Natick High School - Sassamon Yearbook (Natick, MA)

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8 TH li SASSAMC JN 5? 5- ff: SL: Z? , fx: ? S,'fl.UT.'fTORY The class of 1916 extends to you all a most cordial welcome tonight. XVe are glad that you are able to be with us at this time when we receive our reward for four long, yet seemingly short, years of work. We have reached the goal for which we have striven-graduation. lthile I was considering what 1 might say to welcome you here, the thought came to me, the very letters of the word XYelcome stand for many useful, guid- ing thoughts which we might well keep in mind for the future. The initial letter XY could represent the wisdom we have attained here under the careful guidance of our teachers as well as the welcome that we, all of us, feel toward you tonight-the pleasure of having you with us. It expresses our worth to the world in the future, our worthiness as citizens to serve our town, our state, our country! lf designates our education: the.edu- cation that our town has given us as an example of its faith and trust in usg an education that has fitted our class for bigger, better, broader citizenship. lf, likewise, designates our earnest endeav- ors in our school life. Our equipment is good, our armor is strong: so let us meet the battles of life face to face. l. stands for the great field of l.ife which stretches out before us. It stands for the language of that life-for the language and the lessons that we have yet to learn. I, symbolizes the love that we x bear towards our Alma Mater, a love that has increased through the close com- panionship of our life hereg and it rep- resents the loss of these friends and these teachers that have meant so much to us. C indicates first of all our class. The class of 1916! Long may it live, united in spirit though our ways may be far apart. May we be able to come back as alumni, when opportunity affords, and live over again scenes that are dear to us. C is for the character we have been moulding during the past few years. XVill it stand the test of Life? C stands for this Commencement. Let this day be the brightest and happiest of our high school course. Let us be of good cheer and enjoy these last few hours while we still have them with us. O expresses the oneness of our hearts and minds on this occasion, a parting which is one of both joy and sadness. It represents, too, the door of opportun- ity. XVe, alone, can find the key which will open to us, perhaps, Success. M points to our class motto I serve. Certainly one worthy of any class. Let it be our motto through life. None bet- ter could we find. M speaks of the mem- ories that will be left us after Commence- ment is over. Some will be happy, some, no doubt, will be sad. It would not be right if it were not so, for sadness, in its opposite quality, serves only to heighten our happiness. lf reminds us of the end, the parting of the ways. that is so near, Some are to enter directly the school of life-

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THE SASSAMON 7 1916-17 SASSAMON STAFF After due consideration, with the aid of Miss Sweet and Miss Siming- ton, the Sassamon staff has succeed- ed in selecting next year's board. Editor-in-chief, William McGorum, '17, Associate Editors, Frieda Diehl, '17, Francis Buckley, '18, and William A. Hero, '18, Class Editors, Marjorie Twitchell, '17, and julia Oliver, '17, Mildred McCarty, '18, and jack Kelly, '18, Beatrice Parmenter, '19, and Elden Patterson, '19, Subscription Editor, Mary Doon, '18, Athletic Editors, Jo- seph Dwyer, '17, Lloyd Jacobs, '18, and Ruth Allen, '18, Art Exchange Editor, Eleanor Bowen, '17, Business Mana- gers, Myles Russell, '18, Walter Mon- tieth, '17, and Laura MacSwan, '17. These pupils have been selected be- cause they seemed best qualihed for the position they were chosen to fill. VVe solicit your support and promise you a live magazine for next year. You can't afford to miss a copy. Subscribe now! LATIN PLAY On May 10th, the Senior and Junior Latin classes together with a few cho- sen Sophomores, under the direction of Miss Davis and Miss Clifford, enter- tained the other Latin classes and the teachers, in the gymnasium, with the play Pyramus and Thisbe given wholly in Latin. The cast occupied the seats in the center of the gymnasi- um, while the bleachers on both sides were occupied by the audience. In the first scene, the house, consisting of the boys and girls, was successfully built by the aedificator, Annie Rosen- thal. Some of the unfortunates repre- sented the doors and hinges of the res- idence. Pyramus, Ralph Wilde, and Thisbe, Marjorie Twitchell, were seat- ed in their respective houses by their parents, the father, John Wardell, and the mother, G. Wilde. When the par- ents had made their exit, Pyramus and Thisbe, in very modern fashion, made arrangements for a meeting that even- ing at the tomb of Ninus. Then the aedificator announced the close of Scene I, and ordered the walls to dis- perse. The imaginary curtain in the second scene rose on Ninus, in the person of R. Foley, who walked sedately in and calmly announced Mortuus sum. A tomb made of the lunch table, covered with sheets, was placed over him, cov- ering all but his feet. The lion, john- son, attired in a shaggy fur rug and masked with a lion's head, made of paper, in the drawing room, roared very effectively and succeeded in frightening Thisbe away. Pyramus, a trifle late, seeing the lion's footprints in the sand and no Thisbe, tragically killed himself and fell gracefully to the ground. Thisbe returning, and finding her lover dead, thrust the same dagger into her side and fell lifeless beside him. The audience were held breath- less at this point, so realistic were both suicides! Next the mourners, wearing black crepe paper bands on their arms, and weeping profusely into black crepe paper handkerchiefs, surrounded the dead ones. The sun and moon, neces- sary to the setting of the story, were represented by Lucille Ambler and Frieda Diehl. They wore placards which read respectively, Ego sum Sol, Ego sum Luna. At the end of the second scene, the dead forms arose and proceeded to brush the dust from their garments in a very lively manner. After this, Latin games were en- joyed and refreshments were served. The audience later dispersed, much pleased with the unique entertainment. A. R. , OUR COVER The Sassamon was named after john Sassalnon, the Indian helper of john Eliot so the Sassamou is really an Indian paper. That is why we desired an In- dian design for our cover. There is no other town so full of In- dian association as Natick and South Na- tick. The Indians gave the ground for the first meetinghouse in South Natick and helped build it. NVhen john Eliot translated the Bible into the Indian lan- guage he had an Indian to help him, and that Indian was john Sassamon. So it is entirely fitting and proper that our cover design should be Indian. It'is the work of the Art Department.

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THE SASSAMON 9 some are to continue their studies fur- ther at schools or colleges, yet may we always be loyal and true to our Alma Mater. We have all received our ele- mentary lessons of life, the time now here when we are to test life for our- selves, but there will come to us from time to time echoes of the Past, sweet and clear, bringing back to us scores of memories. Our Commencement, how- ever, will be, I am sure, the happiest of all our memories. To our happiness, again we welcome you most heartily with the hope that this happiness of ours will prove a pleasure to you. Marguerite D. Whitney. VALEDICTORY Four years, four happy years spent in the pursuit of knowledge have flown by as if they were one, and now, at their completion, our hearts are filled with con- flicting emotions. Visions of the past Hit before our eyes. We see ourselves as we first entered high school, freshmen- small, frightened, yet proud of the fact that we had to go to school so early in the morning. As sophomores we were still more proud. We were no longer freshmen-we studied geometry and read Shakespeare. As juniors we looked down upon the lower classes and looked after them in a kind of big brother and sister fashion. And then we were sen- iors. Ah, seniors! There is music in the word. That blissful state, the goal of all attainment, when attained, to be en- joyed! What cared we for the other classes. We had passed through their trivial joys and sorrows and had reached the heights. We were monarchs of all we surveyed. Memories are sweet, sadly sweet often- times-we may not live them over again. Yet that is well, for it is far better to live in the future than in the past. As for the present,-all this is the present g the memories, the satisfaction of work well done, the joy of attainment, the mystery of the future. The future! Far more interesting than the past, or even the present, is the fu- ture. What are we going to do? What is going to happen to us? All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players, . l They have their exits and their en- trances: And one man in his time plays many parts, - So sang the bard of Avon, the gentle, wise man, who knew how to put in words the unfathomable things one thinks and cannot say. How can we know what will come? lt may be good, it may be evil, but evil or good, it will be great in proportion as we make it so by our deeds. We must cle- cide what will be our goal in life and choose the course we will follow to at- tain it. As with Bassanio, there are three caslcets before us to choose from, in one of which is hidden Happiness. The golden casket-that is wealth, the silver is fame, while the leaden one rep- resents a life, not famous nor rich, but full of utility to man. Happiness is not found for all in the same casket. There- fore it behooves us to consider wisely e'er we say, Here choose I: joy be the conse- quence! We are young. joy seems our natural lot in life. Into the world of busy, prac- tical men and women We will bring our ideals, our hopes, our enthusiasms. The part we play will be the messenger who brings good news and cheer and encour- agement. Of all our great store of en- thusiasm we will freely give. We shall love the world and the world will love us, we, who find, Tongues in trees, books in running brooks, and good in czferyflzing ! The future is pleasant, it beckons us enticingly. The present is fast becoming past. Why linger longer over our dreams and prophecies? Yet, Parting is such sorrowingf' l would say farewell 'till it were morrow. Our teachers, our schoolmates, our high school-we are going to leave them all tonight. Our teachers, who have done so much for us, who have made us what we are-how can we show them our appreciation? More is their due than more than all can pay. And what is our little compared with