Quincy High School - Goldenrod Yearbook (Quincy, MA)

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THE GOLDEN-ROD 25 would have to speak to the proprietress. W hen she came from a little room at the side, I immediately recognized her as Elma Lind. “Why, hello, Elma. This is a perfectly stunning shop you have. Is it something new: I never noticed it before.” “Yes, I have just started it. Say, Bessie Ellis is my head dressmaker, and she is some cut-up. Lillian Peterson has a part- nership with me. She makes little novel- ties for big prices.” “Yes, I think Lil should get big prices, her articles arc exquisite,” I said, looking at the articles. “Do you see that man over there: Well, lie is John Fuller, my floorwalker. Say, did you know that John was an awful flirt: Well, he is. I used to have a ter- rible time with him. He flirted incessant- ly with my models. Recently he married, and consequenti)' has become a real non- flirting floorwalker.” “Indeed,” I laughed, “I never knew John.” Then turning the subject. “These are good-looking models you have. Who arc they?” “Don’t you recognize them? The one in pink is Alice White, the little one is Corrinc Pineau, the one with the opera cape is Edith Kraus, and the girl with the black evening gown is Josephine Rob- erts.” “Ah, sure enough, now that you tell me I recognize them,” said I. “But may I speak to Lil, please.1” Elma led the way to a back room. Lil and I greeted each other affectionately. Lil had been making a little butterfly for a dress. “That dress is for a girl at Murray Hamilton’s Mansion School,” she ex- plained. “We make most of the girls’ clothes. Did you know that Joe Eaton is Murray’s dancing master? He teaches the girls all the latest dances, without a blush.” “Ha! ha!” thought I. Murray is keep- ing a school for young ladies, but I was not greatly surprised. - - - —r After I bought a few articles, I went to hear Carmen. While looking over the program, I was greatly surprised to see that Mary Harris took the leading role. Mary’s voice is wonderful. Glancing down the program, I noticed that Mar- jorie Dame was the pianist in Bertha Wight’s and Grace Whitney’s Sympathy Orchestra. On the back page was a pic- ture of a beautiful butterfly. This was advertising Edmund Campbell’s butterfly store. So you see, Arthur, Edmund is real flighty. He chases butterflies for a living. And last, but not least, was a big “ad” for men’s hats. Eugene Kelly, true to his name, is manufacturing hats. - As I was going home I met Florence McLeod. We greeted each other enthusi- astically and talked for a while. Then Fudge threw a bomb in my mental camp. Fudge is a deaconness! She told me this without a smile. I was so surprised that I gasped, but Fudge remained calm. Just imagine Fudge a deaconness! Noticing that she was trying to conceal a book, I asked her what it was. She blushed de- murely, and handed me the book—“Love at First Sight.” Although Fudge is still single, she is interested in love, seeing that as yet no man has noticed her charms. But worst of all, Arthur, the book was written by Esther Campbell. Fudge says that she is an authority on the subject. No doubt she is; she was always inter- ested in it. I asked Fudge about Sarah Johnson and Greta Wester. Sarah is a wild broncho trainer out West. That sure is wild, is it not? Greta was recently made truant officer in Ashkosh, Wise. She was given this position because in her own school days she set such an example for perfect attendance. Pudge was coming from Lillian Pitts’ hair dressing parlor. Arthur, did you ever consider any of our teachers at High as giddy? Evidently they are, for Fudge told me that many of our former teachers go to Lillian’s hair- dressing parlors to learn the art of keep- ing young. Fudge also knew what Fran- cis Driscoll was- doing. Fudge knows

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24 THE GOLDEN-ROD Ruth laughed. She has returned from W ashington, where she was lecturing to some charity classes. To express it in her own words: “I was lecturing to a beastly class, and I looked up and noticed a stately lady coming down the aisle. It was Marion Campbell. She married a Congressman, and leads Washington society, now. It is a fad of hers to visit charity classes. Say, you couldn't imagine whom I saw there. It was Eddie Day. Eddie is playing sec- ond fiddle in the Orchestra of Life, with Dorothy Prout as first violin.” One day last week I went to the electric light company to make arrangements to have our “dorm” -lights fixed. Arthur Alden is the head of the lighting and fix- ture department. Arthur always was a shining light in class, and now he has a shining light everywhere. After I had finished my business. Arthur and I were talking of old Quincy days, and Arthur said: “I met Walton Roets the other day, and he is an inventor. He invents out-of- the-ordinary things, but nevertheless they are suitable. Now he is selling his latest invention. He wanted me to buy a pair for my son who is in high school. I guess Walton thinks that the boy should wear long trousers soon. I told him that my son didn't need long trousers, but short ones. I thought I could stump him that way. Nothing doing, though. Walton is selling semi-convertible trousers, which may be extended when the wearer reaches maturity. At last I boueht a pair, not because I needed them, but to get rid of the inventor. I would rather lose a fiver than keep an inventor.” When I spoke of some of our old class- mates. Arthur remembered that in Wal- ton’s raving he had SDokcn of putting an “ad” in the Ledger. Walton became very excited when he learned that two former hard-working program committee men, Kerr and Newcomb, served as joint edi- tors. When Walton entered. Kerr had just called Gladys Fletcher, who is a clever advertiser, to make an “ad” for “Stingless Gingerale,” which unpleasant drink was invented by Doris Bain. Doris has quite a business. She has an office in Chicago conducted by Laura Cummings, one in St. Louis with Marion Starratt in charge, and one in Montreal with Annie Gauld at its head. Dorothy Spence is Doris’s chief adviser and private secre- tary. Newcomb was writing a very ex- citing narrative about Russell Martin, who is circumnavigating the globe on foot. His early practice to and from Houghs Neck made him think of this ex- aggerated idea. On the desk in the office was an evening edition of the Ledger. On the first page was a large photograph of Esther Nilsen, who is playing the leading part in the “Lemonade Blonde.” Kerr told Walton that a few days ago he had had an interview with Dot Clarke and Helen Cherrington. who are training to swim around Australia. Kerr believes that they are capable of doing it, too. In my private opinion, those girls are strong enough, both physically and mentally, to try anything once. Henry Hokenson had also been interviewed. He had just won the Olympic medal as world’s champion “shot put.” One of the sub-editors was making a headline of a prominent divorce case. The headline was so alluring that Walton started to read the rest of the ar- ticle, and discovered that Anna Tantillo and Florence Rizzi were the lawyers. Arthur said that the firm of Tantillo and Rizzi has a very high reputation. They seldom lose a case. All in all, Walton had a very newsy time, don’t you think? Just after I came home. I went to Bos- ton to replenish my wardrobe, for the Paris styles did not please me. When walking down Tremont Street, I noticed a very distinguished looking shop. There was a charming dress in the window, and so I decided to go in. When I opened the door, I saw four very attractive girls, who apparently were models. A pompous and important looking man came up to me. I told him what I wished, and he said I

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26 THE GOLDEN-ROD everybody’s doings. Francis has invented a sound-proof assembly hall, in which children can sneeze, talk, and laugh with- out disturbing, their elders and superiors. Francis has retired into this hall to slum- ber and think to his heart’s content. By the way, Arthur, Archer Nickerson and Eddie Spcirs arc making saw-tooth bayonets for Uncle Sam. A very playful occupation, is it not? Isn't it queer. Arthur, what various oc- cupations our classmates have chosen? Now who would believe that quiet, peace- ful Helen Sellberg would care to train white mice, and Bessie Smith would want to be a shorthand teacher? Bessie is the best shorthand teacher Quincy ever had, with the exception, of course, of Miss Twombly. Be careful of Mary Townsend, Arthur, because your check-book will be bank- rupt. Mary sure does get what she goes after. I am sure that your cook’s concrete bis- cuits were the cause of all your trouble. You know that poor food is apt to make one drowsy. I will send you some real cooking very soon. The quickest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, you know. As you are still single, why don’t you come to visit me? I have one man around now, and if you would come to visit me I would be very happy. My other man is not single. Oh, Arthur, if you would come up just for the day it would please me so much. I sincerely hope that you will recover. Ruth Kaulbeck. P. S. By the way, Arthur, I’ve just heard that Percy Castleman, our great cartoonist, is now showing his ability in the Christian Science Monitor.