Natick High School - Sassamon Yearbook (Natick, MA)

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THE SASSAMON PAGE SEVENTEEN Class of 1920 Miss S. — How was Celia disguised when she fled? D. — She wiped the paint off her face. Honesty is a shining characteristic of the class. Balcom frankly admitted that it would take him a week to remember all he had forgotten during the Christmas va- cation. Dow believed he was promoting Tran- scendentalism because he came to school one morning without his breakfast. We have a suspicion it was his time he was thinking of instead. Miss Bianchi (translating French) — He searched through his wife ' s and daughter ' s pockets. Now why can ' t women have suffrage? Miss S. — You are all woefully mixed up about the periods of American Liter- ature. Dow — I ' m not. Miss S. — Well, you haven ' t any ideas at all. Miss S. — Wearing a felt hat in Lon- don, in summer, is like wearing a straw one here in winter. Sarcastic pupil — What about the wo- men ' s spring hats? Dow argues that a public airplane would never do because it couldn ' t stop at every white post. Astonishing Information! Calhoun ' s political beliefs led him to write The Rise of the Dutch Republic. Cotton Mather ' s religious sentiment helped exceedingly in his composing The Leather Stocking Tales. Whitman ' s solemn faith induced him to write Sequel to a Rum Tack. Churchill ' s humour developed into The Rise of the Dutch Republic. Heard in Latin: Miss M. (reciting on the life of the Gracchi) — The Roman aristocrats got up on their ears. Judging by this, the ancient Romans must have been some acrobats. 1920 Class Notes Miss Y., waxing warm over the first ora- tion against Catiline — I do not speak ob- scurely to the house of Marcus Laeca. Evidently Miss Y. approves of talking to sensible people. N. — What is the-er-fancy word for tak- ing down a tent? O. — Detention. Miss Cooley — Both you boys get to work quick, now, the three of you. Miss S. (interrupting Knights ' lip gym- nastics) — Knights, please stop that whis- tling. If you want a canary-bird we ' ll buy you one. Is this one of the many doings of magic? Miss Fee — There was a tiger in the room and if the man opened the door a lion would come out. Heard in Geometry: Lord — I ' ve forgotten. Mr. P. — Well, there wasn ' t anything to forget. The geometry book must have changed considerably since we saw it last. Mr. Betts (to Spanish Class) — I ' m will- ing to put a large amount of money up that you can learn that lesson in two hours, and I ' m not a betting man if my name is Betts. Class of 1919 Ask Miss Simington, How to talk to sol- diers while traveling. Heard in Latin : Miss E. (translating) — And he looked at the Trojan battle-lines with his eyes. What would you have used to look with, Miss E? In French : Miss B. (translating) — Je suis content que les jupes soient simples cette annee. Miss D. — Why would that interest the male sex?

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I ' ACE SIXTEEN TUB SASSAMON 1922 Hoard in Freshman Algebra: Miss P. — Gavin, you ' re not here to ornament the class. Of course, everyone knows that is done by all its smiling Juniors. Miss P. — I wouldn ' t give you any credit for that example, Murphy. In the first place it is incorrect and secondly it ' s wrong. Hardigan, reading — I was of spaciojs dimensions. Was this before the war? Miss S. — Stop that gabbling! This is no goosefield! Evidently she is tired of being a goose girl. Miss W. — The Greek fleet march ?d down along the Euboean coast. Did the oarsmen pick it up and carry t on their shoulders, Miss W? Although others may work in a greater expanse, and walk farther, we work be- tween 33 and 37, and will soon come to the end — Without further cost of shoe leather.— Us Subs. Class of 1921 Miss H., reciting: Noise heard from pupils. Teacher — Just a moment! Miss H. has the floor. Teacher — What kind of a play did Shakespeare see? Pupil — Movies. Miss Mann — Hannon were you doing that singing? Hannon — No. Miss M. — Wasn ' t it you that was hum- ming? H.— No. Miss M. — Well, Hannon, were you mak- ing that noise? H.— Yes. Exit Hannon to the office. Miss Felch is gifted with a most won- derful imagination. She announced, in Latin, that auctoritate looked like auc- tion. How much do we bid, Enid? Heard in English: Miss S. — Where did Dunstan Cass fin- ally go? (Period of blankness on part of the pupils). Miss S. — I mean the very last place — the final one (pause) on earth. Miss Dyer — Que portez-vous? (Whit do you wear?) Miss Peoples, brilliantly — Un livre (a book) . Miss Dyer- — Fairbanks write ' has she written ' on the blackboard. Correct way, a-t-elle ecrit? Fairbanks — Est-elle encre? (Is she ink?) Pupil, at board — What shall I write? Teacher — Then. Pupil writes very faintly. Teacher — Write it out loud, please. Lord — Do you want these test papers back? Miss M. — No, I want you to keep those papers for a reminder. Lord — O! I can remember it all right! Miss P. — Use the word ' affect ' in a sen- tence. Bright pupil — Do not affect the piano. Heard in Room 12: Miss Currie — What is made of rubber on a train? Amorosa — The engineer ' s neck. The same day: Miss C. — I will not call on anyone who is chewing gum. Amorosa — Give me some gum, some- body, quick. Miss P. — Peake, put your gum in the waste-basket. Colford, are you chewing gum? Colford, coming out of a day-dream — Huh? Miss P. — Have you gum in your mouth? G. U. M. Gum? Colford — Yes, two.

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PACE EIGHTEEN THE SASSA.MON Heard in French : I ' , (translating Le bateau s ' arreta net ) — The boat-er- (pause). Miss D. — Yes, that ' s it. Just what you did. p. What? Miss D. — Stopped short. Miss Sweet — Time of Macbeth was 1040. M. S.— A. M. or P. M? Heard in Spanish: Teacher, dictating Spanish — Does any- one know what I have dictated? Bright Pupil? — Yes, Spanish. Miss Sweet wonders if Pirie and Smith never see each other excepting in the Eng- lish period. We wonder, too!!!! Chemistry teacher — If anything should go wrong with this experiment we, and the whole laboratory might be blown sky-high. Come closer pupils that you may be better able to follow me. — Ex. Miss Sweet seems to think that some of the Seniors need guardians or nursemaids by the way they act. How about it, Seniors? Macbeth hath murdered sleep, ' tis true, For he hath murdered mine, I ' ve got to sit up half the night To memorize each line. —Ex. Miss Cooley wishes that no one would leave the room without a slip. Has anyone any banana peels? OUR SENIOR CLASS Last September, when the school year started, the Senior Class was the smallest one in the school, besides being the small- est Senior Class for a good many years, but what the class lacked in size and in quantity it made up for in ability and in- telligence. Shortly after the school opened a call was made by the various colleges for High School pupils to take the War Emergency Course that was being offered and three of our classmates answered. Dwight Fors- ter successfully passed the examinations far M. I. T., Paul Hanna, for B. U. Law School, and Martin Heinlein, for the Hunt- ington School. All of these are doing good work and are a credit to the Class of ' 19 and the N. H. S. Now as 1919 comes in two more of our class mates leave for M. I. T., Charles Burke, captain of the ' 18 football team and president of the class, and Robert Buckley, vice-president, both loyal mem- bers of the class, and all-around good fel- lows. Although the class misses them, they are sure they will be a great addi- tion to M. I. T. and wish them the best of success. Although our class has lost five of its most valued members we feel sure that we who remain can still hold up the honor, dig- nity and scholarship that go to show a good Senior Class. H. PRESCOTT, ' 19. STRATEGY Act I. Scene I. The Stage: — A living room in a city apart- ment. Open fireplace, big leather chairs, a round table in center of the room, scattered with magazines and papers, a broad couch strewn with toys, and a stairway, also clut- tered with playthings. The twins, Bobby and Tommy, have just succeeded in hitching the cat to an express wagon and Tabby, resenting the treatment, scrambles up a curtain, wagon and all. M cither Weston. Entering hurriedly: Bobby! Tommy! You promised me you ' d be good when I went away. (Unhitches Tabby) Twins : But you ' ve not gone yet, ma. Bell rings Mother Weston. Here ' s Aunt Sarah now. Boys, do please try to act well while she ' s here. You know she ' s not used to boys. P.obby : All she gives a rap for is that old parrot. Aunt Sarah, a tall angular spinster enters, carrying a cage in which Polly is perched. Aunt Sarah. Crisply : Well. Mary, here I am.