Quincy High School - Goldenrod Yearbook (Quincy, MA)

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Edition SEMI-FINAL ‘ATTLEE ♦ BLIND PRICE TWO PEZOZES SENIOR CLASS TO PRESENT IMHK AM» STARK CU B COMI'LMIKNTS sm«l COMPLAINTS Compliment To the continued good work of the News-writers’ club in the weekly column of school news in the Quincy Patriot Ledger. We like especially the up and coming Pen Points written by Kay Wilmath. Mr. MeKeown guides these people in their good work. Complaint With tongues hanging and throats dry, we say Pul- leese! Fix the several bubblers in the building from which no water spouts. Compliment — The Wednesday and Friday assemblies enjoyed the music of the double quartette and the solo sung by Alfred StarreL. Couldn't we have something like this more often? Complaint Pulleese again, do, someone of authority, remove that imposin' red and black No Smoking sign which was viciously and with malice afore- thought placed at the back of our lovable bronzy Indian and Steed in the entrance of our school. Compliment We are informed of the Quincy alumni’s efforts to erect a stadium for our high school. If we are very good, and our teams continue their high standing, we may really have one. Who knows? Compliment Congratulations to the Hi-Y and Phi Upsiion Pi soci- eties for their rapid development and enthusiasm. These are com- ing organizations. dkiiatim; U B The busy members of the debat- ing group are stili going as strong as ever. Mr. Lee and Mr. Noyes, its faculty members, leave most of the choosing of debatable subjects to the club officers, James Banghar!, Mary Latham, and Mary Broderick. At every other meeting a debate is given to which outsiders are in- vited, and on the alternating meetings, an invited guest usually speaks to the members. The three schools of other cities already chosen as opponents in debates to be held in the early spring may well beware Quincy's strong de- bating team. A visiting member said that he found the Page and Stage club giv- ing interesting meetings. At its last club period, ‘ Trifles was presented. This one-act play pro- vided parts for five members: Vir- ginia Peterson, John Balcom, Itobert Fee, Parks Hunt, and Frances Thompson. Trifles had to do with the solving of a peculiar crime prompted by the death of a canary, and offered extremely in- teresting entertainment. The offic- ers ot the club are: president. David Sargent; vice president, Ann Connolly: secretary-treasurer, Bar- bara Leavitt; and its faculty advis- ers, Miss Turner and Miss Browne. ALHINIS CON(«KATI'LATHS Q.II.S. OHCHKSTBA Mr. Collins received a letter last month from James A. Johnson, now secretary to the president of the Electric Auto-Lite Company of Toledo. Ohio, congratulating our tamous orchestra. His comment »eads as follows: Yesterday morn- ing. while listening to the radio, 1 heard a program of music pre-. seated by schools in the suburbs of Boston. And one of those schools represented was Quincy High! It certainly did bring back a lot of memories and make me feel mighty good to hear the announcer say: Next we shall present the Quincy High School orchestra, directed by Miss Maude Howes.’ I just want to say that the per- formance given by ‘our’ orchestra was excellent; as good as any symphony orchestra I have hear I over die air. Of course I may be prejudiced, but I firmly believe, that Quincy High School is to In;, congratulated. CAPTAIN APPLEJACK Cast of Eight Already at Work The Senior play selected for this year is “Captain Applejack,” and will be presented in the high school auditorium during the first week of March by the hopeful senior class. The young and aspiring actors were chosen by Mr. Franklin B. Mitchell and a group of assistin ; teachers after a series of six try- outs. The plot of the play is really interesting. It tells of Mr. Apple- John's adventures during one single evening, part of which time lie dreams away. The play calls tor versatility and sincerity on tin- pan of the actors. The blunderous and would-be romantic personality of Captain Applejack is to In por- trayed by Paul Hurley. His quiet but winning ward is played by Barbara Leavitt, whose Aunt Agatha, played bv Helene Spencer, ■ an never quite make out the hero and his craving for romance. The supposed answer to the gentle- man's desire is the Russian dancer. Anna Valeska, who confides in him to a great extent. This part is taken by Ann Connolly. Borolsky, tin- much pursuing and rough Bo- rolsky is interpreted by Sam Evans Mr. and Mrs. Pengard are played by Signe Hedein and Kenneth Sen - ice. The ever-present butler must not be forgotten, and John Balcom plays this forbidding part. Cast and coach are hard at work, and this comedy promises to lie one of the best ever given.

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Weather NOT SO HOT ©. n. s. ■ VOLUME HEAVY DAT UP TO DATE HARVEST DAM E TROVES successfil GREATEST EMU! SI ASM OF YEARS IS SHOWN September 5 Get - acquainted day for sophomore». 6 All classes resumed. October S Deficiencies. 12 Happy Columbus Day! November Three hundredth anniversary of secondary education. 5-11 Education Week. 7 Open House Night. 9 ' Golden-Rod contests close. 9 Harvest dance. 13 First quarter report cards. 21 Mammoth football rally spon- sored by Alumni. 23 Biggest noise of the year at school football rally. 24 Oh! that Brockton game! 29 Thanksgiving turkey. December 17 Again deficiencies. 19 Girls’ club Christmas party. 21 Christmas pageant by the music department. 21 Shortest day of the year, and vacation begins. 25 Santa Claus arrives. January 2 Back in the harness again. First rehearsal for Captain Applejack. 29 Again report cards. GIRLS (LIB POKEY! Just in case it has been said oy some people in the past that the Girls’ Club in this school has been dull, let them now eat their words. The two hundred odd members had their first meeting on October first. Then came Miss Ethel Crockett to speak of life in Alaska, giving her personal experiences. A scavenger hunt was followed by a Thanksgiving one-act play. In De- cember, the much appreciated Miss Evelina Jackson from Vesper George School of Art spoke to the eager girls on the art of dress. At the December Christmas party. Mr. I ee acted as Santa Claus, and pre- sented candy, oranges and presents contributed by the members to lorty youngsters. Then remember, please, back in November when the executive members had manu- factured and sold blue and white scarves for the football games That took a little thought, too! An evening early in November saw about two hundred of Quincy's fair children entering the panelled, streamer-bound school gym. The gay figures painted on the yellow panels and decorated faces of the pumpkins smiled down on the dancers. The committee, under Miss Mc- Carthy. who made the decorative panels and planned the dance were: Mathew Fay, Sam Evans, Clifton Shepard. Helmi Pitkanen, Reginald Law, John Kelley, Freda Steven-?, Wenonah Stewart, Angela Zarelli, and Ann Zabloski. Another larger group assisted in the ushering and ticketing of the patrons. The Musical Mariners did their share in making the dance enjoyable by producing some really good music. ki WANTED: From graduates of “Not for years, perhaps never, has Quincy High school shown such genuine enthusiasm. This statement came from our own principal, Mr. Collins. The Quiucy- Brockton rally held in the school auditorium was the proof. A royal welcome was given the several notables who were deserv- ing of it that night at the great get- together. True tales of the gridiron were told by Bill Cunningham, feature sports writer, who is also talented in the singing and playing of college songs. Pat Hanley, of the Middle West, and the coach of Boston university, along with Eggs” Manske. all American end from North Western university, and Joe McKenney, coach of Boston college, were three more of the guests. Marion Rob- erts, Brockton's coach, gave a very rugged and regular talk which was appreciatively applauded by the whole audience. Members of the team were brought on and separately intro- duced to the alumni and general public. At the close, the audience smil- ing. laughing, and confident, left the hall to the blaring sounds of the band, and the shouts of the wiry cheer leaders to retire to their homes with boxes of cough drops and “Father Patrick’s Throat Restorer. THALIA (U K SEEKS NEW MEMBERS It was told to a seeking student, that because of the interference in the activities of the Thalia Club by other girls' clubs in the school, this honor membership club of Q. H. S., Woodward Institute, and Adams Academy- incidents from the history of these schools suitable for dramatic presenta- tion. Send to Quincy Nigh School in care of 'Golden Rod . eighteen years’ standing was not able to carry on successfully. Bo on January third, every honor girl student was invited to join the or- ganization. With this invitation, and the group of new and enthusi- astic members there is again hope for renewed success. Long live the Thalia Club!

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 THE CHATEAU ON THE BLUFF (continued from page IS) All went well until about nine-thirty when, getting tired of sitting in a cramped position, we stood up to stretch. Immediately there was a whir of wings and a frantic scratching of wood as two bats, disgruntled at being dis- turbed, whirled around the room and (lashed out the doorway. Our nerves were greatly shaken at this, but gradually we gained control of ourselves and sat back to wait with our hands tightly gripping our revolvers. The moon had now climbed to a position where it sent beams of light filter- ing through the cracks in the boarded-up windows and the room was filled with a soft, ghostly light. The warm summer zephyrs had now become cool night breezes and sometimes whistled softly around the corners of the chateau. Of a sudden everything seemed quiet, deathly quiet; the moon rose higher, spreading more light through the room. I could hear my watch ticking in my jacket. I took it out. The luminous dials pointed to ten. My breathing be- came shorter as the silence increased. I looked at M. LeSage. He, too, had noticed this unearthly deadness and had drawn his revolver from his jacket. Then I felt a cold, clammy hand grasp my wrist. It was M. LeSage. He was looking intently toward the fireplace on the opposite side of the room. I fol- lowed his gaze. There, not plainly discernible, on the open hearth was a figure that seemed to blend with the shadows. My heart throbbed harder, faster; cold sweat formed on my brow. The grip on my wrist tightened and sud- denly with a cry my companion threw his gun up and fired once, twice, thrice. The whole house echoed and reechoed. I tried to drag my revolver from my jacket, but I only ripped the lining of my coat and then everything went black and I fainted dead away. When I awoke, I saw a smiling face bending over me a,nd felt myself being jounced around as if on springs. I sat up to find that I was riding swiftly back toward the village in my own motor car. Behind us towering black and for- bidding was the chateau of Jacques Dumont. What happened?” I asked quickly, trying to get my breath between bounces. Well,” replied M. LeSage, after you passed out, I carried you down to the roadside to await our chauffeur. You must have been quite exhausted to fall asleep at the moment you did.” he teased. But, the ghost!” I blurted out. What-----!” Oh, yes!” he cut me short with a burst of laughter, to be sure. The ghost was no ghost, monsieur. We, my dear friend, were simply victims of man’s worst enemy—FEAR!”