Cambridge Rindge and Latin School - CRLS Yearbook (Cambridge, MA)

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A Freshman on passing the Senior dressing room at recess. “Gee. what’s this? I didn’t think the Circus was in yet.” It might have been excruciating to some to watch a certain boy, Benjie, by name, operate (or try to) the typewriter. The exercise began: with, “ding the” and then, “ding the dink ding’”’....and from that to “ding the dink dink thing.” But it has afforded great pleas- ure to some few girls from 18 E, however, to watch him. They sincerely hope that he may in time become an ex- pert typist, at the same time wishing no harm to those new Remingtons. Three girls, from English building, formed a sort of secret alliance, and thereon hangs a tale: meeting, every Thursday morning; place, Latin Hall; object, to watch and admire a certain boy who sat across the aisle. They knew him as “Mother’s Son,” for he seemed to answer in their minds the description of ‘“Mother’s Son,’ in a story of that name by Beulah M. Dix. Now all the boys shouldn't rush to read that book at once, to see if they answer the description. Here’s a tribute to Miss E. M. Forsyth, who has de- voured her history and civics lessons with her lunch and with such marked success in the past year. May we hope that Miss Kathryn Russell will, some day in future years, have her wish to beconie a real boy gratt- fied? Mr. Derry: “What is husbandry ?” Stack: “When aman can make plum pudding they call it husbandry.” Miss H “Don’t use slang, it ain’t proper.” Letitia Kelley was rather late the other morning and just missed the 8.27 car at Harvard Square. She paced nervously up and down the pavement and suddenly spied a Broadway car approaching. When the car was nearing the school, Letitia jumped up and pointed to the conductor, but alas, he didn’t see her. But Letitia was not to be discouraged by a little thing like that. She flew to the platform and before the con- ductor realized it was saying, “Now I’ve saved you the trouble of stopping.” (Letitia had jumped). Ruth C is the speediest stenographer in the class next to Helen D-n-i-n-g. Helen says a person needs speed nowadays, but don’t try to over speed. I met Mae Sullivan coming from the library the other day. She had a book under her arm almost as large as thes bible; I felt something was wrong and as she approached I said, “Hello, Mae, what are you doing with the Bible?” (Getting awfully religious). Mae, rather offended—‘Why I’m looking up some facts about suffrage.”

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When women get their vote, Miss Brennan is going to be a letter carrier. She likes walking. Are there any seniors who have not yet read “The Toy Shop?” If not, why not? I hear Miss Mason has a copy which she thinks a lot of but you may induce her to lend it. Mr. Cain has a lot of trouble with people who insist on doing carpentry “when he is trying to explain some- thing.” I suggest a pencil sharpening machine installed, as it would greatly relieve said gentleman’s mind. I wish I knew as much history as Mary McCarthy, not that Vminclined to pe jealous, put stiller ae The old familiar and oft repeated lay, “Oh, I don’t know a bit of my history!” “My hair’s a sight.” Things that never happen. “Everybody knew their history today and not a girl giggled.” May, have a care, don’t wear out all the bricks on the Avenue. You stroll up there too frequently, for a de- mure High School girl. Why did Manning move from the second row into the first row, Thursday morning chorus? Was it to get away farther from the second sopranos, or to move closer to the pianist? I wonder why Miss Sands and Miss Russell start for the Latin School so soon after the morning exercises. I guess it is for the same reason that Miss Stearns starts for the English School. Better ask Burns, our detective, and he, with his assistant, may be able to throw some light on the subject. If there is any surplus in the class treasury, I move that ten cents be appropriated for the purchase of a pocket- book for “Jack” Kelley. I think the best kind would be one she could tie around her neck. Safety First. How bout it, jack? Mr. Campbell: “What are the powers of the witches in Macbeth r” Scully: “They have the means to transform themselves into animals, but they have a slight deficiencies.” (Nice wav of saying they lack tails). (The pupil could not think of an English word for in- venio. ) Miss Spring: “What would the action be if you saw money on the street?” (Answer is discovery). Merrill: (Popping out of his seat and exclaiming), “One grab!” Canto—to sing and illo—to pretend to sing or chirp. (Nolite cantillere). (Passage related the transformation of mariners into dolphins which swam about.) Mr. Campbell: “By the way, what is a dolphin?” Pupils isniteitaa ple ew Mr. Campbell: “Oh, is it? Then pigs can swim!” (Quick Hansen, the dictionary). Miss Spring: “Killing a man is homicide is it not?” Papi Yes m.. Miss Spring: “What is the killing of one’s mother?” Pupil: “Matricide.”’ Miss Spring: “Brother?” Pupil: “Fratricide.” Miss Spring: “Sister ?” Pupils Siicidel 1 th 1 Latin Teacher: “Express ‘his troops’ in a word of four letters.” Pupil: “Suas.” Latin Teacher: “Why, that’s ‘his lady friends.’ Suos ise ile Oct. 1 Some of the girls may wonder what Miss Corcoran will possibly do without a certain little boy, King George I, whom she thinks “such a dear.” Perhaps she'll have to get a bigger boy to amuse her. Won’t somebody, before it is too late, tell Miss Mac- Gregor that she rea lly can sing. What would the tenors have done in the last year without her inestimable sup- port. She was always looking out for the interest of the tenors in wanting the boys to come over where they really belonged, near her (of course). Miss Anna McGrath won another title during the past year. “Legal Advisor of the Girls.” This comes from a person in whom she has a very great interest. There seemed to be a decided turn for the worse in the ability of the sixth hour class of history and civics to answer .the teacher's “stickers” sineemeViieeme oni Carleton departed. She was such a brilliant student! ! ne of the Varsity Girls proposed that the squad should have a Sleighing Party. The matter was discussed and arrangements to be made later. On the way home our Jumping Center spied a beautiful looking sleigh ap- proaching which was no other than an empty milk pung. Her expectations had arisen so high that before she real- ized it she was gracefully seated on a real sleigh and going toward North Cambridge. She was accompanied by her little side center and two of the guards. They were all having a perfectly wonderful time and as they thought, unseen. The only real thing missing as far as I could see were the eats, but their enthusiasm was so gieat that this seemed only a niere trifle. “An Observer.” Thompson was going along the corridor at a very slow pace. Evidently forgetful of his surroundings, he was, so to speak, in a “frame of mind.’ Ermma Jackson, in a dreadful hurry, comes along. Thompson looks up, alas! too late. He had collided with Ermma. Kittie ixussell presided at a Salvation Army meeting on Massachusetts Avenue, last night. There was quite a crowd present but Kittie hopes to have more next time. Among those present were Mary Moore and Mae Sulli- van. Louis Butcher had charge of the music. Teacher: “What is a pun?” M S-u-l-v-n waves her hand in the air. Teacher. Well! M » Aspun is a playron-a word:« ‘Yeacher: “Comedy or Tragedy ?” ; At the exercises, which took place in the hall, for the awarding of the Longfellow medal, there were in the audience, two poets to whom Miss Black referred in her essay, no other than Thompson and Burns. For the latest styles in hair dressing see Miss Kitty Russell : Miss———— and Carruth were so intensely interested in each other in the typewriting class, the other day, that neither one of them were aware of the fact that Miss Dennett was speaking to them. (At the Radcliffe game): “Aren’t you going to play?” One of the girls: “No, I’m the Mascot.” Regina Lee is looking forward to appearing in the Opera. “Where, Regina, on the stage or in the audience?” Regina: “Some people are so stupid.”

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Senior Play | In dramatics, this year, the Senior class presented a mediocre production of “The Rivals,’ mediocre as cam- pared with our exceptionally good production of ‘As You Like =ltyslast— “years bheimediocrity Wwe due to the fact that the play was somewhat uneven; that is, the characters did not carry their parts through consistently. There were heights, but there were like- wise depths. Exceptions to be sure there were; but many of the actors were inconsistent. Another cause of the mediocrity lay in the lack of snap in the production as a whole. The part of the ‘old weather-beaten she-dragon,” the mixer of words, Mrs. Malaprop, had perhaps too much snap; but the parts of the adventurous Captain Jack Absolute and the pugnacious Sir Lucius O’Trig- ger had all too little. This lack in the cast may have been due to a waning interest in the play. The cast ap- peared “stale,’ to use a term from athletic training, not very much, but still somewhat “stale.” May it not be that they had worked a bit too long on the piece and the keen edge of interest had worn off? Ralph Cartwright, as the inimitably droll Bob Acres, proved a pleasing exception to the general charge of in- consistency. His interpretation may have lacked real dramatic fire in places; maybe he did at all times throw himself in. But he gave us at least a consistently good Acres. He showed to advantage in the scene where he has so much sport with Falkland. The jealous Falkland at first worried over the health of his beloved Julia comes to worry over her “too ‘robust health,” and Acres has the foolish lover completely at his mercy. The ideal Acres, we imagine here, as a happy-go-lucky devil. He is tan} it ey a in’ Bath from the country in his high top boots and