New London High School - Whaler Yearbook (New London, CT)

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6 BULKELEY NEWS J hr dJmja attii (ftlarnna nf the ©rater. T was on a Monday morning; We assembled at the school. Every one was shivering, The place was very cool. There was no fire in the heater. Our dear friend could not heat. What will happen now? said one. Shivering in his seat. I II bet we have short periods And leave at twelve o’clock.' A quite possible result. But to our seats we flock. Mr. Towne called us to order; A surprise he had for all. We didn’t have short periods; His words 1 here recall. You ve all perceived the coldness here, “The heater will not heat, And under these conditions Who can keep you in your seat? “But I’ll dismiss you readily, We ll not have school to-day; For since the heater will not heat Tis too cold for you to stay. But 1 and the heater are old friends. Its illness grieves me sore. That while I stand here well and strong, For you're two hundred strong.

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BULKELEY NEWS 5 A week later, as his school mates filed in to see him, the doctor told them this story, “ Middleton was in a wreck on the rail-road shortly before he came here. His collar-bone was broken. It had just started to mend when he came. But he tore away the sling that held his arm and asked me not to let anyone know of the injury because he wanted to play football and knew that he could not if his wound was discovered. But the wound was very painful ahd he often shyed away from anyone whom he thought would touch it. In this way he acquired the reputation of a yellow streak, but he managed to keep with the team. Last Saturday the bone was dislodged and he played half the last quarter with it in that condition. It has been reset and he will be with you again soon. ” They looked at one another, unable at once, to realize the extent of the speech. Then they looked at the doctor, then at Middleton. He smiled at them, told them that what the doctor said was true and would have conversed with them more but the doctor said that he must sleep. They all tip-toed out and when they reached the outside gave a cheer for him. Everyone at the school that day heard the story and every one said the same thing. “ He’s a brick. ” A Srram. It was on a bench this summer We two sat on the sand I will always remember She softly held my -- umbrella We did not hurry homeward. For we dearly love the place. She had a box of Crammatte’s, And my hand stole around her -- Ahem The summer sun was sinking Ye Gods ! What joyful bliss. 1 loved this darling madly, So I stole a little -- bon-bon. ‘ ‘ ‘CAe Ocean freeze.

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BULKELEY NEWS 7 “So for my comrade I will pray That its illness won't be long, But do not pray against me. For you're two hundred strong. “Tomorrow 1 hope to see you In this room to-day so cold, And 1 hope you'll have forgiveness For the heater, so very old. “But here's a pretty little song, To a tune you all know well, “Sing to the Heater’’ is its name Sing it ere I ring the bell.” Delighted we were to hear it And sang with all our might, And then marched out from the school-room, With hearts so very light. Outside again we sang the song, A cheer for the heater we gave, Then happily homeward we did go, Our precious vacation hours to save. Our happiness was unbounded, We had a joyful day; And to lengthen this vacation, We didn't do a thing but pray. Next day the room was cold again. Our prayers were answered; true We would have no school that day, The heater'd blown out a flue. Homeward again we went rejoicing. In idling another day was spent. And when that night we went to bed. Our prayers to God again we sent. And again our prayers were answerd Before sorrow we beheld. For on the next day after. School was kept again; And Mr. Belcher came around; Then started our lingering pain. Oh! Woe to the heater! Terrible Monster! Brin er of heart rending pain and woes.