Arlington High School - Indian Yearbook (Arlington, MA)

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2 ARLINGTON HIGH SCHOOL CLARION. Cure.” Each actor was well fitted for his part and the play was finely executed. It has been said that the only way to under- stand Shakespeare is to see his plays on the stage. However that may be, we have no doubt the play given at the Senior social gave us all a new insight into Shakespeare’s intentions when he wrote such plays as “ The Merchant of Venice,” “ Macbeth,” and “ Romeo and Juliet.” At last the hockey team has been able to present to the school the cup for another year and also receive the individual cups which are given to the champion team of the league. It was thought at the first of the winter that six lectures would yield a sufficient sum of money to carry on our athletics for a year and also pay the rental on our field, but we were mistaken. It became neces- sary to have another entertainment in order to increase the funds. The Pierian Sodali- ty, of Harvard, was secured and a most entertaining concert was given. This So- dality consists of an Orchestra and a Glee Club. Six selections were given by the Orchestra and four by the Glee Club. All the selections were well rendered and the quartet of the Glee Club was especially pleasing. At the close of the concert a dance was held and the evening was de- clared a success by all. A good sum was realized from the proceeds. It would be well to mention here that the posters for the entertainment were made by two pupils of the school, Miss Brooks and Miss Wyman, to whom are due the thanks of the Athletic Association. When the Clarion started nine years ago the Debating club was in such a flourish- ing condition that a column was given up to its interests. The orators soon graduated and interest in the club died out for a time ' Now it has been started again and, with the German club, it forms a strong factor in the school life. Therefore, it seems advisable to devote a page of each issue to the two societies. Early this spring, Miss Jones, a graduate of this school and at present a teacher in a grammar school at Townsend, became a heroine of whom we may well be proud. Seeing two of her pupils in imminent danger, she rushed from the school house and, at her own peril, rescued the drowning boys. The hearty applause of the school the next morning, upon hearing of Miss Jones’ pluck, showed that the school ad- mired her bravery and presence of mind. Who will get the Blake prizes is a question in every ones mind. Remember, Seniors, you have got to beat last year’s class. Is it not getting tiresome to have the graduates ask what kind of teams w ; e are going to have ? Of course the best players cannot remain in the school forever. When classes graduate there are others to take their places and so’with good athletes there are always others to fill the positions. We may look to our hockey team this year as an example, where four of the seven men had never played on the school team before. Therefore our advice to all is “just wait and see.” Although the Freshmen were not repre- sented in the class locals of the last Clarion, it is not a sign that they w ' ere perfect and made no mistakes. Undoubtedly the teach- ers could recall instances where a different translation would have made the speaker’s intention a little clearer.

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s ARLINGTON High School Clarion Publication Office, High School, Academy Street. Vol. IX. Arlington, Mass., May, 1905. No. 2 . The Clarion Officers of the Clarion. PUBLISHED QUARTERLY DURING THE SCHOOL YEAR. Terms : 10 Cents Per Copy. ) 40 Cents Per Year. Advertising Rates, $1.50 Per Inch. ENTERED AS SECOND CLASS MAIL MATTER. EDITOR : PHILIP W. TAYLOR CLASS editors: ARTHUR C. FROST ' 05 RUTH E. WHITTEN ' 06 LOUISE HOOKER ' 07 MIMA WAAGE ' 08 CONTENTS Editorial . . • 1-2 Playing School ...... 3-5 The Big Trout . . . . . 5-7 Mozart ' s Last Hymn ..... 7 Athletics . . . . . 8-12 Club Notes . . . . . . 13 exchange editor MARION R. BROOKS business manager: CHARLES GOTT, JR. assistant: GRAYSON B. WOOD treasurer : HENRY R. REED School Locals Exchanges 14-15 16 secretary : ESTHER WYMAN i}m d EDITORIAL C; €;€:€!€; €i€i€;€:€iiAIi€:€i€its€iCi€:€:€: €i€i€€:€i€! As the days grow longer the year grows rapidly shorter. Before long the Seniors will be packing their trunks and leaving us. This means that some one will have to till up the vacancies in the back of room A. In a way this can be done, but it will take some time for the new occupants to take the place fully of those who leave. It always seems lonesome at first to have the graduating class go away, but one soon grows accustomed to it as a new class takes the place of the old one. ! n looking through this edition one will that the contributions are entirely from Senior class. This is the first time u the experiment has been tried and the - It has been so satisfactory that it might tried again in some succeeding issue, seems especially appropriate that the Seniors should contribute to this issue, as it is their last chance as members of this school. Nevertheless, when they have left the school we hope that they will remember us with “ pen and pocket book.” The Friday evening before the Spring vacation will long be remembered by the Seniors, as well as by the friends of the class, who were their guests on that occ a- sion. Certainly this was one of the pleas- antest evenings of the year and the class may be proud of the pleasure it afforded to all present. The president, in her greeting, made all feel they were welcome and the rest of the evening seemed a proof that the welcome was sincere. Mr. Gordon’s select- ions were skillfuly rendered. The princi- pal feature of the evening was a three act play, entitled, “ The Shakespeare Water-

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ARLINGTON HIGH SCHOOL CLARION. 3 LITERARY DEPARTMENT PLAYING SCHOOL. To begin with, the children had all got- ten out of bed the wrong side, and were decidedly cross. First, Betty had put both boots on the wrong foot, and laced them up before the mistake was discovered. Then Tommie upset his milk at the break- fast table, and was in disgrace for the rest of the meal. Then it was raining and they couldn’t go out to play, and in general the omens were not favorable for a pleasant day, so we got the Friar’s Balsam and some bandages ready and prepared to endure. They played marbles and quarreled; they played store and quarrelled. Nothing seemed to go right, and they played tag and raced from attic to cellar like a small cyclone. Then Harry fell down stairs and cut his head. We bound up his wounds, wiped up the trail of blood he had spilled (a ceremony which greatly interested all three of them) and devoutly hoped that this accident would turn the tide of affairs. Having been thus doctored and advised to keep quiet for a little while, if possible, the sufferer sank into an armchair, announcing faintly, “ My head aches awful, and I want you children to keep still,” which the chil- dren proceeded to do for the space of half a minute. Bettie put her fat little thumb in her mouth and gazed at him, while Tom- mie wheeled round twice on one foot, and then suggested, “ Let’s play school.” “ Teacher ! ” shouted three voices in chorus, the loudest being that of the suf- ferer. “ You was teacher las’ time,” said Tom- mie reproachfully. “ You never let me be teacher,” said Betty, ready to shed tears again. “ Well, don’t be a bawl-baby! I’m the biggest, anyway, an ’ I ought to be teacher, an’ I should think you’d want to let me when I fell down and most killed myself.” Melted by this last argument, they made no more objections, so assuming the reins of authority he began to issue commands. “ Betty, you put up the chairs and give out the books, and Tommie you get a rattan.” For be it known unto you who are uniniti- ated that, in playing school, you may have imaginary scholars, or, on a pinch, you may have an imaginary teacher, but the rod must be the real thing, capable of being applied in and out of season. The chairs arranged and the rod found, the school was called to order. “ Betty, you may begin to read ; ” and Betty slid down from her chair with a “ Beginner’s Latin Book ” in her hands. “ Mawy, Mawy, quite contwawy,” she began, when — “Teacher, she’s got the book upside down,” Tommie broke in. “ I ain’t.” “ You have, too.” Down came the cane on the teacher’s desk. “ Stop talking in school. Tommie hold out your hand.” Punishment being duly administered, order was restored and the lesson pro ceeded . “ The Wock-a-bye Lady, from Hushabye stweet, Puppies hang fwom her head to her feets Comes cweeping ” “ IIo, puppies hang from her head to her feet,” echoed Tommie and the teacher, scornfully. “ Ma, hear what Betty says. Ha ! ha ! Puppies ! ” “That’s what teacher said.” “ She didn’t ! ” “ She did, too, Tommie Brown, an’ I want my hankchief,” and the ever ready tears began to flow. “ Tommie, you read,” said the teacher,