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0n OlMrgp prpBtnn f itrljrork (!i)ur iDf jarttuQ |Iriurtpal 01}ts IBouk is ISrs ifrtfuUii SriJtratpJi ArTCRHATH CLASS or 1903 riTCHBLlRG HIGH SCHOOL SCICNTIA C5T POTCN TIA iEiiitnr-tu-(IIliirf WILLIAM LOUIS McGRATH Afisuriatp OUnra LEON ARTHUR DICKINSON CHARLES ALOYSIUS DONOVAN JOHN WILLIAM HACKETT MARJORIE JENNISON MARGARET COREY RICE GRACE EMOGENE STOCKWELL dlUustratimtfi FRANK LEONARD ALLEN To Our Friends B efore 3 ou read our class book we wish to sa3 just a word regarding it and ourselves. We trust you will bear in mind the fact that we arc none of us professional authors and that this is our first attempt in this line of work, and so excuse our mistakes and shortcomings, which we feel are all too many. As to the book itself. We have taken the libert3 to depart radically from custom and precedent in several respects, perhaps the most noticeable being in the change of name, but we have tried to do ever3 ' - thing for the best as far as possible. In short, we have endeavored to Keep the best And get rid of the rest, to the best of our ability, incidentally making a few additions of our own. We now present to you our “Aftermath.” The Editors. Who and What We Are President . . Viee-Presiden t Seeretary . . Treasurer . . OFFICERS Montgomery Moore Goodwin, Jr. Mary Elizabetpi Ryan. Abbie Frances Munn. John Frank Scott. Martha Josephine Baldwin, Glee Club, ’03; Committee on Class Pietnres ; Hathaway Club. Florence Jeannie Batchelder, Glee Club, ’03 ; Hathaway Club. Arthur John Beer, Baseball Team, ’03 ; Senior Baseball Team. Helen Frances Brown, Gardner Reeeption Committee. Christella Annette Carter. Irene Louise Carter, Class Flower Committee; Glee Club, ’03; Hathaway Club. Mary Alice Crotty, Committee on Class Pietures. Hazel Damon, Monument Deeorating Committee; Glee Club, ’03; Viee-President Hathaway Club. Ruth Burr Damon (Doo), First Junior Class Party Committee; Promenade, ’03; Monument Deeorating Committee, ’02, ’03. Leon Arthur Dickinson (Pewick), Treasurer, Junior year; First Junior Class Party Committee; Pin and Color Committee, ’02; Promenade Deeorating Committee, ’02; Monument Decorating Committee, ’03; Class Book Committee; Writer Prize Essay, ’03; Glee Club, ’03; Seven S Fraternity. 7 WHO AND WHAT WE ARE Lillian Margaret Donahne. Charles Alo3 sius Donovan. Chairman Motto Committee; Class Book Committee. George Oliver Hllstrom, First Junior Class Party Committee ; Chairman I’romenacle Deco- rating Committee, ’02; Second Junior Class Party Committee; Promenade Committee, ’03; Chairman First Senior Class Party Committee; Basket Ball Team, ’03; Glee Club, ’03; Seven S Fra- ternity. Marion White Emerson, Glee Club, ’03; Hiithaway Club. Ilarr} Ernest Fisher, First Senior Class Party Committee. George William Fitzroy, Gardner Reception Committee; Baseball Team, ’03; Senior Base- ball Team, ’03; Glee Club, ’03. Walter Delbert Freneh (Pink), Class Flower Committee; Senior Baseball Team, ’03; Baseball Team, ’01, ’02, ’03. Grin Oliver Gallup, Class Flower Committee. Montgomery Moore Goodwin, Jr. (Mont), Promenade Decorating Committee, ’02; President, Senior Year; Senior Baseball Team, ’03; Chairman Promenade Committee; Glee Club, ’03; Seven S Fraternity. John William Hackett (Joe), Gardner Reception Committee; Football Team, ’03; Senior Base- ball Team ; Manager Senior Baseball Team ; Class Book Com- mittee; Chairman Committee on Athletic Meet; Manager Track Team; Vice-President Athletic Association; Glee Club, ’03. George Eliot Hardy, Football, ’00; Captain, ’01, ’02; Track Team, ’00, ’01, ’02, ’03; Basket Ball, ’02, ’03; Committee on Athletic Meet. Pearl Edith Harrington, Glee Club, ’03. George Milton Harris. Bernice Maud Hartley. 8 WHO AND WHAT WE ARE Martin E. Hassett, Gardner Reception Committee. Katharine Bernadine Plcrlihy, Promenade Committee. Margaret Evelyn Hitchcoek, Glee Club, ’08. Lillian Harriet Hutchins. Marjorie Jennison, Class Book Committee; Hathaway Club. Lucy Frances Kirby. Levi Lawrence (Lee), Glee Club, ’03. Rose Marion Lee, Hathaway Club. Ralph Palmer Lowe, Pin and Color Committee; Second Jiinior Class Party Committee ; Promenade Decorating Committee, ’02 ; Chairman Gardner Recep- tion Committee; Glee Club, ’03. Bridget Agnes Lynch. Nellie Louise MacNamara, First Junior Class Party Committee; First Senior Class Party Committee; Hathaway Club. John Mair, Baseball Team, ’03 ; Senior Baseball Team. Thomas Francis Maney. Frances Winifred Manning, Class Flower Committee. William Louis McGrath (Billy), President, Junior Year; Second Junior Class Party Committee; Monument Decorating Committee, ’02; Promenade Decorating Committee, ’02 ; Chairman Monument Decorating Committee, ’03 ; Chairman Class Book Committee; Seven S Fraternity. Joseph Bernard Molaghan (Dub), Committee on Athleti c Meet; Football Team, ’03; Basket Ball Team, ’03; Senior Baseball Team; Captain Baseball Team, ’03. Margaret Teresa Moore, Hathaway Club. 9 WHO AND WHAT WE ARE Frances Ursula Morrill, Class Flower Committee; Glee Club, ’03; Hathaway Club. Frederick Taft Moses. Al bie Frances Alunn, First Junior Class Party Committee; Promenade Decorating; Com- mittee, ’02; Secretary, Senior Year; Gardner Reception Committee, ’03 ; Promenade Committee, ’03 ; Hathaway Club. Gertrude Eva Neil, Glee Club, ’03. Nellie Gertrude O’Connor. Helen Augusta Parks, Pin and Color Committee; Chairman Class Flower Committee; Glee Club, ’03 ; President Hathawa 3 ’ Club. Frances Cornelia Pierson, Glee Club, ’03. Fred Farwell Piper (Fweddie), Promenade Committee. Herbert Carleton Poore, Class Flower Committee; Monument Decorating Committee, ’03; Senior Baseball Team. Margaret Corey Rice, Vice-President, Junior Year; Second Junior Class Party Committee; Promenade Decorating Committee, ’02 ; Gardner Reception Com- mittee ; Class Book Committee; Hathaway Club. Thatcher Ra mond Rich, Jr. Manager Football Team, ’03; Basket Ball Team, ’03; Senior Baseball Team. Jessie Kimball Rockwell (Jack), Pin and Color Committee ; Promenade Decorating Committee, ’02 ; First Senior Class Party Committee ; Monument Decorating Com- mittee, ’03; Promenade Committee; Glee Club, ’03; Hathaway Club. Howard Beebe Ross (Baby), Monument Decorating Committee, ’02 ; Chairman First Junior Class Party Committee; First Senior Class Party Committee; Glee Club, ’02, ’03 ; Secretary and Treasurer Seven S Fraternity. AIar3 Elizabeth R mn, Vice-President, Senior Year; Promenade Committee; Hathaway Club. 10 WHO AND WHAT WE ARE Marjorie Bain Sands. John Frank Scott, Promenade Decorating Committee, ' 02; Treasurer, Senior Year; Promenade Committee; Glee Club, ’03; President Seven S Fra- ternity. Daniel Joseph Shea, Jr. Football Team, ’03 ; First Senior Class Party Committee. Catherine Agnes Sheehan. Bertha Wilson Smith, Motto Committee; Gardner Reception Committee; Hathaway Club. Grace Emogene Stock well, Class Book Committee; Glee Club, ’03; Secretary and Treasurer Hathaway Club. John Jeremiah Sullivan. Thomas Bernard Sweeney, Senior Baseball Team ; Baseball Team, ’03. Alice Agnes Ward. Annie Elmira Ward. Sibyl Esther Willard, Glee Club, ’03 ; Hathaway Club. aucc Ibarve flDicbael ©’Connor 11 c HE cool evening air fanned my brow and genth X swayed the hammock in which I lay gazing at the Moon. Not a star was to be seen and the sk} looked misty and eold. The Moon’s frozen aspeet sent chilly shivers over me. I felt as if something was going to happen. My thoughts, however, soon turned to my sehool life and I found myself indiffer- ently wondering if the Moon or her people had looked down and seen the wonderful happenings and events in the history of the famous elass of 1903. It really seemed to me not at all improbable that the remotest star in the sky had watched our progress, and in fact I am sure that on the night of our graduation the entire family of stars had beamed more brightly than ever before, and for what other possible reason than interest and pride in our elass ? I wondered if a record of its accomplishments would be handed down to generations to eome, and I said, half in fun, half in earnest, “O Moon, grant that the record of my class may be written and preserved.” Just then the unexpected happened. The Moon slowly turned around onee and burst into a flash of light. Then the flash died out and a thin, haz 3 " shaft of mist de- seended to the earth. A small white speek appeared 12 REFLECTIONS to come down on the shaft, and as it approached I made out the form of an aged man, who was per- fectly transparent. In his hand was a glittering steel. I lay still, rigid, at the sight. The form approached me. I tried to escape. I could not move. Then a thick cloud enveloped me and I could see nothing but gray fog. A deep voice, sounding far away, rolled out, “Thou hast rightly believed the record of this class worthy of preservation. Thou hast rightly de- sired to be remembered. Thou shalt write its his- tory.” I was stunned. I who loathed the sight of a history ? I write a history ? I tried to think of the deeds of the freshman year, but horrors! I could not recall a single thing. Then came again that deep and mournful voice, “Thou shalt recall all things if thou wilt endure. Canst thou bear much for the sake of th3 class?” and my voice uttered a weak “Yes.” Immediately I felt a fierce stab in my heart and a drop of blood oozed out. It fell into the mist and appeared before my e es. It changed into a heart and grew so large and lifelike that I was frightened. Then on the red heart I beheld the gra3 letters, P-R-o-G-R-E-s-s-i-o-N. These disappeared and the sur- face of the heart grew clear and transparent so that I could see what was happening within. I saw a crowd of little children marching, march- ing up the stairs. When they arrived at the top, with awed faces and hushed voices (signs of the annual entering advice to freshmen), the3 " gazed at the picture-bedecked walls, at the odd desks, at the numerous alcoves, and some were beginning to make themselves at home, when — consternation ! The3 " were politely informed to take the elevator to the floor below. Fourth floor to the third floor. Already de- scending I ' „ 13 REFLECTIONS The scene faded away and another aj peared. In this my honored classmates appeared active. They seemed to be sj ending their time with inanimate objects. A tall boy was joyfully embracing a broom. A short bo3 " was tenderU " picking paper from the floor. Another whom I easily recognized by his gen- ial smile was triumphantly scrubbing the sink. Oth- ers were eagerly vicing with each other in their attempts to dust the room, and still others were happily engaged in collecting tacks, gleaming, hun- gry-looking tacks, from the chair seats. Already, in their early youth, their irrepressible love of work was appearing. As this scene faded another took its place. A large hall was in view, some stairs leading down at the right. Scattered around on the floor were some pieces of white substance — here a nose, there an ear, yonder a piece of an eye. It seemed to me that the pieces collected and put together would remarkably resemble the features of Daniel Webster. A tall, stern, 3 et kind-looking man appeared to be tacking a notice up on the wall. It read : FRESHMEN BANISHED FROM THIRD FLOOR. A crowd of children were pushing their way down the stairs. Some were indignant, others were crying. Not one was laughing. One little fellow with hazel eyes and dark hair gave the sign a vicious kick as he departed. I looked at the children and my heart felt heavy with sorrow for them, for they were my classmates in their first year of trouble. Evidently their worth had not yet been discovered. Third floor to basement! What a drop! As the last little fellow disappeared the heart began to melt into tiny drops 14 REFLECTIONS as if weeping in sympathy with the ehildren. Then the heart disappeared and all was as before. Soon I felt another fieree stab in my heart and another drop of blood oozed out. This time the sur- face was longer in clearing and when I could see within I could not clearly understand. What I saw was a large room in which were many little girls and many large boys. The little girls, whom I soon recognized as my classmates, were busily writing. But who were the large boys? Moreover, why did the little girls repeatedly tear up what the 3 had written and write more ? Some of their faces were sad and others noticeably cheerful. Finally the clouds of sadness which had rested on their faces appeared to clear away and each little girl carefully folded what she had written and put it near her heart. My mind began to clear. Certain recollections came over me. Recollections of former impassioned efforts. The picture faded. A street scene appeared. Bands were playing, flags waving and people marching. Clearly and sweetly above all the rest of the music, above all the noise, came the strains from a flute. As it approached I saw that it was played by one of my classmates, who, accompanied by many oth- ers, was marching in the magnificent parade. Boys from the freshman, junior and senior classes were marching also, but they passed almost unnoticed, for all eyes were directed toward the boys of the class of 1903. Their dignified and graceful bearing was the feature of the parade. I had reason to be proud of our boys. The scene changed again. This time the romantic second floor of our noble school appeared. It was being guarded by my classmates. Each wore the senior colors. It seemed that the seniors were busy 15 REFLECTIONS attending to their flag. And tlie juniors were l)usy also. They did not like to see the worthy sophs wearing upper elass eolors. No, the juniors were wrathy. Thew tried to snateh the eolors awa Of wliat avail were their feeble efforts ? S])artans of room 22 and room 23, unapproaehable, (also irre- proaehable,) held out against the juniors. Truly, in its sophomore year the elass was fast developing. Another fieree pain in m} heart told me that a third drop of blood had saerificed itself to duty. The red drop changed to white and a large white heart appeared. Astonished, I gazed. Surely we had not become white-hearted. A rim of gold slowly crept around the edge of the heart. Then I understood. I could scarceh ' repress a cheer for the gold and the white, the dearest eolors in the world. Then I turned my attention to the interior of the heart. I beheld the room of a well-known friend. In it were man bo 3 " s and girls in whom I recognized my classmates as juniors. All were busily chatting, when a bell rang, and with many a sl 3 “See 3 " ou after school” and numerous other phrases characteristic of child- hood, they seated themselves at their desks. As soon as the room was quiet, the owner of the green rib- bon announced that she had notes for several of the boys, calling their names. Each boy as he heard his name mentioned bashfull advanced to the desk to receive his note, not knowing from what rosy- cheeked maiden it might have come. But alas for dreams of a rosy-cheeked maiden ! Each note curtly read, “Will see you after school. W. Obear.” And strange to say, W. Obear’s “See you after school” did not have at all the same effect upon them as the other “See you after school.” The scholars had set- tled down to their studies — that is, to all appear- 16 REFLECTIONS ances they had, when suppressed little giggles from different parts of the room denoted that “something was doing.” The patient ruler of the room tried in vain to find out what the matter was, then appar- ently settled to her work ; but she eaught a glimpse of a paper being quickly whisked across an aisle, and being of an amiable disposition decided to make friends with that paper. Of course she succeeded, for smiles always make friends, and this paper was the ‘‘Junior Smile.” As this picture faded another appeared in which I recognized our first junior class party. Happy faces everywhere. Apparently every one was greatly enjoy- ing himself. This picture had faded away and I was wondering if any of our “scraps” with the seniors were going to be portrayed, when another picture appeared and I saw a large room crowded with my classmates. All seemed to be gazing intently at a piece of green and yellow cloth lying on the floor in the center of the room. They did not look as if green and gold were their favorite colors. A straight young man was saying, “Well, now, look here” — when the picture faded away and another came. It was a hall with a crowd of boys and girls dancing. The boys, as well as the girls, appeared in short sleeves. By looking through the open sides of the hall I could see the pale glimmer of water near by. It had a gentle suggestiveness. A cloud passed over the picture and then slowly both picture and heart disappeared. One more stab, one more heart of gold and white, and the scenes of the senior, the crowning year, were at hand. In the first picture I saw the halls and library of our dear old building beautifully decorated. In the library stood our principal, his wife and two 17 REFLECTIONS teachers. They were welcoming each jjupil and ]jar- ent as he or she advanced. After having been re- ceived all passed into the hall again, where good things were generally enjoyed, and parents and pupils and teachers all talked at once. As soon as my duti- ful classmates saw that their parents and teachers could safely be left to entertain each other, swiftly they departed to the darkened halls above, where, after having bribed the orchestra, which was pro- ducing sweet sounds in the assembly hall, to play a waltz or two, they proceeded to happily emplo} themselves. In the next picture a dance appeared. As I looked a waltz was in progress. Whose happy voice did I hear gasping “In the good old summer-time?” Big letters S. S. (senior success) appeared. Rightly named was that party, I thought. For the next picture was another dance. Laurel and red hearts of pasteboard appeared everywhere as decorations. Strange faces were mingled with those of my classmates, but every one s eemed to be happy. The fun was in full progress. All were hunt- ing for candy hearts. I wondered if candy hearts were the only kind found. I surely did not expect to find the next scene a dance, but it was. The decoration was extremely attractive. I guessed that the party was one given by a strange school, for unfamiliar faces were every- where. Things happened so rapidly that I can hardly remember them. In the first place, each boy had a red pink, each girl a white one, to which were at- tached parts of quotations. By matching these all found partners for the first promenade and dance. Then in quick succession dances occurred. After a while a violet hunt took place, in which one of my 18 REFLECTIONS classmates took the prize. For intermission partners, candy in little May-baskets had to be matched, and ni} elassmates were making fine progress in the art of acquaintanceship, when, like a flash, the hall turned to an electric car, where candy and jollity seemed to reign. The next was a sehool scene. My classmates were marching into the assembly hall. The boys wore white tags upon their backs. These tags bore the black figures, 6 to 1. Their faces were exultant with smiles. Away in the baek of the room did I see the sad-faeed juniors? Another schoolroom scene appeared. In the large room in which seniors are given the honor of sitting, nearly all of my classmates were assembled, but they did not all seem to try to speak at once. They were quite polite; none of them spoke at onee, in fact, they didn’t any of them speak at all, for school was keeping and they were busy doing nothing, whieh is the law of seniors. It was so still it seemed as if all must be lost in thought. I imagined what my class- mates were thinking about. Were they thinking of spilled ink, or broken pencils, or hard lessons? Not at all. Were they thinking of hasty words or brok- en friendships ? Not at all. Shall I tell you what so gloomily held their thoughts ? Yes, that my words may in some way help the future classes and save them some of the pain which all seniors have experieneed. Underelassmen ! When you feel a sad and irresistible gloom eoming over you, when you are choking with a strange feeling, you know not what, throw it off. Do not allow yourself to think. Run, jump, dance, do anything, or grief will over- eome you and you will not be able to help it. You will think of the long 3 ears of work you have had 19 REFLECTIONS in the high school, of the fun, demerits and lessons, and finally of the power which you hold as a senior, and realizing that soon you are to leave, soon teach- ers and pupils alike will be mourning over your departure, you will be overcome with grief and sink into an abyss of despondency. Well, after this picture of gloom, which some- times penetrates into senior life, came a picture never to be forgotten. My classmates, girls in white and boys in black, were softl3 singing together for the last time their class song. Was this sad scene to be the last ? I thought so, for when it disappeared no other came. But suddenly there was a flash of light and I saw my classmates slowly moving in a grand march. The sadness had disappeared. Triumphant, my class was ending its successful career in a grand processional ; the end of school, the beginning of life. The picture died out and the heart burst into sixty- six lights of gold and white, a picture of one of my classmates in the tip of each glow. Together the lights ascended and golden and white disappeared in the heavens. 20 18. Ross speaks of the “character” of a k) . 9. Miss Blanchard appears in blinders. 15. The class reorganizes. 16. Athletic association reorganizes. 3. School reopens. Freshies lake the ele- vator to the fourth floor. Dickinson late, as usual. Chronology 22. Those “dead slow” juniors receive an invitation to Gardner for the 18th. 23. “ Banty ” takes command of the “Senior Brigade.” 24. Hackett speaks too low for Munn. What’s goi ng to happen? 25. Nothing happens. 26. A cat inspects Assembly hall. Ninth class meeting. Class reorganization is completed. 29. We are appointed. Seven S organizes. 30. First Hathaway Club meeting. OCTOBER. 2. Porter Lowe makes a bet with Cobb and loses. “Payable in thirty days.” 7. Munn takes a nap in Assembly hall. 8. Hackett does not know how to say “We love each other.” 10. Keene H. S., 12; F. H. S., 0. Try again. 16. R. Lowe goes to dancing school, to dance, not to learn. Total eclipse of the moon. Oh ! ! ! ! 17. Dickinson sleeps over. Tech class is defeated by the Spaulding-Brown combination. 22. Waltham H. S., 45; F. H. S., 0. S-chocking ! ! ! 23. Cobb finds a small doll on his desk. Good joke. 24. Some of us go chestnutting. 25. Lancaster H. S., 0; F. H. S., 34. Gee!!! 27. Cobb demonstrates the impossible. 28. Mossman tries to stretch out one triangle to fit another. Cobb advises him to get a rubber one. 21 CHRONOLOGY 29. Miss Sleeper entertains the class by a dissertation on the jus- tice of giving I)’s. 80. Cobb discovers that his chair is an “infernal maehine” in disguise. lie discards it for the “old-fashioned” kind. NOVEMHER. 5. Kangas, ’04-, forgets to get his Freneh. 7. Mossman escorts Aliss Sleeper to her domicile. 8. W. P. I., ’06, 16; F. II. S., 0. 9. Nolen gets a hair-cut. 12. G. H. S., 18; F. H. S., 6. 14-. Senior reception. “Jack” makes sure of a good mark in mathematics. 15. K. H. S., 11; F. H. S., 0. Frightful! 17. Hackett does not know what 2 and 2 make. 18. Herr Obear caught gazing at a pictured beauty in the office. 19. “Jack” confesses that she is used to being squeezed. 20. Cobb shows Moses that a line in space is harmless. 22. G. H. S., 0; F. H. S., 0. Thanks to ’03. 24. McGrath takes charge of the French class. 26. Senior class party. Great success. DECEMBER. 1. Piper caught “meditating on the stability of the earth’s greatness,” at the concert. 2. Cobb and Poore play ball. 12. We wake up Lunenburg. 17. Suspicious looking bottle found on Nolen’s desk. Stone, ’05, caught “rushing the growler.” 18. Dickinson ahead of time!!! 19. Seven S pins appear. 28. Juniors’ pins turn out to be all brass. Such easy marks. 29. Pa Nolen rearranges the seating. Wonder why! 30. G. P. H. delivers a lecture on whiskey and its characteristics. Moses wrestles with the curtain and gets defeated. 31. Cobb has an attendance of two at his voluntary session. JANUARY. 5. Aliss Sleeper lets Scott go “scot free.” Fierce!!!! 7. Miss Wilson arrives. Sensation. 12. Girls’ Glee Club formed. 22 CHRONOLOGY 15. Nolen’s latest: “Lawyers are not blood relations, but broth- ers-in-law.” 16. Koss is so cut up at Miss Whitney’s leaving school that he tries to commit suicide by falling down stairs. Sad to relate, his attempt was unsuccessful. FEBRUARY. 3. Ross informs the class that there were no free slaves in Mis- souri in 1830. 7. L. H. S., 14; F. H. S., 18. “Trays Beans.” 10. The Boys’ Glee Club declines to pay for the privilege of being allowed to sing. 12. Fisher talks about the side of a circle. 14. K. H. S., 17; F. H. S., 14. Fudge. We endeavored to entertain the Gardner seniors. 16. Miss Sleeper absent. 17. Still absent. Joy reigns. 19. Glee Club concert. Great success. 20. Children’s first attempt. Creditable. George Preston Hitchcock makes his debut as a soloist. 21. Nichols Academy, 34; F. H. S., 13. Gosh!! 28. G. H. S., 2; F. H. S., 20. Hurrah!!! MARCH. 2. Fisher is endowed with the intelligence of an ape by the kindness of Cobb. 3. Kids put up a red rag and as usual get into difficulties. Such kids ! 4. Miss Sleeper dotes on love and duels. 5. Dickinson recites correctly in Solid. 6. Miss Spaulding makes a pun. Cobb ignores our petition for redress of grievances. 9. Mr. Hitchcock states that the great increase in population in Fitchburg in the last ten years was due to his residence in the city. 14. G. H. S., 12; F. H. S., 14. 17. “Cupid” tries to prove two triangles equal when one side is an arc. 19. Fitchburg Business College, 3; F. H, S., 41. Cinch! 20. “Billy” presides in 23. 21. Athol Y. M. C. A., 8; F. H. S., 50. How simple! 24. Cobb is caught reading the theatrical notices. 23 CHRONOLOGY 30. Cobb sa 3 s he has his grate for the next world all picked out. Long’ m a}’ he sizzle I APRIL. 7. Miss Sleeper thinks she is much in advance of her time. We perfectly agree with her. 9. Seniors_6, Juniors 1. Meat, l . Seniors 18, Sophs 5. Bon. 16. Cobb gives Gallup his own demerit to take to the office. How foolish ! P. Lowe sitteth upon ye pin and riseth again. 23. Seniors 9, School 5. Champions! 24. Prize Essa ' Competition. Dickinson a winner. 25. Clinton H. S., 10; F. H. S., 4. 28. C. Academy. 15; F. H. S., 0. MAY. 2. Athol H. S., 3; F. H. S., 8. Hooray! 4. Seven S present “The Doctor.” Great success. 6. Lawrence Academy, 3; F. H. S., 8. Swift! 9. Hazel tells Dickinson he is possessed with a “Damon.” 16. Murdock H. S., 4; F. H. S., 16. Good! 20. Clinton H. S., 11; F. H. S., 14. Better!! 21. Hardj ' compares the poetry of Burns and Bryan. This is the first time we have heard that the democratic candidate was a poet. 23. Gardner H. S., 9; F. H. S., 12. 26. R. Lowe tells us that Spain gave Minister Wood his “walk- ing papers.” 27. Murdock H. S., 22; F. H. S., 2. JUNE. 3. Poore sa 3 ’s one of the characters in the Sir Roger de Coverle 3 " papers was a Batchelder. What does this mean, Florence? Gardner H. S., 2; F. H. S., 1. Tough cheese! 6. Field Meet. Skin! Great financial success!! 8. Worcester, Ho ! Exams, in order. Ross discovers a rival. (. sk Miss Page for particulars.) 15. Class song awarded. Hurrah for Abbie and the dog. Whalom party. 24. Graduation. 25. Alumni. 26. Promenade. AU RBVOIR. 24 Little Journeys To Gardner O N that well remembered day, November 12, a jolly part 3 " of seniors and small fry eonsisting of juniors, etc., accompanied our noble football team to that small village in the backwoods bearing the euphonious appellation of Gardner. On the “way back ” to the aforementioned hamlet, we employed ourselves principally in concocting new songs and yells together with the rehearsing of the same, to the evident immense enjoyment of the other passen- gers on the car. The feature of the game — which was unfortu- tunately of the genus “Waterloous” — was the mag- nificent yelling and singing of our new songs and yells ; but enough of this painful event. After the game, noos ateion shut tray fam, (we were certainly very hungr 3 " ,) and after a long, hard search we at last unearthed a grocery and a drug store, to which we all adjourned immediately; that is, all but three; “Dicky,” “Georgie,” and “Scotty” had been captured by the enemy. The rest of us feasted on crackers and gingersnaps, soda and kisses. At last we got a car going home, to the tune of “Home, sweet home, be it ever so slow it is better than Gardner;” at last we were all together again. Did I say all ? Alas, no ; two are left roosting on a Gardner fence, and — well, the less said the better — but Arnold discovered a new brand of witch Hazel. If anybody ever raised Cain, we certainly did, on 25 LITTLE JOURNEYS thntcar; wc sang and 3 clled and danced and shouted ourselves hoarse to tlie manifest enjoyment of our fellow-occupants. But all good things must end, and so did that day, yet its remembrance will linger long in many minds. To Lunenburg. One da along in December Miss Stockwell issued a general invitation to the class to go down to “Lunenham” and attend an amateur play and gen- eral good time to be given b} the senior class of the Lunenburg high school. That evening about fifteen or twenty of us, chaperoned by Miss Spaulding, boarded the car for Lunenburg and started off in high spirits. On the way down, we were given a little entertainment not on the program. Poor Guy, blindfolded and utterly squelched, was compelled, as part of his initiation, to sing songs and do various other stunts for the amusement of the occupants of the car. And what made it all the worse, was that Ellstrom was losing no time in making the very best of the situation. (For the benefit of the unenlightened, we will add that Ruth was on board.) Finally, however, the conductor shouted “Lunen- burg” and we all tumbled off as best we could. At first we were utterly dazed and bewildered b " the multitudinous sounds and brilliantly glaring lights of the great metropolis, but at last, under the guiding hand of our chaperon, we were all safely landed at our haven in the to wn hall, where for a very bad quarter of an hour we were squeezed and jammed and pushed about and stepped upon in a cloak room “ builtfor two.” After a while we managed to find our wa3 " upstairs and took seats together in the front of 26 LITTLE JOURNEYS the immense hall in whieh we found ourselves. Then, while waiting for the theatricals to begin, we amused ourselves by writing our autographs on each other’s programs. (It is well to add just here, that of all the methods for losing one’s pencils, I consider the autograph game about the limit.) After the play — which, by the way, was very well rendered — there was a long and tedious wait before the dancing was to begin, enlivened only with a little tumbling exhibition by Misses Jennison and Munn. We had, in fact, al most given up hope of having any dancing at all, when we were delighted by the arrival of an orchestra composed of three whole pieces, and it was announced that the first dance was to be a grand march. After this came a waltz, and we began choosing our partners and looking forward in anticipation of more to come, when we were paralyzed by the announcement that there could be no more dancing. No more dancing! Confusion! Why, what did we go down there for? But the prin- cipal was inexorable ; we might go through a prom- enade or two if we so desired, but never a dance could we have. While we were deciding whether or not to boycott the grand march, however, the or- chestra packed up and left us in the lurch, thus forci- bly reminding us of the lateness of the hour. After another scramble in the dressing-room and a general leave-taking all around we all piled into the car and started on the home trip to Fitchburg and civilization. To Gardner Again. Our Reception. Did we have a good time ? Well, say, from the time we left Fitchburg, till we again reached our 27 LITTLE JOURNEYS respective paternal domiciles, all was one continual round of enjoyment. That fudge — sure, it was the best that ever was. But when we reached Gardner, certainly this was fairyland. Myriads of Chinese lanterns lighted our pathway ' , and when once inside we literally walked on flowers. It was May Day and that hall was a veritable bower of the “Queen of the May.” Flowers underfoot, flowers in our hands, flowers overhead, and CA ' erywhere our beloved gold and white. Who could wish more? Yet there was more; for there was Gardner beauty itself everywhere manifest and mak- ing us feel thoroughly at home. Then the grand march and then the flower hunt, and every bit of ice was broken, all constraint was at an end. To say we hugel3 " enjoyed ourselves, would be putting it mildly ; in fact, we cannot find words in which to adequately express ourselves, and so will conclude by proposing “Nine ’Rahs for Gardner.” 28 A s soon as we were all running smoothly again in the well-worn rut of hard study and grind, Mr. Cobb issued a call for volunteers to make up the Glee Club, and for a few weeks the building resounded with a series of discordant shrieks and groans which were later to be metamorphosed by “Our Director’s” magic touch into the sweetest and most harmonious chorus of male voices that has ever raised the ra fters of our dear old Alma Mater. No sooner had we assembled in martial array than Mr. Cobb found himself confronted by two stu- pendous problems, namely: To teach Hackett to sing in time, and to keep young Robbins out of mischief. Incredible as it may seem, after many weeks of pa- tient drill, intermixed with myriads of dire threats and dreadful imprecations, both were eventually solved and we were all tamed down sufficiently to make a tremendous hit at our first public appear- ance. In fact, our popularity became so great that the girls became alarmed lest they should be neg- 29 OUR GLEE CLUBS Iccted altogether and nothing else would do but thew must have a Glee Club also. Just what Mr. Cobb really thought of this jn ' ojeet we have never been able to aseertain, but from that moment the Girls’ Glee Club beeame an established biet. At first so many eandidates presented themselves that it must have been no small job to weed out the ineligible, and, as it was, the number which remained was much in excess of our own. He managed it, however, in his usual masterly manner, and trained them so well that the two clubs were enabled to give a concert at the high school which was acknowledged b ' ever ' one to be the greatest musical event of the season, in its line. Boys’ Club Ralph Champney, Harold Chandler, Ralph Cushing, Otto Derick, Leon Dickinson, Earl Dudley, George Ellstrom, George Fitzroy, Ralph Garno, Montgomery Goodwin, William Hackett, Herbert Hayes, Robert Humphre ' , Levi Lawrence, William Lawrence, Robert Littlehale, Burton Lord, Winthrop Lord, George Lovering, Porter Lowe, Ralph Lowe, Edward McLean, George Miller, Leslie Alossm an, Gu ' Newcombe, Herbert Patch, James Patch, Herbert Robbins, William Robbins, Howard Ross, J. Frank Scott, Charles Sheehan. Girls’ Club Josephine Baldwin, Alice Bartow, Florence Batchelder, Marion Burrage, Hazel Kimball, Anna LaRue, Clara Moore, Frances Morrill, 30 OUR GLEE CLUBS Girls’ Club — Continued Irene Carter, Irene Caswell, Agnes Crotty, Hazel Damon, Mary Desmond, Hilda Dickinson, Marion Emerson, Lena Hardy, Pearl Harrington, Gertrude Hawkins, Florence Hersom, Margaret Hitchcock, Emma Hosley, Mabel Johnson, Marion Jones, Gertrude Neil, Helen Nutting, Alice Page, Helen Parks, Fannie Pierson, Helen Quinlan, Edna Roach, Jessie Rockwell, Helen Scanlon, Frances Smith, Grace Stockwell, Esther Warren, Sibyl Willard, Christina Wilson, Florence Wood. 31 The Hathaway Club T ub IIatha va 3 Club is the only literary organi- zation at present existing in our high sehool. It was formed in 1902 by members of the senior college English class. Its aim is to secure a more extensive knowledge of the Shakesperean plays, for the college English requirement is limited in its scope and so the need of further reading was felt. A meet- ing is held once in two weeks and the time is spent either in reading and discussing a play or in listening to a program based upon a play. Last 3 ear the club presented such a program before the school. This year the club had Professor Whittemore of Tufts College read “Macbeth” before the school, which was thoroughly enjoyed. Members of the gen- eral senior English class doing excellent work, were voted into the club this year, upon the recommenda- tion of Miss O’Toole. In time the aim is to have a club consisting of earnest, intelligent seniors who desire to give this extra time to the study of Shakespeare. Members. President, Helen Parks. Vice-President, Hazel Damon. Secretary and Treasurer, Grace Stock well. Josephine Baldwin, Frances Morrill, Florence Batchelder, Abbie Munn, Ruth Damon, Margaret Rice, Marion Emerson, Jessie Rockwell, Marjorie Jennison, May Rj ' an, Rose Lee, Bertha Smith, Ellen MacNamara, Sibyl Willard. Margaret Moore, HONORARY MEMBERS. Miss O’Toole, Irene Lowe, Miss Spaulding, Lena Potter. 32 Seven S J UST exactly what the Seven S is, what its princi- ples are and what it stands for, is known to but seven. But some of the results of its work are mani- fest to everyone, though perhaps the reason for their production is not so clear. The Seven S was formed in the early part of our senior year, and is composed of seven members of our class. The reasons for its formation are some of its cardinal principles, and are therefore the sole property of the Seven. But suffice to say, it has accomplished that which it set out to do, and more- over made its influence felt in practically all the vari- ous spheres of our school life; incidentally appearing before the public in the now famous “Doctor,” which was a success in every sense of the word. Members President, John Frank Scott. Seeretary and Treasurer, . Howard Beebe Ross. Frank Leonard Allen, Montgomery Moore Goodwin, Jr., Leon Arthur Dickinson, William Louis McGrath, George Oliver Ellstrom, Howard Beebe Ross, John Frank Scott. 33 Athletics X whose head the laurels should be plaeed, who has eontributed in the greatest measure to the suecess of high sehool athleties, would indeed be hard ' to ' aseertain. Yet, while we do not intend to mention any names, still it must be admitted that with- out an effieient ca])tain and manager, not only the football, but also the basket ball and baseball teams, would have been an impossibility, and the sueeess of the meet ean easily- be traeed to the hard work and untiring energy of the eaptain of the traek team and the eommittee, espeei dly of its chairman. The officers of the Athletic Association come in for their share of the praise as well, and last but not least, the scho ol in general, without whose hearty support no form of athleties would be possible. Football A t first glance, the football record of last fall would ap])ear to be something of which the sehool ought to be ashamed, rather than proud. As a matter of fact, there are several things having a distinct bearing upon the matter which are not gen- erally known; or, if known, are not sufficiently con- sidered by man who are rather too much inclined to criticise. In the first jdaee, one cannot help but notice the 3t ATH LETICS indifference, the prejudice, we might even say the hostility of a great many outsiders towards high vSehool athletics. What the reasons of this are, we cannot say, it is not within our province to discuss the matter, but it is only too obvious that the people of Fitchburg as a whole either cannot or will not take a just and natural interest in the doings of the high school and especially its athletics. This rather disheartening fact was i])parently discovered by some of the pupils early in the season, who, accordingly, set about the laudable task of re- viving the school spirit (which appeared to have been dead and buried for mau} deerides), in order to offset as far as possible the growing evil of the lack of good support. How they succeeded is known to everybody. The eleven found itself su])ported as it had not been for years, not only by our never-failing Presence but by an altogether new collection of yells and songs, delivered with a snap and vim that would almost have made a stone dog jump. If the class of ’03 were as conceited as some which have gone before we would ])robably take the responsibility of this good result entirely upon our- selves to the unjust exclusion of everyone else. This would not only be unfair but untrue, as some few under-class men were, to a certain extent, concerned in it; but nevertheless we Jo maintain (and it is only right that we should do so) that the leading forces in this great reform were ’03 men, and that the leading support (financially and otherwise) emanated from the same source. The season itself might well be divided into two periods, that before and after the Great Reorganiza- tion. The first included all but the last game — the second comprised the final game with Gardner. 35 ATHLETICS At the beginning, tilings certainly looked rather (liseoiiraging. Good material offered itself, to be sure, but it was obviousl_v not the best to be found in the school, and there was not enough competition to make things interesting. There is no fault whatever to be found with either the captain or the manager of the eleven; they did their best, we know, but they could not do ever Thing nor could the " reasonably be expected to do so. What the team needed was a good coach — one prefeivably who had pla ' ed and knew all the ins and outs of the game, and who would not scruple to ‘ ' get into” the game himself if necessary. This the te im did not h ive, and though, under the circumstances, the} ' phu’ed well, the lack of a guiding hand was only too obvious to even the most uninitiated. It is not necessary to describe at very great length those first games which were ])layed, everyone knows the results. Let us rather pass on to the Second Great Period in the history of the eleven, enumerate its causes and examine its results. Several da3 ' s previous to the return game with Gardner, it apparently dawned upon several in au- thorit} that something must be radically wrong. Air. Hitchcock interpreted it as lack of practice, and so, in a magnificent plea which is worthy to go down in the Annals of All Time as a masterpiece of rhetoric, put the case before the school and called for volunteers for a practice game. The boys responded nobly and found themselves in the not-any-too-gentle hands of a new coach. The result was instantaneous! Much to our sur- prise, it was discovered that some of the new ma- terial was better than the old. Accordingly a com- plete reorganization was effected which resulted in 36 ATH LETICS two more ’03 men “making” the eleven, namely: Haekett and Shea. You all know about that Gard- ner game! How we held them down 0 to 0, and would most surely have seored if there had been but a minute or two more to play! Well, that was done with a team whieh eontained several new men, noviees almost, who hardly had time to learn the signals before they were ])ut into a regular game. So we ean only regret that the Great Reorganization did not eome earlier in the day. The team for the last season was eomposed of Molaghan, ’03, right end; Sherwin, ’06, Madden, ’06, right taekle ; Stone, ’05, Anderson, ’04, right guard; Haekett, ’03, Lee, ’05, eenter; Wilson, ’06, Miller, ’04, left guard; Champney, ’04, Shea, ’03, left taekle; Goulding, ’04, left end; H. Rieh, ’05, T. Rieh, ’03, quarter baek ; Austin, ’05, DesRivieres, ’05, right half baek ; Neweomb, ’02, Roddy, ’05, left half baek; Hardy, ’03 (Capt.), full baek. The Games Oct. 10, at Keene. K. H. S. 12, F. H. S. 0. Oct. 22, at Waltham. W. H. S. 45, F. H. S. 0. Oct. 25, at Fitchburg. L, H. S. 0, F. H. S. 34. Nov. 8, at Fitchburg. W. P. I. ’06, 16, F. H. S. 0. Nov. 12, at Gardner. G. H. S. 18, F. H. S. 6. Nov. 15, at Fitchburg. K. H. S. 11, F. H. S. 0. Nov. 22, at Fitchburg. G. H. S. 0, F. H. S. 0. Basket Ball HE basket ball season opened with the game L with L. H. S., in whieh we were defeated 24 to 19. The team was, however, eomposed of the best of material and there was not a slow or uninterest- 37 ATH LETICS in j: amc in the whole series. The siip])ort of the school was excellent, and though there were rather more defeats thrin we like to see, yet these were due rather to the heavier weight of some of the teams which we i)la 3 ' ed against, than to poor or indifferent individual plavdng or to ineffective team work on the ])art of the home team. The line-u]) and schedule of games were as follows: Shcrwin, ’OG, Fitzrov, ’OvG, right forward; II. Rich, ’05, left forward; Ilaiah , ’03, center; IMolaghan, ’03, right back; T. Rich, ’03, left back. Date. Opi)oncnt.s. Score. Score. Jan. 14-. L. H. S., 24 F. 11. S., 19 Jan. 16. Cushing Academy, 31 F. II. S., 9 Jan. 24. Worcester Classical H. S., 11 F. H. S., 25 Jan. 31. Cushing (2d team), 24 F. H. S., 4 Veb. 7. L. H. S., 14 F. II. S., 18 Feb. 14. K. H. S., 17 F. H. S., 14 Feb. 21. Nichols Acadenn ' , 34 F. H. S., 13 Feb. 25. K. H. S., 29 F. H. S., 14 Feb. 28. G. H. vS., 2 F. H. S., 20 Mar. 7. Southbridge H. S., 21 F. H. S., 32 Mar. 14. G. H. S., 14 F, H. S.. 12 Mar. 19. F. Business College, 3 F. H. S., 41 Mar. 21. Athol Y. M. C. A., 8 F. H. S., 50 Totals, 232 271 Baseball B efore the regular season commenced, each class organized a nine and a series of inter-class games was played in order to give the captain of the first team a chance to pick the best men in the school. The school championship was won b the seniors in three rather closel -contested games in which we defeated the juniors 6 to 1, the sophs 18 38 ATH LETICS to 5, and fiiYally, a nine picked from the three lower elassCvS 9 to 5. Of course after such a decided victor} for ’08, the nine, naturally, was chosen princi])ally from our class with the result that no less than six ’08 men made the team. The games speak for them- selves. The team was made up as follows: French, 08, pitcher; Sweeney, ’08, catcher; Molaghan, ’08, first base; Fitzroy, ’08, Rich, ’05, second base; Mair, ’08, third base; Beer, ’08, short stop; Roddy, ’05, left field; Farrell, ’05, center field; Ryan, ’05, Fitzro} ' , ’06, right field. The Games Apr. 25, at Clinton. Apr. 28, at Ashburnham. May 2, at Athol. May 6, at Ebtchburg. May 16, at Winchendon. May 20, at Fitchburg. May 23, at Gardner. May 27, at Fitchburg. June 3, at Fitchburg. June 11, at Fitchburg. C. H. 8. 10, F. H. 8. 4. C. A. 15, F. H. 8. 0. A. H. 8. 3, F. H. 8. 8. L. A. 3, F. H. 8. 7. M. A. 4, F. H. 8. 16. C. H. 8. 10, F. H. 8. 14. G. H. 8. 9, F. H. 8. 12. M. A. 22, F. H. 8. 2. G. H. 8. 2. F. H. 8. 1. A. H. 8. 11, F. H. 8. 10. Track Team T he Track team was the outcome of a growing desire, throughout the school, for a revival of field athletics such as used to flourish in former years. The only drawback was a lack of trained material, for Hardy was the only one in school who had ever really participated, but it was voted by the association to have a team, so Hardy and Haekett were accordingly elected captain and manager re- 39 ATH LETICS spectively, and arrangements were made for a field meet. This took place at the driving park June 6, in which three other schools, Gardner, Leominster and Murdock, competed with Fitchburg for the champion- ship. It was seen almost from the first that the con- test really lay between Gardner and Fitchburg, and for the first few events the points were nearly even. Then the superior weight of the Gardner fellows began to tell and thev soon took the lead for keeps, coming in under the wire a winner. Fitchburg was second, Leominster third and Murdock fourth. The result was a big disappointment to us, for the par- ticipants had trained both long and well, but as it was they made a fine showing, and if the under-class men who took part will only continue in the way they have started, they will stand a good chance of carrying off the laurels in 1904-. Those who scored for Fitchburg were : Hardy, ’03, 12 points; Munn, ’02, 5 points; Shanks, ’04, 5 points; Miller, ’04, IFi points ; Curley, ’06, to point. f 40 Poore (denioiivStrating proposition) — “If one arc is greater than another, its cliorcl is the greater arc, but this is contrar3 to hypothenuse.” “Why I walked to Shirley.” — Goodwin. Cobb — “Kindly " go home and kick yourself, Ross.” Allen — (to Goodwin, who is holding Scott in his lap) — “There’s a big spider on you.” Cobb’s new philosophy: “It is harder to ask a question than to answer one.” He must have had experience. Miss Spaulding — “What musical instrument most nearly resembles the human voice?” Lowe — “The phonograph.” “ A short line is the straightest distance between two points.” — Ellstrom. “The lesson is easy but the teacher is not.” — C. W. C. Mr. Nolen thinks “Carl” is a good “Walker.” How do you like waiting, Jack? 41 JUNK Gobi) (])ointing to Dickinson’s figure — on the black- Ijoard)— “ What do you call that, a wishbone?” “Don’t let those girls in the corner disturb you too much, Mr. Cobb.” “And thc ' would not even pick me up.”— J. R. “Better bring an opera glass next time, Howard.” “A gentlemen to see you, Miss Sleeper.” (A case of mistaken identit3 ) D. Lowe’s axiom — “ Aeeording to Wentworth.” Miss Sleeper and several girls were laughing in Room 26 , when Mr. Nolen rang the bell, saying, ' ' Girls, be more quiet there.” Mr. Nolen — (Scott meanwhile is moving his ears violentW) — “Some people still retain the power to move their ears, but the3 have not progressed as far as the rest of humanit3 ” “There’s too much advice floating around here.” — Dick. “You’re not the onl3 pebble, Adoses.” — Cobb. “Don’t look at me — 3 ' ou’ll never see anything.” — C. W. C. Miss Spaulding (reading “Life”) — “Don’t think because I’m reading this that I take life seriousl3 .” Lost. — Somewhere among the dense woods of a centur3 ’s growth upon the face of one Leon Dickin- son, a shave which was supposed to have started to chop down the woods before mentioned upon the face of said Dickinson. The shave started some eight years ago and has never been heard of since. An3 information regarding said shave will be rewarded, as I need the shave m3 " self. “Fweddie” Piper. 42 JUNK “A tetrahedron may be divided into any ninn])er of similar polyhedrons.” — Poore. ‘‘Our Poore relations are always with ns.” — Miss Spaulding. Cobb — “Are you twisted eloek-wise or eounter eloek-wivSe ?” Pvllstrom — “ Both.” “I always avoid work when I can.” — Cobb. Mr. Nolen wonders if Miss Ryan writes Dono- van’s exeuse. Why is Ross like a good shepherd ? Beeause he takes eare of his Lamb. Miss Munn does not know the differenee between “oseulate” and “oseillate.” “Vieisset” (we-kiss-it) is eontrary to faet and future time. What lies we tell ! Helen Brown announees the intention of having her name changed before the Class Book comes out. Unsuspecting friend — “Do you take French, Miss Carter?” Blushes answer. Who formed the most brilliant couple at the Val- entine party ? Answer found with E. E. Munn, ’02. “I used to get full three times a day.” — C. W. C. G. P. H. — “What do greenbacks look like?” Ellstrom — “They have green backs.” Fitzroy (speaking of class pictures) — “ When shall we have our ‘settings?’” Cobb — “What does a connecting rod do?” R. Lowe — “It connects.” “The ‘ez’ method is always the best.” — E. A. H. S. 43 JUNK Scraps from “The Smile.” Piper saVvS he does not ])ay l)oard any more, 1)e- eanse liis house is sii])ported l)y the foundation. Hrowne writes a twenty page composition on “Romola” for Miss S])aulding. Dr. Fiske and Dr. Rice are now attending him. His case is thought to be temporary insanity and is considered dangerous. Drops taken ])y Graves : Dropped in school. in Room 28. P ' reneh. in to afternoon-session, from A to B. ' Manual Training. in to see Miss Fitz after session, school and out. Who has not had A slip of paper saying, “The monareh of 44 Wishes to see you quiekly, Ere you leave the high school door.” On Tuesday the second and third hour manual training class did some special work for Mr. Kimball. What they did : Oh, what a blessing just to think H. Walter Browne cleaned out the sink. Mr. Kimball’s little band Spent the hour sifting sand. In our class there is much laughter, Dickinson picked out the plaster. The “Junior Smile” was a paper issued weekly in Room 28 during our Junior year, H. Walter Browne, ex-’03, editor. These few “ Scraps ” furnish an interesting sidelight on onr school life at that time. 44 JUNK On Tuesday Mr. Kiniball asks Piper to scrape off the flasks. On Wednesday Graves was feelin sore, For on Tuesday he had to sweep the floor. Wellington also had to toil — He fixed the tools that needed oil. Browne’s new set of marks : A — Abominable. B— Bad. C — Correet. D — Desirable. In “ Maebeth ” some erities sa that Banquo would elaim the right to Dunean’s Air (Heir) ship. The first hour English of Room 22 attended the afternoon .session for the first time in a body on Thursday. Ross reeeived his first shave at the Sentinel olfiee last Wednesday. See Ross for partieulars. Dickinson also has had a scrape. He is a smooth article. HAPPINESS. To make it: Take a hall dim lit, A pair of stairs where two may sit ; Of music soft, a bar or two, Two spoons of— just two spoons, you know — Of little love pats, one or two, Or one squeezed hand instead will do; A waist, the size to be embraced. Then two ripe lips are soft and sweet; You’ll find your happiness complete. KISSES. “ What is a kiss ? ” “ A kiss is a noun, both common and proper.” “Can you decline it?” “It is never declined.” 45 JUNK Next— “What is a kiss?” “A kiss is nothing divided by two.” “Do you prefer long or short division?” “It depends on the divisor.” Graves of the “Mvsterj’” shows little taste, In Manual Training he loses his waste. Browne’s method of reducing iron from the ore — putting it in at the top and taking it out at the bottom, “for exercise.” April 19, 1902— E. A. H. takes an involuntary ' swim in Falulah brook. Mr. Obear — “Miss Damon, give the equation for making H.” No answer. Mr. Obear (a moment later) — “What makes you think so?” 4:6 Anticipations. LONG in the summer of 1903, after our class had graduated, I was honored one day by a call from our greatly respected though often ridiculed “Banty,” our geologist, astronomer, and general jaek-of- all- trades in the scientific line. At first I was greatly surprised that such a great man (intellectually speaking, of course, not lit- erally) should condescend to vi.sit such an insignifi- cant atom as I, and when I learned the purport of his visit, you may be sure I went into raptures. For what had he to propose but that I should take a trip to the moon in an airship of his own designing in order to see if that satellite was really inhabited. When I had in a measure recovered from the shock of this sudden proposal (not his first either, we are led to understand) he took me over to the manual training department to have a look at this wonderful invention. As we approached the building, I noticed that all the windows were boarded up so as to shut out any prying eyes, and on entering, I hardly recognized the familiar old room where we had spent so many happy (?) hours. Gone were the benches, the lockers, the tool-eabinets, the grindstone! Gone were all the objects of industry and misery with which we used to while (or loaf) away two solid hours every day! But instead, filling up the whole center of the room, was a stupendous creation of wood, iron and steel, ' 47 ANTICI RATIONS on which tlie l)03 s of the manual training depart- ment were putting the finishing touches. When I had somewhat recovered from the aston- ishment of seeing this strange a])parition, the Pro- fessor took me all over the machine, explaining its intrieacies and elucidating all its technicalities, but this only served to bewilder me the more. He then explained that he had provisioned the ship for a fif- teen or twenty Ax ars’ cruise, by means of a method of compressing food to a minimum volume, which he had just discovered in the course of his experiments in the laboratory. “I intend,” he informed me, ‘‘to make a trial trip in about a week, in which I shall ascend to a rarefied atmosphere. Then, if ever3Thing goes well, I shall start the next week for the moon.” Of course I was delighted with the idea and started out at once to make all my arrangements for the great trip. At last everything was read3 It seemed as if evei vone in Fitchburg had come to see the launching of this new invention. With a farewell gesture to the sea of upturned faces, the Professor touched a button at his side. A bell rang in the interior, and almost immediatel3 a might3 throbbing was heard and the propeller began to move, slowly at first, but increasing to a fearful velocity, as we majestically mounted toward the vast blue dome above us. But it is not in 1113 province to speak of the wonderful journe3 we made, for the Professor is soon to dis- close it to the world in fifteen folio volumes, price $ 125 . Suffice it to say, that after numerous startling adventures and hairbreadth escapes, we finally started on our return journe3 to the earth, after an ab- sence of almost fifteen years. Imagine with what sensations I ' gazed at the little shining round ball T8 ANTICI PATIONS above us, whicli we were so rapidly approaehing, and realized that we should soon l e baek among our friends again — those same friends of our sehool days with whom I had spent so many happy hours. Then I fell to speeulating what they would look like after this long interval — who would be there and who would l)e absent, and I wondered whieh one of them I should ehanee to behold first. As we approaehed nearer and nearer the earth I began to scan the ever-widening horizon for signs of any familiar landmarks, but in vain. On every side stretehed a eheerless desert waste of burning sand, (the Great Sahara, so the Professor identified it,) not a living soul as far as the eye could see! For several days we floated above it, and had almost despaired of ever seeing any human thing, when, happening to glance toward the far-off horizon, I deseried what appeared to be a worm, slowly toiling towards us under the glaring sun. On nearer approach it ap- peared to be a caravan of Arabs, and when they saw us shooting toward them they all prostrated them- selves with loud cries. Not all, however, for on run- ning down the rope ladder I was astounded to behold my old elassmates, Moses and Fisher, standing before me. Of course we showed them over the ship and gave them a short account of our adventures, and as they were running short of water we manufac- tured a quantity for them b} the Professor’s patent process. They were bound for the interior of Africa, they . told us, on an exploring expedition, having traveled all over the world since we had last seen them. Finall} " we bade them good-bye and resumed our eastern journey, soon leaving the de.sert, and for some time passed over a dense jungle, which extended for 49 ANTICIPATIONS hundreds of miles on every side. One day, while con- versing on the quarter deck and gazing at the ever- changing scenery just below us, we were all startled by a fusillade of shots and yells, issuing from a thicket just beneath us. Instantly the ship was stopped, and running to the rail we looked over. A most blood-curdling sight we saw ! Partly sheltered by a hastily improvised barricade of rocks and tree- trunks, we beheld a party of about a dozen white men defending themselves desperately from the furi- ous attack of a horde of shouting savages. Appar- ently we had come just in time, for alread} " they had fired their last round of cartridges and clubbed their rifles, resolved to die as stubbornly as possible. On seeing the ship, however, the black fellows scattered immediately and the white men came towards us with shouts of welcome. Imagine our astonishment on recognizing in the party John Alair and Thomas JManey of the dear old class of ’03 ! Of course we gave them all a hearty welcome, and after furnishing them with ammunition and compressed food, bade them good-bye, with a hearty hand-shake all around. From this place we steered a northwesterly course so as to come out on the Mediterranean, it being our Professor’s intention to make a short trip through Europe before crossing to America. After an unevent- ful trip we came in sight of the shores of Turkey and changed our course so as to head for the capital, Constantinople. Upon reaching this queer, historical city, we were taken at once into the presence of the Sultan. And whom do you suppose we found seated beside him ? I swan, if it wasn’t another ’03 man, “Balw” Ross, acting as confidential secretary and adviser to the Sultan of Turkey! Of course we were delighted to see him and nothing would do but he 50 ANTICIPATIONS must take us around to his palace and show us his collection of wives. “ Banty ” was nothing loath, so we adjourned to the harem, where we were met with another surprise, for whom do you think we found there but the former Misses Hutchins, O’Connor and Sands of the Fitchburg high school. Our next stop was at Paris, where we traveled about, seeing the sights and astoundin g the natives, and finally dropped into a cafe to see what cooked food tasted like. We were now so immuned to sur- prises that we greeted Marion Emerson, who waited upon us, as a matter of course. After leaving Paris we literally made a “flying” trip to London, where we were presented to the king and queen and also to the Duchess of York, who turned out to be no less a person than our old friend Gertrude Neil. Here we made a slight alteration in our plans. Instead of crossing directly to America as we had intended, the Professor announced that as there was to be a total eclipse of the sun in less than a week, which would be visible only in China and a part of India, he was going to travel that way and “take it in.” In a couple of days we had crossed the mountains between Europe and Asia and entered the land of rice and pig-tails. The Professor had previ- ously told us, that by means of his “ what-you-may- call-it scope,” he had discovered rumors of Boxer uprisings floating in the atmosphere and warned us to be on the “lookout” for disturbances. We soon found his suspicions to be well grounded, for one morning, as we were slowly moving along at not more than two hundred miles an hour, we heard a great shouting below us, and upon investigating, saw to our horror two missionaries, man and wife, tied to stakes and surrounded by a howling, blood- 51 ANTICIPATIONS thirsty crowd of Boxers, wlio were about to 1)urn them to death. Of course we lost no time in rescu- in . them from this unha])])} predicament, and to our ineffable joy, found them to be George and Ruth, who had come to China to convert the heathen. As they thought they had had quite enough of mission- ary ' work, we took them to the coast and saw them safely ' embarked for civilization. Our next adventure happened in the middle of the Pacific ocean. On the second day out we met a ty ' - phoon and escaped with our lives only ' by rising above it. It lasted for three days and then disap- peared as suddenly as it had come. As we descended toward the surface, we found ourselves approaching a small desert island, which appeared absolutely des- titute of all signs of life. On nearer approach, how- ever, we discovered a group of sailors on the top- most pinnacle of the island, waving frantically ' at us with an old red shirt. They turned out to be the surviving passengers and crew of the bark “Andy Nolen,” seventeen days out from Townsend Harbor and bou nd for China with a cargo of cheese sand- wiches. Among them we recognized Thatcher Rich and George Harris of our immortal class and before we left, we gave them two or three y ' ears’ provisions, together with a copy of Cobb’s “Geometiw,” and promised to send an expedition to their relief. We then arrived without further incident at San Francisco and y ' ou may be sure we were mighty glad to see the dear old Stars and Stripes once more. I suppose we must have looked rather green though, for as I was walking along one of the principal streets, I was accosted by ' a flashily dressed man, with a profusion of jewelry (evidently the most ap- proved tyqDC of bunco-steerer), who tried to get me ANTICI RATIONS interested in the gold brick business. After a close scrutiny of his countenance, I recognized him as our dear old “Fweddie” fhper, so instead of turning him over to the nearest “copper,” an immense man of gigantic stature, whom I recognized as A. Beer, I gave him a dime, told him to repent of his sins and go and get an ice cream soda. After leaving ’Frisco we crossed the Rockies, get- ting a glimpse one day of Donovan and Miss Morrill engaged in their favorite occupation of mountain climbing. We next landed in Salt Lake City for a short rest, and while there, happening to run across Sweeney, he insisted on taking us home to lunch. Though polygamy is now supposed to be extinct in America, Fm stumped if that boy didn’t have as many as three wives, and every one of them an ’03 girl at that! They were the former Misses Crotty, Hartley and Kirby, and we had quite a chat about old times, though his twenty-seven children bothered us somewhat when we tried to talk. Our next stop was at a large cow ranch in Col- orado, where we were made right royally welcome by “Billy” McGrath and his charming little wife. Abbie was looking more beautiful than ever and they seemed to get along together like two kittens. The cowboys were “rounding up” a lot of steers at the time, and among them (that is, the cowboys, not the steers,) we recognized Sullivan and Hassett. But the greatest joke of all was when we “spotted” Miss Batchelder reading her essay to a hilarious and ap- preciative audience of “loaded” Indians. “Billy” told us, too, before we left that “Mont” Goodwin, our esteemed and honored president, had (wonder of wonders) turned woman-hater and was now living a hermit’s life among the dense woods, in the foothills 53 ANTICI RATIONS of the Rockies. Naturally, we then inquired as to the whereabouts of Margaret, and learned that after the shock she had retired to a convent, where she was to spend the rest of her days. A sad, sad stor3 is it not ? On the journey " eastward from Colorado we wit- nessed many strange sights, but recognized no more old friends until we neared Chicago, where, while sailing along just over a broad highway, we noticed two large elouds of dust approaching from opposite direetions at a terrifie speed. We had just barely time to make out in them two gigantic motor cars, one driven by Ralph Lowe and the other by an equally enthusiastic auto-maniac. Miss Jennison, when they came together with a frightful crash. As soon as the dust had finally settled enough to allow us to examine the scene of the eatastrophe, we found that the eoneussion had gouged out a hole fifty feet deep and fully a hundred yards in diameter, but not so mueh as a vestige of the autos or their occupants was to be found, their remains having been scattered over seventeen counties. Horrible fate! We now steered a straight course for home, and while passing over Gardner caught a fleeting glimpse of our old friend, Grace Stockwell. We had only time to recolleet the Gardner reeeption and what must probably have been the result, when we finally eame in sight of our dear old Fitchburg, from which we had parted so many years before. But what a Fitehburg it was! If we hadn’t loeated ourselves beyond all possibility of a doubt by means of the Professor’s improved instruments, I should surely have thought that we had come to the wrong place. As it was, we were eompletely at sea, so to speak, and it was only by the merest ehanee 54 ANTICIPATIONS that we distinguished our dear old Alma Mater from among the immense sky-scrapers which surrounded it. When at last we alighted in front of the school we were hopelessly bewildered and would probabl} have lost ourselves completely if the principal had not “ Galluped ” out, accompanied by a small arm of teachers and assistants, among whom I recognized Catherine Sheehan, Alice Ward, Annie Ward, Bridget Lynch, Helen Brown, Margaret Hitchcock and Helen Parks, and taken us in tow. Of course they were overjoyed to see us alive and well, for every one had believed us to have perished years before, and as soon as the news of our unexpected arrival had spread through the city we were overwhelmed by a perfect avalanche of callers and invitations. Our first act, after being shown all over the school building by the enthusiastic Oren, was to drive to the American House, where we registered as “Professor Hartwell and Assistant, the Moon,” and engaged a suite of rooms, after having seen the good old air-ship safely housed. This palatial hotel was now run entirely by women, and prospered amazingly under the wise and skilful management of Misses Lee and MacNamara. Every single employee in this establishment was a member of the fairer sex, from the clerk. Hazel Damon, to the “elevator girl,” whom we “spotted” as Pearl Harrington; and it seemed rather strange, to say the least, to have our carriage led away by a “ ’ostleress,” Miss Donahoe, and our luggage taken care of by the lusty Katha- rine Herlihy. Soon, however, the strangeness of the situation wore off, and we were ready to receive visitors. The first card, which the “bell-girl” Margaret Moore brought in was this: 55 ANTICI RATIONS Levi Lawrence, Grand Promoter and Originator. Trusts and Monopolies Organized and Equipped AT THE Smallest Possible Cost. Of course we bade her show him up immediately, and when he had finished greeting us in his usual effusive manner, he entered into the details of a seheme for organizing a side-show in which to ex- hibit ourselves and the ship. In persuasive tones he informed us that we eould make a million in two months, easy! — if onl3 " we would advance him a couple of hundred “plunks” to “start the ball roll- ing.” In the eourse of half an hour we finalW suc- eeeded in getting rid of him, though not without great patience and mueh diplomac3 " (for he was a persistent man, to sa3 ' ' the least), and were beginning to rejoiee in a brief respite, when two demure little Salvation Arm3 lassies, Fannie Pierson and Sybil Willard, were announeed, who after greeting us, pro- eeeded at once to “strike” us for contributions to the “War Cry.” That was the last straw I Just as soon as I had a chance to escape, I sneaked out b3 the back wa3 ' , and started on a stroll through the town to recuper- ate m3 shattered nerves and incidentally see the sights as well. I had scareel3 gone two blocks be- fore I met with an adventure, whieh for startling details and dramatic climaxes might well be ranked with the most thrilling ineidents ever related in Ell- strom’s beloved “Tip Tops.” I had just entered Haekett’s auetioneering establishment, where the re- doubtable “Joe” was extolling in a voice of thunder the excellences of certain articles of household furni- ture, when I was attraeted b3 ' shouts outside. Run- 56 ANTICI RATIONS ning to the door I was transfixed by such a fearful sight, that luy hair stood up straight and the blood seemed frozen in my veins ! Rushing towards me at terrific speed was a pair of runaway horses, dragging after them a fashionable turnout in which was seated a well dreSvSed young lady, hatless and white faced with terror. The carriage was swaying from side to side and seemed in imminent danger of overturning, in which case the lovely occupant was sure to be badly injured if not killed outright. Everyone seemed rooted to the ground with horror! No — not ever3 " one, however, for at the same instant a man, shabbily dressed and possessing every external appearance of the thoroughbred “hobo,” started out directly in front of the approaching brutes and extended his arms as if to stop them. Many turned their heads, unwilling to witness the impending catastrophe, but wonder of wonders, just as the flying horses seemed on the point of trampling him under foot, they sud- denly wavered, slowed up, and finally stopped within less than two feet of their intrepid opponent. Then and only then, did I recognize this daring defender of frightened femininity. It was our old friend “Dub” Molaghan, and his apparentl3 heroic action was only one more instance of his marvelous influence aver the lower animals. By a strange coincidence the occu- pant of the carriage was no other than the object of his affections, Miss Ryan, whose repeated refusals to marry him had been the cause of his “going to the dogs.” This last instance of his undying devotion was, however, too much for even her heart of steel, and only the other day I received an invitation to the nuptials which are to come off in September. Long may they wave ! Even the sight of Fitzroy wielding a pick and 57 ANTICI RATIONS sliovel in the middle of the street was a kind of relief to nn " overwrought nerves, for it indicated that I must expect only the unexpected. A billboard, posted at the entrance of the Cum- ings theater, next attracted my attention. This is what I read : POLITE VAUDEVILLE ALL NEXT WEEK, Comprising Walter P. French Coined} ' Acrobat Carter Sisters, . . Dainty Singing and Dancing Comediennes Bertha Smith, Refined Musical Artist And a host of others equally as good. Management of Daniel T. Shea, universally known to theater- goers as the “Wonderful One-horse Shea.’’ DON’T MISS IT! A little farther along, as I was passing by a neat little cottage, I was arrested by the sound of voices issuing from one of the open windows. “Does ’oo love ’oo ’ittle dovey, sweetness?” a voice which I recognized as belonging to the former Miss Baldwin was inquiring. Another replied, “Why, does hone doul)t its loving hubby, my pretty ’ittle peach blos- som?” Herbert’s melodious voice was followed by such a series of suspiciously suggestive sounds that I was obliged to stuff my handkerchief into m mouth and make a dash for liberty. What was coming next? I was soon to know. Again I was stopped Iw the sound of conversation, this time in angr dis- sention. “What do you mean by coming home in such a condition, 3 ou miserable, good-for-nothing wretch?” a woman’s voice was saying in loud and rasping tones. “Was it for this I married 3 ou, I’d like to know? Answer me, I say!” But I waited to hear no more. The married life of Mr. and Mrs. J. 58 ANTICIPATIONS Frank Scott had turned out to be rather uncon- genial — that was all. By this time I had about come to the eonclusion that the limit had nearly been reaehed, and was meditating turning my steps onee more towards the hotel, when I happened to glance into the window of a large book store and was stopped by the sight of several familiar names displayed therein. A few text books first attraeted my attention and among them I recognized Gallup’s improved “Trigonometry or Gallupology,” and a French Grammar by Ross which is pronounced by many eritics to be the best of its kind in existence. In another part of the win- dow I eame upon a group of popular fiction. Some of the most important were: “My F ' lirtations ’’ in two volumes, by F. Piper; “Errors,” by Capt. Mol- aghan ; “Dickinson’s Dramatic Works;” “How to Treat a Cold Sore,” Ellstrom ; An “Autobiography,” by “Jack,” with an index of names; “Hints on Fancy Dancing,” R. Lowe; “Cobb’s Joke Book” (on ice); “Work, How to Avoid it,” by Poore, and last but not least, two companion pieces, “How to In- erease Flesh,” and “How to Reduce Flesh,” by Miss Morrill and Beer respectively. Upon my arrival at the hotel I found the Pro- fessor waiting for me, and the air-ship in readiness to make a short trip to Australia to observe certain natural phenomena which were shortly to occur. We were destined never to reach there, however, for just as we had commenced to rise majestically toward the tree-tops we were startled by a loud shout below. Looking down I beheld the figure of a man running towards us with long strides and shouting at the top of his voice, “The bomb! The bomb! Look out for the bomb!” I had only time to recognize him as 59 ANT ICI RATIONS the ever-tardy Dickinson, when a deafening explosion rent the air. The whole universe seemed blown into eternity, and I felt myself falling, falling, falling, in the midst of the most intense blackness imaginable. This seemed to continue for ages and ages, when sud- denly I brought up against something with a most terrifie crash, and awoke to find myself sprawled at full length upon the floor, with all the bedclothes gathered in a heap about me. So I crawled back to bed and was soon lost in slumber. 60 Class Song Words by Abbie Frances Munn. Tune — “ Auld Lang Syne.” Should schoolmates dear e’er be forgot, When years have passed away ; Should schoolmates dear e’er be forgot, And days of nineteen-three? As nineteen-three we meet to night To sadly say farewell. But in our hearts for school days past Will fondest memories dwell. To know is power, we’ll e’er hold fast. Wherever we may be ; We’ll wave our motto high with pride On every land and sea. “To know is power,’’ so sing it loud As long as we may live; To it we’ll look for higher things. And happiness t’will give. Press on, ye youths, through years to come. With hearts both brave and true; Press on, ye friends and classmates dear. That we may honor you. Strike out again with ardor strong. To gain the highest goal. Strike out again and struggle long. Attain the honor roll. 61 Q Cobb — “How many minutes in a second?” Dickinson — “ Sixtj ' .” Pupils of the Fitchburg’ High School have great advantages Our customers have great advantages. Because they can choose from a large, carefully selected stock of fancy and sta- ple Groceries, always fresh, at reasonable prices. Bear this in mind in the future when looking for a place to trade. F. L. DRURY 138 Main Street FITCHBURG Percy H. Safford WATCHES CLOCKS JEWELRY FINE REPAIRING HAND-PAINTED CHINA Genuine Antique Crockery CEi Furniture 292 Main Street, Fitchburg Q ueen UALITY THE FAMOUS SHOE FOR WOMEN Fitchburg Shoe Store 142 MAIN STREET : : FITCHBURG A.tEfitabrook 196 MAIN STREET CORNER PRICHARD MISSES CRANDON CEi MANNIX MxHUxtVB 215 Main Street, Fitchburg Brownell CS, Mason Plumbing anZ He ting 159 MAIN STREET : : FITCHBURG Telephone 4313-4 Edwin M. Read Confectioner a nd Caterer 370 Main Street, Fitchburg Lovering, Elliott — Company — Clothiers and Hatters 121 MAIN STREET : : FITCHBURG Miss Spaulding (reading Ivanhoe) — “What is the substance of Chapter 32 ? ” Harris — “Please tell me what it is about.” Hackett (leading debate) — “Mr. Chairman, Judge, and — whatever you call those things in the back of the room.’’ LATER ON The long-wished-for vacation, and with it THE MANY WANTS The Outing Suit The Negligee Shirts Belt, Hosiery, etc., etc. Trunk or Dress Suit Case We can supply your needs correctly Lyons, Davis Company Haberdashers to the People Charles F. Page Company Wholesale and Retail GROCERS Special attention given to both large and small orders Highest Quality CEi Lowest Prices 153 MAIN ST., FITCHBURG ‘We Best in the City Is the verdict of Fitchburg Soda lovers on our Ice Cream Soda and College Ices We use the best fresh fruit, purest cream and other materials, lots of ice, and em- ploy an expert soda dispenser, who gives his time exclusively to our soda department, thus assuring our patrons prompt service. Hayes CS, Pierson Company The Druggists Under American House Union Coal Co. Otto Coke Dry Wood Clean Coal Pure Ice 119 Main Street 14 Rollstone Street Depot Street, West Fitchburg Miss Morrill — “ Negative of subjunetive of purpose takes ‘ ut non.’ ’’ Mr. Nolen — “Is that so?’’ Miss Morrill — “Ne” (nay). Miss Si)aul(linj; ( cxpljiiniiij plays) — “Here is a eliatiee for love-makinj .” (ioodwin — “I like that.” PRINTING THAT SUITS IS HAD AT THE OFFICE OF THE SENTINEL PRINTING COMPANY, 389 MAIN ST., FITCHBURG You can’t forget the SENTINEL Compliments of Allen CBb Lesure (iur Aiibfrliabrs Clothiers, Hatters Gent’s Furnishers WE EXTEND THE 146 Main Street, Fitchburg SINCEREST THANKS FOR THEIR PART IN For Best Groceries THIS BOOK (Eksa of 19113 always go to WALTER A. POORE GIVE THEM YOUR PATRONAGE WALLACE BLOCK THE EDITORS Everything good to eat Miss Spaulding — “ What was the social position of English women in the 18th century?” Dickinson — “They were generally married.” Ellstrom — “I was looking ' for a dime.” Cobb — ‘‘ Don’t worry, you won’t find it.” °l e Goodnow Compan3 OUTFITTERS TO CLASS ’03, F. H. S. 210-212 MAIN STREET FITCHBURG. MASS. High School Scholars know where to get the best, and that is why they buy their Ice Cream and Candy gf NUTTING ca, TRUE 36 Main Street PIANOS Note the List : KRAKAUER BROS. POOLE . BOURNE SCHIRMER KELLER BROS. WESSELL H. M. CABLE All the latest Publications TUNING AND RENTING Sheet Music at reduced rates J. F. CHAFFIN 157 Main St. Tel. 518-4 Established 1867 FRANKLIN S. HALL SiammtJiB (CompUmruta nf Watches Cut Glass Silverware Jewelry and Optical Goods Fine Repairing 194 Main Street Fitchburg a iFrmth Scott (who is going to study for the ministry) — ‘‘May I marry vou, Ruth?” Ruth— “Yes.” P. Lowe (referring to an exatnijle) — “How do you do — ?’’ Cobh — “ Pretty well, thank you.” Remember — You sleep two-thirds of the time AND THAT YOU CAN GET A Good Iron Bed for $2.50 c it FERDINAND FURNITURE COMPANY’S 219-221 Main Street, Fitchburg, Mass. College Boxes of Confectionery HARVARD YALE -ii PRINCETON COLUMBIA PENN, ETC. SOLE AGENCY FOR HUYLER ' S CHOCOLATES AND BON-BONS We WHITE DRUG STORE D, Chas. O’Connor CBb Co. 243 Main Street Fitchburg Compliments of LITCHFIELD ca, STEBBINS One-Price Clothiers Hatters and Gents’ Furnishers 120 MAIN STREET FITCHBURG, MASS. Under American House Mr. Nolen — “What god is referred to?” Jessie — “ Love.” Air. Nolen — “I don’t understand.”


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