Stoneham High School - Wildlife Yearbook (Stoneham, MA)

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26 THE STONEHAM HIGH SCHOOL AUTHENTIC figure approaching; it was none other than prosper- ous-looking Thomas Carroll, at present an influential theatre magnate and producer. He puffed vigor- ously at a fat Havana as he grasped my hand in a grip of steel. Of course, I would look over the prod- ucts of the cinema for many of my old schoolmates were on Tommy’s payroll. We first entered the scenario department where we found various types of characters: Malcolm Watts was trying to perfect a good dime novel that would sell for a quarter; Rose Donovan and Florence Theroux were deeply concerned over a love problem, while in solitary con- finement Carlton Coombs was working himself into a frenzy over a mystery. From this point we traveled to the trials department where various stars were going through their paces. Among them I recog- nized Virginia Fiumara, famous “It Girl”; Harry Russell, Eliot Atherton, a Tarzan; Richard Jones, the ladies’ man; and John Mahoney and wife (Mary Ringland), Broadway Hill-Billies. Among the other female characters present I noticed Ruth Bar- ter, Lucille Isabelle, Eleanor Rigby, Doris Trites, and Emily Thibodeau, all members of the Scandal’s “Hot-steppers”. Suddenly a violent outburst disturbed the tranquillity as the star of stars, that Swedish comet, Herbert Monson, vented his feeling on his manager, Charles Hacking. As he strode off the lot, he was heard to exclaim in broken English, “Ay tank ay go home, now”! As this episode died out I decided to attend the marathon race in which Ralph Gould, Harry Carr, Harold Boulter, Francis McLaughlin, and David Kirkpatrick were all conceded an even chance to win the laurels. However, an unknown in the per- sonage of Leonard Marr, won a close race over Ralph Gould, who in fact just lost by a nose to the victor. As I turned to leave, a firm hand grasped my shoulder, and I was face to face with my old friend, Michael Mustone, at present superintendent of police. We chatted lengthily of old times and finally parted only on the promise that I would drop in on the morrow. The visit to the stronghold of the law was a mem- orable one in that many of my old chums in school were inhabiting the building. The first to be recog- nized was Marshall Pecker, desk sergeant of the bu- reau. Among the city’s finest were Charles Doyle, Leslie Morrison, Edward Palmer, and David Quincy, surely a formidable array! Before long I was con- ducted on a tour of the cells and imagine my sur- prise to find that the majority of the cells were oc- cupied by feminine tenants. In one cell there were Mabel Adams, Helen Barnes, Lucina Bailly, Eliza- beth Blackburn, and Helen Cleveland, who it seems had attended a bridge party. They explained their mistakes were bound to happen ( especially when one is playing bridge), a fact to which I readily agreed It seems that Helen had trumped her partner’s ace, thus creating a cause for rebuke. However, in the heat of the argument, the ladies forgot themselves, and before they knew it they were arrested for dis- turbing the peace. The next call contained more feminine tenants in the personages of Alyce Potter, Shirley Price, Alice Olsen, Kathryn Meehan, and Greta MacKay. The story, as Alyce told me, also concerned Special Officer Robert Prive, who, so they said, was always looking for trouble. The girls swore that they weren’t breaking any laws when they crossed the self-controlled blinker system. However, according to the officer, the girls had tied up traffic by maintaining a stop light against both lines of traffic. Next I was treated to an amusing sight as Franklin Shay was on trial for bigamy. Audrey Rice, Ida Fortini, and Virginia Adams, clam- ored loudly for his scalp while more of his victims remained in the background. Another interesting case centered around Wilbur Chapman who had manufactured a new beverage. He had tried to demonstrate his superiority over such notorious characters as William Brassil, Raymond Finnegan, and Benjamin Cutter. Leaving the home of the gendarmes, I perceived a rather large group approaching. In the center of this was Harold Howes, while Mary Allin and Doro- thy Amo had a tight grip on “Ike’s” arms. Frances Mustone, Maryalice Conley, and Dorothy Cleveland were struggling desperately for an inside position. I learned later that “Ike” had just drawn a ticket on the Irish sweepstakes. With this scene still in my mind, I turned a corner and walked right into Winifred Gilligan, Esther Newhall, Marjorie Tren- holm, Gladys Stowcll, and Claire Werre. At the head of this group was Kathleen Feeney leading her workers in the singing of our old graduation theme! Thus with the melody still ringing in my ears, I was forced to bid adieu to my comrades as the last of the Class of 1935 passed before my eyes. For several minutes I was unable to realize my position until the voice of my aide interrupted my train of reveries. This, then, was the end of my wondrous experience. I grasped his hand and thanked him for the privilege that had been mine — “When I dipped into the future far as human eye could see; Saw the vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be.” Philip Riley. PROPHECY OF PROPHET One sunny day in June, I decided to go golfing. I motored out to the club, entered the locker room, changed my clothes, procured my bag from the bag- master, and went to the caddy-house to get a caddy,

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