Natick High School - Sassamon Yearbook (Natick, MA)
- Class of 1923
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VOL. XII. NATICK, MASSACHUSETTS, APRIL, l923 NO. 3
The Sassamon is published by the Students of the Natick High School, at Natick, Mas-
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Published 4 times a year, in December, February, April and- June
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THE HEALTH HABIT
A boy walked up to the bubbler and in-
dulged in a long drink of "aqua pura." It
might have been pure, clean water before
he drank, but certainly not afterward, for
he figured that if he put his mouth right on
the bubbler, he would not have to make
so much effort in drinking and also,
wouldn't be obliged to wipe his mouth with
his handkerchief. Pretty good efficiency
as far as saving energy, but as far as san-
itation goes, absolutely wrong.
When told that this was a good way to
spread disease, he replied, "O, I'm not
afraid, I'll take a chance."
That's just Where the trouble is. The
boy was interested merely in himself. The
next person, one of careful habits, might
not want to take such a chance, but can-
not help being a victim of the first boy's
When in public places, be careful what
you do. A moment's thought might prevent
weeks of sickness. If you plead the ex-
cuse that you didn't know, the common
verdict of the people will be, "Ignorance
is as bad as wilfully committing the deed."
The stories in this issue are those se-
lected from the numerous contributions for
the Sassamon contest. The prizes were
contributed by the members of the faculty
and were divided as follows: First, 355.003
two seconds, 32.50 each, and five 31.00
prizes. This division of the money into
smaller prizes was done with a purpose-
namely to interest more pupils and to
arouse a more hearty response. It is grat-
ifying to note that twenty-eight stories
The basketball squad wishes to express
their thanks to Mr. Archibald, for the Am-
herst trip, which he so thoughtfully planned
for them. The boys realize and appreciate
also the fact that it was through the gen-
erosity of the merchants and prominent
men of Natick that the trip was financially
College life and its advantages may be
talked about, and attendance urged, but
it takes an experience such as ours to make
it truly real and vital. We saw there in a
Wonderful way, an example of the spirit
for which we are working here. This was
evident on the campus, at the fraternity
houses, and in all contests.
We were particularly fortunate to be en-
tertained at the various frat houses. The
boys were untiring in their efforts to please
My hope is that some of the under class
men may have the same opportunities that
we enjoyed. Again, thanks and apprecia-
tion to Mr. Archibald and our citizen
friends. ROBERT ESTY.
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The night was clear. The silver moon,
round and full, cast a watchful eye over
the silent earth. Stars, twinkling and
bright, seemed to make the vast distance
of earth and sky even greater.
A faint rustle was heard, tiny bells tin-
kled and a troop of fairies, clad in glisten-
ing white, stole quietly to their castle, a
castle of ice, dim, mystic, lighted only by
moon and stars. The entrance revealed
within a small open space. In the distance,
barely discernible, a narrow path of bluish
hue, wound in and out. Bending trees
adorned the sides, and as the fairies en-
tered, dancing rainbow colors overspread
They had come to discuss the coming of
spring. The gay princess fairy' took her
accustomed place. Trippingly the other
fairies grouped around her, while with up-
turned faces, and folded hands they lis-
tened to her with eager interest. Ah, they'd
be glad to change their gowns of glistening
white to dainty new costumes of pale spring
colors. Yes, and they must find another
palace, perhaps in the quiet of the forest,
in a dusky cave, where the splash of rip-
pling water would be heard, or in a valley
bedded with mosses.
The fairies, tired with their planning, at
last became drowsy, and resting against
one another, the small up-turned faces
drooped, and the bright eyes were closed in
slumber. Quietness was supreme ruler of
A joyous sunbeam peeped in at the en-
trance. Drip, drop, drip. The jolly old
sun had crept up from the hill and was
way up in the sky. What did it all miean?
Were they dreaming, or was their castle
The princess fairy rubbed her sleepy
eyes, then a cool drop dripped on her face,
pushed away the hazy thoughts, and with
a start she scrambled up, clasped in her
hand the fairy wand, gracefully waved it
over the sleeping faces, and, alas the spar-
kling castle could be seen no more.
Soon the whole fairy troop were wide
awake. They looked with wonder at their
princess. In place of her snowy costume
she wore one of sparkling colors. Then to
their amazement they happily discovered
their own,-pale green, violet, yellow, del-
icate pink and blue. Soon they would be
gathering fragrant May flowers, and mak-
ing daisy and buttercup wreaths. Joyous-
ly they hastened away in search of a new
Bright days followed. The clear blue
sky was all the bluer for soft feathery
clouds. The fields and hills were tinted
with green, and the wild apple trees were
massed with color.
The jubilant fairies, enthralled by the
lovely spring, wandered through the woods.
A little brook, awake from its long sleep,
beckoned them, and near it, round a fra-
grant apple tree the fairies gracefully
Oh sweet and happy springtime I
With your little babbling brook,
That trickles o'er the hillside,
Through cool and shady nook.
You whirl past bending birch tree
And splash round mossy rock,
While tiny purple violets
Smile at your ceaseless talk.
And all the birds of springtime
Warble at break of dawn,
But you, oh brawly brooklet,
Just happily ripple on.
A WINTE.R'S TRAGEDY
Any traveler entering the town of Hill-
side would immediately conclude that the
place was appropriately named. To the
north rose a precipitous hill. Here and
there among the massed boulders showed
a patch of scraggly grass or heather. As
your gaze follows up the hill, you may, in
clear weather, see a small house, hardly
more than a shack. In this lived a woman
usually termed "The Widow," by the vil-
lagers, 'and her son, Billy. "The Widow's"
real name was Mrs. Green.
She was a frail, gray-haired little woman
whose face continually wore a wistful,
searching expression. Billy probably inher-
ited some of his mother's traits, for he
was a quiet, thoughtful, little fellow of
about eleven, who seldom mingled with the
other boys of his own size. in the village
below. Instead, he spent his time wander-
ing along the cliffs and ledges of the hill.
On these various expeditions he was always
accompanied by his inseparable companion,
Shep. Shep was a shaggy collie that had
just recently been added to the family pos-
It was near winter when the boy started
out one day for the other side of the great
hill. It was a chill afternoon and he walked
jauntily, with. the dog trotting ahead. He
had a knife in his hand and was whittling
a small stick. In a little less than an hour
the pair had reached the other side of the
hill, where the grass was in slightly greater
proportion than rocks. At the further end
of a grassy enclosure stood a cow, lazily
cropping the scanty herbage.
"Go get her," commanded the boy.
The dog circled about the cow, and with
much barking and yelping forced her out
of the tiny pasture onto the narrow path.
The three were steadily making their
way homeward when the boy chanced to
look up from his whittling. Whistling soft-
ly, he gave the cow a couple of sharp prods
with his stick and put the knife into his
pocket. The three quickened their steps
for they were but half way home. The sky
was ,now almost wholly overcast. A raw,
biting wind had sprung up and the dog
hung to the lee side of the boy.
By the time they had reached home, it
was blowing a bitter gale. Billy drove the
cow into an adjoining shed, gave her some-
thing to eat, and went out, closing the door
behind him. He and the dog ran over to
and into the house and slammed the door.
Just then it began to snow. All that night
and two more days and nights it snowed,
a blinding, driving snow, composed of big,
wet, heavy fiakes. On the afternoon of the
third day a mild thaw started, but three
days later another sonwstorm began and
lasted half a week.
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A band of lumbermen were going, one
day, up the great hill north of Hillside.
They had just reached the halfway point of
the tiresome climb when one member of
them, Wishing to take his mind off the tire-
some climb, began to talk about "The
"Say, fellas," he ejaculated, "what's the
matter with takin' the widder and Billy to
camp wid us? You all know she's a crack-
erjack cook and Billy, well-he could drive
The suggestion was met with instant ap-
proval and the small party talked it over
as they laboriously climbed the steep hill.
It was finally decided that the suggester
was to be the spokesman.
At last, after a mile of tiresome wading
through snow hip deep, and slush almost a
foot deep, they reached the summit. The
man foremost in the sombre procession ut-
tered a muffled exclamlation. '
"Somebody must have taken the shack
away!" he cried. Another member of the
sensed the situation and broke into
a run, the others stringing out- behind him.
After a short run they reached the place
the cabin once stood.
The thaw, after the first snow, had made
a soft, slippery slush. A heavy snow had
then fallen and the whole mass, with its
slippery base started slowly to move down
the hill. The great mass gathered moment-
um and with characteristic force hurled it-
self against the back of the tiny home.
Curiously the front wall withstood the
shock, but the roof and sides bulged out-
ward like paper. The back wall was pressed
snugly against the front like a horizontal
Against the front window, which was
still intact, were jammed the lifeless bod-
ies of "The Widow" and her son.
As this group of lumbermen stood spell-
bound for a moment, a thought passed
through the mind of each, just as it passed
through mine, whether or not the pair had
been killed instantly or whether they had
just been pinned there to die slowly in un-
Mrs. Howard was calmly sweeping the
back piazza. Suddenly she heard a terrible
noise. It sounded as if someone was fall-
ing down the stairs. Bob and Dick, her two
sons, came rushing out to her.
"Mother," said Dick, "it's my tum---."
"No, it isn't either," yelled Bob.
"It is too."
"It is not."
"Boys, boys, what is the matter now?"
"Mother," said Bob, pleadingly, "isn't it
my turn to tune in on the radio tonight?"
"Now, mum, you said I could," Dick
yelled at the top of his voice.
"Boys, stop this noise at once or I won't
let either of you even touch it," Mrs. How-
ard sternly replied.
This silenced the two boys, for they
knew that their mother always kept her
word. Each determined to ask father and
see what he said.
That night at the supper table Mr. How-
ard was very much surprised to fmd the
boys so quiet. Usually one or the other
had to be asked to soften his voice a little.
Every once in a while Bob gave his father
a pleading look. Mr. Howard could not un-
derstand it, but he was soon to find out.
When supper was over and the family
were ready to listen to the radio, Bob and
Dick made a dash to see who could reach
it first. Bob was lucky. Dick said nothing,
but quietly sat down.
"WNAC-The Shepard Stores, Boston."
"Did you hear that?" cried Bob, excit-
" 'Tisn't very clear. Just turn that dial
a little to the right," said Dick, in a know-
"Say, who's doing' this?" asked Bob.
"Careful, boys," said Mr. Howard, in a
"WGI-Medford Hillside-Violin Solo."
"Isn't that woman a dandy player!" Dick
said, excitedly. "I wish I could play like
"Depends upon what you call a fine play-
er." Then Bob, with a twist of his thumb
lost the station. Of course, there was a
great hullabaloo. .
"Let me try it for a while. l'll get you
something worth hearing," said Dick, in
that tone that Bob could not stand.
"O, go ahead. I suppose we'll have some-
thing fine now," said Bob, sarcastically.
Dick had better luck than Bob and Mrs.
Howard praised himl. You see, Dick was
her favorite son. Bob could stand it no
longer. With a dash he ran out of the
room, down into the cellar and started to
shake the furnace. Have you happened to
listen on a radio when someone is shaking
a furnace? If it doesn't make you grit
your teeth, I'll lose my guess.
Bob came up with a great air of triumph.
"What are you getting now?" he asked,
trying hard to hide a smile.
"Oh," replied Dick, "just as you went
down to shake the furnace, the station
signed off for three minutes. They've just
begun again." Dick tried hard, but he
couldn't help laughing.
Finally peace was declared for ten min-
utes. Dick got WEAG in New York.
"Say, Dick, you want to turn that dial
there a little to the left."
"Who's doing this, you or I," cried Dick,
in an angry voice. '
"Hal Ha! Makes a diiference who says
that, Dick, doesn't it?"
"Can you keep quiet for a few minutes?"
Dick inquired, in a still angrier voice.
"Well, mother," said Mr. Howard, "I
guess it is about time we went to bed. It's
half past ten."
"You're no kind of radio fan, dad," said
Bob, with a covered up yawn. "Can't we
stay up a while longer?"
"No more tonight, boys. The music may
have been good, but the only music I heard
was that of you and Dick."
Then the boys felt ashamed. They
thought over the events of the evening.
Not very satisfactory. Without another
word the boys went quickly to bed. At
eleven o'clock peace once more reigned in
the Howard house. I wonder what hap-
pened the next evening. People who have
a radio can use their imagination!
A FRIEND INDEED
One afternoon, in early September, four
girls were standing outside the Faybrooke
High School, engaged in a lively conversa-
"It's a mean thing!" declared one mem-
ber of the group.
"Mean!" this from Jean Preston, "I call
it outrageous! To think that the town has
built as fine a school as this, and with such
a splendid gymnasium and now, you might
say, not be able to use it because we lack
"Well," said Marion Sayre, philosophical-
ly, "I suppose that if the town can't afford
to pay one, we must go without this year,
but maybe next year-."
"Next year!" Jean broke in, scornfully,
"what good will that do us next year, when
we're graduating this year? Besides, it's
high time this town did decide whether they
can afford one or not. Here it is the sec-
ond week of school and the decision was an-
nounced only last night. Now, after set-
ting our hearts on building up girls' ath-
letics in this town, and counting on it ever
since they started this new building, our
plans go to smash."
"Well," said another girl, hopefully,
"maybe we will be allowed to use the gym
anyway, even without an instructor."
"Oh! of course," returned Jean, "but we
want to get up a snappy basketball team
and we need someone to coach us. I won-
der--yes, I believe we can do it."
"Do what?" asked the other girls, in
"Well, don't you think that by having a
drive, as you might say, that we girls could
raise sufficient money to hire an instruc-
The girls were enthusiastic over the idea
and decided to meet that very evening at
Jean's house, to plan the details.
When the girls were all assembled at
Jean's home, that night, she, being the or-
iginator of "the idea" set forth her plans
"Now," she said, "I have talked it over
with the folks and they think we .ought to
succeed in this undertaking, so let's pair
up and divide the work."
Therefore, they planned to cover each
street in town.
For the first few days of their "campaign-
ing," the girls were very enthusiastic, but
after four days of this, after school hours,
their spirits and interest began to decrease.
At each house the plan to obtain a physi-
cal instructor for the new school had to be
explained, and this was done so much that
Jean declared at the end of a week that
she could "recite it in her sleep."
Not only was the collecting tiresome,
but, as a matter of fact, the donations were
not as large as the girls had expected or
Nevertheless, when the town had prac-
tically been covered, it was found that only
S100 of what the girls had estimated as a
necessary amount was lacking.
"Having gone as far as this, we must
make up that S100 some way," said Jean.
"However, there are several places on the
outskirts of the town we haven't reached
yet and whatever we get there, will help.
After that we will have to think up some
scheme in order to make up the rest of the
So the next day found the girls "round-
ing up" the untouched places.
Jean, being the acknowledged leader of
"the crowd," had assigned each girl a par-
ticular place to go, leaving to herself a re-
mote part of the town with which she was
more or less unfamiliar.
Jean had gone to only three houses when
she was ready to turn back home, because
in each the people had been extraordinarily
unpleasant, and had expressed their opin-
ions in regard to the plan as "ridiculous"
After the first reception, such as this, Jean
excused it, making the excuse in her mind
that maybe their lack of interest was due
to not having children in school and their
distance from the center of the town, but
after the third, she was fairly discouraged
and was ready to give up when she caught
sight of a little white house farther up the
road. It looked so cheerful and inviting
that before she knew it, she was ringing
the bell. Almost instantly the door was
opened by a
vited her in.
smiling young woman, who in-
a sunny little room, Jean ex-
visit and soon she was chat-
to a sympathetic listener.
she jumped up, realizing that
half an hour had passed. The stranger had
been so interesting that Jean even forgot
the object of her call and was leaving, when
the lady said, "Won't you accept my dona-
tion to the worthy cause? But then, on
second thought, I believe I'll send you a
With this promise ringing in her ears,
Jean trudged home happily.
On the way she was thinking about the
little lady she had just left. Suddenly she
remembered that she had not found out
her name and then began to get curious,
for she recalled the stranger's saying that
she moved out to the little white house,
because it was such a pleasant and quiet
place for her to work. But what sort of
work did she do?
That question was answered the next day
when the check came, which, by the way,
easily made up the amount of the fund that
Jean glanced at the name signed on the
check and gasped, "Alice Page, the great
writer! And to think that I chatted away
to her, of all people, like an old friend."
When a slip of paper fiuttered to the
floor and Jean found it was an invitation
from Miss Page to call again very soon, her
mother said, "Evidently she enjoyed your
Bill Adamson was not making very much
progress at Columbia University. Bill, as
his father called him, was about due for a
His father had been very lenient with
him as far as his success in school was con-
It was Bill's Sophomore year, and, as he
had been fooling away just about two-
thirds of his time, his father was beginning
to despair. He, under his father's orders,
and like many other college chaps, was
forced to leave college.
As was expected, Bill was a clerk in dad's
office. It was not at all pleasing to Bill,
who had been used to "kicking" around just
about as he pleased, and really never knew
what work was. A half-year of office work
elapsed and Bill claimed he was not going
to work there any more.
His dad, knowing it was of no use to send
him back to school until he realized how
serious his work was, told "Billy" that he
was planning to send him to Oklahoma for
a few weeks. His dad owned a ranch,
called a "pony" on account of size, and
knew Bill would jump at the offer. It was
really a fruitless offer, but he came to the
conclusion that something had to be done.
As the train passed on through the
states, Bil1's one thought was, "Wait until
those cowboys see me!" He really did
think he was going to show them how to
ride "bosses," rope "bulls," and lasoo every
"Little Bend," shouted the conductor.
"Ah," exclaimed Bill, "this is my
Aburg !r n
A team met him at the station Knot a
taxi as he had expectedl, and after many
bumfps, and exclamations about the "dead"
West, Bill arrived at the little ranch. As
he was tired, he retired early.
The next morning a complete cowboy
outfit was given him, and he was asked
to join in the roundup of the cattle. Evi-
dently Bill thought all one had to do was
to whistle to them. Well, if it was left to
Bill, nobody knows when the cattle would
have been rounded up. The cowboys cer-
tainly had a great time the first day.
The next day found Bill trying to ride
a "hoss." He also tried to rope every mov-
ing object, but the "hoss" wouldn't stand
still, neither would the other objects. Well,
Bill could not even rope an object that was
standing still. As a pistol shot, well, they
say, "he couldn't hit the side of a barn
door," and that fits Bill to perfection.
Exactly a month of this found Bill ready
to resume his duties at the University, to
the great disappointment of the cowboys,
who had had a "regular time."
"Dilly dally Dottie,
How can you be so naughty?"
The taunting voice of big brother Te-d
came to her through the open window, one
spring morning, as Dottie, in an absurdly
large apron stood beating up- a feather
cake for supper.
"Dilly dally!" thought she, mournfully,
to herself, "of all the names-that is the
worst!" She sighed as she opened the oven
door. "Brothers are brothers and always
will be brothers, I suppose," mused she, and
banged the oven door shut.
"Dil1y dally Dot-tee!
How can you b-"
"Theodore Welder!" creid Dottie, run-
ning to the window, "there, now I shan't
hear you!" and she shut down the window
with a bang. At that, Ted made such a
grimace that Dottie laughed in spite of her-
self and then proceeded to do the rest of
her housework. As she turned from the
window, she glanced at the clock. Twenty
minutes past ten and half the work to do!
She must fly so as to have it done by eleven-
thirty, when she had a date with some
girl friends for a spring picnic. She gave
another look out of the window before
she sped upstairs. Ted was very busy in
the tool shed,-getting
ished, thought Dottie,
Donny's cart fin-
and then forgot
out of the back door, with a box under her
arm, as she sallied forth for the picnic.
Ted was still in the shed whistling as he
painted the cart a glorious red and green,
so Dottie knew she needn't lock the door.
The spring air was balmy and pleasant. It
was certainly good to be alive. So thought
Dottie, as she turned into the street. Then
she stopped abruptly. ,
"I know I've forgotten those olives!" ex-
claimed she. She turned and went back
for them. As she entered the house, the
persistant ringing of the telephone took' her
attention. "Oh dear!" she said, in a dis-
mayed tone, as she took down the receiver.
"Hell!--Ted?-O yes, just a minute."
She went to the door and called--"Ted!
you're wanted at the telephone."
"Aw right!" and he strode up the steps
and into the room.
Dottie had just started out again when
she heard a very startled exclamation from
the other room.
"Oh, but Mr. Peters, I didn't do it-I
wasn't there at that time-I-er," here
Ted broke off and after a minute replaced
the receiver and entered the kitchen, look-
ing a little pale and puzzled.
"What's the trouble?" asked his sister, a
"Nothin', only fifty dollars has been stol-
en by someone down to the store and Mr.
Peters says I did it! and I've got to go
down and see him now and prove I didn't."
Dottie's mouth fell open. "Why you
didn't--you wouldn't and you couldn't have
done it!" she gasped.
"I know it!" cried Ted, as he pulled his
hat on and went out, slamming the door be-
Dottie sat down very suddenly. She sat
square on top of her lunch and didn't know
it. The picnic was forgotten.
It was almost five minutes by the clock
when she suddenly remembered herself and
jumped to her feet.
"O my poor lunch!" cried she, "it's all
changed into a big pat-a cake-but I don't
think I really want to go to the picnic any-
She glanced out doors. It didn't seem
half so alluring so she finally settled down
with a book.
It was not very long afterwards that Ted
came home again. He seemed a a bit de-
Dottie looked up inquiringly. "Did he-"
she began. "No, he didn't!" said Ted, "Mr.
Peters said that he left the fifty dollars
in his top drawer, this morning, while he
took the place of one of his clerks. The
clerk stayed away longer than expected
and when he finally was able to return to
his office the money was gone. Of course,
he blamed me because he left me in charge
of the office until ten-thirty o'clock. I tried
to tell him that I came home at ten min-
utes past ten, which was before he took the
clerk's place, but he said that someone saw
me come back at twenty minutes past ten
and, of course, he believes the other person
first, because I've only been there a couple
of weeks," Ted finished his explanation
gloomily and fell silent.
Dottie sat up very straight, "Pm going
to call him up and prove to him that you
were here at ten-twenty, because you were
-why! that was when you called me Dilly
"Don't!" cried Ted, "he wouldn't be-
lieve you any way and besides, you mustn't
get mixed up in this, too!"
"O, say! I thought you were going to
a picnic!" he cried.
"So I was!" exclaimed Dot, just as
though she had just remembered it. She
jumped up and slipped on her hat and jack-
et and started off, but this time there was
no box under her arm.
It didn't take her long to walk down
town and into the B- store, where she
found her way to the office.
"Peters dont want to see no one," mum-
bled the small boy who hovered around the
"O, he'll see me all right!" said Dottie,
as she stood in her tracks. "Please hun'y
-it's very important!" The boy paused.
"Whats your name?" asked he.
The lad disappeared, but soon reap-
"All right," he said, and Dottie hastened
Inside of the little private office sat Mr.
Peters. He was a tall man, with iron gray
hair and humorous gray eyes. They were
very stern now, however, or so they seemed
"What may I do for you ?" he asked, as
he nodded to a chair. Dottie seated her-
"I'm coming straight to the point,' she
announced. "You accused my brother of
taking fifty dollars, at twenty minutes past
ten and at that time he Was-he was--"
"Was what?" inquired Mr. Peters. "He
was-calling me names!" finished Dottie,
her cheeks quite pink.
In spite of himself Mr. Peters-almost
"What names could the little rascal call
you," he said. '
"He called me Dilly dal1y!" said Dottie,
"Oh! he'll never call you that again !" ex-
claimed Mr. Peters. He was smiling, too.
"I assure you that he won't. But return-
ing to my subject, are you sure it was
twenty minutes past ten?"
"Positive!" exclaimed Dottie. "I re-
member looking at the clock!" Dottie was
so anxious to assure him of the truth that
Mr. Peters could restrain himself no longer.
"I'll believe you if you'll believe me,',
he said, his eyes twinkling a great deal, and
then, with a flourish, he drew open the top
drawer. There lay the fifty dollars, safe
"I found I didn't leave it in the top draw-
er after all," explained he, "but I had put
it in my hat band, when I got it out of the
bank, first thing this morning." With that
he sat back in his chair and watched Miss
Dorothy Welder, who sat wide-eyed and
open-mouthed in astonishment.
As he finished, she drew a breath of re-
lief and rose to go, thanking him the while.
"It's dinner time, so I might as well take
you home," he said, casually looking at his
And so it was that Ted, looking very
much surprised, saw Dottie actually riding
homeswith Mr. Peters!
"Well, this is a funny world!" thought
he, and oddly enough what Mr. Peters had
said came true, for Ted never called Dot,
Dilly Dally any more.
THE SOLILOQUY OF A WASTE-BASKET
"Before being thrown into discard let
me tell you a little of my past life. If I
should sound the least bit gloomy please
forgive me, but when one has just heard
that his doom is nigh, to be cheerful is
perhaps not an easy matter. Did I not
hear Miss Pratt tell the janitor, this morn-
ing, that I had seen my best days and that
she's going to ask the School Committee
for a new waste-basket? Personally I
think Miss Pratt could have been a little
bit more considerate of my feelings by not
giving vent to such an outburst when she
knew right well that I was in the room, un-
der her desk, where I've been for the last
three years. However, I promised to
you a little of my past life, did I not?
Though so far I have only succeeded in
telling you of my grievance.
"Three years ago a prouder or more
beautiful waste-basket than I had never
been made. My creator robed me in a
beautiful coat of pale green paint and then
sent me to a nearby school, where I was
given to the teacher, Miss Pratt.
"How well I remember the ovation that
was given me! Taking me ln her hands,
Miss Pratt held me up in front of the class
and commenced, 'Before you I am holding
a beautiful new waste-basket, it being
school property, I hope you will all treat
it as such. I shall keep it under my desk,
and from. now I wish to see a tidy room
with no waste paper lying around, for this
basket is a receptacle for all waste materi-
al, and, I think, an essential to civic pride!
"After that speech you can imagine my
disgust when a big wad of gum was sent
down my insides, followed by another and
another, 'till I thought everyone in the
room must have been chewing gum, any-
way, I was getting pretty 'stuck-up.' I
can tell you that I had a hard time convinc-
ing myself that my purpose in life is rub-
bish, and that I was made to be useful, as
well as ornamental.
"Many may think that my life is always
sad, but that is not so. For instance, the
eighteenth amendment to the Constitution
may affect some people, but not me,-no
matter what happens, I am always full.
'AI have often been witness to personal
matters, some quite thrilling, like love-
notes, for instance. As a friend I'll advise
you always to tear your notes up into very
small pieces, because some people like puz-
zles and might use your note for one, if
they had the chance. However, I warn you
never to tear notes when the teacher is in
the room, because the tearing of paper al-
ways distracts a teacher's attention from
her work, and worse still, makes her suspi-
cious of the truth.
"Goodness! gracious! Miss Pratt has just
thrown a bouquet of flowers on me, which,
I think, must be a sure sign that my days
are numbered. As I was not made in a
'box' factory, let me not die a 'chatter-
box,' but though being made in a 'waste-
basket' factory, let me not waste my time
in idle soliloquy. I will remain a waste-
basket 'till I turn to ashes in the city
THE WRECK OF THE "HOPEWE.LL"
As the tramp freighter "Hopewell"
docked at the wharf, at San Francisco,
Captain Mayo breathed a sigh of relief. It
had been a hard voyage and he was glad
it was over.
He stood on the bridge with the first
mate and the harbor pilot while the "Hope-
well" was docked. He was a young man,
only a few years out of a nautical school,
and the responsibility had weighed heavily
on his mind.
The "Hopewell" was a freak steamer.
She was very old and her engines were in
bad condition. Twice on the voyage they
had been delayed to fix some trifling thing
which, if properly repaired, should give no
trouble at all.
The "Hopewell" was owned by Mr.
Brown, a stingy man, who was unwilling to
part from a cent unless it was absolutely
The skipper turned to the chief mate
and said, "By George! If I don't get some
new boilers put into this floating wreck, I'll
quit and tell Mr. Brown to go to Blazes!"
The mate, with a look of disgust on his
face, replied, "It sure is terrible the way
things are going. If the old man don't fix
up the old tub before next voyage, some-
thing is going to happen. Why! the en-
gine room signals are all shot to pieces and
the lights and other signals are in terrible
The captain said, "When I go up to make
my report, I want you to go with me, and
we'll see if we can persuade him to make
A few hours later they were ushered
into the presence of Mr. Brown, who, after
telling them to sit down, said, "Well, it
took you long enough to make the trip.
You are two weeks late."
Captain Mayo replied, "We were delayed
for two weeks off the coast of Chile, fixing
Mr. Brown replied, "Now I suppose you
have a whole list of things which need re-
pairs. I'll tell you this right now, if you
expect me to make that ship into a second
'Majestic,' you have got another think com-
"But," said the first mate, "if you don't
fix the boilers, she's liable to blow up and
the propeller shaft is-"
Here Mr. Brown interrupted him by say-
ing, "Get out and shut up or I'll blow you
up. You are going to start for Australia
two weeks from today witha miscellaneous
cargo, and no repairs are to be made be-
fore leaving, and I'm going with you. I
need a voyage for my health."
The two men left the office and returned
to the ship. When they got back, the mate
said, "I'm through. I'll get my junk and
clear out and get a new berth. The old
man didn't give us a chance to say any-
thing. So he's going on the next voyage.
I hope the old wreck blows up under,him "
The Captain said, "I think I'1l stick it
out for another voyage, because if he has
one trip on her, I think he'll be willing to
Hx it up. You had better stick and see
the fun when anything happens to the en-
gines in mid-ocean."
"By George, I think I'll stick," said the
chief mate, "and I'll also see that the old
tub acts her worst when he is on her."
Two weeks later the 'fHopewell" left
Frisco harbor and carried with her her
owner, Mr. Brown, and his wife. Mr.
Brown stayed on deck with the officers the
first day and enjoyed the air, but during
the night a storm came up, and by morning
he was feeling very sick.
He regained his health too soon to suit
the officers for he was always in the way,
finding fault with the way things were run
on the ship.
At one time he was being too free with
his orders and Captain Mayo, unable to
constrain his Wrath, said to him, "I am in
command of this ship and I'1l do as I please,
I won't take any orders from any landlub-
ber who has never been on salt water be-
fore. You may be owner of this ship, but
while she's running between ports under my
command, I will do as I think best."
While off the coast of Japan, they were
struck by another storm. Captain Mayo
was on watch at the time, and when he
saw the storm coming, he ordered all hands
on deck to prepare for the storm.
A few minutes later the strong wind
struck and the ship rolled over on her star-
board side until it seemed that she must
tip over, but in a moment or two she came
back on an even keel.
It was pitch dark, so the captain ordered
the men to get out the search-light and flash
it in front of the ship. When they tried to
turn it on, they found that something was
wrong with the connections. While they
were trying to fix it, Mr. Brown came rush-
ing up to find whether they were going to
be drowned or what was going to hap-
The skipper returned to the bridge, with
the terrified Mr. Brown at his heels. No
sooner had he reached the bridge than the
lookout up "forward" shouted, "Land ho!
Breakers directly ahead on both bows!"
Captain Mayo reached for the rope which
connected with the engine room signal and
pulled it. As the second pull something
broke, so he couldn't finish the signal.
He had intended to ring three, which was
the signal for reverse, but as it had brok-
en, he had given accidently the signal for
full speed ahead.
The obliging engineer heard the two
bells and accordingly started full speed
ahead, not knowing that anything was the
matter. He was too obliging and put on
so much power that the propeller shaft
broke, leaving the ship at the mercy of the
wind and waves.
Captain Mayo turned to Mr. Brown and
said, "That's what comes from having rot-
ten signals and a cracked propeller shaft."
The terrified owner of the ship said, "I
know! It's all my fault, but what can we
do? Can't you drop an anchor?"
Captain Mayo replied, grimly, "I or-
dered a new anchor chain before we left,
because the old one was broken, but you
cancelled the order."
The owner then said, in a tone of dis.
tress, "Well, for Heaven's sake please do
something! Send up- some distress sig-
"You forget, Mr. Brown," said the cap-
tain, "that you never allowed your ships to
carry them, because you thought it wasn't
necessary. There is only one thing to do
and that is to wait till she strikes, launch
the life boats, and make an attempt to
During all this conversation the doomed
ship was drifting towards the treacherous
rocks that lay in her path.
Mr. Brown, who had become calm in the
face of death, said, "I realize now that I
have made a big mistake. I have sent you
out on voyages before at great risk to
your lives and now I am to pay the pen-
alty. Perhaps it is too late, but, if by any
chance the Almighty spares my life, I'll try
to make up for what I have done."
As he finished speaking, the vessel struck
with a terrific crash and almost immediate-
ly began to list over on her side.
One of the engineers came rushing up
to report that a big hole had been smashed
in her side and she would fioat only a few
The ship had only four boats and one of
these capsized while being lowered, so the
remaining three were very crowded. A
few minutes after these three left the ship.
The three boats headed for shore and
while going through the breakers, two of
these were tipped over. The remaining
boat reached shore safely and the occu-
pants, Captain Mayo, the first mate, assist-
ant engineer, four firemen, four sailors and
Mr. and Mrs. Brown, got down on their
knees and gave thanks to the Lord, for
guiding them safely to land.
No trace was found of the occupants of
the other two boats, so they were given up
After many hardships the survivors of
the wreck reached a large city, from which
they proceeded to San Francisco.
A few days after their arrival there, Mr.
Brown summoned Captain Mayo and the
first mate to his office.
After they were seated, Mr. Brown said
to the first mate, "I have just ordered a
new ship to be built, and if you can get
captain's papers, I will put you in command
Then turning to Mayo he said, "I was
wondering if you would be willing to give
up the sea and come into the business as
port captain. You are too brilliant a man
to spend all your life at sea."
The two young men were amazed at the
generosity of their employer, and when
they regained their voices, they accepted
the kind offers.
They left the office in a daze, and when
they got outside, Mayo turned to the mate
and said, "Now are you glad you stuck by
the ship ?" .
The mate was too dazed to reply.
'gli Joke lleard in French II.:
Miss Dyer, after writing "profond," the
French word for "deep," on the board:
"What English word corresponds to this?"
Miss Ellison: "Why did Guinevere fall in
love with Lancelot, instead of Arthur?"
Ambler: "Because she thought Arthur
must be an old man."
Heard in Geometry:
If four quantities are in proportion, they
are in proportion by "illusion," b
Miss Morrill, describing gym: "In one
corner is a locker for dumbells." QTO
whom does this refer?J
"There is also a mattress for the horse."
fWe have a very accommodating gym,
Mr. White to Tubby Johnson: "What is
Tubby: "It's what keeps us in the air."
lAccording to this, what's the use of manu-
In Latin II.:
"Punk" Mahard: "It is in the dative case,
place to where."
Miss M. to Dumas: "In the slang of the
present day, use your bean!"
Miss,Sweet: "You could give each one
a ham sandwich on the mioney so far col-
lected for the Sophomore party."
Parsons, looking at the stone marker for
the memorial tree on the common: "I won-
der who's buried there !"
Physics Problem: Find the velocity of a
hammer dropped by a carpenter at the end
of five seconds.
Esty: "If he hadn't been so clumsy, we
wouldn't have this problem."
Mr. White: "She is the best girl I ever
Kerr, in English IV.: "I see thee not. I
have thy still."
Miss Ellison: "Wilde, why does Shake-
speare use the word "sieve" in this sen-
Wilde, waking up half-way: "To rhyme
with 'sail.' "
BOYS' BASKETBALL SEASON
Although not a successful season in win-
ning games, it has been successful in that
the boys who will make up the team next
year will have had enough experience to
enable them to get a flying start. Some ex-
cellent material remains for the season of
'24:--A. Dumas, T. Dumas, Butters, Mor-
gan, Potter, Thompson, Mordis, Kelly, Hes-
lin, Shea, Muskat, Cowee, and many others.
A first-class varsity team should develop.
The Natick boys, as you know, lost all
four games at Aggie, but what was learned
in those games was demonstrated during
the remainder of the season,-Maynard,
Winchester, Wellesley. Framingham won
two games, by close scores. I look to see
the Natick squad drub F. H. S. next year
if material means anything. The game at
Natick was a hard-fought one and F. H. S.
won in a last-ditch battle. The game at
the Casino was a fast game throughout and
the score was close.
R. E. E.
Friday, Mr. Archibald took four Varsity
basketball players to Tufts, where they
saw real basketball. Teams from all over
the state were represented: Fitchburg was
the lucky one this year. I guess Morgan
learned some fine points.
The next thing to consider in sports is
baseball. The graduation of last June left
but a few to begin with this year. There is
a good bunch of fellows said to be ready to
report for various positions, and it is hoped
a strong team can be materialized. The
former members are Esty, Dumas, Richard-
son, Grady, Thompson, Wilson, Kreutz-
kampf. The new members ready to report
are T. Dumas, Kunz, Dean. A few others
have signified their intentions of coming
out for a position. The team is a member
of the Midland League, of which it was
champion last year, and stands a good
chance this season.
The girls completed their basketball
schedule, Tuesday, March 20, playing a
game with Melrose, at Melrose. Although
not as successful as in other years, fdue to
lack of materialb, they played good, clean,
exciting games and showed good sportsman-
We shall all regret the absence of Miss
Goldrick, on next year's team. She de-
fended her position as guard perfectly.
She was an excellent captain, popular with
all her team mates, and showed some of
the best playing in all the games. It was
due to the splendid work of Miss Goldricks
and Miss Lord that the opponents' scores
were kept down.
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