Stoneham High School - Wildlife Yearbook (Stoneham, MA)

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GRADUATION NUMBER Lanchis, Lanchester High School, Lan- chester, Ohio. The Nor’easter, Northeastern Junior High School, Somerville, Mass. Aegis, Beverly High School, Beverly, Mass. The Pinion, Mackinley High School, Honolulu, Hawaii. The Broadcaster, Central City High School, Central City, Neb. { Station E. L. H. S., Edward Little ; High School, Auburn, Me. j Courier, Bristol High School, Bristol, i N. H. I The Flashlight, Superior High School, ! Superior, N. B. i The Flashlight, Wellston High School, ! Wellston, Miss. j The Simondonian, Simons Free High | School, Warner, N. H. I The Reflection, Woburn High School, j Woburn, Mass. | The Echo, Winthrop High School, j Winthrop, Mass. | The School Life, Melrose High School, I Melrose, Mass. I The High School Herald, Westfield, j The Blue and White, Edward F. Searics High School, Methuen, Mass. everywhere, one always hears, “Oh, Pll bring yours to-morrow.’’ For Messrs. Davis and E. T. Thibodeau “Say, did you hear of the new math course?” “No!” “They put the answers on the board and tell you to make up the problem.” These last few days everyone is washing us Seniors the best of luck in our future life work. Well, how about Miss Moore and Mr. Porter? Didn’t they say they were graduating too? Give them a little sob story about the fact that they’re having the best time of their young lives now. Oh, and don’t forget, “If you only knew it.” We hear a poor little Soph-o-more was drowned the other day. He was a good swdmmer, but his boat upset in a lake v;here there was no swimming allowed. Recipe for ’29’s Success We always laugh at teacher’s jokes, No matter what they be. And not because they’re funny. But because it’s policy. CLASS NOTES 1929 The Senior Class held its banquet on ' the evening of May 21, at the Hotel | Kenmore. A large per cent of the class ; were present, and the affair was a great | success. Scotch Hamill, the toastmaster, kept us entertained, and introduced the j speakers very cleverly, both in song (?) j and poetry. The speakers of the even- j ing were: Me. Nadeau, Mr. Watson, Mr. Porter, Miss Vera Moore, Mr. Earle T. [ Thibodeau, Miss Poland, and last but I not least was our own Mr. Gordon. The ! student speakers were Dorothy Wessell and Joseph Lundregan, and, of course. Bob. Mr. Gordon spoke on “Romance” and I’rn sure his speech caused no little discussion — and in a different way than it was meant. We’ll try and broaden out romance for you, Mr. Gordon, and on the athletic field as well. You must have rehearsed your speech to Miss Moore, Miss Poland, and Miss French prematurely. Pictures, pictures, everywhere, and not a one to be had. This really seems to be the true state of affairs, for al- though one sees pictures floating around E. T. T.: If you weren’t talking, Hib- bard, you were listening to Pierce. C. H.; Well, I can’t button my ears! E. T. T.: All right, take twenty min- utes to study it. E. T. T. (after twenty minutes:: Studied it? Any Senior Class the last two weeks of school: Studied what? We wonder if Mr. Alden also prefers “Home Thoughts From Abroad” to any of Browning’s poems? The Senior Class is informed by their own teacher advisor, that they can work out their own salvation. Where’s the school a’goin’. And what’s it gonna do. And how’s it gonna do it. When we Seniors all get through? We, the Class of 1929, of the Stone- ham High School, take this opportunity to bid adieu to the rest of the High School. We wish them the best of luck, and as much success in their undertak- ings as we have had in ours. And so, we say au revoir — but not goodby. Dear Marie: If I had you under the Carolina moon. [ 29 ]

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THE STONEHAM HIGH SCHOOL AUTHENTIC lives in Wakefield. Harold MacAnanny is married and lives in. Worcester. Eldred Patch went two years to Dart- mouth and then transferred to Massa- chusetts Agricultural College. Played some hockey according to the papers. George Eiley is now in the insurance game, although he’s tried several things including a little bit of law. We’ve heard him speak at town meetings. Dorothy Green confesses that she is working “in town”, meaning Boston, but fails to say where. Edith Ewing was working in the box factory, Wakefield, according to the la- test reports. Olive Goudey is employed by the Edi- son Electric Illuminating Co. of Boston. Mildred Krohn is with John Hancock Life Insurance Co. of Boston. As to mj ' self, Dick Barnstead, four years of Dartmouth for a B. S. and one year with the Stoneham Independent have convinced me that law is my fu- ture, so I enter Harvard Law for three years of work this fall. And there you have the class of 1924, as completely as we could get them under the circumstances. I might say a word for the benefit of those of the class who read this. Only three of the forty-seven felt that they did not want a reunion, the remainder were heartily in favor. However, it is a very hard thing to organize. The time to hold one is on the evening of Saturday, June 15th, but that is here already. Perhaps I one might be held in the fall, but it I would take much work to find out just who could be there and those who could not attend. The class of ’24 takes a bow and steps into oblivion as a unit. Its individual members may be seen now and then, ! but the rest remains only as a memory, or the form of a picture hung on the wall. May the future bring you all good luck. And to the graduating class of 1929, best wishes for success and a future of happiness. Adieu, for aye. EXCHANGES The Sagamore, Brookline High School, Brookline, Mass. Somerville High School Kadiator, Som- erville, Mass. The Abhis, Abington High School, Ab- ington, Mass. The Early Trainer, Essex County Training School, Lawrence, Mass. The Pilgrim, Plymouth High School, Plymouth, Mass. The Eastover, Oliver Ames High School, North Easton, Mass. Stetson Oracle, Stetson High School, Eandolph, Mass. The Pioneer, Eeading High School. Heading, Mass. E. O. T. C. Shield, University of Cin- cinnati, Cincinnati, Ohio. Netop, Turner Falls High School, Turner Falls, Mass. The Gypsj Portland High School, Portland, Conn. Drury Academe, Drury High School, North Adams, Mass. Apokeepsian, Poughkeepsie High School, Poughkeepsie, N. Y. The Caribbean, Cristobal High School, Cristobal Canal Zone. Wakefield High School Booster, Wake- field, Mass. The Hamiltonian, Hamilton High School, Hamilton, Mass. The Owl, Middleton High School, Mid- dletown, Mass. The Whittier Town Sentinel, Ames- bury. Mass. Poly Press, Baltimore Poly Technic, Baltimore, Md. The Spirit of Towle, Towle High School, Newport, N. H. The Eeporter, Bradford Academy, Bradford, Vt.

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THE STONEHAM HIGH SCHOOL AUTHENTIC sweetheart of all my dreams, my black- birds would be bluebirds now. Gee, honey, now I can forget Ramona, Louise, Billie, and all the girls, although I know they will cry, “Lover, come back to me.” Say, kid, you’re the cream in my coffee and the inspiration of the song I love. Every time I think of you there’s a rain- bow round my shoulder. Whoopee, the sun is at my window throwing kisses at me. You made me what I am today, and together, beloved, we’ll be happy in my blue heaven. I’m sitting on top of the world and too busy to feed hungry women, because I love you. Y ou know j you v cre meant for me, and when I’m i all alone back in my own back yard I’ll | be thinking of you. So let me call you j sweetheart, girl of my dreams. As you 1 know, wedding-bells are breaking up that old gang of mine; and I want to j build a nest for Mary. With that prec- i ious little thing called love we’ll go to i Sleepy Valley where you can meet my j Mammy. That is where the shy little ; violets grow, and in years to come we’ll have a little Sonny Boy who will be mighty lak a rose. We’ll send him to a southern college where he can pick cot- ton, do the raccoon and the Varsity Drag and walk with his sweetheart down among the sugar cane. I could be king for a day. Precious, but it all depends on you. To know you is to love you, and you’re mean to me, but some of these days I’ll tell the world I want to be happy. My inspiration is 3 ' ou; I treasured you, but now I’m; broken-hearted. I’m still in love with you, but I’m jealous of somebody else; so I’m ready for the river. That’s just my way of forgetting you. I’ll get by, but what does it matter? Some sweet day we’ll build a log cabin of dreams at the water’s edge, where we’ll let the rest of the world roll by. The Boy Friend. H. H. ’29. 1930 It is strange or perhaps not so strange that during the last quarter the Juniors have been lacking in their class jokes. (We can refer you to the Sophomores, ; however, as it is rumored that there are a large number there.) It has been said that we Juniors, realizing our rapidly approaching responsibilities of becom- ing Seniors, are becoming more zealous in our task. This must be true for we certainly wish to become the best Se- niors that ever held sway in the high school. Reviewing our past year we have con- cluded, not egotistically however, that the Juniors have had a most profitable year. All our school activities have been suijcessful, while the school ath- letic activities have been greatly sup- ported by members of our class. Most of our few soealled “wisecracks” have been supplied by our teachers. The following are examples of this type. E. B.: “How do you spell egotisti- cally?” j Ir. Davis: “E-G-0- period.” Mr. Gordon : “What’s the action of sulphuric acid?” A. T.: “Makes little holes.” INIr. Gordon : “Like a woodpecker, you mean ?” 1931 It won’t be long now before we’ll take a great step and become Juniors and we hope that the class of ’30 can set as fine an example for us as we will for the coming Sophs. The Sophomores are proud of having two three-letter men in their class and we compliment “Al” Kent and “Molly” Adzigian for their work in football, basketball and baseball. We sincerely hope that our class friend. Miss Moore, will happily con- tinue on the sea of matrimony. We casually mention that certain j Sophomores don’t stand quite so un- favorably with certain Seniors as one ; might suspect. ' We send our best regards to the grad- ! uates, and wish them the best of suc- ! cess. j Pat had a limited knowledge of the : bird kingdom. One day, while he was I walking dowm the street, he noticed a I green bird in a cage, talking and sing- ing. Thinking to pet it he stroked its head. The bird turned quickly, scream- ing: “Hello! What do you want?” Pat shied off like a frightened horse, lifting his hat and bowing politely as he stuttered out: “Excuse me, s-sir, I thought you was a birrd!” “Cosette, your lips are like rubies.” “Well! So it’s Ruby you were kiss- ing last night.” [ 30 ]