Durfee High School - Durfee Record Yearbook (Fall River, MA)

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DFRFFF UIH’OHI) STAFF Top How. Left to Rig'ht—Freeman Rorrien. Howard Comstock, Louise Thompson, Brooks Hawkins, William Butler, Weston Earle. Middle Row—Samuel Jsserlis, Harold Tracy, .Jane) Chew, Alice Sod er man, Janice Robinson, Jennie Sullivan, Gladys Walmsley, Ethel Morey Front Row—Ella Buffing-ton. Joseph Hannoni. Florence Thomas, David Feldman, Malcolm Aldrich, Ruth McArdle, Rose Fursriuelc

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RECORD STAFF Ediior-ni-Chief DAVI I) M. A sx o ria c E d it oi s FLORENCE M. THOMAS MALCOLM 1 ALDRICH Assistant Editor ROSE M. FCRGICKLE GLADYS WALMSLEY HAROLD TRACY SAM CEL ISSERL1S BROOKS HAWKINS JANET CHEW JENNIE SCLLIVAN ETHEL MOTLEY IH'TH MeARDLE LOCISE THOMPSON FREEMAN S. BORDEN FELDMAN 1 .s .s istu a ( A dm t is in j J fa tut go r WESTON S. EARLE Advert ini ng Manager ELLA BCFFI NO TON Art Editor WILLIAM BCTLER . 1 ss is taut Art E d. i t or 8 ALIC E SODERMAN HOWARD COMSTOCK Business Manager JOSEPH R, PANNONI fltimorous Editor AETHER SKINNER Alvin Gaffney deserves much praise for the time that he spent in making a success of tin’s Rrccoiu).

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drpat liar BOOM! room: What is this thunderous noise that dis- turbs our slumbers in the English class? Surely, the Oenmins are not landing a force at Sandy Reach ! No. that can not happen while the Liberty Loan is tremendously over- subscribed. Is it a tumultuous crowd surging forward to buy Rucokd Rooks, smashing doors and windows in its path? No, for everyone has been careful to reserve them in advance. What then can cause this disturbance. Calm yourselves, dear friends, it is merely the Class of 11118 pursuing its daily course of life. That first boom to startle you, the greatest of all, was the opening gun filed by 11)18 when it forced an entry to our great stronghold on the hill, in spite of all the efforts of 1917 to hold the place against us. The rattling musket lire that followed next was merely the interchange of com- pliments ( ? ? ?) between the various members of the class. For a time, however, a comparative lull in the hostilities en- sued, until there dropped into our midst the shrapnel of that mysterious gentleman of European appearance, that mil- itaristic and still pacitistic spirit, hardly human and yet not supernatural, of contradictory ways and appearance. His bombs, dropped from the platfoim of the English class, not only silenced, but completely shattered, the cannon of civil strife, so recently and inimicallv employed in onr sanguinary battle for the class presidency. It is said that civil wounds are healed by the attack of a common foe. Ho it was in onr case until treachery surrendered us to the flower (?) of the enemy. Then again civil conflict threatened, but, by the aid of onr allies outwitted the hostile power and regained our freedom. ‘‘Hie semper tyrannis!” All this you now hear rumbling behind the scenes which we are about to enact before your eyes. Be prepared for warlike thrusts, melo- dramatic incidents and tragedies of blood. Here again shall Caesar die! This we can not avoid—Tis the nature of the class. Ferocious classmates, if you like not our treatment of your deeds, seek not to pierce us with your daggers! Blame us not, for history must tell the truth.