Waltham High School - Mirror Yearbook (Waltham, MA)

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CAST SENIOR PLAY

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Prophecy of the Class of 1916 HE feeling that I must go back home to llfaltham after many years of ab- sence came to me as l was dressing one morning in a little seven by seven state- room on the huge t'Transcontinental Aero- plane Expressf' The evening before I' had been reading Nazie Yan- der XVyk's Herbs and Their Uses. I had bought the book of Gladys Orr at the news- stand in the Express station a t Adanae. Gladys had a reputation there not unlike Samuel Johnsons Pa. It was said of her that she was so well acquainted with the voiumes which she exposed for sale that the express ofhcials thought her an oracle on modern Best Sellers. W'hen I first saw the book on the shelf, I thought that the author's name looked familiar. I am sure now that the author of this book and the Mazie I knew in school are iden- tical, for if I remember correctly, Mazie once wrote a long article in the High School Mirror just to inform us that she could not get an inspiration. My purchase taught me that she is still without one, for the story was so uninteresting that I threw the book over the side of the aeroplane and did not even look to see where it had landed. I have a habit of going through my pockets if I haven't anything else to do, and as this was my predicament after throwing away my literary purchase, I went carefully and slowly through them, finding, much to my surprise, in my inside pocket a neat un- , K opened envelope. That morning when I asked for my mail at the desk in the Nettor Ielotel, Vilma liittredge handed it to me. Now I had never spoken to her before in my life, that I know of. but since we were both originally from Wial- tham and because there was no rush at the desk that morning I stayed and had a line talk with her. much to the plainly evident envv of the , f' many business men who loafed in the lobby. Naturally enough, I ask- ed if there were any lValtliam folk staying there. lust one, she said, but Gladys Stevens, Thelma lllakely, Grace Xliinslow and Alberta Sanderson, under the name of 'The lIard Shell Quartettef with Delphine Haskins, pianist, were here all last week. Thelma is the manager, arranges the program, star soloist, prints the handbills and tickets, makes the tour arrangements. holds the cash and O. Kfs the bills, I ven- tured. All right except one, said Yilma, she is not the manager. Delphine is. I had forgotten that Delphine was strongly inclined towards suffragism. Had herself appointed to that position ?' I asked. Yilma didn't know or at least the tele- phone bell rang and she had to answer it. The conversation at this end of the wire was of course disconnected. Hello-what room-number, please-you say that in walk-