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

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THE 1917 SENIOR ANNUAL JAMEs WEsLEY BLoop. “Wes”. “Reputed wise for saying nothing’. Young Blood, as I live. Yes, Wes graduates proud- ly with that memorable class of ‘17. He is that nervous, fussy little gentleman you have ever seen wandering through the halls with an abstracted air. He heeded the call to the farm, and left the din of the city, with all its strife and confusion, and sought peace and refuge among the potatoes and the corn. Correspondence to former classmates reveals the fact that he planted some potatoes, and nice big bushes grew up but he couldn’t find any potatoes on them, so he looks to a bad crop of spuds this year. Tough luck, Wes. Punk seed. Member of Staff. MATTHEW Haro p Brapy. “Matt”. “A jolly and true happy fellow’’. Don't get excited, it’s only me! Well, what do you know about that? This truncated personification of a human being exists with the rest of those heroes. The one grave mistake of his stubby career was that he enter- tained the delusioned idear that he was an orator. He has recovered from this frightful state of mind, and we expect great things from him. He would appreciate the gift of an ‘‘Eveready”’ or its equivalent. Who said a wire cutter? EpWIN SLOANE Briccs. “Rosy”. “You look wise. Pray correct that error’’. Hail, hail, the gang’s all here! We've got him now, so take a good look at him. This smiling dome is perilously carried on two bony shoulders, whose only supports are two lean shanks which cover a large area, due to the large shoe he claims the shoe-dealers force on him against his sweet will. The lucky cuss escaped the worries of a base ball manager, but we'll get him yet. After a lengthy tutor from a well known commercial teacher, he bravely makes his debut in the world this year. He is a strong Willson man, and stands ready to defend that title against all comers, strangle-hold barred. Zowie! Some youngster, what. Baseball. 12 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

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THE 1917 SENIOR ANNUAL See GEORGE BROWNING BRONSON. “Georgie”. “His discourse sounds big, but means nothing’’. Huh, take a peek at Georgie, will yuh, all dressed up. So he graduates this year. Yes, we take the liberty to warn you that George will leave R. F. A. with the Class of 17, and will be looking for a position pretty soon. George was a pretty good student; he always had his lessons and was game for a little fun at the same time. As a debater, he is coquettish. He would be a farmer. but the farmers saw him first. All bets off. He came to us from Marlboro, Mass., which is the greatest town in this country. Next stop, Marlboro. All change. SARAH MILDRED BURLEIGH. “Mil”. “Her pleasure is her power to charm’’. Well, well! We say so. Pretty nice? You bet, and then some more. We take pleasure in introducing as a special feature at this afternoon's performance, one of the fair damsels of the Class of 17. Mil is a top- notcher in both studies and society. She is a very pop- ular lass with all, no exceptions here. Although an in- habitant of R. F. A. but for a short time, she has made herself quite at home. In connection with her studies, she acts as traveling companion for Miss Marian Beach. Who wants a traveling companion now? Member of Staff. Glee Club, EsTHER ELIZABETH Byam. “Esther”. We call attention to this modest, unassuming young lady, and announce that we like her queenly presence with us. We are glad to have her with us for many reasons. She has been a quiet, earnest classmate, and has easily captured that elusive nymph called Knowledge, and has mastered all the tricks of the ‘game. So there! what more could you want? She favors capital punish- ment, so beware boys! Photos by McClusky