Arlington High School - Indian Yearbook (Arlington, MA)

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V . ¥ - iLO THE ARLINGTON HIGH SCHOOL CLARION 5 THE AUTUMN LEAF. Dancing, prancing, tossing, twisting, whirling and swirling in the breeze! Rollicking, troll icking out of the gut- ter, along the sidewalk, through the fence, and over the grass! (.Jli minering, shimmering overhead in the misty twi- light! Crackling cheerfully underfoot in welcome to our every step ! Who but the Autumn Leaf? A vivid splotch of red on the green and yellow land scape merrily singing or rather shout- ing his gladsome message to all the world. And that message is: — (let thee hence, thou sordid care! Hie thee back to thine own lair. Know’st thou not that this is Fall. The gavest, happiest time of all?” B. L. IL, ;14. THE AUTUMN ELF. She came in the night, when all was still. From Dame Autumn's kingdom, o'er the hill : Her eyes were hazel, her hair was brown, She wore on her head an ivy crown ; Into the woodland with stealthy tread. Silently, swiftly, the maiden sped; She kissed the leaves and turned them gold. Bright colors flamed o’er mead and wold ; She waved her hand, and the tall oak trees Shivered and shook in the passing breeze ; Then one by one their leaves fell fast. And the maiden laughed and hurried past On toward the brook, whose waters gay, Gurgled and eddied and rushed away To join the river beyond the plain And hurry on toward the sea again; She shook the trees, and nuts rained ’round. Then picked them up from the dewey ground : With her pearly teeth, she cracked each shell. And her laugh was like a silvr'v bell ; Through all the orchards she hurried on , For she must away e’er break of dawn. She kissed the fruit, as swift she sped, And the apples blushed a rosy red ; But as she clothed the maples old With garments flaming red and gold. A shaft of light gleamed through the air. 'Till the dew-drops sparkled in her hair. - Morn is here, and break of dawn ! Night with its labors now is gone: Gazing around with a happy smile. At wonders worked in so short a while. With a laugh like a tinkling water fall. The maiden heeds Dame Autumn's call. Back to her home among the trees O’er the misty hills the maiden flees. Marion Evelyn Btsiiee, ’14.

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4 THE ARLINGTON HIGH SCHOOL CLARION was: In the Wake of the Half Moon.” The lecture proved to be a very interest- ing talk on the Hudson River, and the stereopl icon views were numerous and beautiful. Mr. Sheridan afterwards complimented the Arlington High School on its school spirit. The High School is fortunate this year in that it has lost but one teacher and gained three. Miss Briggs, a pop- ular and successful teacher, who will be greatly missed by her former pupils, was married in June to Roger A. John- son, Ph. I). Mr. and Mrs. Johnson are now living in Columbus, Ohio, where the former is professor of mathematics in Western Reserve University. Miss Pearl Maynard comes to us in Miss Briggs' place from the Hopkinton, Mass., High, where she taugh science and mathematics. Miss Allen and Miss Berry have charge of the division of the Freshman class at the Crosby School. We shall hope to meet and come to know them at our social events. A happy and satisfactory Thanks- giving to every one in any way con needed with A. H. S. Let us see if we cannot improve on the spirit of 1913's Thanksgiving as depicted in the clever Freshman paper in this number by gratefully “counting our blessings and doing something toward making the day a happy occasion for some less fortunate than ourselves.

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6 THE ARLINGTON HIGH SCHOOL CLARION IIIS FIRST HALLOWE’EN. The Meiboms lived in a great, spa- cions old country house on the outskirts of a small California town. The gar- dens about the place were beautiful, and at one end of the lawn, which was dotted with great beds of magnificent flowers, was a little maze, laid ont years before by Great-Great-Great-Grandfa- ther Mel born. There were live of the Melborns, fa flier, mother and three young Melborns. Jack, Audrey and Peter, aged nineteen, fourteen, and twelve, respectively. They were a jolly family. It was getting on toward the last of October, when a long expected cousin from Germany arrived to pay them a visit. His name was Karl Tigerstedt, and he was just a little older than Peter. Of course, he seemed odd to the alert young Americans, so he was sub- jected to a great amount of “joshing and good-humored teasing. When Audrey and Peter discovered that Karl didn't know what Hallowe’en meant, with Jack’s big-brotherly help, they planned a surprise for the jolly little German. Hallowe’en arrived, and about seven o’clock in the evening Audrey and Peter sweetly invited their cousin to accompany them for a stroll about the grounds, to which proposal Karl readily agreed. It was very dark, so Audrey politely guided the German on one side, while Peter helped on the other. Karl thought that Audrey embraced bis arm rather lovingly, but she was a pretty girl and an affectionate cousin, so he didn’t mind. Indeed, Karl felt very cheerful and light-hearted this evening, and once, when Peter started at the sharp crackle of a branch, Karl laugh inglv promised to protect him from the “bogie man.” They strolled about, chatting, until it was so dark that nothing could be seen around them. Then Audrey quickened their pace a little, and led her companions into the maze. Karl didn't know in the least where he was, so when Peter proposed a run down the path lie started at once, leaving his cousins be hind him, choking with laughter. Of course, in a moment he stumbled against the end of the path, and when he picked himself up he took the wrong turning. In a moment terrified shrieks rent the air, and wild scutflings and kickings were heard. Peter climbed a tree, from which he could look into the maze; and there he beheld the stout little German in the light of the jack-o’-lanterns, mad ly tearing up and down, his eyes stream- ing with tears, calling upon Dander nnd Blitzen to rid him of the terrific- sights before him. When Peter had laughed himself quite silly, he went to the rescue, bravely faced the ghostly pumpkins, with their great eyes and teeth and swaying white sheets, and brought Karl out. Of course, at first, the boy felt rather angry at the joke on him ; but when they reached the house, and he saw the lovely, funny old jack-o’-lanterns hung on the piazza, he felt better, and when his eye caught the Hallowe’en spread laid out for them his smiles returned, even while he warned Peter to be on his guard, fin- in time he would surely re turn that joke, with interest. G. H. Morgan, ’15. KING FROST. King Frost has come again. To change the season’s hue ; And with his ghostly, icy cane. He paints the leaves anew. He pictures things upon the pane, Of figures we don’t know; But maybe they are messages Of the coming of the snow. Kenneth Reed, '16. STRAINS FROM PHOEBUS’ LUTE Have you ever stopped to think of the wonderfully beautiful songs the