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

Text from Pages 1 - 34 of the 1915 volume:

BULKELEY NEWS VOL. XI. FEBRUARY, 1915 No. 2 A Parable A certain man made his way up a rugged mountain path. Below him lay a broad valley green with the bursting richness of returning summer. Glistening in the sunshine there wound through the plain a silver ribbon of water near whose quiet banks peaceful cattle grazed in calm content. Sequestered farm houses here and there rose through the leafy branches of oaks and elms. The man had left this quietude for the broader view the mountain top might give. He turned from the road and made his way through a sloping field of wide-open daisies. How bracing the air! How far away and small the valley ! How tiny the houses and the river ! How broad and magnificent the view ! The mountain was indeed repaying the climber for his upward toil and his renunciation of the charms of the lowly plain. There on the mountain, high above the sounds and scenes of earthly toil, the man felt an exhilaration that the valley had never given. Far away he saw- mountain range after mountain range—huge gray billows of e a r t h , seemingly rolling toward him. ‘ ‘What a wonderful earth this is !” he mused. Through the shade of a grove of trees he pressed on. The sunshine checquering his path made him look up through the towering branches. Glimpses of a blue, cloudless sky cheered him forward. He emerged from the shade, strode upward toward the summit of promise. There were fewer and fewer trees, less and less green herbage, more and more open spaces—a broader and broader view. At last the man reached the barren summit. Beneath him lay the world stretched out in indistinct greens and grays and browns. Over his head hung the endless blue of the sky. What a wonderful, inspiring view ! this view of the world, God’s world. But as he contemplated its grandeur the view seemed to change. The chill mountain breeze made the man shudder. Suddenly he became conscious of the barrenness of the mountain top. No grass, no flowers, no trees, no living creatures save himself were there. “Yet this is the broader, higher view,” he said with a tone of disappointment. “How lonely, how solitary.” He thought of the valley with its meandering stream, its b r o a d pastures, its cattle, its inhabited farm houses. 4 BULKELEY NEWS The mountain gave the broader said unto himself, “I will return to view, but it demanded solitariness the peaceful, friendly valley,” and the renunciation of the companionship with his fellows. And he Quatre-vingt-huit. A Little Information AN a bright spring morning of the year 195-, an old man stood on the walk of Bulkeley Place gazing intently at the old school. While carefully noting every change in the building and grounds, he called to a boy who was evidently taking an extra recess for himself. Very reluctantly the lad approached the man and in a sulky tone of voice asked what was wanted. “My boy,” said the old man, “years ago when I was about your age I attended this school but since I was here last many changes have taken place. Now, I wish you would listen to me and explain about these things.” “Oh, I’ll tell you all I can,” answered the boy, “but first let me get behind this tree so that old Adams won’t see me out here.” “Who is this Adams you speak of, one of the new teachers?” “Adams a teacher! No, he’s the “gink” that takes care of the grounds and squeals to the p r i n c i p al about anything we do around the building. ’ “Hump!” snorted the old man. “Say, that reminds me, what’s the idea of the flowers and shrubs out there in the football field?” The football field! Why that is the school flower garden. Was it a football field once?” “That’s what it was and on these same grounds the great football team of 1914 practised. Reckon you’ve heard tell of Moran, Satti and the rest of the boys who played on that team. And-er-that is, of course you’ve heard of their manager ?” ‘No,” replied the boy, “can’t say that I have.” ‘Well, you have surely heard of Donnelly; the star half-back and captain of that team, the crack first-base-man of the Senior baseball team of 1915 and the man who ran away with the laurels at every track-meet ?” “Why yes,” said the boy, “I believe I have heard the name before, but wasn’t he a valedictorian, poet or something?’ ’ “Valedictorian, poet or something’ echoed the aged man, “have mercy, boy. Aren’t there records and cups and things in this school won by those old athletes ?” Ah, I don’t know, you see we don’t play football or baseball here and as for track meets, I’ve never heard of one.” What?” asked the dazed old grad, “No football, no baseball, no track meets. Why, what do they do BULKELEY NEWS 5 here now ?’ ’ “We play tennis and croquet .... See!” cried the lad opening his coat, “I got my B S playing croquet and I won my numerals at a game of tether ball.” “Yes, to be sure,’’ faltered the old man, “but times have changed,— times have changed and I suppose Sarah---- “Who, Sarah! You don’t mean Sarah Jones our sewing teacher, do you ?” “Sewing teacher ?” “Yes, the one who teaches us embroidering and all that stuff. ’ ’ “No, no!” shrieked the bewildered one, grasping the fence for support. The New IpWO boys were seated cornfor. tably in the express that was tearing its way over the rails from Boston to Fitchville. One was Ralph Gardner, a dark-haired youth with black laughing eyes. He was rather heavy set and looked the part he really was—full-back and captain of the famous Cushing Academy foot-ball team. The other, Jack Lewis, was on his way to join the student body at the Academy. He was a well knit together lad, with long, supple limbs, which told of endurance and strength. Just now, his blue eyes looked dreamily at the fleeing landscape. A wide creek flowed quietly through a “Well, so long old timer,” said the boy, seeing that the stranger was not inclined to talk further on the subject, “I must be going now so as to get back before the next period.” When the boy departed, the old man stood as in a trance thinking of what he had heard but a sudden thought brought him back to life. Then hurriedly consulting his watch that unlucky person gave a cry of terror and with a scared look on his face he hurried down the street muttering half aloud, “If I am late today for dinner Mrs. S-l-v-n will crown me for fair.” — Corcoran ’15 Student green marsh. Now and then a bird would rise hastily from the rushes as if frightened by the roar of the train. Back of the marsh ran a line of dark trees which shut out the world behind it, and wrapped it in mystery. Ralph looked smilingly at his cousin, and asked: “Dreaming, Jack?” “No, just thinking. I was wondering if I would make the foot-ball team. And what pretty scenery there is in New England. It’s so different from North Dakota. Out there you see nothing but level land. But in the fall its great! For miles and miles you can see the wheat nodding on slender stems. And when a wind stirs it the field looks like an ocean 6 BULKELEY NEWS of gold.” A solemn twilight was closing the day as the train stopped at the Fitch-ville station. The two hoys got out and looked searchingly around. ‘‘I wonder where Fred is,” said Ralph. ‘‘He said he’d meet us here with his car. As he isn’t here we’ll have to wait until he comes because it’s ten ten miles to the school. The twilight grew deeper. The horizon narrowed quickly with the coming of night. Suddenly the low hum of a motor came through the quiet air. Nearer aud nearer it came until an automobile could be seen coming out from behind a clump of trees on the curve of the road. ‘‘It’s Fred,” cried Ralph eagerly. The car soon came to a stop before the two boys aud the lad behind the wheel greeted them joyously. ‘‘How are you, old cowboy. So you’ve come east to get civilized. Well, you’ve come to a good place when you come to our school. There’s no other place on earth like it. How about it, Ralph.” “You’re right, Fred. He’ll like it, especially when he gets to know some of those nice girls that go to the Fitchville High School.” Jack laughed and said “I think I’ll be satisfied if I can make the team.” The two boys got in and the auto leaped ahead as if anxious to get back. As Jack was rather quiet by nature he did not take much part in the conversation. Instead he stretched out his legs comfortably and turned his face toward the sky. It was a deep, dark blue bowl, closely set with brilliant stars. And the moon rising over the eastern hills shed a soft radiance over the quiet earth. As they rounded a curve in the road, the school buildings appeared a little ways ahead. The many lights from the windows shone cozily through the trees. The gray granite buildings, covered in places with ivy, nestled snugly among the trees. Ralph and Fred looked inquiringly at Jack as if expecting some kind of a remark. “Well, what do you think of it, Jack?” “It certainly does look good. I can tell you better later how I’ll like it.” They left the car in the garage and then went to Ralph’s room. When they got there, about a dozen happy boys were in possession of it. “Why, hello fellows,” cried Ralph “Gee! but it seems great to be back again and see you all. This is my cousin, Jack Lewis. He will enter the Junior class. They all sat down again and talked over the great times they had had during the summer. As it grew late, the boys started to leave. Soon only Fred was left. “Ralph,” he said, “iole and Ellen asked us to come out tomorrow afternoon. They said to be sure and bring Jack along.” “Of course we will go. You may be sure that Jack will be tickled to death to go.” It did not take them long to get into bed after Fred had left. It took them less time to drop into dreamland, because they were tired after their long trip. The following morning when Lewis awoke, the sun was high in the heavens. Ralph was still wrapped BULKELEY NEWS 7 in slumber. So he got up and prepared for a walk around the grounds. Not many boys could be seen walking around because the school didn’t open until the next day. As he walked around looking at the various buildings which would be his home for a time at least, he heard the pleading voice of a young boy. Partially screened from view he could see a large boy with a bullying express ion on his face, threatening a smaller lad. The blood in the westerner became hot with anger. Yet he refrained from interfering. He kept on watching until the bully threatened to strike the young chap. Jack rushed from behind the bushes, his face ablaze with indignation. The bully looked up with an ugly expression on his face and shouted “What are you butting in here for?” “I think you’ve done about enough with that young fellow. Let him go.” The voice was calm and commanding. The rage of the other seemed to rise. “Who are you? What are you going to do about it? The kid is a freshman and if I tell him to do a thing he’s got to do it.” Lewis walked up to the freshman and said, “Goon. The fellow won’t bother you.” Hardly were the words out of his mouth before the bully struck. The blow caught the interferer on the shoulder and spun him half way around. I didn’t come here looking for a fight, but seeing that that’s what you want, I’ll try to satisfy you,” Jack said calmly: “I’ll drop you if it’s the last thing I do,” roared the other. And then he rushed. Jack sidestepped and sent a smashing blow to his opponent’s ribs. The bully’s face was distorted with rage. He threw all science to the winds and rushed with his arms swinging like a windmill. Lewis was alertly on guard and pushed one of the swinging arms aside and swung a heavy blow to the jaw. The aggressor dropped to the ground and looked dazedly about him. When Jack saw that he wasn’t badly hurt, he walked off. As it was nearly twelve, he went to his room to prepare for the visit of which Fred had spoken. When he reached his room, he found Ralph ready and waiting. “Where have you been? I was just thinking of going out and looking for you. You know we’ve got to go out to the Addison place this afternoon. You’ll have to hustle.” ‘‘Oh, I’ve just been looking over the place. I think I’ll like it here. But Ralph, I hope I can make the team. ’ ’ “Get that off your mind. That’s all I’ve heard from you since yesterday. You’ll make it. Get ready for Fred will be here soon.” Just as he was ready, the car could be seen coming up the drive. The two boys rushed out and soon they were spinning over the country road to the Addison home. When they reached the house a party of young people were seen making merry on the broad vine-enclosed veranda. In one corner, a pleasant faced, fat young fellew picked clumsily on a banjo. From his mouth issued sounds which were to represent 8 BULKELEY NEWS a love ballad. He gazed dreamily at the dainty white-clothed girl at his side. As she spied the car, she sprang from the hammock and cried, “There are the boys.’’ The deserted one gazed unhappily after her and wearily put down the instrument. She soon came back to the veranda and introduced the new-comers to the others. It did not take Jack long to feel at ease among that happy crowd even though he was a complete stranger. Iole Addison led the way to the big hammock in the corner which she had just left. She jumped into it and said laughingly, “Jump in. It will hold two.” Jack took her advice and soon they were chatting away as fast as the others. There was something about her which seemed to attract him more than any girl he had met before. She was rather small and dainty. Her pretty laughing eyes attracted him. A stray curl of light hair dangled prettily near her ear. The afternoon passed quickly. The evening shadows fell softly. One by one the bright stars appeared in the sky up above. The mysterious sounds of night stole through the air. The party now s p o k e in hushed voices, as if compelled to do so by by the fairies of the night. “Let’s all go down to the bungalow,” said Iole. “We’ll build a fire in the fire-place and toast inarshmel-lows.” The suggestion was greeted with joy. Soon they were walking in couples toward Whalom Lake near whose shore the bungalow rested. Iole and Jack walked slowly behind. Soon the others were lost to view. A glorious moon was rising over the eastern woods which surrounded the lake. It’s mellow radiance spanned the water with a bridge of gold. The leaves of the trees seemed to whisper at its beauty. As they walked on through the night, Jack discovered a seat underneath a spreading oak. “Iole,” he said. “This sight is too good to miss. Let us sit here for a while and then we’ll join the others. They took their seats and sat in silence. The gentle breeze had died down and the whispering leaves were hushed as if fearing to disturb the sleeping spirit of night. Suddenly through the silence came the ghostly hoot of a lonely owl. The girl drew closer and a shiver passed through her. What caused him to do it he did not know, but he put his arm gently around her. He gazed at her calm face, bathed in the moonlight. The passions surged within him. He was tempted to steal a kiss from those sweet lips. But instead he rose and said: “Let’s join the others.” That night as he lay in bed thinking over the events of the day, he gritted his teeth and muttered: “I’ll make the team or die trying, because She’ll be there to watch us play.” —Liljenstein, P. 0. BULKELEY NEWS 9 A Local Color Story 'T'HE Athletic tax is ten cents a ■A- week, a sum every one of you can afford to pay when it comes due. The football season is coming on and the finances are low.” Thus spoke Buck Wheaton, president of the Sophomore Class. He was addressing the Freshmen. ‘‘Mr. Wheaton,” piped a small yet steady voice. The owner, a small red-headed fellow rose in his seat: ‘‘Do we have a vote in the sc h ool meetings?” “Do you what?” almost shouted Buck, “you, Freshmen, vote in the school meetings?” He disdained even to answer the question. Hamilton Wells, the snub-nosed Freshman who had spoken to Wheaton immediately started a campaign. The result of that campaign was that he was elected class president. Then for some reason or another a tax collector was not appointed; dues were not collected. It was customary in that school for the president of the Sophomore Class to look after the Freshman athletic money. Wheaton, therefore attended a Freshman Class meeting to determine why no first year money was forthcoming. “The Freshman Class has unanimously voted to support the school in no way whatsoever, until the members of said class have the right of voting in the school meetings.” This was President Well’s official answer to Wheaton’s queries. Almost choking with anger Wheaton left the meeting. He said not a word. “Oh! Well! What’s the difference? Let’s give them the vote,” said the Senior President, “they are not strong enough to run things.” “Never!” returned Wheaton,“they must do as other Freshman classes have done. Force must be used a-gainst them.” Thus the battle dwindled down to two factions; one headed hy Wheaton ; the other by Wells. The day of the first football game dawned clear and cold. A mighty cheer rose from the west stands as the team made its appearance. An answering cry came from the east stands. The crowd looked, rubbed their eyes, and then gasped, for there stood the Freshmen, fifty strong, cheering for the visitors. The Sophomores literally tore across that field but suddenly they stopped . The Freshmen did not scatter but reaching under the stands pulled forth fifty serviceable clubs. They had a far sighted leader who left nothing to chance. Buck Wheaton was blamed by the upper classmen for the revolt of the Freshmen. “This is awful,” muttered Buck to his roommate as after the game they were back in their room, “it’s bad enough to have the Freshmen up in arms but the fact that I am blamed for it makes it doubly hard.” He strolled to the window and threw it open. A pebble was immediately thrown in from the darkness 10 BULKELEY NEWS without. A note was tied to the piece of Irish confetti. This read: “Votes for Freshmen.” With a smothered curse Wheaton threw the paper into the fire. Grabbing a book he prepared to study but on the title page of the book was seen “Votes for Freshmen.” Throughout the following day epistles like these were thrust upon him everywhere. His paper in his desk, notes stuck wherever he turned all bore the sign, “Votes for Freshmen . ’ Needless to say this got Wheaton’s goat. He began to fret and then decided to tame that cub Wells once and for all. “I’ll fix him so that he’ll see it isn’t safe to fool around me.” Wells roomed on the top floor of Flemingway Hall. Directly above his room was a small attic reachable only by a scuttle. Ham took in these features of his room as soon as he entered it for the first time and accordingly laid his plans. Five youths cautiously approached Flemingway Hall about 12.05 A. M. They were headed by the wrathful Buck Wheaton. Entering by a rear window they quickly found their way to Well’s room. Softly entering they gathered around the bed in which they knew the red-headed one ought to be asleep. ‘ ‘On with the glim ! ’ ’ “It won’t light.” Bang! Hey! Open the door! ’ ’ “It’s locked! Get off my foot !” These muttered exclamations might be heard as the five groped their way around the dark room, stumbling over each other, stepping on their own toes. ‘ ‘Cachoo!” “Kerchaw!” Then the real fun commenced. The door was locked, the windows nailed up tight, the room in darkness, and Hamilton Wells stretched out on the attic floor above was calmly and deliberately sprinkling red pepper down through the scuttle. The five boys below were sneezing as if their lives depended on it, fighting and clawing each other. Suddenly a voice was heard from above: ‘ ‘Votes for Freshmen! G i v e us the vote or you remain where you are until you are discovered by the watchman. You know the penalty. “Never!” returned Wheaton. There followed another ten minutes of sneezing and coughing. Then human nature could stand it no longer. “Open up, the vote is yours.” A shrill whistle sounded and the door was opened as mysteriously as it had been locked. The five piled through the door. The Freshmen received the privilege of voting and showing the same spirit they had displayed in downing the Sophs, they made things hum. 1915. If you can’t see the local coloring to this story read the editorial once more. BULKELEY NEWS 11 iulkpkg Nnus BULKELEY SCHOOL. NEW LONDON. CT. John Stewart, Jr. ’15 Editor-in-Chief Sidney B. Miner, ’15 Business Manager Charles Satti, ’15 Ass't Business Mgr. Anybody in the School, Contributor. THE BULKELEY NEWS. Published quarterly, 40 cents per year, 10 cents per copy. Entered as Second Class Matter at the New London Post Office. Address all business manuscript to Business Manager; all other communications to the Editor-in-Chief of Bulkeley News, Bulkeley School, New London, Conn. rT''HIS issue is dedicated to the Freshman Class which is composed of some forty odd, backward, bashful, half-scared-to-death Freshmen. There will probably be many things in this issue which you Freshmen will find fault with but just say to yourselves: “Well, at least, we are important enough to make them take some notice of us.” But to come right down to plain, cold facts. You Freshmen are just about as dead as old Marley’s ghost. You shew absolutely no interest in the affairs of the school. In a small school like Bulkeley the cooperation of every student is needed if things are to hum as they should. In the first place, Freshmen, why under the sun don’t you organize? Elect a president that will start the ball of interest rolling and then every one of you put your shoulder to the work and keep it rolling. Show a little life. The annual track meet is coming off soon and the Freshman Class will have to be represented by a relay team. It is always the custom for the Freshmen to come tagging along about 40 yards behind the winners. If you Freshmen would wake up, get your four best runners at work training and succeed in coming in second or even third the name of the class of 1918 would go down to posterity as some Freshman class. Again, have your say in the school meetings. Get on your feet and express your sentiments on the subject under debate. Some of the upper classmen may yell: “Put him out”— but what of that. They won’t do it. Last but not least always have the best interest of the school at heart. Sometime ago a “News” editorial brought into comparison the two pillars in Room 1, one which stands where the Freshmen sit and the other where Juniors sit. Take a look at these pillars. The Freshmen have theirs all spattered and smeared with ink while the Juniors’ post is practically as clean as it was the day it was painted. It is just such little things as these that give a school a bad name. In school and out remember it is your conduct which gives the school its reputation, good or otherwise. We don’t mean to say that you should go around with your hands folded, your eyes rolled Heavemvard, looking like some retired parson. Have a good time, but have it in a way that will make people say: “There is a boy any school might wrell be proud of.” The story entitled “The Study 12 BULKELEY NEWS Period” in the last issue of the News was written by Cogan of the Senior Class, but owing to some misunderstanding his name was not connected with the article. About Choate School. TN the last issue of the “News” an article appeared in which it was stated that Choate School was composed of high school graduates or students not able to hold a creditable standing in college. The head master of Choate corrects this statement saving there are no high school graduates in Choate and no students who could not hold a creditable standing in college. We desire to statf that it was understood that Choate was a college preparatory school composed of high school graduates. By the statement ‘ and students not able to hold a creditable standing in college” we meant no disrespect to the students of Choate but simply that they took a course at Choate before attempting to pass college examinations. We are very sorry that there should be any offense taken where none was intended. School News A T a recent school meeting Mr. Louis A. McCoy was given a check for $25.00 by the Athletic Association as a remembrance of his work in turning out a team that defeated Norwich in two shut-out games Mr. McCoy spent his Christmas vacation in a Providence hospital where he underwent a surgical operation. He fully recovered from the operation and returned to school one week after the end of the vacation. On Thursday evening, December 17, the Phi Alpha Mu Sigma Fraternity gave an informal social and dance at Lyric Hall. This was the first school dance of the season. The annual Christmas entertainment was held at the school on Friday, December 18. The program was one of the most delightful the school has ever listened to. The feature of the entertainment was the admirable work of the school orchestra which had only had a few rehearsals. The program follows: Selection..........School Orchestra Reading—‘ ‘Christmas Customs and Beliefs”.........Sidney Miner Reading—‘‘The Christ Child”....... William B. Murray Song.......;..........William Leary Reading—‘ ‘Good King Wenceslas” .. James Cogan Continued on page 17. BULKELEY NEWS 14 BULKELEY NEWS Kidnappers. Within my heart and in my soul. My conscience gnaws at me, And bids me tell the things I know And let my thoughts go free. So now “I take my pen in hand,” To name our greatest fault, And ’till a clean tale I have made I shall not call a halt. Our school that looks so good without Is filled with crime inside; The fruit of many a yearly raid Has passed her portals wide. We steal the children ’way from home And keep them here for years; And pay no heed unto their cries Or to their childish tears. But still perhaps we’re not so bad, We try to make amends; We try to teach them useful things And try to be their friends. We try to show them nobler paths, Day after day, and then, As they from childhood upward grow, We try to make them men. Cogan T5 BULKELEY NEWS 15 Satti—“What’s that I smell burning ?” Murray—“Harshowitz has a nickel in his pocket.” Jordan (in German)—“How do you say ‘doctor’ in German?” Frau Moll—“Herr Tockter.” Jordan—“I meant an M. D.; not a barber.” You can drive a mule to water, But you cannot make him drink. You can drive a fool to college, But you cannot make him think. Mr. Lawrence— “Take a dime, Moran, and make silver nitrate.” Moran—“I haven’t a dime. Will two nickels do?” Mr. Bigelow—“What one department is there that every city has that is absolutely free from graft?” McGarry—‘ ‘Police Department.’ ’ What we need this year is cheap ice,—we have plenty of cheap skates. (Ask the sales manager). Why did Feeley get up and leave McGarry after they had entered the Lyceum Theatre together? (Grape Nuts). An optimist is one who when swallowing a fish bone thanks his lucky stars that he is not an ostrich. Littlefield has entered the Y. M. C. A. pageant. Very happily he was assigned the part of a Mexican which gives him an excuse for his bullthrowing. My father sent this note one day, To my German teacher—it read this 16 BULKELEY NEWS way: “Please do not let my son the German speak, For in English he can hardly squeak, His throat is very, very sore Which cannot be improved by German Lore.” Satan (receiving Xmas presents)— “Humph! Skates! Well, I suppose they’re quite as useful as the average Christmas present.” She—“The idea of that impudent Lewis! He said I was no chicken.” Donnelly—“Well—are you one?” ‘ ‘Ball gowns require a lot of arithmetic.” “How so?” “Well, you add to the trains, subtract from the neck, multiply the frills, divide the skirts, and it is all a matter of figures.” There was a man in our town, And he was wondrous wise; He swore (it was his policy) He would not advertise. But one day he did advertise, And thereby hangs a tale— The ad was set in quite small type, And headed “Sheriff’s Sale.” —New London Day. Rollo “I’d be willing to bet that you don’t take a girl to the show more than twice a year.” Meagher—1 ‘That’s a 1 r i g h t , but when I do I take her to the Lyceum, not up to the Public Librao'.” Donnelly had just been elected justice of the peace. “What are your duties?” someone asked the light-haired one. “Oh, I marry a widow with six children (under his breath)—to some other (?) man.” Heard in Chemistry. ‘ ‘What is the result of mixing H20 with 2 HO and boiling it?” “Oat-meal.” Mr. Bigelow—“Donnelly, have you a pencil to loan Meagher?” Donnelly—“Not him. He’s a crook. He swiped my girl.” At least, Dud, Meagher pays for his “News.” In the Chemistry Class. Gates—“An alkali is very salutable in water.” (It is such reasoning as this that made Gates’ scenic railway on Coney Island the second, such a profound success that it even attracted the hounds of news). Freshman Examination Answers. What was the chief event of Solomon’s reign? He died. What religion had the Britons ? A strange and terrible one called the religion of the Dudes. BULKELEY NEWS •17 What caused the death of Cleopatra? She bit a wasp. What do you call the last teeth that come to man? False teeth. Of what is the surface of the earth composed ? Of dirt and people. Define flinch and use it in a sentence. Flinch, to shrink. Flannel flinches when it is washed. Name six animals of the Arctic Zone. Three polar bears and three seals. Define idolater. A very .idle person. Define interloper. One who runs away to get married. God made man, weak as a bubble, God made love and started trouble, God made woman, gentle and sweet, And God made Littlefield's-------big feet. —T. '17 School News Concluded, from Page 12. Reading—“What Have You Done Today”..................Raymond Sullivan Cornet Solo..........Spencer Moon Reading—“Old Christmastide”...... Louis Harshowitz Reading—“Something Wrong”........ Dwight Rose Selection..................School Orchestra The Footpath of Learning. (with apologies to Henry Van Dyke) 11 A0 climb, Indian file, the broad stairs and hasten (oh yes) to room —, to quietly stand up until we get ready to noisily sit down, to immediately get up and search for a book which has mysteriously disappeared (appropriated by a kind neighbor), to listen so carefully to the liquid words which fall from the lips of the instructor that not a word escapes your dis-memory, to produce your paper when the rest of the class gets through with it, to scribble a few most comprehensible sentences on the board, to duly correct the same with the aid of the entire class, to listen to the lesson for the next time with one ear and promptly let it march out of the other, to gleefully call “es klingelt” the instant the period is over; these make up functions of the intricate studies (some) of our high school life. 18 BUEKELEY NEWS 'VT'OT having sufficient space in our last number we were unable to mention the excellent work of Bul-keley’s fast playing second team. It is needless to rewrite the Football many ways in which they were of assistance to the first squad, as well as it is needless to rewrite the victories they won. The mainstay of the Second team was Daly. He earnestly brought that gathering of young school boys together and made a second squad of which any high school might be proud. Together with coach Daly’s work comes the work of coach Prince coach McCoy’s first assistant. Prince spent many afternoons in helping develop our varsity squad. The coming football season, the season of 1915 will undoubtedly be a successful one with Feeley captain and Fitchthorn manager. Fitchthorn was chosen manager by an almost unanimous vote. After the election of Miner as track manager no one need worry about our making asuccess of the track meet. Miner has the Track Meet inclination as well as the ability. This year’s track meet will be held at the State Armory on Washington Street. As it is necessery to hold the track meet under the auspices of one of the Militia companies, this year it will be held under the auspices of the 10th Co. Coast Artillery. It has been held under that company for the past few years. There will be many events to give the members of the different classes a chance to compete. Many students are wishing that an aggregation will be present from N. F. A. The prizes will be the same as in past years, that is: first prize—bronze medal; second and third prizes—ribbon badges. The class receiving the most points at the track meet will have the privilege of having their numerals engraved on the silver cup in room 1. There will be no school baseball team this year, owing to the fact that we are unable to secure a field on which to play. For past seasons this has been the favorite Baseball sport of all the students. Every scholar in Bulkeley School wishes to indulge in some kind of sport as it is practically necessary to keep the boy in perfect health. Many boys, no doubt, enter BULKELEY NEWS 19 the football squad, but all are not strong enough to endure this sport. Furthermore many enter the track meet, but there are at least fifty per cent, of the student body who will indulge in no athletics at all since we have no baseball. Why? It is not in spite, because they would only spite themselves. It is because they are physically unable to enter any sport except baseball. Baseball is the mildest sort of sport, yet it is the national game. Perhaps within the next year the trouble will come to an end by someone offering the school the use of a field. May and Mulcahey, former Bul-keley stars are now at Fordham. May has lined up with the varsity team in Football and Basket Ball. Mulcahey was one of the mainstays on Fordham’s varsity football team and if rowing is introduced he will probably be found in the crew. Samuel Lawrence, a former Bul-keley star of the class of 1912 is now at Kingston College. Lawrence played halfback on the varsity squad for the season of 1914. He also played on the baseball team of Kingston. Thomas Noonan, a former football star on Bulkeley’s varsity team is now a member of N. F. A. No doubt the football squad of 1915 will feel the loss of Noonan. —Sheedy '15. Michael F. Shea, of the class of 1909, was recently commissioned by the Associated Press to cover the trial of Dr. Don O. Bisbee in the Supreme Court for Addison County, Vermont. Mr. Shea is manager of his college track team and chairman of the press club. J. Janies Floyd, of the class of ’07, is editor of the “Annual,” the college paper at Middlebury, Vermont. Mr. Floyd is also associate editor of the college newspaper, and secretary of the Vermont Intercollegiate Debating Association. William M. Si stare, Jr., ’08 has been elected president of the Senior Class at Middlebury, Vt. 20 BULKKLEY NEWS David Mulcahey, of the class of ’14, played tackle on the Fordham eleven during the past season. Dack May, ’12 played the other tackle. Girard B. Troland, of the class of 1913, is making a splendid record at the United States Military Academy at West Point. At a recent examination Mr. Troland was eleventh out of a class of 280. J. Seeley Bixler, ’12 has been elected to membership in the Amherst College Chapter of Delta Sigma Ro, the honorary debating society. Mr. Bixler was a member of the team which recently defeated Williams and Wesleyan in a triangular debating contest. William Dunham, of the class of 1913 was recently appointed second alternate to West Point by Senator McLean. Twenty-two students from all over the state took the examinations and Mr. Dunham ranked third. Misery 'HpO be tired of life because every--T thing on earth tends to be in dire opposition to you, not allowing you to prosper, to dream that you might have been a man in good circumstances with n o t h i n g to check your happiness, character, or ambition ; to be grieved because you receive neither help nor sympathy from friends you aided more than once, little thinking they would be false, to be disheartened because you are a-fraid to look a man straight in the face, thinking yourself a backslider, to know that your enemies are continually slandering your reputation and praying that you will have the worst luck possible, making you think you are doomed to disaster; to realize that most of your fond hopes have failed, each one being shattered at the moment when you thought all was well, causing you to think death preferable; these are the conditions of a man in misery. —Demosh '15. BULKELEY NEWS 21 The “News” thankfully acknowledges the following exchanges and hopes to hear from them again. The High School Times—Fort Madison H. S., Fort Madison, Iowa. The Clarion—East H. School, Rochester, N. Y. The Pennant—Meriden High School, Meriden, Conn. The Lookout—Derby H. S., Derby, Conn. The Academy Journal—Norwich Free Academy, Norwich, Conn. The A-cropolis—Barringer H. S., Newark, N. J. The Legenda—W. M. I., New London, Conn. The Optimist—South Side H. S., Newark, N. J. The High School Times.” By far the best of our exchanges. Your cuts were unusually good. “The Acropolis.” You should be complimented on the support of your school. Don’t see how you can run so many stories in a monthly. “The Academy Journal.” Do you not think that good, breezy, jokes add to the interest of a school paper? “The Legenda.” Your various departments need working up. Your stories were fine. “The Pennant.” Your prize contest added to the quality of your stories. 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