Richmond Hill High School - Archway / Dome Yearbook (Richmond Hill, NY)

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To calm them more she started to recite, I never saw the moor, I never saw the sea Yet I know how the heather looks And what a wave rnust be. I never-- For the love' of Mike and all his relatives! , exclaimed Mr. Grehan. Into the office was escorted Mr. Atwater. He had been caught in the halls without a pass. Miss Knapp looked over her shoulder and murmured, Red card for you. Mr. Atwater went right up to Miss Leete's desk and began, Now did you ever hear this story-P Either Miss Leete had or didn't care to, for she said, Pm afraid you'll have to take a detention, and remember, if you talk, the first detention doesn't count. He meekly accepted the pretty little slip and turned and left the office, Clever, these Chinese whispered Mr. Grehan. But his turn was coming, and he began to wish for a little Chinese ancestry. Miss Johnston was at the desk and said, as usual, Stop me if I talk too long. She was stopped and dismissed with two detentions. Mr. Tressler was next up at the bat and almost said, Will you please rise, when Miss Leete started to address him. He told Miss Leete that his ruling was always, Right minus wrong. His case was presented and the subtraction was made leaving him with a slip such as the others had received. When it came Miss Galbraith's turn she began with, Now, honey,- and Miss Leete didn't have the heart to dispute the case. Miss Falvey was with her and hustled off to her little cherubs . Messrs. Meehan, Foote, Behn, Barnett, Andrews, Smith, Byers, Hopkins, and Briscoe thought they would do best by sticking to- gether. Miss Leete had asked a question and in return Mr. Behn asked another, adding, I suppose you wonder where I got that question from, huh? Answer the question asked, suggested Mr. Foote. p I know I must be crazyg otherwise I wouldn't be a teacher , mourned Mr. Barnett. Think it over. Check for you, cautioned Mr. Smith. A Cut the excess, was-Mr. Briscoe's request. Beg pardon? said Mr. Meehan, who was still thinking over Mr. Barnett's remark about teachers. Now, boys, said Mr. Stilson, Let's do business. Miss Leete seconded the motion and asked why Mr. Hopkins had been late to class. He wasn't quite sure himself and didn't see why the Pagezo - THE SENIOR DOME

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ONE DAY - L , i i o BY noms E. Mounr, '34 One day the fatal ruling came. A11 teachers had to report for late passes if they so much as stepped in the door of the classroom after the bell had rung. Miss Voorhees was closing the door when the bell stopped ringing, and the whole class rose and shouted in Latin, Pm sorry, but you'1l have to go for a pass. The office must have some way of knowing when there is not enough time. Miss Voorhees started to say, Those of you who have had Cic- ero, make a note of this, but she was ushered into the hall and start- ed down the stairs. As she entered Miss Leete's office the following scene met her eyes :- In one corner stood a little group with Dr. Thomas in the center chewing on the end of a match stick. He was just saying, Now suppose we were all on a desert island, and I had all the chewing gum-. Mrs. Byron interrupted with, Oh, we have a little cow with us! That's very true, added Mr. Barnett. To change the subject, Mr. Behn stated that, The power to tax is the power to destroy, when Dr. Thomas told him, You should visit the United States sometime and read an Amer- ican' newspaper. Mr. Briscoe 'admiringly remarked, Lend me your brains, but Dr. Thomas replied, You aren't all dumb: I know some of you. Miss McLaughlin could hold out no longer, and declared, Ill- mannered morons. She was just about to begin a lecture on the three C's when another group attracted their attention. Mr. Clegg, his mind always on his class, had just reminded his comrades that there were only eight more days until Regents. Then with great confidence in his students, he added, By their fruits ye shall know them. ' Mr. Wood told him, Let your conscience be your guide. An opportunity to mention the Latin department could not go unused so Miss Voorhees, who joined this group, said that, He who knows vocabulary never fails. Miss Talbot thought her pupils would be all right if they would exaggerate the point of the diagram. The trouble , said another teacher, is that pupils go too much by marks. Whereon Miss Konigsberg put in that, All the world's a stage. Fearing conflict in her department, Miss Barber suggested that Miss Konigsberg have a seat and the other teacher ponder . TAI-if gpsnuronfbomn L Page19

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class had sent him to Miss Leete, for he was always rather lenient with them. An attempt was better than nothing, so he repeated an excuse that had been made to him once. I've heard that before, said Miss Leete, and desiring further information, Mr. Hopkins said, What of it? - Grant it, said Mr. Andrews, but Miss Leete had heard too much. Enough detentions were given that entire group to give them time to think up some original excuses. Someone started to protest, but Dr. Schmidt said, Quiet down, boy, and the hint was taken. Goes in one ear and out the other, said Mr. Robinson, but when it came his turn he said, By Gosh! Oh pifHe! My stars and Confound it! all at once. A very musical Ooooooh! was Miss Dithridge's contribution, while Miss McDowell went, Hmmmmm. V So it went throughout the day. Mr. Finnegan returned to his room and immediately ordered, Fermez les livres! Miss Manfred reminded them as soon as she entered the door, This is a SPANISH class. Now I once knew a girl--, were the first words of Mr. Abrams, on his return. ' Miss Falvey had forgotten the little cherubs for the moment, and called her class little boneheads instead. Mrs. Walter wanted her class to feel at home, so she opened the door and immediately said, For tomorrow--. Mrs. Bryant became quite impatient telling her class, to Ex- plode on their 'Ts' . Never again will Richmond Hill attempt to demand prompt- ness in such a manner. Students will just have to suffer by missing their work when a teacher is late. - And I shall fling My banners unfurled And a feeble voice To a skeptical world. U H n an H 'rl-1: szruon nom: g Pagezi