Bradford Academy - Chimes Yearbook (Haverhill, MA)

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SONGS A N D POETRY 5 -A IN ITA NQN 'ELIINITA li z! CADEMY

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NINETEEN THREE 103 He smiled rather peculiarly, and a twinkle came into his eyes as he said, I humbly beg your pardon. Of course I should not have spoken so about your cousin. I-le tried so hard to look contrite that I forgave him on the spot. There was a long uncomfortable silence, during which I gazed out of the window into the darkness. Finally he broke the silence. Perhaps you will tell me your name, as we may meet again, sometime 5 'I but as I was about to reply, the guard opened the door and called Lancaster, in a loud voice. I rose quickly and seized my dress-suit case, but it was as suddenly taken from me, audi found myself following this stranger from the car to the platform as one in a dream. He left me for a moment to call a carriage, and as I stood on the strange platform, watching the train glide away into the darkness, I con- fessed to myself that I did not know what to do. At this instant he returned, and leading the way to a carriage, helped me into it and took the seat beside me. I had forgotten to give the address to the driver, butjust' then he leaned over and I heard my strange friend give him the correct one. I started with surprise, and was about to ask him how he knew the address, when I remembered that, as he knew john Sylvester very well, he probably knew where he lived. We rode on in silence until the carriage stopped at a large, beautiful man- sion, which looked bright and homelike to me, from the glimpses I caught through the windows, after my long journey. Up the steps I flew, and in the hall was met by my dear aunt. In the warmth of my welcome I had entirely forgotten my strange friend, but suddenly remembering him, I turned around to present him. What was my surprise to find him coolly hanging up his coat and hat, as if he owned the house I I gazed at him, speechless, and seeing my be- wilderment he proceeded to enlighten me. I am john,'l he said simply. At the dinner table that evening, after he had finished telling the family about our meeting, he turned to me, and with a smile which brought the color to my cheeks, said, Truly, I never expected to lind such a warm champion.

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NINETEEN THREE School Songs 'UUU !,, Fair Bradford Tune of Fair l'larvurd'l Fair Bradford, with songs and with peeans of praise Thy daughters their hearts' love outpour. By our fathers of old and with hands that were strong Were huilded thy walls from their store. O, mother and friend of our days that are bright, Thou shalt dwell in our memories warm, Star of our morn and fair herald of light, Ever shining thro' change and thro' storm. Though dwelling afar we come to thy shrine As pilgrims, our vows to renew. Thy groves and thy halls, in the twilight of life, Bring memories of friends that were true. O, mother and guide of our life's autumn days- The gliding years add to thy fame 3 Fair Bradford, long loved by our ancestors gone, May our lives bring new charm to thy name.