Wellsboro Area High School - Nessmuk Yearbook (Wellsboro, PA)
- Class of 1935
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Take then this book, This reliection of your laughter, Long hoped fulfilments, And your tears, This part of you. And may it linger in your hearts To throb and slumber there. May it bring to you a fragment of the present. So soon to pass away . . . Now gone. Then treasure this. your yearbook, Scraps of fleeting nieniories, held forever and anon Today will never come again. And tomorrow? The present! This is its souvenir, To help you live o ,er once again, These interludes of youthful happiness and,- Memories . . . 4 9334-ffw J l'I'Il clue regard for l1is proficiency as a teacher. for his untiring and willing service to our sellool. and for his kindly interest in eaeh one of us, not only as students lint as indiviilunls, the Senior Class respectfully cledieates this issue of the Nessrnuk to Mli.JO1INS.l'ElFER THE NESSMUK PRESENTS THE FOLLOWING BOOKS SCHOOL VIEWS FACULTY EDITORIALS SENIORS CLASSES ALUMNI ACTIVITIES MUSIC DRAMA ATHLETICS FEATURES SCHOOL VIEWS Knowledge Is Power As :1 lwll rings 1111- Ihlul ul' Vllwllilli lk 1-I lllIl'l'j' luw:11'1ls llw smvll ul' llmd. 'l'lu- 1-1:1111-1' ut' knivn-s :mul forks. 'l'l11- vllzlllvl' ul' lllllllj' Wri4'1's UI' in-uplv slxlmlillg' illllHllil'Illlj' in lima XYhy 1l4m'l lllvy llI1l'l'5'? lim sun' :mal sun- ms' zu sm-nl, lI1-yi Quit trying In m-lnisvl ini' CAFETERIA--Noon hour . 'l'lu- sun-ll ol' 1'I1lm'im- s1-mls many slush-ntx vlmking' to tlu- winnln In gasp fm' zlir. lI's only liulr-ll ngzxin. 'l'lu- elalllving' llzlllu- of lln- lnunsvn lhlll'lll'I'. Sllllllil' wlimlving t'nnl:nsliv:1l!y lllHY2Il'll. 'l'l11- imillils-lv Slllilll lwsinlm- lln- iniinilvlv valsl. SK'l1'Ill'l' brings us vioxx-1' tu ilu- I'l'1llllj' ui' :lll llllllgs. CHEMISTRYK-LAB. period . 'l'lu- ghosts of slmlvnls 5l'IlIl'll ln'1'l114-zxlv within lhix :ls in Zl tomb. Ullllll invss, 'l'ln- lun-llowm-ss of W1-ll worn hooks 'I'l11- Iivking ot' Il vlovk A xxlnslur . . . :I Ill'll4'Il lIllIQ' look . u xllmuu Ivl11l mv Ylilll' Nl U. S, ll'lw- von dom- vom' 11'1g'f Ilo11.nI1i Nmlnous. ,xou lll'lY mow xom 4I11u to lln llblllll LIBRARY-STUDY HALL . . 'l'I1ns1- :Irv Ihr- girls who train xxnlnn 11:14 room In lu- Hlillll' lllwlu-rs I.:-zmvxlilnu' how lo vook or sl-xv H1' sm-I :l Inlah- in t'o1'm:1I slylv, Hr 1'W'Il wash ulislu-s. XX 115' look so solvlllll Sully? ilul you just lllll'Il X 1 lk: in HOME EC. CLASS? fp Y ,L ' 4' 7 L V . K- ffl?--1 A SONG OF WELLSBORO A song of Wm-llslmrn :mil llk'l' low' so truc Cmnvs wziftml to our 1-airs Zlllil thrills us tlll'0llQ.fll Whilv tluf bells of :ill lim-1' vicforivs do ring W1-'ll zuiswvi' lmvk by rising: llziil ulcl 'NV0llslm1'u! Hull! Rah! Rall! Our Alma Maxtor thou art loyal, lrraivs- and trum-g 'l'l1c spirit guiding as we joumcy on, Wc'll allways wear the Black and Orzu1,ge for Old NVc1lsboro. llll'0llQ.I' E L42 ei F 3 'fi .4 F5 14:1 X li: A J il fb W, r Ma ri ii 1 ii' Fi! va if 53 15' Yi 51 v 9, H 29 3 1 1 -3 55 I4 53 2 1 as M -4 iiffk' - ..., 45'-g.!,n'7':C.f ,' 5 ' W ' ' . , ' . M - . ' ' . , ?':i,' --,'fn12W'!4M TO THE CLASS OF 1935: OT so many years ago the spirit of progress was characterized by the saying of Horace Greeley, Young Man, Go West. To-day the opportunities of progress are just as real as in the days of Horace Greeley, but in quite a different field. We are now in a period created by the material progress of man in his carrying out of Greeley's advice. The reaction from that prosperity is upon us, and we are confronted by the task of adjusting our social order to meet the changed conditions. Few if any can conceive of just what this new social order is to be but the only way to approach it is to prepare one's self mentally, morally, physically and spiritually that he may successfully face the uncertain problems of an uncer- tain social order which will be ours to-morrow. We congratulate you for making so favorable a start. May you continue to Push Forward. F . Page Thirteen f John S. Peifer A. IL, M. A. lim-km-ll I7lliVl'l'SiIV Al1l1lll'IIlIlIlI'S Letha Bogart ll. S. lmlizlml Slnle- 'rl'ill'lll'!'4 t'ulh 'l- NllS1IlIl'll1IIlllil I nlvvrsilx Nh hmnl INIIIXNIIIIII nl'l : , 4' ' Ullim' l'l':l4'Iim'v Page Fourteen Mary M. Maneval A. Il., M, A, l'l'llllSylYZlIliil Stzlto l'uIl4 4' llllV4'l'Sllj' of M14-lmrnlx ldnglisll, History Charles E. Winter A. ll.. M. A. 11114-Iuwll I'nivvrsitv Biology, .Alll1'l'ii'IlIl History R. L. Butler 1' 4 .. , . A Alzulstivlwl Sinis- 'l'v:u-lu-l's l'ulh-go lllwxvn' Pity t'nll1'g'n- SIllN'l'YiSillQ' l'l'iIlI'ill1ll Marion E. Fischlor A. Ii., M. A. lim-km-ll Hvlumlnizu l'IliY1'l'SilA' Iinglish. l'wl'4'll4'll Minnie M. Mack l'll. ll.. RI, A. l7iI'liillSUll Vnllvgx' 1'lbl'lI1'H l.:1l111. I.1h1':l1'y Edgar L. Brandt A. ll., Al. A. AIlvrig'hI l'uIlm'2ii' l'1-nllsylvalllizl Slzlll' Vnllvgl' fll'lll'l'ilI Sl'il'lIl'l'r Klum-rall Blzltlu-lllzullvs .Ma J ., bo yo - Q . FWQA 5 I I lm'v11c0 S. Brandt Nlzlnslin-ld Sinn I vm-I1m'l's 14nll1 4' lunullslx. .Hg--lvlal John L. Dcibert IZ, S. .XllwI'lQ'lll 1ulll'2'1' 1:l'Il4lIl7Ill' Sllll Ivnl I'v11l1sx'lv:ul1i,1 N lIl Vullvgn' , l'lI1'lIIiSII'Y, llu 'sivv Clarence M. Oberholtzcr Nlill1'1'sx'iIlm' 'l's':u-In-l's 1'oll1'g1' I'vnnsylx':1ni:1 Stella' 4'uIlvg:4' H1':ulu:1Im- Slmlvnl l'1'IlllSj'lY1l!liIl I'IliYl'l'Si1y Slmp Elizuboth R. Sterling' Nlalnslivlnl Slallv 'IH II4'll4'l'S 4'uIl1-grv Fl4'I'l'Ifl!'j' lu l'1-iluvipzll lillulish Elizabeth E. Snyder Orrin G. Cocks, Jr. II. S. A. ll. Mzlnsiivlml Shut:- 'I'n-:u'l11'1's t'ull4-g'1- th-ugg1':1pl1y. Iflnglisln St. l,:1wx's-1:1-v I7lliYl'1'Nilj' Villrlislu. History John T. Walter Winifred H. Furman 12. S. ll S. lllw-xc-I lnslilutn- Nlzxnstin-hl Stalin' l'1'wInl1-111s ut'ln-1l11wl':u'y 'l'1-zu-In-rs Culla-go l'o11nm-1'vi:ll l.:1w linglisll, Mnsir- f1llllllll'I'4'l2ll l:t'02l'iIlDl!j' 1i0tlkkl'C'IDilI2 Page Fifsteen 2' ii ,YY Y N W N1 Fx. YQ-4 Q14 5 QM lx iJ VN w Charles E. Fischlor Nun' lfllglilllll 1lUllSl'l'YIl1lDI'j' l'11luil ol' lA'0Il1ll'4l t':11l1lu:1no1'i :mul 'lllllllllllW' Anlzunlowski lIlSlI'llllll'Illill Blush- 0 . Carolyn Nyc A. ll. flUlll'lll'l' K'ull1'g1' History Page Sixteen Dorothy Edwards IL S. NlIlIlNll1'lll Sinis- 'l'v:u'ln'rs Noll:-5:0 lillglisll Robert F. Davidson ll, S. SlromIsln11'g Stah- 'llK'Ill'llI'l'S Uuilvgn- Sprinclim-lll Vollvgw- ll:-zulllm. l'l1ysiml 1-I1llu':1Iion Inez M. Hadliold IS. S. lbw-xx-l lllilllllli' Vlllllllllllll lllllYl'l'NllX llonn- l'A'lYIHlllll4'S Kathryn B. McClintock Il. S. - 'l'l1om:ls 'lll'7lllllllL' Sldltllbl Mzmsiic-ld Stall:- 'll1'1l4'lN'1'S Vollvga- Youll Musiu- Rowena W. Hampton 'IPI-lll'l'N4lI! Nll'llll'Ill l'ollog'1' Hospital! S4-lmol Nnrso F. Mary Reinwald ll. S. Nlzlnstim-ld Stall- 'l'4-:11-Ilo'1's Vol lvgn' llnlm- l'l!'lllI1lIllll'5, 4h-m'r:1l Sl'l1'II1'l' Florence J. Wheeler li, S. Wwsl 4'h4-sl:-r 'lll'il4'lll'l'N 4'nvll4-go Kltllllllllllil l'niv1-rsily .Xrt Belle States Rodden B. S. 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This publication is not the product of any one individual but rather the re- flection of the entire school, depicted during its various phases, in which all of you have a part. THE, SENIOR FACES LIFE. HE Senior has now reached the culmination of a certain stage of development,- his youth: four years of work, struggle, and play. He is faced with that fascinating yet impenetrable mystery,-Life! What is he to make of himself? How is he going to get along with the other fellow? How readily is the individual going to adapt himself to the pace of civiliza- tion? These are a few of the questions the Senior is confronted with, a few of those which he will have to meet in the near future. The answer is left to the Senior himself, who now, provided with the tools, is theoretically prepared to face life. He has been coached in his economic and moral obligations to the world. He has been provided with the best in literature, science, and mathematics that education can offer him. Whether or not he is to overcome these innumerable problems depends on his ability to apply the knowledge he has acquired. Knowledge in itself is of little importance unless it benefits humanity as a whole. He is sure to meet these questions but will be solve them? The Senior must realize his position in life, that there lie before him wonderful experiences. Yet he who has sincerely tried to take advantage of his educational opportunity is prepared, for each day is a model of life itself. If he has met his problems squarely at school, he is just as apt to keep up to this standard when he goes to face the world. Let us face the world with the same vigor and buoyancy that most of us looked forward to our first day of school. We are but preparing for a much vaster education. 'Soon we shall again become studentsg let us apply our knowledge, let us conquer that which lies before us. O. L. S., '35. CIVILIZATION ADVANCES? MERICA,-surge on! You hum to the cadence of roaring machines, screaming rivets, throbbing dynamosg you speak with the voice of wireless, telephone, radio, you travel at the speed of the auto, the streamlined train, the airplane, you quiver to the pulsating rhythm of to-day. Civilization advancesg the old dies. America,-land where vast plains of prairie grass once waved, where only the trail of the Indian penetrated the solitude of the forest, where surging rivers roared unheeded through deep canyons,-you have built great towers of stone and steel,- you have laid broad highways of concreteg you have raised gigantic dams to calm the relentless rivers and make them yours. America,-you have changed from the age of the carriage to the automobile, from squalid slums, to model tenements, from the log school house of yesterday to the steel and concrete schools of to-day, a school beyond your fondest dreamsg from waltzing to jazz.--yet that is the tempo of to-day. Speed! Power! Progress! We are proud to live in an age of progress that destroys the past yet brings glory to the present. And yet in our mad rush of civilization, have we not overlooked the subtle reali- ties of life sincerely lived? We have become so engrossed in machines, in stock Page Nineteen markets, in the complicated affairs of the present, that we no longer see the funda- mentals of life itself. We have skimmed over the surface of things, we have so much of the surface and so little of the elemental qualities of recreation, education and religion, while we apparently know more generally, we practice less essentially. We have so wrapped ourselves in physical values, in bodily pleasures, in material concepts that we have lost the inner meanings of life, the spiritual, the eternalg we judge everything by how big, how fast, or how much. A civilization on this basis cannot last, we must learn that life and culture may be beautiful in their simplicity. We take too much for granted, we have lost our ability to struggle, to strive, to apply. We have become so standardized that we submerge our individualities in the machine and in that limitation we have lost that pioneer spirit so needed now. The American today is like the Roman of yesterday, he has everything and yet has nothing. Yet I see hope in civilization. I see a million striving, conquering, exulting Americans, conquered but unconquered. And while civilization stays primarily the same, no matter how dark the day or perverse the circumstance, man struggles on to the betterment of the race. I see a future in which we, as a part of this great civil- ization, play a role, a very decisive one, and no matter how small we appear, we really do affect the world. We can: help share its burdens, we can struggle together to- wards its goalg we may explore within ourselves and progress inwardly to the center of truest ideals and values as well as outwardly. I see hope in a nation that reveres the beautiful, where science can create a telescope to look into infinity, I see hope through world peace, I see the youth of to-day, youth bubbling with vitality and courage . . . Yes, I do have faith. America ,land of joy and sorrow, resound to the call of freedom, exult to the joy of life, America,-surge on! HE ensuing editorial needs some apology. It is a hopeless, satirical, untruthful, conglomerate hodgepodge. It will probably jar on Miss Fischler's sense of har- mony. The only excuse for its existence is for the benefit of those students who never want to read anything but foolishness. Here is hoping they get what's coming to them. To others, proceeds at your own risk! O. L. S., '35. THE TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS OF AN EDITOR. UCH is said about the many trials and struggles of the teacher, etc. The teachers do have it hardest, true. May God bless 'em. 'Ihcn too, much '4Hot Air is expended by the student body as a whole on how they have to study at home each night for exams, etc., etc., etc. Well, amidst these numerous impreca- tions I feel entitled to inform the World of my own various worries, that is, if I can squeeze them all in. Hence some writings from my diary of the events of only one hectic day. Rouse myself at 8:00 fUp late the night before, of coursel, guld down break- fast and dash off to post office to mail letter to engraving company. Have to stand in customary line for stamps. Would they never hurry? Lovely day, Mr. Postmaster. Lovely, Mrs. Tweedlebottomln Oh--Postmaster!- -- and so on for some time. Would they never --I cough. One stamp, please. I puff up the hill, and stumble into school, throw my junk into locker and make a fifty yard dash for my room as the bell rings. Miss Fischler eyes me with her crit- ical stare as I land in my seat. Page Twenty Skip chapel to work on Nessmuk. Try to get poetry organized. Come of it well--we won't go into details. Have typing test first period. So nervous I can't do anything. Sure I fiunked it. Get excused from study hall to take snapshots. Butch would break camera, so we troop down town to have it fixed. He buys me some candy to bribe me to keep still. Seventy pieces of peppermint! QI hate the stuff, and of course he keeps won- dering why I don't eat more.l Sh! It's a secret! Snap buildings from different angles. No, we weren't crazy. Try to take picture of Glass Works but the watch- man thinks we are spies and chases us out of there. fWe didn't even want their telescope!!!J Back to school for five whole minutes of literature, all tired out. I think I am goin to catch--, cold. The bell rings. Down to cafeteria, for lunch. What! Spanish rice again? Force it down. Dash up to 213 to do some extra tpying. Too nervous! Why do I always hit the Q's for A's? Go to library to do part of home work. Pestered by Seniors handing in their baby pictures. Am expect- ed to exclaim with joy, Ain't they tweet! QThe homely mugs!J Bailey comes at one o'clock and takes pictures all afternoon. No one will stanrl still and everyone complains about something different. A Why aren't we having the pictures outside? I didn't even know we were having our pictures today! When's the Junior Prom going to be? Nerts! Why do we have a Nessmuk anyway? Gussie wants pictures taken inside. The editor says no. Who is the head of this, anyway? It looks as though they were going to fight it out. Pandemonium! In- surrection! Chaos! No one wears a coat who is supposed to. I am stripped of clothing to dress Rexford for Glee Club picture. More pictures! Four o'clock! Out at last! More baby photos. StaH' meeting in the ofiice. Customary row ensues. Adviser and editor end up in tense argument. Editor continues to tear hair, shout, and make a further fool of himself. Meeting over, I grab books, plunge down town, see printers, visit Bailey, go to library, and dash homes for supper which I eat as rapidly as possible. fDo you wonder Why I am so thin?J Go up to cheer at basketball game. I must show my school spirit. Be patriotic! Get a sore throat for my efforts. We lose! Home to work on poetry and editorials. Don't feel in mood. Chop at a few block prints. To bed at 12:30 a. m. Can't sleep, too much noise next door! Rouse myself 8:00 a. m. and gulp down breakfast and rush off to school. Do you wonder why I am going insane? O. L. S., '35. Enough is enough! The End. Epitaph! Oliver Smith, editor-born, 1918 finished, 1935, at Danville. Page Twenty-one E wish to express our sincere appreciation to our many friends who have continued to take an interest in our school activities, and whose financial contributions have made possible the continuance of this publication. We take pleasure in presenting the patrons of the NESSMUK . ,. . Abramson 8x Company The Agitator Mr. and Mrs. Clyde Bailey Bailey Studio H. W. 81, T. R. Bailey R. W. Bailey 8: Son Miss Mildred Bartholomew Mrs. C. E. Bennett Mr. C. E. Bennett Mr. F. W. Beiswanger Mr. and Mrs. Ivan M. Bernkopf Miss Helen A. Blair Mr. and Mrs. Maynard Bliss Bower's Drug Store Mr. Percy L. Brooks William Callahan Marguerite Goodrow Campbell's Restaurant Mr. and Mrs. E. G. Carson Mr. and Mrs. L. F. Corwin Christensen's Bakery The Wellsboro Gazette Crane Kz Kerrick Mr. and Mrs. E. A. Cook Mr. Roger Crosetto Mr. G. Curry J. J. Davis 8z Son Mr. and Mrs. Andrew J. Dort Mr. Frank Dunham Mrs. Frank Dunham Mr. R. J. Dunham Mrs. R. J. Dunham Jimmie Dunham Arthur Dunn Eaton-Croft Dr. and Mrs. J. W. Eaton Mr. and Mrs. Charles M. Elliott Mrs. Anna English Mr. and Mrs. M. L. Erlenmeyer Mr. Edward Evans Mr. T. E. Evans Mr. O. H. Evans Mr. James Fenicchia Mr. and Mrs. Peter Fischler Dr. Louis I. Fox Mr. Fay R. Furman Gerkin's Taylor Shop Mr. and Mrs. Leo Glennon Grand Union ' Mr. and Mrs. Ernest H. Green Mr. and Mrs. F. T. Hallock Harrington's Ice Cream Co. Hawk's Garage Mr. H. W. Heise Miss Caroline Herrington Mr. Paul Hilbert Page Twenty-two THE PATRONS Mrs. John Hoare Mr. and Mrs. Fred Jacobs The Jello Miss Elizabeth Jimerson Mr. and Mrs. Charles Jimerson Mr. Phillip Kleiman Mr. Mortimer A. Kentch Mr. Norman B. Leslie Mr. and Mrs. Elwin Lewis Mr. and Mrs. S. K. Ludlum Otto M. Lush Lowell's Hardware Miss M. Louise March Mr. Maynard Martz Mr. Joseph Merz Mr. Oliver Metcalf Mr. George D. Mitchell Mitchell KL Briggs Hardware Mr. and Mrs. George E. Murphy North Penn Gas Co. Park View Hotel People's Market Penn United Gas Co. Mr. Harry Phillips . Railway Express Agency ' Mr. and Mrs. R. J. Reese Reinwald's Grocery Mr. Emory Rockwell Mr. and Mrs. J. W. Romig Mr. Russell Rowe Robert C.pScase Mosher's 5 Kr 10 Sarnola Beauty Salon Mr. A. J. Shattuck Simons Restaurant Mr. D. C. Smith Smith's Dry Cleaning Shumway Studio Mr. and Mrs. O. S. Smith Mr. G. R. Snyder Mr. and Mrs. Alec Soderquist Ruth Spencer Mr. and Mrs. Hugh Stebbins Mr. Delbert Stephens Sub Deb Club Mr. and Mrs. H. W. Taynton Mr. and Mrs. R. W. TenBroeck Gertrude Vanderhoof ' Mrs. Ethel Walker Dr. and Mrs. J. G. Webster Wellsboro Candy Co. Wellsboro Electric Co. Wellsboro Water Co. Mr. William Whiting Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Yoggy R E2 V ,T 3 51 5 as 'E W gs fMZ3W'Q.zYE 'E Swv ' ,F ' . A ' , - . . ,KH ' ' ' .X T ' ' ' : A ' , w l QI., ,'.mw'Ti'H1'wn..-H:k'.AXh3i1i!!.TiL'E2S11i1l'!GEHI5SP Once on a time, the ancient gods With brows aflame and hearts afire, Gazed down from great Olympus' height And sang their vows in heavently choir- To mortals all, who wait our word, Wc will our gifts of richest treasure, The things that make us great in might YVe'll give to them in fullest measure. THE CLASS OF 1935 Fleet-footed Hermes sped away Through space all filled with stars a-gleaming, And brought to earth the heavenly gift While mortals of the dawn lay dreaming. And since that night all men may share In courtesy and pride of bearing, In love and deepest loyalty, In strength and wisdom and in daring. And we, as carriers of the Torch, From now unto a future glory Hold that rich blessing in our grasp Made dear to us by song and story. Our youth, our hearts are filled with hope, That we of '35 can muster To us those gifts bequeathed of old, And shed around our names their luster. J. S. B., '35. Page Twenty-five THE NATIONAL HONOR SOCIETY Page Twenty-six lklllliklllkl onllml fhYl tcnm M L l X 1 u Q l V U Ixxuu Nnxn Z IJUYII Hlllll Jlllltkilllll 2 UllXl! mix 11011 511110 Uunxlml 'Wahl JCXII Mclal CLASS OFFICERS PRESIDENT ............ DONALD WEBSTER VICE-PRESIDENT .......... HARRIET HILL SECRETARY ............ GUSSIE KLEIMAN TREASURER ...... ......... J OHN HOARE CLASS MOTTO ............ PUSH FORWARD CLASS COLORS ..... BLUE AND SILVER Xillirrllill IIHIIUI' Sovi- vly. I'1111111l1-1l 111 15126. has 111-111111111111 111111 ill! 1111111112 11111 Il1lIl1ll'2Il'j' 111'g':111ixz1li1111 111 r 1 1 11111' s1'I11ml svst1'111 lu-111112 IIN IQIIIIIIVIIIQL 141111-111-1111'isti1's :11'1- , . 1 1 11-11111s1l11s: ll1111'z11'1111'g S1'l111l:11'- 11111: l,11z11l1'1'sl1ip. :1111I S1-1'vi1'11. CLASS ADVISER ........ MISS MARION FISCHLER Page Twenty-seven Page Twenty-eight .IOIIN M. ANDRASCIK, JR. John is a good-looking, likeable lad from Antrim who braves the elements daily to come to school. Whatever did he do to destroy those beautiful curly locks that were the envy and admiration of all the fairer sex? Now John, don't blush. Basketball 135 MARION H. .ISALIJWIN Poise, a gay ripple of laughter, amicabilityg these qualities at once remind us of Marion, whose ability to set others at ease by leaving care to the winds, cannot be soon forgotten. Glee Club 12, 3, 45 g A. A. 125 3 Tri Hi-Y 145 l.15N.X WlCISS'l'lCli l3.XNKl4lli Everybody admires Lona's cheerfulness and charm. She is thoroughly reliable when it comes to any class activities. She also shows real talent in dramatics. Her home life is a tribute to hcr personality. Eh, Mr. Banker? Dramatic Club 13, 45 3 Tri Hi-Y 145, Glee Club 12, 3, 455 A. A. 12, 35 MAHVIAX A. IZNNJAMIN Whenever there's a good time to be had Marian is always there, brim full of suggestions and ready to participate in any fun. However, she doesn't believe in letting' society interfere with her work, as her marks will show. Tri Hi-Y 1453 Glee Club 13, 453 A. A. 13, 35 JANE S. IZICNNICTT Life passes not by her gate but into her gar- den. Numerous are the means of expressing her creative enthusiasmg even then she shares with us a companionship, joyous with abandon, yet quiet with understanding. She prefers males in Lumps. Nessmuk Staff 1455 Tri Hi-Y 12,3,45g See'y Tri Hi-Y 1353 Vice-Pres. Tri Hi-Y 1459 Dramatic Club 12,3,45g A. A. 12,3,45g See'y of A. A. 1355 Glee Club 12,3,45g National Honor Society 1453 Cauldron Staff 145 I3l'lliXl1ll'l ll. BROWN Bernice is one of those diligent workers and real pals whose hidden resources are continually manifesting themselves unexpectedly. Her gener- ous and agreeable nature makes her well worth knowing. Tri Hi-Y 1453 Glee Club 12, 3, 45 RAYMOND W. BROWN Although Raymond entered our class only in the Senior year, who doesn't know and like hin1! School might be fatiguing for all of us but the lit- tle bit Raymond has had has caused him to go West already! CUNA ll. l4liYAN'll We only see Cora in the classroom because she is always so busy with her duties connected with the Tri Hi-Y. She manifests those attributes of loyalty, frankness, and jollity, which we like to find embodied in a friend. Snap Shot Editor Nessmuk 141 5 Tri Hi-Y 13, 41 5 Treasurer of Tri Hi-Y 1415 Glee Club 141 DORIS C. .l5llli'l'OX The victory of success is half won when one gains the habit of work. Doris has been, is, and always will be a friend to those who need a friend. In other words,-she's a real pal. Tri Hi-Y 141 VlN1jl'lX T A. CA lil lO lf N Andy was a drummer supreme in the band. Always in pursuit of happiness, and music, he has proved himself to be the jolly good fellow of the class. Band 12, 3, 415 A. A. 13, 41 JAN.lCE M. CAAll.'l51'1hIi Janice is determined to get places and so she attacks her subjects at school with a mind to learn. Success and happiness are bound to come her way-if they do not, she'll reach out and draw them in. Art Staff 1415 Tri Hi-Y 13, 415 A. A. 1215 Glee Club 12, 3, 41 lJONAlll,J Clllil.S'l'l'IXSkIX Christy not only filled his many oflices ciiicicnt- ly but has also convinced us that he is the Walter Winchcll of the Senior Class by his superior knowledgxc of various talked of members of the student body. Class President 1315 Hi-Y 12, 3, 415 President Hi-Y 1415 A. A. 12, 3, 415 Tennis 1415 Mgr. Track 1315 Mgr. Football 1315 Band 12, 3, 415 Orchestra 12, 3, 415 Glee Club 13, 415 National Honor So- ciety 141 Page Twenty-nine Page Thirty GWHNDOLYN A. CLARK Quiet, friendly and big-hearted Gwendolyn goes around among her classmates and is liked by all. Live, love and be merry must be her philos- oghy of life, and we hear she's fond of the regular il uyS.!! Tri Hi-Y 12, 3, 453 Glee Club 12, 3, 45 MOli,'l'0N lfl. CLARK With a keen determination, a mind to learn, and a pleasant personality, Morton entered our class when we were Freshmen. Since then he has worked his way into a place which cannot be filled by any other person. Hi-Y 145 MARY I. COCKS If success can be measured by brains and height, Coxie will be sure to come out on top. She is an all around girl, and a big sister to every- body, including' the boys. Nessmuk Staff 1453 Prophecy 1453 Tri Hi-Y 12, 3, 455 Dramatic Club 1453 A. A. 12, 3, 455 Glee Club 12, 3, 45 g Cheerleader 13, 45 9 National Honor Society 145 ROBERT li. COOLIDGE In spite of the difficulties of transportation, cool collected Coolidge arrives each morning at the castle of learning and answers present at the roll call. May life hold a success for him equiva- lent to his ambitions. Hi-Y 145 LO UlSE ll. CROMLE Y Jo seems to be fiddlin' around most of the time. Her technique is unique. Like N6TO:S'l1E'1i be playing when the school-house burns. Good luck, Cromley! Perhaps you'll make a Kreisler yet. FRANCIS ll. CRUUKS Crooksie hails from Antrim and holdsidown the Hot Corner like a veteran. His 'battlng is a great asset to the baseball team. His interest lies in the Juniors. Hi-Y 13, 453 A. A. 145, Baseball 135 DEA N E. DAVIS Dean and his contagious bursts of laughter have been our constant companions for quite a few years and if he tries as hard, and accomplishes as much as he did this last year, we know he'l1 be a big success. Hi-Y 13, 415 A. A. 13, 41 VlltGlNlA li. DOCIISTADER Rosie will always be remembered as the girl who performed her school tasks willingly and oblig- ingly. Her pleasant smile is rarely lacking as she hglps others. We are sure that she will succeed in li e. Nessmuk Staff 1415 Tri Hi-Y 13, 415 Dramatic Club 12, 3, 415 A. A. 12, 3, 415 Glee Club 12, 3, 415 Cafeteria Cashier 141 EVELYN Y. EliJJENMEYEli Evy is a lucky person who not only has June in January, but all the rest of the year as well. In a word, what would any of us do without her? Art Editor 1415 Nessmuk Art Staff 12, 3, 415 Tri Hi-Y 12, 3, 415 Dramatic Club 12, 3, 415 Dram- atic Club Treasurer 1315 A. A. 12, 3, 415 Glee Club 12, 3, 415 Orchestra 13, 415 National Honor Society 141 MARJORIE M. GERO W When old words die out on the tongue, new melodies break forth from the heartg and where the old tracks are lost, new country is revealed with its wonders. Tri Hi-Y 1415 A. A. 12, 315 Glee Club 141 MAliGAltE'l' L. IIATIIERIIJL Much credit goes to Hatherill for making an outstanding student of herself in spite of being younger than the rest of us. To all appearances, she takes a lively interest in mathematics and is one of the few to finish four yearly struggles through Latin. Art Staff 13 41 T1i HiY 4 Glee Club 3 K , s' -115 1, 415 A. A. 12, 31 llAltli,ll4l'l' l . lllllli Hatsie is one of our most jovial classmatesg her gay chatter can always be heard in the. corri- dor. There is one question she would like an- swered: Will I ever be as great a chemist as Lavoiser? Eating' is her passion. And does she indulge??? Snap Shot Editor 1415 Vice-President 13, 415 Dramatic Club 1415 Tri Hi-Y 12, 3, 415 A. A. 12, 3, 415 Glee Club 12, 3, 41 Page Thirty-one Page Thirty-two lil iCllll'l F. HOA DLEY The secret of happiness is not in doing what one likes, but in liking what one has to do. We believe Lucile applies this to her commercial work -in which we are sure she will find success. Tri Hi-Y 141g Cashier of Cafeteria 141 J OIIN O. IIOARE t'Jack-a boy plans to reside at Lake Keuka after his retirement from a brilliant naval career. He has brains, brawn, and beauty. Now Jack, Smile-for the ladies. Class Treasurer 141, Hi-Y 13, 41, A. A. 12, 3, 415 Football 13, 41 VIULA L. 110 llIlENl'SECli Viola's ability to spell must come from writing Red Luther. Of course, Practice makes Per- feet. Tri Hi-Y 13, 41, A. A. 12, 415 Ass't Cashier Cafeteria 141 G LAD Y S M. UOLMQ UIST Glady', is one of the quiet members of our class, but has a well cultivated sense of humor. She's one of the shining lights in Bookkeeping Class. Happy Landings! llliNO.IiA M. JOHNSON Many are the times when Noddy's melodious voice has been a credit to the School's Music De- partment. Her gay smile, jolly laugh, and loving nature, will linger pleasantly in our memories. Tri Hi-Y 13, 415 Dramatic Club 12, 3, 41, Sec'y Dramatic Club 1315 A. A. 12, 3, 413 Glee Club 12, 3, 41 AlllCl'1 M. KICNNICDY Why haven't we noticed this girl before? Ah! but we have. Perhaps it's because of her modesty, her quiet industry, her sober spirit which makes her carry on, that we point to her with pride as a member of our class. Tri Hi-Y 1413 A. A. 141 g Home Ee. Club 131 HICNA A. lillll515lllliNl'l Rena's vivacious personality and charm have won for her many good friends and loads of- admirers. Here's to the future! Tri Hi-Y 13, 45 3 Glee Club 13, 45 ll15lll5ll+lN li. KIAICIMAN Who has not submitted to Gussie's indeiinable charm? Her whims and capricious impulses lead us thither and yon, racing to keep up with her. At last we discover that she has reached the 2:0211 and carried off the honors. Class Sec'y 1455 Business Manager of Nessmuk 1455 Co-editor of Cauldron 145, Tri Hi-Y 12, 3, 453 Dramatic Club 12, 3, 45, Glee Club 12, 3, 459 National Honor Society 145 lCl5WAlll5 ll. BlclXli15Y Edward, as a Sophomore, was a bit strange to us and held us in awe with his Southern accent-but since then? He has won his place in our class, making friends quickly with his engaging smile and ready humor, and all are his friends. More power to you, Fld! HIIMTIC Nl. NllliI.l4lll Although a rigrhteous gleam appears in her eye at times, we have never seen Grace get into a rage. Instead, there is ever an abundance of spirits and energy that makes her a line companion. Tri Hi-Y 145: Glee Club 12, 3, 45 BIA li1lAHl'l'l' ll, MUILXN Margaret is a jolly sport, a good athlete, a talented musician, a fine student, but best of all, she is a true friend. A. A. 125, Band 12, 3, 45 ,IAMIGS 'l'. Nll7lil 15lll5 In spite of his 6 feet 4 and number 12 'ttrail sniashersf' Mulfie manages to be one of the leaders of the royal clan of entertainers . Numerous are his diiiiculties in keeping training rules and at the same time keeping' his honeys. Nessmuk Staff 125g Editor of Cauldron 145, Hi-Y 13, 45 3 Sec'y Hi-Y 145 3 Dramatic Club 13, 453 A. A. 12, 3, 45, Basketball 12, 3, 45, Glee Club 13, 45 Page Thirty-three - 5 Page Thirty-four ELINOR E. NEAL By watching closely, for Elinor is never con- spicuous, one can perhaps catch a glimpse of this loyal pal performing an act of consideration for others. She is very talented in art, as her posters show. Although quiet as a stone indoors, you ought to hear her yell when she gets outside. Art Staff 1415 A. A. 141 liAV INA NELSON Sal1y's eHiciency, whether it be in a play, or assignment, or a class supper, has always proved an asset to the Senior Class. Although she has a mania for large words, Comp would have been a humdrum without her. Her ambition-to be a dietitian! Nessmuk Staff 1415 Class Will 1415 Tri Hi-Y 12, 3, 415 A. A. 12, 315 Glee Club 1415 National Honor Society 141 M.Xli11AH,I'1'l' l'l. l'AlilllER Silence is a true friend who never betrays. Margaret, despite her quiet ways, is well liked by everyone. We understand she enjoys her Beer-s. Now try and keep silent! FLOYD R. PIIIPPEN Phip' 'is a fair worker, but one can see that his studies do not bother him,-especially litera- ture, or is it history? Pardon us! Our mistake. li0lllSl'l M. PIERCEY Piercey, short, dark and handsome, sparkling with pep and good humor, up-to-the-minute, ready for everything-and-well, what else do you want? In spite of her studies, she always manages to get quite a Keck out of things. Nessmud Staff 1415 Tri Hi-Y 13, 415 Dramatic Club 12, 3, 415 A. A. 12, 3, 415 Glee Club 12, 3, 41 M A HY E. PRI SET i'So long as we love, we serve. So long as we are loved by others I would almost say we were indispensableg and no man is useless while he has a friend. Mary's quiet patience will also aid hcr in realizing her ambition,-to become a chemistry teacher. Tri Hi-Y 13, 41 JOIIN ll. RUBISINS Lombardo's fans have increased since John and Dick started argruing for him. His work in the operetta shows talent. We all hope John succeeds in his fondest ambition,-Radio. A. A. 1255 Glee Club 12, 3, 45 lll'llil'lN M. S1fIll'Ii'l'Z Candor is a woman's virtue. We not only admire Helen for her tactfulness and calm reserve but also for her frankness in expressing her opin- ion. Congratulations, Helen! We need more of your kind. Tri Hi-Y 13, 455 A. A. 1355 Glee Club 145 Rl5lil'llf'l' li. S13l'l5l5l'lli Although we have always found him to be quiet and reserved, we are sure Robert will be among those who accomplish that which they set out to do. We have him to thank for delivery of our papers. He always does it, too! Hi-Y 1455 A. A. 12, 3, 45 l515XAlil5 li. SIMMONS 1936 will probably find the incomparable Fitz, nonchalant and good humored, working in a laun- dry. Temporary address-Storage Garage. We hear he makes occasional trips to Corning also. Sh! Don't tell anyone. Hi-Y 13, 455 A. A. 1255 Football 1455 Basket- ball 145g Tennis 1455 Glee Club 12, 3, 45 IiA'l'llAlilNl'I F. SIMUNS Cordial greetings, my worthy friend! Crack! Crack! Crack! -Oh, it's only Katharine coming with her gum. She also shows marked ability in Art and writing Short Stories. Anyone wishing to find her call-Skating Rink. Nessmuk Staff 1455 Art Staff 1455 Dramatic Club 14535 Tri Hi-Y 12, 3, 45 5 A. A. 1255 Glee Club 12, 3, 4 .XHIJICN IJ. SMITII Ard' is a robust boy who carried on the family interest in singing by going to Glee Club. A little bird tells us he is interested in Corning. He's also good at Hskippingn chapel and fixing: flat tires. Hi-Y 13, 455 Baseball 13, 455 Glee Club 13, 453 Basketball 13, 455 A. A. 12, 3, 453 Sports Editor Nessmuk 145 Page Thirty-five Page Trirty-six I DONNA M. SMITH If all the Irish are as pretty and smart and lively as Donna, let's go to Ireland. She's one of those chattering hustlers who are always busy help- ing somebody else. Nessmuff Staff 1453 Tri Hi-Y 13, 45, Dramatic Club 12, 3, 45, A. A. 12, 3, 453 Glee Clubs 12, 3, 453 National Honor Society 145 INICZ M. SMITH Her contagious giggle has won her many friends. Her special interest is trading at the new Market Basket! We hope the future brings her all she deserves. Tri Hi-Y 12, 3, 455 A. A. 12, 35 JANET li. SMITH If we could all maintain a countenance as rad- iant as Tutfy's in the face of all difficulties, the world would be full of sunshine. She has proved herself a scholar but also equally competent in extra curricular activities. Class Sec'y and Treasurer 125, Tri Hi-Y 12, 3, 45, President Tri Hi-Y 1453 Vice-Pres. Tri Hi-Y 1355 Dramatic Club 12, 3, 453 Treas. Dramatic Club 1455 Glee Club 12, 3, 45, A. A. 12, 35, Na- tional Honor Society 145 OliIVI4lIi li. SMITH But, Miss Fischler, you just don't understand me. But in spite of our differences in opinion, we Hlld Olio a grand person of affairs. He's made an A-1 editor of the Nessmuk, and we all join in sincerely wishing his success to continue. Why, Olio, don't tell us your hair is actually combed? Editor-in-Chief of Nessmuk 1459 Art Staff 1455 Junior Editor Nessmuk 1353 Hi-Y 13, 45 g Dramatic Club 13, 45 5 Sec't Dramatic Club 145 3 A. A. 13, 453 National Honor Society 145 HIUTII J. SMITH Ruth seems to have developed a passion for 4'Babes in the wood and King Arthurs in the past few months. If you care to know more of them, just ask her.--Yes, we are just as non- plussed as you are. Tri Hi-Y 13, 455 Glee Club 12, 3, 45 l'llJliSWOIi'l'lI H. SI'IlNUl'lIt Budl' is certainly a complete expression of the happy-go-lucky type of boy, but he seems to study, too.-What, you are surprised? Well, so are we. We still think he solved the Lindbergh case. His profession-sports! A. A. 1253 Football 12, 35, Basketball 12, 359 Track 1355 Golf 1455 Tennis 145 ROSE Sl'l4lNlll'lll Rose's pleasant, unobtrusive ways and her willing cooperation in school activities, have won for her a large following of loyal friends. Al- though shy, she is real fun when you get to know her. Tri Hi-Y 145 l'lllil'll'lN S. S'l'A'l l'S What is that sound echoing down the hall- Why, it's only Spatts giggling again. Her willingness to work should help her make a success of her ambition, nursing. C-lee Club 12, 3, 415 Tri Hi-Y 143 1il'l0ll1llA 17. S'l'li.XlJlll'lY One of the Art sisters of the Senior Class. She seems to have demonstrated the possibility of perpetual motion by her constant laughter. Her excellent training' in Home Ee. ought to be of great use to her in years to come. 'l'. li0l7lSl'l S'l'll,XlJl.l'lY A constant cheerfulness, a persistent willing- ness and a friendly jubilance help Lou cultivate her many friends. She's a good worker, a good sport and a ine pal. Her voice is a testimony to her personality. Glee Club 13, 47 l IiOHA li. S'l'liA'l l'ON So to conduct one's life as to realize one's self -this seems to be the highest attainment possible to a human being. Flora has that quiet under- standing, that constant pluck, that steady diligenceg in short, she has that which is so much desired- character. Nessmuk Staff 1455 High School Bank 147: Tri Hi-Y 13, 4lg Glee Club 1413 National Honor Society. IQAYMUNIJ .l. 'l'll0llAS What! Late Again! Yes, it's just Raymond tiptoeing in about fifteen minutes late. If you hear a stiHed snore from the back of the room, it's Raymond. His studies are the least of his worries, and he is such a quiet sort of a person we are left wondering what he really is like. Page Thirty-seven Page Thirty-eight RAClll'lll F. TOWNSEND I love to be alone. I never found the com- panion that was so companionable as solitude. Her friendship is a valuable one, for one realizes it is held with respect. Tri Hi-Y 12, 3, 453 A. A. 12, 3, 455 Glee Club 12, 3, 4 l1l4l'l l'Y ll. WALKER Don't let Betty's air of aloofness scare you, she's really nice when you get to know her. We're still wondering what the D stands for! Tri Hi-Y 13, 45 5 A. A. 1453 Glee Club 13, 45 l'lllSll4l Bl. WATKINS Here is a very dependable and steady-going girl. Quiet and d,e1nure, Elsie's sweet disposition has earned for her the esteem of both students and teachers. Her marked business abilities have established her worth. Nessmuif Staff 145, High School Bank 145g Cauldron Stal? 1453 Tri Hi-Y 12, 3, 455 Glee Club 13, 45 DONA lil? S. Wl+ll'3S'l'l'lR Don is one of those people life just can't get along' without. Aside from his duties of Class President, he is an honor student, clown, a prom- ising future Einstein. But what's the use of talk- ing, you all know him anyway! Class President 1459 A. A. President 145, Hi- Y 13, 453 Hi-Y Treasurer 1455 Dramatic Club 13, 45, A. A. 3, 45, Football 13, 453 Track 13, 45 Track Captain 1455 Glee Club 13, 453 Cauldron Staif 1453 National Honor Society 145 JEAN ll. WPll3STl'lIt Music is well said to be the speech of angels, so Jean is one of our music masters. She's pretty, smart, gay--liked by everyone. To add to that, she appears to be very Frank, Nessmuff Staff 145g Class Vice-Pres. 1255 Tri Hi-Y 12, 3, 455 Tri Hi-Y Treas. 135, Dramatic Club 12, 3, 45, Dramatic Club Vice-Pres. 1453 A. A. 12, 35g Glee Club 12, 3, 455 National Honor Society 145 l'll5l'l'll M. Wllllllllflli Although Edith is a student, she is not a grind. She just doesn't need to study hard. to get to the top. We're all envious of Edith, but we wonder why she is so quiet. Perhaps that is the secret of her success. Tri Hi-Y 13, 45 9 A. A. 125g Glee Club 12, 3, 45 CLARA E. WEST Mae has the reputation of being the most talkative and most cheerful of all the classmates. She's a regular whiz on the typewriter, and also possessed of dramatic ability to no little extent. Nessmuk Staff 1435 Tri Hi-Y 13, 43, Dramatic Club 1435 Glee Club 12, 3, 43 N l N A G. W EST Nina is quiet and somewhat shy, but those who have penetrated the barrier of her silence, have found her a true friend, dependable and jolly. JOHN W. Wlllililllili John this time has conquered the guitar. He has again turned to the girl question with renewed ardor and for the moment seems very much enrapt by it. Stick to your humor, John. You'll be an editor of the Cauldron yet! HICIIAIKIJ lf. WILCOX Dick is our star basketball player, and he makes a fine captain, too. His favorite hobby is listening to Lombardo at the old garage. He is one of the few boys who has taken the Commercial Course-and passed it! A. A. 1233 Basketball 12, 3, 435 Basketball Captain 1433 Boys' Glee Club 13, 43 LEWIS li. WILKINSON Self-confidence is the first requisite to great undertakings. Although Butch always man- ages to get in his opinion on various and sundry matters, he always makes the day bright and hum- orous. May his companions in the future find him as fine a friend as we have. Nessmuk Staff 143, Nessmuk Snap Shot Edi- tor 1433 Cauldron Staif 1433 Dramatic Club 12, 3, 43, H-iY 13, 435 A. A 12, 3, 43, Football 12, 33, Soccer 143 LILIJIAN A. WlllIll.UlMl'll'l Lil came to us in her Sophomore year and we know that her hair is the keynote of her vitality. She has the indefinable pep which is always bub- bling forth in new expressions of caprice. By the way, she still eats wheaties. Tri Hi-Y 13, 43, Girls' Glee Club 143 x Page Thirty-nine Page Forty li17lil'lli'l' li. WILLIAMS Although he is an inexplicable riddle of dispo- sitions, he's always loyal in friendships. If Bob isn't shining on the basketball floor or football field or in track, he is causing some feminine heart to flutter. Class Secretary 1373 Hi-Y 13, 473 A. A. 12, 3, 47 g Vice-President A. A. 147 5 Boys' Glee Club 1475 Football 13, 475 Football Captain 147g Track 13, 47, Basketball 12, 3, 473 Soccer 147 ll17I3l'llC'l' ll. Wl'l'llli17W Ches is one of those who have contributed faithfully to the Keyhole column in the Cauldron. Now that the secret is out, you know who's to blame.--Anyhow, here's wishing you lots of luck in your specialization! We held to the course from the very beginning. We marched toward the top where our banner now flies. We overcame hardships, we came through them singing And now that we've conquered, may hope never die. 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TI-IE JUNIOR CLASS THE CLASS OFFICERS PRESIDENT .......................... VICE-PRESIDENT ...... ....... w v Y SEC'Rlu1'ARX ...........,. ...... 'I' R EA SU RER ...... ADVISER .......... JOHN HOOGENDAM HMARIAN BOHNERT .FRANCIS WEBSTER WILSON MARY M. MAN EVAL CLASS MOTTO: Do or Die Wellsboro High Rah! Rah! Rah! CLASS COLORS: Green and White Although these quotations we know are dumb We've certainly slavod on thi-ni some. We only hope you'vo paid for this book Before at these you'vo had a look. Although they'll give you lots oi' pain We pray you'll love 'em just the sumo. But please d0n't curse At this terrible verse. Quick James-the hearsc! I'a1,g'0 Forty-th rec Page Forty-four . J UNIORS VERA BAILEY - We don't know if Vera's color blind or not, , But she sure sees Brown an awful lot. EDWARD BASTIAN I Eddy is doing his part with great vim. His ready smile and cheerfulness Will mean much for him. HERMAN BAUMANN The answer to the music teacher's prayer. He works for the old Gazette, But he might make a crooner yet, So there! BARBARA BENNETT Caught but untamed, Forever famed, Brave and with merit, Hail to thee! Blithe Spirit! CHARLES BERTSCHE A gentleman makes no noise, Our Charlie has a lot of poise. MARIAN BOHNERT I know pleasure at the set of each sun, For I am proud of the work I have done. GERTRUDE BOYCE Whatever storms her spirit knows, She dwells Within a deep repose. ANNA BOYDEN Anna has a very good natureg Who knows, she might get to the legislature! NILA BROUGHTON Still water runs deep. We've had this in every Nessmuk So why peep? Q, JUNE BROWN ' We have heard of June-moons That were all one could wish, But who ever heard of a girl Named June-Fish???? THELMA BROWN Although Thelma's hero is hand- some, He claims she's worth a ransom. ROBERT BUCK Manhood, not scholarship, Is the aim for true citizenship. CLEO CALHOUN Cleo's one and greatest pride Is, she's on the seaward side. ROBERT CALLAHAN .B0bby's never been lovelorn HC-1's too busy popping corn, KATHRYN CAMPBELL Kay gabs, but what of that, When we all love to hear her chat! fOh Yeah?J MARY CAMPBELL When you see her you'll soon realize She-'s big in mind though small of size. LOIS CHILSON Lois is liked by everyone- She surely has a lot of fun. DOROTHY CHRISTENSEN Life is just a jest, and all things show it. I never thought so and no one knows it! DONALD CLARK Donald is one of our best students, He comes from Antrim, And is very prudent. RICHARD COLONY My ability to be silent Is pleasing to the crowd. It's just one of my aspects, Of which I am proud. MARSHALL COUMBE Antrim's my home town, America's my nationg Heaven's my destination. MARY CROOKS Just another Antrimite! Who knows HER stuff all right. IRA CROWE What would become of the orchestra And also the band If Ira Crowe wasn't there To lend a helping hand! GEORGE DERBYSHIRE Oh for the life of a tennis champ, Even when the weather's damp! ANGIE DICKINSON She has a sense of humor Her puns cannot be beatg Though she's just a Junior She sweeps them off their feet. ROBERT EDWARDS Always talking, never blue, Always cracking something new, With a thump, that's our Lump! DORIS ENGLISH I chatter, chatter, as I go To join the happy river- QPine creekll Men may come and men may go But I go on forever. KATHRYN ENGLISH Can she dish it out??'!? So it would seem. What? Why, Ice Cream! RUTH GEROULD With a cherry word and Winsome smile She's a girl of pep, And a friend worth while. FOSTER GOODWIN Foster is always wandering On his two big' feet. Davidson's always saying, Foster, in your seat! ELWYN GORE Easy come, easy go- What he is, we do not know. HELEN GRAHAM Be silent and safe in the things that you do. You will find that this motto is true. ROBERT GROSJEAN Can he drive a golf ball? Can he bend a bow? And is he good at arguing? Well, we ought to know! VIRGINIA HATHERILL They say, She sure gets her man. She's going to Virginia with a Van- MARIAN HEMKER Life is not a dream- Things to me are what they seem. ROBERT HILBOLDT In history he knows his dates, Which is helpful to his mates. HELEN HILL Her friendly presence we all enjoy, Our friend who comes from the town of Troy. JOHN HOOGENDAM Don't play with me girls, I'm a dangerous man- Just a flash in the pan. LOUISE HUNTER We might not know her trends, But she sure has the friends. RONALD HYDE This year we'd hoped to see him sooner, Yet to us he's still-just a crooner-! HELEN JOHNSTON She's just another Antrimite Who comes quietly to school each morning, , And quietly home each night. LOUISE JOHNSON Her married life will not be a wreck For thank the Lord she's had Home Ec. ERWIN KEENEY It's better to know less, We all confess, Than much that ain't true! Now. that to you! ROBERT KERRICK When Robert Kerrick can't be seen Just find his Ford or find Jane Green, Because he never wanders far- From his girl or from his carl LAURA LAWTON Fate can nothing better send, Than a true and loyal friend. IVAN LUTHER Ivan used to play the victrola But now his specialty is a Viola. ERIC MARVIN Time may come and time may go- Eric's jokes are always fiat! But what of that? GEORGE McINROY A little nonsense now and then Is relished by the best of men. iAhem! Amenlj CLARISSA McMULLEN Clarissa is a carefree lass But then she knows she's sure to pass. BETTY MOORE Bettis goal,- To be a man hater, Or better yet, A professional skater! JEAN MOORE A pretty, smiling lass, The student of our class. GLEN MOSHER The man who blushes is not a brute, But then we think he's rather cute. BLAINE MOSSO Mosso's only dream,- If Wellsboro could only have A football team! EDWIN MONROE Edwin's music is always first, But wait, you haven't heard the worst. Page Forty-five Page ,Forty-sip: , ALENE PATRICK She studies hard as is easily seeng She's always quiet and serene- That's our Alene. CHARLES PRICE Charlie plays the trumpet well ' But in mechanics is best, And in both these undertakings We Wish him great success. EDNA PUTMAN God's gift to the teacher- There's nothing you can't teach her. GLADYS QUIMBY A jolly word and pleasant smile, She has them ready all the while. ANNA PRICE REES Has she scores of lovers, Heaps of precious beaux? That question is quite superfluous, As everybody knows. RICHARD REESE I may not be so good at geometric curves, But watch me when a baseball swerves! HAROLD RUMSEY To study there is no endg Fun and work will never blend. LUCY SATURNO She has a lot of git - We must admit, As for Walter, Well, skip it! ALLEN SCRANTON We are proud of the athletes Our class can distribute, We think that Allen has Done his share to contribute. WALTER SHORT Courageous is our Walter Short- On the football field He's a very good sport. LORRAINE SHOVE A girl who came from far away And proved herself worthy of her stay. DOROTHY SHUMWAY Hush! She's bashful- Tush! That blush! THOMAS SLOCUM He's late nearly every day of the year, But he says he's lucky to get to School at all. HYLA SMITH Hyla's a boy who doesn't worryg He's quiet and peaceful, And doesn't hurry. ROBERT SPENCER Robert Spencer- For female hearts, a fencer. ISABEL STAGER We all know She's not so slow fShe's an artist, toob. HAROLD TOMBS Here's a social lion no one can tame, An old tomb of great fame. He's in acrobatics And as for dramatics,- CAsk Pierceyj. MARGARET VAN ORDER Study hard, Talk gently, Bear all cheerfully, Await occasions, But never hurry. LORAINE VAN VALKNER Here is a girl kind and true, One who's a friend through and through. IONA WATKINS Here is a girl who puts all care away, And looks for the happy things all day. FRANCES WEBSTER Of our student body Frances, ranks with the best, But she's never too busy To joke with the rest. ARLENE WETHERBEE A friend of unfailing thoughtful- ness, To bring another happiness. ELSIE WHIPPLE We hear a gay ripple of laughter. And then a loud talking, Following after. WILLIAM WHITE Happy am Ig from care I am free. VVhy can't they all be contented like me? NEIL WILBUR Is there no end to study???'? To---with everybody! HARRY WILLARD If you wouldn't be so quiet And always keep so still We might know more about you, But our knowledge now is nil. HELEN WILSON Helen Wilson is thoughtful and kindg Usually such persons are hard to find. JOHNNIE WILSON Johnny at his work will do his best, and leave with God the rest!!! P k ff' SOPHOMORE CLASS .ma .,.. CLASS OFFICERS PRESIDENT ........................... WILLIAM IJUTLHILR VICE-PRESIDENT .......,. ....... D ONALD FRANK SECETARY ................................... RUTH STEVENS TREASURER ........................... ROBERT STEBBINS CLASS ADVISER ............................. MISS BOGART CLASS COLORS ....... ....... R ED AND WHITE Page Forty-seven Page Forty-eight Jane Ashley Mary Bailey Josephine Baker Henry Bellinger John Benjamin Miriam Blackmer Margaret Bliss Dorothy Bowers Steve Boyce Lorraine Brooks Anna Brown Eleanor Bryant Edward Burrell Pearl Butler Marcelete Calhoun Doris Campbell Truman Carson Robert Christie Erma Clark Marietta Cooper Nina Crippen Anna Kathryn Davis Beach Davis Geraldine Dochstader William Dutcher Edgar English Charles Etner Boyd Ferry Marian Francis Donald Frank Gorden Gee Robert Gee Anna Gerow Ruth Gleason Harry Groover George Gurnsey Marjorie Hawk Dorothy Hayes Marvin Hill Carl Holmquist Elwyn Howell Florene Hunter Elwyn Jacobs Frances Jenkins Beverly Johnson Lucille Jones Ruth Keeney Leah Kleiman Owen Korb Louise Lawrence James Lindsay William Linkhorn Catherine Losinger CLASS ROLL William Losinger Ernest Luther Evelyn Luther Charles Markowicz Nada Marshall Henry Matson Robert Miller Ruth Monks Johnnie Morral Ella Mosher Paul Mulford Margaret Naramore Lucille Olmstead Gordon Patrick Lenora Patt Robert Powers Donald Rexford Dorothy Root Donald Rumsey James Saturno Kathleen Seeley Farnham Shaw Thomas Simons Cora Slocum John Smith Robert Smith Waldo Smith William Smith Catherine Smithgall Kenneth Smithgall Robert Spencer John Statts Robert Stebbins Ruth Stevens Norma Stickler Mason Thomas Lucille Thornton Bruce Torpy Edsel Townsend Oliver Vanderhoof Neva VanOrder Benny Walters Bruce Watkins Leon Weaver Erwin Whitney John Whitney Claudia Wilcox Howard Wilson Jane Wilson Leah Wilson Richard Wood Theodore Wood Viola Wood -5 y 5- 1 Ju I Q! Wu 5 r A I iv NZ u r ., Q Z W F1!4'3l,T'B'N.'a'Rl'iJ1,'wH-HST, 1 T' ' 1 .1J'F!iW!'iM-TY . 14' ' : .' H' ' M' 1 'H X 1 ' . G . :EN - ' 'A 'J?u:.' J TJ Liu' -Ji in , 44 1:,F.wv'1.J !vF..ii'LL!m1H1' . ALUMNI ASSOCIATION, 1934-35 T is with the greatest pride as President of the Wellsboro High School Alumni Association that I greet the Class of 1935. No time in your life will be as important nor leave as deep an impression as the day you receive your diploma. As you leave the high school to begin life, you carry only such foundation and background as you have been fortunate enough to acquire in old W. H. S. Patient teachers and close comradeship with classmates and teachers, the high ideals exemplified there and a determina- tion to follow a certain course, all these will stamp your individuality with a certain responsibility to your fellow men and help you to meet and face life bravely. The other oilicers of the Alumni Association join with me in the heartiest welcome to this strong organization. May you continue to grow in the precepts learned in Wellsboro High School. MARY C. CAMERON, '01 OFFICERS PRESIDENT ...............,..,....... MARY C. CAMERON VICE-PRESIDENT .............. J. ROGER CROSETTO SECRETARY ........ ..................... H UGH DALE TREASURER ....... ...... H ELEN E. SPENCER Page Fifty-one Page Fifty-two The author, George D. Mitchell, giving his fam- ous address before the National Nut and Screw Congress in Washington. We are proud to present the following article writ- ten by one who has be- come editor of the nation- ally known magazine. The Pathfinder. LTHOUGH I usually write only for pay, I am glad to contribute a few words free for The Nessmuk of 1935. All I am I owe to the Wellsboro High School and I wish that debt was all I owed. I see by the annual report of the Bureau of Education that your new high school is one of the highest in the Northern Tier. That's good! If you are going to have a high school, why not have one that will really stick up? I myself am a relic of the first high school Wellsboro ever had. Mansfield up to that time had lorded it over Wellsboro. Mansfield's school was 20 feet higher than ours and that school drew pupils from all over the county. Well do I remember that September morn when we started in as pupils at the new high school! Everything about that building was new, beautifully varnished and inspiring. By the end of the year I had my initials and observations cut in every desk in that building-thus making what I claim is an all-time record for cutting remarks. I hope the Wellsboro High School has done as much for others as it has done for me. Once I too was, an ignoramus. In that school I was taught that two and two always make four-and it was many years before I learned that they could be twisted so as to make five or more, or only one-or even a minus quantity, to suit thef pur- poses of the twister. I graduated with the class of 1876--or was it 1886? It was somewhere back in the 19th century. I was never so proud of anything else in my life as I was of that diploma-which was made of genuine sheepskin. I traveled all over the world after that and I always carried that diploma with me-as my diplomatic credentials. I was arrested in Italy, Greece, Turkey, Japan and many other countries, but I would always pull that diploma out, unfold it and solemnly display it to the ofiicials, point to the4 gold seal and the signatures of the Wellsboro School Board-and then they would let me go. I made them believe I was on a diplomatic mission and that that diploma was myl passport. I have that diploma still-and I am wearing it this very day, as a chest protector. I always have to wear a chest protector when the weather goes Democratic. After I graduated at Wellsboro somebody told me I would have to have a college degree if I was ever to get anywhere. So I went to Cornell. I am never without a sharp jackknife and before the first term was over I had cut everything there was cuttable at Cornell-including most! of the classes. The worst cut-up we ever had to deal with, is the way the faculty reported me on their records. I was working my way through colleger and I got a chance to help one of the professors in going over his examination papers. On one occasion I marked a student 101 per cent. The professor looked at me in an indulgent way and said: Don't you know that you can't have over 100 per cent. of anything? I answered: Neg that's news to me. In Wellsboro we always added our percentages up till the cows came home. I told him that I liked to be liberal in marking papers and hence I had given this student 101 per cent because he had answered one question that wasn't asked. The president of the university then called me in on the carpet and gave me a heart-to-heart talk. You are too smart for us and so we are going to graduate you at once. Now git! he hissed. And I gitted. But I made them give me back all my tuition fees and also pay me for my time. All other students who have gone to college have had to pay for their education-but I made them pay me for it. And thus I hung up another record for old Wellsboro. I spent a whole year on my graduating oration at Wellsboro--called The Whichness of the Why. The local papers spoke about it in a very complimentary way, they said that they liked the parts they could understand and they only wished they could understand more of it. That speech I have also made use of ever since- like my diploma. I claim it is the model address for any and all occasions, grave and gay. It doesn't begin anywhere and it doesn't get anywhere. It has no point to it. It just goes around in a circle and comes back to the same place. You can start anywhere and it's a good speech-a sure-fire hit guaranteed to bring cheers and catcalls from any audience, young or old. I have given it on less than 2,000 occasions-and always escaped. Just a short time ago I delivered this very address before the National Nut and Screw Congress, at Washington-and the applause was simply deafening when I finshed. That old Wellsboro oration has been translated into many foreign languages- including the Scandinavian, Finnish, Yiddish, Irish, Esperanto, Ido, Pennsylvania Dutch and Hog Latin. I claim that Prof. Tugwell, the President's No. 1 Brain Truster, got all his ideas from, that essay of mine which was first delivered ati the graduation exercises of the old Wellsboro High School over half a century ago. For example, just listen to what Doctor Tugwell said in an address to college students a short time ago: Our recent preoccupation with the scientific approach to physical problems may have caused us to rely over-heavily on the concrete, on the ponder- able, on the specific, and to ignore the abstract, the imponderable, the generalized qualities which underlie society. I would not tarnish the luster of great names but the truth is that Doctor Tug- well's oration fairly bristles with phrases very similar to those which I used. I do not claim any merit for,myself. All I wish to do is to let the credit rest where it belongs-and that is with the Wellsboro High School. Long may she wave! GEORGE D. MITCHELL, Editor of Pathfinder 0 the staff of the 1935 Nessmuk, and to its subscribers, I wish to extend greet- ings from the class of 1900 and to express my personal appreciation of a pub- lication of timely' interest and permanent value. MARY V. DARRIN, 1900 Page Fifty-three Page Fifty-four To the Class of 1935: REETINGS and Congratulations! Take it from one who knowsg the- first fifty years after graduation are the hardest-and probably the most fun. For all of the marvelous advancement in the arts and sciences and aids to more abundant living that have occurred in the last five decades, let no one tell you that the job is complete and that your chance to participate in the wondrous adancements of the world is gone. The future holds promise of greater things than have been unfolded to my astonished gaze. Get in the game and help the thing along. H. C. YOUNG, Class of 1885 HEN I graduated from W. H. S. in 1903, living conditions were so different from those facing this year's graduate, that we barely understand each other's language. As for the tempo of life-the mental, moral and physical equipment! What a difference!! Then, the path into maturity was narrow, poorly lighted, and full of obstructions. Now there is available an entirely free choice of many smooth paths with means of traveling swiftly and far. Modern life is more complex and more confusing than that of my time. I am not at all sure that your to-day is any improvement over my yesterday. I seem to feel a little sad over the problems of to-day's young people. But one thing you have that counterbalances all my misgivings, and that is youth. And with youth is confidence, trust, and faith. As each person must choose a vocation freely, so I think this free choice includes political and religious beliefs. Happy is the condition of anyone who has sufficient judgment to realize that there exist two sides to every question, and sufficient forbearance to take the neces- sary time to become completely informed before taking action. Good luck to you on whom to-day's sun is rising. CAPTAIN C. F. RUSSELL, U. S. N., '03 Thank you, Mr. Editor, for the opportunity to add a word of greeting to my fellow-members of the Alumni Association and to our so-soon-to-be new associates, the Class of 1935. May we all work together, for the continued up-building of this association, that has played such a strong part in the construction of this High School, and which can continue to do so much that is helpful. To this end, I hope all of you will come to out annual banquets and derive as much enjoyment from them as I have experienced in the thirty-two that I have had the pleasure of attending. IVAN M. BERNKOPF, '02 WAY BACK WHEN. When there was mud in Main street half a foot deep every spring and fall. When the Methodist church steeple towered above the tallest trees, and the memory of mother telling me about the man fCulver by namej standing on his head on the top of that steeple when first it was built. When Depot Gang was something more than a name. Wonder if they still have a Depot Gang? When the elms stood tall and straight instead of falling all over Central avenue. When the Bache running team ran dowri Main street to fame and glory. When Frank Deans led the Wellsborough Military Band, and it won all the contests it could get into. When the Wilcox 'bus and the Coles 'bus and the Transfer met all the trains, and carried more passengers every day than come to Wellsboro now by train in a month. When Henry E. Raesly and Mort Jones and Miss Doane ruled with kindness and justice in a little court called Chapel, in what was all the world we knew,-in those days, the Rambler first saw printer's ink. So up on your feet, Class of Nineteen Three-Boy! O! Boy! What a class that was-to toast the Class of Nineteen Thirty-five. May they all achieve their hearts' desires. WILLIAM TIPPLE, First Editor of the Rambler, '03 1, u E 5' 2 5 H JE WZ? ff jf 15 I A .Q 2 r A , Q 51 vr, 295 L' . 91 an ff wi M S 4 5.1 ei , Egg 2 .r U. si 5 .9 'fl Q, Q5 162 lf.!3FI.H!li,iJ1d'T THb ibn. in- Y ' J .41 - 1 TUE. VL ,' ,l U R' 1' I lk QF. ' 1 A .1.. - '. Jf, . A' -K ' I -. u' 731 Y. N11 E 13.1 W-X'l1 3'Zi4f M'3il!frJ3L n1H32A.l-Mg THE NESSMUK E wish to acknowledge the untiring efforts of our critic and adviser, Miss Marion Fischler, and our Art teacher, Miss Florence Wheeler, both of whom rendered invaluable service. We also extend our appreciation to all others who contributed directly or otherwise in producing this book. EDITOR-IN-CHIEF ........... BUSINESS MANAGER ASSOCIATE EDITORS Lavina Nelson Louise Piercey Jane Bennett Donna Smith ART EDITOR Evelyn Erlenmeyer ASSISTANTS Oliver Smith Janice Campbell Herman Bauman Robert Callahan Katherine Simons Barbara Bennett Margaret Hatherill NESSMUK STAFF TYPISTS Flora Stratton Elsie Watkins Clara West Virginia Dochstader .............OLIVER SMITH ..............GUSSIE KLEIMAN ASSISTANT MANAGERS Mary Cocks Jack Hoare Jean Webster Katherine Simons Lewis Wilkinson SNAP SHOT EDITORS Harriet Hill Cora Bryant Lewis Wilkinson ATHLETIC EDITOR Arden Smith Robert Williams JUNIOR EDITOR Edward Bastian 1'ag,rc Fifty-seven -si W ,X THE TRI HI-Y HE Tri Hi-Y Club was first established in the Wellsboro High School in 1929. The objectives of the organization are to seek, to find, to share, the purpose is to create, maintain, and extend high standards of Christian character through- out the school and community, and we as a Tri Hi-Y club have tried to fulfill this purpose. At the beginning of the school year, 1934, the club membership was forty-six, and the number now has been raised to one hundred and one, this being by far the largest club enrollment in the county. The group represents the girls of the three upper classes only. The Tri Hi-Y has experienced a full year program. The following were the chief events: initiation of new members in September: the district rally held in Wellsboro, September twenty-fifthg the entertainment of the Boys' Hi-Y club at a picnic in the early fallg the management of the Red Cross and Christmas Seal drives, assistance rendered in filling and distributing' Christmas baskets, the holding' of the Mother and Daughter banquet, and the giving of the annual party in collaboration with the Boys' Hi-Y. The Bible Study course was conducted this year by two speakers, Mrs. T. A. Crichton and Rev. E. Becker Brownell, to both of whom the club wishes to express thanks for their splendid services. The club has grown each succeeding year and it is our earnest hope that it will continue in a prosperous future With unlimited success. OFFICERS PRESIDENT .............. ........................... ...... VICE-PRESIDENT ....... ........ J ANE BENNETT .JEAN MOORE CORA BRYANT ADVISER ....... ...... M ISS MARY M. MANEVAL J. L. S., '35 ...JANET SMITH SECRETARY ............. ....................... TREASURER ......... ....,.........,......... THE BOYS' HI-Y HE purpose of the Boys' Hi-Y is to create, maintain and extend high standards of Christian character throughout the school and community. At thc beginning' of the year a program committee was selected to submit plans which were to be followed as closely as possible during the year. Later applications were received for membership, which resulted in twenty-five new members being: voted into the club. After initiation we held a delicious banquet, followed by humorous remarks by Mr. Oberholtzcr. This increased membership allowed us to extend our services into many new fields. During the Hrst part of the fall the Boys' Club was entertained by the Tri Hi-Y at a picnic held at Darling' Run. Several boys accompanied Mr. l'eil'er to the Boys' Conference at Williamsport. Here the Wellsboro Club was hon- ored by having' one of its members, George Derbyshire, elected vice-president of this district. The Boys' and Girls' Clubs combined in sponsoring Christmas baskets, which were distributed by the boys. For several years this worthy service has been ear- ried on, and we hope that it may continue with the same success. The boys volun' teered their assistance in selling tickets to the Wellsboro-Westfield basketball game. This venture was a decided success, and we were pleased to be able to turn nearly forty-five dollars over to the Athletic Association. The Boys' Hi-Y participated in a Bible Study course in which approximately fifteen thousand boys were registered. We wish to thank Mr. Butler for the splendid work he contributed in conducting our Bible Study work. oFF1cERs 1'1u+:s1DENT ....,........ ............................. ....... D o NALD CHRISTENSEN v1cE-1-RESIDENT ,.... ......... R OBERT w1i.1,1AMs SECRETARIES ........ ,... . 9 JAMES MULFORD i EDWARD BASTIAN 'TREASURER ...... ....... D ONALD WEBSTER ADVISER ........... ....... M R. JOHN PEIFEH L. L. W., '35 i THE CAULDRON HE tirst edition of the Cauldron appeared on October 25, 1934. The paper had been created with the idea of submitting all cash receipts to the Nessmuk, a very worthy cause I am sure Mr. Smith will agree. QI was not paid for this state- ment.5 As numbers came out every two weeks they were eagerly purchased by the student body. The paper featured sports, club editorials and cartoons. Miss Fischler has been our worthy censor, and has proved herself one of the best. Honestly, she is worth more than, the million dollars a week that she feels she justly deserves. Let us imagine for a moment a typical scene a day before the Cauldron is to be published. We see James Mulford, one-half of the editorship, looking very impor- tant. Gussie tears into the room and a spirited argument starts as to the location of James' story. As soon as Gussie leaves, her honor, Miss Fischler, enters, a gleam in her eye. James! I found SIX misspelled words in your editorial. James re- plies meekly, 'tWell, I didn't write it! Miss Fischler replies, 0h!-You are one of the editors of this paper and if you can't look a word up in the- A bushy head nd a voice shouts, Oh, Miss Fish- Oliver Smith, I've seen enough of you for one day, I think you'd better get out of here. No more is heard from Olio. As Gussie rushes in again the censor is saying, Now to get back appears in the door way, a to--. Gussie interrupts, Correct this, please. James suddenly has-to-gs -to the typing room. Gussie yells! at him as he goes out the door, 'tBe sure and be up here at seven o'clock to-night--Don't let that door slam. SLAM! And so modern journalism crashes on with a bang! EDITORS-IN-CHIEF ...... .... . NAMES MULFORD l GUSSIE KLEIMAN fElsie Watkins ASSISTANT EDITORS ......... Jane Bennett Lewis Wilkinson TREASURER ..... ......... D onald Webster J. T. M., '35 N 1 1 Q 1 I 1 i K fl be 'Jr G, Q, 1 bg 'LI El.. 5 FE if :Q J .5 X L., t ,J . , N r:'f W 1, HI iff FW , 51 i Q Q5 S F ,A p w' M' w. ,. are 55, gs we '15 M F3 1 5 G7Wi?AU MTBC K Oh music! . . . That makes man sing And laughter in him ring Higher than the ecstasy of a starg That makes man feel His somber death notes peal Deep as the pounding surf on barren rocks, That lifts man's heart to love Beyond the petty trifles of this world, To the poetry of man's soul, to prayer divine, to heaven above. I would that I could see beyond this music of to-day, This screeching rhapsody of trains and honking cars, Screaming rivers and roaring dynamos, This whining rhapsody of violins and blaring saxaphones, Beating a cadence to the hum of millions, Drunken with laughter, in sorrow reeling. I would that I could only hear the music of the spheres! To realize my own brief part, so small and yet, so vast, In Life's universal symphony: Thd laughter of a brook in spring The sighing of the wind through swaying trees, The dainty patter of rain on fallen leavesg The pealing of an organ deep, The swish of sleet against my window pane, The endless drumming of beating rainy The splash of tinkling waterfalls, The roar of pounding surf on some lone sho1'e, The chatter of a thousand birds or moreg The soft white silence of falling snow, The starry sky's infinitude on nights in June, The exquisite fragrance of a Hower in bloom, The glory of a sunset, the glow of a lucid star . . . And I am in Life's symphony, And through its myriad notes there trips my strain, So incomplete without my thread To measure out its destiny. I feel Life's symphony Surging in great waves throughout my being, Throbbing there within my mind, From the beginning of time to the ends of eternity, I am the essence of God's eternal song! O. L. S., '35 Page Sixty-three THE GIRLS' GLEE CLUB HE Girls' Glee Club carried on the tradition begun in former years by con- tinuing to be the largest in the history of Wellsboro High School. It has come out on top this year because of the sincere enthusiasm the members have shown in attaining their goal. If you are in the school building either on Tuesday or Friday noon you may hear its many voices resounding from the Music room. On the twenty-second day of November, 1934, the girls, traveling through mud and rain, performed their first great task, which was singing before the Teachers' Institute. Two beautiful selections were sung, the first being, Les Sylphes, by G. Bachmang the other, I Would That My Love, by Mendelssohn. These two numbers brought out the wealth of tone in the sopranos, messo-sopranos, and altos. The Girls' Glee Club enjoyed a very successful year and owe much gratitude to their able director, Mrs. Katherine McClintock. L. M. J., '35 Page Sixty-four ,is THE BOYS' GLEE CLUB ESPITE the fact that the Glee Club provides one with an excellent excuse to leave class ten minutes early every Thursday and Friday noon, when the club was organized at the beginning: of the school term, there were less than the usual number of members, but genuine progress was made in spite of this handicap. The first few weeks were spent in harmonizing and part work, after which all time was spent on the more dif'Hcult numbers. Most of these selections, such as Southern Melodies, 'tThe Dutch Compancef' and t'Tallyho, were arranged especial- ly for boys' voices. From the combined group of the Boys' and Girls' Glee Clubs which practiced together on Friday, the entire east for the annual operetta was sc- lected. The musical climax of the year was the spring concert at which the girls and boys, after careful training, presented many southern melodies and a Concertized Grand Opera, Faust. R. B. W., '35 Page Sixty-live THE STORY HIS is a tale of a beautiful but disobedient daughter, a plain but title-loving daughter, a poor but patrician father, a rich but overbearing suitor, a hand- some but seafaring hero, and a band of picturesque but peace-loving i1.Si,ZlS5.l1S1 all mixed up with poisons and potions, harmlessly but effectively administered. The fatuous and purse-poor Doge of Venice wishes to placate his credltor, the elderly Duke di Bomba, by giving him in marriage his beautiful daughter, Fiorctta. Fioretta fiouts the Duke's attentions, much to the embarrassment of her father and the disgust of her mother, the haughty Paulina, and falls in love with Victor, the Duke's seafaring nephew, with whom she teasingly coquettes. Her plain sister, Lavinia, yearns to become the Duchess di Bomba, the Duke yearns to have Victor disposed of, the Doge yearns to have his debt to the Duke cancelled, all of which leads to various consultations with the Doge's family assassins, Orsino and O'Brien, concerning potent potions of one sort or another. During the banquet festivities, and with the timely assistance of Pico, the jester, these potions are so administered as to result in Lavinia's conquest of the Duke and the ensuing relief of the Doge's financial difficulties, leaving the coast clear for the complete happiness of Victor and his beautiful Flower of Venezia. Under the able supervision of Mrs. Kathryn McClintock and Mrs. Belle States Rodden, who directed the chorus dances, the operetta was perhaps the loveliest and most interesting yet produced by the high school. THE CAST The principals were as follows: Pietro Di Brozzi, the Doge of Venice, Robert Edwards, Paulina, his wife, Jane Bennett, Fioretta and Lavinia, their daughters, Evelyn Erlenmeyer and Lenora Johnson, Countess Clementina, Duenna, Gussie Klei- man, Duke Di Bomba, a rich noble, John Hoogendam, Victor Carrara, a. naval com- mander, Donald Webster, Otho, his first ofTicer, Arden Smith, Orsino, family Assassin to the Do'e, George Derbyshire, O'Brien, his apprentice, Robert Williams, Pico, the court jester, James Mulford, First Councillor, Raymond Brown, Officer of the Guard, Edward Mclnroy. They were backed by choruses in beautiful Venetian costumes. The ferocious assassins were: John Robbins, Donald Simmons, Owen Korb, Robert Sebbins, Elwyn Howell, Richard Wilcox. The bold and rollicking sailors were: Elwyn Jacobs, James Lindsay, Robert Kerrick, Allen Scranton, Robert Callahan, John Wilson, Neil Wilbur, Paul Smith, Robert Greenfield, Lewis VanGorder, Carl Carson, Ivan Luther. The fascinating dancers were: Mary Campbell, Anna Price Rees, June Brown, Marian Blackmer, Katherine Simons, Angie Dickinson, Jean Webster, Kathryn English, Margaret Moran, Ruth Geroulds, Frances Webster, Gwendolyn Clark. The winsome maids were: Marian Baldwin, Louise Piercey, Jean Moore, Harriet Hill, Katherine Campbell, Rachel Townsend, Margaret Hatherill, Janice Campbell, Grace Miller, Cleo Calhoun, Barbara Bennett, Bernice Brown. The gorgeous ladies of the court were: Cora Bryant, Rena Kilbourne, Eileen Statts, Louise Stradley, Elsie Watkins, Virginia Hatherill, Betty Moore, Lavina Nelson, Clara West, Katherine Smithgall, Mary Bailey, Anna K. Davis. The austere heralds of the court were John Benjamin and Farnham Shaw. L. M. J., '35 Page Sixty-six THE FLOWER OF VENEZIA An uperetta presented by the Music Department, directed by Mrs. Katherine McClintock. SYNOPSIS Ulf' SCENES Aet. 1. The Square in front of the llogek Palace, afternoon. Act 11. The Banquet Hull of the Palace, CVOUTIIQY. Time: About 1790. Page Sixty-seven l THE ORCHESTRA HE Wellsboro High School Orchestra, under the supervision of Mr. Charles Fischler, has been for many years one of our most active organizations, lt has shown much progress during this last year and on many occasions has furnished a most enjoyable program. It played this year for morning assemblies, for the Rotary Club dinner at the Penn-Wells, for the annual Operetta, for Parent-Teacher meetings, and the Spring' Concert. It worked, also, long and faithfully on the opera, Faust, which was presented with the Glee Clubs. The Orchestra practices twice a week during' the noon hour, and as a result, has acquitted itself with much credit. The following are members: Violins-Donald Rexford, William Dutcher, Robert Grosjeari, Edwin Monroe, Dorothy Christensen, Louise Lawrence, Theodore Patt. Clarinets-Lane Webster, Elwyn Jacobs, Doris Rupert. Trombones-Leon Weaver, Carl Holmquist. Trumpets-Benjamin Husted, Charles Price. Bass-Ira Crowe. Drums-+Donald Christensen. Piano-Evelyn Erlcnmeyer. E. V. E., '35 Page Sixty-eight THE BAND HE High School Band, under the direction of Mr. Fharles Fischler, ranks second in size in the organizations ot' the school, its number totaling around seventy members. lt' you have been on Nichols street at twelve o'elock on Monday, VVednesd:iy. or Friday, the disturbance you heard was none other than the Band at one ot' its rehearsals. Oh! Mel Since the practicing of a seventy-piece band three days a week was disheartening. it w- s li l- as 1 yu td into two sections, Section 1 practicing on Mondays, Section ll on Fridays, and the eombined group on Wednesdays. The Band has been taxed for time. buit they have made the best of what time they have had. They started the year by playing at the football game at Ralston. They ren- dered a most enjoyable program at one of the P. T. A. meetings. They entertained and were praised highly by the Scout-Master and Scouters Organization of General Sullivan Council. They played at every basketball game in the local gym, adding much to the enthusiasm ot' the basketball t'i'an. They led the annual Health ll21l'ilti0 which was staged on Main street by all the classes ot' the Wcllsboro schools. In pass- ing. we might say that this group won first prize in last year's parade. The climax ot' the year came, after much hard practice that worked on the patiencu oi' all con- cerned. at the annual Spring Uoncert, when the organization did its share to make this concert sponsored by the l'. T. A. a success. D. W. C., '35 Page Sixty-nine YOUNG MUSICAL AMERICA 'ihnaceb-Go puwtke your vwhn. You know some day you nught be a RubinoH'. That's a nice boy. Aw Heck!-I got work to do. Besides, I don't like to practice, sounds too tnrpanyV' Horace Plink Plunkl GET TO THAT! VIOLIN l Er-r-r- Yes,-I,-I-I'm going. QA fellow's a sissy if he plays one of these things. Babe Ruth didn't play one. Of course Rob Edwards plays a jcw's-harp, but that's not as bad as a fiddle. How I'd like to get out doorslj Yes, mother, I'l1 prac- dceiny fuH hounn Itakeiny predous hmtmnnent fsucasnU in hand and begnito draw the bow. The viohn presents a battered appearance, having seen its best days. Scarred and ravaged by time from being hurled heedlessly about QI am referring to the occasion when my brother hit me over the head with itli, the old thing barely manages to squeak. Everyone by this time has departed elsewhere and I am left alone as usual to my own resources. Up the scales, down the scales. One, two, three, one, two, threeg one, two,-fThere's a pretty good show on at the Arcadia. I'd better practice or mother won't let me go. I wish I could finish that murder mystery I was reading. I still think the innocent girl knows a lot more than she-J one, two, threeg one,- fl certainly do hate my brother. Why didn't he break my violin for good, while he was about it? I wonder when the next dance is going to be? This classical music is driving me crazyi. Mom-How long have I practiced? HlVhat?H HOW LONG HAVE I PRACTICEDT' 'Oh-about fifteen minutes! Ulsnk that enough?H HPJO!lV One,two,three SnapH uhdonr-Pve busted a suingln You didn't!! fln a shocked voicej. Well, I couldn't help it! You could too. I saw you break it on purpose. fMy brother always was a Usquealernl. Here's another one-now go on l I pracdce on. Bly father in desperadon has turned on the radio, hoping to drown out my music. Oh!-Guess he can't take it! I'll play louder. Down the street I hear Larry Woodin's Band playing Black Beauty March. Kate Smith continues to shriek over the radio--my brother is clamoring to listen to Buck Rogers, and sister wants something hot. Who invented the violin, anyway? I never want to hear one again, I refuse to continue, it's merely slavery. I battle on. My- arms acheg my eyes feel as though thcy'd pop outg my hair is dishevcled. I can't go ony-- I just won't- Only a half hour more, dear. Keep it up. It's just lovely. I struggle on. One, two three, one- Plf rl' QF LI wish that child would stop, he's driving me mad. My, how he treats that instrument, and it cost ten dollars, too. Why d0esn't he hit the right notes part of the tune? I canW:stand M rnuch longen Chdy a few rnore nnnutes and hedl be finished. God only knows how relieved I'll be. Oh! He's stopped. NO, he started again. Oh!--I-Ie's stoppedb. That's right, Horace. You may stop now. Haven't you finished? Noi-I've just begun! HORACEIHJNK.PLUNK,85 Page Seventy 'A' '--K 'I 1 4 4 w J' 6 6 v L , 51 Q ,, Q f .Q ji 94 Q Si ge 1? gg 42 '34 1? 3 LE 5 A2 53 if lfrlfI5'J1'!1f1aiL r.'41',N.w,Z xx' Jrx'aqf iT QI 5'wWKYJ3iF1iiW',' 'M 41- ' N, Q- -, y FN Q 'Y ' - .N N' 1 , , A X 1 , ' I. Y JWNJ'-,v-5', 'HT '.1ir3mHlWE1k!bYAK L lpfiii , C, DRAMATIC CLUB ARLY last fall the Dramatic Club started its yearly program with a marked increase in membership. It was under the leadership of Mr. Orrin Cocks, Jr., and, because of the absence of Miss Nye, the former director, Mr. Peifer kindly consented to fill the vacancy until her return. The result of this year's work has been one of overwhelming success. Each year much surprising ncw talent is brought to light. In the Christmas production, The Passing of the Third Floor Back, the ability of the players seemed to be out of the ordinary. Several times the public has been presented with short comedy performances. Columbine in Business, and Theories and Thumbs. The annual spring play, Hold Everything, was presented on April 26. The well-chosen cast displayed its aptitude with unusual skill. In the minds of those who witnessed this play, it remains one of the best ever given by the Dramatic Club. Some of the members have purchased club pins this year, which adds distinction to the club. At the beginning of the new year the club underwent some changes, with Mr. Peifer taking charge of The Junior Players of the Junior High School, who pre- sented several amusing productions, and Miss Nye and Mr. Cocks directing the Senior Dramatic Club. Because of the splendid enthusiasm which prevails, the standards of the club are bound to rise as the years go by. OFFICERS President .............................. Charles Edwards Vice-President ..... ...... J ean Webster Secretary ........... ........ 0 liver Smith Treasurer ........ ....... J anet Smith J. H. W., '35 Page Seventy-three COLUMBINE IN BUSINESS OLUMBINE in Business, a short one-act play, was presented to the assembly on Friday, December 14th. The scene took place in a small, dingy New York ofiice on a spring morning. The plot centered around the traditional characters of old Italy, Columbine, representing a carefree stenographer unknowingly in love with Harlequin, a S30 per week advertising clerk and office boy for lantaloon, the big manufacturer of Pantaloon's Pine Perfumed Soap, and Scapino, the traveling salesman, who portrays the part of the villain who tries to Win Columbine. - The chacraters were acted by the following: Columbine .......................... Katharine Simons Harlequin ........... William White Pantaloon ....... Owen Paul Korb Scapino ..... ....... W illiam Linkhorn K. F. S., '35 THE PASSING OF THE THIRD FLOOR BACK T was a beautiful story of a squalid city boarding house, the inmates of which were a quarreling, selfish group of the most ill-bred human beings. Into this hate-torn atmosphere one Christmas, enters a stranger with brown, tired eyes and shoulders bent with the cares of the world, but a heart so overliowing with love of humanity that he transforms the entire household into a veritable haven of happiness, in which each individual strives to better the others' welfare. It is merely a common story in a common setting, but it teaches a Yuletide lesson so universal, so touching, that when the curtain found the humble little workhouse servant suddenly trans- figured into a superbly beautiful woman of the most lofty character and ideals, the stranger entered. each heart in the audience as well as each heart on the stage. This was truly revealed by the quiet, thoughtful manner in which the public left the Auditorium. The members of the Dramatic Club who so skillfully presented the play were: Mrs. Stasia ............ ...... Sharpe ............................................. a cheat .............................,...... .Katharine Simons Gladys Quimby a hussy ........ ........ Gussie Kleiman a cat ....... . ...... . a bully ....,. ....... Miss Kite ......................... ....... Mrs. Major Tompkins ........ ....... a shrew ...... Mrs. DeHooley ................ ....... a snob ........ Collector ............... Major Tompkins ....... ........ Vivian Tompkins ...... ...... a slut ........ Joey Wright .............. ....... a satyr ....... Christopher Penny ...... ........ a coward ...... Jape Samuels ............ ....... a rogue ...... Harry Larkcom ........ ....... a cad ....... and A Passer By ....... .....Doris English ........Clara West Donald Webster Lewis Wilkinson Louise Piercey ......OliVer Smith Harold Tombs .....Robert Smith James Mulford .Robert Edwards G. E. K., '35 THEORIES AND THUMBS O show their ability along certain dramatic lines, six of the new Dramatic Club members presented during Assembly on January 11, a short one-act play, en- titled Theories and Thumbs, by Rachel Lyman Field. The performance took place in an Egyptian Department of a modern museum, where were kept the remains of sculptured images and ancient mummy forms. The following girls acted the parts: Annie Morrison ........... Mrs. Donovan ........ Miss Marshall ........ The Princess ....... .... Two Students ...... ...... Page Seventy-four .............Harriet Hill .......Jean Moore ...........Mary Cocks ............Clara West f Gladys Quimby 1 Anna Price Rees C. E. W., '35 i Q f i Wa , 5 3 gff 5 Q 'R ..,v xx l if 5 L i . iwmwfef if a iii 1 1 .- 0 :ii ltgiqxlfg- U Viim Je l 'iiiwiiw Eff H4 V, .-if , V L -3Z? V94 ' '-RW Q 5 - H s , O ., xi Q. ,Q M v so Q D as I f Q 'leak 5 ,Mfr W Y WL ' A V ' ' fmmi nfmf fiiw MW D41 ' ale b f WV' w Zh ., .W ,.,..- Wo- HOLD EVERYTHING 'SHE annual spring contribution of the Dramatic Club was presented on Friday evening, April 26. It was immediately proclaimed one of the most successful presentations of our organization. The play itself was a delightful, ultra-modern comedy of life as we live it to-day. Two young moderns, whom the fates have decreed must marry, decide to dislike each other, even though they have never met. They stop over at the same tourist home in their endeavor to run away from each other. Under fictitious names, they fall in love, and then the theme grows exciting. Just when things begin to go smoothly they become embroiled with bank robbers who take themselves seriously, much to the amusement of all concerned. Then the father of the girl appears, not knowing it was his bank which had been robbed. The robbers plan to trade cars with a group of aspiring young movie actresses who are on their way to stardom. Suddenly everyone is in hot water, since ag colored servant finds herself in possession of the stolen money. It rapidly changes hands, and the complications are settled with the young couple living happily ever after. The play included the following cast: Caroline Caruthers, a hotel proprietress ..... Niobe, a colored servant ......,..................... Christopher Morgan, a banker ....... Connie Morgan, his daughter ......................... ..... Bee Williams, Connie's friend ....................... Courtney Barret, Jr., Connie's pet aversion ....... Mrs. Julia Gibbs, an ambitious mother ........... ...... Lottie Gibbs Wanda Gibbs her daughters ........ Daisy Gibbs j Steve Q Andy 4 Tim Macawley, a detective ....... ., crooks en route ........ The Milkman ...................... Page Seventy-six .............Mary Cocks ............Lona Banker ..George Derbyshire .Evelyn Erlenmeyer .....,..........Janet Smith ......Robert Edwards ...........Jane Bennett Q Gussie Kleiman ' Louise Piercey l Kathaiine Simons l Donald Webster ' Owen Korb ......Lewis Wilkinson ........James Mulford L. M. P., '35 1-........ 5 F 5. 'I 22: ,. 2 Q 2 531 iv fe rf E -a 11 ,Fw E 3 ae 55 1. .., 9 fi W u R01-R71v.,,.,' ' L J' 1 fx 3 'I1,'Q1i'l 'PT' 1 YL' - I 'Lv 1' V .- V v 4 N- X ' ' . 5 JJ xv., 3' -- P'+nSiEm'S'Ti'lE5IHiihVldAlL ' ' ATHLETICS INCE earliest recorded time, athletics has been an important factor in the ad- vancement and maintenance of civilization. The Spartans, Greeks and Romans held physical fitness above all other qualities, and, as a result pushed then civil- ized boundaries ever outward. Our first recordings of athletics were by the Greeks. Perhaps foremost of run- ners was Phidipidees, who, you will remember, carried the glad tidings of victory and then died as a result of his effort. The Greeks were the initiators of the famous Olympic Games, originally held every five years. The victors of the various events -running, wrestling, boxing, and so forth-were rewarded with a crown of olivn: branches. Here, during this time, enthusiasm for sports was high, but the Olympics were banished for fifteen hundred years to appear again in the year 1896. But with the easier fuliilling of our material needs, brought about by the ma- chine age, wo turn again toward athletics, devising new games and sports. Golf is perhaps the oldest of these modern ones-originated by the Scotch. Football, tennis, basketball, and baseball, are modern developments adopted to the more rapid tempo of to-day's living and providing the exercise and mental stimulation necessary to keep us, as a race, young. Donald Webster, President of Athletic Association ASKETBALL, as it is played to-day, is the result of a long period of develop- ment and progression. The game originated at Springfield College in the year 1891. To-day iii is played in practically every high school and college in this country and has spread to foreign countries. To be permitted to play basketball, a player need not necessarily be rugged and powerful but should be physically fit. There are several physical and mental quali- fications that every player should have: speed, endurance, agility, good lungs, mus- cular coordination, ability to think rapidly, a sense of cooperation and team play and, finally, enthusiasm enough to warrant good sportsmanship and fair play, and willingness to throw himself heart and soul into the sport. We, of the Wellsboro Junior-Senior High School, may feel exceptionally proud of our players, both the varsity and junior varsity teams, inasmuch as they possess the qualities mentioned above. We eagerly look forward to next yean with a con- fident feeling that the same spirit will prevail then. Coach, John L. Deibert HE game of baseball was originated in 1829, by Abner Doubleday, at Coopers- town, N. Y. The first regular team was the Knickerbockers of New York, organized in 1845. The Cincinnati Red Stockings were the first professional team, they conducted a tour around the country, winning every game! Colleges gradually began playing baseball. The first intercollegiate game was played at Pittsfield, Mass., between Amherst and Williams, on July 1, 1859, Amherst winning by the score of 66-32, which meant the teams were weak defensively and strong offensively. In the present day game we seldom see the scores go very high, meaning that advancement has been made in the defense. The pitchers offer a greater assortment of balls, which makes hitting very difficult. Baseball is a game that can be played for a good many years after graduation from high school, and a great deal of pleasure is derived from it. It can be played for pleasure and, if a boy becomes good enough, he can play for profit. A large number of our big league ball players were taken from the sandlots. Wellsboro High School started baseball last year and played a fairly successful season, playing teams from the two leagues in the county. This year we are trying to enter a league in which some of our basketball rivals play. The league at present is composed of Mansfield, Charleston, Blossburg, Covington, Liberty, Tioga, and Lawrenceville. Coach, Robert F. Davidson ECAU-SE of the fact that Wellsboro High School desires to expand its spring sport program to four different sports, it has been thought best to specialize in some of these sports rather than generalize with large squads. Consequently the large track squads which have made Wellsboro's name famous in P. I. A. A. track history will be a thing of the past. The track coaches intend to develop and train the outstanding candidates this year and have them compete in terms of individuals in sectional, district and state meets rather than in the customary dual meet. Capt. Webster, Williams, and Hilboldt, are lettermen who hope to carry the Orange and Black to another outstanding year on the cinders. Coach, John S. Peifer Page Seventy-nine SOCCER ECAUSE there were no plans made for Soccer until after it was decided that football should be abandoned, we played only one team from outside of Wells- boro. That was our first game and was played against the Mansfield State Teachers College Freshmen. In the last minute of the second period Mansfield scored a point, and in the last half they scored three more. The second game was played against the Wellsboro High School faculty. For four periods the ball went up and down the field, but the goalies and fullbacks could not be passed. Then early in the fifth period a long kick sent the ball past the goalie and the faculty was beaten. W. H. S., lg W. H. S. faculty, 0. Interelass soccer brought about two hundred boys to the field to represent their respective classes, and for two weeks elimination contests were held daily. At last the Juniors were on top with the soccer title. Next season will see many good soccer players in the field, so many in fact that competition for varsity positions will be keen, and there should be four men for enemy positions if fatigue or injury should cause a team-mate to be removed from the game. L. L. W., '35 OLF and tennis were organized as minor sports during September, 1934. A tournament in each sport was conducted in order to select the school cham- pions. Because of a late start the tennis tournament was never completed. The golf champion is Robert Grosjean. Plans for the spring include a tournament in tennisg golf and tennis matches with Mansfield, the sending of our golf and tennis champions to the state title meet at State College. The golf team consists of Robert rosjean z p Robert Kerrick, Waldo Smith. Leading tennis players a G ' QC1 t.l, Donald Rexford, John Smith, re Donald Christensen, and Donald Simmons, Robert Edwards, James Mulford, and Elwyn Jacobs. Coach, Clarence Oberholtzei Page Eighty BASKETBALL llli basketball season was started early with about twenty-five men reporting for first practice. The squad was soon cut, leaving fifteen eager young men from which to build a pennant winning team. Practices started with simply passing the ball and grew to rather complicated plays. Th1'ee pre-season games were played which we won with a ratio of about two to one in points. Un winning the first two league games the boys became over confident and lost tlic next two games, but came back with a victory over Westfield, a feat which had not been done for many years. At this game the boys really fought and showed courage. flaleton. the league leaders, wero played out of a no-loss season by the Wells- boro tive. Wilcox proved his worth by being high scorer for the team, and the posi- tions ot' the first team were held down by Fapt. Wilcox, Kerrick, Williams, Scranton, llastian, and lidwards. The subs were in want of more comfortable and easier benches to warm. but their argument was dropped when they recalled that they had chewed gum at every game. Not only did Mr. Deibert spend money for gum, but he spent most ot' the energy that was exerted in trying to pull the team around. flood luck next year, Coach, and may Lady Luck bring you many winnings. Wellsbero Opponents Tioga ...... 21 16 Tioga .... 34 14 Liberty ..... .... 4 O 14 Blossburg .... 29 17 Mansfield .... ..., 2 1 16 Covington .. .... 17 21 Galeton ..... .... I T 32 Westfield ..,. .... 2 6 16 VVest.field .... ,... 1 T 20 tlaleton .... 31 24 Liberty ..... .... 2 T 18 HlUSSlT1ll L1' ,... .... 1 1 15 Voyington 34 17 Mansfield ..... 16 36 lilkland ..... .... 2 T 11 limporium ...... 20 29 388 306 A. D. S., '35 Page Eighty-one BASEBALL HIS spring marks the second anniversary of the revival of baseball in Wellsboro High School. As yet there have been no games played, but about forty fellows reported for practiceg so it looks as if We should have a good team this year, with all of that group to choose a varsity from. The candidates are out to practice every night, and are doing their best to make a place for themselves on the first team. With so much competition, there is no place in the line-up for shirkers. Athletic directors are now endeavoring to get Wellsboro into the baseball league. If this is accomplished the prospects for a good season, filled with spectacular base- ball, are bright. However, if the efforts of the directors come to naught, the Wells- boro team will have to play games as they did last season-schedule thcm as they are played. L. L. W., '35 l I I Page Eighty-two .-F Q u' Q-L, Ill lll ,lll lllll Illlll lllll lllll! Ill VTHIS PAGE IS DEDICATED TO THE MEMORY OF MARTIN GLEASON He Gave What He Had to the Youth of Wellsboro Page Eighty-five CLASS HISTORY E may have been little drops of water when we first began to form the mighty river that we are to-day-little drops that found their way into the earth and established a place there. We remember little of those early years when we learned to walk, talk and become general nuisances! By the time we had reached the age of six, we had become a visible streamlet of red-cheeked, sparkling-eyed lively first-graders. Miss Lappla and Miss Balfour directed our course and guided us through the intricate mazes of Readin ' Ritin , and RithmetIc. Our patient teachers must have grown as weary over the buttoning of leggings, coats, and gaiters, as our mothers over the pulling up of stockings over lumpy long- drawers. Ah, the beautiful pearly teeth we lost! Remember the time Louise Piercey was entertaining the class with the interesting motion of a wiggling tooth? Having created much mirth and distraction, Miss Piercey was called to the front of the room, where the object of the disturbance was rudely removed from the outraged mouth, as protesting howls rent the air. We now marched haughtily into the second grade, looking scornfully upon the lower classmenf' But second grade had its drawbacks-those long gruelling hours spent diligently studying from the renowned number-books. How we used to do problems standing in a struggling line around the room! In second grade our be- loved friend, Hoss Williams, first made his appearance. Being such brilliant scholars gave us the honor of participating in the Spelling Bees in which we strove valiantly but in vain against even the fourth graders. The streamlet had now grown into a babbling brook. Babbling is right ,for if we hadn't found our tongues before, we discovered their advantages and disadvan- tages as we entered third grade. We were even introduced into the mysteries of Long Division, that bane of older and wiser students. That year the natives of Wellsboro had the surprising experience of watching vegetables march down the street, for that was the year of the first Health Parade. Our brooket having increased in size and importance fat least to itselfl, we passed on into fourth grade. Here we met our first Normal teachers, who endeared themselves to our hearts. Having begun Long Division in third grade, we had to prolong its intricacies under the guidance of other instructors. In fourth grade as well as in many others, we enjoyed skipping classes to go to Milk Class. It was quite fun being underweight-it taught us proficiency in slight-of-hand to secure extra crackers. About this time the boys developed a marked tendency to seize the seats in the back of the room- sneaks! -while the fairer sex developed like aspira- tions for the front seats- sissies. Fifth grade!-And with it The Wreck of the Hesperusf' After many tribula- tions, tears shed and nights devoid of ease the epic was satisfactorily memorized. Here began the first concentration on the Palmer Method Drills. iEvery Senior teacher knows that it never did a bit of good.J If Miss Butler's class escaped with- out knowing Arithmetic, it was doing wonders. And the stunts Harriet Hill pulled! Remember when Hatsy took Toxin-Anti-Toxin with the rest of the quaking students? She's still up to her old tricks! That year in the annual Health Parade we staged a 'Swat the Fly exhibit and carried off the honors. Remember the Hallowe'ens when everyone came to school and marched through all the rooms showing off his costume -the girls proud as peacocks, the boys bored to a crisp? At last sixth grade! Here we were entitled to use that breezy exit-the fire escape. It was in sixth grade that our friend, Lewis Wilkinson, entered the class, a mighty splash in the expanding brook! Meanwhile we had been growing and learning and beginning to become young ladies and gentlemen, CID, and the brook had become a creek that wound its way inquisitively through the novelties of Junior High School. We experienced the unique program of changing classes, a pleasant experience to be able to change one's environment with one's subjects. Can't you still hear Miss Blatchley reading The Highway-man? How we were thrilled as the highwayman came riding-riding- riding-up to the old Inn door! Can't you remember the atrocious sentences we were made to diagram under the supervision of Miss Stevens, the difficulties we had trying to learn lie-lay-lain ? Under the guidance of Miss Snyder we even learned why the winds blew where they did. Who doesn't recall the time when the Page Eighty-six CLASS HISTORY manly Butch Wilkinson planted a beauteous black eye on the visage of Donald Webster? As the creek became too large for the seventh grade bed, we became eighth graders. Remember those days when we played Keep-away on the school grounds before bells? Many were the despairing mothers who wearily mended and washed the battle uniforms and wondered why they had to have tomboys instead of little girls. Our football heroes got their start when they scrimmaged on Park hill under the fervid direction of Mr. Tarr. Bruised and battered, they would return to school early each morning to win the awe and worship of the weaker sex. For the last time we enjoyed the usual Christmas parties and spring picnics where the perennial base- ball game was fought between the boys and the girls. Remember when we sang the Lindy Cantata for the high school, and all the girls went into raptures over Robert Williams' solo? Having survived the County Exams, we said good-bye to the last vestiges of Childhood and set our faces toward realms of un-won glory . . . The creek, its confining course outgrown, flowed speedily into a river, a river that climbed up creaking stairs and sat in chilly study halls and quaked in fear when the wind blew around a certain red brick schoolhouse. How we used to sigh with envy as we heard the sounds of Chapel exercises from the upper region! Some time in that May the ice cream disappeared inexplicably the night of the Junior Prom. Who werq the villains? The great game of Tarzan was at its height during the Freshman year, and numerous young he-men found exhileration in hallooing at the top of their lungs. f Don Webster!J Our river increased greatly in' size and im- portance this memorable year, for vast numbers of our friends from the neighboring districts came to increase in wisdom and stature and favor with God and man within the precincts of Wellsboro High School. Sophomores, we marched proudly and happily into the beautiful new High School on Nichols street. We had the privilege of joining various Senior organiza- tions: Hi-Y, Dramatics, Glee Club, Athletic Association, etc. As we went about our work in spacious, well-ordered quarters we strove to do justice to our advantages. That spring many of ous warbled and danced in the annual operetta, Lantern Land, and a few had the honor of attending the Proms of the upper classmen. Remember the frogs we dissected, the propositions we expounded, the shorthand and typing ordeals we survived, and the campaigns of Caesar we battled through? But we overcame the obstacles and happily emerged with the awesome prospect of becoming Juniors the following September. Juniors we were, and that with a capital J. We learned what real work sig- nified under the inspiring direction of Miss Maneval. Physics -that word spelled so many blind gropings through deep mazes of science. French !- Parlez-vous Francais? Non, nous ne parlions pas bien. Many were the torrid discussions which took place in room 214, and Pete and Hats became famous martyrs. Phe years 1933-34 marked our entrance into the field of Music and Dramatics as we capered behind the footlights. And the Prom-we felt quite uppish when wel could run our own dances so successfully. But we attended Commencement, and with sinking hearts realized that the Senior mantle of leadership and responsibility must now fall on us. Seniors--we accepted those responsibilities with happy hearts and eager deter- mination. As the days marched past, the Nessmuk called forth our wit and ef- ficiency. The need for funds and an over-supply of energy prompted us to embark upon an original enterprise. The Cauldron, a bi-weekly publication, made its appearance-the first Wellsboro High School newspaper. It proved an outlet for current activities, for budding literary genius, and for good humored jokes. Seniors-We have grown into a deep and surging river, bearing toward the un- changing, ever-changing sea, the wider life we are about to enter. Broad, high banks of home and school have sheltered us as we grew in grace. Now as we reach the ocean, that protection is withdrawn. We are on our own! Let us be allowed a little time for thanking all those who have had so impressionable a part in our growth and development, and let us be permitted a brief moment for one backward glance across the years that have been, before we face outward to the years that are to be. JANE S. BENNETT, '35, Class Historian Page Eighty-seven CLASS PROPHECY MASTER mind bent over a simple test tube. The day was yesterday, yet not yesterday, but ten years in the future of now. Ah, alas, how am I to explain? Our class president, with eager hands and searching mind, grasped enthusi- astically the tube before him. In the glass lay three elements he had not mixed before. Would these bring the desired results of the formula? The ingredients began to bubble, to boil, and then to fill the room with evil-smelling vapor. From vapor to smoke, from dimness to darkness, a fiash of sudden explosion and then deep, unbroken, throbbing silence . . . Don moaned, turned over, stretched as if awakening from a heavy sleep. At once his mind became acutely alive. Sleep left his body as a cloud of steam quickly disperses into the air, for his hand, while he was turning, had fallen, not stopping at the level of the Hoor, and his foot touched a sharp edge of something! He did not move, he dared not. But his eyes slowly opened and he stared forward into silvery mist. His head was turned away from that-crag, that-abyss, or that-precipice, perhaps. He gazed into the foggy atmosphere seemingly hours, motionless, until his eyes became accustomed to the light. There, lying before him--under him-but not beyond him, stretched a great fioor of flat and glassy rock. Terror filled his heart. Where was he? In despera- tion he lifted his head to peer beyond him. A low' sigh from the depth of his soul was all that he uttered while his nervously wearied body fell back into its first posi- tion. At his side was only a deep fissure in the great expanse of rock. He lay there for a short time, forcing his breath to come again in even and natural measure, searching his mind for his whereabouts and the reasons for his being there. He remembered the explosion and darkness, the formula on which he was working, the elements he had mixed and the chemistry requirement. Another dis- aster caused by one of those assignments! But here he was. How could he have gotten here? Where was it? How was he to get back? The 'fellas' must know where I am! he thought. Hoare and Williams and Ard were coming back for me at five o'clock. As he thought this the ether before him seemed to glow afar off as if by a very bright star. With a low hissing sound, the misty light grew closer until it stopped a few yards before him. The light became more brilliant, the hissing ceased. So clear andi lustrous was the illumination that instinctively he shut his eyes from the glare. Upon reopening them he was amazed to see a great frame of light hanging above him in the air. He fixed his eyes upon it, for, in the center, a darld patch had ap- peared, glowing in intensity and proportion until it filled the frame. As it grew, a deck of a schooner became clearly visible. Two figures appeared, with their backs toward Don, who seemed to be not too vigorously swabbing the deck. A third figure, a thin, bow-legged individual, a man of about twenty-seven years of age, strutted forward. In his hand he held the unmistakable pamphlet of the age- enduring Atlas Course, inducing unpopular youths to venture the first steps to obtain that Muscular Herculean strength in ten easy lessons. As he continued his walk, reading aloud, he was rudely interrupted by the swa4bs whose bulging muscles he was seriously envious of. They wheeled about facing the reader. Don gasped and immediately recognized the unforgettable countenance of Hess Williams and his companion. Who was it? None other than that great student, Jack Hoare. The Atlas course-the other sailor-did they go together? Was that truly Arden Smith? Why are they so old? Where are THEY? He searched his bewildered mind and discovered little aid. He had pondered over a state of fourth dimension where souls have contact with each other merely by thought. Could he be there with power over the future? The figures in the picture continued talking. Don strained his ears to catch their words. What were they saying? The owners of the schooner-did they men- tion the names of Robert Withrow and John Wheeler? Glory be to Zeus! Did they say that they were on their vacations while engaged in deep, pensive study of philosophical beliefs! Trust them! While seeing them Don wondered what Harriet Hill was doing. They had Page Eighty-eight spoken of her. That would be interesting! Hardly finishing the thought, he per- ceived the frame to be swallowed again in the silvery mist. He feared for a moment the thought of being left again on this lonely rock state to die without food or pro- visions, but the hissing that had arrested his thoughts a short time ago returned. Then the glow, the brilliance, the frame-and, last of all-a new scene appeared. Well! And there Harriet stood before him. But where was she? Smiling, she moved to one side of the picture and entered a low doorway. Above the door in large letters was the sign, Penthesilia Fort of the Amazons. Hill among the Amazons? Why? But he was to see, for, as she entered, the scene followed her. She walked briskly up to a thatch roofed hut. There she stopped and turned toward Don, smiling. The same smile, the same Harriet. But look! From the corner of the picture three people approached her, one laden with a typewriter and countless papers, another carrying flowery garlands thrown over her graceful shoulders. Don listened with interest to the conversation which ensued and soon had the full tale of Hill's being there-subduing and civilizing the Amazons, a task worthy of the class vice-president! Those other people, who were they? Don smiled as he was again conscious of the faces of his classmates. Katherine Simons teaching' the natives the Carioca! The typewriter, the papers-Piercey always did want to be a newspaper reporter. Writing for the Times was not a bad job! There was Lavina Nelson broiling a juicy steak over a great fire--Behold! Out of the heath pops the head of a man, Mr. Deibert! And Ruth Smith with a curling iron, taking the kinks out of the Amazon's hair. She had become the natives' hair dresser. And what was that they were saying now, laughing together over? Raymond Thomas, was he down there too, stirring up a revolution among the hen-pecked husbands to gain the upper hand in their civilization as in others? And while chuckling together over politician Thomas' success, in the distance Don heard a faint rhythmical sound. At first he thought that he heard it issuing from the deep silvery gray about him, but, at the same time as the thought penetrated his mind, he perceived the people in the frame standing silently attentive. Then they were listening too! Harriet turned again toward her friends. She heard it and was telling them that Vincent Calhoun, the head tom-tom drummer of the tribe, was signalling the curfew for the night! Hill then HAD succeeded in civilizing them! Don smiled to himself, rolled over upon his side and sat up. He wondered what would become of Olio or what had become of him. He remembered the argu- ments, the discussions that Olio had caused and how he had worked hard for the Nessmuk! As before, but so much more quickly, the scene faded and returned. A great building, beautifully and artistically constructed, had filled the frame. It was night, and in glaring red lights on the roof stood out an electric sign, The White Lily Summer Resort, and in great letters- by Oliver Smith -. He always did say he would have his name in lights where the public could behold it. The picture changed slightly as if some one were going through a great door- way and entering the building. From there the scene followed a long hallway beautifully fashioned, with marble fioors and tapestries. The scene stopped before a young lady of about twenty-seven years of age, a very attractive girl, slight and short. She was' standing at the doorway of a large dining hall, seemingly studying the general appearance of the room. She must have been the interior decorator of the building. Don scanned her face carefully. Could that be Mary Priset? It was! But the scene moved on, passed the young lady and entered a dimly lighted room in which hundreds of people were crowded, being entertained by some great opera singers staying at the resort for their vacation. Two were on the stage when the scene had been attracted to the room. They were holding the audience spell- bound with their marvelous voices. One was a soprano voice while the other was a sweet contralto. The qualities Don. immediately felt he knew, and the girls, for so they were, he soon recognized. They were bound to make something out of their voices. It was Eileen Statts and Noddy Johnson. Don searched the picture as it twisted in and out among the people for those that he might know. The picture paused before one group of people whom he realized at once to be Lona Banker and her three off-springs. They were cute little chil- dren, two girls, the youngest one, with golden curls, and the oldest, a boy of about nine years with brilliant red hair and very evident freckles. A nurse sat beside him trying to quiet him by telling him the popular story of Little Black Sambo, at Page Eighty-nine which he appeared very indignant. The nurse without a doubt was Marian Benja- min. Don smiled as he saw it. Fine job, Marian! he muttered. The scene passed many rows of people until it rested upon two sitting on the outside nearest the aisle. They were talking together. Their faces were not fa- miliar to Don, but he listened eagerly to all they said. The two whispered for a long while. Don laughed outright, for he had learned that the life guard, Floyd Phippen, had been at the point of drowning that very afternoon while trying to save the great coal king, John Andrascik. The spectators on the shore thought both were to be lost in the swirling undertow, until the great American tennis champion, Janet Smith, dived into the tidal waves, relieving them just in time. While wrestling with John, Janet's foot struck against something about five feet below the surface. The shore! They had been drowning in five feet of water! Don wondered how Floyd had learned to swim,-probably through a correspondence course. Janet always had been a wow at swimming. So she was the great tennis champion of the future, eh? The two spoke also of the rich Mrs. Luther and her handsome husband who had gotten his start in a small town in northerng Pennsylvania and had worked up into great fortune through the manufacturing of automobiles. None other than Viola Hollenbeck gliding about the new summer resort in style-and money. Don laughed to himself. There was no time to be engrossed in one's misfor- tunes when one had all this to entertain him! It would be pretty hard to just sit-- but why think of all that? He wondered if school were in session even now and if Robert Coolidge were quarreling again with Miss Fischler about noun clauses, gerunds, adjectives, and participles. That fella, Don thought, will get some- where, he has the fight! A snap-quiet undisturbed silvery gray, a buzz--the glowing frame and a pic- ture took its place again in the atmosphere before him. A teachers' meeting, he knew it to be one. Why? Even Don could not answer that except it had that mysterious air that usually hangs about our own faculty when a group get together. A young man paced to and fro before a table of teachers. In his hand he held the list of students whose names appeared on the honor roll from which he was reading. He interrupted himself to turn to address the absorbed teachers. This cannot continue l he roared, shaking the paper before the astonished listeners' faces. Why should there so so many honor students? Why do you all mark them so easily? A Don laughed to himself. That was funny! Robert Coolidge the principal of a school! If he had not asked a question, the cue would not have comeg Donl would not have recognized him. With his stiff winged collar and black frock coat and gray trousers he looked like a pall-bearer at a funeral! Before him sat a crowd of teachers. Who were they- That first one with a Ustenographer-air, certainly, it was Bernice Brown, Professor Coolidge's oiTice-sec- retary! Don remembered how well she had done in her commercial course. He re- membered, too, that she was headed for a job like that-and success! There was also Janice Campbell with her nurse's uniform, carrying under her arm a great bottle of pills with which the principal gorged himself off and on to relieve those common fainting spells. She was the school nurse. Beside her sat the chemistry teacher with big horn rimmed glasses perched on the end of her nose, almost hiding the un- mistakable countenance of Betty Walker. Q Across from her sat a slight, dark-haired girl seemingly new to the school, for she twitched nervously in her seat when the piercing eyes of the principal rested upon her. Miss Dochstader, he bellowed, you gave too many A's this time! To be sure, it was Virginia teaching High School English. She ought to make a good teacher,'l Don thought. Near her sat two others whom Don had no hesitation in placing. Edith Weller evidently teaching the high school pupils their usual Je ne sais pas and Ufermez la bouche amidst the frequent giggles of beginners. Don wished her luck. And there was Elinor Neal! She looked just the same. She had just recently been em- ployed in the new school, Don learned, as the girls' new Physical Ed. teacher. Don wondered how the students liked their faculty and thankfully blessed his lucky stars that he should never be taught under their guidance. He wondered if Page Ninety they missed him down there on the earth, if they thought he was dead? I wonder if I'll ever be able to get back, he pondered to himself. A whizzing sound penetrated the atmosphere above him. The last picture had disappeared, a new one took its place. That picture that fiashed before Don was distinctly the cabin of a great airplane. A young lady seemingly making everyone comfortable at once, made her way about patting people on the back, smiling cheerfully at them or conversing with them. The airplane hostess, to be sure. And none other than Margaret Palmer-the same unchanged Margaret. What was she saying to that handsome and, oh, so dignified gentleman sitting in the front of the plane? Was she really addressing him as Judge Brown? Don listened more carefully. That was a howl! She was asking him to give her the specific details and particulars on the Cocks vs. Bryant case, in which Cocks had been acquitted of selling patent medicines and the like, on street corners without a license. It seems she sold Cora some pure theatrical rouge which poisoned her dear classmate's visage. Don wished he might know more about it but as the voice continued, it referred Margaret to Cocks' eminent lawyer who was also on the trip with him. In directing Margaret he turned directly toward Don. An odd smile clung to his eyes, one that Don had surely seen but once before-Raymond Brown-a judge! As the scene advanced slowly toward the far end of the cabin, Don's eyes rested upon the familiar countenance of the eternal Gus. She was eagerly engaged Was usual, Don thoughtl in a rapid conversation. It was not long until he learned she had just been married to the great multi-millionaire, Mr. James F. Fannerbelt, and had become the well known generous philanthrophist-with her husband's money. Her not too attentive companion Don immediately recognized as Margaret Moran, acting in the capacity of nurse to all the sick on the plane. But the picture progressed until, at last, it reached its destination at: the back of the plane's passenger cabin. Who should then capture Don's eyes but an attrac- tive, well dressed Irish maiden. Judge Brown had said that Margaret would find Mary's lawyer there. Donna Smithg could she be the lawyer? A lawyer! She seemed to be very vociferously bestowing her liberal congratulations on the future wife of Donald Simmons of the Wellsboro Steam Laundry, who is noted for his well intended occupation of relieving the wearied housewife of her burdensome labors. Congratulations, Lillian Williammee. The buzzing sound that attracted Don's attention before filled the air again as the frame vanished and returned. Then silence again fell upon him. The picture was one of the inside of a church, beautiful in its simplicity. The pews were packed with people of all sorts, weeping, daubing their red eyes with wet handkerchiefs, sniffing, or talking together in subdued tones. To these latter people Don listened attentively. The great leader of the Capitalist party, the prominent and popular gentleman, Mr. Ellsworth. Spencer, had just married. A minister took his place at the pulpit with much ceremony. He himself looked almost in tears, but with a great deal of self-control addressed the people. Morton Clark! Don shouted, Well, I'll be darned! And to be sure it was-Morton! A sob greeted his first words, for there in the front row sat a young lady weeping beyond the usual conventional pint of tears shed at weddings. Jean Webster, to be sure! Someone behind her whispered she was the Music teacher of Wellsboro, teach- ing the children the appreciation of good music. But the worst part of all is that they never heard fine music! What was this world coming to in ten years? Beside her sat the county hygienist, Georgia Stradley, sobbing' over the fate of her former classmate. On her left was seated her sister, Louise, who Don heard was the governess to the children of Mayor Richard Wilcox and his beautiful, society wife. And there on Georgia's right was a very attractive looking girl, calmly listen- ing to Rev. Clark's words. Don stared at her, trying to place her, until, all of a sud- den he knew-Nina West! And what a surprising bit of news to find that she was a Congresswoman from Pennsylvania who had been trying to introduce a bill into the House of Representatives to limit the number of working hours of the wife in the home to two daily, in order that she might have ample time to develop her per- sonality to the fullest extent! Don wondered to himself if in only a ten year space oftime women would take Page Ninety-one such a decided step in politics, as apparently had happened. He puzzled over what type of government there would be in ten years and wished that in some way he might know. H No sooner had he finished than the huge frame took on still another picture. But what was it this time? The scene was in a beautiful hotel lobby where little groups of people were conversing together. In one corner sat six young women gathered around a table seemingly discussing one common topic. Don listened to the conversation intently but at the same time glanced interestedly at the small circle. , Six theres were, and he recognized them all immediately. There were Flora Stratton, and Clara West and Rachel Townsend, Inez Smith and Elsie Watkins. He had learned what they were doing. Were they in Washington? Were they called by the newly-made! Dic- tator to take over the reins of the lately formed government after the miserable fiasco of the man-controlled government! Wow! What a blow! Don hoped if he ever did get back that he would die before coming under such a regime. As an experiment it was fearful, he thought. Were women to rule the whole world? The frame faded once again into the silvery atmosphere and reappeared soon, bearing a new picture. Again it was a group gathered in an hotel but in a Russian city, for people passed in and out,wearing the well known Soviet uniform. The group were oblivious to all, for they sat together, feet perched lazily upon the arms of chairs or upon tables. Don's question was answered. Women were not to rule the whole world! Hope lay in Russia. These six men were so engrossed in their leisure time that Don had no difficulty at all in placing them in his memory. There were Jim Mulford and Butch Wilkin- son, John Robbins and Don Christensen, Francis Crooks and Robert Scudder. And he was soon to learn why they were there. After the head of the Soviet Government changed his Ten Year Plan to the Twenty Year Plan, he asked the Dictator of the United States to send to Petrograd six young men to aid him in placing Russia again in the path of the advancing world. To be sure, hope lay in Russia- Butch was there. It was sure to succeed. Don wondered what Evelyn would be doing in ten years. It was interesting to wonder such things and then see them answered before one's very eyes! And as be- fore a new picture replaced the old one. There before him sat Evelyn, she had not changed. Almost life-like, she was seated before an easel painting. From under her brush came the waves of the ocean, the wide expanse of the heavens, the loveliness of the out-of-doors as no other artist has ever reproduced. She must have, at that time, achieved universal praise. praise. And, as the others, that picture, too, fades, and another replaces it. It is a picture of two nurses bent over a young girl lying in a hospital bed, Don knew them to be Rena Kilbourne and Marion Baldwin. Under their hands he could see that one would receive tenderness, kindness and peacefulness for which the nurse is made the symbol of Benevolence. They spoke cheerfully to the little girl, forcing smiles into her tear-swollen eyes and laughs upon her lips. As before the picture died away' into the atmosphere, bringing with it again a scene unmistakably that of a good old-fashioned sewing circle. Then women weren't all leading in governments! Four young women sat huddled together and each bent over a corner of a great patch-work quilt sewing calmly here a green square polka- dotted piece and there a pink talfeta one, here an orange, there a blue. And to be sure they were ones whom Don knew. Over there in the far corner sat Gladys- Holmquist working placidly on the green squareg beside her was none other than Marjorie Gerow. But the other two he wondered about for quite a while before recognizing them as Helen Schultz and Alice Kennedy. To their whispered tones of Did you hear that- and Would you have believed your eyes if- Don listened with interest and as usual in a space of ten minutes he had learned more interesting things that he had discovered for a long time. Rose Spencer he heard was engaged in the great new department store in Wellsboro called Kleiman, Kleiman, and more Kleiman as accountant and was getting S65 a week! And something else, for Margaret Hatherill had just opened a hospital in Wells- Page Ninety-two boro, beautiful, spacious and comfortable with all the luxuries of home-for cats! Don roared! He could have guessed for it was so like Margaret to take pity on the poor waifs of kittens on the street corners and to supply a home for them! Gwendolyn Clark, the great novelist, was sending to press her latest book, called Guy. It sounded to Don like a very promising title, to say the least. Lucile Hoadley, Don learned, was going to be the world's second Gertrude Ederley. For the last few months she had been practicing for her great swim acrosslthe rolling waves and treacherous undertow of Blackwells! Well, good luck Lucile! And then, too, among whispers and ashamed or aghast glances, Don discovered that Louise Cromley was opening a great circus equal to none, featuring Doris Burton as the leading tight-rope walker and trapese performer. Don said to himself that if Louise had as many monkey-shines and freaks of nature in her side shows as we had in the Senior Class, then it was to be a great success!! And then from their hushed tones, too, Don discovered that the four were help- ing each other with their hope chests and trosseaux. These four then were getting married! One convention, Don thought, that time won't change. These four even looked forward to piles of dishes in the sink, Hoors to scrub, clothes to iron, and meals, meals, meals to get! Women have no enviable job, he declared. This picture disappeared as the others into the silvery depth, and the dim shade engulfed Don once again. He sat upon the rocks, hugging his knees to his chest and resting his chin upon them. He suddenly felt tired, lonesome, lost, but still un- afraid. No picture came to lighten his depressed feelings which like a cloud had smothered his growing hopes. He wondered about the pictures that had come and gone. He had seen almost everyone in the class. He had seen into the Future, but would he ever profit from it? Would he ever be able to share it with others? He thought again about each scene and pondered over those missing. He had seen everyone but Jane Bennett. Everyone that had been in the class! Where was Jane? Where could she be? As he considered these questions the atmosphere before him seemed to glow with a deep rosy hue and the frame reappeared shining in glittering white. So beautiful was the air before him, that Donald thought he dreamed, until, at last, a picture filled the frame, a picture that seemed to be a giant portrait of a young woman. And when the scene took on clearness, Don cried out in amazement to see Jane Bennett above him, looking down at him and gazing down within his very soul. Her lips began to move and slowly and softly words were formed. Don, they said, I have waited. Time has passed, I have studied, and though my soul is neither in the Present nor in the Future, I am confident that I can achieve one of the greatest feats man has ever attempted. A few months ago, Don, you disappeared. No one knew where, but I thought that I knew. So, constantly, I have thought of you, for, if ever your attention turned towards me, our minds would unite and we should be able to converse together --provided that you were in that state that we here on the earth know so little about -the Fourh Dimension. You have had no thought of me till now, yet it is not too late. Do not try to speak to me for I cannot hear but I can read your thought. You are tired, Don. You could sleep. If you will, do it, for I will more easily be able to react upon your mind. Lie down. Sleep. When I see you again I shall tell you everything. 24 is P14 Don turned over, became restless in his drowsiness and felt keenly the change that had taken place. A whirring, whistling sound seemed to fill his mind. A rhythmical beat as of his heart, pulsed in his ears, a prickling sensation grasped, his limbs as if just awakening from numbness. In his semi-consciousness he forced his mind into activity. He remembered all. Without opening his eyes he knew he was -BACK. MARY I. COCKS, '35, Class Prophet Page Ninety-three Page Ninety-four SCENES AROUND WELLSBORO Reading from left to right HE Pigeon Versus Religion. Mr. Nessmuk Where the Boys' Hi-Y docks to see Mae West. Noise, noise, and more noise. Where there's smoke there's fire. Main street, fifty years ago. Hasn't changed a bit, has it? Baldwin Run Tower. Here's where you can get a marvelous view on a clear day. Like Clara, it runs on forever- Darling Run in Spring. But even creeks have their dry moments. Our local post oflice,-is it crooked? More trials and tribulations! For Olio, here's hoping! At Grub's, the old swimming hole. Surprise! Bathing suits requested. Reading from left to rijzght ET'S all sing like the birdies sinpr. Just some more bird houses. Gone but not forgotten. You're telling us! The Maypole dance. Doesn't it look silly? And to think we've grown out of that stage! He took the Atlas course, now look at him. Three musketeers who forgot their guns. Just another Romeo! Cell No. 133333333333. Faith, Hope, and Charity. You don't get it? Neither do we. Hold Everything! If you're puzzled about the background, ask Butch-it was his idea. Shirley Temple the second. What's wrong Rena, got indiges- tion? Three more Seniors, who know their stuff. 1 i INFORMAL SNAPS AROUND SCHOOL Page Ninety-five POETRY A GREAT TEACHER She lets the high school poet Try his tender wings And gives him inspiration for his poem And makes it sing. She understands the struggling youth's deep soul And throws not disillusion on his dreams But helps him reach his goal. L. N., '35 LIFE GOES MARCHING ON!!! My mind is vexed and sorely tried, My reason wars with will, The ignorance of youth has died, And age my peace would kill. 1 peer ahead-but darkness! No glamorous, glorious dawn, My mind is a well of misery, But life goes marching on! I have moments of high exaltation, Views of glittering glory-success! Of a far-reaching tuture influence, With nothing my soul to distress. Then I throw back my head and shoulder Work, with a superhuman brawn. I laugh and love my laughter And life goes marching on! I have moments of confusion and tur- moil When I gaze on existence and sneer- Life's a iiicker between two eternities, I'll pause a moment and then leave here. I shall not strive and goad my soul And after I've lived and gone I'll have cheated living of its treach- erous sting- Let Life go marching on! There are those who stand on top of the world, Rare geniuses gifted and gloriedg There are those who grovel in the dust, Tampled lives twisted and horrid. It's mystic, this art of Being, This study to gain, to place on The world a one great service- Thus Life goes marching on! Yet I gain a peace and tranquility, Because there's a Being above Who gives me the conscious faculty To enjoy and to give and to love. He placed me here for a purpose, He'll guide me, He has not gone, And I float serenely through menacing clouds And Life goes marching on! G. K., '35 Page Ninety-six MIDNIGHT The wee china dog on the dresser high Smiled to his love who was standing close by. The clock had struck twelve in the par- lor below, The house was all quiet, all darkness, and so They romped, and they frolickedg they played the night through Till dawn l.t the sky, and the rose dripped with dew. The porcelain elephants marched up and down, The calico cat wooed the blue gingham hound- The glass hen was hollow and made a great din By rattling the bracelets contained therein. The crepe paper owls cried loudly for peace, The ivory-soap frog boomed all night wlthout cease. Mickey Mouse squealed to his coy lady fair, Minnie Mouse answered that she was right there. The hands of the clock raced around and around. The gay little people who frolicked soon found The night had grown weary, and new day was born. The cock on the mantle crowed the coming of morn, The pup kissed his dear one and trotted away To wait like a statue the ending of day. M. L. H., '35 PIANO PLAYING First the slow and gentle tinkle, Soft as the raindrop's sprinkle, With a stop, The fingers drop. Then begins the happy thrill, Like to the twitter of the bird's bill, Now the quick uneasy motion, Gentle as the ripple of the ocean, As the fingers jump about, Listen to the notes come sprouting out, Like the hailstones on a shingle, As they dingle-dangle-dingle. Then the notes come in louder gushes Quick as the squirrels, sweet as thrushes. In the music comes a change, Every note is loud and strange, Now 'tis louder, I hope the powder, Will all be exploded soon, For the only way to do When music is awakening, And all heads are aching, Just muster up your musicle for a bang, Striking ten notes with a bang! And close the whole performance With a slam-bang-whang! R. A. K., '35 POETRY FANTASY The gold moon rose from the inky seag The tire-white stars burned silently. The waves of silver broke on the sand Where the sprites of night dance hand in hand. With magic lute the faunlike Pan Played melodies. The silvan dells were filled with hosts Of dreams, of laughs, of lovely ghosts. Faint figures they, seen in the mist, Seen in the forests, softly kissed By moonlight's rippling, lustrous light- Dewy melodies. The glowing moon traversed the sky. The silvery stars melted on high. Aurora's fingers tinged the blue With every gracious, pastel hue. The pearly gates of morn unsealed Enchanting me'odies. M. L. H., '35 THE OLD T They're making better cars each year And people laugh at me Because I still go riding around In my old Model T. It gets me where I want to go No matter what the distance, And it always brings me back again Regardless of resistance. So I still think I'll keep it 'Cause there isn't nothin' wrongg lt doesn't cost much to run it And it travels right along. You can all have your Cadillacs Or any other car, But my old reliable Model T Will get me just as far. D. E. D., '35 THE ARTIST He had wondered, Beheld and Loved, He had felt, so Retained and Loved, He had sketched, Dreamed and Loved: He has painted As seen and Lovedg They have studied His scene and Lovedg But they have forgotten Him! M. I. C., '35 IS IT GOD? Sunsets o'er gray distant hills Soft with the heavenly tints, Trees in earth's autumnal scheme Painted and tinted in hues that blend- Is God--beauty? Happy and singing brooks bubble on Forward to lands, all unknown, Mingled with others in vast tossing seas Rolling and toying with our destinies- Is God-power? Mother bent o'er slumbering child Eyes soft with maternal love, A babe in a manger held in men's hearts, Cherished, worshipped, considered our Lord- Is God-love? A potter so anxiously forming his clay, Remolding dreams, shaping an Art, Let us but open eyes and behold- Our wond'rous world fashioned so- To tell of God! M. I. C., '35 DEATH To some death is Like some cold, clammy claw, Which clutches at one in the present, And drags him into uncertain eternity, Like a cold bitter wind, Blown on the fragrance of summer garden, Biting the blossoms in full bloom, Like a relentless scythe Which mows down all life in its path, To leave it bleeding and broken. To me death is Like some great brooding spirit, Which comforts the sorrows of the present And liberates us to a finer sense, Like a ray of sunlight Piercing a sky of gloom To lend hope to the world below, Like a kind father come to Take his children home, Or tides emulating and receding to the sea. For death is birth, Birth into an infinity of something greater. Death is nonexistent, an unreality. If we die to be reborn again- The dead are living and the living dead. So closely related are birth, life, and death, We can not preceive in which plane we are. There is only one life. There is only one existence. 0. L. S., '35 Page Ninety-seven A LESSON IN DRIVING Characters: Tillie-a car Boy Girl ILLIE glides to standstill on the broad expanse of highway called the Morris road. All right, you try driving for a while. Oh, you little darling, it's so- Step on the clutch and shift into low. Low what? For Pete's sake! -the clutch! What shall I clutch? Grrr-Step on that. Oh, The gears slide easily into place. What next? Now step on: the gas-just a little, and slowly release the clutch. What happened? You stepped on the gas too hard and released the clutch too quickly. Oh, I see. A second attempt is more successful and Tillie advances by jerks and jolts. Now, shift into second-but step on the clutch. With more screeches the vehicle slips into reverse and stops. What's the matter? Idiot, second is up at the right-here. Now start all over again. The process is painfully repeated. This time she triumphantly shifts. Now shift into high-the same way. High is straight down from second. Success at last! She finds herself skimming over the smooth pavement. Sitting stiff as a board, she peers at the white ribbon of highway stretching away before her, and marvels at the rapidity with which the feet-the yards-the miles are consumed. Slow down, for I-Ieaven's sake! Do you want to kill us both? Oh, Darlingg I'm perfectly all right-oh, look there's a car coming! That's all right. Pass him, but keep to the right. I can't pass him. I know I'll hit him. Why doesn't he give me my share of the road? I'm going to,--I-Why, I did pass him, didn't I? That was easy. There's another car coming. Oh,- Her heart leaps up into her mouth, but she swallows it and goes on. Her friend is still gasping for breath. Oh, honey, hold the wheel a minute while I powder my nose. You'd better let me drive now. NO, please. Oh, yes,--you're a marvel. Well, if you're so good, suppose you practice turn- ing around. Turn up by this barn. It's fortunate that the barn is substantial-it's too bad the outlying districts of the-icar aren't more so. A beauteous dent has implanted itself in the front fender and again the car has stalled. A volley of imprecations issue from the mouth of the male person. After investigating the damages, they morbidly realize what the elders will say. They climb back into the car. Do you suppose there's something wrong? Yes-with your head. But how can I help it? Imbeciles can't-go ahead.-Take your foot off the gas! We're headed for the ditch! What? Step on the brake! But the brake is too close to the accelerator. Now look what you've done. But how could I help it? We can't get out of here until someone pulls us out. What'll we do? Sit and wait, moron. Why did they ever let you get to be sixteen? And they shot Lincoln! Moral: In case you have not yet found out: Never try to teach a girl to drive. fDedicated to Jane Bennettj Page Ninety-eight As the Shades of Night Are Falling In the Typing Room At Five O'C1ock Dear Henrietta: Please picture me as I am at five o'clock, still in the darkening typing room all by my lonesome making up my last six assignments, with rumpled wig, perspiring brow, and one foot conveniently lodged in the wastecan to hold down the rising over- How of paper which I've used up since 4:00 p. m. I've got one assignment done and at this speed I ought to get out of here by 11:30 to-night Qcomparatively earlyj, with but five and a half wastecans of paper to my credit for the incinerator. It raineth without, all of which tends to cheer and comfort my harassed mind, of course. Somehow or other, whenever I'm all alone in a room with a thunder- storm raving without, I can't help but think of the funeral march written by Beet- hoven in some of his last moments during an electric shower. I can sympathize with him trying to compose a masterpiece and having to do it in q howling inferno so as to finish it before he died and me trying to get my typing assignments done during an April shower so as to get finished in time to see the last show. Gee! It's getting chilly in here. Wonder what's become of the janitor? Probably raiding the icebox in the cafeteria. Hope he chokes! It's been more or less slow and monotonous around here all day. Goodness knows it started peppy enough. This morning at 9:15 imy first classi Miss Fischler delivered a short sermon for my benefit on the evils of being too sociable during recitation. At 9:20 I got stuck back in the corner for continued jaw and facial exercise, and at 9:21 I occupied my customary armchair beside Miss Sterling. Queer, Miss Sterling's and my mutual attraction. Oh Yes! And we had a most lively debate in Law Class on Capital Punishment. That is, it had its beginning as a debate. After the first two or three people had delivered their various opinions on the subject, the whole class chipped in and con- tributed what was on their minds. As a result the debate on Capital Punishment terminated in a howling free-for-all to which my lusty falsetto contributed not a little. I've devised a most amusing little game to be played while one passes to and from classes in the corridor. The object is to look only at the feet that passi you iproviding you don't mind the unpleasant remarks of the people you bump intoJ and recognize all your fellow students and sufferers by their feet. Of course people like Harriet Hill and Barb Bennett don't count, because you hear them half an hour before you catch a glimpse of the number seven anyway. I find though, the feet most easily recognized are Jim Mulford's and Don Webster's. Jim's because they occupy so much territory and Don's because they go at right angles with the rest of his body like Charie Chaplin's. Oh, and you'd love Sammy Johnson. He's the, poor devil whom we're studying in literature now. Aside from being partly blind, having 94 rather twisted sense of humor, a knack for doing the right thing at the wrong time, and a face' that only a mother could love, he might be considered quite normal. Grace Miller is mad at me because I got in her locker by mistake this morning. Cocks cleaned mine out last. night and I didn't recognize it. Well, anyway, I. bor- rowed Grace's books and pencils and things and handed in her chemistry paper for mine. I wondered at the time how I happened to have mine done. Well, as a result she got an F for the day and I must have pulled down a HB. We're practicing for the operetta now, and every now and then as you pass down the corridor between classes, you catch snatches of the sailor's chorus or the grand finale. You recognize them by the words, not the tune. Some people don't have a tune. However, this adds one more irritable element to an already nerve rack- ing afternoon. Don't mind my typing. I've only had it three years. Perhaps in six more I can distinguish between the cylinder and the back stop. I really must close now. It's fifteen minutes to six with me on my second assignment. Report cards come out Wednesday and I'd hate to see my list of D's spoiled by one HF. Patiently yours Page Ninety-nine Page One Hundred INFORMAL SNAPSHOTS OF OUR OLASSMATES Reading from left to right ET'S have a party. Hail, Hail, the gang's all here. Red hair, 1- faces, get together and go places. Lump is pumping up the tire. Bob has technique, and is it neat? It sweeps the ladies off their feet. Now Evie, why look so demure? The class president in one of his serious moments. Our hero, in another one of his natural poses. Killing oft' the radicals. Why weren't we all given a chance? That's what We're wondering. They got what they deserved! A great feat! Quick, James, the smelling salts! The dashing five. Just give 'em a chance. A preacher's daughter with high aspirations. Jack's so handsome, strong, and tallg and did a certain Junior ever fall! Sh! She's not really an Egyp- tian mummy cause she comes to once in a while. Pocohontas, come out of dem woods cause youse discovered. Noddy Johnson and Lavina Nel- son. Reading' from left to right HE good die young but these all seemed to survive. Well, well, if it isn't Pierccy, inanicuring her nails. Noddy Johnson in one of her informal poses. Do you want to buy a duck? Still ridin' around, eh Simons'?? But not on a bicycle built for two. Coy little Evelyn beside some of her favorite Howers. No, she didn't know June then. J. Otis Hoare crying for his bottle, which he tries to get at any price. For information, ask Gussie. Lona Webster Banker! Ain't she tweet! Janice Campbell in one of her jolly moments. Let us in on the joke, Janice. The class president sunning himself. Well, Donald, we never suspected you to go nuddist. Jane Bennett getting quite a kick about something. Rachel Townsend quotes, I faw down and go boom! Gwen-dow-lyn Clark in one of her more pensive moments. Attention! It's none other than Hatsie Hill thinking awfully hard about something. Smell the wood burning? ONLY YESTERDAY ' ' i A ia if Page One Hundred One EX'1'RA! TRUE GONFESSIONS OF MY LIFE an intimate autobiography by the Class President It was near Thanksgiving, 1917, that a very important event occurred in my life, I was born !--in Wellsboro, in the house in which I now live. Mr. Webster, after having seen his youngest, gave thanks that it wasn't twinsg indeed he was thankful it wasn't quintuplets. My very early life followed the accepted rules of conduct for children. I learned to walk and talk at the average age, but having mastered these accomplishments I soon showed my genius and talents-for making trouble. I lacked what the psychiatrists call a sense of property -it was hard for me to distinguish between mine and thinej' and especially hard to leave thine alone. In one of my escapades I invaded the cellar of a neighbor and, being fond of sweets, took possession of about ten glasses of carefully preserved jellies. I opened a few and sampled them. Finding that they were suitable, I loaded them in my arms and retired to a favorite haunt of mine by the creek. After a short while the preserves became disagreeable to me, so I took the whole lot and disposed of them in the dark and mysterious stream, never expecting to hear of them again. But one of my pals had squealed, so to speak, after I had recounted my tale to him. I survived this ordeal to become a cattle man, at which I was not very successful. I lacked the patience and temperance of the true bovine curator, wanting to feed the cow a week's food supply at one sitting Accordingly I gave it a liberal supply of grain-about three quarts-along with what was to me a soul satisfying quantity of carrots, potatoes, onions, tomatoes, and cabbages. Something happened to the poor creature and my father, after admonishing me gently, traded it in for a new model. My succeeding pursuit, the enthusiasm for cattle raising having been dampened, was horticulture. I naturally wanted to learn from the experts the fine points of the business, so I observed the methods of a neighbor who was working in her green house. I slipped in behind her unnoticed, she being rather deaf, and proceeded to follow her actions, picking off the petals of some rather choice fiowers. Being thorough by nature, I left a wide swath of unblossomed plants behind me. Imagine her astonishment when she reached the end of the hot-house and turned to see those barren rows confronting her! Imagine also my chagrin and surprise at finding that she was displeased with the effect! After all, how was I to know that she had picked only the dead petals? It was along about my fifth year of existence that I fell ill with mastoid. An operation ensued, and I spent a nice, bright summer convalescing from the experience. I received a small victrola to smooth over my misfortune, and distinctly remember a little girl named Janet who would come over to listen to its fascinating melodies. She mystified me by having several unaccounted for blank spaces in her physiognomy. I had not yet suffered the humiliation of the replacement of second teeth for the baby, and so taunted her by giving her the appellation of witch I was allowed to continue my existence, soon developing an aggressive militarism, placing myself at the head of a like-minded group of small boys. We functioned for a while as an army and then disbanded, being unable to find antagonists worthy of our consideration-who weren't too big. I had joined the Sunday School, where I met James, who did not then have his large feet, and Jack, who was a little larger than I. The year after, I attended grade school, which I soon found very dull and uninteresting, being slightly deficient mentally anyhow, and never, according to some, overcoming the weakness. The only bright spot was the period when we could play with clay, which I liked to squeeze my fingers into. I proceeded up the scale of grades, persistently failing to be a stellar pupil. During my eight years of attendance I affiliated myself with the Boy Scouts, with which association I continued until I was well through high school. I made many friends whom I still meet constantly in my school life and with whom I hope to continue this relationship, feeling sure that I will never regret it, someday possibly being proud to say I knew them. Page One Hundred Two Twelve o'clock noon and the bell for dismissal has just sounded. Immediately the dignified interior of our school is transformed. Everyone seems to have a com- mon destination and to be well aware of the fact that first come are firsh served. If you are a fortunate individual you secure a chair, while many of your friends are left hoping they can secure one from some meek soul who will conveniently keep his opinions to himself. Thus having provided yourself with a chair you go in search of a very: dear friend of yours who has secured a desirable position near the front of the breadline. QWe must remember that the privileged person who can do so must be a constant patron of the cafeteria, and consequently the proud possessor of the requisite technique.l With the greatest care you take inventory of your financial standing only to forget you had promised to be more economical when you discover Mrs. Field has prepared one of your favorite menus. After settling your account at the end of the line you advance to the spot where your chair had been, and alas, how often it has failed to remain there! If the chair is gone you are then aware that every man is for himself when he is threatened with starvation, so naturally you take possession of the first empty one in the vicinity. On rare occasions entertainment accompanies your lunch, such as a graceful fainting staged by one of the students, having your picture taken, or an opportunity to sample some luscious concoction invented by some rebellious young housewife. This is the cafeteria,-one phase of our school life which we could never do without. L. M. P., '35 A DISSERTATION ON-AURAL ILLS AND REMEDIES E that hath ears to hear let him hear. And also let him do and feel and suffer. Though he may feel that those pink and white receiving sets on either side of his head are mighty useful little organs, yet countless are the times that he has used far from lofty language upon them. Let him attempt to make a fine appearance in high society. Let him purchase a fashionable new hat and balance it on the summit of his cranium. Let him set off in fine style and find, as soon as he meets those whom he wishes to impress, that the bonnet has slipped up over or settled down upon two very outstanding ears. Let him brave the elements when the wind is high and the thermometer is low. Then, let him feel the irresistible attraction of his aural appendages for the merciless chill. Being undeniably exposed to the cold, they require only a short time to grow red and tingly, to become blue and numb. Then follows the thawing-out of the pro- tuberances-this process being accompanied by much stinging, itching, and burning. Let him endeavor to clean those same exterior organs and have them immaculate both fore and aft. A great orgy of unpleasant facial and bodily contortions ensues, attended, as a rule, by exasperated snorts or groans from the ill-fated victim. Let him make an irreconcilable error in the best of company. As God wills it, he blushes. Though, as Shakespeare says, he hath grace, he perhaps wishes that grace would not overfiow in such proportions. But the saddest part of the act of blushing is the creeping of the pale pink from the depths of the neck to the ears, which grow abnormally crimson and burning. Let him happen upon or overhear some well meaning but undiplomatic gossipers who are discussing his most private affairs or his most distressing faults. Though he fully knows the disadvantage of ever having a private aHair, he does not desire to be reminded that his secret business is for public dissection. Though the disadvantages and evils of the possesion of ears are numerous and irritating, they are not without remedy. The advisability of their removal is doubtf ful, for even though one's appearance is comical with ears, it would be far more so without their balancing effect on the general contour. The use of tippets is recom- mended for the restraint of overly large ears and also for their protection and com- fort during cold weather. A vacuum ear cleaner is advantageous in the process of removing dirt in large quantities from the aural appendages. But for him who blushes and for him who overhears the investigation of his personal affairs, the one and only remedy is the development of speedy running ability by means of which he may escape, saying, This is none of I. J. S. B., '35 Page One Hundred Three THREE INTERPRETATIONS OF MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING!! A non-literal, farcical bit of whimsy, to be taken in good fun, in a timeless age long distant. Dedicated to the Dramatic Club. SCENE I Time: Sometime after graduation. Place: Heaven! Before us looms a giant building of white marble rising ad-infinitum. Across the front of the edifice in brazen gold letters there reads, The Jello. Free Sodas Here! A few Wellsboro students, a very few, are strolling leisure- ly about. All wear white togas and have their fingernails dyed green, purple, and some even orange. Some of the inmates are around drinking sodas. This being the celestial city, no members of the faculty are in sight. A boy rides in on a shiny cloud. He stops in front of the Jello as an attrac- tive girl appears in the doorway. Boy: Hello Babe! Wanta go for a ride? Girl: Sure. Pretty good looking bus you've got there. Boy: Sure thing! CHe gets out and taking a corner of his toga, carefully dusts off the cloud.D I traded in the old one and they gave me this. It has hydraulic brakes, free wheeling, knee action 'n everything. Hop in. iThe two seat them- selves in the cloud and soon they are whizzing through space.J Girl: Who's that man sitting on the cloud over there? He seems to be laughing at something.- Boy: Oh, that's a long story. You see he was once editor of the Nessmukg that's the only literature read up here, and he had to write it so very subtly in order to get it past the censor that no one could understand it. Anyway he sits for- ever and ever under that tree and laughs at the joke he played on humanity. Girl: And no one sees the joke? Boy: Perhaps that's what he's laughing at. QThey continue to iioat along through billowy vales of clouds until they approach a large body of angels all stamping around and making a great fuss.J Girl: What's that going on over there? Is it the Junior Prom? Boy: No, it looks like another strike. Qln the center of the group on a soap box there stands one angel gesticulating wildly. He is dressed in red.J He's a Radical. Girl: Oh, that's why he's redg he talked himself into such a heat that- Boy: Sh! Let's listen. Radical: Fellow citizens of this fair and beautiful land! Ahem! We are face to face with a crisis! Angels: Rah! Rah! Rah! Radical: Ahem! We are in the throes of a disastrous depression. Since we have gone off the gold standard our exports to the lower regions have dwindled to almost nothing. Look at yourselves. You are all thin and emaciated. You need something to replace your motheaten wings. Why, you can't even finance a yearbook. Do you know the population is getting less and less up here? Where do you suppose they're all going? Angels: Rah! Rah! Rah! Radical: Ever since the faculty went on' a strike and left we have been faced with this terrible predicament. We have no one on whom to blame our troubles. We have no one to make fun of. We have no one to pick at. It's no fun to do anything wrong. What we need to cure the depression is the faculty. Girl: I think he's been reading the Cauldron. Shame on him. Boy: Shut up, will you? Radical: Let's start a crusade to help them out. We'll go down and get them and bring 'em up here. We'll have a New Deal! Angels: Rah! Rah! Rah! fThe boy offers his cloud to the good of the cause. All swarm over it. They are about to start when there ia a sickening sizzle.J Boy: For Heaven's sake! It's a blow out! Delbert always did say I used too much oxygen. Page One Hundred Four Angels: And you said this cloud had everything. fAll the girls get out and push while the boys relax. Don't forget this is Heaven. They depart amid much singing and cheering.J Hell-a-lu-ya ! Do or Die Wellsboro High Rah! Rah! Rah! SCENE II Time: A thousand years later Place: Purgatory! Before us we see the steps of the Green Free Library. At one side is an elevator shaft over which hangs a sign, Going down. Proceed at your own risk. A few members of the National Honor Society and the Boys' Hi-Y are sprawled around shooting dice and playing cards. Their beloved leader has long since departed. He martyred himself to shovel coal to provide the necessary heat for the lower regions. A student comes, in with a paper, the following sign placarded on his back: SCAULDRON Printed When the Editors Feel in the Mood Editors .................................,.......... Eddy Torial, Lotta Bull Assistant Editor ........ ................ G . Howitt Hertz Treasurer ................ ....... I 'hiltch More Nichols Censor ................ ................. B . A. Crabbe N. H. S. Student: To market, to market, To buy a fat pig- Home again, home again, Gigai gig gig! To market, to market, To buy a fat hog- Home again, home again, Giggi gig gog! Hi-Y Members: Aw, shut up! Just 'cause you can say that better'n anyone else you think you're smart. I'm tired of shooting paperwads, eating ice-cream, and skipping school. I want something exciting. fThey are interrupted by a loud honking as the gang all drifts in on the cloud. Thd group has picked up more members on the way down. The Radical gets out, sets up his soap box, and gives the identical speech. After a few more cheers, they all start off again with the customary noise. SCENE III Time: A million years later. Place: Hell! Everything is fire and brimstone, red and black. In one corner As- sembly is being held. Students here are being forced to sing for all eternity the same songs they sang for four years in assembly, because they criticized the Nessmuk. In another corner a boy is pushing the moon around all over the universe with his nose. He is tired but he must go on. He chewed gum in school. Deibert and Peifer are stoking coal, while Clara, Gussie, and Donna, are lined up before the gigantic furnaces and forced to talk into the fires, being used as bellows. Mrs. McClintock practices with the members of the Glee Club, who playfully prick each other with their pitchforks. The operetta must go on! Miss Mary Maneval presides in all her primal glory. With a great cudgel in her hand, she beats the Juniors to Ring around the rosy. CShe was sent to the lower regions for cheating at bridge.J The remainder of the beloved faculty is seated in Professor Butler's office, all singing lustily, Hail, Hail, the gang's all here. What the - do we care? Miss Fischler: Je suis, tu es, il est- Miss Mack: Amo, amas, amat. Professor Butler: I can't decide whether to have the Dramatic Club picture taken to-day or to-morrow. Miss Maneval: Gee, it's getting pretty hot down here. Wish Peifer would turn ofl' the gas. Miss Fischler: Aw Nertsl Take an aspirin. QEverybody gasps.b QA great mob enters and prostrates itself before Professor Butler. The Radical, now purple from talking, leads the conversa1.ion.J Page One Hundred Five Radical: Lord High Everything, Such and Such, etc.--We have come to plead with you. We beg you and your fellow brothers and sisters to return to the upper regions. We've become bored. We can't get along without you. We'll even raise your salary if you'll come. For Cripe's sake, how about it??? Girl: I thought the local government was trying to economize? Radical: We'll even stop publishing the Cauldron. Professor Butler: And we were just getting rested. Ahem! As representative of the faculty and considering the cirmumstance-Canother billion years passi- In other words, gentlemen, we will come! Lafayette, we are here! Angels: Rah! Rah! Rah! fAll join in a triumphant health parade and begin wending their way toward the eternal city. Peifer still shovels coal.J EPILOGUE Time: A trillion years later. Place: Heaven! Everyone is happy performing the innermost of his repressed desires. Students are singing torch songs. Although they are still publishing the year- book, the editor now has complete cooperation. The banking system is again on the gold standard and business prospers. The Glee Club has been provided with a new pair of wings donated by Sears Roebuck, and Kleiman, Kleiman, and Kleiman. And last but not least, Hades has been provided with a new ventilat- ing system, so Mr. Peifer has now been able to rejoin the happy throng. But hark, someone is creating a disturbance, none other than our friends, ye editor and ye adviser in a good old fashioned scrap. The Radical gets out his soap box. AMONG THE CLOUDS URORA'S bright eyes searched the heavens as she unpinned the stars and folded the dark curtain of night, placing them both in a cupboard at the end of the sky. Where was Apollo? He should have been here a long time ago. His chariot was waiting, his horses, unruly, pawing the soft clouds into a silky dust that floated down, down, encircling the earth. Iris, surrounded by a wavering rainbow mist, came to Aurora's aid, loosening the eager raindrops from their soft confines. They thronged around her, their rosy, cherub bodies dripping liquid gems. Smiling, they pattered to the earth, at their mother's command, filling the air with their happy whispers. Aurora and Iris made vague conjectures as to the whereabouts of the Lord of Day, but they reached no satisfactory conclusions. In a thick wood on the earth a beautiful maiden raced, her fair hair blowing, her lovely lips parted. Behind her ran a young man, the glow from his body illumin- ating the glowering forest. The maiden was Daphne, the man, the missing God of Light, Apollo. Mischievous Cupid, angered by his vain-glory, had indamed him with a fatal passion for the maid, whom he had, at the same time, filled with hatred for the handsome son of Jupiter. The panting God had nearly caught the girl when Venus, pitying her, and wrathful because of the trick of her son Cupid, turned Daphne into a laurel tree. Apollo, weeping 'neath its waving branches, vowed ever to remember the gracious being who had won his love. Evening, her face sad and worried, flung the dark curtain across the sky, and with trembling fingers affixed the winking stars in their places. As Diana, cold and sparkling, sailed from Olympus through the night in her glowing vessel, Apollo, wearied by his vain pursuit and love, climbed the gleaming Milky Way to the celestial regions. M. L. H., '35. CLASS WILL E, the Class of '35 of the Wellsboro High School, City of Wellsboro and State of Pennsylvania, having completed three glorious years of fun and comrade- ship and fin some instancesj study, being of sound mind UD, well fumigated by chemistry and struck dumb by adverbial clauses, deem it fitting and proper, to make, declare, and publish this, our last will and testament, that we may bequeath to future students some of the qualities and possessions of their predecessors. Article I-To the Juniors: We leave the appalling prospect of becoming Seniors, the dominant sex: the weaker sex: the Seniors' dignityg the long suffering faculty, the art of squeezing in line at the cafeteria: the many gruelling hours spent on Page One Hundred Six chemistry, Virgil, solid geometry, 199 cakes of Life Buoy Soapg our gift of gab Qto the 11A section, or have they already acquired it?J 3 we bequeath to you the prospect of printing the Nessmuk, that truth stranger than fictiong the better things of lifeg all the news that's fit to print fCauldronJg finally, we pass on to you the torch of good citizenship. May you carry it on to victory, undaunted, promoting those ideals for which this institution stands. Article II--To the Frosh-We leave. everything-they need it! Here are a few of the sundry items: 1 spoonful of the correct accent '51 years of study 2 cups of bitter experience A few bad Cyl eggs. 5 subjects with A marks. Some new songs for chapel. Article III-To the following individuals whose actions we consider worthy of our recognition and remembrance, we do hereby will and bequeath: Section 1. We will to Professor Butler all the paper left in the halls and assembly. Section 2. Our editors gladly bequeath all the trouble they have had in achiev- ing the Nessmuk to whoever desires it. Section 3. James Mulford bestows upon Charles Edwards the distinction of possessing the world's largest feet. Section 4. Lucile Hoadley, Virginia Dochstader, and Viola Hollenbeck give and bequeath their time and toil at the account books and cash register in the cafe- teria to Marian Hemker and Arlene Wetherbee, if they are rightly adapted: for such work. Section 5. Richard Wilcox gives his art of playing the bass viol to Herman Bauman. Requirements: Don't play in assembly. Section 6. Donald Webster bequeaths his popularity with the teachers land the girls Jto John Hoogendam, his grunts and facial gyrations to Owen Korb. Section 7. Mary Priset gives her affection for chemistry Qpage M. Deibertj to Glen Mosher. Section 8. Harriet Hill gives and bequeaths her truly honest efforts to be quiet in study periods to Angie Dickinson. Section 9. Ellsworth Spencer leaves to Harold Tombs his gift of argumenta- tion. Section 10. Marian Baldwin gives her love of music to Elwyn Gore. Section 11. Lona W. Banker gives and bequeaths to Mary Campbell the art of making a home for a man. Section 12. Donald Simmons leaves his adventuresome voyages to other ports of Cupid to Charles Price. Section 13. Arden Smith gives and bequeaths his complicated dance steps to Oliver Vanderhoof. Section 14. John Robbins bequeaths his mechanical dexterity and desire for experimentation to Benny Walters and other future dreamers. Section 15. Mary Cocks gives her tallness to Edward Bastian with the hope that he will achieve higher aspirations. Section 16. Clara West wills, bequeaths and gives her sense of fine speech to Doris English, in the hope that she will preserve it. Section 17. Jane Bennett wills to Lump her red hair, with the hope that he will always preserve it, and treasure it. Finally we formulate this will for the convenience and betterment of our suc- cessors. We nominate and appoint Miss Inez M. Hadfield and Mr. John L. Deibert and whoever else will pay' a quarter for the honor, executors for this, our last Will and Testament, anixing our seal of approval this 31st day of May, 1935. LAVINA NELSON Class testator Signed, sealed, declared, and published by the said Lavina Nelson, as and for this last will and testament, in presence of us, who, at her request and in her pres- ence and in the presence of each other, have subscribed our names as witnesses hereto. Eileen Statts Robert Coolidge Page One Hundred Seven Having seen this book, Is all ended? Finished, is it to be left to die In some forgotten spot? Forgotten! Let it lie there, and may silent time, Push back its pages From the receding present into yesterday, A door, through which you may' go back in To pause and linger in the past. Let dust mellow it with its warm blanket, Let age on its weary way eat out its pages, Let some spider weave its web about it, The book is closed 5- time, But you will open it again J6l'Ji3QUHHF2fI:MN'f Av ,. I - - - 1 X 3 fififf -,:'.4L'?YT 1'.1 'f ' '?'H ': 1' -iv A , ' . f - ' ' - ': ', ' -. SWL 1'f 1'E '5-4?,vIY'Pii:?X'P35'l'l FJT5f5I:'! 4'4'i..' ,111 im'Vwl ,W v X M15 ' A N ,Nwif - ' A 1 ' , ' '. -1'-'f1Q'Mvf'w,'Fm.ifl'M1!!idlJ' HEi!1'kbQ'?iwv-dx'-+m.v-M14 ' I ' - ' 1, 1- 1 if . . ' 'H' ' V J K ', ' ,-f V ' 3'TWfnVG61F9 :Z'A:f5 ,v QQ xv 3 J' e 'fi'-W' 37' 'ihf'E1'!l1lkJl!E1IYIn ?llP4!' , . M'WRid0i6i'F'wWw42!uw:V4L ' 'nhl fl- 4 4 ' '
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