Arlington High School - Indian Yearbook (Arlington, MA)

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ARLIN(rrON IHGII SCHOOL CLARION. 9 grounder between first and second. He ran hard, and was rewarded by the umpire’s ‘‘ Safe enough on first ! ” ' I ' he next man struck out miserably. The man following got out at first, sacrificing for the man on base, who easily took second. Jackson now came to the plate and gripped the bat. The relieved words, Ah ! here’s Jack.son,” could be heard throughout the L. A. faction of the grand-stand. “ Now you jest wait,” said tlie red-haired spectator, as he turned again toward the field. The first ball left tlie pitcher’s hand. “ Strike ! ” called the umpire. Nice pitching, old man,” the catcher said, as he threw back the ball. ' J ' hree balls and a strike then followed in succession. Lakeville began to lose heart. “ Just a hit, Jackie, now,” the men would plead, while the coacher redoubled his efforts to get his man to third. Then came a ball straight over the plate. Jackson swung hard and struck the ball fairly, and it soared far over the heads of the running fielders as the runner, dropping the cracked bat, sped around the bases. Then the grandstand seemed to go wild. Every one was on his feet ; even the white waist coated individual waved his hat until he grew red in the face. Jackson was running hard now toward home. Would the ball beat him ? Suddenly a shrill v oice rang out above the noise, “ Sli-ide, Jack ; ” and Jack slid. As the dust cleared, the umpire, run- ning up, shouted, “ Safe ! ” ' I ' he game was o ver. As the players left the field, “Jack ” was saying, “I would never have slid if my red- haired friend hadn’t shouted to me. I’d not thought of it. We’ll make him mascot, next year.” TAXI )ISK of the hiehest excellence, thoiin:li not necessarily of the highest cost, is the motto of the Central Dry Goods Co., 477 Mass. Avenue. R. W. LeBARON, Glectruian and Contractor, ... DEALER IN ... Electric, Gas and Oil Fixtures. Electrical supplies, etc, 474 Mass. Avcmic. ' I’wo hours later, Arthur Jackson sat in the fast deepening shadows of his room in Lakeville Academy, talking with the afore- mentioned gentleman of broad proportions. “ Well,” the latter was saying, “ that is cer- tainly the best game I have seen since our game of ’77, or its equal ! Perhaps I have mentioned it before?” “ Why, yes, just a little, father.” “ By the way, Arthur, will they elect you captain again next year ? ” “ They will if I stay, and let ’em,” re- sponded that individual, with a smile which seemed to indicate that something had been said on the matter previous to this time. “ If you stay ! And is there any good reason why you should not?” “It seems not,” laughed Jack, as they went to the window to answer the cheering below. Charles Gott, Jr. ’ 06 . THE NATURAL PERVERSITY OF INANIMATE THINGS. Mr. Pembroke had been away in the country on a vacation for about a month. He sent a letter to his wife, saying he would be home the following ' I’hursday. Of cour.se Mrs. Pembroke was very much jdeased, and wished to have things look very co ' Hw him. She told Jane, the maid, that she wanted Mr. Pembroke’s room thoroughly cleaned, and that she would also like a few A. BOWMAN, Ladies’ and Gent’s Tailor, 478 Mass. Ave., Arlington. Altering, Cleaning, Dyeing, Pre.ssing, Repairing. bittemorc’s The Most Exquisite Preparation for the Skin, Cures Chapped Hands or Face, Chapped or Irritated Skin, After wasliin and wiping; the parts affected, aj)])ly a little of tlie I.otion, rubbing- gently until dry. O. W. WHITTEMORE, pharmacist, Arlington, Mass. 1)1 . Gr. AV. Tel. con nection. POST OFKICE AKT.INOXON.

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8 ARUN(’.rON HIGH SCHOOL CLARION. THE NINTH INNING. The portly gentleman came upon the erandstancl hurriedly and seated himself beside a small, freckled-faced, and red- haired boy. He seemed glad that the inning had commenced ; for he had acted almost ashamed to come in. Unbottoning his coat, thereby revealing his spotless waistcoat, he accosted the boy by his side, — “What is the score, sonny?” “Three to two in their favor, first o’ the ninth,” replied “ sonny,” “ l)ut Lakeville will beat ’em yet.” “ l m 1 who’s that in the box ? ” The boy gazed at him with a look of surprised wisdom, and said, “Huh! don’t you know Jack? ’ Thought everybody knew him ! His whole name is .Arthur Jackson, but us fellers that knows him calls him ‘ Jack.’ He’s all right, too!” The man’s only response was an- other “Aim!,” and he settled himself to watch the game. ' I ' liere were two on bases now and the voices of the “ coachers” were heard hoarse- ly encouraging the men, — “ Come on, Sam, old man ! get off ! get off ! he da’sen ' t throw the ball! Look out!” — as the pitcher turned quit ' kly and threw the ball. “ Safe 1” shouted the umpire. Then “ Jack ” settled down to pitch. rhe next batter went out in one, two, three order; the large grandstand fairly shook; and the air seemed to vibrate with applau.se. “ What d’ 1 tell yer ? ” said the boy, with a self confident smile. “He’ll do,” and the stout gentleman shook with ill-suppressed mirth as he smiled into the lad’s ' glowing face. ' I ' hen a well-directed liner put another man on base, but sent the man “ Sam ” to third base only, amidst the applause of the neutral spectators. The excitement was now intense. The grandstand was silent, and every voice was hushed except for the occasional words of encoragement to the runners by those “ coaching.” Then Jackson pitched the ball. There was a sharp rap and the ball left th.e bat, struck the ground half way between home and the pitcher’s box and bounded into the air above the jritcher’s head. .A quick, high leap into the air and the pitcher had the ball in his glove. But then he forgot himself; for instead of throwing home, he threw to first. The sec- ond baseman shouted to first, “ Steady ; time enough,” and a swift throw home barely beat the runner, the whole taking place in one-third of the time it takes to tell it. The voice of the umpire was complete- ly drowned in the great sea of applau.se. “’I George, that’s the best playing I’ve seen for a long time 1” exclaimed the portly gentleman, trying to conceal his excitement. “ AWu bet!” said the boy, “and there’s more coming too!” “Batter up,” called the umpire. The first man stepped to the plate, gripped his bat, and sent a well-placed WALTER K. HUTCHINSON, Farm Products Faticy Groceries Poultry, Game, Etc. PrOvisiOnS Coffee We are agents for Chase Sanhokn’s Cele- l)rated ( ffees and Tea s. ..... Call and get a sample if yon are not qnite satis- fied with the goods you are using. 65 t«66a .Tass. Avenue. Arlington. 45 Park Avenue, Arlington Heights. o Implements. TELEPHONES Machines. ' III Woodenware. RICHMOND I (incorporated) 5 IANOd 2 NORTn MARKET STREET. BOSTON. f inii.vh ft A ' Appro r-od JJmpIo} ' OffS. Morcanfile, Agricultural. Horficalfural. TEiaiPIlONE men. B76. WM. WHYTAL SON, Spring— 1 904 — Summer ERNESTO GUARENTE, Fashionable Higii Grade Tailoring, 610 Mass. Ave., Arlington. T .AI!(;K A. ' Sortinent of lin))oi ' tfil and Domestic (ioods J suited to meet wants of the I5est Traiie. It is our constant care that no expenditure is simred either in re- spect to materials or intelligent workmansliip used on new lligli tirade Work, or in the leansing. Dveing. Iteptiiring, I’ressing or Altering of laidie.s’ :ind (‘ieiits’ Clothing. .Ml our work is done in onrow n store, under our own careful supervision, llicndore guaranteeing perfect stitisfaction til rciisonalile prices.

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fVKLlNCrrON HIGH SCHOOL CLARION. 1 o changes made. When Jane had done her best she informed her mistress that the work was finished. Mrs. Pemlrroke determined to see that everything was done to please her, and upon looking the room over she concluded that it would do very we ll. The next evening Mr. Pembroke would be home. How happy she felt upon waking the next morning to find that it was going to be a pleasant day. About nine o’clock in the morning she received a telegram from Mr. Pembroke saying he would not be home until the ten o’clock train ; for he wished to take a short trip v.dth some of his friends in the morning. Thursday evening, Mrs. Pem- broke told Jane that she was not going to sit up for her husband, as he would not be home until late ; so she retired at half-past nine. About a quarter past ten Mr. Pembroke could be heard ascending the front steps at his home, and then entering the house. P ' inding that a light had not been left for him, he determined to go up stairs without one. He never once realized what trouble was in store for him. He determined to go through the diningroom to the kitchen and up the back stairway ; for he did not want to wake up his wife, going up the front way, hich was not carpeted. He went into the dining room ; every board in the floor seemed to squeak as loud as possible, though it would never think of doing such a thing in the day time. He first bumps into the dining table, and then after hitting about every chair, as he thought, in the room, succeeds in reaching the kitchen. He then proceeds to find the stairway, which he reaches in safety. Lucky for Mr. Pembroke that he did not make the ac- quaintance of the kitchen .stove. He starts up the stairs as softly as possible, and on reaching the top, as he thinks, he starts to go to his room, when much to his amaze- ment he finds himself sliding down the stairs. Wlien he picks himself up, he is very careful to make sure that he has reached the top. At the hotel where Mr. Pembroke has been staying during his summer vacation, his room was on the left-hand side of tlie upper hallway; but he does not remember that at his home his room is on the right: so consequently he starts for the left as un- concerned as could be. He tries his best to find the door, but is unable to do so. He at last remembers where he is, and realizes that he has been feeling along the wall for his door. Crossing over to the other side of the hall, he succeeds in find- ing his room. He then makes up his mind that it is about time for him to remove his hat and coat. Of course Mr. Pembroke does not know that a few changes have been made in his room ; so taking off his coat he pro- ceeds to hang it up on a hook that was always handy for him; but he soon finds out that he has used the mirror for a clothes rack. He then places his hat on a table close at hand and much to his amazement finds out that it has landed in a basin of water that his wife had placed out for him. He hits his foot against a very large rock- ing chair, vainly endeavoring to reach the bureau ; and brings up short against the chiffoniere with a bang that almost knocks him breathless. Standing still to recover from the last blow he has received, and making another venture, instead of reach- ing his pet chair, which he knows to be close at hand, is somewhat astonished to find himself stumbling over the writing table. Mr. Pembroke is now almost out of patience, but has no idea where he will find the matches or a lamp. This last move proves so utterly fruitless that he is about ready to give up in despair, when suddenly looking beyond the desk, he .sees a faint glimmer of light looming up in the dark- ness, which from its size he knows can only come from a window. The rest is comparatively easy. Aside from two or three stumbles over various misplaced rugs, and one tremendous knock upon his fore- head from an open closet door, he succeeds in reaching the rest which he so richly deserves. ' Phe morning dawns upon a very differ- ent world, when at last Mr. Pembroke is able to locate himself by the light of day. A somewhat serious and lengthy conversa- tion with his wife at the breakfast table, he hopes, will prevent a repetition of such dis- asters in the future. His concluding state- ment to his wife is to the effect that when he builds a house all of the furniture will be built into it, and therefore give no chance for any serious change. Fi.orrie Whii.ton, ’05.