Taunton High School - Journal Yearbook (Taunton, MA)

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CLASS PROPHECY ETHEL NELSON at cARoi.vN WASHBURN, mf. CLel'S gofl EAN tapering hngers hovering over a crystal globe-a hunched flgure in loose robes-clashing reds, greens, yellows,-and above it all the dusky face of W. See-the-present-before-your-eyes Grant. What appears in this magic crystal? In breathless wonder we peer into its depths, hoping to catch a glimpse of old friends and acquaintances. First a scene in New York City's heaviest traffic. In the midst of rumb- ling trucks and clanging street cars rises the majestic figure of a blue- coated traffic cop. It is Lloyd Macadam gallantly escorting Thelma Rogers and her youngest through the teeming thoroughfare. Quickening his stride to comply with the jazzy protest of a squawking horn, he re- turns to direct Elizabeth Swan who sails triumphantly by in a gorgeous, fawn-colored flivver. Lo! as a splash of peacock blue and silver catches our eye, we notice a footman perched in full regalia on the running board, and recognize an old companion in misery, Abraham Berkover. This essence of finery hesitates before a theater where thousands are mobbing the entrance, for within there is about to be a concert. The Honorary George Schwartz, president of the musical society, CHORDS AND DISCORDS, is making a preliminary speech. His eye roves from time to time with admiration to a box where Harriet Warner, known the world over as Miss United States, sits enthroned in a mass of roses. The first on the program is an entrancing little ditty entitled jack was Every Inch a Sailor , sung by Miss Ernestine Mitchell. As she courtesies to the enthralled populace, the leader of the orchestra, Monsieur Charlie Hem- ingway, as much of a lion with the ladies as ever, comes forward with a huge bouquet made up of hfty-seven varieties of sunllowers, with the compliments of Mr. Heinz. There follows a soul-satisfying piano selec- tion, LES BELLES DAMES, rendered by Harry Silverman, who brings down the house. In the midst of the excitement we see Myrtle Chase and Crawford Glen marching hand in hand down the aisle selling HEY EDDIES and OH HENRYS to the clamoring mob. But enough of 58

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THE JOURNAL that,-for the eerie strains of a violin Hit through the hall. It is Constance VVitherell and her famous ODE TO A R'ASBERRY. But now the hall fades before our eyes, and in the glow appears a small town depot. An excited crowd of people are apparently awaiting with great eagerness an incoming train, which Bears aloft mid streamers and rice, A banner with this strange device. Welcome J. Turner! As we are wondering at the meaning of this expectant gathering and glancing around for an explanation, our attention is drawn to a billboard on which is emblazoned TO-NITE Hear j. TURNER HOOD Lecture on THE BENEFITS OF A THERMOS BOTTLE HOUSE at the CLEOPATRA GRANGE By the side of this dashing script is the picture of a man whose thought- ful countenance is so smothered in the waves of a flowing beard that we scarcely recognize our old class adviser. Right this way, ladies and gentlemen! just out! The Lockhart- Stark Graham crackers. The marvel of the ages! Excellent teether for young children-is also an unsurpassed dog food. Step right up! Only ten cents!! The attention of the crowd is drawn in an instant to the lusty vender, none other than George Boardman, and to his aide-de- camp, Victor Bobet, who is selling the noteworthy crackers right and left. On a nearby hayrick, a wisp of straw dangling from his open mouth, sits Hubert Hawkins devouring this phenomenon with tense interest. Bang! Crash! In the grand rush Eleanor Foster, dignified Doctor of Zinco- graphy, has fallen into the cracker tub. At the other end of the town where peace and tranquillity usually reign, a hubbub arises. Helen Babbitt,president of the Deaf and Dumb Society , stalks down the street followed by her crew. In her hand she brandishes a Boston American, on the front of which is a picture of Dot Adams, arrested for feeding gun powder to the pigeons on Boston Common 59