Wells High School - Crimson and Gray Yearbook (Southbridge, MA)

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LOCALS A GREEK SHIP CLASS OFFICERS 1935 President Rene Francazzi Vice-President Sally Morehouse Treasurer Walter Remian Secretary Pauline Earls Faculty Adviser Miss Frances Troy 1936 President Edmund Farland Vice-President Louise Dumas Treasurer Edward Hobson Secretary Janet Kozyra Faculty Adviser Mr. Neil Robinson 1937 President Jack Burnham Vice-President Gertrude Chickering Treasurer Evelyn Fay Secretary George Downer Faculty Adviser Miss Claudia Dube 1938 President Ernest Howarth Vice-President Beverly Austin Secretary Charles Troy Treasurer Ruth Laughlin Faculty Adviser Miss Persis Howe CALENDAR October 2: Micha Tulin: Concert on the Theremin. October 11: Observance of Columbus Day and Pilaski Day. October 20: Lewis E. MacBryne, General Manager of Mass. Safety Council — Safety talk. November 9: Armistice Observance. Talk on Nursing as a Career by a re- presentative of Simmons College. Radio Talk on Conditions in Gran- chaco. November 28: Rally before Webster game. Also Thanksgiving program by Drama- atic Club. During Education Week, the American Le- gion awarded medals to pupils submitting win- ning essays on The History of the Constitu- tion of the United States. John McTighe won the award for high school,

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THE CRIMSON AND GRAY Second quarter! Broadwood recovered a fumble at the very outset and, with steam- roller power, marched up the field into the shadow of the Eastborough goalposts. There the Eastborough line tightened and three successive times threw back the Broad- wood ballcarriers for losses 1 . . . Fourth down! Eighteen yards to go! A pass! Polly charged in, leaped desperately in a vain effort to block the pass which was caught by a Broadwood end standing across the goalline! Touchdown! A roar from throats already raw from shouting swept down the field like the North Wind! Broadwood lined up in kick- formation. Hike! Polly rushed in, evading the fullback and jumped high, with his arms extended, before the place-kicker to receive the ball squarely on the temple! A galaxy of stars flashed before Polly ' s vision as he fell into a dark bottomless pit. Liniment-laden air and water leaking from a sponge onto his face brought him back from dreamless sleep to a consciousness of a throbbing head. How is he, Doc? he heard Coach Casey in- quire anxiously. He is quite all right save for a headache. Bring him to my office tomorrow, said the doctor. Did we win, Coach? asked Polly weakly. Sure, Polly, your blocking that kick won the game for us, said the coach. Then with a twinkle in his eye, There ' s someone out- side who wants to see you. Then he ordered some of the players in the locker-room who were crowding around Polly, congratulating him, to help him change. After wearily putting on his clothes Polly slowly walked out of the building and . . . met her on the steps! Wilfred, you ' re not ingry at me are you? she inquired anxiously, then added quickly, are you hurt? Billy slowly shook his head from side to side. She was smiling as they walked away to- gether. Lionel Proulx ' 36 ART THOU? TN THIS day and age of which the elders speak so disparagingly, our attention is con- stantly brought to bear upon numerous sub- jects of a cultural nature, one of them being ART. Now, when this insignificant three- letter word is impressed upon your mind, you invariably think of the Venus de Milo, rich old portraits, or natural scenes of pastoral life. But today such reactions are definitely passe and decidedly inartistic! Art in the twen- tieth century is something radical, something indefinable, something bizarre! If you will closely examine the accompanying rare speci- men of art, you may glean an inkling as to just what you are to recognize as ART in order to be a well-educated citizen of the United States. The title of this inspiring work is Life, although if Life is anything like that, we ' re quite willing to give it up right now. The first object at the left certainly resembles an overgrown layercake but we shall suppose it is a ship on the rocks. The dainty creature in the gym-suit is probably searching for the young lady whose features are so generously sprinkled over the canvas. She is evidently all broken up over something— probably either the shipwreck or her lover ' s dangerous pose. The pine-clad mountains which rise so abruptly from the depths of the sea are a sym- bol of something, probably Faith, Hope, or Charity, while the moon and stars typify the (Continued on Page 10)

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THE CRIMSON AND GRAY Senior Class presented November 16, Come Out of the Kitchen under the super- vision of Miss Fitzgerald. The cast was as follows: Olivia Dangerfield Betsy Bernheim Elizabeth Dangerfield Stephanie Liro Paul Dangerfield John Merrill Charles Dangerfield Winston Dorrell Amanda Polly Chamberlain Randolph Weeks Rene Francazzi Burton Crane Arthur Canning Mrs. Falkner Elizabeth Sutcliffe Cora Falkner Jeannette Allard Solon Tucker Louis Bourdelais Thomas Lefferts Paul Haynes The committees included; tickets, Alphonse Charron; treasurer, Walter Remian; publi- city, John McTighe; printing, Rita Walsh; ushers, Richard Macallister; music, Raniero Francazzi; candy, Estelle Robidoux; scenery and stage, chairman Raymond Blanchard, Joseph V. Askmankas, Arthur Johnson, and Abraham Schwartzberg; stage manager, Lov- rien Price. The class is very grateful to Miss Corbin for her help and to Miss Aucoin for prop- erties. Not a little of the effective stage ap- pearance was due to Mr. Lanza ' s supervision of the work by the scenery committee. The realism of a pump that pumped water made us glow with a feeling of accomplishment. We thank Perron and Co. for this plumb- ing which they so generously provided. MY IMPRESSION OF HIGH SCHOOL High School! There are hardly words enough in my vocabulary to describe it. It ' s really a new word to me ... A Freshiel ! People come and people go about their way every day carrying books GALORE! talking about their homework, their clubs, bids for such and such a dance, or a new play to be given soon in the auditorium, n ' every- thing of this day and age. All that the boys can talk about right now is how they are going to BEAT WEBSTER and all that girls talk about . . . WELL! Freshies go through the corridors with frightened looks on their faces. The Sopho- mores glare at the Freshmen because they are ONE year ahead. The Juniors don ' t seem to realize that we exist-and the Seniors-OH! They ' re out of sight. But! We ' re not worrying. We ' ll be Upper Classmen too, someday and we ' ll probably treat the next set of Freshies the same way. Martha Nichols ' 38 (Newly appointed Freshman Editor) ART THOU? (Continued from Page 8) ideal setting for young love. We shall inter- pret the streak of lightning as meaning that the said emotion is not all it ' s cracked-up to be. The abrupt change of dark to light to be seen at the upper left we shall not attempt to explain, for it might mean any one of half-a- hundred things. The thing in the left fore- ground appears to be a streamline automo- bile, at first glance. With this in mind, we shall conclude that the lady in question de- serted the gentleman with the acrobatic in- clinations for another with more of what-it- takes-to-get-along. But on second thought, the thing more closely resembles a pink ele- phant; therefore, it would seem that th e ob- ject of the whole masterpiece was to impress the observer with the evils of drink! With this example set clearly before you, how can you fail to comprehend this type of art? One never knows how profitable such keen understanding of art may be to him. Art institutes are continually awarding gen- erous money prizes for thoroughly sloppy, jumbled masses of color, so the next time you find yourself in need of a bit of that necessary evil-money-merely equip yourself with easel and oils and become— a modern artist! Evelyn Fay ' 37