Waltham High School - Mirror Yearbook (Waltham, MA)

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. THE MIRROR 27 membered my theatre engagement with Bill Bailey. So I took my leave of Ture and his hustling group of assistants and started for the federal building. I had not gone far before I came to the pitiful sight of a poor fellow swathed in bandages and surgeons plaster, hobbling along with the aid of a crutch. I stopped to give the miserable creature my sym- pathy and to my great surprise learned by asking that he was Fred Ellis. I asked him if he had taken the number of the truck. He turned towards me and said with scorn that it was no truck-but that he had just been for a treatment from Margaret Curry, eminent osteopath. I soon reached my destination, met Bill, and started for the theatre. As we passed a tall office building, my compan- ion asked me to wait for him, as he was going to leave his will with the Honora- ble Misses Robbins and O'Malley, the squarest and most expensive lawyers in the state. Wfhile I was waiting for him to come out, a young lady rushed past me. I stopped her in her mad rush, however, and found that she was Lillian McCul- lough. She was rushing home with a bot- tle of iodine as Dick Clark, her husband, had been severely bitten when he sat on his false teeth. Bill then came out of the office build- ing and we continued to the theatre, meeting on the way, George Lally lead- ing a mule. He said it was the only thing left in life he could get a kick out of. Ar- riving at the theatre we bought our tick- ets from a dark-eyed lass who was none other than Alice David. VVe arrived at our seats just in time to see the end of the news reel. The bright face of Bud jolly beamed at us from the silver screen. He had become famous by finding out what became of Sally. Af- ter a few moments delay the first vaude- ville act came on, in which Catherine Big- ham and Marion Andrews gave an exhi- bition of jiu jitsu as a self defense by throwing IValter Tracy around the stage. He seemed to like it, however. At this time I was annoyed by a ter- rific cracking and grinding sound. I looked around and found that a group of young ladies behind me, consisting of Dorothy Hunt, Sibyl IVarren, Ruth Rob- ichaud and Helen Pedrick, were busily engaged in eating peanuts. After the noise subsided I turned to watch the sec- ond act. Evelyn Goodale, Cecile Parker, and Arline Taft were bringing back the memory of old times by giving a few Ha- waiian dances. Jimmie Lowell help-ed the girls out by twanging one of those famous Hawaiian harps, the ukulele. After a few more acts the house lights were turned on and George Morris the proprietor, stepped on to the platform, stating briefiy that a collection would be taken for the benefit of the poor actors and their children. As the ushers passed through the audience I heard a commo- tion. Gn turning I found that XYilliam McLaughlin had put a button into the collection box. He accounted for it by saying that it might help to clothe one of the poor actor's children. Nevertheless his generosity was not appreciated. In the feature film Francis Logan, the great director, presented Christine Blais- delle, the beautiful movie queen, in a heart-rending super-production. She was supported by a cast of celebrities includ- ing Marion Greene, Thelma Fourcy, Ruth Coffin, Elmer Vincent, and Idelle XYorth- ington, the famous comedian. They had all attained stardom by being prize win- ners in cross-word puzzle contests. Being surprised at not finding names of either Emily County or Mildred IYarner among fthe dramatis-personae, I asked Bill what had become of them. He an- swered me by saying that they were con- ducting a very select school of elocution and dramatics. Gn leaving the theatre with Bill I went out into the brightly illuminated street surprised to find that it was night. The pangs of hunger were gnawing, so I asked my friend where I could find a good hotel, in which I could eat and spend the night. He informed me that Aiken and Matt- son, architects of renown, had just com- pleted a model hotel for Elna Paterson, a wealthy widow. I decided to spend the night there so he directed me to this ho- tel. After bidding Bill good-night I en- tered. I was surprised to find Annunciata Viscoghisi at the desk. She greeted me and asked me to autograph the register. An attentive bell-hop, who was Byron

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26 THE Instead of staying tohear the argu- ment I was ushered by Saro into a spa- cious office where I was pleasantly sur- prised by finding Ruth James. the mayor- ess-elect, dictating her official announce- ment to Bill Bailey, her private secre- tary. They were exceedingly glad to see me and Bill made me promise to attend a performance at George Morris' theatre later in the clay. I promised him that I would and then went away to look around a bit. In an adjoining office I found Doris lohnson, the Commissioner of Police. XYhile I was visiting her Leslie Talbot. a husky police woman. dragged in a cul- prit whom I recognized as Rollin Fer- nald. She reported that he was a baker, and that she had caught him in the act of stealing currants from the battery of Dorothy Delesdernieris automobile. Dor- is warned the prisoner to pick his cur- rants from the ocean the next time he had need of them, and then discharged him. I then bade them good-day and contin- ued on my tour of the building. After walking down a flight of stairs I came to the state research laboratory. I entered and found Donald Pattershall and Herbert johnson bossing around a couple of millions of atoms. I-Ierb. was making a molecule roll over while Don had a line of atoms dancing in ballet for- mation. After watching them for awhile I went along. At a bench not far away Esther Kimball was experimenting with various liquids and solids. She told me that she had succeeded in inventing a synthetic sugar with only one fault-it wasn't sweet. I suppose that didn't mat- ter as long as it was sugar. As I decided that I had seen enough of this building. I returned to the street and noticed over a large building the sign Mac Cleaves and I-Iodgson. Scien- tific Boxers. I went over expecting to enter a gymnasium. but found that the former pugilists were conducting an un- dertaking establishment. Further down the street after stopping at the Clifton and Cataldo one-arm lunch for a sandwich, I came to the office of the Olympian Star, a newspaper edited by Ture Lundell. As I entered, Ture grasp- eIDmy hand and asked me to sit down and visit for awhile. I seated myself and IVHRROR watched the confusion going on about me.. I-Ielen NYilbur and Louise NVayland, star reporters. were so busy punching the keys of their typewriters that they did- n't notice that there wasn't any paper in the machines. Doris Thompson, the as- sistant editor, rushed about, gathered up a copy, and sent it into the press room. Across the room I noticed XYalter john- sen, the sporting editor, busily engaged in pounding out an account of an excit- ing base-ball game. in which Ray Tier- ney's hustling bunch of Bull Throwersv had defeated Al Contant's crafty 'fCow Catchers' for the championship prize of Dlympia, a folding rubber row boat, gen- erously offered by Dennis Cronin, a sec- ond .ludge Landis. Soon a grimy indi- vidual covered with printers ink. whom I recognized as Clarence Isaacson, brought in a copy of the latest edition. The first page seemed to have much to do with my unexpected arrival in Olym- pia. As that did not interest me, I turned to the items of local interest-to see if by chance I could find any news of some of my old friends. Sure enough-There I read that Bob Muzzy had grown so large from eating grape-nuts that he felt embarrassed ev- ery time he went into a telephone booth. Further on I saw that Mary Pepper was working for the weather bureau analyz- ing the four seasons,-salt, sugar, mus- tard. and catsup. In another column I found that Dorothy Stewart and Marion Rimmele had left their positions as tele- phone operators to work as seamstress- es in the gown shop of Patten and Patten. Down in a corner of the page I noticed an advertisement which stated that Ruth Storer and Rita I-Ialleran solicited pupils to attend their combined dancing and physical culture classes. Another ad in- formed me that Nathan Canter, a pros- perous customs tailor, wanted three or four young women to sew buttons on the first floor of the Mercantile building. A few pages further on the glaring type in- formed me that, after years of courtship, Ed Moran and Ruth Holmes had been united in marriage by the Reverend Charles E. Chase: Evelyn Thompson and Edith Swanson being the attendants. After thoroughly perusing Norman Coodells page of comic cartoons I re-

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28 THE ITIIRROR Pierce, led me to my room and waited so long for a tip that I was obliged to throw him out. ' I had barely got settled in my room when the noise of a great confusion arose from the street. Not wanting to miss anything I went out and followed a torch- light parade to a huge square. The cause of the excitement was a double ceremony. First a huge statue of a Greek god, dedi- cated to art, was unveiled. The bronze plate at its base explained that Dorothy Munster, famous sculptress, had hewn the image from solid marble, using XYalter Brinn as a model. The second part of the ceremony was an honorary presen- tation in which Martha Robinson, Mar- guerite Mochard, Florence XVheeler, and Helen Lindberg, leaders of the Girl Scout movement in Olympia, presented Vvfillard Mosher with an honorary membership for his heroic work in rescuing Pearl Neal from the path of a steam-roller which Si Crowe was driving at the speed of an express train. I returned to the hotel and went to bed. I was soon awakened, however, by the noise of what seemed to be a riv- eting machine. I looked out into the hall and found thatiit was only IYinn Phelps, another bell-boy, winding his watch. He said that he was carrying his watch in his hip pocket so that he would not be behind time. The next morning I was aroused by a loud knocking on the door. I cautiously opened it a few inches and saw that it was Pearl Terrell, a chamber-maid. She had come up to inform me that a taxi was awaiting me. I asked her who sent it, but she went off without answering me. I dressed quickly and after a hurried breakfast went out. As I stepped out oi the door I was nearly knocked down by a main running as fast as he could go and carryinga small rug. He stopped and as I saw that he was Harold Hentzi I asked him where was he rushing. He explained that he was doing odd jobs when Emma Thomas gave him a rug, and told him to beat it-That's what he was doing. I then jumped into the taxi which was driven by none other than Norwell Horn- beck. VVe darted down the street at a terrihc speed, while I wondered where he could be taking me. VVe were held up for half an hour at a corner while Clifford Blomberg, the traffic officer, was helping Doris Crimmins catch her pet window mop, an elusive little Pomeranian. Af- ter several delays we arrived at a large, white building. I entered and found that practically all of my old classmates had arrived there before me. They seemed to be holding some sort of an election for such civic officials, as Leslie' Baxter, Verna Clark and Eva Burnham, were passing out and collect- ing small slips of paperg while Marion Smith, Laura Palmer and Isabel Kemp- ton were assorting and counting them. Finally I was led to the platform where Arthur Read addressed the assembly, as he used to in high school, with silver tongued oratory. He told how Arthur Burke and George Fox. the eminent scientists, had discov- ered how to reverse the experiment that had brought me to Olympia. Further- more, he said that as I had only recently come to this new world, and as they were perfectly satisfied to remain, they had, after careful deliberation, decided that, as it was of vital importance to the future of Olympia, I should be used to prove the practiability of the experiment. As I had no other choice I received my in- structions. I was to be sent back to Earth. XYithout further delay we all left the city by means of aeroplanes and soon af- ter passing over mountains and fields, ar- rived at the cabin I had come there in. Near the cabin a strange apparatus was set up and john Small and Arthur Hol- brook stood by several peculiar looking levers. As I stood on the steps a com- mittee consisting of Helen Hardy and Rebecca Sherman, with due ceremony, came forward and presented me with a large, carefully planned 'map of Olympia. After saying good-bye to my friends, I than entered the cabin, sat down by the radio and closed my eyes. There was a loud snap, a wind blew across my face, I heard a throbbing hum, and felt a sensation of great suspense. Then there was a slight jolt. On open- ing my eyes I found that the cabin was again on the little island in the Pacific ocean. I remembered the map, but on looking down found only the old copy of the Mirror. .