St Agnes High School - Agnita Yearbook (West Chester, PA)

Text from Pages 1 - 140 of the 1931 volume:

I THE AGNITA ST. AGNES HIGH SCHOOL ANNUAL Edited and Published by the Class of 1931 In Minimis Fidelis u WEST CHESTER, PA. 14 June, MCMXXXI Dedication TO OUR BELOVED PASTOR Reverend Henry C. Schuyler, S.T.L., L.L.D. and to the Sisters, Servants of the Immaculate Heart of Mary we lovingly dedicate THE AGNITA Agnita Staff Editor-in-ChieJ James A. Gallo Assistant Editor Mary P. Powers Business Manager John F. Farrelly Sports Critics Mary E. Masterson David C. Monaghan Asst. Business Manager Michael J. Doyle Personals Catherine M. Finegan Henry F. Ancone Humor Mark F. McCue Ernest E. Orendorff 5 Qlass Toem, I thought me that I heard today Our Alma Mater, in Farewell, to say: “Go forth, and where thy lot is cast. Be ever faithful in the least and last!” And then............a sadness filled my heart, I had not thought, ere this, that we must part; That soon our schooldays would be o’er And our dear School would shelter us no more. I turned these thoughts within my mind When lo! the tears began my eyes to blind; And through the mist I seemed to see The future days, dear Classmates, what they’d be. And I was glad the distant view Did prove our loyal Class forever true. “Be faithful!”..........sounds within my ears. And I do pray it lingers all my years! Helen C. O’Brien, ’31. 7 Vice-Preside n t Charles A. Dai.y Bcrwy n—Scicn tijic President Charles A. Robinson Coa tes v i 1 le—Scicn lijic Treasurer Mary E. Masterson West Chester—Commercia I Secretary Harriet M. Joyce West Chester—-Classicial Henry F. Ancone, Coatesville..................................Scientific Marie F. Brown, West Chester..................................Commercial Michael J. Doyle, West Chester................................Scientific John F. Farrelly, West Chester................................Scientific Catherine M. Finegan, West Chester.............................Classical Mary D. Fritz, West Chester...................................Commercial James A. Gallo, Toughkenamon..................................Scientific Blase J. Giancola, Morstein...................................Commercial Charles R. Guss, West Chester..................................Classical Frederick H. Hickey, West Chester..............................Classical Vincent J. Higgins, Morstein................................ Commercial Mary E. Jobson, Lenni........................................ Commercial Marie A. Karmerze, West Chester................................Classical Mark F. McCue, West Chester...................................Commercial Dorothy A. McFarlan, West Chester.............................Commercial David C. Monaghan, West Chester...............................Scientific Margaret A. Moynihan, Kennett Squ ire..........................Classical Mary E. Nolan, Lenni..........................................Commercial Helen C. O’Brien, West Chester.................................Classical Ernest E. Orendorff, West Chester.............................Commercial Alice M. Osborne. West Chester.................................Classical Mary P. Powers, Kennett Square................................Commercial Marie E. Sheller, West Chester................................Commercial Barbara M. Springman, West Chester............................Commercial Marjorie A. Wendt, West Chester...............................Commercial Thomas J. White, West Chester.................................Commercial Eleanor A. Yarnall, Lenni.....................................Commercial 9 (Air: I'll Take You Home Again, Kathleen) We cannot bear the thought today That saddens so our happy heart. We fain would bid our footsteps stay. The while we know our paths must part. Our childhood days will soon be o’er. The happy moments speed their way. And from our school forevermore Reluctantly we part today. Chorus Farewell, St. Agnes, we love you, And proud, we ll e’er thy glory tell, 0 may our loving hearts be true. Farewell, St. Agnes, fond farewell. Sweet memories, we now recall Which light our way e’er we depart And when the morrow’s shadows fall, We'll fold them close unto our heart. And if perchance the future days Should bring unto us aught of pain. We’ll fondly, then, upon them gaze, And they will bring us joy again. 10 Charles Atwood Robinson President “Robbie” Scientific Basketball (Captain) Baseball “He u’rt.r a man, take him alt in all, We shall not look upon his like again.” Jolly, carefree, generous, sympathetic—all these might be used to describe our president, and yet we could not worthily do so. “Robbie” has been with us four years and our admiration of him was so great that we elected him unanimously for president. His winning personality simply captivated our hearts. The days will be dreary when we can’t see and hear “Robbie.” He was a leader in sports, being captain of the basketball team and first baseman on the baseball diamond. He has the good wishes of his many friends when he embarks on the “sea of life.” Charles Anthony Daly Vice President “Shape Scientific Basketball Baseball (Captain) “Care to our coffin adds a nail no doubt And every grin so merry draws one out. Thoughtful, cheerful, and respectful—taking these qualities and putting them together we have our Vice-President, Charles I)alv. A veritable gentleman! Full of class spirit and lots of pep he has made us champions in many contests. If you are looking for a stage manager we can recommend none more highly. In Athletics, his activities were not confined to one sport. He was a guaid on the basketball team, and Captain of the baseball team. On the diamond he has held the position as short stop for three years and his playing will rarely be surpassed. Remember “Shape,” you carry away the best wishes and Godspeed of your classmates. 12 TIKI. Harriet Marie Joyce Secretary “Har Classical Organist Basketball Hockey “Loveliness needs not the joreign aid oj ornament But is, when unadorned, adorned the most.” One finds it very difficult to write about so accomplished a young lady, for singing, dancing, and playing have all wreathed her brow with laurels. As class secretary poor Harriet needed every ounce of sweet- ness she could muster. However, we found her able to hold her own in every discussion. She took a great deal of good-natured teasing without flinching, even to be told repeatedly about her double chin. It is sad to part, but the world is clamoring for her sunshine and her smiles so we’ll have to say—good-bye. 13 (TOE EMITO Mary Elizabeth Masterson Treasurer “Masty” Commercial Basketball Hockey “Among her classmates she finds Jun IVho could be loved more there is none.” If anyone should ask you for an example of youth we’d im- mediately introduce Mary. What would our class have done with- out Mary, and her quick, clever guarding? As guard she wandered even more than Aeneas. Wily was the ball that could elude her grasp. Mary takes delight in collecting dues. Every Monday morning we hear “gotcher class dues?” We know that Mary has a deep sense of humor attested by her hearty laughs on many occasions, and indeed she needs it holding such a position. With all your qualities you may be sure of a successful future. 14 perara Henry Francis Ancone “Harry Scientific Basketball Baseball “Here is a tad who I think was sent To seek Jor someone to torment.” Music hath charms” and so has Harry. You would not ask why if only once this lad entertained you with his violin. There is just one thing wrong with him and that is, he is a resident of Cain, a suburb of Coatesville. Perhaps this is partly responsible for his second appellation— Zigger.” This innocent looking youth is full of mischief and is never satisfied unless he is tormenting someone. Just gaze on his picture and you will see just why we like him. In sports he worked very hard to bring the team to victory. His patient endeavors are to be commended. Whatever your choice of a career may be we wish you unend- ing success. 15 TO. Marie Frances Brown “Jlarie Commercial Basketball Hockey “Still let me sleep Embracing clouds in vain.” What would the vocal class do without Marie to hold the high notes, and what would we do it she did not give us a laue,h now and then? One question we have not solved as yet and that is why she dreams so much. Perhaps future days will tell the tale. Her good nature will long he remembered by her classmates who wish her a long life and happy days. 16 iKBMIra Michael Joseph Doyle '‘Mike Scientific Basketball (Manager) Baseball “ man he seems oj cheerjut yesterdays And confident tomorrows.’’ “Mike's” energy and pep secured him the post of assistant business manager of the Agmta. 1 Ins position must follow him, for he was also manager of basketball. In “Alike we find an all around good sport. He has a great aversion to anything Spanish. He doesn’t just stop at the language. We wonder why? “Mike has always shared in our joys and sorrows. We look back with pleasure on the days that we have spent with him. May the com- ing years bring you multiplied joysl 17 Catherine Margaret Finegan Cacky” Classical Basketball Hockey “Her smile, her humor, all unjold A heart that’s lined, with purest gold.” Without Catherine the Class of ’31 would be like a ship with- out a rudder. Her cheerfulness has filled the room with sunshine, and oftentimes it has been the only bright spot in a quiet class. I'd have to be a Milton or Shakespeare to do justice to her many qualities. Suffice it to say she is worth her weight in gold, and as you can see this would be no small amount. v Basketball found her a ready supporter especially from the side lines where she would offer many and varied counsels to the players. In hockey she was goal keeper, and we speak truthfully when we say she filled the post quite well. Life has given you wonderful gifts, Catherine. Make use of them and failure will keep far away from you. 18 TM Mary Dorothy Fritz “Coz” Commercial Basketball Hockey “She’s a girl on whom you can rely Her worth you really can’t deny.’’ Gentleness, patience, and perseverance combined go to make Mary’s lovable nature. If you notice the nickname you will see that we had to resort to Shakespeare in order to get an appro- priate name for her. Perhaps you do not know that Alary and Marie Shelter are cousins? You would know if you were a member of ’31. The world has great things in store for you, Mary dear. We know you will be a success for already you have displayed your business ability. Keep on climbing and you will reach the top. 19 1M. Scientific John Francis Farrelly “Freckle” “Full well they laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he.” John always had an inexhaustible fund of wise cracks, and his witticisms often made the most serious among us burst into laughter. He was always up to date, especially as regards the latest broadcasting hits. You can see from our list of patrons, John proved an able business manager. He would make a splen- did dentist if he could extract teeth as well as he can extract money. With these fine qualities and ambition to work, we are certain he will attain the heights of success in the business world. 20 Mary Elizabeth Jobson “Jobbie Commercial Hockey “She wears the rose ojyouth upon her.” Mary is one of those lovely persons, who seems to verify the old saving, Good goods come in small packages. She has the unique distinction of being one of the girls who always does just what she is supposed to do and is a constant source of delight to evervone. She possesses all the sincere qualities of a close friend. Her cheerful nature often brings much sunshine to the dull hours of study. Just keep smiling, Jobbie dear, and your life will be pleasant. 21 Marie Agnes Karmerze “Marie Classical Basketball Hockey “Duty never does .the shirk Nothing ever interjeres with work.” Have you ever visited the Lorraine Dining Room? Here you will see Mane faithful to the quotation we have chosen for her. Duty first, and pleasure after. What would happen if Marie did not keep us supplied with life savers? Every moment of the day they are needed. Marie is generosity personified. We are certain she will always have many friends for she is most forgetful of self, u We believe you are going to the State Teachers College for Health Education. Remember our best wishes follow you. 22 James Anthony Gallo “Zimmie” Scientific “Nothing is too difficult Jor his master mind.” Jim or “Zimmie” as he is better known by his classmates, hails from Toughkenamon. A fast eye, clear brain and real rapidity in working out Physics, Chemistry, Geometry, and other work have made him the best in the class. Nor is it all work and no play. Wherever fun is to be found there he is in the midst. He has a keen sense of humor that has made him enjoy every minute of his school life. He is also a victim of the Banjo, and he proves to us that it’s not as bad as it’s played up to be. May you be successful in the field of Engineering is your class- mates’ sincere wish. 23 DEMITO Charles Riley Guss 6 • 9 r USSIC Classical Organist Orchestra He was born with a gijt oj laughter ” Charles possesses a very genial disposition. He can be seen smiling practically under all circumstances, except one, and that is where there is any extraction of money. I suppose he doesn't want to wear out his wallet. If there is anything new you want to see in men's clothing just find Charles and he will have it on. It is our earnest wish that you achieve as great renown in future days as you have at your “Alma Mater.” 24 Dorothy Anne McFarlan “Dot Commercial Basketball Hockey “For Dot to Jrown we’ve yet to see A smile each day is given, so free.” Dot is a firm believer in laugh and grow fat.” Although she has tried everything to get thin, her good nature won’t let her lose one ounce of avoirdupois. We like you as you are, so please don’t change. In class work she holds a foremost place in Section A. Her hobby is typing and she hopes to spend her future days in making practical use of the keys. The class sends with you best wishes for success and happiness. 25 Margaret Anne Moynihan Margie” Classical Basketball Hockey Her smile is sunny, her laugh is gag, She’s happy all the livelong day.” Is it because of her last name that we find in her the outstand- ing trait of her race—WIT? On every occasion she is ready with a joke. Skies were never gray when Margie” was around. She’s everything we’d like to be—good in studies, clever in sports, and a splendid conversationalist. She is also somewhat of a ventriloquist, for when we think we’re doomed to fail in recitations, Margaret quickly comes to our aid. May you sail safely on the ocean of life. 26 Blase Joseph Giancola “Bennie Commercial “Foolery, sir, doth walk about the earth, like the sun, it shines everywhere.” “Bennie” looks very demure and innocent, but remember that looks are deceiving. He and “Ernie” are often found plotting some mischief towards an unfortunate classmate. “Bennie” gets all the fun out of life that he possibly can. His class spirit runs high. He is always eager to have 31 on the top. He does not belong to the Varsity, but is a hard worker in the inter-class games. At all games he is a rooter that will champion it to the last. Future days of joy, Bennie! 27 THE Frederick Henry Hickey “Freddie Classical Orchestra “The silsnt ones usually get things done.” After much thought we chose Freddie to express our last fare- well. We knew it would be a hard task so we selected a very hard worker. His solid earnestness and constant trying have earned for him the esteem and the respect of the class. Nor is it all work with him. Every athletic fete has found him a loyal supporter of the Blue and White. His humor has been timely, and no matter how trying a circumstance he has always exhibited a bright side. May success crown your efforts is what we asked the fates for you. 28 TO Mary Eunice Nolan “ 31 es hie Commercial Hockey “She’s what we’ve longed to find, A scholar and a pal combined.’’ Quiet, thoughtful, cheerful, and contented is one of the less voluble of our classmates. Probably one of the reasons why she doesn’t talk much is that she doesn’t have a chance. Mary is a girl on whom we all rely. She possesses class spirit to the Nth degree. Many times Mary would be asked if she had her home- work. Of course, the answer would always be in the affirmative and we would be the recipients of her good nature. Best of luck, Mary. 29 Helen Catherine O’Brien “Hobie Classical Orchestra Basketball Hockey “She does Utile kindnesses Which most leave undone, or disdain.’’ Helen has certainly risen to a great height. Not only in stature, hut within the hearts of her class mates. Each year we realized a little more just what she meant to us. She was a whirlwind at sports. We were sure of victory when we elected her as captain of our Hockey team. She was always ready wi th an outstretched helping hand, especially in her generous desire to give anyone a “lift.” May you be as successful in life as you were with the “long shots” on the floor. 30 Alice Marie Osborne “Alice Classical Hockey Very seldom does she speak And when she does she’s very meek.” We know the Sisters often wish we were all like Alice. We do not wonder at their wishing this, for the quotation aptly describes her. We have heard Alice say she would like to be a nurse. If her desire is fulfdled we are certain that many will find consolation frem her. Alice has been with us since her baby days and each 3 ear has bound the knot of friendship closer. May you be as pleasing to everyone as you have been to us. 31 Vincent Joseph Higgins “Vine” Commercial “Be not deceived, by his innocent appearance.” On first seeing “Vine” one would think him to be very timid and silent, but on further acquaintance it is found that looks are deceiving. His pleasant personality would insure his welcome anywhere, and at any time. He is always ready to take part in any fun or sport that involves a good time. He has taken part in all school activities, and assumes his share of responsibility to ad- vance their interests. Well, V inc, whatever work you pursue, may you come through crowned with success. Mary Patricia Powers “Pat' Commercial Basketball Hockey We’ve looked at Mary and .raid ‘sweet’ Others will took and they’ll repeat.’’ It was only when “Pat” told us that March seventeenth was her birthday, we realized the true significance of that day. Full of personality and pep Mary has steadily grown dearer to us each day. She is one of the best students in the class and hopes to con- tinue with her studies. May you maintain in your future course the same high grade you reached in St. Agnes High School. 33 Marie Elizabeth Sheller “Seller Commercial Basketball Hockey “QuietIt , studiously she finds her way Yet when there’s any Jun we find her so gay.” Marie has attended Saint Agnes School since her first school days and we have always found her a very good friend. She has always been an active member of the class and ready to do her share. If you look in the Monthly Calendar you can judge for yourself what type of student she is. In sports also Marie always did her part, especially as guard in basketball. We have been with you so long “Seller” that we hate to part. We sincerely hope that your future days will be as pleasant as your school days. 34 th: A (SMITHS Mark Francis McCue “Ted” Commercial Baseball “But as you know me all, A plain, blunt man.’’ This cheerful, easy going chap with a light heart and a merry smile has made many friends at St. Agnes. ou simply can t help liking him, for his beaming and fascinating smile would win you even if your heart were made of stone. Always ready to play a joke, Mark never became riled when it was the other fellows turn to laugh. He was selected to write the wit and humor for the year book, and do you wonder why? Just make his acquaintance and you will understand. He played outfield on the baseball team with much skill and ability. Keep on spreading sunshine, Mark, and life will be good to you. 35 Barbara Marie Springman “Barb Commercial Basketball Hockey Though she pursues a scholarly way She finds much Jun jrom day to day.” Both in scholastic and athletic achievements Barb is usually top notch. If you come to the Physics room at anytime she will tell you of things that have happened, things that will happen and things that will never happen. Her love of loquacity led her to dramatics and we saw to advantage her ability portrayed in “Pilate’s Daughter.” Of course, you knew this was why we chose her salutatorian. Barbara’s ambition is to be someone’s private secretary. We hope the employer is either a good listener or that his auditory nerves don’t function. We shudder to think of the days to come that will not always be brightened by her cheery presence. 3b David Charles Monaghan “Dave 1 f Scientific Basketball Baseball (Manager) “Like fhe waves oj the mighty deep Never gutel unless asleep. Here is a chap that was always thinking of some bright, witty joke to play on someone. Wherever he went, mischief was sure to follow. He must have even thought of pranks in his sleep. With a pleasing smile and forgiving heart he has won a place in the hearts of both the faculty and his classmates. In sports it was difficult to outclass him. ' As a basketball player he was fast and clever. And besides being manager of the baseball team, he was one of its expert twirlers. . We hope that some day he will be pitching in the big leagues. 37 to Mil TO Marjorie Anne Wendt “Marge Commercial Basketball Hock?y “Golden hair and sunny smile With our Margie all ihe while.” Marge joined us in our Junior Year. Since she came we have learned much about Michigan. It must be a very lovely place if all who come from there are like her. She certainly added another charming personage to our class. Her sunny smile chases the blues away and draw's a crowd of admiring friends. e were delighted to welcome you to our class, and though you may journey back to the shores of Michigan, you have a place in. (’ur hearts, and we shall always cherish the pleasant days spent w'lth you. Marge. May your future days be brimful of happiness! 38 Ernest Edward Orendorff a T? hrnie Commercial “Along the coot, sequestered i’ale oj lije He kept the noiseless tenor oj his s ay.” Placidly he goes his way. Nothing seems to rulfle him. The smile that you see in the picture is just what we have seen for four years. Mischief claims him as its champion. A clay never passes that he isn't up to some trick. If it is true that worry kills a person Ernest will live for a long, long time. His carefree, genial manner has made him very popular with the class of ’31. Best of luck, Ernie, we hope you never lose your happy smile. 39 Thomas Joseph White Commercial “Tommy Orchestra “The Jarmer homeward plods his weary way. Gray evidently did not have Tommy in mind when he wrote the above quotation, for if he did he would have said, the farmer homeward speeds his little Ford. Is there any reason why you don’t drive seventy-two, Tom? We re afraid you’re getting reck- less. We have heard many stories about the Ford, but the one we are particularly interested in is your Monday morning ride to Immaculata. Now we are convinced that he has kept many secrets from us, for judging from the number of patrons he received he must have hosts of friends. Best of luck, Tom, and may you attain success in life. 40 DEMITO Eleanor Anne Yarnall 4 Ellie � ) Commercial Hockey “The most man ijest sign oj wisdom is continued cheerjulness.” We envy Lenni for possessing such a type of girl. Her sunny smile and happy disposition have won our hearts. Since the Pas- sion Play she is better known as Leah, so realistically did she play her part. Her witch-like manner made us think that she certainly must be endowed with the gift of prophecy, so we chose her our prophetess. In studies she ranks among the best. May you be applauded for many successes in life as you’ve been applauded for excellency in general average. 41 The Inspirer of Youth— Knute Kenneth NUTE ROCKNE was born at Voss, Norway on March 4, 1888. His father came to the United States to exhibit his skill as a carriage maker at the Chicago World’s Fair. At this exhibit he won a medal, and he was so delighted with his success that he sent for his wife and children to come to America. When Knute attended high school and college he had to sup- port himself. He worked on a railroad in order to pay his tuition at Notre Dame. While here he won great praise for his clever foot- ball playing. He was one of the best, if not the best, ends that even represented Notre Dame on the gridiron. He had original ideas about football and when he became coach he was able to put them into practice unhampered. One of the best authorities on football says, “Rockne was a football genius. He was not only a great coach but a dynamic force that was able to turn mediocre material into an extraordinarily fine team.” He did not consider football just as a sport nor as a means of development of the body, but above all as a character builder. “Football,” he once said, “teaches a boy responsibility as a repre- sentative of his college; responsibility to his team mates and re- sponsibility in controlling his passions of fear, jealousy, and rash- ness. Football brings out the best there is in everyone.” The tremendous influence Rockne exerted over his players was at all times evidenced by their conduct on and off the field. This influence was not confined to the football field nor to the students of Notre Dame, but to the thousands of youths who heard of him through the papers or the radio. The lives of these youths were enriched for knowing him. Other American youths were made poorer because of his tragic death on March 21, 1931. Rockne was a man’s man and particularly a boy’s man with a remarkable insight into the aspirations of youth. No one could meet him, see him or hear him that they were not inspired by him. As a coach and man he was loved and respected by everyone. His good sportsmanship, his sense of fairness, and his ability as a coach were acknowledged by all who came in contact with him. Charles A. Robinson, ’31. 42 TM Latin in the High School ATIN is the hug-bear of the average High School student. It is something to he avoided, looked upon with distaste, and finished with as quickly as possible. No thought is given to the future advantages of at least a rudimentary knowledge of this language. It is helpful in learning, not only hnglish Grammar, hut also the grammatical con- struction of other modern languages. Indeed the Romance Lan- guages are all based upon Latin, and are direct derivations of this tongue. I'm sure that among the majority of High School graduates, there is not one who has not at some time been glad that he remem- bered at least a little of his High School Latin, for even the modern novels contain an occasional Latin phrase. This language has become indispensable in the medical and scientific worlds, and even those who have no intention of entering these fields will find quite a frequent use for their knowledge of the Latin tongue. The study of Latin should be encouraged in High Schools, especially those of the United States, for, paradoxically speaking, it will be useful to those who will never use it. 43 Alsiam The First Year of the Qatholic Hour HROUGH the courtesy of the National Broadcasting Company, there was begun on March 2, 1930, a broadcast of Catholic religious programs which have continued every Sunday night since that date. The one great aim of this broadcast has been to represent worthily and to represent accurately the teaching of the Catholic Church. The Catholic broadcast is known as the “Catholic Hour.” It met with instant favor and although it was begun over a network of twenty-four stations, this number rapidly increased until today it is broadcast over forty-five stations. The programs being broad- cast each Sunday are not only interesting but are particularly helpful in a spiritual way. The result has been to disarm prejudice and to create in the non-Catholic mind an entirely new impression with regard to Catholic beliefs. Acknowledgment of deep obligation is made to the National Broadcasting Company for the splendid co-operation received in the preparation of this enterprise and in carrying it out, and for the free use of their broadcasting facilities. The program of February 22, 1931 marked the close of the first year of the Catholic Hour, and it is now being continued with increasing success and support. The Pope’s T{adio -Address N THE morning of February 12, for the first time in his- tory the voice of the Primate of the Catholic Church was heard throughout the world. The inspiring utterance of the Holy Father was received with the greatest joy and gratitude by millions of Catholics for whom the Pope’s message had a particular significance, and was also heard with respect and attention by those outside the Church. It was highly appropriate that the Pope’s address was preceded by a brief introduction in Italian by Marconi, whose inventive genius made this event possible. The Holy Father’s plea voiced from the seat of Mother Church of Christendom, for peace evoked expressions of commendation everywhere. Editors of secular newspapers lauded the progressive- ness of the Pontiff in taking advantage of the utility of the radio 44 and praised his message as a powerful stimulus to world-wide con- cord in Christianity. The Pope, in his second address at the Pontifical Academy of Science, commended the perfection of the radio. In his own words, it “serves the glory of God, and the efficacy of spreading salvation to all souls. In this great privilege we shall rejoice continually.’’ Teaching Poles OR many years the two ends of the earth have been the goals of many explorers. Some of them have never come back, but have found an icy grave there. Those who have come back have become famous. The record of these explorations is a series of tragedies, that are the more heart-rending because so many of them are inexplicable. Many expeditions have disappeared without a trace. Ships have been swallowed up in seas that seemed serene and peaceful. Men have starved to death alongside of food that looked wholesome. In July, 1897, Dr. Solomon Andree, a Swedish scientist started for the North Pole in a balloon. He never returned. The mystery was solved last summer, when his camp was accidentally found by a party of explorers. Today, even though we have the airplane and the dirigible, the Northern seas have shown that they are still conquerors. In 1928, the dirigible carrying the Nobile expedition was wrecked by a coating of ice. Five men landed, were located by airplane and rescued. Six others were carried into the land of the unknown. The Byrd expedition was fortunate in having for help, the aids of aviation, radio, and aerial photography. Yet even then they did not escape mishap. For some time certain of the men were isolated from their fellows by a forced landing. But in spite of these tragedies, the fascination that the ends of the earth hold for explorers will continue to draw them, some to their doom, others to greater glory and renown. James A. Gallo, ’31 Mary P. Powers, ’31 45 Salutatory HE dignity of the event which occasions our gathering here today, makes it difficult for us to express our greeting in terms commensurate with its importance. In the I presence of those who love and befriend us, our hearts overflow with affection and gratitude, and the welcome 3j that we extend you is the sincere and simple welcome of devoted children. We ask you, then, Reverend Fathers, Sisters, Parents, and Friends, to condone any lack of stately language, and to perceive only the strong sentiment that underlies our words. It will not be till some future time that we shall come to a full realization of the import of this great day, yet you are already aware of its true significance. For four years you have been looking forward to this very day. During that time you have watched us, guided us, helped us, done everything in your power to speed the development which you now see consummated. Only now are we beginning to visualize the true effects of your foresight and the resultant responsibility placed upon us. During the past four years we have been as a plastic mass in the hands of a great artist, a mass that once set in its ultimate shape will forever reflect the genius of its maker. And now as we gaze in retrospect, how vividly we recall the patient care with which we were fashioned according to the lofty principles of Catholic 47 education. No pain was spared, no resources left untried in this careful and gradual development. Our welfare was the one all- consuming thought in your minds. Mindful, therefore, of your great solicitude, we most earnestly hope that you see in us some of the tracing of the mold in which we have been shaped. To you, our loving and generous benefactors, we are immeasur- ably indebted for all that we are. You have placed us on the broad threshold of life and indicated the surest path. As the realization of all this gradually impresses itself upon us, we feel even less able to give voice to the genuine emotions that well up within us. Being conscious of this, we shall have to let our accomplishments in the forthcoming years speak the eloquence which fails us here. Classmates of '31, we are only a small addition to the Alumni of our beloved school. Let us, therefore, being mindful of the soundness of the principles inculcated in us, strive for even greater heights than those who have preceded us. Barbara M. Springman, ’31. The Silver Screen Once A Sinner........... The Sap From Syracuse. . No L im it.............. Sunny................... Hell’s Angels........... The Delightful Rogue. . . . Hook, Line, and Sinker. . Derelicts................ A Devil with IFomen...... Going Wild.............. Lightnin’................ Only Saps Work.......... Remote Control.......... The Easiest Way.......... Kismet.................. The Playboy oj Paris. . . . The Criminal Code....... Song 0' Aly Heart....... Little Caesar........... Gold-Diggers oj Broadway The Last Parade......... One Heavenly Night....... ...........Freddy Hickey .............Charles Daly ..........Dave Monaghan ........Catherine Finegan ..............Senior Boys ............Harry Ancone .................Excuses St. Agnes Basketball Team ..........Vincent Higgins ......................Gym ..........Ernie Orendorff .........Charles Robinson ...........Chemistry Lab .......Out the Front Door ............Examinations ...........,..Ted McCue .............Stenography .........The School Song ..........Bennie Giancola ..............Senior Girls ..............Graduation ..........Our Last Social Marie F. Brown, ’31 48 E THE people of the Unite:! States, in order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic tranquility, provide for the common defense, promote the general welfare, and secure the blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.” ards of the Preamble of the Constitution tell exactly why this group of laws was drawn up. The Virginia delegates had carefully put forth a form of govern- ment which had been drawn up by Madison. It provided for a complete change of government, for the foundation of a federal union, with three coordinate branches, a legislative, an executive, and a judicial. Most important of all it provided that the individual and not the state would be directly responsible to the general government. This Virginia Plan after many modifications became the Constitution of the United States. No part of our Constitution was more earnestly and honestly considered than the method of-electing the President, and no part of it is now carried out with such utter disregard of the spirit and intention of the framers. It was intended that the electors use their discretion in choos- ing a President, but as the people grew more intelligent and divided into political parties, they took the business of electing a president into their own hands, although they retained the electoral college, merely to carry out the letter of the law. The Constitution of the United States is by far the most im- portant production of its kind. Never before in the history of man had a government struck so fine a balance between liberty and union, between state rights and national sovereignty. A century of experience was needed to adjust the details of this problem and bring it to its present solution. But the whole substructure of our national edifice was laid at Philadelphia in 1787. 49 It is interesting to notice the origin of a few features of the Constitution. From the Constitution of Maryland we have a small senate with a long term of service, and the idea of an electoral college for choosing a President and Vice-President; from the Con- stitution of New York, the periodic readjustment of the represent .- tion after each census, and the Vice-President’s duty to preside over the Senate and to vote in case of a tie. From the Constitution of Massachusetts were derived the powers and duties of the two houses with respect to impeachment. We find in the Constitution a few features original wi th the framers, such as the isolated position of the President, the basing of representation on population, and many minor details. But, on the whole, this document was compiled, and was not an original production. The Constitution differs from the Articles of Confederation chiefly in withholding from the states, and vesting in the national government, powers, the exercise of which pertains to the whole people; to coin money, to declare war, to deal with foreign nations, and to lay a tariff. One of the most important clauses in the Constitution is the supreme laws’’ clause, by which the Supreme Court came to exer- cise the power to interpret the Constitution to pronounce upon the righteousness of the legislative branch of the government. A remarkable power, enjoyed by no other judicial body in the world. The great work of the convention was completed, and the document was signed by thirty-nine delegates on the seventeenth of September. It did not fully meet the ideas of any one; each had yielded his conviction at some point. But it was believed to fce th; best attainable at the time. After providing for amending the Constitution, and for its going into operation when nine states should ratify it, the delegates sent it to Congress then sitting in New York, that body sent it forth to the various states without a word of approval or disap- proval. And while the Constitution was practically made by the people, to them it is given to stand by the Constitution, maintain- ing its principles of union and liberty, of justice, of domestic tran- quility, of common defense, and of the general welfare. To conclude, in the language of Judge Story— If, upon close survey of all the powers given by the Constitu- tion, and all the guards upon their exercise, we shall perceive still stronger inducement to fortify this conclusion and to increase our confidence in the Constitution, may we not justly hope that every honest American will concur in the dying expression of Father Paul, ‘May it be perpetual.’ ” Esto Perpetual Margaret A. Moynihan, ’31. 50 The PMantuan Poet “I salute thee, Mantovano, I who hold thee since my days began Wielder oj the stateliest measure Ewer moulded by the lips oj man.” S LORD TENNYSON saluted Publius Vergilius Maro, the Mantuan poet, on the nineteenth centenary of his death, so do vve on this, the twentieth centenary pay tribute to the life and works of this poet of all ages. Publius Vergilius Maro was born on a farm along the banks of the Mincio in the district of Andes, and near the town of Mantua on October 15, 70 B. C. His early associations were the slow windings of the Mincio, its green banks and the rich pastures of the country side which are so beautifully expressed in the Eco- logues. When the poet was sixteen he received the “toga viriles,’’ a sign that he had reached manhood. At the same time he was sent to Milan to pursue his studies until he would go to Rome in 53 B. C. Here he studied philosophy under Siron, the Epicurian, and rhetoric under Eoidius who was teacher of the future em 'eror, Octavianus. During this period of study his literary career began. In 42 B. C. he published the Bucolics, which exhibit a literary type nowhere else exemplified in classical Latin literature. The Eco- logues, separate selections of the Bucolics, breathe a breath of soring flowers, birds, trees, brooks, and stars. They are among the most beautiful of all idyllic poems. These poems really gained for him the reputation of a poet and gave him a place among the most cultivated Romans. After the publication of the Ecologues Vergil went to Naples. While here he composed the Georgies, a poetical treatise on farm- ing. Addison says that this poem may be regarded as the most perfect poem. He spent seven years in writing this work and then he entered upon a task which had been a long-cherished desire of his life—a work describing the origin and the founding of the Roman race. This desire was completed in the Aeneid. Vergil spent eleven years on this task, and had not finished it when he was called to his reward. Thus the Aeneid, like some of the great sculptures of Michael Angelo, was left with some parts in the rough. Nevertheless, our interest is greater because these unfinished parts show us the hand in the act of creation. When the poet was dying he ordered that this work be burned; but Augustus for whom he had written the poem would not permit this command to be executed, and thus saved for the world the most majestic of the three greatest epics. 51 Vergil is admired as much to-day as he was when, hiding from an eager mob, he trod the streets of Rome. He is admired because what he loved he loved with his whole soul, his whole strength, and his whole mind; and because he created an epic of human life, though pagan, an epic placed above the Odyssey of Homer. For all the centuries school-boys and more mature minds have studied the Aeneid. It stands nearly in the same relation to all pre-existing literature as does Paradise Lost. It has always been regarded as the best and noblest of all the poetic productions of all literature. So great has Vergil's influence been that Dante, the great Italian poet, ascribes to him whatever excellence he has attained in his beauty of style; and in gratitude he wrote one of the noblest eulogies ever written by any poet about another poet— Glori and light oj all the tunejul train! ■ Hag it avail me that I tong with zeal Have sought Ihg volume, and with love immense I lave conned it o’er, .tig Alaster, thou, and guide! I hoti he.Jrom whom atone have derived That stgle which Jrom its bcautg into jame Exalts me.” William T. Johnson, ’32. Our Song Hook The Peanut l ender. . . ... . . . ......................Ted McCue hen 1 our Ilatr lias I urned lo Stiver.........Alarv Powers I !ue Again ■ • .........•.........................Report Day 1 arade oj the I! ooden Soldiers................Armistice Dav Something to Remember You By.....................The Diploma The Sleepy town Express........................Ernie Orendorff An Old 1 ash toned Girl...........................Alarv Riolan } ou re 1 he One I Care For.......................T he Faculty Just a Gigolo..........................................Charles Guss Aly Ideal..................................................John Clark Sweetheart oj Aly Student Days.............................The Pony I m } ours.............................................Lessons I'm Alone Because I Love You...... .........Three H ours Study Jhree Little Words........................“Stop That Talking” 1 ears. ............................................Graduation l ours and Aline........................High School Memories Oirl....................................Marie Brown allcin i j Baby Bach I Ionic.......................Al irv Mtistcrson 1 he lime William Johnson Aly Secret Passion.......................................Latin Dorothy McFarlan, '31 52 XJaledictory () ME has been accorded the honor of expressing for my Classmates the thoughts that strive for utterance as they say Farewell. ‘This day for us is filled to overflowing with emotion and sentiment. We are seated, as it were, before a magic film that flashes before our minds’ eye in endless succession and variation the myriad scenes and happenings past four years. Yet, even as the pictures speed on, we catch occasional glimpses of the sterner life on whose threshold we now stand. In the same proportions as these glimpses recur with greater frequency, so we are impelled with the desire to recall all that is past and fix it forever in our memories. During our brief sojourn under the protecting guidance of our Alma Mater, we have grown to love her for the true mother she is. All the multitude of little incidents of the daily routine, some so slight as to be quite forgotten soon after they happened, all the scattered moments of happiness, the eagerly sought rewards, the kindly admonitions—these are the mighty cords that bind our hearts forever to St. Agnes'. This affection, this close attachment of which I speak has always been real and personal. Our beloved Pastor, Father Schuyler, the dominating influence of our school, has always maintained close personal touch with everyone and with everything connected with our school life. hat diligent search could reveal a friend so true, so generous? No matter what the problem that confronted us, we could place implicit reliance on his findings. Unselfish, benign, and fatherly, he will always remain our ideal and our inspiration. And these kind Sisters, whose noble lives have exerted such of the 55 goodly influence on our own 1 H ow tirelessly and efficiently have they labored to infuse into our minds the priceless gifts of learning. I heirs has been the task of helping us forge the weapons for the great battle of life. May the passing years attest to the success wi th which we use them. For you, dear Parents, our hearts throb with increasing love. Who shall extol, yea, who will ever know the sacrifices vou have offered and the privations you have endured for us. Now we are ready to take up the burden, eager to ease the weight of responsi- bility that lies upon your shoulders. As we try to analyze our feelings at such a time as this, we discover a mighty force drawing us to one another and to our school. On first entering our High School we were scarcely conscious of any attachment at all, but now we feel the magnetism throughout our beings. What is this attachment? Whence has it sprung? The answer to this is not surprising. It is the inevitable result of close and harmonious association. Wearied as we have been at times with cudgeling our brains to retain the daily lesson, we have seen our enthusiasm kindled anew by a gentle word of courage or a timely pleasantry. All our activities have been shot through with the same spirit of loyalty and goodwill. 1 he four years that are now drawn to a close have set on us a stamp destined to endure throughout our lives. No matter how great or how obscure the nature of our future accomplishments, throughout them all will be seen the even, steady glow of that imperishable light, our Catholic education. Let us not, therefore, dear Classmates, feel undue uneasiness at the thought of the new life we are about to enter upon. Success is not attained by placing inordinate emphasis on a single activity of life. Real success is as we have always pictured it in the light of the precepts assimilated in our four years of High School. The spirit and industry wi th which we apply ourselves to the small realities of life are the only accurate measures of success. Classmates, what a sadness overwhelms us at the termination of such a happy epoch, a most impressionable period of our lives. To our school we are deeply grateful for having imbued our minds with the flawless principles of true Catholic education. And if, as we plod along Life's pathway, we would retain as a stimulant for wearied minds the remembrance of these days, we have only to recall the profound thought so beautifully, yet so simply expressed in our motto— In Minimis Fidelis. Frederick H. Hickey, ’31. 54 Qhemistry in the Hornet Time—Present. Place—The small dining room of the Wanton home. A table in the corner of a room is set for lunch. The mother is waiting for the children to come from school. Characters Mrs. Wanton............ Ted Wanton............. Helen Wanton........... Dick Wanton............ Betty Wanton........... Tommy Tucker........... Dr. Doolittle.......... ..........The Mother . . . .Chemistry Student . .High School Student .....Younger Brother ........Younger Sister ...........1'he Baby The Family Physician Dick (peeping in the oven)— Oh! look Betty, we're going to have muffins for dinner!” Betty— I do wish Ted and Helen would hurry home. They al- ways keep us late. I bet Ted is in that chemistry lab a—but here they are.” Ma— Don’t wait for me children, I must give Tommy Tucker his bottle.” Dick— Say, Ted, what did you do in the Lab to-day? I suppose you made a lot of that smelly gas and us kids will have to freeze this afternoon because the teacher will want all the windows open. Don’t be tryin’ any of those ‘speriments around here.” Ted— We made oxygen this morning, the way Lavoisier did. You know’ he was one of the most famous chemists the world has ever known. Everyone should know—” Dick— O, bunk! Don’t start preaching about your scientists. I don’t see why you want to study a dumb subject like Chem- istry.” Ted— Well, I do. Someday—(Jfa enters). Say, Ma, I took a little piece of that flannel you bought the other day. Do you remember that the man told you it was all wool?” Ma— Yes. I just wonder if it is?” Ted— You don’t have to wonder any longer, Ma, it isn't. I tested it and found that it was half cotton.” Dick— Gee! How could you tell that?” 55 Ted {very much sophisticated)—It was very simple. I warmed the flannel in a sodium hydroxide solution and immediately the % 4 wool was dissolved and the cotton was left.” Ma—“Is it possible that he cheated me? I’m going to take that back to the store. I ll tell him about your speriment.” Helen—“I’m glad you're doing some good in that lab.’’ Ted—“By the way, Nell, I tested some of that freckle cream you %.r w w % intend using before you go to the Junior Prom. Take my advice and don't use it. It is full of mercury. It will not only %S remove the freckles but the skin also.” Ma (calling from the third floor)—“Run to the porch, Helen, and see what’s the matter with the baby.” Helen (returning)—“Ma, the baby has stopped crying, but he’s acting awfully strange, and he drank only half his bottle. Arc you sure you diluted it? The hot water is still standing on the stove.” Ma (rushing down stainr)—“Why, Helen, I used the water in that saucepan on the table.” Helen—“Oh, Ma! Wasn’t that the one that Dad used for the corrosive sublimate that he is going to use in the hen house?” Ma—“W hy the package of corrosive sublimate was marked poison.” Helen—“Yes, but not the solution that I'm sure he left it on the table.” Dad fixed this morning. Ma—“Run and get the doctor. I’m afraid I’ve poisoned my baby.” Ted—“Don’t worry, Ma, I'll tell you in a minute. Betty, get the pans, and I ’ll get the chemicals from the shed.” Ted (returning with the chemicals)—“I’ll pour a little hydrogen sulphite into both pans. The one that turns black contains corrosive sublimate.” Betty—“Oh, good! neither is turning black.” Dick (running in from the arm)—“What’s up? You should see those hens scatter when Dad used that stuff.” Helen—“Did you take that pan off the table?” Dick—“Sure. Why?” Ma—“I m so glad, for now I’m certain Ted is right. It was water that I used.” Doctor (enters). Ma—“F m so sorry I brought you here. I thought I poisoned Tom 56 my Tucker, but Ted who is studying chemistry has discovered by his ‘sperimentin’ that I didn’t put poison in the milk. Doctor—{turning to the hero) “Well, lad, even Dick will agree wi th me that a knowledge of chemistry is most useful, even in the home.” Curtain Margaret A. Moynihan, ’31. We Wonder What Marjorie Wendt would look like with dark hair. Why Marie Karmerze likes Chemistry. How Catherine White would look with a boyish-bob. If Cackv Finegan would catch a cold without her necklace. Why John Farrelly never cracks a joke. If Helen O’Brien ever rode in a Dodge. Why Mary Masterson plays Miniature Golf on Friday nights. Why Harriet is always in a hurry after the 8:30 Mass on Sun- days. What attraction Hammond’s holds for the Senior boys. Why Tom White blushes. Why Mike doesn’t mind riding on trolley cars. Why James Gallo says that he can drive from Kennett to West Chester blindfolded. Why Harry Ancone likes to take wa Iks. Why Marge Moynihan likes to drive a Ford. How many times a day Mary Collins combs her hair. If anyone ever saw Ted McCue in a hurry. Why Bennie hasn’t a violin. What Mary Jobson and Vine Higgins will look like when they grow up. Why Alice Osborne and Marie Brown go “up town” so often. If any of Gussie s ancestors were Scotch. How M ary Nolan can make such a nice knot. Why Eleanor acts the part of “Leah” so realistically. Why Mary Powers has gray hair. Why it takes Shape so long to go to the Bank every day. Why Dave likes to argue. If Robbie ever rode in a Studebaker. How Freddy Hickey would look in knickers and a bow tie. Why Mary Fritz goes away every Sunday night. Why Marie Sheller makes such nice faces. Why Dot McFarlan likes to sit in a certain place in the typing- room. 57 Mary Fritz, ’31 Qlass History WOULD I had some magic power To do fair justice in this hour. It matters not how much I try, There’s hound to he some thing slip by. And really, with a Class like this No single thing you ought to miss. ■Jut I wi ci the best I can, The past four years I’ll closely scan. So Parents, Friends, and Schoolmates, hear Our glorious History, year by year. Four years ago in bright September, The dav I very well remember, ’Twas then set sail our little bark With thirty-six in it to start. We started out with lots of noise, For seventeen of us were boys, The girls were then, as now you see. As shy as ever they could be. Our High School life seemed very strange. Things underwent so great a change. To tell the truth, I think for davs We walked around all in a daze. We always had to bear in mind A host of things of every kind. For instance, (just to name a few,) “Take all your books along with you.” Now, we were so unused to this That there were some we’d alwavs miss, 4 And we were sure to meet our doom For books left in “the other room.” And then, dear me! the change of class Was agony to lad and lass. For when we felt just settled so. The bell announced the time to go. By now, we were so much perplexed We couldn’t think what class was next, Then some kind soul a schedule found. And quickly passed the word around. We felt, sometimes, so out of place That blushes covered every face. But true, indeed, it can be said. Our look of “Greenness” we soon shed. 60 The Seniors warned that we d he hazed. But not a one of us was phased. And so, Initiation Day Found us quite ready for the fray. And everything they told us to, We did without much more ado. And after this event had passed, We felt, indeed, full-fledged at last. The hoys went out for Basketball, The very day they heard the call, They didn't make so grand a show. But Freshmen never do, you know. On Court and Field the girls had sport And athletes proved of better sort, Each one a splendid fight put up To gain possession of the Cups. Next, Mid-Years came, as come they must, That was a time when all were fussed, And I might say that wistful looks Were cast upon the now-closed hooks. And many were the weary hearts That dreaded much the ordeal—“Marks.” Somehow, we managed to survive. On thrills like this we seemed to thrive. Then, Easter came and quicklv went, And M ay- n ay was the next event, A day whose mem’ry grows more dear As time goes on from year to year. And then once more the same sad tale. Exams, exams,—they never fail; But those of us with eightv-five Were quite the happiest ones alive. For you can judge how much it meant To find oneself from these exempt. And so the davs did swiftlv flv. We hardly noticed them slip hv, Till lo! one day we woke to find We’d left our Freshmen days behind! 61 DEMITO As Sophomores, next, I must confess Our clays were filled with happiness. We seemed in some strange way to be Much more at home than formerly. Between our many Freshmen fears, And trials of Junior-Senior years. We lived a life without event. The very picture of content. The days of Hockev came once more %y % And Basketball, just as before. We followed quite the same routine, And nothing startling marred the scene. The things that claimed our time last year Began again to re-appear. And so, in very peaceful wise, To Sophomore days we said Good-byes. When we returned to school once more, Our thirty-six was minus four, The Junior Year was ushered in And we got started with a vim. The school was altered, we had found. And everything was changed around, A sewing room we now did have And also quite a Physics Lab. We noticed also, one thing more, A brand new number on each door. The first thing that we had to do Was choose the Course we wanted to, And everyone, perhaps, now knows That seventeen Commercial chose; And of the fifteen that remained The Scientific, seven claimed. So that left eight, as you can see, Who Classical would rather be. With that great problem off our mind, Once more we settled to the grind. This year two great events stand out, No more I’ve time to talk about. We chose our Class Pins one fine day, The best ones yet, we’re proud to say; And then, for Officers to select. This famous Class in the Library met. 62 For President, Charles Robinson Took every vote, he missed not one. The second place, Vice-President, Right straight to Charlie Daly went. And then, to share things up a bit. We chose two girls, as we saw fit. The Treasurer was next proclaimed And Mary Masterson was named. For Secretary we agreed That Harriet Joyce should do the deed. But one thing more I’ll mention yet, A thing which we cannot forget— Our Banquet to the Senior Class Delighted every lad and lass. The lunch-room in the basement here Like some fair garden did appear, ’Mid song and laughter all the day. The happy hours passed away. And then, in just a few days more. Our Junior Year—it, too, was o’er. Our feelings couldn’t be described When that first Senior day arrived. It gave us such a glorious thrill That its effects are with us still. Now fourteen strong the boys returned. The girls were minus one, we learned. That made the Class of ’31, To, also, number thirty-one. Well, when this year got under way. It seemed ’twas something new each day. We never yet more proud have been. Than when we started leading Gym. The Freshies, Sophomores, Juniors—all. Stood ready at our beck and call. But first of all important things Was surely choosing our new rings. Now this indeed was one event That caused a lot of argument. We reached agreement finally. And chose the best one that could be. 63 EMYY And then came sports, and Essay time. Exams, of course, right in the line. And speaking of Exams, we ll bet That none will pass the mark we set; For we are proud to say, indeed, James Gallo s average takes the lead. And so, at last, there came the day We staged our wondrous Passion Play. With due respect to former years, (W e say without the slightest fears) That Pilate’s Daughter” was the best— The truth of this you can attest. At length we reached Agnita time, Resolved our efforts to combine, That we might make a book so rare, That nothing with it could compare. We think, of course, we did succeed, And you can prove it, if you ’ll read. Our time was growing oh! so short Our little bark was nearing port. The days so very quickly passed We reached the very end at last. The Junior Banquet—then Farewell To all these scenes we love so well. There’s one day left before we go. It makes us sad to think it’s so, Tomorrow morn this famous Class, Will kneel again at Holy Mass; We ll beg God’s blessing with us stay. And Mary’s smile to light our way. And then.......when falls the evening shades Our school life into memory fades. Harriet M. Joyce, ’31. 64 HAPPY task is mine today. And many things are mine to say. I’m here, you know, to prophesy A wondrous tale, indeed, have I. So list intent while I unfold The secrets that our futures hold. I'll start right off, and Number one, I’ll tell you of Charles Robinson. (But first of all, let me explain Class President’s more than just a name!) Well, he performed his task so well. His future’s easy to foretell. It won’t be long, just wait and see Right in the White House he will be. Perhaps you have already guessed Whose future 1 11 unfold next, Charles Daly, world-renowned will be For research work in Chemistry. Of course, you re not surprised at this. For that s one class he wouldn t miss. 65 A banjo and a violin, Along with Harry and our Jim, And here you’ll have in days to come The Troubadours of 31. On Sunday, then, at 2 P. At. With Roxy’s Gang you'll, too, hear them. Now next is one whom Sports will claim Both far and wide will spread her fame, All other stars will cease to shout She’ll turn ther records inside out. Oh! yes, it s Mary Masterson I mean, She’s not as shy as she might seem. And right in here, I might just say I hat Harriet, too, will shine some day, 'I hough Melba’s voice, indeed, is stilled. Her place by Harriet will be filled; And that’s not all—this little Miss Will be her own accompanist. Now Fortune favors some more fair I his Class will have one millionaire. And who do you suppose ’twill be? None other than our friend—“Ernie.” I he secret of it all, now hear— His book, “How Troubles Disappear.” I’ll ask you now to come with me Io New York’s University, And there behold a startling scene. Our Mark AIcCue in sternest mien. Professor, yes indeed, he’ll be A teacher of Stenography. And speaking of Professors, wise, I wo others will assume this guise. The first is Catherine Finegan Now guess the other, if you can. Yes, sure enough, right in the line You’ll see the other—Helen O’Brien. Beside their names they’ll write A.B. And both will teach French History. 66 TIHI The next fair lass, Miss Dorothy, This town’s celebrity will be; While others, city lights prefer. West Chester’s good enough for her. She ’ 11 write all day, let it be said. The glory of her town to spread. Fred Hickey, here, and Charlie Guss, Will very soon be leaving us. In Hollywood their fortunes lie They’ll make the “Talkies” by and by. There’s not the least of doubt at all That all the girls for them will fall. One more shall turn to Hollywood You’ll never guess, you never could. But there you’ll see a shop “The Ritz” Presided over by Mary Fritz. 1 here all the styles from gay Paris You 11 find in grand variety. Now, what I’m going to say of “Pat” Is very sad—no doubt of that; Believe it, if at all you can But she’ll not marry any man. The roses from her cheeks will fade And she’ll be still just an Old Maid. And that reminds me now to speak Of two, who 11 Bachelors’ Quarters keep. The one is “Dave, the other “Mike” Wh o never did the ladies like. Well, these two lads will spend their days In adding glory to the A’s. And now, as you no doubt expect. Fair Lenni’s daughters are the next. I’ll tell you now of two of them And of the third you'll hear again. The two, who both are Alary named Will surely make their home town famed. You’ll find them where the need is most As Red C ross Nurses, at their post. Twould be a very sad mistake If Fate their paths should separate. 67 To some far distant western town I'll take you now to see Marie Brown She’ll join a famous Company And sing in Musical Comedy If you’ve not heard her yet, please do For there’s a treat in store for you. It might seem strange, but yet it's true. The tale I’ll tell of these next two. Please note it well—two surest bets— For Alice and “Barb” will be Suffragettes. And here I repeat the same old surprise, The shyest do often prove quite otherewis. Our “Bennie” here won’t go so far. He’ll be a member of the Bar, He’ll hear complaints from Youth and Age And hand decisions like a sage. His fair Stenog indeed will be The one we call (for short)—“Margie.” Fair Margaret, who’s from Kennett Square, Will not remain long over there; For just as soon as it is meet. She’ll shake its dust right off her feet And you will see her name some day Emblazoned on the Great White Way. A Doctor, too, this Class shall see, And he will be John Farrelly, He’ll cure your small and greatest ills With his own special kind of pills. A member of the Sheller Clan Will help him out as best she can. Marie, of course, a Nurse will be. Employed by Doctor Farrelly. Some day this town with great delight Will welcome the firm of “Higgins White.” And if you’d learn just how to dance. Be sure to give these two a chance. No others better can impart Instructions in this graceful art. 68 TM And last, not least. I’ll tell to you Marie Karmerze’s future, too. She’ll open up a first class Gym And fame and fortune she will win. For as a teacher, never fear. She’ll always be without a peer. And now, I think, my task is done. I’ve told of each and every one. As for myself—no matter makes, I’ll trust my fortune to the Fates. And for you all, I wish today A future ever bright and gay. Eleanor A. Yarnall, ’31. What Would Happen If Joe Kelly and “Load” Corcoran ever shaved. If Charlie Robinson lost his Permanent Wave. If John Farrelly failed to crack a joke. If the School got a holiday. If the Sisters missed something. If Jim Gallo quit snorking. If Doyle wasn’t reprimanded at least once a day. If Tom White’s Ford stalled en route to Immaculata. If Catherine Finegan couldn’t prompt in class. If Mary Masterson forgot to collect dues. If Mark McCue stayed out of mischief. If Dave couldn’t pitch. If Mary Powers couldn’t alibi. If Barbara Springman missed her “spots.” If hats were left unmolested in the closet. If the Chemistry Lab didn’t have several windows. If Bennie Giancola lost his speech. If Ernie Orendorff lost his school-girl complexion. If Charles Guss couldn’t talk to the girls. If Charles Daly got lost on Walnut Street. Marie Sheller, ’31. Alice Osborne, ’31. 69 ' E, the Class of 31, of Saint Agnes High School, realizing f), that on the fourteenth day of June, nineteen hundred and I thirty-one, we will leave the portals of our beloved school, do hereby declare and publish this, our Last Will and Testament. By this we solemnly decree all preceding | J| wills null and void. 1— To Father Schuyler: We leave our support in all his undertakings, and grati- tude for his never ending interest for our welfare. 2— To the Assistant Priests: We leave our best wishes for a successful season in sports. 3— To the Sisters: (a) We leave a well-merited vacation after their strenu- ous work. (b) We leave our appreciation and heartfelt thanks for their careful guidance and untiring efforts. d—To our Successors and Heirs forever: (a) We leave your athletic endeavors under the direction of our beloved Priests. (b) We leave your scholastic undertakings under the guidance of our devoted Faculty. (c) We leave your social events and hours of study to be regulated by law. 70 5— To our baby brothers and sisters, the Freshmen: We bequeath the Gallic Wars of Caesar. 6— To the Sophomores: We extend a wish that you will acquire a little sense. 7— To our immediate successors the Juniors: (a) We will our title “Seniors.” (b) Reluctantly we leave all the conveniences that we have been recipients of during our stay at Saint Agnes. (c) We leave our success in Athletics, and we hope you succeed as well. 8—To the individual members of the Junior Class we make the following special bequests: I o John J. Corcoran, Charles Robinson’s marcel wave. I o Helen Carey, Marie Sheller’s weird distortions of her face. T o Marguerite Finegan, Margaret Movnihan’s frizzes. To J oseph Kelly, James Gallo’s mathematical ability and Vincent Higgins’ freckles. To Elena Beltramo, Catherine Finegan’s rotundity and Harriet Joyce’s double chin. To Anna Daly, Mary Masterson’s pleas for dues, and Dorothy McFa rlan’s pugilistic manner. 1 o Mary Collins, Alice Osborne’s calm disposition and Eleanor Yarnall’s endeavor to please everyone. To Francis Holman, Henry Ancone’s jigging. Io John Corcoran alias “Load, Alark AlcCue’s peppy walk. To Alary Aladonna, Alarie Karmerze’s excess weight. To Alary Hughes, Frederick Hickey’s rules for riding, also M arie Brown’s hysterics. To Alary Ironside, Alary Powers’ and Marjorie Wendt’s floor wa Iking antics. I o Richard Griswold, Charles Guss collegiate clothes and hen- pecked disposition. Io Dorothy Howe, Helen 0 Brien’s desk and Barbara Spring- man’s loquacity. I o Esther Di Stefano, Alary Fritz’s smile. 71 To Richard Donnelly, Tom White’s fascinating way with the “fair sex” and John Farrelly’s jesting. To William Moore, Bennie Giancola’s power to grunt. To Kathryn Quill, Mary Nolan’s and Mary Jobson’s devotion to study. To Charles Travis, Michael Doyle’s sleek hair. To Philip Kelleher, Charles Daly’s endeavors to blow up the Chemistry Lab. To John Loftus, Ernest Orendorffs rest cure. To William Johnson, David Monaghan’s delight in utilizing every spare moment for study. We hereby name as executors to this, the Last Will and Testa- ment of the Class of Nineteen Hundred and Thirty-one, the Faculty of Saint Agnes High School, knowing in doing so the wishes of the class will be satisfactorily and entirely carried out. Signed, sealed and authorized by the Class of 1931 as the Last Will and Testament in the presence of us who hereunto affix our signature. Signed: David C. Monaghan, '31 James A. Gallo, ’31 Bennie Giancola, ’31 72 Lily Lond (gardens )rop t S I was walking through my garden one bright sunny day admiring the flowers, and here and there plucking some that especially attracted my attention, I was suddenly startled by a squeaky high-pitched voice addressing me thus: “What are you doing in Lily Pond Gardens, you monster? Do you not know this is my private property? lose (lowers from your hand, and take your leave as soon as you can possibly remove yourself.’’ I turned around question- inglv, expecting to find my crabby old gardener at my heels, but was very much surprised to see no one. I took a step forward to obtain a better view and again heard the voice saying: “You clumsy mortal, don’t you see where you’re going? You have ruined my new suit with your muddy shoes, and now I can't go to the carnival.” I looked around but again saw nothing. Sud- denly I glanced down and beheld at my feet a tiny fellow in a pea- green suit composed mostly of a swallow-tailed coat which pro- truded a great way out in the back. After I had stared at him for some time he began to speak again. “Do you not know me? I am Sir Oliver Grasshopper, the wealthiest resident of Lily Pond Gardens. My home is in Sweet Pea Apartments, Scarlet Sage Corner of Forget-me-not Lane. I live with my wife Lady Rose Bug, and our five little hoppers who are not yet dignified enough to receive their full title. However, as I was saying, since you have ruined my suit it will be impossible for me to accept my friend's invitation to the carnival.” “Who is your friend,” I interrupted, “and where is the earn le- al held?” “Prince Grumpy, the frog, who lives in a beautiful pink water lily vessel, the finest of all Flower Land. For years he has taken the prize at this display which is held in the Gardens, and to-dav he expects to win again. “Nevertheless,” he continued in his high soprano voice, “I’ll change my plans, as I have not time to change my suit, and show you around our country, but on only one con- dition. You must first be changed to some small insect, so that you will not trample upon our worthy citizens.” I reluctantly gave my consent and Sir Oliver quickly summoned a beautiful golden butterfly which was dancing about from flower to flower. This little creature pulled and tugged at a delicate buttercup until she loosened it from Mother Earth. 1 hen using it as a wand, waved it before me several times. At last I was no 73 longer myself. Instead I was a busy droning bee. He took mv hand or rather my foot and led me along through the tall rows of lragrant Mignonette. We passed Narcissa who was out in all her glory, safely sheltered by Joseph’s Coat. W7hen Oliver saw Honey Suckle trying to climb higher than Virginia Creeper he laughed aloud because he knew that Ivy Vine would surpass all. W e were not far from Rose Grove when we met a small person whom Oliver introduced as his friend, Sabina Ant. She was strug- gling laboriously with a tiny bread-crumb and being a gentleman I immediately offered to carry it for her. She hastily and rather nervously declined and so we took our leave. My friend now in- formed me such gallantry was unknown in their lives. H owever, his statement did not prove true for in passing pretty little Maggie Caterpillar all dressed up in spotted lynx, he removed his hat and made such a profound bow that he lost his balance and fell quite squarely on his head. I his of course amused Maggie Caterpillar and her luzzy little body was soon shaking with merry laughter. I helped Oliver get to his feet and after recovering his high silk hat which was now smashed flat, he nodded laughingly to Miss Cater- pillar and we continued on. Finally we reached the Pond and a queer sight met my eyes. The lilies looked to be almost alive. Small creatures of all kinds and sizes were scrambling in and out, out and in the fragile crafts until I thought they would snap to pieces. Occasionally some unfortunate fellow lost his footing and a splash was always sure to follow. We stood for some time watching the gay little boats float back and forth. I saw a spry little bird, whom my guide pointed out as Judge Hummer. This pompous person stood up in the midst of the crowd and with great ceremony proclaimed—“Grumpy Frog is the successful contestant.” The little gathering quickly dispersed after he received his prize, a bright red toad-stool umbrella. I turned and asked my companion the reason for this, but he only laid his finger to his mouth as a sign for silence. The sun was setting and a sacred stillness seemed to fall upon the flowers. Out of this quiet, the faint tinkling of bells came softly to us. Oliver told me that every evening the fairies rang the Blue Bells and this was the curfew of Lily Pond Gardens. Suddenly I felt myself growing larger and larger, until at length I stopped. There at my feet stood my little friend bidding me adieu and wishing me happiness. Then giving two hops anti a skip he disappeared and I have never seen nor heard any more of Sir Oliver Grasshopper. 74 Mary Ironsides, ’32. Antoine Laurent Lavoisier “We are the waiters oj the world Debtors to every test tube curled Ours is to wonder while we live What next the scientists will give.” jNTOINE LAURENT LAVOISIER, chemist, philosopher, and economist was born in Paris, August 26, 1742. His I jsr r| father was Jean-Antoine Lavoisier, a lawyer of distinction, flTO and f s mother, Emile Punctis, who belonged to a rich and n uen a family, died when Antoine was five years old. His aunt took care of his early education. After going to primary and secondary schools, he attended the Mazarin College that was noted for its splendid science department. He began his career by entering the profession of law, but soon abandoned this to return to his favorite studies of chemistry and mineralogy. While engaged in these studies he became in- terested in finding what changes take place when a substance burns. The fact that the burning substance gave out light and heat at- tracted much attention, and many ideas were advanced to explain this fact. The first serious attempt to account for it was the phlog- iston theory. But when Priestly discovered oxygen, Lavoisier con- cluded that since substances burn so readily in oxygen, this gas must have something to do with burning. Thus after many experi- ments he declared that when a metal, or indeed any element, burns it combines with oxygen and the product formed is a compound of the element and oxygen. This discovery, which led to the true explanation of burning, is regarded as one of the greatest of all discoveries in chemistry. He was also the first to explain definitely the formation of acids and salts; to enumerate the principle of conservation as set forth by chemical equation; to develop quanti- tative analysis, and gas analysis. His life in other fields was romantic, full of interest and social triumph, but sadly destined to end in tragedy. In 1768 he was elected a member of the Academy of Sciences. In the following year he was appointed to the governmental position called a farmer general of the revenue” which yielded a good income, and at the same time enabled him to devote his attention to researches in science. In 1778 he was appointed one of the trustees of the Bank of Discount, and two years later became a member of the Com- mission on Weights and Measures, taking a prominent part in the 75 movements which finally resulted in the establishment ol the Metric System, now universally employed in scientific measurements and in common usage throughout the civilized world. When the French Revolution broke out, Lavoisier, as a member of the aristocracy as well as the holder of several positions under the government, became obnoxious to the Proletariat. And in 1794, he with twenty-six other revenue collectors was guillotined under the accusation of Dupin, a member of the Convention, as “one of the enemies of the country.” Desperate efforts were made by friends to save his life by urging his high professional rank and service. But to all these the only reply of the Tribunal was “we need no more scientists in France. After his death a biographer named Grimaux was the first one to ever gain access to Lavoisier's papers whose sentiments were never expressed until this time. Grimaux reveals in his passage as Lavoisier was raised m a pious family which had given many priests to the Church, he also had held to Catholic beliefs. Lavoisier is regarded as the founder of the modern science, inorganic chemistry. Although at the time, the principle of the indestructability of matter or the conservation of mass had not been grasped as a whole by scientists any more than the similar prin- ciple of the indestructability of force-conservation of energy, yet he became aware in his chemical work of the fact that in all his experiments whatever changes in kind occurred if all the product of these changes were preserved, their combined weight exactly equaled that of the original substance under investigation, demon- strating the fact by introducing the balance into his laboratory and the principles of mathematics as its fundamental tool. John F. Farrelly, ’31. 76 Henry Ancone— Happy as the day is long Always knows the latest song. Marie Brown— Her voice is sweet as it can he Ohl how we'll miss your song, Marie! Charles Daly— Among the privileged few doth rank The one who goes, at noon, to bank. Michael Doyle— Right in step with fashion’s pace Every time he shows his face. John Farrelly— His wit has often saved the day When things were not so very gay. Catherine Finegan— A lass whose greatest joy in living Must surely be in ceaseless giving. Mary Fritz— The record of our Sports—a tale of glory Would be, without this lass, another story. 77 TIHJ James Gallo— And departing, leaves behind him One more seat in Kennett bus. Bennie Giancola— Like the busy bee doth this lad work And never doth a task he shirk. Charles Guss— Buying tricky shoes and clothes I hat s where all his money goes. Vincent Higgins— He wished he may, he wished he might Go up town to see the sight. Frederick Hickey— A studious lad, indeed, is he But finds the time for jollity. Mary Jobson— The baby of our Class is she And just as sweet as she can be. Harriet Joyce— She can sing and she can dance. And she can play the organ. Marie Karmerze— She does all things with lots of vim And most of all she likes to swim. Mary Masterson— Here is one you just can’t lose Until you have paid your dues. Mark McCue— In enjoyment and not sorrow. Blissfully he goes his way. Dorothy McFarlan— A very sweet and winsome lass Always very good in class. David Monaghan— Bubbling over all the time Eyes with mischief ever shine. 78 Margaret Moynihan— ‘Twas the changing of classes, and all through the hall, Now would you believe it—she spoke not at all. Mary Nolan— She’s quiet, studious, through the day, But when there's fun, she can be gay. Helen O’Brien— When Helen bids us all adieu What will two certain lassies do? Ernest Orendorff— Not even Innocence itself Could more angelic seem. Alice Osborne— Here's one girl of our seventeen Who’s never heard before she’s seen. Mary Powers— Tell me, pretty maid, I pray. What is it that makes you gray? Charles Robinson— He steered our bark—the task's well done His praise is sung by everyone. Marie Smeller— We’ve never yet seen her perturbed By nothing can she be disturbed. Barbara Springman— She talked and talked and little thought That such great pleasure’s dearly bought. Marjorie Wendt— Among our lucky days we class The one that brought this fair-haired lass. Thomas White— He has a little “Lizzie” That comes into town with him. Eleanor Yarnall— We’re mighty proud of this fair lass— The famous actress of our Class. Michael Doyle, ’31. David Monaghan, ’31. Mary Nolan, ’31. 79 (SOT TO Til Qome Tack to You JUST can t stay around this place another minute, Betty. I must get away.” “Try to put up with it a little while longer, Jim. Surely Aunt Jane wouldn’t have sent us if she thought for one minute you would be unhappy.” “No sermonizing,” Jim broke in. “Ever since other died I’ve been treated like a kid. Imagine, sent here, chaperoned bv my sister, and above all else, Maryrose Wharton tagging after me, when I avoided her every dance at the last Prom.” “I like that. I’m no old lady. I’m not chaperoning you, and as for Maryrose, I think she has a perfect right to visit her grand- father, the old sea-captain.” “The captain we were talking to last night?” “Of course. What do you think of that?” “He promised to have a talk with me sometime. I hope it’s today, for I’m getting out of here as soon as my allowance comes.” “I hope it never comes. Can’t you be like other girls’ brothers? Even if Aunt Jane is strict with you, what about me, Jim?” “Cheer up, Sis, I’m a cad. Bring vour violin and we ll go out to the gardens.” Betty rushed up the wide open stairway that led to the apart- ment they had in the “Pinehurst,” the one and only hotel in Belfont. “I’ll do anything to keep Jim with me,” she said aloud, not thinking anyone heard her. ”1 hat doesn’t sound so good to me,” whispered Maryrose. Both girls chuckled, and with this, Betty flew' to the garden. When she reached there, the old sea-captain was telling his tales of advent ure to Jim. Silently she crept to her brother’s side who was seated on a rustic bench under a willow tree. She watched his brown eyes grow larger and larger. “What was he thinking of?” she asked herself. “Was the sea appealing to him now?” She had heard her mother say that their uncle I)an had gone to sea, but was drowned in the English Channel two months after he had joined the navy. “Would the same thing happen to Jim?” All these questions and a hundred others ran through her frantic brain. “My dear!” exclaimed the captain looking at his watch. “I’ve stayed too long. I promised to take Maryrose on the yacht today. I ll see you sometime again.” 80 “Oh! Sis, I'm sorry,” said Jim turning to his sister, “but those tales were so fascinating. Now let's hear how you can charm me with your notes.” Betty’s heart was almost breaking. How lovely Jim could be, yet that fear that he was going to leave her was pulling at her very heart strings. She was not able to utter a syllable. At first the birds chirped gayly in the trees as the silvery notes fell from the violin, but soon everything seemed silent, save the melodious tones that were wafted high up into the air. Betty played and played until the nightingale whispered its evening song. “Just one more, Betty. Play my favorite, ‘I'll Come Back To 9 99 Y ou. She played this as she had never played before. Did she read his thoughts? he wondered. Yes, she must, for two big tears glistened in her eyes. “Will you mind, Betty?” “Oh! Jim, you wouldn’t go to sea?” she managed tosay between her sobs. “Not for long, Sis dear, but just for a little while.” “One year I’ll give you, Jim, and then will you come back?” “I can’t promise that, but I'll return sometime. You watch the ships as they pass and some day I'll be coming back to you. Alaryrose will keep you company and you will never miss your little brother.” Tears simply poured down her ashen face. She pleaded with him to stay, but no, he was determined to go. He hurried to the apartment, grabbed a few clothes and ran to the port that was a little distance from the hotel where they were staying, for he had heard that a ship was to sail that day. “This is fine luck,” he said aloud as he marched gallantly on deck. “Want a man to do odd jobs?” he questioned of the first officer he met. “I'm willing to do anything just so I can get on this ship.” “Sure, go down to the lower deck, and help the chef. There’s plenty of work to do down there. No pay for the first year, you know.” “That’s (). K. I'll be captain by and by.” A year had passed. Betty was packing her things. That morning she had received word that the “Marywood,” the ship on which Jim was working had been lost at sea, and her brother was among the missing. “There is but one alternative since Aunt Jane will have nothing 81 TO. to (Jo with me,’’ she said to herself. “I must go to the city.” With these thoughts she broke down completely. “I 11 simply have to be brave. I'll study with my old professor for a few years, then perhaps I’ll be able to make my living. But I must tell Marvrose.” Just at that moment the door swung open and in rushed Alary- rose all excited, fumbling a newspaper in her nervous hands. ”()h, Betty, I see you’ve heard the news. I’m so sorry. Can I do anything for you? You're welcome to stay here.” “ I hanks, Maryrose, but I must go to the city. I'll study for a while, and then perhaps I shall be able to do a little good in the world.” Alary rose caught her up in her arms and begged her to stay, but, no, she would not consent. “I’ll not forget you, Maryrose. Each month I shall write to you. Let me know what you are doing.” “I ll be faithful, Betty dear.” With this promise Betty started her journey East. New York was to be her destination. Here she would get in touch with her old professor and perhaps he would do something for her. For three years she studied under different masters trying to make her violin take the place of her brother whom she supposed to be dead. I hen her appointment came to play at the Royal Palace. I his was to be the greatest event of the winter season. Meanwhile Jim had spent two years in the Midvale Hospital, Albany. He had been one of the few rescued in that terrible wreck of the “Marywood.” He could recall none of that terrible scene, he had lost his memory. He was no longer known as Jim Thurston, but Joe Casey, a name he was given in the hospital. He had been discharged from actual service in the navy, but was appointed clerk in the navy post office. He was rooming with a friend. Bob Devoir, whom he had met in the hospital. Bob had asked him to go to a recital at the Royal Palace. Sure, Bob, nothing to keep me back,” was his answer. They had just arrived when the curtain opened on a beatuiful scene. I o the left of the stage stood a beautiful willow tree and beneath its swaying branches was a rustic bench. A slim figure walked slowly on the stage, holding a violin gracefully in her slender hand. She walked to the rustic bench, looked to the side as if she expected to find someone there. Lifting the violin, she placed it under her chin, then lowered her head and began to play a little lullaby. The gentle sweet faltering notes rose in the stiffness. She scanned the audience and before her she saw a man like Jim. 82 YM N His brown eyes penetrated her very soul. She almost called aloud, “Jim, Jim.’’ “It must be he kept ringing in her ears—the same features, the same black wavy hair. There he sat, trying to recall the familiar scene, struggling to think of days gone by. She was living again the day in the garden. She forgot the audience, only one could she see, the comrade she had mourned as dead. She would play his favorite. Quick, soft swaying notes came, but she could discern no gleam of recognition. She left the stage, but the picture of Jim was still before her. She knew she was a success for the house was ringing with appliuse. Her old master was insisting on her going back. “You must go back, he said. You can’t leave the house 'ike that. This means your future.” She returned to the stage. She had prepared an encore, but everything had left her mind. The only thing she could recall was his favorite. As she finished she saw the man she had taken for her brother rise, walk to the back of the house, speak to the usher, then leave the theatre. Again the house thundered with applause, but the girl had already fallen unconscious on the floor. When she wakened she was surrounded by white curtains. Where am I?” she said aloud. 0 ickly stepping to the side of the bed, Jim and Maryrose looked k wn on her with beaming eyes and happy smiles. Mary P. Powers, ’31. ’ Believe or Ernest Orendorff is fond of dancing. Catherine Finegan has a terrible disposition. M arie Sheller can't type. Dot McFarlan is serious. Mary Powers doesn’t like curly hair. Helen O’Brien isn't reckless. M ary Masterson never collects the dues. St. Agnes’ basketball team almost won a game. Robbie likes to walk. Dave Monaghan never gets angry. John Farrelly doesn't know any jokes. Mike Doyle never needs a shave. We got a day off. Tom White is a sheik, Vincent Higgins, '31. 83 IMra e A 'Poet 'Priest S the storm clouds were gathering over our land in 1861, there lived in the South a zealous and gifted young priest, father Abram Ryan. Reared in that section he had fostered a spirit of loyalty to his native soil. Long after the war was over we find him still clinging to its memories and slow to accept its results. This may appear a little strange but upon reflection we recall that the chariot wheel of the conqueror had laid waste and desolate the land. Aliens were ap- pointed to rule over the people. Under such conditions how could we expect a crushed people, and Father Ryan was one of these, to bow to the hand uplifted against them I his feeling of antipathv lasted for a time but when the fearful epidemic of yellow fever broke out in 1878 the entire North went to the assistance of the afflicted South. It was then that father Ryan saw the rainbow of peace span the heavens, and from his great generous mind poured forth his poem, “Reunited.” No hand might clasp, from land to land Yea! there was one to bridge the tide! For at the touch oj Jtercg’s hand _ The North and South stood side bg side; 'Ihe Brule oj Snow, the Bride oj Sun, In Char tig's espousals are made one.” A poet priest! In what capacity does he deserve this title? e need say little of his priestly character. Always keeping before his mind God s honor and glory, and the good of his fellow men, he constantly directed his labors to promote these ends. Chief among his devotions was devotion to the Mother of God. In his poems we find many precious gems with which he crowned Alarv. flis poem. Last of A lay and his book, A Crown for Our Queen” were intended as loving tributes to his heavenly .Mother whom he wished to honor as the finest type and grandest embodiment of womanhood. I his devotion was not only manifested toward God s Mother, but also to his own Alother. In his “Reverie” after speaking of the lessons she had taught him, he recalls his child- hood days— “And oh! to-night I seem A very child in mg old, old place Beneath mg mother's blessed jace And through each remembered word This sweetest undertone is heard: ‘ Atg ch ild, mg child! Our God is sweet. In Lije—in Death—kneel at His jeet, Sweet in gladness, sweet in gloom, Sweeter still beside the tomb,” 84 Again he shows his filial affection and tender devotion to his Mother, when, after having collected his poems, he placed them upon her grave as a token of affection. A beautiful offering of a gifted son to a devoted Mother! As a poet we would not class him as a Milton, Shakespeare, or Dante, for his poems do not soar aloft to eternal mansions, nor do they fathom “the deep abysses of the human heart, but their merits rest solely upon the rare beauty of hisconceptions; the richness and grandeur of his thoughts, and their easy natural flow. His works possess the purest sources of poetic inspiration, namely, truth and power, for both are attributes of the Divinity. Not only was Father Ryan a poet, but he won distinction as an orator, a lecturer, and an essayist as well. Had his physical powers corresponded to his rare mental endowments, his works, though good, would have been enhanced. But his failing health brought to a close, all too soon, the career of our poet priest, leaving behind the bright light of his genius and virtues. Death held no fears for him, for he saw beyond it the glorious sunshine of God's presence and from his own words we learn his thoughts about death— “Conic death! but I am Jcar ess I shrink not Jrom your jrown. The eyes you close are tearless Haste! strike this JrailJorm down.’’ Charles A. Daly, ’31. Wppy WONDER what time Dad will get home from the trail? queried Dick, the youngest of the five children who clustered around the fire-place in a farm-house nestled at the base of Gray Mountain. “It will be very late tonight, Dick. You know Dad had a big party to guide to-day, and there’s no telling when he will get thru, answered the mother. “I wish that we never moved to Gray Mountain, chirped up Molly, the oldest of the Lambert family. “But why, Molly dear? Life among the animals is very pleasant. “I don’t like animals, broke in Molly, what good are they. If I could I’d kill every one of them. I hate them. At this declaration all four chddren looked first at Molly, then at their Mother. “But child what has changed you? You used to love the animals. Perhaps if Mother told you a story you would 85 feel better, Molly. I am afraid that your visit to the city has tired 11 vou. “Let's have the story. Mother,” all except Molly shouted. “Good, good. ‘Twas many years ago before any of you lived in Gray Mountain, that a group of young men were deer-st dking when one caught sight of a dead doe and by her side a fawn about a month old. He crept up on the little animal unawares and caught it before it had a chance to escape. “This little deer will make a fine play- mate and companion for Jack,” whispered the man half aloud. From that day, Nippy, for this was the name given to the deer, became the devoted playmate of his three year old little son, Jack. 1 hey put a collar with a bell attached to it around Nippy’s neck and all day the pleasant tinkle could be heard as the deer froliced with the child. About a year later Jack had a little sister Betty and when she was able to toddle Nippy would follow her like a faithful watch- dog, and nothing seemed to please the animal more than to have Betty rest her head on Ins body. But as Nippy grew older the children noticed that he kept rubbing his head against every sharp fence and corner that he could find. It seemed that every time he did this the little pieces of velvety skin would flutter to the floor. 1 hey began to wonder at these strange signs, so at once ran to their mother to know the reason why. “Mother, Nippy is getting horns!” And sure enough there stood Nippy very proudly with little horns Just breaking through. 1 hat night when the father returned from work, the childre i (old of Nippy’s horns. Their joy soon turned to gloom when their father replied. Well children it won t be long before your pet will leave you and return to his old home in the woods. Such animals as deer love the freedom of the woods, so do not be disappointed if one day you do not find Nippy. I he father’s prophecy prove 1 true for it was not many months later when Nippy disappeared. “I d be glad, again chirped in Molly. “Well, Molly, these children were not glad. They were very sad when their pet did not return, for their father told them that Nippy would probably never return. Then one night they heard the familiar tinkle of the little bell. Jack ran to the door and opened it wide; there stood Nippy just as proud as he could be for now he was a full grown deer. The children shouted for joy and played with their long lost pet for the rest of the evening. Jde was petted by everyone and, of course, Edward, the baby brother, h id to be introduced to the deer. For some reason or other Nippy seemed to love babies the best. After a few hours Nippy trotted off. The children were again sad for they thought that they would never see Nippy again. 86 But one day after Jack, Betty, and Edward had gone to school their Mother left Marie, their baby sister, in the yard. The child played for sometime and then seeing that she could open the gate, started to follow her brothers and sister. It was a beautiful day in spring and flowers were blooming everywhere. Marie wandered up and down, picking flowers and chasing butterflies. After some time the little one growing very tired sat down on some bushes. Her eyes grew heavier and heavier and soon she was fast asleeep. It had been a bad winter in the mountains and the animals, among whom was the panther, had a hard time getting food. This animal was now old and could not outwit his prey as he did when a young panther, and this fact made him angry as well as hungry. He had been sitting in a tree looking for some food when the sight of the sleeping child made his eyes shine. He crept cautiously from the tree and moved inch by inch toward his prey. There was also another animal of the forest who had had a rather bad winter and now he was wandering down the slope. He too had seen the sleeping child and the panther creeping nearer and nearer. Whether in that wild heart had come a love for the little friend, his once upon a time playmate, no one knows; but he ran down the mountain with all possible speed. I he panther distracted by the sound of a bell, looked toward the slope and saw the deer coming toward him with full force. I he panther made a desperate leap for the child, but was met in mid-air by the sharp horns of the deer. A mighty combat ensued. The horns found their mark and did their duty. Nippy just barely got to the side of the frightened child, when he sank to the ground. The paws of the panther finding their mark in his throat. Not long after, the frantic father found Marie. His eyes filled wi th tears as he saw the scene of the dead panther ami the dead deer, who had given his life to save the life of a one time playmate. They buried Nippy on the exact spot he had died and a monument was placed over the grave. They never forgot the payment that the animal gave for food and shelter they had given him. Now you see, children, it always pays to be kind to animals.” “My what a beautiful story!” cried Dick, “didn’t you like it Molly?” No answer came from Molly, but sobs could be heard as she left the room. She was truly penitent. “But, Mother, you didn't tell us the man’s name that found the deer,’’ said Marjorie, a little lass of six years. His name, my dear, was Air. Jack Lambert, and your Mother was the little girl, Marie, so now you see why I have always been kind to animals.” Mary E Jobson, ’31. 87 Name Distinguishing Characteristic Famous Saying 1 lobby Ambition Destiny Harry Ancone 1 Jigging Quis ta ia? leasing Catherine Marry a widow Bachelor Marie Brown | Walk W ho said so? Singing Opera Singer Vaudeville Charles Daly Appearing bored Well! ! Catching rides President of U. S. | Mayor oi Berwyn Mike Doyle Heavy heard Oh! Oh! Purchasing ties Gym Instructor Meat Cutter John Farrelly Humor Dear me, isn’t this terrible Buying bread Tap dancing Bootblack Catherine Finegan Necklaces Heck! Smiling Teacher Cook Mary Fritz Smile W’hat s the matter with you Going home Stenog. Clerk James Gallo | Waves Huh! ! Staring at people Engineer Mushroom picker B. Giancola Disposition Do vou know? WTatelling the clock Railroad President Track W7alker Charles Guss Sheikish appearance W ho cares? Talking to girls Dancing teacher Chimney sweeper V. Higgins Freckles I guess so Walking Aviator Steeplejack F. Hickey Studiousness Now? Translating Vergil Teach Latin Boxer Mary Job son Reticence Ye Gods! Studying Scholar Timekeeper H. Joyce Pleasant manner Oh Gosh! Day Dreaming Music teacher Organ Grinder M. Karmerze Excess weight Why? WTorki ng Gym Instructor Toe dancer M. Masterson Agility Well! Collecting dues R. N. W'idow M. McCue Slowness W’hat do you say kid? Selling papers Politician Court cryer D. McFarlan | Speed I know Baking Artist Baker D. Monaghan Dimples Oh Yeah! Sports Pitch for A s Quoit Pitcher M. Moynihan Height Oh vou! V Pony Riding Gym Teacher Kindergarten Teacher M. Nolan Stature Mv cow! Studying Teacher Preacher H. O'Brien Generosity Sweet Death! Drinking ’‘Coes'’ Journalist Book Binder A. Osborne Silence Unknown Reading N u rse Matron E. Orendorff Rosy Cheeks Go on! Dreaming None Bed Tester M. Powers Sunny Disposition Really! Dancing Novelist Mannequin C. Robinson Curlv Hair Oh Gee! Drawing Dentist Blacksmith M. ShELLER Natural Wave Sure! Making faces Dietician Cook B. Springman Brown eyes Youse are hold Trans. Spanish Private Sec'y. Speaker of the House (Bughouse) M. Wendt Blonde Locks Oh Heck! Typing Artist Designer of paper dolls T. White Popularity Aw! that's nothing .Motoring a-la- Ford i Pilot M. D. (mule driver) E. Yarnall Slenderness Well of all the nerve Being Pleasant Actress Auctioneer Marjorie Wendt, '31. Marie Karmerze, '31. !Basket Ball HE Basketball Season of 1930 and '31 was a season of downs. I he team got oft on a bad start and wound up in a like manner. With the help of a few breaks we might have won some of the games, but we haven’t any alibi to offer. We pi aved our best in every game, but our best wasn’t good enough to land us the sweets of victory. The Joys who played on the team worked very hard anti therefore de- serve honorable mention. Captain Robinson, our inspiring captain and center, was a hard player and high scorer. Mike Doyle, our manager, was unable to complete the season because of an injured foot. The two sturdy forwards, Frank Holman and Dave Monaghan, contributed their share of fine playing and passing. The two guards, John Corcoran ar.d Shape Daly bore the brunt of the opposing attack. Joe Kelly, Harry Ancone, and Bill O’Brien are also among our stars. We oft er our sincere thanks to our earnest coach. Reverend Joseph G. Martin. We are certain many moral victories were gained because of Father’s insisting on clean play, although our games showed little reward for his untiring work. To our lower classmen who show promise of becoming a win- ning team next year we offer our best wishes for success. SCHFXULE December Teams St. Agnes Opponent 12 Catholic High 14 64 16 Chadds Ford 9 17 19 Unionville 25 28 January 2 New Castle 11 55 9 St. Katherine 16 26 13 Eddystone 29 30 14 St. John’s 20 25 16 Malvern Prep 16 34 20 Unionville 24 49 23 Marple Newtown 17 35 30 La Salle Prep 12 29 February 3 Malvern Prep 28 43 6 Marple Newtown 17 35 10 St. Katherine 37 13 Eddystone 17 35 17 La Salle Prep 18 54 91 Hase April 14th found us on the diamond ready to meet our rivals, St. Kather- ine’s players, whom we defeated by a score of 10 to 7. Next we traveled to Chadds Ford where we upheld the Blue and White by 11 to 8. In the next game St. Matthew’s bowed to us by 7 points. There must always be a break in good luck so Marple-Newtown won the laurels of our fourth game. When St. Katherine’s came to seek revenge they returned home ragged because we laced them 13 to 1. Our next game was also successful but when St. Joseph’s Collegians came we put up a hard fight. After our pitcher settled down in the fourth inning he had the collegians worried, but we gave them the fruits of victory by a score of 14 to 11. On May 22 we gave Marple-Newtown a jolt. We shut them out by a score of 4 to 0. After winning 6 out of 8 games we traveled to St. Joseph s College determined to redeem ourselves, but lost in a closely contested game by the score of 9 to 8 in extra innings. Chadds Ford was our last victim. Altogether we won 7 out of 10 games, setting a new record for baseball in S. A. H. S. We are grateful to Father Coyle for his instructions and we feel sure he has a fine group of promising players to carry on for S. A. H. S. BOYS INTER-CLASS BASKETBALL LEAGUE The four high school classes opened their season on Monday, February 23rd, with a bang. Throughout the series the games were bitterly fought and only after a tremendous struggle did the Fresh- men, ably coached by Charles Robinson, emerge victorious over the Monaghan-coached Sophomores, thus winning the Inter-Class Title. The Seniors were coached by Charles Daly and Juniors by John Corcoran. On Wednesday, April 22nd, Father Schuyler pre- sented the winners with a token of remembrance. Freshmen STANDING Won Lost 0 Percentage 1000 Sophomores 2 600 I uniors 1 4 200 Seniors i 4 200 DEMITO basket Hall The Basketball season of 1930-31 opened with a few days of practice at which all the High School girls were present. On Wednesday, January 7th, the first inter-class game of the season was played be- tween the Senior and the Junior classes. The Seniors claimed the first victory. The Freshmen showed unusual ability and won the second game from the Sophomores. After the first few games it was easy to see that com- ___________ petition would be keen. The most exciti lg game'of the season was between the Sophomores and the Seniors on Wednesday, February 4th. The cheers for both sides were ear-splitting, the gym constantly ringing with shouts of encourageme it. The Sophomores had the lead during the first three quarters and then both teams seemed to go wild. The ball went from one end of the floor to the other. Finally a Senior had the ball, into the basket it went and thus it was a Senior well-fought victory. 1 he Seniors, however, did not have the luck of coming through with a perfect record, because much to their sorrow, they were defeated by the Sophomores and the Freshmen. The Junior Class had a good team and did fine work, and we wish them good luck next year. Much credit is also due the Freshmen Class for they gave us many hard battles during the season. FINAL STANDING OF THE TEAiMS Team Won Lost Percent Senior............................. 7 2 .778 Junior............................. 4 5 .444 Sophomore.......................... 4 5 .444 Freshmen........................... 2 7 .375 95 ST. AGNES HIGH SCHOOL GIRLS’ INTER-CLASS BASKETBALL LEAGUE 1931 Date Teams Wednesday, January 7...............Seniors.... Juniors.... Friday, January 9..................Sophomores. Freshmen. . . Thursday, January 15...............Seniors.... Sophomores. Tuesday, January 20................Juniors.... Freshmen. . . Friday, January 23.................Seniors.... Freshmen. . . Tuesday, January 27.... ...........Seniors.... J uniors... Wednesday, January 28..............Juniors.... Sophomores. Wednesday, February 4..............Sophomores. Freshmen. . . Wednesday, February 11.............Seniors.... Sophomores. Friday, February 13................Juniors.... Freshmen . . . Tuesday, February 17...............Seniors.... Freshmen . . Wednesday, February 18.............Juniors.... Sophomores. Tuesday, February 24,..............Seniors.... Juniors.... Tuesday, March 3...................Seniors.... Sophomores. Wednesday, March 4.................Juniors....... Freshmen. . . Tuesday, March 10..................Seniors.... Freshmen. . . Wednesday, March 11................Juniors.... Sophomores. Friday March 13....................Sophomores. Freshmen. . . Score .... 25 .... 19 22 '. 23 ____ 26 .... 25 .... 28 .... 20 22 ” 18 .... 26 .... 25 ____ 18 ____ 21 ____ 21 .... 26 ____ 24 oo . . 23 18 . . 27 22 ! 34 . . 47 . . 31 . . 24 . . 25 . . 28 . . 19 13 . . 23 35 . . 28 . . 23 27 26 27 25 BASKETBALL FOR GRADE GIRLS Basketball for the Seventh and Eighth Grade Girls started early in February and finished in March. The girls showed unusual ability for beginners. The classes were divided into four teams: Yellow, I ed, Blue, and Green. There were many tie games during the season and after a few extra games the Yellow proved to be the strongest team. 96 Hockey i oward the end of September on a bright sunny afternoon all the girls of S. A. H. S. were seen climbing the high steps which lead to the K. of C. field. How happy they all were, for this was the first day of Hockey practice for the season of 1930. As usu d each class formed a separate team, thus making four in all. The girls of each class entered into the sport with the idea of winning the cup for their class. 1 his led to much competition in the favorite out-door sport. During the course of the season we saw many exciting games. Much skill was shown on the field, and many games were helped through to victory by the cheering from the side-lines. The Sophomores gave us many hard battles for they were close runners for the trophy. However, the Seniors won it. Much credit and praise must be given to the Juniors and Freshmen for their splendid team work displayed on the field. FINAL STANDING OF TIIE TEAMS Teams Won Lost Percent Seniors............................. 7 0 1000 Juniors............................. 1 6 .125 Sophomores.......................... 6 1 .857 Freshmen............................ 0 7 .000 97 TIKI ST. AGNES HIGH SCHOOL GIRLS’ INTER-CLASS HOCKEY SCHEDULE 1931 Date Teams Monday, September 29..............Sophomores Freshmen. . Tuesday, September 30.............Seniors.... Juniors.... Wednesday, October 1..............Seniors.... Sophomores Tuesday, October 7................Juniors. . . . Freshmen . . Wednesday, October 8..............Seniors. . . . Freshmen. . Thursday, October 9...............Juniors.... Sophomores Monday, October 13................Seniors.... Juniors. . . . Wednesday, October 15.............Sophomores. Freshmen. . Tuesday, October 21...............Seniors.... Sophomores. Thursday, October 23..............Juniors. . . . Freshmen. . Tuesday, October 28..............Seniors..... ........Freshmen. . Thursday, October 30..............Juniors.... Sophomores. Wednesday, November 5.............Sophomores. Freshmen. . Tuesday, November 11..............Seniors.... Sophomores. Tuesday, November 18..............Seniors.... Freshmen. . . Thursday, November 20......... . . Juniors... Sophomores. Friday, Noveml er 21..............Juniors..... Freshmen. . . Tuesday, November 25..............Seniors..... Juniors..... Score 1 4 0 0 0 I 1 1 0 0 1 0 0 0 0 0 4 0 I 0 0 4 0 0 0 I 1 0 TRACK MEET On Tuesday afternoon, May 18, all the girls of the High School went to the K. of C. field for their annual Track and Field Meet. Due to a few days practice, previous to the big day, the girls were in better form than before. The result of the day turned out to be in favor of the Freshmen. The final standing of the classes was as follows: Seniors —Second—20 points Juniors —Fourth— 3 points Sophomores—Third —12 points Freshmen —First —28 points Mary E. Masterson, '31. 99 HE officers and members of St. Agnes Alumni extend their heartiest congratulations to the Class of ’31, upon having successfully completed the High School Course, and wel- come you most heartily into the Alumni Association. Let every member of the class resolve that he and she will take an active part in all the Association activities, and give unstintingly his and her efforts to promote the welfare of the Alumni. I he Alumni, as well as any other organization, cannot grow or prosper without the co-operation of all its members. It is our sincere wish that all your hopes be realized and success may be yours. John J. Haley, '24, President. CLASS OF 1922 Nine years ago with our motto Excelsior” as our guiding star, we said adieu to our Alma Mater and sailed forth on the sea of life. Our voyage has taken us through many and varied courses. llliam J. Haley, who answered the “Divine Call was raised this year to the sub-deaconate at St. Charles Seminary, Overbrook, Pa. Charles Dulin, a member of Dulin Plumbing Company, is in no little way accountable for its success. Agnes Corcoran is private secretary to J. Carroll Hayes, West Chester lawyer. Sara McLaughlin is an efficient secretary for the Pure Oil Company in Philadelphia. Genevieve Ford is one of the resaons why Grubb s Taxi Service is noted for its promptness. Mary Marzio Castagno is a very capable bookkeeper and cash- ier tor Ben’s Fruit Co. J00 Kathryn Chaxell, our school teacher, is quite successful in her profession and is teaching near Philadelphia. John Moynihan is a valuable employee of the Pennsylvania R. R. George Guss is the able manager of the Guss Cigar Store. Catherine Oakes Dickey, one of the popular matrons of our class, is happily located in Narberth, Pa. Two girls have forsaken single blessedness for the married state namely: Marie Ford (Mrs. Walter Gentry) living near West Chester, and Frances Joyce (Mrs. William Rogers, Jr.) living in Riverdale, Md. In passing we must not forget to remember our departed class mate Frederick Martin who died in nineteen twenty-nine. (Re- quiescat in Pace). The undersigned has been substituting in the schools of Chester County during the past year. Congratulations, Class of 1931! May you always be successful in vour chosen careers. Mary E. Farrell. CLASS OF 1923 Health, Wealth, and Happiness are '23’s wishes for the mem- bers of the Class of '31, with the sincere hope that the ideals of your Alma Mater may live with you always. To our beloved Priests and Sisters we extend our deepest gratitude for their zealous efforts and interests in our behalf. The first member of our class, Elizabeth Lane, now Sister M. Francisca is a teacher at Sts. Simon anti Jude s Convent, Bethlehem. Rose Treston and Edna Faust who previously changed their names for Airs. ', were joined during the past year by Alice Cas- sidv who is now Mrs. James 0 Neill, our class mates wish you happiness, Alice. Vincent Finegan, the married man of '23, is employed by the West Chester Millwork Co. Richard Haley is a valuable employee of the Philadelphia Gas and Electric Co. Dorothy Guss is a capable stenographer in her father s office. Hugh McDevitt, our reporter, has made a mark for himself on the staff of the Local News. John Ryan and Joseph Clancy display their commercial talents in the offices of the Pennsylvania Railroad. 101 Mary Alason is the trustworthy secretary in the law office of M iss Isabelle Darlington. Joseph CosgrifT is associated with the Thomas Redmond busi- ness establishment of West Chester. Mary Reilly, our nurse, is ever cheerfully administering to the sick. Mary Monaghan, Philomena Huber, and Kathryn Ahern are teachers in the following schools of Delaware Co., Glen Mills, Ridley Park, and Edgemont. In our memories and prayers Edward Farrelly is always with us. Kathryn I). Ahern, '23. CLASS OF 1924 I he class of 1924 seems to have representatives in nearly all the major fields of endeavor. Although none of us has as yet be- come distinguished, the following record is a very creditable one: Religion—Francis Wahl, Mary Dunleavy. Business—Margaret McCue, Sara Delaney, Julia Higgins, William Quill, John Haley, Carroll Welsh, Edward Tuohey, Jack Lud- iam. I he Professions— Education—James Hickey, Eleanor Cassidy. Dentistry—James Rogan. Nursing—Mary Leary, Elizabeth Collins, Alice Reilly. I heatre—Alfonso Mullarkev. In addition to the above, four members of the class have married: Sara Delaney, Elizabeth Collins, James Rogan, Carroll Welsh. Out of a class of seventeen, the following six have secured degrees: Eleanor Cassidy, James Rogan, Francis Wahl, John Haley, Will lam Ouill, Jack Ludlam. James Hickey is working for his degree at the University of Pennsylvania. Best wishes to the Class of ’31. Eleanor P. Cassidy, ’24. CLASS OF 1925 Six years have passed since our staunch eleven left the portals of our beloved Alma Mater to take up their tasks in this work-a- dav world. It has been a pleasant memory to look back upon those aPPy days we spent under the careful guidance of our beloved 102 Pastor, Reverend Henry C. Schuyler, and the Sisters of the Im- maculate Heart of Mary. I feel very much honored in being asked to give an account of the famous class of ’25. I shall begin with our president, William J. Geary, who is continuing his studies for the holy priesthood at the Seminary of St. Charles Borromeo, Overbrook. Next comes Mary Forquer, our very capable class treasurer, who in religion is Sister M. Leonilla. Grace Corvin is secretary to Charles B. Hires and Co., and also a very efficient dancing teacher. Ann R. Farrell, a graduate of Immaculata College, has been doing substitute teaching in Chester and Delaware Counties. Marian Lewis, also a graduate of Immaculata, is giving valu- able service in one of West Chester’s large department stores. Helen Meara is stenographer for the district attorney of Chester County. Margaret Tigue is teaching in one of the Public Schools of Burlington, New Jersey. To the two married members of our class we extend our heart- iest congratulations: To Mrs. John H. Chambers, (nee Alice C. Corcoran) who is busy taking care of baby John Jr. and “Toby” Shay, who is losing much sleep minding baby Kathleen. Agnes Peoples can be found most any time doing clerical work in the Recorder of Deeds office at the County Court House. The undersigned holds a position as a teacher of music in the West Chester Public Schools. As spokesman for the Class of ’25 I wish to offer our most sincere congratulations to the Class of ’31. May you be successful in your various undertakings! Joseph L. Hanselman, ’25. CLASS OF 1927 We, the Class of ’27, extend our heartiest congratulations and best wishes for a happy and brilliant future to the Class of ’31. We also wish to express our appreciation to Father Schuyler and the dear Sisters for their patience and faithful guidance which has meant so much to us in helping mould our characters. Now, I shall tell you what has become of our band of wanderers. Joseph P. Finegan, our class president, is managing a chain store in Avondale. Anna M. Meara is employed in the Chester County Court House. 103 Margaret Delaney and Elizabeth McCool are employed at the Bell Telephone Company. Catherine Clancy is assisting her mother with domestic duties. Alice Cosgrove has accepted a position in the Laboratory at the Chester County Hospital. Gertrude Doyle Thompson, Anne Robinson Talley, Anna LafTey Carter, and Dorothea Penrose Hightield have all entere 1 upon matrimonial careers. Ellen Montgomery is a student nurse at Misericordia Hospital. Raymond Yeager is employed with the Swift Meat Packing Company, Cleveland, Ohio. Kathryn Hickey has accepted a position as teacher at Rose Hill School. Media, Pa. The undersigned is employed at Mostellers, Inc. Helen M. Burkenstock, '27. CLASS OF 1928 Class of ’31, we offer you sincerest wishes for success, and may you continue to uphold the noble traditions engendered in you while in Saint Agnes’ in the same manner in which the members of '28 have tried. We sincerely hope the following attempts may serve as proof for my previous statement. Three members of the class have answered the call of the Di- vine Teacher. Thomas J. Haley is continuing his studies for the Holy Priesthood at Mount Saint Mary’s, Emmettsburg, Maryland. Joseph F. Yeager is now in the seminary at Little Rock, Arkansas. Ann T. Farrellv is known to us now as Sister Marie Henry, and is teaching in Saint Anthony’s School, Philadelphia. Francis H. O’Brien who presided over our eighteen has shown that one may put the painting and paperhanging business on a paying basis regardless of whether the country is in the throes of a depression or not, if we may consider the purchase of a truck in which he was recently seen as a sign of prosperity. Managers may come and managers may go but Margaret R. Carey continues to remain the “First Lady’’ at the Garden Thea- tre. You must see Margaret to secure your tickets. Although the New York World recently changed hands the Philadelphia Inquirer need have no fears of ever doing the same as long as they are blessed enough to have in their employ Anna M. Clark to manage their affairs. John F. Civial carried to Villanova, together with his nick- 104 nrM name, his sterling qualities which were so evident during his High School days. He is pursuing the Arts Course. Marion C. Davis decided her talents would be of greater value at home and subsequently resigned her position at Sharpies’ Separator Co. John H. Doyle after being assured that Lewis and Ogborn had an established trade turned his thoughts toward higher educa- tion and sought it in the Health Education Department of the State Teachers’ College. John Dunleavy’s placid disposition which gained for him so many friends during his school days is still serving him in a goodly manner to further the tinsmith business of his father. The Investments Course of Villanova College has as one of its greatest assets Timothy A. Geary and with a continuance of his good work we need never fear another Wall Street panic. With her ever sunny disposition and most congenial manner Mary G. Hayes is fast making new friends and clinging quite tena- ciously to old ones in the pursuance of her A. B. degree at Immacu- lata College. While the entire factory of Sharpies Separator Co. may not be running at capacity load, the business department is progressing quite smoothly with Nora A. Kerr as a valued employee. Roger Hollingsworth is diligently pursuing the intricate sub- jects of the Engineering Course at University of Pennsylvania. He has been chosen as a member of the editorial staff of “The Pennsylvania.” Hubb’s stores have been forced to install phones since Thomas W. McIntyre has entered their employ. This speaks well for his salesmanship ability. The above statement may be repeated for Paul F. Rudolph who is giving his valued services to the Ardmore American Stores. We do not feel as though it would be idle talk to state that in the near future Downingtown is destined to become the center of the paper industry in this country as Henry J. Thomas is among the workers there. The writer continues to “7:40” daily to his classes in the School of Commerce at Villanova College. Wm. A. M. Thompson, ’28. CLASS OF 1929 'It has been two years since we, the class of ’29 left the portals of St. Agnes. It did not take us long to appreciate the wonderful training given us by Father Schuyler and the Sisters. When we 105 were in school we did not realize how much it would mean to us hut now aided by the lessons taught we are finding the world good to us. Once more we thank all those who helped us, the priests, the sisters, our parents, and our friends, and we hope that our successes of the future will go a little way towards repaying our debt. Class of ’31, we salute you who on this day go forth into life. I he class of '29 congratulates you and sincerely wishes you success in whatever you may undertake. Every graduation seems to turn back the years to the happy and carefree days we spent at St. Agnes’. Who, then, ever thought of the many varied walks of life which the members of our class were to fill. Just for fun let’s call roll and see what has happened to that great class that went forth in 1929. Elwood P. McGrogan, our beloved President, is helping his father manage Kift’s Greenhouses, West Chester. I homas Finegan, our Vice-President, is rendering valuable rer- vices to the American Stores Co., West Chester. Mary Anderson and Beatrice Meyer are studying Music at the State Teachers’ College, West Chester. Mary Avil, Mary Connelly, Dorothy Lewis, and Margaret Montgomery are taking various courses at Immaculata College in the quest of higher knowledge. Elvira Beltramo is spending some time on her father’s plan- tation in Mexico. Edmund Cosgrifif, having finished his course in Mechanical Dentistry is holding a position in the Theatre Grill, West Chester, until such time as he will be able to follow his chosen profession. Madeline Cosgrove is in training at the Homeopathic Hospital, West Chester. Catherine Cotter is holding a position with the Dennev Tae Co. of West Chester. Helen Dulin is happily enjoying married life and at present is living in West Chester. Frances Halligan and Edna Karmerze are able assistants in the Lorraine Dining Room, West Chester, while Margaret Halligan is employed at the Chester County Hospital. Thorn Lewis is making excellent progress with the Chester Valley Bus Lines, West Chester. Helen Ricci is helping her father take care of the West Chester Ice Cream Co. John Michael Reilly while preparing to enter the State Teach- ers' College, is an assistant at the Purple and Gold Tea Room. 106 Helen Farrell is in training in the Misericordia Hospital in Philadelphia. Dorothy Nider, Helen Treston, and Catherine Reilly are “at home” where they are putting into practice the Domestic Science Course taken at school. Helen Kerr is doing clerical work at Yarnall’s Garage, West Chester. Marie O'Brien is acting as governess for a family in West Chester. Catherine Powers is an expert stenographer for the U. G. I. in Kennett Square. Catherine Nolan is bookkeeper for the Winston Company of Philadelph ia. William Murray and the undersigned are “pursuing” degrees at Villanova College, Villanova, Pa. The former being in the Busi- ness School, the latter in the School of Technology. Russel F. Hurst, Jr., ’29. CLASS OF 1930 Graduation! How much joy and sadness echoes from that word! Joy at having attained your goal; sadness at leaving your beloved Alma Mater. It is a turning point in everyone’s life, making young men and women from boys and girls. Class of ’31, we your predecessors, offer you our heartiest congratulations, and best wishes for a happy and successful future. Although only one year has passed since our commencement, we have taken our places among the endless line of “Old Graduates.” The ambitions of our “twenty-five” have taken us into many different fields, as you will see from our present record: At the head of the list we find the names of two who have answered the Divine Call—Joseph Connell and William Hayes. Joseph is studying for the priesthood at Saint Charles Seminary, Overbrook. William is studying at Belmont Abbey College, Bel- mont, North Carolina. Our class president, Earl Holman, is lending very valuable assistance to Me Nickol’s Drug Store in Berwyn. Catherine Bannan is now employed in Trenton, New Jersey. Philip Beltramo is pursuing the Chemical Engineering Course at Villanova. Margaret Collins is a valuable asset to the Garden Theatre. Anna Di Pasquale is employed at the Denney Tag Company. Julia Di Pasquale is numbered among the employees of Ben’s Fruit Company. 107 r™ mwim T. Joseph Dunleavy is carrying out the traditions of his an- cestors. He is now helping his father in the Sheet Metal Business. Marguerite Finegan is indispensable to Benson’s Clothing Store. Kedino Cordivani is employed in his father’s business, at Kennett Square. Margaret Hickey is listed among the student nurses at the Chester County Hospital. Mary Himelright is at home for a time after being in training at the Misericordia Hospital. Lawrence Finegan is the trusty manager of West Chester’s Tom Thumb Golf Course. Catherine Leonard and Loretta Slavin are in training at Saint Francis Hospital, Wilmington. Anne Lewis is at home at present after holding a position at Fath’s Stationery and Gift Shop. Idella Me Cool is employed at Mosteller’s store pending her entrance as a student nurse at the Chester County Hospital in September. Margaret Me Intyre is employed at the Chester County Hos- pital. Carroll Moran is attending the William Penn Aircraft School in Philadelphia. Joseph Pribula is at home, having had difficulty in choosing a profession. Elizabeth Reilly is studying Music Education at State Teachers College. Helen Rudolph is pursuing a Business Course at Pierce’s. Anna Scott is at home at present after spending several of the winter months in Florida. The writer is striving for a B. S. degree in Higher Education at State Teachers’ College. 108 Margaret Chaxelle, ’30. lj in this collection oj jokes you find Some old ones, why, just never mind But laugh again and think once more low junng you thought them all bijore. Young Bride—“Now dearie, what will I get if I cook a dinner like that for vou every day this year.1’ Young Groom—“My life insurance!’’ A certain small restaurant was kept by a man who prided himself on his cooking and was amazed to hear a young salesman criticize a pie one day. “Pie, young fellow? Why I made pies before you were born.’’ “O. K. But why sell them now? “Willie,” said the Sunday school teacher severely, “you should- n’t talk like that to your playmate. Had you ever thought of heaping coals of fire on his head? “No ma’am, I hadn’t, but it’s a peach of an idea.” Vince Higgins—“I hear that Harry is working for a florist now.” Ted Me Cue—“Yeh, he tames wild flowers.” Wm. O’Brien—“Is that a cuckoo clock?” J. Zaccarelli—“Sure, it’s cuckoo all the time.” 109 th; Even if a man doesn't manage to comeouton top, his hair will. Teacher— John McCormick, how do you address the Sec- retary of the Navy?” ). McCormick— Your Warship, of course.” Johnny— Dad what is the board of education?” Dad— Well, my boy, when I went to school it was just an oak paddle.” You may lead a horse to water But you cannot make him drink, You can ride a Latin pony. But you cannot make it think. Wm. Johnson— Say Dick, what is the meaning of zephyr?” Dick Donnelly— Oh, it’s an animal that looks like a horse, and has stripes.” Our idea of a man truly going down in defeat is one with fall- ing arches. Passenger (fumbling through pockets)— I'm afraid I’ve lost my ticket.” Conductor— What do you mean, lost it? You can’t lose a ticket a yard long.” Passenger— I can’t hey? Say, you don’t know me. I lost a bass drum once.” Doctor— J5ut your tongue out more than that. All of it.” C. I OBINSON— But, doctor, I can’t. It’s fastened at the other end.” H. Ancone— You can’t hang a man with a wooden leg.” C. Daly— That so? How come?” H. Ancone— Have to use a rope.” Teacher hen did Caesar defeat the greatest number?” F. Holman— I think on examination day.” Fred. Hickey— When was the revival of learning?” Harry Ancone— Just before the examinations.” 110 V. Higgins—“Who do you think is the best acrobat, Houdini or Donald Ogden Stuart’s hero who mounted his horse and galloped off in all directions?” B. Giancola—“Neither. What about Robinson Crusoe? It says here, after he had finished his meal, he lit up his pipe and sat on his chest.” At a small country school, the scholars were having a lesson on animals. The teacher asked a number of questions which were easily answered. At length she said, “Why does a dog hang out his tongue when running?” A lad who had not answered before, held up his hand. “Yes, Tommy, what is it?” she inquired. “To balance his tail, was the reply. “What is the secret of success?” asked the sphinx. “Push,” said the Button. “Never be led,” said the Pencil. “Take pains,” said the Window. “Always keep cool,” said the Ice. “Be up to date,” said the Calendar. “Never lose your head,” said the Match. “Make light of everything,” said the Fire. “Do a driving business,” said the Hammer. “Be sharp in all your dealings, said the Knife. “Find a good thing and stick t dt,” said the Glue. Long Boy—“Big boy wuz George Washington as honest as dey say he wuz?” Shorty—“Ah tell you, George Washington wuz the honestest man dat ever lived.” Long Boy—“Den tell me how come dey close de banks on his birthday?” Jim Gallo—“How does your new cigarette lighter work, Harry?” Harry Ancone—“Fine, I can light it with one match now.” Sister—“If I were to leave the room what would you do?” E. Orendorff—“Make a lot of noise.” Ill Professor—“How many bones have you in your body?” Bright Freshman— Nine hundred.” Professor— That’s a great many more than I have.” Bright Fr.—“I know, but I had sardines for lunch.” C. Daly— Don’t you know Robbie that love makes the world go round.” C. Robinson— Yes, I know, but I didn’t think I would lose my balance.” Margaret Moynihan—“I think this scenery is just heavenly.” Mary Masterson— Oh, I don't know. Take away the moun- tains and the lake and it’s just like anywhere else.” Did you know that— The free application of nitric acid will remove ink stains from white fabrics. A coarse sandpaper is excellent for removing the warts from pickles. It isn’t all block-heads that get their heads shingled nowa- days. To stop an aching tooth: Fill the mouth with cold water and sit on the stove until the water boils. Mark McCue— I can't imagine anything more dreadful than a man without a country. E. Orendorff— Oh, I can. Imagine a country without a man.” A man, after hearing that he was to die in the electric chair, exclaimed: As I have always been a gentleman, I would like to give my seat to a lady.” Dave Monaghan— I would like to see a pair of shoes that would fit my feet.” Salesman—“So would I.” Customer—“I can’t remember the name of the car I want. I think it starts with T.” Salesman— Madam, all our cars start with gasoline.” 112 TH1 Tommy,” said the teacher, “why don’t you wash your face? I can see what you had for breakfast this morning.” Tommy—“What was it?” T eacher—“Eggs. ’ ’ Tommy—“Wrong, teacher; that was yesterday.” “Now, Johnny, ” said the teacher, “supposing a boy struck you, what would you do?” “How big a boy are you supposing?” demanded Johnny. Wm. Moore—“Say, Phil, can you tell me why they used the king’s arm in ancient times for a measure?” Phil Kelleher-----“Sure, because he was a ruler.” “The boss offered me an interest in the firm today.” “He did?” “Yes, he said that if I didn’t take an interest in it pretty soon he’d discharge me.” John F. Corcoran—“Are you in favor of Mother-in-law’s day, Izzy?” J. Loftus—“Sure, I operate a brickyard.” Judge “Well, now, what good stories have you got to excuse that speeding?” Tom White (arrested for speeding)—“Six of them judge, stop me if you heard this one.” Frank Holman—“Last night I was bothered by a cat howl- ing. But I soon put a stop to that.” Joe Kelly—“What did you do?” Frank H.—“I cut off its tail.” Joe K.—-“That’s nothing.” Frank H.—“Yes, but I cut it off close to its neck.” Coal Merchant—“Quick! Quick! My coal-yard’s afire.” Fireman “Oh, it is? Well, if the stuff be the same as you sold me t’other day, there ain’t no hurry.” Sister— I’m letting you out ten minutes early today. Please go out quietly so as not to waken the other classes.” 113 She was bidding her lover a fond farewell, for he was going on a prolonged business trip round the world. Tearfully she clung to him and asked: “My dear Adolf, will you be true to me when you are far away? Promise me that you will write to me from every town you visit.” And as he gathered her in his arms, he cried: “Oh, Ada, is it love that prompts you to say this? Ada, swear to me, do you really love me—or are you merely collecting foreign postage stamps?’ Author—“Have you read my new book?’’ Friend—“Yes.” Author—“What do you think of it?” Friend—“Well, to be candid with you, I think the covers are too far apart.” “I was only acting the part of peacemaker,” replied the pri- soner. “But you knocked the man senseless!” said the magistrate. “I did,” was the answer, “there was no other way to get peace.” M. Powers—“Please give me Mr. Dill’s telephone number.” Operator—“Is the initial “B” as in Bill?” M. Powers—“No, it’s Dill as in pickle.” H. Ancone—“I say, old chap, what shall I do if they ask me to sing?” J. Gallo—“Do? Why, sing, of course. It’ll be their own fault.” Breathes there a man with soul so dead. Who never to a cop has said, When past the limit he has sped, “Gee, why donchu pinch that guy ahead?” Motorist—“It’s preposterous, old man, I’m an expert driver, what I know about driving would fill a book.” Constable—“And what you don’t know would fill a hospital.” Wm. Johnson—“Which is proper: a herd of camels or a drove of camels?” F. Holman—“Neither, you should say a pack of camels.” 114 Dumb—“I graduated from college in 4 years. Dumber—“Gwan, you wasn't that smart.” Dumb—“Yes, I was; I was taking a 2 year course. Garage Attendant (as a car drives up)—“Juice? Car Occupant—“Veil, vat if we are? Don’t we get no gas? She—''When I marry, I’m going to marry a man that doesn’t drink, smoke, gamble, or stay out late. Yet I want him to have a good time.’’ He— Where?” Shape (to visiting baseball captain before the game) “Well how do you like the place?” Other Captain—“Oh, the town is all right but I don t like the field.’’ Shape—“What’s the matter with the field?” Other C.—“Why there’s not a blade of grass on it.’ Shape—“Well you didn’t come here to graze did you?” Robbie and Ted went into a Gay St. cafe- Robbie said to the proprietor—“Do you serve lobsters here?” Proprietor—“Sure, sit down, we serve anybody.” Waiter—“Sir, you have eggs and everything on your vest. Mike—“Oh! that’s all right, I look good in anything. Employer—“Mark, I wish you wouldn’t whistle at your work. Mark—“I ain’t workin’, I’m only whistling. Employer—“What was vour former line of work? Applicant—“I was an organist.” Employ er—“And why did you give it up? Applicant—“The monkey died. Here lie the remains of a radio fan— Now mourned by his many relations, He went to a powder mill, smoking his pipe, And was picked up by twenty-one stations. 115 Father—“So the teacher caught you using a bad word and punished you.” Tommy—“Yes, and she asked me where I learned it.” Father—“What did you tell her?” Tommy—“I didn’t want to give you away, pa, so I blamed it on the parrot.” Father—“Son, what does this 60 on your report card mean?” Son—“I don’t know, unless it’s the temperature of the room.” Say, ma, that new lady in the house next door gave me a piece of pie. ” “I hope you thanked her very politely for it.” “Yes’m.” “What did you say to her?” I said I wished pop had met her before he got quainted with you.” Helen, eight years old, was taking a grammar lesson. “How many articles are there?” asked the Sister. Helen reflected, counted on her fingers, and then cried out triumphantly: “There are fourteen!” “Why certainly! The definite article, the indefinite article, and the twelve articles of the Creed.” Well; Willie,” said the uncle jovially, upon the return of the little boy, “what do you do in school all day?” Willie pondered. “Well,” he said gravely, “mostly I wait until it’s time to go home.” “No, I'm afraid I can’t give you a job. I don’t have enough work to keep one man busy.” “Well, sur, that am jest the kind of position ah craves most. When does you all desiah to inaugyrate mah endeavahs?” J. F. Corcoran “Do you say your prayers every night, Dick?” Richard Griswold—“No. Some nights I don’t want any- thing.” Barbara Springman—“What’s good for biting finger nails?” Marie Sheller—“Sharp teeth, silly,” 116 Teacher—“Give some quotations you’ve learned from the Bible.” Pupil—“And so Jacob went out and killed himself.' Teacher—“Good; give another.’’ Pupil—“Go thou and do likewise.” Pat was going into battle for the first time, as the roar of the big guns began to be heard, his courage ebbed. Finally he took to his heels. His captain, bringing up the rear, hailed him. “Where are ye going, Pat? “I’ve heard that the world is round. I am going to attack from the rear.” Pat was one day employed by an old lady in the country. At tea the old lady laid a small morsel of honey on the plate. “Begorra, ma’am,” said Pat, “I see you keep a bee. Teacher—“A fool can ask more questions than a wise man can answer.” Pupil—“That must be the reason so many of us fail in exami- nations.” Mrs. Brown—“Does your husband object to cats?” Mrs. Smith—“Yes, indeed; he says 1 feed all the cats in the neighLorhood. Won’t you stay and have tea?” Judge O'Flaherty—“Haven’t you been before me before?” Prisoner—“No, Your Honor, Oi never saw but wan face that looked like yours, and that was a photograph of an Irish King. Judge 0’Flaherty—“Discharged! Call the next case.” “The snake to which I refer,” said the school teacher, “is said to strike with mathematical precision.’’ “Do you mean an adder. Sir,” suggested a bright pupil. Marge Wendt—“I don't like our new Austin.” Marie Karitierze—“What’s the matter with it?” Marge W.—“We drove for thirteen miles and saw nothing but a stone wall.” Marie K.—“That wasn’t a stone wall. That was a curbstone. 117 TIHIE LIFE IN SIX ACTS Act One - - Babyhood Sighing, crying Night and day Winking, blinking Full of play. Act Two - - Boyhood Fooling, schooling. Getting tall Growing, rowing Playing ball. Act Four - - Manhood Cooing, wooing Future wife Gushing, blushing Tired of life. Act Five - Middle Age Slaving, craving Hoarding wealth Driving, striving Broken health. Act Three - - Youth Fussing, mussing Over a tie Larking, sparking On the sly. Act Six - - Old Age Ailing, failing Day by day The undertaker Ends the play. Harriet Joyce—“My father is coming back from Venice and is bringing me a gondola.” Catherine Finegan—“What good will that be? You won't know how to play it.” Harriet J. ou don’t play it. You throw it around your shoulders like a scarf.” Did you hear about the Scotch father who went out on Christ- mas Eve and shot off a gun and then went in and told the kids that Santa Claus had committed suicide. C. Travis Do you think it right to buy an automobile on the installment plan?’’ C. Daly—“Sure, 20,000,000 people can’t be wrong.” Eleanor Yarnall—“Is it dangerous to drive with one arm?” Charles Guss—“You bet. More than one fellow has run into a church doing it.” Mary Nolan—“What kind of a dog is that?” E. Orendorff—“Airtight.” Mary N.—“How do you make that out?” E. Orendorff—“His mother was an Airedale and his father was a Scotch terrier.” 118 When the donkey saw the zehra, He began to switch his tail. “Well, I never!” said the donkey, “There’s a mule that’s been in jail.” She—“Before we were married you called me an angel.” He—“I know it.” She—“But now you don't call me anything.” He—“That shows my self-control.” A weary-looking fellow who had walked the streets looking for work happened to see a huge police advertisement headed: “Mur- derer Wanted.” “Well,” said the man, “It’s better’n nothing any- how. I'm going in and ask for the job.” Robbie—“That’s my car. A thief is just fixing a blowout.” POLICEMAN—“All right, I’ll go over and arrest him.” Robbie—“Sh-h-h! Wait till he gets the tire pumped up.” Jack—“Hello, Mose, how long you in jail for?” Mose—“Three weeks.” Jack—“What did you do?” Mose—“Just killed my wife.” Jack—“And you only got three weeks?” Mose—“That’s all. Then they are going to hang me.” An impecunious tenant had not paid the rent of his room for several months. “Look here,” said the landlord, “I'll meet you halfway. I am going to forget half of what you owe me.” “Right, I'll meet you. I ll forget the other half.” Mother—“Come, Freddy, and kiss your Aunt Martha.” Freddy—“Why, Ma, I ain’t done nothin’.” Fair Saleslady—“Could I interest you in a Rolls Rovce?” Young Man—“Lady you could interest me if you were in a second hand flivver!” 119 T. White—“Take this gun and watch.” C. Guss—“Where’s the watch?” Student Writing Home—“How do you spell financially?” Second Student—“F-i-n-a-n-c-i-a-l-l-y. And there are two r s in embarrassed.” C. Robinson—“Is it true that Calvin Coolidge received a dol- lar a word for an article he wrote?” Fred Hickey—“It is.” C. Robinson—“Then how much are Wordsworth’s words worth?” The Sunday-School teacher asked the children to write down the names of their favorite hymns. One little girl wrote down—“W illie Smith.” Four year old Jimmie was sulking on the front steps when his father came home. “WThat s the matter, Jimmie?” he asked. “Nothing,” replied Jimmie gloomily. “Come, now, be a sport. What’s the matter?” “Oh, I just had a row with your wife,” replied Jimmie. Sister—“Michael, what has chemistry given us?” Michael—“Most of our blondes.” Robbie—“WThat did Sister want to see you for?” Harry—“Nothing at all.” Robbie—“What do you mean, ‘Nothing at all?’ .” Harry—“A zero in Chemistry.” Harry Ancone—“What’s the slowest thing you ever saw?” Dave Monaghan—“Two Scotchman going to a saloon to treat one another.” Butler—“Madam, your car awaits without.” Mary Jobson—“Send it back to the garage. I won t use a car that is without anything.” First Angel— How’d you get here?” Second Angel—“Flu.” 120 HE DEMITO | A CALENDAR ROMANCE Our hero was the common sort, when all is said and done; He worked his head off daily and was out to get the MON. The reason for his diligence was common-place, ’tis true. He tried to swell his salary so it would suffice for TUE. And maybe that’s the reason why one day he lost his head. And falling on his knees, he cried, “oh, maiden, wilt thou WED. He may have thought this sudden, but it seemed not so to her: She lisped a quick acceptance and said forcibly, “Yeth, 1HUR. But when they went to keeping house he feared that he would die. For, oh, that modern maiden could neither bake nor FRI. She could not run a bungalow, or even run a flat. So on many sad occasions in a restaurant they SAT. But he forgave her everything—as man has always done. When she presented him one day a bouncing baby SUN. Mary Fritz—“I have sad news. My dog died last night.” Alice Osborne—“What did it do, swallow a tapeline and die by the inches or did it run up the alley and die by the yard?” Mary Fritz—“No, it crawled under the bed and died by the foot.” Policeman—“Miss, don’t you know that this is a safety zone?” Helen O’Brien—“Of course, that’s why I drove in here.” Teacher—“Leander swam the Hellespont every night to see Hero. That is the strongest proof of love we have.” Pupil—“I know a better.” Teacher—“What is that?” Pupil—“Our maid loves the postman so, she writes a letter to herself every night to make sure he will come the next day.” I sent my boy to Yale, With a pat upon the back, I spent a thousand dollars. And got a quarterback. Director—“Now in this picture you are to have the leading roll.” Ex Ham-Actor—“The leading roll, er, er, um-, Director—“Yeh, you are to be the first to roll down this 300 foot cliff.” 121 TH 'Patrons and Patronesses Rev. Henry C. Schuyler Rev. Joseph G. Martin Rev. Edward J. 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Monaghan Miss Elsie M. Montgomery Miss Ellen Montgomery Miss Margaret Montgomery Mr. Terrance Montague M iss Alice Moore Mr. F. B. Moore Dr. J. L. Moore Mr. Francis K. Moran Mr. Carroll Moran M rs. Mary Moran Mr. David Morris Alp. George J. Moses Air. Howard K. Moses Air. J. B. Mosteller Aliss Al. A. Moynihan Air. M. J. Moynihan Airs. Al. J. Moynihan Mr. R. Moynihan Mrs. James Alulqueenv 125 Air. Anthony J. S. Musante M iss Marie Alusante Air. and Mrs. E. Myers Mr. and Mrs. E. B. Myers National Bank ot Chester County Mr. Frank Natalie Miss Sarah G. Nesbitt M iss Alice Nider M iss Dorothv Nider M iss Frances Nider Miss Grace Nider M iss Catherine Nolan Mr. and Mrs. J. E. Nolan, Sr. Master James E. Nolan, Jr. Air. John V. Nolan Mr. John L. Nolan Miss Mary E. Nolan Air. and Mrs. U. J. Nol m On Time Cleaners and Dyers Oriole Tea Room Al iss Bessie Oakes Mrs. Frank Oakes Air. Francis J. O’Brien Mr. Frank A. O’Brien M iss Helen O’Brien M iss Marie O’Brien Airs. William O’Brien Mrs. John O’Connell Mr. William J. O’Connor Mr. Edward J. O’Keefe M rs. Margaret O’Keefe Air. and Mrs. James J. O’Neill Mr. and Airs. Al. Opdenaker Mr. Theodore Opdenaker Airs. Sophie Opdenaker, (Dec’d.) Mr. and Mrs. E. S. OrendorlT Mr. and Al rs. Charles Osborne Penn Mutual Life Ins. Co. Prettakes Luncheonette Pusey and Young Squire Patrick Mr. George Palmer Al iss Edith Al. Passmore M rs. Elizabeth Penrose Mr. Walter Penrose Miss Agnes R. Peoples M iss R. Marie Peoples M rs. Gager Philips Al iss Florence Pitt Miss Catherine H. Powers Air. and Mrs. John Powers Mr. Joseph Pribula Aliss Helen E. Purcell, R.N. Mr. Antonio Pugliese Air. James Quigley Airs. Annie Quigley Air. Timothy J. Quill Mr. William H. Quill Al iss M ary Quinn Roger’s Beauty Shoppe Royal Ba rber Shop Mr. F rank Rashitore Air. and Mrs. T. J. Redmond Air. and Mrs. T. M. Redmond Mr. R. Parke Regester Raymond B. Reed, Esq. Air. and Mrs. J. Al. Reillv Mr. Philip Reilly Mr. Stephen Reillv Air. C leorge W. Reynolds Mr. and Airs. Charles Robinson Mr. Charles A. Robinson M iss Elizabeth Robinson M iss Ala rgaret Roe Dr. James J. Rogan M iss Margaret Rogan M iss Helen Rudolph Mr. Paul Rudolph Mr. J. Ruggiero Mr. John Ryan Schroth’s Art Shop Service Barber Shop Speer Bros. Stein and LeFevre Mrs. Irwin Schaffer Air. Ralph Schuibbeo, Jr. M iss Mae Schuibbeo M iss Anna Scott Mr. J. G. Scott Air. Walter E. Scott M rs. Catherine Shay Air. and Mrs. John B. Shav Mr. Chas. F. Shaw Mr. William Sheehan M rs. Malliam Sheehan Mr. and Mrs. C. H. Sheller Mr. and Airs. C. W. Sheller Air. Stephen Sheller M r. and Airs. Thomas Sheller Mr. and Mrs. William S. Sheller M iss Annie Shields Miss Loretta Slavin Air. and Airs. William B. Smith Mr. and Al rs. Horace Springer Air. August Springman Airs August Springman Mr. and Mrs. G. Sterling Mrs. Henry Stahl Air. Daniel Sullivan M iss Eleanor Sullivan 126 pTH Miss Ella M. Sullivan Taylor’s Electric Shop Taylor’s Music Shop Terrizzi Bros. Store The Hat Box Mr. Luigi Tavani Mr. Samuel W. Taylor Mr. and Mrs. G. A. Temple Mr. and Mrs. Horace F. Temple Mrs. Anne Hodgson Thomas Mr. and Mrs. A. Thomas Mr. and Mrs. James I5. Thompson M rs. Willi am L. Thompson Mr. W. A. Thompson M iss Margaret Tigue Mr. and Mrs. Charles Travis Mrs. E. A. Treston Miss Anne Marie Twohig Mr. James Twohig Mr. and Mrs. John Twohig Mr. Thomas Twohig Mr. John Usher Vilsack and Smith Walnut Street Tea Room West Chester Dairy West Chester Laundry West Chester Millwork Co. Whitcraft Groff M. E. Witten’s Store Wood’s Cut Rate Store Truman D. Wade, Esq. Mr. Fred J. Wahl Mrs. Fred J. Wahl Mrs. R. A. Waldron Mr. Morris Walsh Mr. and Mrs. John F. Walsh Mr. Howard H. Weaner Mr. Horace T. Webb Mr. and Mrs. Martin Welsh M iss M ary Welsh Mr. and Mrs. H. D. Wendt Miss Mary C. Wendt M iss Catherine White Mr. J. P. White Mrs. Margaret White Mrs. Margaret White Mr. and Mrs. Thomas White Mr. Thomas J. White, Jr. Mr. Harry Williams Mr. N. W. Willis Mr. Thomas J. Wright Mr. Joseph Yankeck Mr. Edmond Yarnall Mr. and Mrs. Wm. H. Yarnall Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Young Mr. and Mrs. Dominic Zacarelli Mr. Harold A. Famous, Funeral Director Mr. Raymond S. Himelright, Cleaning Dyeing Hoffman and Baldwin, Lumber Jones and Gurskey Sporting Goods Mr. Charles M. Joyce Plumbing and Heating M. Grace Corvin Dancing Studio 127 . r-v-i - • fT' rf ?fis § • 5 t .‘ V •• - . -.V- . V-l. V.1V.J ■v n