Central High School - Aglaia Yearbook (Manchester, NH)

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Qizefctee. f 'OR several years the Class Secretary of '86 has, at spare moments, sought with pen and pencil to perpetuate the memories of many ludicrous incidents and jolly gatherings, which otherwise would have been consigned to a speedy oblivion. He was aware that all precedent was shocked by such a record. A secretaryls book has been, from time imme- morial, a dry enumeration of official proceedings, with all the petty details required by parliamentary usage. But ye Secretary asks no pardon for his method. The work was done simply for the writer's own amusement, without a thought that it would ever be circulated outside a narrow circle of friends. ' That the Class of '86 should consider the book worthy of publication was in every respect a surprise to its author. He does not therefore seek to apologize for any of the defects or omissions with which the work is doubtless well supplied, for the reader must recollect that, however glaring the mistakes, they were committed for his own amusement. For the kindly approval and ready aid of the Class, and especially of the special committee, and for the favors tendered by many friends in pre- paring the work, we are deeply grateful. THE SCRIBE.

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air? cmmisrfy- , fflwa Q! 90 '3U ' fe Pltbrololljffy www W' f o ff i-ffm ? Q 2 E if S ji -'L ili r 5 i ff U tl if ,Xa f, tr ,rip5'1.Z'E sgfz W X f aq ref iii 115' -3?Q i?fi5iE Qd S N u 'ts-fri--aj:-i'i,Aff24i - , Qperqi nifeeQcee. NE morning in early September our Class came into existence. It was a morning quite emblematic of the Class character: breezy, bright, and fair. From the crowded city and the quiet country village, from the wilds of Hallsville and the jungles of the River Road, they came, an unhappy-looking crowd of students as one might wish to see. And among them was the future Scribe, as unhappy as the rest. We reached the school at a very early hour that first morning-freshies always do-and then collected outside the building to watch with admiring eyes the arrival of senior and junior and soph, all of whom came in due time, and marched with stately tread and scornful mien into the mys- terious portal where we dared not enter. But we did enter at last of course, and began our first year of High School life much as had the four- teen other classes that were our predecessors. Hazing, that old-time initiatory process, of which other classes had darkly hinted, was nearly done away with before our time, the fiendish Q97