Windsor Locks High School - Herald Yearbook (Windsor Locks, CT)

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THE HIGH SCHOOL HERALD. 7 We will strive and struggle upward, as we’ve ben taught the way. With honesty and valor as the essence of our theme, We shall reach the highest summit and ful¬ fill our fondest dream, Tho’ time shall steal our years away, And steal our pleasures too, The memory of these days shall stay And half our joys renew. Kathryn E. Nolan, ’19. STATISTICS. Did no one ever call your attention to the fact that curiosity is the motive power behind a large percent of our actions? A moment ' s consideration will prove the truth of this statement. If you are in a strange house and see a closed door, you naturally wonder what is behind that door. If you try to open it and find it locked, your curi¬ osity increases every moment. You simply must know what is behind that door. The twelve members occupying these Senior seats to-night are closed doors to you, but I hold the key that will reveal the contents of every one. I have carefully in¬ vestigated and looked into each mind. Now I will, in turn, open the hidden doors within, and reveal to you, my audience, the inmost secret characters of the graduating class of 1919. First let me unlock the big door, behind which are the characters of our class as a whole. Our favorite study is stenography, our favorite song is “I’m Forever Blowing Bub¬ bles.” Our favorite occupation is thinking, our favorite amusement is dancing in the lower hall. Our favorite misdemeanor is writing notes. Our favorite book is the Praver Book, and our favorite stone is the sand stone. The big door is unlocked—you have looked into the characters of our class as a whole; but there are twelve smaller doors to unlock, and of each I hold the key to¬ night. Would you see what is within? Then listen attentively and I will reveal to you the inmost characters of the individual men ' hers of our worthy class. The distinguishing characteristic of Anna Oates is her patronizing manner. Anna Leary, airy tread. Kathryn Nolan, ouietness. Teresa Rooney, auburn hair. Mae Nugent, unruffled demeanor. Isabel Root, extreme height. Ellsworth Cutler, curls. Fred Warns, hair cuts. Wilfrid Cal¬ lahan, talk. Helen Groves, meekness. Raymond Kilty, gestures. George Wallace, business. The individual saving grace of Anna Oates is common sense. Anna Leary, tol¬ erance of things in general. Mae Nugent, her unusual power of concentration. Helen Groves, her interest in us. Isabel Root, studiousness. Teresa Rooney, sincerity. George Wallace, good nature. Kathryn Nolan, soft voice. Raymond Kilty, clever- 1 ness. Ellsworth Cutler, report card. Wil¬ frid Callahan, wisdom. Fred Warns, super¬ fluous knowledge. Sometimes a man is something—some¬ times he thinks he is. there is a difference. The best dancer in our class is Ellsworth Cutler, but Helen Groves thinks she is. Best typist. Mae Nugent, thinks he is. Fred Warns. The best skater in our class is Kathryn Nolan. Most mischievous girl. Anna Oates, most mischievous boy, Wilfrid Callahan. The handsomest member is Mae Nugent, but Anna Leary is of the opinion that she should have the distinction. The most popular member is Teresa Rooney, thinks she is. Helen Groves. The most talkative member is Anna Leary. The big¬ gest bluffer is Isabel Root and Raymond Kilty ranks next in line. While to the casual observer it is very obvious that ea h and every one of us has been generously supplied with modesty, we as a class have decided that Kathryn Nolan should have the distinction of being the most modest one of all the bovs and girls of 1919. Best dressed bov is George Wallace, thinks he is, Ellsworth Cutler. Best dressed girl, Isabel Root, thinks she is, Kathryn Nolan. Most dignified girl, Anna Oates, thinks she is, Helen Groves. Of course all of our boys are extremely dignified, but Raymond Kiltv really is the most dignified boy. and Fred Warns thinks he is. Our most punctual member is Mae Nugent. Helen Groves is the best singer of our class, but Teresa Rooney thinks she is. Tefmh r’s pet among the boys, Wilfrid Callahan, among the girls, Anna 0«tes. The h°st disnositioned member is Ellsworth Cutler, and strange to say, he is also the biggest grind. In spite of the fact that our class is verv, very, near to being a perfect one. we all have our slang expressions. It is a com¬ mon occurrence for Anna Oates to sav “O you poor simp.” Anna Learv. “Well. I don’t care.” Teresa Rooney, “Wait a min¬ ute.” George Wallace, “Yes, maybe.” Ray-

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6 THE HIGH SCHOOL HERALD. much valuable time as well as embarrass¬ ment may be saved you. Helen Groves—Here is a box, small, it is true, but prepared with painstaking care. To show you how painstaking—let me as¬ sure you that I made four trips to Hartford in order to interview people who should be proper authority upon the selection of the contents of this box. Expense was nothing to me: I only wished to secure the right things. Now in case a certain drug store, less than a hundred miles from here, should ever “fail up,” you will find in this box enough Rexall remedies of various kinds to insure this establishment a fresh business impetus. I suggest that you rent a safe deposit box of the Windsor Locks Trust Safe Deposit Co., and lay this package away for safe keeping. Ellsworth H. Cutler, ’19. PRESENTATIONS— PART II. Fred Warns— Now, Fritzie, here’s a violin; Unless you use it ' twill be a sin. ’Tis yours to play at your command, Perhaps you’ll rival Sousa’s Band. Anna Leary— Thees beads to decorate Miss Leary, But I’d advise you to be most wary Whene’er you wear them on the street. For all your friends you chance to meet, Will smile and say “now isn’t she sweet.” Teresa Rooney— The latest styles in dressing hair Are in this book compiled with care, Its many rules please follow well. And you will be our village belle. Raymond Kilty— This mask to wear upon your face While standing at the catcher’s base; ’Twill save you many an ache and pain, If you decide to play again. Anna Oates— A “Flivver” for Anna, and it’s minus a a door. It will hold all the Seniors if some sit on the floor. You see we took care, as I’m sure that we ought, Lest your finger again in a door should get caught. For that accident surely a lesson has taught. Ellsworth Cutler— A box of writing paper to Cutler we present, The “wads worth” many a penny, But ‘twill not cost him a cent. Now all our gifts have been presented, and each of us has something by way of memento of our four years together. To¬ morrow night we will leave forever the W. L. H S., but always in our hearts there will remain love and loyalty for our Alma Mater, as we pass “Out of School Life into Life’s School.” Isabell Root, ’19. CLASS POEM. “Out of School Life into Life’s School.” The time has come when we must part; our high school days are o’er, Gone are our happy care-free years; the years that come no more, Windsor Locks High we must leave you, we each have a part to do, But in our wanderings our thoughts will e’er come back to you. Alma Mater we must leave you, we each have a part to play, But ever in our memory our class and school will stay, Our parting day has come at last, how fast the moments fly; The happiest days of all are gone— Now we must say good-bye! To you, dear Alma Mater, to your teachings we’ll be true. And evermore our fondest thoughts will travel back to you; After we have reached our goal and crowned ourselves with fame Back again to you our thoughts will turn with loyal hearts aflame. Opportunity knocks once, we must listen for its call, And be up and ready for it comes but once to all. Success awaits the unafraid and failure’s but a test, It’s .iust a little harder trial, a chance to show one’s best. Travelling life’s pathway fate will lead to land unknown, But our school days we’ll treasure no mat¬ ter where we roam. “Out of School Life into Life’s School,” working faithfully each day,

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8 THE HIGH SCHOOL HERALD. mond Kilty, “That’s what they all say.” Mae Nugent, “You’re all right, the world ’s wrong.” Ellsworth Cutler, “I’ll tell the world.” Helen Groves, “Are you sure now?” Kathryn Nolan, “Well I should wor¬ ry.” Fred Warns, “Aw, what do you care?” Isabel Root, “O. you can’t scare me.” Wil¬ frid Callahan, “Well I’ll say so.” Almost everybody is fond of somebody or something; in school vernacular we are all “crazy about” something; would you know the several crazes of the different boys and girls in our most praiseworthy and crazeworthy class? Anna Oates is crazy about cute soldiers. Anna Leary is crazy about dancing. Mae Nugent about rose-colored novels. Wilfrid Callahan about Clay Hill. George Wallace about talking to girls. Helen Groves about typewriting. Teresa Rooney is crazy about several. Kathryn Nolan about arguments. Ellsworth Cutler about killing the Juniors. Raymond Kilty about “being in things.” Fred Warns is crazy about his violin, espec¬ ially the “E” string, and Isabel Root is crazy about everything. And so comes to an end one phase of the statistics of the class of 1919, Windsor Locks High School—I will leave you to judge of the seriousness of the information I have given you; rest assured, however, that I, the statistician of 1919. labored dili¬ gently in the compiling of that same in¬ formation. But there are several other things that I wish you to know about us. First, in school we have all worked hard and conscientiously the last four years; we have tried to remember that whatever in this world is worth winning is worth striv¬ ing for. Wo know that the bit of parchment which we shall receive to-morrow night is not given to shirkers—to slackers in the battle for success—it is given to those who go on over the top. and who are able and eager to fight their way from trench to trenoh on their way to victory. Second—We are all eager for something more to do. We are far from content to rest upon the laurels already won, to think that just because we are graduating from high school, there is nothing more for us to ]«arn. We know that we are passing out of School Life, with all its memories, into Life’s School, with all its unexplored fields —with all its open doors. Friends of our school—will you not wish us success as we go forward on our way trying our best to be a credit to you and our Alma Mater? Jessie M. Wadsworth, ’19. ADDRESS TO UNDERGRADUATES. Undergraduates of the Windsor Locks High School:— Veni, vidi, vici,—I came, I saw, I con¬ quered—breathes the spirit of the Class of ’19. Now would it not be most selfish of us, to go our way, keeping dark and secret in the depths of our hearts the experiences which have fallen to our lot during these four years of scholastic warfare? Hence, then, dear undergraduates, ere we sever the triple bond of years between us we shall not be blind to those pleading looks nor deaf to those earnest prayers of yours that bid us drop a gentle word of sage advice. Advice has been defined as the one com¬ modity more blessed to give than to recive, and so we, the Class of 1919 wish to gain our parting blessing by dealing out a quan¬ tity of this article fresh from the vat of our experience. We unhesitatingly offer you the benefit of our hard hard earned knowledge and trust you will follow our instructions with undeviating persistence. First, let us advise you all in regard to the more or less familiar matter of whis¬ pering. During the last months several of our fellow students have been obliged to stay until 4.30 A. M. to learn a very bene¬ ficial and instructive article entitled “Mind Your Own Business.” We do not know the author of this splendid prose bit. h t rest assured he deserves undying fame. We have rejoiced with great felicity and glee when we have heard the walls of Classic Old Room Ten re-echo to the strains of, “Nine- tenths of all that goes wrong in this world is because some one does not mind his business.” Members of the Junior Class at present maspuerading under the pseudonym of “Saintly Six.” Before we join the ranks of the Alumni we have some advice to impart to you. Next year you will be Seniors and will find a big undertaking before you. We sincerely hope that when you reach this stage you will not allow the Junior Class to overstep you. One thing in particular do not break the rule we have so succsssfully started this year of causing the teachers no trouble. Again, Juniors, give your most hearty support to the Herald. Maintain at all costs the healthy school spirit so thor¬ oughly aroused by 1919. Never for a mo¬ ment let it wane; rather cause it to increase. By the way. we must compliment you upon your recent Junior prize essays. Ev-