Southampton High School - Sea Spray Yearbook (Southampton, NY)

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THE ORANGE PEAL 21 6:05 a. m.—Groans, wails, groans, wails, groans, etc. 6:30-7:00 a. m.—Slow elevation from reclining to standing posture. 7:15 a. m.—Exhaustive search for meal tickets. Esther, Mickey and Edna finally decide where theirs are. 7:16 a. m.—Seniors take a constitutional down three or four flights of stairs or risk their necks on the elevator. 7:20 a. m.—Mr. Sabine breakfasts with all the girls except a few. 7:20 a. m.—Henry, Si and Dick bribe the waiter for a table next the kitchen door. E., M. and E. appreciate this by smiling broadly at Mr. Sabine. 7:35 a. m.—Waiter is tipped very generously at the boys’ table. Six well-fed individuals arise. 7:37 a. m.—Henry adjourns to his room to write letters (?) or is it to converse with the girls across the hall? 8:30 a. m.—Bus arrives. 8:35 a. m.—Henry tears himself away from writing letters. 8:40-11:30 a. m.—We visit the Mint, where several go insane and have to be led out, the White House, and other points of interest. 11:30 a. m.—Seniors organize for dinner in small, whole numbers. 11:45 a. m.—Mr. Sabine again dines with several young 'ladies. 12:30 p. m.—Gen and Helen buy out Woolworth’s with such great display that all the girls flock there at once. 1:30 p. m.—Bus arrives again. 1:45 p. m.—Reach the limit of our journey on the bus—iboat landing. 1:45-2:05 p. m.—We walk about 100 feet to the boat. 2:05-3:15 p. m.—Seniors make themselves at home, give yells, songs and cheers, and eat. A few descend to the lower deck and try to dance while drinking orange pop. Result—wild dash for the open air, where they remain for the rest of the trip. 3:15 p. m.—We alight, with the idea of calling at Mt. Vernon. 3:30 p. m.—On the spacious lawns we all sit and smile at the “birdie,” except a few who scowl by mistake. 4:15 p. m.—We sail back with the disconcerting knowledge that Bud and Peter are not aboard. 5:00 p. m.—Bud discovered (with Peter) lost in the intricacies of the engine mechanism with Aleith and Helen looking on. 6:00 p. m.—iDinner. 6:30 p. m.—Henry still feels the need of keeping up his correspondence. 6:45 p. m.— Angel’s fur is LOST! With Angel on the point of hysterics it is finally found, wrapped up in her hat (probably so no one else could find it). 7:30 p. m.—We start for the Naval Observatory. 8:00 p. m.—We arrived back where we started from as Mr. Sabine wasn’t very familiar with the streets of Washington. 8:01 p. m.—Start out again with more success. 9:00 p. m.—Seniors are gazing at stars. 9:30 p. m.—'Catherine asks Bud how he liked Saturn but Bud is speech- less. No words in his extensive vocabulary are able to do justice to his feel- ings. 10:00 p. m.—Arrive back at the National Hotel. 10:15 p. m.—Assemble in the Hotel Dancing Hall where the boys display a few new steps. Where in the world did they learn them ? 10:45 p. m.—Toby, Anna and Angel have a regular party. Result—Toby remained in bed next a. m. 12:00 p. m.—Dancing floor cleared. 12:01 a. m.—Occupants of 359 feel starvation slowly creeping in and another trip is made to the corner store, to the evident disapproval of the hall cop. 12:30 a. m.—Thus ends one glorious day in Washington.

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20 THE ORANGE PEAL SUGGESTED BY NUMBERS 1. Pete Balnis and Bob Smith. 2. A whole lot of couples. How many of them will be one? 3. Miss Schrader’s Virgil class. 4. The time that whisperers are dismissed. 5. The “Bunch” of the Seniors. Do you know them? 6. About the number of people in the Patchogue cheering section. We beat that. 7. When you are supposed to have acquired your use of reason. How many geometry people have ? Ask Mr. Sabine. 8. What Lillian Bennett did to the refreshments. 9. After which we are late. Ask a certain Hist. C student. 10. The age Dodo Fanning acts sometimes. 11. Time all Frosh should be in bed. 12. Time all Seniors go to bed. 13. Issy Eisner was born under that number. He sees “pretty green stars” all the time. That’s why he thinks he’s bright. 14. The room inclosing the lawbreaker (speeder). 15. The age Frenchy claims. 16. Ask the girls. 17. Beginning of “Fool’s Age” in boys. 18. When we ought to graduate. 19. The oldest Senior. Thus ends the important numbers. One Day in Washington 12:00 (a. m. or p. m. ?)—Lights glow brightly through the transoms of rooms enclosing well known Seniors in Washington. Hall cop wonders if these people sleep with their lights on when away from home. Determines to consult the cook as to why they sleep so badly. (Frequent “pops” like corks coming out of bottles, then gurgles, then giggles and quickly squelched explosions, followed by ominous quiet spells.) 12:15 a. m.—Si locked out of his room, patrols the halls in night shirt, vest, high hat and water pitcher. 12:20 a. m.—.Bob has just started an interesting dream about climbing the North Pole after Peter, when he suddenly finds a lump of ice in his bed. Thorough investigation at once begun with much enthusiasm and flying mis- siles. How did it end? ’Nuff said—the hall cop! 12:45 a. m.—Occupants of 345 have an honest-to-goodness panic when a flying ( ?) hits their shade and causes it to fly violently to the top. Imagine the scene brilliantly illuminated with electric lights followed as quickly as possible, however, by total darkness. 1:00 a. m.—359 feels a craving for nourishment, it now being 5 hours since they were fed last. A hasty visit is made to the store on the corner. 1:15 a. m.—Pangs of hunger allayed, all settle down for the night. (Everybody?) 1:25 a. m.—Mickey appears quite worn out after the long walk. (Those trolleys are so slow!) 1:25 a. m.—Dick appears, also exhausted. 2:00 a. m.—Most of us succumb to sleep. 6:00 a. m.—Mr. Sabine makes daily rounds to enlighten us that it’s morning. (We don’t believe it.)

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22 THE ORANGE PEAL Washington Trip As far back as September, at the opening of school, the Seniors began to look forward to the Washington trip. With the greatest enthusiasm we started forth to procure the necessary “cash.” Candy and “hot dog” sales were the order of the day. Finally, by presenting “A Couple of Million,” ive managed to make “a couple of hundred” more, thanks to the patronage of our friends, the public. Saturday, April 19, was a great day. The majority of the class were up long before six, in order to catch the 7:30 train west. (I think Angel Elliston was up even earlier for she was obliged to mow the lawn before she left.) I will not bore you with a description of Long Island’s wonderful scenery as seen from the L. I. R. R., only I might say that it hasn t changed much in the last 16 years. After Angel Elliston had related to the party the tragic story concerning the death of her last dog, the boys became rather restless so most of us went forward into the smoker, leaving Mr. Sabine with the girls. No, of course we didn’t smoke (?) We watched “Archy” smoke. Just outside of Jamaica, when the train stopped in order to change en- gines, another train, bound east, stopped opposite us and whom should we see but Miss Dessie Cook! We learned later that she spent her vacation in Southampton. Time passed quickly, and soon we arrived in New York. An hour later we found ourselves headed South on the B. 0. The first thing we (the boys, of course) discovered was a “bunch” of girls at one end of the car, so we proceeded to give them a rousing cheer. Later, we found that they were only school teachers. (W'hat a shame!) We made a short stop-over at “Philly,” which we found to be very in- teresting, especially Fairmont Park, which is the largest city park in the country. Bordering upon this park for a few miles is the Schuylkill River, where we saw several rowing shells practising. We also visited Independence Hall, seeing the famous Liberty Bell. At last we arrived in Washington, which we all agree is the finest and most beautiful city that we have ever seen. Unlike most cities, it has no disgusting or disreputable spots where visitors are not wanted. Even the Union R. R. Station, which is larger than the Capitol, is conspicuously beautiful and might even be classed as a work of art. It is made entirely of white granite and its stately arches closely resemble the great triumphal arches of Rome. We were interested to learn that the passenger concourse which we entered upon leaving our train, is the largest room in the world, under one roof. We shall never forget our first impression of Washington as we emerged from the station, just at dusk. A short distance away, rising above a mass of green foliage, was the majestic white dome of the Capitol, upon which hundreds of searchlights were centered. Directly in front of us was the Columbus Memorial and beyond that, as far as the eye could see, at regular intervals, were arc lights whose bright, purplish rays illuminated one of Washington’s broad streets. In the far distance, to the right of the Capitol we saw the Washington Monument towering against the sky and just to the left of that the copper dome of the Congressional Library. During our stay in Washington we saw and visited many stately build- ings, both public and private. It would be difficult to ascertain just what