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

Text from Pages 1 - 40 of the 1916 volume:

BULKELEY NEWS VOL. XII. No. 2 A Summer Romance. AI HE eastern horizon was begin-ning to pale; the stars overhead were fading from sight, while all around the birds filled the air with incessant chirping and twittering. As the sun at last emerged above the horizon, flooding all the surrounding country with golden light, a boy, sleeping under a gigantic oak, stirred uneasily, as the sun peered into his handsome face. Suddenly he opened his eyes and blinked in bewilderment till he recovered his senses and remembered where he was. A mischievous smile spread over his face as he looked over to the other side of him where lay his cousin, Jack McLaughlin. Throwing aside a sweater which served as a blanket, he sprang to his feet and proceeded to a brook that was rippling near by. Preparing himself first, he then plunged into the cooling water where he remained a few seconds and then hurriedly dressed again. Spying an old tin can lying near by, he picked it up and filled it with water. He brought it back to his sleeping place. His friend slept on. Slowly drop by drop, he% let the water fall on the sleeper’s forehead, but this not seeming to have any effect, he let it all go at once. The effect was instantaneous. Jack jumped to his feet, looked around dazed, and then let drive a stone which had lain near at hand. “I’ll get back at you yet for that,” said Jack, seeing his stone had missed its mark. Tom stood laughing a minute, then sobering up replied, “If I hadn’t done it you would have slept all day. You had better take a duck while I start a fire so we can prepare breakfast.” Saying this he went to look for suitable firewood, while Jack hastened off for his morning dip. Before going on further with the story, I would like to introduce our friends to the reader. Tom Vaugh, a happy-go-lucky fellow, and his cousin, Jack McLaughlin were both from the big city, namely, New York. It was during summer vacation that, finding the city too hot and disagreeable, they decided to break the monotony by taking a long hike. They had set out from the city and were planning to walk up the Hudson into New York State as far as Lake Champlain, and from there to go into Vermont. From here they expected to take a train back home. They had both fitted themselves out in white trousers, sporting shirt, white duck shoes and a sweater. For extra clothing they had brought along in a hand-bag, a suit of clothes, some 2 BULKELEY NEWS socks, neckties, shirts and a pair of shoes, in case they should have occasion for their use. They were now on the third day of their journey in a little place in the upper part of New York State, with no town or railroad within a radius of several miles. The fire was now started and Jack had returned from his dip. He glanced over at Tom who stood scratching his head in a perplexed manner. “Say! where did we put our eats,” he finally asked. “I believe we put them in the hollow of the tree,” answered Jack. “That’s what I thought, but I can not find them now. Both made a thorough search but the missing rations were not revealed. “Some hoboe’s work, I guess. Lucky we used our bags as pillows, or they would be gone too.” “Yes, but standing here won’t get us any breakfast. We had better start along to find a place where we can buy something. Picking up their bundles they halfheartedly set out across the fields to join the highway. They had not traveled far before they noticed in the road ahead of them, a stalled automobile, its sole occupant a young girl of about nineteen, trying vainly to crank it. Looking up and spying them coming she sat down on the running board awaiting their approach. Nearing the scene, Tom lifted his hat and said cheerfully, “Good morning, roadmate.” A smile flickered across her face as she answered, “It might be for you, but to me at present it is quite the opposite. If you can fix this old horrid thing, I would be very thankful.” Tom, infatuated, stared rather rudely at her. He could not help it, —her beauty held him spell-bound. Their eyes met and held each other for a moment. Her face flushed and then she lowered her eyes. Tom, confused, and enchanted by her singular beauty, just coughed as a reply, but Jack, the machinist of the duo, came to the rescue with the reply: “I will fix it for you if you promise to give us some breakfast.” Helen turned to the speaker and replied, “I will give you anything you wish, if you will only fix it.” Jack proceeded to investigate the engine, while Tom, who had no knowledge in that line, sat down beside his new acquaintance. She gave him a quick look, then turned her eyes away, asking, “Do you really want some breakfast?” “Do we? Oh no! We don’t eat.” But then getting embarassed as she looked at him, he said, “Excuse me, but you see we are taking a long hike and were expecting to cook our own meals, but somehow our food supply disappeared last night. We haven’t had anything to eat yet, so we are looking for a place where we can buy something. Do you know of any place near here?” She thought awhile before answer- ing and then replied, “I would be very glad to have you come and have breakfast with me if you don’t mind eating with a girl.” Refuse? Oh no, not Tom. Here was a chance not only to satisfy his appetite but to make a better acquaintance with the girl that had struck his fancy. He pretended at first to BULKELEY NEWS 3 hesitate, but finally consented. They sat talking away on trivial matters she telling him that she had set out for the railroad station to meet a girl friend from Chicago, but the machine stalled on the way and was wondering what to do, when she spied them coming up the road. “It was lucky I saw you,” said Helen, “And I am glad that I ran into you,” was the reply, Tom thinking of both his appetite and of further intimacy with this girl. They were growing quite intimate when all at once they were interrupted by the sudden purring of the motor. “All ready,” yelled Jack. Tom whispered something into her ear. She smilingly turned to Jack saying, “Won’t you please drive it to the station for me? Just follow the road.” Jack understood, but said nothing as he took the driver’s seat, while Tom and Helen took possession of the rear one. Arriving at the depot, they saw that the train was in. A girl, standing on the platform watching the auto approach, began to wave her hand, which signal was answered by Helen. Jack increased the car’s speed and soon drew up alongside the platform where the three occupants jumped out. An affectionate greeting took place between the girls, making Tom envious of the new arrival. Smilingly she turned to the boys and proceeded to introduce them to the newcomer. “Allow me to introduce Mr. McLaughlin, Miss Anderson ” and turning toward Tom, said, “and Mr.—” stopped, remembering she didn’t know his name. He had only given her Jack’s name but had forgotten to introduce himself. Her face flushed and she began to look confused, but Jack came to the rescue with his ready wit, saying, “Tom Vaugh doesn’t need an introduction. He generally makes himself known anywhere.” A laugh followed this assertion, but by the grateful smile Jack received from Helen Huntley, he knew it meant more than a laugh to her. They did not waste any more time but piled into the auto and started for home. If Tom and Helen seemed to take to each other, there was no reverse in the case of Jack and Esther, for at times the party was in danger of running into a telephone pole or a stone wall. Breakfast was over. The boys had had their trousers and shoes cleaned by the valet. Tom and Jack were chuckling in glee for they had not anticipated that this was to be part of their adventure when setting out. The Huntleys lived in a large mansion with surrounding grounds of many acres. It was one of the most beautiful places in the Catskill mountains. Their excuse of not being well supplied with clothes had been la ighed away and they were invited to stay for the day and resume their journey in the morning. Therefore, they had changed clothes for breakfast while the valet was busy cleaning their flannels and white shoes. They had been washed in gasoline as the faint odor which still remained testified, but that did no harm. Just at present they were waiting for the reappearance of the girls who had gone in to change their dresses for tennis 4 BULKELEY NEWS togs. The remainder of the morning was spent at tennis. Both boys had had a little practice at this, but were no match for the girls who easily outplayed them. Getting tired, they sat down on a bench, well hid in the shade of the trees. They sat here idly for a spell. Finally Helena asked Tom if he would like to go canoeing in the afternoon. Now this was one of Tom’s chief sports, taking up a considerable portion of his time when near the seashore, so he readily consented. The question was then put to Esther who was also eager to go, while poor Jack’s heart sank within, but he could not refuse. His mind went back to the time when he was nearly drowned as the result of a capsized canoe. He had never been in one since. They were on the river. It was a beautiful sight; the rippling waters lapped on the beach; the green swaying trees reflected in the waters below. To the south a quarter of a mile was a sudden drop, which, with jagged rocks jutting from out of the water, formed a treacherous rapid. To the north all was smooth and level. Tom struck out toward the middle of the stream, then cropped his paddle to watch his cousin who was awkwardly striking out, making sure at the same time that he remained near shore. For him it was no pleasure, for at each movement of the craft his heart gave a sudden thump. Tom glanced over at Helen who was interestingly watching the other couple, but his eyes drew her around. This time as their eyes met and re- mained so fixed, she did not become confused, but quite to the contrary as they soon forgot where they were. All the time they kept on drifting. Tom’s back was towards the rapids so he was unaware of their nearness, while Helen’s parasol was so fixed as to exclude them from her sight. They probably wouldn’t have noticed the nearness, they were so occuppied in each other. Tom’s paddle lay idle in the bottom of the canoe. They were only about twenty yards away when Helen became aware of their danger. She gave a sharp cry and a sudden move. Tom, with disregard that he was in a canoe, stooped over to regain his paddle, but at the same time leaning far over to one side. It was fatal. The canoe tipped, hesitated, then went, sending the occupants into the water. Helen, although she was able to swim, was terrified at the nearness of the rapids, so that she grabbed Tom about the neck as he swam towards her. They had not reached the rapids, but if they had, no one knows what the result would have been. Luckily they were near shore so that they were able to reach land in safety. Tom’s foot finally struck bottom. He stood up and still the girl clung to him. If she was w'illing, Tom was, so he gathered her up in his arms. A sweet feeling of contentment stole over him. He had her in his arms. Her arms were around his neck; her face near his he could feel her soft breath on his cheek. The sweet perfume of her hair floating to his nostrils intoxicated him with delight. He drew her closer, he shut his eyes—a noise, lie opened them,, in bewilderment he glanced around. BULKELEY NEWS 5 On the table the clock was merrily ringing, its hands pointing to the hour of seven, time to get up for school. Grabbing a shoe he flung it at the offender, which, though rudely interrupted, kept up its noise. Tom arising, begrudgeingly muttered: Hang it,—at the best part of it, too!” Try This On Your Piano. I went for a trip on the mountain side— On the mountain side—on the mountain side, I went for a trip on the mountain side; I just went for a ride! This is what I saw on the mountain side— On the mountain side—on the mountain side. This is what I saw on the mountain side; The time I went for a ride! Over there I espied a classy kid— A classy kid—a classy kid. Over there I espied a classy kid; And I made for her—I did. She turned around to look at me— To look at me—to look at me. She turned around to look at me; And oh—what I did see! A face she had as black as coal— As black as coal—as black as coal. A face she had as black as coal; And features like a mole! That’s what I saw on the mountain side— On the mountain side—on the mountain side. That’s what I saw on the mountain side; Where never again I’ll ride! —Frank A. Mallen. 6 BULKELEY NEWS In Love and War. EUNICE and Grace Hull were commenting earnestly over the contents received only a few moments previous—a letter which a few words contained therein, caused more mental activity to those two girls, for such they were; and handsome, indeed,—than would an event of greater importance. It was not one of the ordinary epistles that confront various persons each day and which they read with little or no interest—neither one of those letters uncared for and not anticipated ; but very much to the contrary. It was, and to be sincere, a letter awaited for with anxiety, and and which received, eased the largest cruelsome burden that anxiety can load on not-quite-yet matured minds. It came a long distance, was a long time coming, and dearer to the hearts of the aforesaid girls than would be pleasures indefinable. Over in France, in a hospital deluged with wounded and dying modern warriors and heroes; an institution which harbored death and death’s accomplices; cries of pain, anguish, homesickness, and disease; where the despicable, but heroic part of life and the various forms of suffering were conspicuous; a tall, well-proportioned young, and good-looking doctor hurriedly traversed a blood-stained floor while making his daily tour to the numerous bedsteads and the signifi- cant heart-rending scenes therein lying, in order to alleviate at least a little of the suffering, if not a great deal. As he concluded his labor and knelt beside the last patient’s bed, Harold Hull’s heart sank within the deep sea of sympathy that so often got the best of him and caused him many horrible pangs. He was treating a nurse—one who faithfully volunteered her life in order to be of use to others. But it was not the nurse as much as the story attached to her that held Harold’s gravest sympathies. She was in love. A soldier was in love. They were in love—and with each other, which speaks the fundamental part of the story. Then she saved his life when he was wounded. Wounded in such a manner, that naught but death could benefit by. But brave girl, optimistic where pessimism should have reigned, she knelt beside his bed and devoted four sleepless nights to his care. Her constant labor was victorious. He rallied, and why not? How can death better such a contending force of bravery and skill which that girl hurled against it? It had to give in. The soldier, well, went off again to lend his services for his Majesty. Her strenuous work, however, rendered her beyond health, which answers for her being in bed instead of out. Harold knew this, and, better still, understood it. His heart gave a sudden thud. A sigh of relief escaped BULKELEY NEWS 7 his lips, for he knew that she would live. He retreated to his office to spend a few moments on thoughts pertaining elsewhere, across a sea, where peace and harmony in their brightest robes, dwelt. “Listen Sis, I’ve got an idea,” presently spoke up Grace, breaking the long-stayed silence. Eunice looked up to regard her sister, and, as if awakening from an unpleasant dream, listened. We’ll get some rings and send them over to Europe so the soldiers can marry the nurses in memorable fashion. Brother writes there are a good many nurses and soldiers who wish to marry —but what is marriage without a ring to keep as a remembrance —remembrance which contains infinite numbers of priceless reveries?” These sentences seemed to strike Grace with effective force, for the precious letter dropped from her fingers and Heaven’s Own Daughter, for such was her name among her numberless admirers, was pleased with the suggestion. “Oh, that’ll be lovely!” answered Grace in her much-envied voice. We’ll go down town this afternoon and buy some to send away.” “No, we’ll not,” interrupted Eunice, “We’re not going to spend our own money, but let those who can afford it spend theirs,” and Eunice finished by whispering a suggestion. Sister, you’re a wonder—you and brother are a team, ’ ’ com m ended Grace, while she kissed her younger sister. “We’re going down to New London, Friday, for the races, you know, and will be sure to meet the boys then,” said Eunice. Grace was again lost in thought. Days that were years; hours that were months; minutes that were weeks, and suffering that is too intense to describe, all passed by with the coming of light and dark in a small rural hospital in France. Some went, some came, and a continual coming and going was in progress. Harold Hull, the same, still continued his daily tours through the hospital. Brave nurse, Dorothy Smith, was progressing. Earnest Cupid was also progressing. The recalled-to-fife soldier daily visited his sweetheart —matrimony gradually became the subject of their thoughts. Harold saw all, knew all, felt all, and retired to his office each day to enjoy the wholesome ecstasies and pleasures of recalling better days. Friday found New London and New York in importance. Automobiles, yachts, and trains assisted in conveying the large influx of enthusiasts to that city. Every state in the country was represented at the hotels in various personages and all walks of life were noticeable on the overcrowded streets. Boat Race Day is an important event to New Londoners, a hap-penning which hotel keepers and officials look forward to with pride. All was merry and bright, cheerful and enjoyable, and encouraging. Yale and Harvard were to race, consequently college students and their followers flocked to the scene, and when 8 BULKELEY NEWS they are present,—but why continue? Grace had many friends—in fact, too many. When she arrived in New London she met them. Greetings were passed and delightful topics discussed. Grace's conversation with them, however, was not lost. She told her friends each to bring a ring to her after the race; that is, provided Yale should win. Confidentially this ring proposition was told to many—and the said many responded. The many in question were also invited to a social aboard Grace’s father’s yacht The Regag, after the race. In some of the many, thoughts of marriage spinned and hummed, but however great their troubles, they were not for a moment skeptical, and without further comment bought a ring—for Yale must win and they knew it. At last the hour for the race arrived and along with it came great expectations. William Feeley’s only regret was that he couldn’t row for Yale—other regrets were to the same effect. However, he and they armed themselves with Yale pennants and determined that even if they could, not row, they would make Yale win. “Are you ready Harvard—are you ready Yale?” With these words from the referee and an affirmative answer from both cox wains addressed, a gun was fired. Observation trains began to move along the banks of the river as oars splashed ; muscles were strained, bodies bent to and fro, and strength was exerted. The two objects of the race swept along the river on their own power at a prodigious speed. They were cheered, hooted at and lauded. From observation trains came shouts and songs; from yachts guns were fired; while the throngs along the shore executed their part neatly by encouraging their favorite crew at the top of their lungs. Regardless of these various acoustics the rowers plod skillfully on— trying for victory—indeed, fighting for victory. Excitement was at its height; anxiety at its worst; and expectation at its greatest, when the Yale crew displayed their superiority by gaining slowly on lengths. When they passed five good-sized lengths ahead of their friendly adversaries they fou nd no more need of rowing desperately, for they had at last reached the finish line. Some were happy; some were discouraged; others didn’t care, but nevertheless the noise which greeted the Yale victory announced overwhelming enthusiasm. Perry Stone were constantly visited by prospective ring buyers and they sold so many that if a local lover wished to buy a wedding ring there, he would be disappointed. These wise jewelers, having such a busy time, were prognasticating what the ministers would have, that is, if the ring buyers made good the expres-ions engrossed on their countenances. To the yacht Regag, lying peacefully in the harbor went all sorts of young men, and with each went a ring, which made some jewelers happier, and which were to make many couples still hap'pier than they were before. On the Regag a table was set; plates for thirty-six were provided, as that number came. The guests assembled in their proper places and all was BULKKLEY NEWS 9 tranquil again aboard the yacht. Each held his newly-bought ring tightly and for the first time wondered at the meaning of it. Was she to pick a husband, or what? Eunice giggled almost to her discovery as she peeked from behind a curtain waiting for—the wcrst. Grace sat at one end of the table and for the first time, as she glanced at each anxious and eager face, realized the extent of her doings. She was determined to resign herself without explanation when the thoughts of her brother bending over the bodies of wounded and dying brave soldiers invigorated new action within her. She got up courageously and commenced to speak: “Friends, while we are making merry here, there is a dreadful war going on in our other world. You are probably aware that Harold is a red-cross surgeon there.” Silence enshrouded the audience as these words brought to their imaginations, instead of the thoughts of a good time and a welcome surprise, their dear old friend Harold doing his duty at the risk of his life without comment or complaint. Even Eunice’s attitude changed. Fighting back an insistent sob, Grace continued : “There are many young soldiers who are bravely sacrificing their lives for their respective countries and as the way of the world has it they frequently come in contact with brave nurses with whom they fall in love. Cupid interferes and marriage is the result. Harold has written me of this and adds that donations will be gladly received. I have therefor taken this opportunity (in a voice new to her) to—to deceive you (faltering) so that you can con—con—c—I—I (and with a last effort) I hope you will forgive me.” Her audience were anchored to their seats and their eyes were glued to Grace as if in a hypnotical spell as they sat bewildered. When her last broken words reached their ears they displayed an open expression which made anything, good or bad, she had done to them, already forgiven. She could continue no longer. Taking out Harold’s last letter, she handed it to William Feeley, who read it aloud to all. They understood even better than she could explain, but she was unable to explain—she had fainted. Mr. Gager hurried into the room from the deck; Eunice leaped from behind her hiding-place. The boys rushed here and there for water, fans, stimulants and all else. When the necessary remedies were at hand the work of resuscitation began. When Grace opened her eyes she first saw many apparitions and as her strength gradually came, she noticed the boys endeavoring to aid her in every way possible. But she was too weak—too feeble, and was carried to her room and laid in bed. A small pile of rings lay onthe table —thirty-six in number—when the guests left the yacht after they had been assured of Grace’s safety, influenced with the phrase “Everything is fair in love and war.” The desolate air that swelled a small hospital in France was miraculously dispersed with the arrival of a small package. Harold opened it expectantly and found within thirty-six 10 BULKKLEY NEWS rings which, as soon as received, gladdened many hearts, not mentioning his own. At home Grace didn’t seem the same after the event on the yacht. Her father d iscovered something wrong and after some hard thinking discovered a psychological method of treating her ailments. He sent a long letter to Harold. In reading the much-delayed letter Harold understood and using his witty talent dispatched invitations to all the guests —his personal friend s—who were present at the reception on the yacht, to come to his American home and there be the guests at a surprise party on his sister in honor of the gifts received. The surprise p a r t v was arranged by Harold and his father. The evening of the party came and so did the invited participants. A delightful program was made up and all that tended to pass the evening pleasantly was introduced. The faces of the guests seated around the table waiting for Grace were invaded with smiles as they forgot the past and were lost in the depths of the present. A cable from Mr. and Mrs. Dewey, newly married; previously Dorothy Smith, nurse, and Robert Dewey, corporal, was received from the war zone and read aloud, which added to the pleasure of the evening, for in it they found love, and Grace knew she was forgiven because—well, because she was. —F. Malien. Miss Tooker. I saw a girl across the street, and Thought I knew her. I went across the girl to meet, and For I was sure. The girl she smiled welcomely, and I tipped my hat. “Howdo,” I said, “Come with me?” and She knocked me flat. The judge asked me why I flirted with Miss Tooker. I said with my feelings hurted that I mistook her. “You Miss Tooker,” said the judge “Can’t understand it. Ten days,” and I couldn’t budge Nor comprehend it. —Frank A. Mallen. The cop came around, pinched me, and Took me to jail. In court the girl I did see, and She told her tale. BULKELEY NEWS 11 lulkfbg Nnita BULKELEY SCHOOL, NEW LONDON, CT. Gustaf M. Liljenstein, ’i6 Editor-in-Chief Tracy W. Ames, ’i6 Assistant Editor Waldo L- Miner, ’17 Business Mgr THE BULKELEY NEWS Published quarterly, 40 cents per year, 10 cents per copy. Entered as Second Class Matter at New London Post Office. Contributions are earnestly desired. These may be handed to the Editor-in-Chief. Address all Business Manuscript to the Business Manager. VOL. XII. No. 2. Basket Ball. AT7E are sorry to see that the at- tempt to make basket ball a school sport was not a success. After the energetic work of Moon in securing a place to hold our games, and the willingness of Mr. French to sacrifice his afternoons to round a team into shape, we should think the school would have been willing to do their part. There seemed enough enthusiasm at first to carry the project through, but somehow that enthusiasm died out so that the team soon broke up. During the first weeks of practice money was needed to pay the expense of the lights, and also the janitor. This would only have been a trifle. A collection from the school would easily have settled that matter. Basket ball is always a paying proposition. Seeing there would be no other sport during the winter, a large audience would surely patronize the games. After the first game or two, there would be no more need of contributions, as the money taken in on the games would suffice. The expense of the visiting team would be slight considering that only six men generally take the trip, and that games could be arranged with teams in this vicinity. It has always been found a paying proposition in other schools, so why shouldn’t it in ours? Even if we did have to contribute a little at the start there would be no need of it during the following years as there would surely be a little money left in the treasury by the end of the season. As football is now our only sport, we should try at 1 e a s t to have one other. Baseball is next to impossible so why not try basket ball? Once it is started, we are sure the thing will go along by itself, as does football. We hope that the task will again be attempted next year. It will probably mean hard work but we hope someone will be energetic enough to try it again and make it apossibility. Remember the old saying “Nothing is impossible.” We are sure that if it is handled in the proper manner it will not be impossible but surely possible. If one would like to see basket ball as a school sport next year remember the saying “If you want a thing well done, do it yourself.” Don’t wait for the other fellow to start it, but pitch right in determinedly, and we are sure of your success. □ □ 0 12 BULKELEY NEWS W. M. I. versus Bulkeley. TELLO. stranger.” And thus we may address our friends across the way, the W. M. I. girls, who, it seems, are kept distant from us in social affairs, (because of a past experience) at a time in life when their companionship and ours, are most needed. They might as well reside in Ohio or Alaska, as far as intimacy with them is concerned, and were it not for our meeting each other daily upon the street by chance, we would forget each other. It doesn’t seem fair that two schools so near to each other in situation, should be so far apart in matters nearest their hearts, especially when most of the students of said schools are graduates of the same grammar school. As the young man grows he wants friends. As the young woman grows she needs friends. Yet it is not this friendship they are asking. It is a get-together—know each-other spirit which exists in them, but is not allowed its freedom. Two schools in a small town, such as this, should be closer together. They should hold meets, dances and other socials together. They should work together, and above all, stick together. The only time the W. M. I. and Bulkeley students are together in a body, is at the football game with Norwich, to show the latter they are at least concerned in our welfare, because Norwich usually has a supply of girls to act as rooters for their team. After the game they are again W. M. I. students, to remain until our next Norwich football game and thus the wheel of Fate will turn unless some David will attempt to shift its course. It is a gigantic task, but no more was Goliath’s! BBS A Timely Question. TT'HE idea of taxing the mentality of a pupil who is a public school graduate and has received a diploma before allowing him to enter Bulkeley seems absurd—or even that of accepting a list of pupils from a grammar school principal, which he recommends as efficient to enter high school without passing an examination. When a grammar school pupil receives a diploma it means that he has satisfactorily completed the full course of study as prescribed by the Board of Education and is competent to go further. If not, he has no right to his diploma! (Why the principal ol a grammar school picks out a list of pupils so that they can enter Bulkeley without passing the customary examination, we cannot understand, unless it is that he can read their future). And why he gives diplomas to pupils whom he does not recommend to Principal Towne is a mightier problem, for if those pupils denied recommendation are unfit to enter Bulkeley without passing a test, then why are they fit to receive diplomas? The fact that a pupil passes a test belore he is admitted into Bulkeley does by no means signify he will I e-come a docile student. He may have been fortunate to know the subjects in question at the time, BULKELEY NEWS 13 while others may have forgotten, but probably those others would make better students wrere they admitted—but they fail, become discouraged, and seek employment. Of wrhat use then, are the public schools and the diploma awarded a graduate of same if their output is inefficient to enter a high school without passing a test? When a pupil enters high school he is introduced to new studies and subjects so that his being able to pass a test has no bearing on his future work. If he cannot or does not make good, then it is the duty of the principal to take proper action.— Contributed. HpHE Senior Class Dance, which was held in the Crocker House on February 4th, was one of the most successful affairs ever given under the auspices of the Orange and Black. The dining room, in which the dance was held, was prettily decorated with orange and black streamers and numerous college and high school banners. Orange and black paper covered the chandeliers, shedding a subdued light over the hall. An attractive program of dances had been arranged.by. the committee in charge and the Crocker House Im- perial Orchestra of four pieces did justice to the program. A committee composed of six members of the class arranged for the dance and their efforts wrere well repaid when such a large number attended. The following composed the committee: Harold H. Hull, chair- man, Frederic E. Fengar, Lawrence A. Conti, William H. Corkey, Clifford C. Grisw'old, and Robert M. Keeney. The following were patrons and patronesses: Mr. and Mrs. Walter A. Towne, Mr. and Mrs. Eugene B. 14 BULKELEY NEWS Lawrence, Mr. and Mrs. Clarence R. Norris, Mr. and Mrs. E. Kenneth French, Frau Adelheid Moll, Edwin L. Bigelow, Robert H. Coleman and Paul D. Bailey. B b B r I 'HE Sophomores are proudly wear-ing their class pins which they received a short time ago. The pin is of a very pretty design. Harold O’Neill had charge of ordering the pins, which were obtained from H. W. Peters Co., of Boston, Mass. B B B A JR. JOHN A. ROSE, Manager of the Orpheum Theatre, distributed free tickets to the Bulkeley students for the opening of the Triangle Photoplays on Jan. 17th. A large number attended the theatre and declared the pictures excellent. B B B T HE Junior Class held several meetings at which they discussed the prospects of having a dance. Several members of the class thought that as the Junior classes in the past had not held any dances that it was about time that Bulkeley should fall in line with the many other high schools where the Junior classes held dances. After a great deal of discussion the class v o t e d not to have a dance. B B B A FTER the close of the football season there was a great deal of discussion as to who were entitled to have sweaters. It was finally decided that the fairest way would be to have a committee appointed w h i c h would pick out those who in their o-pinion deserved sweaters. The committee was composed of Principal Towne, Coaches French and Coleman, Feeley and Fichthorn. B B B 'HpHE recent epidemic of diphther-ia, strengthened by the grip, has kept many students from their studies during the past month. This has greatly handicapped the teachers in getting out the report cards, all the students not being present when the examinations were first given, thus making it necessary for many to have special examinations. B B B LLOYD GALLUP, a member of the Junior class, has returned to school after an absence caused by an operation which was performed at the Lawrence Hospital. B B B HpHE Senior Class has held several meetings to arouse enthusiasm in the coming track meet. The Seniors are going to try especially hard this year to win the meet, as it is their last chance to have their numerals engraved on the silver trophy. BULKELEY NEWS 15 pHAT the lunch counter is a fin- ancial success this term can be readily seen by the amount of money turned in to the Athlectic Association Treasurer, weekly. m S □ PROFESSOR PAUL BAILEY, in-structor in English, was among those who were forced to leave school on account of sickness. Prof. Bailey was confined to his home for over a week with a very severe attack of the grip. H 0 E February 15th, Principal Towne was forced to close the school because of the severity of the weather. The rooms were so cold that it was thought to be unsafe to hold recitations in them. The pipes in the chemical laboratory were frozen and several had burst during the night. —W. L. M. 17. A T the close of the football season a meeting was held for the election of next year’s football captain. There were two candidates, namely Donnelly and May, both Football of the Junior class. Walter May was elected for the position, his brilliant playing during the season earning him it. He feels confident of getting together a team strong enough to beat Norwich so as to wipe out the blot of the two defeats this season. The players who will remain for next year are: Cole and Donnelly, backs; McEnany and Gallup, ends; Lawski and Redden, tackles; and May and Reed for the center of the line. This leaves vacant the places of a guard, quarterback and a half-back. There was ple.ity of good material among the second squad, (Norwich has to admit this) so that these places will be satisfactorily filled. The players who are graduating this year are: Capt. Feeley, Hull, Lawrence, Liljenstein, 16 BULKELEY NEWS Rollo and Shea. O’Neill and Haney will not be seen in next year’s lineup as they have left school and are attending Business College. □ 0 0 Awarding of (he Letters and Sweaters. IAHERE was much discussion this year as to whom letters were to be awarded. In previous years it has been customary to give a letter to those who played in a winning game over Norwich, or in a tie game with the same school. But this year we were defeated in both games so that a new plan had to be devised. A team that has represented its school in all p a r t s of the State could not very well be deprived of letters. A committee, therefor, consisting of Mr. Towne, Mr. Coleman, Mr. French, Captain Feeley, and Manager Fichthorn, met and decided to give a letter and sweater to each man who had played in the majority of the games. These men can be distinguished in the following list. Name Games Played Class •Cole 9 ’ 18 •Donnelly 9 ’17 •Feeley IO ’i6 •Gallup 7 ’17 •Hull 8 ’16 •Lawrence 9 ’i6 •Lawski 9 ’19 •Liljenstein IO ’16 •May 9 ’17 •McEneny 8 ’18 •O’Neill 9 ’17 •Redden 6 ’19 •Rollo 9 ’16 •Reed 9 ’iq •Shea IO ’16 Haney 3 ’17 Hill 1 ’16 Moon 4 ’17 Letter men. 0 0 0 Fool ball Manager. JUST before the close of school for Christmas vacation, a mass meeting was held for the election of next year’s football and this year’s track managers. Waldo Miner was chosen for the former position. There were two candidates in the field, the other being Creighton Tevlin of the Junior class. The vote was close but Miner succeeded in securing the position. He has already secured a few good games and assures us of an excellent schedule for next fall. The games already secured are: Oct. 7 Choate at Wallingford Oct. 28 New Haven at New Haven Nov. 4 N. F. A. at Norwich Nov. 18 N. F. A. at New London He has received offers of games from other schools so that before long the schedule will be completed. The opening game of the season will be played, as customary, with the alumni. With such a representation as May and Miner, the football season of 1916 is sure to be a success. 0 0 0 HULKULKV NEWS Track Manager. OTEVEN GRAVES of the Senior Class was elected to the position of track manager. He has decided to hold the annual meet on March 24th. The use of the Armory has been secured as usual. Entry blanks have been distributed among the scholars and many have already decided to participate in the events. There is much discussion as to which class will win the meet, as no class seems to have the superiority. It is sure to be one of the most exciting meets for years, as each class will fight for the honor of having their numerals engraved on the cup. A record-breaking crowd is expected. We want everybody to be there to cheer for their favorite. If the events bore you, why then come to see the delegation W. M. I. is sure to send over. S 0 □ Ibiskef Kail. L OR the first time in quite a num-A ber of years basket ball was again tried to be introduced in the school. By the energetic work of Moon, a place was secured for practice and for the games. At the start there seemed to be plenty of enthu-thusiasm to carry the project through but the spirit fell as sudden as it had arisen, so that the plan fell through. We were sorry to see the plan unsuc-essful, because of the willingness of Mr. French to sacrifice his afternoons to round a team into shape, thus starting basket ball as a permanent school sport. After the flunking of the project as a school affair, an independent team was .formed, but by its showing in a recent game, it soon met the fate of its predecessor. Never mind, independents, we wish you better luck next year when we hope a school team will be formed. IS OUR 5V5TRM RIOHT ? 18 BULKELEY NEWS Who goes there? Dewey—“Say fellows, the other day I saw a negro funeral. On the hearse they had four pails. Wonder what it meant; they were empty.” Feugar—“Going black- berrying.” (black burying). Sure enough! The Kid’s Clever Both Ways. Mr. Towne (in Latin class)—“But who is Julius Caesar?” Woodruff—“A great Roman.” Mr. Towne—“What is he?” Woodruff—“A-er-why he’s dead.” Mr. Towne—“No, no! What was he before he died?” Woodruff—“Oh! Alive.” Bob Keeney, who is fond of vocal selections, entered a matrimonial bureau in quest of a wife, and the following conversation took place: Keeney—“1 want a wife who can sing.” Clerk—“Oh sing. Yes. How often?” Keeney—“Most always, morning, noon, and night.” Clerk—“Fond of singing, eh?” Keeney—“Yes.” Clerk—“Well, you don’t want a wife. Yovt are in the wrong place. The phonograph shop is across the street. Let up, Tevlin, we’ve had enough. Tevlin—“Hey, heard this one yet?” We—“Yes, what is it?” Tevlin—“Who put the ‘lice’ in Lyceum? We—“Not sure, but we think we saw you go in there the other day. (jive the Signal. Mr. Bailey (writing on board)—“Memorize lines 32, 46, 398, 402, etc.” Harrington (taking out paper copies his from book). Reinacher—“ ‘Memorize’ in his language must mean ’copy.’ ” 1950: Rev. May—“Have patience. Remember it took Milton 15 days to complete one page.” Lawrence (Convict No. 99,999) — “Only 15 days! Why, I’ve been six years on one sentence and ain’t half finished yet.” BULKKLEY NEWS 19 1950: Fichthorn (the hobo) — “Please, mum, I’m a sick man. De doctor gimme dis medicine, but I needs assistance in taking it.” Mistress—“Poor fellow. Do you waut a spoon and a glass of water?” Fichthorn—“No mum, but dis medicine hast to be took before meals.” R.—“I hear you and your gang struck for shorter hours. Did you get ’em?” C.—“Sure. We’re not workiug at all now.” A fashionable belle, while wading at Ocean Beach was wearing a w7ig. When a big wave swept over her it carried the false hair away with it. After a glance at the floating hair she fled to Bragaw, who was lying on the sand, and said: “Oh. Sir, save my hair.” “Pardon me, madam,” said he, “my business is a life-saver, not a hair restorer.” Dickson (translating Latin) — “During the battle Caesar rushed up and down on the back of the army.” Mr. French—“How long was the army’s back?” Dickson—“Eight legions, sir.” Bigelow—“Do you think Greece ought to preserve her neutrality?” Shea—“She is lucky to preserve anything.” Bailey—“W’hy don’t the women dress sensibly?” Frau Moll—“If they did half of the industries of the world would have to close their doors.” There had been an explosion in chemistry and Prof. Lawrence on investigation asked Donnelly how it happened. “Well,” said Donnelly, “it happened like this. He wanted to see how powerful it was so he lit a match to it.” “Lit a match to it!” exclaimed Professor Lawrence, “why I should have thought it would be the last thing on earth he’d do.” Donnelly—“It was.” Miner—“I had mock-turtle soup for dinner. By the way where do you catch mock-turtles?” May—“Near the Sham-rock.” Bigelow—“How did you get that paint on your trousers?” Feeley—“I didn’t. 1 got the trousers on the paint when I sat down.” Frat. Mem.—“Haven’t I seen your face before?” McMahon— “It’s quite possible, that’s where I always wear it.” Bigelow—“Donnelly, who succeeded Edward VI?” Donnelly—“Mary.” Bigelow—“Very good. Now who suc- succeeded Mary?” Donnelly, not knowing the answer, sat down, and Tevlin who had his hand raised was asked the question.” Tevlin—“Her Lamb.” (West Mystic) Bailey—“Did you ever read about the ancient Greek harp that when played would turn stones into tears?” Donnelly (pointing to May)—“He’s made ‘Stones’ cry.” 211 BrLKIvLKY NKWS Chick Lawrence—“I feel Like a desert this evening.” Miss N. (sighing)—“Oh no, John, you don’t feel like a desert; a desert has sand.” May—“Are these eggs fresh?” Clerk—“Do they feel like vou?’ May—“Yes.” Clerk—“Well they are, then.” Loveland—“Does you love me. dear?” She—“A little.” Loveland—“Ah, but don’t you think your love will grow?” She— ‘Yes, but I’m not sure which way. Milliouare—‘My son. Honesty is the best policy,” Son—“Perhaps it is, dad, but it strikes me that you have done pretty well, nevertheless.” Burglar (on guard)— “Did you git any-anything?” His pal (emerging from window)— “The guy wot lives here is a lawyer.” Burg.—“That’s hard luck, did youse lose anything?” Barber— Hair cut, sir? How will you have it?” Fengar—“Both short.” Barber—“You mean hair and beard?” Fengar—“No; hair and conversation.” “There’s a difference in time you know', between this country and Europe; for instance, your friends in Cork are fast asleep by this time, whereas we are enjoying ourselves in the early evening.” Pat Magil—“That’s always the way, Ire-laud niver got justice.” Bigelow—“Do you think my mustache becoming?” P. Woodruff—“No; A-coming.” May (as the team goes by)—“Look! there goes Shea, the quarter-back. He’ll soon be our best man.” She—“Oh, Toby! This is so sudden!” “Wanted— Bookkeeper and salesman, must have one leg longer than the other.” We were about to tell Cohen, when we remembered that he had one leg shorter than the other. A stranded but still haughty leading lady was forced to put up at Hull’s Royal Dragon Inn. She glanced frowningly about the office, reluctantly signed the register, and took the key from Harold. “Is there water in my room,” she asked. “Why, there was,” replied Mr. Hull, “but I had the roof fixed.” Loveland—“Redden, are you superstitious?” Redden—“Not a bit.” Loveland—“Well, lend me $13.00.” BULKELEY NEWS 21 ON our table we have the following list of exchanges which we are glad to acknowledge:— CONNECTICUT— “Academy Journal,” Norwich Free Academy, Norwich; “The Artisan,” State Trade Education Shop, Bridgeport; “The Allerlie,” Stonington High School, Stonington; “The Choate News.” Choate School, Wallingford; “The Clarion,” West Hartford High School, West Hartford; “The Focus,” New Haven High School, New Haven; “The Lookout,” Derby High School, Derby; “The Tabula,” Torringtou High School, Tor-rington; “The Tripod,” Trinity College, Hartford. KANSAS— “The Messenger,” Wichita High School, Wichita. MAINE—“The Nautilus,” Waterville High School, Waterville. MONTANA—“The Konah,” Missoula County High School, Missoula. NEW JERSEY—“The Acropolis,” Barringer High School, Newark. NEW YORK—“The Owl,” Middletown High School, Middletown; “Rensselaer Polytechnic Times,” Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute; “The Colgate Madisjneu-sis,” Colgate University, Hamilton. PENNSYLVANIA—“The Buzzer,” Avalon High School, Avalon; “The Omnibus,” Franklin High School, Franklin. RHODE ISLAND— “The G1 e a n er ,” Pawtucket High School, Pawtucket; “The Senior,” Westerly High School, Westerly. TEXAS—“The Tatler,” El Paso High School, El Paso; “The Mountaineer,” Santa Anna High School, Santa Anna. “The Lookout,”—We sure enjoyed your paper. The literary depertment was especially well written. “The Clarion,”—We would suggest separating your literary department from the editorials by a cut or plain heading, for as all your other departments have headings, the running together of the editorials and literary department is quite noticeable. “The Acropolis,”—You have an attractive cover. The paper interested us. Come again. “The Konah, ”—“Shavens” usually gives us something we can really laugh over. One of the best high school newspapers on our table. “The Tatler,”—The cartoon “Did Your Ship Get By?” was clever. BOSTON CANDY KITCHEN Wholesale and Retail Dealers in Choice Confectionery Siicnct? for Scbrafft’B Chocolates Ice Creatn and Soda Water Crocker House Block Telephone New London PEABODY BROTHERS, flOcat ant protmce flDarfict Telephone 419 Bank Street “KEEP CLEAN” Call for J. DALY, JR. Agent Troy Laundry Tel. 1428-12 Prompt delivery guaranteed GIVE US A TRIAL Pine Tine of Groceries and Meats Orders delivered promptly at the Beach daily. GgOYQC R. GTByT Est .ltC 89-91 Broad Street Phone 293 THE YOUNG MENS' STORE DAVIS SAVARD Head to Fool Outfitters for Men and Boys Hart, Shaffner Marx Clothes Regal Shoes for Men, Women Boys 134 State Street. IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PLEASE MENTION BULKELEY NEWS SIMPLE STURDY SAFE Cyclemotor Outfit applied to Ordinary Bicycle Price $55.00 f. o. b. Rochester, N. Y. THE CYCLEMOTOR is a light, inexpensive, and easily operated motor that can be quickly attached to any diamond frame bicycle. It is designed on the high-speed, two-stroke principle which means quick acceleration, reserve power and absence of vibration. All valves, push-rods, cams and other complicated mechanisms necessary to four-stroke motors have been eliminated. The outfit includes all parts required to convert a push bicycle into a power-propelled, light-weight motorcycle, and can be easily installed without the use of special tools or altering the frame. The Cyclemotor provides a comfortable, reliable, economical means of travel. A speed of from five to twenty-five miles per hour can be maintained on level roads and ordinary grades negotiated without assistance from pedals. The Cyclemotor does not affect the handling or steering of the wheel but multiplies its advantages and conveniences, and adds to its pleasures. Weight, motor only 15 lbs. Weight, outfit complete 21 lbs. H. V. MOXLEY Local Agent . IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PLEASE MENTION BULKELKY NEWS Compliments of s. halpbrn ‘‘I can’t find any old clothes to put on the scarecrow,” said Farmer Feeley. ‘‘You might use some of the fancy duds our boy Bill brought home from college.” suggested his wife. ‘‘I’m only trying to scare the crows, not make ’em laugh themselves to death.” PUTNAM’S BIG BLUE STORE FT JRNITFRE Rugs, Ranges, Globe-Wernicke Bookcases 292-304 Bank Street New London EM. NICHOLS Confectionery and Ice Cream Periodicals Prompt attention 83 Broad Street R. H. SIEBLER CIGARS AM) TOBACCO Tel. 307 Brunswicke-Balke Pool Tables 159 BANK STREET PETERSON 127 State Street Confectioner Caterer IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PLEASE MENTION BULKELEY NEWS L. POSNER Hotorcycles and Sporting Goods 429 Bank Street New London A. C. Gorton Old Style and Safety Razor Blades and Lawn Mowers Sharpened. 109 Montauk Avenue CARUSO Barber Bank Street New London CONTI’S CANDY KITCHEN Dealers in Confectionery, Ice Cream, Etc. Telephone 753 Bank Street J. II. Newman, ipiumbing, sweating anb Sbcct flDetal Morlt 33 Main Street New London MEYER h. HOLLANDERSKY REAL ESTATE AND INSURANCE Main Office, Garfield Block 98 State Street New London Branch Office Cor. Thames and Pleasant Sts., Groton Telephone Connections. IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PLEASE MENTION BULKELEY NEWS FISHER, Florist Violets, Orchids and Lily of the Valley in dainty corsage arrangements. ROBERT H. BYLES FUNERAL DIRECTOR Groton New London {yood Year S i oe Repairing C’o. C. C. Hannon, Mgr. 207 Bank Street New London THE JAMES HISLOP CO. New Loudon’s Great Dry Goods Store We are Specialists in Men’s and Boys’ Clothing 153-161-163 State St. New London SPORTING GOODS Special prices to teams buying whole outfits only. Call and get our figures to compare with other prices before you buy. ALLING RUBBER COMPANY 162 STATE STREET 22 Stores. Wholesale and Retail THE J. WARREN GAY ELECTRICAL CO. 19 UNION STREET Solicits Your Electrical Work PHONE 414 IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PLEASE MENTION BULKELEY NEWS Spring Suits and Top coats Made Exclusively for Young Men We call your attention to the finest line we have ever offered. Splendid showing of 1-4 and 1-2 Silk lined Young Men’s Suits. These Silk trimmed Suits will he a leading feature this spring. Four Styles that are wonderful values: $15. $16.50 $18. $20. New Spring Hats and Neckwear. E. D. STEELE, Inc. Manwaring Bldg. State Street IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PLEASE MENTION BULKELEY NEWS J. SOLOMON Stationery and Toys 44 Main Street Hull Building BISHOP STUDIO PHOTOGRAPHER Manwaring Building New London May (philosophically)—“The gold fish thinks nothing of a trip around the globe.” MORGAN GOMRANY, INC. OFFICE AND SCHOOL SUPPLIES ATHLETIC GOODS BOOKS Plant Building New London THE OUTPUT Hr. CL F. Itrnikli aw DEKTINT Telephone Office and Residence Cronin Building, 86 State Street New London IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PLEASE MENTION BULKELEY NEWS JOHN McGARRY, Inc. Giothing, Hats, Men’s Furnishings, and Men’s Shoes. Neptune Bldg. New London Sporting Goods Most Anything You Want in our Stock. Quality and Prices Right The G. M. Williams Co. F. II. DAVIS Si. CO. Wholesale and Retail Dealers in GROCERIES AND GROCERS’ SPECIALTIES YACHT AND SHIP STORES Phone 120 123-137 BANK STREET REUTER’S FOR PARTY BOQUETS AND CORSAGES IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PDEASE MENTION BUDKELEY NEWS A. CARACAUSA SON, Steamship and Forwarding Agents Real Estate and Insurance Cor. Bank and Truman Sts. New London Kor an Son Company And Successors to Ralph H. Smith and Son FUNERAL DIRECTORS UNDERTAKERS Carpets, Linoleums, Stoves and Bedding , , ) Telephone 24-3. Night 24-2. 224-240 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 MIDNIGHT F. K. PARKER, Proprietor THOMAS C. DILLON Real Estate and Insurance 154 STATE STREET IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PI.EASE MENTION BULKEEEY NEWS THE KENYON STUDIO P. B. KENYON, Prop. Portraits by Photography established 1852 154 STATE ST. SIDNEY H. MINER Real Estate and Insurance NOTARY PUBLIC Manwaring Bldg. BARKER A MAY Dealers in Men s Youtks . Boys , and Ckildren s Clotking Hats. Caps and Furniskings 48 STATE STREET, NEW LONDON, CONN. Reagan Brothers, THE STORE OF QUALITY Fancy l)py (ioocIn and IdnciiN 123 STATE STREET THE NICHOLS HARRIS CO. Gbe ©ualitp ©rite Store CElbolesale, l?etaU, and dbanutacturing Chemists 119 State Street New London, Conn. McQINLEY BROTHERS, Real Estate and Insurance Manwaring Bldg. New London, Conn. IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PLEASE MENTION BULKELEY NEWS State Championship won by Miss F. Angela Wilson of The New London Business College Miss Wilson, a graduate of the school, competed with 18 other young people for the Shorthand and Machine-Writing Championship of the State, at Hartford, February 19th, and carried off highest honors in the 100 and 140 words per minute contests, thus winning the Gold Medal. She used the Stenotype, thus demonstrating the practicability of this machine. Every Rulkeley Boy should Learn all about STENOTYPY From The New London Business College Write, Phone or Call. IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PLEASE MENTION HULKELBY NEWS J. OTIS MINER, D. I). S. DENTIST Room I, Hull Building Phone 57-3. New London DABOLL CRANDALL Civil Engineers and Surveyors 98 State Street New London “Lawrence, Didn’t I hear you swear while in the dentist’s chair?” “Yes you did. The dentist put a dam in my mouth.” SOL. OCKOONEFF, matches. Diamonds and jewelry Repairing Done in a Superior Manner 114 State Street New London Meat Market Co. PURE FOOD DISTRIBUTORS Try Our Home-Made Peanut Butter LeRoy E. Forsyth, Mgr. 363 Bank Street Phone Cbe Doothe=Pomr furniture Co. Furniture, Floor coverings and Fine Bedding Hull Ranges Best of Furniture Repairing and Refinishing 56 Main Street New London IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PLEASE MENTION BULKELEY NEWS F. C. CHIDSEY ©pttdan Kodaks and Photo Supplies 115 State Street FREDERICK BACON Teacher of Ifimijo iintl . Iimilolin Nludin IMniit ltlfltf. Room 21H. Director of Bulkeley Banjo and Mandolin Clubs Best instruments sold on easy payments—or rented at reasonable rates Telephone 345-4. Every Bulkeley Boy should have a Savings Bank Account. One Dollar will start an account. Four per cent dividends payable semi-annually THE MARINER’S SAVINGS BANK State St., Next to Post Office New London grtone, Jlnc. ’Prizes for Athletic Meets Cups, MednIs, Etc. 138 State Street New London IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PLEASE MENTION BULKELEY NEWS Start a Library UTLEY Sells Books 240 State Street. THE S. A. GOLDSMITH CO. Calls attention to their MEN'S AND BOYS' FURNISHINGS State Street New London RUDD'S ACADEMY A. T. MINER Everything for the Household Three Stores 381 Williams St. 86 Winthrop St. 208 Main St. £Du ) ey vS . (2. Donnelly rcfiitect SBui ding Qondort, Qonn. IN ANSWERING ADVERTISEMENTS PLEASE MENTION BULKELEY NEWS REMEMBER The Annual Athletic Meet Friday, March 24th, at 7.30 p. m. State Armory Washington Street Admission: Main floor, 35c Gallery, 25c LYON EWALD ...DEALERS IN... Sporting Goods, Fishing Tackle, Base Ball Goods and EVERYTHING IN HARDWARE 88 State Street New London Room 5 DR. ABERNETHY DENTIST Cronin Building HATS Spring Styles for Young Men NOW READY Tate Neilan