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

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The faculty adviser, Mr. Brown, While at the Milton supper sitting down, Asked if he would be able To crawl underneath the table, And if E. M. would arise from sitting down. She looked at him with a surprised expres- sion ; The cause of his departure she then questioned. This reason was evoked : He wished to have a smoke, And to gain the smoking-room was his intention. Departing in this fashion might seem wrong, But one saw, by speculating at the throng, Two ladies who were talking Most carelessly were blocking The passageway through which he should have gone. B. seems to enjoy kissing parts in plays if he takes part in the scene. Four freshmen girls and a sophomore make so much noise — for little girls — on a bus that others can ' t hear themselves think. Can ' t they stop talking about notes and boys? H. H. is our Sophisticated Lady. P. escorts a certain girl to her home-room, but this girl seems to have a crush on — It ' s hot in here. Do you want me to open the window? E. M. never stops dreaming about a certain voung man at college who is a graduate of W. H. S. H. H. must be taking lessons from Walter Winchell. Just ask her anything! W. M. worries so much when his girl is sick that he can ' t do his school work. Poor little boy ! A. D. walks home with E. M. every night. E. must be less shy now. C. E. seems to be back for a P. G. course just to escort a certain red-headed girl to her home-room each morning. E. sits nearer to F. each night on a bus. Look out, E., you ' ll lose him out the window. R. M. wears the key to someone ' s heart. P. D. seems to find so much pleasure in bein fickle and in taking the other girls ' men away. ( Sour grapes?) Freshmen shouldn ' t be so afraid of a teacher they have for study periods. He ' s really not so gruff as his voice implies. It ' s all in the way you hold your mouth — in more things than one, said a teacher. How does he know? Nice-looking book agents shouldn ' t be sent to the school. These women teachers a well, P. S. seems to have a bad heart attack. Will someone please send for a doctor ? ( Now will he be more careful whom he confides in!) We Five ' 34 AS OIK setter Sophisticated Lady : Thanks , for The Day You Came Along . I ' m an old Lazvbones , who is just Buckin ' the Wind but I ' ll be Faithful . You know I ' ve a Cabin in the Pines , in the Valley of the Moon and it ' s By a Water- fall , Sophisticated Lady . It ' s Not a Secret Any More , I Love You Truly . Remember Shanghai Lil , The Torch Singer ? She Done Me Wrong and It ' s the Talk of the Town . I ' ve come back to my Louisville Lady . Either Give Me Libertv or Love or I ' ll be heading for The Last Roundup . Forever Yours Barnacle Bill the Sailor Virginia Burkett ' 34

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IS REFLECTOR Xke New Deal President Roosevelt is putting on a new deal — the N. R. A. Its main object is to put the un- employed back to work. For each industry the President has a code or a group of laws which governs that industry, sets standard wages, and stops overproduction, one of the main reasons why this country is in a depression. In any in- dustry no person may work more than forty hours a week ; the minimum wage is twelve dol- lars a week. A drive for N. R. A. members and consum- ers has been going on for the past few months with great success. Some towns have already signed the blanket code, showing that their mer- chants are one hundred per cent. N. R. A. General Hugh Johnson was appointed chair- man of the N. .R. A. committee by President Roosevelt. He should receive the help of the people, because the N. R. A. is a plan which will help this country. Robert Pirie ' 37 A Trip To Candy Land Once I thought I ' d take a trip; To candy land would be a pip. I ran and got my airplane toy, And off I started full of joy. Laugh! I thought that I should die; For then I saw the gumdrop pie! Five cents read the sign And then that gumdrop pie was mine. The chocolates were the cobble stones, The lemon drops the telephones. But most of all I got a kick Out of the lamp-post peppermint stick. Alice Magee ' 37 Compliments of ELBRIDGE NASH DRUG CO. William B. Nash, Jr., Registered Manager Columbian Square, South Weymouth, Mass. A Real TkanL A brisk north wind swept across the ice-land region. It was middle afternoon and the dull light was beginning to fade along the frozen northern wastes. Two human figures plodded slowly and painfully after a slow-moving dog sled. Their faces were frost-bitten, and their breaths came short. The three dogs, all that were left of a full team, slipped and fell on ac- count of the buffeting winds, as if they were fighting for life. Hard-frozen snow whipped across their faces. It ' s going to be a cold season, kid, said the older man. It ' ll be the last, too. If we don ' t sight some settlement outpost soon, they will die. Those dogs haven ' t had meat for two days running. I ' d like to eat one more square meal before I go, grunted his companion. Tomorrow ' s Tha nksgiving, too. .Nothing was heard except the low moaning of the wind and the swish, swish of the men ' s furry parkas, as they swung their arms to keep the blood in circulation. It was horribly cold, but they always kept on. Twenty-four hours had elapsed, and the sun was again sinking. The wind still moaned. Only one man and two dogs moved across the top of the frozen world. The younger man lay on the sled, unconscious with a fever. Can ' t be more than a mile now. I can get a doctor for him. He slipped, and crawled up a slight rise. He thought he would never come through, but he got to the top, and saw before him a few snow-covered buildings. With a cry he ran and fell unconscious by the doorway of the nearest house. The men who picked him up wondered at his delirious mutterings. Thank God, I made it, and a real Thanks- giving! A. A. Galen ' 37 WEYMOUTH THEATRE Where Friends Meet

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Weymouth, Mass., October 21, 1933. Dear Spic : Since I saw you on Labor Day a great deal has happened; so 1 just had to write and tell you all the news. First of all school opened with a bang. After arriving in our home-rooms, we found, to our surprise, our seats assigned to us and our books all passed out. But, worst of all, classes began on the dot — the third period. We certainly be- gan to work in earnest this year. You remember the Student Council, don ' t you? Well, it was formed again this year under the supervision of Mr. Whittle. The Junior Class held their first class meeting on Friday, October 13 in room 114. As usual, Mr. O ' Donnell presided, and a committee was chosen to nominate various students for office. On last Wednesday, the Southeastern Massa- chusetts League of School Publications held the first meeting of the year at Milton High School. There were fifteen who went from Weymouth. The Reflector received honorable mention for the ' 32- ' 33 issues! Believe you me, we are all going to try to have our magazine take first place this year. Here ' s hoping no one resorts to plagiarism and spoils our good inten- tions. Of course we observed October 12 in Wey- mouth by having no school, because Columbus discovered America. Then, too, we have had three fire-drills to take up our time. I was in histor y class during one of these, and you can well imagine how reluctant (?) the class was to leave that interesting subject. This year Mr. Monroe has formed two Glee Clubs, one for the girls, the other for the boys. The latter already has two outside engagements for the near future. At last the seniors held a class meeting in the hall. Our president, William Donovan, took charge. The class elected a class marshal — guess whom? Reino Laine. Also Rita Murphy was called upon to continue her task of being chair- man of the ring committee for the benefit of those who are going to buy rings this year. Then, too, our treasurer made a plea for money. Class dues are coming in very slowly. Next week is ' ' exam week; so I suppose Monday will be one of those cheerless, shivery days. We shall all need the best of luck I know. Lots of love. Span (Eleanor Madigan ' 34) Students, Attention! Positively the greatest typewriter value ever offered. Direct from the factory to ycu. A full size late model, standard keyboard type- writer. Manufactured originally to sell for S102.50. Our price $37.00, $5.50 Down, S3. 00 per. month. Ironclad guarantee. Write, call or phone. J. A. Fitzpatrick 23 Union Street, South Weymouth, Mass. Tel. Cap. 3270