Waltham High School - Mirror Yearbook (Waltham, MA)

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THE MIRROR 9 The Will of the Class 0f1928 'We, the members of the Class of 1928 of Waltham High School, be- ing of sound body and mind do make this our last will and testament, thereby declaring to be null and void all previous documents and co-dicils. We bequeath to Mr. Hollis a new and complete set of electrical appa- ratus to be used to unbalance the equilibrium of the present junior class. To Miss Clement we leave an in- dividual refrigerator, that she may shiver by herself, and that the junior class may study in the warmth of closed windows. To Mr. Ward we leave a working plan for a happy school, in which the arrangements for extra-curricu- lar activities shall be quite satisfac- tory, although in the happy school of Mr. 'Ward's dreams, the major subjects would be said extra-curri- cular activities. We leave Mr. Ward permission to direct as many clubs as he may see Ht, the purpose of which clubs shall be the facilita- tion of English work in the class- room. This movement should be very popular with the kiddies. To Miss Spencer we bequeath a more intelligent class in geometry, so that the excuses for unprepared work may be more original. To Mr. Hodge we leave a note- book in which to inscribe expressions as he hears them, in order that the old ones may have a rest. To Miss Pratt we respectfully be- queath a Doomsday Book to hold the na nes of Whisperers in her classes. Since the best basketball team is graduating, we leave Miss Sewall a new set of champions.. Although the gift was made before our demise, we hereby recognize the bequest to Mr. Burke of a successor to Mrs. Faulkner. To Mr. Rounds we leave the priv- ilege of liberating all seniors study- ing in his classes, from candy, gum, and other edibles. To Bliss Darmody, by virtue of her recent performance, we leave a contract with Cecil B. De Mille as star in any play she may choose. To Mr. Kimball we leave one hundred well-sharpened pencils to pass around to the members of his class who come unprepared. To Miss Rigby we leave a noisy class, for her life has been too easy with a commercial class that refuses to whisper even in the absence of a teacher. To Miss Burgess we leave a His- tory of Art class whose zeal for the subject shall be less than ours, for the ardor with which we have pur- sued the study must be the cause of her disgust at the end of a class. As we have noticed how steadily Miss Marcher and Mrs. Cleary can talk, we leave a phonograph, supplied with library lectures and English lec- tures respectively. We make this bequest in an effort to save a great deal of breath. We leave Miss Hall a little auto- matic jarvis to look up words in the dictionary. Having thus generously enriched our teachers, we now pass to the gen- eral bequests to the junior class. Since, after personal observation, we have decided that the junior class is amply supplied with brains, and also that we cannot spare ours, we

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8 THE MIRROR the most delightful occasion of our social life. It was not long after the Prom that the school year closed, with the lucky Seniors, as usual, getting out .a few days earlier than the rest of us. Thus ended our second year. Before we were aware of it, we were again back in the harness. Seniors in Waltham High! Was that sweet music to our ears? And how! Were we not the highest class in the school? You may all rest as- sured that we made the lower classes feel who carried the dignity of the school. A . . To see Captain 'cRed', Wright lead his warriors on the gridiron was certainly an inspiring sight. Al- though the boys did not fill the State Champion shoes, they certainly played remarkably well considering the great handicap in the form of light weight. For the last time the Class gath- ered for the purpose of electing its of- ficers. The final officers are: Wil- liam Pepper, President, Audrey Clark, Vice President, Herbert Bail- ey, Secretary, Paul Winterhalter, Treasurer, Walter Arnold, Auditor, and Ernest Red Wright, Athletic Representative. Later Jarvis Farley was elected Chairman of the Senior Dance Committee. On the evening of Decenber 16, 1927, you couldhave found us at Nuttings'-on-the-Charles. For this occasion the committee had decorated the hall very prettily. With the beginning of cold weather, 'cJack prepared to organ- i7e a school hockey team. Besides coaching a hockey team that had an even season fno, not even,-worsej, John L. had to run a program of in- terclass basketball games. This about turned gray the few remaining hairs on his head. In January we elected a Senior Play Committee headed by Herbert Bailey. They chose the play Thank You , a comedy in three acts, and shortly before the February recess, Miss Chapman held tryouts for the parts. The lucky ones rehearsed faithfully, and onthe two nights of March 23 and 24 the play was pre- sented to appreciative audiences that filled the South ,Junior High School Auditorium. This spring the boys held the first few baseball practices Cand they were very fewy on the lot behind the school. 1 . VVhile the season was progressing, we turned our attention to class pic- tures. Several samples were sub- mitted. The class voted to give its order to Purdy's of Boston. Soon came the last social event in our high school career. We were the guests at the Junior Promenade given by the class of 1929. Their reasons for giving it were ,probably the same as ours. This class fol- lowed the precedent set by our class and devoted the entire evening to dancing. We returned home with the feeling that the Prom given by the class of '29 equalled our own. Now as we are about to enter the cold, cold world, our thoughts turn back to the deeds we have done in the past. - All of them, probably, were not done so well as others would have them done, but they were al- ways done to the best of our ability. Now let us face the future, and as we go forth let us strive to work and live by our motto, T0 Be Rather' Than To Seem. ' V 2 T VICTOR Kjoss, '28

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10 THE MIRROR have decided not to bequeath those brains, but to retain them for future use. On the other hand, we do leave the hard-boiled attitude of the senior class to its successors. They will need it in their bouts with Milton and Virgil. Knowing the need in 'Waltham High School of text-books on the sub- ject,'we leave to the junior class a -carefully edited volume of the his- tory of Lincoln, Massachusetts, in- cluded in its pages to be the-hour for icurfew, the last train back to Wal- tham, and the walking distance in case the train leaves early. Last of all, we leave the junior class most optimistic hopes for a new school. After thus remembering those we leave behind, we can only say, God save the Commonwealth of Massa- chusetts! y In witness whereof we have set our hand and seal this fifteenth day of June, in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and twenty- eight. JEAN HUGIJES, '28. Class Prophecy May I .open-inaugurate, so to speak-my little offering in a news- paper office? And in Indiana? Of course, I understand that such pro- cedure is a bit out of the ordinary. 'The stock setting for all worth- while prophecies is either in one's breakfast-room., on the public high- way, or in the lobby of some second- class hotel. However, I hope la di- gression may prove acceptable, and, anyway, I've always had a penchant for newspaper offices: they're so ro- mantic-and Indiana is the state that so heartily rallied 'round the G. O. P. banner by endorsing Hoover. So, with your kind permission and leni- ent, forbearing attention, 'tis in a newspaper office in an Indiana small town that my story opens. I was sitting at my desk .in the northwest-by-west corner of the ten- by-eight editorial room, endeavoring to render into readable literature an arid account of a recent funeral. After an hour of unremitting per- spiration, during which aqueous pe- riod I had completely inundated the desk top and the heterogeneous col- lection of unaccepted literary gems thereupon, I had finally reached the part 'where I disclose to the reader the identity of the corpse's sister on his father's side, when my old--not literally, of course-friend and lit-- erary advisor, Eunice 0,C!air, am- bled over to my desk. Eunice, incidentally and by the way, holds the only sinecure of the otherwise well-managed establish-- ment. She, ladies and gentlemen, tri- umphantly executes the arduous du-- ties of society editor! Grasp it, class- mates, grasp it if you can-'society editor on a penny scandal sheet in a town of eleven hundred misguided souls! Society editor! VV ith Eunice's kind permission, I' will regale you with a choice extract from her Society Items column: Little Miss Marjorie Webber, charming offspring of the recent Fiske-Webber union, cut her first bi-A cuspid this morning. Congratula- tions, Doris and Donald! Well, as I was saying, ere I de-