Southington High School - Chronicle Yearbook (Southington, CT)

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-M CHRONICLE IW-- Zczss Vi!! VVe, the class of 1949, after deep thought and consideration and being in- formed that we are sound of mind and judgment, hereby make our last will and testament: To Mr. Fontana: VVe leave him this cup to remind him of a very successful year. To Miss Shorey: We give her a new bicycle as her present one is getting old. To Mr. Rathbun: We leave this oak board to be used in thel building of a hockey rink, in back of Lewis High. To Miss Edstrom: We give her a chain to be used in keeping the books where they can be found in the library. J To Mr. Lawrence: We leave this package of pipe cleaners to be used in cleaning his trusty briar which he loves so well. To Miss Bedford: A clock which keeps the exact time as she is so accurate. To Mr. Small: We leave a baby chick for experimental purposes to be used in agriculture class so he can turn out bigger and better chicks. To Miss Beach: We leave this bus so she vvon't have any trouble getting to concerts. W To Miss Crawford: We leave this automatic attendance taker so she can take the attendance and watch her pupils at the same time. To Mr. Stowe: We leave this new brief case so! you can carry your civics and other school papers in, so you can pass them back to the students as neatly as you receive them. To Miss Kelly: We leave a pair of earmuffs so she will not hear the students talking in Typing classes. To Mr. loyal: We leave this book entitled Que Thousand and ne Iokesl' so that you will never run out of jokes to tell your students in U. S. History. To Miss Ryan: We leave a package of needles to remind her of the ones that were broken. To Mr. lD'Angelo: We leave a pair of stilts so he can watch the passing notes in Study Hall while standing in front of the room. To Miss Hunt: We give you a picture of France to remind you of that favorite land. To Mr. McSorley: We leave, a huge magnifying glass so his students can study the bulletin board more closely for his weekly quizzes. To Miss CQ'l?onnell: We leave you a pair of roller skates so you can make the rounds faster. Page Seventeen

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-at cr-1RoNlcLE lien Prom on june Zlst at the Southington HY . The hall was decorated beautifullg 111 the class colors-Royal Blue and Gold. A fine orchestra furnished the chi OH music on which the class floated out of school life into the world of tomorrow- The four delightful years of sailing on LI-I.S. had ended. The crew has left lls ship and is sailing in different ships toward different destinat1onsg but I am certlalun that no matter where we sail, or what ships we sail on, or what stormy WQQI fe? we encounter, we will never forget the good Steamship L.H.S. and its faith U N. INGRESELLI J. scearr Captain Martin Phelan. Class oem t FAREWELL TO LEWIS Time marches slowly onward, but in our hearts there'll always be, A little bit'of Lewis High reserved for you and me. Perhaps 'twill be a winter scene, with ivy walls agleaming, Perhaps 'twill be a classmate's face to set our hearts adreaming. Let's make but a memory of the pleasant past, Por the much-neglected future must be met at last. All the knowledge that we've gained in these last four years, Must now be put to practice with work and bitter tears. May your tear-filled eyes be windows through which the world may glance, And see your hearts of courage, now ready to advance. School has been our life, -life is now our school, Remember, dear old classmates, let wisdom always rule! Some to colleges, some to school, out into the world we go, Remember you owe the world a living, make it your friend- not your foe. Qpen your ears and let men in, consider them your brothers, Receive those kindly that would befriend you and do the same for others. May the good' things in life come to you all. Classmates, I salute you, may our glory never fall. And to our under-classmen, may we stop to say, That if you plan to graduate, do these things each day: Your lessons to know, In class to shine. Report cards must show Pour A's in a line. Never deserve To stay after school, But always observe The Golden Rule. Now our hearts with farewell throbbing, we must not tal-ry here. But the memory of this parting will be fgygvel- dear. ETHEL PARKER W ANT NINA LEVENIEJ SKY Page Sixteen

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at cl-1RoN1cLE Jie'- To Mr, Phelan: We leave this tie for you to add to your marvelous collectioll To Miss Bristol: We leave her this new desk which may be used in our new High School????? To Mr. Strong: We give you another brick for our new High School W Vvlth all the bricks you've been getting weyll soon have a new High School. To jim Stewart: We leave this complimentary season ticket in order that l1C can take part in all cake, sandwich, and hct dog sales in Lewis High. To the Class of 4l : We leave another year of hard labor, To the Class of 42 : To this class we give the privilege of becoming HUPPCY' classmenf' To the Class of 43 : To this class we leave the right to feel superior to the Freshmen. lass efesemfcztions FIRST SCENE: Time: After school hours: About 4 o'clock. Place: In the great shopping metropolis of Southington. Characters: Brooksie . . . ,.................. Ruth Brooks 'fPete ..... ..... W illiam Peterson Stinky ..................... Edward Stankewicz Pete: Gee, am I tired! I'll sure be glad when we get home and can get the bundles off our hands. Stinky: What do you mean our hands? By the looks of things Ilve got all the bundles. At least all the heavy ones, and so far did all the hard work. Brooksie: Well, well, well, listen to the two boys go on. You both know very well that so far I did all the work. Pete: Oh, anyhow we got some wonderful presentations. Brooksie: That is just what Iym afraid of. Maybe they are too good and oui lives won't be worth living alter the kids get them. Did you think of that? Stinky: What the dickens are you two kids squabbling about? The kids in our class are 100 per-cent Good snort. l I' ' ' Y ' g 1 s ant m sure none of them will even thinl of being offended. X Brooksie: Well, I hope not. Let's hurry up Iilll starved. Pete: As usual. Page Eighteen S