Sacred Heart High School - Vine Leaves Yearbook (Vineland, NJ)

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Leases WHO’S WHO IN 1950 DOC PEARSALL, Dentist. 635 Plum St. Undertakers are rushed after his extractions. , , , , CATHERINE ERHART, work! famous nurse; noted for curing those afflict- ed with heart affection. Private MR. E. McDONALI), president of the McDonald’s Evergreasy Saus- age Factory, Rosenhayn, N.J. t . . T .. CARLO QUAIROLI, Principal of a country school located in Indian Head. Hobby; taking care of his pupils pencils. HELEN LANGLEY. Proprietor of Cut-Price Drug Store, offers this week a free lesson in Chemistry. MARIAN VAN HOOK, famous detective, putting Sherlock in the shade. THOMAS DELLORIFICE, has signed a contract with the Red .and Blue Or- chestra and will sing tonight “Sweet Adeline” over station W. J. Z. VERONICA DOWNEY, famous illustrator of magazine. When you see a fine magazine on the market, note the artist. DONATA CIRELLI. President of die Sacred Heart Parent Teachers Associ- ation DOLORES ARNADE. Tutor of Latin. 841 Chestnut Avenue. Lessons by appointment. JEANNE BACQUE, French Interpreter. For special appointment, I hone 1000008. CHARLES REILLY, President of the Tradesmen’s Bank. ADELENE CAVAGNARO, State Inspector of Japanese beetles and tomato plants. MARY KEARNEY, Secretary to President Alfred Smith (only one difficulty) she has had a! weakness for fudge ever since somebody’s party. JEANNETT FIORI, Physical Instructor of Girls’ basketball team at Georgian Court. Lakewood. N. J. VERONICA RAFTER, for a good education register at Rafter’s Business College. . KATHRYN HILLMAN. Coach of Trinity College, Washington. I). C. Only one fault—she has a hobby of collecting Lulu feathers. MARY KEARNEY. KATHRYN HILLMAN, VERONICA RAFTER. 26

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CLASS WILL On this eighth day of April, We, the class of nineteen hundred and thirty- one. do bequeath; To our Alma Mater our never failing loyalty. To the Faculty the many memories which we take with us when we say farewell. To our fortunate “Under Classmen” (1) The courage to carry on for the honor of our beloved Alma Mater. (2) All the precedents which we, as pioneers, have tried to establish. To the Juniors, we gladly leave our orchestra seats in assembly, and also that famous Pride of every senior’s heart—“Miniature Horticultural Hall”. We also l equeath to the Juniors our Problems of Democracy; may they always argue in harmony. To the Sophomores, we leave the privilege of standing in the front entry as they are always there anyway. To the Freshmen, we bequeath some of our unbounded wisdom, hoping that next year they will have forgotten some of their infantile prattle. DONATA CIRELLI leaves her Titian tresses to Elvira Cirelli, and her job a:i bell hop to Claudia Cavagnaro. VERONICA DOWNEY wills her marvelous artistic talent to Julia Langley and her enthusiastic cheer-leading to Margaret DiCurcio. ADELENE CAVAGNARO leaves that irrepresible giggle to Lucy Rossi, and lier job of getting “conveyance” for her most honorable mentor. MARIAN VAN HOOK wills her quiet winsome ways to Mary Catto and her I p.risian accent to Anna Dalessandro. ANNA GIACALONE bequeaths her “country store” to Regina Jost, and her passion for Virgil to Lucy Rossi. MARY KEARNEY leaves those big blue eyes to Corrine D’Ippolito, and that sunny smile to Rosalie Gregory. BILL PEARSALL leaves that million dollar grin to Lew Fabbri, and his famous basketball shots to All ert Scarani and Francis Bisson. TOMMY DELLORIFICE leaves all his nonsense to Berault Arnade, and his “harem to any Junior who will take it. CHARLES REILLY leaves all his dependability to Angelo Bagliani, and his popularity to Francis Guicheteau and Victor Durand. ED ARD McDONAI.D bequeaths his dry humor to David Cavagnaro, and his patent leather hair tonic to Bobby Bruce. CARLO QUAIROLI wills his famous head dress to whatever Freshman has the courage to take it out and bury it. Chic also leaves his s| ecial liking for the Delaware opposite Wilmington to Kenneth Schwerzler. VERONICA RAFTER leaves her dramatic abilities to Anna Ratti. and her sunny disposition to Cecilia Cresci. KAY HILLMAN leaves her fast basketball game to Julie Langley and Evy Kessler, Kav also leaves her seat on the bus to Charlotte Gross. CA I HERINE ERHART bequeaths her never failing optimism to Eunice Fabbri. JEANNE BACQL E wills her unruffled calm to Mary Montegelfe. HELEN LANGLEY leaves her wonderful “flow” of conversation to Jennny Sparagna and her position on the hasketlxdl team to Fran Jost. DOLORES ARNADE leaves her job as editor of the year book to anyone who is so unfortunate as to get it. Signed in the presence of these witnesses and in the presence of each other. Adelcne Cavagnaro, Donata Cirelli and Jeanett Fiori. and drawn up by Dolores Arnade. 25

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WHAT IS SUCCESS? It’s doing your job the best you can, And being just to your fellow-man; It’s staying true to your aims and ends; It’s figuring haw and learning why, And looking forward and thinking high, And dreaming a little and doing much; It’s being thorough, yet making speed. It’s going onward despite defeat And fighting staunchly, but keeping sweet; It’s 'being clear and it’s playing fair; And looking up at the stars above. It’s struggling on with the will to win, And it’s sharing sorrow and work and mirth It’s serving, striving through strain and stress. And doing your noblest—that’s Success. CATHERINE ERHART -------o------ THE INCOMPLETE BURGLARY Eleven thirty of a cold November night with a heavy blanket of “fog settling over the town. Up Landis Avenue slouched a lone figure. It could J e seen to approach an intersection, dimly lighted by a flickering arc-light, where dozed an arm of the law and John (Racket) Tier had never liked men of that profession. As far back as he could remember, when his parents had first come to the city to make their fortune, he had had a fear of policemen. Perhaps it was lo- calise the crowd with which he had l een associating instinctively dodged them. His thoughts ran back to his home town, he wondered now his sister was. She had been adopted by a neighl oring family when he had come to die citfr. Except for some few uncles, she was his only living relative. She was younger than he, but in spite of that could always do his hardest problems at school and always helped him out of1 his various scrajos. A cold gust of wind brought his mind suddenly back to the present. That was 10 years ago. Tonight he was on his way to any dwelling which might yield something valuable for his coffers; he was to promote himself from a common pick-i ocket to the more refined posi- tion of burglar. Nervously he pulled his coat collar up for further protection. As he came to 11th St. where there is no longer pavement and the houses scattered, he started to look for a good house to work upon. He passed al out ten lighted mansions, but finally came to a darkened one. Cautiously he walked around to the back and to his surprise found a rear window unlocked. Quietly he raised it and climbed in. His flashlight showed him to l e in the kitchen. With continued caution he flashed the light around and finally worked his way into the parlor. In one corner was a man busy at a desk lighted by a small electric lamp. Surprised, John quickly extinguished his flash and jumped l ack. He took the man to l e a young lawyer about his own age. Making sure no one else was around, he walked into the room, and, in as hard a voice as he could master, said, “put ’em up, Bud’’. Immediately the young man complied. “Now,” ordered Racket, “dish out the valuables”. Slowly the young man 27