Western High School - Westward Ho Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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of good times and memorable ufirstsfi Ahead of us lay our last year, a year of responsibility and superiority. But we wasted very little time in reminiscing over the past or dreaming about the future. All of our energy was concentrated on the present, in breaking every record set by other junior classes. We got off to a Hying start with the election of our class olhcers. When it came to choosing oliicers we really knew how. We voted wisely and well, if we do say so ourselves. How could we miss with ofhcers like President, Jane Beallg Vice-President, Doris Hamilton, Secretary, Margaret ,iunghansg Treasurer, Gertrude Drafts, and Vice-Treasurer, Gloria Congleton? We couldn't and we didn't. as 5 is W . ,rbi if T h i m, 721: 1' 'f -i' in X. Z ,'l lm 4' 7. T52 . Q- , I 1' , 7:7 H- ix 'g 42 4 ' s i N gf fiil.-f-L-' I -f+. -5 , f' C-.. The Junior-Freshman Party helped break some records. The play, given by '42,s talented actresses to entertain the Freshies was unusual to say the least. L'The Travelersfi definitely a hair-raiser, was a weird, creepy drama that contained all the ele- ments necessary to scare the daylights out of the audience-strange muffled noises, mysterious dis- appearances, would-be Boris Karloffs, and gruesome servants with green faces. Through the year, we gnashed our teeth over physics, determined to master the subject or go down fighting. We struggled valiantly with the orations of the Right Honorable M. Tullius Cicero. We wrestled with Gregg. But in the midst of our hard work, our dilhculties in one subject or another, we took time out to weep for Sydney Carton, a character who tugged at the heartstrings of us all. The Christmas vacation provided a breathing spell, and after the holidays the Juniors again took up the Well-known theme-uThere's a Great Day Coming. Money poured in for our first yellow roses. Another hit was chosen, our energetic stars and directors toiled long hours after school, we Time out went around in a constant flurry of preparation. Weeks raced by, a monthgtwo months, and finally -Junior Day. Our play HThe Romancersfi a delightful romantic comedy that concerned the maneuverings of a couple of old gentlemen to bring about the marriage of their children, was a tremend- ous success. The costumes for the play were especially effectivegpowdered wigs for all the characters, a dainty, full-skirted pink satin gown for the heroine, blue brocade, lace frills, and a real sword for the hero. Still flushed with dramatic success, we proceeded from romantic comedy to light opera. We lent the talent of 742 to the school project in producing Victor Herbertis Babes In Toyland. 1942 was proud to have its members capture the roles of Contrary Mary, the heroine, little Red Riding Hood, Boy Blue, the Spider, and several and sundry soldiers, dolls, workmen, and peasants. The music, the dancing, the costumes, the scenery, and the proceeds made the operetta one of Westernjs four- star productions. Before the excitement of the operetta had died down, 742 was in a dither over the Junior Prom- whether a Conga line was to be or not to be, the kind of favors, the orchestra, the escort, and the place to go afterward. By the night of April 26th, however, all differences were ironed out, prom

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dent, June Krickhan, secretary, and Gertrude Drafts and Miriam Shamer, treasurers. We were proud of our ollieers and pledged ourselves to support them. The election brought to us more than the oflicers of our year, for at that time we made many new acquaintances among our classmates who had arrived at Western five months previously. They had been marching along, not waiting for us to join the ranks, and were now eager to break us in and show us the ropes. They had many stories floating around about their parties and celebrations and their tree planting on Arbor Day. They often spoke of their junior-Freshman Party. Evidently The Florist Shop, a play presented on that day. had left a very deep impression of the spinster and her lovers. There was one day, however, that was more memorable than anywthe Freshman Rally. That was the day on which they ofhcially became a part of the school. We looked forward to days like those. which our senior classmates assured us would come. And. indeed, in a very sort time they did come. We were still forgetting our seats in the study halls when our great day, Sophomore Rally. brought us Sophie Moore, with her pigtails and her baggy gym suit and ideas of taking showers before the gym period. When we saw her metamorphosis from pigtails to president, we began to have hope for ourselves. Besides the play there was the excite- ment of wearing white dresses in the middle of winter and the deeper, more serious implications of our Sophomore Rally day. We had been at this time oflieially accepted as a part of Western. Teachers and fellow students, from the jauntiest Junior to the most sophisticated Senior, took us for what we were and tried to make us feel at home. Before long we found that it was time to enter- tain our sister year, the Seniors. at the Sophomore- Senior party. Evelyn Woodis Marionettes made a BIFIIIHIUIL Street and points south 15 What,s eookin, ?', line beginning for the party and one of our tea dances brought it to a delightful close. Our Sophomore year was devoted not only to entertainment, but also to some good works. During this year war had begun in Europe and the Red Cross was sending out a call for help. The sophomore Associated Biology Clubs sponsored a dance, which proved so successful that we were able to present a substantial sum to the American Red Cross. Before we fully realized what had happened, we had successfully carried out the first maneuvers of our high school Career, and vacation time had come. Should we like to go through again all the bewilder- ment, anxiety and new experiences? We sometimes wonder. We were midway... . . . When we came back to Western in the fall, we were not bashful, not boldg no longer bewildered newcomers, not yet benign old-timers, just juniors. Behind us lay our first year, a year crammed full The pause that refreshes

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