Thomaston High School - Owl Yearbook (Thomaston, CT)

Text from Pages 1 - 76 of the 1930 volume:

SAVINGS DEPARTMENT Deposits as small as one dollar will be accepted. Deposits made on or before the first business day of the month will draw interest from the first day of the month. Interest at the rate of four per cent payable May first and November first will be paid on savings deposits. COMMERCIAL DEPARTMENT We solicit checking accounts. Doing business by check is the safe way. Every paid check is both a record and a receipt of a business transaction. VAULT DEPARTMENT Safety Deposit Boxes in our strong modern vault are for rent at $ t.()() and upward per year. TRAVELERS’ CHECKS You will find our travelers’ checks a great convenience when traveling or on your vacation. They can be cashed at any bank or hotel. This bank is equipped to give the most efficient service that modern methods and an experienced working force can insure. We give personal attention to the needs of our customers and guarantee courteous treatment to all. (Duntmsfmt ntimtnl 555 m Page One .................. say THOMASTON SAVINGS BANK THE LARGEST SAVINGS BANK, WITH ONE EXCEPTION, IN LITCHFIELD COUNTY 5% PAID DEPOSITORS FOR YEARS DEPOSIT IN A MUTUAL SAVINGS BANK ALL PROFITS BELONG TO DEPOSITORS OVER FIVE MILLION ASSETS OVER A MILLION SURPLUS AND PROFITS Page Two A GOOD BANK TO BE WITH— SAVE SOMETHING MONTHLY hat ever You Win a Motor Car You IVill Find in the BUICK CHEVROLET Buick success is one of the great triumphs of American industry. And it is wholly attributable to the fidelity with which Buick executives have adhered to sound policies and high ideals. The new six-cylinder CHEVROLET brings to you the latest and best in modern design and construction, and is the outstanding sensation of the year. GET BEHIND THE WHEEL OF THESE FAMOUS CARS AND GET THE FACTS! Johnson’s Auto Station Paije Three QUIET MAY Here are some of the reasons why you should heat your home with QUIET MAY AUTOMATIC OIL BURNER 1 1. Quiet 2. Economical 3. Simple 4. 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THE CONNECTICUT POWER COMPANY THOMASTON, CONNECTICUT WILLIAM S. YOOS GENERAL CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER COMPLIMENTS OF Paramount Theatre Management of Cabol and Hennequin THOMASTON, CONN. Page Eight LATTIMER SHOP LOUIS LATTIMER, Prop. ALL UP-TO-DATE HABERDASHERY SUITS SHOES SPENCER SHOE AGENT Attforamt i hop}.t? SODA CANDY LUNCH Thomaston, Connecticut For the Man Who Cares The Florsheim Shoe Active young men want alert-looking, comfortable shoes, shoes that stay young in spite of their mileage. Footwear by Florsheim meets this exacting demand . . . . and at a price as attractive as these smart shoes themselves . . in Black and new Browns. Most Styles $10 Flynn’s Shoe Store Main Street Tel. 45-2 Home of Good Shoes Page Nine T. M. Lyons THOMASTON’S NEW INDUSTRY Son THE 1 MODEL 855S8 LAUNDRY Insurance Notary Public W Real Estate Your Patronage Desired ’ Mortgage Loans L. B. MURPHY, Prop. Waterbury’s Leading Sport Shop A Few Doors Up from State Theatre COMPLETE LINE OF Tennis, Golf, Baseball, and Fishing Tackle WM BIENER CONROY 161 EAST MAIN STREET Page Ten The Hartford Hospital Training School Graduating Class YOUR CAREER The Hartford Hospital Training School for Nurses offers you the opportunity of a professional career, if you are a high school graduate. In addition to many educational advantages, the school offers such recreation as professional Glee Club and Dramatic instruction, Basket Ball, Swimming, and Scouting. The Nurses’ Residence is home-like and attractive. Students have an eight-hour day with one afternoon off each week and five hours oft' on Sunday. The school is now in its fifty-second year and has graduated eleven hundred and sixty nurses. The present enrollment is two hundred and thirty students. Classes are admitted in September and in February. For further information, address1 PRINCIPAL, Hartford Hospital Training School Hartford, Connecticut Page Eleven Plume Atwood Mfg. Co. LOOKING AHEAD 5 YEARS FROM NOW After High School comes the parting of the ways. Classmates who have sailed along together for the past four years begin to follow different paths. Some will advance toward success by leaps and bounds. Others will merely “mark time.” WILL YOU BE AMONG THE SUCCESSFUL? Of course you want to be one of those who will be holding a good position with a bright outlook for the future five years from now. Therefore, we suggest that you capitalize your High School education by specializing in some particular vocation. If you are interested in Business, a few months’ training in this school will prepare you for a good position. Our Employment Department will be glad to cooperate with you in finding your first opening. If you would like to know more about the plan we have to offer to High School graduates, we’ll be glad to send you one of our catalogs, entirely without obligation. 108 BANK STREET POST COLLEGE WATERBURY, CONN. PHONE 1693 Faye Twelve Page Thirteen I™ SCHOOL OF BUSINESS ADMINISTRATION AND SECRETARIAL SCIENCE Collegiate Courses are offered at the Morse College to High School Graduates desiring to become Business Executives. Our Position Bureau places all graduates in worth while positions so that all the Morse College student has to accomplish is the satisfactory completion of the interesting training, whether Business Administration or Secretarial Science. Bulletins will be mailed those interested if they write to the College Secretary. DICTATION GROUP—MORSE COLLEGE Shorthand is taught in many such individual groups so that all young ladies get advantage of personal contact Page Fourteen Assistant Manager ................. Literary Editor C i re illation M an age r Art Director ......... Ella Bradley ....... Fritz Petke Stanley Hotchkiss Christobel Hampshire Charlotte Sangster .... Grace Nelson BUSINESS STAFF Sybil Mattoon Robert Grahan Rebecca Frazier CIRCULATION STAFF Mary Sullivan Doris Barrett Louis Smith Eleanor Doty REPORTERS Mildred Florian Helen Holm Edward O’Brien Sophie Grohoski Mabel Brooks Betty Guernsey Shirley Beardslee Agnes Claffey STRIVE ONWARD Ever since we could sense what responsibility means we have been continually urged by our parents and teachers to strive onward. We hear these verbal exhortations and realize the importance of their content. However, there is something else that arrests our attention and perhaps influences 11s more than anything that is said. Everything that surrounds 11s silently says, “Strive onward.” All the modern conveniences and luxuries have not come through one day’s work, but rather they are the results of much time, labor, and patience. They are the results of some voice that has said, “Strive onward.” In the business world today there is room for only those who strive and yet strive again. In our school life we must strive to master our daily lessons. The athletic teams must strive to win their games, and not only that but strive to show good, clean sportsmanship. Finally coming down to our own selves; there is something within 11s that unceasingly tells us to strive onward and make a place for ourselves in the large and busy world. The world is not going to stand still and wait for us. We must rather strive to keep pace with the world and push ahead of it so that we can stand on top of the world. Let us “Strive onward.” Ella M. Bradley ’30 Page Fifteen I’HE OWL ST A IT When Love Seems Cruel Sweet strains of music tilled the church as the people gathered reverently in their places. Soon all was hushed and quiet, as the voice of the soloist was heard softly singing: “Abide with me, fast falls the eventide. The darkness deepens, Lord with me abide!” It continued to the end and then concluded with a soft “Amen”. The minister rose and in a rich voice prayed for the safe deliverance of the little soul, which had passed away so quietly a short time ago. The choir sang softly, “Lead, Kindly Light. The church suddenly became d filled with subdued weeping as they reached the lines: “I loved to see and choose my path. But now. Lead Thou me on! As the last notes died away, the Holy Father rose and again led the mourners in a prayer for a happy life in the future of little Suzette. At the conclusion four boys of twelve or thereabouts rose and marched forward, laying huge bouquets of lilies on her coffin and then stood aside to allow the people a last look at the dearly beloved child. I rose with the rest of the mourning throng and passed up to gaze upon her face. As I stood there, it seemed to me that God had been cruel to this poor Mother, for the child was only two. Her golden hair clung in curly tendrils about her smiling countenance. Her chubby hands cold with death, lay folded on her breast, clasping a lily of purity. Surely God had taken an Innocent from the world, yet He had done so quickly and quietly. Fascinated by her beauty, I suddenly became aware that I stood alone beside the coffin, the tears rolling down my cheeks and a lump in my throat. I stumbled back down the aisle as the organ sweetly played the strains of “Nearer Mv God to Thee— Nearer to Thee.” MEMORIES (Dedicated to The Seniors) Four years have passed so rapidly We hardly knew they went. But we rejoice, we girls and boys, For us alone they were meant. First we the lowly Freshmen were. And looked with awe and pride Upon the mighty Seniors, Who mingled by our side. And next our journey brought us Into the Sophomore Class. Where then the Freshmen gazed As we walked proudly past. At hist we were the Juniors, Whose fame is handed down. For this their great yearly event— The glorious Junior prom. And now, oh mighty world of ours! We are such proud Seniors. And as we journey on. we feel So sad to leave all you. —Wallace Smith '31 Page Her nitre it Mabel Frances Barnes Mabel Barnes is our manhater, But she'll get one sooner or later Doris Barrett Glee Club 2-3 School Play 2 Secretary 2 Art Class Owl Staff 4 Doris Barrett, nicknamed Dory Dancing is her crowning glory. Page Eighteen Shirley Gertrude Beardslee Glee Club 2-3-4 Basketball 3 Basketball Manager 4 School Play 3-4 Student Council 3 Owl Staff 3-4 Most Popular Girl Actress Virginia Gay Bowen “Bee” Ella, whose nickname we can plainly see, Is typical of the busy bee. Glee Club 3-4 Art Class 2 Class Pessimist “Pidge” Pidge is a girl of fame, Drawing is her middle name. Ella May Bradley Library Club 4 Glee Club 2-3-4 Editor of Owl 4 Treasurer 3 Page Nineteen Tugc Twenty Ruth Mercer Brown Salutatorian Debating Club 3 Library Club 1 Glee Club 2-8-4 Art Class 2-3 “Brownie” Rutli Brown, the girl from Plymouth Town, Is sure as a nurse to gain renown. Bernice Agnes Childs Glee Club 2-3-4 Best Dancer “Bernie” Bernie is a girl of merit, If you need energy—she can spare it. Dorothy Elizabeth Chipman Student Council 3 Vice President 4 Basketball 2-3-4 Captain Basketball Team 4 Girl Athlete “Dot” Dot Chipman, our athletic star, Has everyone beat, both near and far. mxraui Mary D’Andrea Glee Club 2-3-1 Art Class 2 Class Babv Girl ‘Shrimp’ .Mary is our Senior Class Babv, She’ll grow up someday—maybe. Lucia Winifred Dewell Valedictorian Student Council 2-4 Glee Club 2-3 Art Class 2 Basketball 3-4 Owl Staff 3 Most Studious Girl “Lou” Lucia is an all round star. Her rating is always higher than par. Walter Chester Dickinson Owl Staff 3 Orchestra 1-2 1’resident 3 N ice President 1 Basketball I School Play 3-4 Actor “Red” Page Twenty-One Phyllis Grace Duff Glee Club 2-3-1 Basketball 3-1 “Phil” Phyllis of commercial fame Will add new laurels to her name. Mary Regina Fischer Library Club 4 Debating Club 3 Secretary 1-2 Art Class 2 Glee Club 3 Cutest Girl “Fish” Mary’s small and neat and trim. Full of youth, vigor and vim. Robert Morrison Graham Glee Club 2 Owl Staff 1 Cutest Boy-Class Baby Boy Best Dressed Boy “Jiggs” Robert of his sex is tiniest. But his quality’s of the finest. :: ::i”::i::mnnii:i;iuiuRi:iTininniginiimiiiiniminni iiiiMimriimniiiin Page Twenty-Two Stanley Robert Grohoski Basketball 2-3-1 Baseball 3-4 Baseball Captain 4 Class Giant Boy Athlete “Stan” Stan’s a giant and athlete; With strength superb, lie’s hard to beat. Roland Gotthard Gustafson Orchestra 1-2 Class Play 4 “Gussie” Roland is both skillful and wise He’s like yeast—he’s bound to rise. Margaret Gray Higgins Library Club 4 Treasurer 4 Glee Club 2-8-4 Owl Staff 3 President 1 Vice President 3 Basketball 3-4 “Maggie” Margaret Higgins—to a blonde we refer, The type that gentlemen seem to prefer. Page Twenty-Three Page Twenty-Four Doris Eugenia Madeux Glee Club 2-3-4 Class Lovelorn “Steve” Doris Madeux—class lovelorn, Her lost suitors does sadly mourn. Art Class 2-3-4 Glee Club 2-3-4 Owl Staff 4 “Greta” Greta lias ability rare, For the artistic she has a flair. Helen Mary Mezocowski Class Beauty Grace Wilhelmina Nelson ‘Heych’ Helen M., our dainty class beauty, Believes in always performing her duty. Faye Twenty-File James Edward O’Brien Owl Staff 3 Student Council 4 Glee Club 4 Basketball 3-4 Baseball Manager 4 Most Popular Boy “Bub” James O’Brien is a wonder, He very seldom makes a blunder. Phyllis Marion Odenwald Glee Club 4 “Phyl” Phyl’s a girl of winning grace. We’ll all remember her smiling face. Clarence Watson Parsons Baseball 3-4 “Womanhater” “Clepa” Aviation is this man’s game. He’ll fly high and capture great fame. Twenty-Mix Frederick Edward Petke Owl Staff 4 Class Play 4 Most Studious Boy “Fritz” Fritzy is a studious boy, To watch him work is just pure joy. Charlotte Theresia Sangster Library Club 4 Vrice President 2 Glee Club 4 Owl Staff 4 Class Optimist Red Mary Sullivan, with hair of flame, Good natured and smiling, always the same. Mary Teresa Sullivan Library Club 4 Secretary 4 Owl Staff 2-4 Treasurer 2 Basketball 2-3-4 Best Dressed Girl “Chot” Charlotte is our fashion plate; Her dress and hat are up-to-date. Page Twenty-Seven Edna Winnifred Swanson Library Club 4 Student Council 4 Glee Club 2 Class Giantess “Eddie” Eddie, class giantess, we’re told. Vet she’s worth her weight in gold George William Taylor President 4 Glee Club 4 Baseball 3-4 Basketball 3-4 Basketball Captain 4 Handsomest Bov “Tay” On the diamond and the court, Taylor stars in every sport. Edward Paul Vitzoski Glee Club 3 ‘Specks’ Specks is a boy as good as his word. He’s there to be seen and not to be heard. Page Twenty-Eight George Edward Warrenburger Owl Staff 3 Student Council 4 Glee Club 4 Orchestra 1-2 Basketball 3 Baseball 4 “Bud” Syncopation is his line; He is drumming all the time. Gerda Louise Wehrle Basketball 4 “Gert” Bright and peppy Gerda Wehrle, Seldom seen with hair that's curly. 3n mpmortaitt ( SHIOMOIE M. DK 1J1K Page Twenty-Nine A LUCKY BREAK I'or two years Ed Fanning- and Hob King had lived at a little boarding house not far from the campus. The two had enjoyed the confidence of their landlady, and at school the authorities had never even suspected them of living with any but relatives. All had gone well. Lately the formerly well-pleased Mrs. Carey, fearing the reputation of her house, had adopted an interest in their goings and comings. Ed worked a few evenings a week in an office downtown and this kept him out at night—hut Hob—well, different circumstances detained him. At first, the woman mildly advised the boys, then scolded them, condemned their characters, and fiercely threatened. From day to day, her anger had risen to an awful height until last night, when she found King making an after midnight entrance into the C'arey home. “Nice work. sighed Fanning, “the credit all goes to you. brainless, and the From is tomorrow night—the FROM! 1)' you hear? What are you going to do ?” But poor Hob made no answer. Suddenly came a step from the hall, a rap on the door, and in a moment Mrs. Carey appeared. She flared at them as usual. “I am a fool. she snapped, “to be letting the likes of you young rogues ruin the name of my good home. If I catch you again, Hob, prowlin’ around after twelve, out you go and Ed with you.” She then spotted on the bureau Hob’s pair of keys to the hall doors. The last hope ! In a move she had them, and. turning to Ed, demanded his also. “I’m your master now,” she concluded. “It’s for me to say what you’ll do. So remember—just one more chance—just one.” Fanning and King knew she meant “just one.” “Gee. tomorrow night—the Prom, what will we do, you big dumbbell?” “Listen, Ed! It’s up to von to stay home and let me in.” First, it seemed suicide to attempt to trick Mrs. Carey, but necessity, Page Thirty amj AHvaan the mother of all true invention, was on their side and at last a plan was adopted. “Say, folks,” piped Hob at supper table, “have you read about the latest trip Lindy made?” At his signal, Ed slipped into the kitchen and slipped unseen to the fireplace. He took from a nail over the range a pair of keys to the hall doors. A second later he was back in his seat. Still there was a hitch in the program. After the meal King demanded the keys and Fanning refused to surrender them. “What? Give you the keys,” argued Ed, “so that you and your blonde can get home with the milkman? No, Hob, the stars are going to be shining when I come back.” “Yes—and you’ll fall asleep and forget I’m alive,” replied Hob. “Give me them, Ed. Say, let’s have one key anyhow. You keep the key for the inner door and I’ll take the other. When we go we’ll leave the outer door open. Then when you get home you can arrange the doors so as to let yourself in. In that way we can both get in.” The morning after, Ed, ascending the steps, pushed open the unresisting outer door; the inner door also yielded to his key. For a second, he stood in the dim light of the hall. Then dreamily he locked the door behind him the inner door, the wrong one. About two hours later, Mrs. Carey, in her room on the to]) floor was awakened by a terrible sound from the hall below. Her terrified mind could only think of burglars. “Hurglars!” she screamed Frightened, she made her way to the phone and called the police station which was only around the corner. The gruff voice of the desk sergeant gave her courage. Then she went down the hall and rapped lightly on the door of the boy’s room. A slight movement within assured her of some masculine aid. Ed knew at once what the trouble was. Now to get Hob in safely. “Hurry,” exclaimed Mrs. Carey, “the burglar’s in the front hall.” “You be ready to put the light on when I give you the signal,” suggested Ed. “I’ll open the door and be ready to hit him with this chair when he comes out. Now, remember, don’t put the light on until I tell you.” Ed then opened the door that opened from the inside without a key. He fumbled around as if by accident, thus giving Hob a chance to run in and up to his room. “Light!” cried Ed. 'rhe woman shrieked wildly. Then came a banging of a window sash, the noise of a breaking pane, and all was quiet again. In a second, a stream Page Thirty-Two of policemen rushed into the house. Ed. followed by the woman and the police, rushed into his room. The light was soon put on. but it revealed no trace of the intruder except the broken glass. Each chair was in its place, each bit of clothing was hung neatly away-—everything was in order. Over in the bed, to the concealed surprise of Fanning, there lay, buried to the chin in clothes, the huge Bob King. As quickly as they had come, the police retired in a vain effort to catch the “burglar”. Before long, everything was again in order in the Carey home. “Oh, Ed.” said Mrs. Carey, “what a fine, big man you’ve been! It’s so noble, what you have done. And, Ed, from the bottom of my heart, I regret that I’ve ever had an angry word with you. And—Bravo slept through it all —my boy, forgive me!” Bob then rolled clumsily over in bed and mumbled, “For the love of Mike, Ed, tell her we’ll consider it. Doris Barrett ’30 Page Thirty-Three JUNIOR CLASS Just as he got inside the door, the telephone rang. The landlady answered it. “For you, Mr. Strong,” she called. Jack went to the phone and picked up the receiver hastily. “Hello,” he said quickly. You, Jack? hat arc we going to do tomorrow night?” a sweet voice said. “Margaret, I’ve got a hard luck story to tell. I was just held up, and outside of my board money I’m broke,” he answered, pitifully. “Trying to kid me along again this week, are you? You see how far it works on me, she said and slammed down the receiver. Jack walked up to his room. The only girl he had ever really loved had turned back on him. Saturday and Sunday passed by uneventfully and quickly. After a boring four hours Monday morning and a tiresome afternoon he put away his papers and prepared to go home. He decided to call up his broker first and see how the stock was going. He called the number. “Line’s busy,” said the haughty voice of the operator. “Just my luck,” he exclaimed, sadly. “It hasn’t gone up anyway.” He strolled out of the office toward the boarding house. “Same old routine everyday,” he said to himself as he went into the corner drug store. He had come in for a drink but he saw the telephone booth there and stepped inside. He called his broker’s number. He got him this time. “How’s Peanut Butter stock today?” he said in an anxious tone. “Going fine, went up five points today. Better hang on though, it looks good.” “All right, goodbye,” he said in a joyful tone of voice. “But wait! Sell! I’ll be down after the money as quickly as I can.” ‘All right, but I think you’re foolish.” came the voice over the phone, as Jack put the receiver down. No sooner had he put il down than it went up to his ear again. “Give me. Liberty 7(55 f Hello. Margaret? What do you say we go to the show tonight?” “Dinner afterwards?” said Margaret, forgetting she had been angry. “Sure, everything you want,” said Jack happily. ♦'That’s great, Jack! I’m sorry I was hasty before.” Did they h ave fun that night? That was just one of many nights. On one of these nights Jack put over the big question. They are now living happily in a bungalow on the outskirts of the city. Roland Gustafson ’30 Thirty-Fin: ■ SOPHOMORE CLASS WONDER WHAT A CAR THINKS? Mv Heavens, I suppose I’ve got to go out again tonight and have a lot of silly girls digging their spike heels in my upholstery and strewing my cushions with powder and hairpins. I never get a rest. When I’m home, my owner decides my anatomy needs a thorough investigation and takes my internal workings out, spreads them around my body, and gazes at them with a speculative eye. This part and that part are given a sharp scrutiny and a piece is put in here or taken out there, until I look like a lady after her beauty treatment. I am reassembled again and I feel as if I had been through the World War. I cough, sneeze, snort, and growl, but still it doesn’t mean anything to my owner. He gets out and gets under and curses and swears and makes some nasty remark about selling me for junk or else buying a decent car. At last I am ready to begin my journey. We go down to a house and pick up a certain creature that lives there and off we go. Gosh, I feel as if I were going to die any minute. I think I need a drink. Yes, I do and I’m going to get one. There! I blew the radiator cap off. At last I get a drink. I feel fifty per cent better. Finally a certain person decides she will drive. Here’s where I meet my Waterloo. Ouch! for Heaven’s sake, go easy with those gears. What do you think I am anyway—a coffee grinder? There, I just missed a tree. There goes my back fender on a fence. My Lord, there’s a cat with only eight lives left, three dead chickens, a crippled cow, a man climbing a sign post, a lady sitting in a basket of eggs, and a runaway horse. Who said I couldn’t beat anything on the road? Here’s a truck loaded with brass. Gosh, it sounded like a ten piece jazz band when I hit it. There goes another fender to hold up a telephone pole. Ah, a narrow bridge! Another car coming—-well, I get there first. I knew it. What a crash! I’ll bet that man will buy a new car before long. Well, here comes the train. I’ll beat that too. Crash! I knew it would happen some day. I kissed the train. Well, never mind. I’ll die happy. Johnny lived out in the country on a farm. It was a beautiful big farm with a hedge all the way around the house. It was on the State Highway, and all day long and far into the night cars went by going somewhere very The school bus went by every morning at half past eight. It took the children to school in town a mile down the state road. Johnny was not old Virginia Bowen ’30 fast. ................mijj ® enough to go to school, but he liked to watch the bus stop to pick up the children who did go. He longed for the day when he too could ride on the bus. “How much does it cost you every day to ride to school?” he asked another boy. “Oh, it doesn’t cost the children anything at all,” answered the boy. “The school board pays the driver so much a year, and he takes the children in free.” “You don’t have go give the man any money at all?” asked Johnny, who knew that when they went to the city they had to pay the man on the street cars so that they might ride. “No, it doesn’t cost anything at all. Johnny,” laughed the boy. Johnny thought it over carefully. If it didn’t cost anything to ride, why couldn’t he ride, too? He went out one morning with the other children to get on the bus. llut the bus driver only laughed and waved his hand at him. Johnny went inside the yard again and sat down by the hedge. He did so want to ride in that bus! A big blue bus came slowly down the road. It appeared to be having engine trouble. It stopped short almost in front of the hedge. The bus driver got out and tinkered with the’engine for a while and then went into Johnny’s house to telephone. All the passengers got out and walked up and down. Some were angry and looked at their watches. Some laughed and joked and didn’t seem to care whether they ever reached any place or not. Then after a little while another blue bus came along and all of the passengers got into that. Johnny stared. Was this his chance to ride in a bus? He looked up towards the house to see if anyone could see him. Hut no one was watching. They trusted little Johnny to be good and stay within the yard as he had been told to do. Johnny looked, turned his head toward the bus, and then ran as fast as his short legs would carry him to the bus. “Wait a minute! wait a minute!” he yelled. He climbed onto the bus and was on his way somewhere. He was riding in the bus. And, oh, how fast it went! It seemed they had to make up time, although Johnny couldn’t understand how they were to do that. Then a man came around and looked at all of the tickets. He kept counting and looking over everybody. “Whose boy is this?” he asked finally. Nobody spoke. The man went about asking each person. “Whose boy are you?” he asked Johnny. Hut Johnny had become very sleepy and he said nothing. Thirty-Eight FRESHMEN CLASS “You must be Nobody’s Boy, laughed the man. Then one of the passengers remembered seeing Johnny in the yard around which the hedge ran, and Johnny nodded when they asked him if that was where he lived. They couldn’t telephone to his mother and father, because he didn’t know his last name. Finally they put him on another big blue bus going the opposite way. Johnny was sleepy, but they wouldn’t let him sleep. They made him look out of the window so that they would know where he lived. Oh, how sleepy he was. hen he saw the hedge, they were half a mile along before he could speak, which made the bus driver angry because he had to back up. “Let me go to bed,’’ Johnny begged his mother, when she kissed him and carried him into the house. “Those old busses—why they run both ways and nobody cares which wav they go! I’m going to stay inside the hedge after this.” And he did that very thing. James T Ryan '32 PAINT! Paint ! hen we hear that word, we naturally think of paint for houses, barns, and buildings. There are many different colors, such as brown, tan, red, green, and yellow. Now, if we think hard enough, we will remember that, years ago, paint was used for an entirely different purpose, which was to convert faces into hideous and grotesque figures. This method was used by the Indians. They painted not only their faces but also their bodies. If you saw an Indian with many different colored stripes, you could be sure that he was on the march to a battle or returning from one. And jars were adorned with bright colored paint. I he custom, if one may so call it, of painting one’s face, is still going strongly. Rut nowadays it s the girls who paint their faces, and not the men. The girls use not only paint but also powder. It is a wonder that they don’t explode when they get hot. Some of the girls faces remind me of an inquisitive girl, who, upon seeing a barrel, wanted to know what was in it. She pulled up a box and stood °n it. As she was leaning over the barrel, the box slipped away and the girl fell in. When she came up, her face was whiter than the whitest sheet. That is how some of the girls look. But at least the girls do not use green or yellow paint. Red and tan paint are still used the most. I often wonder whether some of the girls have a high fever, because their faces are so red. Then I remember that there is such a thing as red paint for faces. Although paint may be all right to use on faces, I still think that there is onl one use for it, and that i6 for the painting of houses, garages, and buildings. Girls, be natural! Marion Hellerich ’3 1 WASHING DISHES A young girl stood beside the sink, Witli dishes piled so high. She put her head down on her arms, Trying hard not to cry. All around her she could see Only the hardest of work, But standing firmly on her feet She cried, “I will not shirk!” Soon while working she began To chant a little song; And very soon it seemed to her The dishes were all gone. I’or while she sang, she washed and dried And placed them on the shelf. And when she hung her apron up She was her own sweet self. DOWN FISHIN’ I’m sittin’ in the bushes Just waitin' fer a bite, It seems to me, I’ll never see A bite before tonight. Now I have got a nibble, The cork has gone right under; I've pulled up quick and lost my fish— Now wasn’t that a blunder? I’ll bait my hook up dandy, Again I’ll throw these two And if I do not get a bite, I’ll leave it till I do. I’ve got another nibble, And I’m sure that it is true I’ve hooked the fish and he’ll come in. Oh. Gee! lie’s a big one too. Now I just think lie’s dandy ’Cause lie’s pretty big for me. Now I think I’ll take him down to town For everyone else to see Harold Johnson ’34 MY SONG The English lesson was too long As I found out one night; The idea was to write a song. Which didn’t seem quite right. I couldn’t think of any theme However hard I tried. I thought of birds—and then a gleam Of moonlight shown outside. I’d heard the song “Montana Moon” Upon the radio; It seemed to me so sweet a tune As sung by Cheerio. An inspiration came to me— A theme I found at last. Cheerio gave me the key But what comes next? Alas! Marjory Conlin ’31 SPRING The snow has melted away so fast, And the good old Spring-time is here at last. The grass is green, and I have seen The robins flying past. The cold north wind has ceased to blow, And old Jack Frost has gone you know; So flowers are opening their little bright eyes And trying to look at the sun in the skies. For the winter has gone And the Spring-time is here. So everyone’s happy And summer is near. Hazel Root ’34 Page Forty-One. EIGHTH GRADE STUDENTS THiiiiiiiiiiHimmnitiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiMiminiiniinuni iiTumiiiiiHimmiimiiirn FLOWERS OF THE SPRING COOKIES While roaming in the woods We came to a sweet spot. Where grew pretty flowers Among for-get-me-nots. There grew some violets All scattered here and there, With hearts of sunny gold That perfumed all the air. There grew clusters of cowslips By the noisy rippling brook. And many white Mayflowers In a cozy little nook. In the woods a-roaming, Frolicking here and there, We lingered to inhale The wonderful spring air. Oh! The Spring is wonderful, All of us admit. So make the best of all you can And you never will regret. Murv Bereza ’32 How well do I remember The cookies grandma made. With five or six I’d scamper Down to my secret glade. Ah! ’tis well that I recall. There in my fairy hall, The cookies were my prisoners. And I, an ogre tall. One by one I’d eat them And would not listen to their cries, I ate them all so quickly I did myself surprise. Oh ! the cookies, the cookies. The cookies grandma made! I’ll always think of those cookies, Ne’er from mv memory thev’H fade. Christine MacDonald ’32 THE GOOD VACATION TIME The Sportsman “Hurrah !’’ say the kids when the school is out, “Let’s get together and fish for trout. When we're finished we will all play ball, And play, and play until the fall.” The Farmer The kids get up early each spring morn. And plant their cabbage, carrots and corn ; They plant and plant till the sun goes down. And then take a walk with the good big hound. The Musician The kids who love music get up early each morn To play on a cornet, a harp, or a horn; They play and play till they get very tired, Then father comes along and says, “Get that coop wired.” —John Lowther Forty-Three SEVENTH GRADE STUDENTS 1 m I ( 1 i N I FROM OUR ALUMNI AT COLLEGE COME THE FOLLOWING MESSAGES It is ten minutes of nine on a gorgeous spring morning. From Mary Lyon chapel, hundreds of girls, dressed in gay sports clothes, are going in various directions—to “lab” in Clapp, to a class in Skinner, to practice in the music building or to study in the library. The campus is soon almost deserted except for the few fortunates who have no nine o’clock classes. By ten minutes of eleven, after two hours of classes or study, girls come streaming out of various buildings and hurry to the college P. O. (Post Office) to get the eleven o’clock letters from Hanover, Middletown, Maine, the “family”. Such pushing, bumping, laughing, hurrying people have never been seen except perhaps in a subway “rush”. In one corner of P. O. is a counter covered with brownies, sandwiches, pies and cakes, where each one pushes frantically to get her morning lunch. “Junior Lunch” this is called, which the Juniors sell each year to pay for all their numerous activities, most important among them being “Show” and Prom, the greatest social event of the four years. Within ten minutes the last few stragglers are hurrying to classes and soon P. (). corner is quite deserted except for one or two dogs—the inevitable stray dogs which always seem to remain for the spoils. Eagerly the girls who have twelve o’clock classes wait for one o'clock when they can go home to their dormitories where they have lunch. Between one and two o'clock, anyone going by the halls will hear gay laughter mingled with music as each one takes time for recreation before returning to books and classes. In the afternoon, especially in the spring, the tennis courts are filled with girls playing that ever fascinating game—practicing for the individual and interclass championship tournaments held at the end of the year. At five o’clock there is often a student piano recital in the music building or an organ recital in the chapel. Choir rehearsals, baseball, archery, soccer or volley ball practices fill the hours before dinner at “half after six o’clock” (as Miss Woolley, the president, would say). College girls are famous for Page Forty-Five “ARRIVAL OF KITTY” their healthy appetites, though many try to restrain them to keep themselves “perfect” for the passing fashions. After dinner many girls go canoeing on Upper lake or to a play, perhaps, given by the Dramatic Club in Student-Alumnae Hall. Often there are concerts by such famous singers as Lawrence Tibbet, Madame Matzenauer, or by symphonies, or perhaps a (dee Club concert sung together with a visiting men’s Glee Club. Throughout the year many interesting lecturers, both men and women, learned in all fields of work and from all countries, come to the college to keep a community, inclined to become self-centered, interested in the outside world. With over a thousand people living and working together some sort of organization for government is necessary. This is called Community Government with President Woolley at the head and also a student chairman with various representative committees to make the college regulations which the Judicial Hoard enforces. Many activities fill the college days and with them come the broadening of personal contacts as well as the development of physical and mental capacities. Debates, athletic events—field day, basket ball games, play day with other Eastern women’s colleges—college moving pictures, and week end out-of-doors at the Athletic Association’s Outing Club cabin, all contribute to the development, outside of books and class rooms, so essential in modern education. Throughout the student body there is a very democratic spirit, perhaps the result of the tradition which Mary Lyon, tlie founder, instituted when she began her pioneer work for the development of schools, colleges, and all educational opportunities for women. Though the college is built in a small town and many of the advantages of a city are lacking, the beautiful campus, surrounded by hills covered with tall trees, glorious in all shades of green, is loved by each Holvoke graduate, who, when she is living and working far away from college, in a city perhaps, never forgets the wonderful spring days at Mount Holyoke. Mount Holyoke College We have been separated only a short time, but that is all which is required to answer a few questions which were foremost in my mind during my high school days. I had often wondered what I would find at college. Word pictures had been painted for me, but I could not form a satisfactory conception of college from them. I was under the impression that all would be hard work, that I would have to burn the “midnight oil” and do other disagreeable things. The professors were pictured as nearly “ogres”, in fact, I could not see any Forty Seven GIRLS’ BASKETBALL TEAM pleasure ahead. Now to leave these former thoughts and to describe college life as I find it at our own state college. It was fraternity pledging day. hazing was over, and as I walked down the hill to pledge myself to the fraternity that had chosen me, a peculiar feeling came over me. I was going to enter into a new experience, comradeship with fellows for whom I felt a strong attachment. I was going to live with them for the next few years. They were going to be my life-long chums. I realized that this was one of the greatest experiences of college life, close comradeship. It is this association, this learning how to get along with fellows, that contributes toward making college life the pleasantest possible experience. The value of living lies not alone in accomplishments and in the fact that a person is earning an existance. The capacity to understand the mysteries of nature, to enjoy the beauty in literature, and to appreciate human beings, are all essentials required to “live . Our state college supplies all facilities necessary for the development of these essentials. In addition to this broad education, opportunities for specialization are many. Chemistry, Mechanical Engineering, almost all of the sciences, English, and a few others courses in which a student may major, are given. The state expends large sums of money on the students here, only part of which is paid by the students themselves, therefore it is a great offering to everv high school graduate in Connecticut. The cost to accept this offering is very moderate, most of which the student is able to earn while here. I have found that college means a great deal mere than I ever supposed. It means the obtaining of an education, the building of character, the cultivation of leadership, and the increasing of one’s earning power. Should a thing that means all this, and in some instances more, be passed over lightly? Connecticut Agricultural College Page Forty-Nine HASHHALL TEAM nmmmuimniig BASEBALL SQUAD Coach — Mandcl M. Green Manager — James O’Brien Captain —Stanley Grohoski ’81 Stanley Grohoski ’.-so Fred Flvnn George Tavlor ’30 George Graham Clarence Parson ’.-SO James Rvan George Warrenburger ’.'SO Robert Welton Louis Smith 'S1 John Buboloski George Axelbv ’31 William Gooley 1 rank Szvmanski ’33 The following sc •hedule has been secured by Manager James O’Brie April 12 Naugatuck at Naugatuck April 17 Winsted at Winsted April 22 New Milford at New Milford April 25 Terrvville .... April 29 Southington at Southington May 2 Southington at home May (5 Plainville at Plainville May 9 Terrvville at home May 13 Plainville at home May 16 Collinsville ... at Collinsville May 20 Open May 23 Watertown at home M ay 27 Litchfield at home May 29 Open June 3 Watertown ... at Watertown June 6 Litchfield at Litchfield The wealth of material, both experienced and new, that is found in the baseball squad gives every indication of a successful season on the diamond. Fifty-One The battery—Grohoski and Taylor—remains the same as it was last season, • •' but with some changes in the other berths. So far the following games have been played: rhomaston 1 Naugatuck 2 rhomaston 5 New Milford 7 rhomaston 1 Terrvville 10 rhomaston 2 Southington 10 Thomaston 3 Southington 5 rhomaston 1 Plainville 3 rhomaston 10 Terrvville 2 Thomaston 14 Plainville 7 BASKETBALL The 1929-30 season was a very discouraging one for the supporters of the girls’ and boys’ basketball teams. Both teams met defeat continually and few victories were accounted for. In spite of all contrary opinions, much credit should be given both teams for maintaining throughout the season their spirit and struggle against their superior opponents. Margaret Higgins Sports Editor Page Fifty-Two “A Reliable Source of Supply99 «r INNES BROS., Inc. 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