West Hazleton High School - Arcana Yearbook (West Hazleton, PA)

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tinuing her study of the French language. We spent much of the time of our trip together. Finally, the Statue of Liberty welcomed us back to New York. At the airport I was met by Doris Kraft, a. news reporter, who wanted my opinion of Europe. After talking a few minutes with her, I hailed a cab and directed the driver to take me to my hotel. He didn't seem to understand me, so I re- peated what I said. Looking at him more closely, I saw that it was Tubby Houser. He began the ride with a few bumps but soon went so fast that I could scarcely keep my seat. Suddenly there came a crash, I screamed and knew no more. When I awoke I heard voices over my bed, and upon opening my eyes I saw Jimmy Lannon and Victoria Michalski arguing about the merits of two different medicines. Viccy told me that she was the superintendent of the hospital and that Jimmy was the head doctor. Viccy and Jimmy had Lorna Evans and John Schallis under their care. I learned that we had bumped into a truck and the driver was going to sue Tubby for damages. He asked for a lawyer, and who was sent to him but Bobby Saxon! Remember, he was on the debating team, and that's probably where he began the art of arguing. As soon as I was well, I was taken to the court. The judge had not come in yet, but just as soon as we were seated, the door opened and Charles Fogarty took the judge's bench. Tubby Houser was then escorted in by two policemen whom I recognized as Frank Kitchen and Donald Williams. We waited for the truck driver to come, and soon I saw Ray Schneider escorted by Thomas Koch, his lawyer. The case began, and as a result of Bob's eloquent speech, Tubby was dismissed without paying damages. The judge said, however, that he should drive more carefully in the future and take his job more seriously. When I reached my hotel, I found some letters there for me. I opened the first one and found that it was an invitation to one of the season's largest balls to be given by Helen Szutowicz. I learned later that Helen is quite a society lady. The next was an announcement of the opening of John McGeehan's real estate office in Georgia. John, you remember, married a girl from our school who had come from Georgia. The next was the announcement of the New Hairdressing Establishment and under it were the names of Thelma Houseknecht and Charles Romanelli, Pro- prietors. Having read my mail, I sat down and turned on the television radio. I looked in and saw a familiar face. just then the radio announcer came to the microphone and announced that Rev. Nevin Snyder was going to give a short talk on The Evils of the Modern Worldf' When his speech was over, I turned to another station and heard some one say . . . and if you have any love affairs in which you need advice, write to Gertrude Richards in care of the station to which you are listening. Remember, she was always giving us advice on our affairs at school, so she had lots of practice. I turned the radio off and decided to go for a short walk. I walked until I came to a large department store. Outside was a large sign which gave the information that this was The Lohrke, Ball 81 Co. Store. I went inside where I saw William Casper walking up and down the aisle. I went over to talk to him and he told me that he was the Sl Co. of the business. A little later I went back to the hotel to retire. Several uneventful days have now passed and since I have not fully recovered from the accident, I have decided to go home to visit old West Hazle- ton. I do not expect to see many of our old friends there since I met most of them in my travels. The town itself, however, will recall many pleasant memories of high school days. And now, Jessie, I hope that I might soon hear more concerning you and your new position as secretary of Mr. Rosenwald. An old schoolmatc, ELEANOR MCKIQNNA. V aaa -W -:-W. we W?-'? V .'i. .sw

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recalling the old school days, he told us some things about himself. He handed me a name card which gave the information that Frank was now Sports Editor of the New York Times. He had come over to Paris to cover the horse race at the Longchamps Racing Course. Two of our school- mates, John Tyma and Harold Evans, had both entered horses in it. At last I reached my room and lay down to rest. I awoke to hear the shouts of a newsboy, Extra! All about the trip to Mars! Extra! I hurried downstairs and bought a paper to see who had performed this spectacular exploit. A surprise awaited me, for the first thing I read was, Prof. Richard Bonacci, noted scientist, conquers New World. Beneath that, First man to ever have this experience. What an honor for him! I remember Richard had been a prize chemistry student, and probably his life's work was begun in that class. I decided to spend the evening at the hotel and went into the dining room for dinner. A dance was in progress so I called the waiter to find a table for me. Imagine my surprise when I saw Michael Dombroski come over to me. I was just seated when the dance ended and the floor was cleared. The Master of Ceremonies, john Gillis, took the center of the floor to announce the cele- brities of the room. In this corner, he began, we have Bill Briding, the all-around American football player. Give the boy a hand.', The ap- plause was deafening, but soon john quieted it. Next we have Mary Baum and Dolores Spangler, members of the Follies. He didn't have to ask for an applause. And here,', he continued, f'Marea Galla, the novelist who has just won the Nobel Prize, and with her, Michael Colitz, the noted artist. Michael blushed just as he did in high school, so I knew that he had not changed very much. I wondered at the change in John, though, for you remember how quiet he was in school. He next announced a solo dance by Elsie Schweitzer, the famous German eccentric dancer. WIIICH the dance ended, I retired to my room for the night. The next morning I decided to visit Notre Dame. I was seated in an obscure corner when the air was filled with sweet music, then a hushed stillness, and then a beautiful voice sang a familiar hymn. I seemed to recognize it, so after services I waited to see to whom the voice belonged. Surely enough, it was Michael Zelaz- nock, the great opera star. My curiosity satisfied, I decided to visit some of the dress shoppes for which Paris is famous. In the first one I saw nothing that I liked, so I went to Patau, the well known designer. The first two models were dainty spring dresses. Great was my astonishment when I recognized Kathryn Deisroth and Ethel Tressler as the manikins. Perhaps Madamoiselle would prefer something more substantialf' said a smooth voice. I turned around and there stood Madame Helen Gonsior- owski, one of the head salesladies of the famous shoppe. She told me that she had always liked that sort of work and loved life in Paris. After making a few purchases, I left an order for them to be sent to my hotel and then finished my shopping on foot. In the next window I saw some beautiful furs at very reasonable prices. I glanced at the name Faux Fur Shoppe. Could it by any chance be Arlene and Leonora of our class? I hurried inside to give the secretary my name. She was busily clicking at the typewriter but finally turned around. It was Doris Bain- bridge. She told me that Arlene and Leonora had the fur Shoppe and that she was also part of the firm. I returned to my hotel and found a telegram there for me. It was from my firm, telling me to return to America immediately. I packed my clothes, ate my lunch, and, in less than no time, I was at the airport. I got into the plane to which I had been directed and seated myself comfort- ably. I glanced at the persons sitting around me and saw in the seat across the aisle a familiar' figure. I jumped up from my seat and went over to her, for it was our old friend Miriam Stauffen- berg. She told me that she had been in Paris con-

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1' ,,i,,,, a, , ::. Zg, S, 3,2 - rg? T 75 s CLASS WILL Be I id yR677Z677Zb61 66li HAT we, the class of 1931, being of sound and disposing mind, memory, and under- standing, do make, publish and declare this to be our last Will and Testament, in manner and form following, that is to say: To the Faculty we leave our hopes that the suc- ceeding classes will be as peaceful and obedient as our class, ' To the Juniors we bequeath our ability to do things, To the Sophomores we bequeath our school spirit, hoping that they will exercise it as much as we did, To the Freshmen we leave our intelligence and knowledge, knowing that they are in great need of it, To Dolores Quinn, Helen Szutowicz's love for dear old Penn State, To Lucille Blamey, Paul Bruno's ability to work chemistry problems, To Marjorie Schietrumpf, Elsie Schweitzer's pleasing smile and personality, To Paul Derr, John Gillis' ability to debate, To Anna Rossi, Hunks, class ring, To Adeline DeLano, Joan Antonelli's enviable red hair, To Olive Evans, Kathryn Deisroth's modesty, To Doris Ernst, Miriam Stauffenbergis picture of an Irish Senior, To Lois Stein, Marion DeFrain's art of fancy dancing, To Edna Schroeder, Doris Bainbridge's surplus avoirdupois, To Cap Petrofsky, K'Chickie Williams, girl friend in Freeland, To Eddie Bart, Tuggles Lohrke's lasting interest in Hazleton, To Irene Planutis, Grayce Brennan's dramatic ability, To Al Bart, Michael Colitz's becoming blush, To Ruth Polgrean, Margaret Minnig's grace- fulness, To Herbie Schneider, his brother Butch's collegiate air, To Dot Cannon, Pheena Michalski's quiet- ness, To Emily Kraft, Amelia Diksa's ability to argue, To Betty Howells, Jimmie Lannon's ability to take care of the class money, To Ruth Price, Marea Galla's art of playing the violin, To Lowell Powell, Nic Zochowski's dancing feet, To Frank Diksa, Frank Antonelli's excellent report card, To Rita Boyle, Gertrude Richards' way with the men, To John Brehm, Joe Kostaneski's seriousness and modesty, To Norman Noss, Richard Bonacci's place on The Student Council , To John Tanner, John Schallis, and Harold Evans' ability to recite in P. O. D. Class, To Alice Watson, Robert Saxon's strong carry- ing voice, To Edith Reese, Dolly Spangler's sparkling, bright eyes, To Phyllis Heckman, Helen Gonsiorowski's perm , To Freddie Dute, Jacob Klemow's beautiful, wavy hair, To Elmer Bair, Alex Mesevich's endless alibis, To Donald Barnes, Tubby Houser's ridicu- lous giggle, To Josephine Diksa, Doris Kraft's variety of dates , To Jakie Koehler, Harry Higgins' manliness in resisting flirts, To Eddie Drasher, Morgan Heckmarfs dc- m .,y,,., N ?Rwi'2Qi31 ' 2,273 M