Bristol High School - Green and White Yearbook (Bristol, RI)

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 J ie reen an 'White VOL. III. JUNE, 1920. No 1. ISSl'KD BY THE STUDENTS OF THE COLT MEMORIAL HIGH SCHOOL. BRISTOL, R. I. EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chief, JOSEPH KELLEY Associate Editor ISRAEL MAKOWSKY Business Manager JAMES SULLIVAN Assistant Business Manager ANNA BRELSFORD Circulation Manager GEORGE STUART Assistant Circulation Manager WILLIAM SERBST Literary Editors OLIVE COGGESHALL KATHLEEN HODGDON VIRGINIA AUGUST EMILY SANFORD Exchange Editor MARGUERITE MURPHY Joke Editor JOHN WALSH Alumni Editor ANNIE COGGESHALL Faculty Advisor, SARA C. CALLAN COPIES 15 CENTS EACH . To all the subscribers of the Green White the Editor and Staff wish to express their thanks and appreciation. The Green and White is published once a year by the students of the Colt Memorial High School and this is but its third appearance. However, we sincerely hope that in the future it may be found possible to publish it more often and we feel confidence that it will improve with each issue. If only the pupils will visit more often the little brown box beneath the bulletin board on the cover of which there is printed the following words “Please leave your contributions for the Green White here,” and if they will show more co-operation in their efforts to improve their school paper, we are sure that they will meet with success. CO-OPERATION We wish, at this time to say a few words in regard to co-operation. By co-operation we mean the act of working jointly together. Co-operation is absolutely necessary to the success of anything where more than one is concerned. This is apparent from the government of our great nation down to the government of our school. If all the great statesmen of our country did not co-operate in their efforts to aid and better the government, what would our country be? What is the key to the government of these United States? Co-operation. So also is co-operation the keynote to the successful government of our school. If only each and every pupil will cooperate with his or her respective teachers,

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William Amanna John J. August Mark H. Bailey Henry Barton, Jr. Alton H. Barrett Charles R. Beals Leon Benjamin Raymond E. Bliven William A. Bottomley O. Griswold Boynton Merrill H Boynton Prescott A. Bradic Samuel J. Brelsford James H. Brown Edward R. Bullock Edward E, Bunn S. Hyde Cabot L. H. Cal Ian Paul Canada Prank P. Clark Lloyd R Clowes Arthur A. Coggeshall Daniel W. Coggeshall Fred M. Coggeshall William C Conley John J Collins John J. Condon William G. Cook Lloyd C. Crapo Edward Cunningham Matthew Cunningham William B. Darling Louis Deconing John B. DeWolf Mark A. D’Wolf F. Reginald Dimond Lillian M. Donovan Joseph L. Duffy Earle K. Dunbar George N. Dunbar Albert O. Earle Henry G. Earle Henry Eisenberg Charles E. Farley Bentley B. Farr George R. Fish Albert H. Flint, Jr. George A. Gale William Gale William C. Gardiner James A. Garrity Frederick E. Garvin Alexander E. Geisler Herbert Geisler Harvard Goettler Isaac W. Gorham Howard B. Gray Harold F. Greene Alec Guivremont John Lloyd Haines Wilfred M. Hammill Bernard Hart L. Francis Herreshoff Nathaniel G. Herreshoff, Jr. Harold E. Hill George L. Howe Frank Hughes John F. Hughes Hezekiah Ingraham John E. Ingraham Albert N. Into Edwin G. Into Leo Kennison Samuel Kennison Harry K. James James F. Keating, Jr. Russell S. Kenney Ralph F. Kinder George L. Kinnicutt Edward L. Leahy John E. Leahy Thomas S. Leahy George F. Marshall Leon McCaw Frank H. McCarthy Cornelius McElvogue Edwin Montross Philip C. Morris Daniel L. Morrissey John H. Morrissey, Jr. William H. Munro Robert W. Nelson Willard G. Newman Carl Neumann, Jr. Clarence A. Osterberg Harold Pauli J. Howard Pauli Basil H. Perry Charles V. Perry, Jr. John H Pickles Norman Rose James W. Salisbury Renne A. Sawyer Henry F. Serbst Harold Shippee George P. Sisson Albert E. Sparks, Jr. Charles H. Sparks Franklin H. Springer Rowse Springer William H. Starkey John M. Stowell Woodbury Stowell Harleigh V. S. Tingley Edward L. Traynor A. Ramsay Trotter Helen H Trotter Edward P. Trudell Ernest H. Webb Bertram W. Wall Timothy E. Walsh Leonard J. Warren Leicester Watts Robert D. Watts R. Gordon Williams William R. Williston Fred F. Wilson Vincent C. Young

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4 THE GREEN AND WHITE and if each and every member of his or her class will co-operate with the other members, the class as a whole will be enabled to co-operate with the principal and thus the relations between the teacher and the individual pupil, and the relations between the classes and the principal will be most pleasant and much more will be accomplished. DEMOCRACY IN THE C. M. H. S. At this time when all the nations of the earth are struggling to recover from the effects of the war, a war the like of which the world has never witnessed, democracy is the greatest factor. Democracy defined is “A government by the people collectively, by elected Representatives.” Autocracy has failed and after a terrible war, in which all the nations of the earth have fought valiantly, democracy has been triumphant. In every sphere of life we find the essence of democracy. Right here in our school it dominates. The very air is imbued with it. There are no exclusive societies and each and every individual, regardless of race, color or creed, is entitled to the same privileges. Here we learn to love and cherish true democracy and there is no greater evidence of this than the fact that about one hundred young men from tms school responded to the country’s call and were willing to suffer everything, even the supreme sacrifice, that democracy might prevail. THE HOLE IN THE HAYSTACK One day last summer, I was walking past a haystack when from a hole beneath it came a terrible noise—rumbles, mutters and rattles. I jumped and looked in the hole, and there I saw two horrible green eyes and a most distorted countenance, black and awful. My! but 'I ran and hopped and jumped and scooted to the house. I told the family about it and none of them dared to go out to investigate—my father being away at the time—so we had to borrow hay from a neighbor for the cow, and we spent much time walking away around the haystack to get things the other side of it. For about a week we kept this up, and on Friday all the family went away and left me alone in the house. By and by there came a knock at the door. I looked out of the window and saw a plump, pompous little man standing before the door. I thought it would be safe to open it and I did so. “Good afternoon,” he said. “Mr. Smith,” (my father) “told me to come here this afternoon to look at the hens, and I’m to take two for the luncheon at the club tomorrow.” “Yes?” said I—I knew my father belonged to some sort of a club—“where did you meet Mr. Smith?” “At the Warren station, last night,” he said. “Oh, yes, I see,” I said, and so I did. My father at that moment was, most positively, on a train traveling from Chicago to Detroit, and that was quite a few miles from Warren.