Taunton High School - Journal Yearbook (Taunton, MA)

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CLASS WILL lf, of '21, without exception the best class that Taunton High has ever seen. being mentally, morally, and financially embar- assed, have nothing to leave to the second, the third, and the fourth-best classes but the following individual bequests:- I. Bro'wn:-My elongated extremities to jakey Berkover '22. A. Carr:-My excessive height to Young and Blake '22, to be shared equally. M. Cllild:--To Hazel Lapham '22, my ability to look interested in his- tory class so that I shall not be called on to recite. D. Crew:-My ability to make an acquaintance to C. W. '23 G. Ealon:-My standing room in the E. Taunton car to H. Campbell '24. S. Gardner:-To McNally, my crepe-de-chine basketball. I. Gol11'stein.'--To Mr. Walker, my goat which he angled for vainly for three years. B. Grant:-My amusing laugh to Miss W ---- , French class. H. Haskins:-To Ruth Ripley '23, my unsurpassed ability to secure the largest ice cream cone in the lunch room. D. King:-To the lone girl in the Physics III class, my sympathy. W. Mason:-To Brady '23, my scattered brains. A. Maslerson:-My sympathy to future history classes. M. Menice:-My important position as drum-corps director of 106 to L. Brassel '22. C. Miller:-To Dinty O'Day '22 my place in Mr. Quinn's affections. A. Perra:--AMy well-polished sergeant's stripes to Major Dunn '22, F. Quinlan:--My community powder-puff to any deserving junior girl. C. S ylvander:-To L. Gibson, my desk full of scrap paper in Room 101 that he so kindly left during study periods. L. lVitherell.'-To C. VV. '23, my Cum laude, in the hope that she will prefix a Magna 55

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THE JOURNAL TAUNTON HIGH SCHOOL FACULTY 1920-1921 FRED U. VVARD F. ARTHUR WALKER M. MILDRED ATVVELL G. WARREN AVERILL MARION R. BOTTOMLEY I. LOUISE BULLARD GLADYS W. CHACE FRANCES H. CHANDLER W. j. CLEMSON ALGIE CUMMINGS CHARLES A. DANOLDS LOVICY DELANO FREDERIC T. FARNSWORTH FRANCES R. FOSTER ELWOOD FRASER MURIEL GELINAS HELEN G. GILMAN FLORENCE E. GREENLEAF MADELENE I-IANDY CHARLES A. HATHAWAY FLORENCE KELLEY MARTHA E. LORD ANNA R. MANUEL MAYDELL MURPHY JOSEPH R. PARKER ANNA B. PERKINS VVILLIAM P. QUINN ELSIE A. SALTHOUSE FRANCES B. SANGER AUGUSTA E. STEWART FLORENCE H. STONE RUTH E. WELLS GLADYS M. VVILBUR LAWRENCE W. VVILBUR EDITH M. WILLIAMS A. BELLE YOUNG Principal Sub-Master, Mathematics Latin, Ancient history Manual training General science Mathematics Mathematics English Music Commercial branches Algebra, Athletics Civics, English French, Latin Secretary Chemistry, General science Commercial branches Librarian Sewing English Physics, Botany English English Cookery English Mechanical drawing Latin History French Mathematics Commercial branches English French Mathematics Commercial branches Freehand drawing Commercial branches 54

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C-r V Q Munavis CLASS PROPHECY I RYI NG A. BROXYN I 'l'IiR I was graduated from the Taunton High School, I studied at Pecan Vniversity where I was graduated with the degree of N. II. T. and became a full-Hedged squirrel on the tree of know- ledge. But twenty years of hard labor was all I could endure. Crack! Crack!! Crack!!! This time it was my brain. My physician prescribed travel as a sure cure-all. In fact he insisted upon it if I desired perman- ent relief. And for months I looked to scenery and change of environ- ment for the elixir of health. But I knew that I did not improve. Children pointed at me, old men gazed at me and shook their heads. Without consulting my physician, I determined now to seek human companionship. I felt that this was my only remaining hope. Besides, I was down to my last nickel. So for safety I placed it in my mouth. Unfortunately a trio of ruffians composed of King, Mason, and Goldstein did me up. In consequence as I awakened from my state of innocuous desuetude, I discovered that I had swallowed the nickel. I leaned against the trolley post to support myself. Upon the approach of the car marked I-Ierringtown, I asked Motorman Cabral if I might ride for a nickel on the inside. Fabral with his accustomed graciousness admitted me. I climbed on and kept my ears open. Said Miss Austin to Miss Ballam, If you'd only move over, one more could sit down. Yes, spoke up Conlon, nosing into the conversation, if Cantoreggi would only get up, the whole carful could be seated. Conlon was looking for local color for his new novel, and Cant, the blacksmith, showed him several shades of blue. Meanwhile Clara Briggs, being tired of strap-hanging, inquired if any of them had homes, as she, 56