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

Text from Pages 1 - 54 of the 1914 volume:

V ■ t . DEDICATED TO THE CLASS OF 1914 OF BULKELEY SCHOOL In memory of its happy days at old Bolfceley. Bulkeley News Volume X Number Four Commencement Number Bulkeley School New London, Conn. 4 BULKELEY NEW’S Walter A. Towxe, A. M. principal. Faculty. WALTER A. TOWNE, A M., Principal. Latin ami Ancient ami Roman History EUGENE B. LAWRENCE, A. B. Science FREDERICK W. EDGERTON, S. B. English LOUIS A. McCOY, A. M. Mathematics and French OMAR R. McCOY, A. M. History and Declamation JAMES R. MAHONEY Commercial Subjects FRAU ADELAIDE MOLL German bulkkley news 5 Graduating Exercises TTttTr I a BEnouIN Love Song i mdml j b j would That My Love Pinsuti Mevdelsso in 2 SALUTATORY AND ORATION Imaginary Address at Dedication of Monument to Leonard H. Bulkeley WILLIAM MANSFIELD CORCORAN 3 ORATION 4 MUSIC 5 ORATION 6 ORATION 7 MUSIC 8 ORATION 9 ORATION The Home Rule Question WILLIAM PATRICK LEARY Two Amherst Songs BULKELEY GLEE CLUB Greater Love Hath No Man JOSEPH JAMES GAFFNEY The Mill of the Gods ALBERT EDWARD ST. GERMAIN ORCHESTRA What the Immigrant Does for Us EDWARD BARATZ • ROLLIN HAYES BARRETT A Legend 10 11 12 MUSIC | £ The Minstrel Boy In Old Madrid , Irish Song Trotere ORATION A Glimpse at the Prison FRANK HARSHOWITZ ORATION, with Valedictory Addresses The Boyhood of Great Men HAROLD CLYDE PERKINS 13 PRESENTATION OF CERTIFICATES rev. james wilson bixler, d. d. 14 MUSIC BULKELEY GLEE CLUB 15 AWARD OF PRIZES BULKELEY NEW'S Harold Clyde Perkins William Mansfield Corcoran VALEDICTORIAN COMMENCEMENT Edward Barratz Albert Edward ST.GerMaiW 7 BULKELKY NEWS Joseph James Gaffney Frank Harshowitz ORATORS William Patrick Leary Rollin' Hayes Barrett 8 BIJLKELEY NEWS CLASS OF 1914 r MJLKKLKY NEWS 9 Senior Class Roll. CLASS OF 1914. Oscar .1. Liljensfein, Com. Liljenstein liked to go up into German, And there keep his classmates a-squirmin’, Until rang the bell, That room was like—well, What war meant to General Sherman. Track ’12, ’13. Senior Banquet Committee. Edward Baratz, Sci. The next one we think of is Baratz, He was once dumb, like so many carrots, But his mirth took a slump, And his tongue took a jump, So today he talks like ten dozen parrots. Graduation Orator. Strickland Improvement Prize. Joseph Schwartz, Gen. The school’s biggest baby was Schwartz, Whose head, it is said, was of quartz, But in history class, We’re sure ’twas of glass, For we always could see through his thoughts. Banquet Orator. Gift Committee. Football Ti, 12, ’13. English Prize, ’13. Debating Club 14. Track ’14. Joseph J. Gaffney, Com. At his Underwood Gaffney did sit, And ten bloody rounds did he fit, He crossed all the t’s, Dotted i’s with great e’s, And made his forty words per minute. Graduation Orator. Gift Committee. Football Second team Football 11, ’12. Debating Club. Track ’12, ’13, ’14. Speaking Prize. Miner Book-keeping Prize ’u. 3- 10 BULKELEY NEWS Norris W. Ryley, Gen. Ryley was our eloquent speedier, He’d talk until canned by the teacher. He’d speak loud and deep, And we’d all go to sleep— Ryley should make a fine preacher. Second team Football ’io. Gift Committee Glee Club. Debating Club ’14. George Rronsiein, Gen. Since Bronstein was given a sweater. His open coat shows the big letter. If he had enough sense With his coat to dispense, The “B” would show up three times better. Football ’13. Track, ’13, ’14. Second Team Baseball ’13 Second Team Football, Ti, ’12. Albert E. St. Germain, Com. St. Germain was our official yeller. He’d staud up before us and bellow. It must be said That this Bulkeley News ed Was, indeed, quite a cheerful fellow. Editor “Bulkeley News.” Debating Club, ’12, ’14 Senior Banquet Committee, Graduation Orator. Cheer Leader. Hon. Mention for English Composition. David J. Mulcalw y, Gen. Mulcahey’s the lad who talked loud. He could bull any kind of a crowd, He’d give ten years of life For five minutes of strife— But when appeared his report he was cowed. Football ' 12, ’13. Track ’13. “All that glitters is not gold.” William W. Relcher, Gen. Of Belcher you’ve all heard a lot. He managed the meet to a dot. But the things that he knew. Would soon fade from view. If placed behind those he knew not. Track Manager '14. Gift Committee. Circularion Manager Bulkeley News Ti. BULKELEY NEWS Edward W. Baxter, Set. Our lest little athlete was Baxter: At baseball our best second sack-star, At running, a track-star, At football, a back star, But at French he was always a lack-star. Football 12, ’13. Track ’12, ’13. Baseball ’13 Second Team Football ’11. Second Team Baseball ’12. Football ’13. Frank Harshowitz, Set. Harshowitz, of County Cork, Floated 'round to old New York. From thence to this; Ig’u’rance is bliss,— Harshowitz—of County York. Debating Club. Graduation Orator. Honorable Mention for Speaking. Class Baby. Joseph Kaplan, Com. He was fifteen per cent, inspiration, And eighty per cent, perspiration. The rest of this youth— To tell the hard truth— Consisted of just respiration. Valedictorian. Harold C. Perkins, Set. As a musician, Orpheus gained fame; His music could make wild beasts tame: But when Perkins played, Not one of us stayed, But we all left the room, without blame. Graduation Orator. Debating Club. Second Team Baseball ’13. Leader Orchestra, ’14 Walter Learned Prize Improvement in German. Goldsmith Scholarship Prize. Gift Committee. Jacob Sherh, Sc. With a wonderful wit Sherbie was blest, He always thought well of a jest, The favorite joke Of this mirth-riddled bloke, Was: “Ope’ the window. I would throw out my chest!’ Banquet Committee. 12 BULKELEY NEWS Janies Benin, Com. Berau’s the greatest of his profession; When work appeared, he made a recession. The toughest of luck That he ever struck Was when he once labored under an impression. Second Team Football ’11, ’12. Bulkeley Orchestra ’ 11. Charles .1. Deh mer. Com. A great grammarian—Dehmer should faint! He’d rather be that than a saint. He said: “I feel like a cuss When I hist to der buzz Of a guy what talks like he ain’t!” “The last to pull ’em down.” Football ’13. Will iam I . Leary, Class. Our president’s name was Will Deary, But we called him our own Cavalieri. The girls called him Bill, That is,—until They knew him well enough to say Deary.” School I resident. Football 12, ’13. Class President. Second Team Football ’10. Captain Football ’13. Debating Club ’14. Glee Club Commencement Orator. C. Barrett Foley, Gen. The girls all loved Foley so! Were there objections from Foley?— No! He managed a team That made N. F. A. scream; In fact, he cleaned up—like Sapolio. Senior Banquet Committee. Manager F'ootball ’13. Baseball ’12, ’13. Second Team Baseball ’11. Business Manager “Bulkeley News” ’12, ’13. Athletic Editor “ “ ’IA John J. Keating, Com. In class Keating always was tame, His recitations, too, usually were lame. But we care not about that, For he kept under his hat All the news about yesterday’s game. Glee Club. BULKELEY NEWS 13 William (i. Murphy, Gen. Chubby Willie Murphy is the next oue whom we mention, ’Tis said he’s so attractive that some day he’ll draw a pension. But about this we do think That there’s a missing link, For the one thing he did e’er attract was to attract attention. Football ’13. Glee Club. Athletic Editor “Bulkeley News” ’14. (jeorfce N. Stewart, Act. So cute a boy was Stewart that it would be hard to spy The mischief ever sparkling in George’s little eye But the funny way he hid it, And the funny way he did it Are things which in our Bulkeley days have often made us sigh. Charles Kaufman, Sci. At the crib game Kaufman gained quite a rep, Which accounts for his showing and pep. He gives as a reason, That in life’s early season In a crib he was carefully brought up. Samuel .1. Rosenthal, Sex. At first Rosenthal seemed all feet, But at the banquet when he once took a seat, His feet weren’t in it With his mouth for a minute, For, good heavens, how' that fellow did eat! Ferdinand R. Weske, Sex. To make a hole in the line Weske was set, And through that hole he’d usually get, He thought he w7as some skate . Upon one certain date When he went through an ice-hole and got wet. Track ’14. Second Team Baseball ’13. Glee Club. Football ’12, ’13. 14 BULKELEY NEWS William M. Corcoran, C ass. Scintilated, elongated, educated Corcoran; Corrugated, promulgated, generated Corcoran; Accelerated, remonstrated, Duplicated, complicated, Propogated, abnegated, bilabiated Corcoran. Graduation Orator. Salutatorian. Banquet Committee. Class 1884 Mathematics Prize. Samuel Copeland, Set. Copeland’s work on the farm was done well, And not once in the class room he fell. But the best part of him Is the right hearty vim That made him exam answers tell. Tinker Prize Sr. Science. Armstrong German Prize. Kollin H. Barrett, iSci. Barrett was one of the few Whe knew just what he should do. He stuck to his work And never once shirked And for this he was lonesome and blue. Class Poet. Gift Committee. Graduation Orator Debating Club ’12, ’14 Honorable Mention English Composition. Thomas J. Cassidy, Com. And now we have the audacity, And the mental incapacity. To place before you The name of the stew Who wrote all this junk—it was Cassidy. Class Secretary and Treasurer. Assistant Ed. Bulkeley News. Class Prophet. The New’s Funny Bone. Manager Senior Baseball ’14. Glee Club. Miner Book-keeping Prize ’12. bulkeley news 15 Class Poem. The Class of Nineteen Hundred and Fourteen, Is ’mons the best that Bulkeley has seen. For four short years we’ve worked here side by side On lessons long and lessons hard and tried To do our best. And now at last ’tis done, And we our work in life have just begun. Before we separate just let me tell To each a word of love, of praise, fare-well. There’s Leary, president of this good class, And foot-ball captain too, and did surpass, All captains Bulkeley has seen for years. Then Cassidy our treasurer,—three cheers For him, for he has done his duty well. And St. Germain to him I wish to tell The fine clean work that he has done for all As editor of our school paper small. And who had charge of the Foot-ball team? ’Twas Foley who we hold in high esteem. Then Belcher, he did manage our good track, With zeal and skill; we all know that’s a fact. And now I wish to name our foot-ball men— Without their help we sure would be unken. And here’s to Gaffney who did play right end, For much upon his zeal there did depend. Mulcaliey played for 11s, left tackle well, And we must give to him a hearty yell. Then Schwartz, and where did he perform with zeal? ’Twas at right-tackle where he’d never reel. And now there conies to mind our full-back man, ’Tis Weske;—not afraid of any man. And here we praise our good and strong right guard, It’s Beran who did play the game so hard. There are some substitutes I did not name Because in other things they had more fame. Baratz has changed so much in the past school year That we 110 longer feel that he is queer. And Bronstein won for us the points at track, And this for weeks did put him on his back. I mustn’t forget to name our lesson sharks, 16 BULKKLEY NEWS For they most always did receiv'e high marks. ’Bout Corcoran I have not much to say. Because hard Latin he did so as play, And Copeland could the Chemistry recite. While all the rest kept still as mice with fright. But who could do Geometry with ease? No one but Stewart could the lessons seize. There’s Perkins, number one of this good class And he was sure a credit to this class. Now Sherb was pretty good in French, for all The work that we did write he’d only scrawl. And how about this funny Rosenthal? Of course we know not what he has for gall. A few as yet I haven’t had time to name. There’s Dehmer queer, ’bout him I can’t explain. Then Murphy fat, he too is liked by all. As well as Ryley even though he’s tall. Now Harshowitz, a speaker good is he. And Keating—who can say what he will be? Who knows a thing about this Kaufman bold? He comes around and asks for nickels old. About this classmate Liljenstein I say That he will be a man some future day. And last as well as least is Kaplan small, He certainly is not so very tall. And now I’ve said a word about each one. Let me repeat, your work is just begun. So fare-well classmates, fare-well one and all! We ne’er shall meet again in this bright hall. ROLLIN H. BARRETT. bulkeley news 17 Class Prophecy. T was a dark and stormy night. Without the elements raged in all their fury. Safely lodged in my warm Alaskan hut, I thought not of the tempest. Rather, my contemplations were of my old classmates. Thirty years of time had left their marks on the world since the memorable night on which the class of 1914 of Bulkeley School had last met. The occasion of this meeting—or rather, this parting,—was the class banquet, and a jolly good time it was. But what had become of my old chums since then? Had they successfully combated with the ways of the world ? Or had they layed down and given up without a struggle? No, I said, no 1914 Bulkeley man would behave in that way. Suddenly my dreams were arrested by a commotion at the door. The primary thought that entered my mind was “Wolves;” but a human tap-tap allayed my fears in that direction. That a human soul could be a-broad tonight was terrible to contemplate. Cautiously I opened the door. With the influx of snow that came with the opening of the door, a sorry-looking individual stumbled across the threshold. The stranger was sadly in need of help, so I turned my attention to making him comfortable. Inquisitive as I was, I waited for the newcomer to speak. For a long time he was mute. Then he suddenly burst forth. “Suffering cats!” he exclaimed, “if I’d a-known Alaska was like this, I’d a-stayed right down at little old Ocean Beach! ’ ’ Ocean Beach! Who wonders that I started? Ocean Beach! For fifteen years or more, the once familiar name of Ocean Beach had never entered my ear. And here it came to me from the whistling gale, as it were. Seizing the storm-bound wayfarer by the shoulder I fairly yelled: “What do you mean, Ocean Beach? Ocean Beach, New London, Connecticut, U. S. A. ? Ocean Beach, Long Island Sound? Answer me!” The stranger was exasperatingly slow about answering. F i n a 1 ly he said: “Yes sir; Ocean Beach, New London, Conn. That’s where I’m from. ’ ’ My joy knew no bounds. For years I had never set eyes on a New London man; and here freakish Fate had sent me one of the things I most desired. Now I could get all the information I wished. Now I could find out how things were going in my old home-town. Now I could learn something concerning my old classmates and other friends. When I raised my eves to look at him, my guest was staring intently at me. “Say,” he said, “might I 18 HULKELEY NEWS be so bold as to inquire your name?” Wondering, I gave it. “I thought so!” he exclaimed excitedly; “why don’t you know me? Don’t you recognize the fellow who used to sit by you in German recitation thirty years ago? Don't you know the fellow that used to get into scrapes with you at Bulkeley? Don’t you know Jimmy Beran ? ’ ’ I was on my feet in an instant. Beran!” I said, half-dazed: ' can it be — ” and the more I looked, the more firmly I was convinced that my visitor was nothing more or less than the flesh and blood—and bone— of my former classmate, Beran. My thoughts of that time are simply indescribable. I was over whelmed, to say the least. The usual formalities of gladsome greetings dispensed with, and all the expected queries asked and answered, we two long-lost friends sat down. Naturally, the subject of our discourse was ‘Old Times.” Our high school course was lived over again. Once more we were boys at Bulkeley. We dwelled upon those immortal topics so dear to all of old Bulkeley’s alumni. But when the conversation began to lag, I said: “Can’t you tell me anything of the old fellows? Do they still exist? And if so, why not? When Beran finally understood the meaning of this upheaval of the English language, he said: “Yes, I can tell you of them. I have seen them all in the last few years. I’ll tell you my story.” He leaned back into a comfortable position. Then he began. “As you walk up the New London State Street of today, a glaring sign on a nearby building will attract your attention. This sign reads— “Foley Building.” Our old friend Foley is the owner. Twenty years ago he started a career as a dentist. Every nice-looking girl in the community who had a sweet tooth went to Foley for treatment. As a result, today Foley owns the handsome building in which he does business. Success has been his, but I’ll tell you a secret— Foley would never have been the successful dentist that he is, if he didn't have a pull! “Another doctor do we find in the person of Sherb—you know, he isn’t a real bona fide physician, but he manufactures Sherb’s Indigestion Cure, prints the story of his life, sticks it on each bottle of his medicine, together with his picture, an’ a’ that, an’ a’ that. His policy is to get invited to a banquet, an easy accomplishment for his affable manners to perform. After eating his fill, the quack-doctor is called upon for remarks. For half an hour or more lie tells funny stories, keeping the other guests in the highest pitch of boisterous laughter. By the time the speaker is thanking the diners for their kind attention, indigestion has acquired a firm grip on all the other guests. Then Sherb pulls from under the table a case of his ‘cure.’ The poor wretches are caught with the goods; escape is impossible. Before the doctor is done with them, each man present has purchased a dozen bottles of Sherb’s Indigestion Cure at two dollars per. “One time business demanded that Sherb’s trousers be tailored. Accordingly, he sent them to the tailoring shop of his former accomplice, Kaufman. When the article of ap- bulkeley news 19 Parel was returned to the owner, the latter missed several buttons, important for their upkeep work. Upon Sherb’s refusal to pay for the tailoring work, Kaufman resorted to legal action. He hired Rosenthal to defend his side of the case, but Rosenthal had a broken arm, incurred in an argument with a blind man, and how can any Yiddisher make an effective speech with only one arm with which to talk? As a last resort, Kaufman imported from Mystic at great expense, the learned barrister, N. Ryley. At the trial Ryley made a speech that has gone down in history. He carried everything before him. So thrilling was it that Judge Murphy and ten jurymen actually stayed awake during the entire proceedings. As I remember, the best part of the wonderful oration goes like this: It is in vain, gentlemen, to convict my client in the name of Justice. The plaintiff may cry for restitution for the death of his pet grasshopper, but is he justified in getting it? Proof has been put before you showing that the act of the defendant was one of necessity to the community. Is the safety of the people considered so low that a blood-thirsty grasshopper — hopelessly crazy, totally insane, hopping mad—should be allowed to run rampant through a neighboring field where live-stock is grazing? Was not the defendant justified in protecting his cattle from the ravages of this beast? Be reasonable, for the love of Mike! I know not how you may decide this matter, but if you must use the name of Justice, I demand the freedom of my client. ’ “Of course, Ryley didn’t know what he was raving about, and with just as much certainty I say that the subject of his speech had no bearing on the case; and you might say that it contains a suspicious flavor of Patrick Henry—but what of that? Modern justice is not influenced by such trifles. And— “But speaking of trifles, there was Kaplan. Poor chap! You probably remember that his greatest ambition was to be a man. Apparently he thought that one of the requisites of being a man was to get a girl. He got a girl, all right—a Chesterfield chicken. Kaplan — poor luckless child that he always was—was soon mixed up in a breach of promise suit. All the evidence was against him. The final verdict was a sad blow to his pride. He told me that he had never felt so cut up about anything since the day he tried to shave from his chin a certain indefinite something you couldn’t lay your finger on. But this is a cruel world! “Now perhaps you would like to know what became of St. Germain. As a scientific farmer he is regarded as a second Luther Burbank. At the present time he is trying to make more prominent the animal instinct of such plants as the cra ipple, the catwip, the horseradish, the gooseberry etc. He actually has perfected a dogwood tree that really barks. The last reports I had of him were to the effect that he was then working on an entirely original idea. He thinks that if he were able to cross a catnip with a dogberry, the result would be a bush that would bear a coat of fur (inherited from the catnip); and this heavy fur coat would cause the plant 20 BIJLKELEY NEWS to suffer from the heat of summer and the dog instinct in it would cause it to gasp. In my opinion, when St. Germain brings forth the coat and the pants, he ought to feel well suited. “You might suppose that St. Germain has a wonderful gift of creation but the real inventive genius of the age is none other than Copeland. His latest patented idea is a soup-spoon with a Maxim silencing attachment. Wishing to carry out his idea to its fullest extent he appealed to Bill Belcher for financial support. Belcher accepted the offer and the firm became known as Copeland 6fc Belcher. Copeland was to supply the brains and Belcher was to furnish the cash; but I’ve heard that when both brains and •money were put together the firm couldn’t supply an eyewash for a needle. ‘ ‘The next one is a sad case. One of our number has won world-wide fame; and yet he is hated for it. He has become a national necessity; but every day he drives the country to the verge of civil war. Without him the nation would decline to a low-state; with him the people are continually longing for his blood. He is a hero of the deepest dye; yet even a deacon would take joy in lynching him. Who is this person, and what is his occupation, you ask? The foolhardy man is Keating. He is a baseball umpire. “Now7 w-hile the subject of baseball is fresh on my mind, I may as w7ell tell you about Delnner. As you probably know, Delnner alw-ays wanted to be a w7riter. He soon found out, however, that in order to be a writer of American subjects, one must be able to speak the English language as she should be spoke. In the course of time Delnner became sporting editor of the ‘War Cry.’ Of course, a sporting editor doesn’t necessarily have to speak English just as long as he knows all the modern slang expressions. As a slanguist, Deh-mer is writing his way to fame and fortune. “A life on the ocean wave appealed to Barrett so much that he joined the Navy in 1917. He saw active service in Mexico, but, sad to relate, his heroic efforts were halted when he was wounded by the explosion of a piece of chili con carne loaded with mustard. He is still to be found in the Old Soldiers’ Home, whence he was retired, and no doubt, he can give a more accurate account of his evperiences than I can. “When Gaffney was a schoolboy he showed marked ability as an author. His ability in writing stories clung to him in his later days with increasing skill. By writing for well-known magazines he first appeared before the gaze of the public. His masterpiece, however, is a one act play entitled The Stewed Clam.’ The scene portrayed in this drama is a church-picnic. In the clam-stew soon to be served lies a solitary clam which piteously tells its history and begs to be restored to its family. In order to cut down the expenses of production, Gaffney, the author, took the leading part—that of the stewed clam. In his fifteen years of acting—not including his four years at Bulkeley—Gaffney has never been given the hook. This is probably due to the fact that a clam cannot be caught with a hook. bulkeley news 21 “Liljenstein, too, has reached the top of his profession. What great heights lias he attained, you ask? A-bout one thousand feet, I should say. Let me explain. When ambitious Liljenstein started working, he began as a common sweeper in the basement of a New York skyscraper. Step by step he was promoted so that today he is the chief window-washer on the seventy-third and topmost floor of the same building. What greater heights could he have reached, I beg of you? “When Bill Leary went to Bulkel-ey, he had two fads. One was being President; the other was 'Home Rule for Ireland.’ So much arguing over class pins, freshmen athletics, class pictures, etc. marked his administration at Bulkeleythat upon graduating no man was ever better qualified to enter politics than was Leary. But he didn’t confine his efforts to this hemisphere. He crossed the ocean and entered the struggle then going on to give Ireland more than home rule—to place her among the nations of the earth. Bill’s presence won the struggle for old Erin. His wonderful powers of oratory made possible the writing of Robert Emmet’s epitaph. And after the victory was won, the hero fain would retire and ' bask in his glory (just like that!) but the Irish people would hear of nothing like that. Leary was the unanimous choice for president of the Republic of Ireland. Since then an era of happiness and prosperity has marked Ireland’s history, due to President Leary’s wise policies. I forgot to say that when Leary entered the political ring, he saw how hopeless were his chances if he was to become separated from his chief advisor, Corcoran. Accordingly, he persuaded Corcoran to act as private secretary. Corcoran accompanied Leary to the ‘Old Sod’ and entered the struggle with vim. Although not generally known as such, many of President Leary’s wisest acts are due to Secretary Corcoran’s brainy bits of advice. “When Mulcahey heard of the success of Leary and Corcoran in Ireland, his patriotic spirit urged him to follow his old mates across the ocean. He, too, has done great things for the land of his fathers. He did not enter politics. He had nothing to do with Ireland’s era of prosperity. Yet many people look upon him as a greater benefactor than the beloved Leary. Through Mulcahey’s efforts baseball was introduced into the green little isle. Little wonder that he should be regarded as a hero! “A few years ago Webster’s Dictionary was found to be distinctly out of date, resulting in more or less confusion to all Americans. Not long since, Schwartz placed upon the market ‘Schwartz’s Revised Dictionary,’ which is now recognized throughout the world as the standard dictionary of the English language. Information such as population, results of past elections, statistical figures, etc. which pervaded the old-fashioned dictionary are omitted in Schwartz’s publication, and in their places we find interesting and useful information such as big league schedules and statistics, the popular plays, as well as a few original poems. The huge success of Schwartz’s Revised Dictionary may be attributed to these attachments. “Sometime ago I was informed 22 BULKELEY NEWS that Stewart was teller in the ’Steer.th National Bank. Upon hearing this, I hastened thence to congratulate him on his success, hearing in my mind a glorified version of that wise old adage. ‘ ‘Tis the little things that count As I passed through the doors of the handsome marble structure, an immovable guard blocked my way. His gaudy garments and alabaster top first made me think he was an adornment. Imagine my surprise, therefore, in recognizing the wearer of the sunset clothes as Stewart. His business is to stand at the door, tell the clerks of the bulletins as they appear down the street, and to tell people which way to go. “Due chiefly to the wonderful skill of the brain of Perkins, a revival of the ragtime rage, seriously rivaling that of thirty years ago, has been thrown upon the helpless American nation. By musical critics Perkins has been described as the greatest ragtime writer since the days of Irving Berlin and George NI. Cohan. The greatest song that he is guilty of perpetrating is known as “The Socks That Dave Mulcaliey Used to Wear.’ As the title might lead you to suspect, this masterpiece is a rag—such as used to hang on the Old Fall River Line. “Were I to take time to relate an account of Weske’s career since his schooldays, I must needs describe the seventy-six periods of his later life in which he engaged in exactly seventy-six forms of labor. When last I heard of him, he was about to start a career as a cartoonist, basing his belief of success in this line of work on the the skill with which he always drew conclusions and attention. As to his fortunes as a cartoonist I know nothing, but if he is able to draw his salary, he should consider himself a lucky artist, indeed. “Traveling about the world with Barney and Berry’s circus are our two old friends Harshowitz and Bar-atz. Professionally, they are known as the Confetti Brothers. They perform daring feats of bareback riding on the elephants who jump through hoops, play leap-frog, and do other stunts requiring the most skillful a-bilitv. On the road our two friends take care of the horses and ponies, an occupation they learned at Bulkeley. “The reckless ease with which Baxter used to take prizes in 'athletic e-vents made him feel certain that he could take pictures just as easily. So certain was he of success as a photographer, that I was inclined to be skeptical, for I never could see how a man so positive could make a good negative. But Ned carefully kept behind the camera and thus forced success upon him. “Only one more person is doomed to enter my story. That person is Bronstein. Long before he graduated his future vocation was plainly evident to all his friends. From his habitual practice of being at the foot we all knew that some day would see Bronstein carefully cutting his career as a cheropidist. “Now you have heard of all the fellows. Many of them have risen to the high esteem of the rest of the world. But one and all look back with unbounded joy to the happiest, the most delightful, the most useful period of our lives—our four veers at old Bulkeley.” bulkeley news 23 Beran became silent. I had absorbed every word he had uttered. His strange revelations had been music to my ears. His recitation had been uninterrupted—the first one I had ever known him to make. And now that he was finished, I was loathe to have him stop. “But, Beran.” I persisted, “explain yourself. At what useful pursuits have you spent all these years? What accomplishments have you a-chieved? Tell me of your own exploits.” My guest seemed reflecting. Then he said in a strange tone: “Every inhabitant of this corrupt sphere possesses the privilege cf indulging in his own private ambitions. But the graphic prolixity of Schwartzs lexicography, Sherb’s antiphlogistic and pharmaceutical faculties, Hale's pleonastical declamations, or St. Germain’s prodigious pomological accomplishments—-none of these attributed attainments have ever inveigled me into the grabbing hands of lamentable labor. The deteriorating and hydro-phobic obstacles that contravene the path of the peripatetic mendicant I have faced with nonchalance; climates so pernicious and insalubrious that orthography cannot deduce a precise elucidation thereof have been unable to produce upon my impurtable tranquility even a cursory hypochondriac tremor; aye, even would I dare to incur the vituperated animosity of a horde of filibustering viragoes. Crav-anish trepidations I have naught; I venture any attempt—but labor?— toil?—work?—NEVER!!!” Thus spake Beran. Fearing an extended tyro on labor reform and the general uselessness of work, I did not urge him further. Rather, I agreed with him, hoping that by so doing the difference of opinion would be lost in the howling blizzard. The gale was still blowing in its most furious form. For a long time we sat in the se:ni-darkness of the cabin silently listening to the storm and reflecting. Soon our weary heads fell forward, and— “Sleep that knits up the ravell’d sleave of care; The death of each day’s life, sore labor’s bath, Balm of hurt minds, great Nature’s second course, Chief nourisher in life’s feast,—” overcame us, and for the time we were left in blissful ignorance of the past, the present—or the future. Thomas J. Cassidy. 24 BULKELKY NEWS Prophecy on Prophet. IX years had passe cl since I graduated from old Bulkeley with as IKkSSJ! ne a bunch °f fellows as ever left the school. I was sitting one afternoon in my private library, quietly smoking, and recalling to my memory pleasing incidents of my High School days. While I was thus enjoying myself, the portals which hung over the entrance to the library parted, and one of my servants stepped into the room. “Pardon, Sir, but there is a gentleman at the door who wishes to see you, Sir. Says he is the Income Tax Collector, Sir-” sajd he. “Is that so, James. Come to collect my 3 per cent. I suppose. Well, show him in. Might as well get him out of the way as soon as possible,” I answered. While awaiting the entrance cf the Collector, I busied myself with a book. Having become interested in my reading, I did not look up immediately upon my visitor’s entrance. After a few minutes, I turned my attention from my book to my visiter. Instantly I was struck by a familiarity with the man who stood patiently awaiting my pleasure. There was something familiar in the man’s face. I surveyed him from head to foot in a single glance. He was a medium sized man, with thin and hagard features, as though he had not found life all rosy. But still I could not place the man, although I felt sure I knew him. Having transacted my business with the Collectcr, he was about to leave the room. Half way to the door, the man stopped, and turned around. “Pardon me, Mr. Gaffney,” said he, “but don’t you remember me?” I confessed to the man that I had been trying vainly to place him in my mind, and then asked him his name. “My name’s Cassidy------- In an instant, I knew that face. The man was Tom Cassidy, a member of the Class of 1914 of Bulkeley School. A second later I had gripped his hand in a hearty welcome, and had thrown him bodily into one of the large leather chairs which a-dorned the library. “Why in Blazes didn’t you say so before?” I demanded. “Cut that out, Tom; I’m ‘Joe’ to my friends.” “Well, you see, Joe,” he cci tinned, “I dare not get too familiar with anyone on this job. You see I cannot tell how they are going to take it. Even a member of the old class might give me the cold shoulder if he had risen to your position in the world.” I told him I did not think that probable, and in a very few minutes, had convinced him that that was certainly not the case in this instance. After we had talked over the old e-vents at Bulkeley, we turned to business topics. I learned that he had become an income tax collector about BULKELEY NEWS 25 six months before. He had felt that he could make good on this job, since he had had a year’s experience in “collecting” at Bulkeley. He was not satisfied with the job, however, but was forced to hold it for want of a better one; and then, his wife and little “Tommies” had to live. “Let me see. Didn’t you use to be pretty good with a machine w'hen we were in Bulkeley, Tom?” I asked. “Well, yes, I did Joe, but I couldn’t land a decent job in that line. My shorthand was never too good, you know, and it hasn’t improved any in the last four or five years.” Well, before Cassidy left my house that afternoon, I had convinced him that I was in dire need of a secretary to look after my business affairs, and had offered him the position at $5000 per annum. Needless to say he immediately accepted my paltry offer, and assured me that he would be on hand with his note book and pencil the following morning. Bidding me a cheery “So long, Joe,” he was off with a bound to break the joyful news to his little family. Watching him until he was out of sight, I returned to my library, and resumed my dreaming. 0 0 0 Statistics. N interesting study of statistics has revealed the following facts: The first graduating class from Bulkeley was in 1875. Four young men were graduated . Since then very nearly 700 scholars have graduated. The smallest graduating class was that of 1879. The class had 2 members. The largest class was in 1908, when 39 young men graduated. About 200 Bulkeley graduates have graduated from, or are nowattending various colleges and universities throughout the country. Yale seems to be the college most favored by Bulkeley alumni for matriculation purposes, nearly fifty having graduated from the New Haven university. Other colleges and universities from which Bulkeley alumni have graduated or are now attending are: Amherst, Brown, Catholic U. of A., Clark, Columbia, Colgate, Conn. Ag. College, Holy Cross, Georgetown, Harvard, Jefferson Med. College, Mass. I. T., Michigan, Middlebury, Montreal, N. Y. Theol. Sem., R. I. Ag. College, Rennsalaer P. T., St. Mary’s, Springfield T. S., Stevens Inst.. Trinity, Tuft’, U. S. Naval Academy, U. S. Millitary Acad., Wesleyan . The above list is not by any means the entire list of colleges attended by our alumni. It is practically impossible to compile a complete list. A great many of Bulkeley’s graduates now occupy high places in the world. They are to be found in al- 26 BULKELEY NEWS most every part of our country making names for themselves—and their school. The class of 1914 is the thirty-ninth graduating class. Mr. Walter A. Towne, our present principal—the grand old man of Bul-keley—has been connected with the school since 1877—37 years. For the first eleven years of this remarkable record Mr. Towne acted as assistant principal. From 1888 to the present time he has been principal—and may he occupy that position for years to come! 0 0 0 lulkcleij News BULKELLY SCHOOL. NEW LONDON. CT. Albert E. St. Germain, ’ i j Editor-in-Chief Thomas Cassidy, ’14 Ass’t Editor Edward Meagher, ’15 Adv. Manager Anybody in the School, Contributor. THE BULKELEY NEWS. Published quarterly, 40 ccr.ts per year, 10 cents per copy. Entered as Second Class Matter at the New London Post Office. Address all business manuscript to Assistant Editor; all other communications to the Editor-in-Chief of Bulkeley News, Bulkeley School, New London, Conn. T N this, our last journalistic at- tempt at Bulkeley, we think it is but proper for us to look back over our work of the year and see what we have accomplished. Without any doubt, the tenth volume of the News has been a huge success—more so, we dare say, than any previous volume ever published. The reason for the success of our paper is evident. The school seemed to realize the value of a student pub- lication, for each and every one came forward with a helping hand when assistance was needed. True, the editors alone ran several of the departments, such as the School Notes,” School News,” Alumni Notes,” Exchanges,” etc., but in other ways scholars not on the Editorial Board made several contributions worthy of notice. For instance, the Athletic Notes” were ably edited by Barrett Foley, ’14 and William Murphy ’14. The clever original drawings to be found at the heads of the various departments of previous issues are the work of Dudley Donnelly ’15. Kenneth Holmes ’15. John Sheedy ’15. George Liljenstein ’15. The business end of the paper was well taken care of by Edward Meagher, ’15. The experience he has thus obtained should be invaluable to the next staff of editors. The literary department, especially shows how faithfully the school worked for its paper. Articles written by the following were published James Beran ’14. Norris Kyley ’14. BULKELKY NEWS 2 Joseph Schwartz ’14 (Poetry) Edward Dondero ’15. John Keating ’14. Edward Baxter '14 (Poetry) Frank Harshowitz ’14. Robert Morris ’15 (Poetry) Stewart Demosh ’15. William Feeley '16. Joseph Gaffney ’14. Rollin Barratt ’14. In connection with this part of the paper it might be well to mention the prize story contest run by the News. A prize of $2.50 was offered to the best story, poem, essay, etc. written by a Bulkeley student. The prize was awarded to William Feeley, ’16. His story was published in the Spring Number of the News. One of the features of the News was the “Alumni Notes.’’ This column contained letters from several prominent alumni, for which we thank Mr. Edward S. Moore ’84. Mr. Walter A. Brown ’89. Mr. Charles E. Reeves ’83. Mr. John Crowley ’12. The following rather lengthy list of Exchanges shows how extensively the Exchange department was carried on. The Acropolis Barringer H. S. Newark, N. J., The Academy Journal Norwich Free Academy, Norwich, Conn. The Chronicle Hartford H. S. Hartford, Conn., The Choate News Choate School, Wallingford, Conn., The Clarion W. Hartford H. S., West Hartford, Conn. The Focus N. H. H. S., New Haven, Conn., The Criterion Bridgeport H. S., Bridgeport, Ct. The Pennant Meriden H. S., Meriden Conn., The Legenda Williams Memorial Institute, New London, Conn. Trinity Tripod Trinity College, Hartford, Conn. The Messenger Wichita H. S., Wichita, Kan. The Gleanor Pawtucket H. S., Pawtucket, R. I. The Allerlei Stonington H. S., Ston-ington, Conn. The Brown Herald Brown University, Providence, R. I. Argus Lenox H. S., Lenox, Iowa. Madisonensis Colgate University, Hamilton, N. J. Pontefract Pomfret School. Pomfret. Conn. The Senior Westerly H. S., Westerly, R. I. Yale Alumni Weekly Yale University New Haven, Conn. Harvard Bulletin Harvard College, Cambridge, Mass. The Lookout, Derby H. S., Derby, Conn. The Argus, Shelton H. S., Shelton, Conn. The Spring-field Student, Springfield Training School, Springfield, Mass. The prevailing custom of criticising Exchanges brought forth from our contemporaries many words of praise for the News. The School Notes,” “Alumni Notes,” and the work of our artists seemed to attract them mostly. For the loan of the cuts of the commencement orators used in this issue we heartily thank The Day Publishing Co. Thanks are also due the large numbers of New London business men who were kind enough to advertise in the News. Once more we thank all who helped bring the News to a level with the best high school papers in the State. As to the future of the News we have little to say. The splendid scholarship record that the Class of 1915 is maintaining should convert into pleasures the difficulties of amateur editing. With good writers, an unusually clever set of artists, and 28 BIJLKEIvEY NEWS plenty of support from the student body, the Class of 1915 should be a-ble to publish another record breaking Bulkeley News. That is what we expect from them. 7E are happily able to publish in this issue of the News the Class Prophecy, the Prophecy on the Prophet, and the Class Poem, as they were read by the authors at the Senior Banquet held at the Crocker House on the evening of June 16, ’14. Unfortunately, however, lack of space refuses to allow us to print the interesting oration, written and read by Class Orator Joseph Schwartz. The oration was worthy of further notice, and we regret our inability to publish it along with the Prophecies and the Class Poem. 0 0 0 Base Hits by Shakespeare (Quotations from “Mackbeth”) “Fair is foul, and foul is fair.”—Act 1, Scene 1. “And fan our people cold.”—Act 1, Sc. 2. “All the quarters that they know.”—Act 1, Sc. 3. “Thou play'dst most foully.”—Act III, Sc. 1. “Fly, good Fleance, fly. fly, fly!”—Act III. Sc. 3. “Who did strike out-?”—Act III Sc. 3. “There’s but one down;”—Act III, Sc. 3. “Both sides are even;”—Act III, Sc. 4. “But Banquo’s safe?”—Act III, Sc. 4. “I’ll catch it ere it come to ground:”—Act III, Sc. 5. “Come, high or low,”—Act IV, Sc. 1. “Wherefore should I fly?”—Act IV, Sc. 2. “Run away, I pray you!”—Act IV, Sc. 2. “He hath not touch’d you yet.”—Act IV, Sc. 3. “Died every day she lived.” -Act IV, Sc. 3. “Now we’ll together:---Why are you silent?”—Act IV, Sc. 3. “—sighs and groans an i shrieks that rend the air, Are made,”—Act IV, Sc. 3. “Of many worthy fellows that were out;”—Act IV, Sc. 3. “When was it she last walk'd?”—Act V, Sc. 1. Out, I say! One two; why then ’tis time to do’t.”—Act V, Sc. 1. ‘ vet I have known those which have walked-who have died.—Act V, Sc. 1 “let them fly all;”—Act V, Sc. 1. “I cannot fly,”—Act V, Sc. 7. FOOTBALL TEAM OF 1913 BULKELEY NEWS 29 ATMLDTIGS OINCE the last num- her of the News made its appearance, no athletic events of any great import have taken place at Bulkel-ey. Lack of grounds on which to 'day, and New London’s unwillingness to help us out of our difficulty made a school baseball team quite impossible. Bu in spite of all this the past athletic vear has been one of the most notable in the history of the school. So worthy has it been that a review of our athletic accomplishments is altogether proper. Perhaps that part of our athletic activities which stands out most prominently is the work of our grand little football team of last fall. Nine games were played, and of Football these four were won, two were tied, and three were lost. Not much of a record, you say? But before you make a iv remarks on that subject, just take into consideration the teams Bulkeley faced. The four games won were the games with Meriden H. S., ( score 39-0 ), Stonington H. S., (score 53-0), Bridgeport H. S., (score 55-0), and Norwich Free Academy, (score 14-0) The tied games were with the Bulkeley Alumni team, and Norwich Free Academy; no scores were made in either game. Storrs College, New Britain H. S., and Stamford H. S. defeated us by the respective scores of 23-0, 10-0, and 26-6. These last three teams, it might be noted, were three of the fastest teams in the State. Storrs College is far above our class; New Britain is one of the claimants of the State championship; and Stamford claims the championship of Connecticut and New York State, saying that Bulkeley is the first high school team to score on them in several seasons. Most of the teams that faced Bulkeley were supported by schools several times larger than ours. As remarked before, Storrs College is not in our class. Meriden High School is a-bout five times the size of Bulkeley. New Britain High School’s graduating class is about as large as our entire school. Bridgeport High School and Stamford High School are in much the same position. Stonington High School is more in our class. But in spite of these facts, Meriden, Bridgeport, Norwich, and Stonington were all defeated by heavy scores. New Britain, too, would have suffered a similar fate, had the Bulkeley men been given Cap . Leary Louis A. McCoy Coach 30 BULKELEY NEWS Manager Sullivan 1915 half a chance. As for the S t a in for d game—it was a proud beating. Halfback Donnelly was out of the game with a brok en nose. This was a great loss to the team. As it was, Bulkeley put up agame fight and the next day the Stamford papers had nothing but praise for the New London boys, even going so far as to say that had Donnelly played, Bulkeley would most probably have won. What Bulkeley man will ever forget the last two football games with our ancient and honorable enemy, N. F. A? All year Norwich had been showing less speed than the New London boys. Therefore, when the two teams first met at Plant P'ield, Nov. 8th, a Bulkeley victory had been freely predicted by the oldest inhabitant. But Norwich fought with the dogged spirit that has made her famous. Bulkeley played a better game than the up-river boys but was unable to cross the Academy’s goal line. Norwich, too, failed to score and thus ended the hottest football struggle ever witnessed by local football enthusiasts. While this game was a big blow to our hopes, it tended to ser e a good purpose, for, as the poet might say— A little set-back now and then Is best for confident football men. Hence, two weeks later, when the Bulkeley team trotted out on the Norwich field for the return game, with Norwich hopes at their highest point of enthusiasm, our men were imbued with a knowledge of what they must do. A glorious hour later saw the Academy at the smaller end of a 14 to 0 score. .She had fought valiantly, but in vain. Now, reader, you may see why we call it a “successful” season. We defeated some of the best in the State —even as puny David laid low the mighty Goliath. Next fall you may look to another “successful” season. Dud Donnelly, the fastest all-around high school athlete in Connecticut, will captain the team. Erudite Raymond Sullivan is manager. Many thanks are due Commodore Morton F. Plant and the New London Baseball Management for the use of Plant Field. All Bulkeley hopes for the privilege of using the field once more next fall. Coach L. A. McCoy also deserves no little credit for his wo n d er f ul work. Since Mr. McCoy took charge of Bulkeley football teams, four years ago, Norwich has never beaten her New London rival on her own campus. Going some, eh! Capt. Leary and Manager Foley should well feel proud of the fact that they again won the championship of Eastern Connecticut and came so dangerously close to w inning the State championship. During the season Bulkeley scored 166 points; her opponents made 54. The team traveled 496 miles during the fall according to Mgr. Foley's statistics. The following received sweaters ai d letters: D o n d er o ’15, Schwartz ’14, Beran ’14, Leary, (Capt.) ’14, Noonan ',6, Capta n Donne'ly 1915 BULKELEY NEWS 31 Mulcahey ’14, Gaffney ’14, Sheedy ’15, Baxter ’14, Donnelly ’15, Weslce ’14, Murphy ’14, Lewis ’16, Bron-stein ’14, H ar s h o w i t z’14, Foley (Mgr.) ’14, and Mr. L. A. McCoy (Coach). The school was also represented by a fast little second team. Two victories were pasted over the Academy seconds and a victory was registered on Stonington High School’s first team. B B B The Annual Bulkeley Track Meet was held on the evening of March 20th in the State Armory. The huge success of the event might well make Manager William Belcher ’14, feel well repaid for his untiring efforts to make it successful. The big Track building was well filled with track enthusiasts. The feature race of the evening was the school relay. This was made up of relay teams representing Bulkeley, New London Business College, and the Manuel Training School. Norwich Free Academy was to have been represented, but, apparently, the upriver boys reflected upon their fate at the meet of 1913, and—well, they didn’t come, that’s all. The result of the race was just as it had previously been predicted. Bulkeley came in about fifty yards ahead of her nearest competitor. The Business College team came in second. As usual, the Training School came in last. The class events, however, were particularly closely contested. The Class of 1914 gained the most points with the Class of 1915 but a single point behind. The Class of 1916 came in third. Baxter and Bronstein starred for the winners; Donnelly and Perwein for the Juniors; Noonan for the Sophomores; and Haney for the Freshmen. The work of Donnelly ’15, is particularly noticeable. In six events he won first place in three and and second place in the other three races. Baxter ’14, also won first place in three events and second place in one. The Seniors have had their numerals engraved on the big silver cup exhibited at the school. The Spring Number of the News contains the results of each race. Now we come to the sad part of our story. For the first time in years Bulkeley was obliged to pass up a-bundant baseball material, delightful prospects for a winning nine, and go unrepresented on the base-Busehull ball diamond. And all because there was no available field on which to play! It was not natural for Bulkeley to go through the Spring without showing some baseball activity, so a movement was started to form an interclass league. Managers and captains were elected, a schedule made, and the league was launched with a blaze of enthusiasm. But soon hitherto unforseen difficulties showed themselves. The Grammar School grounds were very faulty. The lot could not be secured when needed. Four inning games were found to be not worth the time put to them. Little wonder, then, that enthusiasm waned and that the league expired in its infancy. Thus we get back to the original difficulty—athletic grounds. Before next Spring we hope the problem will be solved; that New London will have awakened to a realization of what 32 BULKKLKY NEWS Bulkeley has done on the diamond in the past; and that she will take measures to help restore her best high school to that proud position which she has occuppied in the past, and which she can and will sccupy once more, in spite of the gab, jab, and grab policies of other schools. ANOTHER NEAR-SCANDLE. I saw her kiss her hub goodbye; I saw him take the train; And twenty minutes afterward I saw her once again. She met a gay young fellow; he threw his arms about her; He said he’d not know how to live if ’twas to live without her. And then she sat upon his lap, and sweetly hugged and kissed him, And swore that no one realized how greatly she had missed him. She said that if her husband had but known who was to call, ’Twas quite uncertain that he would have left his home at all. He said his wife knew not his life, but thought he was at work, And never in her mind e'en did a small suspicion lurk. And then this man and woman laughed in all their ghoulish glee. They did not care who saw them there; from worries they were free. Ah, reader, do but realize how sinful is this world! Each day we see the blood-red flag of Felony unfurled. We read howT happy homes are wrecked, and how young women flow bar down that stream upon whose shores dark widow’s weeds do grow. But, reader, when you read my tale, emit no somber sigh. ’Twas not as bad as you might think, and I will tell you why: There’s no fault to be found with them—by husband, wife, or other. For this meeting was just the greeting of a loving son and mother. SPASM II DOSE I 1 it I k 11 e i] t ? nt h . JULY 1914 iBulkrlry Struts I. M. NOTT Editor-in Cheese. Perpetrated Annually Price, Two Bits. [Note: With every purchased copy of the “Stews” w'e will give free of charge a copy of the Bulkeley News], EXTRA! Our ears have been reached by a report to the effect that N. F. A. will take unusual precautionary measures to guard against another foot-ball beating next fall. It is said that a fund is being raised in Norw ich for the purpose of sending Captain Dud Donnelly and Coach L. A. McCoy of our coming champs on an extensive European trip, to start in September and to last for five months. Late last night the special represen tative of the “Stews” could not verify this report. Stewpid! ’Tis great to get your girl a ticket for graduation day. In order she may see you when you look so nice and gay, And when the curtain rises find a post is in the way! Artist’s Corner. Beautiful pen drawing of the Senior Class giving an account of the track meet. (Passed by the Kationable Board of Penmanship). SENIOR BANQUET NOTES fp'HE feature of the evening was Rosenthal. He cleaned up everything at the plate, making nine I hits out of eight times at bat. (The extra hit is the home run in the last , inning). His fielding, too, w'as perfect, accepting fifteen chances without an error. He also made several assists. His neighbors at the table said he wore a Reach glove. Mulcahey [eatingradishes]— “Schwartz, these are the toughest strawberries I ever ate!” Schwartz [disgustedly —“Those are not strawberries, you simp; they are olives!” The green peas were taken out of the menu. The hotel management knew how useless it would be to keep peas (peace) at one of our meetings. Gtffney rendered a solo accompanied by the entire company. Apparently the waiters w'ere Democrats. At any rate they adhered to the watchful waiting policy. Kaplan said that those “Little Necks” were fairly good, but he didn’t think much of the ice nor the shells.” The only trouble with the straw'-berry short-cake was that it was too short. Someone, thinking Bronstein was too fresh, emptied a salt-celler in Jake’s ice-water. He drank enough of the water to fill an aquarium before somebody requested him to stop, for the love of Mike, or words to that effect. When the waiter served Foley w ith a leg of chicken, Beran rubbered so much; from force of habit, that he got a stiff neck. W’hen the celebrators reached Williams Street, they gave an illustration of how' Birnan Wood came to Dunsi-nane. Beran thought he was the man to ring the school-bell, basing his theory ■ on the long experience he nad had in } wringing belles. Poet’s Corner Two------ Canoe---- Mash: Splash! Avaunt! Many of the stew'dents attended the Shakespearian production “A Midsummer Night’s Dream” given by the Class of 1914 of the W. M. I. in Mitchell’s Grove on the evening of June 17. It was some dream, too— in fact, every one of them was a dream. ADVERTISEMENTS, CLOWN THEATRE Movies and Vaudies Mon. Tuks. Wed. By 11 Lieri, Songs: “I love Her Dough, Dough, Dough “That Pretty Little Crimson Spot on Dave Mulcahey’s Nose.” W’ells Hale, Illustrated Lecture on “How' to become a Septuagenarian. Fancy Pony riding by C. Kaufman. Selection by Bulkeley Glee Club DENTISTRY Bridgework a Specialty Horatious Co. Tiber Ave. Rome Beran West© Liquors Beran Weske (get it?) LOST—A dog; color black and blue answers to name of “Academy,”— last seen in vicinity of Bulkeley School. Finder return to N. F. A., Stews Office, and receive liberal reward. 34 bulkeley news First Psalm (Modern Version.) Wiseth is the Freshman that heedeth not the wild tales of the Sophomore, nor listens to the threats of the Junior, nor taketh notice of the actions of the Senior. But his delight is in the game of tag, and in this pastime doth he indulge day and night. For he is like the grass growing near a babbling brook and keepeth green for many months, and also keepeth fresh; his ambitions shall be like this grass’ fruit which does not exist. The Senior, the Junior, and the Sophomore are not so; but are like the stubs of grass which groweth in sandy soil ’steen miles from fresh water. Therefore this Freshman shall continue to be green and fresh until in a time of drought the springs shall dry up and he shall become liketh unto the Sophomore, Junior and Senior. But the Sophomore, Junior, and Senior shall have become inured to the style of living without water, but the tender Freshman shall suffer. Mary. Little Jack Horner. Mary had a slitted skirt— Little Jack Horner And oh! what it would show!— And everywhere that Mary went The men were sure to go. And so she told a willing cop, Sal in a corner, The final exams made him hurry. Who chased the men away; And just for little Mary’s sake, He watched her all that day. He winked at Mahoney, And pulled out a pony, And said, “Exams! I should worry! J. TANENBAUM ...DEALER IN... Fine Stationery and Imported Novelties. Whiting’s Stationery by Pound or Box Engraved Cards and Die Stamping All School Supplies at Moderate Prices. 156 STATE STREET The best blue serge Norfolk Suits at $15.00, ever shown in New London is at Steele’s. Other blue serge Suits from $10. to $20. - White Flannels and Serge Pants. Gray Flannel Pants For Tennis and Golt. Stylish Caps of Imported Fabrics. E. D. STEELE, INC. Man waring Building Op . Post Office NEW LONDON. IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PEEASE MENTION BUEKELEY NEWS THE S. A. GOLDSMITH CO. Calls attention to their MEN'S AND BOYS' FURNISHINGS State Street, New London, Conn. TROY LAUNDRY TELEPHONE 330 14- -151 BANK STREET A. T. 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[Do you know of any other opportunity, so fruitful and so certain, through which You can assure yourself a large and lasting increase to your income? Let us train you in the things the world wants done—Bookkeeping, Shorthand, Typewriting, Stenotypy Office-Methods, Banking, Labor-Saving Systems. [Such a Training is the passport to Success. It is the foundation of the country’s progress and Your steady climb to the highest pinnacle of your ambition. [Ask for Year Book, or call at the school. Open all summer. Students may enter at any time. THE NEW LONDON BUSINESS COLLEGE MAKWARING BUILDING, STATE ST. W. E. CANFIELD. PRESIDENT. IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PLEASE MENTION BULKELEY NEWS PUTNAM'S BIG BLUE STORE FURNITURE Rugs, Ranges, Globe-Wernicke Bookcases 292 - 304 Bank Street New London CLARK, Florist EDWARD N. BEEBE, FOOD PRODUCTS Everything Palatable for the Table 163 Huntington St. Phone Opp. Bulkeley School jV.Ji. SAM JEWELER Special Prices on Medals and Class Pins. State Street New London E. K. TAYLOR Panoramic and Commercial Photographer Panorams 8 x 48. Very suggestive and appropriate for Groups, Baseball Teams and Graduating Classes, Conventions, etc. Write for detailed information. Local address E. K. Taylor, 92 Golden St. New London IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PLEASE MENTION BULKELEY NEWS LYON EWALD ...DEALERS IN... Sporting Goods, Fishing Tackle, Base Ball Goods and EVERYTHING IN HARDWARE LYON EWALD, 88 STATE STREET FRANK HOWARD DENTIST 154 State Street New London Silk SliiHw $2.00 $2.50 $3.75 $5.00 All the new things in Furnishings for Young Men. Knit Sweater Goats Ladies’ Panama Straws Tate Neilan State and Green Sts. New London PEABODY BROTHERS Meat and Bank Street New London IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PI.EASE MENTION BULKELEY NEWS OF THE LATEST COLLEGE PENNANTS, same as described in the Boston American - - 10 for 75 cents. Also a full line of all latest Novels. S. HALPERN’S Opp. Empire Phone 188-4. B. KAUFMAN Custom Tailor Golden St. New London DENISON PRINT IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PI.EASE MENTION BUEKEEEY NEWS THE OLD CORNER HARDWARE STORE Mjst Anything You Want in our Stock, Quality and Prices Right The G. M. W Co. F. II. DAVIS CO. Wholesale and Retail Dealers in GROCERIES AND GROCERS' SPECIALTIES YACHT AND SHIP STORES Phone 120 103 BANK STREET. NEW LONDON. CONN. CMARLliS W. LINICUS ...TOBACCONIST... R. H. SIEBLER CIGARS AND TOBACCO Brunswicke-Balke Pool Tables 159 bank street THOMAS C. DILLON Real Estate and Insurance 154 STATE STREET IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PLEASE MENTION BULKELEY NEWS Koran Son Company And Successors to RALPH S. SMITH SON, Funeral Directors and Undertakers, Carpets, Linoleums, Stoves and Bedding Telephone 24-3. Night 24-2 224-236 BANK STREET YOUR SUIT WILL BE MADE RIGHT IF MADE BY PERKINS 84 State Street, Cronin Building, Up Stairs. CATERING FOR PARTIES, WEDDINGS, ETC. The Crocker House (.American and European Plan) CAFE OPEN UNTIL 12 O’CLOCK MIDNIGHT THE PARKER-DAVENPORT CO. The New England Broom Factory Brooms, Brushes, etc. GEORGE F. TINKER, Prop. NEW LONDON, CONN. Ask Your Grocer for Them. IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PLEASE MENTION BULKELEY NEWS F. C. CHIDSEY ©ptician Kodaks and Photo Supplies 115 State Street Unsurpassed Delicacy of Flavor Absolutely Pure Sanmtal Olljornlatps (Trade Mark Registered) 85c the Pound J. SOLOMON Stationery and Toys 44 Main Street HULL BUILDING BISHOP STUDIO j PHOTOGRAPHER j NEW LONDON Manwaring Building IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PLEASE MENTION BULKELEY NEWS