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

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THE 1917 SENIOR ANNUAL —————————————————— BERT BAKER Jr. “Bertie”. “Let the sky rain potatoes”. On our left we present a Gentleman Farmer. Bert heeded the call to the farm, and threw up his studies re- ligicusly. He is now deeply inhaling the delightful aromas cf the farmstead and enjoying the subtle scenery of our rural surroundings. The Navy looked good encugh for him at one time, but a spin of the wheel landed him on the farm where he now reigns majestic. We were worried when the symptoms of a ““mis-placed eyebrow” appeared on his ruby lips, but he was converted and our fears were buried. He goes fifty-fifty with Mother Earth and the female of the species. Three cheers for the sod-buster. Tom Hoven BARNARD. “Tom”. “None but himself can be his parallel’. And they stood round and gazed at him in astonish- ment! ‘Though a very minute fragment of human exist- ence, Tom has indeed attracted the attention of many to his daring exploits. The first of his crimes was the steal- ing of the Presidency of the Class of °17 during their entire sentence. Secondly, he went to Plum Island to represent us, and came back so different that we were ashamed of ourselves and sought correction. Thirdly, he has barefacedly usurped two of the Class Honors, altho we meekly admit that he rightly deserves them. In the face of these excellent offenses, we ask you, dear reader, to render a verdict of guilty to being one of the best students in the class of 17. “Guilty”. Atta boy. PRESIDENT. Third Academic Honor. Oratorical Honor. ALICE Sara BascomBE. “‘Alice’’. “A soul as full of worth, as void of pride.” We say so. She certainly does look cute. Why, she came with us several years ago, and we have been the victims of her enticing personality ever since. Never saw her before, eh? Where have you been? She is one of the best students in old R. F. A. and takes a great interest in the activities of the class. Yes, she is a good poetess. Yes, she has attracted many fortunate vic tims. Well, if you want any more information about her, go to “Rosy” or “Bub”. Sorry we're stumped. Good night. Photos by McClusky 10

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THE 1917 SENIOR ANNUAL CLaysoN WHEELER ALpRIDGE. “Cupid”. “I grew intoxicated with my own eloquence’’. Hello! What have we here? Who is the proud pessessor of this intelligent visage? Ah ha! this is young Aldridge, that French shark. “Cupe” feels quite at home when studying anything under the bright sun. He can write many sensible things, always recites in a man- ner which indicates he can swing a bluff, performs on any musical instrument with the confidence of an ex plorer, and is ready to chorus in his giggle in any laugh fest. He is our lead-off man, and it looks as if he had made a hit. Eh what? Salutatorian. Member of Staff. Davis Essay Prize. 1916. Servant in Class Play. DuncaN Ross ANDERSON. “Dunk”. “How long, ye simple ones, will ye love simplicity 2” Gaze intently upon younder countenance. What do you make of it? Is it human or heavenly? We say human. In D. Ross, we present a subject worthy of ex- amination and observation. He uses 3-in-| oil to loosen up his vocabulary, so stand at a distance when conversing with him. One venturesome spirit was caught napping once, and has been ever since, altho the doctor says he might be out before Feb. 29th. “Dunk’” has sawed the strings of a violin for a long time, and has lent his manly warpings to the orchestra. He is a firm believer in that philosoph- ical principle that man embraces woman. Member of Staff. Football. Orchestra. Lord Cornwallis in Class Play. James Wa.iace Ayars. “Jimmie”. ‘He feels as well and contented as if he had good sense’. It has got here at last. Ladies and Gentlemen, our Business Manager. His quotations are famous for their nonsense; chief among them are “I’ve gotta work” and “I resign”. We have yet to catch him doing either. “Jimmie” holds the distinction of being the best blue- print washer in the county, and stands ready to defend this title against man or beast. James always took a manly interest in 17, in general, and several of the in- mates in particular. We think ourselves very unlucky as Jimmie only weighs 122 stripped. Otherwise, he might be lugging a gun around all day, or scrubbing the decks of a man-of-war. Here’s wishing James good luck. BUSINESS MANAGER. Valiere in Class Play. 9 at Photos. by McClusky

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THE 1917 SENIOR ANNUAL ee Se ELLAMAE ELIZABETH BAULIG. “Ella”. “Far from the sweet society of men’. She passes the Charles St. car every morning coming to school. Those dimpled cheeks certainly are inviting. Go ahead, but don’t mention any names. Ella moves about her work quietly, and completes four years of ex cellent attainments by graduating with that glorious Class cf °17. Her record is an enviable one, the result of earnest study and thought. No more will she walk from this old Academy away up to that distant section. She is now free, and we leave her with grave regrets. Good bye, fellow classmate. MarRIAN ANTOINETTE BEACH. “Marian”. Her heart's like a lemon—-so nice, She carves for each lover a slice’’. What are you stopping so long at this picture for? Confidentially, we are in the same boat as you are, old top. Some nice looking girl, eh what? Yes, she is as nice as she looks. I know fellers who would walk way up on North George just to see her. Well, I think she likes the color “brown” the best, altho she favored this green cover. In the class-rooms and class meetings she has been a successful performer, and her teachers recom- mend her most highly. We are highly honored to have Marian among our respected number, and you would say so if you could. Come on, let’s look at some more, don’t stay here all night. Member of Staff. Glee Club. Lady Wyndham in Class Play. ” James Epmonp Birp Jr. “Jim”. “I’m smarter, a heap, than I look’’. Yes, this is Alderman Bird’s son. He is a nice look- ing lad. Well, they tell me he is a good speaker, I remember reading he won second prize in the Singerland Contest. Yes, James is worthy of praise. He is a good scout, a royal entertainer, a gentleman, a scholar and a good mixer of drinks. The spirit of patriotism surged over his manly frame, and he heroically offered his services to any unsuspecting farmer hereabouts. but fortunately for both himself and the farmer, his ser- vices were not needed. Like all great men, Jim had his Brutus. Who said treason? Get out wid yuh. Sir Richard Wilde in Class Play. Second Prize, Boy's Slingerland. Photos. by McClusky