Westerly High School - Westlyan Yearbook (Westerly, RI)

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THE SENIOR YEAR BOOK 21 val' - - flew My boyhood friend, Arthur Gervasini, now comes into view as the newly-elected honorary president of the Lady Hairdressers' Union . We always did know that Arthur was duly appreciated by the gentler sex and this is added proof. No place of business visited in this mental peregrination has disclosed the whereabouts of four of my classmates: Eliza- beth and Catherine Roan, Helen Cherry, and Helen Wills but the mystery is clearing up as I gaze upon four happy homes, each with its gay garden and cheerful hearth fire. May the fortune of every member of our dear class of 1928 be as pros- perous and contented as the scenes before me! But they fade. The spirit of prophecy departs! The heavy veil of mystery is again drawn! I can reveal no more. Ladies and Gentlemen of the radio audience you have just been listening to a prophecy given by Mr. Mahahm Kah- rinseer, of India. Station W. H. S. Sinigar, India, now signs off at 9 :35 P. M. Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Charles K. Campbell. Women drivers insist magnanimously that they only expect half of the road 1 It's comforting to know that, but still, it would be nice in emergencies if they could decide which half it is that they want. Officer on the bank- Hey, you! No swimming in the reservoir. I'm gonna arrest you as soon as you get out. Man in the Reservoir- Ha-ha! That's one on you. I'm not coming out. Officer- Why not? Man-'Tm committing suicide. Percy- Well, we've stopped the crime wave in Scotland. Fred- Fine How did you do it '? Percy- By charging for room and board in the jails.

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20 THE SENIOR YEAR BOOK 2471! HGV Will you now enter with me the office of the Panciera, Collings, and Coduri Company at Thompson's Corners? These three enterprising young ladies have invented an altogether new kind of pencil which is absolutely guaranteed not to bend, buckle, twist, rust, melt, freeze, or in any way hurt the tender membranes of the fingers and mouth. These pencils, by the way, have just been installed in the Westerly High School. The office of the before-mentioned company is most fortunate in having as errand girl Mary Turco, who well proved her ef- ficiency in that capacity during physical training periods when she was a senior. Our old friend Herman Miner has obtained through his industry and perseverance the enviable position of president of the Washington Trust Company. It is interesting to note that Mr. Miner rather pendantically insists on every one's addressing him as Most Honorable Sir . The metropolis now fades and I behold in the distance Lantern Hill, where the little mud hut of Ellery Fisher, the hermit, is situated. Five years ago when he went into his retirement, he made the statement that he never wanted to see another woman as long as he lived for when he was near them, he always felt nervous and embarrassed. How this ragged, unkempt, man differs from the dashing Bud Fisher of high school days! The atmosphere is becoming noisy and confused as I enter the dangerous ward of an insane hospital. And here is poor Edwina Matthews gone crazy from over study. When the wild desire to conjugate French verbs comes over her, she has to be chained down because of her violence. The reverend halls of Yale University now appear. And can this be Grace Walton who is head of the physics depart- ment? Grace certainly has had experience with the youth of the land, though, for she was the only girl in our high school physics class. I now behold a totally different and much more frivolous scene, a cabaret in New York, with Beatrice Silverstein as a solo dancer. A great change has certaidly come over our Beatrice. Not always is the child the father of the man. Again, the cabaret vanishes and its place is taken by the dock of a large ocean liner. Here stands Herbert Hinchliffe, the boss stevedore, driving his men with utmost cruelty. Some- thing should be done to check such unnecessary harshness. I now feel myself sinking-sinking down into the depths until I am surrounded by walls of stone. Where can it be? Oh yes, back in Westerly again in the new granite quarry dis- covered by Ethel Winterbottom, Elvira Giannoni, Josephine Guiliano, and Isabel Steadman. Their company is unique in that it employs only women workers.

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