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

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BULKELEY NEWS 21 III. equator freshman math. Bolshevism bunch Germany Latin idealism Look at each word on the left, think what it means, and holler out loudly the word that means just the opposite. The score is the time in seconds; five seconds is rotten, one month is fair. “Eternity is such a long, long time.” Post-War Paragraphs. A hundred thousand captured Huns, a million more or less of guns. De-loused machines and tons and tons of German-made commodities. Some cannon and some cooking stoves and generals, captains, other coves were chased behind in droves and droves along with other oddities. Our line extends from left to right, along the Meuse, thence to the height of Brandeville and out of sight. It really is too long to note. We’ve captured many a town and wood and hill and vale where towns have stood, we’ve taken everything we should and tied the can to Willie’s goat. The captured roads are poor, not fair, supplies are normal everywhere; Morale is quite beyond compare, the men are all in clover. The visibility now is fine—there are no Germans on the Rhine. So let’s uncork a little wine, the awful war is over. He is a type particularly worried about “when do we eat.” He will cheerfully rise on his hind legs when occasion warrants. He knocks everything and everybody including his own classmates and officers but that is his privilege. If a lower classman attempts to do it, he instantly spoils him for all future use. He is raipd with his hands if not with his head. He has a deep abiding love for all Freshmen. He has a wild antipathy for anything that looks like Latin. He has the nerves of a man, the mind of a child, and the temperament of a prima donna. A Jeneral View of a Junior.

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20 bulkeley news Simple Success. You will find there are simple things that tend to success. The first is good health. It is impossible for a boy or man to work against that handicap. The next thing is honesty, for when dishonesty is discovered, success is at an end and failure begins. The third essential is education; without education it is impossible to climb to any important position; and the fourth essential is work. “Nuf sed. Get busy.” The New Psychological Tests: I. s s s s s s s sssssss sssssss sssssss sssssss With your pencil or fountain pen cross out every “S”. Your intelligence is graded according to the result. Under five seconds is perfection, sixty seconds is excellent; sixty-one seconds is poor. Not to do it at all shows intelligence beyond which there is no going. II. With your pencil make a dot under any two of these letters X Y Z A B C, and a colon after the shortest of these words “League of Nations.” Then if Senator Borah loves the President roll over on your back; but if not, lift one foot gracefully above the other. If you believe that Prohibition is a square deal, write “yes” here ------. If you do not favor Prohibition, deal them over. If you think the whole darned social system is rotten, sit right where you are; if you think everything is lovely in the best possible of worlds, write a letter to Ja Da. Complete this sentence “Oh, Minnie------for me.” If you think a test like this proves that you are more intelligent than you believed you were, write “no” here -------. If you think not, what are you taking this test for anyway?

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22 BULKELEY NEWS Fowler’s Flament. I fox trot, one-step, and shimmie all day, Each night it is three when my shanks hit the hay; I hound the tea dancers and guzzle the tea. Sweet girls and their mothers go wild over me. Indifference. “That’s an awful Jane you travel with, Bab.” Bab walks away whistling “She’s Venus de Milo to Me.” Whiton’s Wheeze. Its feet were raised on wooden pegs That threw them out of line; Its shoulders seemed to counterfeit Kyphosis of the spine. With oppressive scent ’twas tainted And its phig was brightly painted, Any student here acquainted With this specimen of MINE ? The things we admire most in other men are the qualities we should develop in ourselves. Think it over. We wish to introduce Mr. James Russell Lowell, a cultivated gentleman, an American, a writer of charm, a man of books, one who browsed around in a library of four thousand volumes, for whom it was easy to say things in the form of a quotation, a good critic and interpreter with ideas of his own. He was a democrat—in fundamental ways one of the deepest we have ever had. To him democracy was more than a scheme of government—it was a spirit of life whose mission would not be fulfilled until every man strong in his personal independence was linked to his fellow man through a free and joyous co-operation based on intelligence. “Boy, page Mr. Le Paige, he has been sticking the hotel.” —Phil. Think it over.