Westerly High School - Westlyan Yearbook (Westerly, RI)

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18 THE SENIOR YEAII BOOIK FSI' V -- ' 1'l6 :1 Again I seem to hear the rattle of typewriters. I can see a picture of a great room filled with busy stenographers. At the far end of the room is a door on which is the inscrip- tion: Gordon Michie, General Manager, J. C. Penny Co., Inc. Michie always was able to realize his dreams. Ah! The door opens and Elnora Eccleston appears. She has stood by the J. C. Penney Co., also and is the General Manager's private secretary. Perhaps none of my dreams gave me a greater surprise than this-to ,learn that Robert Drysdale has been appointed Admiral of the Swiss Navy. Evidently Bob is still sailing along as easily on the Sea of Life as he navigated through high school. Here is another picture of Westerly High Schoolg that of Bill Tuckerman taking down the scenery after the annual Senior Play. Evidently the school committee has made him Janitor for the express purpose of having someone to handle the scenery efficiently. The apparition fades and we are carried into the midst of a Ladies' Aid Sewing Circle, conducted by Lucy Rawlings. VVhat a shock to find Lucy here! Another dream brings a picture of Miss Lua Kenyon at her home in California, writing an essay on Carlyle. Miss Hanson did at least one good thing for the literary world when she encouraged Lua's study of Carlyle. When that essay is finished, perhaps we shall be able to learn something definite about him. Slowly Ringling Brothers' circus unfolds before me. Beneath its white top, Alice Harrison, the greatest snake charmer in the world, startles the audience daily with her power over the writhing venomous vipers. Among the other side show entertainers are Agnes McKellar, the fat lady, and Frank Adimari, tightrope artist. What varied talents have come to light from the Class of 1929. There! Is not that a grand sight? A broad expanse of waving grain. The owner of that vast field certainly must be rich. Why, it's none other than Sheffield Greene. I have had many hopes for Shef but none as great as this. And they say he employs only women. Yes, there is Zilla Farn- ham repairing a thresher and that looks like Margaret Foley helping Ruth Kenyon to get the horses hitched to the reaper. What a crash and a roar I heard! It is the sound of the great ocean on the war path, and there is a ship pounding to pieces under its steady onslaught. I see another small craft just outside the surf. The two vessels seem to be connected by a line. A breeches buoy is being drawn away from the stricken boat. I can discern the small boat more clearly now and recognize it as a Coast Guard Patrol boat. Captain Charles Eldridge is succeeding in rescuing the shipwrecked

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THE SENIOR YEAR BOOK 17 we v ,W This is indeed a new venture for her. Among the inmates are Alice Miner and Katherine Estabrook, former members of the Class of 1929. This picture fades and my imagination carries me to the North Pole where Joseph Itchkawich is making his for- tune selling Frigidaires to the Eskimos. Joe must have ac- quired his salesmanship ability while employed at the West- erly Fashion Store. I am again brought back to Westerly where Bertha Beaudreau is supervisor of nurses at the hospital, a position which was gained after a long period of faithful service. A great improvement has been noticed in the condition of the patients since the advent of Miss Beaudreau. Among other nurses enrolled at the Hospital are Marion Crandall and Alice Ledwidge. I have learned during my fitful slumbers that Douglas Rae is a professor of English at Harvard University where he is giving a course in Browning',. Doug first became interested in the subject while a pupil of Miss Hanson dur- ing our old schooldays. How proud she would be of him! Nothing could be stranger than this vision of Westerly High School which comes back to me. Let me bring you to the typewriting room where Marcia Tutsch is conducting a beginners' class. She has succeeded Miss Endicott, her former teacher. Revenge is sweetf' according to Marcia. But what is this sad sight? My dreams show me that Bill Crandall is in the Bellevue Hospital in New York, suffering from a critical case of brain fever. Evidently this disease is the result of Bill's deep research into the study of Commercial Law. Dr. Tony Leonetti, the dread physician of the hospital is caring for Bill. I certainly hope and be- lieve that Dr. Leonetti will soon get his patient well started on the road to recovery. We should feel very proud that a member of our class has been accorded the most exalted position in our country, that of president of the United States. This important per- sonage is none other than Ralph Briggs, who conducts the affairs of our nation as calmly and unconcernedly as he formerly conducted the fortunes of our class. Now to my sub-conscious mind comes the vision of Val- entine Rodgers. She is being presented with a silver loving cup, having won a non-stop talking contest held in Madison Square Garden. Bobby, as I remember it, proved an adept in this art while attending school. This noisy demonstration gives way to a scene in the Paramount Theatre on Broadway where a musical extrava- ganza has opened, starring Marjorie Peterson as comedy queen. In the chorus, I find Ruth Williams and Elan Fain who have been added to Albertina Rasch's group of dancers.

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THE SENIOR YEAR BOOK 19' Wi- W -- -la-.1 crew. Where would the seafarers be if it were not for the U. S. Coast Guard and such heroes as Eldridge and his men? Now I seem to be in the court of sunny France where I behold Louis Maggio, as the American ambassador, pleading for the signing of the latest peace pact, originated and pro- mulgated by none other than Flora Richards, Congresswo- man from Rhode Island. From France 1 am transferred to Russia where Fred Dotolo is receiving tumultuous applause for his graceful per- formance of the Russian dances. Fred carries with him the one and only one-man orchestra in the person of Amedeo- Nardone, who plays with exceeding skill, six instruments. Back in America I see a vision of the headlines of a newspaper, Republican Convention Opens on Time. That most certainly is extraordinary news. The national Re- publican Convention, being held in Indianapolis, was called to order by Miss Marion Smith. For the first time in years, the convention began on the exact minute set by the com- mittee. Well if that isn't a surprise? Marion has certainly reformed. My revelation teaches that poor John Edmond has left the world behind and plunged into the African jungle in an attempt to mend a broken heart which he suffered in his Young-er days. We sympathize deeply with his condition. Betty Davis appears to me in Boston Symphony Hall, lecturing on the subject of Blonde versus Brunette. Evi- dently Betty has been seeing the world since leaving high school. Once again comes the vision of a crowded classroom where Mary Dolan is giving out a Biology assignment. Mary's great love for the subject was apparent back in those days when she was the star pupil in Mr. Sherman's class. Ah! Another beautiful sight unfolds before me. It is a vision of a small prosperous city and on the roof of one of the factories I behold a sign which reads Hopkinton City. In the center of the little metropolis is a monument stating that the city was founded in 1930 by Miss Bertha Kenyon. Bertha has certainly made her home town live up to its name since she left High School! A cheering crowd disturbs my peaceful meditations. Switzerland, with its winter sports appears before my eyes and I find that William Brown has just been acclaimed champion skater of the world. Junie has at last glided to fame. Ah! Winter has gone and a summer scene takes its place. We seem to be present at the Olympic games where Robert Bonner has won the pole vault, the deciding event of the contests. We are indeed proud to behold the flag of the United States fluttering from the middle pole. Bohn