Weaver High School - Portal Yearbook (Hartford, CT)

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CLASS BOOK OF 1925A — THOMAS SNELL WEAVER HIGH SCHOOL Chairman’s Slbbress Friends of the Class of 1925A: Tonight is our Class Night—an event which we have anticipated with feelings of hope and joy. It is a less formal occasion than graduation; it is an evening which is dedicated primarily to entertainment, but which is also, in certain respects, educational. In the first place, our orator will advance sound arguments on a timely subject. Our essayist, too, will speak on a topic in which we are vitally interested. Our historians will endeavor to acquaint you with the affairs of our class during the past four years. They will tell you of the club activities in which we have taken part; the supposed hardships we have endured; and the pleasures we have enjoyed. And finally, our prophets—in their own humorous way—will attempt to forecast the future of our class members. The several musical selections which appear on this program will serve to show the talent which we have in our class. We hope that all of you will enjoy the humor which is the keynote throughout this evening. And now. Parents and Friends, in behalf of the Class of 1925A—the first February class to be graduated from the Weaver High School—I bid you a most cordial welcome. Solomon George Johnson, Class Chairman. 31

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CLASS BOOK OF 1925A — THOMAS SNELL WEAVER HIGH SCHOOL 43ratmation Program Mazurka, by Delibes—The Orchestra Salutatory . Pearl Kenig The Trials o f an Imaginative Person . Helen Irene Klein Gridiron: Producer of Men . Herbert Frank Perkins Living in the Sun . Grace Sanderson Long Moorish Dance Song, by Nicode (from Scenes from the South)—The Orchestra The Apartment House: A Blesssing or a Curse . Elliott Russell Squires Interesting Shops in Hartford . Bluma Jeanette Rubin Valedictory . Solomon George Johnson In the Tavern, by Nicode (from Scenes from the South)—The Orchestra Presentation of Diplomas by the Superintendent of Schools Clas ptgfjt Program Abdress of Welcome . Solomon George Johnson Oration . Raymond William Horne “Calm is the Night” (Carl Bohm ). Members of the Glee Club Essay . Helen Elizabeth Kane “Wake, Miss Lindy” (H. W ' aldo Warner ). Members of the Glee Club History . Bluma Florence Greenberg and Elliott Russell Squires Violin Duet . Anthony Joseph Lynch and Barney Kosti n Accompanied by Dominick Macri Prophecy . Helen Irene Klein and Edward Sarlin School Song . The Class Words and Music by Rosalind Feldman, ’24B 30

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CLASS BOOK OF 1925A — THOMAS SNELL WEAVER HIGH SCHOOL Class Cs ap flVER since the days of the first man, heads have been the most important factors of the human body. Men have been deprived of their feet and legs, of their arms, or of their eyes, and yet they have gone on living. But when their heads have been lost, then disastrous have been the results. We, minus our tops, would certainly be queer-looking individuals and our actions would be even stranger, since the brain Controls all our movements, all our thoughts. Everybody has, or at least had to begin with, a head consisting of two eyes, two ears, a nose, a mouth, and as a crowning glory, some amount, more or less, of hair. In these respects we are all the same. Our bodies also may be like our neighbors’ in size and shape. But it is not so with our heads, themselves—neither outside nor inside. Just think how many, many heads there are in this wide world and then think of the great variety. What a difficult task it must have been to invent all of them! For no two are exactly alike. Our heads are individual. Nobody can copy them— nobody wants to. Some heads are fat, some skinny, some square and some round, some high and some short. Some have organs filled to capacity with learning and intelligence. Others bear the familiar sign “Nobody home in the upper story.” Some belong to the class of “I know it alls”, others to the “I don’t know beans” class, and still others to the best class of all: that is neither too bright nor too stupid. I here are men in this world who devote a great deal of their time to the study of the human skull. According to them, the male carries the largest head, the average size being about twenty-two inches. The female head is supposed to be smaller, to contain smaller organs of energy and power, but this doesn’t mean that a feminine head can contain less knowledge. Of course not! I hese same men, like fortune-tellers, can tell our characteristics by means of bumps, veins, and organs of our craniums. They can tell about our love affairs by a bump in the back of the neck, about our intelligence by the shape as a whole, 32