Fairhaven High School - Huttlestonian Yearbook (Fairhaven, MA)

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THE HUTTLESTONIAN 21 Teacher—Johnny you stay after class to-night! Johnny—All right. Teacher—Why is it that you can be so much better outside of class than you are in class? Johnny—That’s just what I was thinking about you! —Life. Pat—Phat time was it when that Ford jumbled by last night? Mike—About tin after tin! —Life. He—Do you like Kipling? She—I don’t know; I’ve never tried it. How do you kipple? —Princeton University Press. The school phonograph had just fin¬ ished a selection by two famous opera singers, and the teacher said: “Now, children, who can tell me the names of the singers we have just heard?” “Caruso,” replied one boy. “Yes. And who was singing with Caruso?” “His man Friday,” was the discon¬ certing answer. —Boston Transcript. “I saw a human fly yesterday.” “Where?” “On the screen, of course.” —Yale Record. “Why do you turn out for every road hog who comes along?” she asked rather crossly. “The right of way is yours.” “Surely,” said her husband, calmly, “but my reason is suggested by an epitaph I recently saw: “ ‘Here lies the body of William Jay, He died maintaining his right of the way; He was right, dead right, as he sped along; But he’s just as dead as if he’d been wrong.’ ” —The Automobilist. Teacher (discussing in a Virgil class the disguise of Cupid as Ascanius, calls on someone). Pupil—Did you call on me? Teacher—No, Cupid! •—Fairhaven High School. The budding orator of the Sopho¬ more class began: “I pause to ask myself a question.” Senior (disgusted)—“Don’t, you’ll only get a fool answer!” —Fairhaven High School. The Freshman was new at sailing and had a severe case of seasickness. He lay in his bunk all day on the verge of dispondency. At last his mates de¬ cided something must be done imme¬ diately. One of them, therefore, rushed to his cabin, crying, “Your father is dead!” The Freshman turned over and mur¬ mured, “Lucky dog!” —Selected. History teacher—What can you tell me about Papyrus? Brilliant pupil—He’s a Jewish poet visiting the United States! —Fairhaven High School. The small delivery boy was deliver¬ ing to a new customer and had en¬ countered a huge dog in the yard. “Come in,” said the lady, “he doesn ' t bite.” The boy still hung back. “Does he swallow?” he asked. —Ufe.

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20 THE HUTTLESTONIAN She—How much will you charge to treat my sick cat? Veterinary—Ten dollars. “Ten dollars what?” “Ten dollars purr.” —Nebraska Awgwan. A tramp knocked at a kitchen door and said: “Please, kind lady, I’m a sick man. The doctor gimme this medicine but I need something to take it with.” The woman was ready to help. “Poor fellow,” she said, “do you want a spoon and a glass of water?” “No, mum. I wouldn’t trouble you, but this medicine haster be took after meals. Have you got a meal handy?” •—Judge. Jack—I know a fellow who ate beef all his life and grew strong as an ox. Jane—That’s nothing, I know a man who ate fish all his life, and couldn ' t swim a stroke. ■ —Punch. “What time am it, Sam?” “My time-piece says two o’clock.” “What? Ah reads a quatah ob eight!” “Well, ain’t that two?” —Eroth. “Do you like wax beans, Harriet dear?” “Yes’m, I like all kinds of beans ex¬ cept corn and asparagus.” —Life. Student—I shall live by my wits. Professor—Why die so young? —Lampoon. “Why, John, have you my picture in your watch?” “Well, Helen, I thought perhaps you might love me in time.” —Brown. Helen—Don’t you think that a girl should love before twenty? Uncle—I should say not; that is too large an audience. —Life.

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22 THE HUTTLESTONIAN Boys’ Athletics N 1922, Fairhaven’s football team did not know what the word defeat meant. With AAr. Pidgeon’s skillful coaching and the spirit and pluck of the players, the High School had one of the finest teams ever known in its football history. In June, 1923, some of the best players for years were grad¬ uated, and when the fall term of the school year opened, Mr. Pidgeon had a hard time to build up a worthy team. He chose the following line-up: A. Sylvia, rt.; C. Hirst, re.; P. Cieurzo, rg.; F. Dexter, It.; Hawkins, fb.; P. Sullivan, lg.; E. York, le.; Hol¬ land, qb.; B. Terry, lhb.; Mac- omber, rhb. The first game of the season was with Hope High. It was a disappointing defeat. One might almost say that Fairhaven beat itself in this game. The follow¬ ing week, the team met a second defeat—Rockland High School as an opponent. Very poor spirit was shown on the oppos¬ ing team. On October 6, 1923, Fairhaven played Durfee High, the latter expecting to win by two touchdowns. But Fairhaven furnished an agreeable surprise by beating Durfee 7-0. Victory must have tasted good, for the next week Middleboro lost by a score of 25-0. The outlook is good for F. H. S. while Mr. Pidgeon coaches. The following is the list of games scheduled for the remainder of the season: Hyannis at Fairhaven, Octo¬ ber 27, 1923. Whitman at Whitman, No¬ vember 3, 1923. New Bedford at New Bedford, November 17, 1923. E. D., ’25.