Verona High School - Shadows Yearbook (Verona, NJ)

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I I 4Q:v:w:': III I'I'I I III III I I I I I I I Il I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I :I I I II I'I'I 1IlI'I MI II f'f2EsE3E?E2E3E1ff .,.,.22222i3EHQ S H A D 0 W S 555332325 The Washington 'llqrip For weeks, nay, for months before the third of April, the most fre- quent discussions were of the Washington trip,-that cherished, long awaited, eventually realized dream-which was to be an actuality. Money for that soda, or that talkie was hoarded in the bottom bureau drawer in one's room, and seniors walked through the corridors uncon- scious of life about them, with rapt, blissful looks on their faces. A week before the sailing it was found that funds were not sufficient, so hurriedly a few big brains of the class got together, with the result that an impromptu basketball game and dance was given, and the de- sired sum raised. Very promptly at 10:45 A. M. of April third, thirty-three seniors Qappearing they hoped, very much travelled and sophisticatedl arrived by Shank's Mare , taxi, or Public Service Vehicle, at the New Jersey Central R. R. Station. Word went the rounds that two members were missing, both ill, and all expressed sympathies. Two buses conveyed us to the Bettina fElizabeth to you, readerb station, at which place we arrived at 11:13. Our special car Amelia arrived at 11:22, with the rest of the train, and we boarded it thrilled beyond expression. Even the rather depressing weather and slight rain storm did not dampen our spirits for we cut up and cavorted as if the sun wore its broadest smile. Unlike previous classes we were SERVED our sumptuous repast in the DINING CAR! Roast turkey 'n everythin'. Exactly at 4:15 we arrived at the station in Washington and were transported from there to the Hotel Driscoll directly opposite the Capitol. The Congressional Library furnished us with plenty of sight seeing for the remainder of the evening after dinner, and after that we were glad to return to the hotel, but not to bed .... no, we had better plans. IBeing of that so-called weaker sex, we cannot say what happened in the boys' compartments, and the only accounts we have are from hear- say, but we can tell you what the girls did.J Arrayed in gay pajamas they trooped down the hall to the room occupied by Priscilla and Jean. Soon after emitted various and sundry sounds from that room. A party was in progress. but occupants of the other rooms probably thought bedlam had let loose. About morning-3:15 to be exact-ten weary heads sought ten white comforting pillows, and that was the end of that .... But there was another the next night, that was far better be- cause all the girls were present and the refreshments were more plenti- ful. Two ambitious young ladies were seen strolling through the Cap- itol grounds at 5:30 the next morning, but for the most part the others preferred to remain in slumber until they were called. Immediately after breakfast Willie, the bus driver, and Mac, IFloyd Gibbons' only rivalj arrived at the door to escort us on a grand sightseeing tour. The morning was spent in viewing various legations and embassies, and gazing wide-eyed at the list and the Tomb of the .I.. ,,,, ,..... ..... - - -- ,,,, ,,,, Ljlzljljljljlzlzljjlj Pr :gn Twenty-two

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33333333 313133333333333333333333333333333316 S H A D 0 W S EE33333333333333333333333333333333333333333333 urer. Miss Cook, who proved a very helpful advisor, entertained the class at her home in March with a most delightful party. The basketball team which was the most successful in the school's history had several Juniors in the line-up. The same fellows were also members of this year's team. .,.. 3 Juniors were also participants in the Public Speaking Contest in March and in the annual play Our Mutual Friend , by Dickens, given in December. Of course Class Night had more meaning for us this year than ever before because of the definite part we had in the program. Graduation clay too, found us saying to one another, We'll be next. Finally we were Seniors and could assume the characteristic Senior dignity. fTo tell the truth, we felt no older than Freshmenj The hike was omitted this year because the size of the school en- rollment made the project rather unwieldy. But as Seniors it was our turn to give the Hallowe'en party, an event deemed to be a success by all who attended. On December 5, the plays the Trysting Place by Tarkington and The Romancers by Rostand were given. Several seniors were in the casts. The coaches for the plays were Miss Mary Overton and Miss Mary Wilhelm-both of whom were new to our teaching staff this year. Miss Alice Cheney and Miss Esther Allen were also added to our faculty this year, the former as French teacher, the latter as supervisor of music taking the place of Mrs. Corrigan. Under Miss Allen's direc- tions the combined musical clubs presented on May 9th Rosamunde , an operetta by Schubert. The greatest event of all during the year was, of course, our trip to Washington. From April 3 to April 5 every moment brimmed over with good times for all of us. Our only regret was that two of our classmates were ill and could not be with us. Mr. and Mrs. Brown were our chaperons and to them we owe many thanks. Our class officers this year were Joseph Van Orden, president, Donald Haight, vice-president, William Slayback, secretary, James Lofstrom, treasurer, and Charlotte Wheaton, historian. Since we entered in 1926 many of our classmates have left us to attend other schools or to enter business. But this loss has been com- pensated by the addition of new members who have moved into town during our course. We now number thirty-five and are proud to be the largest class ever to be graduated from this school. We owe to the members of the faculty, to our principal and to the members of the other classes our deepest appreciation for all they have given us in the way of help, inspiration, encouragement and good-fellow- ship. We, the class of 1930, have spent four happy, wholesome years here in Whitehorne High. Even though we should ungratefully forget these years, we can never erase the effect that the influences in this school have had upon us, individually and as a class. CHARLOTTE WHEATON, '30 Pagr T11 mzlu

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3333525355 S H A D 0 W S 955222222 ' A Y312fEfEfE Unknown Soldier. The afternoon was spent in visiting Mount Vernon and points of interest with which George Washington was associated. That evening we went to the theatre and afterward were the guests of Mr. Brown at the town ice-cream parlor. Saturday, our last day, we were most impressed by the Spanish Patio in the Pan-American Build- ing, the diminutiveness of the Spirit of St. Louis in the Smithsonian Insti- tute, the stacks of money and stamps in the Mint which seemed without value, because there was so much of it, the Capitol and the White House, both impressive because of the awe and reverence which they inspired. Willie called for us promptly at 3:20 and drove us to the station where we had about ten minutes to spare. Souvenirs were much in evidence, but how much money we spent on them then! At last the train, and another special car, this time Agatha , another delicious spread in the dining car Qchicken, mashed spuds, peas, and piej, an- other joyful ride on the train, and home again, feeling as if we had been away for at least two weeks, and as is usually said of such a journey, tired but happy. Our esteemed and honorable president, the Mr. Joseph Van Orden, has kindly obliged with the following notes which will probably mean nothing to you, but they're everything to us. Open the back door, Willie! Oh, Doctaire! I'm craving for love. The Chance of a life time, by Helen Bowling. Nyeah Nyeah! True Stories of the Life of a Chimpanzee, by Sam Scola. VVhat I think of Mount Holly femmes, Written by Donald Haight in collaboration with Joe Van Orden. Nine beer bottles on the wall-Sextet CEldon Earle, Joe Van Orden, Roy Brower, John Lazar, John Dox, George Freyl. Pack up your troubles Cencore by above mentioned sextetl 46--47-48-49 Razzberries fentire chorusl On your right on your left over there to the right over your left shoulder in front as we pass this tree, just down the street, etc. etc. Tin-types one for a quarter. Canes, janes, pictures, cameras, tips, grape juice, slips, post-cards, What's da mat, you craze? It was a lovely, warm, spring day. A gentle breeze blew silently through the trees, wafting the apple blossoms down to the sweet brown earth. She sat on the green grass, gently caressing the head of brown waves which lay in her lap. She looked at him ardently, lovingly with her soft blue eyes. Lowering her head she whispered sweet nothings in his ear. He raised his brown eyes and saw her beautiful face framed with hair that was like a soft, dark cloud. Oh! how they loved each other-this large collie dog and his lovely mistress! Miriam Frey -----v---------'---'-'-'Q - - - -Q NIT I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I 4 '4 I I I 'I II in I I 1 I I I I Page Twvmy-tim' ti