Quincy High School - Goldenrod Yearbook (Quincy, MA)

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this is a better corner and in the second place I’m staying here and there’s nothing you can do about it, so get along.” With that he turned away and commenced selling papers again. Coco rolled his big black eyes. Porky heaved a sigh of disgust, and Teege stuck his hands way down deep in his pockets. Thus the three walked on slowly down the street. Teege turned homeward that night and many nights afterward, with heavy footsteps. He never could get a real good corner again and his family needed the money. Besides he just had to get his mother that pocket-book although there would never be much money in it and therefore, not much use to his mother. But then who was to think of that? Certainly not twelve-year-old Teege. Meanwhile the Worm was getting all of Teege’s trade. But the neighborhood did not forget what he had done to Teege. Now we know why they call him the Worm,” they said. In the meantime, the Worm found no glory in what he had done. The neigh- bors would not let him forget. He was used to it, he would say. He had done it before to other newsboys and nothing had ever happened like this. Oh well, they’ll get over it, he said. But he still couldn’t explain that queer, choked-up feeling, when he saw any of the other boys, and his head just had the tendency to hang down. Finally two days before Christmas, the Worm decided he couldn’t keep the corner any longer. Meanwhile, Teege had gone to Glandestien’s to tell him he couldn’t buy the pocket-book as he had only sixty-two cents. Well, Son. seeing it’s Christmas and all. I’ll let you have it for the two dol- lars and eighty-seven cents. Teege thanked him, and with the precious package clutched in his long, thin fingers, he went on home. ou may be sure Glandestien did not lose too much money in that transaction. And so it was that as Teege went trudging up the path to his front door he spied a piece of paper tied to the door-knob which read: THE KONER IS WAITING FOR YO” THE WORM Teege s eyes lit up brighter than the solitary candle in the window. It was Christmas and the Worm had turned. Twenty-three

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Down the street Teege walked, faster and faster. His excitement seemed to propel his legs. Soon his eyes lit upon a two story building, drab and musty look- ing. Glandestien's at last! His heart playing a steady tatoo with his footsteps, he entered a long, narrow, low-ceilinged room which displayed everything from com- mon pins to supposedly Oriental rugs. A thin. Scrooge-like man with stooped shoulders, small sunken-in-eyes and a wide mouth with thin, tight lips which betrayed his false smile of friendliness and disclosed a life-time of shrewdness, spoke. Hello, Sonny, what can I do for you? Well, Sir, I d like to see some of your pocket-books.” then as an after thought, the best you have. Well, Son, I have just the kind you want, yes, just the kind you want,” replied Mr. Glandestien. He proceeded to drag out a greenish-black suede bag of undeterminable age. Teege looked at it uncertainly. “Are you sure that’s the best you have? he asked Mr. Glandestien. How much is it? the inexperienced twelve year old asked. Well now. seeing it’s you, it’s only three dollars and seventy-five cents. Oh.” said Teege, with dismay. I have only two dollars and fifteen cents. Hmmm, I’ll tell you what to do. You can give me that two dollars and fif- teen cents as a down payment and I’ll promise not to sell the bag until you get the rest of the money. How’s that?” Gee. that will be swell, said Teege and with a last lingering look at the bag. went out and proceeded down the street to his corner. Suddenly Teege stopped short. Why it couldn’t be true, it just couldn’t be true. But it was true. There was the Worm. He had taken Teege’s corner. He had broken the rule. He had taken somebody else’s corner. In a newsboy’s eyes that was an unpardonable sin. Teege walked up to the culprit. Hello, Worm. I suppose you know this is my corner. Ya mean it urns your corner, dontcha? Suddenly Porky and Coco came around the corner. Sensing the situation Porky said, Whatcha doin’ on Teege’s corner. Worm? You know it’s against the rules.” That’s a rule you fellas made, not me, so I ain’t in on it. In the first place Twenty-two

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1891 C. H. S. C Volume—SOFT ANN I VERS SLOWLY, AND NOT SURELY September 10 Welcome, Sophs. 11 Bonjour. chers professours. 19 Good start. Quincy 0, Chelsea 0. 26 On the downward grade. Quincy 0. Melrose 18. 28 The intellectuals go to see Romeo and Juliet”. October I Ditto. 3 Sounds like baseball. Quincy 2. Brookline 3. 7 Deficiencies. 9 The cheer leaders are in again. 12 Aren’t we glad Columbus discovered America? 13 Cafeteria seating plan goes into ef- fect. 15 Mr. Bagley addressed upperclass- men. 17 Night game. Quincy 0. Somerville 13. 28 A pow-wow with the Chief. 29 Quincy 0. Newton 19. 31 Still worse. Quincy 0. Haverhill 34. November 7 What a headache. Quincy 0. North 6. 11 Armistice Day -Hurrah I 12 Q. H. S. thrown open to parents. 14 Signs of hope. Quincy 19. Fitch- burg 21. 17 Tale of woe—report cards. 21 Same old story. Quincy 0. Brockton 27. 24 French department sees French talk- ing picture. 25 Four and one-half days of repose well started. 30 We re in again. December . You can fill it in yourself. HEALTH BROADCASTER SPEAKS On Thursday. October fifteenth, Mr. Arthur E. Bagley of radio fame spoke to the aristocracy of Q. 11. S. (juniors and seniors) on Playing the Game for Dear Life”. Mr. Bagley’s speech consisted mainly of three pleas. First, that wc obtain as much education ns possible; second, that wc go out to make the world ns good ns possible; and third, that we very carefully choose the road upon which wc ure going to travel the great venture of life. It is interesting to note that Mr. Bagley Inter said that since he had spoken to Q. H. S. that he would rather speak di- rectly to on audience than over the ether. NOVEL OPEN HOUSE NIGHT PROVES SUCCESSFUL This year Quincy High School celebrated National Education Week with its usuul annual Open House Night. Many students gathered with their parents in the High School Auditorium to listen to the strains of the Q. H. S. orchestra for a brief inter- val of fifteen minutes. The program was then formally opened by the president of the Student Advisory Council. Ronald Vanelli, who introduced superintendent Muir and our principal, Mr. Collins, who officially welcomed the parents. Mr. Collins explained that the regulur auditorium program of one type or another such os used in the past would be taken over by the actual conducting of classes which were to be open to the parents. Then requesting that the parents remain seated until such time as they were told that everything was in readiness, Mr. Col- lins dismissed the pupils by the fumiliar. You may go to your homerooms. As soon as the ten minute session began the parents proceeded to the homerooms to watch just what we do during our first period. The period closed with the usual two bells. The fifth and sixth periods, the two most full periods, were then conducted. Each was twenty minutes long and divided into two parts; the first ten minutes devoted to recitation, and the last ten minutes the parents spent in discussion with the teach- ers. At nine o'clock classes were dismissed, students found their parents and conducted them on a personal tour through the school so that they might meet the members of the faculty. At 10 o’clock there was a dismissal bell and pupils and parents departed from an evening spent in the surroundings of edu- cation. POW.WOW TO PAY FOR FOOTBALL INJURIES On October twenty-eighth many students paid the meager sum of five cents for the privilege of holding a pow-wow with Chief Pocantico. a Sioux Indian, along with his wife and papoose. As the primary purpose of the lecture was the raising of funds to pay for foot- ball injuries, the Chief ut first spoke on the possibility of Imving a stadium. He then went on to his lecture describing and rcluting to the audience in a most interest- ing manner, the ways and customs of the North American Indians. The lecture was concluded by the spin- ning of a wedding ring” by the Chief and a great round of applause by the audience. DRIVERS BEWARE A member of the faculty who had hastily parked her car on Open House Night re- turned to it. with her across-the-corridor neighbor to find its windows covered with thick, black grease. Hoping for the best the friend opened the door only to fend her glove covered with the disagreeable sub- stance. The explanation was found on a note bearing the words Don't pork in drive- ways” which for the first time the faculty member realized she had done. From the occupant of a car behind who j had been waiting for three-quarters of an hour to enter his garage came the retort. I hot’ll learn yal” Having found the cul- prit. words flew fast and furiously, and ended with the greaser” whizzing to the police station for revenge and the culprit's creeping home to scrape off the mess in a dark garage. She Is still mumbling That’ll learn ya!” GOLDEN ROD HOLDS REUNION On the second of June, 1936. members of the Golden Rod Staffs of the past five years guthcrcd ot a reunion held in Ships Haven. Dinner was served, after which there was an informal renewal of friendship. Sylvia Koose. editor-in-chief in 1933, was the toast- mistress. Miss Ethel Crockett, former fac- ulty advisor, and Miss Muriel Goudcy. present faculty advisor, were present. So successful was this reunion that mem- ! hers of the Golden Rod Staffs, both past