Rome Free Academy - De O Wain Sta Yearbook (Rome, NY)

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THE SENIOR ANNUAL. speech on Fort Stanwix. | lave hopes of being President next Roy Bielby.” For a year. few moments I was almost staggered by the brilliant achievements of my classmates. What a thing it is to be found in the company of the great. Surely every one will agree with me that the very prominent place in the Hall of ELIZABETH P. SEARLES. class of 1902 should have a Fame. Class Presentation. Alma Mater me appointed lo address you on this day, And present a little token, And a parting word I’ll say : Tin soldier, give, to Jennie Senn, With warning let it be. She must not think of other men, But only think « Ae. (Tin Soldier) Jennie Senn. Now, Bertha, you may soon go To cross the deep blue sea. Prof. Wilson sends these soda mints And says: ‘Remember Me.”’ (Soda Mints.) Bertha Widmann. To music you devoted are, And we your skill regard, And hope this humble instrument, May not your aims retard. (Mouth Organ.) Louise Thomas. That vou may see all there’s to see These stilts will e’er be found, The greatest help you can conceive To view the world around. (Stzdts.) M ary Huggins. A perfect report we beg to give, To Miss Evelyn B. Knapp. And the fellow that fixes his eye on her, A feather must have in his cap. (Report. ) Evelyn Knapp. We have a musician, The piano to play. If Paderewski should see him. He’d faint dead away. (Pzano.) Edward White. present to you, i t not sell Remember n And treat your (China Boy ow this warning wise, young Ward-well. Christine Ellis. A. ballot we exte To use w Because we have tainty lr’ will ne’er be but for right Ballot Eva Carpenter. A mirror we will now To pretty Betty Searles. lhe prettiest of all the pretty ones, Among the pretty girls. (Mirror present, Betty Searles. A Demosthenes we hav e, And of him are justly proud. No pebbles in his mouth has he, he best of all the crowd. (Mother Goose Melodies.) Roy Bielby. A homeopathic dose we give, The present of a heart. We hope ’twill have a good effect And help the weaker part. (Heart.) Mildred Brainerd. To a teacher we give a rule And this to you would tell; That if your scholars are not good You’lBhave to spank ’em well. Ruler.) Cora Pitcher. When the teacher casts her looks, Or by chance she draweth near, Then how busy o’er his books Does this quiet lad appear. (Card of Merit.) Harry Coventry. To Lela Maude we do present, With all the best intentions meant, A cap and apron that she may, Serve bouillon in a daintier away. (Cap and Apron.) Lela Lobdell. The youngest, the babe of the class, To you a doll we will give, And hope that the future may give A homeful about you to live. (Dod7.) Jennie Pitcher. This porous plaster speaks for you, And tells of many a day, Of tireless and unceasing toil, Which others dreamed away. (Porous Plaster.) Lillian O’Brien.

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28 anything. I did not understand him at first—he meant that she had been in the chorus the year before, but had then risen to one of the principal parts as the welcoming hostess and profes- When he read John name as the heavy sional chaperone. Thomas Jones’ villain, and said he could be used for a soul stirring baritone as well, it con- firmed all the good things said in re- gard to the brilliant future of the class of 1902. The manager, who was giving me all this information said that in the fall a new actor, Mr. Harry Cov- entry, was to appear in a French play. The manager then ended by saying that the leader of the orchestra, who had composed the play, was Edward White. I knew that since the time our class had disbanded Mr. White had com- posed many operas, but that he had written a class drama was a piece of startling information. I next telegraphed to Lillian O’Brien. In the course of our conversation I learned that she had married, and was disciplining a man to recognize woman's rights and wrongs. I now tried to get Mabel Silvernail. While I was waiting to hear from her I picked up a catalogue which lay ona table, on the cover of which in large letters 1 read, Wellsmith School, Miss Lela Lobdell, preceptress. She adver- tised that the young ladies graduated from her seminary would be of the blase, innocent or musculine type, each style particularly attractive to the oppo- site sex. Elocution and kindred subjects were taught by Miss Christine Ellis, one of the best instructors in the country, who had received all of her training from Cornell University. | marching nail as follows: | ment for Mellin’s Food. THE SENIOR ANNUAL. At last divine Cecilia came, the mod- ern one, Louise Thomas. I inter- rupted her while she was practicing her own wedding march. They say that she plays so wonderfully on the organ that she hypnotizes every one within She told me that at that mo- ment she had a half a dozen people the though the happiest moment of their lives had There silence and I knew Louise had finished, range. up aisle, looking s come. was a long as she never was inclined to talk more than necessary. When I called for Mary some one asked me who I was, where I was and what it was all about. When I had answered her questions Mary told me that she was Librarian in the Con- gressional Library in Washington. I was more than plgased to find the members of our class so high upon the ladder of fame. I had left the most powerful member until now, when I began talking with She had become enor- Huggins Grace Powers. mously wealthy, having early invested all she had in Wells. She did not mention the kind, probably coal or gas, —anyway, “All’s well that ends Wells.” When I had finished with Grace I received a message from Mabel Silver- “Sorry to have missed your call this morning. Automobile stuck in the mud, overloaded with groceries. Am a traveling advertise- Mable Silver- nail.” I had no sooner read this communica- tion than another was handed me. | “Thought I felt Rome atmosphere last night about 11 o’clock. Of course, I was in the subway so could not tell. Fine campaign on hand. People said I was a howling success last week in my

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THE SENIOR ANNUAL. In singing you are so skilled, That charm you can every foe, We present you this that you may have Sweet music wherever you go. (Horn ) John Thomas Jones. For many a garland has been bestowed, For many have rung the bells, For many have done exceedingly well, But one has done Mr. Wells. (Well and Old Oaken Bucket.) Grace Powers. To ride, you have a fancy for, And this we’re sure’s not wrong, If in an automobile cart, You should not ride too long. (Car?.) Mabel Silvernail. Although our president you are, And editor so grand, If Ruth were just to look at you, You’re meek as this pet lamb. (Lamé.) Harold Wardwell. BEATRIX NEISS. Address to Undergraduates. Children of the Class of 1903, we, the Class of 1902, feel it our duty, aye our sacred duty, to give you a few words of advice and comfort before our departure. We are solicitous for your welfare and have spared neither time nor thought in making such preparations as will be helpful to you in your coming trials, tribulations, pointments. We have noticed, not without a feel- ing of pain, a spirit of arrogance which of late has been growing upon you. It ought not to be necessary toremind you that we, yrave dignified Seniors, have yet a short time during which it is your duty to admire and respect us, to pay us homage, yea, to acknowledge us as masters. In our memory, no class, while yet they were children, has dared to assume such a spirit of self importance, such a spirit ot presumption and self-conceit as and heartrending disap- | youngsters. | dogs and cats. | of this illustrious family. you have manifested. It is unbecoming your immature years. Therefore, we beg that you accept a word of parental advice and that you control that spirit, | until a wider experience and a maturer | judgment give you a right to assume it. We admit that you are aclass of likely We see among you persons gifted with talents of every kind. While space will us to extol the virtues of each separately, we can not leave you without remarking upon a few not allow | who seem to be endowed with special genius. We earnestly hope that within the | next few years, woman’s suffrage will be granted, in order that your most promi- nent representative may distinguish her- self in the public service. We listen | with growing admiration each time the | world renowned Miss Laura Wilson favors us with her appearance. We believe her mission in life is to harangue multitudes. We are convinced that she could address five thousand people in an open field and easily be heard by the most remote. We anticipate great results from that | pompous young gentleman, Mr. Joseph | Lloyd Golly. } mentioning him for any | than that of ‘“‘Alderman of the City of We would not think of honor lower Rome,’’ and we see every prospect of his | some day becoming mayor. We have noticed, with pleasure, the | aptitude of one of your members for setting the broken legs of unfortunate There rises before usa vision of an elegantly furnished apart- ment, above whose door we read the sign, ‘‘Erwin Golly McFarland, M. D.”’’ You need never worry about the busi- | ness affairs of your class as long as they are in the hands of the younger member Your presi- dent is as shrewd and crafty asa Yankee