St Pauls School - Sigillum Yearbook (Garden City, NY)

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4 slim 400 pounds and in condition for my career at the 42nd Street Bellucci's Frisky French Follies. Bob, you know, bought out Minski several years ago, and the secret of his success lies in the fact that he takes such a deep personal interest in his business. Have you heard anything of Dick Morse? Two, three, umph, pirouette! Yes, he has been elected Mayor of the absolutely, positively, guar- anteed largest city in the whole United States. New York? No! Ellsworth, Maine I That's not the largest city in the United States. Maybe not by population, son, but it is by area. Have you heard about the wonderful comeback of Frost's Flops. Flops? Basketball team? No, pinochle team. However, they still have that old fight. What do you say we go over to Smiley Ed Regnell's Tavern and get a couple of lemonades. Lemonades? At Regnell's place? Yes! You know Ed has a pretty swell joint here on the Bowery. That's where Boss Brandenburg's political machine hangs out. The machine often stalls, but it will never run out of gas with Bran- denburg around. Ed's O. K. just you wait till it gets going. I-Ie'll out-Tweed Tweed and Croker, too. Bang, Crash, Wham-what a fight! Better call for Hogan, Regnell's star professional bouncer. Sniff, sniff-Fair and Warmer-not bad look- ing either. Snuff, Snuff-Fair and Warmer? Say, Jud, is that fellow a wolf or just stuck up? No, no! You don't mean to tell me you don't recognize Kreuscher. I-Ie's a professional weather sniffer. He can smell a storm 500 miles away. I don't think he smells so good. But I thought Fred was working in a garage. At quite a novel job, too, for he at last found a place for his hot air-inflating tires. I-Iave you heard anything more about that ace midget auto racer, our friend, Tom? Why, yes. He's sure making dough now-he's a Baker. Well, I guess that covers everybody except Bill Bennett. Let me tell you about him. What's he doing? ' Doing? Ah, you guessed it. He's assistant-to the assistant-to the assistant Professor of Latin at Saint Paul's and is he happy now! Mr. Tanner has just promised to let him read a copy of Ars Amatoriaf' Page Twenty-Seven

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Now let us for a moment gaze upon and consider next year's seniors, the class of 1942. They have distinguished themselves in almost every field-ath- letic, scholastic, and social. Boehm, l-larstedt, Moore, E. Rahe, and Lltz are the most renowned of the class athletes. Barrett, Hiergesell, with Boehm and E. Rahe again, provide honor roll grades, while a goodly number of boys are most always found at social gatherings. Wise fools! At least that is the trans- lation of the word sophomores from the Greek. Surely the whole literal meaning may be applied to this class of 1943. Wise they are-in regard to studies. The monthly honor roll includes such names as Cameron, Elliot, D. Griffin, Neumann, and R. Rahe. As for sports, on the varsities, leagues, and j. V. teams, Clemmer, Finch, Farrington, Harris, and R. Rahe have more than once displayed their ability. Eagerness and high spirit characterize this class of '42, Startling, almost unbe- lievable tales have reached our ears re- garding the exploits of some of these Fifth Formers, as a result of which sup- pression by the sedate seniors has had to be frequently forced upon them. Nev- ertheless, let us hope that they may prove themselves noteworthy seniors next year. Now, as for fools, they certainly have a fine crop of them also, but we refrain from naming them through lack of space only, not from consideration. In addition, a word about David Elliott, the English lad, who in his first year in America has told us much of his native country. Everyone's friend, David always seems to be in a hurry, some- thing most Americans cannot quite rec- oncile with their ideas of an English- man. Page U'wenty-Wine