The Graduating Class
Hope Farm Junior High School
of our respect and affection
for the superintendent of Hope Farm
and in gratitude for her help and interest in us,
the class of 1924 dedicates this book to
Betty Vance Hazzard
In loving memory of our friend and classmate
Milton Symmes Apted
Died February 20, 1923
|Green and Gold|
|Green and Buff|
Senior High School
|Just a word about our class teacher,|
who for two years has been almost a class mate.
He has given us time and patience, and has developed
our class spirit and school loyalty.
We hereby wish to express our appreciation to
for his efforts, and hope that we may
succeed in living up to his expectations of us.
"If we authors have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended.
That we are both young and few,
This work to us is very new."
Samuel F. Schneider
|Sam is president of the H.S.A.A
His political career is on its way;
Forget not that to our school you went,
Whether you become senator or president.
|With these past lines you've got to be
To Gottlieb we hand it, with many thanks,
With his poetry and with that head,
He'll beat poor old Shakespeare - because he's dead.
Secretary - Treasurer J-III
|Lilly plays the part of nurse
To the little children at Greer;
As children they are the worst,
But children are hard to rear.
|Alfred with the laughing eyes,
Little pest in disguise,
Your school duties you always shirk,
The less you talk, the more we work.
|Clarence W. Bergh|
|Clarence with the curly hair
With the absent-minded air,
Please, won't you tell us why
You always have an alibi.
| One fine
September morning in 1921, sixteen bright and active boys and girls
gathered at the Hope Farm School to begin a three year goal of the
parchment rolls which we had wistfully seen awarded to our older brothers
and sisters in June. We were greeted by a new principal and new class
teacher and proceeded to initiate them into what we thought were the ways
and customs of the school. Naturally our ideas didn't always agree, so
Miss Benedict decided to make us run the school track, which meant that
our ideas had to undergo a
Our coming into the Junior High School meant we were a part of the big Junior High School Activities Assoc-iation. The first thing that happened was a debate in which we took part. It was to decide whether the sixth grade should send representatives or not. We finally decided in favor of the sixth grade.
By Christmas time things were running more smoothly and we distinguished ourselves by giving a play in which we represented Christmas in America, including Santa Claus, Jack-in-the box, the talking doll, and other Christmas pleasures.
| We were very
lucky in athletics, with both boys' and girls' basket ball teams. We won
several games and had much pleasure besides. In June we received our
numerals at the Junior High School picnic with much
We advanced in our school work and so had less of running the track. Our class was the first geography class to use geography slides, which helped us a lot and made our class very interesting.
The J-II class was started with eleven pupils, all very ambitious and willing to study hard.
Our class enjoyed the annual trip to the Poughkeepsie bank, and the boys had the privilege of seeing the Star printing shop, while the girls saw the Vassar College cam-pus.
Most of us took part in the Hope Farm Fair, giving our best suggestions and efforts.
Everyone decided that Good Speech Week would be a fine week to observe at Hope Farm, so we had Tag Day, during which we were tagged for slang words we used that day. One of our brightest students, Alfred Myers, tried to make a collection of tags, so proceeded to use slang quite freely and was beautifully decorated by the end of the day. Our class also entertained the school one morning during this week by operating on Alfred to take all the slang out of him. Both nurses and doctors were present.
We had no school for two weeks during the winter, as we had a "flu" epidemic.
We had social class gatherings every quarter and en-joyed ourselves eating roasted marshmallows and going for a sleigh ride.
This year the Junior High School decided to buy a die for a seal which all the graduating classes might use for making their pins. We had to raise money for the die, so the Finance Committee sold twenty dollars' worth of bonds. The bonds pay six per cent interest and mature, some in one year and some in two.
| We made the
wreaths for Memorial Day and the J-III class put them on the graves in the
In the spring the girls' G.C.C and Intermediate Glee Clubs entertained us with a joint concert.
In May the Junior High School pupils walked to Mill-brook to see "Antigone" given by the Bennett School girls.
Our class also made weekly trips to Millbrook for new books. Besides having charge of the bank, we were given the work of cataloguing the library and helping to es-tablish it a school department.
Hope Farm was equipped with a moving picture machine, so we had movies and saw "Desert Gold"; we were very much thrilled by the story.
The June play was very successful. It was, "The Mas-que of the Sun Goddess," a Japanese play, and was given out of doors.
Our class picnic was held with loads of fun. We had the pleasure of going to Upton Lake and using the row boats.
It was our class who did the decorating for the grad-uating class on Commencement Day, as is the regular cus-tom for the J-II class. It was a big success, and what fun we had in making our Blue and Gold cake!
We passed our examination successfully and went in the ninth grade, all thinking of the scholarship as we enter-ed. We started the year with practically a new set of teachers, and had to get acquainted with them, as well as our new subjects.
We decided in order to do good work and be proud of our class, we ought to have a motto. "Hit the Line Hard" was chosen. We elected our class officers and started out with the big idea of passing well in June. We considered problems of raising money for expenses which had to be paid. We decided selling popcorn balls and peanuts would help, so we did. All sales were very successful.
| We had to elect
new officers for the High School Activities Association and new committees
and chairmen of committees. Three of our members were elected to office as
president, vice-president and
The Hope Farm fair came again, and we all took part in the fair, and as the most of us were chiefs, went to the chiefs' supper.
The summer idea of the "Red and White" was carried out in school and a number of volley ball and base ball games were played, Reds against Whites. The Whites were usually victorious as the Whites, both boys and girls, had good teams.
Our new work was very interesting. Many were the days of fun in biology, when we made our acquaintance with the frog and the fish. And as for algebra, how many nights we stayed until five o'clock, raking our tired brains for a simple answer!
The Halloween dance was loads of fun, as the idea of the party was entirely new.
We met every quarter for a social gathering, and also enjoyed trips to Copake Lake and Poughkeepsie.
We observed "Better Speech Week" and "Better Manners Week," and many posters were made as illustra-tions.
Our rhetorical contest was held the latter part of May. The play was, "The Violin Maker of Cremona," and Sam Schneider was the winner.
The end of the school year is at hand and since our number has diminished greatly, the few who are left have had to work with doubled enthusiasm. What we lacked in numbers we tried to make up in spirit and effort and live up to our motto. As the time for receiving our diplomas draws near and others will step into our ninth grade places, we wish success to all who follow us, and we will always re-member with pleasure our many good times together at Hope Farm.
| In 1940 I had a
strange experience. You see, we had been out of Hope Farm School for
sixteen years and we were getting on in our life's work. One night I was
sitting in my apartment enjoying the fire, for it was a cold night. I
heard a knock at the door and got up to open it, expecting some one I
knew, but, to my surprise, in step-ped an old man, wearing a long cloak.
He carried a scythe and a large
"Good evening," said he and spoke as though he had known me all his life.
"Good evening," I replied, "Do you not find it cold traveling in those clothes?"
"No," he replied, "I wear these clothes the four sea-sons of the year and I do not feel heat or cold. My busi-ness is to keep in touch with people's lives - both the good and the bad. Perhaps now you know my mission to you."
Putting down his scythe and book, he sat down be-side the fire.
"You see," he mused, "My work is a great pleasure. People are good, no matter what they appear to be. I tramp from house to house, reading records, writing
|records and encouraging people. I have seen
everything, read everything and heard everything and so know
Here I interrupted the old man and said, "Since you know everything, perhaps you can give me some inform-ation. I would like to know what has happened to my classmates, the good old scouts of "24."
Without a word he handed me his book and I open-ed it. The names came in alphabetical order, so I started with the B's and finally came to Clarence Bergh. There was his name printed in large letters.
Mr. C. Bergh is a farmer in Syracuse, N.Y. He owns fifty cows, ten pigs, and five teams of horses. He drives every morning to the station with his milk, then comes back and pitches hay. He seems to take to Wild West stories. He has a wife and a comfortable home. He has been taking a nerve tonic for some years and his health is much improved.
I then turned to Alfred Myers.
Mr. Alfred Meyers is chief clerk in Goldstein's dry goods store. He works at intervals. His ambition in life is to read all the books in the 42nd Street branch of the public library. Goldstein keeps him on because he shows brilliancy at times. Alfred is a bachelor and keeps a cat. He wears glasses and eats at Child's.
Next came Sam Schneider's name.
Mr. Samuel Schneider is Vice President of the First National Bank of Chicago. He has developed considerably around the abdomen. His ambition in life is to get money and honor. He says he is going to marry some time, but he is too busy now. His limousine takes him to
|work and he has a prim housekeeper to take care
of his mansion. He is bald-headed but still has rosy
Last of all I found Lillian Taylor.
Miss Lillian Taylor works in a Wall Street office as a stenographer and she says Wall Street can't beat Hope Farm. She has developed a sense of humor and moves in the most exclusive society. She has excellent taste in clothes. Her ambition in life is to be a partner in some business enterprise.
Closing the book, I then laid it down. My thoughts wandered to the days at Hope Farm. After all, I thought, this is a small world and every good effort has its reward. After I thanked the old man for his visit and its good re-sults, he departed saying,
"I will return to you again.".
After six years of such physical education as "Lon-don Bridge is Falling
Down," and folk dancing, we had at last earned the great privilege of
handling a basket ball. Of course we didn't expect to win all of the games
, but we did snatch a few. Being naturally adapted to this form of sport,
we soon acquired what you might call skill. So in January we thought we'd
LET the State Champions come out from Poughkeepsie to play with our team.
They came, they played and they departed, leaving us with the feeling that
there were still some minor points to be made perfect. The score being 100
- 18, we thought both teams needed nourishment, so we led them to the J-II
room, where the girls were serving a light supper. In the early evening
these young giants left us, having given us some new ideas about
In February we had a basketball game with Mill-brook, and of course we were victorious since we had all our friends to cheer us. But when we played the return game on their court we were defeated.
In the meantime, the J-I girls, having a full team, were quite well equipped in the same line, and being so, won the banner for the year.
When the warm weather came, we also played base-ball with Millbrook, and this time we won both games. In playing baseball, we needed some equipment, and this was earned by having sales of ice cream and cake during some of the home games.
In the course of the season, some of our members left the farm, and of course left a hole in our class teams.
The year ended with its annual athletic picnic which was held at camp in the pouring rain, but we enjoyed it none the less. Being rewarded with our numerals, we felt quite proud of our first year's success.
We began the second year with a weak team, but managed to win the banner,
as the other classes were still weaker. The basketball teams were put on a
scholarship basis, which meant that some players were not always able to
Our girls were so few in number that they could not make up a team, and so did not compete for the girls' banner.
Since we did not have so many basketball games, we had many exciting volleyball games, some between classmates, and one series of men against boys, which the men won.
Instead of the athletic picnic, our numerals were awarded in assembly one morning.
The third year there were no class games, but the school carried on the summer plan of Reds and Whites. We played a series of basketball games which were very exciting.
Volleyball was the popular game during the winter. There was a series of that game played between the Reds and Whites, and another between the men and boys, all of which furnished much fun.
Instead of indoor gym many of our periods were spent out of doors, coasting, skating and skiing.
The girls also played both Reds and Whites and class games in basketball. They had a system of credits earned by extra outdoor activities. A record was kept in Miss Dunbar's office, and at the end of the year the girl with the greatest number of credits was rewarded with the H.F. letters.
The athletic picnic was changed to an Association picnic, which was held on June 14, 1924, and our numer-als were awarded then.
Thus ended the athletic record of the J-III class of 1924.
|Armistice Day Tableaux
"Where Love Is"
May Day Festival
The Violin Maker of Cremona
Junior High School
High School Girls
|High School Boys
High School Girls
|SCHOOL ACTIVITIES |
|Hope Farm Fair
Outdoor Athletic Meet
Mock Athletic Meet
|Planting of Bennett Tree
Memorial Day Exercises
Planting of Emily Watson Tree
|Dear Class of 1924, we sing our praise to
We'll ever loyal be and true, if skies be dark or blue.
And for our colors give a cheer,
The green and gold so dear.
The green and gold of clover gay
Spread good luck upon our way.
Then cheer we all for '24, for green and gold cheer too,
And for Hope Farm give one cheer more,
And praise to you.
| To all
those who helped make our class book a success, we extend our
|A U T O G R A P H S|