Westerly High School - Westlyan Yearbook (Westerly, RI)

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The Senior Year Book.—1932 14 (We hope the public appreciated “The Enemy” as much as our faculty did.) SCENE V (Assembly Hall—Special Meeting of Seniors, April, 1932) Mr. Mason (addressing us)—“After long and thorough computing of averages, we are able to announce our highest scholastic honors for the past four years. Your valedictorian is Dorothy Crandall and your salutatorian, Theresa Mata-rese; both of these girls have worked faithfully and won their rewards honestly. “Those elected to the R. I. S. H. Society for this year are as follows: Laura Walker, Althelina Capalbo, Mary Savy, Marion Brujidage, Theresa Matarese, Dorothy McKay, Dorothy Crandall, Grace Sunderland, Julius La Pietra, Anna Sisson, Ruth Kennedy, Rhoda Pengelley, Ralph Bliven, John Murano, Dorothy Rodger, Louis Trebisacci, and Virginia Roffo. “May I congratulate you, young people, upon your excellent work?” Exeunt EPILOGUE Thus the circle of the years is completed and we find ourselves again where we began—considering the matter of scholarship; and what could be more fitting in Westerly High School, the highest educational institution of the town of Westerly? In the early days of our training, we began to realize something of the value of mental growth. Now we realize it even more truly. As Freshmen, we opened the doors to knowledge, and though, in the literal sense, those well-worn doors, have closed behind us, the doors of our minds have been pushed ajar and we know that they will never close as long as these cherished memories remain. Finis. Virginia Murray.

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r v mmm Nwk v Class JjJrspI ni WWWWl 7 A Centuries ago in a high tower of every castle across the sea, there lived the astrologer of the region. He was known as the prophet, wizard, or seer of the duchy. Dressed in his long black robe and skullcap, surrounded by strange instruments which no one save himself could understand, he would foretell the destinies of men, armies, and even of the kingdoms themselves, through his almost uncanny knowledge of the stars. We astrologers have wisely counseled some of the most prominent men of the country concerning certain of their gravest, most momentous undertakings and speculations. Why, it was only last summer that Henry Ford came to consult me as to whether the stars were favorable to his placing the new V-8 model on the market. I found that the heavenly influences were most favorable to the venture, and thus he acted upon my advice. As an astrologer, I, of course, realize the grave responsibility such a gift places on my shoulders, and feel that it is only fair that I use it, not only for my own profit, but for the help and advantage of my beloved classmates. Therefore, I have taken it upon myself to read your destinies, and I shall give you the results absolutely free of charge. Bear with me patiently, then, while I reveal to you the secrets of your lives as I have seen them in the stars. The first scene which comes to my vision is that of the shining capitol at Washington, D. C., but the beauty of the scene is somewhat marred by loud shouting which seems to be coming from the Senate chamber. My, this seems like old times! Donald McKellar and Robert Lepper are arguing. One is a Republican, the other a Democrat, and between their old love of argument, and the illimitable powers of debate in the Senate, they have already kept the session three weeks beyond the usual length.