Thomaston High School - Owl Yearbook (Thomaston, CT)

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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

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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

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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