Westerly High School - Westlyan Yearbook (Westerly, RI)

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The Senior Year Book — 1935 restoring pep, vim, and vitality—a quart of Scot (t)’s Emulsion daily to Bob Kes-sel, who has a tendency to become affected by the vicissitudes of mother nature. We, Elyot Menick and Roger Gould, will our Samson-like qualities as the backbone of the track team to Max Raithei, whose only strength lies in his convictions. We, Jean Robertson and Catherine Rath-bun, bequeath our esoteric source of beauty culture to Barbara Campbell and Betty Stilson of the Sophomore Class. I, Kurt Harries, will my impregnability and phlegmatic attitude towards the wiles and wickedness of the opposite sex to Ray Hoxie, who has displayed blushes as ripe as the pommes in Mr. Sherman’s apple orchard. I, George Greeley, will to all the tutors who have had the patience to endure me for four years a personally autographed copy of my new book, “Greeley’s Philosophy,” which contains such personal perspectives as “Better late than never” and “What’s the difference as long as everybody’s happy.” I, George Wildes, bestow my perpetual levity and unfailing good humor in the face of adverse circumstances upon the smuggling Sophomores, along with the immortal words of the effervescent Mi-cawber, “Nil Desperandum. We, Gertrude LaMarche and Dorothy Clarke, bequeath our years of experience as accomplished danseuses to Jean Mac-Laren and Helen Leon. I, William Lamb, bequeath my educated scent for school scandal to Edgar Goff, my successor, with the hope that he is clever enough to escape Mr. Mason’s hypocritical eye. I, Ethel Maines, bestow my ability in the languages on Mary Pothier of the Junior Class. I, Arthur Beaudreau, will a redolent lily to every unfortunate afflicted with the incurable condition Latinosis to which I have already succumbed. I, George French, bequeath my aesthetic sense in appreciating the rhythmical and metrical language of the poets to Joseph Bianchi, who has confided to me his desire to become a second Wordsworth. We, Genio Waters and Donald Crandall, will to all those interested our limited supply of pamphlets on the rehabilitation of the debilitated race of six-legged salamanders. I, Henry Bacon, bestow my theological knowledge on James Fusaro, who recently declared his intention of becoming a minister. I, Elizabeth Ferguson, bequeath my full, resonant voice to all aspirants for the Glee Club. We, Edward Wood and Thomas Broad-foot, will our ability on the diamond to Everett Peduzzi and Louis Dotolo, who are endeavoring to follow in our footsteps. I, Chester Novak, bestow my title, “Duke of Wyoming,” on “Murphey” Mof-fet, who also shows strains of royalty. I. Douglas Gardiner, bequeath my huge muscles, the result of stretching rubber bands, to Billy Laing, who is rapidly degenerating into a physical wreck from playing the strenuous game of ping pong. We, Skipper Gavitt and Bowen Briggs, will to all future inhabitants of Room 10 our own viscous secretions of gum with which we lured unsuspecting Diptera into the labyrinths of our inkwells. I, Alfred Sculco, bequeath to posterity my commentaries on asteroids, mastoids, and tabloids which are unrivaled for sheer genius of expression and originality. We hereby decree Miss Jane B. Stanton, our oracle on all affairs, who is directly responsible for elevating the drama at W. H. S. to its present high standard, sole executrix of this, our last will and testament. In witness whereof, we, the Class of 1935, do hereby swear that the above mentioned is our ultimate will and testament and to this end we set our hand and seal on this 17th day of June, in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and thirty-five. —Joseph Walthers. Counsellor-at-Law. -«s( 17 )►—

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The Senior Year Book — 1935 (Class ifliU AS authorized plenipotentiary of the Class of 1935, the lugubrious and staid obligation of ceramacizing and publishing this, its last will and testament, devolves upon me. We, the Class of 1935, on the eve of deviating from the security, sedantariness, and solicitude of erudite life and being of sound mental and physical health, do hereby proclaim to all intimately concerned, this, our last will and testament, precluding all previous facsimiles or extemporaneous references associated with us in any form. Article 1. We, the Senior Class, extend to our benignant faculty our sincere regrets for past actions and the deepest consolations and condolences for future matriculates. Art. 2. To Mr. Mason, our highly respected and laudable principal, we bequeath a talented array of adept gum-scrapers, products of our masticatory influence. Art. 3. To Mr. Sherman, our psychological biologist, we bequeath a new skeleton, appropriately christened “Bony”, whose wholesome taciturnity, we hope, will have a tranquilizing effect on the garrulous and mercurial inclinations of his wards. Art. 4. To the Juniors we leave our infallible genius for evading failure by mass cooperation, in the hope that they may avoid being subjected to the arduous difficulties of tautology. Art. 5. To the Sophomores (may their tribe decrease) we bestow a prolific supply of brotherly advice and the desire that they adhere to the three requisities of their existence, inferiority, inconspicuousness, and unobtrusiveness. Art. 6. Our individual endowments, spiritual, moral, or mundane, together with miscellaneous ramifications, shall be allotted as follows: We, Esther Crandall and Janet Coleman, will our compatibility with the male contingent to Mary Donati and Doris Pierce, who have evinced a shyness and aversion to their company. I, George Anderson, bequeath a plethora of tissue to Roland Stone whose emaciated frame is sadly in need of repair. 1, Allen Cornell, bequeath my position as office boy to Maud” Holliday, who has been my faithful understudy in this itinerant profession. We, Stephen Chernasky, Joseph Cel-estino, Thomas Wills, and Charles Larkin, leave our court skill to the remnant of the basketball team and particularly to Sam Larkin, who, with his combined readiness, will probably go down in history. I, Devere Kuehn, bestow the unbesmirched title of “Moose” upon Dory Pan-ciera, whose perpetually forlorn expression warrants this appellation. We. Joseph Gormaily and William Max-son, bequeath the sum total of our mathematical cognition to Archie Dubuque, who admits he is baffled by that Archimedean subject. We, Natalie Sherman and Cathryn Farrell, bequeath our dramatic interpretations to all future players in the hope that they will inspire them to even greater heights. I, Donald Graham, bequeath six bottles of Cod Liver Oil to the prospective president of the next Senior Class with the suggestion that he make full use of the powers invested in them before conducting a class meeting. I, John Gilchrist, leave my complete repertoire of witty ejaculations, etc., to Palmer Williams, who is trying hard to duplicate them but is only half-way there. I, Andrew Low, with all the munificence and generosity characteristic of us Scots, bequeath my own economical remedy for 16 )8» -

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