Wells River High School - Chatterbox Yearbook (Wells River, VT)

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18. To Mr. French we leave a suit with a pair of reinforced trousers to be worn to the most exciting basket ball games of the season. 19. Fearing that rents may be as scarce every- where as they are here, the Class is very desirous to leave a four room bungalow in Claremont, N. H., to Miss Doody. 20. We will Miss Garvin the right to take the privileges away from the Seniors if they fail to prepare one lesson in French. 21. To the Classes of 1923, ,24 and ’25 we leave our sincere hopes that they will find a teacher as faith- ful as Miss Doody has been during her four years with us. In testimony whereof we set our hand and seal and do publish and declare this to be our last will and testa- ment, at Wells River High School, County of Orange, State of Vermont this 10th day of June, in the year of our Lord, 1922. The Class of 1922 Noble Blanche Blood Precious Ethel Symes Jealous Emma Whitehill Loose-jointed Gerald Roberts Awkward Brock Renfrew Devilish John Stevens Kind Mary Graham Mighty Lyda Wilson Noisy Kenneth Morrison Winsome Kenneth Garvin Little Frank Abbott WTise Headed Charles Wilson Jolly Andrew Arthur Mysterious Wilma Andrews Idiotic Dorothy Cameron WITNESSES Bouncing Philo Van Dyke Ferocious Malcolm Buck Awful Freeman Lyons Dorothy Cameron

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by reading her treatise on “What to Eat to Grow Slen- der.” 9. Lyda Wilson, not wanting to take her re- markable knowledge of the English language with her, leaves Alonzo Griswold the right to say, “I ain’t got no” upon every opportunity. 10. John Stevens, who expects to go to Norwich University, leaves Bing Peach his famous remark, most useful to him while proving propositions in Geometry, “Oh, I can’t do this.” John is afraid his new associates might think those were the first words he learned to say. 11. Kenneth Garvin, being very popular with the girls at school, consents to leave some of his popularity to Edward Bailey who will make the best of his op- portunities we rest assured. 12. Gerald Roberts, better known as “Nig,” leaves Norman Cameron a bottle of 3 in 1 oil to loosen up some of his joints so he will be at least half as limber as he is. He must follow the directions closely, for one drop over the required amount would cause him to fall to pieces. 13. Frank Abbott wills Charles Grant the right to continue the debate with Mr. French in English Class, Resolved: “We are not animals, we are just human beings.” 14. Emma Whitehill wills her winning smile to Robert Learned, feeling that if Bob doesn’t alter his expression he will die a bachelor. 15. Blanche Blood wills her musical ability to Marjorie Tewksbury in order that school dancing may continue, with one condition attached;—that Harold Wilbur be obliged to dance near the piano that a drift of the music may reach him at times. 16. Harold Miller, ever true to his motto, “Better late than never” bequeaths Ora Lund the continued right to arrive at school at least one half hour behind time. 17. Charles Wilson wills some of his surplus height to Merrill Jolliffe. He says long arms and legs are quite useful when playing basket ball.

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CLASS POEM My classmates, ’tis the end of school, The term has reached its close. We’ll say farewell, go on our ways, And take an earned repose. The bell will no more ring for us A call to friends and cheer Sweet too, may our enjoyment be Throughout each future year. Our separation's long or short Only One can tell, But what He does is always best As we all know so well. Our meeting here from day to day Has knit us in a tie Of friendship, kindness, and good will Which time will sanctify. Over Knowledge’s rugged path We’ve climbed with footsteps slow We stand just high enough to see How much we do not know. Oh well we know our coming here For months, day after day Has done us good, and fitted us To find life’s better way. We’ve laid foundations sure and strong On which to build a life That in the future time will shine And triumph over strife. Ever our thoughts will backward turn To school of youthful days, Where often as boys and girls we met When life was all ablaze. Yes oft we’ll think as days go by, Each, of his classmates dear, Our thoughts will ever wander back Through every coming year. And now farewell, the day declines The sun is on the wane, The shadows fall, the curtain drops, We break our school day’s chain. Andrew Arthur ’22