Arlington High School - Indian Yearbook (Arlington, MA)

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THE ARLINGTON HIGH SCHOOL CLARION Punch was served throughout the even- ing, and the groups about the bowl seemed to show that just as the proof of the pie is in the eating, so is the proof of the punch in the drinking. Q. E. D. The Linwood Orchestra furnished de- lightfully “ snappy ” music for the dancing. Altogether it was a very enjoyable evening, and the Seniors wish to extend their con- gratulations to the Juniors on its success. VAUDEVILLE On Saturday evening, January twenty- ninth, the Vaudeville for the benefit of the Athletic Association took place. The Town Hall was crowded to the doors with the largest and most enthusiastic audience our local talent has yet brought forth. The programs were cleverly prepared, and offered a great deal of amusement to the audience. We regret that lack of space prevents insertion of the program. It was a great success, which was, as usual, due in a large degree to the stage director, Mr. Partridge. In round numbers the sum of $jio was cleared to swell the amount in the treasury. LECTURES The third lecture, a reading by Marshall Darrach, took place on Friday evening, January seventh, in the High School Hall. The truth of the remark “to know Shake- spere, one must hear Marshall Darrach,” was evident to all those who were so fortu- nate as to hear his rendering of “ Macbeth.” The pupils of the High school cannot too fully appreciate the advantage it is to attend lectures by such celebrities. Mr. Herbert W. Gleason gave an illustra- ted lecture on the Canadian Rockies, on January twenty-first. The slides were un- usually good, and Mr. Gleason proved a very interesting speaker, giving many in- structive side-lights on the grandeur of the mountains. The lecture was of great value for students of Physical Geography and Economics. On Monday afternoon, January twenty- fourth, Dr. Joel E. Goldthwait, the well known orthopedic specialist, gave an inter- esting talk on “ Poise and its Relation to Human Efficiency.” In plain, direct words, Dr. Goldthwait imparted to his audience a great deal of valuable information, assuring his hearers that the highest mental and physical development was possible only when the body was habitually poised correctly. On Friday evening, February fourth, Mr. William J. Long lectured on “Wild Ani- mals and Wild Instincts” to a large and responsive audience. His knowledge and understanding of animal life is very exten- sive, and he has, moreover, the gift of effectively imparting such knowledge to his hearers. It is always difficult to interest all members of an audience whose ages range as widely as did this, but young and old alike were held spellbound by stories of his personal experience and observation of wild animals. On Friday morning, February eleventh, Rev. Mr. Hyde, of Brockton, gave a most eloquent lecture to the pupils of the High School, on Lincoln, the “ myriad-minded and the mountain-souled.” He spoke of this martyr president in a beautiful, touch- ing way that brought tears to the eyes of more than one person present. The pupils were honored by the presence of several members of the G. A. R., who seemed to appreciate the exercises very deeply. We were delighted to see several of the parents present, and extend to them a cordial invitation to come again.

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ARLINGTON High School Clarion Vol. XIII Arlington, Mass., March, 1910. No. 2 The Clarion Officers of THE CLARION PUBLISHED QUARTERLY DURING THE SCHOOL YEAR Editor-in-Chief Terms- Do Cents Per Copy MARJORIE S. GOTT r Rkms . 4Q Cents per Year Class Editors : JACK HUTCHINSON, MO $1.50 ELEANOR HATCH, Ml Advertising Rates ; • 2.00 ( 2 - 5 ° ENTERED AS SECOND CLASS MAIL MATTER ELEANOR BISBEE, M2 DORIS WHITTEN, M3 Exchange Editor : GLADYS RICHARDSON, MO CONTENTS Business Manager : Editorial ..... I BRADLEY FROST, MO Literary Department 3 LAWRENCE MUNCH. MI Athletics 1 0 Treasurer : IRVING HILL, MO Class Notes ..... 1 2 Exchanges ..... Secretary : 13 JUDITH EVERETT, 10 EDITORIAL March, and the school year more than half over ! What have we done, thus far, to make it worth while ? With some of us, this is our last year at any school ; are we making the most of it ? Doubtless we have all heard people say, regretfully, “Well, I ' d like to repeat my four years at High school. I never appreciated my opportunities and I just let things slide.” Is this going to be the case with us? Are we going to mourn lost opportunities. The remedy is, — don ' t lose them; hang on to them; make the best of them while you can. The hardest pull is before us now, these last months always seem the longest and most difficult. Just take a firmer grip on that plough-handle that is talked so much about ; don’t look back complacently on what you have done, — look ahead and plan something worth while that you’re going to do ! SENIOR-JUNIOR RECEPTION. The Juniors reception to the Seniors took place in Cotting Hall, on January sixth- It was originally intended to be a Masquerade, but because of the inconven- ience this would cause some members of the two classes, this plan was abandoned, and a straight dance decided upon. It was a wretched night, but those who braved the storm felt well repaid. The hall was tastefully decorated with crepe paper in the school colors, and the electric bulbs in their red shades, cast a “ dim, re- ligious light” over the scene. The dance orders were well planned, bearing an em- bossed representation of the Junior pin in colors on the cover.

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THE ARLINGTON HIGH SCHOOL CLARION. 3 LITERARY DEPARTMENT CAMDEN BY THE SEA. “Two voices are there; one is of the sea, one of the mountains; each a mighty Voice.” On a beautiful morning in late June, imagine yourself on a large steamer going toward the mouth of the Penob- scot River. It is about half-past five and the sun has just peeped above the horizon on the right. Everything is touched with gold, the clouds, the water, and the ropes and sails of the small boats which pass us. Now we are approaching Rockland. On the left the summer cottages look like doll-houses set in groves of mini- ture trees. Now the boat passes between Owl’s Plead and the Breakwater, a long line of granite to break the force of the winter ' s stormy, angry waters. Plere is obtained our first glimpse of the Camden Mountains. After a short stop in Rock- land, we again take up our journey toward Camden. As we approach, the gray mass against the sky forms itself into the well-known summits of Battie, Megunticook and Bald. The harbor is guarded by a num- ber of small islands which form a half circle around it. On our right as we enter the harbor we see a long neck of land stretching well out into the bay. This is Sherman’s Point, a favorite sub- ject of landscape painters. On our left is Negro Island, on which stands the lighthouse. The harbor is filled with sailboats of all sizes; yachts, and even government ships. Our vessel threads its way among all these and we finally gain the wharf. As we cross the gang-plank we are be- seiged by a host of carriage drivers with their call of “Carriage, carriage.” We leave the wharf and start for the village. The stores are all built along the main street, which runs through the center of the town. The village proper is in a hollow, and in order to reach the resi- dential parts of the town we must climb hills in every direction. The streets leading from the main street are over- hung with tall elms, oaks, maples, and poplars hundreds of years old, which form a green archway over the road. It was said that in no other place on the coast can be found the combination of mountains, lakes and ocean that may be obtained in this little town by the sea. A short drive brings us to Lake Me- gunticook, the largest of the many lakes. In order to see the lake to the best ad- vantage, we climb a hill, and, standing on it’s summit, we behold the whole lake spread out before us. The deep blue of the sky is reflected in the mirror-like water, and the cliffs and trees along the bank seem to be floating around upside down among the clouds, so clearly are they reflected. In some places the cliffs rise up perpendicular to the water with hardly a crevice to afford foothold to a plant, and are crowned by tall pines and spruces. In one place may be seen what is called the freak tree. It is a lofty pine which grows out of the sheer side of a cliff. The lake is dotted here and there with thickly wooded islands, both large and small, on which the red chimneys o f summer cottages may be seen peeping through the trees. But we must not lin- ger too long in this beautiful place for there are other things to see. We descend the hill and are soon in a motor boat skimming across the lake. In a short time we are at the turnpike where our horse and carriage are waiting. We drive back a short way toward the vil- lage and come to the road which leads to the summit of Battie. The road is not very steep on this side, so we reach the top without causing the horse much fatigue. We go to the top of the tower and are overwhelmed by the beauty of the panorama spread out before us. Be- low us to the right is the village with its tiny houses and streets, and from this height the people look like ants. Directly in front of us lies the harbor, the bay ;