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

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1331-1932 Editor-in-Chief SUE HARPER ' 32 Associate Editors Literary Business Manager Carl Parsons ' 32 Secretaries Edith Baker ' 32 Nellie Beaton ' 32 Alan Bryant ' 33 Loretto Buchan ' 32 Isabell Dacey ' 32 Russell Dexheimer ' 33 Parmys Goodale ' 33 Helen Nye ' 33 Alumni Arthur Garland 30 A dverttsing John Bentley ' 33 Marjorie Bentley ' 35 Louise Fay ' 32 Marjorie Hayvvard ' 34 Isabella Knox ' 34 Patricia Lyons ' 32 Theda Monroe ' 33 Mary Reidy ' 33 Esther Springer ' 32 Trade School Henry Laniewski ' 32 Rita DeMers ' 32 Ellen Holma ' 32 Antoinette Lilla ' 32 Doris Nordell ' 32 Olga Yetsook ' 32 Exchange Nellie Beaton ' 32 Isabell Dacey ' 32 Athletics Art Stanley Neptune ' 32 Warren Hilton ' 32 Faculty Adviser P. B. Brown Sable of (Uontwifi Page Literary Section 3 Editorials 19 Poetry 22 Student Opinion 25 School News 26 Alumni 29 Sports 30 Crystal Ball 32 Jokes 33 Exchanges 34

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1 1 1 1 1 I 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 I 1 1 1 i 1 REFLECTOR FEBRUARY ISSUE 1932 200tk ANNIVERSARY BIRTH OF GEORGE WASHINGTON 1732—1932 WEYMOUTH HIGH SCHOOL WEYMOUTH, MASSACHUSETTS Volume X Number 3 1 I 1 1 1 I 1 I I I I i g 1 1 1 1 I

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lUterarp An Unsung Hero Though the year 1775 saw many famous events, important in the life of our country, an event occurred in New Jersey that few people know, since it was important in the life of one man. But let me tell you the story connected with this event so important and so vital to the life and happiness of Daniel Morris. Dan came from a fine New Jersey family who lived on a beautiful estate about ten miles east of Prince- ton. The place adjoining theirs was owned by Major Hamilton, a wealthy old gentleman, who lived there with his daughter, Mary Jane, his servants and — his horses. Mary Jane and Daniel had grown up together, and as our story opens Mary Jane had just passed her nineteenth birth- day and Dan was almost three years her senior. The first of this chain of events occurred at the Hamilton place early in May, 1775. There was great excitement in Major Ham- ilton ' s stables. The black boys, who kept his horses ' coats shining and their stables spotless, were preparing one of the empty boxes for a newcomer. The Major himself was superintend- ing operations, for everything had to be in the pink of condition when the latest addition to Major Hamilton ' s fine string of horses was de- livered. This horse was an Arabian, a thorough- bred, and he must be cared for as such. Sam, barked the Major, the corners of this feed box are not clean, and, Jeb, here ' s a nail sticking out. And so it went until the Major could find not a wisp of hay out of place or a bit of dust on the floor and then Heah he is, Massa Hamilton, said Jeb; and sure enough, there he was. Phil Davis stood in front of the stable door, holding the halter of this fine specimen of horse flesh, the finest ever seen by the Major and no doubt one of the finest in the Colonies. Cream- white he was from the tip of his long, sweeping tail to his quivering nostrils. His coat shone like satin and his bright eyes seemed so intelligent that the Major was almost disappointed when he didn ' t speak. His lines were long, graceful curves and the muscles of his slender legs flexed under their delicate skin as he pranced and fret- ted, restrained by the hand of Phil Davis. The Major, usually fearful lest he not get his money ' s worth, almost smiled as he paid the man, for he thought that the large sum was not one half what this Arab steed was worth. In Major Hamilton ' s stable there were many fine horses, but there was no comparing them with Bedouin, as the pride of the stables was named. Bedouin had a temper, a fact that the stable boys soon found out, and his whims were many; but though he caused the grooms many difficulties, Mary Jane was a privileged person. She could smooth his flanks without his lively heels becoming active, and she and Sam were the only ones he would allow to put on his bridle — that is, until Dan rode over one morn- ing to see the horse that everyone was discussing. And Bedouin liked him. Thus, every morn- ing would see Dan at the Hamilton ' s to edu- cate Bedouin, so he told Mary Jane. He found this horse an apt pupil and before Bedouin knew it, by Dan ' s patient, yet firm, method of teaching he had learned many tricks, but the best of them was to kneel on his forelegs as though he were praying. It ' s wonderful, exclaimed Mary Jane. But it really wasn ' t. Dan had a way with horses, and such an apt pupil as Bedouin couldn ' t help learning things regardless of the teacher. For many months, Dan came regularly to the Hamilton ' s, although Bedouin ' s education was completed, but then he went away. There was great excitement among the stable Page Three