St Johnsbury Academy - Lamp Yearbook (St Johnsbury, VT)

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16 THE ACADEMY STUDENT HAROLD MURPHY wills his persistence in trying to collect dues to next year’s treasurer in the hope that he will be as unsuccessful as Harold. THOMAS McGUIRE leaves his eloquent and convincing vocabulary to Harriet Calderwood to put to good use in bringing her “Edgar” back to her. To Donald Ernest Bovee, GORDON MacLEAN leaves his ability in debating. To anyone who wants them, ALPA SWETT leaves her frequent trips to Railroad Street and vicinity. To Kevin Michael Cosgrove, BRUCE WENDELL CLIFFORD wills his startling efficiency. CHARLES HORTON gives, devises, and bequeaths his love for fishing and fish in general to any poor fish who wishes to take this up. RAYMOND TOWNSEND JOHNSON leaves his ability to clip his words short to Robert Hastings White who would profit greatly by it. WILLARD BALDWIN gives, devises, and bequeaths his position as Poo Bah of the Boys’ Dorm, to Philip Darling. FOURTH : The Senior class leaves what is left of its efficiency to next year’s seniors so Miss Ellis will not be so overworked. FIFTH: Whereupon, we hereby constitute and appoint the Buttermilk Twins executors of this, our last will and testament. In witness whereof, we hereunto set our hand and seal and publish and declare this to be our last will and testament at St. Johnsbury Academy, St. Johnsbury, Vermont, this eighteenth day of May, in the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and thirty-five. CLASS OF 1935 WITNESSES: STANLEY BAILEY BEATRICE LE BLANC ELIZABETH WHITE ESTHER BECK CLAUDIA GOODRICH

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THE ACADEMY STUDENT 15 EUGENE BOUCHER leaves his growing love for a certain sophomore to Eddie Delaney, feeling that he will be fully able to look after her because he lives so near. To Maurice Zabarsky the Senior Class wills a kiddie car so he will be more easily able to go to and from school. VIRGINIA DUBUQUE gives, devises, and bequeaths her ability to sew to Katherine Hershey Oldham, who we are sure can make good use of it. To Martha Jane Stearns, STANLEY RUSSELL BAILEY leaves his mail from Providence, feeling that she would appreciate it. ALICE HEALEY wills her place on the front porch to her sister, Emily, in hopes that it will be well used. To the future members of the girls’ glee club, or to anyone who wants it. BESSIE MAE PARKER leaves her ability to pick up blind dates on the streets of Burlington. To John Noyes, NELSON McRAE wills Mr. Ranger’s paternal and ever-vigilant guidance. DOLLY BANKS bequeaths her dislike of shorthand to Kathleen Smith. CLINTON RENFREW leaves his doubtful knowledge of American History to Robert Hastings White. To Mr. Kalijarvi, ROSE ARON bequeaths her mere five feet feeling that he will be more easily able to go through doors. HILDA CATHERINE YANTZ reluctantly leaves her boyish bob and mannish clothes to Gayla T.indsley. CATHERINE HOYE wills her live interest in the Vocational School to Theodore Kittredge, hoping that he can use it. FLOSSIE LYNAUGH bequeaths her intimate friendship with Rose Aron to Lilia Safford and Elizabeth Richmond. ELSINORE BROWN gives, devises, and bequeaths her peroxide bottle to Llewellyn Perkins to replenish his dwindling supply. To the incoming Freshman class, MAXINE HAYNES WARD leaves her dignified manners and refined ways, being sure that they can be used to great advantage.

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THE ACADEMY STUDENT 17 PROPHECY FOR THE CLASS OF 1935 A PLAY TIME: Fifty years hence. Place: Alpa’s home in Boston. Characters: Alpa Swett a very peppy old maid—leader in women’s work, charities, clubs, and what not. Philip Young: A lame old chap who has just returned from a lecture tour of Australia. Frances Rattigan: A grandmother. She knits for her grandchildren and likes to talk of the old days. Flossie Lynaugh: A gay divorcee looking for her fourth. Scene: Alpa’s sitting room. She is busy putting it to rights. Telephone rings: O! Hello Claudia. How is your rheumatism today? That’s good. What am I doing? Just straightening things up after my trip and getting acquainted with old friends again. Who do you suppose I saw in Cambridge yesterday? Helen Brock. Her grandson runs a taxi there and she is living with his family. You’d never guess who is coming to call this afternoon —Philip Young remember him? He just flew in from a lecture tour of Australia. (straightens hair) No one would guess this is a wig — looks like real, and is much more becoming than gray hair. Grace Marshall made it and she sure is a success at that even though she didn’t do so well in the printing business she started. I bought this dress in a New York shop. Sheila Ward and Ruth Bigelow sold it to me. (door bell rings and Philip limps in) P: Good afternoon, Alpa. How good it seems to see you again after all these years. It is a beautiful day, and the walk along the streets is delightful. As I waited to cross the street a big car passed by and I was pleased to see his honor. Mayor Sherrer and his wife. I couldn’t recall his wife’s name although her face was very familiar. Alpa: Helena Farnham was her name. You remember her in St. J. Academy. Philip: When I was in Russia a curious thing happened. I was passing through a village when I heard my name called. I turn-