North Quincy High School - Manet Yearbook (North Quincy, MA)
- Class of 1935
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'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
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select, at the beginning ofthe Sophomore year, the course in which they intend to specialize.
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classroom instruction. The student earns a portion of his school expenses and forms business
contacts which prove valuable in later years.
The Bachelor of Science Degree is conferred upon all students who satisfactorily complete an
approved course of study.
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school graduates who find it necessary to work during the day,
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tration under instructors actually engaged in
the business that they teach. ..
Seventy-three per cent of graduates hold maior
executive positions in business. Outstandingly
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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
Case method of instruction similar to that in
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Volume VIII FEBRUARY, I93S Number I
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Catherine Zottoli Russell Williams Literary ""'- ' 3
LITERARY EDITORS Starring Ioe P. P. Pennerl . . ll
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.. ALUMNI Enitoizs Exchange . . . . 37
DOVOIIIY Plummer Cfefa Beach Clubs on Review .... . 38
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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
"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-
"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
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
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
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
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
"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-
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?"
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,
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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
"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
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MAN ET 7
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
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
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.
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
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
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
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
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.
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-
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
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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
"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
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'
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
Two weeks later, to my utmost delight, I
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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
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-
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
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
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
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-
"You ask who makes up the personnel of
the D'Oyly Carte t'ompany? XVelI, almost
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-
"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
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,
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
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-
"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
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'
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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
"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.
" 'he Hanks? Bnnhlv Mug"
Interviewed by GORDON SHIELDS
I snapped the watch case shut, got out of the
ear, walked down the alley and opened the
"Mr, Butler, please. ' '
"Just a minute. Heh, Bert, boy here to see
"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-
"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
"About forty-five. "
"How did you happen to pick the stage as
"I was born on the stage, son."
"What was the name of the first song you
"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,
"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
"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
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prodigal son and show 'em. VVell, son, I'm
sorry, but that's all the questions I can. answer
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
'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
'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-
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
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
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,
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,
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:
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
"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
"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
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.
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"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
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Iii-igport. IVe must have passed it about ten
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
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
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
"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
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
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
"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
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-
"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
"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.
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
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of the lockers. And don 't let me see you on
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
"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
"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
"Hy. Jack Dalton," I said as nastily as I
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
icW9i1'6 going back to Brigport tonight." he
said in a pitying voice. "So rest assured, little
coughdrop, all will be well."
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
someth.ng 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
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'
"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
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
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
"I'm considered very pretty at times." I
"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
IVhat did you say? Of course the Red-
head 's name was Kevin Faraday! XVhat did
you think it was?
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
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dived in after -Jackie and the three chums
sported in the cool water for about half an
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
"Just for tonight." responded Stan. "were
on a cruise. We head for Gloucester tomorrow,
"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
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
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
"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
"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
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-
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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-
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
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.
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.
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,
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
'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
"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
'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!"
'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
"XVell, er, nh, sit down, won't. you?" said
"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
"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?
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By MEN ABOUT TOWN
Grab yourself 2111 aspirin, children, we're
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
Info: One would-be student went into room
212 eating cheese crackers. Result: Miss Say-
age furnished another full box for him. Think
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
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
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.
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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
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
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
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.
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
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
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Paris," then "Old Heidelburf'." "The Midget
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
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
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RUTH DAGGETT, 8-4
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.
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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.
Firemen are like garters. Xow why do you
suppose? Garters hold t.he stockings and fire-
men hold the hose!
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JEAN PETERSON, 8-8
One sunny afternoon i11 June NVll9ll Betty
Anderson 0211110 ll0lll0 from school, her 1ll0tll01'
called llP1' into the sitting roo111. "Betty," be-
gan l1er mother, "how would you like to go
out XYest for your school vacation?',
"Oh, you know l'd love to go out VVest,"
replied Betty, "but you're Ollly teasing me."
"I'1ll not. teasing you, dear," replied Mrs.
Anderson, "l,'ncle .lack ll2lS invited us outgto
his ranch i11 Colorado."
"Really? NYhen do we start?" exclaimed
tl1e excited Betty.
"One week after school ends, just two weeks
i-F0111 today," answered l161' mother.
"Oh, boy!" replied Betty, "I can hardly
"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-
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
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.
"Leadvi1le," sl1outed tl1e conductor in l1is
"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,
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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
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
"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
"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
"Mr, President! I move that We have more
advertising on our radio broadcasts."
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wlir Huirr Arrriata Attrntiun
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
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
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
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
"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
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
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
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.
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
CATHERINE ZOTTOLI, I2-I.
Vague hopes are kindled by those last in
line. so it is at our lunch counter and in our
"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
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
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
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
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01111115 nn 'iKeuir1u
Educational Travel Club The Health Club
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.
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
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
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
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.
junior Hi-Y Club
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.
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
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
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-
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.
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
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.
The Checker Club
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
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,
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
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
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"
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
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
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,
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
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
Russell Urquhart, former president of the
class, is now attending New Hampshire State
University. VVith him there, is VVilliam Spauld-
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-
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
"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
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'
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.
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
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
Make way for the Navy! Norman VVhite is
at the Naval Academy Prep. in XVashington
and expects to enter Annapolis in the near
THE XVOR-KING XVORLD
Hear ye! 1Ve've several ambitious souls who
have already stepped out into the business
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-
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
Freda Brooks and Mary Hoffman are em-
ployed at the 'Travellers Insurance Company' in
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
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
Elizabeth XVallace, 12-3
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-
Esther Thayer is working for the Sales
Division of the New England Telephone Coni-
pany, and is taking a night course at Bur-
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
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-
Marjorie Libby is a doctor 's assistant.
Fenton Powers has a part-time job at R. H.
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
Anna Strang is in the office of the Jolm Han-
cock Life Insurance Company.
Paul NVeden is working for the lfnited Drug
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!
"A Vagaliond's Song."
George Orr, 12-3
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
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
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
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
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
First Row tLefz to rightb: Kenneth Cody. Vernon Mathu rin, Ralph McLeod, WiHiam Morrison. James Fay. Albert
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..
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
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
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.
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
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:
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
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.
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
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,
155-Cameron QNJ-Parmenter KHJ. lVon by North,
165-French QNJ-Gileece QHJ. TVon by Hingham,
Heavy-Assmus tNl-Wilbur CHD. Won by North,
fC0ntinued on page 485
Leigh Ltnnnr Qlnll
GRADE XIIHEdward Bentley. Bettina Ilayden.
GRADE XI-Duane Aldrieb, Rita Buote, Josephine
Cambria, Floyd Ilenry. Dorothy Leonard. Dorothy
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
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.
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.
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,
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,
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-
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
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
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. . . ... .
Herbert Kalness. Jr.. . . . . .
Alice Kalness ........ . . .
Andrew Goodrich. . .
Amy Lawrence .... . .
"Jim" Lawrence. .
. . . .Leon Dunbar
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:
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
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
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
15th-Star gazers troop up to Third Hill
under Mr. Mullarkey's care.
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.
Tth-More and smaller star gazers-eighth
graders with Miss Fogg visit Harvard Obser-
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
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.
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!
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.
Donald McKinley tCapt.l
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
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
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
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,
-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,
155-t':nneron lNj-Sullivan NYJ. 1Von by North,
165-1"1'6llt'l1-fxl--'lftlllllllllj' WWJ. XVon by North,
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
'onvltbllllliitlll tNlffMinor iAl. NVon by North, time
1... -Smith QNJ-Bzlisel QAJ. Won by North, time
145fTonry QNJ-Iluttzlrd tAb. XVon by North. time
-t':nneron tNJ-Bird iAl. 1Von by Andover,
time 2ltlV2ll1f2lg0. 4:-13.
1b.i-Frencli QNJ-f'oc-lirzni tAb. Won by Andover.
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,
115-Bartol tNJ-Calitri tNei. Won by Neetlhznn,
fall, 6 138.
125-Coleman CND-Gore tNeD. Won by North. time
2ltlV2l11f2lQ,'G, 5 212.
-Smith KNJ-Hazard tNel. 1Von by Needhrnn.
14.1-Paulson CND-Nigro tNeH. Won by North. time
advantage, 6 151.
155-Cameron tNJ-Barton tNeD. YVon by North.
165-Orcutt CND-Marselli tNe1. YVon by Needhznn,
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.
125-Patten iN1-Tain tMP. XVon by North, fall.
135-Smith tNi-Crocker IME. 1Von by North. fall.
14.1-Johnston KNB-King CMB. YVon by North. time
advantage. 4 111.
1.1.1-Caineron tN5-Howard 4Mi. 1Yon by North.
105-Howe INN-Swift KM1. YVon by Milton Acad..
H e a X
'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.
1-M3011-iitt 4Nlee-.M:1yrojri4les illj. Won by North.
1135-Ilowe 1Nr-l':iquette tlll. Won by Ilzlverhill,
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,
No t'Xllibitio1l lNllliS.
North vs. Quincy at Quincy-
Quincy, 18g North lil.
105-l":1llon QND-Bishop QQP. XVon by North. time
115--Sc-ollin QNJ-Dunn QQJ. Won by Quincy. fall,
125-t'ole1n:nn IND-Mt-Donzingh HD. Won by Quincy,
full, 1 :2S.
135-Del Gallo fkxl-PiIlZ2ll'l ttjl. 1Vol1 by North.
145e.lohnston lN5-Bztnot-li MJD. 1Von by North,
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
125-Patten lNJ-Hansel QEH. Won by North. time
zulvanitzige, 2 :53.
1335?-.Iohnston IND-O'Keeffe QED. XVon by North.
145-Tonry tNl-Gould QED. 1Von by North. time
155-Cznneron KND-Tracey CED. XVon by Exeter.
time advantage. 5:31.
165-Mc-Eachern CND-Gifford KEJ. XVon by Exeter,
Heayyalioherty QNX-Rumely CED. 1Yon by Exeter.
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?
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ONLYGOD CAN MAKE ATREEE
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.
--p1.gq'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
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-
COMI'l.OI"l' FIKHM RICIIINIJ THAT BVSII
Did you see that misplaced eyebrow Oll George
Signs are nailed by fools like me,
But only God can 111ake a tree. ,
50 MAN ET
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."
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
"Save the women and the children first-l
can swim," was tl1e answer.
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,
Merchant: "How about a clock?
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."
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."
'tDo you know Lincoln's Gettysburg ad-
"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."
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
Billy: 'tlt doesn't, it blows for water.
They've got the fire." -Border Cities Star.
MAN ET 51
"'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.
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."
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
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
Bryant 6' Stratton Commercial School,
334 Boylston Street, Boston.
ANDREW'S PHARMACY ECCO STORE
Corner Atlantic and East Squantum Streets
GEORGE E. MAW, Meat Manager
sodas Compliments of 0 ,
Tobacco Sundries Candy Robinson S
146 East Squantum Street
68 Newbury Avenue North Quincy Atlantic' Mass.
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
BY HARVARD STUDENT Dresses Hosiery Underwear
ROBERT C. PUTNAM
74 WEBSTER STREET ATLANTIC Granite 4706
y Gra. 0659-M
Pupils and Parents should patronize
the advertisers in the Mamet
GRANITE CITY PRINT
14 MAPLE STREET - QUINCY
Oldest Largest Best
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
PERFECTLY PACKAGED PRODUCTS
which you may purchase at your neighborhood grocery
and drug stores.
Compliments of Harry,S
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
From a Friend
,, Ursine ,
PAINT 8: VARNISH COMPANY 1
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
FARRELL and GRANT
Wollaston Coal 8: Supply Co.
Coal - Coke - Lumber
McLellan Stores Co.
50. to 31.00 Merchandise
Norfolk Downs, Mass.
35 BILLINGS ROAD
SHOES FOR DRESS AND SPORT WEAR
CREED,S SHOE STORE
52 EILLINGS RoAo
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
J O H N E. COX
Candy at Wholesale
CAROLYN L. DEWING
of applied art
DONALD SMITH FEELEY
687 boylston street - boston - massachusetts
A sincere school for serious students specializing in Professional
training in Costume Design and Interior Decoration.
Underwood Elliott Fisher Company
231 Main Street
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.
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
LADIES' and GENTS' TAILOR
Furrier a Specialty
42 Billings Road Norfolk Downs
Meats of All Kinds
RAWVSON'S DIAH KET
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
lVIESSA'S VARIETY STORE
203-5 East Squanturn Street
Lubricating Tire Service Accessories
WETMORE'S SERVICE STATION
Socony Products - Mobiloil
707 Hancock Street Next to Diner
Tel. Granite 3159 Wollaston
RITE WAY CLEANSERS
Corner of West Elm Avenue and Billings Road
A l I i
1 l 'Nha I ' "" had '
' 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
, 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
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