Westerly High School - Westlyan Yearbook (Westerly, RI)

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The Senior Year Book— 1933 nating it as the home of Dr. William Thompson, a fine looking gentleman walked out of the house, preceded by a most charming woman, dressed becomingly in a silver-webbed gown. We were not much surprised to find that their features resembled those of Grace Bliven and Bill Thompson. We saw them enter a large Packillac simouline, the wealthy class’s favorite mode of conveyance. Seated in the front of the vehicle was Edward Vis-gard, handsomely attired in a chauffeur’s uniform. As we approached the down town section of the city, we were irresistibly attracted to a tremendous flower stand, behind which stood Helen Giorno, arranging her floral bevy for the early morning business. Already at that early hour a beauty parlor had opened its doors, a placard announcing the name of the establishment, the Blanc Anze. The two proprietors, who were famed for their ability as experts of milady’s coiffure, were none other than Blanche Langworthy and Anza Rockwell. In a separate section of the shop stood Dominic Perra, giving one of his famous Grecian Urn haircuts. Walking past a most fashionable dress shop, we chanced to see a fashionably dressed man in the company of a number of beautiful women. We heard some whispered comments that he was Thomas Saunders, the principal of the largest high school in the world, and that the women with him were several of his most efficient teachers, whom we afterwards recognized as Evelyn Olsen, Mildred Hoadley, and Amy Reynolds. Since the requirements for an ideal teacher at present are beauty as well as brains, the young women, with the principal, were entering Mme. Jessie's Attire Shoppe, where a chic gown could be purchased for not more than 1,000 garnets. A woman rushed out to greet them, rattling off French like a true Parisian. She was, no doubt, Mme. Jessie, for she bore a striking resemblance to Jessie Smith, who had been so quiet and demure in her school days. What wonders can be wrought by the years! Just outside the city, we visited the f Solo-Mearns observatory where we learned Ithat due to the perseverance of a mathematical wizard, Ella Soloveitzik (just another of our many celebrities), the exact distance from our earth to the newly discovered worlds had been calculated. Putting these estimations to practical use, Dr. Dorothy Mearns, the greatest of women scientists, had invented an optoscope, which enabled us to view the people of those far away planets as though they were next door. This marvelous invention we now saw operated by two of Professor Mearns’ ardent disciples, Clara Peckham and Eileen Simmons. During our inspection of this spectacle we were interrupted by Amy Pratt, a messenger of the International Telegraphic Co., with a radiogram for me, warning me to hasten back or a rival doctor would soon usurp my entire profession. Fortunately we had by this time seen all of our classmates and were so cheered and refreshed by the realization of their accomplishments that even the thought of facing the law suit again could not deter us. Such is the joy of meeting old friends! —By Reva Novogroski. — 20 )S —

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The Senior Year Book—1933 limited to allow us to attend this superperformance. We alighted from the aero ball and proceeded to walk down the street as far as the main office of the “Cosmic News Review,” a paper put out hourly in order to report all the news of the universe. The office was on the ground floor and, on looking in, we perceived in the center of the room a huge desk labeled Editor, behind which was seated a woman, busily engaged in crossing out and rewriting ma-. terial as it was handed her. Whom other could one expect to have followed this vocation than our own editor-in-chief. Mar-celle Hammond? Her role was that of the most popular journalist in America. At two smaller desks in the background, Mary Straup and Annie Sturgeon were faintly discernible, perched in the typical attitude of newspaper reporters. In an open palace farther down the street, a fashion show was being presented by the famous connoisseur of women’s dresses, Theose Smith. The display was just beginning and the first to appear was a beautiful red-headed woman, attired in a robe of pure emerald braid. She was evidently the star model, for the moment she came upon the scene, all voices were hushed and all eyes focused upon her. What an appropriate occupation for our charming little damsel. Sally Hammond! Following her was a striking blonde, whom nature surely intended for the world of beauty, our own Denny Perrin, with an air of sophistication strongly accentuated by the years. The last to appear was Annette McCloy, whose gown was a perfect match for her lovely blue eyes. Among the spectators w'e noticed a dignified society matron w'hose elegance and charm outshone the costliness and beauty of her costume. She removed her monocle for a moment, according us the opportunity to recognize the aristocratic features of Dorothy Gould. Even greater shocks were due us. however. As we looked around wre saw a solitary man in a far corner of the grounds, writing feverishly and adding to the heap of paper already piled up near his feet. Since his apparent discomfort interested us, we walked over to investigate further. Looking over his shoulder, we found that his literary output was composed of amorous poems, but to whom addressed? At that moment the poet glanced up with nearly disastrous effect upon Kathleen and me, for who would ever have expected to see our old pal Charley St. Onge in the guise of a poet? Years can certainly change people, as indeed was only too obvious in this case, but who was the target for his cupid’s arrows, you wonder? Need you ask? Have we not already mentioned the star model? At first the name of the establishment in which we had left Tommy Horse had not meant much to us, but upon our return the appellation “The Home of the Roses” seemed to hold a special significance. Sure enough, standing in the door-way were Mary Rose and Elizabeth Rose. Though not connected by the bonds of kinship, they were affiliated by business ties. Just then, an industrious-looking woman, presumably their secretary, appeared. This time our guess was correct, for the woman was Lenore Smith, our former class secretary. At last wre W'ere becoming accustomed to wonders. Since our vacation period was drawing to an end, wre skipped the buttons to S and. with a rising force. Tommy w’as again high in the air. Soon it became unbearably hot, and we felt the spell of the South upon us. From our elevated position we could see the palms gently rustling in the warm, almost motionless breeze. We alighted on a beach w’here a number of people were viewing what seemed to be a diving exhibition near the water’s edge. The sea had shifted in the course of years so that the deepest part was at the shore, while the water became more shallow’ the farther it receded. We concluded that we were just in time for the final event because after his exhibition each contestant swam to the beach. The first we noticed particularly was Sandy Vita in a brilliant black onyx bathing suit, followed by Margaret Dotolo attired in a striking outfit of green galvanized rubber. They in turn were taken in charge by Hazel Williams and Julia Prizito, their trainers. We strolled through the residential section and just as wre were passing a huge mansion wrhich wras distinguished by a beautifully wrought doctor’s sign, desig- 19 ji

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The Senior Year Book— 1933 irgrrca Girls Alto, Helen—B. M., Business Maiden Arnone, L. Lillian—L. L. D., Lillian Loves to Dance. Barber, Beverly—N. N. H., Needs No Horn Barber, Myrtle— Tucker, Christine— B. C., Belles of Carolina. Berry, Dorothy—M. W„ Miracle Woman. Bianchi, Angelina— Desimone, M. Giorne— W. H. S., Will Have Silence. Bliven, Grace—G. L. U. E., Grace Loves Uninterrupted Ecstasy. Briggs, Alice—W. S., Watcher of the Skies Browning, Emma— Vita, Sandy— T. B. U., They Baffle Us. Brusa, Rosa— Carolla, Teresa— T. T. T., Two Tiny Tots. Buchanan, Audrey—V. C., Vender of Confections. Burdick, Alice—S. B. N. H., Seen But Never Heard. Cayer, Cecile—L. F. G., Little French Girl. Champlin, Marguerite—L. W. F. W„ Love Will Find a Way. Cheever, Elizabeth—P. O., Prefers Outsiders. Clark, Elizabeth — A. A. A., Attractive, Athletic, Artistic. Cruickshank, Edith— Rose, Mary— Mearns, Dorothy— Thomson, Jean— P. D. Q., Pretty Demure Quartet. Dean, Edna—R. I., Romantically Inclined. DePietro, Louise— Dotolo, Margaret— Prizito, Julia— S. E. L„ Surely Enjoy Living. Dinwoodie, Rebecca—D. F., Dame from the Farms. Durfee. Ruth—F. M., Flirtatious Miss. Fusaro, Eleanor—O. C. F., Our Class Flirt. Giannoni, Florence—F. N. B., Florence Is Never Boisterous. Giorno, Helen—P. D. Q„ Possesses Desirable Qualities. Gould, Dorothy — T. T. S., Takes Things Seriously. Hammond, Marcelle—T. D., The Duchess. Hammond, Sally — B. B., Beauty and Brains. Harwick, Muriel—W. G. P. B., Why Gentlemen Prefer Blondes. Hirst, Jean—A. D. S„ Always Doing Service. Hoadley, Mildred— Simmons, Eileen— T. T., Traveling Twins. Hoxsie, Eleanor—L. H., Light-Hearted. Jackson, Celeste—N. W. S., Never Without a Smile. Kimber, Heien — D. A. R. N., Diets Are Really Nuisances. LaMarche, Pauline—S. C. S. S. S. C., She Came, She Saw, She Conquered. Langworthy, Blanche — B. B. B., Bright But Bashful. Larkin, Sally—G. H. S., Greenhill Her Specialty. Lawson, Elizabeth— Rockwell, Anza— A. S. N„ Always Something New’. Leon, Ruth—0. C. A., Our Class Angler. Lenihan, Helen— Levcowich. Alice— O. M. I. N., Oppose Men In Nature. Lowry, Beatrice—P. D., Pleasing Disposition. Matarese, Lola—S. H. S., Sure Has Style. McCloy, Annette—L. Y. D., Loves Yawny Dreams. McCoy, Beulah—U. S., Unusually Smart. Nardone, Beatrice—W. 0. W., Westerly’s Oratorical Wizard. Novogroski, Reva—C. U. P. I. D., Can Use Powder with Ingenious Dexterity. Olson, Elsie—M. I., Musically Inclined. Panciera, Elsie—Q. Q., Quality but not Quantity. Peckham, Clara—A. T., Artistically Talented. Pellegrino, Rose—0. C. V., Our Class Virtuoso. Perrin, Alexzine—D. S„ Dignified Senior. Potter, Janet—A. A., Athletic Ability. Potter, Kathleen—B. S., Blushing Student. — ${21 je —