Westfield High School - Weather Vane Yearbook (Westfield, NJ)

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THE WEATHER VANE 17 year. 1922. Tennent Taylor was Captain of the Debating team, and Kenneth Pel-ton and Harold Schaefer were his colleagues. Our Junior Class party was given in December, 1920. We entertained the seniors at our Hop the following June. Among other activities we presented our Junior play. This was called “Spreading the News,” and was directed by Miss Brainard. We are the only class that has ever given a play in the third year. Several months later we were responsible for reviving the custom of having Junior Day. The program consisted of a Julius Caesar Comedy, comical songs, and the class song and cheer. Qur Senior year started off with everyone “full of pep.” Early in the fall, the month after school opened, we went on an all day picnic to Spring Lake. This started a spirit of co-operation which has been maintained throughout the year. On February third and fourth, we presented our Senior Play, “Clarence. Its success was due to Miss Albcr. the coach ; to the cast and other members of the class who assisted in obtaining properties and helped with the lighting and stage setting. Westfield I ligh School has given some splendid plays and we feel that our class has given additional cause for favorable criticism. In the spring Miss Grace Sage and Miss Emily Day gave a concert under our auspices. We are sure that those who heard these artists will give them a hearty welcome if they come to this town again. Our Senior Day was a record-breaker. It was an all day affair. We came to school dressed as infants and carried dolls and teddy-bears. In the afternoon, we entertained the school and our friends with our famous Alphabet Tragedy, a scene from “Sing-Sing,” “Cutie” from the “Blue Kitten. a fake boxing bout, and our song and cbeer. The whole school entered into our spirit so that we were able to make it a memorable day. Throughout our High School life, we have ranked in sports. Many of our members have played on the football, basketball and baseball teams. In 1920 the girl’s team of W. H. S. won the county championship and in 1921 they won the state championship. This would have been impossible, had not the girls of our class done such admirable work. Alice Wright, our star forward, has won fame throughout the county. Besides doing so well in basketball, our girls were first in the track meet in 1921. Our boys, too, deserve credit for their good work in class and school athletics. During our Senior year, The Weather Tone, our school magazine, was started. Naturally the greater part of the work fell to the seniors. We have not been able to put out many issues this year, but we think that

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16 THE WEATHER VANE HISTORY OF THE CLASS OF 1922 Five years ago, when we were in ihe eighth grade, we decided to make our class one to be long remembered. It did not seem necessary to us to wait until we entered High School, as most other classes have done, to make ourselves known. We started right then and there. Our first act. after this decision, was to plan a masquerade party. We held it at the home of Anne Revere, and after it was over we talked about it among ourselves for several months. Every member of the class felt that our first social function had been a real success. In fact, we were so well pleased that we decided to go a step further and have a formal reception for our parents and friends. We prepared a program for out-guests and served refreshments, after which, we danced. At the close of that reception we felt for the first time that people had recognized us as a class which would shine out in the history of W'estfield Schools. Toward the end of the school year we began to discuss our closing exercises and, of course, the first thing of which we talked was dress. A bright thought struck 11s. Why not use our class colors? No other class ever had, but what could be more appropriate? So at the commencement exercises, held in June, our girls wore white middy dresses with yellow neckties and hair ribbons. Besides the regular graduating exercises we gave a class song and cheer. The following September we entered High School. Shall we ever forget that day when we entered the auditorium and were welcomed as freshmen? Our first duty was to elect officers. They were: President. Kenneth Pelton ; Vice President, Charlotte Nichols, Secretary, J. Tennent Taylor: and Treasurer, Philip Chase and Margaret Faulkner. The second year Alfred Reeb was President, Margaret Faulkner, Vice President, Edna Perkins, Secretary, and Harold Schaefer, Treasurer. As Juniors our officers were: President. Harold Schaefer: Vice President, Anne Revere: Secretary. Tennent Taylor; Treasurer, Robert Meigs, and our senior officers are: President, Kenneth Pelton; Vice President Frances Smitley; Secretary, Howard Johnson; and Treasurer, Robert Meigs. We showed much wisdom in choosing these officers for they have filled their positions efficiently. Our freshman party was held in the Washington School Auditorium in April 1919. Some of the members of the class entertained us with a short program. There was dancing later in the evening. We arc proud to say that in our Sophomore year, Tennent Taylor was chosen to a speaker on the High School Debating Team. The next year, he, with Harold Schaefer and Howard Johnson, was chosen again. This

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18 THE WEATHER VANE since the magazine has been started the under-classmen will successfully continue the work. Our class is the largest that has ever been graduated from W. H. S. This fact, in itself, is a good indication of the steady growth of our school. We hold in loving memory those of our classmates who did not live to finish school with us. Pauline Johnson died during her freshman year, and Edwin Weimer. during his sophomore year. We regret that they cannot be among us as we hid farewell to Westfield High School. We, who are here, as we look over the years to the day when we decided to fill a worthy (dace in history, feel that our desires have, in measure, been fulfilled. Margaret Barrett. A POEM The night wind rushed across the lonely hills And whipped the ivy ’gainst my window pane All o’er the country, now in slumber deep. The silvery frost its miracles had worked. Along the nearby turnpike, keeping faith. The street lights streched in line, till lost to view. Far. far above, the cold stars seem to shriek In mocking laughter as they looked below And saw Mankind, his clumsy lichts of Earth. The moon in sorrow sat, nor spake a word— Her thoughts among the ages past— among The men who roamed the earth when Earth was new— The ancient men who blessed the Sun by day, And loved the stars and moon by night. Mary Ball. '22 Anne did have a little friend. Whose features we all know, And everywhere that Anne went, There Phil” was sure to go.