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

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14 BULKELEY NEWS Indignant woman—“Sir, I want my husband arrested.” Police captain—“But what for, my dear madam ?” Indignant woman—“Because he tempted to strike me, and threatened me.” Police captain—“Allright madam, where shall my men find him ?” Indignant woman—“In the emergency hospital.” McBride—“Say, McGarry, do you ever expedl to hunt Lyons?” McGarry—“No, but some day I’ll fish for Connors.” Harry May not be able to Ty Cobb but Isadore Snitkin. McCaster to Lester—“Why is coal so high when we have a Miner with us?” Wadleigh, buying a new hat the other day, said that it did not fit him but it might Fitzgerald. Prof, (one dark gloomy morning)— “Oh! dear me, I wish we had some light in this room on these dark mornings.” Phillips (producing a hair)—“Here sir, here’s a hair. Probably this will be light enough.” A Surprise to Mary. The English matron had engaged a maid recently from the country and was now employed in showing her newly acquired treasure over the house and enlightening her in regard to her various duties, etc. At last they reached the best room. “These,” said the mistress of the house, pausing before an extensive row of masculine portraits, “are very valuable and you must be very careful when dusting. They are old masters.” Mary’s face dropped and a look of intense wonder overspread her face. “Lor’, mum’” she gasped, “who’d ’ave

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BULKELEY NEWS 13 The results of the season : Bulkeley 6 Alumni o “ o Choate 38 “ 20 Westerly 0 “ 45 Stonington 0 Bulkeley 0 New Haven 62 “ 6 N. F. A. 6 “ 0 Stonington 13 “ 0 N. F. A. 10 “ 20 Training 0 V Louis Harshowitz ’15 is now attending Massachusetts Institute of Technology at Boston. William Harshowitz, a student in the medical department at Harvard, was home for the Christmas recess. Frank Harshowitz is now completing the academic course at Clark College, Worcester. Walter Barrows, star guard of the Dartmouth College football team, spent the Christmas vacation with his parents here. William May ’12, Fordham College football star, is now completing his course at that college. Raymond F. Sullivan ’15 is taking the academic course at Yale University. William Corcoran ’15, a student at Yale University, spent the Christmas vacation with his parents here. William Norbert Hill ’16, is now a student at Wesleyan College. Harold H. Hull ’16, is attending Renssalaer Polytechnic Institute at Troy. William Dunham ’13 has received his appointment to West Point for standing highest in the competitive examinations for this district. Mr. Dunham will take the entrance examinations next spring. William J. Murray ’15 is studying dentistry at the University of Maryland in Baltimore. John Satti ’15 is taking the medical course at Rhode Island State College. Robert Keeney ’16 was one of the Amherst freshmen who held their annual banquet at the Mohican Hotel about a month ago.

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BULKELEY NEWS 15 thought you’d been married all those times.” Farmer Hayseed—‘‘What d’ye think? The bones of a prehistoric man have been found on Joe Miller’s farm.” Earmer Corntassel—‘‘Gosh ! I hope poor Joe will be able to clear hisself at the coroner’s inquest.” Mary—‘‘Do you like mustaches?” Elsie—‘‘Do I? Why, they just tickle me to death.” One Week. The year had gloomily begun For Willie Weeks, a poor man’s SUN. He was beset with bill and dun, And he had very little MON. “This cash,” said he, ‘‘won’t pay my dues, I’ve nothing here but ones and TUES. A bright thought struck him, and he said, “The rich Miss Goldrocks I will WED. But when he paid his court to her, She lisped, but firmly said, ‘‘No THUR.” “Alas !” said he, “then I must die !” His soul went where they say souls FRI. They found his gloves, and coat, and hat, The coroner upon them SAT. Old Mother Hubbard Went to the cupboard For something to quench her thirst, When she got there The cupboard was bare, For her husband had got there first. Prof.—“Be careful, Harrington. You know that there is a cloud hanging over your head already.” Connors (from the rear of the room)— “Cheer up Bunk, there is a silver lining to every cloud.” Grace—“Can’t you see it, Harry?” Harry—“No, I’m seasick.” Toby— Hey Hank, did you see the race yesterday ?” Hank—“No. What race was that ?” Toby—“The Human Race. Ha, ha.” Hank—“Ah what are you laughing at ? You weren’t in it.” Little boy—“Gee ! I wish I was Tommy Jones.” Mother—“Why, how i9 that, my boy? You have more toys, a better home, more spending money, and you are stronger than he is, aren’t you?” Liitle boy—“I know, but Tommy can wiggle his ears.” Judge—“Why didn’t you interfere when the cook chased the waiter with a cleaver and the waitress yelled murder ?” F'armer (who was on his first visit to the city)—“Gosh, Jedg, I thought it was an ordinary cabaret feature.” Stubborn as a Muue. The jury had been out for two days, and still one stubborn fellow held out against the other eleven. “Well, gentlemen,” asked the court officer, looking in at the door, “shall I order twelve dinners?” “No,” replied the foreman, “make it eleven dinners and a bale of hay.”