North Quincy High School - Manet Yearbook (North Quincy, MA)
- Class of 1932
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Text from Pages 1 - 36 of the 1932 volume:
"THAT CREAMY MILK"
JOHN E. COX
D Candy Bars at Wholesale
The preference which our two stores have won has
been won only by the high standard maintained
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ways like a course in geography.
The shelves are the maps-and on
them we hnd represented the import-
ant countries of the World.
fllXYe locate, at once, China's tea and
ginger . . . Indiaas chutney . . . sar-
dines from Norway, cheese and choc-
olate froin Holland, pate de foie gras,
olive oil and perfumes from France,
plump green olives from Spain, jam
and biscuits from Old England . . .
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globe in its search for all that is choice
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NORTH QUINCY HIGH SCHOOL
School News Editor
Club Editor '
ALRIC SMITH I
Girls' Athletic Editor
Boys' Athletic Editor
Assistants to BI.-XNET Staff
Front Row-Anna Cashman, Priscilla Wallace.
Bernice Lyford, Marion Acker, Janette Walt.
Back Row-Albert Ne1son,, James Johnstone,
Robert Phillips, Robert Seitz, Edward Hall.
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From left to right-Francis Haggerty, Kenneth Trott,
Scott Smeaton, Charles King, John King, Mam-
agerg George Neilson, George Wanzer, Ruth Todd,
Bettina Hayden. Walter Powell not in picture.
Advertising Staff of MIXNET
ln 1928 was printed the first issue of our
school magazine. The name ttManeti' mean-
ing "it remains " was chosen for its significance.
But not only the "Manet" has remained
through the years.
A fine spirit of helpfulness, loyalty, friendli-
ness and progress has been shown. A survey of
the school will reveal many things which would
not be possible without these qualities.
If it were not for the helpfulness of the boys
and girls many families might have had a less
happy Christmas. Toys and games as well as
clothing were brought to Miss Connick, our
sewing teacher. who saw that they were put in
condition to be given out and then were sent
to the Family XVelfare Society for distribution.
North won the city championship in basket-
ball. A fine spirit of loyalty was shown there.
The players were so loyally supported that
new life and pep was put into them urging
them on to victory.
An example of progress is shown in our
orchestra. Some of the instruments belong to
the city, enabling pupils to have an opportunity
to learn to play. This urge to progress is not
confined to individuals but to the school as a
whole. Nearly everyone liege at North is try-
ing to get the most he can out of his school
'Were it not for the human spirit of friendli-
ness between teachers and pupils which can be
seen at almost any time in all the classrooms
these fine virtues would not be encouraged to
remain within our school.
- Anna Cummings, 10-1.
Vile welcome to our school the following
teachers: Mr. Frank MacDonald, assistant prin-
cipal 5-' Mr. Roger Bacon, Miss Elizabeth Baker,
Miss Sara Bennett, Mr. Frederic Buck, Miss
Lylian Eko, Miss Kathleen Hacker, Mr. John
Hofferty, Miss Esther Kimball, Miss Evelyn
Lindquist, Miss Lucy Marr, Miss Astrid Mo-
-line, Miss Eleanor Reddy, Mrs. Bethel B. Ross,
Miss Roberta Webster-Smith, Miss Helvi Stm-
delin, Mr. Walter War1'iner.
May their teaching days at North be happy
A NEW PLAN
For the first time in the history of the
Quincy educational system the junior and
senior high school is under the same roof.
This year we have welcomed into our school
the sophomore class which is the first step in
enlarging the North Junior High School into
the North Quincy High School.
A new wing accommodates this new class
of over three hundred boys and girls. The
cafeteria was .enlarged to over twice its original
size. New cooking rooms, a sewing room,
science rooms, and a typewriting room, all
fully equipped, are at the service of the pupils.
Many new clubs have been formed. Two
assemblies, one for seventh and eighth grades,
and one for ninth and tenth grades have been
arranged each week and more traffic officers
have been put on duty to make this new system
move along smoothly.
The present sophomore class will build up
senior grades as they advance, and will be the
first class to graduate from the North Quincy
Anna Cummings, 10-1.
OUR ADDRESSAPHONE SYSTEM
North Quincy High is very fortunate in being
supplied with one of the best addressaphone
systems. It excells by far the old audiophone
system which was removed last year. Vifhend it
was installed it required new speakers, ampli-
fiers and controls.
The addressaphones are controlled from the
office, with an auxiliary control box in the
moving picture booth at the rear of the
In the office, by Mr. Collins' desk, is one of
the control boxes, finished in black. Through
a wire screen may be seen amplifying tubes.
In the middle of a panel is an amplifying
switch, which turns on the current. Vtlhen this
switch is on, a red light glows. At the right of
the panel are three switches, one for the
speakers in tl1e old building, one for the
speakers in the new building, and one for the
monitor, or office speaker. On the left are four
switches, one to connect the phonograph, an-
other the radio, and the other two connect the
office and auditorium microphones respectively.
There also is a dial controlling the volume.
The control box in the auditorium is prac-
tically the same as the one in the office, with an
amplifying switch in the middle, and a switch
on the right which turns on the speakers and
sends the program to the office from which it
is relayed to the room speakers. One switch
on the left controls the microphone and the
phonograph when in the auditorium, another
the office and auditorium microphones.
XVhen a program is to be sent from the audi-
torium throughout the school both control
boxes must be used. The same thing applies
when a program is sent from the ofiice to the
auditorium or gymnasium.
The gymnasium speakers are turned on in
the gymnasium, but the switch in the auditor-
ium must also be on.
Robert B. Keith.
CHRISTMAS WELFARE WORK
North spirit came to the front again when a
call was sent to the student body to participate
in bringing joy and happiness to the needy
families of Quincy. The school responded Well,
as usual, and Room 8, Miss Connick's room,
took immediate charge, under the leadership
of its home room president, Virginia Andros.
The girls wrapped and packaged the toys,
clothing, and food. North's contribution will
surely be appreciated.
Robert B. Keith, 10-4.
BACKING THE STUDENT COUNCIL
I have been thinking about this subject quite
a bit lately. Do we back the Student Council
to the best of our ability? You know that you
voted and selected your council members. If
you don 't back them at all times how do you
expect them to do their best for your school
and your home room?
VVe have always said that CO-OPERATION
is one of the keynotes of success. In any and
all things that the council tries to put over for
the benefit of the pupils of the North Quincy
High School we should help the council
Helen M. Vandeleur.
The word citizenship most people erroneously
apply only to conduct. A good school citizen
must also be industrious, reliable, co-operative,
courteous, and punctual. An industrious stu-
dent does the work as it is assigned, following
the very helpful slogan "Never put off 'til
tomorrow, what you can do today." A reli-
able pupil has the work done when it is due.
This is even more important in the higher
grades when more home work is required.
An active school citizen co-operates for the
benefit of his fellow pupils because in a group
there is strength. A courteous student must
always remember that "manners are the happy
ways of doing things." In order to have a
high standard in citizenship one must be punc-
tual. This habit helps one succeed in business.
social and civic affairs.
NVhat a person is, depends as much upon his
ideals and habits as upon his knowledge. Good'
school citizenship is a solid foundation for later
Marion Dillon, 10-7. H
Q SHORT STORY CONTEST
Many and varied were the contributions to
the Short Story Contest. A committee of
teachers consisting of Mr. Hofferty, chairmang
Miss Bradley, Miss Gomley, Miss Currier, and
Miss Marriner acted as judges.
The first prize of three dollars was won by
Mabel MacDonald of the tenth grade, the
second prize of two dollars was given to Eliza-
beth Balcom, of the tenth grade, the third prize
of one dollar was won by Elinor Reilly of the
First honorable mention was attained by
Marjorie Bennington of the ninth grade, second
honorable mention by Hazel Borne of the tenth
grade and third honorable mention by Priscilla
lVallace of the ninth grade.
First honorable mention in poetry was given
to Bernice Lyford of the ninth grade for her
poem on t'Sunset", second honorable mention
to Elizabeth Balcom of the tenth grade for her
poem on "Yision"g third honorable mention to
Hazel Borne of the tenth grade for her poem on
THE FORERUNNER -A TRUE STORY
It was night. A glorious harvest moon rode
majestically across a starlit sky, shedding her
silvery light on field and grove, wooded hill and
quiet valley. Across the fields a beautiful river
wound its graceful way to the sea. Like a
silver ribbon it lay reflecting on its placid sur-
face the illumination of the heavens. '
Grandmother and I sat beside the window.
Mother and Brother Bruce had gone to the
post-office and general store which held forth
in the next village to ours, a distance of about
two miles. We were alone, except for our be-
loved little Scotch Terrior, Sandy, who lay con-
tentedly snoring at our feet. Nearby stood a
chenile covered table, on which sat a large
pedestalled oil lamp, its fat bowl gay with scar-
let flannel, which floated slowly around in the
oil. But tonight the lamp was not burning.
Grandmother loved to sit in the moonlight and
look out across the river beyond which lay her
father's farm, where on a slight eminence, be-
side a clump of evergreen trees, stood her
father's house, the house in which she was
born, reared, and married.
Grandmother was a wonderful story teller,
but only under certain conditions. There' must
be quiet, we must pay attention, and we must
believe what she told us. And tonight when
she asked me to "blow out the lamp," and
come sit beside her, I knew I was to hear some-
thing that happened in the "long, long ago."
First, she told me of an incident in the life
of the late Queen Victoria, who was Grand-
mother's ideal of all that was fine and noble in
womanhood. Then came a story of the elves
which were supposed to inhabit the lakes and
streams, valleys and hills, of old Scotland.
At a most interesting point in the story, we
suddenly heard voices, the familiar voices of
mother and Brother Bruce, coming from the
direction of the path, which led from the main
road, but was hidden from our view, by the
great barn. I sprang up and ran to the door,
but as I opened it the voices'seemed to fade
away-and no one appeared around the corner
of the barn. At the same moment, Sandy, who
had followed me, raised his head and emitted
a long, doleful cry. Grandmother rose hastily
and closed the door. She patted the trembling
Sandy head and spoke a quiet word to him,
and then returned to her chair by the window.
I was puzzled by what had happened, but
Grandmother only answered my surprised ex-
clamations by asking me to be seated again
beside her, and to be very quiet.
After perhaps three or four minutes, the
voices of mother and Bruce again came clearly
to our listening ears. Again I ran and opened
the door, but as before the voices died out and
no one appeared. And once more, Sandy gave
tongue in a long mournful wail. This time I
was really alarmed, and nervously questioned
Grandmother as to her opinion of the strange
occurrence. "It is a forerunner, child," she
"A forerunner, what is that Grandmother?"
"It is the sign that is sent to the Mac-
Neilsf, she replied, in a low and reverent
voice. fGrandmother was a lVIacNeil.j "We
call it the forerunner. It appears in many a
guise, some one of which comes to us before
great trouble, death, or disaster. VVe shall
hear some news tonight. I have been warned
to be prepared, and Sandy has seen what we
have only heard, for dogs you know have the
gift of second sight."
And so Grandmother sat, with tightly clasped
hands and gently swaying body, while I with
pounding heart crouched beside her, holding
fast to her skirts.
Then for the third time we heard the voices,
but this time they had a reality and nearness,
and in a moment the forms of mother and
Bruce appeared on the path which led from
the barn to the house. VVhen they had entered
the house, and the lamp had been lighted, I
knew at once from the gravity of their faces
and by their subdued voices, that something
unusual had occurred. And then they told us.
Mother had received a letter that night from
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her brother, who lived at some distance, telling
her of the death of his only son, who had been
drowned the previous day. He was learning
to swim and had been seized with cramps.
Grandmother still sat with folded hands and
swaying body, and I could hear her repeat
softly, "Ooh, och, yes, yes, it was the fore-
runner as I very well knew. The voices and
the cries of Sandy could mean but one thing
to a 3IacNeil, news of sorrow and sudden
death." And Sandy, sensing Grandmother's
grief, came over and gently licked her hands.
Mabel MacDonald, 10.
WAN LEE'S BOWL
The length of Mervin Street contained within
its boundaries and tributaries the city 's China-
town. Quite like the Chinatowns of most cities
the streets were lined with laundries, little
oddity shops and restaurants from whose doors,
odors of mysterious origin stole tantalizingly
when fog hung its curtain over the city. In-
deed the whole street was pervaded with a
ghostly tracing of scent associated with the
Oriental, vaguely reminiscent of the crowded,
narrow thoroughfares of Shanghai and Pekin.
In the cold light of dawn when the empty
street showed bare and dirty, when the signs
clattered and a whisp of paper danced rattling
down the gutter with the wind, Mervin Street
closely resembled the other streets of the down-
town slum district. But in the evening the old
street came out of its doors and donned a dif-
ferent aspect. Shadowy figures in long gar-
ments flitted to and fro among the circles of
light patterned by the street lamps. the soft
monotonous patter of Oriental voices formed a
blur of sound and the pungent tang of incense
floated imperceptibly on the air. Then Mervin
Street became intangible, bafflingly distant, a
closed door. .
The warmth of morning gilded its lacquered
signs and peeked between its closed shutters
and Chinatown became once more friendly.
Delightful little yellow babies with mops of
shiny black hair played about its door steps
and soft eyed little women bargained with
Charlie Tan-Fu at his food shop on the corner.
Between Sam Yen's laundry and Lin Tsu's
bulb store across from the importing house of
the Honourable Kwong Tu-Hsiang was a little
shop of only one window over which swiuig a
black sign lettered in red and gold-XVan Lee
--surmounted by some Chinese characters
which literally translated meant. "Pin-veyor of
baublcs. trinkets and articles of pleasing love-
The one window was lined with gold cloth
which shone dimly in the shadows of the recess.
The only object in the window was a bowl. A
bowl seeming ordinary at first glance. lovely
at the second, and incomparably beautiful on
still further inspection. It was of green flecked
with white and so delicately thin that the warm
rays of the sun shone through it with a clear
green light. Its shape was of an exceedingly
graceful symmetry, supported by six carven
onyx claws. As the light fell through the side a
most exquisite pattern was revealed, so lightly
and finely traced as to be almost imperceptible.
The lip of the bowl represented a line of water
breaking over the edge so that the bowl 'of
green light appeared to be brimming with a
clear translucent liquid.
For many years the bowl had remained in
lVan Lees window undisturbed except for an
occasional cleaning. For many years VVan Lee
had kept his bowl despite the temptation of
fabulous sums which had been offered con-
stantly for it.
One day a man had entered the little shop
with its dark shadows lit by flickering tapers.
which threw back countless gleams from metals
on the shelves. glowed in the heart of the large
ruby which reposed on the lap of a small deity,
and shone on the polished brow of a huge
ivory joss. He stood and listened speculatively
to the distant tiny chimes of miniature temple
bells set swinging by his entrance, shifted from
one foot to the other and gazed about him with
a slightly uneasy expression.
Presently be became aware of a small man
seated behind the counter. An odd personagc.
very bent and old, wearing a skull cap and a
dark flowered robe. His face was old and
wizened and a slender whisker depended from
the lower lip. His eyes were kindly and very
ancient, old rather with age than age yet under-
standing and human in their aspect. The bony
hands were delicate and worn yet sensitive.
they trembled slightly as he laid aside a roll
of parchment and rose to greet his customer.
"You wish-, gentleman?" with a slight ges-
ture that indicated the miscellany of the shop.
The man absently flapped his gloves against
the counter then looked up at the Chinese.
"YVell-er-to tell you tl1e truth Mr Lee, I'm
a collector, a connoisseur of Oriental antiqua-
tion. I believe the bowl in your window tl1c
product of a certain house whose work is ex-
tremely rare. I would like to price it if possi-
ble. You see. Mr. Lee. I have been very frank
with you as I realize from your display of goods
that you must have an expert understanding of
"Ah, my dear sir. the bowl is yours already.
Yours for the seeing and therefore inconceiv-
ably more precious. since in your imagination
the bowl will be complete, superb as the won-
derful mind conceives its image in all its orig-
inal perfection and surrounds it with the
glamor of remembered beauty. If I should sell
you my bowl it would of necessity become a
possession cheapened by .contact and as the
years progressed, seen by you alone it would
lose a fraction of its lustre and become merely
--a bowl. No, I cannot sell to you my bowl I
can only give it to you thus."
'With a puzzled frown the rich man contein-
plated the top of his gold headed cane, glanced
specnlatively at an ebony statuette and finally
his eyes travelled back to the calm face of
"Ah, yes, indeed, I see your point. Very
lovely and all that but-"
He paused as VVan Lee's face became imper-
The ancient Chinese replied, t'No, and again
no. For twenty-seven years this bowl has been
in the possession of every passerby for him to
delight in. Shall I take it from them and place
it behind the closed doors of your home?"
The man with a slightly uncomfortable feel-
ing straightened his hat and left with a few
mumbled words of farewell.
Behind him in the little shop VVan Lee shook
his head slowly and sighed. Suddenly his face
lighted-up as he perceived another entering.
Leaving his seat behind the counter he pro-
ceeded to greet his visitor.
"Wan Lee you have sent for me?"
'fYes, my dear friend. At last I may grant
the wish you have held these many years. I
am very old and of late I have heard the great
Tsen-Ling call. I' wish to return to China that
I may lay my so humble body at the feet of my
honorable ancestors. Now, Huy Vlfong I have
sent for you that I may give my bowl to you."
"Ah, NVan Lee, you are most generous, I and
all the others know how you have kept your
bowl to express your beautiful philosophy. It
will be placed where all visitors shall most
easily view its sublime perfection and thus
prolong the joy you have so long imparted.
But, O IVan Lee I am very sad when I think
of Mervin Street without your little shop?
Then with a happy smile VVan Lee with the
curator of Chinese Antiquity in the Municipal
Museum passed into another room.
A few days later the rich man passing
through Mervin Street signalled his chauffeur
to stop before the little shop with the one win-
dow. Eagerly he crossed the street questing
another sight of the beautiful bowl. In the win-
dow an ivory Buddha reposed serenely, the bowl
was gone. As he retraced his steps and climbed
into the car he muttered, "Queer, these
Elizabeth Balcom, I0-2.
In this peaceful aftermath it occurs to me
that I might have saved myself much trouble
by not accepting Elizabeth's invitation, if I
may call it that. Indeed, I have always des-
pised my elder sister. I recall a great joy and
sense of relief when she married some fool
French painther, who was moreover a drunkard
and gambler, and was disowned by my irate
father. But then, as the message seemed ui-
gent and life here at home seemed dull, I con-
descended to accept. Dear father objected, of
course, and stormed about, muttering and curs-
ing while I packed, but I, being his only son
and heir, must needs have my own say in such
matters. But so much for that, I do not wish
to appear conceited.
The required arrangements having been
made, I started from Liverpool and reached
Paris just in time for dinner. From there I
went directly to the chateau. I had not visited
there on any previous occasion and was not at
all familiar with the surroundings, but with the
aid of my coeher I was able to find it. My first
impression was that the place very well suited
my sister in that it was grim yet stolid and not
at all fantastic or romantic in appearance as I
had hoped. Elizabeth had purchased it from
one of the innumerable families of lesser no-
bility who had been forced, under conditions
of dire necessity, to sell their homes., Eliza--
beth, I am quite ashamed to admit, stole the
money from her fool husband to buy the in-
fernal place. But then, Elizabeth was never
of the virtuous type, she lived only to makea
living, not a life, and used no discretion in
doing so. Pierre, her husband, sometimes did
excellent work and sold it to friends or rathei
acquaintances at gambling houses. I was
greeted at the door by an old wizened butler
who admitted me unceremoniously and sum-
moned me to follow him. Doing so I found my-
self led to what I thought must be the living
room. And there I saw my stupid sister sitting
on the divan, snifiiing, and reading her nightly
chapter of Bible at intervals. She looked up at
my entrance and, mon Dieu, it was a tear-
stained face that was turned to me so beseech-
ingly, a quality which I did not recognize in
such a woman. She clasped my hand in her
clainniy ones and thanked me profusely for
"Frederick, don't be angry," she said in a
broken voice, "but you were the only one I
could appeal to-because it must not be known
outside, it must not become a scandal?
"VVhat, woman. surely you have caused
enough disturbance by sending for me without
any apparent good reason."
Perhaps I did speak a trifle contemptuously,
for she burst out into hysterical sobs and wrung
her clumsy hands pathetically. I sickened at
the sight but inquired more gently.
"XVhat is it, Elizabeth?" I asked. HIS it
She nodded and stopped weeping and looked
"Yes," she replied, t'it's Pierre, he and that
brat. Sit down and I'll tell you." And then
after a pause she continued, "He came home
last night and with him was a girl, Frederick!
Of course I have always known him to be wild.
But to bring her here, here in my home! And
that is not all, that is not the worst. She has
some awful disease, and Frederick, I think it 's
I was astounded, even horrified. And hot
blood surged up to my head. iVhat right had
she to bring me here, into the presence of a
leper? Confound her. But I would show her.
I would leave her to deal with her paranoiac
husband alone as she well deserved. VVithout
a word I turned and would have left the room
had she not grabbed my arm and detained me.
I pulled my arm away and glared at her. But
she was not daunted. I considered it carefully.
Mter all it was hardly probable that I would
contract the disease by merely remaining in
the same house. Elizabeth had kept her locked
in a small room at the back of the house. I
was even curious to see the creature. But I
decided to wait until morning and went to bed
only to toss about all night dreaming horrible
In the morning I attempted to figure out the
situation. XVhat else could I do but transport
the girl to a leper colony such as Molokia.
Elizabeth had thought of doing this but had
not known just how to go about it. First I
would take a look at her. The room was Qn
the second floor. The old butler led me to it
dingily raised the curtain of the window of the
door. I looked in and saw the girl kneeling by
the bedside with her head bent onto her
clasped hands. She heard us at the door and
stood up quickly.
And she was the most beautiful girl I had
ever seen or ever will see. She looked like a
wilted flower standing there in a loose black
garment like a monk's cowl with the hood
pushed back, with a cord wound twice about
her slender waist. She looked like a nun and
the ecclesiastical garb accentuated her saintly
countenance, her oval face, wistful drooping
mouth and melancholy grey-blue eyes. Her
hair was pushed back from her brow and let
fall in its natural waves, soft and glossy as a
child black as a raven 's wing. In her right
hand she clutched a rosary. I cannot describe
further. I was at sea what to do. Certainly I
would not send this child, of perhaps seventeen
years. away to a desolate isle to waste away her
All of that day and the next I pondered
eeaselessly. I paced the floor clasping and
unelasping my hands. Finally I decided
definitely. I would appeal to my friend Doctor
Froswell. I would even bring the girl to
Lourdes if necessary. I would do anything with
probabilities. This girl had adeeted me
strangely. It seemed inexplicable. I am a
man of forty and long since past the age of
infatuation. At any rate I sat down at my
desk and wrote to Croswell. Every minute
counted but I wrote at length and in detail,
careful that there was no omission. Surely
he would answer such a plea. I sent one of
the younger servants with the message. A day
later my dear friend arrived, greatly con-
I turned the patient over to him iinmediately
and trusted in him to do his best. And fan-
tastic as it may seem to you, dear reader, she
became well again although it was after what
seemed to me to be an unending number of
weeks and days. I am a man of law and do
not pretend to comprehend medicine, in the
least, but I do know that she was cured by the
oil of a certain Chinese tree called chaulmoovra
The child is now attending a school of ballet
in Moscow and I am making arrangements to
adopt her. She is a genius of dance I am told.
She expresses youth and innocence unsurpassed.
And I rejoice that I have given her a new life.
That alone is worth all of that awful experi-
ence. And perhaps I am a better man for all
Elinor Reilley, I0-2.
NEVER, FOR ALL THE FISH AT SEA
Mr. Oxford, a famous photographer and his
assistant, Jim Dawes, left for Gloucester to take
pictures of fishing aboard a schooner which
was to sail at 6.00 the next morning. Mr.
Oxford was not to accompany Jim on the trip,
and, save his camera, he was entirely friendless
on this strange adventure.
The schooner bore the name of the "Jessie
Silva. " The burly captain was a Portuguese as
well as the ignorant and superstitious crew.
At the scheduled time the next morning the
"Jessie Silva" sailed majestically out of the
foggy harbor, her sails flapping in the wind,
which was already too high and swift to pre-
dict fair weather for the first day of the three-
day trip. On the deck stood Jim, watching the
harbor grow smaller. The crew were already
doing their daily tasks, some singing and talk-
ing in their native tongue. The captain paced
the deck, his hands clasped tightly behind his
fat body, a dark frown enveloped his ugly
Gradually the wind rose so that within two
hours it was shrieking around the "Jessie
Silva" until it seemed as if it would be torn
apart. XVhen it became too rough. Jim went
to his cabin for a last inspection of his camera.
By the time the boat had reached the fishing
limit, a strong storm was raging. The rain fell
in sheets and the waves were crashing over the
fragile railings of the boat. The little boat,
dropped anchor and lay rocking piteously in
the merciless storm.
The captain emerged from his cabin and
shouted to the crew, who were wrapped in
heavy rubber clothing, "Launch de boats, row
out a leetle way and cast de nets. Queek, I
care not for dees 'little' storm or how long he
Through shouts of protest, the boats were
launched a11d away the sailors rowed. Later
they came back with the sad report that one
of the crew had been drowned when his boat
overturned and there were no fish caught.
Dawes, disgusted went to his cabin for it was
to have been his job to photograph the cleaning
and weighing the fish. The crew went to the
quarters but still the captain walked the deck.
Late that night, an earnest conversation was
being held in the crew's quarters. The crew
were talking in a large group. One man cried,
"VVe must get reed of dees peecture man. He
ees making de feesh run away and he make
our man drown! I tell you, tomorrow night I
weel go to hees cabin and knife heem. VVhat
you say to dat my friends?"
Through shouts and cheers it was learned
that Dawes was a jynx to these ignorant and
The next day the storm did not abate, but
continued. Again the catch was small
Toward nightfall Dawes went to his cabin to
retire. About 3.30 A. M. he was awakened by
a sound of stealthy footsteps approaching his
cabin door! Sitting abruptly up in his bunk,
he snatched his gun from under his pillow and
waited. He sat there about a moment or two
which seemed hours. He looked out of the
window. The storm had died down and the
huge yellow moon spread a golden ray across
the still black water.
Suddenly, he was startled to hear the foot-
steps stop in front of his door. He saw the
knob move back-back-back and crash! Into
the cabin rushed the leader of the crew. I-Ie
was naked down to the waist. In his hand he
carried a huge knife. VVith a mad lunge he
dived at the terrified Jim. Grabbing the butt
of his revolver, 'Jim cracked the man, who,
with a moan, fell heavily to the floor.
Into the cabin the captain ran and cried,
"'What ees dees?" pointing to the still form.
Jim explained the best way possible and then
with a. curse the captain grabbed the body of
the stunned leader and dashed out of the cabin,
slamming the door.
How Jim got through the-night he does not
know to this day for he was "scared pink"
that the crew were coming to seek their revenge
but they did not appear.
'When the "Jessie Silvan docked, Jim rushed
off to his employer's office in Boston. When
he burst into the door of the oflice, the em-
ployer echoed a. cry of surprise. J IM 'S ONCE
DARK HAIR HAD TURNED PURE VVHITE
After he related his experiences he said,
"Sir, I'd never go again for all the fish at
Jim is now the head photographer for a
leading newspaper of New York and this is
how he told it to me.
Marjorie Bennington, 9-2.
Casey Riggs was an honest man. So he told
himself and all his associates. Casey had ua
peculiar brand of conscience, it had elastic
qualities. Nobody but Casey himself under-
stood Casey 's moral code.
On this particular day he was walking down
High Main Street just keeping his eyes open
for good-fortune. Suddenly he stopped. A
large, elegant-looking lady descended from a
long black car and stepped across the pave-
ment into an exclusive shop. In her progress
she dropped her purse, unnoticed by herself
or, so thought Casey, passersby.
In the same instant that the purse left the
corpulent lady's arm, Casey's conscience was
stretching. Almost at the identical moment of
the purses landing, Casey turned his head.
This was done so that when he looked back,
the lady would have vanished, and Casey, not
knowing to whom the purse belonged, and
knowing that "all cops were crooks," he needs
must keep the purse-and its contents.
His soul satisfied, Casey turned his head and
took a step toward the spot of the bag's fall.
lt was gone! In that instant, someone less
conscientious had seized the object of Casey's
Bitterly denouncing dishonest men, and fate,
and everything in general, Casey shuffled down
the street, turned the corner and swiped an
apple carelessly from a fruit stall. Munching
his prize, he shuffled on, cursing the god who
Hazel Borne, 10.
LOVE, LUCK, AND FATE
What was it that made Mr. Boyd, the most
severe teacher in the Wilson School for Boys,
to whom daily chastisement for the rnerest of
offences were a daily occurrence, offer a new
five dollar bill to the pupil whose grading in
scholarship and deportment was the best for
That was love.
lVhat was it that made Karl Schmidt, the
little foreign boy, whose parents, although ex-
tremely poor, had determined to send him to
a good American school, be the very one who.
with a happy smile on his usually sad face.
walk to the front of the room to receive from
the beaming teacher the coveted reward?
That was luck.
YVhat was it that made the same happy boy
lose, on his way home, the money wlnch he
received that morning?
That was fate.
lVhat was it that made Peter Steele. whose
parents were equally as poor and who had
tried. to the best of his ability to 'earn the money
for his parents, watch with a sinking heart
another boy earn the much desired prize?
That was fate.
XYhat was it that made the much disap-
pointed Peter, on his way home that evening.
ind a well worn purse, bearing the initials
"K. with the money inside?
That was luck.
VVhat was it that made Peter, after a battle
with his conscience, take to Karl 's humble home
and give back to him the money which he had
That was love. A
XVhat was it that made Karl, with a brilliant
light in his eyes, divide equally the money?
That was the greatest love of all.
Priscilla Xvallace, 9-3.
The tops of pointed pines arise
Against the glowing sunset skies:
The sun, a ball of molten gold,
Appears to have settled on the crest
Of yonder mountain in the west.
Lending the sky its brilliant hue
lVhich melts above into softest blue.
The night-bird callsg its shrill notes wake
Echoes far across the lake:
No breeze stirs through the woodland dalesg
Tl1e stillness of the night prevails:
The lake reflects the gold and green
And mirrors the beauty of the scene.
Sinking. a crimson blaze in the west.
The sun now leaves the world at rest:
No human voice to break the still,
Softly the shadows fall, until
The evening star gleams far away.
Eclioes cease, 'tis the end of day.
Life would be a crystal draught
For which through aeons I had sought
From a rounded. golden bowl.
The world's not so precious. not the whole
And after each sweet taste. then
I'd raise 1111' eyes and drink again.
Till at last when all was done,
And all my drops were gone but one.
I'd throw my head back with a sigh
And. lifting sad eyes to the sky.
See a light 119'G1' seen before.
Hear celestial music soar.
The sound of white rays as they met
Till. with the aching glory. my eyes wet,
I would drink the last drop up
And laughing. throw away the cup.
Elizabeth Balcom. 10
CLOUD F ANCIFS
Swift. oh swift. thou lady moon.
Across the night sky. soft, star-strewn,
Phantom forms tlit by you. Hist!
Their wisps of gossamer, cloaks of mist
XVrapped round them, iioating out behind,
Hastening past. Moon. art thou blind?
Uh see. they hasten away. away--
Pray. why do you not turn and play?
For see. they all sail swiftly by
To Fairyland. Turn thou and fly.
Oh. whither goest thou, fair moon '?
Fie! Play. for day breaks all too soon.
Come. hast thou done some wrong. in haste
To flee. as though by monsters chased?
Ah. stop. fair moon. the night is sweet,
The stars are hung: the fairies meet
To sing and dance. But thou-oh. tie!
So swift. so white. you hasten by.
Hazel M. Borne 10
THE IVORY PAPER KNIFE
Beverly Hills, the ho1ne of the silver screen
stars, lay simmering in the heat of a. summer 's
morning. A dog barked piercingly somewhere,
a lawnmower whirred in the distance, and a
few high-powered cars whizzed by on the road-
way. The sun poured down from a brilliantly
blue sky, and a locust sang in a eucalyptus tree
that hardly stirred in a faint warm breeze.
Spread over a lounge chair, on a cool ver-
anda was a boy. He was immaculately attired
in white shorts, and through half-closed eyes he
surveyed the stretch of green lawn with its
white crescent of drive and its big trees. The
toe of one of his black and white sport shoes
thumped on the tiles with irritating regularity.
Aside from that he was entirely still, and on
the whole, conveyed the impression that he was
either a permanent invalid or a person ex-
hausted by heat.
Suddenly, inside the house, a telephone
jangled loudly. The boy didn't move. The
gardener, on his knees among the roses. mopped
his perspiring brow, and looked toward the boy.
"You'd best be after answering that there
telephone, Master Nicki," he said. He bore
the imposing name of Fyodor Pakinovitch, tho'
he spoke with a thick Irish voice. '
Nicki sighed languidly. "Oh, all right, tho'
it's probably for Chris," he said, and arose
slowly, and went towards the door. The tele-
phone was growing more insistent as he went.
"Hello,'7 he said, in a dying voice.i "Oh,
Chris?-I'll call him! Oh-oh, no, anything
for you, Margief, He shouted up the stairs.
4'Oh, Chris! Margie 's on the 'phone!"
An irate voice floated down, 'cTell her to
hold the line! I'm not dressed!"
"That's all right," Nicki assured him. '4She
says come just as you are!"
"I can 't," cried Chris, "I'1n in the shower."
Nicki returned to tl1e telephone. "Hello,
Margie, Chris says to hold the line-hels tak-
ing a shower, that's the noise you hear. He 's
awfully noisy. No, that's the lawnmowerf' At
that moment nineteen year old, blond, Chris
dashed down the stairs. "Give me that, you
imp!" He grabbed the 'phone, where upon
Nicki retired into the library to gleefully jiggle
the hook of that 'phone up and down, to the
indignation of Chris.,
we LITERARY 919'
Fifteen minutes later, a big car was gliding
through Beverly Hills, with Nicki sitting be-
side the chauffeur, who also bore a Russian
name, and who was reputed to be the son of
the late Czar of Russia. Certainly, in his dark
and handsome face, there was all the pride of
the Romanoffs, and he wore his chauffeur's
uniform as a prince might wear his. The
Thorpes ran their household with Russian serv-
ants, at least, those with Russian names.
Nicki's real name was Nikolai, but his screen
public knew him as Nicki Thorpe. Chris's
middle name was Alexovitch, but he never told
Chris was vainly trying to say something,
and Nicki, who had installed a siren on the car,
rang it every time he heard Chris' voice. At
last he stopped and kneeling on the cushions,
looked over the back of the seat at his brother.
"VVhat's this?" asked Chris, holding up an
"Its a paper knife," replied Nicki. "An
ivory one, I bought it the other day. It cost
t'VVhat do you want a paper knife for?"
queried Chris. t'It's awfully heavy.'7 The
handle was heavily carved in relief, with
oriental figures. It seemed to be loaded. '
UI don 't want it." said Nicki. "You can
'fWhat would I want it for?" said Chris, but
nevertheless he put it in his pocket. "You
shouldn't waste your money on foolish things.
You might need that five dollars some dayfl
'fHey, Chris," said Nicki after a few minutes'
silence. "VVhat did Margie have to say?"
"None of your business," retorted Chris,
"Never mind," said Nicki, "I know any-
"Look here," said Chris. "I don 't, like you.
The Doctor said to me 'Chris' you've been
blessed by a little brother,' I thought I was
then, but now I know I was cursed."
"How long did it take you to think that one
up?" flashed Nicki, 4'Did you ever think how
I felt when I first looked at you? VVell, I felt
positively nauseated!" He slid around front
again and chattered into the Crown Prince's
ear all the rest of the way.
At the studio Nicki paired off with his bosom
chum, and Chris went oif looking for Margie.
The day passed uneventfully, except when
Nicki ruined a scene by trying to knock Chris
out and Chris replied by turning his brother
over his kneeiand spanking him,
Five o'clock, and a thunder shower was com-
ing up. Chris and Nicki stood outside the studio
gates waiting for the Prince. Chris looked up
at the dark threatening sky, and, as an ominous
growl of thunder sounded, looked down at his
little brother. He suddenly felt fraternal.
How about a soda, Nicki ? he asked. Nicki
"Lead me to it!" he exclaimed.
"Right," said Chris, and they started across
the broad boulevard. At this moment it was
practically deserted. A big car came rolling
along and slowed down beside them. A man
in the front seat leaned out.
"Are you Chris Thorpe?" he asked, in a
"VVhy, yes." answered Chris, puzzled.
'tYou're wanted at police headquarters,"
said the man, flashing a badge. "A fellow was
brought in and he had something of yours.
You 're needed to identify it."
"Something of mine?" said Chris. brows
knitted. t'iVhy, I don 't know-.H
"You'd better go, Chris," said Nicki at his
HAH right," said Chris. 'tl suppose l'd
better. But you stay here and tell the Prince."
He started to climb in, but Nicki saw some-
thing that Chris didn 't. the glint of a revolver
in the stranger 's hand. Nicki shouted a warn-
ing and jumped onto the running board, but a
rough hand knocked him off, and he was sitting
in the middle of the boulevard looking after
the receding car. A policeman came running,
and to him Nicki told his hectic story. Chris
had been kidnapped. k '
Ten minutes later, Nicki, seated between a
couple of policemen in a speeding car, related
the story. There was more than one car out.
It was raining furiously and was already dark.
and Nicki shivered from fear and cold. Speed-
ing along a dark narrow road arched over by
trees, the car suddenly slowed down, ,gave
several snorts, and promptly died. The police-
man at the wheel uttered several choice
epithets, and Nicki said, "I'll go up to this
house and get some water if you wa11t me to."
"All right," said the sergeant. "You men
get out and look around." Nicki started up a
rough path bordered by bushes, with a flash-
light. He fell down once or twice and bruised
his bare knees, but kept on. Suddenly, on the
steps before the house, the ray of the flashlight
fell upon something lying there. Nicki's heart
gave a great start, for it was the ivory paper
He picked it up gingerly and put it in his
pocket. Then Chris was in there! With his
heart thumping furiously, he rangethe bell.
There was a deep silence, broken only by the
sound of rain. Suddenly the big door was
opened, a11d a maid looked at him suspiciously.
"l'd like some water for a car," he said,
hoping she wouldn't perceive his fright.
'tOh, come in," she said. Nicki went in, and
sat uncomfortably on the edge of a chair. He
looked about. and saw what he was looking for,
a confusion of wet footprints on the stairs. He
looked about for a minute and then steadily
crept up the big stair-case, looking around at
each step. He was terribly frightened. He
tracked the footprints to a door upstairs, and
with his hand on the knob looked around the
dimly lighted corridor with apprehension, then
he slowly opened the door. But within there
was just a barely furnished room, and there the
footprints vanished, and there was someone
coming. With one bound, he was across the
room and pulling at the casement window.
Escape was his only motive. A flash of light-
ning illumined the garden below, it was a long
way, but he climbed out onto the trellis and
started down. He fell half the way, and got up
stilily, 'il could have picked a softer place,"
he observed, and then began to walk about the
house. lt was a long way, but he went steadily,
and quietly 'til he came to' a window from
which issued a faint glimmer. 'A quick survey
with his light showed a window seat with
heavy hangings beyond. He climbed in ,as
quietly as he could and peeped through the
curtains. What he saw made him draw back.
quickly. For there was a man sitting at at
desk, back to him, and sitting before him was
Chris. Chris face was white and his nervous
fingers drummed a devil tattoo on the arms of
his chair. ' W
'tStop that drumming," said the man, f'And
come over here. I want you to write a note to
7 " .'
your parents., ' A A
Chris obeyed l1l111,E:lI1Cl sat at the desk. The
man gave him pen and paper. "Write a note,l'
he said, f'And ask for thirty thousand dollars.
Read it aloud to me as you write it." Nicki
strained his ears to hear Chris' voice. His
voice came low and steady. "I'1l write to my
brother. He can get the money and not tell
my parents. 'Dear Nicki'," he wrote slowly,
" 'Take this note and my bank book and draw
thirty thousand dollars. Don't tell Dad and
Mother. Signed Christobal Johann Thorpe'."
Nicki 's heart leaped. Chris had signed the
wrong name! Smart Chris! Then Nicki saw
his opportunity. The man's back was toward
him. Very well ! Nicki moved out steadily and
suddenly brought down the loaded handle of
the paper knife on the ma.n's head. With a
groan he slumped forward, and Chris jumped
t'Nicki!" he cried.
"Sh! Sh ! " cautioned Nickil "Come quickly I"
They went through the window, post haste!
"VVait a minute," said Chris. "Take this
They climbed in and luckily it started easily.
Rolling along the road, Nicki told of what
"Gosh," said Chris, "my own brother." He
put one arm around Nicki. "Guess I can drive
with one hand."
"You've had experiencef' said Nicki.
After a short while he said, "Chrisl Aren't
you glad that I bought that paper knife, and
wasted that money? And isn't spending five
dollars for that better than spending thirty
thousand on kidnappers?'7
"You bet!" said Chris heartily.
Elizabeth Ogilvie, 10-6.
All ready for school at last. I said.
It isn't very long since I was in bed.
Have I everything that I need.
Pencils. pens. and a book to read 'I
Halfway to school was I this morning'
IVhen it came to me all of a dawning
That I had left my French at home.
Now wasn't that enough to make you groan?
Ethel Little, I 0-T.
A MID-SUMMER NIGI-lT'S SCREAM
T'was a dark, rainy night. At intervals
lightning iiashed across the sky, followed by
loud peals of thunder. All was quiet in the
yard. Then an ear-piercing shriek was heard
by the occupants of the house. A light ap-
peared in a window. A dark form flitted from
a tree to the house. A key grated in the lockg
a door opened and Mrs. Maloney let the cat in.
Edmund Rioux, 8-8.
WHAT THE LITTLE GIRL SAID
"Mas upstairs changing her dress,', said
the freckle-faced little girl tying her doll's
bonnet strings while looking about the room
for a piece of cloth large enough to serve as a
scarf for that double-,jointed article,
"Oh, your mother needn't dress up for me,"
said the female agent of the missionary society,
taking a last self-satisfied view of herself in
the mirror. t'Run up and tell her to come
down just as she is, in her everyday clothes."
"Oh, but she is11 't in her everyday clothes.
Ma was all dressed up in her new brown silk
'cause she expected Miss Dimmond today.
Miss Dimmond always comes over here to show
her nice things off and Ma doesn't mean to get
left. But-whenshe saw you coming she said
'The dickens,' and I guess she was mad about
something. Ma said if you saw her new dress,
she 'd have to hear all about the poor heathen,
who don't have silk, and youid ask her for
money for hymn books to send to lem. Say, do
the nigger ladies use hymn bookleaves to do
their hair up on and make it frizzy? Ma says
she guesses that's all the good the books do 'em
-if they ever get any books. I wish my dolly
was a heathen. "
"VVhy you wicked little girl! Vklhat do you
want with a heathen doll?" asked the mis-
sionary lady, taking a mental inventory of the
new things in the parlor to get material for a
little talk on world extravagance.
"So folks would send her nice things to wear,
and feel sorry for her when she was naked.
Then she 'd have hair to frizz, and I want a
doll with real eyes that roll up like Deacon
McSmidges' when he says 'Amen' on Sunday.
l ain't a wicked girl, either, 'cause Uncle Dick
-you know Vncle Dick don 't you? He 's been
out West and swears awful and smokes in the
house-he says l'm a holy terror and he hopes
l'll be an angel pretty soon. Mall be down in
a minute so you needn't take your things off.
She said she'd box my ears if I asked you to.
"Ma 's putting on that old dress she had last
year, 'cause she didn't want you to think she
could give much this year, and she needed a
new hat worse than tl1e queen of the cannon
ball islands needed religion. Uncle Dick says
you orta get to the islands 'cause you'd be safe
there, and the natives would be sorry they were
such sinners. Anybody would send you to 'em.
He says he's never seen a heathen hungry
enough to eat you, 'less it was a blind one, and
you'd set a blind pagans teeth on edge so he
wouldn't want any more missionaries. Uncle
Dick 's awful funny and makes ma and pa die
laughing sometimes. "
t'Your l'ncle Richard is a wicked man, and
ought to have stayed out YVest where his kind
is appreciated. He sets a very poor example
for a little girl like you."
'tOh I think he's nice, he showed me how
to slide down the banisters, and he 's teaching
me to whistle with my fingers when ma ain't
around. That's a pretty coat you have. Do
you buy all your clothes with missionary
money? Ma says you do."
Just then, fortunately, and not a minute too
soon, the freckle-faced little girl ma came into
the parlor and put an end to this very enlight-
ening conversation. She kissed the missionary
lady on the cheek and told her she was de-
lighted to see her, and they proceeded to
have a very sociable chat. The little girl 's ma
can't understand why a person who brags about
being so charitable as the missionary agent does,
should go right over to Miss IJIIIIIHOIICIQS and
say such ill-natured things as she did and she
thinks the missionary is a double-faced gossip.
Marguerite Knowles, 10-1.
STUDENT COUNCIL ASSEMBLY
One of assemblies of the term was the inau-
guration of the Student Council. The assembly
opened with an introductory speech given by
Mr. Muir, in which he emphasized the advant-
ages both material and intellectual which the
The officers of the Council were then in-
stalled. Bernard Kane, last year's president,
gave the oath of oiiice to Joseph lllatson, the
new president, who gave a short talk asking
the student body for loyalty and co-operation
during the year. The new president then ad-
ministered the oath of office to vice-president
Marguerite Reynolds, and secretary YVillia1n
The members of the council then took the
oath of office and received their emblems. The
seventh grade class of 7-1 were present at the
assembly besides the 9th and 10th grades, and
also Orrin Saunders, a past president of the
Student Council. Members of the Council are:
Virginia Andros, Henry Allen, Clifford At-
wood, Kathleen Buddenhagen, Alfred Starrett,
Priscilla Cleaves, Francis Cary, Vifintlirop
Delano, Joseph Nolan, Russell Doucette, Betty
Drummond, Thomas Ferris, lVarren Frye, Mar-
garet Gibbons, Charles Gerry, James Hawco,
Betty Jackson, Edward Lambert, Dwane Lind-
say, Edith Lloyd, Lawrence McCarthy, Mildred
Moody, Curtis Millen, Anita Paragallo, Betty
Parmenter. Patricia Ryan, Esther Schaller,
Frank Seldon, Lorenz Schrath. Rose Solito
Robert Smith. lVilliam Sullivan, Gordon Tabor
Ruth Yibert, Clayton Vllilliams, Agnes 'Walken
A. Geraldine Yllhite, Bertha Cummings, Robert
Townes, Richard Brown.
ARE WE ANIMALS?
This question is often asked. It was an-
swered to the satisfaction of all concerned by
Mr. Talbot at a special assembly held in No-
vember. He spoke to the pupils on the subject,
"You and I and Other Animals." His talk
was accompanied by excellent slides of the ani-
mals and birds about which he told us.
Mr. Talbot is working with the M. S. P. O. A.
mf SCHOOL EVENTS we
He has gone to a good many New England
schools and has urged all of the pupils to be
kind, rather than cruel, to all animals. All
creatures have some good reason for existence
even though we cannot see that reason at first.
An assembly was held on Tuesday, November
17, when the auditorium was filled to capacity
with pupils who thoroughly enjoyed an enter-
tainment of magic presented by Mr. Taylor and
The most mystifying trick to the audience was
a very clever card trick. Mr. Taylor called
three boys from the audience to the stage and
had them each pick a card from a pack in his
hand. He called the names of the cards out
loud and corresponding cards rose suddenly
from a large pack on the stage. The question
being, how did the cards know that they were
A contest was held among the home rooms
in the school to see what rooms would "go
over the top" first. Rooms 108, division 7-1,
room 200, and 201, won first, second and third
A t'Manet" program was given at both
assemblies the first week of December by the
"Mallet" staff. Robert Kieth opened the pro-
gram by revealing work of the t'Manet" staffs
done in the past and the increase in size of the
magazines of preceding years. Then Anna
Cummings, editor-in-chief, told of the writing
of editorials and importance of the magazine.
Other speakers were Hazel Borne, Literary
Editor, Helen Vandeleur, School News Editor.,
Aldrick Smith, Club Editor, Kenneth Dowd,
Athletic Editor, George Sweeney, Joke Editor,
Edith Zottoli, Art Editor ,Dorothy Finn, Alumni
Editor, George Howe, Exchange Editor, Robert
Phillips, Subscription Manager and John King,
Advertising Manager, each telling of his re-
spective department. The program closed with
Anna Cummings stressing the point of buying
and supporting the school magazine.
HEARD OVER THE AUDIOPHONE
Some of the interesting programs that the
student body of the school has heard over our
Addressophone system this term have been:
The Walter Damrosh Concert every Friday
morning, the student council inaugurations, the
President's message to Congress, the exercises
from Yorktown and the Christmas Carols,
heard in the mornings for a week or so before
Our system has been greatly improved this
year and now the whole school may hear the
assemblies or any special programs given from
TENTH GRADE OFFICERS
The election returns of the tenth grade placed
these pupils in positions of responsibility:
President, Joseph McVVeeney
Vice-President, Natalie Archer
Secretary, Bernice VValker
Treasurer, John Heurth
DANCE HELD BY THE TENTH GRADE
The first dance or social of the season was
held by the tenth grade biology classes. The
attendance was almost a record for this sort of
social at North. Many tenth graders attended
and there were quite a few ninth graders
present. The proceeds are to be turned over
to the athletic fund.
STUDENTS ATTEND SHAKESPEAREAN
.Accompanied by Miss Parker, a group of
pupils attended 'CA Midsummer Night's
Dream. " The play was presented by the Strat-
ford-on-Avon Festival Company. They enjoyed
it immensely and are looking forward to seeing
TO VISIT WEATHER OBSERVATION
Some of the pupils of Miss Kimball's general
science classes hope to visit the VVeather Obser-
vation Bureau at Young's Hotel in Boston. The
pupils have studied the ways and means of
predicting the weather and are especially in-
terested in the instruments that are used in this
For a period of a week the pupils have kept
the clippings from the newspapers that predict
the weather. They have found the percent
of times that the weather man has predicted
correctly. This is a favorable record seeing
that there are so many obstacles in the way of
the correct prediction.
The classes have enjoyed their work im-
mensely and are looking forward to a trip to
the Harvard Observatory. The classes have
studied a little about the heavens and astron-
omy. This trip will be made at night. All of
the pupils that go will have a chance to look
through one of the large telescopes. There
will be a short lecture about the subject by the
head professor at the observatory.
Each night in their prayers the pupils send
up a wish that the night in February that is
chosen for the trip will be clear. A
NINTH GRADE CLASS ELECTION
The ninth grade held its election and the
following students will serve in their respec-
tive offices for the term: Lorenz Schroth, presi-
dentg Kathline Buddenhagen, vice-presidentg
Helen Yandeleur, secretaryg HVVoody" Jenk-
FIRST DANCE HELD BY NINTH GRADE
The first dance ever run by the present ninth
grade class was held on Friday evening, De-
cember ll, 1931. The purpose of the dance was
to have the students of the ninth grade get-
together in a social way. Some tenth grade
students were present..
Mr. and Mrs. Collins and family, were pres-
ent. The inatrons were Mrs. Buddenhagen, the
vice-presidents motherg and Mrs. Vandeleur,
the secretary 's mother. '
The teachers at the dance were Miss Kim-
ball, Miss Sundelin, Miss Marr, Miss Ready,
Miss Beasley, Mrs. Frye, Mr. Macdonald and
The dance was a great success and the pro-
ceeds will be turned over to the athletic fund.
The 'tMerrymakers" furnished the music.
There will be more socials in the future.
NO DANCING CLUBS
Owing to the fact that the gymnasium is in
use every afternoon there will be no dancing
clubs until next spring. In the spring there is
a chance the ninth and tenth grades will have
dancing clubs. The gym is used for athletic
activities during the winter and in the spring
the teams are disbanded or they go outside for
practice and games.
The club is missed by the tenth graders and
is mourned by the ninth graders because they
would like to brush up on the plain and fancy
steps in preparation for the dance in June.
There are dances at other times besides June,
but the big one comes at graduation time.
OUR WEEKLY NEWSPAPER
Dear old North is going places in a hurry.
We now have a weekly publication. Wlio pub-
lishes it? NVhy, the Student Council. Kath-
line Buddenhagen is the Editor-in-Chief. This
one page weekly can be purchased for the sum
of one copper cent.
All joking aside. This paper is really worth
the cent paid for it. It has an excellent club
column. .There are very fine editorials. The
whole student body of North backs the Student
Oouncilis latest project. Anything that the
Council backs is sure to be worthwhile.
La Page de-Francpais
UHISTOIRE de NOTRE ECOLE
Notre e001e a etc achevee en 1926. Cepen-
dant, il 5' avait tant deleves dans l'ecole qu ,une
nouvelle partie a etc ajoutee apres quatre ans.
Le terrain pres de l'e0ole n'etait pas tres
gentil, ainsi on a plante des arbustes. Certaine-
ment les ameliorations ont coute cher, mais la
cour est tres jolie maintenant.
Notre ecole est tres moderne et elle contient
beaucoup de ehoses modernes.
On appelle notre ecole maintenant North
Quincy High School au lieu de North Junior
YIYE NORTH QUINCY HIGH SCHOOL.
Martha Reynolds. 10-1.
Paris, la capitale de la France est un centre
de commerce, d'industrie, et de modes. Elle
a une population de plus de trois millions d'
habitants, desquels il 5' a beaucoup d'etrangers,
surtout des Americans. La ville est situee sur
la Seine, un fleuve qui traverse Paris. La
Seine est un fleuve assez profond qui se jette
dans La Manche. I1 5' a plus de trente ponts
dans les limites de Paris. Sur la rive droite
on trouve des etablissements de commerce et
d'industrie, et sur la rive gouche sont les cen-
tres de l'ancienne aristocratic, de la vie scienti-
fique. et de la vie universitaire. Paris est une
grande ville et tres belle.
John L. Richardson, 10--1.
lJ',Xpres Kate Douglass Wiggin
La plupart de toutes les jolies chases dans
la vie vient par deux et par trois, par douz-
aiues et par centaines. ll 5' a beaucoup de
roses, all'-tolies. de couellers flu solcilg beau-
coup cle fri-res, de soeurs, de tantes. et de
cousins.-mais dans le monde entier il 5' a seule-
mf-ut I NP, mere.
Rosina Guzzi, 10-1.
NOTRE SALLE de CLASSE
La salle de classe 307 est tres jolie avec des
decors francais. Notre maitresse a rassemble
ces ehoses pendant ses plusieurs voyages en
France. ll 5' a des drapeaux francais et am-
ericains qui sc trouvent au mur cn face des.
eleves. A droite il 5' a des tableaux de quel-
ques endroits renommes danse la France, et au
derriere on trouve de jolies afliehes qu'on
changera dertemps en temps et d'autres seront
mises dans leurs places.
Richard Batchelder, 10-4.
LES PETITS RUISSEAUX FONT LES
ll 5' avait une fois un bon hommeiqui habitait
dans la campagne. ll avait beaueoup de mal-
heur et il est devenu tres pauvre, mais pauvrete
n'est pas vice. ll avait besoin d'arg'ent, et il a
vendu sa maisou, pai-ce que necessite n'a pas
de loi. O
ll etait paresseux. ll n'a pas travaille, et
ses amis se riaient de lui. Ils ont dit, 'ill n'a
pas invente la poudref' Mais apres quelque
temps il a 0011111101106 a. travailler et il a gagne
beaucoup d'arg'ent. ll savait que les petits
ruisseaux font les grandes rivieres, et mainten-
ant il est dcvenu tres riche. Aussi il est res-
pecte par ses amis qui se riaient de lui. 0- ,
Robert lrwin, 10-1. ,
UNE FEMME PATRIOTIQUE
Je suis soldat de Francefet c'etait pendant
la guerre qu 'une femme m'a souve de la mort.
l'n capitaine des Prussiens m'avait demande
de lui donner un cheval ou il me tuerait. Ou
trouver un cheval?
Oetait le soir. J'etais devant une maison,
quand une femme alsacienne a passe dans la
rue. "Que voulez-vous?" dit-elle.
'L-1 'ai besoin d 'un cheval magnihque, mais je
n 'ai pas d'arg'ent."
"Je vous le douuerai pour la republique
Sans l'aide de cette femme patriotique
j'aurais perclu ma vie.
Martha Haddow, 10-2.
T MANET 19
The clubs at North Quincy High School are
recreational and instructive.
ln the senior unit the clubs are optional, but
over tivo-thirds of the class participate. Study
periods are provided for those not in any club.
ln addition to the clubs mentioned in our
column we have the following:
Reed VVork, Chemistry, Checker, Girls' Hik-
ing, Harmonica, Travel, Gym, Archery, Hi-Y,
Dramatic, Hospital Happiness, Model Boat, and
the Short Story.
ART CLUB ' " '
Spun sm'-Miss Smith f .
The accompanying picture shows the art
room in which the Club of that name meets.
The aim this year is to make pictures in which
the imagination is of use, not only in subject,
but in composition.
The members of this club make many useful
and attractive raftia and reed baskets, bridge
sets, and trays. The period is profitable, as well
as interesting, to all its members.
Mn' , BSM'
During the past months the Bicycle Club has
taken several trips through Atlantic, Merry-
mount, Montclair, a11d Wollaston. One Week
they took an interesting hike along Dennison 's
Dike. During the winter months they expect to
go skating, skiing and sliding.
BOOK LOVERS' CLUB
It is the aim of this club to encourage the
reading of good books so that all leisure time
may be spent to the best possible advantage.
Bovs' HIKINGV CLUB
The members of this club have spent most
of the time enjoying short hikes. The Neponset
Bridge, Wollastoii Beach, Wollastoii Golf Club
and the Hummocks have been visited. Later
in the year they plan a hike to the Blue Hills.
The members of this club have been playing
chess matches to find the champion. At present,
John Paulson is leading.
The object of the club is to exercise the gray
matter. The girls in the club think that they
can play as well as the boys can so they have
a good chance for champion. The club hopes
for more girl members next semester.
Sponsor-Miss Eko g
This club furnishes an opportunity for em-
bryo cartoonists to exercise their skill and
learn some of the principles of cartooning as
set forth by leading modern cartoonists.
20 MANET '
Firsi row Ueft to rightj: Ralph Paul, r'iee-president:
Barbara Davis, SPCIWZYII'-If,,' Dorothy Damon. Business
Second row -Qleff to rigbtj: Sarah Davis, Margarett
Yess, Mary Carroll, Virginia Bowles, VVilliam King,
Rear Cleft to r-ightj: James Gillis, Hugh Paul, Eleanor
Anderson, Beatrice Bowles, Edgar Sewell, Pearl
Anderson, Madeline Mara, Beatrice Johnson, Alice
Dunphy, Edith Cox, Harry Erickson, Robert Olssen,
Alfred Mahoney, president, not in picture.
Lincoln Sands, photographer.
The pin-hole cameras you.see in the picture
are the simplest mechanisms for taking pic-
tures, and each club member has made one.
They are going to see what results they can
get and do some developing and printing as
Camp Director-Frank Browne
Assistant Camp Director-Russell Vedoe
Program Director--James Mc-Cauley
The purpose of this club is to teach its mem-
bers the different phases of camp life. Each
member is on one of five committees which are:
Instruction. Indigestion, Invigoration, In-
spiration and Inspection.
Their duties are such as:
Indigestion-How to make pancakes, etc.
Invigoration-Sports such as horseshoes,
lnspiration-Stories and poems ot nature
Inspection-Leave a clean camp ground, see
that all fires are out, etc.
In November we had a hot dog roast at
Squaw Rock. The club horseshoe pitching
champions were determined at that time.
QAllen Rydwell was unanimously selected as
the Champion Toasted Marshmallow eater.j
NVe are looking forward to another trip in
January and are hoping to have as much fun
as we had at Squantum.
The Debating Club with Donald Knowles as
chairman and Jean Jarvis as secretary meets
in room 100.
We think that our club possesses definite
educational values, for we consider a debate a
contest, and so a game. At the same time it
should be an intelligent, interesting discussion
of a live question. We seek to develop train-
ing in straight and original thinking, open-
mindedness, training in public speaking, good-
sportsmanship and preparation for after-school
NVe have participated in both prepared and
exteniporaneous debates on national, civic, and
school policies, for example:
Resolve: That the U. S. Stay Out of Man-
Resolve: That the Salary of All City Em-
ployees Be Cut 529.
Resolve: That Senior High School Be Dis-
missed at 1.30.
DRESSMAKIN G CLUB
This club has been formed at the request
of eighth grade girls who are interested in
sewing, but do not take it in class. They have
started making dresses and during the Christ-
mas season made numerous Christmas gifts.
EDUCATIONAL TRAVEL CLUB
Some of the most interesting and educational
places this club has visited are: Admiral Byrd 's
Flagship. Submarine S-49, Little Woiidei'
Bakers. 'Fore River Shipyard.
EDUCATIONAL TRAVEL CLUB
So far this year a number of very interest-
ing places have been visited and a great deal
learned by the club menibers.
The club plans to visit The Museum of Fine
Arts, Sunshine Biscuit Company, Hood's Milk
Co. and others.
JUNIOR GLEE CLUB
THE GAME CLUB
Each Monday when 'tis half-past one.
And we know our work is nearly .
We let our weary minds just wander.
"Now. what's in store for us?" We --
Last week we had a dandy time
Solving a puzzle. 'twas i11 --.
Contests we have just galore:
NVe must have tried at least a -
Several games each week we play.
XVllll"ll we've liked best 'tis 11ard to -4'
They keep alert both brains and feet.
For each one tries his best to 1.
So that we do not time abuse.
XYitl1 simple efforts to -.
XVe write each week the games we play.
And keep them safe for a future -H.
GIRLS' RESERVE CLUB
The Girls Reserve is a national organiza-
tion affiliated with the Y. TW. C. A. North's
club belongs to the Greater Boston High
School group. Each club chooses its own ac-
tivities and our club has sent gifts to lndian
children, in a reservation, who are practically
friendless. North's Girl Reserve Club has at-
tended various meetings and celebrations in
The club 's slogan is: "Face life squarelyg'
and its purpose is: "To find and give the
The work of the Handcraft Club has been
very successful for this term. The articles that
have been made are: framed silhouettes, crepe
paper dolls, embroidered towels, luncheon
Later in the year we are planning an exhi-
bition ot our work, and hope you will plan to
This club of iifty-tive girls has been busy
working on songs to assist in our assembly pro-
JUNIOR LIBRARY CLUB
This club is made up of boys and girls who
are interested in books and library work. Some
periods have been spent in reading books and
giving sketches from them. The members are
making posters and planning a good assembly
tliat will advertise the library.
HOME BEAUTIFUL 'CLUB
Frances Va in
Adelaide El y
Mary Mei 'ann
lla xel XYinders
This club is formed for the purpose of 111ak-
ing useful articles which beautify the home.
grams. Miss Hunt is our pianist. and may be put to some practical use.
KNOW YOUR CITY CLUB
The purpose of the club is to learn more
about the historical, industrial and recreational
advantages of Quincy.
The club has walked out of Quincy into Bos-
ton, Milton, and Braintree. One day they hiked
in the Blue Hills Reservation, following the
Skyline Trail to the Crags. Other trips have
been taken to the quarries, Faxon Park, Penn's
Hill, and VVhite Brother 's Milk Plant.
This semester, as in the past, the North
Quincy High Leaders' Club has taken an active
part in tl1e school routine.
Every morning at 10.25 a group of boys and
girls may be seen hurrying along the corridors
to their respective classes.
Once inside the class room doors, they im-
mediately assume a business-like attitude and
start to work earnestly.
To have a class that works smoothly, orderly
and like a machine is Something that any leader
takes pride in, and there are several of them
throughout the buildingz
People who often Wonder if their seemingly
unmerciful gym leaders realizeihoiv hard it is
to do the setting-up exercises, should visit room
2208, the last period on Monday. There the
leaders can give, and do, the exercises well.
The club wishes to thank the teachers and
pupils for the co-operation of the past.
The members of the Reporters' Club e11-
deavor through the school columns of the two
local papers to keep the public informed of
the many activities at North Quincy High
MOVING PICTURE OPERATORS' CLUB
The purpose of this club is to be of service
to teachers and classes in using Visual Aid
Materials. The club 's time is spent in making
slides, demonstrating machines, and taking care
of machines. We have already had an assembly
program given by members of our club. The
picture presented was a feature of the Metro-
politan Life Insurance Company, and was
THE NATURE CLUB
The purpose of this club is to become better
acquainted with the nature life of our own
So far this year our club work has included
several field trips, some nature films and card
identification of birds.
Each week tivo members of the club serve
as chairmen of the program part of our meet-
ing. They plan some interesting Way to carry
out the aim of the club.
The purposerof this club 'is to make fine use-
ful articles by the use of the needle.
Every member has made sewing baskets hav-
ing a pin ball and a scissors case. They plan
to make other useful articles.
The library staff consists of a number of boys
and girls who try to co-operate with the teach-
ers and pupils of the school. They try to help
pupils become interested in books and realize
that books are good friends.
THE READERS' CLUB
XYe have been interested in the Readers' Club
to ascertain the views and opinions of our
Anierican, as well as foreign, authors. There-
fore, the 1't'2lLll1lQ,'S have been, in the main, chosen
from the literary talent of America.
The Stories have been of Varioue types-
111:VSl'.t'1'j' stories, lllSTU1'lC2ll, detective, stories
liaving' morals to emphasize, and many othei
The purpose of this club is to trade and col
lect stamps and to learn about them Some of
the nienibers have ai fine collection of stampe
in their albums
107 TYPEXVHITI NG CLASS
Ba I'b2'l1'i1 Hill
'R' BOYS' Tl-ILETICS
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- X N A QNQ .A-.,
NORTH LOSES FIRST ONE
The first venture on the athletic field by
North Senior resulted in a 2-0 loss at the hands
of the Plymouth High School Soccer team. A
TVeight and experience swung the scales in
favor of the Plyiiioutliites. The light Blue tllld
Gold forwards could do nothing against the
much heavier Plymouth backs, but the North
ltacks did fairly well against the big, rangy
Plymouth forwards. The North front line 111911
had very few shots at the invader's goal, but
Murray in the North net had plenty to do.
The game was played at the Atlantic play-
ground before a good crowd of rooters.
NORTH 3--TRADE 1
Showing a nice brand of soccer the North
Senior High booters took the Trade School
ankle-tappers i11to camp to the tune of 3-1 i11
the second game of their season.
A short, fast passing game had the Trade
School boys in the air for the first part of the
game, but after the Tradesters settled down,
the game was more closely contested.
Leadbetter, Allen and DeYoung counted for
North. all on pretty shots. The backs cleared
tl1e occasional flurries Trade ran and the for-
wards were usually inside the Trade backs.
PLYMOUTH WINS AGAIN
For the third game of the season the North
Senior team journeyed to 'Plymouth and took
another whitewashing, this time by the score
The story of the first game was just repeated
in this one. XVeight and experience again took
the toll of the North eleven. Heavy forwards
and heavier backs spelled ruin to the North
The boys are looking forward to more games
with Plymouth next year, when they will have
added weight and experience to cope with
TRADE SCHOOL 2 -NORTH 0
The Quincy Trade School soccer team de-
feated North at Faxon Field 2-0 to even up the
count in their two game series. This was the
fourth game for the Northerners.
The winners scored both points in the first
half on well placed shots that gave the goal
tender no chance to save. The work of the
forwards in this game was very weak. Time
and time again they had the ball ready for a
shot only to fumble it or let a Trade back take
it away from them.
The Trade School is another 0119 we want on
our schedule next year.
Playing in a high wind that raised havoc
with the ball the Quincy High seconds kalso-
mined the North Senior soccer eleven 6 to 0 at
Faxon Field in their last game of the season.
Francis Haynes and Dougie McBride bagged
all of the winners' points, scoring three goals
apiece. Haynes put one in the goal with his
head on a cross from MacGibbon and the other
were scorchers from the forty yard line that
just went under the bar. McBride came in
close for all three of his.
The Quincy boys knew just too much for the
Northerners and they were also too fast.
SOUTH DEF EATS NORTH
Playing in nice form the South Junior High
soccer team lowered North Junior's flag to the
tune of I3-0.
Frankerio, McPhee, and Fezzetti accounted
for the goals. Lamb, in the losers 11et had a
difficult time and the goals that beat him were
all real goals. South had a rather easy time of
it as North never really threatened. .
This game played at Faxon Field opened the
soccer season in the junior highs.
POINT 4 - NORTH 0
The Quincy Pointtsoccer team showed North
-lunior how champions play soccer when they
whitewashed them -l-0 at Faxon Field in a
Playing with a nice offense and a steady de-
fense the Point boys had no trouble at all in
wading through the North team. Both for-
wards and backs were completely fooled time
after time by the clever playing of -.'. -the Point
boys. ' '
North played rather listlessly and could use
a bit of pep. ,
NORTH IN LAST PLACE
A battling 'Central eleven pushed' the North
Junior team into last place in the soccer league
when they pinned a 6-2 defeat on them.
This game marked the first time North has
scored since the league opened. MacMillan and
Fay accounted for the North goals with Dunn,
Rookie, Tappa, W611tXVOTtl1, Dale, and a. North
back who accidentally knocked the ball into his
own goal bagging the markers for the Central-
OUR NEW INSTRUCTOR
This year we have with us a new physical
instructor for the girls to take the place of
Miss Mullarkey. She is Miss Elizabeth Baker
and she comes from Hot Springs, North Caro-
Miss Baker attended Sargent School which
is right here in Boston, Cambridge to be exact.
Before coming here to North she taught at
several other places: at VVinnetka, Illinois,
XVll1l1lllf.l'lOl1, North Carolina: and at Sullins
College, Bristol, Virginia. Besides teaching her
regular classes, Miss Baker coaches all girls'
athletics and is sponsor of the Girls' Gym Club.
lVhat an improvement over soccer! There
were about a hundred girls out for basketball,
the whole gym was cluttered up with prospec-
This year a new plan is being carried out.
There will be no school team to monopolize the
gym while those less talented sit on the bleach-
ers and look on with downcast countenances.
There are to be as many teams as the number
ot girls will permit. Also there will be a divi-
sion between the junior and senior units, each
having its' separate practice period.
At the beginning of the season the players
are drilled in preliminaries, such as handling
the ball aptly, and shooting baskets accurately.
NVhen teams have been organized they will com-
pete. Then the winning teams from the junior
and senior groups will play a game to deter-
mine the school's champion team. At the end
of the season this team will play with the best
sophomore team from Quincy Senior High.
NVe were glad to see so many girls down for
basketball and it there are any of you who have
not come down as yet, remember you 're invited.
This year, for the first time, soccer was in-
cluded in girls' athletics. It was played as a
substitute for tield hockey which is the custom-
ary fall game for high school girls. But owing
to the tender age ot our school we were a trifle
financially embarrassed and were not able to
buy the equipment necessary. So we played
soccer and liked it. lt's great fun and I hope
that next year there 'll be a whole lot more girls
coming down to find this out.
The game is played just like the boys, with
not quite so much brutality.
As it happened only eighteen girls came down
for soccer, so we made two teams of nine each.
Three games were played and the winning team
won two of them.
The girls on that team were as follows: Hazel
Winders, Lorraine Stevens, Rita Darling,
Elinor Reilly, Natalie Archer, Margaret Deer-
ing Betty Atkinson, Rita Mcliean and Betty
But next year we want a whole crowd of
girls coming out for soccer, about fifteen teams
instead of two halt teams. VVe'll be looking
NVhat is worse than raining cats and dogs?
Answer: Hailing taxicabs.
Teacher: "Jimmie, what keeps the moon
Jimmie: "Er-er the the Cbright ideal, the
"lt is very hard to drive a bargain " said
' D 7
tl1e fellow who had bought an old Hivver for
2510.00 -' 'Princeton Tiger. "
Hank, tl1e mail carrier, remarks: c'And as
for magazines there are many of them that give
me a terrible pain in the neck."t
"Open Roadl' for Boys.
"Are you wearing spectacles, old man?
"Yes Through crossword puzzles l've con-
tracted an optical defect. One eye travels
vertically and the other horizontally."
"Open Road" for Boys.
YVe have received magazines from the follow-
From some of the magazines we have taken
Jokes. poems and interesting stories: the others
were commented on.
THE LESSON I DID NOT PREPARE
"Ring, ring," went the bell which signaled
the most dreaded period of the day. I hadnt
prepared my lesson.
I entered the class room hoping I would not
be called upon. t'Read your theme," said the
teacher, but she did not have time to finish for
another teacher came in and talked to her.
'When the other teacher had left the room
she called on the girl in front of me. That Was
lucky. but I would be next. Oh! if she would
only talk the whole period, but no. it was my
"Mary. read your-"
'tBuzz" went the telephone.
Oh. for a minute's delay and maybe the bell
"Class, I am called to the office. Study for
the rest of the periodf' was the welcome state-
"That was a lucky buzzer," I thought..
-' ' The Vista. "
WHERE IT WAS NEEDED TI-IE MOST
A teacher was telling her grammar school class
The importance of red, white and blue:
She said to her class, "These colors now stand
For the country which means much to you."
She gave out to each one three buttons of hues,
One of red, one of blue, one of white,
me R MAIL BAG my
And instructed that they should iind out what these
When they returned home that night.
She called a small boy to the front of the room,
He held up the first button-'twas red.
"Well, Teacher, my paw said that this button stood
For per-perseverance," he said.
The next one he held in the air-it was blue,
"My ma said that this stood for loy-loy-alty," said he,
"and the last o11e, it's white,
Stands for goodness," and down sat the boy.
The Teacher now said to another small lad,
"Have you your three buttons today?"
"We11. Teacher, I'll tell you," the small boy replied.
"It really just happened this way:
I have my Perseverance: Ilve got my Loyalty, too:
But ere I left the house,
My mother sewed the goodness
Vpon this old white blouse."
"The Vista," Lynn, Mass.-Your Literary
and Sports departments are very interesting.
Everything is well placed.
ON HIS TRAIL
A certain Englishman had just arrived in
America. 'While driving through a large town
one day, he came upon the following sign:
"Drive slowly. THIS MEANS YOU!" The
Englishman read the notice several times. Fin-
ally, he exclaimed: tfVVell, 'ow the dickens did
they know I were 'ere!"
Conductor: "lVhat is the matter with the
man who was occupying this berth?"
Pullman Porter: "He got up on the wrong
side of the bed this morning."
-' ' The Gleaner. ' '
Counsel: "Do you realize that you are facing
the electric chair?"
Prisoner: "I don't mind facing it-it's sit-
ting in it that gets me worried li"
Hank: "They say kissing is so dangerous."
Shorty: "Yes, but isn't it Wonderful if you
live through it."
-"The Bearcats Tale."
They tell us girls are just like street cars,
if you lose one don 't worry, there will be more
along soon. There may not be so many after
midnight, but they're faster.
-"The Bearcats Tale."
XYhat's the difference between a Scotchman
and a canoe?
A canoe tips, but the Scotchman doesn t.
Teacher: "Gas is a very dangerous thing
when there is a leak in the gas pipe."
Student: 'tl know a boy who died like that."
Teacher: "Yes, some people go to bed at
night and wake up to find themselves dead."
-' 4 The Ben Franklin. ' '
"Lincoln Junior Times," Duluth, Minn.-
We greatly appreciated your Thanksgiving
issue. The poems and jokes are some of the
HThe Gleaner," Pawtucket, R. I.-Your
paper is well organized and carries fully the
news of the school.
"East Junior Booster," Sioux City, Iowa.-
You could stand a larger paper, with illustra-
tive pictures to make it more interesting.
t'Addison Voice," Cleveland, Ohio.-Your
paper is well organized, and has interesting
HThe Skinner Citizen," Denver, Colorado.-
Place a few jokes in your paper to make it
more interesting for the readers.
'tThe Curtin Junior Citizen," Williaiiispoi-t,
Pa.-The cover on your magazine shows up the
rest very nicely.
HOW BLACK HAWK, THE FAMOUS
ROBBER, WAS CAUGHT
One winter when "Babe" Ruth, the famous
hockey player went away for his summer vaca-
tion, he told his untrusty servants to unlock
all the doors and take all the silverware to the
The faithful servant failed to carry out these
instructions and took the silverware to the
Soon the front door opened silently with a
bang, and XVhite Eagle the famous robber.
crept silently in the back way. Once inside he
told off his stockings and filled them with sil-
verware, then he took a knife and cut down
all the oil paintings from the roof. So quiet
were his actions that the servant, who was in
the kitchen eating, knew nothing of his actions
till a detective rushed in and said:
'tSh-h-h-h, there 's a robber down cellar
stealing things from the attic." So hand in
hand they skipped off to the attic and saw
Black Hawk opening one of the French win-
dows near the furnace.
'tStop," whispered the detective, but Black
Eaglet threw his boomerang at them and
knocked them out.
Two days later, as they awoke, they resumed
the chase and after two days, 2315 hours, 591g
seconds of hard running they sighted the thief
entering Yellowstone Park near the Mexican
border. They were about to rush him when
they saw a thin shape circle around the Hstatue
of liberty" and approach Vllhite Hawk he
dodged and checked, but his boomerang came
hack. hit him on the head and knocked him out.
-' ' Radiator, " Somerville, Mass.
My dog is just a mutt, you see,
And, according to his pedigree,
That is all he'l1 ever be.
But l19'S a faithful friend to me.
He takes my shoes and tears them up.
But. after all, he's just a pup.
His head is big. his ears are small.
But l1e's a great dog. after all.
-"Observer," Hackensack. N. J.
Teacher: "You must not say tl ain't goin'.
You should say, 'XVe are not going, You are
not goingg He is not goingg She is not going,
They are not going'."
Bill qsurprisedl : "Gee! ain't nobody goin'?'7
-t'The Troop Trumpet." New Haven, Conn.
YVe have also heard from:
'tThe Breeze." Stonington, Maine.
t'The Bearcats Tale," Arriba, Colo.
'tThe Clarion," LaGrange, Georgia.
"Pick Events," Lynn, Mass.
HBuds o' Blue," Stockton, California.-
Something other than stories would be appre-
ciated. although your literature is very good.
t'Roosevelt Outlook," Germantown, Pa.-
Your Exchange Department is quite an attrac-
'tThe Signal," Passaic, New Jersey,
'tJunior Sullivan Highway," Chicago, lll.
"The Parrot." Rockland, Mass.
"The Yan Guard," Atlanta, Georgia.
Attending Bridgewater Normal School.
Post-graduate at Quincy High School.
Librarian at Montclair Library.
Attending Bridgewater Normal School.
XVorking in the Montclair Drug Store,
Elected Vice-President of Class at Gordon Semin-
Attending Bridgewater Normal School.
City Editor of the "Quincy Evening News" and
conductor of Jenks' Wollastonians. popular dance
Engagement announced to Allen Taylor.
Attending Radcliffe College.
Attending New Haven Normal School.
Employed at McClellan's Store in Norfolk Downs
Employed at McClellan's Store in Norfolk Downs.
Recently elected to the staff of the "Golden Rod"
as representative from the Junior Class.
Recently voted the prettiest girl in the High Senior
Class of F. '3Z2. Quincy High School.
Now attending Thayer Academy.
Prominent in Q. H. S. sports.
Alumni Editor. "Golde11 Rod."
Announcing regularly at Station WLOE. besides
composing advertising material and playing drums
in the studio orchestra: won second prize in
"Golden Rod" short story contest held last spring
with the story. "He-at."
Recently elected J. editor-in-chief of the
"Golden Rod": member of Q. H. S. student council:
editor of Q. H. S. News since resignation of Law-
Joke editor, "Golden Rod": managing editor,
Q. H. S. News tresignedjg Honorable Mention.
"Golden Rodi' short story contest of 1930 and
"Boston Travelerf' short story contest of 1930.
Donald Sipple ,
Prominent for his artistic and sport activities gg art
editor of the "Golden Rod." 1
Recently elected news editor of the J. '32 staff of
the "Golden Rod"g prominent in Page and Stage
Club activities in respect to dramaticsg also in
Wollaston Community Players.
Prominent in the sporting iield, and author of an
interesting sports article included in last number
of "Golden Rod."
THE 5EsTER's COLUMN
A small boy watching his mother fixing her
Cfliristmas turkey picked up one of the legs and
said, t'No shoes."
Mother: -"Mabel's young man has taken
offense at something. Have you said anything
Father: "No, not a word. I haVen't seen
him since I sent him last 1l'1O11fl17S electric light
-"Open Road" for Boys.
Grocer: "How much Swiss cheese do you
Golfer Cabsent. mindedlybz "Eighteen holes,
Tfliy is a cook cruel?
Answer: Because he beats eggs and whips
Foreign Girl: 'tVVhy do dey say beer is like
Foreign Boy: "Because it rises in the yeast
and sets in the vest."
Miss Marr Ctalking to classbz "How far do
you think you will get in today's test."
Pupil: "Charlestown jail. "
Mr. MacDonald Qtalking to 10-35 : "How
many in this room are on the high honor roll?"
"Well, how many were on the honor roll?"
Robert Chadwick: "Don't rush, my chil-
Sambo: 'tAh had dis carfo' years and never
had a wreck."
Rastas: "You mean you had dat wreck fo'
years and you never had a car."
TIME ON HIS BEAT
Jim: "Even a policeman cannot arrest the
flight of time." '
Tom: 'tCan't he, why only this morning I
saw a policeman go into a store and stop a few
GETTING AT IT
Teacher: HHow much does a six pound shell
Pupil: "I don 't know."
Teacher: "Well, what time does the twelve
o 'clock train leave ? "
Pupil: '4Twelve o'clock."
Teacher: "Then what is the weight of a six
Pupil: ' ' Twelve pounds. ' '
Son: "Say, pa."
Pa: "What is it now, son?"
Son: 'tWhen deaf mutes have hot words do
they get their fingers burned?"
-' ' Jester. ' '
Sunday School Teacher: "Who did Godfgive
the ten commandments to?"
Child: "I don 't know."
Sunday School Teacher: "What did you say
your name was?"
30 MANE T
HCDNOR ROLL PUPILS - Sept. 9 - NoV.13'
HIGH HONOR ROLL
Grade X-Elizabeth Balcoin, Hazel Borne,
Dorotl1y Burdakin, A1111a CIIIIIHIJIIQS, Catheri11e
Horton, ahllllil McManus. Elizabeth Ogilvie.
Grade IX-Eleanor Grandy. Bettina Hayden.
George Hill, Eileen Honian, Edith Leonard.
Grade VIH-Mary B11rkl1ardt. Josephine
Cambria. Charles R-eeks, Anne Shennett. Robert
Stewart. Thehna Tl1ra11sde11.
Grade YH-Clarence Butts, Margaret Cl1ild-
erhouse. Peter Cook, Rllfll Hayden. Stephen
Horton. Doris Kenney, Annabelle Koritsky.
Michael McNiece, Arlene Neal, Everett Pope.
Winnifred Spaulding. Dorothy Stebbins, Gert-
rude Stevvart. Robert Tovvnes.
Grade X-Geraldine Berry. Eleanor Borst.
Grace Brock. Richard Brovvn. A11ne Do11ova11.
Elizabetl1 Dl'll1l11DO11Cl. Mildred Elliott, iE11lO1'j'
Farrington. Dorotl1y Finn, Albert Frost. Mary
Gihnartin, Mary Hoffnian, Robert Keith. Mar-
guerite Knowles. Edith Little. Margaret Mc-
Kinlay. Gladys Olson. Muriel Olson, Alice
P2l1'111G11'f9l'. Marjorie Rupprecht. Aldrec Smith.
Robert Sllllfll, Mildred Swanson, Evely11 YVin-
locke. Barbara XVrag'g'.
Grade IX-John Blake. Richard Carlson,
Marjorie Clancy. Etl1ely11 Cochran, Barbara
Cuslnnan, Andrevv Dooley. Rutl1 Tell, Charles
Gerry. Elva Horton, Ethel Hovvell, Elta John-
son, Donald Kent. Caroline Knovvles, XVilbnr
Mayer. Dorotl1y Morse, Carolyn Osgood. Rich-
ard Palmer, Perl Perry. Joseph Rogers, Lorenz
Sehrath. Rllfll Todd.
Grade YHI-Mary Cassie, Marion Cobb,
Jane Curran. John Daley, Gladys Finney,
Donald Frasier. Janies Gihnartin. Thelnia
Hall. Maybelle Hume, Paul Jensen. Calvin
Josselyn. Helen Kennedy, Marjorie Lowell,
Charles McCauley. Dorothy Miller, Violet
Mayes, Eleanor OICOIIIIGH. XYillia1n Peters,
Eleanor Pitts, Phyllis Purcell, Sylvia Purcell,
Mary Quinn, Marguerite Reynolds. Marian
Rice. Betty Richniond, Edmund Rionx, Mar-
shall Roberts. Edgar Sewell, Ruth Thomas.
Thonias Thorn, l1'C'11G YYillard. Katheryn NYil-
liains, Margaret Yess.
Grade Yll-Mirain Anderson. Roger Ainann.
Edward Arion, John Balch. Jane Baldvvin, Ed-
vvard Beraher, 'Walter Black. Hazel Bowditch.
Yirginia Briukerlioit. John Buckley. Marie
Byrnes. Frances Cainbria. Olive Copeland.
John Cravvtord. Barbara Davis. Paul DGl111l-
son, Mary Dalon, Helen Dowd, Jennie Drab.
Ruth Eberts. Katheryn Fontaine. Barbara
Fovvler. Hilda Goldberg: Bertha Greenough,
Inger Hanson. Eleanor Hawkins, John Hernii-
stone. Dora Hill, Pal Hotfnian, Eleanor Hughes,
Dorothy Jacques. Herbert Jol111so11. Marion
Kelley. Ann King, Doris Lord, Delbert Mac-
Fadden, 3Il1'l3111 Madenigian, James McLellan,
Josephine Nevvcoinb. Rllfll Parker, Paul Pier-
son. Barbara Pitts. Nancy Plu1nn1er. Lucy
Poinpeo. Evelyn Rapson. Ruth Reynolds,
Dorothy Rooney, Richard Rouse, Jr., Patricia
RYH11. Gloria Sennott, XYillia1n Sharkey,
James Shute, Barbara Thonipson. Evelyn
Thonipson. Dorothy Treco. Bertha Vogel, Rose-
11131'j' NXYHDJIHH. G91'3lCll119ixXvl1lf9, Joseph Mfil-
liains. Joe YVillia111s. Grace YYilly.
i Miss Dellicker Cin English elassb : "Have you
5 ever heard of any eases, James?"
i Jainesz HYes'1n I know one."
SP Miss Delliekerz "VVhat is it?"
t James: '4The Saeco Vanzetti easef,
Orr. PARKER SCHOOL
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Johnnv Centertaining Phylis when the folks o
iiiiifhiiijg To ciiliniiiitli the qifiii1g'1isiiu1j11igiiE11ge,lgh
Johnnvz 44011, because he would have put
I' and I closer together if he hadf,
Jane Cthe gym leaderb z "What is the matter,
Henry: "Gordon hit me while we were doing
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Jane: HAH right, we will do it over again?
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Science Teacher:"What force is it that
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Pupil: "Police force."
First Picnicer: "This is an ideal place for an
picnic, don't you think so?"
Second Picnicer: "Of course, Hfty niillion in-
sects can't be wrong."
M1 Buel : IX an what does B. C. and A .
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