Westfield High School - Gammadian Yearbook (Westfield, MA)

Text from Pages 1 - 92 of the 1919 volume:

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I fi - QQ F1 JI Q GAI'II'lADlUI'l . s 1 O Alumnis et Discipulis Huius SGIIOIEIEE Qui Universam Sub Libertnle Pzlcem l,6tif:'I'llllt Per Jllstlllll ,l3911ll111 Terra et Nlari et Caelo lific Liber Annalis Grate Dedicatur A Plea for Leniency The evil lhat men do lives afar lhemg The good is QH interred wilb lheir bones. AY it not be so with us who have toiled dlllgently to make this Gammadion worthy of the Class of Nineteen Hundred and Nineteen. Our success you will mete out to us. If in the future, by your own firesides, you glance through these pages and smile as you live over again the days so happily spent in the Westfield High School, we shall not have labored in vain. THE EDITORS THE FACULTY HERBERT W. KITTREDGE Greek EL1zAr:E'rH F. ATWOOD Slmq-fhgml THOMAS W. BOWLER Lnfin, LUCINDA C. BRAISTED Business Subjcctq THE GAMMADION NELLIE I. BUTTON English f QHORGIC CLAIRE M. BREZEE Vocal Cult-Qzre DENNIS M. COLE Plzyxics, Clzemistry ,X sew 3 U. EASTMAN D00,i'Ii'IZ01Jf'Il,j1 , WINIFRED W. FISKE History, English THE GANIMADIUN ANNA M. GOODNOW Lfzfin, Geonlvfrgf NIARGARET HARRIS Z nology. Ilnfmy EDWARD R. HAWLEY Mum HARRIET M. HOFFMAN Business Subjvczhq LINDA GRAVES Matl1en1afif's THE GAMMADION MARY S. JACKSON English PAYE M. KEENE German, English lj ' , ,4n Zigiii QQV FLORENCE E. LONG Typezvviting IDA M. LYONS Vocal Culture WILNA V. MARSHALL F,-,meh THE GAMMADION ELLSWORTH H. PLUMER Drawu-ing FLORENCE E. PLUMER Drau-ring SARAH E. RIDLON History, English I RUTH H. WHITE El0C7lf?'07I t t H H t ELIZABETH YEATES Literature, English, ACADEMIC SENIORS ABELL, BEATRICE ELIZABETH 16 Dudley Avenue Girls' Basketball 125, Pin Committee 135, Usher Graduation 135, Glee Club 135 145 BARTLETT, FREDERICK SHELDON 11 Day Avenue Vice President 125, Usher Senior Prom 125, Secretary 135, Athletics Editor Herald 145, Host Junior-Senior 145 REST, FREDERICK WESLEY 128 Elm Street Sleighride Committee 115 145, Sergeant- at-arms 135, Picnic Committe 135 BRom2UR, PAUL EVANS 8 Mill Street BURKE, HELEN MAE 10 Crown Street THE GAMMADION COCKLE, ESTHER WILHELMINA 34 East Silver Street Motto Committee 133 , COE, ALICE EVELYN 54 Jefferson Street Historian 123, Vice President 133, Secre- tary 143, Prophetess 143 M CRANE, WILLIAM PATRICK 20 Highland Avenue President 113, Junior-Senior Committee 133, Business Manager Herald 133 143, Historian 133 143, Constitution Revision Committee 143 Z DEPOPOLO, NICHOLAS 12 North Elm Street Sleighride Committee 113, President 123 133, Junior-Senior Committee 133, Base- ball 133, Basketball 133 143, Captain Basketball 143, Literary Editor Herald 143, Constitution Revision Committee 143 DEVIN-E, TIMOTHY JosEPH 34 Allen Avenue Motto Committee 133, Decorating Com- eau , mittee Graduation 133 THE GAMMADION V EVANS, MARY AGNES 7 NONE Sfffff Statistics Committee C53 . f 3 I vi ' CC V FOWLER, DORIS ELMA HillSid6 Road 1 W .4 GURDON, HELEN STEVENSON 117 Franklin Street Historian C43 GREENE, FRANCES ELIZABETH 62 Orange Street Orchestra C23 C33 C43 HAMER, DOROTHY CAMPBELL 30 King Street Glee Club C13 C23 C33 C43,Banner Com- mittee C23, Colors Committee C23, De- corating Committee Junior-Senior C33, Decorating Committee Graduation C33, Year Book Committee C43, Gammadion C Staff C43, Poetess C43 4... I ,f 'I I rr- PHC-1 C, LA, 11.16. THE GA MMAUION HOLZINGR, JOSEPH FREDERICK 7 George Street Orchestra C15 C25 C35 C45, Treasurer C45 HUBBARD, DOROTHY WINIFRED 53 Church Street Banner Committee C25, Glee Club C35 C45, Vice President C45 C23 C ,f.f,.V,!LA or 5 KANE, EDWARD ANTHONY 7 Lewis Street Soccer C35, Secretary C35, Decorating Committee Junior-Senior C35. Baseball C35, Usher Graduation C35, Basketball C45 KEEFE, ALICE FRANCES 8 West Silver Street Girls' Basketball C25 C35, Picnic Com- mittee C35, Glee Club C35 C-45, Sleighride Committee C45, Prophetess C45 KENNEY, ORTA NIANTOR 52 King Street le-4' THE GAM MADION KENYON, JOSEPHINE MAY 7 Woronoco Avenue Historian CD, Sleighride Committee CD, Statistics Committee C41 ANIME KLAR, MARION BURGE 8 Dudley Avenue Glee Club C31 ' LINCOLN, KENNETH GIBBS Mundale, Mass. MAYOIQ, MELIBA LOUISE 14 Allen Avenue MCGRATH, WILLIAM GEORGE 6 George Street THE GAMINIADION MILLEIQ, IRENE SYLVIA 51 Holland Avenue Girls' Basketball 135, Junior-Senior Com- mittee 145 ,,L0.u,-L NELSON, HAZEL LOUISE Granville Road Treasurer 135, Glee Club 135 145 5 bbw V L14fC1,cc41. NOHNAN, JAMES FRANCIS 49 Mechanic Street PALLO, JOHN 24 Cross Street Vice P'resident 125, Picture Committee 125, Soccer 135, Banner Committee 135, Baseball 135,' Junior-Senior Committee 135, Usher Graduation 135, Exchange Editor Herald 135 145, Basketball 135 145, President 145 PALlVlER, HAROLD ALONZO 20 Fowler Street , EZ 1324: 5' THE GANIMADION PoME1zoY , LUCY ROOT POMERANTZ, MINNA 38 Orange Street Sleighride Committee 125, Picnic Com- mittee 135 East Main Street POTTER, MITRIEL DORIS 2-1 Hancock Street Sleighride Committee 125, Treasurer 125, Pin Committee 145, Sergeant-at- arms 155, Hostess Junior-Senior 155, Statistics Committee 155, Composer Class Song 155 LA , RICE, DOROTHA LOUISE 30 Bush Street Glee Club 145 155 RING, GORDON CLARK 32 Jefferson Street Sleighride Committee 125, Decorating Committee Graduation 135, Year Book Committee 145, Gammadion Staff 145 ,fran I TH FI GAINIMADION RoAoIII:, BERNARII FRANCIS Granville, Mass. Vive President 115, Secretary 125, Motto Committee 135, Constitution Revision Committee 145 SAIJII4, HARRY BENJAMIN 4 Belmont Street Soccer 135, Orchestra 135 145 155, Ser- geant-at-arms 145, Picnic Committee 145, Sleighride Committee 155 ,paid SIME, LEAH RUTH 30 Hampden Street .lfllft SMITH, GLADYS IRENE 116 Western Avenue ,f 40,41 My TAYLOR, RUTH GWENDOLYN 82 South Maple Street Colors Committee 135, Glee Club 145 155 '1'Ill'I GABIMAIHUN VIETS, MARION Girls' Basketball 125 135, Pin Committee 135, Decorating Committee Junior-Senior 131. Year Book Committee 145, Gam- madion Staff 145 UNGETHUEM, RUTH EMILY 17 Avery Street Treasurer 115, Girls' Basketball 125, Pic- ture Committee 125, Vice President 135, President 135, Alumni Editor Herald 135. Glee Club 135 145, Locals Editor Herald 145 7 .' Z 15 g, Yv'11,'f'J 'rxlbffef MJ 18 Avery Street BUSINESS CUURSE SENIORS BERGMAN, HELEN GRACE 12 Princeton Street orlul, ywo, ,diff MLK, L11 -A f 'f177 V, A-.. . LTAR1.soN, EVA ELIZABETH 27 Easft Silver Street ITALESSIO, FRANK Decorziting Committe Mal, NUR KI N, MARGUERITI5 KATHERINE 8 Westminster Street Usher Graduation f2J, Usher Senior Prom 121, Glee Club Q35 fziuuf? BREW, FLORENCE AGNES 21 Montgomery Street i 49 Taylor Avenue e Graduation Q23 THE GAMMA DION EMERSON, KATHRINA PEARL 15 Madison Street Glee Club C33 MD, Statistics Committee MJ AMQ, 136724 FERRIS, GERTRUDE MARTHA A Wyben, Mass. ,Q rw- , FERRITER, GRACE ALDEN 10 Lincoln Strut-l Secretary CU, Decorating Commiltcc Gl'!f1fllI?lllQH f2J, Vice l'1'esiclc-nt MJ. Stntislics Committcc CSU Gmnows. TuoMAs EDWARD I2 Ford Avenue Hasvhall 123 1333.S91'gea.11'r-af-a1'111S 139 141. Pll1lGl'lP1llll11f-'Ill C0l11l'llllf9G Athlotir' Associatinn C33 fill. Sick Committeo Athletic Association 143. Year Book Commitfee 147. Gammadion Slat? 141. Pin Committee UD HAMMOND, Do1coTHY EMELINE 15 Allen Avenue Prophetcss 135 'l'Hl'I GAMMAIJIUN l l HAWKINS, SUSAN MAY Woronoco, Mass, K1ss1f:L, STACIA ANNA fvffgfeyi 5 Fowler Su-eel LAM11, HUGH AUGUSTUS 37 School Street Second Basketball C35 MD, Pen Pictures C49 1 , LONG, ELLEN ELIZABETH 19 Belmont Street oieuezz, ' . PALMER, STEPHEN ALONZO Upper Franklin Street THE GAM MAIJION PLOURD, BEATRICFI MAY Southampton Road POMERANTZ, GLADYS LIBBIE 38 Orange Street Constitution Committee 115, Treasurer 125 431, Historian f3J HEDMOND, ALICE MAE 109 North Elm Street RICE, JENNIE LOUISE 8 BZUZGS Stl'69l' Glee Club C15 121 f3J, Year Book Com- mittee CSD, Gammadion Staff C35 l.L RUSSELL, WILLIAM NATHAN Montgomery Road Statietics Committee Q31 'l'lI li HAM NIADIUN RYAN, ANNA KATHERINE 93 Orange Street Usher Graduation CSD, Usher Senior P1-om 439 SAFFER, HARRY 92 Franklin Street Prophet on Prophetess 145, Pin Com- mittee 145 1 , .fddvagk SAMRORSKI, HELENA MADELINFI 21 East Bartletl Street' .LLM l SIIEEHAN, THOMAS VINCENT 6 Sackett Street Treasurer til, Usher Graduation CU, Usher Senior Prom CID, Baseball C11 f2l, Soccer 423, Captain Baseball 125, President 621 CSD, Business Manager Herald C33 STIPEK, MARY ANNA 8 Williams Street THE GAMMADION Woou, FRANCES RUTH Pin Committee 133 SUNDBERG, RUTH 55 Orange Street Secretary 121 C35 9 Oakdale Avenue r WYMAN, DORIS REED Blandford, Mass. Pen Pictures f-33, Will C33 ff Wm -t l W mm jaixy y H 0' N I? XX f ff N ,X- ff . .D ACADEMIC COURSE Y HIS 1 RY 13 N ' ,f s ' fm it 1 A1l x 5 2f f . - ' 2 it p I , J lim L ' N ,, . - , ,, , , Y N a beautiful morning in early September in the memorable year, 1915, fully one hundred students were headed towards the M628 Westfield High School, each one escorted with due pomp and ceremony by a very knowing Sophomore. Upon entering this preten- tious building, we took our first steps along the flowery path of knowl- edge. It must be stated here that the class of 1919 had, and has had since its early days, certain characteristics which some of the older pupils have been known to describe as Kelly Green, li admit that we did not know exactly what hue that was nor what it signified, however, we made it definitely clear to them that we had one characteristic that stood foremost and that was to be Abell. Besides we have for four years had in our class the Best boy. At first it was a trifie difficult to navigate our way to the various ports, Cclassroomsb, but by the aid of a good compass, known as a Sophomore whom we looked upon with great admiration CYD, we over- came all obstacles, Juniors and Seniors. Since that time there has never been discovered a member of the class of 1919 loitering anywhere in the building. We were severely reprimanded for studying at recess periods, but this was a terrible misunderstanding on the part of the teachers. They readily asked our forgiveness when they learned that we were not doing our homework that we happened to forget to do the night before, but were so interested in Latin and Mathematics that we longed for recess to come so that we could study these adorable subjects all the more. There have been times that we gave incorrect answers to the teachers' questions, purposely, for the reason that we wished to be shacked and to study in room 8 at 3 P. M. Somehow that room had special attractions for us at that mystic hour. 1 THE GAMMADION J One morning in November in the year 1915, we were requested to remain in the Assembly Hall after the customary morning exercises. We were very much bewildered at this invitation, but soon regained our usual pose and demeanor when we were told that we were to have our first class meeting. After a spirited contest we finally elected our ofhcers, who filled their positions in an able and dignified manner. Affairs continued in their regular order until January arrived. We then held a class meeting to choose our class colors. It took two meetings before we finally decided upon red and white. Of course it was only to be expected that we should take so long, since our class is so remarkable. We immediately began to prepare for a sleighride. The arrangements with but one exception were perfected: our chap- erons were not ready, consequently we had no sleighride. The next and last exciting event of our Freshman year was that day in June when we marched proudly out of the building with report and promotion cards in our hands, failing to hear anyone who hap- pened to call us Freshmen. The following September when we started on our second year of high school life, we felt that there was very little more to learn, but after we were given our homework, we quickly changed our minds. The most important event was our class sleighride which took place in December. This year we arranged the sleighride perfectly, with no exceptions. Our chaperons were ready when we were. Eagerly we assembled at six o'clock in front of the high school to Wait for the two busses which conveyed us to the town hall in Southwick. The next duty of our class was to select a picture for the Junior room. This we did with great care and were finally rewarded with just the picture we wanted. Although there were but few events during our Sophomore year, we deemed it a most enjoyable time. At the close of the term we believed that, since we had become Juniors, we had much work ahead of us, nevertheless we resolved to spend our vacation as enjoyably as though we were Freshmen. After a delightful two months' vacation we resumed our school duties in September, 1917. The following December the selection of class pins was called to our attention. With much discussion we decided upon pins similar to those of the class of 1918. After ages of waiting, so it seemed, the pins arrived during the Christmas vaca- tion. Since then we have never failed to wear them. From that time to the fifth of April we gave some attention to social functions. At first we wished to give a formal reception to the Seniors, but upon afterthought we realized the impossibility THE GAMMADION of this. On account of the war we decided to hold a simple, informal reception. This proved a great success and everyone of us acknowl- edged that he had had the time of his life. No other event pertaining to the class came up at the meetings until the beautiful month of June arrived. We must have a picnic: there was no getting out of it. At four o'clock on a Tuesday after- noon, J une eighteenth, we were on our way to Riverside Park. Each one had the whole sum of one dollar and a quarter in his pocket or in her pocketbook. We went with the understanding that we would not spend one cent more. A glorious time we had, even though some of us had the idea that the more money we spent, the better the time we could have. This was the last round of gaiety of our Junior year. September ninth, nineteen hundred eighteen saw forty-one Sen- iors making a bee-line for room 4. It is true, we were filled with pride, but we had just reasons to be. Had we not worked the entire summer and earned two thousand, two hundred fifty-four dollars and forty-eight cents? How much fun it was to work, but how much more fun it was to go back to school! After only three weeks of school, on account of the Influenza epidemic, we were given another vacation of six weeks with the opportunity to work, not the kind that we were paid for, but of a different nature, homework. On November eleventh, when school reopened, we eagerly went back again. In the afternoon of that memorable day of the signing of the Armistice we marched in the biggest parade that Westfield has ever known. The next event of note was the preparation for a sleighride in February. Day after day we prayed for snow, but for some reason or other it failed to make its appearance. At last the class could stand it no longer and finally decided upon a strawride, or as the chairman of the committee preferred to call it a hay-ride. Since that time we have heard nothing pertaining to this event. We have since learned that we should not take such trifles to heart. The class of 1919 will always be known as one of the most famous in the history of the Westfield High School, counting among its mem- bers, as it does, a Kane and an Abell, a Mayor, a Miller, a Potter, a Taylor, a Burke, a Lincoln, a great Devine, and a powerful Crane. No class has ever had, nor can any expect to have such a galaxy of distinn guished personages. Its future will be even more glorious than its past. HELEN STEVENSON GORDON -- -:-: Y ' ff ..-- -' Y Y 1 - L- ,f,, ,7--:-- iii' 'YAL -' iff .rer t it .I H L' :...- 1 A.:-Z Z . , V, f, If f I fltlllfmi f ' f ff - 1 l-1 we fswsieli i il ,LL 1 L W, l' 1 '- -f-.-...-- --f .,,:.- -- -v f - ELA -5. fi,-if--N 1: 'PT v ld ,,,,. ff , , l',rX H k , i i f T iff, fi: rl .li fX X, M D !Wyr'II.l K M X it .Q r ,i gi ,, . 1 - -fciin . ' ' H-el ' --aff:-ii-lf' 'f ' V -11ll' x,g,qs, , 0,1 av 4 l A f M. il l X lxifiiffififileii.-I-Q,,: '3l', 'fi A 'A' i,,,f:' .i iq '1 fnvvwnf, . ,I !'---- - , ERF now View the members of this famous class. Let all take in fun what I say, as you passi M mcg I 'd not hurt your feelings, for worlds, not a bit So don't bear a grudge for the joke or the hit. With Beatrice Abell wr-'ll now start our rhyme. On myths she spends the best part of her time. Her favorite hero A-Pallo is named. Wherever she goes, he is sure to be famed. Our Helen Mae Burke is a gay. noisy lass. You really should hear her talk out loud in class. She looks very shy, but you never can tell. That looks are deceptive we know very well. The horn in the orchestra Sadik well plays. He oft helps to brighten our dullest of days. For our high school paper he sure likes to write. To be a great poet would give him delight. You know Leah Sime is good natured and stout. She talks and she talks, but she's never talked out. She studies Biology and English Lit, Some sweaters and socks for the soldiers she's knit.. A farmer one wishes in our class to be. The boy, Harold Palmer, you know it is he. He notices all, tho' reserved and most shy. That glint in his eye surely none will defy. ! THE GAM MA DION Of tall Gladys Smith tell me what shall I say? Her lessons are all well prepared each day. So quiet is she and so trim and so neat. Her true, sterling qualities you cannot beat. To be out of doors seems to suit Josephine. 'Tween Hedges and Lane she is often seen. French and Latin she studies, and in Glee Club sings Society she likes among other things. Joe Holzingr aims to be neat as a pin. Beau Brummell of our class he always has been. He's everywhere useful, in kitchen and hall. Our parties without him would not go at all. We now come to one who will follow a trade. To work as a Taylor -ess her plans are laid. The boys, they all like her, so I've heard tell, ' But on one, by name George, she has cast her spell. Of Frederick Bartlett, our senior class host, lt's quite hard to tell where he excels most. He is short and jolly, and has quite a way Of liking the girls, if they're small, cute, and gay. If solving hard problems in Math gives her joy, Then Marion V's pleasure should never cloy. A Ring of sincerity in her holds sway, And each one approves her straightforward way. She's small, very cute, and a teaser is Mu. You never can quite tell just what she will do. She changeable is, as the Zephyr that blows. Yet everyone likes her, wherever she goes. Quaint, fair Esther Cockle, the farmerette maid, Since our Junior year in the High School has stayed. Tho' she is most quiet, a student demure, ' She is not afraid of the boys, I'm sure. Our scholarly Nick's a chap we all like. Through him we have oft times enjoyed a long hike. 'Tis true, that his trade is not chosen as yet, But some on a Potter are willing to bet. THE GA M MA DION They're almost like twins, our Lucy and Paul. They scarcely can part in the classroom or hall. When schooldays are over, pray what will they do? I know you can guess, so I'll leave it to you. A most slangy maid is Miss Alice F. Keefe. To prohibit slang, that would give her much grief. She is fond of her music, she sings in the Glee , And, somewhere I've heard, is just gone on Tommy. Our William McGrath, when he plays basketball, ls used pretty often to mop up the hall. His favorite pastime, when in English class, Is starting an argument to make the time pass. Miss Dorotha Rice. how she does love to chat! There is something quite wrong when she's not doing that I am very sure you agree well with me, A social reporter she's fitted to be. T-Iere's James Francis Noonan. a boisterous chap. With everyone else he is ready to scrap. Whenever he walks up and down in our halls, The windows all rattle and the roof almost falls. Now here in the line comes our e'er Reddy Ruth. She's alwavs behaving her real Rest in truth. Some day by and by she's decided to be A fine Red Cross nurse, but we'll wait and see. A basketball fan is Gordon C. Ringq No game would he miss, no, not for one single thing. With all of the girls except one he is shy. To talk with the rest of them he'll never try. They say Helen Gordon, who quiet does seem, When she is well known, deserves our esteem. She is what l'd call a poetical maid. To work hard on her lessons she's not afraid. Oh, Frances can surely learn poetry, too. She never forgets it, as some of us do. She always is seen with a tall girl to go. This girl, we all know her, is Evelyn Coe. THE GAMMADION Now here's Orta Kenney, a bashful lad he. What I say about him should not trouble me, For he's so quiet I'm willing to say Not to talk with a girl he'd go out of his way. The roll of our class boasts a Maid of Mundalef' Each morning she drives straight to school without fail We really do like her and I'll tell you why, She can be relied on, she's modest and shy. Along in the line comes F. Wesley Best. To all our class meetings he lends a fine zest. His talent I know, it is singing forsooth, And the song that he sings is Along Came Ruth. As housekeeper, Marion Klar is most wise. Her rare apple dumplings would win a first prize. I know a trained nurse she hopes some day to be, And she may, if we're ill, care for you or for me. We have a Coe -worker with us as a rule. She wears her brown hair in a long curl to school. And she has been chosen to prophesy true ' What someday will happen to me and to you. Our Johnnie comes next with his cute little smile. For whom? I'll not tell you. Just wait a short while. But some of you really I know will be able A certain young lady with this smile to label. Another right here is a Miller you see. We can Sizer up, just between you and me. She's tall and she's jolly and she likes to fool. She's ready to join all the fun in the school. Miss Fowler comes to us from out Hillside way. Last year she rode in an auto each day. Now Henry, her chauffeur, to college has gone, And Doris sure misses the honk of his horn. There's one in our class 'most as small as Tom Thumb. Perhaps tho', you'll think, I exaggerate some. The art of pen pictures is right in his line. This boy we call Timothy. He is Devine , THE GAMMADION She comes on the run, not a moment to spare. But, some way or other, our Mary gets there. I know by and by office work she will do, For she's up and a-coming and brilliant too. There is one who speaks with a soft Southern drawl. She wears shell-rimmed glasses and is exceedingly tall. Perhaps, you may know she's not able to sing. Her name, altho' Melba, means not a thing. As one mighty student we know William Crane. He never missed school, not for snow nor for rain. You scarce ever see him without a book, And at any girl he'd not deign to look. We come next to one who as Minna is known. In studying Shorthand she really has grown. Someday she will probably hang out her sign, As Typewriting also is much in her line. ' With Hazel rides Kenneth to school every day. You see they both come from West Parish way. He rushes about all his work to complete. When questions need answers, he can't keep his seat. Fair Dorothy Hubbard our banner designed. She sparkling eyes has and a manner most kind. In Glee Club she likes every Wednesday to sing. Her fingers are skillful in most everything. I thought 'twas a judge as I saw him approach, But on second look, why it's Bernard Roache. I will tell you this, tho' he'll deny it, You'll be sure to find he's ab- normal -ly quiet. This is the real truth, tho' it seems like a fable, To find in this noted class both Cain and Abel. Fd Kane is a joker, the boys all will say, As sub on our basketball team he did play. I've summed up the class. Some are large, some are small. I've hit some quite hardg others scarcely at all. In life as you journey, when schooldays are done, Remember you will all your work and your fun. DOROTHY CAMPBELL HAMER f f came to me If 1t had not be n for the meeting of an old class 3514545 mate, I probably would never have thought of such an entertain- ing idea. On my journey through France, I was compelled to spend the night at a little way-side inn. As I sat down for my evening meal on the day of my arrival, my attention was suddenly attracted by the en- trance of another guest of the inn. Goodness graciousl, I thought, who is that man ? He looks familiar. Have I seen him before? We said Good evening in the customary French way. Silence reigned for a few moments after that first formal Good evening , then he began to converse with the waiter. T WAS on a cool spring evening in France that my inspiration Garcon, he said, est ce du cafe pur? Je veux du cafe francais, et je dois etre sur qu'1l soit purf' I listened in astonishment to the young man's words. He was certainly not a Frenchman with that pronunciation. Surely I had heard that voice before. Could I ever forget those French u's? I stared across the table at the dapper young man with the little, close- clipped mustache and the merry brown eyes. Well, 'Tim' Devine, what are you doing here ? , I asked. You know me then ? , he replied laughing. Not until you spoke. Your French u's gave you away. I might have known I never could conquer them , he returned. Then, in answer to my question, I'm here on business. I'm travel- ing salesman for club-room Httings made by the Hampden Toy Com- pany, Westfield. Ever heard of it ? THE GAMMADION Indeed, I have , I replied, but I never knew that they made any- thing besides toys. Well, this is something new , Tim admitted. I've been sales- man only a year, but it has been such a success so far that I think I will follow it as my life work. Say, I've got something here that will make you sit up and take notice. How are these for headlines ? And he began to read: Mr. john Pallo, Noted Greek Philosopher. Weds Famous Doctoress of Noble Hospital Staff of Westfield, Massachusetts. Then Tim stopped reading. Well, he said, there's really no need of my reading any more. You ought to 'B. Abell' to guess the name of the doctoressf' Great! , I exclaimed. Yes, I can guess. It was pretty bad even in High School. It's twenty-five years this June since we grad- uated. Are you going back this year for the two hundred seventy-fifth anniversary? I've got an inspiration. I'm going back home and find everyone in our class and see what he has been doing. I'm going for a time-table for Paris this very minute! Good-by and good luck , said Tim . Ditto , I replied, as I started on my way to the station. I arrived at the station exhausted from my walk, and drummed emphatically at the window to attract the attention of the drowsy ticket agent. May I have a Paris time-table? , I demanded in a sharp and rather indignant tone. Oh, oh, to be sure , he replied. Then he stared at me, as if he had seen a ghost, and rubbed his eyes. Say, you're an American, aren't you 'P' Yes, I am , I snapped, and in a mighty hurry to get back to America, too. No, no, don't hurry. You can't get a train for Paris until eight- thirty. I think I've seen you before. Say, you're not Evelyn Coe from Westfield, are you ? I certainly am, I replied, and I know you n-ow. You are 'Hap' Alonzo Palmer. I recognize you now. You haven't changed much, THE GAM MADION but I was so angry about the time-table I'didn't look to see to whom I was talking. Now that I know who you are, will you begin at the be- ginning and tell me all about yourself away off in this lonely little place? I'm looking up the class of 1919 to persuade them to come back home forthe two hundred and seventy-fifth anniversary this J une. Tell? What is there to tell about this lonesome place ? , he re- plied sonfewhat scornfully. I'm the whole show in this sleepy little station, telegraph operator. baggage man, ticket agent, janitor, and everything else. However, this is only a temporary position , he added more cheerfully. They put me here to see if I knew enough about the railroad business to run it. After my eight weeks' term is ended, I go on as inspector of the railroad line from Petrograd to Vladivostokf' That's fine, I exclaimed, but you ought to take a vacation and go home to the two hundred and seventy-fifth before going away so far. Oh, by the way, I saw one of our classmates a while ago in Pa1'is. I went to a pharmacists to have a prescription put up and guess who waited on me. Not Minna Pomerantz! , I cried excitedly. So, she has at last reached her aim in life, a pharmacist. I wonder which is the more appealing to her, the drugs or the white uniform. I couldn't tell as to that, replied Hap , but she certainly has one fine little shop and is making money judging from appearances. Suddenly in the midst of our conversation, a long toot, toot, sounded in the distance. There's your train , said Hap You'd better get your things together. Yes, yes I shall. Good-by. Don't forget the two hundred and seventy-fifth , I called after him, and boarded the train for Paris. The train had been going at a rapid rate, when suddenly it slack- ened its speed, and came to a standstill on the outskirts of Paris. A conductor came through the train to announce that there had been an automobile accident on the track ahead, and we should probably be de- tained at least half an hour. At the word, accident, I noticed the per- son in the compartment next to mine get up quickly and go out. There was something familiar in the fleeting glimpse I caught of her, and I determined to follow her and find out, if possible, who she was. 'Down the track she went and I after her. At times I caught glimpses of a THE GA M M A DION starched white skirt and fluttering apron under the dark traveling cloak. As we neared the scene of the accident, she quietly made her way through the throng and I followed close upon her heels. Can I be of any help ? , I heard her ask. Then I was startled. She slipped off her cloak and hood and benft down over the little -lady who had apparently been thrown from the automobile when it smashed into the fence by the side of the track. With practiced skill this min- istering angel, with the red cross on her sleeve and a fringe of red hair showing from under her white cap, revived the old lady and skillfully bound the bleeding arm. ' Is she badly hurt, mademoiselle? , asked the chauffeur. No, she isn't hurt much , answered the nurse looking up from her work. Take her to my compartment in the train back there and she will be all right when she gets to Paris. As soon as the little lady was comfortably settled, I went over and spoke to the nurse. Ruth, you are splendid! , I said. You handled the situation wonderfully. Where did you ever learn it? Where are you bound for now? Wait! wait a minute. You ,are taking my breath away , she said. Let me look at you. Who are you? Why, I do believe you're Evelyn Coe of 1919. How did you ever get here? Oh, I just came , I replied. How about yourself? Well, to begin with I taught school, but soon gave it up for this. I'm doing relief work for orphans and I think it's simply wonderful. I'm glad you like it, I replied, but there's one person in Paris, I don't know whether he is an orphan or not, who doesn't seem to feel much relieved. I saw him in Paris when I was there and he looked as forlorn as a stray cat, but that was two years ago. Maybe Wesley is more cheerful now , I added thoughtfully. b Oh, well, I've been over here only six months , she returned blushing furiously. He is an interpreter in the Paris station now, you know. He says it's a great life and great fun trying to teach Americans French directions. He says he thinks he will stay in France forever. U THE GAMMADION I should think he would want to , I remarked slyly. Do get sensible, returned Ruth, and let me tell you all the news from home. I got a wonderful letter from Marion yesterday just full of news of 1919. She has a fine position now, Dean at Smith College. Helen Gordon is up there, too, teaching Literature and giving piano lessons. They seem to have wonderful times together, judging from their letters. She said Orta Kenney was there two weeks ago and gave a lecture on How to Run Reliable J itneys from Westfield to Southwick. Very interesting! You didn't know he is one of Westfield's best ora- tors, did you? When he doesn't have an oration to deliver, he runs the j itney. You know about the two hundred and seventy-fifth, I suppose. Are you going '? I couldn't miss it , I replied. You must plan to come. Let's all be together once more. Just then the conductor passed through the train shouting Paris Sorry I must leave you. Good-by and good luck, 'Ruthie' , I said, trying to make myself heard above the roar of the train. Hardly had I left Ruth, when I met some more old friends. In making my Way through the throng at the station some one j ostled me, and I in turn jolted the couple next to me. I turned to say Pardon, when I was stopped by the truly Americanized French of the young man. I stared again, then said Bonjour to them. A light of recogni- tion came into their faces. Well, Miss Hamer and Mr. Holzingr, I said coughing, will you allow me to escort you to the waiting room and there tell me all about yourselves? I've got just fifteen minutes to spare, so please talk fast because I simply must hear all. I don't know how I can squeeze all the news I've got into fifteen minutes, returned Dorothy, but I'll do my bestf' She and Joe were both as good as their Word. They told me everything. Dorothy had been all over the United States to try out her voice. She met Joe here in France and they decided to make it a company affair, whether for life or not, I do not know. Joe had been in a musical troupe, touring the continent some time before he met Dorothy. As their soprano had just resigned, it left a splendid opening THE GAM MADION for Dorothy. Although she had had only two months of it, Dorothy had already fallen in love with the work. As for Joe , he couldn't live without his fiddle. Well I must go, 'Dot', and thank .... Oh, you can't until you have heard about all the others , she ex- claimed. It won't take me a second to tell it and it's worth it. Muriel Potter is private secretary to the foreign ambassador from France. I forget his name. Can you imagine that? Well, I can't believe it , I exclaimed. Oh, you won't have to long , answered Dot. Muriel has been the butterfly of the class all right. She has tried millinery, teaching, most everything but getting married. Maybe she will try that if 'Freddie' Bartlett makes a financial success as a lawyer, or 'Nick' De- popolo comes out winner in the world contest for dancers. Dorothy, you're crazy. Frederick Bartlett, a lawyer! 'Nick' Depopolo, a dancer! Well, it's a fact , she replied laughing. 'Freddie' is having fine luck. The last time I heard anything about his work, he was pleading the needs of W. H. S. students for a gymnasium, and Marion Viets wrote me that he won out. 'Nicky' is getting alone fine too. He soon tired of teaching Latin and started a dancing class. He is now the best dancing professor in the vicinity of Westfield. He has a large class at Columbia Hall every Saturday night and many people say Westfield will soon be too small for him. Marion also wrote me that 'J oe' Kenyon is a teacher of Domestic Science in a girls' college in Pennsylvania. 'J oe' always said she didn't care about college, you know. 'Bill' Crane has given up his wholesale grocery in Huntington and is now writing Latin text books. I guess the latter suited his dignity better than weighing sugar , remarked Dot slyly. Oh, and since Mr. Cole's resignation, 'Ed' Kane has acted as athletics manager at W. H. S. He is also teaching Typewriting to the Freshies. THE GAMMADION And that's all I know , said Dorothy. I seem to have completely exhausted my store of news, a thing I thought I never could do. But don't let 'Joe' and me keep you. I know you are in a hurry. From Paris, until I reached my ship bound for New York, my journey was uneventful. Then I lost my baggage and, to secure it, was obliged to make a personal appeal to the captain. Imagine my surprise on finding Kenneth Lincoln to be in command of this ocean liner. He told me all about his training in naval schools and that his goal was reached when given command of this ship. He also informed me that there was another member of 1919 aboard and I'd better look up this classmate, while he looked for my baggage. I then asked where I could find him. Oh, hanging over the rail probably , he returned with a grin. He doesn't like salt water very well. I went in search of the victim of sea-sickness and found him huddled in a steamer chair, wrapped in blankets. Hello, Harry Sadik, I said cheerfully, what are you doing here? Making yourself miserable ? Bonjour , he answered smiling. Yes, that's about the size of it! I took this charming job in the orchestra on this ship and never had such a time. If ever I get off this ship alive, my little horn and I will go back to the Boston Symphony and stay there, where I have been for the last five years. Oh, cheer up. It can't be as bad as that , I said laughing. Tell me all about our classmates and forget your troubles. I've seen quite a number of our pals , said Harry getting in- terested. I heard from Gordon Ring a while ago. You know he started a big wholesale grocery in Woronoco, Mass. and will be a millionaire before we know it. And you remember Marion Klar don't you? Well, she is still in Westfield teaching Sculpture at W. H. S. Her brother trained her for that and everyone thinks it is a great im- provement to have this new department in the school. You can't guess whom I saw just before I left Boston. 'Jim' Noonan. I found out he lives right near me and he is the finest basketball coach in the city of Boston. His name is in all the papers. I'd like to see 'Jim' coaching , I said thoughtfully. Then I asked, Have you heard anything about Lucy and Paul? Are they still carry- ing out the fifty-fifty plan? THE GAMMADION The what ? , demanded Harry puzzled. Then he laughed. Oh, you mean the Year Book? The last I heard, Paul was taking his father's place at the Normal School and Lucy is saving his money for him. When that doesn't take up all her time, she fills the position of Superintendent at Noble Hospital, and they are wondering who will fill her place when she gets enough pennies saved. Oh, before I forget it, I want to tell you to stop in New York and hear that violinist everyone is crazy over. She is great , said Harry enthusiastically. You'll never be sorry for going. Thanks , I replied. I'll try to go. Good-bye until the two hun- dred and seventy-fifth , I added, as he rose to begin the evening's en- tertainment. The second night in New York, I made up my mind to hear that musician Harrv had told about, even if I had to go alone. I was walk- ing slowly up East Thirty-Second Street, when I was suddenly stopped by an exquisitely gowned young woman, with the latest Paris creation in a hat. She extended a daintily gloved hand and said, Why, how do you do, Evelyn? Don't you know me? In my joy and excitement at seeing an old friend. I dropped the bundles in my arms and held out both hands. Why, of course I know you, Mary Evans. You are just the person I want to see. How did you come here? Oh, I've been here for three years in the millinery business. Come and see my shop. It's just across the street. I've worked hard for all this, she said to me earnestly, but I've got the effect I Want now and it's a success, even if I do say it. Well, it certainly is , I exclaimed. By the way, will you go to the Metropolitan tonight? I want to hear that great violinist they are so crazy over. I Surely I'11 go , returned Mary. She is wonderful, especially because-. Because what? , I asked. Mary Evans! I think you know something about her that you are not telling me. That night Mary and I went to the Opera. Seated near the front of the Theater, the minute she came on the stage I got a good look at my violinist, and was so surprised I nearly fell out of my seat. Mary, Mary , I Whispered. Can it be? Mary only nfodded and nudged THE GAM MADION me to keep quiet and listen. I did listen almost spellbound and, when it was over, we both rushed around to the private entrance and gained admittance to her dressing room. Frances Greene , I exclaimed. You were wonderful. lk Oh, forget it , said Frances laughing. Let's go somewhere and ta . We spent the night at Mary's and had a wonderful time. Frances told us all about her life at the Conservatory of Music in Boston, her first hard beginning, and of her success as a famous violinist. To imagine shy, little Francie on the stage almost took my breath away. As for Mary, I wasn't so surprised. Didn't she always have the class- iest hats of any girl in the class, and didn't she always have the first spring bonnet in January? While on the New York Express to Springfield, I was musing upon what the girls had told me, when I was startled by the clear, rather high pitched voice of the lady in front of me. This train goes straight through to Springfield, doesn't it ? , she asked the conductor. Yes ma'am. Gets there at ten to-night , he replied. Hum! , I said under my breath. I know her. I reached over and tapped her on the shoulder. Hello, Melba , I said with a Cheshire grin. Come back here where we can talk and be comfortable. Tell me all about yourself and all the others in 1919 you know about. Don't hurry me. We've got plenty of time , said Melba as she settled comfortably beside me. I'm Principal of the Normal School in Southwick. Honest ? , I questioned. I didn't know Southwick had one. Oh, you are away behind the times , returned Melba. They've had a Normal for four years now. I came down here to New York to get some advanced ideas on how to teach little tots not to chew their pencils. Did you get any ? , I asked smiling. Oh, loads of them , she answered. But come listen to what I have to tell you about our classmates. Did you hear that Doris Fowler had taken the fatal step ? THE GAMMADION No! Who is the lucky fellow ? Why, Henry Smith of 1918. Before this, she took a special course in Domestic Science, so she has a fine education with which to begin housekeeping. I have also heard about Esther Cockle, Ruth Taylor, Gladys Smith and Hazel Nelson. I'1l take them in order so you won't get mixed up. Esther Cockle has started a hospital or sanitorium on the Granville hills for consump-tives. She is making such a success of it that, it is feared by interested parties, she will drive the State Sanl- torium into bankruptcy. Oh, and here is a thriller! Miss Ridlon's classes in Greek and Roman History are so large that she has to have an assistant and our friend, Ruth Taylor, is filling that position. Miss Ridlon says she couldn't get along without Ruth. She takes care of all the 3 P. M. sessions and help-classes, and enjoys it immensely. Before she ac- cepted Miss Ridlon's offer, she specialized in 'Bug' ology at Conga- mond Lakes, where there are so many specimens, but she says she likes teaching History much better. Evelyn, when you go back home, you ought to stop in and see Gladys Smith. She is telegraph operator at the Westfield railroad station. After studying telegraphy for a number of years, she obtained a position as operator in the West. She was so homesick she couldn't stand it longer than two years, and finally succeeded in getting this place, but when she came back Westfield had grown so it didn't look like Westfield any more, and she feels almost as badly as before. Say, did you know we had an author in our class ? Melba then produced a neat, little leather-bound volume and I read in gilt letters, Nelson's Legends in Prose and Poetry. It really took my breath away. I thought Hazel was joking when she started to write poetry in high school. Here is something else that will surprise you, too , Melba con- tinued. One of our classmates is a demonstrator for Aunt Jemima's Pan Cake Flour, goes around to all the pure food exhibits and that sort of thing. You will never guess so I will tell you. It's Leah Sime. I heard and saw her demonstration at one of the Westfield Pure Food Shows and none of the others could hold a candle to her. Well, I'm certainly glad to hear of her success. Why, Melba! we're in Springfield. Good-by , I said hurriedly. I'm going to try and catch the next train to Westfield. THE GAM MADION Left alone I gazed about in bewilderment. I could not find the Westfield track and, finally giving it up as a bad job, made my way to the information window. The place appeared to be vacant, and I stood Waiting and watching the hurrying crowds when a quiet, low voice aroused me. Did you want something? I turned as quickly as a flash and looked at the ycung man opposite me. Hello, 'Bill' McGrath! , I exclaimed. Can you tell me when the next train goes to Westfield and on what track it is ? Sure , he returned. In fifteen minutes, and the first track you see , he added smiling. I know my business to the letter. I ought to anyway. I've been behind these bars for four years now and wouldn't come out if I had to. I've tried the information-desk in a good many stations, but I like Springfield the best of all. Are you going home for the two hundred and seventy-fifth? I saw the 'Judge' about ten minutes ago. He said he couldn't stay away from Westfield. He's judge in the superior court here, you know. Maybe I'll know, I answered laughing, if you'll please tell me who was nicknamed 'Judge' in our class. Why, don't you know? Bernard Roache has been 'Judge' ever since he entered High. Say, there is your train. You'll have to hurry or you won't make it , he added. I did have to hurry but I finally got the train. When I had settled myself comfortably and regained my breath, I took out the list of 1919 that I had made after I met Tim Devine in France. I worked industriously crossing out the names of those I had seen and heard from, since that time. Five out of the forty-two in our class were still left. I My attention was suddenly attracted by some mix up in the front of the car. The car was nearly empty so I moved forward to get a better view. As the gentleman stooped, I saw the whole cause of the trouble. His wife's pet poodle had twisted his strap around her feet making her helpless, and then started to play with his master. Quickly smothering a shriek of laughter, I offered my help. I assisted the couple out of their difficulty and cast sidelong glances at the plump young woman, with the deep dimple in her chin and the large shell- rimmed glasses. Very glad to be of service, Madame Dorotha , I said in mock seriousness. THE GAMMADION At the sound of my voice her face became all smiles. Why, I'm awfully glad to see you. I didn't know you. Let me introduce you to my husband. 4 Westfield! Westfield , shouted the conductor. Good-by, I called back over my shoulder, sorry we didn't meet before. I n the confusion of getting off the train, I ran straight into some- body, started to murmur apologies and hurry on, when I was almost smothered by a little shorty rushing at me like a whirlwind. Oh, 'Eve'! I'm so glad to see you. Then I came to my senses. Well 'Al' Keefe, where did you drop from? The skies? Maybe I'm not glad to see you! What are you doing here ? Oh, never mind , she returned. Come on down to my house tonight and talk over old times. Now tell me, 'Al', I said, about everybody. There are just three people, who belong to 1919, besides yourself that I haven't heard about or seen, Irene Miller, Dorothy Hubbard and Helen Burke. Oh, by the way, could you possibly tell me whom 'Dot' Rice married? I met her as I was getting off the train. ' Why, I don't remember his name , said Alice thoughtfully. She taught school until she was married. I think he used to be a yeoman from Connecticut, but later established himself as a railroad financier. That will have to suffice you for 'Dot' , she added. I've gleaned all the news I possibly could since I've been here, and that's only two days. Irene Miller is running Mr. White's business for him. You know she used to work there when she went to High. Mr. White says she is the best person for that position he ever had, and the business in- creases every day. THE GA M MADION I have heard about Helen Burke, too. She is teaching Shorthand and Typewriting at Bay Path. She says she likes the work except when they have visitors, and that's four days out of five, but she thinks she will get used to them. Good for Helen , I murmured. She is plucky! Oh, say 'Al', how about 'Dot' Hubbard ? Oh, 'Dot' is about the same. She assists her father in his busi- ness and helps to keep the cash register from overflowing. Pretty easy for Dorothy, I said smiling, and I'll bet she can cut a slice off her thumb just as well now as she could when she went to school. Yes , returned Alice. She taught school for a year, but her father couldn't spare her so she has stayed with him ever since. Well, you've relieved my mind , I said with a sigh. I've been wondering what 1919 was doing. Now for the last surprise. How have you been whiling away the time these twenty-five years ? Oh, I've started in something new , chattered Alice much ex- cited. You know I began by teaching school. Well, I kept going higher and higher, like a yeast cake, until I am now Principal of a girls' private academy at Cambridge. And as a side line, well-listen to this. 'A new artist lights the horizon. Hidden away in the farthest end of the dormitory of the Girls' Academy at Cambridge is the designer of the picturesque and wholly original covers of some of the recent mag- azinesf Well, you're the limit! , I exclaimed. That's the last thing I thought of. Oh, well, returned Alice gleefully, you can't always tell. Come,,' I cried, let's you and me give a toast and three cheers for the class of 1919 and its future success! ALICE EVELYN COE THE GAMMADION CLASS DAY NOTES PROPHECY UN TUE PHOPHETESS RANDMAQ' said Helen suddenly, as we were gathered around the fire one evening in vacation, guess what news I have for you. You have often heard me speak of Katherine Madison and I've told her much about you. Well, she said that her Grand- mother used to live in Westfield, Massachusetts, and that she graduated from the high school there the same year that you did, 1919. What! a classmate of mine! Why, who can it be? I have lost track of the most of them, even those whom I knew best. Tell me, do you know her name ? Yes, it's-let's see, Cole or Cowles, something like that. That's it, Evelyn Cole. Did you know her, Grandma ? Cole? You must mean Evelyn Coe. Did I know her? Well, I should say I did. She was one of my best friends in high school days, but it's many years since I have heard from her. I grew suddenly thoughtful, trying to recall the years following graduation. How few of us there were left! So quickly did we separate that soon none knew where the others were g even one's best friends had scattered. Tell me about her, Grandma , said Helen, interrupting my thoughts. It's a long time since you told me stories of your school days. How did you happen to lose all track of her like this ? I don't know. For years we corresponded and saw each other often, but we slowly drifted apart. After graduation, Evelyn took a position as stenographer in the office of Lincoln, Crane Sz Co., a concern which had won great fame by manufacturing a most potent rat poison. However, the company soon failed because the poison ceased to be effective, and Evelyn had to look for another position. In Springfield she worked but a short time before she had bankers. lawyers, and manufacturers at her feet, each begging and beseeching her to accept a position in his employ. However, Fivelyn soon tired of this life. 'It's so unromantic', she used to com- p am. Her first step into romance came when she set out to tour the continent. While there she became a telegraph operator in Paris. She acouired world-wide fame by upsetting a plot to blow up L'H6tel de Ville. Soon after she returned to America, the Sunday supplements were filled with her photographs and long columns narrating her ex- THE GAMMADION periences. Photographs of a French Count appeared in company with hers. The poor Count had persisted for two years, but had received no encouragement. He had not given up however, and followed her to America in a vain hope, and although fond mothers with eligible daughters waited expectantly, Evelyn was plainly irritated. 'What do I want of a Count tagging along at my heels where- ever I go ?', she would reply to all remonstrances. 'But, Evelyn, it's so romantic', her friends used to argue. 'Well, if that's romance, I'm through', she responded with a bit of schoolday spunk. Straightway she threw herself into the Woman Suffrage campaign. She spoke in all parts of the country holding her audiences spellbound, and convert- ing thousands to the cause. It was with the help of her untiring effort and persistence that Woman Suffrage was finally an accomplished fact. Her friends begged her to enter the political field, but a simpler life appealed to Evelyn and she was soon lost to the public eye. I gradually lost track of her, until now I don't even know where she lives. I've heard nothing of her since her marriage to a young mining engineer whom she met while traveling in the West. I know where she is,Grandma , said Helen, as I paused. Kath- erine said that a few years ago her Grandmother, Cthat's Evelyn, you knowb, inherited a find old estate here in California and they have lived there ever since. Why, I'm glad to hear that, Helen. She is not so far away as I thought. We must surely have her visit us as soon as possible. Won't I have great news for Katherine! , exclaimed Helen, as she ran to answer the doorbell. And to think that she was right in this State all this time , I murmured. 'Tis a small world after all. ALICE FRANCES KEEFE THE GAMMADION BUSINESS COURSE HISTORY ITH great hopes gleat ambitlons we the class of 1919 began ! ' . ' 5 7 ' 7 I our high school career. In this exultant frame of mind we en- xxfgxq - . . . . . . 5.XAxx' tered the well known brick building in which we were destined to spend some of the happiest years of our lives. It was on a bright September morning in 1916 that we stepped within its portals and gazed up and down the corridors, surprise and fear written on each countenance. We were not left long to ourselves, however, for teachers and senior pupils soon guided us to the room of the Freshman Business Course. In a short time we became acquainted with our teachers, and ac- customed to our rooms and surroundings. Soon the routine of studies and recitations was firmly fixed in mind. The first important event of the year was a class meeting at which a committee was chosen to draft a constitution, and officers were elected. Very early in the year many were invited to afternoon tea at the early hour of three. Before the year was far advanced. every member of the class had received an urgent invitation to attend this function which, unlike most social gatherings, occurs every school day. Thus the days followed one another regularly with little thought of the strife and turmoil of the war that was so soon to be our only thought. On that memorable morning, April 6, 1917, Our Country entered the great coniiict which was then menacing the World. This war, of the greatest historic importance, will always be stamped on our memories as the chief event of our Freshman year. With June came the very welcome vacation. In the fall of the same year we again asembled in the Westfield High School. This time, instead of waiting for directions as we had a year ago, we hastened to room 16. Now we were Juniors. At once we began to work even more industriously than we had during our Freshman year. War was the topic of the hour. The hardships and the suierings of our boys in the service were the main thoughts in our minds throughout the year. Not even a sleigh ride or the formal Junior- Senior could make us for one moment forget the sacrifice they were making in our behalf. , THE GA M M ADION In keeping with our patriotism, the girls formed a knitting club. All were willing workers. During this year the purchase of Thrift Stamps claimed our attention and we, as Juniors, tried earnestly to do our Mbit. A Only too quickly passed the second year of our high school life. The following fall we gladly returned and sought with eagerness seats in room 15. We were now dignified Seniors, and the goal of our ambi- tion seemed just ahead. Scarcely had we become accustomed to the routine of school work, when an epidemic of Iniiuenza broke out, which made it necessary to close the school for an enforced vacation of six weeks. Night after night we anxiously scanned the newspapers for the long list of assign- ments in the different subjects. On November 11 the school was reopened. Early in December a special meeting was held to discuss the pur- chase of a class pin. At this meeting the class voted to adopt the school seal as a model, and a committee was chosen to interview the different jewelers with regard to prices. Some weeks later the pins were re- ceived. It was very noticeable that each one immediately fastened his in a conspicuous place. In January a committee of five from the Academic and the Com- mercial Courses was empowered to publish the Gammadion. The honor of declaiming before the entire school was another feature of our Senior year. In the early part of February we received an invitation from the Junior Academic Course to attend the Junior-Senior reception. This courtesy was appreciated, and the members of the class embraced the opportunity to spend a most enjoyable evening. f Now we have just finished the fun and frolic of class day. For the past few weeks the general topic of conversation has centered about the play and the festivities of the evening. Graduation has a more serious significance. On that day we are to receive the diplomas for which we have worked faithfully. There is also a feeling of sad- ness when we realize that our school days are almost ended. As we fight life's battles, we shall always remember those who have given us wise counsel and have guided us Through Difficulties to Victory. GLADYS LIBBIE POMERANTZ PEN PICTUH ICS shoulders when we were chosen to portray its members as we 'fgz-31-ge, have seen them during the past years. Indeed. the burden has been so great that our hair is already turning gray. Nevertheless, we have made an attempt, and now place before your critical eyes the results of our efforts a la Colomba. ITTLE did you, class of 1919, realize the task placed upon our First we mention Harry,-and wonder why he could never git up--in time to be in his seat-before eight-twenty-nine.-- Possibly the answer may be found-in Frances and blue-eyed Susan,-shy f ?J girls, who are afraid of the boys.-We wonder why the drinking fountain,--opposite room 33,-was a favorite trysting place.--Frank was never happier-than when surrounded by a group of girls,--who listened K 'D with great interest-to tales of his prowess.-Next we hear the buzzing of two B's ,-Helen and Florence.-The former was always busy-with Lawg the latter, with Helen.-Another girl devoted to her studies-was Marge Durkin.-She always spent two hours each dav-on her beloved Bookkeeping.--We will now speak of little Willie -who came from Wyben,--sometimes with Gertrude.-We wonder why on these mornings-- Willie was so cheerful.--Mary, Helena and Stacia--could always be seen-in room 12 at 1 :30.-Why did you loiter, girls?--Why didn't you take the machines home?-- Another industrious girl-found the typewriting room interesting. -She was sometimes accompanied-by Frank who was willing to help-Beatrice especially.-Ah, Truck! Your bright smile -haunts us still. You have always been--an obliging lad even when asked--to return to room 8.-Our treasurer now needs our attention.--Gladys was always extremely fussed---Whenever re- port cards were given out.-Maybe hers was decorated.-Our prophetess, Dot Hammond,-was very ambitious.-She liked f ?J Law so well-that she planned to teach it.-Ellen never failed to prepare her lessons.-For a pastime she attended all school games, -and rooted enthusiastically for Tom.-Next comes Stephen, a fair-haired youth,-who always was absent-when his lessons were unprepared.-He enjoyed making up back work.-especially English and Law.--If anyone ever prepared her Law.-it was Anna Ryan,-thanks to big brother Hugh.-Here is Alice, a wizard in Shorthand.-There is a rumor that she may become-- an experienced stenographer.-if Stephen doesn't dictate otherwise. -Two ouiet maids were Futh and Eva.-Their motto evidently was- Be seen, not heard. --On the contrary, Jennie and Pearl -entertained us by chattering at recess.-The echoes are still re- sounding!-In a front seat sat Grace,-who proved herself a THE GAMMADION model housekeeper-by her care of the floor around the wastebasket. --Maybe she was planning-to keep house for someone.---Who knows ?-Thomas V. was a pleasant young man---who had a pa- tent smile for his friends.?Where can we get one, Tom?-Last comes one of the unfortunates ,iDoris. Her motto was Wait and hope g--her ambition, to rival James Montgomery Flagg.- The other unfortunate is Hugh.-He always kept a bountiful sup-- ply--of paper in the desk behind him,i-when reminded it was needed there. Thus ends our task. We hope that no one has taken offense at our nonsense. All we can say is, If the coat fits, put it on. Otherwise cherish no ill feelings, as this is all in jest. DORIS REED WYMAN HUGH AUGUSTUS LAMB 4 THE GAM MADION PRO PH ECY NE day, a short time before graduation, I lay listlessly back in my armchair attempting to read a book, but somehow I seemed Mafia to have lost interest in its contents and soon my thoughts Wan- dered to my classmates and to what the future held in store for them. Suddenly, from the open pages of my book sprang a little fairy clothed in a robe like the clouds at sunset. My surprise held me spellbound. Presently, in a voice that sounded like the tinkling of magic bells, she said, I have been sent from fairyland to waft you into the land of the future. I was walking down a lonely country road. As I was passing a neat little farmhouse, the front door opened and three maidens, whom I instantly recognized as Pearl Emerson, Frances Wood and Marguer- ite Durkin, came running down the path, each carrying in her arms a small puppy. Lucky dogs l I heard someone behind me exclaim and, turning quickly, I was startled and surprised for there, leaning de- jectedly against the fence, stood none other than Truck Gibbons, Wistfulness Written in every line of his rather plump countenance. I soon learned that these girls had founded a home for stray dogs and cats and that Truck was their man of all work. What has become of your friend, Harry Saffer ? I asked, when with an effort he turned from gazing at the three girls. With his characteristic grin, he informed me that Harry was devoting his time to the sale of soap, and to blufiing people into believing that Git was absolutely the only dirt cleanser on the market. I was not surprised to hear this for well did I remember certain memorable occasions in past years on which Harry had employed his bluffing powers to advantage. Truck also informed me that Stephen Palmer had made himself famous as I. M. Wise, the sleight-of-hand trickster. I continued my journey and soon came to a little red schoolhouse by the roadside. Through the open window came the unmistakable sound of a child's wails. I hastened to investigate the cause. Creep- ing cautiously towards the building, I peered through the Window to see the teacher, none other than Grace Ferriter, in the act of chastising one of her unruly pupils. From the number of birch rods that hung on the wall, it could plainly be seen that Grace ruled with a high hand and was a firm believer in the well-known saying, Spare the rod and spoil the child. Fearful lest our gentle I 'Il Grace might be embar- rassed should she learn of my presence, I departed as quickly and as cautiously as I had come. THE GAMMADION Just outside the next town, I came upon a crowd of people congre- gated in front of what was evidently a motion picture studio. My curiosity aroused, I, too, joined the company. I asked a woman who stood beside me what they were waiting for, and, looking at me in amazement, she replied, Why don't you know that Lillie White, the famous movie queen, will soon emerge from the studio and pass us on her way to her car? Sure enough, the front entrance opened and Lillie White came slowly down the walk with the majestic tread of a queen. She was about to enter her limousine when she spied me. Before I knew what had happened, I found myself seated beside her. Then I recognized my classmate, Eva Carlson. She said that she was going to the theater to see Macbeth and in- vited me to accompany her. She had traveled extensively and had met many of our classmates. William Russell, she said, had been employed in the cultivation of rice in South Carolina where he had amassed a small fortune. He had then returned to woo the real Rice who was a famous prima donna appearing six nights a week at the Metropolitan Opera House, in the role of Carmen. Alice Redmond had entered a hospital in New York as a nurse, where she remained but a short time after a certain doctor appeared on the scene for When on each other their eyes did alight, Each knew without question 'twas love at first sight. After her marriage, she had settled down to the faithful performance of her domestic duties. Susie Hawkins had obtained a position as a packer in a candy fac- tory, but her fondness for sweets had proved disastrous for, as she was fully capable of eating twice as much candy in a day as she could pack, the boss had kindly but firmly informed her that her services were no longer required. Suddenly we were interrupted by the sound of distant music coming nearer and nearer. Soon we saw a band followed by a long parade of suffragettes. What was our surprise to discover, on closer observation, that the leader was Ruth Sundberg. Well, well, it was incredible. Never, not even in my wildest flights of imagination, had I dreamed of this. We finally arrived at our destination, the theater, and with little difficulty found our seats. Macbeth was played well and Doris Wyman as Lady Macbeth won many laurels. After the performance I went be- THE GAMMADION hind the stage to interview Doris and found that the change in her ap- pearance that I had noted was really due to paint, powder and a wig, the usual make-up of all actors. The language used in Shakespeare's plays had become more familiar to her than any other, for when the stage director, whom I discovered to be Frank D'Alessio, came up to inquire about the stage settings, she said to me in an undertone, Now, by two-headed Janus, Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time. Frank was able to tell me that Thomas Sheehan was on the road sell- ing Tinkham's Throat Ease, guaranteed to cure any cough. After bidding farewell to Doris and Frank, I entered a large clothing store in one section of which dresses were displayed. What was my surprise to see Ellen Long, as one of the models, gowned in a beautiful silk robe, come gliding gracefully down the aisle. I was, in-- deed, delighted to know that Ellen 'had at last attained her heart's desire, to earn money with the least possible exertion. She informed me that Gladys Pomerantz had met with success in her chosen profession, that of stenographer. Indeed, I could not won- der at this, for well did I remember the ability with which Gladys had skipped lightly over her shorthand notes. I learned further that another member of the class had been un- able to resist the glare of the footlights. Although Gertrude Ferris had begun her stage career as a comedian, she had at last reached the pinnacle of success as a member of the Ziegfield Follies. Beatrice Plourd's path, since leaving school, had been strewn with roses, for the fates had destined her to be a social butterfiy. Later, as I was walking aimlessly down the street, I suddenly be- came aware of a very stout woman walking along in front of me and talking incessantly to a fat poodle dog. The absurdity of this scene was too much for me and I laughed outright, whereat the woman turned to bestow upon me an indignant stare. This changed almost instantly, however, to a smile of recognition for, although greatly changed, it was Helen Bergman. She told me that she was an in- structor in a large gymnasium in town. I inquired for Anna Ryan and Florence Brew. Both, she said, had met with unusual success, Anna having become the matron of an orphan asylum and Florence, a missionary in China. After bidding a fond farewell to Helen, I discovered, somewhat to my surprise, that I was hungry. A small tea-room called Ye Old Maid's Tavern attracted my attention and I entered. One of the wait- resses proved to be Mary Stipek, and the owner, Stacia Kissel. Do you know where Helena Samborski is? I asked her. THE GAM MADION Yes, she replied, she owns a small beauty parlor in New York patronized exclusively by the most fashionable women of that city. Suddenly I felt a desire to return home so I hailed a taxi-cab to take me to the station. Imagine my surprise when I discovered that the driver was Hugh Lamb. We were rolling smoothly along the asphalt pavement when suddenly there came a terrific crash like the report of a cannon. A dizzying sensation swept over me. I felt that I was sinking. Awaking with a start, I found that my book had fallen with a crash to the floor. DOROTHY EMELINE HAMMOND THE GAMMADION PROPHECY ON THE PROPHETFISS HE other night as I came out of the Strand Theater with my chum, Truck, we felt, as usual, a craving for something to eat. Qjgijij Truck immediately suggested that we go to the lunchroom around the corner. Here we met a few of our friends and, boy like, challenged the others to an apple pie contest. Needless to say, Truck won. That night I paid the penalty of taking part in the contest for I dreamed of pie, pie, pie, and wild, weird, horrible fantasies surged through my brain. It seemed as if one piece of this appetizing pastry was larger in appearance than the others. I was horrified at the thought of being obliged to eat it. I looked at it closely. Gradually it took form, a face came before me and I recognized the features of our demure little prophetess, Dorothy E. Hammond. I dreamed on. In my visions the entire future of this fair maid was revealed. After graduation she obtained employment in a lawyer's office as an expert stenographer at a salary of 38.30 per week. Here she labored for three years, performing her routine duties faithfully and well. Then, one day a fine looking gentleman with curly black hair, and a complexion as dark as the shadows of night, entered the office. Mr. George Washington Lincoln White wished to see the lawyer on a suit involving many thousands of dollars. Dorothy's sympathy was aroused, and, as a result of the interview, she fell deeply in love with this fine looking man. This feeling was mutual, for the day after Mr. White won his case, there was an article in a daily paper announcing the marriage of Miss Dorothy E. Hammond to the very wealthy Mr. George Washington Lincoln White. City life appealed to the happy couple. They went to New York where for five years they attended all the great plays and dances, and became, in the course of time, well known at these places. Mrs. White did not abandon her literary efforts, however, and during her spare moments she found time to compile a few books of note on such sub- jects as How to Typewrite without Touching the Keys and The Psy- chological Development of the Theory of Business. Just as Mrs. White was becoming renowned, a great calamity befell the happy couple. Mr. White contracted a severe cold. The remedy prescribed was cough syrup, but a bottle of liniment which his wife used for her pet cat, afflicted with rheumatism, stood near by, and by mistake he swallowed a portion of this. The poison did got Lake effect for several hours. Then Mr. White died a most tragic eat . THE GAMMADION The sorrowing widow then decided to travel extensively, trusting, thereby, to drown her grief. For three years she journeyed from country to country. While in Berlin, matrimonial life again appealed to her, for, by this time, she had quite forgotten her late husband. Through a common acquaintance she was introduced to a curly-haired Baron. He had acquired wealth by perfecting and manufacturing a perfume. Within three weeks she married this wonderful inventor and became Baroness Schennderhaussen. As a marriage gift her hus- band presented her with a palace in Africa on the Ou La La River, Where she preferred to live the most of the time. Many happy days were spent in the companionship of her husband in this castle. They were not all happy days, however, for on one occasion, While out walking, her seven children were captured and eaten by a roving band of cannibals. The Baroness, broken in spirit, left her beautiful castle and, accompanied by the Baron, returned to Berlin. I was just about to visit her in this home when my alarm clock sounded its customary warning. My dream was ended. HARRY SAFFER RE IT REMEMBERED that We, the class of 1919, of the West- lield High School, Westheld, in the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, being of sound mind and memory, but knowing the uncertainty of this life, do make this our LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT. After the payment of our just debts, We give, devise, and bequeath as follows: First: To our principal and teachers, we give, devise, and be- queath our thanks for their guidance and patience during the past four years. Second: To the class of 1920, we give, devise, and bequeath the honor of occupying our seats in the assembly hall and in rooms 4 and 15, on condition that they maintain the dignity expected of Seniors in the Westdeld High School. Third: To the members of the above-mentioned class, we give, devise, and bequeath the pleasure of declaiming at General Exercises that they may display their oratorical abilities. Fourth: To future Freshmen, we give, devise, and bequeath rooms 3, 8, 9, 18 and 31, provided that they do not use their Wits to amuse others during class time. Fifth: To future classes, we give, devise, and bequeath the dress- ing rooms which are not intended to be used for social gatherings. Sixth: To future classes, We also give, devise, and bequeath our fine athletic record provided they do nothing to mar it. THE GAM MADION Seventh: To those who place play before Work, we give, devise, and bequeath an hour's enjoyment UD in room 8 at 3 P. M. Eighth: To the hungry and to the thirsty, we give, devise, and bequeath the lunch counter and the ever-flowing fountains. Ninth: To those who have blunt pencils, we give, devise, and bequeath the pencil sharpeners which we have found useful as well as ornamental. Tenth: To those of studious habits, we give, devise, and bequeath the school library. Eleventh: To those who like to while away their idle moments, we give, devise, and bequeath the reading room. - ' Lastly: To members of the school who aspire to literary distinc- tion, we give, devise, and bequeath the privilege and the honor of con- tributing to the pages of the High School Herald. IN WITNESS WHEREOF, We, the class of 1919, hereunto set our hands and seal this 23rd day of June in the year of Our Laord, One Thousand Nine Hundred Nineteen. Class of 1919, I BY DORIS REED WYMAN Signed, sealed, and declared by the class of 1919 as their last will and testament In the presence of us, who at their request and in their presence subscribe our names as witnesses thereto. HWY CARL R BOWERS President of 1920 ' 1 CHARLES B. QRTH, President of 1920 JOSEPH B. NICHOLS, President of 1922 R'A4mQt1lliQE ,' HELEN M. BIKE, President of 1922 class some -,- jfffgsa fg 4 L, :G 1 ltggifllg fr! J' A J ifjgj F 35 .NS f 'I l 1 -f i, lf -r f? . -Q-L... . . -e- 035' Iff1 'K Farr: F-'ig --E' f,gJ ,a!,r.l.I i 1 . . 1551.211 ii an 1 ' f J W F 2 'P' HW' ill -53 N, J-ml' J- -.. Q. . -. -1 5 I Q ' -L I - FFF I 1 ul.. Q t . 3 ev is mtv? 'ie 'FF jig THE GAMINIADION CLASS SONG N the dawning of our nation, With courage firm and dauntless faith, figijifij A band of pilgrims strong, Pressed fearlessly along. Refrain In the crimson glow of sunset, As they saw the first star shine, They found the strength to settle here In sixteen sixty-nine. As we leave our childhood pathways To tread the road of life, Their faith and their devotion true Will lead us in the strife. Refrain In the crimson glow of sunset, In the white of the first star's gleam, We find the steadfast faith to strive For right, nineteen nineteen. MURIEL DORIS POTTER THE GAMMADION IIUNUH PUPILS THE GAINILIADION I'H E GA M M A IJION r... 1 X7 fa ffl x - 1 ' H I1 ,. f 1 1 'mi' .r 1 W Q F23 5 ex 'f ' Q i ,H ' MM fi In ' f, 1 v , 1 M: V T7 XI, ks! I 4 ' L , 1 X :WV lh ' A . U . 1 YJ. :Mx N --W A' rl 'L ' w NW JnA , , mf 1' rt ju X X J.. xwlqkml !l1 ,M W A ,hyx W JM 1 MMNHWU 1, X40 EMdM,r1-YQ1W1 lLu ,.sg , Qqvf NMW glilmgjg J TII IC GA MMADION GLICE CLUB EDWARD R. HAWLEY CLAIRE M. BREZEE DIRECTOR ACCOMPANIST FIRST SOPRAN OS RUTH L. BAILEY '20 MILDRED H. BEALS '20 MINNIE C. BUSCHMANN '20 MARJORIE J. ELLIS '21 DORIS C. GRIFFIN '20 DOROTHY C. HAMER '19 ELIZABETH HYDE '20 JOSEPHINE M. KENYON '19 RUTH S. LANE '21 HAZEL L. NELSON '19 DOROTIIA L. RICE '19 JENNIE L. RICE '19 PRISCILLA A. ROBINSON '21 MARY I. SWAYNE '20 RUTH G. TAYLOR '19 RUTH E. UNGETHUEM '19 SECOND SOPRANOS JULIA M. DREISOW '20 DOROTHY W. HUBBARD '19 MARGUERITE K. DURKIN '19 ALICE F. KEEFE '19 EDITH E. FITZGERALD '20 ELEANOR HEDGES '21 ROBERTA M. RING '21 ALMA G. STEERE '21 ELEANOR S. WARREN '21 BEATRICE E. ABELL '19 AVOLA M. BANKS '20 KATHRINA P. EMERSON '19 DOROTHY S. HORWOOD '20 JOSEPHINE E. MALLORY '21 ALTOS RENA W. MANNING '20 ESTHER M. MCCORMICK '20 MARY M. REED '21 HAZEL B. SPONAGLE '20 RUTH WATSON '20 THE GAMMADION O RC HESTR A EDWARD R. HAWLEY CLAIRE M. BREZEE MARGARET L. BLANCHAR EARL W. FOWLER '20 FRANCES C. GREENE '19 JOSEPH F, HOLZINGR '19 HAROLD S. JENSEN '21 ANDREW PALLO '20 ALFRED R. SEHER '20 HELEN STOREY '22 LESTER A. TREAT '22 HARRY B. SADIK '19 LAWRENCE F. SMITH '21 JACK L. HALL '21 FREDERICK W. BEST '19 DONALD K. WATSON '21 D Director Pianist Violin Violin Violin Violin Violin Violin Violin Violin Violin Cornet Cornet ' Clarinet Trombone Drum and Traps THE GAMMADION BASKETBALL D. M. COLE RICHARD C. MORRISSEY NICHOLAS DEPOPOLO JOHN PALLO '19 EDWARD L. BIKE '20 NICHOLAS DEPOPOLO '19 EDWARD A. KANE '19 JAMES F. NooNAN '19 DAVID C. LITTLE '20 W. H. S. 10 W. H. S. 23 W. H. S. 50 W. H. S. 39 W. H. S. 19 W. H. S. 37 W. H. S. 22 W. H. S. 34 W. H. S. 16 W. H. S. 30 W. H. S. 34 W. H. S. 22 W. H. S. 17 W. H. S. 26 W. H. S. 10 W. H. S. 51 W. H. S. 47 W. H. S. 19 W. H. S. 30 W. H. S. 49 W.,H. S. 24 W. H. S. 609 1918-1919 Manager Assistant M ana gel Captain THE' TEAM Left forward Right forward Center Right guard Right guard Left guard THE RECORD Hartford Alumni Clark Greenfield College Alumni Springiield Central Ind. Yonkers Northampton Holyoke Amherst Greenfield West Springfield Northampton West Springfield Holyoke Amherst Springfield Technical Ind. Deerfield Alumni Chicopee Independents Gloversville Totals Opponents 1 V X THE GA MMADION BASEBALL 1919 D. M. COLE Manager JAMES F. NOONAN '19 Captain THE TEAM NICHOLAS DEPOPOLO '19 Pitcher RICHARD C. MORRISSEY '20 Pitcher JAMES F. NooNAN '19 Catcher THOMAS V. SHEEHAN '19 First baseman EDWARD L. BIKE '20 Second baseman NICHOLAS DEPOPOLO '19 Third baseman FREDERICK S. BARTLETT '19 Short stop ADOLPH W. SAMBORSKI '21 Left fielder EDWARD A. KANE '19 Center fielder JOHN PALLO '19 Center fielder THOMAS E. GIBBONS '19 Right Helder SUBSTITU TES EDWARD E. ABELL '21 JAMES H. DENMAN '20 CARL R. BOWERS '20 FRANCIS H. LYNCH '20 RECORD W. H. S. 1 Cathedral W. H. S. West Springfield W. H. S. 7 South Hadley W. H. S. Rosary W. H. S. Northampton W, H. S. Amherst W. H. S. Chicopee W. H. S. West Springfield W. H. S. Rosary W. H. S. Northampton W. H. S. St. Jerome W. H. S. South Hadley W. H. S. Amherst W. H. S. St. Jerome W. H. S. Chicopee W. H. S. Cathedral W. H. S. Opponents Totals THE GAM M ADION THE HERALD STAFF Editor-in-Chie f ELIZABETH F. ATWOOD Associate Editor NELLIE I. BUTTON NICHOLAS DEPOPOLO '19 RUTH E. UNGETHUEM '19 FREDERICK S. BARTLETT '19 WALTER H. SPONAGLE '20 ELIZABETH HYDE '20 JOHN PALLO '19 GLADYS L. PHILLIPS '20 Business Managers WILLIAM P. CRANE '19 THOMAS V. SHEEHAN '19 DAVID C. LITTLE '20 RICHARD C. MORRISSEY '20 Literary Editor Locals Editor Athletics Editor Subscription Editor Alumni Editor Exchange Editor Exchange Editor THE GAMMA DION T I IE GA M M ADI O N STA F F GORDON C. RING, Chairman JENNIE L. RICE, Secretary THOMAS E. GIBBONS DOROTHY C. HAMER MARION VIETS ADVISORY BOARD HERBERT W. KITTREDGE ELIZABETH F. ATWOOD THOMAS W. BOWLER f ,'. 15 1 -6 , r 1 , 'da . S fi' . '- , .. Wa f '- ' 41f'3Q.' 'ff l4L..f'f.-1' P . . ,.-, I V , .:, ...' ,:A.'-if-' -v.- , I J 1 V K E- 4-3, H I 1 T1-V li,3.,.:JVL,1,:1' :W ,iliirilg ',1. 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