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

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 THE GREEN AND WHITE VOL. I. JUNE, 1934. No. I. ISSUED BY THE STUDENTS OF THE COLT MEMORIAL HIGH SCHOOL. BRISTOL, R. 1. Associate Editor-in-Chief ESTHER HAZEN Business Manager JOHN R. MAGEE, JR. Assistant Business Manager RUSSELL BULLOCK Circulation Manager HAROLD McGUIGAN Assistant Circulation Manager BARBARA HUESTIS Senior Editors ELEANOR RAF. GEORGE SPRINGER DOM ENICK ANTINUCCI Junior Editors UZELLE deROCHA ALFRED LARUE Sophomore Editors ESTHER PERKINS SALLY CHURCH ] Editorial FACTS AND FIGURES A year ago the Green and White failed to make its annual appearance. The expected question was not long in presenting itself. Why, just why was the Green and White among the missing? This article is designated to explain the question. Briefly, the answer may be laid to that all-important factor, finances. True, the annual has appeared year after year, but that alone is no reason to warrant a perpetual output. Actual facts and figures will show that. The production of the book incurred many expenses, including the printing, the individual Senior cuts and group pictures, cartoons, title cuts and postage. All of these amounted in the aggregate to approximately $400. Now. for our returns, we get 400 copies, 100 of which go to advertisers and exchanges. That leaves us 300, which, being sold at 50 cents apiece bring in $150. Oh. yes, we do have an advertiser’s section, which in a banner year will bring in $250. Adding c.ur two and only incomes we find— Income ..........$-100 Output $400 Not too much profit! These figures have been compiled with every benefit of the doubt given to the income and the expense lowered to the minimum. Last year was one of the hardest, prices rose and our probable income we saw was destined to drop. Class meetings as well as faculty meetings returned the identical verdict— Due to financial difficulties, we find it wise to discontinue the Green and White. But this year we are back! Bigger and better in every way we are back 1 A larger book, more pictures, variety, everything for a successful book to be presented to an expectant public. Now may I take this opportunity to thank our advertisers for their help, and to the members of our staff, and to our faculty adviser, Miss Sadie Callan. may I. on behalf of the student body extend our heartiest thanks for your untiring efforts to revive our school paper. The Green and White. EDITOR.

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J 0 ±0 Af THE GREEN AND WHITE 5 LIT THE COME AND GO OF DARKNESS “Then the flickering shadows Softly come and go.” Such are the words used by the writer of “Love’s Old, Sweet Song,” to describe nature’s greatest transformation. As wc pause at the closing of day, we take a squinting glance at that great ball of fire, slowly descending to the distant horizon, the sun, in all its glory, is slowly disappearing to lands unknown. Silently and softly, the radiant spectacle drops. Its color has changed from a bright, glaring orange to a dull soothing crimson. Now it touches the horizon, we almost expect to hear a sizzling roar as the outer edge of the sun gently meets, or apparently meets the water. Instead, the water changes, changes from a cool, unhospitable blue, to a tranquil blanket of warmth. This reflection on the hitherto pale blue sky, also gives the world in genral a warm appearance. The heavens seem to come nearer, seeming to want to tenderly caress you with their newly acquired warmth. As the sun drops further, its brilliance increases, only for a moment, then, gradually the color fades. Now, only the least bit of the sun is visible, the water once again assumes a cool attitude, the skies darken, low hanging clouds appear on the horizon. They are heralds of night. With a last blaze of glory the sun has sunk out of sight. The change comes quickly, from the soothing warmth of a moment before, the atmosphere shifts to a cold biting covering. Now, from behind one of those dark night clouds, a star appears. The sky has darkened, and as the light grows dim. more stars appear from behind the clouds of night. The final rays of the setting sun have passed. The tiny stars shine like myriads of tiny diamonds, sparkling and glistening high up in the heavens. As we gaze at the array of radiance produced by Nature’s activities, we commence to notice various starry phenomena. The Rig Dipper, the Little Dipper, Cassiopca. the Rear and many others attract our wandering eyes. The skv sems to be clearing, there is a beam of white light streaming across the sky. it covers manv of the stars as if by a thin guaze. Clearer, brighter grows the sky. We wonder. and pause again to stare about us. Ah ! there is the answer, the moon is rising. The moon, that enchanting inspirer of romance, is once again blessing the earth with its kindlv light. As the pale vellow ball rises we imagine the conturs of a friendlv face unon the widespread surface of the moon. It seems to be watchfully guarding the earth in its deep and peaceful slumber. Slowly but inevitably, it rises, rises until now it is suspended, astounding in its beauty and supremity, in the center of the heavens above us. It is giving off a glowing lip'ht, whitish yellow in color. We stand, spellbound, gazing at the heavens, with the moon, the msater of all it surveys, seem- ingly likened to a crown jewel in a setting of sparkling diamonds. Now it is on its downward course, slowly descending, in a manner similar to that of the setting sun. As it sinks slowly the sky seems again to be becoming lighter. Now the stars are fading, the moon is sinking faster. One by one the stars disappear, the same as if the heavens were likened unto a gigantic building, all illuminated, having the lights put out. first one here, now one there, until finally all are out and the God of Darkness reigns. The moon has sunk behind a long, low cloud, hanging over the earth as a protecting guardian. Light, light with its blissful protection is now spreading across the sky. Once again we see the welcome sun. coming forth out of its delightful heat. Gradually brightness surpasses darkness. The sky is out of its cloak of darkness and into a life of light. The sky increases in radiance and splendor, and as the light of the world rises may we pause once more to thank God for His blessings of night and day ERIK BENSE, 34. ‘ THE DEBATING CLUB On Nov. 20. 1933, a debating club was formed under the able leadership of Miss Bradford, to train its members in the art of debating. Harold McGuigan was elected chairman of the club and Eleanor Rae, secretary. Meetings were held in the library every other week. At these meetings debates were presented by members of the club on such subjects as: “Should the NR A Remain As a Permanent Police?”; “Have Politics Been Benefited By the Nineteenth Ammendment?”. and “Should Report Cards Be Abolished in Public Schools?” Helpful and constructive criticism in the form of a general discussion followed each debate. As the goal of the training was primarily to stage a better delivered and more appealing Junior-Senior debate, work was soon in progress on the preparation of this major event. Harold McGuigan. Eugene Heilhecker and Eleanor Rae were chosen to represent the Seniors, while Lloyd Smith. Uzelle de Rocha and Domenick Capone, the Juniors. Ruth Kur was appointed chairman. The topic selected was Resolved: That the St. Lawrence Waterway Should Be Developed. The seniors took the affirmative side and the juniors upheld the negative. The debate, held before the assembled school on March 28th, was very well given by both sides. The judges, Mr. Hobbs, former superintendent of the Bristol, R. I. Public Schools; Miss Stanton, registerer at Brown University; Miss Spooner, principal of Oliver school; however, seemed to think that the seniors did better and gave the decision to them. Much credit must be given to the teams and especially to Miss Bradford for giving her time and asistance to the club. Let us hope that next year's Debating Club will be even more successful! ELEANOR RAE. ’34.