Bourne High School - Canal Currents Yearbook (Bourne, MA)

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Dictionary of U. S. History. HV J. FRANKLIN JAMF:S0N, PH. I). 1492 == 1900 . FOUR CENTURIES OF HISTORY. A S:f:cf:SvSity in kvf:ry homf:, officf:, and school. Usefulness has been the foremost consideration during the progress of this work. As to the comprehensiYeness and accnrac ' of the work, we need only refer yon to the name of onr author, whose life work has been giYen to historical research and instruction, and whose name stands high as an authority in historical writing. It will be of special Yalne to teachers and pupils in all colleges and schools, as it enables them to refer in an instant to the facts and incidents of United States History, thereb} saving much time and labor. ' It will be eqnalh valuable to all other individuals who desire a comprehensive and accurate work on the history of this country. . We have planned to furnish the reader a volume valuable from every point of view — authorship, subject, illustrations, readable type, quality of paper, beautiful and substantial bindings, and skilled workmanship, — all of this combined with a low price, putting the book within the reach of all those who desire it. Bound in Full Sheep, Full Morocco, Half Morocco, and Full English Cloth. For every cop} of Dictionary of U. S. History sold within 30 day s from date of this notice, we will send free of cost and prepaid to your address, a set of two magnificent engravings of the Presi- dents and ladies of the White House, regular price $2.00, size 20x28 inches. (Ask to see these engravings). IMore information furnished by writing or calling on F. E. GEORGE, special agent for BARNSTABLE COUNTY. Box 51. BOURNE, MASS.

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THE HIGH SCHOOL ECHO. THE STORY OF A RAINDROP. Once upon ' a time, in a great cloud, was a little raindrop. His first home was in the sea. He live.d there, very happy until one day several df ' his neighbor raindrops left their home in the sea and were carried up to a beautiful, rosy, golden-edged cloud near the sun, as he thought. He was unhappy until one day, aboiif a week later, one of the sun’s rays called him and he went up to a beautiful, fleecy cloud w ' hich was just beginning to grow golden with the sun’s good-night. Now he was happy. Pretty soon one of his neighbors, who was a great gossip, told him that the clouds were planning a beautiful time. “They are going to have a grand play-time !” she said, “and I suppose most of us will go down to the earth. Will you join? We are going to get old uncle Boreus to help us, and are going to ask him to make music by ' shaking the windows efown ' on the earth while we run races. We are to start to-morrow night at eleven so as to get there at twelve.” The next night they all assembled, and uncle Boreus sent his east wind to rattle the windows because he had too bad an attack of rheumatism to go himself. Then they joined hands and started, those who could travel fastest grouped together in twos and threes, because they wished to make all the noise possible, racing as well as they could. In about an hour they reached the earth and began to pit-a-pat on the roofs of the houses. This raindrop landed in a little brook and was carried into Buzzards Bay, and from •here he traveled into the ocean, soon coming to his old home. He was content to live there now, though perhaps he took another journey later, which I am not prepared to tell about. E. H. H., ’03. These maxims you can’t make a girl under- stand ; You can stake your existence upon if She doesn’t believe that a bird in the hand Is ever worth two on a bonnet. • — Philadelphia Record. MISCELLANEOUS. The Town of Bourne entered nine girls and one boy as fresh-men for this school year. Mr. Platts having removed to Provi- dence it leaves a class of fresh-women. The Senior class lost and received one member at the begining of this year ; but since the lost will be found next term, the class will be plus one, or ten. The Class of 1900 is a good example of what often takes place in a class of fresh- men in four years — namely, a reduction from twenty-five to nine. Ought there not to be some way of bringing the sixteen who dropped out, into touch with that “little” which is afforded in the four years’ course ? Isn’t this a grand year with which to end the old and usher in the new century. It now seems probable that there will be no Senior class next year, as there is but one Junior now ; and it isn’t probable that that member will alone have the expenses and stage fright. The honors of the Class of 1900 were as follows : — Valedictory, Mr. Gustavus Foster Hall ; Salutatory, Mr. Robert Sylvan Handy. The Class History and Prophecy were conferred by the class on Miss Caro- lyn Irwin Dennis. Don’t boys look funny in long pants? A Great Accident. — A cat was run over as the 8.23 express crossed Cataumet bridge Friday, Jan. 1 2. Teacher (to class) : “What is an octo- pus? Small Boy (who has just commenced to take Latin, eagerly) : “Please, sir, I know sir; it’s an eight-sided cat.” — Life. “Yes,” said the one-legged veteran, “Billy chipped splinters off my wooden leg to light the fire with, an’ when I got a cork leg the ol’ lady wuz puttin’ up ketchup, an’ she used six inches of it fer bottle stoppers — that’s why I look so lopsided !” — Atlanta Constitution. “Daddy, may I ask you a question in ’rithmetic?” “Certainly, my boy !” “Well, Daddy, how many times what makes seven ?” — Home Chat.

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THE HIGH SCHOOL EHCO. FISHING AT SUNRISE. I will begin by giving the true and only d efinition for “ fiishing,” which is — “Fishing is catching fish.” When all is told, we shall see that at sunrise one morning, three per- sons in a very leaky boat went “fishing.” They went with the very best intentions, they came back — well, suffice it to say, they did come back. Even in July the air, fresh from the lake, is decidedly cool. Especially so, when a person is aressed for rather warm work, such as pulling in a black bass, or a five pound pickerel, in fact, anything smaller than a shark. . s I watched them start off. I wondered how three not very large persons could weigh a good sized rowboat down as they did. When they were about half-way over, I noticed that something quite unusual was happening on board. One girl was half standing on the end seat, the other had her feet resting on the gunwhale, and still an- other form was doubled over a can “bailing out.” When I, by means of a now leaky boat, got near enough to see them clearly, I found they had taken the can which they used for a bailer and placed a board on top, making a veritable see-saw. It worked to perfection until one of the young ladies hooked a bass. Then in her excitement she let her side of the board u]j and the one at the other end promptly put her feet in the water — to hold the bottom of the boat down. Yes, she landed the fish, but I won’t say how — whether by pole, line or net — or all three. The water in their boat was deep enough for the fish to have a fine time swim- ming around, which privilege he made the most of from sunrise until eight o’clock. That was not the only fish caught, but the others were pulled in with a very matter-of- fact motion, having only an occasional acro- batic feat for variety. I had lo. ' .g befoie given up my pole and was intent upon the proceedings in the next boat. I had not, however, thought to take my pole out of the water. I looked up just in time to see it disappearing over the side of the boat. I reached for it and caught it, nearly upsetting myself, boat and all. By that time they had hooked and lost so many fishes they were tired and we started for home. They gave up the see-saw and put the can to a more practical use. At last reports they were all mourning over the fi h they almost caught, which, they de- clare, was the largest ever seen in the pond. E. L. S. HUMOR. “It’s a shame, that’s what it is !” ex- claimed the boy, wrathfully. “I can’t have any fun at all.” “What’s the matter?” asked the sympathetic neigbor. “Dad says he ' ll lick me if he ever hears of me fighting with a boy smaller than I am, an’ I dassn’t fight with a bigger one.” — Chicago Evening Post. Speaker (waxing eloquent) : “The same hand that made the mountains, made the little stream that trickles down the mountain side ; the hand that made the mighty trees, made the tiny breeze that rushes through the branches ; the hand that made me, made a daisy.” — The Wellesley Prelude. Bones and Holes. — Grocer : “You butchers have a soft snap. You weigh the bones with the meat and charge meat prices.” Butcher : “I don’t see as you have any call to talk. When you sell Swiss cheese, don’t you weigh the holes and charge cheese prices for them?” Another Clever VVoman. — “My wife can tell wnat time it is in the middle of the night when it is pitch dark.” “How does she do it?” “She makes me get up and look at the clock.” Teacher : “Of course, you understand the difference between liking and loving?” Pupil : “Yes, Marm ; I like my father and mother, but I love pie.” — Collier’s Weekly.