Weymouth High School - Campus / Reflector Yearbook (Weymouth, MA)

Text from Pages 1 - 36 of the 1914 volume:

WEYMOUTH HIGH SCHOOL Telephone Connection Justice of Peace H. A. TIRRELL 1883-1914 Real Estate, Insurance and Mortgages 774 BROAD STREET Boston Office, 10 High St. Third Floor East Weymouth, Mass. Weymouth High S c h o o 1 T e c h n i c a 1 H i q h WE THE TUFTS LIBRARY ! i ! 3 164 8 00232 6766 ' YVIITH much misgiving do we offer this little Nugget to our critical friend, The Public. We have given it that name, not for its great value, but because we realize it is in the rough and lacks the finish and polish of skilled work- manship ; still, into it we have put our best en- deavor, and we trust it will meet with your approval. Think not a trifle, though it small appear ; Small sands the mountain, moments make the year, And trifles life. — F. D. BOARD Editor-in-Chief . Associate Editors School Xotes Alumni Notes . OF EDITORS Florence D. Prav, Edith T. Hollis, Margaret C. Reidy, Dorothy Hainan, . Ruth Powers, Helen B. Hunt, ( Ralph Talbot, Athletlcs ' ' ' { Wallace Whittle, Business and Advertising Manager . Ralph Talbot, Malcolm Canterbury, apoleon Bergeron, Assistant Business Managers j M 1914 1914 1914 1916 1914 1914 1915 1917 1915 1917 1917 Habit of Contents! 1913-1914 Organizations ...... 2 Editorials . . . . . . ' , 3 Two Assists: Two Errors ... .4 We ' re Off . . Florence D. Pray, ' 4 . . 7 To the Stars . . Helen Hunt, ' 4 ■ . . 7 The Agassiz Museum . Marguerite Beals, 14 . . 8 School Year Calendar . . . . . . 10 Athletics . . Ralph Talbot, ' 15 . . 1 11 Class of 1914 . . . . . . 14 School Notes . . Ruth Powers. ' 1 4 . . 17 Honor List ....... 19 Mike Stoops to Conquer ...... 20 Alumni Xotes . . Helen Hunt, ' 1 4 . . 23 Junior Initialgrams ...... 24 Graduation Honors ...... 24 W Men ........ 26 Foot- Ball Schedule, 1914. ..... 26 Corridor Echoes ....... 27 1913=1914 rgam?attons President Vice-President President Vice-President Captain Captain Captain President Secretary President Vice-President President CLASS OF 1914 Harold Gloster | Secretary . Leo Fraher | Treasurer CLASS OF 1915 Reginald W. Bates | Secretary Almon Deane | Treasurer FOOT-BALL Parker Whittle [ Manager BASKET-BALL Almon Deane | Manager BASE-BALL . Leo Fraher | Manager ATHLETIC ASSOCIATION John W. Cosgrove | Treasurer Robert Ryan j GIRLS ' DRAMATIC CLUB Margaret Reidy | Secretary Ethel Cain | Treasurer V CLUB . Leo Fraher | Secretary . Edith Hollis irman Walker Norman Dizer Avis Loud Cornelius Condrick Arthur Sampson Anthony Cassese Mr. F. W. Hilton Marguerite Beals Florence Murphy Harold Gloster account of the advan- tages of our work here as students. School life is indeed a nugget, and we chip from it what we will. If we are looking for those things which tend toward higher ideals and a broader outlook on life in general, we have within these walls an ample opportunity to find them. It has been said that we get out of anything whatever we put into it, and nowhere is that saying better exemplified than in school work. With the beginning of spring we begin to realize more and more the possibilities, still latent, I am sorry to say, of our High School grounds. Alumni, as well as undergraduates, could do much towards beautifying what nature has already so richly endowed. We would suggest, not only the planting of class trees by the different classes as each Arbor Day comes around, but that money could be raised by entertainments and subscriptions to further carry on the work of grading and beau- tifying the school grounds. The increase in enthusiasm in the different departments of the social side of school life must be very gratifying to those who have the interest of the school at heart. The Athletic Association certainly has taken a new lease of life. The school orchestra and special chorus have given the musical part of the school an enviable reputation while various clubs seem to be making themselves known. It is hoped they will grow still stronger as time goes by. [3] I ITTING idle at her desk, the teacher gazed up and down at the rows of seats with rising emotions, i The slight breeze, coming in at the window, flicked i the curtain to and fro and stirred the papers in the 3 file. Faintly a distant, crashing cry came from the close-cropped diamond, where active candidates gamboled on the green. Robert Montgomery Mckee was draped over the back of the third seat in the fourth row, in a state midway between ob- livion and consciousness. To the left, to the right, behind and beyond him rose grim blackboards where a great deal of knowl- edge had never found its way, and within which the memories of pleasures without, seemed hazy and indistinct in the gloom. Giant windows adorned the eastern side and above their panes the pigmy world arose in the distance, giving fresh food for dis- consolation, grief, and youthful sadness. Long rows of seats ran down to the teacher ' s platform. Enthroned there, Madam Hart, the Ancient and Honorable, was opening the lesson. Mckee gazed dreamily at the expressionless legs of Bugs Saw- yer, in the opposite seat, and listened to the usual sermon. La leqon pour demain — Chardenal, page cent-trente-huit. Ecrivez la franqais. Now we will take up today ' s translation. As I have told you before, this class is very far behind the other classes at this time of the year and we must hurry ex- ceedingly to finish the alloted course. That means you, Mr. Brown, as well as anybody else. In order not to waste any time please tell me beforehand whether you have done your lesson or not, and if you have not, please come in after school and tell me the reason why. Mr. Brown ! Pay attention ! You need to hear this as much, if not more than anyone in the class. We will now take up the translation on page sixty-two. Traduisez, M ' sieur Harris. Harris scorned to rise, but gave an immediate, vivid, convinc- ing excuse. Don ' t you think you are going too far, Mr. Harris ? This is the third time this week that I have called on you and you have been unprepared. Sawyer, you go on. Sawyer, by several spasmodic efforts, rose to his feet, and cocking an eye on his book, he half sat on his desk while he painfully translated. Lisez la franqais said Madam, warningly. [4] Sawyer did so. Somehow, when he came to the deeper maze of the translation, he began to breathe hard. Sur la voute, et patfois une off rate — On the roof, and sometimes by an-a-a — I couldn ' t find that in the vocabulary. Did you look for it? demanded Madam Hart over her glasses. Huh ? Sawyer looked at the word as though it was a sud- denly discovered continent. Did you look for it ? Well ! It wasn ' t in the vocabulary. How do you know? There ' s a page of O ' s missing from my vocabulary. Never mind, said Madam, scanning her other victims. Brown ! Tell him what it is. Brown withdrew his gaze from the depths beyond the win- dow and looked at her sadly. Miller ! Osprey, said Miller, grabbing his chance. Oh ! Yes ! On the roof, and sometimes an osprey, sur- prised in his sleep — Sawyer halted before: deployer ses ailes et plonger dans V abime noir de la tempete — deploys his — er — er — Oh — a — and plunges into the dark a — abyss of the tempest. Have you studied this lesson ? demanded Madam sourly. Sawyer looked at her with mild reproach, and sat down. Yes? Madam raised her eyebrows slightly as she put down a mark, and then said in usual octaves, Tucker, go on. I took home the other book last night, said Tucker, and studied the wrong lesson. Well, you come in and see me tonight. Tucker objected; but being a teacher, and therefore confi- dent, Madam Hart over-ruled. Hawkings, she said, Lisez la francais Please, mam, said Hawkings, who was a meek little boy, What ' s the construction of defiler in line two? This was merely a meandering to gain time. Never mind, sir, we will come back to that later. At this, Robert Montgomery Mckee sat up and took notice. Such vindictiveness was not usual in the French teacher and it made him wonder about his own fate. Besides, he was acutely aware of the approaching limited — very limited — portion of the lesson that he had studied. So he stirred, sat up, sighed, and looked anxiously at the clock. There was only one way for [5] Robert Mckee to be a credit to his name and his country, and he took it. He glanced out the window, then he coughed, moved restlessly in his seat, and looked at the clock as though it might be walking away with the wall. Failing in this, he be- gan a series of fidgetings, and evinced a sudden interest in one of the pictures that hung before him. The teacher eyed him over her book, but paused in doubt, and called on Donk Brown to recite. Mckee sighed ponderously — an unmistakable sigh of relief — but resumed his anxious bearing when Donk fal- tered, held his head above water for a few seconds only, and then sank despairingly to flunker ' s depths. Madam Hart took a mental stock of her scalps, waited, and then finally said, con- tinues, M ' sieur Mckee. Robert gave a very creditable start, considering that he had been watching her from beneath his lids for the last two min- utes. But he remained motionless in his seat. At last he rose. That ' s it, Mr. Mckee, said the teacher, It won ' t cost you anything to try. Then Mckee gave an exact translation. Why, Mr. Mckee ! I ' m really surprised, said Madam, when he had sat down. Mckee pinched himself, and said under his breath, Took a fall out of you that time, Madam. It ' s somewhat of a novelty to have you respond at all, but — this — How ' d you do it ? Her tone was wholly agreeable. Mckee replied languidly that he didn ' t know. Possible! Possible! murmured the teacher, Now turn over to page 108. Yes ! Page 108, and apply your talent to the translation there. What ? Can ' t do it ? Not prepared ? Why, Mr. Mckee, this certainly is curious. How do you account for it ? Thought the lesson ended on page 107 ? Well, I ' m sorry. I don ' t see why you can ' t do page 108 after such a beautiful translation. Mckee swore under his breath. Well, you come in tonight and see me. No, a dentist ' s ap- pointment won ' t excuse you. Come immediately after school. When Mckee dragged himself into the room that afternoon it was empty, save for the teacher. She was sorting papers, and bade him sit down. He did so for one hour. The breeze came in at the window and on its breath the scents of spring. Shouts came up from the diamond, cries from the walk below. The tramp of feet grew less and less heavy in the corridor and finally died away altogether. The school grew as silent and as ( Continued on page 2$ ) [6] ' re ®ii ARGE bodies move slowly, and the final prepara- tions for the departure of the 1914 caravan proves quite complicated and confusing. After a long Hunt the whip is found to be missing, but Hollis, with his ever handy knife, says he will Whittle a new one. Wait for Irene, calls Edith, She stopped to call for Wintfred. Oh Florence, I just know we ' ll be too crowded when we get the Ry-an the Wh eat-on, moans Lil- lian. Well, by the Powers, we have a Young passenger. Let him be a Walker. Here ' s a Cain to help you, shouts Dwver. Wait for us at the herring brook. They say the (w)HoL(e)BRooK is R(e)illv, moans Susie to Grace. Scoot, Toby, to the Baker. We ' ll want a lunch. We can call on the Gardner at Nash ' s Corner for fresh lettuce, vol- unteered Tirrell. He ' s a New-man and Rosnell says he ' s fine. Pray tell us if we look presentable, Catherine M(e)uses. Shall we find any wild flowers? I can see a Marguerite that ' s not only Wild(e), but Wilder, chuckles Catherine, but she ' s such a Trainer, no one heeds her pun. Here come Ruth and Eleanor. Now we ' re Reidy. All aboard ! My, don ' t we ' Shine ' ! — F. D. P., ' 14. TO THE STARS Little Stars, O tell me, pray ! Who are you, that sparkle so ? We are but the host of angels Sent to Heaven, from earth below. Little Stars, what is your purpose In God ' s Heaven, in the sky ? We are sent here by our Father To be shining lights on High. Little Stars, so bright and holy, Shall I be with you some day ? Shall I shine so clear among you And light the wanderer on his way ? ' Little sister, you shall join us, You shall come some future day When the dear, kind loving Father Shall have taken your soul away. Then, O stars, I ' m now contented Here, on earth, with friends to be, For, through deeds of loving k : nJness My dearest wish is promised me. — H. B. H.: 14. EFORE one can enjoy the Agassiz Museum to its fullest extent it is necessary to become acquainted with the man who made it possible — Jean Louis Rodolphe Agassiz, better known as Louis Agassiz. Louis was born in 1807 in the little village of Me- tier, Switzerland. His love for nature was shown very earl)-. When he was a little fellow he turned the stone basin back of his home into an aquarium ; there he made his first collection of fishes. When he was ten years old he was sent to school at Bienne. Later, Agassiz studied medicine, but befo re taking his degree he changed his course of study to that of natural history. His first position was that of Professor of Natural History at Neuchatel. Agassiz left this position to accept the Professor- ship of Geology and Mineralogy at Geneva. He held this posi- tion until his departure for the United States in 1846. This journey to America was to be one of exploration in connection with his scientific work. When Agassiz left Europe, he ex- pected to return in about two years, but he did not return until 1859, and then only for a visit. Soon after his arrival in Amer- ica Agassiz became Professor of Natural history at Harvard University. From this time he was closely identified with Cam- bridge. When Agassiz accepted the professorship at Harvard there were neither collections nor laboratories to aid him in his work. The use of an old wooden shanty on the bank of the Charles River was allowed him however, and he soon had it fitted up for his collections. It also served as a dissection room. This fact is worth noting, for here was the beginning of the Museum of Comparative Zoology at Harvard. Agassiz ' s great ambition had been to have a zoological mu- seum that should be systematically arranged. He was able to carry out this desire to a marked degree by the legacy of Mr. Francis Gray for a Museum of Comparative Zoology with the provision that this money should not be used for buildings or salaries, but simply for the scientific needs of such an institu- tion. The will also stated that neither the collections nor any building which may contain the same shall ever be desig- nated by any other name than the Museum of Comparative Zoology at Harvard. This provision has not been carried out for the museum is now commonly known, and justly too, as the Agassiz Museum. This contribution received, Agassiz went industriously to work to influence the Legislature to grant money for a build- ing. He obtained a grant of one hundred thousand dollars from this source on condition that a certain sum should be raised by private subscription. The sum of seventy-one thousand, one hundred twenty-five dollars was soon subscribed by people around Boston and Cambridge. The University granted land for the building site. As a result of persistent effort, the Mu- seum was dedicated in I860. The collections were immediately transferred to the new building, lecture rooms were opened, and laboratories were occupied by eager students. From this time the lecture rooms were open to women as well as men for Agassiz always seemed to have a sympathetic understanding of woman ' s desire to learn. The museum was supported by legislative grants and private subscriptions but these were inadequate, especially during war. The collections were increased in various ways. Agassiz ob- tained the aid of consuls in foreign lands, fishing fleets were asked to search for specimens, Agassiz ' s brother-in-law, Thomas Carey, aided him in collecting material. In 1S63, Agassiz began collecting fishes from the rivers of the world, and was success- ful to a surprising degree. The Emperor of Brazil aided him in this enterprise by sending him a collection of fishes from the Brazilian provinces. Additions to the Museum have been built from time to time, the latest one which joins the Agassiz and Peabody Museums was completed recently. The Museum is of advantage, not only to students, but to the public as it is open to visitors every day of the week. Since Agassiz ' s time the Ware collection of glass flowers has been added to the Museum. In this collection are both native and foreign flowers which look so natural when one looks at them that one is with difficulty convinced that they are not freshly picked blossoms. Adjoining the room devoted to these flowers is a room which contains the New England birds. There is also a large collection of humming-birds from all parts of the world. In the basen ent, enormous skeletons of extinct animals are to be seen. One of the most interesting rooms is the one which contains minerals. Some of the most beautiful specimens are the collection of agates, the sulphur stone from Mount Vesuvius, the meteorites, and the large group of ame- thyst crystals of a very deep, beautiful color. Agassiz and his wonderful personality continue to live and exert their influence through this Museum, his interest in which is demonstrated by these words spoken a short time before his death : Oh my Museum ! My Museum ! Always uppermost, by day and by night, in health and in sickness — always — always ! ikfjool Calenbar Sept. 2, 1913. School Opened. Sept. 11, 12, 1913. Weymouth Fair. Oct. 13, 1913. Columbus Day Celebrated. Oct. 23, 24, 1913. Exams. Oct. 30, 1913. Junior Hallowe ' en Party. Nov. 1, 1913. School Convention. Nov. 11, 1913. Senior-Sophomore Party. Nov. 21, 1913. Athletic Association Dance. Nov. 27, 28, 1913. Thanksgiving Vacation. Dec. 18, 19, 1913. Exams. Dec. 22-29, 1913. Christmas Vacation. Jan. 1, 1914. Senior New Year Party. Jan. 23, 1914. Senior Dance. Feb. 9, 1914. Monday Club Lecture, Lucia Ames Mead. Feb. 19, 20, 1914. Exams. Feb. 20, 1914. The Egyptian Princess. Feb. 23, 1914. Washington ' s Birthday Celebrated. March 13, 1914. The Egyptian Princess repeated. April 1, 1914. Mrs. Mary Chandler Atherton. April 15, 1914. Junior German Surprise Party. April 20, 1914. Patriot ' s Day Celebrated. April 23,24, 1914. Exams. May 29, 1914. Memorial Day Exercises. June 11, 12, 1914. Exams. June 18, 1914. Graduation. [10] V. Gorman G. Langford C. Condrick R. Talbot BASE-BALL TEAM E. Condrick F. Vender L. Callahan L. Fraher (Captain) K.Richardson R. Reilly A. Cassese (Mgr.) H. Gloster F. Mauro J. Cosgrove (Coach) The success of the Base-ball Team seems to warrant its heading the list of School athletics this year. This spring, under the guidance of Mr. John C. Cosgrove, a team was developed that defeated some of the most powerful High School teams in the state, and which deserves the cham- pionship of southeastern Massachusetts. The team was successful, in a measure, through the work of the steady and experienced men who played last year, and the efforts of the Captain and the Coach. The games : 17. 20. 11. 29. April Weymouth, 6; Thayer Acad. ,0. Weymouth, 1 1 ; S. Boston, 2. Weymouth, 1 1 ; Rockland, 2. Weymouth, 6; Braintree, 3. Brookline, 5; Weymouth, 2. May Everett, 3; Weymouth, 2. Weymouth, 9; English High, 8. Weymouth, 2; Mech. Arts, 0. Wev.,6; Brockton, 3, 14 innings. 14. Rockland, 2; Weymouth, 1. 16. Cambridge Latin, 5; Wey., 19. Weymouth, 12; Quincy, 6. 22. Weymouth, 2; Hingham, 1. 23. Weymouth, 4; Car Men. 3. 25. Weymouth, 9; Brockton, 0. 29. Weymouth, 14; Hingham, 6, June 5. Winthrop. 5; Weymouth, 2. 10. Medford, 4; Weymouth, 0. 12. Quincy at Quincy, 13. Alumni at Weymouth. [11] In basket-ball this year the team had a very successful sea- son, since a foundation for a good team was laid last year, and many men were on hand who had played in other years. Every home game, with the exception of one, was a victory. Record : 17. Weymouth, 44; Watertown,21. 23. Rockland, 25; Weymouth. 15. 27. Brockton, 43 ; Weymouth, 33. February 3. Weymouth, 114; Cohasset, 4. 6. Wey., 33; E. Bridgewater, 19. 10. Watertown,28; Weymouth, 22. 13. Brockton, 39; Weymouth, 9. 30. Wey. December 31 ; Oliver Ames, 15. January Winthrop, 35 ; Weymouth, 15. Weymouth, 30 ; Rockland, 11. Melrose. 30 ; Weymouth, 26. Wey., 54; E. Bridgewater, 18. [12] FOOT-BALL TEAM, 1913 Whittle (q.b.,Capt.) Holbrook (f.b.) Condrick (l.h.b.) Deane (r.h.b.) Baker (I.e.) Talbot (l.t.) Rand (l.g.) Hughes (c) Tirrell (r.g) Young (r.t.) Rosnell (r.e.) Foot -ball at Weymouth High School has always been a sec- ondary proposition. Year after year its interests have been sacrificed to better the base-ball team. Never to my knowledge has the foot-ball team been provided with suits. Last fall foot- ball pants were provided for the last four or five games, but they were flimsy affairs and furnished little or no protection to the player, who had to supply the rest of his suit, even to stock- ings. The fact that from three to five dollars must be expended by a candidate to properly equip himself, has a tendency to discovr age many fellows who would be of great assistance in making a strong team. It is my firm belief that if the team was properly equipped, more candidates would show up for practice, which would mean a better team. Let us hope that next year we may equal ou r base-ball record. — C. P. IV., ' _ . September 27. Watertown, 11 ; Weymouth, 0. 30. Quincy, 41 ; Weymouth, 0. October 6. Xorwood, 26; Weymouth, 0. 17. Hingham, 26; Weymouth, 12. 24. Abington, 31. S. Boston 18 1 1 Weymouth, 0. Weymouth, 0. November 4. Whitman, 7 ; Weymouth, 6. 7. Hingham, 26; Weymouth, 0. 11. Weymouth, 18; Rockland, 0. 14. Weymouth, 12 ; Class of ' 12, 0. Weymouth Alumni, 21 V) ; Whitman. 0. Wevmouth, 0. 13 Class of 1914 Marguerite Beals, Washington St., East Weymouth. Though learned, well-bred ; and though well-bred, sincere. Ruth Blake, 87 North St., North Weymouth. Serene and resolute still, and calm and self-possessed. Eleanor Blanchard, 880 Washington St., East Weymouth. She speaks, behaves, and acts just as she ought. Ethel Cain, King ' s Cove, North Weymouth. The grass stoops not, she treads on it so light. Winifred Conant, Pleasant St., South Weymouth. True to her work, her word, and her friend. Irene Donovan, 29 Foye Ave., Weymouth. Thy modesty ' s a candle to thy merit. Mary Gardner, 42 Adams Place, South Weymouth. It is good to lengthen to the last a sunny mood. Catherine Hanlev, 6 Raymond St., East Weymouth. To plague me and to please me, she knows a thousand arts. Lillian Harlow, 55 Front St., Weymouth. On with the dance, let joy be unconfined. Edith Hollis, 15 Baker Ave., Weymouth. Around her fair young head there ever gleamed an aura bright as the sunset sun. Susie Humphrey, Middle St., East Weymouth. The joy of youth and health her eyes displayed. Helen Hunt, 59 Front St., Weymouth. Thou sayest an undisputed thing in such a solemn way. Dorothy Meuse, 24 Center St., East Weymouth. Hearts that feel, and eyes that smile, are the dearest gifts that Hea- ven supplies. ' ' Florence Murphy, Pleasant St., East Weymouth. Good goods come in small parcels. Bertha Nash, 458 Commercial St., Weymouth Heights. Naught of delay is there, or of repose. Lucia Nash, Pleasant St., South Weymouth. The world delights in sunny people. Edith Newman, 14 Sterling St., Weymouth. Almost to all things could she turn her hand. Grace Pierce, Main St., South Weymouth. ' ' ' Tis true that she is much inclined to chin and talk with all mankind. ' ' Ruth Powers, 3G3 Common St., Belmont, Mass. Her voice was ever (?) soft, gentle, and low — an excellent thing in woman. Catherine Pratt, Washington St., East Weymouth. A sweet, attractive kind of grace. [14] Florence Pray, 97 Broad St., Weymouth. Let us then, be what we are, and speak what we think, and in all things keep ourselves loyal to truth, and the sacred professions of friendship. Margaret Reidv, Pleasant St., East Weymouth. She smiles, and smiles, and will not sigh. Susie Trainer, King Ave., Weymouth. For if she will, she will, and there ' s the end of it. Edith Wilde, 37 Prospect St., Weymouth. Sincerity is an openness of heart ; we find it in very few people. Clara Wilder, Cedar St., East Weymouth. Come, give us a taste of your quality. Mills Baker, 511 Randolph St., South Weymouth. Young fellows will be young fellows. Henry Dwver, 324 Washington St., Weymouth. With solemn mien as a screen, he hides his inner self unseen. Leo Fraher, 1(38 Middle St., East Weymouth. Push on, keep moving. Everett French, 5 Liberty Square, South Weymouth. Let your light so ' shine. ' Harold Gloster, 31 Bryant Ave., Weymouth. A man, he seems, of cheerful yesterdays and confident tomorrows. Kenneth Holbrook, 403 Pleasant St., South Weymouth. God bless the good-natured, for they bless everybody else. Ralph Hollis, Front St., South Weymouth. Politeness is the flower of humanity. Russell Reillv, 26 Foye Ave., Weymouth. Cheerfulness, sir, is the principal ingredient in the composition of health. Emil Rosnell, 85 Grant St., East Weymouth. Men of few words are the best men. Robert Ryan, 1105 Commercial St., East Weymouth. The value of education, like that of gold, is valued in every place. Loring Tirrell, Main St., South Weymouth. Now let it work : mischief thou art afoot, take thou what course thou wilt. Norman Walker, 190 Middle St., Eist Weymouth. An honest man is the noblest work of God. Charles Wheaton, 16 Station Ave., East Weymouth. And if there ' s a lady in the case, you know all other things give place. Parker Whittle, 115 Front St., Weymouth. We must bring you to our captain. Ralph Young, 456 East St., East Weymouth. As the sun towers above the earth, so does he above the rest of us. [15] [16] ill HE Seniors held a Christmas-New- Year Party in the gymnasium January 1, 1914. The feature of this party was the huge Christmas tree which held a present for every one. Mr. Fraher was lucky enough to receive two. This merry-making was re- markable on account of the absence of nearly all of the faculty, our invited guests. Mr. Hilton, Miss Dwyer, and Mr. Cosgrove however did their best to make up for the absence of our other guests. Games, music, and dancing were enjoyed during the evening. Weymouth High School has a very strong baseball team this year, due largely to the school spirit. The girls are supporting the team in a remarkable manner, first, by drawing large crowds to the games ; second, by attending to the financial side — that is, presenting the team with one hundred and thirty-six dollars which they earned by giving The Egyptian Princess ; and third, by collecting gate receipts. It is indeed hard for a per- son to get by nowadays without paying his admission. The young ladies should be commended on their earnest efforts. Also the boys are in pretty good form, and seem to really desire to come off victorious. This is a change for the better from some former years when the teams assumed an I don ' t care attitude. It is all in a life time whether we lose or win. Our Manager has booked games with several of the best teams en- gaged in High School athletics. Let all do their part in help- ing onward Our Team. The Class of 1914 held their first party of the year in the Assembly Hall on Tuesday, November 11. The members of their sister class of 191(5 were the honored guests on this happy occasion, which took place in the afternoon because our princi- pal thought the Sophs were too young to be out evenings. Games in which all partook occupied the first part of the after- noon. The remainder of the afternoon a select orchestra fur- [17] nished popular music for dancing. The committee in charge were : Ethel Cain, Edith Newman, Helen Hunt, Parker Whit- tle, Russell Reilly, and Norman Walker. Have you noticed that the books in the library have been neatly arranged ? Each book is numbered and assigned to a particular shelf. Following this new order of affairs is the com- mand that every student shall ask permission if he wishes to procure a book, also that no one shall take a book from the library without first making out a slip for it. This is a warning to all to observe these laws. A word to the wise is sufficient. The Senior Dance was held in the High School Hall Janu- ary 23, 1914. Four hundred invitations were issued to the friends of the Seniors. Room Six was prettily transformed into a dainty bower by the 1914 Class. Rugs, flowers, basket chairs, soft couches and banners made the stern old class room quite unrecognizable. The matrons were Mrs. Hanley, Mrs. Hilton, Mrs. Conant, and Mrs. Gloster. The music was furnished by Shaw ' s Orchestra of Weymouth. The only discordant note in the whole evening ' s enjoyment was the fact that our principal, delaying his farewells too long, missed the last car to his desti- nation and was obliged to walk home. Of course that spoiled his evening. We, the Seniors, express our regret at such a mis- fortune for which, too late, we learned that we were responsible. The Senior German Class gave a surprise party to the Junior German Class in the gymnasium April 15, 1914. The Seniors, aided by Miss Sheehy, had prepared a German programme to be followed by German eats. Then the third period the as- tonished Juniors were summoned to the gym. German songs, games, stories, passed away the time, and all spent two most enjoyable periods. Mr. Charles Wheaton provided jonquils for the occasion. The Class of 1916 held a Beauty Contest the first of this year. The object of this contest was to decide upon the best looking girl in the class. How conceited the children are ! Each member of the class and each teacher was requested to cast a vote, truthfully revealing their opinion. The decision was awarded to Miss Margaret O ' Connor of South Weymouth. The Monday Club held a lecture in the High School Hall February 9, 1914. Mrs. Lucia Ames Mead spoke on The Common Fallacies of Peace and War. Miss Flora MacDon- ald, accompanied by Miss Marjorie Keith, sang a solo. [ 18] The Annual Dance for the benefit of the Athletic Associa- tion was held in the High School Hall November 21, 1914. The music was furnished by the High School Orchestra, con- sisting of sixteen pieces conducted by Mr. James Calderwood. Mrs. Hilton, Mrs. Bullock, Mrs. Bauer, and Mrs. Alden re- ceived the friends of the pupils. The Juniors held their first class party on All Hallow ' s Eve. The gymnasium was artistically decorated with black and orange streamers. The host who presided on this occasion died long ago. In other words, a skeleton welcomed the guests. An auction, with Mr. Cosgrove as auctioneer, provided a great deal of amusement. Games, followed by refreshments, occupied the first part of the evening. An orchestra, consisting of Miss Helen Hunt, Miss Catherine Pratt, and Mr. Howard Richards, furnished music for dancing. All passed a most enjoyable evening. The Operetta, The Egyptian Princess, was successfully presented to the public twice under the auspices of the High School; on February 20, at Odd Fellow ' s Opera House, East Weymouth, and on March 8, at Fogg ' s Opera House, South Weymouth ; once under the auspices of the Ladies ' Cemetery Circle, at Odd Fellows ' Opera House, East Weymouth. The net proceeds amounted to two hundred dollars, which is to be spent to benefit the School. Much gratitude is due Miss Inez Wheaton and Mr. James Calderwood, who were largely respon- sible for its success. Honor tot Number of Times from September, 1913, to June, 1914 CLASS OF 1914 Helen Hunt ... 4 Florence Murphy . . 1 Ruth Powers ... 4 Margaret Reidy . . 4 CLASS OF 1915 Harry Granger . . 1 | Olive Sylvester . . 2 CLASS OF 1916 Ruth Ford . . . 4 1 Fred Abel 3 I )orothy Hainan . . 4 | Agnes Lyons . . 3 Arthur White ... 4 CLASS OF 1917 Malcolm Canterbury . 4 Emil Rosnell . . 3 Robert Ryan . . 1 Norman Walker . . 2 Catherine Hanlev . . 1 Velma Abbott . . 4 Evelyn Ashton . . 1 Napoleon Bergeron . . 4 Marion Howe . • 2 Wallace Whittle . . 2 Leon Record . . 1 [ 19] Jffltfee Urtoopg to Conquer ICHAEL Flynn was Irish; anyone could tell that. While twisting his arduous way through life, Mike also twisted his adopted tongue. When anyone at the barns heard him say, early like in the morning, How are ye the marnin ' ? they would laugh and say, There ' s the wild Irishman now, and then later, Sure, Mike, I ' m fine-like this morning. Steve Casey was Irish, and Mike knew Steve in the Old Country. That ' s why they got a job on the same road gang and later on the same street car line. Steve was breaking in behind the controller at the same time that Mike was bossing his first crew. Whenever Steve happened to pass Mike, and see him first, he would shake his fist, and whenever Mike saw Steve coming he ' d wave insulting-like with his fingers. For all that, they were good friends as befitted two from the same sod. One morning Michael Flynn arrived at his work — a wash- out — a little ahead of time (an unusual occurrence). Mike slowly laid down his pick and shovel and took out his pipe to have a smoke. He stood still — a favorite pastime of his — and admired the scenery, wondering every now and then where the Polacks were. Mike stood quite a while listening to the birdies singing and admiring the wonderful mansion across the fields. It was the summer home of Sandys, the money-master of whom Mickey had heard it said that, with other men, he hunted bears in the market. Mike admired the place very much ; in fact, when he had first come over he had hired Tim Carroll ' s boy to write back, describing the wonderful mansion and its still more won- derful master to brother Denny across the water. And the message Denny sent back ! Mike still remembered it. Remem- ber ? Would he ever forget it ? It was as sage and as won- derful as the words of O ' Connell. It ran thus : Deer Michael i got your letter this morning iam glad to her your saf. Remember wat i tolld you, Michael, i am glad to her your near this Sandys for i red in the papers that he is a grat man, a fine man. Make this man your trend, Mikey i see by the papers he is the gratest man in America. Stick to this man and be a gud boy that your mother and i will be prowd of. Ex cuse this writing Mikey because Matthew Hardigan (me) is doing it for me. Remember what i tolld you. Denny. Yes, that was sage and wonderful and Mikey tried to follow its advice, yet he almost failed in his first test. [ 20] He was fast learning that there was a great difference be- tween the folks over the water and the folks here. Some folks that he had known all the time over there he found to be dif- ferent here, somehow. He couldn ' t understand it. Coming home of an evening it happened. A disabled touring-car was drawn up at the side of the road, and the car stopped beside it and then went on again. There was a general craning forward of necks and a buzz of conversa- tion. Mike only glanced at the two men who came up the aisle, seeing that they were both young and neither laborers and re- solved to keep his seat. At a second glance, however, he rubbed his eyes in doubt. He had seen that face before in the headings of newspapers. It was Sandys of whom Denny had said, He is a grat man, a gud man Make this man your frend. Denny had not brought Mikey up in vain, for he rose, doffed his hat, and said with an awkward bow, Mister Sandys, tak ' my seat. It was a tribute, straight from the heart, but the man did not see it as such, for he only turned a dull red and looked puzzled, and said to his companion, Who is this fellow? Mike was terrified, the voice was so cutting. That such a man- ner could go with such a record as this man had was beyond him. But he was fast learning that a good record in this land sometimes means only a path builded on the dead hopes of others, and strewn with the broken shafts of their lives. So all the way home the two stood there, the empty seat between them. When Mike swung off at the barn he was cold and blue from his first experience with millionaires. Mikey was listening to the birdies that sang, and to the wind that sang, and to the trees, and other things that were sharing the bounties of Nature ' s voice, that was making itself heard loud-like. He had just scraped the dying remains from his pipe, and the dead thoughts from his mind, when a new, more vibrant note introduced itself into the song. Looking up, he saw the first car of the day coming down the track with Steve at the brake and forty Polacks hanging on behind. Steve never ought to have gone on to that piece of track over that wash-out . He didn ' t know that the rain had been under- mining those ties for a week, but he never thought of danger, having wrapped himself in God ' s mercy. Anyway, he came swinging along, with the street door shut and the inner door open. On the step was a man preparing to alight. Then, as the car struck the wash-out where the rails sagged, it lurched and Steve had need of God ' s mercy for fair. That is, God ' s mercy and Mike Flynn. [ 21 ] When Mikey saw the car make as if to jump the track he breathed a short prayer and promptly jammed his shovel under the wheel to keep the car on. The wheels spit fire but clung to the rail, with Mikey running along and shoving the shovel under at critical moments. Men inside shouted and the one outside screamed. The wires sang hot overhead. Steve dropped on to the step to go back and pull off the trolley. Mikey jumped at each effort. The veins stood out like whipcords on his brow, and his breath came in quick, heaving gasps. Are ye c-c-coomin ' down noow, Steve Ca-a-sey ? Steve, are ye — The grit flew into his mouth and choked him, and the elec- tricity sparking from the wheels blinded him. At each step every muscle in his body throbbed. And the man was holding Steve Casey on the step in a terrified embrace. Mike was dead tired, numb, blue in the face. Are ye c-coomin ' down noow, Steve ? Look out ! Steve ! Look out ! The spread rail, the leaning pole, both spelled death to the men on the step. It would crush them to an insensible mass when the car jumped — and they realized it. And so did God — and Mikey Flynn. An d He nerved Micky. To thrust in the shovel and keep the car on meant a broken arm, or a broken leg, or a broken life. And Mikey was as ready as any other man could be to do the right, as brother Denny gave him to see the right. He distinctly realized that as he thrust it. Then he realized no more. Mike awoke to the sound of soothing words and rough ca- resses, and broken shouts, and to the feel of blood that matted his hair, and stained his face, and covered his body. His head was in a professional man ' s lap and Steve Casey was saying ex- ultantly, Sure, an ' he says as you ' ll live, Mikey. A mob was raging around one end of the car which was crash up against the pole with its motors buried in mud. Mike could hear the shouting of honest Irish words, and Tim C arroll and Jim Casey came around one end leading a man. When they came nearer, Mike almost fainted. It was Sandys. Jim Casey, who knew the whole story, was loath to bring him at all, but finally let him come to a point near Mike from where he yelled something about life, hero, reward, money, grateful. ' Is that all ? asked Jim grimly, when he had finished. Sandys mumbled something about shaking something. It was a great moment for Mikey Flynn. Raising his head he said weak-like, James, who is this fellow ? 1 hen he shook hands, which certainly proves that he was Irish. — 9 5- [22] elate of 1913 MNI NOTES fay Herman Bates Harold Burre John Dizer . Alanson Eddy Allen Fearing Elbridge Gardner Roland Haviland R. Clifton Healey Richard Lyons J oseph McLaughli John Melville Carlton Murphy Louis Nolan Urban Nolan Fred Philbrick William Reid Bowdoin Smitl James Sweeney James Tonry Otto Wagner George Webber . Turner Art Co. Tufts Dental Amherst Agricultural College Office Work . Working Norwich Military School Office Work . Boston College University of Maine . Boston College Shipper at Stetson Factory Hawley ' s Electrical School . Working . Working . Working . Boston College Amherst Agricultural College . Working Office Work Boston University . Working Alice L. Bentley Bridsfewater Normal Edith C. Bicknell Una Carlton Frances Denlinger Ethelyn Doble Helen Field Isabelle Griffin May Hanley Helen Hanley Irene Higgins Madeline Hunt Agnes Kelley Mt. Holyoke Office Work Office Work Office Work Office Work Private Secretary Studying Violin Studying Music At Home Office Work Office Work Dorothy Leavitt Helen Lincoln Eva Mac Donald Mildred Magee Traveling Companion Miriam McGrory At Home Mildred Newcomb Hingham Hank Alice O ' Connor Velma Richardson Adella Rix Hester Swan Martha Tirrell Sarah Trainer Teaching Normal Art Office Work Office Work Office Work Office Work Studying Music Teaching Office Work [23 Sfumor Smttalgramg Mamma ' s Little Angel. Races Past Cars. Reports With Buoyancy. Always Looks Correct. Can ' t Fool Connie. Chats Along Corridors. Accomplishes Extraordinary Dancing. Capable Useful Girl. Very Lucky at Games. Manipulates With Keys. A Candy Kid. Always Ragtimes Lightly. Ever Merry. Always Keeps Moving. Talent For Note-writing. Has Southern News. Keenly Enjoys Retaliation. Often Does Studying. Always Enjoys Talking. Fans Like Vender. Really No Girl. Reports Tomorrow. Doesn ' t Hide Merriment. Excusable M ' ss Tease. Ever Loves Adornment. Little Helping Comrade. ratmanon pernors; Valedictorian Salutatorian Essay Class Ode . Historian . Prophets . Dance Committee Chairman Banquet Committee Chairman Margaret Reidy Norman Walker . Helen Hunt Edith Newman Florence Murphy Ruth Powers, Henry Dwyer Norman Walker Susie Humphrey Class Motto — Spectemur Agendo Class Play— My Lord in Livery Characters Lord Thirlmere (H.M.S. Phlegethon ) Mr. Parker Whittle Spigott ( an old family butler ) . . Mr. Emit Rosnell Hopkins (a footman) . . . Mr. Harold Gloster Robert ( a small page ) . . . Mr. Russell Reilly Sybil Amberly ( daughter of Sir George Amberly ) Miss Ethel Cain Laura ) , er friends ) tss Dorothy A. Meuse Rose j r • ; Miss Edith K. Newman TWO ASSISTS: TWO ERRORS ( Continued from page 6 ) dismal as a tomb. And still Mckee sat on. Wild thoughts of bloodshed and murder came into his mind, only to be succeeded by ones of greater carnage. And still he sat on. Finally, when he had given up all hope, the teacher stirred in her seat and looked toward him. Well, Mr. Mckee, what explanation have you to offer for your failure today? she asked. Mckee said nothing. It isn ' t only for today that I made you report. I wanted to warn you. I ' m getting tired of your silly, childish attitude in class. Lately, you have been trying to amuse the others by little tricks that don ' t amount to anything. If they were only funny, it would be all right. By they aren ' t even funny. They ' re only the antics of someone who tries to be funny and can ' t. I want you to stop. Will you ? Mckee looked genuinely sincere as he answered, HI try. I ' m glad to hear it, for you ' re too big a boy now to be wast- ing your time the way you do. You ' re way down in your stud- ies, and I know it ' s not from lack of brains. A boy with your ability ought to make a great deal more out of himself than you do. You ' re wasting time. Today, you did recite fairly well and you could do so every day, because you have the ability. I wouldn ' t waste my time if I were you, but would try to get more out of it. Will you try to get more out of it ? Yes, answered Mckee, the picture of determination. Now from here on, I want you to take some interest in your work. That ' s what you ' re here for. What are your par- ents sending you here to school for if it ' s not to study ? Aren ' t they putting themselves out to accomodate you ? And you are not justifying their efforts in the least. Mckee, from here on, I want you to pay attention to your studies and make your par- ents and your school proud of you. I will, said Mckee, in a voice that had that of any prodigal son skun a mile. And then to carry out his good intentions and to show that he was in full faith he meekly inquired, What ' s the lesson for tomorrow? Ten minutes iater, Madam Hart was preparing to leave the room when she heard through the open window the sound of the basement door open and bang shut. Simultaneously, the corridor door opened and some one passed out. Yay, Bugs ! came a greeting. Yay, Mac ! Where you been ? Reporting to Dame Hart. [25 ] No, quoth Bugs Sawyer, You don ' t say. Moral lec- ture? What ' d you get it for? Dunn just gimme one. A boy with your ability, ' and all that stuff? asked Mc- kee, wearily. Yup, and give your parents some return for sending you here. Same here. I got that too. Well, said Bugs, I got one thing out of mine. What ' s that? I got my mark changed from 60 to 72. Huh ! snorted Mckee, the penitent, in derision, That ' s nothing. Do you know what I did ? What ? I got the marks of everyone in the division for this term. Book laying right in front of me. I got all of ' em. My own made me weep though. Sitting idle at her desk, the teacher gazed up and down at the rows of hackneyed seats with rising emotions. The slight breeze, coming in at the window, flicked the curtain to and fro, and stirred the papers in the file. Faintly in the distance came the joyful snicker of youth. — 1915- Jflen Those who have earned their CU for Base-Ball (not including the sea- son of 1913) are: Cornelius Condrick, ' 15; Leo Fraher, 14; Harold Glos- ter, ' 14; Vincent Gorman, ' 15; Vance Monroe, 15; Russell Reilly, ' 14; Frank Vender, ' 15. Those to whom the Track W have been awarded are : Leo Camp- bell, ' 17; Robert Hyatt, ' 17; Gerald Procter, ' 16; Bryant Sprague, ' 17; Edward Sweet, ' 16; Ralph Talbot, ' 15 (Captain ). Those who are entitled to the Foot-Ball SK are : Mills Baker, ' 14 ; Louis Borlenghi, ' 15; Anthony Cassesse, ' 15; Cornelius Condrick, ' 15; Almon Deane, ' 15; Henry Dwyer, ' 14; Harold Gloster, ' 14; John Hughes, ' 17; Kenneth H olbrook, ' 14; ' Philip Haviland, ' 16; Charles Palmer, 17; William Rand, ' 15; Emil Rosnell, ' 14; Ralph Talbot, ' 15; Loring Tir- rell, ' 14 ; Parker Whittle, ' 14 (Captain ) ; Ralph Young, ' 14. Basket-Bail W men are: Edward Bates, ' 15; Mills Baker, ' 14; Cornelius Condrick, ' 15; Almon Deane, ' 15 ( Captain ) ; Leo Fraher, 14; Russell Reilly, ' 14; Kenneth Richardson, ' 15. FOOT-BALL SCHEDULE, 1914 Sept. 25. Rockland at Weymouth. Oct. 2. S. Boston at Weymouth. Oct. 9. Rockland at Rockland. Oct. 14. Dedham at Dedham. Oct. 16. Hmgham at Hingham. Oct. 21. Watertown at Wevmouth [2 Oct. 30. Abington at Abington. Nov. 6. Hingham at Weymouth. Nov. 13. Abington at Weymouth. Nov. 20. Milton at Milton. Nov. 26. Alumni at Wevmouth. ROSNELL HARLOW YOUXG BEALS MEUSE BAKER MURPHY PRATT REIDY POWERS PIERCE BLAXCHARI) BLAKE HOLL1S XASH HOLLIS FRAHER CON AX T WILDE HANLEY WILDER GLOSTER RE1LLY WH EATON CAIN XASH HUNT R VAN DWYER PRAY XEWMAX GARDNER FREXCH HOLBROOK HUMPHREY TIRRELL WHITTLE TRAINER WALKER DONOVAN Corrtbor €cf)oes Heard in the Hall — Deane ' s tie. Miss C-rt-s— Perhaps if you removed what is in your mouth we might be able to understand you. Student, brusquely — It ' s only my tongue. ' ' . . . magno fletu . . . pelere coepemnt. ' ' G-LLM-R — He cried with many tears and then began to weep. ' Giggles rose from all sides of the French IV ' Class when Miss D-st asked for the im- perfect subjunctive of venir. It ' s Vance vinsse). One pupil blushed. Do you know why ? Joe, you gotta joke for th ' Paper ? Yeh! Here ' s a picture of th ' Senior Class. ... poUlciti sunt ... ... there are the politicians. . . Miss Sh---v— What makes you think Echo was a female spirit ? T — t — Oh! She was alwavs answering back ' Miss D--h---t (On the first day of school) — Are there any J ' s in this class ? How could you ask that of the Seniors ? Xow, Daniels, tell me why the word hasta is the subject of est. Because it begins with a capital letter. Of course it was the Freshman, on the first day of school, who walked up to the Senior and asked, Are you the Headmaster ? Just imagine ! It was the Captain of the Nine. Miss C-ha.m — An optimist is a man who can see the doughnut, while a pessimist can only see the hole in it. Dwyer appreciated Miss Sm-th ' s solicitous regard for his welfare in so earnestly advis- ing him not to inconvenience himself in any way about giving his special topic. To reluctant advertisers. Man is Dust ! Be a Man ! [27] Dust settles ! $atrom?e ur gfotoerttsiers; |E want a paper, and we want a good paper, at Weymouth High. We want the students in the years to come to have a paper, a good paper, as much as we want to have one now, ourselves. I Now, unfortunately, our subscription price is not large enough nor our subscription list long enough to sup- port the paper without advertisements. Therefore we have to have ads. Now, tradesmen in Weymouth will help give Weymouth High a good paper because it is their sons and daughters who make up the High School. But no tradesman anywhere, at home or abroad, will help an institution that gives no re- turns ; and returns mean increased trade ; and increased trade is obtained only if every member of Weymouth High School patronizes our advertisers. Therefore our slogan and plea for the year is Patronize Our Advertisers. Here They Are — Patronize Them SOUTH WEYMOUTH John Hanson George Torre y Stowell Brothers Marshall Sprague Stetson Shoe R. J. Talbot Gordon Willis Lowell ' s Express So. Weymouth Laundry EAST WEYMOUTH H. A. Tirrell Thorwald Hansen Clapp Memorial L. A. Lebbossiere Minot P. Garey Reidy ' s Pharmacy F. H. Sylvester Albert Humphrey George M. 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