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

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14 THE GREEN AND WHITE it filled the air with sweet music! She had heard it once before, but could not think where. Just then it came back to her. One day Laudia went to the city of Genoa. As she was passing by a street, she heard a lark singing. It attracted her so, that she turned to see where it came from. When doing this she saw a most handsome lad of that town. He was tall, and had long, black eye-lashes and black eyes. He had a well-shaped nose and mouth. He was smiling at her. In return, she smiled at him. She never forgot him. So when Laudia heard the lark singing she wondered if the lad would appear again. JULIA FERREIRA, ’26-S. -----o------ CURIOUS PEOPLE It was the year of 1900. Bristol was then rather a sleepy town. The least sign of excitement brought all the people out to see what was going on. One morning, around ten o’clock, Jack Miller, a young man who kept a restaurant on the main street, was sitting on a box in front of his restaurant, when a man from out of town came by. “Say,” he said, approaching Mr. Miller, come out here and look up and down this street; this is the deadest town I was ever in.” Mr. Miller got up, and looked up and down the road. Not a person not a horse or team could be seen. Well, he said, this is a pretty lively town when it gets started; if you want to see some excitement stay here and wait until I come back.” So he walked down the street and into a drug store. A few men were there talking to the clerk. After greeting them, Miller walked up to the public telephone, which in those days was not kept in a booth, but was fastened to the wall. After a few minutes the men heard him say: Hello? Is this Mr. Jones? Well, have you seen anything of an airship over there, a wrecked one that fell down behind your barn or near it somewheres? All right, good bye.” And he hung up the receiver. The men who were in the store at once became curious. “I heard that there’s an airship over at Poppasquash, in the back of Jones’ barn,” said Miller, and hurried out of the store. When he returned to his restaurant, his friend was still waiting for him. It was not long before the men came out of the store. “Now watch,” said Miller. A horse and carriage came along just then, and was stopped by one of the three men. “Hey, Ben. give us a lift, will you? There’s a wrecked airship over at Poppasquash. We just heard Jack Miller say so over the telephone,” said one of them. “Sure, get in,” replied the driver. They drove past Miller’s restaurant, and he watched them stop and tell every person they met, until they were out of sight. By noon the whole town was aroused. Everyone was walking or driving over to Poppasquash to see the airship. The harbor was filled with row boats and sail boats, heading towards Poppasquash. Miller and his friend stood in front of the restaurant enjoying it all. “Do you still think this town is dead? asked Miller. Well, you surely know how to wake it up,” laughed his friend, they’ll feel good when they get over there and don't find any airship, but one thing is sure, you haven't had one customer in your store since you started that story this morning.” The next day a few young boys secured a foot-ball, and after fixing it to look somewhat like an airship, they hung it on the window of Miller’s restaurant. A sign placed underneath it stopped many people who realized that they had been fooled when they read: Found at Poppasquash.” BETTY KINDER. 25. CLASS HISTORY In September of 1919 the Class of 1923, represented by a group of intelligent young beings, entered Colt Memorial High School with the full intention of making a “hit.” This the class has done! When Hallowe’en arrived, the upper classes gave a ghost party at which the Freshies” underwent a stiff initiation and came through bearing the title Sports.” Old Father Time saw the little folks were advancing in wisdom, so he bestowed upon

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THE GREEN AND WHITE 13 pearls? Why did the young man say lie would meet her later, instead of going on the same train, then? This certainly was a mystery and Jean was just the girl to solve it. Just at that moment the stranger arose and came over to Jean. She smiled sweetly and said, slightly embarrassed: Rather lonesome traveling alone, isn’t it dear? Would you mind, Miss—” Turner,” replied Jean turning around. “Miss Turner, then, if a young girl sat beside you to keep you company? It’s so lonely.” “Why I’d love to have you, Miss—■” “Harrington, she replied. “Are you going to New York?” “Yes. Are you?” responded Jean. “Yes, I'm a traveling agent and my business takes me into all parts of the state.” Oh, really ! How interesting.” “Yes, very interesting. I sell jewels.” “Indeed! I’d love to see. them. Maybe I would like to buy something,” Jean added, her eyes sparkling. “Well, maybe I’ll show them to you. But really I couldn't possibly sell you any, because they are all promised to people in New York. I’m awfully sorry. Miss Turner,” said Miss Harrington, getting a little nervous. “Well that’s too bad 1 Will you show them to me now? I just can’t wait another second,” replied Jean. “I can't now. They are all packed away carefully in my bag. I’ll show them to you later.” “All right then, don’t forget,” Jean responded. As the train drew near to New London, Jean noticed that her companion grew very nervous—and when the train stopped she alighted, but soon returned. The girl appeared quite annoyed. Again, she came over to Jean and engaged in conversation with her. Jean, inquisitive as usual, asked her why sne left the train and Miss Harrington said that she wanted to buy a sandwich. As she didn’t have any sandwich, Jean thought it still queerer. “Oh, I just love jewelry! Won’t you show me those jewels now? I do want to see them.” Miss Harrington decided that it would be wise to show the jewels to her inquisitive friend. They were perfectly gorgeous. A most wonderful string of pearls, a marvelous diamond pin, and several things were also brought forth. They were the most beautiful Jean had ever seen—almost too beautiful for samples. After showing them, the girl returned them to the case and then leaving Jean, she went into the dining car. “Now, thought Jean, “those could never be samples because firms don’t £ ;nd out such articles. I wonder where she got them? Could she be a thief? What shall I do?” Just then the conductor came along and Jean decided to make known her suspicions. The conductor listened attentively, and when she had finished, he took from his pocket a newspaper clipping and gave it to her to read. In a few words the paragraph stated that jewels had been stolen the day before from the home of Mrs. Low while she was at a banquet. A reward was to be given for the recovery of the jewels. This certainly made it look as if Miss Harrington were a thief. When the train pulled into the 125th Street Station. Miss Harrington received a telegram. The conductor, who followed the messenger boy, stood directly in back of ber when she read it, and pretending to collect tickets, he read it also. It was from her accomplice, telling her that he was being watched and for that reason he did not meet her at New London but for her to go ahead and act as he had arranged, namely to dispose of the jewels. The conductor now got busy and when Miss Harrington alighted at the Grand Central she was apprehended by a detective. Jean, whose name the conductor had taken, was called to court the following Monday, and had to testify concerning the pearls. It was proven that poor Miss Harrington was completely under the control of the man who had stolen the jewels from her old employer, Mrs. Low. The man was sentenced and Miss Harrington was released. Jean was rewarded—and advised by Mrs. Low to become a detective. HAZEL ERICKSON, ’25. -----o------ SONG OF THE LARK In the far off hills of Italy lived a girl about eighteen years old. Her name was Laudia. Laudia was very good looking. She came from a poor family, therefore had to work very hard in the fields. Her father was a hard-working shoemaker. In her country, the poorer people usually went bare-footed, so her father made shoes mostly for the rich. He was very honest and sold shoes for a reasonable price, and SO many people ordered shoes from him. It was in the fall, the grass was still green, and the sun was just going down. Laudia had a red kerchief on her head. She had a white waist on with short sleeves and a round neck. Her red skirt was about ten inches from the ground. Around her waist she wore a green sash, and her feet were bare. In her hand she held a sickle. She was walking down the path towards the field when suddenly a bird began to sing. It was a lark. How well he sang, and how

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THE GREEN AND WHITE 15 them the honor of being Sophomores the following September. When May Day of that year arrived, the plucky sports of the class set out for a May walk, disregarding the heavy black clouds which roamed the heavens. While they were crossing Colt’s Bridge, the clouds collided and sent forth terrible rolls of thunder and a downpour of rain. The Sophomores did not huddle together on the bridge, but huddled together under it, as it was low tide. We remained there until the storm ceased, and then we went over to the famous Colt Farm and had an enjoyable time. At twilight, we and our chaperone, Miss McWeeney, were taken to town in a large hay wagon. In April of our Junior year we gave the Junior Prom.” To make an end to the phrase of other classes—“the most sucessfu! ever given” it is only doing them justice to call the “Prom” given by the Class of 1923 “the greatest success that will ever be given.” At this social everyone said that they anticipated the dances that would be given by this group the following year. Last September we became members of a distant, popular, hard-working organization —the Senior Class. On the evening of October 26th, we gave our first dance, which was a profitable undertaking, due to a beautiful autumn evening, the work of the class, and the finest orchestra obtainable in Rhode Island. In December the Athletic Association and the Class of 1923, with the co-operation of the student body and teachers, gave a Brown University Glee Club concert, which was attended by a great many of the townspeople. As everyone remembers, the winter of 1922 and 1923 furnished surplus snow. This was not of any benefit if not for a good time, so the Seniors met one night in January—one beautiful night. The black sky seemed like a curtain, shutting out all troubles and the full orange moon gave everyone a thrill of delight. The horses trotted over the soft bed of snow like goblins, the drivers told funny anecdotes, and the members of the class aroused the natives of Swansea by their jolly school cheers and songs. The twenty-sixth of January we had our second dance which was even a more popular success than our first. On April eleventh and twelfth “The Colonel’s Maid,” a pleasing comedy with many clever characters, was played by-eight of the talented Seniors and one Sophomore, whose services were greatly-appreciated. Between the acts, specialties were given and everyone that attended either evenin' seemed well pleased, and the profit derived proved that the auditorium was well filled each evening. The Juniors gave a Prom” the twenty-seventh of April in our honor, and we and our friends had a very enjoyable time and, once again, give a vote of thanks to the Class of 1924 and wish them every success next year. The Class of 1923 gave its last dance on May twenty-ninth and it achieved fame as merrymakers and was rewarded by art extremely large profit. This popular group is now planning a Food Fair which undoubtedly will break all records as their other functions have. In less than a fortnight the Class of 1923 will be graduating so we find it is now an opportune time to thank Miss Sisson, our class advisor, Mr. Strong, our principal, and the other members of the faculty who have taken such an interest in developing a scholastic and financial success of the Senior Class. Furthermore, we sincerely hope that the undergraduates will give their hearty co-operation to the teachers, because if they do, we feel sure that they will be granted the best of luck in all fields. PEGGY NERONE, ’23. ------o----- EXCHANGES The Green and White acknowledges with thanks the following exchanges: The High School Aegis, Beverly, Mass. The Red and Black, Rogers High School. Newport, R. I. The Gleaner, Pawtucket High School, Pawtucket, R. I. The White and Gold, Woodbury, New Jersey. The Tech Review, Technical High School, Providence, R. I. The Kensington Distaff. The X-Ray. Sacramento. Cal. The Bulletin, Steubenville, Ohio. The Boston University News, Boston. The Junior Sphinx, Geneso, 111. The Quarterly, Stamford High School, Stamford. Conn. ------o----- A WORD TO THE WISE IS SUFFICIENT Ever spare and never have. Nothing venture and nothing won. Doing nothing is doing ill. Better late than never. By others’ faults wise men correct their own. Nothing is impossible to a willing mind. Seek till ye find and you'll not lose your labor. J. C. R.