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

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10 BUIyKELEY NEWS Diary Notes of a W. M. I. Girl. March i. So this starts the new month. Cloudy, as usual—I mean mentally. Well, if we’re not bothered by a bunch of B. B. (Bulklley Bolsheviki) hanging around, it will be some relief. March 2. Oh ! Hyacinth, we have a wonderful new attraction to our school. It is a taxi service which brings our fair (?) damsels to school morningly and takes them home afternnonly, (apologies to Webster’s dictionary). The proprietor of this rushing business is “Brick” Fowler. I know all the girls wish him the highest of success and hope he will continue the good work. March 3. Bill Wadleigh, I notice, is an interesting observer of aeroplanes. He is especially fond of looking Heavenward when walking wTith a lady from W. M. I. by Pete’s, Pat’s, or the Boston Candy. Well,—what of it, we all have our fads. Bill’s just happens to be noticeably “airy”. March 4. For those unable to read figures (in any sense) I will let them know today is March fourth. March 5. I don’t know how it is that Fitch finds Noauk the nearest port from which he can escort charming ladies to the movies. Personally I think Groton is geographically nearer—and besides think of the saving in car fare. Editor’s Note. The diary readings of the next four days were not published. They contained a lot of that---- anyway, you fellows wouldn’t enjoy it. March 10. A number of us were debating this great and weighty question today. How will Bob McBride tie his tie this summer without either a mirror, or one of us to do it for him ? This might appear like a nonsensical question; yet you must remember that Bob’s tie is just as important to him as having his cuffs a few yards below his jacket sleeves. March ii. The fellows ought to have good luck today at the popular game. I believe it’s 11 that wins. March 12. If this were October it would be the 427th anniversary of the discovery of America—but it isn’t so I will “sail on and on” into tomorrow. March 13. Today is unlucky for some and sums. I failed in math., and got some talking to at home. Just the same, summing it all up, I had some time. March 14. The ticker says the price of chewing gum is going up. I’m not fretting about the advance personally as I am for others. Abe Gipstein, Mdunis, and Skip MacDonald are going to be hit hard with the advance in the price of the aforesaid article. It is said it is their only means of keeping time while dancing—poor fellows. March 15. At last I found some one who doesn’t like to collect

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A Perfect Day Two men were seen together One young, the other gray. Said the Old unto the Younger, “Pray tell me what you consider An ideal perfedt day.” At this the Youth responded With gesture of the hand, “You have me now abounded, For the answer’s so unbounded I hope you understand. In days of sunfiy summer I’d leave it all to them In bed I’d have my dinner, With more than plain sweet cider, And rise at 1 p. m. At polo, golf, or tennis An hour or two I’d pass. Then at a tea where life is bliss, I would not be a bit remiss; But still plan the eve with class. A banquet or a dance With ‘wine, women, and song,’ Or a brilliant cabaret perchance With mirth and gayety enhanced, And merriment ’till dawn. In the ‘wee small hours’ then I close this life of joy and play Thus leave the men and women. So this is my conception of An ideal perfedt day.’’ Then when the Youth had finished The old man spake to him, “My boy if you do all you say— Pray God, forgive your sin. You knoweth not a perfedt day.” —A. H. Gipstein ’20.

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BULKELEY NEWS 11 money, and that general exception is Jimmie MacMahon. According to Hoyle, Jimmie was asked by his employer to do some financial collecting. The elements must have been against Jimmie for it was raining that day. He said the rain made the figures blurr. I guess they did more than that—they must have made the job blurr; at least, Jimmie isn’t holding it down any more. March 16. Today is Sunday and Sunday is church----for some. But in the afternoon a number of B. B. go up to Norwich to look or overlook the blushing maids of the hilly town. It seems to me that a city as inland as Norwich is certainly fortunate in having so many fish. March 17. Hurrah! St. Patrick’s day and the wearing of the green. We girls decorated ourselves in the memorial color, but none of us had anything on Brick Fowler’s Vanloou collar and green tie. More Irish in the boy than most of us think. March 18. Terrible catastrophe today. I was handed 3 demerits at at once—oh mama. March 19. Great news by B. L. P. (Bulkeley Lesswire Press). Bob McBride and Pendleton have anchored in a new harbour of attraction; it being as I have learned a candy store at the end of Connecticut avenue. I’ll let you guess the end. For Bob’s sake, I hear he finds the company of the new attraction more entertaining than that of W. M. I. sophomores. March 20. We adopted a French orphan at school today. Up till this evening none of the girls have seen the orphan or even heard from his parents. —Killian Lester '21