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! NIVEIRSITY l F I 'I DAY DIVISION SCHOOL OF ARTS AND SCIENCES Offers a broad program of college subiects, including selected occupational courses, the purpose of which is to give the student a liberal and cultural education and a vocational competence which fits him to enter some specific type of usefulemployment. SCHOOL OF .BUSINESS ADMINISTRATION Offers a college program with broad and thorough training in the principles of business with specialization in ACCOUNTING, BANKING AND FINANCE, or BUSINESS MANAGEMENT. Instruction is through lectures, solution of busihess problems, class discussions, motion pictures and tallzs by business men. SCHOOL OF ENGINEERING Provides complete college programs in Engineering with professional courses in the fields of CIVIL, MECHANICAL, ELECTRICAL, CHEMICAL, and INDUSTRIAL ENGINEERING. Students select, at the beginning ofthe Sophomore year, the course in which they intend to specialize. n Co-operative Plan . I ' The Co-operative Plan provides for a combination of practical industrial experience with classroom instruction. The student earns a portion of his school expenses and forms business contacts which prove valuable in later years. 'Degrees Awarded The Bachelor of Science Degree is conferred upon all students who satisfactorily complete an approved course of study. EVENING DIVISION iFor Men and Womenl Providing complete courses of university grade in business and law, for high school graduates who find it necessary to work during the day, but wish to study for further advancement. SCHOOL OF BUSINESS Specializes in accounting and business adminis- tration under instructors actually engaged in the business that they teach. .. Seventy-three per cent of graduates hold maior executive positions in business. Outstandingly successful in C. P. A.yexaminations. School grants B. B. A. and M. B. A.,degrees. Individual courses also available to special students. SCHOOL OF LAW Four-year course. LL.B. degree. Graduates of this school eligible for the Bar Examination. Case method of instruction similar to that in best clay law schools. A school of high standards adapted to the needs of employed men and women. Alumni outstandingly successfu' as lawyers, iudges, business executives. Graduates of North Quincy High School may be admitted without examinations if grades are satisfactory tothe Department of Admissions. Catalogs or further infoi-mationisentgupon request. NORTHEASTERN UNIVERSITY BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS ' t OFFICIAL PHOTOORAPHER OF CLASS OF 1934 AT 136 BOYLSTON STREET BOSTON, MASSACHUSE Telephone I-Iancccld 0193 Duplicates may be had at any time strife 'hr Hianvt GS:-9 NORTH QUINCY HIGH SCHOOL NORTH QUINCY, MASSACHUSETTS Volume VIII FEBRUARY, I93S Number I Elite Stadt' Qnntvnts EDitoRs-iN-ci-HEP PAC-QE Catherine Zottoli Russell Williams Literary ""'- ' 3 LITERARY EDITORS Starring Ioe P. P. Pennerl . . ll Ellzabellfl Wallace Edward Benlley The Spotlight .... . 31 ART EDITORS Editorials . . Bernice Lytord Edith Zottoli Alumni l l 36 .. ALUMNI Enitoizs Exchange . . . . 37 DOVOIIIY Plummer Cfefa Beach Clubs on Review .... . 38 SPORTS EDITORS Northern Rises and Falls Pau' LaH'Ve Agnes Laing Football ..... . 39 NEWS ENGR Basketball . . 40 Elizabeth Seavey Wrestling . . . . 4I JOKE EDITOR Locker Room Chat . , 43 Arthur Starratt Soccer .... . 43 SUBSCRIPTION EDITORS D Q Paging the Girls . . 43 Bertha Cummings lvlarion Acker School News . . . 44 FACULTY ADVISERS Big Hearted Herbert . . 45 Ruth Leavitt Ethel Crockett B l john Hofferty ubb es .... . . SO Staff Assistants Ahupmglng Staff Manager - Agnes Walker W'lt d B D ld K I re ettoney Ona em Alice Calnan Ethel Howell Ruth Channell Dorothy Nash William Crosman Nancy Maw William I-IIII Iames Rumllll George Crowdis Dorothy Rooney Frances Curtis Hilda Goldberg Grace Willy MAN ET 3 aturv in the iKauu STEPHEN R. PUTNAM, I2-I Some three years ago I expectantly visited my old friend. Captain Jonathan Bilgewater. then ninety-three years old. Hllll busy carving out ship models at a great rate. The morning I came up to l1is cottage on tl1e Maine coast, it was blowing a gale from the southeast. The wind carried salt spray to the front doorstep. In response to my o11e ring on the bell a genial white-bearded face greeted me. The captain cocked his eyes toward the sea. There was a peculiar light in those grey eyes. I knew it of old. Then he bade me enter. As he drew two comfortable chairs up to the fireplace. he ap- peared quite anxious to see me. When we were both seated, he handed me a "five- center," lighted his from an ember, puffed away while he stared ahead, and spat vigor- ously from the corner of his mouth into the fire. Finally, after he had stared awhile at. a ship model on the mantelpiece, he shot a quick direct look at me. I caught that peculiar glint of the eyes again. I knew he was bursting with a tale. "Roger," he said to 1116 in a very solemn tone, "I'm now pretty well along in years, my boy, and as I'm likely to slip my cable any minute, there 's been one thing that I've been wishing to tell yer. That's of my Hrst voyage as captain aboard the clipper 'Yataganf I've never told a soul this tale before because I've always been afraid that they'd think I was a lunatic, but I know I can trust you, Roger, so, listen well." I thanked him for the compliment. After blowing a few smoke rings. the while he seemed to be looking intently at some far off land, he began his amazing story. "IVell," he says. "it all began in 1851. XVe had just discharged our cargo in a small port in southern Franceg but, as we were unable to secure a cargo for Singapore, we were forced to take on ballast in the only available form. which was five hundred barrels of rum. As we started out with all that weight aboard, the vessel rode as steady as the Rock of Gibraltar. However, after sailing along fine for about three days, the ship connnenced to act queerly. As time wore on. light breezes seemed to keel her over more and more. Day by day she ap- peared to draw less water. Then, to make matters worse, the crew said they were be- coming affected by the off motion of the ship. Now, they kept below decks more than usual. When they did come on deck, the way that they staggered around was frightful. I even caught whatever was in the air m'self, and began to feel dizzy-like and to roll round like the men. A certain day things became so bad that one of our most reliable seamen slipped off a yardarm and fell into tl1e sea. However. when he be fished out, it war amazing how normal he acted. though be it only for a few hours. In the meantime the ship seemed to grow lighter and lighter, so light that even a tive knot breeze canted her well over. And to make matters worse, during the night the barometer fell so far that the needle made several revolutions before coming to rest. which meant we were in for a terrific htu'ricane or worse. "I ordered all canvas off her. That done, we were all startled by tl1e cry, 'Land, Ho !' from the starboard watch. I whisked out my spy- glass and peered at the land. A moment later. how well I remember. I bust out with. 'Holy Jumpin' Jehosophat. it looks like we must be makin' on the land like greased lightnin'! Must be a bad current herel' "No sooner had I said it than we were close enough to make out the trees. They looked like giant twisted oaks. iIVow!' cried the Cook. 'thats no forest, them 's a nest o'water- spoutsf "XVhen the truth bust on us, there was bustle, I tell yer, men goin' round like a lot. o' bees. I got two boats away in a twinklin' with all the crew safe aboard them. The crew. though. seemed to kind of leave the old ship reluctant like. They had kind o' sad faces as they gazed at her as we rowed away. "A slight breeze whipping ahead of the storm caught her broached-to. Over the old ship went on her beam ends and then she sank right out .of sight. Next came the storn1. It made a joke out of the days of Noah's Ark. The roar of the wind and sea was deafening. A big wave circling round the thousands of waterspouts eaine on us and filled both life- boats to the gunwales. "Before tl1e boats could sink. came the 111ain blast, the hurricane itself, such a wind never man saw before, I vow. It just whipped half t.he water out of the boats. Seeing that. the men bent to their oars. I dodged my boat in and out around and among them waterspouts. The other boat. was not so lucky. "And what do you suppose? IVell, here 's the wonderful part. One of them waterspouts be so flung down by the terrific blast that it just flew itself into a slipknot and tied itself, as it were. right around that other unlucky boat. And with that perfidious blast still a 4 MANET howlin'. that slipknot of wat.-1-spout just strained tighter and tigl1ter and bust the boat to bits. Poor fellers. them that was in it. "I be so moved to my very innards by the loss of them brave men. that I plum forgit to steer my own boat. And my men were all appalled like, still at their oars. So when all hands took a squint through the tlyin' spume all about there, we war blown way half up the side of a ugly tilted waterspout, wit.h the sea a-goin' away and the sky, so fur as we could jedge. a comin' nearer. "As there was signs. then of a sudden, of the storm a-goin' to abate, there war but one thing to do. Them spouts when they die out split in the middle. And the splittin' war commencin' and our escape down the spout war cut oft. There warn 't but one thing to do. and that war to row to the top of the spout. And on reachin' near the top, all we cud do was ter throw out the anchor to keep us from a slidin' down. "And now comes the incredible part. There we were anchored up there with the crew all prayin' for forgiveness and confessin' to me as their captain as how they'd drunk up all the ium. Then as they grew more hysterical-like in the tlyin' spray up there, for yer couldn't see nawthin' for the mess o' fiyin' seawater up the side o' that spout. the boat seemed to be kind o' gently settlin'. YVe war sort ol sinkin' down through the thinnin' waters of the, worn- out spout. And, just as we War all expectin' to suddenly drop miles down into the furious waters. there seemed to come a gentle scrapin' on the bottom of the boat and the sweetest smell like o' beautifuous flowers. And, would yer believe it, we found ourselves settin' right on mother earth. embowered in the sweet foliag'e of a tropical mountain paradise. That thar spout had stretched right over from the sea till it become connected and fastened like onto the summit of a mountain. So, when the cussed thing died away. we wafted gently down a few teet until the danged lifeboat was restin, on the handiest mountain peak I ever come 2lcl'oss," Q A Bag at the illnir I was one of the many fortunate people who spent a glorious holiday at the "XVorld's Fair." Almost every industry believable was presented in some form of building there. If you should take the time to consider one-half of the num- erous types of businesses which we have today. you would maintain only a rough estimate of the vast collection and the time of planning and preparation which was involved in creating these wondrous marvels. It was indeed a ' C Century of Progress. " The tall and short buildings were constructed of all sorts of geometric contrivances and shapes. One surpassed all feeling of dizziness in even attempting to gaze at the skyscrapers and towers. Besides height and structure. they displayed artful blends of color. The huge Hall of Science had the appearance of a bril- liantly illuminated metal and glass creation. soaring from colored terraces. Leading up to this predominating structure of magnificence, was the striking Avenue of Flags which lent an air of pomp and gaiety to the fair. Elec- tricity's wizardry was unfolded in a sickle- shaped group of buildings embellished with hanging gardens, steel cypress trees. and elec- tric cascades and fountains. The temperature registered by the great Texaco thermometer 1020. There had been a lack of rainfall which resulted in a drought and all the dilapidated corn tiields could be discerned for miles around the outskirts of the city. The intense heat made us very thirsty and we had to content ourselves by drinking tonic. as the scanty water supply was said to contain a form of poisoning. My greatest thrill was the sky ride. On this trip I reached a height of over a thousand feet into midair. I rode in a small cart which soared up, up into twin towers of a height greater than that of the Empire State Build- ing. I experienced a breath-taking sensation upon my rapid descent and witnessed another peculiar feeling when I reached good old "Mother Earth" once again. My condition might have been interpreted as an acute attack of both seasickness and dizziness. Despite all this nausea. however, I continued on my sight- seeing tour with much eagerness. Among the various villages represented was the Bowery of New York which portrayed the famous Brooklyn Bridge where that famed per- son, "Steve" Brody, accomplished his miracu- lous diving feat. The early Colonial and French periods were displayed in all their quaintness, and appeared very realistic. I con- sidered the Indian village the most interesting with its war dances and medicine chieftains. The Enchanted Island was a tive-acre won- derland for the children attending tl1e fair. They derived great pleasures from the magic moun- tain, tropical garden, children 's theater, and the miniature railroad. At dusk a glamorous dis- play of fireworks arrayed' all the heavens and MANET 5 was very pleasing to the eye. There were throngs of people crowded at each side show and place of interest. lt was almost an impossible feat to cross the city thoroughfares because there are no subways. and long lilies of street cars progressed slowly on through the massive traffic, one after the other in single tile. Chicago also holds its marauding corner. il witnessed the section where John Dillinger, alleged gangster, met his death after he had stepped out of a cheap theater. Tl1e exact spot where the happening took place was pointed out to many sightseers with eager interest. The bleak and desolate alleys were typical of the inhabitants of the underworld. The atmos- phere was made all the more weird and allur- ing by the cans of blood-red paint whose con- tents were spread over every object in view by newspaper men busily involved in filming the horrible SCPIIPS. One could have enjoyed wondrously eventful days at the fair. and not have been able to see all that there was available. lf our feet had had the power to speak for themselves l am sure we wouldn't have seen one-half of what we had set out to view. The 'it'entury of Progress" might be better described as 'fllt' "Worlds Exposition" since the idea of a fair brings to 1ny mind a small country festival, similar to the "'l'opstield Fair," where the women chatter busily and exchange what petty gossip or local scandal they have accumulated, and farmers discuss crop conditions and livestock. The eager Chicago spectators have traveled from many different parts of the country and lend a cosmopolitan atmosphere, while at the county fair everyone is right at home. XVonderful opportunities, both educational and entertaining, were afforded us by this "Cen- tury of Progress" and in my estimation our minds were enriched with that rare beauty and art which is oftentimes overlooked by us in this connnon everyday business world. Glruiar nf the " Ivrumarhn 1 "Cast off the mooring, Stan!" "Okey doke! Let 's go, Clitflt' The scene was aboard a forty-four foot yawl in XVollaston Bay. The yawl was the "Tecum- seh," owned by Mr. G. A. Johnson of Quincy. She was a long, sleek yacht. with beautiful lines. Aboard the f'Tecumseh" were three boys in their teens. Most prominent of the trio was Clifford Royce Johnson, son of the owner. a tall, husky fellow who appeared older than his sixteen years. He had broad shoulders and an altogether fine physique, with large, clear, sparkling blue eyes and light brown hair. His companion and partner in many incidents, happy and unhappy, was Stanley Bruce Adair. Stan was also of good physique, although lean and wiry, but strong as an ox. He had black. curly hair and laughing brown eyes. The third member of the group was John Tildale Taylor. a year younger than his clunns. He was the smallest of the three. -lackie, as lie was called, had brown hair and green eyes. The three friends were always seen together and were labelled "The Three Musketeers" by one ot their parents. but this title had since degen- erated to "The Three Musty Beers." A moderate easterly breeze was blowing and the "Tecumseh" picked up speed as she sailed close hauled under mainsail, jigger, and jib. "Hoist the jib staysail andthe jib topsail, you fellows!" shouted Cliff from his post at the wheel. The boys jumped to carry out his orders and soon the "Tecumseh" was making better speed under the additional sail area. They headed out between Long and Rainsford Islands and came about off Nubble Channel. They proceeded up Nantasket Roads, in a series of short hitches, to Boston Light. Off Boston Light they were passed by a beautiful seventy-tive foot high speed commuter. She had rounded, stainless steel deckhouses har- monizing with the somewhat sheer lines of her hull. Such boats are built for fast commuting between a seaside home and the city in whigh thc ownei-'s place of business is located, for example. Here the "Tecumseh" set out on a long starboard tack seaward. 'tHold her at seventy," Cliff said to Stan who was now at the wheel. Cliff and Jackie, stripped to the waist, were stretched out. wherever they could find room, enjoying a sun- bake. As the "Tecumseh7' proceeded she was cir- cled by a roaring speedboat. The passengers waved to the boys and straightening out she Slwfl HWHY- LHT91' 011 Stan sighted a sail. Gradually they overtook the other boat. She was the "fforonia ll," a small cruiser of sloop Fifi- For a short. distance it was nip and tuck. but slowly the "Tecumseh" overtook and passed the other boat. XVith the "Coronia ll" not far astern, they were overtaken bv H10 Uf'l'mlt"YH 3 lHl'5l'f' yawl, long and sleekf Her owner shouted, "How about a race?" 6 MANET 4'Come on, let's try it, Cliff," said Jackie and Stan almost simultaneously. HO. IQ," shouted Cliff, "we're gamef' 4'Come on, you fell-ows, take the sheets!" called Cliff. "Jackie, you take the main and jigger. Stan, you takfe the ,iib sheets, and I'll take the wheel. O. K. boys, let's go!" Tl1e boys took their posts and settled down to do their best. Cliff tried all the tricks of yacht racing, and he knew a great deal about racing, having participated in and won a great many races, but he succeeded in passing the "Chantey" only once. This g'ap was soon bridged and the "Chantey" once more took the lead, although it was close sailing all the way. After 'they had sailed on this tack about twelve and a quarter miles, Clift said, "Well, they beat us, but the good old 'Tecumseh' gave the tChantey' a run for her money. VVe've got to come about here. Flatten your jigger, Jackie!" VVhen the crew of the "Chantey" saw the 'tTecumseh" coming about, they waved farewell and proceeded on their course. After they had eaten at noon, they played harmonicas and banjos. For about an hour they had a good time, especially when Jackie tried to sing. 'Nough said. Suddenly the "Tecumseh" lost headway and the sails began to flap madly. 'tSayl" cried Stan, "The wind has shifted around to northeast. It 's on our quarter now." HStart your sheets, you fellows," said Clitt. This d-one, the t'Tecumseh" once again gained headway. Meanwhile massx s of cnmulo- nimbus tthunder showerl clouds had been banking up in the Northeast quadrant. Also a bit of a sea was kicking up. Noticing this, Cliff suddenly shouted, "Lower the sails, you lubbers! Step on itl' As he spoke Cliff lufifed the t'Tecumseh," the boys jumped to the halliards, and the order was carried out in short order, but none too soon. Hardly were the sails down than the squall hit with all its fury. The wind came roar- ing and swishing through the rigging with force enough to snap the masts as though they were matchsticks, perhaps eyen to capsize the yacht. Stan seized the wheel and attempted to hold her nose into the wind while Cliff went below to start the engine, a Gray 4-35 with reduction gear. Jackie took the oilskins from the locker, and, donning his own, went out on the bridge deck with Stan's. The squall shut out nearly all the light, and roundabout was practically darkness. In this time of need the engine re- fused to turn over and the poor old 'tTecum- sch" took many a smashing sea on her beam. Stan sent Jackie to make sure the fastenings of the dinghy were tight while the boat bucked, and plunged, and rolled in the grip of the en- raged elements. Suddenly there loomed up right in the path of the "Tecumseh's" drift, a large ship, barely four boat lengths away. The hearts of Jackie and Stan were in their mouths as they watched the huge ship bear down on them in their helpless state. But the motor, apparently ashamed of its stubborn obstinacy, started up with a roar and the "Tecumseh" plunging ahead barely missed be- ing cut down by the liner. She was the S. S. "Ontario" of the Merchant and Miners Trans- portation Company with Captain Kauserud, Q n 1 - . X 1 , y J- M. t-f 0 f at f 5- E ,w wf ff 1,4 iw air' me A I 5 6: , I ' F" J t' "" "'7' will KI K l , cl - ' Wg X, since badly burned, and bcached on the flats of Governor's Island. The squall had spent its rage and it departed as quickly as it had come. A sailboat nearby was not as lucky as the "Te- cumseh," for she was dismasted and one of her crew was carried overboard with the rig- ging. However, after her crew picked up the man overboard and cut away the rigging, she proceeded under auxiliary power. The boys hoisted the sails and proceeded under their power alone as usual. Shortly they sighted a spar buoy, number eight. It proved to be on Howland Ledge off Duxbury. Their objective was the mouth of Plymouth Harbor. "I guess I made a mistake in my dead reck- oning." said Cliff. 'tXVe'll follow the shore- line of Duxbury." As they proceeded they sighted a group of racing Duxbury fifteen footers. It was a beau- tiful sight, the sun shining on the white sails, the boats, with their fine lines, cutting through the water, each striving for the lead. Soon they came to the mouth of Plymouth Harbor and proceeding up the harbor came to anchor off Plymouth R-ock. Stan, slipping up behind Jackie, threw him overboard. Cliff and Stan CContimced on Page 205 MAN ET 7 99' Qlhatrau il Alf lt is late afternoon and a luminous rose and gold sunset Haines in the sky and dances 011 the dark waters, forming a fiery crown in whicl1 is set the black old Chateau d'lf on its lonely anchorage. This Chateau is famous for having once held prisoner the well known Count of Monte t'1'isto. NVe gain entrance through a huge old door of rough planks, now rotten with age and bound by wide iron bands, curi- ously cut and covered with rust. After pass- ing through the door, which screeches hideously on its broken hinges, we find ourselves before an old wooden table. On the table are tall iron candlesticks. ln each of these is a lighted candle which casts a lurid light along the prison walls, and from it lurk long ghostly shadows. The prison walls are of huge black stones covered with moss and slime. We make our way along these walls and beyond the old table and through a small thin archway leading downward to the prison cells far below. The stairs are broken, uneven, and very narrow, winding ever downward into the blackness, re- lieved only by huge torches burning at each turn in the endless stairs. XRTPE at length stop before a long dark passageway. The dampness has already chilled us, and the trickling sound of slow running water from some broken chink in the worn walls makes us turn our steps with caution to a cell where the famous Dantes was said to have spent twenty wretched, years. VVC look into a miserable black hole, damp and musty and not a habitable place for man or beast. XVe enter with no slight misgivings and are shown the huge stone, which, when dragged back reveals a narrow tunnel through which Dantes made his heroic escape. We turn at length and cautiously retrace our steps up the winding stairs, from which crumbled bits of stone fall and are heard to echo far below in the blackness, and seem to cry out despairingly to those who would so interrupt the long slum- ber of these dismal spirits in their deep prison grave. Vp and up we climb until we reach the outer room. Here our guide or "warden" silently turns the key of the prison door as if to lock in the poor disturbed spirits and allow them to resume their pacing and moaning as they had done centuries before. Turning, we cross the damp stone floor and are again out- side the huge prison and breathing the fresh salt air. Step by step we descend the outer stairs, now almost worn away by the huge breakers and enter our little boat, to be rowed to the main- land. The boat slowly glides over the water, leaving the gloomy old Chateau slowly fading into the fast, growing darkness until it is finally swallowed by the horizon and lost to our sight. Vile remain silent for some time, each of ns being filled with his own thoughts and with the awe of the spectacle he has just seen. lt is not until later in the evening when we gather round the fireplace in the warm, cozy hotel room that we allow ourselves to relax and exchange our feelings over hot cocoa and the prospeet of a warm bed. Not one of us will ever forget the memorable visit to the Chateau: nor will one of us renieinber it without a feel- ing of horror at its cruelty. ilirerklvit' -Hlemann PRISCILLA JAMES, 7-3 F1-eckles walked sadly along the street, his head drooping and his eyes, usually bright and dancing, looking very sad. He certainly was unhappy. His family had gone somewhere the had no idea wherej, and poor Freckles didn 't know what to do. He just knew they 'd gone a terribly long way off and never would come' back. fTllP' fact is they had all gone down the street- to a neighbor's house to look at a new rug.j Freckles had gone home for supper and had then discovered the terrible disaster. All sorts of things went through his doggy mind. After thinking of several things to do he finally 1-Q- solved to run away. At. first he was very: ani- lntious and started to run. After a while though, he got rather tired of running and he slowed down to a. rapid walk. It ben-an to 0-at dark and cold, so Freckles decided tio curl iitp in the park he was passing through. HC found a rather sheltered place behind ,, curled up and went to sleep. ' Next morning he awoke earlv. It was rain- ing and the wind was blowingi the rain in all directions. It was cold, too, and Freckleg was all wet. He had fallen asleep, so tired, the ' bush and 8 MANET night before that he had slept soundly,till then. He stretched and walked forlornly away. His fur was plastered to his body and his long, curly ears were tangled and soaked. He held his tail low and it wasn't wagging as it usually was. After he had walked along for a while, an old man came along, carrying a large black umbrella and wearing an overcoat all buttoned up around his neck. He saw poor, wretched- looking Freckles and stopped to pat l1is head. As he did so he noticed the name on his collar. lt said: "Free-kles," 95 Dover St.. NVeyn1outh, Katherine A. Burns. The old man looked up. NVeymouth was a good twelve miles from there. He took itlitrh 9' Freckles by the collar and led him to l1is home. The old man, Mr. Baker, was very kind and gave Freckles a bed by the stove and a good meal. That night the Lost and Found Column said: Lost-A Spaniel dog. Whit.e with chocolate patches. Answers to 11211119 of "Freckles." Finder please call Vifey. 0432. Mr. Baker immediately called Mr. Burns and told him he had the dog. He put the phone down to Freckles' ear, who wagged his tail and barked. A litt.le while later a step on the stairs was heard and Freckles leaped at the door. ln came Katherine and her father. You can guess the rest. You may be sure Freckles never ran away again. itliking In the last few years hitch-hiking has at- tained the heights of the national institution. Advantageous spots on the highway are crowd- ed by prospective riders. It is possible to stand on the side of the road and by some beseeching indication obtain a ride-gratis. VVhen a beginner attempts to acquire trans- portation in this manner, it is indeed a spec- tacle to evoke the mirth and ridicule of one who is versed in the art of the hitch-hike. The awkward movement of the thumb for instance. Can it be that he really believes that he will be offered a ride in this blundering manner 'Z Does he not realize there is just the right angle to cocking the thumb, from which no competent hitch-hiker deviates? Does he not know a particular bodily position must be assumed? In view of this woeful lack of preparation, I feel that it is my duty to convey the technique necessary to develop one into an accomplished member of the fraternity. To begin with, every person is a potential hitch-hiker. It is not a difficult art. to acquireg even the person who cocks his thumb wrong is not necessarily a failure if he is willing and mentally able. Let us say at present he lacks that touch of finesse that denotes the accom- plished master. VVhen you are ready to present your petition for free transportation, the first step is to select an advantageous position on the side of the road. An air of calm insouciance should en- velop you as a cloak. You should' then assume a position that will contain just the right amount of psychological persuasion. Wlieii the car approaches, wiggle the thumb slightly and suggestively in the universally approved man- ner. .Never, never put the thumb behind the ear and Wave gaily. It just isn't done. Most hikers prefer to adopt the fatalistic attitude- either the car stops or it doesnt. But no, it 's all in the thumb. The first car is liable to pass you by Csome cars have a nasty habit of doing this, but you'll get used to itj, even the second may, and the third, and the fourth and so 011 ad infinitum. IVhen forty or fifty cars have passed you by. itfs time to stop tomfoolery. This means busi- ness. Now you've got to put your whole soul into the task. XVhen the next car comes into view, and you know it is going the Way of all the rest Cyou know it by your manly intuitionj, it 's the time to express yourself. Gaze at the operator, right in his eyes, sum- mon all your feeling to the fore, send a glance that will blast him to the very roots of his soul, inexpressible pathos mirrored in reproach- ful eyes, a. glance that will haunt. him into eternity, with a voice ever preying on his sub- conscious mind, oh why didn 't I pick him up, oh why, oh Why? This usually gets them. They don't like to be haunted you see, but you've got to be good. But if this method fails tit is not exactly infalliblej, you must have something in reserve to bolster your moral courage, so I suggest that you apply this method to regain elusive confi- dence. Ask yourself this question: Am I or am I not going to get a ride? And then answer emphatically: You bet you are! But this atti- tude must be adopted in a strong Way. Don't let a hidden voice butt in With: Sure you are, but When? Put your hidden voice away, tile it under the category, "Not Wanted." For an- other example try this: Am I going to walk? Then reply, "No! No! a thousand times no! I'd rather die than move a step." Don't for- get, plenty of gusto in the answer. lg Wheii forty or fifty more cars have gone by MAN ET 9 aml your moral stamina is again at low ebb, try quoting excerpts fro1n famous poems. or quotations. This one is very good o11 occasion: "l am the master of 1ny fate l a1n the captain of 1ny soulf' or here is another if the tirst does 11ot fulfill expectations : "lf at first you don 't succeed, try, try again." If this doesn't create the response that you expected a11d you havent got a ride by this time you had better quit. You 're just nor built for a hitch-hiker. Try walking, it's so benc- ticial to the leg muscles. An all-around sport. Ihr Beautiful Qlaurrnz nf Blnrag "No o11e has t1'aveled wisely who has not seen the Beautiful Caverns of Lurayf' One does 11ot fully realize how true this state111e11t is, until he has actually viewed the splendor of tl1e cav- crns. The Luray Caverns are formed under a large hill in Page Valley, Virginia. This hill is- about 1,200 feet above sea level and 200 feet above the surrounding valley. Since pioneer ti111es a s111all cave was known to be located in the hill. Finally, in the year 1878, Andrew Campbell and Benton Stebbins, of Luray, became convinced, after studying the structure of this cave, which was then known as iiRlli:f11E'1' 's Cave," that a larger cave might exist under the hill. After repeated investigations had been made, a small ope11i11g was found in the ground under so111e bushes where cool air 0211116 through the cracks in the rocks. This hole was 111ade larger until one of the me11 could be lowered i11to it. Mr. Andrew Campbell was the first 111311 to view the wondrous splendor of the eaves. In the following years, many explorations were carried on until it was discovered that the caverns covered more than three 111iles of underground territory. The caverns consist of many rooms, and in later years a system of lights has been installed to bring added beauty to tl1e calcite formations. As I made lily way through the web-like pathways, I saw unbelievable beauty all about me and, at every turn, a new shape presented itself. I could not help being impressed by the grandeur of the glittering stalactites a11d the grotesque stalagmites which make up the caverns. Superb, grand, fantastic, magnificent, daz- zling, weird, and exquisite are some of the words which rise to the lips of the person who views, with awe, the amazing formations. The Ballroom, the Dream Lake, the Sunken City, Flllfi the Silver Sea are only a few of the many scenes that are found in the caves. It has been said, "Let the marvels of the eaves be painted on tl1e walls of memory, You can never forget them, nor would you if you could." The visitor to the eaverns will, always re111e111ber his glorious trip underground. I know that I always shall. Glnnrrrning the nrlifa Zllnrvmnat lhvairv Into view rose the elevator stage, and Erno Rapee. amid a brilliant glare of light, took baton in hand. As the brilliancy dimmed, the audience ot' the Radio Vity Music Hall became strangely silent, and, as it' by a magic touch, the orchestra struck a solitary melancholy 11ote. On this the volume increased, and the theme built. and then,-the magnifievnt hgolden con- tour' curtain bega11 to rise. From that mo- ment 011 l had but one secret desire, and that- to look from the stage to the audience. As there we1'e several llli'0l'lIl2lii0Il booths in Rockefeller Center, they became 1ny first ob- ject. From one information desk to another I went, asking if there was any possibility ol' u vis ting the backstage sections of the Music llall. I was disappointed by everyone except one encouraging man who suggested trying the Music Hall itself. Before l had passed through one door it was declared impossible. My last ray ot' hope by which to acquire lllj' purpose was by letter. Still reinaining in Rockefeller f'enter, I went to the post ottice in the R. V. A. Building and wrote, to the best of lllj' ability, a letter to the Music Hall, which, strange as it may seem, was but next door. To further my chance of ad- mittance il enclosed a self-addressed stamped envelope. Two weeks later, to my utmost delight, I 10 MAN ET received an answer. The "impossible" became possible! You can imagine, I lost little time in preparing to realize a great adventure. Several days later I was in the offices of the Music Hall. I brought the invaluable letter. which I had received. for identification. I am sure the woman who greeted me was disap- pointed. for the way in which I had stated 1ny reasons for wanting to visit this motion picture palace sounded as though I were a theatrical architect. I was looked upon as a fraud. and as I felt myself shrinking under her glare. I was suddenly reassured of my victory by the letter I remembered was in my pocket. Somehow. I seemed to collect myself. and before I knew it. I was being guided through the backstage sections. My first thrill was being able to look tfrom far below the stage properj up through the orchestra pit elevator shaft. NYhat a strange aspect! The picture screen was in sharp per- spective and the pit itself was so deep that it was more like a vertical tunnel. The fioor upon which I stood was partly covered with what seemed to be steel sheeting. I believe it. had something to do with acoustics. Hydraulic presses. I was told. worked the orchestra plat- form. Above me was the three-section elevator stage which both rises and sinks. From here the guide took me to a room in which the Music Hall generates its own elec- tricity. IVe found ourselves gazing upon an immense area lined with neat rows of genera- tors. All was immaculately clean. The elec- trical equipment alone was so extensive that more than one-eighth tfall the room backstage seemed taken up by it. A maze of corridors did not hinder our prog- ress. and if Aladdin's lamp were responsible we could not have reached the stage more quickly. Enveloped in a blue mist seemed the stage. I stumbled over trailing wires as I ven- tured on in a dream. So penetrating was the gloom, that everything above seemed to melt into nothingness. Properties appeared to be scattered about everywhere. Many of the cur- tains retired from their glory at the sides of the stage. One pair in particular was outstand- gy ing. It was made of black oilcloth with the shiny side facing the audience. Many of the master effects in the Music Hall are gained by this curtain. Such darkness there was, I noticed little more about tl1e stage itself. In one of the wing sections was a large open wardrobe where quick costume changes were made. The other side seemed to be used as a scene dock. The scenery itself was also painted there. The scenery was so large that it was quite necessary that this be so. My tour was so extensive that it is necessary for me merely to mention some of the other sections I visited. It was my good fortune to see the broadcasting studio from which the Sunday. and other concerts. come, the ballet practice room, the R-ockette's practice room, the hospital. the preview projection room, the cafeteria. and life being carried on in all these various spots. A fitting grand finale was my having the honor of being able to sign in a large guest- book. which I can truthfully say is the largest volume I have ever seen. It is in Roxy 's former apartment. which is the most beautiful suite one could possibly desire. The guest-book made a. strong impression on me as there were signa- tures of Ricardo Cortez, and other motion pic- ture stars. Also one saw titles such as baron. count. viscount. duke. and other rather i1n- portant tat. least soundingt. titles. You may be interested to know some of the facts about the foremost theater in the world. The seating capacity is six thousand two hun- dred. and the Grand Foyer will accommodate two thousand people. The stage is one hundred forty-four feet wide and the proscenium arch is sixty feet high. There is a three-section elevator stage with a revolving platform set. in the center section. besides a rising orchestra pit in front of the proscenium arch. The 'icon- tour" curtain is driven by thirteen motors and may be made to form practically any desired size opening. Fifty seamstresses work contin- ually and the place is nothing short- of mar- velous. It is an experience that will never be erased from my memory. and that I hope some day to repeat again. wha Hflbglg Glarie lglagrra flnterviewecl by RUTH CHANNELL and AGNES WALKERJ Back stage of the Colonial Theater during the intermission of Gilbert and Sullivan's "Pinafore." we shivered with tingling expec- tation for three slow-moving minutes. IVe tried chokingly to breathe a prayer-UO, Muses. grant that nothing may hinder our in- terview with the world-famous D'Oyly Carte Players." A minute later our muffled prayer had been answered. Genial Mr. Rooke, the publicity manager for the company and also our pleas- ant host. had ushered us into the dressing room of delightful Miss Marjorie Eyre. YVe were then ready to experience true English hospi- tality-and. indeed, in the persons of Miss Eyre and of Mr. Rooke we experienced a hos- pitality so vibrant that it moved us to etch in our imaginations a setting of an English IVIANET ll baronial castle, a cheerfully sparkling log tire. a truly English host and hostess, and endless other "Sketch Book" IIIIQIQIOS of Merrie EIlgl'llSll life. Ilut back to Miss Eyre 's dressing room! Other members ot' the cast were passing by the open door, and were humming and singing the Iilting tunes of "l'inafore"g still others were laughing merrily. and exchanging English greetings with Mr. Rooke. Miss Eyre, a petite blonde and an entrancing singer, chatted informally with us. "At one tin1e," she confided, "I was the leading lady in the opera company, but later I changed to a soub1'ette because it better suited my temp- erament. " "You ask who makes up the personnel of the D'Oyly Carte t'ompany? XVelI, almost 77 every member of the Company is English, at, this point Miss Eyre coyly smiled and proudly tossed her pretty head. She was, indeed, irre- sistible--t'The rest of the members are native Australians. And we all just love to sing Gil- bert and Sullivan airs. Almost by t1'adition every member of the company must work him- self or herself up from the chorus to a leading part. Also what enjoyable experiences we have traveling the world over f1'0l1l cold countries to hot! But no matter where we go audiences are always enthusiastic. Yould like to know what I think about American audiences? I love themg only they always laugh at different parts of the operas from what. audiences in all other countries laugh at. I attribute that foible to the American sense ol' humor. You know we ha.ven't been in America since 19253, and are not likely to return for at least two more years. 'The Mikado' is our most popular opera not only in America, but in every other country." During the time Miss Eyre was telling us her reactions to America, Mr. liooke chuckled good- naturedly. "This is my initial visit to America." he ehimed in, "and I like it top notch." Then he added typically man-fashion, "But don't be deceived, however, for nothing can touch real plain hearty and well-seasoned English food. The English are a very plain folk and have very plain food. Here in America your foods are too fancy. When a. fellow orders a plain sandwich, what a concoction he gets-the plain savory sandwich is lost among heaps of gooy mayonnaise and tons of curled drooping lettuce leaves. A reminder to you when you may be visiting our country someday-try our bacon! There 's nothing so tasty as a piece of crisp English baconf' Intermission was ending. The show had to go on. Our only regret was that our visit was so short, but. it. will always be a pleasant mem- ory. VVe had the rare privilege of talking with those players who best do the Gilbert, and Sul- livan operas as the authors would have them done. Irlvphnne illllnnnlngur LORNA KEITH, I0-4 Hellog operator? Give me the corner drug store. You haven 't got it to give! Such in- solence. No, I meant connect me with the corner drug store. No, I don't know what number it isg aren't you supposed to know numbers? No? Oh, pardon me I thought you were. Vfell, you think of a number. You can't? Didja try? You're sure you can't'? XVell, wait a minute and l'll think of one- there I've thought of one, guess? You can 't? Sure? XVell, Illl tell you, it's 3-195. Do I want Venter 3495? I don't know, do you think I'd like it? You 'll give it to me anyway? VVl1at if I hang up, then won 't you be sorry? Hello. hello! Oh hel-lo. The corner drug store? The XVestern I'nion!!! Oh, how are you? Do I want to send a telegram? No, well you don 't have to hang up. l'd love to talk. Do you sell ice cream? You don 't-do you like ice creanl? So do I. NVhat kind of face powder do you use? Racheal. Oh, I know they wrote a song about it, cute too. Now let me see what's the name of it-Oh. yes, I have it, "Ren-ben and Rachealf' XVant me to sing it for you? You don't. All right I won 't, see if I care. VVhat kind of face powder do you think my sister would like? You don 't know my sister! She has olive hair and a blonde complexion tho' I never could see it. Iler hair 's yellow and olives are green, she has three lovely children, two boys, and a girl. Lovely names too, Robert, Da-You're not interested? You have to get back to work. VVell, all right if you must say good-bye. Call me up again. wontt you?-Bye, bye. Hello, operator, how are you? You gave me the wrong place, but I had the Ioveliest talk with the nicest lady. I was telling her about my sister and her three lovely children. Have I-you're not concerned about 1ny sister. Oh! XVelI, you connect me with a drugstore. Hello, how are you? Fine? That's nice. Do you sell razzberry ice cream? You do? That's nice, too. Do you like it 'l So do l. No, I don 't want any I was just wonder- ing it' you sold it. Ilo you sell Racheal powder f? You know "Reuben and Rachealf' You have. XVell, call the XVestern Iinion sometime and ask for a girl who uses it and maybe you can sell her some. Do you think my sister, you know the one who has the three lovely chil-Oh. you're not interested, either. Do I want any- thing? No. I was just wondering if you thought my sister would like any powder, but it you don t lvnou iny sister you couldn't savg and on second thought she has plentv of bowder. and l've decided she wouldn't want any. Bye, bye, 12 MANET Sviarring .. . . line 13. 15. lgrnnvrllll Interviewed by RUTH CHANNELL The door swung' open. A deep breath. "Mr, Ponner, please." Black beetling' brows caine together. "Have you got an appointnnAnt?" A sudden sinking' teelingg perhaps he 'd for- gotten. "VVhy-why-he told nie,-that is-l niean-he wrote nie that today he 'd be glad. to see ine." c'VVell, I'll go see. 001110 in and sit down, anyway." Oh, how good a chair felt! lt only everything' would turn out all right. V "O K., lady. He's on his way down now. 1,111 sorry about keeping' you waiting, but there 's so niany people trying' to get in and seo hint that we have to be careful who we let in. Don 't be nervousg ln-'s one of the easiest per- sons to get an answer troni that I know of. XVell, good luck." Good luck! lt. was awfully hot. A thump on the stairs, it light stop, and a sniiling, cheery-looking' face was followed by a short rotund body, peering troni the door of a stage room. The questions! XVhere were thc questions? A heartbreaking reinenibrance. The piece of paper iiuttering- down to the Hoor of the car, too hurried to notice it. "Are you the young' lady who is to inter- view ine?" "VVl1y, yes, Mr. Penner, but Iilll frightfully sorry. My questions, I?" , A sudden chuckle. "Miss, do you know you're the first inter- rogator I ever inet who would adniit she 'd conie unprepared, even if she had lost her questions? For that I'll give you a short and sweet. talk on the life of Joe Penner. i "I was born Joseph Pinter in Hungary, in 1904. Many people have asked nie if the ex- pression on iny face conies from still being Hungary, but to tell the truth itfs just the opposite. To continue, I caine to the land of inilk and honey when I was nine years of age. I went to school for a while, but at sixteen I was seized with an uncontrollable desire to go on the stage as a great singer. But 'XVoe-ho is 111Qll I soon learned it was never to be. So I took a job as a stooge tit was con1edian's assistant in those daysj, and soon found out that people seeined to enjoy laughing at ine. Soon I was in vaudeville, but while quite suc- cessful, I was no howling success. In niy act I used such lines as 'Do ya wanna buy a dead horse'? or 'XVanna buy a hippopottainoinonion- ous'? and although the audience laughed, there was no extra enthusiasni when I said theni. Then one night a new actor was doing his bit when he suddenly forgot his lines. I was in the wings and being very sorry for him CI did the same thing oncel, I stepped out on the stage, and tapped hini on the shoulder, "Do you wanna buy a. duck?" He had sense enough to play up to it and said "lNo!', I11 the mean- tiine, l, could see he was reineniberingt his lines, so sighing' soultully I walked off the stage. Not 'EC until then did I notice the roar of laughter and applause coming from the house. It didn't take ine long to see I had discovered the most popular of the :wanna buysl. "A while after that, Rudy Vallee offered me a spot on his variety program. I accepted in' MAN ET I3 fear and trepidation, never having spoken into a 'mike' hefore. l'm not quite sure what hap- pened, hut the first thing l knew I had offers from three eoneerns for a program of llly own. I know now it was the children, so I have been sure to keep my program clean, in fact, a minister writes n1y radio programs." "Mi: Penner. Your act goes on in twenty minutes. " "Thanks, Jim. Let's see. NVhere were We? Well, anyhow to finish up, I'm married, am thirty-one years of age, and have about twen1',V 'Goo-G0os', I mean ducks. Now, is that enough ? " "I don't know how to thank you." He laughed again and taking a black cigar out of his pocket, put it into his mouth and shouted, "Don 't never do that li' He shook my hand, smiled and walked away, the best, most well-known, and happiest duck- salesman in the World. li " 'he Hanks? Bnnhlv Mug" Interviewed by GORDON SHIELDS 5.20. I snapped the watch case shut, got out of the ear, walked down the alley and opened the door. CC'Sk7'eS6Z77 "Mr, Butler, please. ' ' "Just a minute. Heh, Bert, boy here to see you." "Huh! Oh, he 's the kid that wants' to inter- view Cohan. It 's O. K. to let him in." I entered and was shown to a chair on the stage. Noting my nervousness, the stage door man grinned and said, "Don't worry, young fellow, he'll be out in a couple of minutes. XVhen he comes out of there"-pointing to a door at the far end of the stage-"just go up to him and tell him who you are and what' you want." He then turned away and busied him- self at some switches. For the first time I had a chance to glance around. I was sitting on a "prop" chair on the left side of a stage depicting an American home. It was the last scene from the play George Cohan was starring in-"Ah Wilder- ness." I seemed to be out of place there among all that make believe. There was an air of unreality about it all, as if I had entered into a different world, peopled by human beings of the kind that I met every day and yet in some subtle sense, different. It seemed- "XVell, son, what can I do for you?" I looked up, surprised and uncomprehending, into a pair of twinkling blue eyes set in the kindliest face I had ever seen. "l'm waiting to interview Mr. Fo--" I stopped and looked more closely. Good Lord. this must be Mr. Cohan! "Are you Mr. Cohan?" I asked a bit fool- ishly. "That's right, young man, and you ean start interviewing me right. now if you're ready." "IVhy, uh, sure. I've got a few questions here Ild like you to answer if you please." "Go right ahead.', I took a deep breath and began. "How many years have you been on the stage?" "About forty-five. " "How did you happen to pick the stage as your career?" "I was born on the stage, son." "What was the name of the first song you composed? "It was a little ditty called 'Venus'." "And the first play you ever acted in?" "Well, it really wasn't a play, it was more of a vaudeville act called 'Four of a Kind'. That 's what we four Cohans were known as, then." "In all your years on the stage, what play did you enjoy acting in most?" " 'Song and Dance lVIan'.', "Of all the songs you composed, which tune do you think made you the most popular?" " 'Over Thereif' "Which do you prefer, the radio or the stage?" "The stage," he answered instantly. "As a treat I took up radio, but I feel more at home on the stage." "Mr. Cohan, a lot of folks still know you as the 'Yankee Doodle Boy' Where did you get the inspiration for that song?" He laughed and said, "From a hotel carpetf' I looked up and laughed too. I just couldn 't help it, his laughter was so contagious. Then I continued with my questions. "Have you any hobby?" "Well, I go for a walk every time I get a chance, if that's what you mean." "Do you think the young people of today appreciate the theater? He looked a bit surprised then answered slowly, "Yes, interest in plays is coming back, particularly among the young people." "Is it true that when you finish your pres- ent run here, you intend to take the entire 'Ah Vtfilderness' cast to North Brookfield and give a performance there?" "Absolutely Although I was born in Provi- dence, Rhode Island, I spent most of my child- hood in North Iirookfield. I can remember saying one day that if I was ever successful on the stage, someday I would come back like the 77 77 14 MAN ET prodigal son and show 'em. VVell, son, I'm sorry, but that's all the questions I can. answer now." He smiled at me and was gone. I turned somewhat dazed to the doorman who had come up behind ine and said, "Gee, what a swell fellahf' 'tYes sir," he answered, Hthey don't come any better than George Cohan." "Yes sir," I agreed. Hthere 's only one George M. Cohan and they certainly don't come any better. l' 'hunk 131111, Elarrg! ELISABETH OGILVIE, P. G. How did I get to know Kevin Faraday? VVell, it a long story and one that you proba- bly won't believe, but I'll swear o11 a stack of Bibles that it actually happened. I was just seventeen when I inet Kevin, and the friend- ship we began was a lasting one, as we are very good friends today, you can see for your- self. It was all on account of a highly romantic episode in which I participated. willy-nilly. Larry Hazen, a fisherman in the village at Brigport, was the promoter of the affair. Larry and I were good friends. He was slim and dark, with a witty tongue. His wife was tough, and his children were little terrors, but tney were a happy family. It was rumored around in our crowd that Larry had been, at one time, a rum-runner. It was also said that he had acquired' his limp when shot by reve- nuers. A great many other stories, all very colorful, were told about him, and all in all he seemed to be surrounded by an aura of mystery and romance, at least as far as I was concerned. So while I joked and argued with Larry, I dreamed and imagined about him until he ac- cused me of wool-gathering. It was on an August morning that at last I got up enough courage to inquire, timidly, if everything I had heard about him was true. I came along and found Larry among his nets on the stone stoop of the old store. He was whistling to himself as he worked, so I knew he was in a good mood. I dropped down beside him and watched his fingers, and passed the time of day with him. After a lot of beating around the bush I said: 'tLarry, did you used to be a rum-runner?" Then I quaked. It was rather an awful thing to say. Larry didn 't look at me, but when I looked at him I saw the corner of his mouth was tucked up as if he were amused. For a moment I wondered if it had all been lies. Then he said quite casually: "Now who could have told you that, Sister?" He always called me Sister, and it made me feel as if I were about six years old. "Well," I said vaguely, "some of the kids." He went on Working and smiling, "Well, now, I wouldn't say it wasn't true," he began. I was actually overjoyed. "Tell me about it," I begged. "No," said Larry modestly. "Your mother wouldn't like it." 'tI'm not my 1110i-llP1',H I said. Hliut you're her daughter," answered Larry, and that ended the conversation, which could hardly be called a coherent one. At that minute one of my admirers, an angelic child of sixteen, saunte1'ed by and looked at me long- ingly, so I bid Larry a fond farewell. "VVhat do you see in him?" inquired the lad a trifle petulantly. "You wouldnlt understand," I replied with supreme indifference. all rl? Not until two weeks later were rum-runners mentioned. The next time occurred on one afternoon. I was sitting on the fence outside the store with some of the gang, namely my brother Ronnie who was pretending he didn't know me, and Raoul Trudeau. Larry Hazen came along, and grinned at all of us with that grin that makes him seem more like a school- boy than an ex-racketeer. Then he said to me, "Come along to the wharf, Sister, I want to show you something. " Ronnie said in a tired voice, t'Wl1at is there between you two?" But I am used to Ronnie, and never pay any attention to him. I, hopped down and tucked my arm in Larryls, and we went down to the wharf. t'Now, my dear," said Larry in the paternal tone he reserves for special occasions, "I am about to incur your mother 's wrath. But you asked for it, so don't. blame me if there are any complications. " The old brain was taxed for a minute to get his meaning. I must have looked dense, be- cause Larry said directly, "No questions, pleasef' By that time we were on the wharf, and the Hrst thing I saw was a strange boat lying at the mouth of the harbor. At first sight she was a rackety, dingy thing, but the longer I looked the better I liked her. She had long rakish lines and was low in the water. HIS that what you wanted to show me, Larry?" I said. 'tYou bet," said Larry. "She belongs to friends of mine. I'm going to take you aboard -if you want." Anybody could' see she was no ordinary craft. She was built for speed. I began to see the light. Pirates, rum-runners, Larry Hazen, friends of his. My heart began to beat faster, IVIANET I5 but suddenly the eternal feminine in me came to the fore. I could not meet anyone, dressed as I was in sailcloth slacks and sweater. But Larry is one of those people who brusinis all objections aside. "Now or never,'t he said, and hnstled me into the double-ender tied to the lobster car. I fairly palpitated with ex- citement all the way out to the strange boat. And Larry wouldn't tell me anything, just grinned one-sidedly when I would beg: "Please, Larry-" But at last we bumped ge11tly against the port side of the big cabin cruiser, and Larry yelled to no one in particular: "Ahoy therell' A man leaned over the rail and looked at us, or rather beamed at us from a round chubby face. He looked like an oldish baby in need of a shave. "Hi, Charley I" said Larry noisily. 'fBrought you a visitor, ol' sock I" Charley removed his pipe and smiled upon me like an overgrown cherub. "Dee-lighted, dee-lighted!" he bellowed in a voice that was much out of keeping with his a.ppearance, being very deep and stentorian. He hauled me aboard and Larry followed. "Now you just explore by yourself," Charley boomed at me, patting my should-er benevo- lently. "Larry and me are goin' to talk a spell.'i That was a hint, pure and simple- mostly simple-so I wandered aft, and saw nothing but an ordinary cockpit. There was an open hatch but I thought it would be too snoopy of me to explore below, so I ambled forward in search of a rum-runner who would be more true to type than Charley. In front of the chart house I tripped over something with red hair that said in distinctly disagreeable tones: "Blankety blank blank blank why in blank don't you look where you're going' blankety blank." Only he didn't say exactly "Blankety blank," but if you have a good imagination you can figure that out for yourself. I sat back on my heels and stared at him. "Say it again, I didn 't get you," I said, with no malice aforethought. The Redhead. a tanned and wiry person wearing dingy flannels and a yachting cap, was reclining against the chart house and seemed to be rather put. out at my appearance. He squinted at me, then said: "A woman!" in a very dramatic voice. "Thanks," I said. Red stopped squinting' and stared, rudely. "VVhat in blank," he inquired with cold in- solence, Hare you doing here?" "Larry Hazen brought me," I said, giving him stare for stare. VVe must have looked like a couple of cats on the backyard fence. HOII, he did I" said my friend nastily. "NVQ-ll, fly away home, kiddie, Mama wants you!" "'l'hat's what YOU thinkll' I remarked. an-d departed. It was too bad he was so sour-he was not a bad-looking youth, having very blue eyes and a nice nose, but I knew where I was not wanted. I drifted into the chart house. Iiarry and Charley were talking and smoking, but they hushed up when I came in. 'fW'l1y don 't you go for'ard and talk to R-ed?" suggested. Charley with his perennial grin. KJ- U f KT ,MM ff V25 NSN 'T lf!'gfg's f -8, j 2 I : ll tllqlltrl lx l I I I 4 f ZZI I , O , X. tif I , ' -D3 2 "V - it 4?' 'I :En if EI if if 'Z'-T X, 53 l 5157 v -1 -V -3 .gy i I ..,.,.i1.. 1' Nl: h bu.. 1 T' TI l' 'M-T . ' . -Lf" 1 I 1 I I 1 "Oh, I've talked to him," I said.. f'He told me to scram, so I scrannned." Charley and Larry roared, so I went aft and found me a. sunny Place to lie down in. I thought about lots of things for a while, then the gentle mo- tion of the boat as the breeze swung her around made me go to sleep, I guess. I dreamed that the Redhead and I were having a fist fight in front of the chart house, with the briny deep yawning on all sides, and the cruiser ripping along at an unholy speed. .lust as the Redhead was about to kayo me, as they say in the prize ring, I woke up. The first thing I noticed was a deep, rhythmic throbbing that came from somewhere below. It sounded like an engine. I lay there a while and listened to it, or rather felt it through the deck, and wondered dopily what it- could be. But it wasn't long before the truth penetrated my befogged brain. XVe were moving, and not so slowly, either! I said my own private cuss word and scrambled up. lVith my own eyes I beheld the Nor-east. point of the fair isle of 16 MAN ET Iii-igport. IVe must have passed it about ten minutes ago. I tore frantically into the chart house. Charley, pipe in mouth, was at the wheel. He stared at me with his eyes and mouth like O's. Then he smiled radiantly. "XVell now," he roared, "it must have been you that Larry forgot li' I was so furious that if anyone had dropped any water on me it would have sizzled. All I could manage was a vapid "Huh?" Charley elucidated. t'Larry got into his double-ender to go back. and he says to me, he savsg 'Charley, I got a feeling I forgot some- thingf And I says to him. 'Larry. to my knowledge you ain't forgot nothin'.' So he went ashore. So it must'a been you." I "It must. have been." l agreed weakly. Charley returned to his eoinpass. and left me standing there. The cruiser continued in a nor- easterly direction. "IYell." I said after some tiine, 4'aren't you going to take me back?" Charley looked surprised. "Gosh no," he said. "XYe got a schedule to keep to. We'll drop you off some place where we stop, but we can't turn around now." He didn 't seem to want to talk any more, so I left the chart house and leaned on the rail to think. Drop me oif some place! The islands in that part of the Atlantic are so few and far between that I would be totally lost. on any of them except Brigport and its twin Raeketash. And we were far beyond either of them now. Or maybe Charley intended to drop me overboard so I eould swim home. Mingled with these inco- herent thoughts were epithets applicable to one Larry Hazen, ex-rum-runner. Another idea struck me-ideas were coming in full force. A schedule, Charley said. That meant a consignment of smuggled goods or liquor to deliver. How delightful! For the iirst time in my young life I was a party to a crime. and I didn 't. know whether the prospect appealed to me or not.. VVell. I thought philo- sophically, it. will be something to tell about when I get home-IF I get home. I went aft again, and saw once more the open hatch. So I went down it. I had to amuse my- self somehow. Maybe I could find out where they kept the liquor, or whatever it was they smuggled. The hatch led to a cabin with nar- row bunks along the sides and a folding table. There were lockers under the bunks, but noth- ing else. There was also a small door beyond and I tried it, but it was locked. I sat down on a bunk and considered my plight, as they say in books. The cabin was lighted by portholes, so I stood on the bunk and looked out. There was not a speck of land in sight, only open sea. What an adventure! I sat down again. The Redhead bounced down thc hatch, and I prepared myself for the fray. He pushed back his yachting cap and scowled at me. "A stowaway, huh?,' he said wiltingly, "Stowaway my eye." I replied rudely. "I was shanghaied, that's what." "That's YOUR story," he said. He went in the galley and began to rattle things around. "lVe eat in shifts when we 're in a hurry," hc said over his shoulder. "You and I, then I take the wheel and Charley eats." I couldn't think of a come-back, so I said: "Then poor Charley has to eat alonef' "Well, you can eat with him, if you want," said the Redhead. "l'll stay with you." I told him. HI.1ll not particular. " He was coming out to put some things on the folding table and when l said that, he half- grinned. Then he said, "You know all the answers, don 't you ? I' I said, "I ought to, I wrote the book.'7 NVe had hamburger a11d fried potatoes and canned corn for dinner. finishing off with can- ned peaches and some really good coffee. I forgot. my predicament long enough to eat a good part of what the Redhead put on the table. "You eat like a. blank blank gannetf' he re- marked once in a disinterested voice. Only he didn 't say Hblankf' I thought it best to ignore that, so I said, "IYhere are we going?" He didn't look up and that gave me a chance to notice that his hair was wavy. "We're going up the coast a bit." he said vaguely. "The fewer questions you ask the better it 'll be for you." "Oh," I said, feeling squelched. There was something squelching about him. After a few minutes of awkward silence, he told me, very coldly, to go up and tell Charley to come down. and to hold the wheel until he came up. So I did. and when I told Charley, he said, rather anxiously I thought: "How are you and Red getting along?" '4Oh, swell," I told him. "Just a couple of lovebirds. " He twinkled at me like a pleased child and went out of the chart house. I rather enjoyed having the wheel to myself. The cruiser was tearing along at a good rate, the water piling back from the bow, even though it was sunny and warm it was rather choppy, especially as far out as we were. Cabin cruisers were new to me, I was used to open fishing boats, and this cruiser had more gadgets than you could count and was absolutely fascinating. I went exploring-still hanging onto the wheel-and found the accelerator, or whatever you call it on a boat. In about a second I had us going at a devilish speed, that scared me. The engines MANET 17 simply roared and spray battered at the glass. Hut I liked it, for all 1ny fright, and was just beginning to enjoy myself hugely. Then I looked up and discovered the Redhead standing in the doorway witl1 a look of cold white rage on his otherwise rather nice face. When I looked at l1i1n in all innocence he made a flying leap at me and knocked me clear across the chart house. "IYhat in blank do you think you're doing?" he yelled, and slowed her down. I QIIGSS I had her a little off her course, too, because he cursed under his breath when he looked at the com- pass and charts. I could feel myself getting hot. I never did stand for being treated like a common deckhand. "You don't have to be so profane," I said caustically, though I didn't feel caustic. After all, a girl gets kind of tired of being cursed all tl1e time, and I have feelings that can be hurt, just like any other person. So I said as steadily as I could: "If I got off the course, I'm sorry, but Charley didn 't tell me anything about what I should do. And you don 't have to swear at me so much. I didn't. ask to go with you. Lord knows, I don it want to get tied up with a bunch of rum-runners." I was as dignified as anyone can be who 's just ready to burst into tears. Then I stalked out, and the Redhead yelled after me, "Hey, wait a minute!" But I kept right on going. I went for'ard and flattened out on 1ny stomach, watching the combers that we went into. That's my favorite sport. Everytime we hit one I slid a little towards the edge. It was very exciting. Wlieii Charley came up to take the wheel he yelled at me to hang on, but I didn 't see any more of the Redhead till later. "Later" was when the squall blew up. I could see that it was getting darker, but I did not think anything of it. The breeze turned cold all of a sudden, and the water changed from blue to gray, and we rolled some. Wlieti I began to slide too much I thought. I'd go aft to the cockpit, but just as I started the cruiser pitched suddenly to starboard and for a minute I had a feeling that Charley and the Redhead were going to be minus their passenger. I wondered if the Redhead would regret his un- pleasantness towards me, in the event that I found a watery grave. Then I iiattened down again and hoped it wouldn't be long now. It wasn't. The rains descended and I was rapidly soaked to the skin. It was an awfully long squall. The rain pounded dow11 on me, and the wind tore at me. I was cold, scared, and utterly miserable. I shut my eyes and cringed, until somebody grabbed my ankle and I let out a howl. The next thing I knew the Redhead was beside me, shouting through the wind. I caught some- thing he said, and it wasn't complimentary, but I gathered that Ile wanted me to go aft, and why didn't I, silly little fool, so I said just as violently, did he think I was out there because I enjoyed it and stop calling me names you big bully. So there we were side by side in the bow, be- ing pelted by rain and half-drowned by every comber we smashed into-and everytime I looked away from the Redhead I saw the roll- Illg' deep rolling nearer. Finally the Redhead shouted: "Come on, come on!" VVe got into the cockpit safely. I don't know how. VVe hung on to each other and crawled along those beautifully slippery decks, and slid half-off a dozen times. After we had caught our breath the Redhead pushed me towards the hatch. "Down you go," he said, but I balked. I didn't want to go below. The Redhead, be- hind me, gave me a gentle shove so I had to go down a couple of steps, and when I looked around he was right behind me. UGO on," he snarled-"snarled', is the only word to des- cribe it. "No," I said, and at precisely that moment the cruiser gave a sort of leap and so did I- only mine wasn't voluntary. I lost my balance and took a nosedive into the middle of the cabin. The floor rose up and hit me in the face, and that's the last thing I remembered. The next thing I knew, someone was prying 1ny mouth open and pouring in, something that tasted like liquid fire. I guess it was brandy, but at that minute I didn 't care what it was. I just wanted to get rid of it. So I clamped my mouth shut and pushed the glass away. Tl1e11 I realized that someone was holding my head up. and that my cheek was rubbing against his jacket, so I opened my eyes to in- vestigate. It was the arch-enemy, of all people. He was looking very worried, and was actually pale. I grinned at l1i1n and he looked relieved. "How do you feel?" he asked anxiously. Such solicitude surpassed my wildest hopes. To have HIM concerned over me. "I don 't know," I said, wondering myself. "Well, sit up and see." he suggested. I did so, though I didn 't like to move. II was slightly dizzy, and had a faint headache, but beyond that I felt fine. I assured him that the 11l.lU1'5' WHS Hot serious and he drew a long breath. - "Thank Godff he said pionsly. '4You were out almost ten minutes, and I was afraid we were going to have a fractured skull on our hands. You've been enough trouble already. kid." He got up from his knees and gave me a hand up. "You'd better lie down on a bunk," he added. "Youll find some dry clothes in one 18 MAN ET of the lockers. And don 't let me see you on deck again." That was one time when I didn 't have any answer. It was somewhat of a shock to dis- cover he hadn't been worried over me but over how much trouble I'd been. I sat down on a bunk and watched him go up on deck. Then he battened down the hatch and I was all alone, far from home, drenched to the skin, with a wobbly feeling in the legs and a headache. while a tempest raged outside. Moreover I was at the doubtful mercy of rum-runners. and Heaven only knew how I would ever get home again. I didn't change my clothes. I wept bitterly into a pillow. In the middle of my own little private storm, someone came down the hatch. It was Charley. He patted my shoulder and said: "Are you seasick. kid?" "No," I said indignantly. "I have never been sea-sick in my life. That Redhead pushed me down the hatch." I gulped over uttering such a lie, but I was so darned mad that I had to say something to blow off steam. Charley made a clueking sound with his tongue. and said soothingly: "That wasn't at all nice of him, was it? XYell, suppose you change your clothes and take a little nap. You'll feel better then." He went out and I wearily opened some lockers. looking for the one with the clothes in. I found it at last. Clean dungarees and blue workshirts. as well as white shirts and white flannels. I would have explored some more but I was too woozy. I put on a pair of dungarees and a blue shirt and went to sleep. I was rudely awakened by someone shaking my shoulder and a voice shattered my dreams. "YVhat in blank do you mean by telling Charley I pushed you down the blank blank hatch?" I glared at the Redhead dopily but sincerely. '4IVell. you did. didn't you?" I asked with a yawn. "You know blank well I didn't! Take my clothes and then tell a yarn like that about. me!" He IVAS mad. I was so tired that it was like lifting a heavy burden to answer. I didn't feel like being funny 01- fresh, I yawned again. and then said: "I don 't. know why I said it. I'm sorry." He looked at me for about a minute. It was the longest minute I ever knew. Then he said abruptly: "How old are you? Fourteen?" "Seventeen going on eigliteenfl I told him. I suppose I did look younger than that. sitting there with my legs under me and wearing the clothes that were too big for me. "As old as that." he said as if he were talk- ing to himself. Then he straightened up and started for the hatch. "XYe'll put in at East- port. in about an hour. Know anyone there?" He was very brisk and impersonal. I thought hard, yawning all the time. Gradually the cob- webs in my brain were pushed aside by the memory that Raoul Trudeau's married sister lived in Eastport, so I said "Yes," and went back to sleep. I dreamed some more after that. It was a sort of sequel to the other dream, if dreams have sequels. In the first one I was having a fight with the Redheadg in the second one I was about to go to a watery grave Cand was I scaredfi. Someone was holding me by the wrists and that was all that was keeping me from the briny deep. It was a terrific moment. I looked up and discovered that my rescuer had red hair! Imagine my embarrassment. to dis- cover that after we had thrown figurative brickbats at each other during the longest day I ever lived through, we had become suddenly the best friends in the world. VVhen at last he hauled me to the deck I thought it was time to wake up, so I did. lVe were in still waters when I awoke. I lay still for a while, wondering if we were al- ready at Eastport. Then I decided, with my usual perspicacity. that the only way to find out was to go on deck. I staggered to the hatch and climbed up. It was dark, and overhead there were stars. I stood there for a minute. looking around. Land loomed to port and lights twinkled all along the shore. So we were there at last. anchored in the harbor. Suddenly I felt like a sawdust doll that has been dropped in a pail of water. How in the name of all things good and holy was I to get to Brigport from East- port? A six hours' trip in a cruiser built for speed-I was furious. I went. into the chart house with murder in my heart. The Redhead was there reading a book and smoking. The book. I noticed. was "The I'nforgotten Prisoner." and it struck me as symbolic. "Hy. Jack Dalton," I said as nastily as I could. He looked up at me with elaborate surprise. "Oh, hello." he said. "Hungry?" "Noi" I snapped. UI want to know how I'm supposed to get home from heref' He stood up and stretched. '4IVell, now," he began. Then he smiled. One corner of his mouth went up. and his eyes crinkled. If I hadn't been so mad I would have smiled back -it was that kind of smile. "IVhy, you poor little waiff' he said in a sort of sympathetic way that made me feel like bursting into tears. 'tYou poor little waif, you've been taking everything to heart., haven 't you?" HXVhat are you talking about?" I demanded glaringly. icW9i1'6 going back to Brigport tonight." he said in a pitying voice. "So rest assured, little coughdrop, all will be well." MANET I9 I felt as it' a bomb had exploded at close quarters-you know, sort of dazed and wonder- ing. I put a hand to my head and looked at the Redhead vaeantly. "XVhat's it all about ?" I managed weakly. "You have been deceived," he said. "by my pious friend and drunken companion, Larry llazen-the rat. And since you seem to be a thoroughly unpleasant child l let you stay deceived. Maybe it will be a lesson to you." All this with the kind of smile the teacher used to wear when sl1e let you come out of the corner and said she knew you were going to be good after this. I felt like mutilating the smile, but I sat down instead and sai1l: "Maybe I could understand better if I had to eat first." "Thats an idea." said the Redhead. "You seem to have a hangover." So he went below, and he made coffee, and opened a can of corned beef hash. I certainly made inroads into that hash. It tasted better than all the Christmas turkey and fixings in the world. The Redhead gave me ample time to improve my disposition. Then, over coffee cups, he said: .- "CharIey's gone ashore to call up Brigport. and let them know we're coming. He 's going to pick up my sister and bring her aboard here." I began to see a light. "Hey!" I exploded. "Are you a rum-runner or what?" "My child." said the Redhead, "I am 1ny father's invaluable secretary whenever he's in these parts. He is now in Europe and refused to take me because he said he wanted to enjoy himself and not have to bail me out of foreign jails where my youthful exuberance and love of adventure are liable to lead me. So Charley -I found him on the Boston waterfront- t'-harley and I took the 'Molly II' and went. to South America where we had one glorious time seeing life. NVhen my father finds out he'll disinherit me. but I buttered my bread and now I have to lie in it." I must have looked thundeistruck. I couIdn't. think for a minute. Then I stuttered: H lti was all a j-j-joke? Larry f-f-fooled m-me?" He nodded. "It was a rather dirty trick. after all. I don't- blame you for being upset." liefore I had a chance to say anything there was a sound of people on deck. and the next minute a girl came dowll the hatch, a girl with red hair who flung her arms around the Red- head and kissed him. Then t'harley appeared and beamed at us all. The Redhead disentangled himself and said: "This is my sister Mollyg Molly, this is-this is-what is your name?" I gulped and said, "Jean," and didn 't have the sense to say, "XVhat's yours?" Molly, who was pretty and sort of Hepburn- ish, said: "Neither of you kids has to explain. t'harley told me everything. Are we going down to Brigport tonight?" "Starting now," said the Redhead, and made a dash for the hatch. Molly followed him. 'tt'harley." l said. "Are you a friend ol' mine?" "For life." said t'harlcy plously. "VVhat do you want to know Q?" "What did you mean when you said you had to follow a schedule?" I tixcd him with my eagle eye and awaited an answer. Radiance flowed from his face. 401' was it perspiration "U "Just that Miss Molly was expecting us at eight tonight," he said mildly. Then Molly herself poked her head down at us. UMy brother wants some sweetness and light up at the wheel," she called, "and I don 't till the bill." Charley looked at me. "I guess that means you." he remarked coyly. Never did he look so much like Cupid as at that moment. "Y'darn tootin'." chortled Molly, "and hurry, befora he runs us on a reef." There was just one light on in the chart house and that was over the instrument board. The Redhead said, 'tHello," when I came in, but nothing else. I stayed in a dark corner for the rest. of the trip. There was an acute silence-one of those silences that are louder' than noise. I thought over everything that had happened and thought about everything that might happen. and what I was going to say to Larry Hazen when next I beheld his smirking countenance. Or WAS I going to say anything to him? Looking at the Redhead, whose head and shoulders were faintly outlined with light against the glass, I was undecided. Maybe I dozed a little, because suddenly I saw the little lights of Rrigport around the harbor, with the Eastern Harbor Point to port and Gray's Headland to starboard, and I knew we were home. I stood up and went to stand by the wheel. The Redhead spoke so suddenly it made me jump. t'I'll wager," he said conversationally. "that with your face washed and your hair combed. and your own clothes on, you wouldn't be a bad-looking kid." "I'm considered very pretty at times." I replied coldly. "lint I like you the way you are," said the Redhead. I knew, too. by the way he spoke that he meant it. And there was something else in his tone that made up my mind for me, concerning Larry Ilazen. Ile was STILL my friend. IVhat did you say? Of course the Red- head 's name was Kevin Faraday! XVhat did you think it was? 20 MANET Hum the Hektnear gut its Num, ARLENE GAFFEY, 7-3 Chin-Chin was a light brown Pekinese puppy, who lived with his mother and brothers and sisters in a small town in Nanking. China fright o11 the Yangtse riverl. Unlike other puppies. Chin-Chin was rather dissatisfied with his present home. He wanted to get out and see the world for himself. Now Chin-Chin had a great uncle who sat on the throne beside the emperor of China. who Chin-Chin thought was a real "blue-blood." This made him all the more determined to see the world. Perhaps he might sometime have the honor of sitting on the emperors throne. So on one very warm June night this deter- mined pnp stole silently and quickly away from his Xanking home. He continued on his long. tiresome journey till dawn and found that he had reached the public square. He suddenly grew very hungry. for he hadn't eaten a mite since the preceding day. And when he found that it was impossible to secure anything he rather longed for his home with his kind mother and brothers and sisters. He tried to find the way back but was unable to do so. After he had gone around the square in seven circles he grew very tired. It hap- pened that just as he was turning a blind corner. the emperors chariot came clashing down the street and the cruel speeding wheels ran right over poor little Clllll-Cllll1.S nose. He cried out in pain very pitifully. A kind little girl witnessed the accident. ran across the square. picked up the now sobbing Chin-Chin. and took him to her l1o1ne. And lo and behold! When Chin-Chiu re- gained consciousness. hc found that he was right on the kitchen floor in his Nankiug home. and the kind little girl bending over him was his own loved mistress. Mary. Although Chin- Chin was safe again at home. his poor little nose could never be replaced. A And from that day forward. the Pekinese dogs have had short stubby human-like noses. Gruiar nf the Ermmarh CContinuedfrom Page 63 dived in after -Jackie and the three chums sported in the cool water for about half an hour. After their dip the boys were busy performing various duties: Cliff. bringing the log-up-to- date: Stan. running the motor for half an hour to charge the batteriesg and Jackie. cooking supper. He did a creditable job with the aid of the "Galley Guide." a book for novices. except for burning a pan of biscuits. After supper Stan washed the dishes which were dried by Cliff and Jackie. At six o'clock. the boys went ashore in the dinghy which had been lashed to the roof of the cabin. They landed at the Plymouth Yacht Club. "You fellows are from the Quincy yacht out there, arent you?" inquired a gen- tleman. who appeared to be the Commodore. as the boys came upon the veranda from the floats. "That 's right.. sir." answered Cliff. "Going to be here long. boys?" asked the Commodore. "Just for tonight." responded Stan. "were on a cruise. We head for Gloucester tomorrow, then home." "Darn nice boat! What're you going to do tonight? Theres a good show up at the Old Colony Theatre. " "We were planning to take it in," answered Jackie. "after looking around a bitf' Leaving the yacht club the boys strolled arou11d the town. seeing Plymouth Rock and the statue of Massasoit, and passing through Plymouth Park. . Rettuning to the yacht club they were hailed by a member of the club, "Say, boys, you go- ing out to your boat?" "Yeah, " answered Jackie. "WeH. will you take Mr. Jenkins here." nodding towards a neatly dressed. prosperous- looking gentleman at his side, "out to his yacht. the 'Tod'?" 'Sure thing." responded Cliff. As they rowed out Mr. Jenkins explained that his crew didn 't expect him until tomorrow. "Boy, that is a swell yacht you've got there, Mr. Jeukinsf' exclaimed Jackie, Ha house boat, isn't it?" "Yes, would you boys like to come aboard and look her over?" "Gee, thanksli' the trio responded almost simultaneously. The HTod" was a. beautiful yacht. one hun- dred ten feet long. Shea was wonderfully equipped with beds. not berths. and all the other conveniences fotmd in a well equipped home on land. Tile baths, mahogany furniture, everything. conceivable or inconceivable! Back on board the "Tecumseh" Cliff called MANET 21 his father on the short wave radio sei, working duplex. Cliff had promised to call him at eleven-thirty and it was then eleven-forty, but he just managed to contact his father who was on the verge of giving up listening for him. Next morning the breakfast of orange juice, ham and eggs was prepared by Stan. About eight o'clock they raised anchor and proceeded up the harbor under auxiliary power. Reach- ing the mouth of the l1arbo1', with a strong southeast. wind blowing, they set the course at ten, heading for Gloucester. An hour later a heavy fog set in. The 1112111 at the wheel was obliged to sound the horn every minute. As they proceeded they heard a blast of from four to six seconds every minute, indicating a steam vessel was nearby. The "Tecumseh'i was luifed until the boys saw her riding lights ap- pear and disappear. They then filled away and proceeded on their course. Suddenly they heard the fog horn of a sailing vessel on her port. tack Qtwo blasts in successionj. She loomed up out of the fog and barely missed ramming the HT6Cll111S6l1.77 She was a Gloucester fisherman, probably on her way home from the Banks. XVhen they had pro- ceeded but a short distance, Stan shouted. "Look, a man in the water, clinging to some flotsam S" "O gosh yeah," answered Jackie who was at the wheel, "I'll bring her alongside, and you toss him a rope, Stan!" This maneuver was carried out and the man, barely able to fasten the rope around his body. was drawn aboard the i'Tit'Cll1l1SGll.,. As Cliff and Stan carried him below, Cliff said, t'Put him in the forecastlc where he won't be dis- turbed with our passing in and out." The boys wrapped the man in warm blankets with a hot water bottle and, while Stan prepared some hot black coffee, Cliff applied an ammonia inhal- ant. XVhen the man regained consciousness. because of the stimulation of the ammonia. Clif asked him his name and why he happened to be in the water. It seems that he was Joseph Stanson of the "Maria," a Gloucester fisherman, and he had fallen overboard. By the time the HTQCl11IlSCl1H reached Gloucester the man was able to go ashore with the boys when they went for supplies. Thank- ing them profusely for saving his life, Stanson left the boys at the Gloucester Yacht Club. After obtaining supplies, the boys proceeded to the wharf at which the famous schooner "Blue- IIOSPH was docked. The boys looked the beau- tiful schooner all over from the wharf and then went back to the HT9Cll111S0l1.H After the sup- per of steak, potatoes, onions, carrots, peas and gelatine, cooked by Cliff, the boys read and listened to the radio until eight-thirty when Cliff called his father on the short wave as arranged in their conversation of the evening before. Tl1e boys then turned in and slept the sleep of the weary. The next morning at seven the boys arose a11d had their breakfast of orange juice, Pep and French toast prepared by Stan. They got underway around nine o'clock, proceeding up th-e harbor under engine power. Once outside the harbor they hoisted the sails and proceeded under this power. A strong southeast wind was blowing and the "Tecumseh" sped along towards Long Island with a 'tbone in her teeth." Not far from Gloucester, Jackie cried, "Look at the 'Bluenose' coming up behind us! Gee, she sure looks swell!" "You bet 2" responded Cliff. As she passed, the "Bluenose" saluted the "Tecumseh" with a blast of her fog horn and the boys proudly answered her salute on their little horn. The trip was short and fast, well enjoyld by the three boys. The sun was shining brightly and a stiff breeze was blowing. The "Tecumseh" proceeded through Nubble Channel and shortly they picked up her moor- ing. The sails were lowered and furled and the wandering sailors were home from the sea, after a cruise of three days. "I feel rather glad to be home after all our fun," mused Cliff. "Likewise," replied Stan, " 'Home, Sweet HfHlll0i.,, Uhr Ellatv nf the Bnlphin Hidden along the coast of Panama, at the time of the seventeenth century. lay numerous inlets inhabited by bloodthirsty, swarthy sea- men. The land along the shore line lay barren and waste, stretching for endless miles as far as the eye could see. The desolate spot was only slightly relieved by a few clumps of bushes scattered here and there, over a small portion of the area. The clean sand contained fine particles of colored stones wl1icl1 glittered as they caught the reflection of the sun. The merchant vessels, on their voyages, pu1'- posely avoided the seemingly innocent strip of land for countless reasons. One of the many was, that there lay hidden behind the shore line, in a gloomy forest, a nest of the most dangerous. barbaric pirates to be found in 22 MANET Panama. Tl1ese bnccaneers plll.llClt'l't'f,l tl1e u11- fortunate 111ercl1a11t vessels as tl1ey plied 011 tl1eir ll11G1'l'll1Q' patl1s to the New Wo1'ltl. Sucl1 was tl1e fate tl1at befell tl1e t'Dolphin." Tl1e vessel l1ad llflljll caught in a severe storm, but IIOXV as tl1e mighty sea llilil Ctlllllflil Elllfl slapped upo11 tl1e sides of tl1e ship, she was co111pelled to slip 1lOlS9l0SSlj' upon tl1e Stlllfly shore of tl1e cove, for the rudder had been Ll3l112lQ,'GCl Zlllll further travel was impossible llllfll it l1ad been repaired. The vessel, besides ElCUOllllll0ll2lllllgI the Span- ish tlaptain Rllll tl1e crew, carried the Slllilll S011 of tl1e captai11. This was l1is tirst big' trip to tl1e New VVorld beyond the ocean of which l1e had heard lllilllj' colorful, glowing tales. The UDolphin's', cargo co11sisted of valuable silk being carried to tl1e 1'lCll inl1abita11ts of New Orleans. Toward nightfall tl1e unsuspecting crew pre- pared for a 11igl1t 's rest to be able to 111eet tl1e inevitable hard labor ofthe next. day. There ap- peared great, si11ister shadows toward the stern of tl1e sl1ip. Silent as P2llll'llt'1'S, Slllilllljl' shadows 11i111bly ascended tl1e lVO0Cl91l sides of the ship, a11d 11ot lllllll tl1ey had planted theinselves i11 various corners of tl1e ship were the leader and crew aware of l'fl1G lllI'lilllgI danger sur- 1'OHllCll11g them. Quickly they rushed for their pistols and swords in preparation for defend- lllg' theinselves, but it was too late. The plunderers rushed 1113011 the defenseless men, Hllfl slaughtered lllttlll right and left, including' tl1e captain. .lust a moment before, l1e had thrust his S011 i11to at Slllall cran11y of itll? galley, and l1ad appeared again to 1119915 his death at tl1e hands of a group of bloodtl1irsty pirates. It was 11ot lo11g before tl1e crew of tl1e MDolphin" had b6G11 slain and heaved over- board. Tllfj' l1ad put up a strong tight, but tl1e surprise of tl1e attack a11d the odds were against fllelll. After ransacking the whole vessel and lay- ing hands upo11 anything which seemed valu- able, they divided tl1e booty under tl1e careful observation of Alverez, tl1e pirate leader, whose eyes were ever XV3lCllflll for cl1eati11g of Flllf' kind. Any 11l9l11bG1' of tl1e crew would be only too thankful to receive a trifle more tllall his share. Suddenly f1'O1ll tl1e galley CHIHQ a. loud wail, Hllfl a sobbing youngster appeared. Standing on the bloodstained deck, l1e was a pitiful fig- ure. Slowly shuffling up to the amazed men, l1e flung a golden object. to the o11ce speckless deck. As Alverez snatched it up in his greedy fingers, l1e inquired of tl1e boy, who he was. He had to be satisfied with only, "I am the cap- tain 's sonft The men became restless alld gazed ques- tioningly at the leader, Alverez. He flung up a hand for silence Elllfl gazed at the calm sea, while l1e tried to collect tl1e JfllOllQ'llfS 1'0Vl11g i11 his llllllll. -lust as surprising as tl1e preced- ing incident, so was his answer, t'We7ll keep him." As tl1e time passed Hllfl tl1e boy grew up i11to young' manhood, he acquired a gift for song. It was no longer a strange event to 1301116 upon tl1e young H1311 singing rough, burly sea SOIIQQS to tl1e crew, for tl1ese were the only songs of wl1icl1 tl1e ll2ll'Ll0l1Gtl 111611 had any knowledge, and which they i11 turn taught l1i111. At ti111es when tl1e pirates b0C2l1llG over jovial f1'Ol11 drinking too 11lllCll ruin, they tossed coins of all sizes to their G11l'9l'fill1101'. These l1e kept illltl it was 11ot long before he l1ad l1oarded a surprising' 21111011111 As for Alverez, l1is 11100LlS often CllEl1lg2,'9tl. His nature depended 1117011 tl1e weather, or tl1e booty l1e secured f1'01ll plundered sl1ips. XVll91l l1is good nature came to tl1e top, l1e gave tl1e boy the best education l1e had i11 l1is power to give. This tl1e boy XV0lCO11lGLl as a refresl1n1e11t from dreary years spe11t on board tl1e vessel. There came a ti111e XVllG11 tl1e ship 's crew were too preoccupied to pay 111llCll attention to hi1n, illltl during this illlltl l1e spe11t l1is time trying' to analyze himself. Vtlhen his 11lllf'l'Pt'11lll year rolled by, l1e 11o- ticed that the captain l1ad b9C011lG llltlfllly a11d spent lllfllly long hours i11 solitude, so it did not co111e as a great surprise to hi111, lVll911 one day Alverez SLll1l11lO1l9Cl l1i111 to tl1e cabin for privacy. He obviously l1ad a weighty IIIHJEJCPI' to discuss. The crew l'P1ll2ll1l6Cl below to gamble away or perhaps to win tl1e booty tl1ey l1ad received 011 their latest expedition. Alverez sat i11 silence for a wl1ile and over him can1e a feeling of dread at tl1e thought of tl1e confes- sion l1e 111llS'E 111ake to this tall, strapping boy XVllO11l he l1ad co111e to love as his son. Then hurriedly l1e lHlll1CllQCl i11to l1is bloody tale of plunder aboard the ship belonging to the boy father wl1icl1 l1ad 6l1ClGLl in sucl1 disaster. He ended l1is tale as abruptly as he l1ad begun it, and gazed pleadingly up into tl1e face of the YOHIIQ' man. The lad put hin1 at l1is ease, at once, for l1e l1ad nothing in his heart but for- giveness. VVhen tl1e youtl1 finally understood tl1at he didn 't belong to the pirate ship, but still per- haps had a mother in "Old Spain," he became restless Hllfl felt an urge to travel to satisfy his own curiosity concerning the fate of his mother whom he l1ad never known. At length tl1e captain permitted the youth to make plans for l1is departure and after handing the boy l1is ring, l1e had kept for all these years as a mark of identification, he sailed as near the coast of Florida as he dared where the boy was received without questions by an individual who did not look like the picture of honesty. MANET p p 23 A t'ew years later i11 the streets ot' Madrid there appeared a young' serenader who lliltl no occupation other tl1a11 to entertain the ricl1 Zllltl poor alike. From his ineager earnings he clothed tllltl fed himself. After a fllllt' he he- Utllllt' a t'amiliar figure and seemed as n1ucl1 a part ot' fill' city as tl1e huildings and streets. Not Elll evening- passed that the young' man didn't come to sing' to the people of Madrid. lt became a well lilltiXYll fact that no entertain- lllt'Ilf was complete or regarded as a success without. his songs. Many persons at dusk l1ad pictures revived i11 their n1i11ds once again as they listened to tl1e serenader's sweet songs. l11 a particularly beautiful, marble structure in the southern side of tl1e city, there dwelt a grray-liaired. sad-eyed woman. There still re- mained a few traces of the beauty wl1icl1 had heen hers. o11 her lined face. Rarely a day passed that she did not sit on lltll' balcony and graze at tl1e waterfronts in tl1e distance, as it soinethingr for which she was searching would unexpectedly slip into the harbor at any minute. and when dusk had deepened into night there came an inevitable look of longring' tllld disappointnient over her countenance. On one of these many occasions a shadow suddenly appeared under the low roofed balcony and under the cover of darkness sane' songs of the sea. It seemed as if this supply was never endingr, for as soon as one ended he launched into another. At length he ended his recital and the lady placed a handful of coins ill l1is outstretched palm. He made a sweeping how tllltl passed on i11to thc next courtyard where he started anew. As she closed the shutters ot' her halcony windows, his clear, young, it'llOl' voice came faintly to her ears wl1icl1 she strained to hear tl1e distant 11otes. 'l'his came to pass each following' night, hut no words were uttered hetween them, and per- haps this would have co11ti11ued indefinitely had 11ot unexpected guests from a far city ap- peared Ollt' night. Xvlltill he came to serenade. she asked l1i111 to step i11 a 1lltllllt'lli' to enter- tain l1er Quests, for he would surely ,Qjillll great protit from these generous Spaniards. Wlhile he was giving' his recital, she sud- denly noticed the curiously ornamented ring which he wore on 0110 of his fingers. She grave a stifled grasp, but showed no other sign of surprise. He G11i91'T2ll1l0tl the visitors until they decided it was time to depart, but they did this with obvious regret. He would also have departed but she detained him with a sign. After every guest had gone, she asked him where he obtained a ring' of such queer design. He told her tl1e story of the capture and death of his sea captain father while she listened with ashen face. She showed great emotion at the conclusion ot his story, ifllltl he asked the cause of it. She disappeared into the adjoining room and re- appeared with a ring' of the same design. He suddenly realized that all his wanderings would now be ended. So the two, who had waited countless years for this, were united. A Bag in the "'B.iz1h" ANNE SHENNETT, Il-2 We come to our "lah" class prepared for the day- tAs to that perhaps the instructor could sayj. 'l'l1e class straggles in, we finally get started. To tl1e instructors dismay, no thoughts have darted 'l'ln-ougli our compendious minds, as is seen By the things we say or those we mean. When precautions are given, and last lllllllllt' ll0l4'S. ttlli these our instructor sometimes dotesp "All l'lKlll.i"-lllt' permission to start to work, Hur keys are t'ou11d. we're told not to shirk. XYe start tl1e experinient, hoping: in vain 'lfhat the test tuhes we'll keep, tl1e henehes not Slilill. We stand tlllll minutely equipnient weigh, "ICxaetness is time-savin,z" Illt' instructor will say. A flask. a ringstand. and tubing ot' glass, l'l'ttll2ll'2lll0ll being: made tlirougrhout tl1e class. t'hlorate, nianganese. and acid poured in, The latter we know is injurious to skin! We vifrorously heat things to the distress tif tl1e instructor. What he says? You may guess! Ilrawers are opened and shut with a hang, As hotties all rattle, metallic sounds clung. Pop! goes a gas jet. "Attention !"-, the command, "A gas jet is on!" It's turned off hy swift hand. "Smell tl1is!"k4:1 hottie thrust under our nose. I'nt-ensciously we breathe to tind there no rose, Instead, sulphur dioxide. a gas distasteful, We have no desire of this to he wasteful g Thus llle oliject. ot' a neig'hl.1orly prank, For which tl1e neighbor deserves a good spank! We strive with formulas. equations, usw tu. s. v.J Sonietimes it seems that it's "all Greek to me"! Iiusily writing' we ti11d ourselves choking, The Sl'IlN2lflUll is really very provoking! Stllllt'0llP!S erpiipment is eltervescing' 1lA'fll'02e11 chloride. Tl1et'eeli11Q,"! Iiistressing! Sizzle and crack! goes Stllllt'lttltlj'!S tlask. 'l'l1at it's hroken. ol' course. we need not ask. Surely the setup l1ad been inspected. 1'erhaps it mi,u'ht have lieen rejected! Or maylie tl1e person in alvstract mood XVas caret'ul not where the l1ot llask he stood! A faucet is illl'Ilt'tl. water is splashed. For our paper across the way we dash. We ti11d it spotted. and slightly damp. It' we only could get our hands o11 tl1e scamp! A hurry Zlllll hustle to get our work done. Ill lnelween times a IllUIllPllf is snitched for some fun, We test tl1e products, They could he better, "The materials we used weren't' quite to the let tg-r" 24 MAN ET lVe clean up the benches and all to perfection. Just according to the instructors direction. XVe hurry through drawings. which looked at again Seem to have been made by someone of ten. "Finish up quickly. we're told as we hurry. "Or to your next class you'll have to sc-urry I" The whole class is finished as the words are said! XVhat the instructor will think. when this he has read. As teacher says, "Papers in at the end of the class!" The heart sinks. in more than one boy and one lass. A minute or so-b-rringgg goes the bell, As for a day in the "lab". that's all I can tell. E112 linsrtta Stunt LORNA DRUMMOND, I0-2 QA tablet of basalt. containing an inscription in two forms of Egyptian hieroglyphics and in Greek, was found in Rosetta. Egypt. in 17519 by Monsieur Bousard. It supplied the key to the ancient ll1St'l'lDfi4lllS of Egypto ln the land of ancient Egypt Flows the Nile by sphinx and temple. Monolith with hieroglyphics- Early form of picture writing lfsed by scribes and priests of Iris, Thus they wrote that fair land's history On the tombs of all the Pharaohs. Temple walls and reed. papyrus. There is found that ancient record. Years passed on, the land was conquered By the Greeks and then the Romans So that writing was forgotten And was lost for many ages. Yet. a scribe of Ancient Egypt Chained beneath the hand of labor On a stone engraved these symbols Of the ancient picture writing. And beneath it carved the writing Of the later lords of Egypt. Then two thousand years later. Long was lost the Roman culture. Came Xapoleon with his legions Despoiling all the land of Egypt. And a soldier of this army Stumbled on that stone. half buried. Carried it with him to Paris. There a little while, it rested. Tlien a scholar saw the writing, Found in it the key, long wanted To that ancient picture writing. Thus was found the stone, Rosetta. A 'Hagahnnh Sung ELIZABETH WALLACE, I2-3 Blue sky above me Clouds, billowy, white. Sun in the heavens Sending forth light. Brilliant and warm, Life giving ray. I thank god For the sun today. Black sky above me Seeniing so near. Stars ill the heavens Sending forth cheer. 'lfwinkling and laughing, Blessed and bright. I thank God For the stars tonight. Skating Bags MAE RUMRILL, 8-9 It rained all day and then the next The water froze the ice Into a slippery sheet of glass That made it sniooth and nice. One by one the skaters poured Upon the solid pond W'ith joyous laughter carrying back And reaching way beyond. The colors flew by thick and fast Spots of red and blue. All the merry young folk Lots of old folk too. All the pond was crowded With people by the score Who cared how cold their toes might get When skating socks they wore? How joyous are these skating times That winter brings along. "Hurrah for good old skating days" Will be our sole theme song. Enya iEnh ELIZABETH WALLACE, 12-3 Quiet evening and fading light, Shadows softly creep, And the sky now grey, reluctantly sees The round sun sink to sleep. Then night like a blanket settles, And holds within its sway A strangely silent world that rests, Awaiting another day, MANET 25 leathers Arrrft Sm 'Bah MARION KELLY, I0-2 Carol Travers kissed her mother good-bye, trying to look carefree and happy, but feeling very lonely and homesick, already. It, was her nrst day at "Miss Gibson 's Boarding School." After seeing her mother disappear from view. she glanced at the girls and felt very much confused because she did not know one of them. Finally, she found her room and sat down to collect her thoughts. She wondered what l1er roommate was like. Carol looked in the mirror and said very sternly: "Now listen here. Carol Travers. You're going to stop being so silly right now. The very idea of being homesick! You know Miss Gibson is very 11ice a11d Miss McCleany is a darling. ' ' The door opened softly and a small dark girl entered. XVith a cheerful "hello," sl1e threw herself on the bed. "Are you my roommate?" sl1e asked. "XVell, it looks that way. NVhat's your name? Mine is Carol Travers." 'tl am Helen Daniels, 24 Belmont Street. Baltimore, Maryland, born in the year 1917 of Mr. and Mrs. James H. Daniels. If any flu'- ther details are wanted, call or write to the station to which you are now listening." "Thats complete enough," laughed Carol. Suddenly a bell rang so loudly that both girls jumped. 'tlt must be dinner!" said Helen. t'Let's go. I'm starvedll' Feeling very shy they went downstairs where they met many other girls who felt as they did. The girls seemed friendly and soon Carol and Helen were laughing and talking with them. After a few days, one ofthe girls said, "We ought to have a midnight feast, they always do at boarding schools." The girls all agreed to the idea and soon plans were under way. Now there are only two little questions to be answered. IVhere shall we have the honor- able feast? What on earth shall we eat, dust?" "'We could have it i11 our room," said Helen looking rather doubtfully at her roommate. "Well, I suppose we could," said Cfarol slowly. "I'll write to my mother and ask l1er to send us something. Of course, I can 't tell what it is for." "My aunt will send us something." "Do you really think we can get away with it?" "Sh, girls! here comes Miss Benson I" "Boy, doesn't sl1e look mad!" , "She gave us the next five pages to trans- late! What a Woman !" Finally, the great day came. None of the girls were able to do any work during class periods. Miss Benson and Miss McCleany stood talking in the corridor. "I think something is going to happen to- night. Nobody did any work at all in Latin," said Miss Benson. "l was a girl once and know that when I was a freshman in boarding school a midnight feast just had to be held. I am on duty tonight, and those children will have a good time until 11ear the end, when I shall walk in and help them eat the remainder of the feast." NI can just see the faces on those girls when you walk in. I wish I were on duty, too." "I will call you so that you can come into the room with me." t'Do you know what room it is to be held in?" 'tXo, but I can easily find out." Meanwhile the girls were discussing the event in Carols roo1n, not suspecting what was going to happen. "IVell, there 's the bell. Don't forget girls. Quarter of twelve. " t'As if we could 2" That night when Miss Benson went around and peeked in each door, sl1e had all she could do to keep from laughing. "As if anyone couldnt tell from their faces what is going to l1appe11 tonight. " About quarter of twelve, white figures were seen running from room to room. hls everybody here?" whispered Helen. 'All present and accounted for!" 'Lets eat!" 'Look at those sandwiches! Did you ever see so many? Cake, cookies. pie, and candy! XVe'll never be able to finish it all." "Lets try. anyway." Miss Benson rapped softly on Miss Mc- Cleany's door. Miss McC'leany came out and said, "I'm all ready. You know, I believe that I feel more excited than those girls." The girls were all seated in a circle with only one candle lighted. "So far. so good! Yfe haVe11't been caught yet. Let 's hope our luck continues." At that moment, the door opened softly and the two teachers entered. The students turned around witl1 startled looks on their faces. "Well, girlsf' said Miss Benson," we have come to join the party." "I hope you will welcome us," said Miss McCleany. "XVell, er, nh, sit down, won't. you?" said Farol. D 4 6 K 26 MANET "Carol, your 'wells' some day will make a river," said the English teacher. "How did you know we were having a party?" asked Helen. t'VVhen girls don't do their work in class and go around with guilty faces, we teachers know that there is something in the air," said Miss Benson. "Are you going to tell Miss Gibson?" "If you girls don 't give us something to eat, we will," said the Latin teacher. After the party was over, the teachers looked at each other and smiled wisely. "There will be no more midnight. feasts." The next day the girls met outside Room 14 in which the party had been held and discussed the party of the night before. "Gee," said Helen, 'tteachers aren't so bad after all. Are they girls? 7! nrthrrn 4 xpnaurea By MEN ABOUT TOWN Grab yourself 2111 aspirin, children, we're here again. XVARNING!! All publicity hounds looking for recognition in this column will not be noticed unless they are willing to expose their private "lives " That diner at Norfolk Downs seems to have taken the place of MacKay's for that after- school Hputf that refreshes." It seems to us that the assistant editor of this rag spends more time writing and reading let- ters to and from Marian Johnston than doing his homework. Oh, for the life of a schoolboy! At one of the volley ball games one of Mr. VVhitney's dear children was heard to cry out, "Oh, mama, look at papa 's new underwear." Under the order of a certain authority one of our very pretty senior girls was among those present at a seventh grade penmanship class. How you doing, Rheta? To this casual observer it seems that "Mutt" Mathurin got the inside track in the eternal triangle between Ann Peterson, himself, and Ralph Bevins. Info: One would-be student went into room 212 eating cheese crackers. Result: Miss Say- age furnished another full box for him. Think it oyer-Angels. The Voice came out one week connecting 4'Bill" Morrison and "Giggles" Kendall, and the next week connecting' him with Tliora Soderberg. How come? Is he that good or is it. you, Shields? Believe it or not, Ralph McLeod tactuallyj played the part of a modest shrinking violet at the football entertainment. NVho'd have thunk it? Grover "SaWhorse'7 Clark is running around these days with paper and pencil. Wliat for? 'NVhy, Just to give you his autograph. Dunbar and VVallace-'nutf said. Info: The perfect alibi for a. w. o. l. in study rooms is two "misled" library slips. 'Tis said a recent visitor to North remarked: f'Tl1ere not a bad looking' bim in the bunch." .lust imagine what he'd say after all these knit- ting creations appear! -lean Curry just had to add that feminine touch to "Kurt" Buttertield's football sweater. A red cord and tassel. XVhat the well-dressed horse will wear as modeled hy ".linnnie" and "Mal" in the foot- ball entertainment. SHORTS and sweet. C'ruelty to dumb animals!! Miss Billman eating all kinds of refreshments in front of the starving cast at the class play rehearsals. In spite of George 'tDimp" Howe 's leader- ship in red shirts, the black shirts have be- come prominent. - They don 't show the dirt. TOO SVVEET FOR XVOBDS: "Dicky" Carlson in a boy scout suit. Mr. Luce saying 'tambiguityf' Mr. SIHOYPTQS benevolent grin. The Voice's voice. -Tack Garden in knickers. 'tPete'7 Zoia pushing a baby carriage. Mabel Finch admiring "Ned', Assmus's dimple. Big business for the truant officer lately- what with Joe Penner, Phil Baker, and Jimmie Lunceford in town all in a row. 'Tis rumored that the question before the band at present is whether to be snappy in military uniforms or sweet in capes. In spite of the Girls! Club play being "for women only" among those in attendance were Mr. Hofferty and "R-ussy" Willianis. Adios, children! We will be seeing you in the graduation number. MAN ET 27 IS IT LOVE '? "XYillie" Prosman and -1--. Pl1il Emery and Betty Bloxsom. George Hampton and Betty Sanders. Carolyn Trop and Reggie Leith. Peter Cooke and Edna Shyne. XVilliam Frye and Dorothy Stebbins. George Hill and Irene IVillard. lncidentally, we see that a nifty lfttle senior blonde, is doing some fancy kicking besides peddling smokes at Steuben s these days. -lust curiosity? NVe wonder if Mr. Collins had any special idea in l1is mind when he issued that order to clear corridors immediately after school. Clouldn't you fellows ,just go for these gals who come to school wearing those delectable ski pants. Especially dirty red ones with bean- tiful light pink sweaters. "Deacon" Uarlson is having a hard time making up his mind between two peaches. IVhich is the rosier, Dickie? IYe hear that the president of the Student council was called a "three minute man." The question that occurs to us is. is he prepared for action or is Ile a soft-boiled egg? IVhat ho. Reggie! Uhr Eiarg nf E1 Jinx Efrrrirr MABEL SCHWAB, 8-9 Nov. 2. New family moved i11 next door today! I hope there 's a dog can play with. One playmate isn't enough. Nov. 3. Saw the new dog. She sits 011 a pillow all day. Nov. -I. Met Fifi today. stuck-up. Don it like her. She 's awfully Nov. Rags and I went exploring in the woods. XVe found a baby fox and started to play with it. Its mother came along and chased us away. Rags almost stepped into a trap. but saw it in time to miss it. Nov. 10. Rags and I went to Fifi's party. IVe didn't have much fun. Fifi has a nurse to take her out. Baby! Nov. I2. Rags and I took Fifi into the woods. Everything went fine until Fifi got caught in the brambles. VVhat a job we had getting her out. I don't like girls! Nov. I-I. Vhewed at the master's slipper. Didn't taste very good. Got a whipping and was told to go behind the stove. Nov. Iti. The family went on a trip. They tried to take me. but I ran away. Played with Rags all day. Nov. IS. Rags has some new brothers and sisters. They haven't opened their eyes yet. Nov. 20. Family brought back a cat. How I hate cats! She's petted all the time. She has my place by the fireside, and I have to sleep down cellar. She's teacI1er's pet! Nov. 21. Rags and I are trying to get rc- venge on her. Tried many different ways, but it was useless as she was too smart. Nov. 23. I took Mitzi out in the woods to- day. IVhen we passed a big elm t1'ee a big white thing jumped out. Mitzi was so scared that she ran into the woods. The "white thing" was Rags with a sheet over him. Nov. 25. Nothing important has happened since last week. Fifi won 't speak to us. Every time we go by her, she sticks her nose up in the air and we laugh at her. Dec. 5. My birthday today. Vtlhat a day! The mistress took the family into the woods for a picnic. Rags XV6'11f with us. IVe chased a rabbit and a fox. Got back safely, though. Dec. IO. A baby visited us today. He nearly pulled my tail out. Dec. 20. There 's some mystery around here. People are tying up and hiding funny-shaped articles. Dec. 22. Tommy, the baby. got into a jar of ,iam and hid behind the chair. IVhen we found him he had jam all over his face, hands. and rompers. Dec. 24. Master and Mistress decorated a tree after the children had gone to bed. IVonldn't I like to get. at the funny shining balls they hung on it! Dec. IVas awake at 5.30 A.M. The children got up early. I got a package of dog biscuits, and a new sweater. Also a collar with a license. Dec. 27. Saw Fifi today. She got a new pillow and blankets, new ribbon, and a bottle of milk. She thinks she 's swell! -Ian. I. C'ouldn't. sleep last night: it was so noisy. Everyone was yelling, "Happy New Year." And I hope yon, too, have a happy new year! 28 MAN ET Elie Ehrilla nf at ifiifetime MIRIAM THOMAS, I2-I It was a trip full of thrills and adventure that was started that morning late in June, just as the sun was beginning to rise. It was to be a trip half across the continent to sec all the wonders from here to the Mississippi River. Our first stop was Niagara Falls. The beauty of the famous Falls can only be realized by standing directly beneath tl1e1n. for Illtlll only is one able to recognize their majesty. Certain waterproof clothes have to be put on before one can venture down to the water-soaked platform beneath tl1e Falls. I was told to put on a Hannel shirt lxwhich scratched me until I thought I'd go crazyl. and a pair of flannel knickers that hung otf somewhere between my knees and my feet. An oilskin coat and hood. and a pair of slippers which must have been at least size ten, to say the least. completed my costume. An elevator took us Qthe guide and mel far below, and we started out on the slip- pery, slimy board walk that is built over the rocks to the foot of one of the Falls. I was pro- ceeding along behind my guide when suddenly a gust of wind blew the spray from the Falls right over me. It was like a sheet of rain de- scending on me and I felt my wet. clammy knickers flapping around my legs. YVhen I was as far under the falls as I could get, I looked up and pointed to the top of the falls. Such a torrent of water went rushing down my neck and down my sleeve that I thought I was being washed away in a flood. Seeing a sign at my elbow informing me that "You're all wet." I decided that nothing could be lost by looking up again. Imagine my surprise to see 167 feet of water cascading down at my feet while the sun on the water made rainbows everywhere I looked. I ahnost had to tip over backwards to see the top tanother torrent of water down my neckl. but I know I shall never see another beauty of nature as wonderful or as breath-taking as my viewing Niagara Falls from their very feet. Across the barren stretches of the fields of Canada we went, until. at dusk. we arrived at the busy little town of Port Stanley on Lake Erie. Although Lake Erie is one of the small- est of the Great Lakes. one would think it the Atlantic Ocean. Great ocean liners ply back and forth across the lake: waves break-on the white sandg and upon the beach, the merry-go- round, the roller coasters. the ferris wheels, the peanut and pop corn stands all vie with one another to produce the most noise. They call it the "Coney Island of Canada" and that is almost. a perfect description. for the only thing lacking is the spicy tang of the salt air. The best part came when I plunged into the waves and for an hour enjoyed the thrill of swimming in Lake Erie, one of the Great Lakes. Continuing along the shores of Lake Erie, across the great Ambassador Bridge into De- troit, past the great Ford plant and village at Dearborn, through the arid farm lands of In- diana and Illinois, we came at last to Madison, Vfisconsin. where we visited with friends for more than a week. The highlight of our stay there was our trip through Freeport, famous because of the address made there by Abraham Lincoln. through Baraboo. home of the Ring- ling Brothers circus. to the home of Flysses S. Grant, and thence to Dubuque, Iowa, where we came upon the long-looked-for Mississippi River, majestically winding to its destination in the south. Although it is far from being at its widest. at Dubuque. one can easily imagine the heavy boat traffic there is on it in the south. But although it is rather narrow at Dubuque, we were shown places destroyed by the floods even though they were almost a mile from the river. After spending most of our money in tolls crossing the river, we returned to Madison. Wisconsin, and then to Chicago and the lYorld's Fair. The XVorld's Fair! How often had I dreamed and thought of being there and now my dream was realized. First, there was the gay Avenue of Flags with a great eighty-foot flag for each state. On one side of the Avenue was the beautiful red and white Sears Roebuck Building, the plain white Illinois Host Build- ing. the yellow Swedish Pavilion and the C-zechoslovakian Pavilion, where novelties from those countries were sold. On the other side was the black and red Italian Pavilion modeled after the plane in which General Balbo came to America a short while ago. Then came the Loama Temple. a beautiful Chinese building without a single nail in it. Across from the Temple was the great Hall of Science with its massive towers and modernistic architecture, where one could find anything from how to brush teeth and the causes of cancer to the evolution of man. Next to this was the Gen- eral Exhibits Group which contained among other things, a wonderful exhibit. of rare dia- monds. There was also an exhibit of dolls dressed and modeled in such a way as to rep- resent such famous persons as Florence Night- ingale, Jenny Lind, Queen Victoria, Martha Washington, and Bible characters. In back of this was the Hall of Religion and the great Havoline thermometer which could be seen from all parts of the Fair and which gave the correct temperature at all times. Then the villages: first, the "Streets of MAN ET 29 Paris," then "Old Heidelburf'." "The Midget 11 F' Village" with real midgets and midget. homes, and then old "Fort Dearborn." Across the street one could see the mountains of the Bel- gian Village, and the American Colonial Vil- lage. The latter was very interesting as it con- tained lnany places wc all know of. Paul Revere 's home. Mount Vernon, the Old Boston State House and a real village blacksmith under a "spreading chestnut tree," and many other buildings connected with Colonial America. After that was the "English Village" with Shakespeare 's Home, Ann Hathaway's Cot.- tage, the Old Globe Theatre where an English stock company was putting on Shakesperian plays, Vtfine Office Court where Oliver Gold- smith lived, the Old Curiosity Shop and many other typical English places. Then came the automobile buildings. The great Ford building had a tower built in tiers. At night each tier was lighted up in a different color. In this building there were Egyptian carriages, ox carts, covered wagons, buggies, and all types of old-fashioned automobiles, right up to the present Ford, which could be seen rapidly being put together. In the Gen- eral Motors Building across the way, one could order a Chevrolet in the morning, watch it be- ing made, and drive it away at night. Across the street we saw the Chrysler Motors Build- ing and next to that the Travel and Transport Building with its dome suspended by steel girders. If there were many people in the build- ing, the air would cause the dome to rise: if only a. few people, the dome lowered. The Travel and Transport Building and The VVings of a Century depicted dit'I'erent types of old- fashioned transportation and those of today. Over on the Island, was the Food and Agri- cultural Building containing all sorts ol' food and agricultural machinery. The Hall of States consisted of numerous rooms, one given over to almost every state in the union. Florida was particularly noted for its hanging moss and tropical plantsg California for its redwood trees: Arizona for its white sand floor. In the Electrical Building was contained every possi- ble electrical appliance. An interesting feature of this building was an electrical robat which smoked, turned on and off electrical appliances, sat down, and got up. The Horticultural Building contained all types of beautiful gard- ens and Howers. Last of all, tucked over in a corner was Hollywood, where a different celeb- rity appeared each week. Over the North Lagoon was the famous Sky Ride, and in the center of the Lagoon, a beautiful fountain made up of a hundred small fountains, was brilliantly lighted every night with many colored lights. After Chicago, we turned homewards. Through Indiana. Ohio, XVest Virginia, Penn- sylvania, New Jersey, and then to New York. Vile visited Radio City, and had another thrill, for we were able to watch a broadcast going on. We visited the studios of Rudy Vallee and Lanny R-oss, we saw the contraptions used to make sounds like waves, rain, or a steamboat. After a short stay in New York, we at last arrived at home, very tired and still thrilled over the whole trip which had started so long before on that June morning when the sun was just rising. Elite Miniature Qlllanri RUTH DAGGETT, 8-4 Stnrg-hunk llanh The slumber boat is waiting, Come join our sleepy hand, And we'll drift away in dreams dear, To anchor in storybook land. For story-hook land has streets so wide, And quaint little people too. Everything seems in harmony there, With plenty to see and do. Mother Goose folk live on the hill, Uur faithful friends and true. Jack Spratt, Bo-Peep, and Curly Locks, Cinderella, and Little Boy Blue. History Village will be our next stop. Oh! What a thrilling quest, With Washington, Lincoln, Lee, and Grant, Heroes we love the best. In Poet's Vale awhile we pause, A peep at fiction and then, Wait! Our visit is landing us A Safe in Blanket Bay again. Eanztg OVR oRE.i'r nixzmxu Let us picture our school as a great bazaar. The pupils Ell'9 those who attend: the sales- people are the teachers who sell their wares at an exceedingly low price. For instance, you may purchase Mathematics for accuracy and thought. Also you may purchase many other subjects by just patient trying. You must be sure to att.end regularly if you wish to be among the winners. Remember, the price you pay is small compared to the reward of being a success in the world. ' JOKE Firemen are like garters. Xow why do you suppose? Garters hold t.he stockings and fire- men hold the hose! 30 MAN ET Y- 4-- -- Y 11 1 'iiooe Scvemcgoemv ' V-S H 555 4-QED'YAA1Al-4? WHO smo 1 :AMS RUNNIV- YA BIC, BULI-Y H 4 WHEN A C!vrUY 'SEES RED'- IUCT1 Jo gfoq, SXPOSQ 'H-,ggi Serve The 1-Qf,eSh,mehf9??o1 E27 fFfiCfEA?.Q 6.332 I fffkl Q-gi 'jiip -, 2 gg 33' cf? 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"Betty." exclaimed l1er mother, "do stop using sucl1 sla11g !" Betty did 1l0t stop to liste11 to the lesson, but rushed upstairs to tell the good news to Tom, lltxl' younger brother. The two weeks seemed like two years to Tom and' Betty, but at last tl1e day came wl1en they waved good-bye to their friends, and the train pulled out of the statio11 Hlld headed west- ward. Chapter Two The long journey to Leadville was an enjoy- able o11e to both j'0llllQ,' Ellld old. The mountain scenery like many other sights was very beautiful. One night tl1e llfifllll stopped with a sudden jerk Zllld a screeching of brakes which awoke tl1e soundest sleepers o11 lfllth t1'2llll. Betty raised llt'I' window a little higher a11d looked up towards tl1e t'llQ'lll0. There stood tive men ?ll'lllPtl with revolvers. Handkerchiefs were tied around tl1e lower part of their faces, illld their hats were pulled ClOXVl1 low so lllilt tl1eir faces could 11ot be see11. In front of tl1e group stood two lllt'll lVll0lll Betty thought to be the engineer Elllll the lll'0lll2lll. Their ll2llltlS were up i11 tl1e air. -lust at lllilf lll0lllt'llJf tl1e Oll- gineer lllkltlt' an attempt to pull the cord which would sound the whistle, but tl1e tallest lllilll wl1o was standing ill front, pulled tl1e trigger of l1is revolver wl1icl1 was aimed at l1im and the engineer fell to the ground i11 a llt'2lp. Then tl1e tall lllilll exclaimed, "I guess llltflt will teach you. Let anyone else try it, Hllll he will taste tl1e 8211110 ki11d of lead." Pointing to fill! fireman, he gave tl1e other men directions to tie him up and put l1im behind some bushes. Betty pulled i11 her head and ga-sped, "Mother, it's a train holdup." At this Mr. Anderson started to lll2lkQ l1is way through tl1e crowded car to see if he could be of service, but Mrs. Anderson pulled l1i111 baek. "Ilan, you 1IlllSll1,l- go up there. You're liable to get shot!" exclaimed Mrs. Anderson. But Mr. Anderson pulled away from llt'l' grasp tllltl dis- appeared i11 tl1e car full of excited people, some of XVll01ll were hiding tl1eir valuables i11 the bG1'lllS Ellltl i11 many other places. Mrs. Anderson sat LlONVIl on l1er berth and wept for fear of llGl' husband's getting shot. while Betty a11d Tom tried to comfort her. Soon Mr. Anderson came back, much to their relief. The expression on l1is face puzzled them, for l1e was Sllllllllg' at a lllllff like this. He told all tl1e passengers tl1at they were only making a moving picture of a train holdup. Soon the berths were again filled Ellltl tl1e train moved 011 toward Leadville, tl1e A11derso11 family 's desti11atio11. Chapter Three "Leadvi1le," sl1outed tl1e conductor in l1is usual manner. "Betty, you take those two overnight bags." exclaimed Mrs. Anderson, "and, Toni, you take the black leather suitcase. Your father and I have to take care of tl1e trunks. YVeill meet you on tl1e platform." AVBGII they were all gathered together on tl1e platform, a 111311 i11 an old Ford drew up. The children recognized l1i111 at once as Uncle -lack, a11d 1'2lll up to 111eet l1i1n, followed by tl1eir 1notl1er a11d father. After tl1e greetings were over, they loaded thc baggage OlllO tl1e battered Ford. They were soon traveling over tl1e rutty road towards the 1'ancl1. It did 11ot take long to get there for it. was only five 111iles from town. Betty and Tom spent tl1e rest of tl1e day exploring tl1e ranch a11d making frie11ds with the cowboys. That night their llnele .lack promised to take ll1Clll out to all old llllllt? of l1is i11 "Shadow Fanyonl' which l1e was about to give up, for he had not been able to get Zlllj' gold out of it. The next. day Betty a11d Ttllll arose early and had tl1eir breaktast. lVhiIe they were wait- lllgl' for tl1eir lllllCll wl1icl1 their Aunt Doris was putting up, their uncle showed l'llCll'l how to saddle their horses. Soon they were ready and rode out to "Shadow Canyon." Their uncle pointed out tl1e dift'erent places of interest Zllltl soon they came to the old mine. They tied tl1eir horses fllltl cli111bed down tl1e ladder which led tl0XVll tl1e shaft. llncle -lack stopped to ll2lllllll01' off Stllllt' rock to show tl1e111 l1ow it was done. Betty was11 't lllf-9I'GStCCl i11 this. She was eager to see the rest of the 111ine so she continued to go farther in. VVhen she saw she was near theiend of it, 32 MAN ET she saw a rat. As any other girl would have done, she screamed and fiung herself up against the wall. Her hand pressed downward on a protruding piece of block, and she was amazed to feel it moving downward like a lever. As it moved downward. a section of tl1e wall moved inward like a door. Before her eyes was a sight which dazzled her, for there on the floor of a little room with rock walls lay a pile of golden nuggets. By this time, Tom and lfncle -lack had ar- rived on the scene and stood in awe as they 'gazed at the piles of gold. XYhen they had col- lected their senses, l'ncle -lack said .humor- ously, "VVell. Betty, you 're quite a fast little gold diggerf' After Ending that the piece of protruding rock was the handle of a lever which opened tl1e side of the little room or cave, they picked up a few of the nuggets to put into their pockets for proof of their story, and pulled the lever upward to close tl1e room. They spread their lunch out on a rock by a stream in the canyon. NYhen they had finished, they rode back to "Sunset Ranch" where they told their story of good fortune. Most of the praise was given to Betty. Had it not been for her girlish fright, the gold never would have been discovered. As tl1e discoverer, her uncle promised her one-third of tl1e profits of the llllllP. "IYell," exclaimed Betty 's father, "this cer- tainly has been a winning vacation for you." Uhr flllarurlnua Emrtita STEPHEN HORTON, I0-I QF1'LJll1 the speech of Senator l'. J. B- in the halls of the Senate on March ll, 193-LD "Mi: President! I rise to speak in defense of radio advertising. 'fIYlien one sits down and turns on the radio, immediately the air is filled with a program of good, bad, or indifferent quality, this program we learn was made possible by such and such a. company. The announcer tells us of the ex- cellent quality of the product or products of that company. As he begins his discourse, the hearers shout, 'Shut that offf' But. stay, have you ever considered what they might learn from the few remarks of the annoimcer? t'IYe have often wondered of what our tooth- paste is made. By listening to the program on which our brand of toothpaste is advertised, we soon learn what the ingredients are. Or perhaps. the financially minded or the investors would like to know the amount of the assets and liabilities of this or that life insurance con- cern. By turning on the radio, they are able to have that information without laborious re- search. Then one must consider the great his- torical value of these advertisements. In these the trials and tribulations of the originator are told. Science is oened in a. vast field, we learn that this chemical combined with that chemical will result in the product which offers such great benefits to mankind. We must acknowl- edge that radio advertising is not torture. It is an invaluable asset to the radio in regard to educational value. "The maerial benefits received from radio advertising are innumerable. By Writing a limerick or an essay or what have you, the listener obtains a handsome reward, provided the piece extols the advantages of the product supporting the contest and is better than any other one submitted. Thus one can obtain some 'easy' money in submitting these pieces of lit- erature. Those who desire to enlarge their vocabulary will hear new words constantly be- ing used to inform the listener exactly what the product is like. The mere fact. that these words are used in the superlative degree need not worry him who seeks after knowledge, for if he just cuts off tl1e EST and looks the word up, he will have an addition to his vocabulary. The countless letters which are read over the radio ought. to go far in reestablishing the lost art of letter writing. Another person's opinion of that product is often required by the dis- crnninating buyer who is in doubt whether to risk his money or not. These letters are usually praising the product to tl1e skies, but that need not worry him as he merely wanted somebody else's opinion, and now he has it and should buy without further ado. Perhaps you use your toothpaste for the sole purpose of cleaning your teeth. If you do, you are quite old-fashioned, for you may learn forty differ- ent uses for your toothpaste by merely tuning in on a certain program. "I have endeavored to prove to you that this thing called 'advertising' which makes possible programs otherwise impossible, which enables you to hear Amos n' Andy from Monday until Friday is also beneficial in other Ways as I have shown. "Mr, President! I move that We have more advertising on our radio broadcasts." MAN ET 33 i wlir Huirr Arrriata Attrntiun ifihitnriztlii The "Mamet" takes this opportunity to wel- come "The Voice," the newspaper published every three weeks by the students of North Quincy High. The staff: Editor-in-chief ....... Gordon Shields News Editor .... .... D orothy Stebbins Sports Editor .... William Pratt Art Editor .... .... X 'crnon Jensen Social Editor ........ Sydney Leonard Circulation Manager. .Thelma Throndsen Faculty Advisor ..... Miss Ruth Meisner Mimeographing ...... Miss Ruth Dennison and pupils of the comrnercialdepartment. As a school grows in pupil enrollment, as North has consistently done in the last few years, the initiation of new projects is a whole- some sign. It proves that a physical and a statistical growth is accompanied by an intel- lectual expansion all the more purposeful be- cause it is another outlet for pupil participa- tion in an extra-curricular activity. That f'The Voice" stands for such a purpose is clear from its aims: "lVe have chosen 'The Voice' as our title because it tits our aim to give voice to the various events throughout the school. These articles are written for students from a stu- dent 's point of view." As we all well know the newspaper plays an important role in modern life. No institution can afford to ignore the influence of journal- ism. XVe at North compose a big institutiong one in which the business of learning how to live is being taught. How far reaching then will be the ultimate influence of "The Voice"! -lust as newspapers in the outside world do. so does "The Voice" reiiect the aims and the tastes of the student body. This fact alone places a marked responsibility upon the shoulders of the staff of the "The Voice," to select for writeups those articles of school news that will acquaint the student body with its full duty towards the school as a whole. For example, throughout its sport section it should not only report the results of athletic contests, but also emphasize the importance of good sportsmanship, especially on the part of the large group of students who attend the games. Perhaps a few suggestions on student social behavior at extra-curricular performances held in the auditorium would not be amiss. Of course Mr. Collins and the teachers have spoken of student conduct with very satisfactory re- sults, but a minority of students has not been moved to react favorably. It is from these stu- dents that "The Voice" can arrest attention, for the printed word reaches farther than the spoken, and its influence is subtle and pro- foundg especially when that written word is "for students from a student 's point. of view." Perhaps we shall see in the not too distant future a student forum in "The Voice" for the lively exchange of student opinions. Already in its infancy "The Voice" has justly become popular with the student body. In conclusion we of the 'tManet" staff not only welcome "The Voice" but pledge to it our continued and active support by promising to be in the front ranks of subscribers to its every issue. At the 332211 nf the Brunei The Music Department at North Quincy High School has achieved recognition for the excellence of its work. Such praise has been well earned. for the glee clubs. the orchestras. and the band in all their appearances at school assemblies and at public affairs have given musical performances of high grade. It is true, nevertheless, that there is more to consider in the case of the band than just the quality of its performance. Yes, indeed, we refer to uniforms for the band. Rands have always been uniformed. A band without uni- forms is an artistic unreality, a deceptive illu- sion. XVhat the dabbled smock is to the typical artist, the neat uniform is to the band player. Of course the fact that our band is only a year and a half old accounts for the lack of uniforms, for it is economically impossible at the start of any public school project to at- tend to all the details. But now is the time to raise money with which to buy uniforms. lVhy now. you ask? VVell, this spring, Quincy is to play host to other schools at a musical conclave. liand competition will- be rife. Do we want on that day to hang our heads in shame because the North Quincy High School band will be with- out uniforms? Do we want our boys to look as much out of place in the conclave parade as a fellow in sport clothes at a formal reception? Or do we rather want the physical appeal of a 34 MAN ET smartly uniformed N. Q. H. band to stimulate our nerve centers? The sound of our own band and its rhythm will, under this last con- dition, give us a thrill, and we will happily keep time with our feet. The Music Department is anxious to be able to buy uniforms for the band before the con- clave. The Department alone, however, can- not raise the necessary funds without the sup- port of the entire student body. Last Novem- ber, the Music Department held a worth-while concert. Noted artists on the program in- cluded N'VaIter Smith and his son Stewart, Miss Roberta Clark, members of the Wlollaston Glee Club, and the Quincy High and North High bands. Unfortunately the auditorium was only about half full. Has the student body kept its faith in the Music Department? XYe feel sure that it has, but that it was simply negligent in buying tickets and in selling them to music llitltg "Life is one long' stream of activities. ol work done, of energies transformed. A plan of life, therefore, is a plan of work." XVe should realize how true this statement is, and should see that the essential thing that is needed in order that our many elforts may be crowned with success is a plan. There was never any great business, engineering project. or military performance that was successful without carefully drawn plans before the ac- tual practical work was started. Our intelli- gence tells us that we in this school need plans. plans that we should start now and develop into a complete and intelligible scheme that we may use for our life and work. XVe are work- ing every day and nearing the end of our school life where our real life begins. VVhile in school we work out the plans that have been 7' anim There is, these days, a much overworked adage which admonishes us "not to change horses in mid-stream." This department thinks it not amiss, since this is the mid-year period. for all of us to stop to examine the merits of the horse we are now riding. If, unfortunately, it is a decrepit old plug it would be wise to change to a horse of spirit for the rest of the rideg in other words, we must now take stock. If our old way of studying, or rather, of not studying, takes us near the danger line, there is time enough to change for a better Way. It lovers in the district. The school is going to sell candy daily. the proceeds from the sales to go towards the fund for buying' uniforms. And we of the "Mamet" Staff urge the stu- dents of the school, especially those thought- less ones who spend all of their recreational money outside. to remember that in the spring they may be proud of a neatly uniformed band provided that they cooperate 100W with the Music Department in raising money to buy uniforms. Students in grades 7 and 8 at North all en- joy one period a week of directed extra-cun ricular activity. This program is popularly known as club period and occurs the sixth period every Tuesday. During this time pupils and teachers. riding the same hobby, informally rub elbows in a ,jovial spirit of give and take. Mr. Foy is this year, general chairman of the club program. Perhaps our readers would like to glimpse at NortI1's clubs on review. tConf1'm1ed on page :flip lglau? made by our school committee, parents, and teachers, but our schooling is only the begin- ning which is made easy and comfortable for us. Every one wants success, and a continued easy journey from the day he finishes school to the end of his life, which he can getl only by planning. No successful life was ever planned in a dayg sd we must start before it is too late. l.Vhile we are standing still as we are now, gaining knowledge and experience, we are rich. for we have those with us that will help us and guide us, but soon we will be forced to make our own way in the fast moving life where no one will stop and wait for us to plan. The longer the time we have to plan, the better our chances are of being successful. Therefore we should and must start now. RUSSELL WILLIAMS, I2-2. ilianhinga takes grit to change deliberately from a pro- gram which has us in a comfortable rut. It is nevertheless, worth it, if we are in mid-stream with a questionable chance of reaching our goal, to ge courageously against the old order of things, and make a new' start for the better. So, if we haven 't progressed very successfully up to the mid-point, let us take a chance on a change. Let 's change our horses in mid- strealnl And, happy landings in June to all of us! ! CATHERINE ZOTTOLI, I2-I. MANET 35 iEhitnria1l:.lHni11ta Vague hopes are kindled by those last in line. so it is at our lunch counter and in our studies. "Coming events cast. their shadows before," and there are only two shadows per ten weeks that we fear at North. "Old unreliable,"-unwritten excuses, will we ever learn? To be present in any class around 2.30 is to be, in many cases, absent. lt is connnon knowledge that a bird with only one wing is crippled-poor North-1960 -?????? llsually the overworked are the ones to growl, but sounds of dissatisfaction have been heard from the Athletic Council-they claim too much idleness. XVe didn't know we had balconies at North. but maybe that's the reason our dances are attended by so few. XVhat every Northerner needs is enough will to concentrate-on homework of course. VVhat else COULD it be? We thought that the dictionary, "Caesar," and "Sans Familie," were the least cared for books at- North, but your Editor thinks dif- Elhr flllleriiug will On Thursday afternoon, January 31, the Girls' t'lub of North presented "The Meeting lVill Come to Order," a play in one act by Noel Walters, in the auditorium before a good- sized audience. The production was directed by Miss Elizabeth Savage of the faculty. The cast: l'l:ll'1l llolllns .... . . . .Ruth Strasburg Matilda Strong. .. . . . . .Elizabeth Wallace Varrie Werner .... ........ ll Iiriam Thomas Ilattie Wetzel. .. ...Kathleen Iiuddenhagen Lizzie t'asey .... ........... E dith Zottoli Aggie Simpson .................... Elizabeth Sanders The entire action takes place in the living- room of t'lara Hobbs' house. The set used the previous Friday for the Senior Class Play was also used for this play. The costumes we1'e riotously funny, and cer- tainly smacked of hick town eccentric styles. Lizzie t'asey's ever-slipping. old-fashioned shawl and bobbing pompom feather on her hat were typical. lVatch Varrie lVerner's red hair with her made-over giddy purple dress just short enough to reveal her cotton-ribbed stock- ings above her high-buttoned shoes, and you can see the illusion of small town costuming was faultlessly carried out. ferently. The library beckons. t'ome you pupils-get acquainted. Many seniors can hardy wait for their rings. lVl1at fun it will be to wave them inajectlcally toward the poor, insignificant underclassmenY North's disappointed pupils wouldn't feel quite so sad if they could get a glimpse of some teachers' high school records. Possibly the teachers have ENTIR-ELY forgotten those days -possibly. Challenges are often issued at North and some easily defeated, but the class of '36 will have a. task when we say that "Big Hearted Herbert." can 't be "beat" Large profits-Excellent product. Yes Hthe product determines the profits," and "The Voice" isn't just getting along. A safe bit of philosophy for most Northern- ers who travel in study halls, is that "silence is a safe journey in any land." Then there's always the "Monday morning quarterback," who would have done so much better if he had been in that game! Assemblies, special or otherwise, are a God- send to many hard-working students-so over- loaded with work that one just must take a last?-look at,-etc., etc. Glnmv in tbrhrr The action of the farce centers around the efforts of Clara Hobbs to get her club of mar- ried women and of one spinster to accomplish deeds of note. The outstanding acting in tl1e play was done ly Kathleen Buddenhagen and by Elizabeth Wallace, both of whom gave excellent inter- pretations of their roles. Their diction was equal to that of stock company actresses. Edith Zottoli furnished a lively comic note, and Miriam Thomas helped the action with the clever rhytlnnical rocking she indulged in for stage effect. lloth Elizabeth Sanders and Ruth Strasburg were satisfactory in their roles. Alumni Editor speaking: iiNlllllll!'l', please-just one moment," greeted me, and l waited patiently, 'phone in one hand, pencil and paper in the other. You've guessed it. I was trying to find out how the world is treating those poor straved souls who left us last year. lielicve it or riot! Most. of them missed the good times thev had enjoyed at North, and they were actuallvlenvy- ing me for being still in school. Maybe we can't: appreciate this feeling until we 'ref on the outside looking in, too. tCmvtinued on page 38D 36 MAN ET 01111115 nn 'iKeuir1u Educational Travel Club The Health Club Sponsor-Mr. Sylvia ln this club boys possessed with the spirit of wanderlust are taught how to travel intell- igently and economically on their own initia- tive. An accumulated account of their many happy jaunts would read like a chatty page from Robert Louis Stevenson 's charming travels. President, Henry Pierce. Stamp and Coin Club Sponsor-Miss H. Hunt Not with the miserly motive of Silas Marner. but with an optimistic desire to collect and to trade coins and stamps, the boys in this club enjoy a profitable period each week. Presi- dent, Edward Moody. Leaders' Club Sponsor-Miss Reilly The active pupils in this club practice gymnas- tic set-up drills, devise new exercises, and then each day between the second and the third periods of class work, revive the waning pep of students in grades T and 8 by directing set- up drills. President, Barbara Munroe. Hospital Happiness Club Sponsor-Miss Bradley The thoughtful members of this club are doing an excellent piece of missionary work every week. Scrap books and nick-nacks are made and sent to the shut-ins in local hospitals. The club has adopted for its motto an altruistic sentiment: "Spread a little cheer throughout the year." President, Karen Galberg. The Mystery Club Sponsor-Miss Howlett Boys and girls as mysterious as Houdini himself have loads of fun every week trying out new juggling devices and tricks on one another during a thrilling club period. Presi- dent. Charles Yilatkins. The Cartoon Club Sponsor-Miss Sundelin Black boards covered with crazy ideas and sensible ideas: drawings funny and serious: everyone gay and merryg yes, you've guessed it. The Cartoon Club is in session. President. Frank Hawco. junior Hi-Y Club Sponsor-Mr. Hardy lnstructive and educational moving pictures. talks by famous outsiders, and general club routine afford the boys enrolled in this ac- tivity at least. one enjoyable period each week. President, Francis Howe. Dramatic Club Sponsor-Miss Brown From the ranks of this earnest group we may expect someday to find a worthy successor to Katharine Cornell or to Bert Lytell. Already the talent of these actors and actresses is re- ceiving favorable comment. President, Marion Osborne. Sponsor-Mr. Forrest c'Seek health and find happiness" is a true motto for this club if we judge by the lads we see belonging. Their posture is as straight as a soldier 'sg their happy smiles prove that they are benefitting from their good clean habits. President, Paul XVilcox, The Sewing Club Sponsor-Miss Goeres Smart industrious fingers and the busy click of needles take that "stitch in time that saves nine." so the girls in this club believe: and we agree with them too. President, Urna Gom- bert. Handicraft Club Sponsor-W Mrs. l'arroll The artistic members of this club make favors and novelties, many of which rival in delicacy and in good taste those novelties found for sale in the stores. Some members of the club who have won prizes for their work are Hazel Dai-tt, Anna McGrath, Marguerite Yann, -lean Peterson, and Thelma Jensen. President, Beulah Maclieod. Art Club Sponsor-Miss Smith Moving pictures illustrating different phases of art work, out-door trips to take sketches of natural scenes. jaunts to the Boston Art Mu- seum and to the Quincy Art Center. All these activities are squeezed into club periods by one of the most progressive groups at North. The Book Club Sponsor-Miss Coyle Every Tuesday the library is the happy meeting place of forty-eight book lovers who simply ransack the shelves for more and better books to read. 'We predict there are boys and girls in this club that will some day be famous authors. How the world needs another Dickens or another Longfellow! How much longer will we have to wait, boys and girls? President. Marilou Le Doux. MANET 37 The Checker Club Sponsor-Miss Warren Interest runs high in room 213 every club period. Why not, with plenty of red-blooded North boys and heaps of checker boards? t'lifford Caseley. George Hurley, and Frank Richards are champions that any checker fan in the city would find hard to beat. Presi- dent. Ted Adams. First Aid Club Sponsor-Mr. Phillips The thirty-seven pupils in this club form one of the most practical activities in the school. They have gained knowledge of first aid treat- ment and will be glad to render their services to the school whenever they are needed. How fortunate we are to have these student doctors a11d student nurses in our midst! President, Louis Soule. zlliliarha Giulia A real treat was in store for the student body on Monday. February 5, 1935 when North wel- comed again a concert by Mischa Tulin. That Mr. Tulin's playing at the school last year was a success was evidenced by the large number of pupils who filled the auditorium to capacity at this concert in a desire to hear more musical wonders performed by this artist. And, too, each admission fee of ten cents went toward the fund for buying uniforms for the band boys. Mr. Tulin himself is a Russian musician and an accomplished player of the theremin, a mu- sical instrument comparatively new, invented ten years ago by a Russian whose name the instrument bears. The instrument., unfamiliar in America, is still a novelty even in musical circles. The theremin resembles a radio cabinet, on the top of which a metal antenna rests, and on the right side of which a looped antenna is ar- ranged. Very important although small, is the oblong case attached to the right side, for it' works as an amplifier. How to play this modern contraption that looks so 1nucl1 like our radio? The player must stand near the instrument. The human body gives off "positive" electric waves. The an- tenna, on the other hand, gives off "negative" waves. When, therefore, a human being's hand or his body approaches the antenna, the motion pushes the negative waves back and forth. The motion of the electrons makes vibrations, and in turn, sound is produced. Strange as, it mav seem neither the hand nor the body actually touches the antenna, but the sound is made by Photography Club SlDUllYUl'il.hl.lSS Fogg Versatility is the pass-key to membership in this interesting club. Specializing in the tak- ing of different kinds of pictures, learning how to develop and to print pictures, making color- ful Christmas cards, and producing lantern slides are the activities of this group. Presi- dent, Dorothy llean. Motion Picture Operators' Club Sponsor-Mr. Christianson Varied and worthwhile is the work of these ambitious boys in this club. After a period of instruction, the boys use the projecting micro- scope, take teachers' orders for Elms, schedule the use of the films, keep the machines in good order, take photographs of different school activities, and make still pictures. President, Wallace Bixby. 7 utertaina r the waves that come from the body. The range of the theremin covers five octaves. Mr. Tulin explained, in a popular way, the range of the instrument by remarking that in the lower ranges its tone has a quality of that of a bassoon, string bass, and other low- pitched instruments. Further up the scales, the tone of the theremin is like that of the cello, still further np it approximates in tone the quality of the viola, the violin, and the flute. Mr. Tulin also demonstrated an electronic cello upon which he imitated the sounds made by many other instruments. The students are all looking forward to an- other enjoyable concert next year by Mischa Tulin, the wizard of modern music, with his theremin. 38 MANET Alumni News CAMPUS CHATTER Russell Urquhart, former president of the class, is now attending New Hampshire State University. VVith him there, is VVilliam Spauld- ing. Boston University claims six of our grad- uates: Janet Adair and Helen Leary are at- tending the School of Journalism. Janet is on the staff of the HB. If. News" and Helen is a member of a sorority there. Anna Cummings is studying secretarial work. Emory Farring- ton and Robert Phillips are going to the Col- lege of Liberal Arts, and Yililliam Marland, our noted guitar player, is at the College of Busi- ness Administration. At M. I. T., Harold Acker and Charles King are our only representatives. Besides taking technical work, Harold finds time for recrea- tion, and is playing hockey there. At Northeastern, William Butterworth is also a candidate for hockey. Aldric Smith is taking the night course and Russell Yedoe is out for cross-country and is on the rifle team. Catherine Horton, Margaret Hunt, and Muriel Nelson are at Colby Junior College in New Hampshire. I saw these girls when they were home for Christmas, and they unanimously declared they are having a "grand'l time. Catherine and Muriel are taking the Liberal Arts Course, while Margaret is studying to be a medical secretary. VVhat's more, they're all in the Science Club and Outing Club. O. K. girls! Heres what youve been wait- ing for-some news about those football heroes of last year! Vllalter Bryan is at Boston Col- lege. t'Cap" made the Freshmen team this year and writes, HI was fortunate in starting in four out of five of the games the team played. Next year, I hope to make the var- sity squadf' Of course you will, "Cap," and we 'll all be on the tip of our toes rooting for you. "Bat" Nelson is at Springfield College, tak- ing up Physical Education, and has already won his numerals for football. John Richardson, at Norwich University, in Vermont, is in several school activities. Be- sides playing football, he is in the band, glee club, and a fraternity. Enough said for the football boys at present. Stick around, though. There will be more about some of the rest of them later. Now for news from good old Harvard. Arthur Schuh is our only representative there. Here 's what he has to say for himself. "I was admitted to Harvard with a scholarship and an average of honors, and am now living in the historic Harvard Yard in Straus Hall. The amount of my work has kept me from being anything but the head monitor in Freshmen Hygiene. H At LaSalle Junior College in Auburndale, we find Norma Hill. Norma was visiting at school before Christmas and although we didn't get any "statements for the press" from her, here is what she is doing. She is taking the dietetics course, she was on the field hockey team, and intends to go out for basketball. Now for news from way out in Illinois. Mar- jorie Edwards is going to the University there and writes that she is working on the staff of the "Illini,l' the school paper, and is also a member of a sorority. Lincoln Foster is also in lllinois, attending Wheaton College. He'll have you understand it is a Boys' College, not the XVheaton Girls' College. Quite far away, too, are Helen Murray and Marguerite Knowles. Helen is taking up sec- retarial work at Stoneleigh College, R-ye Beach, N. and Marguerite is in New York, attend- ing Skidmore College. To come back nearer home. Alma Libby is at Simmons, taking up secretarial work. Noyes Farmer is at Tufts College. Herels to a couple of future teachers! Mar- jorie Cleary and Martha Reynolds are at Bridgewater State Teachers College. Martha is a reporter for the "Campus Comment," the school paper, and is also in the French Club. STRICTLY BUSINESS Here, everybody, are the names of the future big business men and women of America, who will, we are sure, do their best to chase away any future depressions: Margaret Deering, Harriet Leavitt, Mary Ready, Mabel McDonald, Lillian Smith, and Margaret Duncan are going to Burrough's Adding Machine Company and some of them have already completed their courses. Dorothy Burdakin, Frances Hughes, Ruth Kennedy, Madeline Mara, Helen Miller, and Grace Riley are attending Burdett's. At the Fisher Business College, we have Ruth Copeland and Martha Haddow. Mildred Eliot is a member of the Katherine Gibbs Secretarial School. Robert Smith and Robert Seitz are going to Bentley's School of Accounting. A Richard Hedine is a student in the Oxford Business School in Cambridge. Elizabeth Atkinson is attending Bryant Sz Stratton 's. IN GENERAL Just as you suspected, Elizabeth Balcom is living up to her previous reputation at. the Massachusetts School of Art. "Betty,' cer- tainly can draw. VVe've a whole stack of "Manet" covers to prove that. MAN ET 39 'l'hree cheers tor the person who invented Beauty shops, and here're some girls who may each own one some day! Grace Brock, Frances lloucette, and Barbara Dunbar are all attend- ing Wilfred Academy. You probably remember the girl who used to entertain us in assemblies last year with readings-Yirginia Broadbent? Virginia is now studying to be a ki11derga1'ten teacher at Leslie School, Cambridge. Here 's one of those "maestr0s" of the future! "Bill" Thomas is going to the New England Conservatory of Music and besides that he now has his own ten-piece dance orchestra. Maybe we will tune in on his orchestra some day! You probably remember that several of the gfrls expressed their desires to be nurses. Two of them are in training now. Pauli11e Hopey is at the Massachusetts General Hospital in Boston and Mildred Swanson is at the Symmes Arlington Hospital. Mildred, who was in the glee club several times at school, is in one at the hospital. Make way for the Navy! Norman VVhite is at the Naval Academy Prep. in XVashington and expects to enter Annapolis in the near future. THE XVOR-KING XVORLD Hear ye! 1Ve've several ambitious souls who have already stepped out into the business world. Remember the boy who used to make all other sport writings look sick? You're right the first time. Kenneth Dowd! "Ken" is now assistant Sports.Editor for the "Quincy Eve- ning Newsf' May and Julie Ritchie are teaching dancing now at the Community Hall in Montclair, be- sides giving private lessons at their home on XYednesdays. They already have quite a large class. Freda Brooks and Mary Hoffman are em- ployed at the 'Travellers Insurance Company' in Eiterarg 01 The winners of the literary contest spon- sored by the UBIEIIIOV' for this issue are: Stephen Putnam, 12-1 "Nature in the Raw." Josephine Cambria, 11-5 "Chateau d'If." Donald Shepheard. 10-2 "Cruise of the Tecumseh." Kenneth Henry, 9-1 "Concerning the World's Foremost 'l'heater." Jean Peterson, 8-8 "A Winning Vacation." Priscilla James, 7-3 "Free-kles' Lesson." HONORABLE MENTION Elizabeth XVallace, 12-3 Boston. Constance -losselyn and Ethel Little are working at the Merehant's t'redit Bureau, also in Boston. Recently Connie took part in a voice contest in the Metropolitan 'l'heatre in Boston and won a prize. As a result of this contest, an ensemble was formed which now puts on concerts about twice a week. Con- gratulations, Connie! Esther Thayer is working for the Sales Division of the New England Telephone Coni- pany, and is taking a night course at Bur- rough 's. Martha XVinders is employed at the National Shawmut Bank in Boston. VVillard NVilcox is a Junior Clerk in the office of the N. Y., N. H., 85 H. Railroad. Marie Donavan is in tl1e office of the Liberty Mutual. Marjorie Engley is doing office work for the firm of G. XV. McNear, Brookline. Richard Kendall is in the firm of Allyn S.: Bacon Company, Boston. Elinor Lawton is employed in the executive office of the Pepperell Manufacturing Com- pany, Boston. Marjorie Libby is a doctor 's assistant. Fenton Powers has a part-time job at R. H. NVhite Company. Robert Smith is working in the office of the A. 85 P. Company, Boston. Clifford Austin is employed in Brooklyn. N. Y., and Frank Seitz has been working there until lately. Anna Strang is in the office of the Jolm Han- cock Life Insurance Company. Paul NVeden is working for the lfnited Drug Company, Boston. VVEDDING BELLS APPROACHING Mary Hughes announced her engagement rx-- cently to Joseph Youngworth. She expects to be married some time in the early spring. MW- are sure everyone joins with us in wishing you just loads of happiness, Mary! 0111251 "A Vagaliond's Song." George Orr, 12-3 "Hitch Hiking." Marie Cappos, 11-5 "A Day at the Fair." Lorna Drummond, 10-2 "The Rosetta Stone." Marion Kelly, 10-I2 "Teachers Aren't So Bad." Lorna Keith. 10-4 "Telephone Monologuef' Arlene Gaffey, 7-3 "How the Pekinese Got Its Nose." XVe thank Miss Beesley, Miss Currier, Miss Parker, Miss Raycroft. Miss Reilly, and Mr. Smoyer for judging the winning manuscripts. 40 MAN ET nrthvrn iliiava ann illalla Zlinnthall Football, basketball, wrestling. soccer, and the minor sports all in their seasons form a pleasant and beneficial recreation from class routineg a change which helps us physically because of its vigorous activity. Mr. Donahue, football coachg Mr. Rogers. basketball coachg Mr. Mac-Donald, wrestling coachg assisted by Mr. Abele and Mr. Landy as the ninth grade coaches: and Mr. Sylvia, soccer coach, smil- ing, congenial. all good fellows, have enriched the lives of all the boys on their teams and have made the athletic program at North a liv- ing example of good sportsmanship on the part of all the players. S? if 3? if lt is common to hear one say that the first impression is the impression that lives the long- est, but in the case of North's 1934 pigskin carriers this was proved a mere belief. Their first impression was a 6-0 defeat handed them by a spirited Norwood team. Caught early in the first half, when Norwood successfully com- pleted a reverse play for the score. North seemed to wake up. VVith untiring efforts they battered the opposers, making threats at their goal, but' the day was to be Norwood 's and the game their game. Fresh and determined. the second battle with VVeymouth was easily taken by North with a satisfying score of li-0. Any bench warmer will say that there was the real Northern spirit present. probably a direct result of the discouragement in their initial tilt. HPete" Zoia and f'Bill" Morrison crossed the O line for twelve of the points and Captain "Sonny" Fay's toe did some perfect converting. It was great broken-field running on "Pete's" part. and f'Bill" surprised the coach as well as the team with an unknown play around right end. Real proof that the first impression isn't al- ways the lasting impression was decided as a result of our stalwart defenders' victory over XThitman. It was the line 's perfect co-opera- tion with the backfield that placed the 18-T on the score sheet and made it favorable to North. A. Harding-to-Fay pass started the tallying and encouraged the team to march on down the field with spectacular open-field runs made by i'Pete" Zoia. and passes by HKen" Harding. hlfutti' Mathurin was responsible for North's second touchdown which lightened the fans? hearts and placed courage in the team's. At this point, which was far in the final period of the game, Wlllfm8l17S ace. Chiros, took a pass from Jackson and scored the lone Whitman touchdown. A last minute show of fight and strength brought the Northern gridiron plod- ders down to the goal line and over for the third Northern touchdown. Powerful line bucking and highly effective running attacks forced North to take the los- ing end of a 19-14 score when they fought Hingham in their fourth battle of the season. Again, some wonderful kicking and field-ruin ning by Mathurin and Zoia featured the game, but proved to be just too weak to stand the terrific strength and endurance of Hinghanfs warriors. There was a reputation to gain, there was a title to keep! And 8.000 nervous, impatient, spirited fans were waiting for the whistle that would announce the start of the annual North -Quincy football game. The young and old seemed to possess an exuberant spirit never before seen in Quincy and this was an energy that paralleled the teams' and seemed to keep every person on the field and bleachers tense and excited. There were color and enjoyment in the stunts of the fans and cheer leaders be- fore the game. but as the teams lined up, dug in their cleats. and prepared for the battle everything was silent. The whistle, and then commenced the bells, cheers, and the other noise-making instruments that sounded for the full length of the game. North received the ball and on her first down attempted a trick play that would have spelled Quincy 's doom had not the excitement been too much for the players. Quincy received the ball on her third down and DiGravio kicked a field goal. but an off-side member of her force pre- vented any score from being posted. The first quarter was otherwise eventless and after three more periods of spectacular runs by North's Hrst-class backtield and Quincy 's renowned car- riers, plus threatening completed passes, the game concluded with the score tied, 0-0. Statistics show Quincy is far in the lead, but statistics never actually won a game and this game was wholly a moral victory with a North- ern clan. The game was a show of the great strength and ability of the two teams which shall long be remembered by the eager bench warmers. Lineup: NORTH QUINCY HIGH L. E. ................. James "Sonny" Fay tCaptainl L. T. ....... Kenneth Fallon, Ned Assmus, Peter Cook L. G. . . ............................ Paul LaHive C. ..... .................. C 'urtis Butterfield R. G.. . . .... Joseph Rogers. George Johnston R. T .... .. .Grover Clark. Robert Leonard R. E.. . . ......... George Hutt. Frank Orcutt Q. B. .... .... K enneth Harding. Jack Garden L. H. B.. .. ...................... "Pete" Zoia R. H. B.. .. .................... "Mutt" Mathurin F. B. .... ............. ' fBill" Morrison. Caldwell Continued on Page L7 MANET 41 l Y 7 l l 1 First Row tLefz to rightb: Kenneth Cody. Vernon Mathu rin, Ralph McLeod, WiHiam Morrison. James Fay. Albert Edson. Serozul Row fLcft to r?ghtl: Prank Morrison. Peter Cooke. Roger Cc-mins. Robert Karin. Fred Cumnuings. Thfrl Row their to rightl: Coach Rogers. Herbert Swan son. Nino Mayer. Fred Todd. Har-i-ld Leith. Frei Young. Clar- enr e Butts. Manager. Fourth Row QL-sit to righu: Chazles King. YValter Ander '-211. Charl6S GGITV.. 3 Qetakrthall North. -12: Milton. 9.-This is how the score sheet read when the "Red Raiders" had finished the first game of the basketball season. Opening: the season in our own Qflll. "Mutt" Mathurin. "Ken" Cody. Ralph McLeod. "Sonny" Fay. and Captain "Bill" Morrison flashed the ball between fllClllSt-'lYPS and a baifled Milton quintet. Through four quarters. each adding: more points and making the game more hopeless for Milton. the Xortherners played. making the ending quite satisfying and the players optimistic. The st-cond team came throutzh winners. 222-13. The second game continued the fine work of the "Red Raiders" when they defeated the Essex Aggies 22-16. Close. but not too excit- ing. the teams played hard and fast. A supposed off game because of the st-ore. 32-26. Was the NOl'lll-Xh'?j'lllfllllll tilt. A broken defense was the trouble of the Nl'bl'fllt'l'llt'l'S. and to have such an excellent. fast able team XV6'j'1l1U11Ill running circles aroluid you is no help. In the third quarter "Ken" Cody was able to make the last spark i11 the "Raid- ers team glow, but not long enough to threaten XVey1nouth. Charles Tibbs. of the opponent's tive. was by far the most colorful man on the tioor. Iliseourag'-ld fans couldn't make the team downhearted. even after a 52-17 beating handed them by hYll1lll1'O11-S able. cooperating quintet. The poor gym in Winthrop otfers a good alibi for our loss. but we salute a classy fvillll Tll0Q'I'0. Tllv buys pliljkftl 113111 and QX'Q1'5' man on the squad was sent into play: lltmwvel- it was all us--less, for XYi11tlx1-up pa-.lg The game with ease. To redeem themselves and show that thet- still could handle the basketball, the Nortli- C'onta'nued on Page J? 42 MAN ET illnrkrr Qlnnm Glhat By ONE WHO KNOWS Tl1i11gs happen so fast 2l1'0llllll here that I 21111 afraid this choice bit of gossip will be history wl1en llly dear readers cast their eyes over it. Well, eve11 history can be interesting if put in the right way. I have often wondered how Coach Donahue obtained his news Oll school affairs . . . e1n- phasis 011 the affairs .... Well, girls, if you have a moment to spare at lunch time, go up to 210 tllltl join the party .... lt is very in- teresti11g to watch a red haired pirate bei11g reformed by at lll0l'P sophomore .... I guess there is no 1ll01'0 f1'P0tlOlll of speech .... O11 the way l1o111e from the last football game, "Mutt" M2llllll1'lll revealed the cause of l1is latest love affair .... Don 'ti worry, A. P., we won 't tell .... Pete Cooke was forced to ca11cel a. few dates when he was given tl1e bill for the broken bus window .... Tl1e lettermen say that North 's prospects for 1935 would be lllllC'll brighter if R-eg. L. could remain to do the punting .... I meant kicking .... Get it? . . . A con1mittee was formed to prevent tl1e fairer sex f1'0111 wearing the football sweaters. . . . Bill Morrison and "Curly" LaHive who head this group will resign for lack of sup- port .... It is about time Al Edson got over his nervousness on the basketball court . . . at least he is trying hard .... If you do not easing Bang! Hllll HIIOTIIGI' redskin bit-oop pardon me, I mean bowling pin bit the dust. Tl1e girls, of the Setnior Girls' C-lub, have take11 up bowl- ing i11 a big way a11d that accounts for all the noise on Hancock Street every other Tuesday afternoon. The girls meet at tl1e Norfolk Downs Bowling Alleys. The first meeting was held 011 Tuesday, November 22, 1934, at the bowling alley. Following their meeting, the girls organized into teams and continued to compete among themselves. The pep. vim, and vigor displayed by the girls insure a good time and a lot of fun for all. BAT BALL While. the girls of the senior unit have been bowling, the girls of tl1e junior unit have in- dulged in a bit of that famous old game of value your health, mention "Pink Pansies" around the Red Raiders' locker room . . . don 't say I' didn 't warn you .... The contents of Ken t7ody's wallet are certainly interesting . . . she's not half bad, Ken. How many 1ll01'0 are going to subject to Anna CZISIIIIIHIIIS pleas tllltl. let her wear their sweaters? . . . Fay, Dooley, Clarke, and Leonard have been the victims .... "Curt" Butterfield says that there is only one person in this world that will ever wear his sweater . . . such is true love. .- . . George Hutt believes vice versa . . . lllllijll to Miss Gordon is disap- pointinent .... It 's too bad Bruno Hauptma11 did11't know "Charlie" King .... Here's one person who could give him a11 air-tight alibi. . . . It is rumored that Frank Morrison is de- veloping i11to a great ping po11g star . . . his trammg quarters are ill tl1e cellar of the Ken- dall home .... According to reports Ralph Pat- ten and George Johnston are tl1e two bashful athletes .... I think they are just careful .... It wouldn't do to forget our next year's foot- ball captain, Pete Zoia, i11 this chat , . , hut. as you and I know he 's already spoken for ,,,, You should see Ralph MacLeod's straw suit- case . . . give him a eofrncob illlfl you have a good imitation of a fariner i11 the city .... XVell, enough is enough .... XVill be with vou i11 the next issue. . 'I the Girlz Bat Ball. This peppy sport has been carried o11 under the able direction of Miss Perkins. Miss Perkins has stimulated the desire to play Bat Ball by the simple method of competition. A team for each homeroom has been formed in the seventh, eighth Eillfl ninth grades. Then has followed the fun! The girls 011 the various teams have met one another in spirited contest, the thought uppermost in each gir1's mind being to bring final honors and victory to her homeroom division. As a result of this competition Miss Perkins has announced the following winners in each grade: Seventh Grade 7 1 Eighth Grade 8-10 Ninth Grade 9-7 MANET 43 Front tLeft to rightJ: Michael McNiece, Harold Scollin, George Johnston, Ralph Patten, Robert Fallon, VVilliam Pickett. Second Row QLeft to rightbz Anthony De1Gallo, Robert NVeeden, Robert Olsson, Robert French, John Paulson, Lothrop Smith. 'I'homas Coleman. Third Row CLeft to rightl: XVilliam Bartol, Herbert Tonry, Joseph Doherty, Frank Orcutt, Stephen Putnam, Raymond Caseley. Fourth Row CLeft to rightJ: Assistant Manager Gordon Shields, Joseph DeAvellar, George McEachern, Curtis Butter- field, Frank Howe, Gerard Cameron. Fifth Row tLeft to rightiz Coach Frank MacDonald, Vernon Berberan, Assistant Coach Trescott Abele. wrestling The wrestling team is having an exception- ally fine season, having been defeated only 01109 in eight matches. Every match has been won by a close score and the match lost was tied until the final bout. North Quincy is a member of the Old Colony VVrestling League which is made up of local high schools in Quincy, Hingham, Needham, VVeymouth and XVatertown. So far Hingham, Needham and VVatertown have been beaten while Quincy administered the only defeat. The prize for the high school with the highest percent at the end of the season is a silver loving cup, now in the possession of our squad. The team also has matches with schools and academies outside the league. So far they have met and defeated the following: Andover Academy, Milton Academy, Thayer Academy and Haverhill High School. Andover Academy was the toughest competitor. only being nosed out by one point. Last year the match ended in a draw. Milton Academy, the only team to defeat last year's outfit, was beaten easily. North taking five out of eight bouts and four of these by falls. The squad has two captains this year, Ralph Patten and George Johnston. Patten, who wrestles in the one hundred twenty-five pound class, has been defeated only once up to date, and then by a time advantage. -lohnston. a one hundred thirty-five pounder, llllfillit been beaten so far and hopes to continuv successful. At. the end of this column there is the record of every boy on the team to date. Coach MacDonald, who deserves a lot of credit for the fine showing of the squad, has expressed himself as more than satisfied with the fine spirit displayed by every member of the team, and since few of the boys are gradu- ating, hopes to have just as good, if not a bet- ter squad, 11ext year. In the meantime he ex- pects the boys to make a fine showing at the Tufts Interscholastic lVrestling Tournament and hopes to have them come out very near the top, perhaps even 011 the top. A brief summary of each meet held so far follows: North vs. Hingham at North- North, 2-lg Hingham. 10. 105-Fallon fNl-Conway fHJ. Won by North, fall. 115-Scollin IND-Studley QHJ. XVUII by North, fall, 125-Patten tNl-Harris QHJ. lVon by North, fall. 145-Paulson QNJ-Ruggles QIIJ. Won by Hingham, fall. 155-Cameron QNJ-Parmenter KHJ. lVon by North, time advantage. 165-French QNJ-Gileece QHJ. TVon by Hingham, fall. Heavy-Assmus tNl-Wilbur CHD. Won by North, fall. fC0ntinued on page 485 44 MANET Leigh Ltnnnr Qlnll GRADE XIIHEdward Bentley. Bettina Ilayden. George Hill. GRADE XI-Duane Aldrieb, Rita Buote, Josephine Cambria, Floyd Ilenry. Dorothy Leonard. Dorothy Robbins. GRADE Xilllartlia Collins, Ylasios Georgian, Ste- phen Horton, Everett Pope. GRADE IXeRobert Bliss, Sbyrl Finlay. Edward Gartland. Helen Gilmartin. Barbara Keith. t'harIotte Mandeville, Ethel Murder. Georgina Newell. Marjorie Ready. GRADE VIII--el.uella Eaton, Arthur Georgian, Sabrina Greenwood, Edmund King. Ellen Roach. Gene Sprague, Dorothy Staples. Arthur Stiekney. GRADE YII- Frank Carroll. Annette Eaton, XValdo Finney. Arlene Gattey. Dorothy Goodnah, Virginia Greenougb. Priscilla .Iames. Mary Lantery, Virginia Ma1'sh. Belle Morrison, llazel Pope, Ruth Rawson, Mary Siteman, l4'ranklin NValter. Quinn' ilnll GRADE XlIkRiehard Batelieldelx Virginia Black. John Blake. Elinor Bruce. Richard Varlson, Margaret Fuinmings, Frances Vnrtis, Barbara Vusbman. Mal'- graret Downes. William Frye, Reginald Harding. Paul Lallive. l'hillipa Lundstrom, Bernice Lyford, Samuel Miller. Bethiah Morrill. Uarolyn Osgood, Stephen Put- nam, Ethel Redford, Lothrop Smith. Miriam Thomas, Agnfs Walker, Elsie Young. GRADE Xl-Edith Anderson. Louise Bowker. Wal- ter Broydriek. Marie Vappos. Mary t'assie, llarold Vlllllllllt-'illl, Eleanor Costa, Edith Vox. Fred Doherty, Graham Ewen, Gladys Finney. Josephine Grautstuek. Paul Jensen. Elmer .lones. Barbara Lindberg, Mary Maeomber, Flare Monteith. Beverly Rive. Marion Rice, Marshall Roberts, David Stevens. Robert' Stewart. Robert Sutherland, Claire Treeo. Doris NVilkinson. Pauline Wood. GRADE X-Edith Berg. Ethel Bettoney. NVallaee Bixby, John Buckley, Frances l'ambria. Margaret Cliilderliose. Olive Vopland. Evelyn t'urtis. Elsie DeXVolfe. Lorna Drummond, Warren Frye, I,illian Gove. Bertha Greenough. Virginia llardy, James Hawco. Dorothy Jaques, Doris Kenney. Ann King. Sydney Leonard, Elizabeth McCoskey. Robert Navin. Richard Rouse. Harold Sc-ollin. Bu1'ton Smith. Mar- 3l'2ll'Pf SYFHIIQ. B2ll'll2ll'2l Thompson, Robert Townes, Eileen Walsh. GRADE IX-Ric-hard Aldrich, Pauline Allaby, Winifred Becker. George Beebe, Edythe Bright. Ilclen Butts. John lfarlton. Helen Collins, Muriel Fooper, Winifred Copland. Phyllis Cox. Esther DeAvellar, June Delaney, Mary Deinars, Shirley Diem. Jane Egfllll. Dorothy Farmer. Ann Finneran. Eleanor Flood, Marie Gaudreau, t'laii'e Germaine, Charlotte Gould, Kenneth llenry. Margraret Henry. Theresa I-Inggett, William Mat-oinber. llarriet Matthews, Mary Metlabe, .laniee McGowan. Vharles McGrath, Frederick Millet. Elsie Murray. Margaret Nagler, Gilbert llkerfelt, l'atrieia H'Neil. Edith Perry. Barbara l'orter, Pearl Raiehe. Robert Rich, Gladys Rowell, Dorothy Schrader. llelen Smith. Richard Stevens. Clara AV1ll'fi, James XVells, Robert lVilliams, Flaire 'l'helle1'. GRADE VIII-lVillia1n Ball, Richard Bartlett, William Berberan, Nancy l'abill. Patricia Cole, t'barles Vrowell, Ruth Daggett, Norma Dodds, Betty Dnnn. Philipp Ewing. Richard Fairbanlcs, .little Gra- ham. l"red llarrington. Frank llaweo, Russell Ilirtle, Dorothy Ilosran. Eleanor llowes. Nornia Ilurd, William llutehinson, Roy Jeffrey, Leonora- Johnson. Evelyn Jukes. Russell Kinney. Leonard Marsden. Dorothy Nallmann. Ethel Nicholson. Yivian Ukerfelt, Leonore Hlson, l.awi'enc-e Purtell. Shirley Richards. Robert Richardson. Doris Rioux. Doris Sturgis, Betty Sweet- zer. Evert 'l'hronsden. t'lit't'oi'd XVilley. GRADE VII fl-'ranlc Assmus. NVilliam Buckley, .li bn Burdaliin. William Vbase, Anna Vollins. Dorothy Deaeon, Audrey Del,oid. Ilarriett Dodd, Margaret Eaton. Robert l"arrell. l'hyIlis lfavorite, George Fein- stein. Richard Finaly, Reb.-rt Foster. Virginia Harry, Iron llayes. David llumpbrey. Robert Jones. Norman King. Eleanor Knight. Jan- Knowles. Jolm Lynch, David Mandeville. Betty Mr-t'i'oi'y. Glenna Mr-D lllflllgll, Mary Jane Melntosh, Albert MeShane. Irene Mullaney. Albert Nelson. William Nesbitt, t'elia Nesto1'. Barba1'a Newton, Austin Norton. James U'IIern. Ruth Perkins, Robert Peterson. Benjamin l'ritebard, Eleanor Quimby. Rilbard Sandison, Noel Sawyer. Margaret Sayward. Arthur Strienson. Maigiory Stanton. Donald Stevens, William Todd. Justine Tonry. Tliomas Underwood. Marguerite Yann, XVilliam Yedoe, Vharles XVatkins. Gratten lYeleh. Anna AVllll2llllS. Betty lVilliamSon, Edward Young. illnnthall Continuei from Page 40 QUINCY CENTER HIGH R. E. .... ....................... ' 'Knupleu Kapsis R. T. .... .............................. . lohn Keefe R. G.... .... Aimo Hill. "Ken" Macdonald. "Al" Finn C. ........................... "Jake" Kovner L, G... ...... "Al" Finn, Tauno Pitkanen L. T.. .. ..... .."Ken" Service, Paul Di'Ulympio L. ........................... Orre Carella Q. B. ........ "Vic" DiGravio tC'apt.l. Frank l'urpura L. H. B. Eddie Dunn. "Mike" F1'2ll1t'l1llt'l1. "Herb" Lemon R. H. B.. . .' ...... ..--Nick" Malvesn. --Hel-tr' Lemon F. B. ............................. "Kaiser" tlliverio Vtlith victories and defeats on their record. the Northern warriors carried their last pig- skin to Taunton to a sad ending ot a 13-7 score. Captain Fay received the pass directed to him bv 4'Ken" Harding' and he scored for Nortlrs only tally. At this point North died and it was to be expected, for this team, with the ex- ception ot tour. was inexperienced at the sea- son's opening. Taunton crossed the goal line twice, converted once and sent our fighters home beaten. but lightened in heart and op- timistic as to the chances to battle in 1936 when they will be led by "Pete" Zoia as cap- tain. According' to custom the seasons outstand- ing' and most able football players received berths on the South Shore All-Star teams. Out of six High Schools there are chosen 22 players and North claims the making of Fay and Zoia who were honored by being' put on the first team. The second team carried three ot North's players: LaHiye, Butterfield, and Mathurin. MANET 45 Standing CLeft to rightjz Kenneth Allard, Mildred Arion, Arthur Starratt. lVa1'1'e11 Delaney. Anita Gi2L1'CliI10, Geflfge llmnpton, Helen Vandeleur. Sitting tLeft to rightl: Leon Dunbar, Priscilla Wallace, Cedric Garton, Catherine Zottoli, Elizabeth Seavey, Edmund Reeves. Svvninr 0112155 Flag "Big iararirh Herbert" On Friday evening, January 25, tl1e Class of 1935 presented "Big Hearted Herbert," a comedy in three acts by Sophie Kerr and Anna Steese Richardson in the school auditorium be- fore a large audience. The production was directed by Miss Kathryn L. Bilhnan and John S. Hofferty. The properties were in charge of Miss Ruby XV. Davison. The cast: Herbert Kalness .......... ........ .Arthur Sta rratt Robert Kalness .... ...... C Tedric Garton Elizabeth Kalness. . . ... . Martha .......... Herbert Kalness. Jr.. . . . . . Alice Kalness ........ . . . Andrew Goodrich. . . Amy Lawrence .... . . "Jim" Lawrence. . t'atherine Zottoli Helen Yandeleur .XVarren Delaney Priscilla XVa1lace . . . .Leon Dunbar ..Anita Giardino George Hampton RIF. fi1lUtll'lK'll ..... .... K 6'lll1Gill Allard Mrs. Goodrich. . . . . .Mildred Arion Mr. Havens .... .. .......... Edmund Reeves Mrs. Havens ....................... Iilizabetli Seavey The program states that the entire action takes place in the combination living and din- ing room of the Kalness home. The stage set and the furnishings were as effectively realis- tic and as smartly designed as this writer has seen in the trappings of any first rate stocl: company. The costumes also were a revelation of dis- tinctive taste. The dinner gown worn by Miss Zottoli in the second act rivaled any ever seen by this writer on the professional stage. "Big Hearted Herberti' is not a bad title, for the action of the comedy centers around Herbert Kalness, a self-made business man, who insists that his family must be brought! up in the plain traditions. YVhen his daughter be- comes engaged to a Harvard man, and his wife has not only ice cream, but Harvard men to dinner, Herbert nearly goes out of his mind with rage. Herbert-'s home becomes safe for Harvard men only after his family has em- barrassed him by embracing his plain tradition literally. The sight of his wife in an old house dress and a supper consisting of Irish stew and apple pie, being served to his best cus- tomer and the latter 's wife, destroys Herbert 's last resistance. Arthur Starratt is to be warmly commended for his sincere interpretation of the role of Herbert. His presentation was at all times pro- fessional. There was gracious and amiable refinement in Catherine Zottoli's portrayal of Elizabeth. The demands made of her change of character in the last act tested her dra- matic ability to the full. She met this test- with 1000 success. Never has a boy actor on any amateur stage capered with any more natural ease and boyish pranks than char- acterized C'edric Carton of the ninth grade in the role of llobert. 'We hope to see him often in the next three years. llvarren Delaney was not only sincerely 46 MAN ET youthful in acts one and two. but also sur- prisingly comical in act three. Priscilla VVal- lace created a natural Alice, and used to ad- vantage her pleasing voice. Helen Vandeleur's rendition of Martha aroused more than one good-natured chuckle from the audience. Anita Giardino as Alnyg Mildred Arion as Mrs. Good- richg and George Hampton as Jim Lawrence all gave commendable characterizations that were favorably received by the audience. The others adequately met the demands of their respective roles. Gimp Zlilira September 5th-School starts-sessions in full force for grades 7-10. Back to teachers and books troop North's lusty sun-tanned lndians. 6th-And still they come-this time the 11th and 12th graders. VVhy, oh why, do some students believe in newspaper dates? 12th-Specimen grinds are now full grown. for hasn't school been in session for a week? 19th-Second week of learning dawns- North's monopoly of promenading NVollaston Boulevard exists no more-perhaps home work occupies spare time of certain well-known beach-combers? October 15th-Star gazers troop up to Third Hill under Mr. Mullarkey's care. 16th-Stiff necks. November 8th-E. R. A. concert. XVhy do auditorium chairs have to be stationary when our feet are tingling to the rhythmic E. R. A. interpreta- tion of the "Continental"? 15th-Girls' Club Frolic. XVhat fun we had roasting frankfurters way off in Squantum! Ever been there? 250th-Parents' Night-From both an intel- lectual and a social point of view this affair was successful. North's outstanding gymnasts under Miss Perkins and Mr. Rogers. thrilled the parents in a professional exhibition of strength and skill. XVonder how ma11y con- fidences about "Yours Truly." parents and teachers exchanged in their tete-a-tetel 27th-Bustling day-no eobwebs of inactiv- ity are left hanging after today's business at North. i'The Voice" is heard for the first time at 11.30. This "Rain or Shine" paper certainly took North by storm. The hands on the auditorium clock point to 8.00 P. M., as a signal to the stage curtains to open on a music fest. Hail 1Valter Smith, Miss Roberta Clarke, and a representation from the XVollaston Glee Club. and the bands from the two high schools! A certain VVollaston tea room dispenses hos- pitality to the nth degree after Benefit Con- certs at North. Are we right, Miss Hi-. Miss T-, and Miss O--? 28th-"The Sweetest Music This Side of Heaven"-the 12 o'clock bell. Visions of tur- key, plllllpklll pie, etc.. and incidentally of no school until next Monday, a day so distant that it is befogged in haze. December Tth-More and smaller star gazers-eighth graders with Miss Fogg visit Harvard Obser- vatory. llth-Captain Osborne lectures on Australia and shows colorful slides. 1Ve are all planning To travel for our vacation next summer. Per- haps Australia is a vantage point, or, then again. haven 't we heard that a straight line is the shortest distance between two points? Ask the Math Department-they may even do your budgeting for you. Football entertain- ment in evening-11 P. M. and a good time was had by all. 12th-Mothers' tea sponsored by the Girls' Club-Miss Elizabeth Coatsworth, wife of our own Henry Reston. was a delightful lecturer and reader of her own poems. The library provided an ideal setting for her program. More people than one-were glad that the re- freshments were so convenient to room 203. 1-ith-"The Voice" is heard again. It won't catch cold, for it is well wrapped in warm Christmas colors. Are we green with envy? Christmas dance held in the gym. Holiday spirit runs high!! Santa arrives by airplane at Dennison airport-how in the world, though, does it happen that he motors to .North from Montclair I-anyway he has a jolly time at the dance. VVonder if Bill M. can explain what we want to know? 21st-Two inspirational Christmas assem- blies inbue two large audiences with the true meaning of the season. North students quietly but whole-heartedly spread good cheer to many needy families. 27th-Senior Class Play Cast brave the cold- est day of the vacation to come to the audi- torium for a rehearsal. Was it by any chance you, Arthur. who were the first. to arrive at school?-or are we thinking of the promise that the last shall be first, etc? MAN ET 47 .lanuary 22nd-Oh! those Christmas neckties-still. boys, you might just as well be a shining light. at school in one way as in another. VVe don 't mind returning to studying today, for we have made no New Year 's resolutions to break. Sth-Stimulating assembly for boys, Rev- erend Mr. Haskins, Pastor of the Wollaston Congregational Church, spoke on "The Youth Movement in America." 9tl1-Miss Shirley's day! VVl1en a teacher of sterling integrity and of pleasing personality nears the end of her teaching career, all her associates, both teachers and pupils, feel a pang of strangeness, but yet when that same teacher announces that her wedding day is but three weeks off, her associates take the opportunity of wishing her happiness in her new life. And in what better way can they do this than in presenting her with a lasting token of friend- ship? Miss Shirley, when the "greenness" of your presiding over the kitchen instead of over a classroom wears off, may the "greenness" of our kitchen accessories grow ever brighter in a home on Quincy Street! 15th-llth grade girls initiated into the tiirls' Club-pigtails, pails, ami what not! ls the world just a bit topsy turvy, girls? 2-lth--No school-high snow drifts, etc. 25th-Senior Class Play presented matinee and ,evening peri'ormances. Auditorium seats sold out at 8.00 P. M. Standing room only by 8.15. Evidently the outside world likes to watch Elizabethis feminine wiles conquer Big-Hearted Herbert's sputtering dominance. NVe all ad- mire Miss Billman's and Miss Davison is flowers, but what, oh what, a few of us would still like to know was the "present, just a little present" of Mr. Hofferty's? 30th-Girls' Club play and entertainment. February 5th-Theremin Concert. 7th and 8th-Big Junior Carnival-Senior High keep out! 15th-Miss Otten's day-youlve brought music into our souls, you've tuned us to ap- preciate the best in life-may we wish you a long and happy life as Mrs. Raymond Jones! SHEEP? Soccer lived a short life as only two games were played and both were defeats, but one must not laugh, for the defeats were handed out by the New England Champions, Quincy High School. Fight and endurance were the characteristics of every Northern booter, but their inexperience accounts for the 2-1 and 4-1 defeats. The first game with the Blue and White was a threat to Quincy 's title and hopes were high in every booter's heart. The game that te1'1ninated the series lacked the interest of the first and the score of -1-1 tells the rest. The boys should be complimented for their ability to become Scotch Booters. The Team: Hollis Batchelder James Crowley Fred Cummings Albert Edson Charles Gerry Harold Leith Donald McKinley tCapt.l Gerald Quinn .Iames Rumrill Scott Sllllltlttlll Donald Urquhart Russell Williams Basketball-rnntinxreh erners defeated Dedham 36-20. The game was played almost. wholly by the sophomores, with the exception of a few minutes in which the varsity defenders were able to exercise and add to the score. The seconds were defeated by A peak was reached when our '4Raiders" toppled 1Veymouth with a 32-30 sco1'e. 1Vey- mouth is credited with a perfect give and any team that can take a game from her, deserves to be highly commended. Our boys certainly should be so praised. A game of perfect eo- tiperation with no one star playing is the key to a win, and our Rogers' coached five had that key. North was invincible the day she humbled XVinthrop 19-9, in the presence of a gym filled to over capacity. Again our quintet was an example of perfect cooperation and they showed tl1e onlookers some real basketball, that kept them extremely interested and ex- cited. It was also the "Haiders' " day to show the 52-17 defeat handed them by NVinthrop earlier in the season was merely a mistake. Dedham was set back a second time, with a 2-16, as the Northern clan continued on their way up the victory ladder. The game, al- though not exceptional, showed the "Red Raiders" in their usual good form, resting and preparing for their coming Quincy tilt. Ded- ham is scrappy five could in no way threaten the Northerners, but they made an untiring attempt,displaying endurance and courage.We also commend Mr. Rogers for his excellent coaching which has built such a wonderful team. He has given the boys the real idea and practical use of sportsmanship, courage, and spirit. 0 48 MANET North vs. VVatertown at North- North vs, Haverhill at North- North, 315 Watertoyyfii, 0. 105eI+'nllon fNj--I'i2ll2lf2lflN KWJ. XVon by North, time advznitzige 6:10. 11.rfeScollin tNJeTs:1l:1s QWQ. 1Von by North, fall, 125 , ... 4 102. -C0lPlll2ll1 tNJ-Abraliznniziu QWJ. 1V0n by North, full, -1:52. 1.15-Sniith tlwfliord QWJ. Won by North, time sldyznitage, 3 235. 14.i--Johnston tNrnel'ugl1ese IWJ. NV1111 by North, fall, 1:12. 155-t':nneron lNj-Sullivan NYJ. 1Von by North, fall, 1112. 165-1"1'6llt'l1-fxl--'lftlllllllllj' WWJ. XVon by North, full, 5155. fxorth also won the exhibition bouts. 2-1 to 0. North ys Andover Aczideniy at Andover- North, 13151 Andover, 12112. 115-Seollin QNJ-aBorongh tAl. Won by Antloxer, time zxtlvznitznge, 2:35. 1'77-Patten QNJ-Lederar tAs. Won by North, time ..n. 135 197 zulvzintzige, 3143. 'onvltbllllliitlll tNlffMinor iAl. NVon by North, time udrznntzige, 5:45. 1... -Smith QNJ-Bzlisel QAJ. Won by North, time advinitage, 2:11. 145fTonry QNJ-Iluttzlrd tAb. XVon by North. time 155 ,A-, zttlyniitnge, 2:-12. -t':nneron tNJ-Bird iAl. 1Von by Andover, time 2ltlV2ll1f2lg0. 4:-13. 1b.i-Frencli QNJ-f'oc-lirzni tAb. Won by Andover. fall, 0137. I'lt'2lV1'7ASSlllllS fN1-Adonis LU. Dl'2lXX', overtime. No exhibition bouts. .North ys. Needham at Needham- North, 161 Needham, 15. 105-Fallon QNJ-Lothrop tNel. Won by North. full, .97 115-Bartol tNJ-Calitri tNei. Won by Neetlhznn, fall, 6 138. 125-Coleman CND-Gore tNeD. Won by North. time 135 2ltlV2l11f2lQ,'G, 5 212. -Smith KNJ-Hazard tNel. 1Von by Needhrnn. fall, 5107. 14.1-Paulson CND-Nigro tNeH. Won by North. time advantage, 6 151. 155-Cameron tNJ-Barton tNeD. YVon by North. fall, 2:50. 165-Orcutt CND-Marselli tNe1. YVon by Needhznn, fall, 3:14. North also Won the exhibition bouts. 10 to 5. North ys. Milton Academy at Milton- North, 231 Milton, 13. 105-Fallon IND-Ross tM5. XVon by Milton Acad.. time advantage, 3:13. 11.1-Scollin CND-Phippen lMi. XYon by North. fall. 6 AG. 125-Patten iN1-Tain tMP. XVon by North, fall. 4 103. 135-Smith tNi-Crocker IME. 1Von by North. fall. 6 IQT. 14.1-Johnston KNB-King CMB. YVon by North. time advantage. 4 111. 1.1.1-Caineron tN5-Howard 4Mi. 1Yon by North. fall, 3120. 105-Howe INN-Swift KM1. YVon by Milton Acad.. H e a X fall. 5:20. 'ye-Doherty INF-Swift IME. 1Von by Milton Acad., fall. 2105. No exllibi tion bOl1tS. North, 2-lg Haverhill, 16. Sm--l'it-kett tNy-Bennett QHJ. Won by North, fall. 1 110. 1 Bartol tNJ-Gesmnnd QHJ. Draw. 1.15-Mr-Kinley 1NJ-e Saeostio QIIJ. Draw. 1345-Pntnann lNJ-Slnikinian QHJ. 1Von by North, fall, 1 1-12. H"-1'P1'llN4'11 TNI-eliidlon tII5. 1Von by North. refs. decision. 1-M3011-iitt 4Nlee-.M:1yrojri4les illj. Won by North. refs. decision. 1135-Ilowe 1Nr-l':iquette tlll. Won by Ilzlverhill, refs. decision. IIe:1yy-llolierty QND-evSeb:isti:in tlll. Won by llztv- erhill. refs. det-ision. 125,114-l Gallo tNle .larqlies HID. 1Von by North. fall, 1 242. 145-Ulsen tNJ--Kenersnn tllb. XVon by Ilalyerhill, full. -1:57. No t'Xllibitio1l lNllliS. 115- North vs. Quincy at Quincy- Quincy, 18g North lil. 105-l":1llon QND-Bishop QQP. XVon by North. time znlvaintaige, 3106. 115--Sc-ollin QNJ-Dunn QQJ. Won by Quincy. fall, 3:28. 125-t'ole1n:nn IND-Mt-Donzingh HD. Won by Quincy, full, 1 :2S. 135-Del Gallo fkxl-PiIlZ2ll'l ttjl. 1Vol1 by North. fall. 3:07. 145e.lohnston lN5-Bztnot-li MJD. 1Von by North, fall, 3:30. 155gt':nneron CN!-Mac-Gregor 1131. lVon by Quincy. overtime, 1 215. g 1435-th'entt 1Nl--Von Berg QQJ. NVon by Quincy. overtime. fzill. 1145. North lost the exhibition bouts, 221 to 9. North vs. Phillips Exeter Academy at Exeter-North, 163 Exeter, 13. 115-Scollin QNJ-Tritz flil. NVon by North. full 2:33. 125-Patten lNJ-Hansel QEH. Won by North. time zulvanitzige, 2 :53. 1335?-.Iohnston IND-O'Keeffe QED. XVon by North. fall. 5:1-1. 145-Tonry tNl-Gould QED. 1Von by North. time advantage, 5:29. 155-Cznneron KND-Tracey CED. XVon by Exeter. time advantage. 5:31. 165-Mc-Eachern CND-Gifford KEJ. XVon by Exeter, fall. -1:55. Heayyalioherty QNX-Rumely CED. 1Yon by Exeter. fall. 3:18. LAKE ERIE Before I saw Lake Erie I thought that it was a body of water that I could see the opposite shore of. But when I saw it, much to my sur- prise, it looked exactly like the ocean. To better describe the lake I will quote a line from a famous poem, "The breaking Waves dashed high on a stern and rockbound coast." The day I saw it was cold and Windy, and as the Waves dashed high something happened that I never dreamed of, they froze right in the air. Not only was it a spectacular sight, but it was a yery beautiful one. MAN ET 49 E119 Smlra Elalk lA street-corner salesmanl RICHARD GARDINER, Il-3 ufwtlllll' near and gather '1'0llllll. 1ny friends, While 1 explain its uses. You ask me what I have to sell? Why, the best thing man produces! "This cream is called the 'Wonder Salvef lt's the best of all 1ny wares. You use it for a shayiiig c1'e:1111, And to keep ill falling hairs. "lt banishes unhealthy skin. 1-'or it makes good facial lotion. Un silver knives it shines t11e best. Un copper. stops corrosion. "It keeps Xlilll' eyebrows nice and neatg It varnishes the books. When used as rouge or powder, lt. adds to your good looks. "Another use with which it's blest Is keeping dow11 a cough. XVhen rubbed inside 2111 old, loose hat, It stops it's falling oft. "At patching woodwork it's Al, And chilblains go-they must! All mice lay down and die right there, A11d bed-bugs bite tl1e dust. "lf mixed with cabbage. tar. a11d tripe, And set outside to soak, It makes the very best tobac' That anyone could smoke. "It cures the mange in half a dayg It holds in sets of teeth: When molded like a piece of wax, It makes a funeral wreath. "It makes the Very best of beer: It fertilizes -corn 2 When planning for a fishing trip. It catches worms at d2lXV11. "It makes eanaries sing all day. I'revents a fainting Hop. Uliseohl I'd better get away. Good-by, here comes a cop! Zirhnrs frnm the Flag l'RAf'T1i'IC MAKES PERFECT lhid you see the way Delaney acted at the table? IT PAYS T0 ADVERTISE STOP AT Homuis 1' , X EOL C io TEEQ 45160 ? ' Snow ' is -, . A -Q ff 'fff ' -- ff'- - 1ff-- i l EAk 53? H GYPEM ' , , GARAGE ',"-,5 ws' 193 0 A' It Lu rf7q,4, X QQ' GJ? 47 47 4s.+H. O .. I 69. 'TG N O T' TRESPASSLNG 1. " 'nameuw Q Qx. 'EF WQ if 23 THANK 0' ONLYGOD CAN MAKE ATREEE Glrrva GRAHAM EWEN, II-8 lAVil'll 211lolog'ieS to Joyce Kilmerj I think that I shall never see A sight more wretched than a tree. l'aIhe1'ine Zottoli certainly proved that she knew Ixt-1.99 w1mW1mng.l,y mouth is lwuswd how to lllillltlgll a llllSll2lllll. Get busy. boys. Xvith signs uf. ..IIUnml,.S Tunrist HWY.: PAGING JOHN GILBERT I'1'iscilla Wallace illlll Leon Dunbar are on their A tree wl1o looks at ears all day way to Hollywood. judging from that kiss. NVe hear And shouts, "Good eats one mile away"g rumors of a romance.'K'g lglxlj Iggy-' A tree that may in summer wear Fedric Garlon devouring that banana. That wasn'l' GZIIWYP Signs. WHIP' IWW- Nflllll' flleret 2H'llll,'l'. SOOTII YOVR NERVICS Illlfill wlifvse I-osem snow has lain A cigarette lighter was a verb' 2ll'llll'0lJl'lillP :ift for Almw HW mllvilm' 'Tom 1e'f's-V'11f"'- Mr. Ilofferty. Ile did a wonderful job and got 1'e- Suits. COMI'l.OI"l' FIKHM RICIIINIJ THAT BVSII Did you see that misplaced eyebrow Oll George Hampton. Jia? Signs are nailed by fools like me, But only God can 111ake a tree. , 50 MAN ET Iiuhhlra Math. Prof.: "Listen here, young man, are you the professor of this class?" Frosh: "No, sir." Prof.: "Then don't talk like an idiot." -The Old Line. "There is nothing an actor dislikes more than the sound of people coming in while the play is in progress,', says a critic, "unless it is the sound of people going out." -Mentor. A policeman, making his rounds in the early morning, found an inebriated individual stand- ing in a. horse trough waving his handkerchief over his head. "Hey, what are you doing tl1ere'?" asked the cop. "Save the women and the children first-l can swim," was tl1e answer. -Harvard Lampoon. The fact that Holland has windmills is no mark of distinction-the United States has Souatoirg. -Penn Punch Bowl. It is true that the uneducated are the hap- piest. They don 't suffer when the wrong foot- ball team wins. -Hartford Times. Customer : "I wish to buy an appropriate gift for a bride-something timely and strikingf, 7 7 Merchant: "How about a clock? -Scranton Scratch. Hubby: HYou call that a hat? My dear, l shall never stop laughing." Vklifey: "Oh, yes you will. The bill will probably arrive tomorrow. " -Lustige Kolner Zeitung. HI have just come from the beauty parlorfl "It's too bad you couldn't get waited on." -The Yellow Jacket. Hls your wife very garrulous?" "Well, if I suddenly went deaf and dumb it would take her a week to discover it." -Lustige Sachse. Father 1 "Vwlhy were you kissing my daughter in at dark corner last night?" Youth: "Now that I've seen her in the day- light I sort of wonder myself." -Ski-U-Mah. 'tDo you know Lincoln's Gettysburg ad- dress?" "No, but in NYashington it was the VVhitc House." -The Pathfinder. Mother: "You were a tidy boy not to throw your orange peel on the floor of the bus-but where did you put it?" Freddie: "In the pocket of the gentleman sitting next to me." -Tid-Bits. The old gentleman tumbled over a five-barred gate just in time to save himself from the angry bull. "You brute," he spluttered, shaking his tist at the animal. "and l've been a vegetarian all UU' llffit-ii -Bristol Life. Speaking of schools and their closing, we are reminded of the note on the back of a little girls report card. t'Good worker, but talks too much." To which the father added this note over his signature on the back of the card. f'Come up sometime and meet her mother' -Auxvasse Review. A boy was balancing himself on his head when an old lady, a neighbor, came by. 'tVVil- lie." she said, "you are too young to do that. You're only six." "It's all right, Mrs. Jones," he replied without losing his balance. "Fm nine when l'm turned upside downf, -Answers. It takes a good woman to make a man a man: the other kind makes a monkey of him. -San Francisco Chronicle. Johnny: "VVhy does the whistle blow for a tire?" Billy: 'tlt doesn't, it blows for water. They've got the fire." -Border Cities Star. MAN ET 51 4 xrlianigva "'l'hv l'iiiuaule" "lit-11111-tt. Ili-at-ou" llelw-ilitll lligh School, Moreilitli, N. ll. l-'rom cover to cover we hreezed light-hearledly through your newsy 01illlllll'lll'l'lll0lll issue. Original in design and appropriate in spirit were the splendid cuts introducing your editorial. your excliange, and your alumni departments! We also like the friendly give- and-Iake spirit that lN'l'l1ll'Illt'S your Senior XVrite Ilps. "The lnlryant Owl" Bryant High School, Long' Island City, N. Y. Your Melting Pot number significantly and inspira- lionally strikes the keynote of democratic American Ideals. Your 1-over design. hoth outside and inside. is a ll'llllllU to the ingenuity of your art departnient. Your i-olumn titles are 1-lear-cut and smart. but your clever use of lines on every page for the novel arrangenient of title and page numhers we consider tl1e outstanding zu-liieveniem of your nialceup. "The Optimist" South Side High School, Newark, N. J. The 'l'lltlllliSL'lVlll2 issue it your monthly we en- joyetl. Your cut of King Foothall is an appropriate and well-done frontispiece. The general style of your writing and of your make-up captures the readers liennett High School, lciullalo, N. Y. l'oy'er sliniulaiingly appropriate: lieadiiigs ingen- iously dil'l'erenl: illustrations suiartly ell-yn-1-5 gi-iii-ral make-up deviiledly professional: literary style inaslor- fully donefthe "lit-iniotlz 1:l'2li'lillu is. indifoil. a pi-rI"'i'i synthesis of pi-1'i'ei't. parts. thngralulalionsI t'The Purple Quill" Ball High School, Galveston, Texas Your monthly issue for January, ISHS, mi-rits our admiration. Perfectly amusing is your dedication. Surely the "Snoop's Slllllfi eolunni 111ust lind popu- larity with the student hody. XVe followed with inter- est the many suitahle cuts hy Everett Fernandez. anal we want to congratulate him upon his rohust ingen- uity. XVe enjoyed "XV1'iflllQQ an Essay." t'Golden Rod" Quincy Senior High School, Quincy, Mass. Your January, 1935, number is a masterpier-e. NVhat, more sincere trihute can we pay you than to i-onfess that although we have already read your lIl2lLEilZlI1C from cover to 1,-over nmny times, yet to reach the last page is Ullly a stimulus to turn the issue over to revel with sensuous rapture once again in your front cover, attention. Congratulations, H. C, for your quaint and with impelling delight to re-read the entire Lamh humor in 'iOn Making a Pig of Oneselff' 11138321119- A FEW WORDS FROM THE PRINCIPAL I would like to correct an impression that exists in the minds of many High School students. A large number of them come to me, or' call me on the telephone, and say, "Can l go to Bryant G Stratton even though I took the college preparatory course?" Certainly! As a matter of fact, in cases where it is financially possible to take courses after High School, it is advisable to take a general or college preparatory course. It gives you a better education, a better background, and you are better able to take post-graduate courses. Later I will tell you more about the possibilities of the combination of a college education and a business training. As a matter of history, Bryant G Stratton Commercial School is starting its 7Oth year. Ever since its beginning it has concentrated on purely business subjects-no frills, no superfluous subjects. During that time it has set the pace in many of the phases of business training, and today we combine our 70 years of experience with our modern methods of instruction, to make Bryant G Stratton graduates more in demand than any other school of its kind. At the present time Bryant G Stratton is located diagonally across from the Public Carden in the best commercial school building it has been my pleasure to see. You are cordially invited to visit this building of which we are justly proud. Our catalogue NQ will tell you something of the school and the different business courses we offer-Secretarial, Business Administration, General Business, Stenographic, Mechanical Accounting, Intensive Course for College Graduates. I I Principal, Bryant 6' Stratton Commercial School, 334 Boylston Street, Boston. Compliments of ANDREW'S PHARMACY ECCO STORE Corner Atlantic and East Squantum Streets GEORGE E. MAW, Meat Manager SCHOOL SUPPLIES Ice Cream sodas Compliments of 0 , Tobacco Sundries Candy Robinson S 146 East Squantum Street 68 Newbury Avenue North Quincy Atlantic' Mass. Compliments of BEAT?BilEEEtlwEQf,E'liiS.SHOP EVELYN IENNY DRESS SHUPPE We do your work with accuracy and despatch PROPRIETORSWILHQM PEBLER 16 BEALE STREET Gus R. HAAKE , A Wollaston, Massachusetts TUTORING BY HARVARD STUDENT Dresses Hosiery Underwear RFIASONABLE RATES ROBERT C. PUTNAM 74 WEBSTER STREET ATLANTIC Granite 4706 y Gra. 0659-M Pupils and Parents should patronize the advertisers in the Mamet i GRANITE CITY PRINT 14 MAPLE STREET - QUINCY Oldest Largest Best Established 1915 lPrinters of the Manetj PNEUMATIC SCALE CORPORATION, LTD. Norfolk Downs - Massachusetts Builds packaging machinery and bottling machinery. Included in the former group are machines for making up packages which you use daily in your home. For example: Kellogg's Corn Flakes Rumford Baking Powder Pillsbury Flour Chase Sz, Sanborn's Tea Balls White House Coffee Baker's Cocoa Arm Sz, Hammer Baking Soda Minute Tapioca Triangle Salt -- and many others. Our bottling machinery is used by manufacturers of such products as the following: Lady Esther Face Cream Whittemore's Shoe Polish Tumbler Auto Polish C. N. Disinfectant Gulden's Mustard Worcestershire Sauce Black Iron Stove Polish Carter's Ink Pneumatic Scale packaging and bottling machinery is used for producing PERFECTLY PACKAGED PRODUCTS which you may purchase at your neighborhood grocery and drug stores. Compliments of Harry,S Pemberton Q Service Station SHOES RUBBERS s P- S- S- B-'Seb-'11 T'-sm 40 Billings Rd. Norfolk Downs Enjoy the Best Choice of FRUITS-NDVEGEIABIQ Hosfrlsss CUP CAKES , on sale C. Sansone gk Sons 9 Depot Street Quincy, Mass. In the Cafeterla Call President 6960 Fr e Deliver Compliments of a Friend Best Wishes f. McDermott From a Friend ,, Ursine , PAINT 8: VARNISH COMPANY 1 AND NOW! NATIONAL RECOGNITION Plymouth Rock Ice Cream is proud to announce that their products have been awarded the "Seal of Approval" of Good Housekeeping Institute. The first time that any ice cream has received this signal honor. Served Exclusively at our Cafeteria PLYMOUTH ROCK ICE. CREAM "IT'S Goon Fon THE CHILDREN" NORFOLK DOWNS SPA Opposite Parker School M. D. WAGNER Compliments of FARRELL and GRANT Complfiments of Wollaston Coal 8: Supply Co. Coal - Coke - Lumber Granite 5390 McLellan Stores Co. 50. to 31.00 Merchandise Norfolk Downs, Mass. DOWNS PHARMACY 35 BILLINGS ROAD NORFOLK DOWNS SHOES FOR DRESS AND SPORT WEAR CREED,S SHOE STORE 52 EILLINGS RoAo NORFOLK DOWNS M. A. DERRINGER BERTI-IA NOWELL MCLEOD 22 Hamilton Street, Wollaston "Flowers by Wire, guaranteed the Mercury XVay" PIANO - VOICE - HARDIONY Phone l.ll'QSItlE'1llf 0959 Speech Aff? , , EIOCUUOYI 3:5 luxrorx sr. 16 tsLovER AVE. Inglqi'flfi'1j 50' QUINCY' MASS' Telephone Gra. 1358-R Compliments of J O H N E. COX NEWTONVILLE Candy at Wholesale .., modern school CAROLYN L. DEWING of applied art DONALD SMITH FEELEY directors l 687 boylston street - boston - massachusetts Kenmore 9343 A sincere school for serious students specializing in Professional training in Costume Design and Interior Decoration. Exceptional Faculty Send for Catalog Compliments of Underwood Elliott Fisher Company 231 Main Street Brockton, Massachusetts C H G. ' 19"-1-XV' B 1 ' t PROPERTY INSURANCE 3 lame b 5 appomtmen MANAGEMENT OF ALL K1NDs Sylvia DuMont, Prop. MAR - VEL BEAUTY SALON 15-1 E. Squantum Street North Quincy, Mass. Specialist in Shampooing S 35 Scalp Treat tt Nlanicu g S 3 Fing YV vin 3 51.00 - in l d g F I 0 Marcelling .35 Shampoo and YN E b A h g 'S Tel. Granite 6637-M NoRFo1..K DowNs TAn.oRiNG I. Tolchinsky LADIES' and GENTS' TAILOR Furrier a Specialty 42 Billings Road Norfolk Downs Meats of All Kinds RAWVSON'S DIAH KET PROVISIONS Fish, Fruits and Groceries Game, Poultry, Vegetables 488 Hancock Street Wollaston Phone President 1280 RITE WAY SHOE REPAIRING FRED AMATO, Prop. HIGH GRADE WORK AT LOWEST PRICES ALL WORK GUARANTEED Doctors send their Work for Crippled Children 113 BILLINGS RoAD NORFOLK DoWNs " S E1 A R S " REAL ESTATE SERVICE Wollaston Theatre Building 12 Beale Street Wollaston Telephone Granite 2826 Buy at PEA li LMUT'l'ER'S Successor to lVIESSA'S VARIETY STORE 203-5 East Squanturn Street Atlantic, Mass. Lubricating Tire Service Accessories WETMORE'S SERVICE STATION Socony Products - Mobiloil 707 Hancock Street Next to Diner Tel. Granite 3159 Wollaston Compliments of RITE WAY CLEANSERS Corner of West Elm Avenue and Billings Road A l I i 1 1 l 'Nha I ' "" had ' Burdett,Business Training ' Course! for Young Men: Business Administration and Accounting, as preparation for sales, credit, financial, oilice management and accounting positions. College grade instruction. ,I Open to High School Graduatex ' Courses for Young Women: Executive Secretarial, Stenographic Secretarial, ' also Finishing Courses, as preparation for promising secretarial positions. Individual advancement. Open to High School Graduate: ' 'Courses for Young'Men and Young Women: General Business, Book- keeping, Shorthand and Typewriting, as preparation for general Pun ous commercial business and ofiice positions. training not required , send io' Open to High School Graduate: fgdiggtigffgggs 3:32 Illustrated Catalog seated in attendance. ' " I Bunnm Cou.EGE :nip F. H. eunissrr. President " 13 31 4' If I , 1,56 STUART smear, eos'roN, MASSACHUSETTS I 3 .21 . 1- - I - A retamons HANcocK saoo ri , REMINGTON RAND SCHOOL EDUCATION is an investment. Anyone iworking in an office should know Accibunting Machines. REMINGTON RAND, Inc. School gives short day andf evening courses on REMINGTON and DALTON Bookkeeping, Bank- ing,'Billing, and Adding Machines. Individual instruction. Certificate and freegplacement service to graduates. : : : : : 114 Federal Street, Boston Telephone LIBerty 7338 1 .qv xr, -, i. ' ,un . . .lu I

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