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

Text from Pages 1 - 118 of the 1930 volume:

Donald C Cormack 16 Cottage Ln. Weymouth ma 02188 335-7542 nn ECTOR WE fMOUTH HIGH SCHOOL MARCH ISSUE 1930 VOLUME EIGHT NUMBER FOUR Leonard Business Manager Karl Gardner ' 30 Athletics Editor Art Editor Circulation Manager Edwin Thomas ' 30 Wesley Williams ' 30 William Washburn ' 30 Secretaries Winifred Hunt ' 30 Evelyn Howland ' 30 Mae Raymond ' 30 Louise Sawler ' 30 Advertising Staff Frederick Andrews ' 31 Margaret De Boer ' 30 Alfred Denly ' 30 Elizabeth Freeth ' 32 Sue Harper ' 32 Constance Nash ' 31 Ruth Ogren ' 30 Frank. Soule ' 30 Faculty Adviser P. B. Brown TABLE OF CONTENTS Page Page Literary Section Hot Air 14 The Telling of the Tale 3 O ' Henry Sees a Doctor 14 Twilight 6 A Case of Mistaken Identity 15 Guess Who 6 Study Period 16 Buddy ' s Ride 7 In Defense of Latin 16 The Climber 8 A Wise Visit 16 Difficulties 8 The Mystery 17 Is Our Past Ahead of Us 9 From Hangnail to Judy 18 Comus 11 Alumni News 18 Julius Caesar 12 The New Neighbors 19 The Autobiography of a Hockey Puck 12 Athletics 20 More Precious 13 The School 22 Only Students Between Ages of 9 and 99 13 The Crystal Ball 27 The Albatross 13 Jokes 28 The Telling of the Tale A remembered dream with an imaginary conclusion The tale was told to rae on a secluded stretch of fishing coast between the month of the St. John River and the Canadian border of Maine, where Mother and I had elected to spend the summer months. It was a tiny settlement which could scarcely claim the name of village. There were few summer residents besides ourselves ; yet a hotel, whose only apparent use was as a store, occupied a pleasant site on the water front. The second day of our stay I had an errand at this hotel. As I ascended the broad steps, a girl, dressed in a manner which identified her as a year-round resident, ap- proached me from the store window. Good morning, I smiled in my pleasantest man- ner. She raised her head of wonderful gold- en brown hair and looked at me with steady hazel eyes. I marvel that you have this fine building here. You are expecting guests during the hotter weather? No. No one ever comes here now. But it looks prac- tically unused. It is. No one enjoys weathering our storms. We have dreadful ones that come up like squalls. My sailor lad could tell you that. He used to call me ' Laughing Sunshine ' because ' You are always the merriest of all, even when Ave sail out. And after everything else has faded to a blur, I can still distinguish your hair, ' he used to say. Then one day at sunset they were returning, I know Jack was looking for me. And I was standing on that boulder over there, waving. They had been gone only a month ; but it seemed years to me. Then one of those pesky storms blew up. All night they tried to steer clear of the rocks with the wind blowing straight off the ocean. All night we watched and listened and prayed. Then toward dawn we heard, above the roar of the water dashing against the rocks, the sound of splintering wood. They knew — -the fishermen ' s wives. I knew, too, that I would never be one of them. That ' s what our storms are like. That ' s why we don ' t have visitors, I guess. There was a man, the one who built this, who lived in a little cottage here. In fact, he built the hotel right over it. Nobody knew who he was or where he came from. He had a little girl with him. Then one day the little girl was playing with her dolly in the sand, and she disappeared. After that, Mr. 4 Man went away and never came back. That was three years after the storm. But I must be getting along. Stopping here a spell? Yes. Won ' t you visit Mother and me in the cottage up the shore? We ' re liv- ing in ' Rock-a-Way ' . She nodded her assent and stepped lightly on the sand. The old storekeeper gave me a brusque nod. Mornin ' , Miss. Been talk- in ' with our Sunshine, I see. Know her story now, I bet. Tells everybody here at least once a week. Strange girl that. The storm is nigh thirty years gone. She was only a slip of a thing not quite eighteen ; and she hadn ' t lived with us but a few months. Didn ' t know where she came from. Always thought she was a little off her moor- in ' s. Suspicious of her at first. But she seemed all right after a while. She used to have a head of hair like fire. That night of the wreck she grew years older. Her hair turned like it is now. But from that day to this she ain ' t grown a mite older looking. Says she ' s keepin ' young for Jack. Never could understand him. Said he came from Baffin Bay; but he didn ' t know much aboiU fishin ' . Here a few years ago she wandered off. But she came back all right. Just naturally queer, I guess. I made my purchases and with a remark on the weather I turned and looked out to sea. As I stood a moment watching the waves, one, particularly large, washed up around the side of the building. As it re- ceded it took some sand with it, revealing what might have been the top of a window frame in the basement. About two feet from the building the wave removed the most sand, as though the firmness of the ground had been shaken by digging. A second wave made the depression even more pronounced and revealed still more of the foundation. When I had returned to ' Rock-a-Way I found waiting for me my cousin, Alice Remick, who had occupied the same cottage a few seasons before. T expressed to her my opinion of the people I had met. I said that you ' d meet some rare char- acters around here, she laughed. What do you think of the hotel story? I don ' t blame the man for not coming back. But it seems a pity that the building WEYMOUTH HIGH SCHOOL should have been left to the mercies of the elements for the past twenty-odd years. I ' d like to see what it looks like up stairs. It was a perfect summer day — the kind made for vacations when a lazy feeling takes possession of one, and the best occupation one can think of is enjoying the beautiful out-of-doors. We strolled along the beach down, toward the cottage of the fisherman whose little daughter Alice knew well. I suppose she is nearly a young lady now. The summer I was here she seemed too old to play with dolls; but she was as pleased as any child I ever saw when she dug up that old doll in the sand. One eye was completely obliterated. Its hair was a sight to behold. And one arm was missing. But she loved that doll more than an ordi- nary little girl would a Marshall Field toy- land specialty. ' ' You say she dug it up out of the sand ? ' ' Yes. Where? In front of the hotel. Why? Don ' t you see, that might be the doll that the other little girl was playing with when she disappeared; it might be a clue. Oh, I don ' t think so. Elise had any number of toys, and probably half a dozen dolls. Then too, it isn ' t likely that whoever kidnapped her would leave a clue so near home. Quite the contrary, I think. He ' d do that to fool us if he were clever enough. And I ' m not so sure she was kidnapped. Anyway, I intend to get hold of that doll. If I can. By that time we were in front of the hotel. I looked for the depression the waves had made. It was still there. Look there! And I pointed to my com- panion the imprint of the wave?. That happened this morning as I was standing here watching the waves. And see : It ex- posed part of the old bungalow. I ' d like to explore that cellar. Either some one has been digging for that doll, hoping to find it where Elise used to play, or What a cheerful prospect your interpre- tation gives the world. You make me shud- der. I declare I wish I hadn ' t come if MARCH REFLECTOR 5 you ' re off on that track now. You ' re worse than the Rev. Knowal. And to whom have I the honor of being likened ? Who is this Rev. Knowal person and does his character fit his name? Xo. His name fits his character. He was dubbed that years ago when he first spent the summer in a little town about thirty-five miles from here. He gained re- nown through solving the mystery of the murder of his housekeeper ' s pet poodle. In summer, you know, folks aren ' t too busy to play with the least bit of gossip. Jingoes! I ' m glad you spoke of him. I think I ' ll h ike up and see the old boy. But aren ' t we pretty near there ? I ' in not keen on leaping over the rocks up ahead. Yes. And my little friend ' s cottage is ahout half a mile from here. Another fifteen minutes ' walk brought us to our destination. Nancy was certainly all that Alice had pictured her to be. She was still young enough to enjoy her toys, so I soon had her talking about her dolly. And when we left I had the prized possession with me in order to fit it to some new dresses. When we reached home, we found Helen and Frank and their family down for the week-end. I related the story to them and showed them the doll. ' ' What ' s all the fuss about? Frank asked. Why not all pitch in and dig. Then I ' ll warrant you ' d find out something. But I ' d rather like to meet this Knowal person. If anything does come of it, I ' d feel better to have someone else in on it, and see what he savs. Just as soon drive me over? Sure thing. Wouldn ' t your mother like to go? We can go after supper. An hour after supper found us in search of Rev. Anderson, alias Rev. Knowal. We found a very smiling gentleman entertain- ing one of his friends, another minister. Both were wearing green ties. We made known our errand. Then Mr. Anderson turned to Mother as if to say. ' ' Will you leave one or both of us come? Mother in her nervous anxiety said to me, I ' ll take the one with the green tie. Each looked at the other, smiled, and promised to come on the next day if the weather should be good. Let me see. The paper said, ' for north shore and vicinity, fair and warmer today and Saturday. Partly cloudy. Probably showers. Gentle, gentle, — ' What did it say, Dick ? Do you remember ? ' ' Mr. Ander- son addressed his friend. Ah! I have it. ' Gentle southerly winds. ' I ' m quite sure you ' ll see us tomorrow. The morning was misty and partly cloudy. About half past nine a beautiful rainbow appeared in the west and the mist rose enough to allow us to look around the point. Early in the afternoon a group gathered at the old hotel. Mr. Anderson and his friends, seated on the broad steps, were discussing the possibilities of the case. Helen and Frank, Mother, Alice carrying the doll, the old storekeeper, Sunshine, and I completed the group. ' • Well, we may as well to business, ' ' Frank said, picking up his shovel. The other men quickly followed suit, leaving the ladies only spectators. Soon the sand was shovelled away from the foundation of the building. There! Mr. Anderson exclaimed. All eyes were fastened on the tiny object he was carefully wiping with his hand. The doll ' s arm! Alice was the first to recognize it. It was indeed, the mate. She challenged me, Well, what does that prove? Anything she might have said further, was ecbpsed. Frank had uncovered the win- dow and was swinging his shovel back to crash it. 1 ' Stop ! Don ' t ! You must not ! ' ' AH eyes were turned toward the uppermost stoiy. It was Sunshine. Well, I ' ll be— I told you there was more to this than met the eye. Mr. Anderson and his com- panion renewed an evidently well-worn argu- ment. It ' s her nerves, of course. I don ' t wonder with such goings-on. And Alice turned her nose in the air as she started back to Rock- a-Way. Nerves! Nuts! It ' s the truth. The minute after you crash in that window this building comes tumbling about your very ears. And — But I promised him when he died that I ' d WEYMOUTH HIGH SCHOOL never tell that. ' ' I say. With Alice, I ' ve had enough. Let ' s all go back to ' Rock-a-Way ' for an early tea. ' ' Any suggestion for physical motion would have been snatched then. Yes, yes, let ' s, and Come on, Sunshine, we want the rest of your tale. ' ' We all trooped home. Half an hour later we were all settled com- fortably on our porch, ready for the tale, and rather glad of the natural sunshine to offset the weird atmosphere developed about King Sol ' s namesake. Now, Sunshine. I think we ' re settled to listen quietly, said Mother in spite of the fact that she had spilled a little of every cup of tea she had poured. He said I made him do it. I did love Jack; but I didn ' t love that murdered when I married him. I told him so. He was jealous of my real sweetheart. I wouldn ' t bring up his child. I couldn ' t. She spoke rapidly, nervously. Then he followed me up here. He couldn ' t force me to take Elsie. I was as strong-willed as he. So he murdered her and built over the cottage. Hotel ! Ha ha ha ! Her laugh made the shivers run up and down my back even though I was seated in the sun. He tried to frighten me away from this place. I was too clever for him ; I found out his design. He didn ' t intend to be discovered. That ' s why he built over the cottage in that way. Hotel! Summer guests! Guests of the devil himself they would be. But who are you? Yes. And who was he? Our company was not easily satisfied. Do you want to know who we are? She leaned forward in her chair, thrust her head forward, and narrowed her eyes. Then look in Rogue ' s Gallery! she shouted, springing to her feet like a cat. We ' re there, finger- prints and all. In a hard tone with a swag- gering step or two toward the steps she sneered, But you can ' t get me. I won ' t be caught! She dashed her cup and saucer to the floor for emphasis. And don ' t dare to follow as you value your life ! ' ' The last word was a shriek. In a flash she was gone back up the beach toward the old hotel. We were all standing, rooted to the spot, anxious to follow, yet too astonished to think clearly. Twas nearly five minutes before any one spoke. What do they do with people like that? I asked. Lock them up in padded cells, I should say. Of all the absurd notions ! ' ' Alice was still skeptical. Well, now, admitting what she said to be true, should that building remain standing? What is it that she started to tell us about when we were down there ? ' ' Mr. Anderson ' s friend looked at the matter from a more practical point of view like one accustomed to difficult situations. Bob was on his feet in a moment. I ' m going down to investi- gate. Jigged if I ' ll let a lunatic stump me, he cried. He turned to pick up his shovel. It was missing. A moment later we heard a crash. Then dead silence followed. All eyes were strained in the direction. Sunshine had fled. Every ear was alert. Then came a splintering sound, then a dull thud quickly followed by a triple explosion. Boom! Boom! Boom! and sand flew in every direction. By George! She ' s done it! B. B. Beed ' 30. Twilight After the sun has left the sky, It seems that the world ' s about to die ; The sky dresses in a gown of black, And mourns for the day That can never come back. John Newton, Jr. High School, Grade VIII Guess Who The tinkle of a school-girl giggle ripples clear, And the gay bucks of 218 turn toward the rear. The slender form of a fair demoiselle Takes her seat at the chime of the 8 :30 bell. She ' s a darling maid with raven locks, And dusky eyes, which are like Trojan rocks, To the heart of the gentle country youth, Who believes in the oft repeated truth — That gentlemen prefer blondes. Charles French ' 30. MARCH REFLECTOR 7 Buddy ' s Ride To the inhabitants of the little village of Bloomsville, Arizona, the airplane was still a source of wonder and delight. The entire neighborhood would turn out to witness the unusual passing of one of these creatures. Of course this was before airplanes were much in use, as I said before. So when Pa At- wood came puffing into the local postoffice one morning and declared he had seen one of them ' ' air-cars in his wheat field, he was met with unbelieving stares. ' ' Come now, Pa, ' ' laughingly answered one daring youngster, you know darn well no machine would land here. Pa insisted that his eyes had not deceived him, so the crowd decided to find out for themselves. They quickly piled into Pa ' s dilapidated Ford and started for his farm. The car bumped along over the uneven ruts, sending its occupants in a huddled heap, first to one side then to the other. Almost there, yelled Pa excitedly above the terrific noise of the engine. I — I should t — think we ought, gasped Neilson the postoffice keeper, as he vainly clutched the side of the car for support. The contrivance drew up before Pa ' s shack and the group stumbled to their feet. They were soon headed for the place where Pa said that he had seen the plane. Now, the men had not once given a thought to its pilot, until they saw the figure of a young man half pro- truding from a wing of the fallen plane. They hastened to the plane and carefully drew the body from the sagging wing. The young man was not seriously hurt, and after a glass of brandy had been forced between his parched lips, he sat up and looked about him. You fell into my wheat field, Pa replied to the injured man ' s questioning gaze. Yes, I remember, Dan Stamford replied dazedly, the stick refused to work. To go back to the scene in the postoffice. Buddy Watson, the youngster who had dared to question Pa ' s eyesight, had not waited to witness the departure of the men to Pa ' s farm. Climbing on to the back of his beloved pony, he rode quickly to a little, white cottage at the end of the street and called out in a cautious voice. ' ' Hey, Margy, want to go for a ride ? ' ' A little girl of ten appeared from around the corner of the house and ran out to where Buddy was impatiently waiting. After a whispered conversation, Margy climbed up in front of Bud and they set off in the direction the excit ed men had taken. The two children watched the men carry the injured pilot into the house. They glanced toward the spot where the engine lay. Already the news had spread throughout the village, until it seemed that everyone had turned out for the event. Gee, Buddy, can we really go for a ride? whispered Margy eagerly. Her companion glanced about him. Sure, why not, he returned, they ' ll leave the plane where it is and tomorrow morning no one ' 11 be around. Of course we won ' t be able to fly, but we can have lots of fun in it, he added. Buddy met Margy the following morning by the little picket fence, and the two young- sters set off across the pastures for Pa ' s farm. Everything was still, and only the faintest pink creeping above the horizon proclaimed another day. The children reached the plane without mishap, and under Buddy ' s careful directions, Margy climbed into the front seat. Fie then got in himself and made a pretext at starting the engine. The machine had been placed in position the night before, and Buddy, who had some knowledge of the mechanism of planes, saw that it could be started if one could move the propeller. Say, Margy, he cried excitedly, I am going to get the thing going. ' ' Huh — what? asked Margy, standing up in the seat, Mother wouldn ' t want me to go riding like that, she added doubtfully. She won ' t know anything about it, Buddy returned shortly, and began to place heavy blocks of wood in front of the wheels. All ready? called down Margy. Buddy glanced helplessly about. What would one do in a case like this ? Hey, Margy, you get into the other seat, and when I yell, take hold of this stick. Like this. He climbed up and took hold of the 8 WEYMOUTH HIGH SCHOOL protruding lever. Buddy gave the propeller a vigorous turn. Nothing happened. ' ' Contact, ' ' he yelled and turned the wheel again. The engine sputtered into life with a wheezy groan. Buddy dashed around and climbed into the seat beside Margy. It was a tight squeeze, but the excited children did not mind. A sudden yell from Pa ' s shack attracted their attention. Three men dressed in heavy overcoats came running toward the plane. Buddy cast one look at the strangers and pressed the nearest button. The plane bumped along the uneven ground with rising speed as he continued to press the starter. ' ' Steer it into the road, ' ' gasped the white faced Margy, as she frantically clutched her companion. The plane lurched from side to side, and as Buddy complied with Margy ' s command, it turned almost on its side. The men were still coming. Buddy could hear them shouting curses and threats after the moving plane. With a mighty effort, he righted the wings and got the wheels into the ruts of the ro?d. A young man standing on the postoffice platform was the first to discover the distant approaching cloud of dust. His cry brought a gentleman in the uniform of a mounted police to the door. Together they ran out to meet the now distinguishable plane. Clutching at the wings, they were dragged along several yards before they could bring it to a stand- still. Two white and frightened faces ap- peared above the rim of the seat. My word! exploded Major Litchfield, as he stopped the engine. Buddy and Margy were carefully helped from their cramped position and taken into the nearest house. Major Litchfield and his assistant questioned them carefully, and upon hearing Buddy ' s description of the three men, sent his assistant with help to his friend Stamford. They found Pa and the young pilot tied fast to the heavy table in the kitchen of the shack. A heavy blow had ren- dered young Stamford unconscious, and Pa was cussing like a trooper when help arrived. Stainford was again revived and his first words were — The mail, don ' t let them get the plane. That ' s all right, answered Major Litch- field, entering the door, ' ' two of the pluckiest kids that were ever born brought it in 0. K. Thank God, whispered the pilot, and sank back again to the floor. E. EowUnd ' 30. The Climber Nutsy Clutts was born in Kalamazoo, Al- aska. He was born on the side of an ice- berg, and so had to climb down to reach the ground. Thereafter he devoted his life to climbing. At the age of two he climbed the highest tree in Palm Beach, much to the astonish- ment of a happy crowd of flying fish that were playing leap frog below. Age eight found him climbing the Woolworth Build- ing one-handed with three trillion amazed spectators looking on. At fifteen Nut could walk up a flagpole. Papa Clutts said, He will become the world ' s greatest and most famous Mountain Climber. He will, you know, answered Mamma with a giggle. After a while Nutsy grew r up. He was arrested and given a life sentence for porch climbing and second story work. Thus ended the noble attempts at renown by Nutsy M. Clutts. Warner ' 31. Difficulties When called upon, a play to write, What are you to do, If, after pondering all the night, Not one idea will come to you? You sit, with chin in palm of hand, To think the matter through ; Ideas may come, a while to stay. Then go — are gone forever ; Will not some person please delay, To help in my endeavor? Vera Fogelholm ' 30. MARCH REFLECTOR 9 Is Our Past Ahead of Us? A short time ago I visited a friend who is eminent in the world of scientific research. Several other worthy scientists were present and they were engaged in a spirited discus- sion on evolution, when I arrived. Immediate- ly following my introduction, a short, scrawny person spoke up — apparently continuing their talk. He was a strange appearing creature with long loose limbs shabbily enclosed in a shapeless checked suit of unusually vivid hues. His face was thin and emaciated to an almost inconceivable extent. He said in a high, excitable voice. In re- gard to that very thing, I believe I can prove the present theory of evolution to be entirely wrong, that it has no basis of facts. As some of you know, I have been working for weeks on this subject and I have finally accumulated sufficient proof to make my theory practicable. It is, in its purest essence as follows : con- trary to the modern theory that the evolution of man started after the ice age, an intensely developed civilization existed prior to this Pleistocene age. It was in all probability, fully a thousand years in advance of our own civilization. Last night I experienced a very peculiar mirage. Whether it was a dream, or but the r amblings of an overworked brain I cannot say. It seemed as though I was making a trip through one of the large cities of that world. The trip started at the base of an immense skyscraper, the top of which seemed lost in the sky. My guide led the way inside and we walked across a huge lobby to an elevator. After getting into this he pushed a pro- tuberance ; in about three seconds we stopped and left the ear. It was the 117th floor. In some unknown manner the power of force and inertia had been minimized and counteracted, for I had had no sensation while rising and had felt no bump when we stopped ; yet there most certainly must have been one. The guide opened a door and showed me into the strangest room I have ever had the privilege of seeing. It was a large room fur- nished in an ultra-modern style. The ceiling had small purplish bulbs transfixed in it at various places which gave forth a strange subdued ray. On the end walls were huge control boards covered with innumerable buttons. In the very center of the room an exceed- ingly tall, stern appearing man was seated before a massive desk. He motioned us to seat ourselves; then he said, To you, Jonas Amesbury, I extend the greetings of this world— the world of 12345 A. B. Before I could reply, he continued: Ere you inspect our city let me try to explain a little about it. Each of the four huge divi- sions of our existence — necessities, transporta- tion, luxuries, and expansion, is in charge of one person, who is under the supervision of a corporation which sees that all of the requisites of that division are produced. There are minor companies under each of these. Of course competition is unknown. ' ' Let us look at our transportation division. There is a corporation that controls the entire problem, under which there are numerous companies, such as the taxi company, ' ray car ' company, the water travel company, and the party service car company. Under each of these are the various building companies. Our total agricultural activity (which is of a synthetic nature) is controlled by a single corporation as is everything else. As a further explanation of our transportation system I will call a taxi — you will need one for your exploration. He crossed the room to one of the control boards and pressed a button over which was the word TRANSPORTATION. In a sec- ond a light showed in a disk at the top. Into a peculiar instrument, not unlike one of our telephones, he said, A two man taxi. Then the light disappeared. We have a few moments while we await your taxi. Is there anything you especially desire to know? I replied : Yes, there are quite a few ; but please tell me why ever since I entered this room I have felt strangely invigorated. What is that a result of? ' ' You see the bulbs in the ceiling ? It is be- cause of them. They furnish us not only with light, but with ventilation, oxygen, and with ia WEYMOUTH HIGH SCHOOL most of the vitamines. Owing to the discovery of the Oleo content in ordinary electrical waves, one of our foremost scientists discov- ered this means for furnishing Vitamines Y and Z which we had been sadly lacking. ' ' Just then a bell rang and my host pressed a button on the side of his desk, whereupon a section of the outside wall slowly descended, on an angle, until it reached out horizontally into space. It was then butted against one of the queerest craft I have ever seen. This vehicle measured about ten feet long, and five high. It had short blunt wings, the entire wing spread of which could not have been more than six feet. ( I learned later that these were used only as an automatic gyroscope apparatus.) My guide, Azo 12, led the way over the sec- tion of wall, which served as gangplank, to the plane. The doors shut and the plane started, yet I could not see any pilot. Axo 12 seemed to know what I was thinking and said : ' ' Our planes are driven by forcing an energy wave through an electric field thus separating the units of an atom; when the various satelites of the nebula of the atom are thus separated an enormous amount of power is created. We store his power in great tanks and it is used as it is needed. ' ' The ships are controlled by radio energy waves so that no pilot is needed with the plane. We will soon arrive in one of the traffic routes. Each line has a certain speed which is automatically attained by each of the planes traveling on it. Thus every plane goes at the same rate of speed and accidents are elim- inated. ' ' We soon reached one of these lines of traffic. On every side of us myriads of planes of all sizes and shapes scuttled along. All of them maintained the same distance from each other and from us. Presently Axo 12 asked me if I felt hungry. When I replied in the affirmative he turned to a small control board on the wall of the plane. He pressed a button and said, Inter- national Lunch. A few seconds later we glided along side of a peculiar framework at- tached to the side of one of the immense build- ings. A section of the wall fell forming a gangplank and a waiter walked over it to us. He held a tray which he unpacked onto a table. Then he returned and the doors shut. Azo 12 said, ' ' In this era if we want to have our lunch in the country or at the seashore it is very simple. Where would you like to eat your meal? I replied, ' ' I think that I would like to get away from this awful turmoil for a while — the countrv will be all right with me. He pressed the button and said, ' ' Fairfax. ' ' Instantly we gathered momentum and pres- ently we were traveling at an enormous rate of speed, although the only way I could tell was because the skyscrapers seemed blended into one. Then we slackened speed until we were lazily drifting along. We were directly over a beautiful lake surrounded by virgin forest. As we made our repast, I became curious about the food, for it was of a strange char- acter and highly concentrated, yet it required a thorough mastication. At that moment Azo 12 said : It is a compound of animal product, vegetable matter and a fibre extract. Different flavors and varieties are produced by the u-e of various synthetic properties and different types of fibre extract. We found long ago that our entire health was determined by the condition of our teeth ; for that reason we produced a food that would automatically prevent tooth decay. And thus did my mirage end ; nothing but my musing remains. What is the real history of man? No one knows, but I shall devote my entire life to the solving of the problem. Already several evidences of this civilization that may have existed before the Pleistocene age have been discovered. Will our civilization ever result in such a world as my dream portrayed, by the further- ance of the merger idea ? Time alone can tell. Arthur L. Garland ' 30. MARCH REFLECTOR 1 1 Danny Spirit was, if you asked him, ex- tremely annoyed. 10 A. M. and the bell wak- ing him already; enough to give a man the pit, the absolute pit. Dragging on his purple dressing gown, he received this from his man, Pjones : ' ' Danny, old thing, the guv ' nor has landed the Presidency of Wales. We ' re shipping over on the Mauretania for the good old thing. Buzz along, we need you. ' ' Nancy, Wynnie, and Jymmie. Painfully Danny concentrated ; old Cun- ningham-Cunningham had cinched the Presi- dency ; Lady Nancy, Jymmie, and Lord Edwynne Cunningham-Cunningham were go- ing to their father ' s inaugu — ah! he had it! They wished him to go back to England with them. Wouldn ' t he just! At the very moment that Danny was tripping up the gang-plank, Nancy was sitting on the deck waiting for her brothers. Wynnie and Jymmie were in the saloon, figuring out their exact social status, now that their guv ' nor was President of Wales and their mother, honorary President of the Goldfish Protection Association. How- ever, Danny joined none of them, but dashed directly to his cabin. After the Mauretania had weighed anchor, the others followed his example. Not until two days later did Danny emerge, and then only to sink weakly into a secluded steamer chair. Danny ' s eyes sud- denly bulged ; his ears ceased drooping. There was that blighter, Comus, who had nipped him for a thousand pounds in New York ! And he was talking to Nancy — no less. Yes, Lady Cunningham-Cunningham, I shall aid you while your brothers are — er, — indisposed. You are doubtless cognizant of the fact that I am in a position to — er — let you in on the ground-floor, so to speak, of — er — a certain plan. Here Comus paused, not for breath but for effect. To pass the time he polished his spectacles. This act was char- acteristic of Comus ; he was always polishing something that it migh better lend itself to his own immediate end. Really, cooed Nancy, I couldn ' t think of returning without asking my brothers and they ' d hardly appreciate the opportunity just now. Lady Nancy, Comus ' Combs for Combing Comely Coiffures are worthy of your invest- ment. But— No ' buts ' , my dear. In the city of London alone there are 9553 girls with bobbed hair. Right there you have 9553 prospective cus- tomers for Comus ' Combs for Combing Come- ly Coiffures, and on these sale you would net a profit of 10,000 pounds a week on your small investment of 5,000 pounds; which if placed on Comus ' Combs for Combing Comely Coiffures would — Danny waited to hear no more. He shim- mered off to find Wynnie and Jymmie. He found them pale, but living. What ho! That blighter, Cosmus — Nancy — I mean to say, what ? ' ' blurted poor Danny. Elucidate, commanded Wynnie. Cosmus nicked me for all my ready, in New York and now he ' s fishing for Nancy ' s nickels. He ' s off his onion on some plan. Nancy mustn ' t fall — yes ? no ? ' ' Quite right. ' ' chimed Jymmie. Cluster around, old bean, while we do the elder brother act, said Wynnie, and the three pals tottered out on deck. Sign right here, Lady Nancy, Comus was saying. Danny dashed the contract from his hand and tost it upon the waters, while Comus, not wishing to renew his acquaintance with Danny, executed a skillful fadeout. What — ho — I mean to say, what, Deuced- ly lucky, I mean — well lucky, what? Danny was becoming loquacious. Nancy, however, did not seem satisfied with this lucid explanation. So it was Jymmie who pointed out the fallacy of Comus ' Combs for Combing Comely Coiffures. Following this event the strained relations which had existed between Nancy and Danny were relieved, so quite a jolly party disem- barked from the Mauretania and took the train for Wales. There the Cunningham-Cun- ninghams were surprised to find that Danny and Nancy were engaged. Yes, said Nancy to her Mother, we are engaged. It was like this: Danny said, ' Cheerio. ' ' Oh, yes, Danny, ' I told him, and he chirped, Too-dle-oo ! M. De Boer ' 30. 12 WEYMOUTH HIGH SCHOOL Julius Caesar TRAGEDY Two Acts Act I Place : Rome. Time: Supper Hour. Caesar: (Entering lunch room) Thank heavens it ' s time to eat. That was a pretty fierce scrimmage over in Gaul this A. M. If the 26th Division hadn ' t come up with those machine guns, I should have missed the 4:15 from Paris. (Sees Cicero) Hi, Cic, how ' s things percolating? Cicero : Ubinam gentium sumus (meaning pretty punk). By the way, how ' s that fight in Gaul coming out ? Cae : Fine. I beat Aristovistus so bad in craps the other day that he had to go home in a barrel. Waiter : Ham and eggs waiting ! ( Caesar gets order and sits down beside Cicero). Cic : The weather man predicts that the Ides of March will be stormy. That means danger for you, old dear. The state can ' t spare your services. Cae: Di immortales! (Equivalent to Hot Dog!) — but that weather man ' s no good. He ' s absolutely cuckoo. When he sends out storm warnings, we ' re sure to have a week of dead calm, and when he says there will be fair weather, it rains flivvers. Cic : Better take it easy, old man, there may be something in it. Cae: (Rising) Thanks, I will. (Pays check and goes. ) Cashier: (Yellmg) Hey! this is a lead quarter ! Cae: (Running) I know it, it ' s the one you gave me last week ! Act II Time: The Next Afternoon. Place: Caesar ' s Kitchenette Apartment. Cornelia : Jul, the landlord says if we don ' t come across soon, we will have to be moving. Cae : The Ides of March ! So that ' s what the weather man meant. Cor: No, Jul. This happens every month. The Ides ef March comes only once a year. This the Ides and I ' d rather not go to see the Sheik tonight; it migh prove dan- gerous. Cae: We must see it. Owing to a pressing engagement in Athens, the film is only showing one night. Are you coming? Cor: Yes, I suppose so. Brutus and Cassius are going to meet us at the show. Cae: Fine! I ' ll sit right next to my dear friend Brutus. Don ' t invite Cash to dinner, he eats too much, (both exeunt). (Later, Brutus, Cassius, Caesar, and Cor- nelia pass down the theatre aisle.) Bru: Where ' 11 we sit? Cae : Oh, down front. They have wonderful looking girls in the vaudeville here, real Charleston and Black Bottom steppers, im- ported from Alabama. (Sits down next to Brutus) Caes (Sitting on a very sharp tack) Yeow! ! ! (Rules sore territory) Oh, you brute! ! ! (Et tu, Brute !) Finis Muriel Golby ' 30. The Autobiography of a Hockey Puck It was Christmas day, and I was presen ' d to my owner, Tom Brown. Gee! When he got me he was so happy, and he exclaimed, Now won ' t I have some fun with this puck, (meaning me) on the ice! Well, seems to me as though it was the day after Christmas when I first got these scars. I was brought down to the frozen river, by Tom and his pals, and there I was thrown on the ice, and before I could holler Jack Robinson, I received such a blow on the side of my face, as would have felled an ox. Well, after that, things flew hot and heavy and I felt sore all over, but pretty soon I was left to lie in the middle of a patch of extra smooth ice. It was at this time that Tom called something like this: Hey! Gang ! What do you say, let ' s pick up a game. Jim, dash over to the dump and get four tins, for the goals, and Mac and I will choose up sides. Well, that met with the approval of the gang, and pretty soon there were two tin cans on each side of the smooth ice, and there was I, in the middle. MARCH REFLECTOR 13 At this point, Tom, and Mac, came to the middle of the ice, one each side of me, with a stick held closely to the side of my ears. Soon Tom yelled, Let ' s go, and I was walloped hard, on each side of my now cut-up face. But that wasn ' t all, for it seemed to me as if every boy there was trying his hardest to injure my feelings, as well as my features. Once I was sailing on my side, and the next minute I was rolling over and over trying to stop myself, but before I could do this, I was rolling between the cans, and some of the boys were shouting in glee. Well, to make a long story short, the skating is all over, and I am lying down in the cellar beside my old friend the hockey stick. We each claim that we are more import- ant than the other fellow, but we can ' t seem to come to an agreement. Of course you can ' t play hockey with- out a stick (that ' s his argument) and mine is that the game is not interesting without me to pick on so there you are ! I guess I ' ll stay down here for a long time, for my sweetheart, the bathing suit, is getting a lot of attention since the swim- ming began. (Gosh! I don ' t know what she means by swimming, but I do know that I am going to be pretty lonely until next win- ter, but when it does come, OH, BOY !). Dorley ' 30. More Precious Colette ' s beauty ' s rare, Helen ' s eyes divine ; For Pan I do not care, But Grace is just sublime. Fay just lives for pleasure, Kay, a clinging vine ; Peg may be a treasure, But not indeed for mine. Just give me plain Mary Jane, For I have heard the rumor She ' s not only safe and sane, But has a sense of humor ! Doris A. Upton ' 32. Only Students Between the Ages of 9 and 99 Don ' t forget, good friends and companions that the Staff is out hunting for extra-special material for the Graduation Issue. It ' s also after more diversified material; so get out your old pencil stub and hop to it. Write up that story you heard Aunt Susan tell the other day ; put down in black and white the rhyme that ' s been singing in your head all day — it may be the start of a poem ; tell us about the hike you took ; copy down those jokes you hear in class ; write up your pet grudge or your favorite subject — -every- thing ! Write these voluminous manuscripts — label them Graduation Issue and hand them to a Staff member any time before May 16th. Remember it ' s an honor to be represented in the Graduation Issue and that your story has as big a chance as anyone else ' s. All work will receive equal consideration from the Staff, whether it comes from the trade- school, the Business, Practical Arts, General, Technical, Aggie, or Classical Courses. The Staff wants work from all divisions of the High School — so get busy. Let ' s make this the biggest and best magazine in the country- it ' s possible if you will help ! Editor. The Albatross Over the dark and sullen seas, Over waves rolled by the breeze, Over the expanses of blue and white, A bird flew by in eager flight. Holding his head wonderfully high, And uttering a long and piercing cry, With wings spread out in the shape of a cross, Flew this beautiful bird, the albatross. It winged its way past sail and spar, And off to the giant cliffs, afar. And proudly perched on the rock ' s edge high, A speck of whiteness against the sky. Martin Rinaldi Jr. High School Grade VIII Martin Rinaldi, Jr. High School, Grade VIII 14 WEYMOUTH HIGH SCHOOL Hot Air Operator! Give me 8-300 please! Let- ter? Oh, K. What is the letter? Why, I just said K. I did not say OK. I said Oh — Yes, I know I said K. Please allow me to finish. I said, Oh because I didn ' t understand what you meant .it first. The letter is K — Yes— Hello, Betsy? — Yes. How are you? Is that so? How ' s the baby? Still givin ' him Eagle brand? Air? Isn ' t that nice! No. Air? Well I always claimed ya can ' t go on looks. Have you seen the new boarder? Oh, ya have ? Well ain ' t he the most hansome thing ya ever saw? Air. He ' s got such bew-t-ful hair — I know it — No! Well, I whis ' t I was young again though by the actions of some people forty is still in baby clothes. Air? I declare, and him earning good pay. Why the way she galavants around you ' d think she didn ' t have no husband to get a supper for. What do ya know? — Why, the baker ' s cart is down there a good half hour every day. Air? As I said to Joe — Joe, I said If she was a tending to her business she ' d have no business odering that junk offer baker. — Air. That ' s just what I say! My Joe, he calls it sawdust — Ha Ha well, the new boarder is so sweet about that. He said to me, Mother — he always calls me Mother — Yes, I know he ' s sorta orphan-like — Mother, he said, don ' t you put on any fancy stuff for me ! ' ' But I do and he appreciates it, too! Air? Well I al ways knew she ' d get in wrong. It ' s scan- dalus the way she ' s carrying on. Betsy, there ' s someone on this line that ain ' t got no business on here. Ya can hear ' em click- in ' . Oh! you ' re chewing gum. Well, it ' s good for the teeth. Air — Well, I feel sorta sorry for him — He usta be an actor-like. — Ya — Oh, Betsy, I read an adorable book last night. — Fatima ' s Last Choice. — Oh, it was simply thrilling! — I don ' t know who wrote it. But, then, the author don ' t make no difference to me. You want to get it. Fatima is in Dutch when the story begins — what I mean is she ' s in wrong, and she meets this little Frenchie that says cheery and all that sorta bunk. Oh, it ' s simply thrilling! Well, Betsy, can you smell that? That ' s my potatoes. Bye — Oh, Betsy ! That baker ' s over there again. — Well, I never did pry into other people ' s business much. I ' m not that type. It ' s nice the baby ' s better — They ' s a new kind of Talcum Powder in the new ' ' Drug Store. ' ' Quite good, they say — Yes. Air? — Well — ' Bye. My potatoes is burnin ' ! M. Pray ' 31 O ' Henry Sees a Doctor There was nothing the matter with me, but I was very ill. I couldn ' t work, sleep, physician. He was young, somewhere between twenty and forty, and wore heli- otrope socks. I liked him immensely. He put me through some coordination exercises. Have you a pain in the back of your head? he asked. I told him I had not. Shut your eyes, he ordered, put your feet close together, and jump backwards as far as you can. I always was a good back- ward jumper with my eyes shut; so I obeyed . My head struck the edge of the office doo: - which had been left open and was only three feet away. The doctor was very sorry. At least he said so and closed the door. Now touch your nose with your right forefinger, he said. On your face, said he. I mean my right forefinger, I explained. Oh, excuse me, said he. He reopened the door and I took my finger out of the crack. After I had performed the marvel- ous digit-nasal feat, I said, I do not wish to deceive you, doctor, as to symptoms ; I really have something very like a pain in the back of my head. He ignored this symptom and examined my heart carefully with a latest popular-an-penny-in-the-slot ear-trumpet. I felt like a ballad. Now, he said, gallop like a horse for about five minutes around the room. I galloped. Then without dropping in a penny he listened to my chest again. MARCH REFLECTOR 15 No glanders in our family, doc! I de- murred. He held up his finger within three inches of my nose. Look at my ringer, he commanded. I did so. Now look across the bay. At my finger. Across the bay. At my finger. Across the bay. At my finger. Across the bay. He explained that this was a test of the brain. It seemed easy to me. I never once mistook his finger for the bay. I ' ll bet that if he had said, Gaze, as it were, unpreoccupied, outward, or rather laterally, in the direction of the horizon, underlaid, so to speak, with the adjacent fluid inlet, and Now return- ing — or rather in a manner — withdrawing your attention, bestow it upon my upraised digit, I could have done it! I ' m willing to bet that even Henry James himself would have passed the examination. After asking me if I had ever had a grand tincle with curvature of the spine or a mother-in-law with swelled ankles, he retired to an inner office to consult himself. Maybe he had an oracle in there. I don ' t know. I stood by the window and gazed first at my finger and then across the bay. At length he emerged from his consulta- tion, looking like the Federal Reserve Bank in Boston. He had written out a diet list to which I was to be restricted. It had every thing that I had ever heard of to eat except snails. And I never eat a snail unless it overtakes and bites me first. Then he told me that I had cirrhosis of the heart, indurated arteries, neurasthenia, neurites, acute indigestion, eonvalescene, and about one chance in a thousand to live. You must follow the diet strictly and get plenty of oudoor air and exercise. Take a tepid bath at night and a cold one in the morning. Be cheerful and fix your mind on pleasant subjects. Take a phosphorous pill three times a day, preferably after meals, and a tonic composed of the tinctures of gentian, chinchona, calisaya, and cardamon com- pound. Into each teaspoonful mix tincture of nux vomica beginning with one drop and increasing it a drop each day until the maxi- mum dose is reached. Have you got that? Yes, I lied, feeling slightly dizzy. Good morning, then, said he. We both took something — he took up a book and I took the air. Now that was a year ago and I, like Jimmie Gallagher, am still hanging on. Elsie Stub ' 30 A Case of Mistaken Identity As John Huntley was walking down Rockcroft Avenue, he saw a slightly opened door, leading into a beautiful house and, seized with a spirit of adventure, he walked in. He walked through long halls till he came to another door a little ajar. Giving it a push, he stepped into a dining-hall pre- pared for a banquet. As he was hungry, he ate some of the food. Then he went out and to a theatre. After the performance he chanced to think he was hungry and decided to go back to the room. When he arrived, the room was full of men who looked as though some calamity had befallen them. As he was in evening clothes, he was seized immediately with cries of: Here ' s the groom! Start the wedding March! He was carried to a large salon, where he was told to Buck up, George. Get to the altar before Ethel. But I ' m not going to get married. I never heard of Ethel or saw this place before in my life. ' ' It ' s just nervousness said the young man who had taken him in tow. You ' ll recover after your married. ' ' ' ' I haven ' t any ring. Isn ' t that proof that I ' m not going to get married? Why, don ' t you remember that you sent it to me for fear that you ' d lose it? Now march. John was led, dazed, to the altar, and didn ' t hear a word that was said till the minister was saying, I pronounce thee man and wi — . Hold on , John shouted at him and the minister stopped short, with a look of the utmost surprise on his usually benign features. ' Hold on, ' is right, said a voice from the door-way, as a very flushed y oung man ran up to the party. Who is marrying my bride? Then John turned around and lb WEYMOUTH HIGH SCHOOL faced a man who looked exactly like him. ' ' Why y — y — ' ' said the young man, ' ' who are you? Then John told his story and apologized for walking in so unceremoniously the way he did. The young man said his car had been delayed by a traffic tie-up and that was the reason he was late. When every thing had been forgiven, the wedding started again, this time without any- thing stopping it. The real groom married the real bride and we hope they lived hap- pily ever after, — but who can tell ? Marjorie Cass ' 32. Study Period A study period is usually the most boring thing imaginable. You stroll into the room, sit down and open some book, picked at ran- dom, and gaze about until the presiding teacher drops a gentle hint such as: Let me see every one studying, please. You focus your eye on the book and wonder if there is anywhere you can go that night. Your mind runs on and on. There is nothing to stop it. But that ' s tiresome. Maybe it would be fun to catch flies in the inkwell or talk to someone. You try your right-hand neighbor, but he is a conscientious freshman. Perhaps the one on the other side is a better bet. A conversation is started when friend teacher drops another hint, not quite so gentle. She, or he, is a twenty night friend. Your eyes ( ,aga)in wander to your book. Aha, here is a picture of some old duffer, who, you decide, would look much better with whiskers. These are such a suc- cess you start looking eagerly for some more pictures, but someone else has had the same idea before you and the rest of the gentle- men have all been nicely adorned with suit- able beards and mustaches. You heave a sigh, yawn, and give it up as a bad job, lapsing into a coma, from which the bell arouses you in time to loiter on to the next period. Sucb is High School— Oh, well! R. Stoddard ' 32. In Defence of Latin Just a few days ago I overheard one fresh- man say to another, I can ' t see how any- one could take Latin, and the other girl agreed that anyone who studied the stupid, dead language was making a mistake. But I don ' t think so. I have studied it (sup- posed to have) for two years and intend to take at least two more years of it, though I don ' t ever intend to teach it. I agree that you will probably never speak Latin as you speak French or Spanish, and also that you probably will never read Latin books freely. Then why study it? Because there must be at least a little ac- quaintance with the classics, at least a little appreciation of what is great and beautiful in these old civilizations to make a full life. In the study of Latin we become acquaint ed with the history of a once great people. We learn of their laws, their customs, their likes and dislikes, their songs, their poetry, and all this helps us to understand them and to appreciate their contributions to mankind. Marion Rowland ' 32. A Wise Visit As I was sitting ' neath a tree On an early day in spring, A wise old owl came saunt ' ring up, To teach me how to sing. He croaked a sharp and then a flat, And then he drilled me some. And after that we both did lunch On sandwiches and gum. He charged me for his wise advice, But I refused to pay. He said, Oh, that ' s all right, my dear, I ' ll get it yet, some way! So, when my pay day came around. He met me at the door; And when I still refused to pay, He flapped his wings and swore. That finished me, for home I went, And moved right out of town. I ' m now in Barnum Bailey ' s — Just working as a clown. Carol Scach ' 33 MARCH REFLECTOR 17 The Mystery Slowly, silently, and majestically, the moon rose over the shadowy lake, shedding its silver beams here and there through the gloom, the sombre pines swayed and whis- pered in the light breeze. The murmuring of the trees and the constant rippling of the waves on the shore produced a sound not un- pleasant to the ear. A weird cry of some animal or the hooting of an owl through the stillness added to the loneliness of this wood- land place. Suddenly a twig snapped and then there was a sound of stealthy bodies moving through the underbrush. Be careful, Ken, said a guarded voice. Don ' t drop it. Two figures appeared on the bank, holding between them a long bundle. They stood for a moment on the very edge of the shore. ' ' All ready ? All ready. All right, here goes nothing. One, two, three, go. Then they threw the bundle as far as they could into the water. There, said the first, that ' s a load off my mind. ' ' Yes, said the other, laughing softly, I guess we shan ' t have to bother with that any longer. I ' ve wanted to get rid of it for a long time. For a few moments the twigs crackled, as they departed. Then all was silent and the moon shone brightly on the calm waters of the lake. The next morning the whole town was aroused by glaring headlines in the paper : ROBBERS CARRY OFF MURDERED MAN. Last evening shortly after dark a shot was heard in the bank building. Mr. Williams of the Williams and Kelly Company ran to the building just in time to see two men lift the cashier, Thomas Grogan, into an auto- mobile. The safe was found stripped of sev- eral thousand dollars. As yet no sign has been found of the murderers. It is thought that the body must have been thrown in the woods of Wevmouth. The police, headed by Captain Butler, are looking for the body. During the day various rumors spread. One of the reports was that two high school boys had been seen in the woods. They had been acting in a very stealthy manner, and had been carrying a large bundle. It was on this clue that the police chiefly depended. These two young men, who had just grad- uated from high school, were Kenneth Cor- ridan and John Robertson. These boys were of good characters, standing especially well in their classes, and otherwise prominent in school affairs. The town which delights in affairs of this kind was properly horrified. In the stuffy little court room, two boys stood sheepishly before the chief. ' ' Are these the boys whom you saw ? ' ' The witness was asked. Yes, sir. Where did you see them? On the road leading to the Weymouth woods. Is this true? The chief turned quickly to young Corridan. ' ' Well, er — er — you see — ' ' Is this true? he repeated. Er— er— yes, chief. Where did you throw the body? Robertson nudged Corridan and nodded his head vigorously. In Weymouth Lake, sir, said Corridan, his knees shaking as though he was trying to do the Charleston. About an hour later the boys stood by the lake and pointed out the spot where they had thrown the bundle. After much work the bundle was recovered and opened. Well, well! What ' s this? exclaimed the officer. He took from the bundle a book and read the title aloud : ' ' Davis and Lingham ' s English Book. Then one at a time followed more books — history books, French books, economics books, but the English books seemed to predominate. ' ' What does this mean young men ? ' ' asked the disgusted officer. It means, sir, said young Corridan sticking out his chest, that we graduated from school yesterday and we celebrated by throwing our books away. ' ' Wm. Curtin ' 30. 18 From Hangnail to Judy Greetings Judy : In answer to yours of recent date — Take care, thou red-haired reckless one, the way you speak of doing away with yourself ; life is real, life is earnest and you will yet live to eat the hen that scratches on your grave. But away with all this light chatter. What I meant to say and what eventually I shall get around to saying is : How are you, anyway, and what are you doing with yourself ? ' ' Not that it matters. I might have known you were the same l ' il cutup by the integrity you displayed a while back. I wrote you, I believe, that I wanted you to send me some of the dainty wild- flowers that used to grow up back of the ol ' pasture. And you send me skunk cabbage. I knew there was an Ethiopian in the fuel sup- ply the moment I opened the package. I scented your peculiar brand of perfume. I am locked away in the supply room writ- ing this ; otherwise I ' d have as much privacy as a goldfish. You see Madge is throwing a party and I promised to stay here and warn the gang if the dean comes tiptoeing — not through the tulips. She has to pass by this door. Hearken ! Is this a dagger which I see before me ? ! ! ! Am I not coherent, Jude ? I can ' t help it, it ' s my poisonality, — and you know, of course, that when a Number 1 bur- glar tries to make a James out of his Jimmy he perpetrates an improfundity. By the way, before I forget it. Please send me some more fudge, Jude — the cupboard is bare — label it stockings if you wish. Fudge is to me what drink is to — to one who drinks — father, mother, confessor, sweetheart, wife and child. And don ' t hang crepe on that sugges- tion. Listen, Judge! You remember Dot Evans — the girl I had home over the Christ- mas vacation last year ? Sure you do. Well, it seems she was troubled with pains in her stomach and she wrote home and said that the food was too sweet — you know how it says somewhere a word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver. So it was with this one. Her parents lodged a com- plaint and now we dine sumptuously on pure wholesome food containing carbohydrates, WEYMOUTH HIGH SCHOOL proteins, and vitamins. For example, our breakfast was a two-course one — raw tomatoes and soft boiled egg and soft boiled egg and raw tomatoes. Doubtless we ' ll have the same reinforcements for dinners — black coffee and spinach and spinach and black coffee. Jude, have you noticed that Nature is in a most benignant mood. Ah, I knew you wouldn ' t, you are so practical! But approach- ing us, nevertheless, is the season of irresponsi- bility — spring, that season when Cupid shoots blindfolded ; millionaires marry stenogra- phers ; wise professors woo white-aproned gum chewers behind quick lunch counters; lads with ladders steal lightly over lawns wher Juliet waits in her trellised window with her telescope and — well, anyway, it ' s spring. Ho-hum! Life is a shuttle and I am but one tiny thread ! I ' m tired now, so will close — and don ' t forget that fudge. Use the La Touraine coffee method. It ' s in the bean! Yours for speedy vacation, Hangnail. E. Stub ' 30. Alumni News Below is a list of the places of education and employment of some of the members of the class of 1929. Nancy Adams, Jackson College Dorothy Alden, Posse-Nissen School of Physi- cal Culture Ivatherine Andrews, Boston University Louise Bailey, Vesper George Art School Eleanor Bates, Pierce Secretarial College Sylvia Burnett, Stetson Shoe Company Ruth Clark, Tufts Library Philip Conathan, Worcester Academy Cathorn Cook, University of Washington Margaret Crawford, Quincy Telephone Ex- change Edward Curtin, Norfolk Motor Sales Florence De Mers, Stetson Shoe Company Cynthia Eck, Vesper George Art School Eleanor Eldridge, Stetson Shoe Company George Emerson, Harvard College Albert Fraher, George E. Keith Company Raymond Fulton, Northeastern University Robert Harrington, Rockport, New Hampshire Francis Haviland, Wentworth Institute MARCH REFLECTOR 19 The New Neighbors Mr. Potter lived in the suburbs. It was a very nice neighborhood, of course — large enough to have a considerable amount of traffic along its main street, and small enough for the neighbors to know all about each other ' s business. What they didn ' t know, they guessed; so Mr. Potter, as a new resident, found it to his advantage to tell all about himself right away, without leaving anything to chance or the Ladies Sewing League. And that is precisely where he made his mistake, for Mr. Potter had that touch of conscious superiority which no neighbor can help resenting. He told the first delegate who called that he was employed by the Museum as an ichthyologist. The delegate nodded com- prehendingly, looked wise, and upon arriv- ing home looked up the word. Apparently he did not use sufficient care for the neighbors found that the new homesteader was em- ployed in a dime museum as a living fossil. Perhaps, it wasn ' t entirely their fault that they received the impression for Potter was a short, lean man, somewhat beyond middle age. He wore gold rimmed spectacles with a black ribbon, and he had all the outward symptoms of being a hen-pecked martyr. He was greatly disappointed that his daughter, Muriel, recently graduated from college, did not exhibit more interest in his chosen pro- fession. Mr. Potter had the old doors on his garage removed, and new ones of his own design put in their place. It was his great delight to corner some unwary suburbanite and explain his affairs. See, he would exclaim proudly, just unlock the doors, open one, and the other opens and fastens automatically! Of course, if there is any ice or snow it doesn ' t work, he murmured rather apologetically, and sometimes it locks me in, but other than that it works fine. At this point, if the visitor still showed some sign of interest, Mr. Potter further explained the device by adding, I got the idea from a fish — you notice the ichthyic movement ... and the visitor sighed and glanced helplessly around. His in- terest was again revived, however, when, upon passing the tool shed, he saw within a fine set of garden implements, a wheelbarrow, and a lawn mower. For, after all, no one likes to cut off his nose to spite his face. Despite these inducements, people showed a peculiar disregard for Potter ' s ideas: sooner, or later his talk ran to fish. Invita- tions to dinner were accepted rather hesi- tantly . . . Promptly at seven-thirty, during the sum- mer months, the gentleman appeared on the front porch, where he read the newspapers for half-an-hour. He then amused himself by sketching, with short, deft strokes, the best points of all automobiles that passed the house. He was engaged when Henry Arm- strong appeared on the porch one evening, and with a guilty manner he slid the paper through the space — between two floor boards. He had long ago decided that Henry would make a pretty good son-in-law. After the accustomed greetings, Mr. Potter entered the house, and, upon emerging some time later, saw Henry coming out from under the porch. Muriel explained that she had lost her gold pin, and that he had very kindly retrieved it for her. Later, Armstrong showed Mr. Potter a paper covered with sketches of cars. As my firm is running a contest for new ideas in this line right now, it might be worth something. Is it yours? Mr. Potter glanced at Muriel, then at Henry, and answered in the negative. Shortly after Henry left, and Mr. Potter forgot the incident. Several weeks later in early June, Henry again appeared on the Potter porch. He announced that he had won a $5,000 first prize in the contest, and the position of man- ager in the city branch of the firm. Later he approached Mr. Potter and said, somewhat bashfully, Mr. Potter, I have (Continued on page 31) Cigars Cigarettes Compliments of MALONEY ' S Waiting Room Commercial Sq. E. Weymouth High Grade Confectionery Tobacco Ice Cream mzmy Tennis The 1929 tennis team had a fairly success- ful season. Under the leadership of Ed Mac- quinn they won 3 tied 2 lost 0. The team played its first match with Scituate and were held to a 3-3 tie, but in the return they swept the courts winning 5-0. The following week they went to Whitman. Only one singles and one doubles were finished. The following week they went to Whitman. Macquinn win- ning his singles then paired with Loud to lose a hard fought three set match. On June 10 Plymouth was played on the Brockton Y. M. C. A. courts, and was beaten two out of three. The team finished the season by defeating Whitman 2-0. Macquinn beat Corliss 6-2, 6-4, 0-6, 6-4. By virtue of these victories they lay claim to the tennis championship of the South Shore. The players were : Ed Macquinn, Phil Brackett, Bill Whitten, Fred Clark, and Nor- man Loud. As three of these players are back this year, another successful season is looked forward to. The scores : WEYMOUTH 3 SCITUATE 3 WEYMOUTH 2 PLYMOUTH 1 WEYMOUTH 1 WHITMAN 1 unfin. WEYMOUTH 5 SCITUATE WEYMOUTH 2 WHITMAN E. B. Thomas ' 30 Class Basketball Mr. Page has been promoting basketball by having the class teams play twice weekly. The games played total up to eighteen. The juniors and sophomores are tied for first place, with six wins and three losses each. The seniors are third with four wins and five losses and the freshmen are last with two wins and seven losses. Basketball Although the Maroon and Gold ' s basket- ball team has not lived up to its usual stand- ard this season, it has played good basket- ball. The boys started the season under a handicap. When a team composed almost entirely of green players faces the veterans of another school , it cannot be expected to make little pieces of its opponents. On the contrary, if it hits them, it is doing well. The chief trouble with the team, especially the seconds, is the size of the players. When the Weymouth boys trot out to the fray they are forced to look up to their opponents. Now this develops an inferiority complex, and tends to subdue the do or die spirit to one of a do and die nature. Therefore the team needs bigger recruits. Of course, if the bovs are developed into supermen, the strat- egy will be perfect, and our opposition will be left flat-footed with surprise. Anyhow, MARCH REFLECTOR 12 why don ' t some of you big fellows go out for basketball? A little exercise won ' t hurt the physique, and think of the thrill you ' ll get when you Her say, Oh, my great big athlete! I just adore strong men. The team has had an unsuccessful season. Its only victories were against Rockland and Milton Academy. However, the boys put up stiff opposition. In the Milton game, which the visitors won by one point, they kept the score tied until the second overtime period. Any team that can do this deserves praise. Weymouth did not have a winning team this year but it certainly had a fighting team. E. B. Thomas, ' 30. The Faculty Football Team Considering the fact that the Weymouth High School has a Faculty Basketball Team, I do not think it quite proper that we be represented in only one sport. I have been giving this matter due consideration for some time and have finally arrived at a possible solution. This, my fellow students, is in the form of a Faculty Football Team. Such, without any doubt, is rather out of the ordinary, but, once the ball has been started a-rolling, I am sure that our All Faculty Team should have no difficulty in finding opponents. After profound meditation, thinking, and what-not, I have finally lis ' ted a few of the outstanding candidates and the position for which they are best suited. They are as follows : Mr. Hollis, Centre Miss Norris, R. Guard Miss Thomson, L. Guard Miss Williams, R. Tackle Mrs. White, L. Tackle Mr. Hilton, R. End Miss Wagg, L. End Mr. Brown, Quarter Back Mr. H. Nelson, Full Back Mr. Page, R. H. Back Miss Allen, L. H. Back If, after viewing my selections, you have better ones to offer, kindly edit them in the next issue. Any suggestion will gladly be accepted. I thank you. Track Weymouth has had a successful track sea- son. As we have no indoor track their success is all the greater. On February 15, the boys journeyed to the Brockton Y. M. C. A. build- ing to compete in the South Shore Indoor In- terscholastics. They came out second. Abing- ton won with 34 to Weymonth ' s 29 1-2. Ply- mouth was third with 15 points. Doble was high scorer for the Weymouth with first in the 300 yard run and second in the potato race. Tower received the blue ribbon in the 600 and Keohan was second in the 1000 yard run. Lilla also had two places to his credit, third in the 600 and fourth in the 300. Nor- man Foskett took third place in the shot-put as did Denbroeder in the high-jump and Washburn in the 1000. Valicenti took fourth in the potato race. Soon the outdoor track season will be here and with it more track meets. This means some more men, but there always seem to be enough on hand at the meets. Funny, isn ' t it? Antiquity M. What ho! Remove thy carcass from the path of mine noble gas buggy. P. How thou dost prate? Thinkest thou that I ' ll move myself for thee, villain? M. Begone, lest I bestow thee a buffet on thy pate. It will make thy ears ring, me- thinks. P. ' ' Come down from thy bus and take off thy ' goggles ' that I may smite thee. M. Fool, it dost but show thy ill breeding when thou protest of fisticuffing. But, sire, as for thee, I wilt have thee carved to ribbons, I wilt have thee taken for a ride, and I wilt have thee torn on the rock if thou dost not yield thy position that I may pursue mine journey. M. What? Art still there? Then methinks P. What? Art still there? Then methinks I must, indeed, overcome my better na- ture and be forced to chastise thee, which, I confess, would please me none the less. M. ' ' Ha ! the clown has gone ! Nay, but gaze upon his dust. Methought he was af eared. Edward Luth r ' 32 THE SCHOOL Division III A5 The Class of ' 31 is undeniably the best and the most unusual class in the records of that staunch edifice of learning, Weymouth High School. The most prominent group in the class is Division III A5 which has succeeded in baffling practically all the profs in the school. Math is a subject which has won the hearts of every engineer. Yes, they (the students of III A5) have proved conclusively that an iso- seles trapezoid is a square. Then there is the German class. Even though the boys have only been studying German for a short time, they can express their thoughts of one another quite clearly, effectively, and sometimes vehemently. Chemistry is another subject in which these college students of the futu re excel. They do nothing very striking during class-room periods, but in the laboratory — ah ! that is where they shine. Among different experi- ments and discoveries, the Gridleys have com- pounded explosive corn starch solutions. Riley has found out exactly what combustible com- pounds can and will do, and Warner has patented his process of making laughing gas. Mr. Lyond has given up all hope of retain- ing these Avizards under his rigorous hand. French? — no nothing unusual there, because ill prodigies don ' t very often get an oppor- tunity to exercise individuality. English, — another favorite subject. Here Hooper, the brilliant one, proves convincingly that nothing is something or that there is something in a vacuum. Above all other qualities, however, they exhibit those sterling traits of courage, and gentlemanliness to which Miss Lippen- cott, the only girl, can readily testify. J. P. Veerling ' 31. Tech Lecture The fourth Popular Science Lecture was given on March 7 and 8 by Maurice de K. Thompson, Ph.D., Associate Professor of Electro-chemistry. The subject, Eleetricity and its Chemical Effects was illustrated by experiments on the discovery of voltaic elec- tricity, electro-chemical decomposition and synthesis, and on application of these discov- eries in modern industry. ' ' I never heard a good word said of him. ' ' Then you ' ve never heard him talking about himself. Mr. Whittle (apologetically) : I apologize from my feet down. Miss Seach : Why, I didn ' t know you could stand on your head ! MARCH REFLECTOR 23 The Printers Take a Trip On Wednesday, the 22nd of January, we printers went to Boston on an observation trip. First we went to the Machine Composition Company on Atlantic Avenue. This firm has an equipment of thirteen linotypes and eight monotypes. The monotype consists of two machines, the keyboard and the caster on which individual types are set and cast auto- matically. Women operate the ' keyboards and men operate the casting machine. Three of the linotypes are operated by women. In this plant all of the work produced is machine typesetting and type casting for printers all over New England, who do not have their own typesetting machines. After we inspected this plant, we went to a place where they demonstrated the Ludlow proeess of casting display type. The men gave us all a slug of the type and two blank slugs to make the body the same width as the type. After leaving there, we separated and had our lunch. We agreed to meet at track one at the South Station at one-thirty o ' clock. At one-forty-five o ' clock we too k the Sub- way for Cambridge. After leaving the train, we had to walk about half mile to the Ginn and Company plant. Out at Ginn and Company ' s they make a large part of our school books. The man that took us through the plant, told us to ask all the questions we wanted, and that he would answer them if he could. We started in the composing room and went right through to the shipping room. What interested us the most were the presses, lino- types, and folding machines. They have only two linotypes in the shop, because nearly all their printing is done from plates. In the bindery department we saw a ma- chine which gathers the signatures into books. After they are taken to a machine which sews or stitches the books together. This work is all done by women. Then the books are taken to a machine which rounds the backs of them. From there they are taken to be glued and then the little pieces of cheese cloth are put on with a bit of string through the top of them. This is what protects the book from wear and tear on the end when it is put on and taken off the shelf. From the bindery we went into the electro- type department. The process of making an electrotype plate is as follows: Take an impression of the type page on a sheet of wax under heavy pressure. This impression or mold is covered with a dusting of black lead which serves as a conductor for the elec- tricity in the plating process. The mold is then suspended in a bath containing an acid solution of copper, in close proximity to a large sheet of pure copper hung from the positive pole. By the action of the electric current, the copper from the bath is deposited evenly over the surface of the mold, a fresh supply of pure copper being dissolved from the positive pole by the free acid thus formed. When copper has been deposited to the desired thickness, the mold is taken from the bath and the copper shell is stripped from it. In the finishing room of the foundry the plates are shaved down to the desired height and then cut down to the desired width and length and then it goes to some men who have to hammer up the low spots and ham- mer down the high spots. Then the plates are packed into cases forty-eight in a case, they are packed this way because that num- ber is just enough for three signatures on the press. From there we went into the press room where we saw many one-color cylinder pres- ses and twelve two-color presses. These presses print two colors in one impression. Then we saw some presses that print one hundred and twenty-eight pages at a time. From there we went to the stock room where there are over two million books stored. We took the 5 :18 train home and arrived about six o ' clock, after having a happy and eventful day. Fred Croto ' 31. 24 WEYMOUTH HIGH SCHOOL Congratulations Against 10,000 other contestants, Miss Williams of our own High School brings home the bacon — the prize of $250. We are quite proud of the fact that Miss Williams is a member of the Weymouth High School fac- ulty. Congratulations Miss Williams! We think we agree with the judges that her definition deserves first place. This idea of home is really very hard to express, and to have done it so completely and so beauti- fully is an achievement worthy of pride. Compare her work with that of others printed on this page. Is there one of them even one- half so good as hers? We do not think so. Home Definition Contest The National Association of Real Estate Boards woke up one day to the fact that not one dictionary they could find had a satis- factory definition for home. So they de- cided to run a contest. It won almost im- mediate notice. Thousands of people in all the walks of life responded with definitions. Some were disillusioned, some were patheti- cally disappointed, but most were the final answer to the pessimists who swear that the home is going off the map. Immediately after the announcement, dic- tionary publishers and other lexicographers, hurt by the implied insult to their definition, wrote to many newspapers and defended the ' descriptions found under the letter H on their pages. This did not upset the judges. They said, It is a good thing to re-define our terms every little while, especially those that have to do with our feelings. The word home is certainly closely connected with our feelings. It is a well known fact that the French have transferred the word entire into their language because they had no word which even approached the mean- ing conveyed by this simple English word. Many teachers in other schools besides our own had their whole classes compete. Real estate boards conducted similar contests lo- cally, sending all definitions submitted to the national judges. Feature writers in news- papers, editorialists, columnists took up the plea. Radio stations broadcast the rules, and public speakers referred to it. In all, ten thousand and ninety definitions were re- ceived. Some of them follow : Home is a domestic sanctuary — wrought out of desire— built into memory — where kindred bonds unite the family in sharing labor, leisure, joy and sorrow. — Miss Williams. ' ' Home — man ' s abode made sacred by love, loyalty, and understanding and surrounded by hallowed memories of happy days in shared experiences. — R. S. Duke, Texas. Home — any place where dwelling is per- manent and love paramount. — W. J. Crocker, Michigan. Home is the spot where the interests and affections of the family converge and fuse from which is radiated its composite in- fluence. — Mrs. G. B. Thacker, Mich. About which she will do with her prize Miss Williams is dubious. She does not think she will take a trip to Europe on it or any thing like that — though that would be a very nice thing to do, she says. She is thinking of using part of it for a summer school course this year. But the rest of it will just have to go in the bank and pav up all the bills ! Juniors At the last Junior Class meeting, the class colors were voted upon. After many different combinations were shown to the students by the committee, green and silver were chosen by a large majority. The class rings were also reported upon. They have not as yet been chosen but as the committee is working hard, they soon will be. Miss White ' s junior and senior English classes are now writing health plays, some of which certainly are going to be masterpieces. The authors feel that their plays will surely act as such inspirations to the students that they will henceforth lead a most righteous life. All copywrights are reserved. We are all glad to see Miss Humphrey back and to know t hat she is well again. MARCH REFLECTOR 25 Agricultural Notes The Agricultural department, in addition to its •work during school hours extends even further ; afternoons and vacations are often spent in agricultural pursuits by the stu- dents. During the last year there were fourteen home projects on which 2763 hours were utilized. A total of $2,081.48 was spent and $3,913.15 were the total receipts. Thus there was a profit of $1,831.67. This will crystallize into an average profit for each student project of $130.83. In addition to home projects, many of the boys worked out and gained a credit of 8769 hours devoted to outside agricultural work valued at $1,788.61. When these are added it may be clearly seen that 11,532 hours were spent by our nineteen students on agricultural work. A total profit of $3,620.28 was realized in pay- ment for this labor. Arthur L. Garland ' 30. French Club Report Meetings of the French club have con- tinued regularly. At one of the meetings the club decided not to have a pin, because the Seniors need all the money they can manage to save for The Great Event. With no business to transact, the members enjoy themselves with French games and songs. The last meeting was held Thursday, Feb- ruary 20, in the music room of the Junior High Annex. Only two members were ab- sent. M. Edwin Thomas led the meeting. A motion was made to change the name of the club, but it was rejected when Miss Berry explained that Le Cercle Francois is the standard name for French clubs. M. Thomas then gave up his chair to M. Leonard Bryant, the chairman of the entertainment committee. Under his leadership the club passed an hour packed full of laughs. (No wonder!) The meeting closed at four o ' clock. Sec. Mary Di Lorenzo ' 30 Typewriting Awards During the months of January and Febru- ary the following typists won awards : Silver Pin Wallace Carroll Mae Raymond Carrie Randall Frederick Clark Certificates Frederick Clark Louise Starr Nettie Butman Anna Cicchese Carmela Corbo Mildred Ellis Cecilia Higgins Catherine Linnehan Melvin Sherman Wilbur Cushing Edith Tirrell Barbara Cole Ruth Blanchard Marjorie Caswell Eleanor Colligan Eleanor Dwyer Mildred Flockhart Virginia Oliver Marion Philbrook Mae Wood Yolanda Rossetti Mary Upton Observance of Lincoln ' s Birthday Lincoln ' s birthday was well observed in the hall on Wednesday morning. Musical selections and readings comprised the pro- gram, which was as follows : Singing of America and The Star Spangled Banner by the school. Vocal Solos Althea Smith Piano Solo Ruth Calen Original Essay Iona Seach Readings Karl Gardner, William Whitten, Dorothy Pearson, Edith Bouttelier and Marcy McNarf 6 WEYMOUTH HIGH SCHOOL Honor List Freshmen Marjorie Jacobs Helen Nye Richard Mathewson Margaret Sullivan Sophomores Rose DiLorenzo Antoinetta Lilla Roger Emerson Louise Merrill Jean Flagg Richard Roche Marie Galligan Samuel Scott Marguerite Goodrich James H. Smith Ola-a Yetsook Juniors John Anderson Frederick Andrews Leonard Bryant Josephine Caruso Marjorie Caswell Marie Conroy Wilbert Cushing Catherine DeLuca Norman Foskett Patricia Fuller Walter Lewis John Moulton Dorothy Pearson Ola Taylor John Veerling Mary DiLorenzo Isabel Hawley Carrie Randall Seniors Mae Raymond Ruth Reed Iona Seach Declaration When, in the course of school events, it be- comes necessary for a group of people to begin work on a Reflector, which they know must soon be published, and to buckle down and write innumerable articles, stories, essays, news, and jokes, teachers and students should aid them by passing in at least one article each without being forced to it. A Friend of the Staff. Remember that Medal Do you remember the article in the Novem- ber Reflector entitled: Medal for Meritori- ous Progress ? There still is time for any aspiring senior to win this medal, and the under-class men have an absolute sinecure ! It ' s so easy ! The medal is awarded each year by the Class of 1921 to the student who has made the most mental progress during his four high school years. This is a medal that frequently does not go to the best student in the class, but rather to the student who has had to work hard for his marks, and who has taken vital interest in mental activities such as Debating, French Club, German Club, Re- flector work, et cetera. No four-year Honor Roll standing is necessary — just a record of good scholarship, of willingness to learn, and of a desire to reach the highest pinnacle of education. And don ' t forget that the medal is awarded for meritorious progress! You who have not yet won any marks worth boasting about can certainly study a little harder and a little longer. If you do, you will probably come through with flying colors — and the medal! It ' s really a sort of contest — who will win it? Editor. More Alumni Edward Holmes, Burdett Business College Geneva Hunt, Stetson Shoe Company Helen Lebossiere, Keene Normal School Marjorie Linscott, Atlantic National Bank. Boston Edward Mac Quinn, Thayer Academy Beatrice Melville, Bryant-Stratton ' s Commer- cial College Dorothy Page, Chandler Secretarial College Eleanor Pearson, Jackson College Ken neth Porter, Vesper George Art School Clarence Ripley, Wentworth Institute Dorothy Smith, Stetson Shoe Company Frances Tirrell, Bryant Stratton ' s Com- mercial College John White, New York Catherine Wieting, Post Graduate W. H. S. MARCH REFLECTOR 1. Dear Flannelmouth, I hear they are having a good many discussions on the law of gravity. What do you think about it? Jeannette Hawes I ' m in favor of it if it can be enforced. 2. Dear Flannelmouth, Can you give me a sentence contain- ing the word burden ? I am not quite clear on its use. Ted Soule Sure. A burden the hand is worth two in the bush. 3. Dear Flannelmouth, They say the victrola comes first, then the radio. What ' s after that? Gilbert Arnold The instalment collector. 4. Dear Flannelmouth, I cut a class the other day and I was very much surprised when I was found out and called to the office. How do you explain that? Lawrence Hooper They say that Mr. Hilton has a very keen sense of rumor. 27 5. Dear Flannelmouth, It embarrasses me to ask this, but I know a young man and I can ' t seem to place the town he lives in. Can you tell me where Hough ' s Neck is? Marion Howland Just above his collar. 6. Dear Flannelmouth, I made a date pudding the other day which was not much of a success. Can you advise me? Carrie Whitcomb Maybe you used a 1929 calendar. 7. Dear Flannelmouth, Will you please define druggist for me? Frank Lawlor A druggist, my boy, is a man who used to sell drugs. 8. Dear Flannelmouth, What is it that four out of every five have? Roberta Smith A game of bridge. 9. Dear Flannelmouth, What do you think about that maxim : Everything in life finally adjusts itself ? Thomas Barker Well, they say the exception proves the rule. How about a bow tie? 10. Dear Flannelmouth, What does magna cum laude mean? Russell Defnbroeder It means with great honor, but what do you want to know for? 11. Dear Flannelmouth, What makes the Tower of Pisa lean? Edward Higgins I don ' t know, but if I find out I ' ll send you some. Oliver E Peaslee Locksmith Wheels Re ' tired Qeneral Repairing Jackson Sq. E. Weymouth JOKES Mrs. White : Listen with both ears, Reidy, not one. Miss Berry (Fr. IVA2) : Tomorrow we shall read two pages of French for practice in pro- Voice from rear: Oh, that ' s the trouble — he nunciation. does. It comes in both ears and gets mixed up in the empty space between. B. Grieves: Do we have to read them in French ? Seniors will enjoy this bit gleaned from a joke book that is 99 years old : — General Fitzpatrick said: Ask any per- son of either house, who is the best informed man, the answer will certainly be Mr. Ed- mund Burke. Who is the man of greatest wit? Mr. Burke. Who is the most eloquent? Mr. Burke. Who is the most tiresome of all orators? He will still receive the same an- swer — Mr. Burke. Usher (to cool, dignified lady) : Are you a friend of the groom ? ' ' The Lady: Indeed, no! I am the bride ' s mother. ' ' Sweet Frosh: Gee, this quarter was pub- lished by E. Pluribus Unum! Same as the nickel. Mrs. MacPherson : Jack, Jack, what shall we name the baby? Jack : Isn ' t there an old cup upstairs with ' ' Fanny ' ' engraved on it ? Mrs. M. : Sure. Jack: Well, name it Fanny. Then we shan ' t have to buy a new cup. A scientist says every man should engage in a certain amount of research. Looking for a parking space is sufficient research for us. Mrs. White : What was the comic element in the Noah ' s Ark play? A. Smith: Er—er— Water! MARCH REFLECTOR 29 First Executive: Did you enjoy your vacation ? ' ' Second: Yeh, but there ' s nothing like the feel of a good desk under your feet again. Robert complained in bitter terms one day That Frank had taken his character away; ' ' I take your character ! ' ' said Frank ; ' ' why, zounds ! I wouldn ' t have it for a thousand pounds ! ' LEFT-HANDEDNESS However you may sneer, says Ned, My friend ' s no fool — he has a head. ' ' True, ' ' says the other, with a grin, He has a head — so has a pin. A young man once said to Thomas A. Edison: Mr. Edison, don ' t you believe that genius is inspiration? No, replied Edison, genius is per- spiration. A little Scotch boy ' s grandmother was packing his lunch for him to take to school one morning. Suddenly looking up in her face he said : Grandmother, does yer specs magnify. A little, my child, she answered. Aweel, then, said the boy, I wad juist like it if ye wad tak ' them aff when ye ' re packen my loonch. Mrs. White : ' ' Who was Diogenes ? ' ' Lawlor : He was a German professor. Mr. Whittle (explaining spark plugs) : Haven ' t you heard people say the timing is out? P. Clark : Oh, yes, is that why they have a cork in it? Seen in Adair ' s Encyclopedia: Joanna (1479-1555), Queen of Castile 1504; lost her reason, married Philip, son of Maximilian I. At the anual town meeting held in a little town in Connecticut in 1831 three old bach- elors were chosen selectmen. The occurrence suggested the following lines to some wag of the time : Strange things have come to pass: That three sedate old bachelors Are fathers of our town! MODERN JUVENILES Can we play store in here, Mamma? Yes, but you must be very, very quiet. ' ' We will, Mamma. We ' 11 pretend we don ' t advertise. MLss Humphrey : What is predominant in the American life? Boyd Gridley: Whoopee or Gridley the First. History (IVA2) Mr. O ' Donnell: Who was Salmon P. Chase? Voice from rear : He was a poor fish ! Small boy (viewing snow for first time) : Oh, mamma, look at the angel ' s dandruff fallin ' from the sky! Mrs. White: What is one of Shakespear ' s best plays? A. Smith: The Taming of the Shoe. J. Hawes : They say that gas saves in the end, though. B. Libbey: What does it save? J. Hawes: Coal. Miss Humphrey : How does Europe show better quality? Peterson : Finer sardines. Mr. Griffin : Econ. IV C 2. What banks do not have any money? Sherman: Sand banks. 30 WEYMOUTH HIGH SCHOOL E. Stub (to Althea Smith) : Gee, I didn ' t know you were a singer. Most singers are fat! Arnold Smith: Give her time! Give her time ! J. Hawes (Physics IVA2) : Please define a wave. Mr. Whittle: You ought to know better than I do! Miss Sanborn: (Eng. IV B 2.) When would you use Dear Madam in writing a letter? Clarke: When you ' re writing to a fe- male. Mr. ' Donnell (Hist. IV B 2) : And that ' s what the bulls and bears of Wall Street are ! Branley : What about the wolves ? Rastus: Ef yo ' says anything ter me, Ah ' 11 make yo ' eat yo ' words, man. Exodus: Chicken dumplings, hot bus- cuits, and watermelon! A Striking Likeness Come hither, Sir John; my picture is here . What think you, my love? Doesn ' t it strike you? I can ' t say it does, just at present, my dear ; But I think it soon will, ' tis so like you. ' ' Seen in Paper : The bride wore a bouquet of white roses and the groom was neatly dressed with a carnation. ( We hope they didn ' t catch cold.) GREAT GRIEF A judge did once his servant call, And say, Sir, I desire You go forthwith and search the hall, And send me in the crier. And search, my Lord, in vain I may, The servant gravely said. The crier cannot cry today, Because his wife is dead. Teacher (to a tardy student) : Why are you late? Pupil: Well, a sign down there — Teacher : Well, what has a sign got to do with it? Pupil : The sign said : ' ' School ahead, go slow. Five year old, George is all grit, and to him any hurt he receives is usually trifling and of no consequence. Noticing one of his hands badly scratched, his grandmother said to him: Gracious George! What ' s the matter with your hand? Oh, that ' s nothin ' , he said, I jist scratched it on a cat. Next. Who, me? Yes, sir. Where born? Russia. What part? All of me. Why did you leave Russia? I couldn ' t bring it with me. Where were your forefathers from? I only had one father. Your business? Rotten. Where is Washington? He ' s dead. I mean the capital of the United States? They loaned it all to Europe. Now, do you promise to support the Constitution? Me? How can I? I ' ve got a wife and six children to support. It was reported to the late Dr. McCosh, while president of Princeton University, that a party was being held in one of the dormi- tories, after hours. Thither the good doc- tor wended his way to investigate. To his knock at the door came the response: Who ' s that? It ' s me, ' ' replied the Doctor. Who ' s me? came the query Dr. McCosh, answered the Doctor. You ' re a liar. If it had been old Jimmy he would have said, ' It is I ' ; go about your business — which Dr. McCosh said he did, on tiptoe, and refrained from telling the story for at least four years ! Suits and Topcoats made to order — $25 and up Repairing Cleansing Pressing Shoes, Clothing, Furnishings and Rubber Goods C. R. DENBROEDER ' S Men ' s Wear Store 800 Broad Street ' Phone 0773-W East Weymouth THE NEW NEIGHBORS (Continued from page 19) something to ask you — er — could I — would you er — But here Mr. Potter interrupted him. Yes, my boy, go right ahead, no objections what- ever, and shortly after, entered the house. Next morning saw a sky of gray, and by seven o ' clock it was raining felines and canines. Nevertheless he whistled cheerily as he walked to the garage — for Potter always drove to the city. But upon opening the doors, he found the car gone. Strange, he mused, where did I leave it last? He inquired of his wife, but without success. His daughter was quick to enlighten him, however. Don ' t you remember; Henry asked you last night if he might borrow it this week, and you told him you had no objections what- ever. ' ' | Relieved and yet disgusted, Mr. Potter walked to the depot through the pouring rain. And if the neighbors could have seen him then, they might have remarked — You poor fish. B. A. Hay ward ' 30. School Environment The atmosphere at Burdett College is mentally stimulat- ing. The contact between faculty and student is close. Interest is personal. Indus- try fs encouraged. Time is conserved. Advancement is largely individual. Require- ments for graduation are high. Burdett Graduates Succeed In Business Burdett Students Students at Burdett Col- lege last year came from 70 Universities and Colleges, 262 High Schools, 60 Acad- emies and Preparatory Schools, and 142 other Bus- iness and Special Schools. More than 200 came from states outside Massachusetts and from foreign countries. The New Building The new Burdett College building is of fireproof con- struction. Roomy elevators provide service for students, officers, and visitors. Class- rooms are flooded with sun- light and are splendidly equipped. Talks to the entire school are broadcast over an internal radio system with microphone in the executive offices. Business Courses for Young Men and Women New Building of Burdett College Courses at Burdett College provide training for Accounting, Financial, Treasury, Selling, Adver- tising, Secretarial, Stenographic, Office Manage- ment, Bookkeeping and other business positions. Special Review and Finishing Courses offered. Position service for graduates. Previous commercial training not required for entrance. The school has every modern facility. Students are trained by an able and interested faculty. A Burdett training is an investment in future progress. Write for Booklet and Application Visitors Welcome Burdett College An Exceptional School for Young People 156 8TUART STREET, Near Tremont St., BOSTON Founded 1679 F. H. BURDETT, Pres. HANcock 6300 1 Northeastern University day DIVISION THE SCHOOL OF ENGINEERING In co-operation with engineering firms, offers five year curriculums leading to the Bachelor of Science degree in the following branches of engineering: Civil Engineering Mechanical Engineering Electrical Engineering Chemical Engineering Industrial Engineering THE SCHOOL OF BUSINESS ADMINISTRATION Co-operating with business firms, offers five year collegiate courses leading to the degree of Bachelor of Science in the following fields of business: Accounting Banking and Finance or Business Management The Co-operative Plan of training enables the student to combine theory with practice and makes it possible for him to earn his tuition and part of his other expenses. For catalogue or any further information write to: NORTHEASTERN UNIVERSITY MILTON J. SCHLAGENHAUF, Director of Admissions BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS 1 Trinted by the oys of the PRINTING DEPARTMENT WEYMOUTH VOCATIONAL SCHOOL HARRY F. DUNCAN. Instructor I % EAST WEYMOUTH, MASSACHUSETTS ' 14 . 7?ef, Published by the StuJeirtj of the Weymomh Higfi School Printed by the boys of the Weymouth Vocational School 7nsrT«cror — Harry F. Duncan Engravings by Suffolk Engraving and Electrotyping Company, Cambridge Photographs by Purdy Studio, Boston. Weymouth, Massachusetts SditoT — lona Seach EBusiness e Kanager — Karl Gardner ' faculty Adviser — P. B. Brown JAN 12 ' M THE TUFS LIBRARY y EYMOUTH, MASS, I. Introductory Section Pages 1 to 11 Weymouth High School 4 Dedication 5 Faculty Group 6 II. Senior Section Class Officers 12 Operetta Principals 12 ] Iotto, Colors, Ode, Four Year Honor Roll 13 Salutatory Address 14 Valcdictoiy Address 15 Staff Work, Senior Class Play 17 Aggie Trip 46 III. Athletics Tennis 49 Basketball 49 Trade School Basketball Team 50 Track Team 50 Track 51 Girls ' Basketball 51 IV. Literary The Way of the World 54 Uncle ' s Story 56 On Being Twelve 56 Luckv Forget fulness 57 Graduates Take Heed 58 Freddie ' s Wager 59 Caius Julius Caesar 60 Youth 61 Side Lights on Studying 61 Test of Friendship 61 Alice 62 Weymouth High School Faculty 7 Vocational School Building 7 Contributions Printed in the Reflector ... 11 Pages 12 to 48 Editorial, Woe is Me, Orchestra, Typewriting Awards 19 Class History 18 Class Prophecy 20 Senior Pictures 25 Autographs 45 Year ' s Calendar 46 Pages 49 to 53 Football 51 Trade School Athletics 52 Baseball 52 Trade Baseball 52 Track 53 Class Baseball 53 Pages 54 to 71 Vignette 62 Question of the Moment 63 New and Old 64 Among the Seniors 64 The Wognog Sif 64 Buddy Learns a Thing or Two 65 Poetry 66 Awakening of Geraldine 67 French and German Clubs 70 Crystal Ball 71 Jokes 72 ftEFLECTOIt Weymouth High School Faculty Parker T. Pearson, Superintendent F. W. Hilton, Principal Row I — Left to Right: Mary Humphrey, English, German ; Ha zel M. Agnew, Type- writing ; Dora S. White (Mrs.), English, His- tory; Helen C. Barnard (Mrs.), Latin; Sheila M. Gross, Librarian ; Edith A. Sanborn, Eng- lish ; Rose R. Grace, French, Spanish ; Lillian Jefts, French, German, Spanish; Berniee L. Purinton, Englisli, History ; Helen R. Thomp- son, Commercial; Gladys B. Allen, English, History. Row II — Left to Right: Evelyn Silvester, Free-hand Drawing; Esther L. Benson, Do- mestic Science; Margaret Langford, Com- mercial ; Lucille Jones, Gym ; Beatrice Ingalls, L ' ltin ; Fannie L. Williams, Sewing ; Helen M. Norris, Commercial; L. Josephine Baker, Comme ' -eial; Alice L. Giy, Ex-Clerk; Olive E. Hackett, Commercial ; Eva Skala, Domestic Science; Caroline E. Rogers, English, Mathe- matics, History. Row III — Left to Right: Thoma.s A. Lyons, Mathematics; Mildred A. W agg, English, His- tory; Anna F. Berry, French; Ernestine R. Canning, French; Flora H. McGrath (Mrs.), English ; Susan G. Sheehan, Mathematics, English ; George 0. Stewart, Mathematics ; John Griffin, Commercial; Frank E. Whipple, Carpentry. Row IV— Left to Right: Waldo H. Swan, Science, English ; James F. Steele, History, English, Economics, Civics ; Joseph K. Whit- temore, Shoemaking ; Hilmer S. Nelson, Agri- culture ; Frederick W. Hilton, Principal ; Daniel L. O ' Donnell, History, Commercial Law ; Ray G. Parker, Mechanical Drawing ; Harry F. Duncan, Printing ; Oral A. Page, Gym. Row y — Left to Right: Prescott B. Brown, English, History; Wallace L. Whittle, Sci- ence ; John T. Gannon, Jr., History, Latin, Science ; Lewis H. Bacon, Jr., Auto Mechan- ic-;; Louis Whitford, Carpentry; Francis E. Whipple, Jr., Director; Jalmar N. Nelson, Woodworking, Mathematics ; Clarence R. Lyond, Mathematics, Science ; Everett N. Hol- lis, Commercial. Vocational School Building Seven Oriijinal Hi li School Building; Chronological History of Weymouth High School 18r)3— Established in Town Hall at Middle and Washinp-ton Streets. Josepli Dow, in- structor. 1854 — Moved after first five months, in J. G. Rooer ' s Hall, ehaii ;ed to Weymouth Land- in 2:. Jonatiian ( Brown, instructor. 1855 — Provisions made for openin ;- a per- manent Hi rli School in East Weymouth. S. S. Marston, instructor. 1855 — School moved to North Weymouth, be- cause of crowded conditions. Lorin r John- son, instructoi-. I860 — Second term of North Weymoutli Ilijjh School, (the present Adams School). 1864— Two hifjh scliools in North and South Wevmouth. 1S76— North Weymouth High School moved to Treniont Street, Wevmouth 1876— South Weymouth Hio-h School moved to vestry of Universalist Church, Pleasant Street, later to Roger ' s Hall. 1897 — At town meetin r, $50,000 appropri- ated for a high school bu ilding on Middle Street. 1898 — First class entered new school. 1898-1904— Edmund J. Bugbee appointed principal. lf ' ()4-1910 — Edwin P. Sampson, principal. 1910 — Frederick W. Hilton, principal. 1924 — Freshman wing opened for inspection. 19 !4 — Vocational School building started. 1928 — Junior High School wing. 1929 — Amphitheatre started. 1929— Leuion Park started. l!): 0 Meniorial Wall completed. 1!). ' U) — Memorial Cross completed. Chronological History of the Trade School 1916 1924 An Agi-icultuial coui-se introduecd into 1!)26 Industrial School Building built. High School. Shoemaking course added. Courses in carpentry, cabinet making, 1!)27 Course in automobile repairing intro- woodworking i ' oi- boys and in practi- duced. cal arts for girls introduced. 192f) Separated from the High School. Mr. 1925 A printing course added. Francis Whipple apiwunted as director. Eif hf Photographs present an idea of what the boys are doing in the school shops. Three year courses are offered in Automobile Re- pair, Carpentry, Printing and Shoemaking. Nine Left to Eifiht. Front Eoir — rnnstniiee Nash, ifaigniet DeBoer, Wesley Vil!i;inis. William Washburn, loiia Seach, Piescdtt R. Brown, Karl Gardner, Edwin Thomas, Sue Harper, Evelyn Howland. Second Bow — Frank Roule, Myrtle Pray, Elizabeth Freetli, Mae Rnymond, Dorothy Pear- son, Arthur Garland, Martin Mahonev. Third Sow — Josephine Caruso, Kuth Ogren, lionise Sawler, Barbara T ibbey, Phyllis Clark ReHector StatT 1929-1930 Editor-In-Chirf lOXA J. SEACH -ao Leonaed Bryant ' 31 Josephine Caruso ' 31 Dorothy Pearson .M Literary Editors Phyllis Clark ' 30 Margaret DeBoer ' 30 Arthi-r Garland ' 30 Elsie Stubb ' 30 Barbara Libbey ' 30 Myrtle Pray ' 31 Businrs.i Manager Karl Gardxkr ' 30 Athletics Editor Edwin Thomas ' 30 Art Editor Wesley Williams ' 30 Cirrulation Manager William Washburn ' 30 WiNNirRED Hunt ' 30 Frederick Andrews ' 31 Elizabeth Freeth ' 32 Assistant Cirru ' ation Manager Martin Mahoney Secretaries Evelyn Rowland ' 30 Louise Sawlfji ' 30 Advertising Staff Sue Harper ' M Buth Ogren ' 30 Frank Soule ' 30 Faculty Adviser P. B. Brown Mae Raymond ' 30 Constance Nash ' 31 Alfred Dexly ' 30 Ten Contributions Printed in the ReHector 1929-1930 i Noi including tliis issue) ' 30 K. Burnett ' ' Auto Mechanics ' ' — January William (Jurtni ■ • The Mystery ' ' —Ma reh Margaret De Boer ' ' lademoiselle Butterfly- ' ' — J annary ' ' Comus ' ' — March ' 31 Benj. Elkington M3 ' Visit to the Mammoth Caves of Kentucky ' ' — March Charles French The Black Albatross — January ' ' Guess Who ' ' —March D. Gaffney A Four Act Comedy — November Karl Gardner Latest Invention — Protection Against Wives ' ' — November Misuses of the Telephone — November Arthur Garland A Rolling Stone — Januarv Is Our Past Ahead of Us ? ' ' — March Muriel Golby ' ' Julius Caesar ' ' — March R. A. Hay ward The New Neighbors —March Edward Higgins Dye, Dyed, Dead — Januarv ' 30 Evelvn Rowland ' ' Buddy ' s Ride ' ' —March R. Kibbey ' ' Strange Quest ' ' — January Mae Raymond ' ' Human Driftwood ' ' — January Ruth Reed The Telling of the Tale — March ' Poppies ' ' — November Harold Rudolph The Carpentry Department Caitherine Smith Historv Repeats Itself — January Elsie Stub How Do You Mean— Thanksgiving ? De Gustibus — December The Renaissance of Annie — January 0 ' Henry Sees A Doctor —March Wilbur Tirrell Study Room Etiqnette — November ' esley Williams Old Man Noah — November Speaking of Sleeping — January Whatever Goes Up Must Come Down — .Alarch ' 31 W. Cushir.g The McNutts Swear Off — January Fred Croto The Printers Take A Trip — March Marjorie Didion Fate, or My Descent to the Under- world ' ' — January Myrtle Pray My ' isitor — November A Certain Pretty Junior — December ' ' Hot An- ' ' — Mareii ' 32 Marjorie Cass A Case of Mistaken Identity — Novem- ber Russell Dexheimer The Lawrence Airport Mvsterv — I. Smith ' ' Thanksgiving Day ' ' — November Gertrude Tirrell The Hard Part of English — -Tanuary Doris Upton ' 33 ' ' More Precious ' ' — March Me and My Friend Sid — November ' 33 Richard Byrne Yellowness or Nerve — November Carol Seach ' ' Seniors ' ' — November Yourself and Nobody Else — January J. H. S. Lucille Chandler ' ' Autumn Sunset ' ' — November Pauline Frazier ' ' The Pirate ' ' — November John Newton ' ' Smiles — Januarv Twilight — March Martin Rinaldi To the Sea — March ' ' The Albatross ' ' — November Marjorie Ward ' ' November ' ' — November Eleven Twelve (ClaHB iMnttn GIlaBfi OInlorB ' ' Rejoice, W Co?iguer ' ' B ue and Qjold Rejoice, we conquer! is our cry, Flun - as a challenge to the sky. Behind us Youth ' s coura i ' eous fli rht, Before us Life ' s inspirino ' lijjht. A new-born day, yet in its pale. Awaits the test ; we shall not fail To sow the seed of honesty. And triumph o ' er adversity. Rejoice, we conquer! Along the path of mystery, As Heaven guides our destiny, We then must strive to set the pace For future leaders of our race. And, when beset by toil and strife, Remember ye that God is life. And He will hear our pleas on high. Recipients of His grace, we ' ll cry, Rejoice, we conquer! Mae Raymond iFflur f rar Manor Snll MARY DI LORENZO RUTH BELLA REED ISABEL ANNA HAWLEY lONA JESSIE SEACH Thirteen Salutatory Address FORWARD LET US RANGE Rt ' th Bella Reed Welcome ! We, the class of 1930, cordially welcome you who are gathered here today. Some think of this as graduation ; others, as commencement. Graduation brings with it the thought of something completed. And while it is -satisfying to have completed a journey, yet we feel a tinge of sadness at the end of any road. So let us think of this as commence- ment, the glorious beginning of another flight, ourselves piloting our ships through the blue. Mothers and fathers, and those dearest to us, we welcome you. Our School Board, our Superintendent of Schools, and our Principal, who have cooperated in the development of our splendid schools, we extend to you our greetings. Aiul to you who have been the pioneer rangers guiding us, by your blazed trails, through the wilderness of studies to the world of knowledge, our teachers, greetings. What a wealth of surprises, joys, and sor- rows we can understand in the one word (jrectings. All tlirough life we face new tasks, greet new situations. From the Stone Age and Eolithic man to the present day of the air- plane and the radio, from a lower order to a higher order, by whatever theory you will, man has developed. Through the ages man has greeted new things. Through the past three hundred years, even, great changes have come about. In the year 1620, after the Plymouth Com- pany had made three futile attempts to es- tablish a colony, the Mayflower landed a small group of determined Pilgrims on the stern and rockbound coast of Cape Cod. And in the Mayflower Compact, signed in the cabin of the little ship whose name it bears, Massa- chusetts had lier beginnings, the fir.st instance of comi)lete self-government in the New World. Suffei ' ings and privations almost beyond the power of human endurance fell to the lot of the brave colonists ; but their efforts were re- warded. Eight years later John p]ndicott and three hundred others founded at Salem a colony which they called the Massachusetts Bay Colony. Meanwhile, the Reverend Wil- liam Blackstone had come to Wessagus.set, in September, 1623, with the Robert Gorges Com- pany. Two years later he had removed to Shawmut, now Boston. In the year 1630 Gov- ernor Winthrop brought fifteen hundred col- onists to the shores of Boston Harbor. While he was searching for fresh water, he found Mr. Blackstone, the only white inhabitant of Shawmut, sitting by his spring and accepted his invitation to settle with him in Shawmut. Prom that time on, Massachu.setts grew rapidly. It became an integral factor in the history of the United States. Behold Massa- chusetts today and see what the last three hundred years have brought! W hat will the next three hundred bring ? When our posterity prepare for the six hundredth anniversary of the founding of our state, will they look back on us as we do on our Pilgrim and Puritan ancestors, — with pro- found respect and yet with a little pity ? Will they wonder how we managed to eke out a livelihood in this undeveloped age ? Will they think us narrow-minded and say that Russia was ahead of her age? Exactly what will come to pass, only time can tell. But what do we wish the next three hundred years to bring f This calls for a long stretch of the imagina- tion. That length of time may be sufficient to produce our ideal world, a world in which scirnee will have made such rapid strides that we shall know what electricity is ; and that Ein.stein ' s theory will b? taught in high schools. We wish Boston still to be the Hub. Under her patronage we would have a second Augustan Age — the golden age of literature in the New World. To effect this, we must have an even more liberal educational .system. But above all, we would have brotherhood. It was after the Revolution that the colonists learned they could not survive independently. They had worked together to obtain their freedom ; they continued working together to keep it. Every year we are realizing to a greater de- gree what world brotherhood would mean. Ed- win Markham must have had this in mind when he wrote, There is a destiny that makes us bi ' others; None goes his way alone. In the next three centuries we hope. too. for Fourteen the condition of perfect peace which we have recently been tryiiifi ' so earnestly to obtain and which can come only when nation shall not lift up sword against nation, neither shall they learn war any more. ' ' But, friends, what the years will bring de- pends upon us. By our building today, al- though we may not finish the .structure, we in- fluence its architecture. The foundations of the .structure of Massachusetts in 2230 have al- ready been laid by eight generations of our ancestors. We must carry on the construction. If our bit be faulty, how can our posterity be built firmly . The future depends upon us, upon our ideals. A new order of society is in the making. A few generations ago there was little time for the niceties of life ; people were too busy with their practical affairs. But now, we are begin- ning to have more leisure. Bruce Barton says : Another generation will not have as its heroes either soldiers or captains of industry. It will give its praise to those men and women, who. inheriting larger leisure, develop the technique of ttioughtfulness and practise kind- ness as an art. In the year 490 B. C. the Persians threatened Athens and bade that queenly city offer slaves ' tribute to Persia. The Athenians, hard- pre.ssed, sent Pheidippides, their fleetest run- ner, to Sparta for aid. But the Spartans, be- cause of an ancient super.stition, refused. On his return, Pheidippides met the god Pan in the forest. Pan promised aid to Athens, and, as a reward to Pheidippides, release from the racer ' s toil. The runner returned to Athens bearing this message. In the battle of Mara- thon, which followed, Athens was victorious. Once again Pheidippides ran, this time to the Acropolis, with shouts of joy on his lips. But l)reath served him only to say, Rejoice, we con(}uer! Pan had kept his word; Pheidip- pides ' reward — immortality. When we shall have been as noble mothers and fathers, as wise teachers, to our children, as ours have been to us ; when we shall have contributed our best toward the progress of the next three liundred year.s, we, too, may say, Rejoice, we conquer! Valedictory Address TREASURE loNA Jessie Seach Pirate gold ! In every mind rises a picture of grim corsairs. There is the long tropical beach of golden sand overcast by the shadows of cocoanut palms. The smiling sea stretches outward to eternity on every side — but hush ! Winding stealthily through the palm grove, comes a tram of strange men bearing upon their shoulders a huge, brass-bound oaken chest. They set it down carefiilly on the beach, and immediately begin to dig a deep hole under the direction of a fierce buccaneer, who appears to be their captain. He toys with a great horse pistol, and swears lustily as the men begin to sweat in the heat of the noon- day sun. At last the chest is lowered into the hole, and buried deep under the shifting sands. The workers mop their brows in relief. But as they turn to find their way back to the lofty Kship whose masts are seen topping the trees far to the left, they face — the captain. His lips curl in a scornful smile as he steps forward, a loaded pistol in each hand and two more in his belt. He throws back his dark head and laughs cruelly. Then, still with muttered oath, he fires. One by one they fall, until the small company lies dead about his feet. Then, still laughing fiendishly, he walks away to make his secret map. The picture fades, but the .spirit of adven- ture remains, stimulated, perhaps, by thoughts of the contents of the brass-bound chest. Those days are over, and nearly all the pirate gold has been recovered, but there is still great treasure to be found in life. It is hidden, certainly, but finding it usually af- fords more pleasure than having it. We shall all go treasure hunting some day. Let us start now to consider the necessities for a .successful voyage. First of all, we shall need to put our whole Fiffeen lieart into tlic undertaking. The spirit of tlie old buccaneer is absolutely indispensable. Who can seek treasure properlj ' if ho has not an all-consuming desire to feel the gold run through his hngers as he dips his hands into the treasure chest ? We must have confi dence, too, confidence in the existence of the treasure, even though we spend years and years in fruitless search. Treasure hunting means long and patient scanning of the liorizon for a glimpse of the wave-washed isle that we seek. Our next most ])ressing need is, of course, a ship. Each one of us has partial, if not complete, supervision over his own vessel, and whether or not it is seaworthy when the stresses and strains of the stoi ' m break upon it, is largely due to our present engineering methods. If we build a healthy body now and do not abuse it later, it will certainly stand by us to the end, and carry us safely into port. So let us build our bodies as the builders build their ships, using not sandalwood, but sturdy oak ; not silver, but steel, both .strong and rugged materials, well-adapted to the rough seas we shall meet. And when our craft is lau.iched, let us sail her skilfully through deej), safe channels, so that she will not be broken upon the rocks nor stranded on the shoals. Upon the health of our bodies depends the health of our minds. It is difficult to think those long, long thouglits when we are feeling sick and weary, and we are not very likely to feel the jioetiy in blue skies and bright fields when we are perpetually on the brink of the grave. A clean, happy, healthy mind is an asset of immeasurable value in treasure hunting, for our mind is the captain of our ship, and very often the success of the entire expedition de- pends upon the sweetness of the leader ' s dis- position. No crew will do its best for a sour, unplea ' sant captain ; so it behooves us to think ever of the sunny seas beyond, even though we are preparing for the inevitable squalls close at hand. We must be tolerant, too, and impartial, for the most unpromising looking fcdlow often proves to be our best sailor, and we cannot af- ford to lose fir.st-class seamen through petty prejudice. Courage, activity, and alertness are also essential in tiic make-up of an able b:)died captain, who can navigate correctly and finally bring the ship to harbor. Then there is our crew of faithful friends and advisers, who staj- by the captain till the ship goes down. Wiiether the voyage is long or short, they are always ready to haul at the ropes and to work on the sails, and, if the cap- tain is fair with them, they will be honest and fair with him. The type of friends that we at- tract is largely dependent upon the kind of person we are ; so if we wish to be surrounded by jolly, sensible, honest people we must try to develop these characteristics in ourselves. Now comes a far more delicate considera- tion — that of capital, a highly desirable thing. It is far easier to sail safely out of the har- bor when we have enough to pay a pilot to steer us past the bars, than it is to feel our own way out, although the latter course is possible. But far more important than our capital is the chart — our pirate map. Our schooling and our books show us where to find Treasure Island and how to get there. The best course is already mapped out for us by those who have sailed before. The rocks and the reefs are marked clearly xipon our chart, and directions for avoiding them are written beneath. Education, whether it is gained by painstaking, individual work, or whether it is given freely by schools and colleges, is almost a necessity for a successful voyage, because it is the only means of secur- ing a faithful chart. A ship without a chart is as useless as if it had no rudder, for, in either ease, it must float aimles.sly about, go- ing nowhere and finding nothing, until it strikes upon the rocks and founders miserably. There remains only the code of the sea, whieli is learned through quiet observation and kind-heartednes.s ratlier than through books and colleges. It is common knowledge that every ship must lend a helping hand to a sister in dis- tress, that derelicts must be towed to shore whenever possible, and that dangerous rocks and reefs must be charted so that others will not blunder upon them. Tliese are duties that cannot be shirked. But there is the jolly cama- raderie of the sea — the dipping of the colors as a ship goes by, and the firing of salutes — tiny courtesies, but ones that give courage to the outward bound. Sixteen There are lejiends, too, passed down from time immemorial. We must never kill the sea birds, for thi v are the souls of dead sailors, and we shall see the Phantom (Ship as we round the Cape of Good Hope. But the code of the sea will come to us as we watch our fellow nuni and learn to please him. Now our equipa ie is complete. Everything ' has been given to us by kind and loving hands. It is for us now. to navigate carefully and bring our vessel into port. Mothers and Fatho ' s: We can never repay our debt to you, who have built our ship and helped us to gam our capital and to learn sea- courtesy. IScltnol Co))imi tce and Supcrintcndoif, Principal and Teachers: We are sincerely grateful to you for our well-trained captain, for our jolly crew, and for the priceless charts you have given us. We thank you all ! ! Clas ' imates: We are now ready to sail out on the high seas of life. We are leaving the har- bor on a long treasure-hunt. What that treas- ure will b cannot yet be told, for each of us seeks a ditferent end, and what is pirate gold to one is mere wood for another. But what- ever the treasure we find, it will surely be worth while. Now our sails are set and our sailors are sing ' ng sea ctianteys as they merrily weigh the anchor. May we safely reach our destina- tion with fair winds and a calm sea ! Outline of Staff Work for Year An idea which was more noticeable among the student body was the student opinion. This was an advertising stunt an d resembled a Literary Digest poll. It was found that out of 677 responses, 94 ' c bought the Reflector, 97% read it, and 86% preferred the magazine to the news leaflet. The most alarming fact dis- covered was that only 27% of the school con- tributed material to the Reflector. Preference in the subject matter was expressed as follows : IMystery Stories 84 %o Jokes 87 %o Humorous 74%, Crystal Ball 79 %o Adventure 59%) School News 77 %o Romance 53% Cartoons 71% Plays 14% Athletics 61% Small Boy Hy c 13 ' r Personals 44% Our sales wert helped appreciablj ' by the po iers made for the January i.ssue in Miss Wagg ' s English classes. Several new columns were introduced and inti re t was aroused in the Trade School by trade articles. Better sports and more of them were demanded by the student opinion and this we have tried to do in the final number. Th3 Crystal Ball was bettered. Although the ])oetry was not much to speak of, we have had rare good luck with our stories. Besides the woi ' k done, the staff enjoyed themselves at four meetings of the Southeast- ern Massachusetts L?ague of School Publica- tions — at Middleboro, Holbrook, Hanover, and Milton. We u.sually had supper at a church, served by the town or troop of Girl Scouts or the girls of the school. Before supper were de- partmental meetings; after supper were re- ports and an entertainment — dancing, a play, and the like. There was usually a speaker-of- tiie-evening, too. Brief of Senior Class Play The Annual Senior Class Play, ' ' Come Out of the Kitchen, ' ' a comedy in three acts, writ- ten by A. E. Thomas, and based on the story of the same name by Alice Duer Miller, was held June 6, 1930. It Avas directed by Flora Ilaviland McGrath. Come Out of the Kitchen is an amusing story of the adventures of four young South- erners who, in time of povorty, act as servants in their oAvn home. The cast of characters was : Olivia Uangerfield, alias Jane Ellen, Anne Hainan; Elizabeth Dangerfield, alias Ari- minta, Mary DiLorenzo ; Mrs. Palkner, Tuck- er ' s sister, Helen O ' Halloran; Cora Falkner, her daughter, Christine Blair; Amanda, Olivia ' s Black Mammy, Margaret DeBoer ; Burton Crane, from the North, Joseph Tobin, Thomas Lipperts, statistical poet, Frank Soule; Solon Tucker, Crane ' s attorney and guest, Francis Kelley; Randolph Weeks, Agent of the Dangerfield ' s, Melvin Sherman. The stage manager was Ralph Hayward; assistant stage manager, Warner Abbott;, propertv men, E. Fisher, Chairman, E. Hig- gins, C. Duffy, A. Garland, C. French, T. Gro- gan; advertising manager, T. Barker; and business manager, Wes. Williams. Anne Hainan, ' 30 Seventeen Listen, my children, and you shall hear Of the rise and fall in cnir career. Class History Feeshman Year, ' 26- ' 27 On September 6, 1926, a group of awe- stricken children were ushered with wide- eyed wonderment into that great hall of fame — Weymouth High School. The sophisticated seniors made us feel small and humble, and Mr. Brown made us acquainted with his blood- curdling yells. We seemed to grow, after the Freshman Party, for it was a huge success. Mr. O ' Don- nell iiad a great time matching the seniors with the freshmen. Another interesting day was Doll Day. freshmen of all sorts and sizes brought the dolls that they still treasured. The operetta, The Belle of Barcelona. provided the audience with moments of sus- pense and laughter. The style show, sponsored by the sewing de- partment, gave some of the fr shmen their first stage appearance. As the year drew to a close, we lo-it our basli- fulness and gained the appearance of self- confidence that carried us through our sopho- more year. Sophomore Year, ' 27- ' 28 With our entrance into the sophomore year, we, the class of 1930, learned what it is to study. We entered school feeling perfectly at home, and walked about with heads high in the air, looking down upon our unsophisti- cated freshmen. In spite of all our hard work and sMidying, we often managed to have a little fun. Un- thought of talent was discovered on Freak Day when we noticed the admiring glances of the UDper-classmen. A very memorable event (to some) was the start of Afternoon Sessions held in Room 114, which we naturally ac(|uaint with Mr. Brown and his twenty nights. A new sport was begun when Mr. Griffin organized a hockey team. Of course, the girls couldn ' t miss the Senior Style Show, so many feminine mem- bers of the class went to get hints on the latest thing. Eighteen The operetta, Lelawala, gave some of our talented classmates the chance to appear on the stage and to provide the audience with thrills and laughter. The days flew swiftly by, and we had the glorious feeling that our first half of our school career was over and that we were to enter the following September as upper-class- men. Junior Year, ' 28- ' 29 In September, 1928, we entered our junior year with an elation due mostly to the fact that we were now entitled to vote for class officers. The campaign of 1928 resulted in the follow- ing elections : President. Philip Brackett ; Vice-President, James Branley ; 2nd Vice- Presidenft, Karl Gardner ; Secretary, Alice Hutchison ; Treasurer, Barbara Grieves ; Class Marshal, Joseph Lukis. Meanwhile, preparation for the Junior Party was under way. This proved to be an- other great success and caused much fun and enjoyment for all attending. The operetta, Captain Crossbones, drew a large audience and certainly went over the top. This was followed with a motion picture Hold ' Em, Yale! for the benefit of the athletic association. Before the year ended we h id held several class meetings and were gettiu r well prepared for our .senior year, when we c tuld be examples to other students. Senior Year, ' 29- ' ?0 In the fall of 1929 we entered the most im- portant year of our school-days. We started the year by welcoming the Freshman Class with an entertainment and dance. All the bashful freshmen (and some sen ' ors!) were pulled into the midst of the fun and dancing by Mr. ' Donnell who, by the way, danced to a few tunes himself. The teachers gave a play later in the year to help defray athletic expenses. Everyone en- joyed the very amusing performance So This is London. We didn ' t know that we had such fine actors and actresses among our faculty. This success was soon followed bv another given by the students of the High School, un- der the direction of Mrs. McGrath and Miss Canning. The costumes, humor, and music of the Operetta, Up in the Air, will not soon be forgotten. During the months of March and April we held many class meetings to make arrange- ments for graduation. The boys are to wear black bow ties, blue coats, and white trousers. It is very difficult to foretell what the girls might wear! Hasty preparations were made to select a photographer. Purdy ' s was chosen as the best studio, and finally everyone had his picture taken. Why are we so vain ? The cast for the Senior Play has just been chosen, and we expect to have a good many laughs. The name of the play is Come Out of the Kitchen! Graduation is just around the corner, and with it the class of 1930 is to b? launched on its career into another world, the world of ex- perience. We expect misfortunes and down- falls ; but with these, too, we expect our measure of success, for we have worked and done our best. Our advice to the students en- tering the High School, which we must now leave, can easily be given in just three words — Do Your Best. Isabel Hawley, Chairman John Thurberg ' 30 B. Libbetj ' 30 A. Olson ' 30 Orchestra The orchestra has had a successful season. They opened their season by playing for a gathering of Women ' s Associations, who were being entertained by the Monday Club. Later they played between the acts of the annual play of the same organization. Everyone who heard the operetta knows how much the or- chestra added to the singing. The orchestra went along with the band to Waltham, May 17 to play in the assemblies. They also plan to enter the contest next year. In accordance with the regular routine, the orchestra played for graduation. Under Mr. Calderwood ' s able leadership — with John Veerling pinch-hitting now and then — the outlook for the orchestra is promising. Editorial At the end of the year there is a tendency to let down a bit. Oh, well, it ' s the end of the year. And hot weather is hard to work in. I ' ll get down to business again next fall, is the invariably excuse one gives to himself and sometimes to others. So he merrily al- lows things to pursue their own fair ways, doing as little as he possibly can, and only half doing what he cannot entirely shirk; that ' s the easiest way of making a living. There is the same tendency in school. But did you ever stop to think what is done with half -cooked potatoes? They are put back to be cooked more. Or with half-baked cake ? It is thrown away. Or with unsatisfactory goods? They are sent back. Potatoes can be cooked more. Another loaf of cake can be made. Defective goods can be replaced. But what about half-used time, time in which things are half done because it ' s the easiest way out ? It can ' t be sent back to be used over again. And so it is with our life ; we can live it but once. Make the best use of it. If you have spring fever, take a tonic. But remember there is something worth more than making a living — making a life. R. B. Reed ' 30 Woe Is Me! ' Twas a bright and sunny daytime ; Forth the questions were all fired. Some fond classmates slowly scribbled, But the rest — we all expired ! Not a thought was in our noodles, Not a word dripped from our pens, But we sat and chewed our pencils Witli high resolves to make amends! Roxana Fields Typewriting Awards During the month of March the following typists won awards : Seniors Silver Pin Marion L. Belcher, 44 wds. Certificate Helyn Spillane, 1st year type. Juniors Certificates Ruth Cormack Elsie Peterson Marie Cheverie Viola Goldswopthy Nineteen Class Prophecy Little did T droaiii, at tlic time I assumed this responsibility, to what -ar ' antnan pro- portions this task would attain. Unfortunately neither I nor my co-workers are blessed with (, ' lairvoyance, and for a time it was thought that the class must be content with mere guess- work on our part. Then I luid my gi ' eat idea. I went into consultation with Flannelmoutli and with his aid and that of the Crystal Ball we have prepared an account of the futures of luiorring exactitude. Its accuracy may astound and pin ' haps disappoint you. Do not blame us for that; we relate only what has been re- vealed to us. It is only once in a lifetime that such revelations are made, and we should drop our what-is-to-be-will-be attitude and ac- cept them in. the trustful spirit which is their just due. Therefore, we, the undersigned, in conjunc- tion wnth Flannelmouth, submit the following as a faithful representation of the future ac- tions of this class of 1930. Karl Gardner, CJuiirtDdv Rohert Burreli Edwin TJiomas Willard. BisJwp Wdrner Ahboit Draftsman for the Elco Shipbuilding Com- pany. Drop in anytime and give him a haiul — you ' ll get a hand, too, oi;tside. Gilhert Arnold Gibby was torn between his desires for thf sea and for music. He finally compromised by becoming attendant in a Turkish bath. Kafhrijn Bailey Kate entered a Marathon dance, but it didn ' t do any good. She gained five pounds. ' Theodore Bancroft Assistant bandmaster for Sousa. Sousa has looked forward to Ted ' s graduation so that he niight be assistant in the saxophone sec- tion. Thomas Barker Song and dance man for Keith ' s. A regular whispering tenor. He got that habit in 214. Winnie Bedford Winnie is a member of a profession hitherto occupied by men. She ' s a tree surgeon. She has grafted apples onto the pines in back of the school. Marion Belcher Marion, too, has invaded man ' s province and become a pluml)er. And furthermore, she never forgets her tools. Aiidrewena Bell Andy is a re])orter. She had the last treaty all signed months before they got around to it. Era hernicr Eva just starved to death in Pans, trying to order a meal in French. LiJlidii Bic knell Lillian is a singer of note She refuses to reveal the note, though. Willard Bishop The saxophonist who replaced Rudy Wein- doff as Rudy Vallee ' s idol. Charles Blackivell The person that put the clam in the clam digger of N. Weymouth. Gwendohin Blanchard (iwen just bought out Cain ' s. Siic liclicvcs in protecting home industrv. Philip Bracketf Our gift to travelling salesmen. lie some- times puts thinsi ' s across very neatly. He is going to Hawaii to sell bailed hay — or oil stoves, perhaps. Ja) u ' s Branlei -lim, conti-aiy to all expectations, is a flag- l)ole painter. Half the people of Bo.ston have the roofs of their mouths sunburned from watching him work. Ida Brara Undecided whetiier to take u]i nnisic or art. Ida is now working in a mail-order house. The word is mail. Margaret Brown Margaret has the largest collection of rub- ber heels in the country. WIkmi it is com- plete, she is going to donate it to the leather- heeled teachers at W. H. S. Dorothy Bryer Dot is now telephone operator. Thus w ' ex- plain wrong numbers. Put another nickel in the slot, please — I beg your pardon, there is not. Twenty ftEFLECTOIt Robert Burr ell Member of the Boston Bruins and second l)aseman for the Yanks. Babe shows g ' reat promise for both of these positions, at least, watch his dust ! llarrij Carrell Harry is a raciii - driver. His latest record is V-Vl. ' .] ni. p. h. Unfortunately Harry be- came slightly confused, the result being that the last half of the trip was in the air. Wallace Carroll Wally is now a deep sea diver. They say he was forced into it by a nagging ' wife. Antoinette Ciriglkino Ann teaches Russian at Heidelberg, spelled R-u-s-s-i-a-n. Frederick Clark Competitor for the Davis Cup. When he gets it he promises all a drink. God save Volstead. Phyllis Clark Well-known aviatrix. Always had towering ambitions. Mary Cody The only woman bus driver. They say that all the handsome seniors from S. Weymouth inspired this. Barbara Cole Barbara fainted while demonstrating her line of roller skates. The only thing that would bring her to was spirits of hartshorn. Kenneth Corridan He aspires to own a dancing school on Boylston Street. He wants to teach anaes- thetic dancing. Georgiana Crawford Gena is responsible for all the German societies springing up all over the country. Her heartfelt love of German inspired this move. Norman Curtin Norm, don ' t ever let me catch you hanging around dance halls again. Strange how little we change. William Curtin General Comic man. His latest song is Sing You Sinners, except at 11 :45. Then it ' s ' ' Ring you Dinner-bell. ' ' Margaret DeBoer Peg recently won the Nobel Prize in litera- ture. Her book was The Sailor ' s Sweet- heart. Eugene De Coste Gene is now on the Olympic team under the management of Ii-. Lilia. They load the starting gun with rock salt. This method has got four straight wins for Gene. Clarence Delorey Clarence is noted for his great proficiency with fire-arms. His chief game seeins to con- sist of earthworms ami ants. liussell Denbroeder In a few years he will replace the most noted Latin professor at Harvard. Tlien Latin will be Greek to most of them. Mary Di Lorenzo Mary has become a close competitor of David Saville Muzzey, and W. H. S. is in hopes of getting a history wliich doesn ' t need outlining. Robert Doble Bob is now a bull-fighter. He says, ' ' Red was always my favorite color, even in High School. ' ' Ellsicorth Dolan Ellie owns the greatest number of cars ever owned by one man. And he has no trouble filling them, either. Richard Dorley Dick wants to be a bank president. He wants to dictate to someone so bad that he ' s sure of the job. He ' s even bought a Dictator-Six. William Doyle We had the hardest time finding Bill. We finally found him in Missouri, being shown. Paul Driscoll Paul, we find, is now working for the Ar- row Collar Co. You ' ve all .seen him in the subways. Charles Duffy Charlie attends a normal school. There are plenty of girls there, and time doesn ' t hang heavily on his hands at all. Adelaide Dyment Laddie is now busy killing hens. She always was good on fowl shots. Benjamin Elkington Benny has had a terrible time. He shot his reflection in the mirror the other day and suffered for weeks in the belief that he was dead. Elmer Fisher Great golfer. Chick started a row the other day when he handed in a score of 52. He wouldn ' t tell what he got on the second nine, however. Twenty-one Alice Flynn Alice visited a sail-yard the other day and had three dresses made before she was forced to leave. Ve ' ra Fogleholm Vera is back in W. II. S. afjain. Don ' t be misled ; she is teaching- luncli to the fresh- men. They all say it is their favorite sub- ject. Edward Foley Ed has fyrown into a o-reat diplomat. lie g:ained his early experience throufjh his f2:reat ability to oet along with the teachers. Charles French Charlie is another singer. You ' ll find him demonstrating bathtubs in the best plumb- ing establishment in Boston. Dorothff Gaffney Dot is the newly-chosen dancing champion. Someone put a liornet in her shoe, and then locked the doors. Harriet Gardner Harriet has added a new honor to her type record. Two words per one half second. It was done with both elbows, the words b e- ing hclkaobvd 1,5 and ;-zkuij, which, we are told, mean something awful in Russian. Karl Gardner Karl now owns a well-known roof garden. It is rumored that his years at W. H. S. helped him in his rise to fame. Arthur Garland We don ' t know whether Art is going into the poultry or carpet business. He feeds his hens tacks and evidently expects them to lay carpets. Leonard Gehhard A teacher at a riding school. Lately Lennie has taken it upon himself to ride horses. At whose expense? The horse ' s and Len- nie ' s. Frances Gilbody Frances has done what all business men despaired of long ago. She runs a buggy- whip store and it pays ! Theodore Joseph Baumeister Ted is a parachute jumper. He forgot his parachute recently, but fortunately came out of it with only a broken hip and five fractured ribs. Robert Gilman Burnett Extract is the champion little strong man. When he has to chang a tire all he does is roll the car over on its side, thus avoiding the trouble of a jack! Robert Edtvard Clark Rivets had intended to be a carpenter, but felt that he ought to live up to his knick- name, so he is now a steel worker. He catches them in a bucket. Russell Edward Decoste Russ is president of the Society of Look- ers Through the Wrong Ends of Tele- scopes Dr. Seuss is an honorary member as is Prof. Lucifer K. Butts. Alfred Minot Dcnly Al runs an advertising house. His trade in- cludes Chry.sler Motors, Standard Oil, and C. R. Denbroeder ' s. Sales have increased Walter Leonard Doble Walter has turned humanitarian. He is now trying to interest the Central Africans in football. It ' s all for their own good, he claims. Ernest Eacobacci Ernie has given up his trade and become a steeplejack. He hung by his knees and held his pail in his teeth while painting the bridge over the herring run. Ehvin Lester Goodwin Twin is now a Congressman. His irreproach- able vocabulary at High School has in- creased bv a few more words such as Lob- byist and tariff. El wood Veston Goodwin Twin has gone into the construction busi- ness. He has bids for the special P. M. ses- sion building at W. H. S. Alton Warren Harris Alton has paved the sidewalks of South Weymouth with broken gla.ss. The shoe business must be terrible. Fred Jalmar Hanhisalo Honey has gone to Hollywood and joined up with the other great honey, Nancy Carroll. She was impressed at once by his manly bearing. Roger Snmner Hodges Pr ep has entered the ranks of the taxi- dermists. His chef-d ' oeuvre was a jelly- fish stuffed with ice. Twenty-iwo Entcst Alhi ' rt lloustiutn Stanley lli ' ald is now i ' ivin i ' thanks for the blessing ' of Howzy. Ilis sellino- of wooden shoes to floor-walkers brou ' ht both a for- tnne. Frank Newell Jones Frank always had a likinp ' for red lanterns. If youll s ' o to his house some time, you can see his collection. He is what you might call a connoisseur. Niilo Vietor Karsfunen Finn is the only man to repair a car and mak? it o-o without the motor. The motor was dead anyhow, he says, so what use was it to the car? James Loekhart Of all the shoemakers in the world, Loekie is the only one to make a last last to the last. Mill i(i)n Mil rkarian Bill has set up his leather store in the resi- dential section of Boston. lie resoles the sl ' ppers of the papas wlio walk the floor nights. Williinn Pithnie ' ri Bill was always an optimist. He prints the obituary list of school teachers. Robert Perrow Bob is in great demand at the Weymouth links. He recently went out with seven balls, lost four, and came back with ten. Harold Arvid Rudoph Rudy has often been confused with Mr. Vallee. His proficiency on the musical saw is a great combination of his carpentry train- ing and his musical ( ' ?) tendencies. Norman GiJligan Well-known mural painter. -lust finished doing 213 in an emerald g ' reen. Bertha Ginsberg Gym teacher at Harvard. She likes the dumbbells. Muriel Golhij You will see Muriel at the letropolitan any time — giving out tickets as usual. Barbara Grieves The girl who replaced Texas Guinan as the toast of New York. Guess who ' s with her in this. Thomas; Grogan- Made a hit at Miami beach as the bov with it. Anne Hainan Anne has never got over that Hainan- Grieves giggle. We have attended to Bar- bara. She has made a hit in Giggling Gertie. Grace Hart Grace boasts the largest following of the stronger sex in the F. S. She cliallenges one and all withoiit any consideration whatso- ever. Je ' nnette Hawes Receiver of the Nobel prize in physics for the year 1940. Thank Mr. Whittle, Jean- nette. Isabel Hau ' leg Isabel is not doing as well in business as she should. It seems that every time she takes up tlie telephone she says, Send Karl Gardner to the office. And this spoils her trade. Ralph Hay ward Ralph, too, has gone back to Missouri, whence he originally came. Edward Higgins Ed has actually found what makes the tower of Pisa lean, and has used his knowl- edge with such success that he is now wath Barnum as the living skeleton. Eleanor Hopkins Eleanor has overcome her shyness and now presides over the public speaking classes at the Deaf and Dumb Institute. Evelyn Hotvland Eve, much to our surprise, has settled down to literary life. Among her works are Just Men ' ' and ' ' Fickleness in the Stei ' ner Sex. ' ' Winifred Hunt Winnie can ' t be found anywhere. The last we heard she had gone to Norway to see the Midnight Sun ; unfortunately she read it Son. Alice Hutchison Alice is known as the modern Ruth Chatter- ton. Her English aliccent was acquired in a P. G. course with Mr. Brown. Richard Hgnes Dick has finally undersold his rivals. But he fools them. He sells smaller eggs. Elinor e Johnson Elinore is said to be a model student at her school. After extensive enquiries we find this to be the William ' s Art School at Wey- mouth. Twenty-three kEFLECTOIt Eunice Johnson The only girl who ever walked back from a bus ride. She forgot her books. CamiUa Jorgensen Inventor of the ' ' lunch-check automat. ' ' Just put a nickel in the slot ; heads you get your check and your money back ; tails, try again. Francis Kelly Kel has Grantland Rice and Bill Cunning- ham stopped forty ways as a sports writer— and has fifty ways of his own. Francis Keohan This enterprising agriculturist has de- veloped a mechanical chicken that performs all the functions of the regulation chicken, except the eating qualities. The food con- sists of a monthly dose of oil. Robert Kihhy Bob is an author, and how he auths. He produced Grisly Gore, Gruesome Ghouls, and many others of similar type. Anna Kiley Another writer. Anna writes more of the Dorothy Dix type of articles tho ' , such as How to Make the Most of a Twenty-ride Ticket. Helen Langhorst Helen has obtained permission to clean up New York. She is now taking a night course in Hebrew. I ana 8 each Still debating. The other day she convinced herself that she was wrong when she had a feeling all along that she was right. Emily Sherman Emily caused a panic the other day. She stopped smiling, and it took seven doctors to convince the startled populace that she wasn ' t sick. Melvin Sherman Mel is the chef in one of our leading hotels. Many people go away hungry because his food goes down so good that they don ' t know they ' ve eaten. Althea Smith Althea was on a torpedoed ship in the war ; she saved her life by putting an outboard motor on her ' cello and putting away. (She was alone.) Arnold Smith Bubba is now an orchestra leader. We al- ways knew he ' d make a big noise for him- self. Twenty-four Catherine Smith Catherine has become .secretary to the presi- dent. He says, We owe our escape from Prohibition to the efforts of Mi-s Smitii. Roberta Smith Bei ' ta has recently joined tlie Grand Sym- phony Orchestra. Now music hath more charms. Frank Soide Frank recently took Einstein to task for contradicting a statement of his. p]iustein apologized. Norman Spalding Norman has been chosen for the AU-Ameri- can team. His great work was forming an electro-magnet of the goal po.sts and en- closing the ball in an iron cover. William Thomas Stone Stoney has branched out from the carpentry line and is now building sky-scrapers. Some only rub slightly, though. William Edward Shanahan Bill has achieved a life-long ambition and is now a great athlete. He got his strength lifting cars in W. H. S. John Alfred Santacroce Johnnie is the most enterprising salesman around. He sold a tube of shaving cream to Santa Claus. John Gustaf Thurberg John has developed a labor-saving scheme for repairing ears. He simply puts a new car in place of the bad one. Orrin William Taber Bill is still hitting the nail on the head. He writes Advice to the Lovelorn. Raymond White Ray has taken over the taxi business. He says that his new springs make one feel that he is riding on air. Gordon Lester Wright Gordon has given up carpentry to be a jus- tice of the peace. He claims that his course in joining influenced the change. Joseph Masterson Joe has become a used-car dealer. His idea is never to sell a car without making one hundred per cent. Exception : Members of ' 30. Mary McEnroe Mary has opened a physical culture school. She ' s helping prepare higli-sehool grads to stand the rigors of college. (Continued on page 47) WAENEE MARSHALL ABBOTT General Course, Soutli Weymouth. Senior Party Coni- mittee, 4; Class football, ' 2; Operetta, 2, 3, 4. GILBERT WRISLEY ARNOLD Gift!; ) , Major General Course, North Weymouth. Track, 1, 2, 4; Football, 2, 3, 4; Operetta, 1, 2, 3, 4. KATHRYN PATRICIA BAILEY Kate Business Course, Weymoutli. Gym Exhibition, 1 ; Operetta, 4; Glee Club, 4; Typewriting Certificate, THEODORE JOSEPH BAUMEISTER Gideon Printing Course, South Weymouth. Baseball, 2. THOMAS EDWARD BARKER Tom General Course, North Weymouth. Entertainment Committee Senior Party, 4; Hockey, 2; Class Basketball, 4 ; Gym Exhibition, 2, 3 ; Operetta, 1, 2, 3, 4; Cheer Leader, 3. THEODORE SHERMAN BANCROFT Ted General Course, East Weymouth. Hockey, 2; Band, 1, 2, 3; Orchestra, 1, 2, 3 ; Typewriting Certificate, 3. EVA CECELIA BERNTER Eve Classical Course, North Weymouth. Honor Roll, 1; Operetta, 4. WINNIE BEDFORD Classical Course, North Weymouth. Honor Roll, 1, 2; Assistant Editor W. H. S. News. Twenty-five ftEFLECTOIt MARION LOUISE BELCHER Shnmp Business Course, East Weymouth. Gym Exhibition, 1, 3; Typewriting Certificate, 4; Typewriting Silver Pin, 4. ANDREWENA BELL Andy, Bunny Classical Course, North Weymouth. ' ' Who ' s Who, ' ' 4; Gym Exhibition, 1, 3; Basketball, 1; Assistant Editor W. H. S. News, 4. LILLIAN AUGUSTA BICKNELL Bicki Business Course, East Weymouth. Gym Exhibition, 1, 3; Refreshment Committee Senior Party, 4; Operetta, 3, 4; Glee Club, 4; Typewriting Cer- tificate, 4. WILLARD EARL BISHOP Wee, Tiny Business Course, South Weymouth. Honor Roll, 1 ; Chairman Class Party, 4 ; Operetta, 4 ; Class basket- ball, 2, 4 ; Gym Exhibition, 3 ; Typewriting Certifi- cate, 4 ; Phopheey Committee, 4. CHRISTINE KATHRYN BLAIR Chris Business Course, South Weymouth. Basketball, 2, 3, 4 : Gym Exliibition, 1, 3 ; Nominating Committee, 3; Honor Roll, 1; Cashier in Lunch Room, 4; Type Certificate, 3. GWENDOLYN GENEVIEVE BLANCHARD ' ' Gwen ' ' Business Course, East Weymouth. Gym Exhibition, 1, 3; Baseball, 1; Typewriting Certificate, 4. PHILIP STOCKMAN BRACKETT Phil Technical Course, South Weymouth. Track, 1, 2, 3, 4; Tennis, 1, 2, 3, 4; Football Mgr., 4; Assistant Mgr., 3 ; Class Baseball, 3 ; Basketball, 4 ; Football, 2; Gvm Exhibition, 1, 3; Operetta, 2, 3, 4; Re- fiector Staff, 2, 3, 4; German Club, 4; Debating, 1, 2; Assembly Speaker, 3, 4; Class President. JAMES BERNARD BRANLEY Jim Agricultural Course, Weymouth. Basketball, 1, 2, 3, 4; Track, 1, 2; Baseball, 1, 2, 3, 4; Football, 1, 2, 3; Gym Exhibition, 1, 2; Class 1st Vice Presi- dent. I5IP 1930 IDA BEAVA Business Course, Weymouth. Gym Exhibition, 1 ; Operetta, 3 ; Typewriting Certificate, 3. MARGARET CATHERINE BROWN Brownie Business Course, East Weymouth. Gym Exhibition, 1, 3 ; French Play, 3 ; Typewriting Certificate, 3, DOROTHY LOUISE BRYER Dot Business Course, North Weymouth. Honor Roll, 4; Gym Exhibition, 3; Typewriting Certificate, 3. ROBERT GILMAN BURNETT Extract Automobile Repair Course, South Weymouth. Honor Roll, 2, 3; Trade School Exhibition, 3; Prophecy Committee, 3. ROBERT HOWARD BURRELL Babe Business Course, South Weymouth. Honor Roll, 1 ; Senior Party, 4 ; Junior Class Outing, 3 ; Baseball, 3, 4; Class Basketball, 2, 4; Tennis, 4; Gym Exhi- bition, 3 ; Class Football, 2 ; Usher at Operetta, 4, Prophecy Committee, 4. HARRY MONROE CARRELL General Course, South Weymouth. Party, 1. Freshman CHARLES WALLACE CARROLL WaJly Business Course, East Woyniorth. Basketball, 3, 4; Baseball, 3, 4; Typewriting Silver Pin, 4. ANTOINETTE MARIA CIRIGLIANO Ann Business Course, East Weymouth. Gym Exhibition, 1, 3 ; Typewriting Certificate, 3. Twenty-seven FREDERICK MORTON CLARK • ' Fred BusiiKss Coui-.SL ' , South Weyiiioutli. Tennis, 2, 3, 4; 0|)er( ' tt;i, ' 1 ' I ' ypewriting Certificate, 4; Type- writ iig Pin, 4. MARJORIE PHYLLIS CLARK Phil, Billy Classic-ill Course, Weymouth. Honor Roll, 1, 2, 3; Pic ture Committee, 4; Basketball, 1, 2, 3; Gym Ex- hibition, 1, 3; Vice-President French Club, 4; Re- jlcvtiir, 3, 4. ROBERT EDWARD CLARK Bivets Carjjentry Course, I ast Weymouth. Basketball, 2 ; Weymouth Trade School Exhibition, 3. BARBARA COLE ' • Bobbin Business Course, Soutli Weymouth. Gym Exhibi- tion, 1, 3; Typewriting Certificate, 4. MARY ISABEL CODY ' Peanut Business Course, North Weymouth. Gym Exhibi- tion, 1, 3; Typo.vriting Certificate, 3; Style Show, 1. KENNETH CORRIDAN Ken Business Course, Weymouth Landing. Chairman Ring Committee, 3, 4; Junior Party Committee, 3. OEORGIANA CRAWFORD Gena Classical Course, Weymouth. Gym Exhibition, 1; (Jernian Club, 4; Operetta, 4. NORMAN QUINN CURTIN Norm Business Course, Weymouth. Basketball, 3. Twenty-eight ftEFLECTOIt WILLIAM CURTIX Bill Business Course, East Weymouth. Gvtn Exhibition, 1, 2; Baseball, 2, 3, 4; Basketball, 2, 3, 4; Track, 1. MARGARET DE BOER Peg, Maggie General Course, South Weymouth. Gym Exhibition, 1, 3 ; Basketball, 1, 2, 3 ; Baseball, 1, 3 ; Glee Club, 4; Operetta, 2, 3, 4; Reflector, 4; Who ' s Who Committee, 4 ; Senior Play, 4. RUSSELL EDWARD DECOSTE Buss Shoemaking Course, North Weymouth. Football, 1, 2, 3, Capt., 4 ; Baseball, 1, 2, 3, Capt., 4. THOMAS EUGENE DE COSTE Gene Business Course, North Wevinouth. Gym Exhibition, 3; Track, 3, 4. CLARENCE AUGUSTUS DELORET Agricultural Course, E. Wej ' iiiouth. RUSSELL ATHERTON DENBROEDER Buss, Bed Technical Course, South Weymouth. Party Com- mittee, 3 ; Chairman Motto Committee, 4 ; Out- ing Committee, 3 ; Entertainment Committee for German Club, 4; Track, 1, 2, 3, 4; Class Basket- ball, 4; Baseball, 3, 4; Gym Exliibition, 1; Usher at Operetta, 3, 4. MARY DI LORENZO ' • Frerlles. ' • Spinach ' ' Classical Course, East Weymouth. Honor Roll, 1, 3, 4; German Club En ' eitainment Committee, 4; French Club Entertainment Committee, 4; Who ' s Who ' ' Committee, 4 ; Gym Exhibition, 1, 3 ; Oper- etta, 4 ; Secretary French Club ; Secretary German Club, 4; Senior Play, 4. ROBERT LA WSON DOBLE Bob Technical Course, East Weymouth. Football, 3, 4. ftEFLECTOIt WALTER LEONARD DOBLE Wally Slioeiiiakiiig Course, East Weynioutli. Football, 1, 2; Traek, 2; Trade School Rasoball, 2. ELLSWORTH WAY DOLAN EU;r General Course, Noith Wevniou li. Ovni Exliibltion, 3. RICIIAKl) WILLIAM DORLEY Dick ' ' Business Course, Xortli Weymouth. Gym Exh b ' .tion, I, 3, 4; 0])eretta, 3; Entertainer Freshman-Senior Party, 1, 4; Entei t iinei- Junior Party, 2, 3; Enter- tainer Benefit Pi-ture Show, 3; Typewriting Cer- tificate, 3; Typewriting Sih ' er Pin, 3; Senior Play, 4. WILLIAM JOSEPH DOY ' ' LE Bill T(chnical Course, East Weymouth. Outing Com- in ' ttee, 3; Track Manager, 4; Cross Country Man- ager, 4; Class Baseball, 3; Class Basketball, 3: German Club, 4; I ' sher .at Operetta, 4. PALTL FRANCIS DRISCOI L Pill General Course, No t ' l Weyn:outli. Party Commit- tee, 3, 4; Track, 3, 4; Gym Exlii ition, 1; German Club, 4; Usher at Operetta. 2, 3. CHARLES WILLIAM DUFFY Charlie General Course, North Weymouth. Football, 3, 4; Class Basketball, 3; Ba eba ' ll, 3: Ushvr at Oi)- re ta. 4; Senior Class Play, 3; (iraduaf ion, 3. .VDELAIDE VEDA DYMENT Laddie I ' r.-ictical .Vrts Course, South Wevmouth. Basketball, 1, 2, 3, 4: (iym Exhibition, 1, 3 4; Operott.a, 2, 3; Style Show, 1. ERXKST EACOBACCI Ernie Automobile Rejiair Course, East Weymouth. Trade School Exhibition, 3. 1930 Thirl y BENJAMIN JOHNSTON ELKINGTON, JR. ' ' Benny ' ' General Course, East Wevmouth. Gym Exhibition, 3, 4; Track, 4. ELMER RUSSELL FISHER Chid- Business Course, East Weymouth. Picture Commit- tee, 4; Football, 3, 4; Basketball, 2, 3, 4; Baseball, 2, 3, 4; Track, 1, 2; Gym Exliibitioii, 1, 2. ALICE MARY FLYNN Al Practical Arts Course, Weymouth. Gym Exliil.itioii, 1, 3. VERA INGEBORG FOGELHOLM Trc Classical Course, North Weyni -utli. Gym Exliil)i- tion, 2, 3; Basketball, 1, 2, 3; Style Show, ]. CHARLES EDWARD FRENCH Cliarlir General Course, South Weymouth Hotior Roll, 1, 2; Operetta, 4; Glee Club, 4 DOROTHY SOPHIA GAFFNEY Dot Business Course, Weymouth. Gym Exhibition, 1, 3, 4; Basketball, 1. KARL ALBERT GARDNER K Technical Course, South Weymouth. Second Vice- President; Prophecy Committee, 4; Track, 3, 4; Gym Exhibition, 3 ; Reflector, 3 ; Business Manager, 4; Gorman Club, 4; Assembly Speaker; Lincoln Program, 4; Debating Club, 1, 3. HARRIET ROSE GARDNER Busines.i Course, South Weymouth, (iym Exhibi- tion, 1, 3 ; Typewriting Certificate, 3. Th irfif-onr ' riiirtij two ARTHUR LINDSAY GARLAND Art Agricultural Course, South Weymouth. Aggie Basketball Team, 4; Operetta, 3, 4; Reflector, 4; 4-H Club, 4; State Champion Demonstrator, 3. LEONARD GEBHARD Lennie Technical Course, South Weymouth Band, 2; Oper- etta, 2. FRANCES LILLIAN GILBODT • ' Fran Business Course, East Wej ' mouth. Gym Exhibition, 2, 3, 4 ; Typewriting Certificate, 3. NORMAN AUGUSTINE GILLIGAN Iri li (icnernl Course, South Weymouth. Junior Party, 3j Baseball, 2, 3, 4; Eootball, 4. BERTHA GINSBERG Gimy Business Course, Xoith Wcyniouth. Gym Exhioi- tion, 1 ; Type Certificate, 3. NrU BIKL KATHLEEN GOLBY Duel Me Business Course, Soutli Weymouth. Honor Roll, 1; Class History, 4; Gym Exhibition, 1, 3; Typewrit- ing Certific.-ite, 4. EL WIN LESTER GOODWIN Goody Carpentry Course, Weymouth. Basketball, 1; Trade School Exhibition, 3. ' ELWOOD WESTON GOODWIN Twin Ciir])entiy Course, Weymouth. Basketball. 1; Trade School Exhibition, 3. BARBARA GRIEVES - ' Barb Classical Course, South Weyiiioutli. Junior Party. 3; Senior Party, 4; Gym Exhibition, 3; Operetta, 4 ; Class Treasurer. THOMAS GROGAX ' ' Tom ' ' Business Course, North Wevniouth. Tr.ick, 4; Gvni Exhibition, 1 ; Type Certifii-ate, 3. ANNA LOVELL HALNAN Ann General Course, East Weymouth. Entertainment Committee, 1, 2, 4 ; Motto Committee; Ojjeretta. 4; Senior Play, 4. ALTON WARREN HARRIS Slioemakiufr Course, South Weymouth. ' AV JEAXNETTE FAIRBANKS HAWES Classical C mrse, East Weymouth. Honor Roll, 1 : Class Outing Committee, 3 ; Gym P xhibition, 1, 3 : Propliecy Committee, 4. GRACE DARLING HART Crracir Business Course, South Weymoutli. Gym Exhibition, 1, 3 ; Remington Typewriting Certificate. ISABEL ANNA HAWLEY Izzy Business Course, South Weymouth. Four year honor roll; Chairman, Class History, 4; Gym Exhibition, 1; R emington Silver Pin, 3; Remington Gold Pin, 3. RALPH ALDEN HAYWARD General Course, East WeymouMi. Property Com- mission, I; Industrial Course, Jersey City, N. J.; Room Treasurer, 2; Somerville H. S. ; General Course. Thirty-tliree EDWARD POWERS HIGGINS Ed, Tub General Course, East Weymouth. Gym Exhibition, 1, 3. ROGER SUMNER HODGES Prep Shoemaking Couise, South Weymouth. WARREN LA ROY MOLLIS Hercvles tiarpentry Course, Weymouth. Basketball, 1; Trade School Exhibition, 3. HLEANOR LEWIS HOPKINS Hoppy Classieal Course, South Weymouth. Entertainment Committee, 3, 4; Refreshment Committee, 4; Gym Exliibition, 2; Cheer Leader, 3, 4. ERNEST ALBERT HOUSMAN Howzy, Ernie Shoemaking Course, North Weymouth. Football, 1, 2; Basketball, 3; Gym Exhibition, 1, 2, 3 ; Track, 2, 3. WINIFRED ELIZABETH HUNT ' ' Winnie, Blondie ' ' Business Course, East Weymouth. Gym Exhibition, 1, 3; Pianist, 1, 2, 4; Entertainer of Freshmen- Senior Party; Remington Silver Pin, 4; Secretary llcftrctor, 4. ALICE MAY HUTCHISON Al Businp.ss Course, South Weymouth. Gym Exhibition, 1, 2, 3; Junior Dance Committee; Class Secretary, 4; Remington Typewriter Certificate. RICHARD MAT ' RICE HYNES Dirk Agricultural anil Business Course, South Weymouth. Agricultural Poultry Committee, 4; 4 H Club; Wey- mouth Livestock JudgiiKj; Team, 4; Entered Wey- mouth High School September, 1929. 77 • jiiiir ELINORE WOODBURY JOHNSON Johnny Practical Arts, South Weymouth. Entertainment Committee Senior-Freshman Party ; Refreshment Committee Senior-Freshman Party; Gym Exhibi- tion, 1, 3; Cheer Leader, 3, 4; Operetta, 4. EUNICE ELIZABETH JOHNSON Business Course, South Weymouth. Honor Roll, 1. FRANK NEWELL JONES ' ' Little Pal ' ' Shoemaking Course, South Wevmouth. Footoall, 1, 2, 3; Baseball, 2; Basketball, 3. CA]VnLLA EBERHARD JORGENSEN Practical Arts, North Weymouth. Honor Roll, 1, 3; Gym Exhibition, 1 ; Lunch room cashier, 3. NIILO VICTOR KARSTUNEN Finn Automobile Repair Course, East Weymouth. Honor Roll, 1, 2, 3; Trade School Exhibition, 3. FRANCIS XAVIER KELLY ' ' Kell ' ' Business Course, North Weymouth. Rinjs; Commit- tee, 3; Junior Party, Refre hnient and Entertain- ment, ; Freshman-Senior Entertainment, 4; Senior Party Refreshment, 4; Baseball, 3; Football, 1; Basketball Class, 4; Gym Exhibition, 1; Operetta, 2; Remington Typewriter Certificate, 4; Senior Play, 4. FRANCIS LAWRENCE KEOHAX Frani Agricultural Course, Weymouth Landing. Chair- man Agricultural Poultry Committee, 4; Track, 2, 3, 4; Football, 3, 4; Cross-Country Captain, 4; Class Basketball, 3, 4 ; Wevmouth Agricultural Club, Secretary, 1, 2. 3, 4; Treasurer, 3; 4-H Club, 1, 2, 3, 4; Poultry Judging Team, 1, 2, 3, 4; Live Stock Judging Team, 3, 4; Fruit Judging Team, 3. ANNA VERONICA KILEY fi ' .si-i, Ann Business Course, South Weymouth. Gym Exliil)i- tion, 1 ; Typewriting Certificate, 4. Tliirl ii-jirc- HKLEX LANGHORST Ellen Classical Course, East Weyiiioutli. Gviii Exhibition, 1, 3. JAMES FRANK LAWLOR Techiiif-al Course. East Wcvnioutli. ' ' Goldy ' BARBARA FRENCH LIBBEY Barb Classical Course, North Weymouth. Riug Commit- tee, 3; Gym Exhibition, 1, 3; Reflector. Literary Eilitor, 4; French Club, Treasurer, 4; Class History, 4. LOUIS LILLA --Lou Te ' hnical Course, East Wevmoutli. Football, 3. 4 . Basketball, 3, 4; Track, 1. 2, 3, 4: Gym Exhibi- tion, 1, 2; (xernian Club. GRACE EMELINE LITTLE Business Course, Wevmoutli Heig hts. Grm Exhibi- tion, 1, 3. JAMES ROBERT LOCKHART Lockie Shoemakiiifj Course, East Weymouth. Baseball, 2. EVELYN LOUISE LOUD Eve Business Coui-se, Weymouth. Gym Exhibition, 1, 3. EVERETT LAWRENCE LOUD Shrimp General Course, South Weymouth. Operetta, 4. ' Iliirlij-.tix kEFLECTOIt JOSEPH WALTKR LUKIS Joe, Luly Business Couist ' , North Weymouth. Picture Coiii- inittee, 4;  Seiiior-Freshin;iii P;irty, 4; Baseball, 1, 2, 3; Football, 1, 2, 3; Captain of Football Team, 4; Gym Fxliibitioii, 1; Class Marshal. MARY AGNEvS McENROE Aggie Business Course, North Wevmouth. Gym E.xhibitioii, 1, 3. ALICE AILEEN McGRATH Bud Business Course, Elast Weymouth. Ring Committer ' , 3; Entertainment Committee Senior-Freshman Party, 4; Basketball Captain, 3; Operetta, 2, 4; Remington Typewriter Certificate, 3. DOROTHY MAY McNEIL Dot Business Course, North Weymouth. Gym E.xliibi tion, 1, 3 ; Fashion Show, 1. ALDEN SPEAR MERCHANT Bi Technical Course, East Weymouth. Band, 1, 2, 3, 4; Orchestra, 1, 2, 3, 4; Debating, 2, 3; German Club, 4. JAMES ROBERT MITCHELL Jim, Miteh Business Course, East Weymouth. Oi)erettu, 3; Remington Typewriter Certificate, 4; Senior Play, 4. GUSTAF EDWIN NELSON, JR. Technical Course, East Wevmouth. Ed HILMA NEVA Classical Course, E.-ist Weymouth. Honoi ' Roll, 1. Th h-hi-sn ' cn EUTH SELMA ELIZABETH OGREX Practical Arts, East Weymoutli. Gym Exhibition, 1 ; Advertising Staff, Reflector, 4; Fashion Show, 1. HELEN EILEEN O ' HALLORAN Bunny Business Course, East Weymouth. Junior Party, 3 ; Rings, 3; Entertainment Senior Party, 4; Enter- tainment Senior-Freshman Party, 4; Basketball, 1, 2, 3 ; Gym Exhibition, 1, 3 ; Operetta, 2, 4 ; Reming- ton Typewriter Certificate, 4; Senior Play, 4. ALICE EMILIA OLSON AJ Classical Course, North Weymouth. Who ' s Who Committee. 4; Gym Exhibition, 1, 3; French Club, 4; Style Show, 1; Class History, 4. WILLIAM PALMIERI ' ' Pitt Plato ' ' Printing Course, East Weymouth. Football, 2. LUCIAN THOMAS PAGE Technical Course, South Weymouth. ROBERT PERROW Boh Automobile Repair Course, Weymouth Heights. B;isketl all, 2; Trade School Exhibition, 3. AUBREY GENE POSEY Anh. Pansy Tccliiiical Course, North Weymouth. Senior-Fre h- in.-m I ' arty, 4: Football, 3, 4 ; Baseball, 3, 4; Bas- ketball, 3, ' 4; German Club, 4. IRENE FRANCES PURCELL Eenie Business Course, South Weymouth. Gym Exhibition, 1; Remington Typewriter Certificate, 3. J 1930 Thirty -eight ERXEST ATTWOOD RALPH Ernie, Jim Business Course, South Weymouth. Football, 2. CARRIE LOUISA RANDALL Lou Rushiess Couise, East Weymouth. Honor Ro ' .l. 12, 4; Chaiiman, Who ' s Who ' ' Conimitte.% 4; Cindy Committee, Operetta, 3, 4; As. ooi ' te Editor, W. H. S. Xe-.-s, 3; Editor-in-ehief, W. H. S. ' ' News, 4; Secretary Reflector, 4; Remington Typewriting Certificate, 3; Remington Silver Pin, 4. SADIE CLARA RAPPAPORT Business Course, Weymouth Landing. Gym Exhibi- tion, 1; S yle Show, 1; Remiug.on Typewiiti.ig Certificate, 4. MAE ELIZABETH RAYMOND Charlie Business Course, East Weymouth. Honor Roll, 2, 3, 4; Who ' s Wlio Committee, 4; Operetta Candy Comm ttee, 3, 4; Gym F]xhi ition, 1; Stvl? Sliow. 1; Assistant Editor, w. H. S. News, 3, i; S ere- tary Ecflcctor, 4; RtMuinsiton Typewriting Cer ifi- eate, 3 ; Reniii gtou Silver Pin, 4. RUTH BELLA REED Bttfiis Classical Course, North Weymouth. Four Year Honor Roll; Krftrctor, 1: Operetta, 3; Salutatory, 4. CHARLES PARNELL REIDY Charlie ri.i s ' cal Ciu.se; East Weymouth. Class Bask tb il , •2, 3; Class Baseball, 2, 3 ; ' Gym Exhibition, 1, 3. ANDREW KNOX ROBERTSON, JR. ' ' Kiioxir, Andy Business Course, Weymouth Landing. Track, 1, 2; M .nager, 3. ELEAXOR FRANCES ROWE Al (xeneral Course, East Weymoutli. Xaconia High Scliool. Thirl]! vine HAROLD ARVIU RUDOLPH Rudy f ' aijientry Course, East Weyino-.ifli. Trade Sclionl Exhibition, 3. JOHN ALFRED SANTACROfE Johnnt Printing Course, Kast Weymouth. Football, 2; Basketball, 2, 3. lONA JESSIE SEACH Iodine, Cncmr Classical Course, East Weymouth. Four Year Honor Roll; Valediftoriaii ; Ring Comniiitee, 3; Gradua- tion Decorating Committei ' , 3; iiliitertainnie it Com- mittee, French Club, 4; Gym Exhibition, 1; K( flector, 2, 3, 4, Assistant Ed. tor, 3, Editor-in-chief, 4; Debating, 1, 2, 3; French Club, 4; Assembly .S| eaker: Lincoln Pro;fi-ani, 4. WILLIAM EDWARD SHAXAHAN Spud Automobile Repair Course, East Weymouth, Base- ball. 2; R-iskethall, 2. EMILY MAY SHERMAN Lrnie Business Course, North Weymouth. Basketball, 1 ; Gvni Exhibition, 1, 3. MELYIN ELMER SHERMAN frl. Chef General Course, South Wcyniuuth. Band, 1 ; Senior Plav, 4. Footl)all. 2; ALTIIEA VFTSTA SJIITII Al General Course, E: sX Wej outli. Picture Commit- tee, 4; Gym Exhibition, 1, ' 3; Orchestra, 1, 2, 3, 4; Operetta, 4. ARNOLD SMITH Biihha Classical Cours ' , Weymouth Heights. Tiack, 1; Orchestra. 2, 3, 4; Band, 2, 3, 4. Forty ROBERTA EVELYN S riTH Berta Business Course, East Wevniouth. Party Coiniiiittee, 3; Gym Exhibition, 1, 3; Orchestra 1, 2, 3, 4; Senior Play, 4. CATHERINE LOUISE SMITH Miss Smith Business Course, South Weymouth. Honor Roll, 2, 3, 4; Nomination Committee, 3; Gvm Exhibit ■ n, 1, 3; Operetta, 3, 4; Office, 4; Typewriting Certifi- cate, 4. F ' ANK LEWIS SOULE Teehn ' cal Course. North Wevmo th. Advert ' si g. Reflector Staff; Senior Play, 4. NORMAN HOWARD SPALDING Speed Business Course, Norlh W vnio_i h. FoothMll. 4; Track, 3, 4; Baseball, 4; Ty,)e.vri in-j Certificate, 4. HELYN MARIE SPILLANE Wcj ' mouth La ' iding, Gen-ral Cnu e. Outi-ig Ccn- mit ee. 3; Gym Ex ' .iib t o , 1; Operetta, 2, 3; Glee Club, 4. JESSIE LAURA SQUEGLIA Jay n-i sip 1 Con se. East W ' ev ' n- th Gym Exhibi.ion. 1,3; Operetta, 3; German C u , T.e surer, 4. STAFFORD RAYNOR STODDARD Business Course, South Wevmouth. WILLIAM THOMAS STONE Stoney C.nrpentry Course, Weymouth. Trade School Exlii- bition, 3. Forfij-oiK ELSIE STUB Elsah, Tubby, Hangnail Classical Course, East Wej ' iiioutli. Coniniittee, 3; Technical Course, Weyiiioutli Landing. Nomination Athle ' ics ' Editor, Beflcclor, 4; Operetta, 2, 3; Gym ExIiiLitioii. 1; President, French Club, 4; German Club, 4; Tickets, Opereita and Athletics, 4; Pro- j)lK ' cy Committee, 4. ELIZABETH SYLVESTER Betty Practical Arts Course, South Weymouth. Gym E.xlii- bition, 1, 3 ; Lunch Counter, 1, 2, 3. ORRIN WILLIAM TABER Carpentry Course, Weymouth. ' ' Bin ' ' MARY ELIZABETH TAYLOR Mw Classical Course, South Weymouth. Gym Exhibition, I ; Ojn ' refta, 4; (xf rmaii Club, 4. EDWIN BENTLEY THOMAS Ed, Sed Technical Course, Weymouth Landing. Nomination Committee, 3; Track, 2, 4; Football Manager, 3; Athletics Fditor, Refieclor, 4; Operetta, 2, 3; Gym Exhibition, 1 ; President, French Club, 4; CJerman Club, 4; Tickets, Operetta, and Athletics, 4; Prophecy Committee, 4. JOHN GUSTAF THURBERG Woodcliuclc Automobile Repair Course, East Weymouth. Honor Roll, 2, 3 ; Trade School Exhibition, 3 ; Class His- tory, 3. WILBUR GREENE TIRRELL Web Classical Course, South Weymouth. German Club, 4; Track, 3 ; Prophecy Committee, 4. JOSEPH HENRY TOBIN Joe Classical Course, North Weymouth, Outing Com- mittee, 3 ; Freshman Party, 4 ; Dance, 4 ; Operetta, 3, 4; German Club, 4; Senior Play, 4; Reflector, S. JOHN RUSSELL TOWER Euss TechiJcal Coiiise, Weymouth Landing;. Track, 1, 2, 3, 4; Football, 2, 3, 4; Basketball, 2, 3; Operetta, 2, 3; German Club, 4. JEANETTE LOUISE TURNER Jean Cla ' s eal Course, East Weymouth. Honor Roll, 1; Gym Exhibition, 1, 3. ARNOLD PREBLE WARD Business Course, East Wiymouth. LEWIS WILLIAM WARNICK Lew, Louie Geucal Course, South Weymouth. Junior Party Committee, Chai ' nian, 3 ; Det-oration Committee fo.- Graduation, 3; Operetta, 4; Di-awing Club, 4. WILLIAM HENRY WASHBURN Bill Teehiii-al Course, East Weymouth. Track, 2, 3, 4; Circulafon Manager, Reflector, 4; German Club, 4; Gym Exhibition, 3. THOMAS WHITAKER Tom Bu-iness Course, South Weymouth. Football, 4; Basketball, 4; Band, 2, 3. RAYMOND PIERCE WHITE Bay Cari)entry Course, South Weymouth. Basketball, 3 : Football, 2. WILLIAM EDWARD WHITTEN Bill Technical Course, South Weymouth. Class Prophecy Committee, 4; Tennis Team, 2, 3, 4; Assembly Speaker, 4. Forty-three ftEFLECTOIt WESLEY WILLIAMS Wes, Lim Business Course, North Weymouth. Decorating Committee, 3, 4 ; Refreshment Committee, 4 ; Foot- ball, 2, 3, 4; Baseball, 3, 4; Be fleeter Stafif Artist, 3, 4; Sketching Club, 4; Gym Exhibition, 2, 3. VIRGIL VALICENTI Chicle Classical Course, East Weymouth. Refreshment Com- mittee, 4 ; Senior Party Committee, 4 ; Football, 3, 4; Track, 2, 3; Baseba ' ll, 4; Gym Exhibition, 3. LOUISE MARY VAN METER Dutchu Domestic Science, South Weymouth. Gym Exhibi- tion, 1 ; Style Show, 1. LOUISE ISABEL SAWLER ' •Charlie Business Course, South Weymouth. ' ' Who ' s Who ' ' Committee, 3; Gj ' m Exhibition, 1. 3; Assistant Ed tor W. H. S. News, 4; Secretary Reflector, 4; Remington Typewriting Certificate, 3. ALFRED MINOT DENLY Printing Course, East Weymouth. •A ' ' Note: — Picture ;it bottom right on Page 37 is tiiat of Catherine Edna O ' Brien, who is Hstevi bflmv on this page. CHARLES THOMAS BLACKWELL BlacUe Technical Course, North Weymouth. Baseball, 2, 3, 4; Operetta, 3; German Club, 4. EDWARD PETER FOLEY Ed Technical Course, North Weymouth. Motto Com- mittee, 4 ; German Club, 4. FRED J ALMAR H ANHISALO ' ' Honey ' ' Shoemak ing Course, East Weymouth. EVELYN LOUISE ROWLAND Eve, Dimples Business Course, ICast Weymouth. Gym Exhibition, 1, 3 ; Remington Typewriter Certificate. ROBERT CROSBY KIBBEY Boh South Weymouth. Oj)eretta, 4. Forty-four WILLIAM DAVID MARKARIAN BiU Shoemaking Course. East Weymouth. Football 2 GORDON LESTER WRIGHT Les Carpentry Course, Weymouth. Trade School Exhibi- tion, 3. JOSEPH FRANCIS MASTERSON Christy General Course, Weymouth Landing. Orchestra, 1. CATHERINE EDNA O ' BRIEN Ed Business Course, South Weymouth. Junior Party, Refreshment; Senior Party Committee; Operetta, 4 ; Remington Typewriter Certificate, 3. GLADYS IDA POOLE Business Course, South Weymouth. Gym Exhibi- tion, 1. u to graphs Funniest Brainiest Cleverest Prettiest Huskiest Dumbest Just Friends Agricultural Science Slioemaking Shop V ' ork Most Important Facts of Year ' s Calendar 1. Le cerclo Francais, a French Club, which consists of honor French students of the junior and senior classes has been oro-anized this year. There is no ICnglish spoken at the meetings, for the club ' s purpose is that French students may be able to speak French more fluently. The officers are as follows : Edwin Thomas, pre«sident ; Phyllis Clark, vice-presi- dent ; Mary DiLorenzo, secretary; Barbara Libby, treasurer. 2. In celebration of Lincoln ' s birthday, Mr. Hilton called an assembly in the hall. Mrs. McGrath prepared a program consisting of the Gettysburg Address, readings, a piano solo, and vocal solos. 3. In November the seniors gave the fresh- men a party. There was entertainment and re- freshments and supposedly all had a good time. Some of them, however, were very shy and liad to be dragged on the floor to dance. 4. This year Mr. Monroe has organized a Glee Club consisting of forty pupils having good voices. The Club has already been re- quested to sing at several places. 5. On the Friday before Christmas, the Junior Class held its annual party. There was entertainment and dancing, and a good time was held by all. 6. Our Annual operetta, which was this year Up in the Air, was held on Februar.y 7 and 8. We have Mr. Calderwood, Miss Can- ning, Miss Williams, Mrs. McGrath, and the students taking part in it to thank for making it such a great success. 7. This year, under the supervision of Mr. Monroe, classes in Specific Voice Training have been formed. These classes deal with the placement, culture, and power of the voice. 9. The class of ' 29 has presented to the school a fine picture of the Constitutional Convention. 10. On April 19 the new war memorial be- side the High School was dedicated. There were several students and teachers present, and the teachers sang a few numbers. Another Aggie Trip On May 2 fifteen members of the Agricul- tural Department started on their annual visit to the Massachusetts Agricultural Col- lege at Amherst. Upon their arrival, they were assigned to rooms and then went to the various points at which judging contests were about to take place. The boys participated in the.se contests and then returned to their boarding places. The boys who were at fraternity houses had an es- pcc ' ally good time, as the members of the frats did their best to make their visit an enjoyable one. After the evening meal had l)een eaten, a banquet was given to those 4-H Club members who desired to partake. After this a prize .speaking contest was held and pr ' z?s were aw ' arded for th? judging contests. Our dairy judging team, consisting of Norman Foskett, Frederick Andrews, and Kalph Minns, received the first prize, a beau- tiful cup of enormous proportions. Harold Fay placed third in the individual poultry judging contest receiving a very nice bronze medal. The next morning was spent in various ways ; mostly in inspection of the campus, fol- lowed by an explanation of the entrance re- (piiremeuts of the college and lunch. A cav- alry exhibition and a very interesting ba.se- ball game were given in spite of the wind dur- ing the afternoon. After supper the Roister Doister Society presented a play. Sunday, the teams left for home at varying intervals. The fruit team stopped to watch a large forest fire and was pressed into service as volunteer fire fighters on the front lines. The immense fire raged over the entire slopes of Nobscott ] Iountain which is between Sud- bury and Framingham. At last they had to leave the fire and the remainder of their home- ward journey was completed without any un- toward accidents. Arthur L. Garland Miss Langford : What is a draft in bu.siness? Hunt : A cold wind. Mr. Brown (choosing a part for Brutus) : Greenfield, vou will take the part of Green- field. Forty-six ftEFLECTOH PROPHECY (Continued froni paj c 21) AiJcrn Med rath Bud has started sonictliiuf: ' now. Slio runs a Day ( lub for the benefit of ni ;ht watch- men. Dorothy McNeil Dot is now running- a tea-room foi- aviators. It is named Dew Drop Inn. A! t( ' )i Spear Merchant Hiz has gone to England, where lie has en- tered Parliament as a member of the op- position. Perhaps he got ideas from Burke James Mitchell Jim is a dog trainer. He has a puj) trained so that when he throws a half dollar into the water the dog dives in and brings out a herring and thirty-five cents change. Edwin Nelson Ed is Henry Ford ' s successor. lie puts out a one-cylinder extei ' nal combustion car for . 237.63. Shades on all windows. Aubrey Gene Posey Aubrey has reached the prodigious height of 7 ft. 3 in. He has special beds and door- ways made by the trade school. Tlis occupa- tion is center field for Scpiedunk. Irene Frances Pnrcetl Irene is heading an extensive drive against parking. We blush to admit that several of her victims are W. H. S. graduates. Ernest Attwood Ralph Jim has just bought the fastest Ford ever made. He claims 117 m. p. h. for it. Too bad he didn ' t have it at High School! Carrie Louisa Randall Carrie runs a matrimonial bureau. She has already arranged more than 700 perfect matches, among whom are — CENSOREID. Sadie Clara Rappaport Sadie is the highest paid mannikin in Nev ' York. She sold a new gown to the Statue of Liberty. Mae Elizabeth Raymond Mae has been made poet laureat by King George. She writes poems for all occasions. Wilbur Tirrell Web plans to be a song writer. He not only plans to be; he is. His latest, entitled Put- tin ' on tli( Red, is dedicated to Miss Hum- phrey. Joaeph Tohin Joe plays the leading part in the current opera II Matchero.so. The theme seems to be Heads I win, tails you lose. John Tower Russ is now a member of metropolitan po- lice. He always was handy with a billy. Jeanette Turner Jeanette always wanted to be different. Now she has succeeded. She makes oblique prism steak in.stead of cube steak. William Whitfen In Bill we have another Johnny Weissmul- ler. His famous Whitfen Special has re- placed the ' ' Robinson Special ' ' in the hearts of American youth. We ley Willi Dus Wes is drawing his way through his classes. One? he was drawn right out of class. liilma Neva Hilma has taken six P. G. courses since ' 30. She still hojies to make the honor roll just one more time. Virgil Valicenti L ' il Pal is in great demand as a speaker. He recently spoke in twenty-seven cities in one week ; at least, he spoke. Louise Tan Meter Louise has just won a medal for getting the most ice-cream into a five-cent scoop. Arnold Ward Arnold, strange as it may seem, has taken a woman ' s job. He is Eleanora Sears ' s rival, having walked from Boston to Providence tv ' ice to her once. Cherchez la femme. Lewis Warnick Designer for a noted Paris sho]). Lewis is already proficient in drawing contours. Things look very promising for him at least. William M ashburn Bill recently got into communication with a girl on Mars. He ' s pinning away waiting for a rocket to be built. He lives in hope, for she hasn ' t any television. Thomas Whitaker Tom has turned out to be a motor-cycle cop. How he could ever treat us like that is more than we know. He ' s caught nine of us al- ready. Catherine Edna O ' Brien Edna is working as secretary to a carpenter mentioned later in this report. She finds inspiration in her work. Forty-seven Ruth Sehna Elizabeth Ogrcn Assistant to the chef at the Lotz-Adoh. Ruth can make castor oil taste like champagne. He en Eileen (T Halloran Helen has gone on the stage and has ap- peared in such productions as Woozy Weekends and Alma Asperin. Alice EmUia Olson Alice thought that she would like to run a drugstore ; but when a man came in and asked for oarlocks, she gave it up as a bad game. Lucian Thomas Page Lu may now- be told. He joined the Marines in search of scandal. Gladys Ida Poole Gladys has helped the working girl by her latest book, ' ' IIow to be Successful in Busi- ness. Frank Lawlor Frank has established his well known Palais D ' Or at Monte Carlo, driving the ( asino out of business. He says, I owe all my success to my former classmates. ' ' Barbara Libbey Barbara has been retained by her college as a professor. She desires to teach at W. H. S., however, and is leaving soon. She says of her college, It isn ' t the money; it ' s the principal of the thing. Louis Liu a Lou has realized a life-long ambition by coaching the chamiiion Olympic team. No doubt lie got many pointers in the old days on the track team. Grace Little Grace is now a mission worker. She has just gone to Greenland to introduce electric re- frigerators to the heathen Eskimos. Evelyn Loud Evelyn is the dictation champ. She just made a record for slie had a letter all typed before hei- boss stopped giving it. Everett Loud Shrimj) has always envied the giants in the circuses; so when tlie next one dies, he is going to take his place. Joseph Lukis A triple treat to any school — on the base- ball diamond, triples, triples, triples. Ilelyn tipU(u.ne Ilelyn just negotiated a loan for South Jol- lopy. She always got what she wanted. Witrren Leroy Jlollis Miggles makes a good living at the receiv- ing end of tonic bottles. lie is doubtless the greatest ump since Connoly. Jessie Squeglia Jessie is the idol of all Lat ' n students. She has written a perfect trot of all the Roman authors, which sells for only .$1.00. Stafford Stoddard Stafford has trouble with his wife about getting in nights. He is a six-day bicycle racer. Elsie Stub Elsie now writes best sellers. She started as a novelist, but she ' s writing ads now. Elizabeth Sylvester Betty is the only woman to fly Weymouth ' s Great Pond. They say she went up in the air over .some remark about one of the bus drivers. Mary Taylor Maiy has come into deadly conflict with Catherine. Her hatred of drinking is so in- tense that she had a bill passed removing the bubblers from W. H. S. Edioin Thomas Fa is taking his doctors ' degree at Dart- mouth. His thesis is On the Mj-sterious Disappearance of Doughnut Holes. ' ' He has bought ten dozen for research purposes. Ruth Bella Reed Ruth was recently awarded the Nobel Peace Prize. It seems that she was with lona Seach when they met one of their teachers. Charles Parnell Reidy He is a great real estate agent. Not content with selling the Brooklyn Bridge he re- cently put across a contract for the rent- ing of the North Pole to a barber shop .syn- dicate. Andrew Knox Robertson Andy recently sufl ' ered a relapse. It seems that he was trying to think up a new name for his orchestra. Eleanor Frances Rowe Eleanor is a well known caterer. She has charge of the cuisine of many hotels, but always lends a helping hand to W. H. S. Louise Isabel Sawler Louise is anotlier successful stenographer. She runs true to type. Forty-eight Tennis The tennis team had not enpfat ed in a matcli when the Reflector went to press. Three players, Whitten, Brackett, and Clark are back from last year ' s undefeated team, and chances for another snecessful season seem bright. Six matches have been arranged and the boys are planning to enter a tournament, to be held at Brockton, ] Iay 31 for the cham- pionship of the South Shore. Milton and Quincy are the new teams on this year ' s schedule. It was in 1927 that Quincy was last played, and Quincy won 4-1, but this time Weymouth is anxious to turn the tables. The schedule arranged for this season is as follows : May 12 at Whitman May 13 at Milton May 15 ait Scituate May 22 at Quincy May 29 at Scituate May 30 at Whitman May 31 South Shore Championship Basketball The Maroon and Gold bHsketball team was not favored by the old goddess of luck this season. It may 7iot have be n this altogether, but the boys certainly got some tough breaks. If winning consisted of fighting the hoys would have been there, but it doesn ' t. They had all the fight in the world, but not the technique. On December 30 the team opened its season with the traditional Alumni Team. This re- sulted in a victory for the former defenders of the family silver (cup). Then successive defeats at the hands of Chelsea, Dedham, North Attleboro and Quincy followed. These teams were tough opposition. For example, the Chelsea team went to Chicago for the national championships. The first victory came from Rockland on the night of the Senior Party. But this was just a flash in the pan, as Ded- ham inflicted the next defeat. The best game of the season was with Milton. The boys were behind until towards the end of the last quarter. Then, by a last-minute rally, they puPed the score even. An overtime period fol- lowed and although there was scoring, the score was .still tied when the boys entered the second overtime frame. This proved their Waterloo, as the visitors won on a free throw. Then Braintree, Plymouth. M. N. T. S., and Chelsea put the spirits and the team in the cellar. Milton Academy proved a bracer, for the boys S cured a win there. The .season fin- ished with defeats at the hands of North Attleboro, Rockland, Quincy, and Braintree. The basketball team of this year was made up nf : Capt. Fisher, Posey, Stella, J. Stetson, T. Stetson, Branley, Curtin, Lilla, Whitaker, and Carroll. The ponies were : Higgins, Foskett, Murray, Johnson, Sullivan and Neptune. Forfjf-viv TRADE SCHOOL BASKETBALL TEAM Front Roiv, left to right — Bennett, c; Branley, f ; Iiifusino, g; Tlioinns (Capt.), f ; Pica, f ; White, g. Bade Roiv — Mr. Steele, Coacli; Cowing, f; Deloiej ' , g; Cavallo, c ; Deloroy, g; Keegan. f ; Mr. Whipple, Director. TRACK Front JJow— McNeil, ' 32; Washburn, ' 31; Peterson, ' 33; Little, ' 33; Striano, ' 33; Zeoli, ' 33. Second 2Jo«;— Driscoll, ' 30; Keohan, ' 30; Thomas, ' 30; Tower, ' 30; Denbroeder, ' 30; Lilla, ' 30; Sullivan, ' 31; Doble, ' 30; Rodger, ' 32. Back Row — Craig, ' 32; Grogan, ' 30; Elkington, ' 30; Brackett, ' 30; W. W ' ashburn, ' 30; Doyle (Mgr.), ' 30; Quirk, ' 33; Toskett, ' 31. Fifty Track Indoor Track For tlic first time Weymoixth Ili -li was represented by an indoor track team this year. All the men not in basketball could be seen ploddinjj ' around itlie iyni. and the greater part were not ploddinji ' ploddinf ' ly, either. Some |)raetiee was jiut in at ( lajip ' s Gym, but the track there, although banked, is lOO small, to be of any appreciable use. In spite of these odds the boys placed second in the South ►Shore Indoor Interscholastics in the Brockton Y. AI. C. A. buildinp: February 15. Abington was first with 34 points to Weymouth ' s cal- lection of ' iO • . Plymouth cleaned up 15 points for tliird. Doble was high scorer for Wey- mouth with first in the 300 yard run and second in the potato race. Tower got the blue ribbon in the 600 and Keohan second place in the 1000. Lilla also liad two places to his credit, third in the 600 and fourth in the 300. Norman Foskett was third in the shot-put as was Denbroeder in the high- jump and Wash- burn in the 1000. Valiceniti was fourth in the potato race. E. B. T. ' 30 Basketball To begin with, I had not practised. To keep on going, my bloomers were sadly in need of repair. To end with. I was playing guard. In the center, the players were standing tense. Unconsciously, I give my bloomers a tug. Up goes the ball ; up go the centers. Bim ! the forward catches it, snap! the rubber breaks. Oh — ! I run over the floor one bloomer leg down to my ankle, striving to guard the most lively forward I ' ve ever encountered. The forward passes. My partner intercepts. I prance into view. Bloomer slides. T try to make amends. Partner throws. AVhif ! Say, where ' d that come from? Ball out! Take it Yellow. Guard Blue! Shades of Saint Peter! IIow can I run? Yellow throws, T .iump. Bloomers slide. Oh, Gee ! Yellow shots (Techni- cal term. No harm). Score clianges. Ball goes to the center. Centers jump. Ball goes to Blues. Fight Blue, Fight! Darn! Ball is in center. Yellow has it. Guard her! I run. Bloomers .slide — they think I ' m playing base- ball — I ' m glad I ' m not! I jump. Whistle blow.s. Over guarding! Oh, well! Free throw. Another point. All on account of bloomers ! Whv don ' t we wear running pants ? Ball out! Take it. Blue! I stumble after it. One hand is employed in the great hold-up problem. With the other I throw to the Cen- ters. ll(ck! No, you can t do two things at once! Partners groan! 1 run! Great for re- ducing. Centers pass. Blue forward catches. Great! Forward throws. Score changes! Whistle blows. Players change. Bloomers re- lieved. Alls well! But wiiy don ' t we wear •unning p;:nts M. Pray ' 31 Football 1929 The f(,otball team finished a fairly good season with the Bridgewaiter game. They showed good fight all tlirough the season. The captaincy was shared by Joe Lukis and Er c .laeobson. Both were .star players in the backfield and line respectively. The sea.son .started with a 6-0 defeat by Abington. This game was played with only two days of prac- tice, and showed of what stuff the team was made. The road to recovery seemed brighter by a 0-0 tie with Belmont, but Revere set us back 6-0. Not to be submerged by this, the boys tied Winthrop 0-0 and won the first game of the season from Whitman 26-0. The team was now fourteen points ahead of the opponents total, but a 26-0 setback at the hands of Dedham put us twelve under again. The boys did not convalesce quickly enough, and Murblehead hooked them 7-0. But every smirch was erased and every defeat forgiven when the boys beat Hingham 13-12 in one of the hardest fought games of the season. The season ended on a muddy field at Bridge- water, 0-0. In this game the boys didn ' t look so hot. Probably if they had, they ' d have steamed. The s |uad was composed of : Williams, Lilla, Tower, Jones, and Duffy, ends; Jacob- son, Posey, AVhitaker, Foskett, tackles; Schleiff, Iloglund, Monalian, guards ; Moul- ton, Bailev, center; Lukis, Johnson, Valicenti, Bob and Wallie Doble, Taylor, backs. The scores : Weymoiith — Abington 6 Weymouth — Belmont Weymouth — Revere 6 Weymouth — Winthrop Weymouth 26 — Whitman Weymouth — Dedham 26 Weymouth — Marblehead 7 Weymouth 13 — Hingham 12 Weymouth — Bridgewater Totals: Wevmouth 39, Opponents 57 E. Thomas ' 30 Fifty-one ftEFLECTOIt Trade School Athletics For the first time Weymouth Vocational School joined the Vocational School Basket- ball League, and completed a schedule of ten games, winning four and losing six. Two of the games were lost by one point. The following men reported to Coach Steele : Branley, J. Thomas, Infusino, White, Pica, Delorey, Cowing, Keegan, Cavallo, Pomarico, Jacobsion, Hoglund, and J. Stetson. Following is a list of the games with their results : Weymouth 33 Somerville 17 Weymouth 32 Everett 17 Everett 33 Weymouth 20 Haverhill 23 Weymouth 8 Weymouth 11 Quincy 8 Haverhill 25 Weymouth 14 Lowell 25 Weymouth 24 Weymouth 19 Somerville 9 Quincy 14 Weymouth 13 Lowell 31 Weymouth 21 The first team consisted of Branley, White, J. Thomas (Capt.), Bennett, Pica and In- fusino. Highest scorers were J. Thomas, Branley and Pica. Earle Lane ' 31 Baseball Weymouth has been represented by a better baseball team than usual this year. The boys, under coach Lyons, started as a unit after the first interclass games, from which the material was picked. They played first at Milton and came home victors 19-9. The nexit game was with Abington, and the cold weather helped set it on ice to the tune of 7-5. Abington came to Weymouth again May 6 and again Wey- mouth came through 6-4. In the last two games, several of the regulars were absent, but the others, though not so finished as a whole, pulled together well. The squad consisted of : Stella, Lukis, Den- broeder, Posey, Burrel, Curtin, Gi lligan, Tay- lor, Gould, Sjostedt, Fisher, Foskett, Valicenti, Harrington, and Neptune. Dave Stella is playing a great game at catch. He is doing his best to follow Coach Lyon ' s instructions to (talk it up. Joe Lukis and Russ Denbroeder comprise the pitching staff. Both played in the Milton game at pitch, and took turns on the two Fifty-two Abington games, Russ taking the first and Joe the second. When not pitching, they alternate at center field. The infield consists of Posey, at first; Bur- rell, at second ; Gilligan, at short stop ; and Sjostedt, at third. Roses manages to spear all and sundry that are hurled in his general direction. Burrell and Gilligan manage to keep the center infield tight, while Jockey holds down third. His specialty, however, is getting bases on balls. The outfield consists of Fisher, P. Foskett and either Denbroeder or Lukis. No kick has been registered yet on their account. Although it is early in the season, the Wey- mouth High School baseball team ' s future looks bright. The schedule for 19.30 was : April 22 Milton at Milton April 25 Abington at Abington May 6 Abington at Home May 13 Bridgewater at Home May 16 Rockland at Home May 23 Braintree at Braintree May 27 Milton at Home May 28 Whitman at Whitman May 29 Quincy at Home June 6 Quincy at Quincy June 13 Whitman at Home also : Bridgewater at Bridgewater Rockland at Rockland (Both games postponed) Tennis The Tennis team, though it has not yet played, has a bright future. Fully two thirds of the last year ' s .squad are back. The team of last year were champions of the South Shore. The team consi.sts of Clark. Whitten. and Brackett. Others may be recruited. Thomax ' 30 Trade Baseball Candidates for baseball have been called out by Co ch Steele. Mr. Whipple has .scheduled abouit ten games. We are looking forward to a very success- ful sea.son. The following have reported for the team : DeCoste, J. Thomas, Bennett, Lockhart, Le- May, Markanan, Cowing. Cavallo, Baumeister, Leone, Jones, and Danubio. Earle Lane ' 31 Track The track season bodes fair for Weymouth. A better team ithan usual has turned out and results are expected. We have had no meets to date, so it Ls difficult to say how the boys will stand up under foreign opposition. But in the Interclass Meet the seniors copped first place, permitting- the sophomores to l)e second, the juniors third and the freshmen last. The victors acquired some 60 points, the opponent getting 28 , 161 2, 8 respectively. The squad consists of : Abbott, Craig, Den- broeder, Doble, Driscoll, Elkington. N. Fos- kett, P. Foskett, Gould, Grogan, Kemp, Keo- han, Lilla, LitMe, McNeil, Monahan, Peter- son, Quirk, Rodger, Spaulding, Stewart, Striano, Sullivan, Thomas, Tower, Vining, Ward, J. Washburn, W. Wa.shbi;rn. The schedule : April 15 Interclass Meet Hingham at home Abington at home Plymouth at home Kingston at Home (Pending) Braintree at home Brockton District Meet Quadrangular at Quincy Milton ait Milton 12 15 21 May May May May May 27 May 21 June 7 June 12 Mr. ' Donnell to Miss Grieves : Turn around and get under the desk ! Oliver E Peaslee Locksmith Wheels Re-tired General Repairing Jackson Sq. E. Weymouth HERBERT M. TRUE GROCERIES and PROVISIONS Washington Square Telephone Braintree 1540 Class Baseball In an attempt to p.ck baseball players, Coach Lyons started class ba.seball this year. All four classes were represented. The sophs seemed to have the edg, with the seniors sec- ond and the frosh third. The juniors, to use the vernacular, weren ' t as hot. The season opened with the soph-frosh game on April 10. The sophs won, 9-8, in ten in- nings. The next day the seniors stopped after five innings. The score was at that period 30-2, and the seniors were tender hearted. April 15 saw the fall of the mighty, as the sophs beat the seniors 13-8. But tlie class of ' 30 came back May 5 to the tune of 14-4 against the sophs. There still remains : May 7 May 8 May 9 May 12 May 14 May May Ma ' v 15 19 21 Freshman-Senior Soph-Junior Junior-Freshman Freshman-Senior Soph-Junior Freshman-Soph Senior-Junior Freshman- Junior Mi.ss Seach (Eng. IV A2) : Macbeth shouldn ' t have lost his head in the battle. B. Grieves says she is going to be a mis- sionary or a detective — she doesn ' t know which. Schofield s Socony Gas and Oils Commercial Sq. E. Weymouth Telephone Wey. 1709 WEYMOUTH PUBLIC MARKET Washington Square Bill Connell, Trop. Fifty-three The Way of the World Fifth Avenue was teeminj - with life. Tli ■ f Teat Shawmut Bank had flung open its doors at nine o ' clock, and a steady line of peopL ' was passin ' ni and out. Tn an expensive suite of the Palace Hotel ni Astor Street, a refined looking gentleman clothed in a blue batlirobe. lolled on a cush- ioned window seat, idly puffing a gold tipped cigarette, from the tip of which rose a tliin stream of perfumed smoke that twisted lazily up to the rose colored, mosaic ceiling. After contemplating the hustle and bustle below for a few moments, he rose, tossed the cigarette into a carved silver ash tray and crossed the room, his slippered feet sinking into the voluptuous softness of the dark blue, Persian rug at every step. Pushing aside a heavily beaded curtain, he entered another room, and the curtain fell into place behind him. Five minutes later the curtain was thrust aside, and he emerged clad in a light gray suit and pulling on a pair of suede gloves. Cross- ing the room again, he opened the door and stepped out into the hall. Your car today, sir? came a respectful voice at his elbow. No, not today, Buttridge. And have my Avardrobc packed. We ' re leaving in two hours. The young man turned and .strolled out the arched entranc? and bent his steps in th ' direction of the Shawmut Bank. At one of the windows in the bank a young lady dressed in furs was putting a large roll of bills into a shiny brown pocketbock. Fifteen thousand dollars! Just enough for that necklace in Tiffany ' s. Tucking the pocketbcok under one arm, .she minced daintily out the door and down the steps. At the bottom she was abruptly sitartled out of her daydreaming by being nicely jolted. The pocketbook fell to the ground. Dazed, she stood still while the man that had accosted her so discourteously stooped and retrieved the pocketbook and handed it to her with a deep bow. I beg your pardon, madam, he said as he held the pocketbook out in one gloved hand. Taking the pocketbook, she let her eyes travel slowly up to the man ' s face. Suddenly she gave a gasp of recognition. Oh! she stammered, a blush mounting to her cheeks. Yes? queried the young man still gaz- ing at the pocketbook and smiling. T — T thought you were going away. I might have if I hadn ' t met the most beautiful girl in the world at a dance last night. Fifty-four I — well — I liave some business to atteiul to, she dimpled, with a co(}uettish glance at the youn ' man from under loni ' black eye lashes I]ut — i)erlia];s I will see yon a iM ii — sine - you have decided to stay awhile. I sinci ' rely hop: ' so, returned the young man, and 1 also have some business so I will bid you au re voir ! ' ' Smiling again, he walked away into the crowd. He certainly looks nice in that gray suit, the young lady murmured, as she gazed after his retreating figure. Meanwhile the young man had paused in front of a large department store. Oblong, brown, shiny, gold clasp — that ought to be easy, lie thought. He disappeared through the door and reappeared a few mo- ments later. Hurrying across the street he walked swiftly down the avenue. After he had crossed another street and walked ten more blocks, he halted in front of a jeAveh ' y store and stood calmly, seeming to gaze, at the glittering display, but in reality scrutinizing carefully the people passing be- hind him. I wonder what she would think if she knew I had been keeping tabs on her for the past week. ' he solilocpiized. Suddenly he stiffened, liis glance resting on a fur clad fig- ure that had come up beside him and stood gazing into the window. Now is the time, he muttered. His dart- ing gaze sjiotted a ragged, unkempt man a few feet away. Pulling his rigid hand out of his pocket, he edged near the girl. It shot out like a striking .snake and snatched the pocketbook and was back in a flash. He had not reckoned on the sense of feeling of the girl, however. She felt around a mo- ment and then screamed. Her movements were a warning ; again his hand came into sight with the pocketbook. It flashed across his body, his left hand relaying it to the pocket of the tramp. The girl sprang toward the gray suited young man crying, My pocketbook! A policeman rushed to the scene. What ' s going on here? he bellowed. My pocketbook! — This man — she sobbed incoherently. Oh, a pickpocket, eh? retorted the police- m:-in clapping his hand upon the young man ' s shoulder. No, you don ' t, cried the officer, grasp- ing the you ng man firmly as he made a dive for tlie edge of the rapidly collecting crowd. That man! Hold that man! shouted the young man, wiio struggled vainly in the cluit-ch of the burly policeman. ' ' Bring that man here ! he cried pointing to the ragged tramp. Seeing the looks of the crowd bent upon him, the tramp started to melt into the mob. He was instantly collared and brought up to the policeman. I ain ' t done nothing, lu ' muttered look- ing furtively at the policeman. Now, said the young man, if one of you gentlemen will look in his right hand pocket. I think you will find the missing article. ' ' One of the men dived into the pocket and brought forth a shiny brown pocketliook. Is this yours, ma ' am, he asked the dis- trait young lady. ' ' Yes ! Yes ! ' ' she cried, eagerly grasping the pocketbook. Turning quickly to the officer and his prisoner, she sobbed, How can you ever for- give me ? ' ' It ' s all a mistake, officer. I thought this man took my pocketbook. Well, he doesn ' t look like a pickpocket, if you ask me, ' ' answered the officer. You know, sir, we sometimes have to act Avithout thinking. That ' s quite all right, officer, and by the way, I don ' t think you had better lock that man up. I don ' t think the young lady will prosecute. Just as you say, answered the officer. And now may I escort you to the end of your journey, offering his arm to the young lady. Yes, if you can forgive me, she answered tucking the precious pocketbook out of sight. Ten minutes later they arrived at the door of her apartment. Ascending the steps, she turned to him. When shall I see you again? Do you really wish to see me again? he asked softly. ' ' Yes, ' ' she answered, and dropped her eyes. Suddenly she rose up on tiptoe and kissed him sqiiarely on the lips, tore open the door Fifty -five kEFLECTOIt and, then spoke through the crack to the as- tonished yioung man. ' ' That is your reward. ' ' And the door closed gently. The young man stood silent for a moment and then descended the steps and vanished in the crowd. Three hours later, in a room in a small, costly hotel about a hundred and thirty miles from the city, a young man sat in front of a table, on which was a shiny, brown pocket- book and a large roll of bills. I ' m glad she didn ' t have to open that pocketbook to give me my reward, he said, laughing softly. R. Kibhy ' 30 Uncle ' s Story Uncle : Mr. A. C. Steele, a well-known cotton mill owner from South Hemstitch, entered the Forty-First National Bank at Oswego. He went to the office of the president of the bank and had a talk with him that lasted some time. Finally Mr. Steele came out of the private office looking quite confident. I was in the bank at the time, and when I saw Mr. Steele come out of the president ' s private office, I recognized him immediately. He saw me and came over to where I was and had a long talk with me. I told him that I hadn ' t visited the bank for some time and that I had come to-day to deposit a couple of thousand dollars. The talk drifted on and on without his mentioning why he had come. I then asked him if he knew the president very well. He told me that he didn ' t know him per- sonally, but that he was after a loan of $50,- 000, and that he had got it. When he told me this, two well-dressed young men about the age of twenty-five went out the door. Soon after, Mr. Steele and I went out. Across the street I again saw the two men leaning against a roadster. T don ' t re- call what kind. Mr. Steele went in one direction and I went in another. After I had gone a few hundred yards, T looked behind me and saw the two men following Mr. Steele. I turned and fol- lowed them. They weren ' t following him for any good reason. They followed him to his house, and when he turned, they kept walk- ing along. Going in, I told Mr. Steele what I had seen. He had been aware of the fact, ex- pecting to be hit over the head any minute. 1 decided to stay with him for any excitement that might come. lie put the money into his wall safe. We ate and talked and then went ito bed about ten o ' clock. I couldn ' t sleep on account of being so excited. I heard the town clock strik twelve and then half past. It was shortly after that that I heard a tapping noise at one of the downstairs back windows. I slipped on a pair of trousers over my pa- jamas and put on my slippers. I w?nt down- stairs as quietly as 1 could. Whrn 1 got to the kitchen, I was struck by a cold draft. Throurh an open window two figures were coming in. The clock struck one — Nephew : Which one ? (And after that remark Uncle could not finish his story.) M. Sherman ' 30 On Being Twelve Somehow I hate to leave school. I ' ve had a corking time here, made friends, joked, taken exams. And once these things are gone, you can never get them back again. The future calls, and if you refuse to listen and come back for a P. 6. (not that that is the unusual reason), it ' s not the same. Most of the P. G s. wander around school like a dog without a home. They seem to have rather a lonely time of it. And when you go on into the future, offices, homes, colleges, and the rest — well, there are the friends and the jokes, but it ' s not the same. You ' ve said goodbye to child- hood with i ts freedom and fun and taken up your burden of the problems of life. When I was twelve, T thought it was the nicest age to be at, and I still do. I wish I were like Peter Pan and would never grow up. I doii ' t want to be grown up. I don t want ever to have to decide things. I want to be twelve, when you aren ' t a baby and you aren ' t grown up, when you can do pretty much what .vou please. You can be selfi.sh and lazy and happy, gloriously happy, when you ' re twelve. All through the years of high school, I ' ve been losing this precious, intangible, incredible freedom. I want it so, and it is mine no longer. I have to go on facing the future (in hot, dusty offices, in stupid, noisy class rooms), in a home where new, hateful questions may arise each day. And my motto is: Rejoice, we conquer! P. Clark ' 30 Fifty-six Lucky Forgetful ness Doris threw down her papers with a si li. I ' m 8■oill • to (juit this place. Gee, nothiii - but complaints come in here, 01 ' Granips threat- ened to fire me yesterday — the irouch, I ' ll sliow him. Needn ' t think he ' s ionna i)ut ' ny- thinji ' over on me ! No, sir, just wait ' 11 he comes in! Oh! There ' s his son, gee, isn ' t he i ' rand . ' Wish he was my boss, hn — -hn ! Maybe then my third finger wouldn ' t be so lonesome, then aloud, Oh, good morning. Good morning, IVIiss Single, I ' m taking over the business because my father has had a nervous breakdoAvii and has been sent away for a month. ' ' Oh, gee, isn ' t that great — oh — oh — I mean too bad. I ' m so sorrv. Yes, replied Mr. Robert Hall, Jr. and passed on into his private office. Bob was just out of college. In f act he ' d been hurried along as he was too full of pranks to suit the faculty. But now he was determined to settle down and save his father ' s business. If he could. Miss Single, come here a moment, plea.se, demaiuled Bob. Ooming, Mr. Hall, answered Doris, div- ing into the desk drawer for her note book and pencil ; then up she jumped and fairly ran for the door. Strange actions — she had never acted this way for Mr. Hall, Si-. Doris was almost at the door when suddenly her face went pale, and she cried, Oil, ju.st a moment, please, Bob — er — I mean Mr. Hall — I forgot something. ' ' Rushing back to her desk, she searched fran- tically for something. It turned out to be a little silver thing, from which slie extracted a small pufT and tapped her nose lightly with it, and gazed for a moment at the reflection in the little mirror, evidently with satisfac- tion, for she snapped it to and hurriedly made for the office. Mr. Hall looked up as she entered and said : Mi.ss Single, tlie phones are out of order all through this building and I ' ve got to get word to my broker to see if he will sell U. S. Cord- age stock — all of it and buy the same amount of Tartar Airline Stock. And so, if you ' ll go into one of the stores and phone him this message. Here he handed her a piece of paper. You know, Miss Single, he con- tinued, that office closes at twelve sharp and it ' s now 11:. ' 3. So hurry! You can have the re.st of the day otf. Oh, thanks, that ' s right. This is Satur- day, isn ' t it? said Doris. Most strange. Fir.sit time Doris Single ever forgot when Saturday came around. Well, awright, ' bye, Mr. Hall, called Doris on her way out. Gee, she thought, he sure looks worried. Gosh, wish I could help him. Now where did I put that paper. ' Oh, here ' tis! Now let ' s see Skijiping (juickly down the hall and out to the sidewnlk, Doris bumped squarely into a tall, light, good-looking young man, whose face lighted up wlien he discovered who it was tiiat tried to bump him off the universe. Hello, Doris, where you going in such a hurry ? he asked. Ili-o, Jack, wliere were you going? ' p to see you. Yeah, tell that to someone who ' d believe you. Say, you haven ' t been up to see me in a dog ' s age. I have. You haven ' t. Well, let ' s not argue here. Follow me, Little One, and we ' ll join the scintillating- crowd at the overcrowded beach. Then to- nigiit we ' ll just go places and who knows who ' ll we see and what we ' ll do. What d ' ya say ? ' ' Gee, I don ' t know. Sure, you do, come on, jump into my car. O. K., Jack, let ' s go. Here we go for a hot old time. At the beach they joined ' ' the crowd. ' ' Doris tired of Jack and ran to the pier and jumped out into one of the little out-board motorboats. Once started, it skitted from wave to wave. Suddenly the light boat tipped and in she went. Doris could swim; so .she didn ' t mind the dipping, but, as she sank down she sud- denly thought of the stocks. Then like a flash all life seemed to leave hei — Oh, help! blub — blub — Help! I ' m gonna faint and she did right into the arms of Jack, who had followed her in another boat and now carried her to shore. On coming to, she de- manded to be taken home, and so after much pleading. Jack speeded her home as fast as he could. Tliere she spent that night and Sunday Fifty-seven kEFLECTOIt in misery, crying- and fearing to meet Bob on Monday. Then she realized that this might lose her job, but she hardly thought of this — she feared what might happen to Bob. She confided in her sister Barbs and told all she had done and all about Bob. Say, you must think he ' s about right, huh ? Forget him. He doesn ' t know you live except for the time you take up and the salary he has to pay you. Why — Oh, stop, Barbs, I spose you think you ' re helping me out, but you ' re not. Oh, go way, please ; I want to cry in peace. Oh — h — h ! ' ' Awright, kiddie, forgive me. I know how ' tis. Gee, I didn ' t mean to hurt you, honey. That ' s all right, Barbs. Oh, what a fool T was ! What do you spose he ' 11 do ? How I dread it ! Just eleven hours and thirty-five minutes more, and oh — h — . At nine o ' clock Doris was seated at her desk, very pale and typing fast and furiously. She watched the door like a cat. Each time a step was heard outside the door she jumped. Fin- ally it opened and Bob walked slowly across the room and into his office without a word to Doris. His face was downcast and he walked with a slight stoop. His voice and appearance were of despair. After a half-hour of agony for Doris, in which she w as trying to brave herself to go in to face Bob, he suddenly cried, Miss Sin- gle, have you the most recent copy of the Tri- bune? No, I haven ' t. Just a minute ' n I ' ll get you one at the counter downstairs. She rushed downstairs and brought back a copy to Bob. Thank you, said Bob, Hm — m, where ' s the stocks, ah — here they are. Let ' s see. Tam- per — Tapner Insurance — here it is — Tartar Airline — Oh — Oh — ! It — It ' s wav down ! We ' re ruined. And look— TJ. S. CORDAGE IS WAY UP— Why did I tell vou to sell it, Doris. Oh, Bob, why — why, stammered Doris — he called her Doris, hm — Barbs was wrong after all. Why I — T didn ' t sell your stock — you see I for — ' ' You didn ' t! cried Bob, jumping up and grasping her by her arms. Quick, tell me — tell me — is that right! Y — yes, but p — please stop s — shaking me! said Doris. But it was not to my credit, because I — I forgot to call your broker. Fifty-eight She stood very shamefully with her head down. It doesn ' t matter. Why, Doris, you ' ve brought us back up to the .standard and all. Why it ' s wonderful. A month later Mr. Hall, Sr. returned. On returning, he congratulated Doris for her brilliance in foreseeing the values to the stocks. Her first thought was : How distinguished he looks. Musta done him good to go ' away. ' Wish I had the chance. Mr. Hall interrupted her thoughts. Have you had your lunch, Miss Single? Why, no, I haven ' t, replied Dot. Well, — ahem — will you do me the honor ? invited Mr. Hall. Yes, with pleasure — one moment, plea.se, accepted Doris. When Bob Hall, Jr. arrived at his own apart- ment that evening, he found a telegram wait- ing for him. It read : Dear Son : Doris and I were married this morning- stop see you next month. Love. Moi ifr and Dad. L. Warnick ' 30 Graduates Take Heed! Graduation is one of the proudest moments of a person ' s life. It is similar to a launching- — when the ship is .sent out into the water to be tested. Thus the graduate is sent into the world, a cruel world at its best. He either drifts aimlessly along, taking things as they come, or he becomes dissatisfied with this dreary existence and reaches for something higher — success. Success can not be obtained without a great deal of effort. Success in the eyes of the world means a di splay of wealth, yet are wealthy people always successful ? The answer is no. Therefore it is not wealth we must obtain, but service that we must give. Service is the quickest way to .success. It is not always paid for by silver and greenbacks, hut it brings a certain happiness, rendered by the thought that you are necessary to the world, that you play an important role in life. J. Turner ' 30 Igna : Whot am a statistical organization ? Ramus: Dat ' s whot makes de -static on de radio. Freddie ' s Wager Freddie Clarke, tlie shoe salesman at Ilam- nioiurs Shoe Store, had cojue to Bellevue the previous year. Besides beiii - a shoe clerk, Freddie also acted as chauffeur for the wealthy Mr. Ilanimond. One day a fashionably-dressed xiv entered the store, and a.sked to look at some shoes. She was att i-acted by dapper Freddie, and said to herself: He certainly doesn ' t look like an ordinary shoe salesman. Slie ordered six pairs of shoes, and said to Freddie: I have a charge account here. Ple:ise char ?e these shoes to Alicia Freeman, 1-1: Maj-fair Avenue. Freddie watched her drive away in a smart yellow sport roadster. He said to himself: Six pairs of shoes! Hm ! She must be a so- ciety i irl, if she lives on Mayfair Avenue. Oh, that reminds me I have to drive Mr. Ham- mond to a party tonight. That evening-, Freddie found he had to take Hammond to a mascpierade ball. A small private githering met at the home of Mrs. Van Ascpiitli, tlie most pi-ominent social leader in Bellevue. It so liappened that one of the men had found at the last minute that he was un- able to attend. This left an uneven number of guests. Oh dear, said Mrs. Van Asquith in a worried tone. That will never do. It will just ruin the dance. She was baffled. All her friends were busy that evening. As Freddie came up to ask Hammond what time to call for him, Mrs. Van Asquith was .struck by Freddie ' s gentlemanly appearance. She resolved to invite him to stay for the evening ' s entertainment. Freddie, although dubious as to the wisdom of this act, con- sented to substitute. He was fitted out in a Spanish costume that Mrs. Van Ascpiith kept for such emergencies. So Freddie danced with the city ' s elite, and pretended that he was one of them. Everyone asked who the tall, handsome stranger was. June Seaman, the daughter of a wealthy broker, said to Mrs. Van Ascjuith : My dear Irs. Van As(juith, who is that perfectly charming fellow in the Spanish cos- tume? Please give me an introduction. Now Mrs. Van Asquith had no idea who the man was. But she was not going to be out- witted. No, sir ! Not she. So she nsed the name of a man whom she knew to be in Europe, and said to June : Why, he is the son of an old friend of the family. He has been abroad for several years, and returned only last week. His name i-; — er — Peter Salisbury. Come right over, and I II introduce you. As they walked across the room. Mrs. Van Ascpiith thouglit : Well, I ' ve certainly put my foot in it now. I should have known better than to invite that strange man to stay. I hope he doesn ' t look too sur])riscd when I introduce him as Mr. Salis- bury. As Mrs. Van Asquith nervously intro- duced June Seaman, she said: Miss Seaman, may I preser.t Mr. Salisbury ? An incredu- lous look spread over the face of Freddie Claik , l)ut he managed to murmur: How do you do. Miss Seaman. Inwardly, he fumed. How- on earth do you suppose she found out ? Lovely ,Iuiie was immediately captivated by the charming manner of Mr. Salisbury. When her best friend, Alicia Freeman, arrived, June rushed up to her and babbled excitedly: Alicia, there ' s the most charming man here tonight that I ' ve seen for a year. His n-ime is Peter Salisbury. He ' s just back from Europe, and he ' s handsome, and Alicia, 1 think I ' ve fallen in love with him already. ' ' Well, well, I must meet this dashing knight ( irant. Introduce me, will you? When Alicia found herself being introduced to the shoe salesman, she thought: Now, how do you account for that ? I ' ll swear that ' s the same man I saw working in the shoe store this afternoon. The faker! I wonder if he thinks he can crash the gate that way and get away with it. Freddie offered no sign of iTcognition, so Alicia merely replied icily: How do you do, Mr. Salisbury. The next day she said to June: My dear, T hate to tell you this, but I simply wouldn ' t want you to fall in love with that impossible Salisbury man. He ' s nothing but a shoe clerk, my dear ! A shoe clerk! Why, Alicia, how can you say that ? Mrs. Van Ascpiith herself introduced me, and she told me that he was an old friend of the family, just back from abroad. Well, just the same he is a shoe clerk. If you don ' t believe me, I ' II take von down right Fifty-nme ftEFLECTOIt now, and you can see for yourself. Do you want to? Yes, I guess so. So the girls climbed into the roadster, and drove up to the shoe store. Sure enough, dapper Freddie was on duty. As the girls entered, Alicia whispered: Now, June Seaman, what did I tell you? Do you believe me now? Yes, murmured June, romance fled, let ' s get out of here. But before they had a chance to leave Freddie said : ' ' Is there something you would like. Miss Freeman ? No, retorted Alicia, I just wanted to convince my friend that you are a shoe clerk, and not a — er — a — well, what you pretend to be. Just a moment! Ilis commanding voice halted their footsteps. Would you care to listen to what I have to say? As June and Alicia had nothing else to occupy their attention, they assented. So Freddie told this tale : I was invited because one of Mrs. Van Asquith ' s guests was not able to come. I drove Mr. Hammond over, and Mrs. Van As(juith asked me merely to fill in. When she intro- duced me by the name of Peter Salisbury, I was astonished. I didn ' t suppose anyone knew my identity. For I am Peter Salisbury. My father is Marcus Salisbury, the millionaire. He became disgusted with me and made a bet that I never would be able to support myself for a year wholly by own efforts. Angrily, I took him up on his bet. I left my father ' s house with empty pockets. After wandering around for a while, I secured a position in this store. For a year I ' ve made my own living, and I haven ' t touched one red cent of my father ' s. Next week I ' m going home and show him that I ' ve made good. That is how I hap- pen to be working here . And shall you give up this position? asked June breathlessly. Oh, no, replied Peter, alias Freddie, I •shall continue to support myself. Three months later, the following article appeared in the paper : Mr. and Mrs. Seaman announce the en- gagement of their daughter, June, to Mr. Peter Salisbury, son of Mr. and Mrs. Marcus Salis- bury of Plymouth and Lynn. Mae Raymond ' 30 Caius Julius Caesar Mr. f ' aesar, the celebrated author of a high- school te.xtbook in a foreign language, Avas born in 100 and died in 44. At the first blush it would .seem that this gentleman lived back- wards but .such was not the case, as people in his day tore the last page of the calendar off first. Julius was a great favorite witli himself, and his textbook is a veritable greenhouse of self -presented bouquets. After writing his autobiography, he expurgated iJ, leaving out all his defeats and thereby shortening it con- siderably. For this act many thousands of his readers have been truly grateful. Nevertheless, J. C. would have been a greater favorite with posterity had he not conversed so often in indirect discourse. Mr. Caesar caused the Bureau of Vital Statistics many .sleepless nights. lie is said to have been responsible for the death of 1.000,- 000 men — a record that has never been eclipsed, even by the modern medical fra- ternity, or the Brotherhood of Automobile Chauffeurs. He, therefore, was greatly unpopu- lar with the life insurance campanies. causing many of them to go into the hands of receivers. As a political boss, he had his modern proto- types beaten to a frazzle. Betting on the elec- tion in his day was an impossible proposition, since he held every important office for life including dictator, tribune, and censor of mo- tion pictures. Mr Caesar gained much fame by crossing the Rubicon, a little one-horse .stream ; while the late President Wilson crossed the Atlantic, a much more difficult feat and an act that caused only passing comment. Possibly the former had a better press agent. During the last year of his life Mr. Caesar suffered a painful accident. While lauding himself in the Senate, he was attacked by a number of old friends, who playfi;lly cut holes in his per.son with their daggers. The princi- pals of this episode were severely censured for their ill-minded pleasantry by Mark Antony, William Shakespeare, and others, and one by one they moved out of town. Thus ended the career of Caius Julii;s Caesar, Esq. M. DeBoer ' 30 A. Bell (translating Virgil) : And a huge snake with seven curls climbed out of the tomb. Sixty outh Kddy was iii need oi ' a job — not a posiiion — a job. You just have to have one now-a-days ; ' : lakes money to take a ' irl to the sliow tliree times a week, especially if she ' s the rold- d j ' i;r typ?. So. witli i ' ' at eff.)i-t on the |)art of our hero, lie found himself in th ' . ' e;n|)loy of the Dwi iit JSoda Fountain (, ' o. Ilis woi ' k wasn ' t sling ' ino ' Under the Moon suntlaes or servino- b?aut ful Lnke- woo ! (hunsels who happeiu ' d in, but he (al- thou h it hurt his seventeen year-old pride and dignity To mention it outside the fanuly) swept tlie tiooi-s and was a general help ( V) all round. Everyone has heard of the philosopher and optimists wlio sing of the infinite joy one is able to derive from even the lowliest labor — but Eddy failed to see any joy in his work. He hate I it ; it was bad enough to b; seen while sweeping the floors (by his mother) not to say a word about Jim his boy-friend, but w ' hen Elaine saw him, it was enough to try the patience of Job. But when Saturday night came, Eddy proudly displayed his pay envel- ope before his entirely unbelieving family : Where ' d ya swipe it? asked his little brother. Did some one leave you some money? sarca.stically remarked Jane. Oh, well, if you feel that way about it, declared Eddy in an injured tone, I ' 11 spend k before 1 get home, and then you 11 be sorry ! ' ' With this he made a dignified exit, somewhat spoiled by the frolicking Quixote, the family honi ' d. At seven o ' clock he decided to go over to Elanr ' s, away from the haranguing of his pon-understanding family ; but she very kindly maneuvered him to the Palace to see Rich- ard Uarthelmess in Son of the Gods — she understood him ! This unheard-of bliss was fated — McClellan Warner put his appearance in and fairly cap- tured the fickle heart of Elaine. He was a poet, a dreamer, a thinker, and also a Sissy, as Eddy declared. He wore a flownng black tie and a far-away expression adorned his phys- iogjiomy ; it was the expression that went to Elaine ' s heart. Nothing short of a funeral could persuade her to break a date with Mc( ' lellan ; they sat for hours on Elaine ' s front porch reading poetry. -Meantime Eddy, in his lonely room, was en- joying a period of heartbreaking seclusion ; 1 hi ' world was ag ' ainst him ; he abhorred the l aii- sex ; he never could love another ! All they wanted was for him to amuse them and then when some mooney individual came along they dropped him. Hi, Eddy! Eddy, say what ' s got into you lately ? Come on out and see my car. I just got it, been saving my money since Christmas — want to ride in it ■ ' ' An ' how! yelled Eddy coming out of his lethargy. Gee, it ' s great! I wish I had one — that ' s an idea. I ' ll save my money and get one and McClellan can read poetry to Elaine till he ' s blue in the face. Step on it and hit forty, Jim ! ' ' Roberta Smith ' 30 Side Lights of Studying As I sit and try to study At ray desk with zeal and zest. There are thoughts which come a-stealing And detract me from my quest. vSometimes they are light and airy, For no substance they contain ; They are vague and misty day dreams, Filled with joy and stripped of pain. Many are these flighty fancies Wh ' ch have caused my mind to shirk — But not for long, for the teacher Brings me sharply back to work. Marion Belcher ' 30 The Test of Friendship I ' ve often scanned the faces of my friends. And wondered if, when trouble came to me. They ' d prove the fickle beings fortune sends, Who fly in fear when misery they see. And now a sorrow, black as winter ' s night. Descends upon my weary, aching heart ; One happy thought shines like a golden light — My friends have proved true friends, and played their part. And this T count the greatest thing in life — To find, in troubled times, friends staunch and true ; And once again I ' ve heart to face the strife, With happy smile and dead hopes born anew. Otto Mason ' 32 Sixty-one Alice It was settled. Alice was to mai-ry James Shovel (le C ' oleseuttle. Althouji-h this was not pleasiiifz- to Alice, she was forced to consent. J. C. had plenty of money and he belonged to the hi her class of society. It is trne that no one knew where J. C. ' s money came from. Nevertheless, he had it and would soon have Alice. He was a thin, dark-complexioned, melodious villain. His dress was iminacidate ami his manners were charmin i ' . One may say, why wouldn ' t any jiirl be proud to marry a man of his position ? The reason for Alice ' s objections was Al iernon Squashead. Alfjernon was a hard-workinf ' , ambitious young man. lie had not the social and pecuni- ary .standinfi ' of J. C, but he had his -ood points. He was an ardent suitor for Alice ' s hand, but Alice ' s father would not hear of it. He would not even allow Al iy to visit Alice. Thus matters stood for a short while — a very short while. One day after the very short while had elapsed, Al :y was electrified to hear the an- nouncement of the engajiement between his sweetheart and de Colescuttle. But what could he do: ' He had no way of seeing Alice; so matters stood this w ' ay for a very .short while again. Now the day of the wedding had arrived. Alice was tearfully submitting to her fate. J. C. was in ec-itasies of delight while Alger- non had not been seen for a week. If one called at his rooming house, he would be informed that Algernon had not been home. At his place of business the same reply would have been forthcoming. What had hapjiened ? No one could tell. In the aftei-noon, as Alice was being mar- ried, a remarkal)le thing occurred. The par- son had got to tlie point where he asked: Is there anyone who has any reason why these people .should not be united in holy matri- mony ? If there is, let that man speak now, or forever after hold his peace. He had hardly uttered these words when the door was flung open and the youthful figure of Algernon ap- peared on the threshold. Htop! he screamed. His features were haggard, unkempt, his eyes were bloodshot, his cloth( s were .soiled ajul torn. To all app; ' arances, .some terrible c.itastroj)he had occurred. Stop! he screamed again. The j)arson gazed at him in surprise; then fiiuilly said, My good man, wliat is the trouble. ' Algernon slionted. I may be drunk, but I can lick any darn one of you here! FINIS Aidhor ' s Noic: Ha ha! Yo i wei-e expecting a romance, weren ' t you E. S. Luther, ' : 2 Vignette It was either school or a job ; so I got a job. It was slinging sodas at a drug store in Bos- ton. If it hadn ' t been for the cashier, I .should have liked the place. She was always bawling me out whether I ' d done anything wrong or not. Honest, if I hadn ' t done .something she could yell at me for, she ' d fi,nd .something for me to do ! I didn ' t know at first Avhether she had a right to kick me around, because the boss never said anj ' thing when he heard her. I never did like the bo.ss. He was fat, with a greasy look about him. He was some sort of a Greek. One of the other fellows there told me not to mind what the girl said. He said he never did. But she got on my nerves. She didn ' t even dress carefully. You can usually tell a wom- an ' s character by her shoes. Hers were almost always the same pair, terribly sloppy, with run-over heels and broken out toes. One day I just lifted up my hands and told her what I thought of her, and you can believe me it wasn ' t printable. When I got through, she just said, Oi — e — e — e — e — ! in a high, squeak}- voice. Ye Gods, what a girl! By this time, I was sick and tired of the whole place, but I couldn ' t leave becau.se I needed the money. They paid pretty well there, at any rate. Then one Saturday morning I took about four hundred dollars (not mine!) over to the bank and when I came back the police were just taking out a dozen or so cases of whi.skey. And you can bet your last cent that I never saw a pleasanter sight than when I saw that cashier and the boss getting into the patrol wagon. Tliey let me out of it and as anyone can see; I ' m back here in school, right where I ' m going to .stav. And that ' s that ! M. Clark ' 30 Sixty-two ftEFLECTOIt The Question of the Moment CHARACTERS Betty Dale, a solf-satisfied, .scheming- girl of 121. Jimmy Blake, a I ' ich bachelor and a frequent visitor at the Dale home. Mrs. Dale, Betty ' .s rather plain-spoken mother. GiNNiE Dale, Betty ' s 15-year old sister. Jack Dale, a .small brother of Betty ' s. Time: A warm spring afternoon. Place: Scene I. The sitting room in the Dale home. Scene II. The summer house on, the Dale ' s estate. ACT I SCENE I (The sitting room is equipped with the plainest of furniture. A few chairs, a .sofa, a table and a lamp or two constitute about the whole of the fui ' iiishings.) Mrs. Dale: (Standing in doorway with hands on her hips gazing at Betty.) Well, for Heaven sakes, Betty Dale, will you tell me what all tliis dolling up is going on for? Betty: (Blushing.) Oh — er — nothing. Moth- er; but you know Jimmy is coming this afternoon. And, do you know, I think he wants to ask me to marry him, but he hasn ' t (luite got the courage ? If he says anytliing this afternoon, I .shall help him all I can and maybe he will pop the (juestion. Who knows ? Mrs. Dale : Land sakes, if I ' d had to help your father out, I guess I ' d been an old maid. I don ' t know as I ' d want to marry a man that hadn ' t spunk enough to as k me. Betty: Well, you know it ' s just because he ' s bashful. lie ' s lived alone with that parrot so long he doesn ' t know how to act with hu- man beings. Do help me and keep those kids out of the room. They always iiop up at the wrong time. Mrs. Dale : Well, I hope you get him. I won ' t promise I can keep those children out, but I ' ll try. (Goes out, shaking head.) SCENE II (Betty and Jimmie are sitting in the sun- parlor talking. Jimmie seems quite confused.) JiMMY ' : Betty, would you — er — mind — that is care — if I asked vou to do something for me that would — er — ah — make me very happy ? Bett . : Whv, of course not, Jimmy. What is it •! JiMM : Oh, never mind. I guess it would be asking too much of you. I wouldn ' t want you to do something you didn ' t want to. Betty: Well, wliy don ' t you a.sk and see? I may not think tlie same as you. JiMMY ' : No, you wouldn ' t want to do it for me. Betty : Oh, Jimmy, I might like to do it. JiMM : Ilone.st, Betty? Well, then, here goes. Will you — (Enters Jack on the run.) Betty: Oh, Jack, what is the matter now? Jack: The matter? There ' s nothing the mat- ter. Why, does it look it? Bett : Well, I didn ' t know I asked you to come in and keep us company. Run along now and get some fudge. I left a pan full in the icebox. Jack : Oh, boy ! Me for the fudge. So long. (Exits Jack on the run.) Bett. : Now, Jimmy, what is it we were talk- ing about . ' Oh — yes — you were just going to ask me something. What was it now? Jimmy : Oh, I ' ve been thinking it over and I guess I shouldn ' t ask. It wouldn ' t be right for you. Betty : Oh, don ' t be so foolish. How can you tell before you ask? (Aside.) It may come now. Jimmy: It was only that — I was wondering if you minded — (Enters Ginnie and slumps down in the first chair.) Ginnie : Whew, is it hot ? Well, I guess. Well, Miss Betty, why the long face ? Have I done something to displease your highness? Betty: Who wouldn ' t be displeased having you children so ignorant. You don ' t know any better than to not interrupt. Now run along. Ginnie : Run along ? I shall do nothing of the soi-t. The very idea ! Betty: (In despair.) Oh, plea.se go and I ' ll let you wear my new dress any time you want to. Ginnie : That will be tonight, tomorrow night, the next night, and the next. I must go and Sixty-three put it in niy room. I now bid you adieu. (Makes mocking bow and slowly saunters out of the room.) Bettv : Now, maybe you can ask me what you started to. What is it, Jimmy? Jimmy : Well, you see I ' ve got to go on a busi- ness trip for a couple of weeks. Betty: (Aside.) Oli, goodie, I ' ll bet he wants to get mari ' ied and take me there on a lioney- moon. Jimmy: And I was wondering if you would mind taking care of my parrot while I ' m gone. You ' re sure it ' s not asking too much of you ? CURTAIN Eleanor Dwyer ' 31 New and Old Come on Strike up the Band and let ' s go! As you all know I ' m a Dreamer and the other night I began ' ' Crying for the Caro- lines. Don ' t you think they are just as Lovable and Sweet as possible? Then m my dream — -nightmare if you wish — I began to ' ' Button up my Overcoat ' ' and start Down South. How pleased I was when I saw Piccolo Pete, Annie Laurie, Grand- ma with her Old Gray Bonnet, Annabel Lee, Robin Adair, and many others of my musical friends ! Annie had decided she didn ' t want to Turn on the Heat any longer so she just Packed up her Troubles and boarded the train for her Old Kentucky Home. A part of That Old Gang of Mine was going Tenting Down in Tennessee and had certainly planned for some Happy Days. Lest Auld Acquaintance Be Forgot we began recalling memories of our younger days. Suddenly a rising young artist who had been dreaming he was Painting the Clouds with Sunshine told us we made too much noise. We retorted that if he did not like the sound he could go Tiptoe through the Tu- lips. ' ' He realized that his ' ' Fate was in Our Hands and so kept his silence while we sang some of the good old songs. I realized that Little by LitJtle we were Merrily rolling along to the station where some of the travel- lers were to change trains and T would be on my way Down Among the Sugar Cane. The conductor then came through the train and said all those Alabama Bound should change at the nexit station. Then we all began singing The End of a Perfect Day. J. Hawes ' .30 Among the Seniors Wouldn ' t It Be Queer If : Phil wero a Hin ge instead of a Brackett . ' Kussell were a Plain instead of a Tower . ' Andrewena were a Whistle instead of a Bell . ' Evelyn were Soft instead of Loud 1) ck were a Teddybear instead of a Dorley ? Winnie were a Chase instead of a Hunt ? Prank were a Heel instead of a Soule ? Grace were Big instead of Little ? Karl were a Plumber insitead of a Gardner Arthur Avere a Wreath instead of a Garlaii l . ' Mary were a Grocer instead of a Taylor Barbara were Gas instead of Cole ? Charlie were Late instead of Reidy ? Barbara Avere Smiles in.stead of Grieves ? Aubrey were a Birdy instead of a Pos y . ' Elsie wei-e a Tree instead of a Stub ? Alden were a Shopkeeper instead of a Mer- chant ? Charles were Grerman ijistead of Freneli . ' Bill were a Rug instead of a Curtin Isabelle were Mistletoe instead of Ilawley? Alice were an Ocean instead of a Poole Willard were a Priest instead of a Bishop 1 Dorothy were a Thorn instead of a Bryer . ' Jeannette were a Twister instead of a Turner ? Ruth were a Grass instead of a Reed Eleanor were to Sail instead of to Rowe Arnold were to Pi ' eeinct inst ad of to Ward? B. Lihheif ' 30 The Wog nog Sif (Burma Girl) On the shores of Gichegooney, Where the Iliberhockers play. There ' s a Wognou- Sif a ' waitin ' ; And I ' ve often heard him say, Ichy nicker bullogg hooney, Na f er higse, seeder ree. An ' I ' ve wondered oft about it. An ' I know it ' s troublin ' me. Very soon T came upon an Explanation of that stuff. An ' I ' 11 tell you all about it, Tho ' the language ' s rather rough. Ichy nicker bullogg hooney means I ' m wait in ' , dear, fer thee. Na fer higse means I love ya ' . Just the same as ' ' seeder ree. ' ' Carol Stench ' 33 Sixty-four Budy Learns a Thing or Two ' Twas a balmy spring evciiiny ' . Petunia Evans, a slender, dark-eyed miss of but eight- een summers, was anxiously strolling up and down the front hall, making sure to keep near the telephone in order that she, and not Buddy, h r tiui-year-old brother, could reach it firsf, hlundd it chanc? to ring. At this precise nu)aient, her young brother entered the luill, whistling. Is that the phone . ' cried Petunia, making a dive for that instrument, and vainly shout- ing hello several iiimes into the transmitter. I do wisii you ' d be a little more gentlemanly and stop whistling. T thought the phone rang. Oh dear, I ' ll bet he tried to get me while I was saying Hello and the operator told him tlie line was busy ! Now get away from here you! This to Buddy. Buddy immediately started scrolling up and down the hall behind his sister. Petunia ignored liim and started re-arranging her hair (perhaps she thought h? had a television ap- paratus on his telephone). All at once the tele- phone ) U g, and at the same time Mrs. Evans called Buddy. Petunia, having Avaited uiuil Buddv was out of hearing, sweetly aid Hel- lo. IIcllo, answered an all-ton-familiar male voice. ' ' This is Prank. Wotcha doing tonight ' ? ' ' Pool- Petunia!! Her fate was sealed. Prank ha])];ened to be a neighbor of His and if she were to tell Frank slie was busy tonight, he would iirobably tell II im. So, in a lifeless tone, sh? said. Nothing. O. K. said Frank, I ' ll be right over. S ' long. Bud ly entered tli( hall, carrying his trum- pet. Mom ' n Pop ' ve gone out, he said, or rather gurgled, for he had a mouth full of candy. So the new boy-friend you ' re so stuck on is coming over, is he? Gee, I haven ' t met him. I s ' pose he ' s as goofy-looking as all your other friends. Want me to help you entertain him? he ([ueried, with a wicked grin on his face. Suddenly Petunia had an inspiration. It so happened that Buddy had met neither Prank nor ■  . Why couldn ' t she—? You little pest you! Don ' t you dare show your face! she cried. Buddy rushed to the kitchen for some cake, and the doorbell rang. Petunia went to let Prank in. The two, sui)posedly enamored of each other, cnte:ed the living-room. Buddy follow-ing. i ' etunia put a new recoi-d on the Victrola. liL ' re Jiuddy interrupted the proceedings, ooriy, S-S, he said, but I simply must do ir.y pract sing now. Whereupon he turned off the Victrola and started madly blowing his trumpet. Petunia kept beseeching him to leave, a fact which made him the more de- termined to slay. Af 0) ' fift en minutes of loud noises issuing from the trumpet, poor Frank began to have a headache. Another quarter of an hour fol- lov;cd. during wlhch Buddy had been blowing nenrer and blowing more loudly, Frank gave up all atte.npt at conversation. (This was a - usual fni- the egotistical, talkative Frank.) Pe- tunia. wi:li an ugly glance at Buddy, sug- ge ted tliat slie ancl Prank play double soli- taire. But Buddy had now decided to play w-th his dog, a huge Airedale. Soon the table wis shaking so that the cards were falling- all over the floor. As a last r?sort. Prank suggested that Pe- tunia and he go out on the porch. Petunia ordered Buddy to stay inside ; upon which he promptly followed them out. Finally, after a half-hour during which Buddy entertained them by singing at the top of his voice, Frank left in despair. By this time Buddy had begun to feel ashamed and scared, and had started to sneak upr ' lairs. But Petunia was too (piick for him. She grabbed him and planted a kiss on his left eye. Wlnit the heck! cried P)uddy, pulling away. b Buddy, you little peach! That wasn ' t Tie! That was Prank Smith, the worst pest in town. Here, here ' s a (luarter; now go to bed. Buddy, thoroughly humiliated for the first time in his short life, started to refuse the money, but on second thought, he grabbed it and stole quietly upstairs. He had discovered, to his immense surprise, that his sister actually had a few brains. B. Grieves ' 30 Compliments of T. J. KELLY 782 Broad St. E. Weymouth Sixty -five ftEFLECTOIt Longing I liold a beautiful sea-shell Close to my listening ' ear, And out of its depth of whiteness Mysterious music I hear. A faint sweet song of longing For its far ofif ocean home, Tlie music of all the waters, Tlie roar of tiie wild sea-foam. We joui ' ney to realms of beauty, Through flower-strewn paths we roam, And yet, like the moaning sea-shell, We long for the isles of home. Pauline Frazier Junior High Grade 8 The Snow Storm My brother Billy, who is in the sixth grade, had, for home work, to write a poem on a snow storm or just about snow. This was his attempt : From the cabin door she poked her noze Right inito the northern winter snoze. And then, be-gosh, her noze it froze. Believe it or not. But just suppoze ' Twas your noze that froze In the winter snoze, I bet, by Joze, Your blood would roze, Fi ' om out your toze Higiit u]i your hoze. To tickle your noze, yVnd mnke you bloze The noze that froze. Carol Seach Good-Bye Tf you do not like your high school Or the way in which it ' s run; If you do not like its pupils. Its teachers or its fun ; Tf you do not like the subjects That your Weymouth High School holds; There are cars and buses leaving For a hundred other goals. If you cannot boost your high school. Where men star and fail each day ; If you cannot use advantages That forever come your way; If you cannot join in boosting; Tiien you must have knocking roles. And they ' re selling tickets daily For a hundred other goals. Barbara Lihbcij ' 30 Sing a Song of Sailors Sing a song of sailors. An ocean full of sea; And ' tis a salty sailor That I sliould like to be. And then I ' d buy me one great ship. With tali masts and a spar; And I ' d steer alone, for my only guide Would be the great North Star. I ' d jiaint her miglity l)ulk with red, I ' d paint her masts with white — W ' tli many a fearful wave she ' d clash. And triumph in the fight. I ' d often loiter on the deck, T ' d watch the changing sea, I ' d flirt with ' all the mermaids Will) came to talk to me. And, oh, there ' s many a thing I ' d do A sailing on the deep ; But girls are not allowed at sea. And it almost makes me weep. Carol Seach ' 33 Spring When the birds begin to sing. We all know it ' s a sign of spring. And the gra.ss is groAving green After winter ' s (piiet dream. Trees that seemed so tired of life Again have leaves of color bright. Flowers, too, begin to sjirout. Blossoms fragrant budding out. All the birds so busy seem, Building nests that can ' t be seen. Some in trees, some on the ground. Making sure they ' re safe and sound. Days are longer, warm and bright. So we all can have delight. Swimming, baseball — games for all — Make us young at Springtime ' s call. E. McFaun ' 31 Sixty-nix feEFLECTOIt The Awakening of Geraldine Gerakline Beaupree felt rotten. She hadn ' t tlie faintest idea coneerninji ' what ailed her. Now as lier slun modish fig-are wended its way from De Kalb Avenue to Villoughby Avenue, where she taught Grade III in the Abraham Lincoln school, she reflected miserably that she w ' shed she were dead. Hers was an un- u.sual frame of mind for such a morning. Na- ture was in one of her airy fairy Lilian moods. There was a breeze and everything fluttered. The men held down their new .spring hats with firm thumb and forefinger and the g ' entler sex exercised a no less careful regard over their fliglity skirts, which had a way of succumbing coyly to every playful breeze. It was spring, that season of irresponsibility — spring-, when Cupid shoots blindfolded, mil- lionaires marry stenographers, wise professors woo white-aproned gum chewers behind (juick- lunch counters, schoolma ' ms make big bad boy.;; remain after school, lads with ladders steal lightly over lawns where Juliet waits in her trellissed window with her telescope packed, young couples out for a stroll come home married, old chaps put on white spats and promenade near the Normal School, and — well, anyway, you get my meaning. It was spring- Geraldine .saw none of the tender warnings of a beautiful summer-time. She walked slowly, head bent in thought. What ' s the matter with me? she thought desperately. Why don ' t I have a good time, have dates, and — well, what is wrong with me ? She caught herself up then, walked more briskly, cataloguing her assets in her mind as she went along. An old game with Geraldine. Good hair, good teeth, good eyes. Oh, Avhat was the use ? Good was all very well, but — oh. there was something wrong. Geraldine moaned to herself as she crossed the street at the policeman ' s signal. What Geraldine did not know and what un- fortunately no one had ever told her Avas that her hair was that uncommon color called rus- set, and, being curly, was a godsend to its pos- sessor. Her eyes were really striking, being very large deep black, fringed by short, thick, brown eyelashes. And the rea.son for her singu- lar loneliness was due entirely to herself. Her a.ssociates saw in Miss Beaupree a sensible young voman of exceptional ability and marked aversion to frivolity. She dressed habitually m browns and blacks of the darker shade and was conspicuous for her lack of makeup. Which was just what Geraldine Beaupree intended them to see. She would have died rattier than let it be known that she, Geraldine Beaupree, was sick with a longing to be like other girls, abhorred and loathed the idea of being an old maid and wanted desper- ately someone to call her Jerry. Nobody ex- cept her own family had ever called her Jerry. There were steps hurrying along behind Geraldine now. 0 Miss Beaupree, just a moment please! And Geraldine, jolted rudely out of her hec- tic and bitter thoughts, turned slowly to face Mi.ss Simmons, principal of the Abraham Lincoln School. Her face was a mask, a cool, indifferent, (luestioning mask. Of the revolt and wretchedness seething in her brain there was no indication. Miss Simmons sensed noth- ing amiss. ' ' I thought I would tell you, Miss Beaupree, you have been chosen to represent the school at the annual lecture. You know, of course, what your duties will be. I must say I think it is an admirable choice. You are so sensible. Miss Beaupree ! The guest of honor will be that delightful writer, Guy Delaine, and they do say he is quite temperamental. But, oh, if you could win the speaker ' s prize for the school. Miss Beaupree — I ' ll do my best, naturally, cut in Ger- aldine resentfully. I ' m sure you will, returned Miss Sim- mons sweetly. And, Miss Beaupree, as Geraldine was moving away, ' ' I forgot to tell you it ' s a very dressy occasion. You won ' t mind primping a bit, will you? Geraldine replied in the negative, but asked herself, Now what the devil did she mean by that? For you must know Geraldine wasn ' t given to dressing up. Miss Simmons hurried on and Geraldine followed with lagging steps. So engrossed in thought w ' as she that, hearing her name called softly, she jumped and swung around hastily, even angrily. A long, low, powerful road.ster was drawn up to the curb and from the seat a huge young man smiled at her engagingly. Sixty-seven lie was darkly tanned and his teeth shone, firm and white. He patted the seat beside him in- vitinj -ly. I didn ' t mean to startle you, Miss Beaii- pree. I merely thought I ' d give you a lift to the school. No thank you, said Geraldine frigidly. I wouldn ' t trouble you. No trouble, ' he returned pleasantly and waited. ' ' Really, ' ' she stumbled uncertainly, it ' s very kind of you, but ... I ' m almost there, and it ' s such a beautiful day — I — I — For the life of her she couldn ' t move. She stood there with burning cheeks feeling his dark eyes intent upon lier. She, Geraldine Beau- pree, tongue-tied before a stranger. And such a stranger! You mean you ' d rather walk. he laughed, Well, sorry to have troubled you. Good morning! All the morning Geraldine puzzled over the mystery. How did it happen he knew her name, and that she taught school ? Oh, well, what did it matter ? The Question-box oc- cupied most of her attention. Timmie Devons refused to accept anything as logical unless he knew the reason why. Geraldine mentioned among other things that Washington was an honest man and Timmie immediately dis- agreed. Yeah, he said, I s ' pose that ' s why they close the banks on his birthday? And he flatly refused to sanction the roundness of the earth. If the earth were round, the Chinamen ' s pigtails would stand up straight instead of lying down flat. At half past four Geraldine put on her plain black coat and drew a close black hat down over her russet curls. As she stopped to straighten oui the books on her desk, voices came to her clearly. They belonged to Miss Bi-ady, the second grade teacher and to Miss Simmons, the principal. Yes, I told her this morning, came Miss Simmoiis ' s voice. Actually she seemed in- sulted when 1 warned lier it was to be a dressy affair. She certainly is unique, responded Miss Brady, in that she is good-looking and doesn ' t know it. Honestly, Miss Simmons, if I had her looks — of course she needs a haircut ! Sixtjj-eight — T ' d wear green and bhu and never look a g:ff horse in the mouth. Why, Miss Brady, came Miss Simmons ' s voie ag.iin, fainter now, I had no idea you — And Geraldine heard the heavy outer door slam. She stood as if turned to stone for a time. Her eyes kindled with determination. She ' d show ' em. That night she studied her newly-bobbesl hair in the mirror. Yes, it really made a dif- fer: nee. While it was beautiful before, it was enchanting now. It curled above her ears and broke out into stubborn ringlets at the nape of her neck. She tried on one gown after another and studied the effect critically. Iler heart sang witliin lu r. She was not merely beautiful — she looked positively dangei ' ous. And with the knowledge that she was fair to look upon . ' •omething came to Geraldine — a poi.se, a di- ablerie ehe had brfore, but could not u.se. Not vf.cuousness I Geraldine was too serious for that. Because Geraldine was so sensible. she chose for the evening of the lecture a slinkj% black, tight-fitting gown with two little forks in the back. In it she looked as coy as Lillian Gish and as forward as Peggy Hopkins Joyce. The dress was daring, to be sure, but Geral- dine ' s eyes gave her away. They were wide and deep and frightened. But her copper curls glowed a warmer bronze above the black frock and she carried herself with a bravado she was far from feeling. Once, when she overheard the principal ' s wife nudge another woman with the words, Who is that exquisite things? her blush Avas irrepressible, vivid, and start- ling. Blusliing was a thing of the past. But, on tlie whole, tlie early evening was not a success. Geraldine made a clever little speech. The women studied the gown with undisguised envy and the men wondered if they hadn ' t overlooked a bet after all. At nine-tliii ty the guest of honor had not arrived. Geraldine, mix- ing punch, was feeling disgruntled and very much let down. Her anger foiuid expression in a burst of resentment against the missing guest of honor. Such nerve ! A gathering of influential people assembled to do him honor, and he failed to put in an appearance even. This was being temperamental with a venge- ance. Geraldine rattled the glasses furiously. Miss Simmons happened along. 1 1 ii -if ftEFLECTOIt Y()(i iiiiidi ' ;i s[)lL ' iuli(l iiiiprc ' ssion, my (Iciir. she told (i; ' i-al(lim ' . Of course, your jiowu lu ' ipcd. Air. Dehiii ? probably was loo busy uiipack:ii ' to lighten our dull ( ' Vonin ' . He ' s just I ' cinrned from tlio Orient, you know, llow old is he . ' Why, what a (juestion, my dear ! Of course, I ' v£ never met liim, but tliey say — why, there he is. He ' s Icokiuj; ' over tliis way too. She liurried off, ler.viuji ' Ger- ald ine .stariuj - ncro.ss the lensith of the lecture hall into the dark eyes of the younu ' man of the i-oad«tei Gerald ine tried to look away, l)ut he held her gaze intently. Then, as Miss Siinmons bustled up importantly, he turned away care- lessly. Geraldine ' s cheeks burned. So that was Guy Delaine, lie wrote like a comb-nation of Theodore Dreiser and Sinclair Lewis. And he was youii -. Geraldine went on mixing punch. She felt of a sudden old and weary. Sh. wished Miss Simmons would finish her intro- duction and give her a cliaiice to make her excuses. She w inted to go home and sleep. She certainly had no intention of speaking to Guy Delaine. But how had he known her name . ' Too late she looked up. Miss ]ieau])ree, purred Miss Simmons, allow me to present Mr. Delaine. Mr. De- laine, til is is Geraldine Beaupree, one of our most promising teachers. Before he could .speak, Geraldine Beaupree said (luickly, coolly, How do you do, Mr. — Delaine. Her hesitation on his name was th height of impertinence. But he was everything she ' d always longed to be. Famous, sought after, charming, and indilferent to it all. Sh ' hurried on, Miss Simmons, I ' ll say good night now! I ' ve had a lovely time! I she broke of¥. Why did he keep staring at her so . ' How could Geraldine know the picture slie made? Her immense eyes dark and stormy, her curls glinting fire under the electric light ! Mi.ss Beaupree, said Miss Simmons, did you bring an umbrella or a storm coat ? You know, it ' s simply pouring. The he spoke, pleasantly and matter of factly, Miss Beaupree is going along with me! She can ' t walk on a night like this! And to Geraldine, How about it? Geraldine opened her lips for some scath- ing retort. But under his close regard her mouth closed, her heart beat heavily, crazily, and the pink in her cheeks burned a deeper rose. She followed him docilely out the door i ' .fter he ' d helped her on witii her coat. Out- side in the street the rain fell heavily, vengn- iully, and the water was inches high. So Mr. j)elaine kindly carried Miss Bi aupree out to his waiting car. She was speechless. I knew your name, he v()luiit; ' ered when they were o;i tlieir way, for the siiii])le reason that I took pains to find out. Geraldine said nothing. And 1 know where you live because I — ■ well, you se; ' I intended to call on you ; so I looked you up. When the car drew up and came to rest outside Geraldine ' s conservative boarding-house, Mr. Delaine observed that here, too, the streets were wet, and once mor? assisted Geraldine accordingly. He sat her down gently and looked down at her. His eyes were tender. Geraldine held out her hand. Well, good-night, she said demurely. ' ' And thank you for the buggy ride ! ' ' Let me see, he said. Tomorrow is Sun- day. What are you going to do ? Why, 1 — I — haven ' t — began Geraldine Instily. Good! said Guy Delaine. What do you say we do it together? Suddenly Geraldine felt ridiculously young and light-hearted and foolish. She giggled and grinned charmingly. S ich nerve ! It ' s O. K. with me! said Geraldine. Half an hour later, curled up in bed, she read the evening paper. Conditions in India were reaching a climax and Mussolini was in- tolerant of the weaknesses of others. You need no longer be told you have an expensive foot if you visit the Enna Jettick Shoe Shop. Guy Delaine, the writer, was leaving on Monday for China. Mr. Delaine had only just returned from a tour m the Orient, but was returning upon special business. Geraldine felt angry and hurt. Naturally, he had no intention of f l)ending his last day with her. Iler gullibility must have been amusing. When her landlady knocked at her door and informed her plaintively that there was a young man down.stairs who insisted on seeing Miss lieaupree, Geraldine felt annoyed and guilty and excited. Suppose it was! But, no, it couldn ' t be. Geraldine ' s heart sank. She slipped her feet into bedroom slippers and her pajama-clad self into a bathrobe, an old relic of her brother ' s, much too large and the worse for wear. But the upstanding color brought out the boyish line of her clipped head and the thinness of wistful little face. And her SHxtif-ninp russet curls fairly flamed a ' ainst the dark color of the old robe. But a dru - store clerk could have no eye for a din iy, old bathrobe. Geraldine had told Joe from around the cor- ner to brinji ' her some aspii-in tablets. Iler head ached so violently of ni ilits ! She ran down the stairs and opened the door into the vestibule. She tripped, .she vi ho had lived there five years without trippino ' , and fell headlong- onto a dark form which rose from a chair. Geraldine felt the softness and thickness of fur under her cheek. The arms which held her were hard and firm, the agree- able odor of pipe tobacco was .strong in her nostrils, and she knew it was not Joe. But — Did you get it, Joe? she inquired laugh- ingly. Guy Delaine released her abruptly. Lord, child, but you ' re thin! You! cried Geraldine. You must ex- cuse me — I thought you were — She broke off and shivered. It was cold in that vestibule. He drew nearer to her, and tilting up her chin, he fa.stened the top button on the bathrobe. Joe mu.st be a privileged character to war- rant such dishabille, he declared mourn- fully. Geraldine laughed. Did you want to see me for anything? she asked. You left your pocketbook in my car, he explained gravely. IIow do I know that it doesn ' t contain your la.st nickel ? There is something else too. But I ' ll tell you that to- morrow. ' ' But do you really feel, faltered Geral- dine, that vou can spend vour last day with me? I ' m going to spend all my days with you if things pan out right, said Guy Delaine. So now we know what the proposition was. Elsie Stubb ' 30 Mrs. Barnard: We ' re going to gallop through the book. E. Bernier : Is that the one about Hades? Mrs. Barnard : No, you can ' t gallop through Hades. John W, Bartlett Co., Inc. 33-35 Sea St., No. Wevnaouth Dry Goods, Shoes, China, Glassware, Carmote Paints French Club At the fii-st meeting of the French Club the following officers were chosen : President : Edwin Thomas Vice-President : Stanley Johnson Secretary: Mary Di Lorenzo Treasurer: Barbara Libbty In the cour.se of the year Phyllis Clark was elected Vice-President, because of the re.signa- tion of Stanley Johnson. The entertainment committee was changed every two months, to give everybodj a chance to be on it. The members of Le Cercle Franeaise were : Phyllis Clark Leonard Bryant Josephine Caru.so Marie Conroy Patricia Fuller Mary DiLorenzo Filomena Amoroso Barbara Libbey Alice Olsen lona Seach Edwin Thomas Dorothy Pearson Hazel Smith The club met on the second Thursday of each month, and enjoyed a programme consisting ' of songs, games, and specialties. German Club The German Club, under Miss Humphrey and Miss Jefts, started November 20. Tile following officers were elected: President : Karl Gardner Vice-President : William Washburn Secretary: Mary Di Lorenzo Treasurer : Je.ssie Squeglia Meetings were held on the fir.st Wednesday of the month. Rus.sell Denbroeder and Edwin Thomas were elected chairmen of the enter- tainment, serving on alternate meetings. The programme consisted of games and music. The members were : Charles Blackwell Phillip Brackett Georgiana Crawford Russell Denbroeder Paul DriscoII Mary DiLorenzo Edward Folej ' Karl Gardner Louis Lilla Alden Merchant Aubrey Posey Jessie Squeglia Mary Taylor Edwin Thomas Wilbur Tirrell Joseph Tobin Russell Tower William Washburn Seventy Plaimelrnonth already liad his famous Ball packed up and ready for cold stora je when these questions came in, but the Business Manager and the Editor (no less!) finally persuaded him to take it out and get the answers ready in time for press. Since Admiral Byrd has left Antarctica without a President, P ' Iannelmouth has been itchin i- to get down there and fill his shoes while he is gone. (They wear the same size ! ) This trip will cool him down a little so that he will be quite fresh for the comino- year. 1. Dear Plannelmouth, I am considering taking a job at a laundry this summer. Do you think I am adapted for this work? W. T. No. You ' re too much of a nut to be a washer ; but you ' d sure be a ringer as an auto-mechanic ' s assistant. 2. Dear Flannelmouth, The packing companies claim to use all of a pig but the squeak. Has the squeak any value ? Anna Kiley Certainly. Henry Ford now pays Swift and Co. a royalty on it. 3. Dear Flannelmouth, I hear that D. P. and I. S. are planning to learn to drive an auto this summer. Could you tell me where they intend to do this ' Leonard Bryant Texas. I think Weymouth is too nar- row. 4. Dear Flannelmouth, At the Senior Dance I heard a girl boast that her mother knew a French Makiss. What is that? Mary Taylor It is the osculation given a boy by his mother after he has been punished for taking French leave from W. H. S. 5. Dearest Flannelmouth, After sclicol is over I wish to study to be a diva. Which conservatory of music would you advise for this study ? Althea Smith None. Take a course in the South Boston Aquarium. 6. Dear Flannelmouth, I wish to continue my chemistry educa- tion along lines I am told I am peculiarly adept at. Where should I go for further training? Ed Thomas You should be scent to Bradley ' s. 7. Dear Flannelmouth, Does a man ' s soul depart as soon as he dies? Ruth Reed We took this up with no less an au- thority than Frank Jones, one of our sole experts. He says that the dying is done before the soles depart from the cutting machines. 8. Dear Flannelmouth, I hear college boys are wearing shorts next year. Are shorts now required for college entrance ? Ka!rl Gardner Only in Scotch TTniversities. 9. Dear Flannelmouth, At the Battle of Bannockburn all the Scotch were kilted. Where can I find the English losses? Ruth Ogren T should consult Hitchcock ' s Junior English Book. 10. Dear Flannelmouth, Who really won the war? Carrie Randall No one won the war. It was ended be- fore our class graduated. Seventy-one Dumb : Do you think Prof. Kidder meant anything by it ? Ditto: By what? Dumb : He advertised a lecture on Fools. I bought a ticket and it said Admit One. Mr. Brown : My wife tlirows a tit every time I come home late. Mr. Parker: Well, that ' s a lot better than a .skillet. I. J. Seach : There ' s one thing about your sisiter Elsie; she ' s outspoken. Edna Stubb : Not by anyone I know. Something is preying on her mind. Don ' t worry; it Will die of starvation. What is a financier ? Something you get when you become en- gaged. How would you explain an extemporaneous talk? Spontaneous combustion. Riley : So you think I ' m a perfect idiot ? Ed Thomas : Oh, no, none of us are perfect. Husband : If a man steals — no matter what — he will live to regret it. Wife (sweetly) : You used to steal kisses from me before we were married. Husband : Well, you heard what I said. Seventy-iwo B. Libbey : Do you need any .shoes ? J. llawes : No. B. Libbey: Neither do I. Let ' s go into this shoe store and rest while they try some on us. Barl) Grieves: Was Ann in a bright red frock at the dance last night . ' Andy Abbott : Some of her, darling, some of her. M. Belcher : IIow dare you swear before me 7 Barker : Go ahead, I didii ' t know you wanted to swear first. Nelson : Karl, are you a model yoiith . ' Gardner : Sure. Nelson: AVell, you know what model is. It ' s an imitation of the real thing. Teacher : An anonymous person is one who does not want to be knoAvn. Who ' s talking in the back of the room ? Voice : An anonymous person, teacher. Mother: I thought you said your room was spotless ! Johnny: Yes ' m. Not a clean spot in it. One: I ' m thirsty and I want a drink. Two: Drink milk — it ' s good for the blood. One: Yeah, but I ain ' t bloodthirsty. Her father keeps a saloon. Is her family as old as that? Lady -. Did the lion evei bite you ? Keeper: Yes. but he got well again. Did you ever stop to think what might have happened to American history if the British soldiers at Bunker Hill had had bloodshot eves ? A 300-pound man stood gazing longingly at the enticing display in a haberdasher ' s win- dow. A friend stopped to inquire if he was thinking of buying the marked-down lavender silk shirt. Gosh, no. replied tlie fat man wistfully. The only thing that fits me ready-made is a handkerchief. Dictionary (Funk Wagnalls) — A bit plotless, but splendid vocabulary. Nursery Rhymes (Mother Goose) — Clever characterization. Plenty of action. Census Reports (Government) — Decided realism. Perhaps a trifle too racy. Telephone Directory (Bell) — Characters tend to obscure the action. Setting local. Congressional Record (I . S. Legislators) — Speeches too long. Much superfluous verbiage Flim : Why this stuff isn ' t poetry. It ' s just escape of gas. Flam : Then there must be something wrong with the meter. What the girls of W. H. S. need are Cool- idgre stockings — that do not choose to run. An old colored man was burning grass when a wise guy stopped and said: You ' re foolish to do that. Uncle Eb : it will make the meadow as black as you are. Don ' t worry ' bout dat. sah. responded Uncle Eb. ' ' Dat grass will grow out an ' be as green as you is. ' ' I ' m going home. Why? I live there. Pupil: What is an iceberg, Mr. Griffin? Mr. Griffin : It ' s a kind of permanent wave. Cop : I m afraid I shall have to take you in charge. Do you know that you ' ve walked around that monument seventy-five times ? Intoxicated : Well, 1 mush do it, you know, old fellow ; 1 m a Rotarian. Bill : I hear you rode on a cowcatcher of a locomotive once. Were you scared . ' Henry : I 11 say I was. I didn ' t know what minute ' 1 m:ght b: hit by an automobile. Advertising for a .slogan, a company which manufactures soaps and perfumes got this : If you don ' t use our soaps, for heaven ' s sake use our perfumes. ' ' If merger movements continue, we ' ll soon have colleges consolidating to get better foot- ball teams. Cop : Here, you ' ve been speeding. Inebriate : Honest, officer, I have been sit- ting here right in the front seat of this car all afternoon. Our heart goes out to the New Yorker who pondered the census taker ' s question concern- ing his marital status, and answered: Pre- carious. We supposed that those Washington cor- respondents call it a heated debate because they are too polite to say half-baked. He (at 11 P. M. ) : Did you know I could imitate any bird you can name f She: No, I didn ' t. Can you imitate a hom- ing pigeon : Bandits recently hounded a jazz musician out of Chicago. That city seems to have be- sun to reform at last. No product in the world has as great a turn- over as chewing-gum. He calls himself a human dynamo. No wonder. Everything he has on charged. ' ' Seventy-three is STETSON WALKS THE FIRST TEN MILES When you step into Stetsons you step into positive comfort — a seven league stride to incomparable foot ease. STETSON SHOES AND WOMEN 136 Boylston Street, Boston, Mass. Factory, South Weymouth DONOVAN DRUG CO. ' le JcT ' vice Stores ' weymouth - hingham cx;hasset We Specialize In Prescription Work Telephone Res. Btaintrec 1539 W Office Wey. 02 17 W. D. AITKEN JR. Plumbing Sl Heating 15 Front Stieetr Washington Square STANDARD PLUMBING FIXTURES H.B.SMITH HEATERS RICHARDSON . BOYTON FURNACES NO KOL OIL BURNERS SHEET METAL WORK A joke is said to pass around the world in sixty- days. The trouble is that it doesn ' t know when to stop. Nitt: Wherell we eat? Witt: Let ' s eat up the street. Nitt : Naw, I don ' t like asphalt. Orthodox Jewish father to son prominent in college football : What ' s this I hear about you bringing home the bacon? Advice to our public speaking classes : Stand up, speak up, shut up. Headline in newspaper : Woman Found Sane, Must Die. Compliments of The KATHRYN DONNELLY BEAUTY SHOP Washing:toii Square Weymouth Seveniy-four Ill W ti} fflrat litHh a far tl}t S ntttsB nf tl|? (Ukaa nf 1930 Biddy Wants a Collector A certain enterprising poultryman has crossed his hens with parrots to save time. He used to hunt around lor the eggs, but now the hens walk up to him and say, Hank, I just laid an egg. Go got it. Ahem! Caller: Does your husband object to cats? Hostess : Yes, he says I feed all the cats in the neighborhood. Won ' t you stay and have a cup of tea? Teacher : Another book by the same author is the ' The Silent Woman ' . Pupil (aside) : 1 never heard of one. J. H, Murray Hdwe. Co., Inc. F. Wayland Preston, Treas. Bay State Paints Builders ' Hardware 809 Broad St. E. Weymouth CHAS. F. BROWN Meats, Vrovisions and Fish I want to get your business, And you bet I realize It pays to sell good things to eat. That ' s the way I advertise. South Weymouth, Mass. Tels. Wey. 1690-1691 Seventy-five LOOKING FORWARD No good can be accomplished by worrying over the discouragements of the past. Your big ambition should be the making of a brighter future. By making deposits regularly in an account at this bank, you will go a long way toward realizing this ambition. Last eleven dividends at five per cent. SOUTH WEYMOUTH SAVINGS BANK SOUTH WEYMOUTH, MASS. Wliat have you there? Some insect power. Good heavens ! You aren ' t going to commit suicide, are you? A correspondent assures us that the following notice has been posted around an electric station : Beware ! To touch these wires is instant death. Any one found doing so will be prosecuted. Jones : At least I can ' t call you two-faced. Smith: Why not? Jones : You wouldn ' t use that one if you had another. The Bee ' s Candy Shoppe Home Made Candies Lunch Ice Cream BROAD ST., EAST WEYMOUTH Seventy-six OAKLAND PONTIAC Sales and Service THORFS GARAGE 866 WASHINGTON STREET The only authorized Oakland - Pontiac Sales and Service Dealer in the Weymouths Tel. Wey. 0510 1 Chas E Merchant ! Dealer in Cigars, Candy, Fruits, Ice Cream, Soft Drinks Jackson Sq. East Weymouth Charles C. Hearn Registered Pharmacist Right Goods at Right Prices The Store of Satisfaction Drop in and see our Remodeled Store and Soda Fountain 313 BRIDGE ST., NO. WEYMOUTH Boy to man waiting for street car : Hey, mister, the car has gone by. Man How do you know ? Boy ' ell, there are the tracks. Okl Way : May I liave the pleasure of this next dance wth you? New Way : May I borrow your frame for the next struggle? Reidy : Gee, I didn ' t know trucks grew on trees ! Smith : Sure ! Why, my uncle has a truck farm. Compliments of Mrs A, C. Spear Dry Goods 806 Broad St. East Weymouth Weymouth Beef Company Provisions, Groceries and Fish Tel. 1394 15 Washington Sq. Wey mouth, Mass. Sakin Bros. Prop. Free Delivery Compliments of M. B. Burrell Commercial Sq. East Weymouth H. A. ABBOTT Hardware, Paints and Varnishes Glass and Kitchen Utensils 26 SEA STREET NORTH WEYMOUTH, MASS. L. HENRY GODIN Meats, Groceries, Vegetables and Fruit 804 Broad St., East Weymouth Telephone Weymouth 1183 Seventy-seven Stowell Bros ancy and Staple Qroceries Main Street South Weymouth, Mass. Tel. Wey. 0088 Eldridge Nash Drug Co. William B. Nash Jr., ' K gistered (fM.anager Columbian Sq. So. Weymouth Compliments of the South Weymouth Co-operative Bank Blue Line Kitchen Orders taken for t fome Cooked ' ood Regular Meals Served Tel. Wey. 1536 Nash ' s Corner So. Weymouth Village Barber Matt O ' Dowd 1883 Columbian Sq. So. Weymouth They who laugh last don ' t see the joke in the first place. Latin Teacher : How shall I say, I ought to be loved by the pupils. Pupil : Put it in the subjunctive (contrary to fact). Teacher : Name three articles containing starch. Pupil : Two cuf?s and a collar. In the geometry classes the favorite letters are no longer A, B, C, D, but G, O, S, H. Blackie the Barber Columbian Sq., So. Weymouth ' ivo barbers aitirxg Jesseman ' s Hardware Store Columbian Sq. So. Weymouth A. B. Bennett, T roprietor Seventy-eight Compliments of REIDY ' S PHARMACY Jackson Square East Weymouth ' Where they do their best to please. Take a chance. You can get hit by a train only once. And darned if we don ' t think he is about right 1 Room 114 is noted for its Brown studies. Mr. O ' Donnell : Now we must cover some ground this period. I. Seach : (gazing out at the first snowstorm) It ' s already covered, sir. Tim ; I wish I could see a flock of geese to shoot at with my BB. Tarn : They ' d have to be awful young geese for you to hit one — almost eggs. EUGENE SCIOSCIA HIGH GRADE LADIES ' . GENTS ' CUSTOM TAILOR CLEANING, DYEING, PRESSING, REPAIRING 1310 COMMERCIAL ST.. EAST WEYMOUTH, MASS TEL. WEYMOUTH 1 1 34- W Static Is your car noisy in the rear? Only when my wife is in it. Mr. Whittle (Physics IVA3) : What answer did you get for the water pressure on the dam? Tower : I haven ' t done the dam problem yet. Compliments of Geo. M. Hoyt, Ph.G. Pharmacist 775 Broad St. E. Weymouth Fine Watch and Clock Repairing CHESTER N, FOGG Jeweler and ' Watchmaker 71 Washington Street, Weymouth F. R. STOCKFORD Watchmaker and Jeweler Expert Repairing JACKSCN SQUARE Opposite Electric Light Office East Weymouth Massachusetts f f brown ;u0 Tonic Candy ICE CREAM Cigars Cigarettes 334 Bridge St., North Weymouth Seventy-nine ' ' Say It With loivers ' ' SPEAR ' S FLOWER SHOP EAST WEYMOUTH Fresh Cut Flowers . ' . floral Designs . ' . Potted Plants Flowers Telegraphed Anywhere Tel. Wey. 0049 Mr. Stewart: What is the approximate value of w (pi) ? Luther : Five cents. Latin (translating) : The birds flying through the liquid air alighted on a tree. In Latin Class. Teacher : What is above Italy ? Cute Froshie : The ' sky. Nine-tenths of Mrs. White ' s English IV A2 think that you fish off the Grand Banks with a hickory rod, a bent pin, and a basket of lunch. In English Class. Teacher : What preparation did Sir Launfal make before setting out on his quest? Pupil: He called for his mail. Wanted : Reserved seats in the library for youthful swains who wait for their lady friends. Why doesn ' t the cooking class give the teachers some of its daintiers? We ' d all like a holiday. Stuttering Senior (translating Virgil) : Three times I tried to put my arms around his neck — and that was as far as I got. FERGUSON ' S Fish and Qhips Orders to Take Out 18 Washington Street, Wey. 0972-W FOR GRADUATION GET A PAIR OF GEN- UlNE DEAUVILLE SANDALS BLACK and WHITE SPORT j SHOES 1 FOR THE YOUNG MEN BURK ' S SHOE STORE 25 Washington Street Weymouth SCULLY S BARBER SHOP 810 Broad St. East Weymouth A. PETRUCELLI Fine Shoe Repairing Broad St. East Weymouth Eighty