Westerly High School - Westlyan Yearbook (Westerly, RI)

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THE SENIOR CLASS

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THE SENIOR YEAR BOOK 15 V50 IGI HSS SCE.. prophesy J Station W. H. S. Sinigar, India, Abraham Novogroski, an- nouncing. We take great pleasure in presenting to you the worldis greatest magician, prophet, and soothsayer, Mahabam Kahrir. Good evening, ladies and gentlemen of the radio audience. This evening, at the request of several friends of mine with whom I graduated from the Westerly High School, West- erly, Rhode Island, United States of America, just twenty years ago today, I will reveal to them and to the radio audience. in general what the other members of the class in different parts of the world are doing. During my extended travels over the surface of the earth and my study under the greatest seers of all lands, I have gained a knowledge of soothsaying the potency of which I will now display. Even now I feel the spir- it of prophecy descending upon me. The world is opening be- fore my very eyes. My vision is still somewhat blurred but all will clear directly. The first person to appear to me is-is Edwin Sawyer, our old class president. There seems to be ice and snow all about him. What can he be doing 'I Ah! now it is clear. He is teach- ing the Eskimo children at the South Pole how to play our national game of baseball. Apparently he is one of Byrd's most trusty companions. The vision is now fading rapidly and in his place I see two worn and weary figures, dressed in the garments of the ministry, plodding along a dusty road. I even discern their faces, those of Leo Spellman and Lewis Wilcox, old friends of mine. How different they look from their appearance in the old days when they were in Miss Endicott's law classes. Lo, and behold! a schoolroom is unfolded to my sight. And there is Madelyn or Brick Sutcliffe, as she was often called, sitting on a high platform in front trying to look very

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THE SENIOR YEAR BOOK 17 YM IO! prim and dignified. In the next room I perceive her bosom friend, Eleanor Daley, giving out the algebra lesson. It seems that their specialties are Latin and Mathematics as in the days of Quality Street . But who is the polished gentleman in their midst demonstrating dancing steps so gracefully? Why, it must be Albert Spicer. Judging from the way he is gliding around, I am afraid Mr. Mason, wouldn't even let him in at one of the Proms for fear he would cause a stampede among the fairer sex. It is rumored that his life is made miserable by the number of scented notes showered upon him by admiring young ladies. Now it is the National Capitol at Washington which looms up before me and there at a big desk I see Fanny Hill. On the door of her office is the inscription First National Physical Culture Inspector. . Farther on, in the senate chamber, I perceive William Daly speaking with great fervor against a bill introduced by Colonel Charles Lindbergh providing for traffic lights to regu- late aeroplanes in large cities. The scene shifts and the confusion of a country fair dazes me for an instant. Here I behold John McFarland being ac- claimed the champion greased pig chaser of Eastern Connec- ticut and Southern Rhode Island. John is surely showing more speed than he ever did on his way to English class back in high school days. The stage of a theatre is taking the place of the fair grounds and I see Abraham Soloveitzik and Ralph Christy playing the roles of hero and heroine in Romeo and J uliet . Ralph still has that sweet school girl compllexion which was so noticeable in his performance of Pyramus and Thisbe, many years ago. My eyes certainly must deceive me since my whole vision is obscured by cats-cats-cats! On looking closer, however, I can discern Hazel Morgan standing in the midst of her friends for I understand by the sign on the house that Hazel is super- intending the Bide-A-Wee Home for stray and stolen felines. As I remember it, Hazel had a peculiar liking for pussies, even in her high school days. Lo! a cheering mob appears before my eyes. They are listening to the eloquent speeches of Florence DeRocco and Esther Ellis, both of whom are running for the governorship of Rhode Island. The subject of the heated debate of these contestants is whether or not there is any commercial Value in running an airship line to Mars. May the best woman win! A temperamental young man with uncombed hair and a large flowing necktie, I find is Eugene Malaghan who, appears on the platform of a 'large spacious auditorium reading ten- der lyrics to a huge audience of young ladies. The poem which