Fairhaven High School - Huttlestonian Yearbook (Fairhaven, MA)

Text from Pages 1 - 116 of the 1924 volume:

i 7 -Q f i � ass-upi 48 THE HUTTLESTONIAN There were 11,079 more paid admissions in the State Theatre during February than there were in January. There’s a Reason—The IS NOW AN ALLEN THEATRE and ALLEN has the Pictures Continuous Daily from 1:30. Matinees, 20c and 30c; Children 10c. Evenings 30c and 40c thtTpr’incess Fairhaven’s Community Theatre Two Performances Daily: 6:15 and 8:15—Matinee Saturday at 2:15 ITS AN ALLEN THEATRE THE HUTTLESTONIAN A. C. GARDNER j Poor Brothers • • • • Jeweler • • • • JEWELERS Superior Repair Service 761 Purchase Street, New Bedford, Mass. Swiss Watch Works a Specialty. WALTHAM AND HAMILTON WATCHES UNION STREET, NEW BEDFORD, MASS. Agent for Jiohn Gould Son, Boston, Mass. COMPLIMENTS OF Cbrence E. Jones j F. S. Brighton Co. Violin, Viola, ’Cello and Double Bass Strings. Studio: 122 Armour Street, New Bedford, Mass. Dealer in Old Violins, Bows, Cases and Violin Specialties. TEACHER OF VIOLIN 133 UNION STREET, NEW BEDFORD, MASS. 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AiAJSa TABLE OF CONTENTS Editorial Staff. 8 Gifts (A Poem). 9 Editorials. 10, 11 Luck of the Viking (A Story).12, 13, 24 Two Poems. 14 Social Notes— „ A Pot Pourri. 10, 28 My Remembrances of Porto Rico (Personal Recollections) . . . 16, 17 Faculty Notes. 18 A Memory (A Poem). 19 J okes. 20, 21 Athletics— Boys’. 22, 32 Girls’. 23 The Health Code. 24 Department Notes— Commercial: The Commercial Club. 25 French: What a French Movie Critic Thinks of “Down to the Sea in Ships” (A Translation). 26 Latin: The Roman of Old. 27 Domestic Science: Cooking. 28 Sewing: The Journey of Some Balls of Cotton. 29 Science. .... .30, 31, 34 History: Selections from Davis’ Readings. 32 Civics. 33 Music. 34 Manual Arts: Printing. 35 Woodwork. 35 Three Thousand Years Ago (A Story). 36, 37, 38 Showers (A Narrative) . 38, 46 Twinkles (Here and There). 39 Vis’tin’ (A Poem) .. 39 The Hero of the Sixth (A Story).40, 41, 42 Book Reviews. 43 Alumni Notes. 44, 45 The Lament of Elsie Smith (A Narrative). 46 THE HUTTLESTONIAN iM PUBLISHED BY STUDENTS OF FAIRHAVEN HIGH SCHOOL Vol. 1 Spring Issue, 1924 No. 2 EDITORIAL STAFF I Editor-in-Chief MIRIAM D. WALDRON, ’24 Editors FREDERICK V. SHEARD, ’25, Assistant EDWARD DUBIEL, ’25, Reportorial MARGARET K. CHAPIN, ’23, Alumni Business Manager FRANKLYN A. YOUNG, JR., ’24 Assistant DONALD C. AXTELL, ’25 Advertising Manager ERNEST H. DeCOFFE, ’27 Assistants GRACE W. WOOD, ’24 ROSWELL F. SILVA, ’24 AMBROSE PETERS, ’24 Single Copy, 25 Cents ]iiiiiiiiiiiiDiiitiiiiiiifoiHmuiniaiiitiN!iiinaii!iiiiiiiiiaiitiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiit!tDiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiuiiiiiDiiiiimiiiiamiiiiiiiiiaiitimiiiiiaiiiiiiiitiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiicn 0h . IHf MllUCtNf LIBRARY SS. H W iiiuiiiiiDiiiimiiiiioiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiimiiDiiiiiiiiiiiiDiiiriiiiimDiiiiiiiimiDiiiimmiiaiimiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiimiiaiuiimmiin EAVEN sent are they and of God a part, The gifts that surge and sway the heart. We breathe them forth in a thought or a smile, To cheer and comfort for a while. MURIEL CHAMBERLAIN, ’26. □ n niiiiiiiiiiiiiDiiiiiiiiiiiiDiiiiiiiiiiiiajiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiin 10 THE HUTTLESTONIAN Ten Minutes With The Principal. H OME Work! Just eight simple letters—yet to some students the lock and key which keeps them from social activities. To other students, they are ' merely eight letters—nothing more. To still others who, unfortunately, do not compare favorably with either the first or second group above mentioned, these words are lights shining along the pathway of ‘‘Success.” Now, getting right down to bed rock, what is “Home Work” ? As Mr. Dickey says, it simply means “the concentration of the mind and will on the task at hand.” If the student himself lacks the in¬ centive to study, his parents should furnish the necessary stimulus to carry him through. They should insist on a minimum of social events from Monday until Friday night. Every student should fully realize what success in High School means. He is really building the foundation of his house for the future. It is up to him to do his best, so that he may face the world squarely, when the time comes, with a house that will stand all scru¬ tiny of life’s critics. Suave speech and a persuasive manner are not always indicative of real worth. Let us, therefore, take the right attitude toward our school work, and ' make the foundation for our future house a firm one! FREDERICK V. SHEARD, ’25. SPRING! It is interesting to note at this time of the year that the noun which signifies energy is also the name of the season when no one has much energy! Spring is here again and with it the feeling of THE HUTTLESTONIAN 11 overwork and laziness, called by some, “spring fever”. The outside world is in accord with your spirits. One day it is cold, the next warm with a mixture of snow, rain, and sun. If you are a student, you feel that all the universe is against you. Work never seemed heavier! Lessons never end! Teachers are unmerciful and a bore to you! To be sure there is no real cure for this feeling—but it can be alleviated! How? Do some of the work you have been contin¬ ually putting off. It will keep your mind and your hands busy. If you work with a will, it won’t be long before you find yourself recov¬ ering from your attack of spring fever, and you will at least have something to show for it! Once more, then, the world will smile upon you. SHORT STORY CONTEST The announcements of the results of the Boston Traveler Fifth Short Story Contest came to us after the last issue of the magazine had gone to print. We therefore take pleasure in announcing now that of the 125 stories to receive honorable mention, three were written by Fairhaven High School students: “Luck of the Viking”, by Granville Prior; “Three Thousand Years Ago”, by Hope Dudgeon; “The Hero of the Sixth”, by Donald Axtell. The stories are printed elsewhere in this magazine. To each author of these stories, The Traveler has given a “Cer¬ tificate of Honorable Mention”. The stories while not so good as the prize winners, were “ ' mighty close” in the opinion of Mr. Rugg, the short story editor, and they all showed much promise. It is several years since the High School has taken part in The Traveler’s annual contest, and it will be interesting to the student body to know, that the stories written by their schoolmates were ranked in the first 125 of the 1,110 stories submitted by high school students from all over New England. MY REMEMBRANCE OF PORTO RICO Miss Helen Mae Kidd, who lived in Porto Rico for several years, has consented to write her recollections of the island for the present issue of the magazine. Miss Kidd’s impressions of this beautiful is- land on the boundary of the Caribean Sea are most entertaining, 12 THE HUTTLESTONIAN Luck of the Viking T HE boys had strolled down to the wharf to watch the photogra¬ phers take the pictures of the scenes in the coming whaling film, “Down to the Sea in Ships”. Their grandfather, an old sea captain, had accompanied them. As they were watching the photographers busily at work, Bob suddenly looked up and asked his grandfather if he wouldn’t tell them a story of whaling. His grandfather consented to do so. Sitting down on a pile of boxes the old man commenced his story: “It was back in 1879 when the bark ‘Viking’ sailed out of New Bedford Harbor on a whaling expedition in the North Atlantic. Her crew consisted of Yankee sailors of New Bedford and mulattoes from Cape Verde. Her captain, Ben Harris, was one of the finest men that ever walked a deck. He was a typical Yankee whaler. The first mate was a man named Stevens. John Morgan, the second mate, was of medium height, broad chested, with muscles of almost herculean strength. A story about him says that once in a fit of rage he had thrown a heavy barrel of whale oil at his opponent. The third mate, Lem Shanks, was a long, thin man, rather loosely built, with eyes which never seemed to be still. “As the vessel sailed out of New Bedford harbor, the captain on turning around from a conversation with the first mate chanced to see Lem Shanks regarding him with a sinister air that could not be¬ token anything but evil. Then and there deep under the skin, some¬ thing told the captain that trouble was brewing in the form of the third mate. “As the morning of the sixth day out dawned, the cheerful cry of ‘Thar she blows’ greeted the sailors. For a moment, the captain for¬ got the third mate and hurried to the starboard rail where the eyes of most of the crew were centered on a black object about one-half a mile from the ship. Immediately he ordered the boats to be lowered. In command of the first he placed Second Mate Morgan, the second he took command of himself, and in the third he placed First Mate Stevens. The Third Mate, Lem Shanks, he left in com¬ mand of the ‘Viking’. The whale, a young bull, was soon harpooned and towed back to the boat. “While the three boats had been absorbed in getting the whale, the Third Mate and the other men left on board the ‘Viking’ had been THE HUTTLESTONIAN 13 planning mutiny. As the boat of the First Mate drew nigh the bark, Shanks whispered to his fellow conspirators, Tight if the old man tries to put anything over on you.’ “The next three days were spent in cutting up the whale, trying the blubber, and barreling the oil. Late one night as the captain was watching some of the crew try blubber, chancing to look up, he saw the Third Mate regarding him with an evil glare. The next mo¬ ment the eyes of the Third Mate appeared to be gazing on the ocean. “Early on the morning of the fourth day after the harpooning of the whale, Captain Harris ordered several of the mutineers to swab the decks which were covered with grease and fat. The men said nothing, but made no motion to obey. The captain repeated the command. This was a signal for the mutineers. Immediately the deck was a mass of struggling figures. Everything from belaying pins to the sharp tools used in cutting up a whale were used as weap¬ ons. The Second Mate had seized a belaying pin and was using it with astounding effects on the heads of the mutineers. As the deck was slippery, many of the men slipped, striking their heads on the deck and rendering them unconscious for the time being. Out of the mel£e a voice suddenly yelled, ‘Thar she blows and sparm at that’. “Almost miraculously the mutiny was forgotten in the prospect of returning richly laden with oil. Boats were again over the side and in a trice everybody was thinking of whale and oil. This time the captain stayed on board with those who had been wounded in the fight. The Third Mate’s boat was the first to get within harpooning distance of the whale. It proved to be a gigantic sperm whale. As the Third Mate was the best harpooner on the vessel he prepared to harpoon the whale. This he did with effect, striking the whale in the back. After being pulled miles by the whale, the boat was finally picked up by the ‘Viking’ and the whale was pulled alongside. “After the process of simmering the blubber and getting the oil out, it was found that they had an unusual number of barrels of oil which would bring them a goodly sum of money. They then sailed for New Bedford. As the days went by Captain Harris expected mutiny to break out any minute. At last one cloudy morning it did break out. The crew had just sat down to eat their morning chow and while they were busily stuffing victuals into their stomachs the Third Mate seized a knife and hurled it at the Captain. Luckily for him the weapon did not go true to its mark but missed him by a scant (Concluded on Page 24) 14 THE HUTTLESTONIAN The Rainbow “What is a rainbow, my child? And what does it mean to you?” “ ’Tis a bright-colored arch set high in the sky, Of red, and yellow, and blue.” “What is a rainbow, man? And what does it mean to you?” “ ’Tis the promise of God, which all through the years, Will forever and ever hold true.” ELIZABETH S. SHERMAN, ’24. The Dream The Dream Lady dwells in the silver moon, With the sky for a deep blue sea, She does up the bundles of pleasant dreams, And drops them to you and to ' me. Slumber dream-fancies last not forever, They fade at the dawn of the day, And all fairy queens and all princely charms On airy wings vanish away. But as soon as the night draws her curtain, And the silver moon sails the sea, The Dream Lady does up her pleasant dreams, And drops them to you and to me. ELIZABETH S. SHERMAN, ’24. THE HUTTLESTONIAN 15 A Pot-Pourri T HE Senior Dance is over. The view from the front of the High School arrests us, homeward bound. The new moon shines — lights gleam on the bridge and on the opposite bank of the river! Never before had we noticed the wonderful site of our school! The monument with its di¬ recting light bespeaks our benefactor. The “Gym” looked the best ever at the Sophomore afternoon party. The committee surely deserves praise. The party also has the distinction of having the most notable event of the year occur during its progress. It happened at the beginning of a Leap Year Dance. One of the male mem¬ bers of the faculty was asked the honor of the dance by a Sophomore girl. A most tragic thing happened to the Seniors. They had chosen Bachrach as their official photographer. Several days later, Oki Seizo, the newest and most fashionable in his line, made them an offer. The fame of Fairhaven girls in athletics has spread far and wide. So much so that Miss French, Physical Director of the State, felt that she must come down from Boston to look them over. Our boys made rather a good showing at the Boston Indoor Track Meet,—considerably better than the boys across the river. Why do we always feel so well satisfied with ourselves when we outdo New Bedford ? The Senior Play is over—but the bills are still coming in! The play went off very well and was given an exceedingly favorable write-up in the newspapers. Miss Trowbridge has promised us a very interesting program for (Concluded on Page 28) 16 THE HUTTLESTONIAN My Remembrances of Porto Rico S EVEN hundred and fifty miles southeast of Havana, Cuba, on the northern boundary of the Carribean Sea, is the island of Porto Rico. The island, although only eighty by forty miles in area, (about the same acreage as Long Island, N. Y.), is one of the most densely populated in the world, having a population of more than one million, two hundred and fifty thousand inhabitants. Of these the majority are black and mulatto, composed mostly of peons, who are the toilers of the fields, a machette frequently being the only implement they understand the use of. Although the blood of dif¬ ferent classes mingles freely in their veins, they are on the whole an orderly, industrious, considerate people, anxious to acquire American ways. The peon’s home is a rude hut or shack with mere holes to furnish light; as there is no cold weather, real windows and sashes are needless. The floor is uneven and unsteady. A ham¬ mock, a bunk, or a pile of palm branches for a bed, and boxes for chairs, complete the furnishings for these shacks. An iron kettle or some discarded tin cans are the only utensils for cooking which is done mainly out of doors. The food of these people consists of rice and beans, “toites”, plantains, and coarse vegetables. Their cloth¬ ing is cheap and scanty. Many little children go naked, and few ever wear shoes. The white population is comprised of the owners of large “tineas”, or plantations, producing sugar, coffee, and tobacco. Some of these men are interested also in sugar centrales, of which the second largest in the world is located at Guanica, Porto Rico. There are many thousand Americans, located mostly in the San Juan districts, who have followed the flag, and have made large investments in “fincas” devoted exclusively to the cultivation of grape fruits and oranges. The homes of these well-to-do people are very comfortable. The long double windows of the houses reach to the floor, and usually stand wide open. The floors are bare except for an occasional small rug. There is no upholstered furniture to be seen, and a marble topped table in the middle of the “sals” or living room is very char¬ acteristic. One of my earliest impressions during my life on the island is the market. There the fruit venders carry on their heads great wil¬ low trays of fruits, piled high with luscious yellow and copper-colored THE HUTTLESTONIAN 17 mangoes, heaps of casaba mellons, bananas of a dozen different va¬ rieties, alligator pears, and many other kinds, for which the English language has no names. The poultry and pigs are sold alive. Men go from house to house carrying on each arm fifteen or twenty chick¬ ens. Cigar and cigarette sellers are very numerous, and it is not out of the ordinary to see one of the native women going about her work smoking a long, black cigar. One of the principal occupations of the inhabitants of the Caba Rojo district is the making of palm hats, some of which equal the finest panamas. Mayaguez is the third largest city and is on the west coast, rank¬ ing first as a place of residence. Well do I remember the “Plaza . The one thing about it that amused me greatly as a child was to see that no black people walked on the side set apart for the whites. In the same family a girl may be white of skin and her sister or brother black or dark of complexion. Before the American occupation, the towns and cities swarmed with beggars. During the Spanish administration there were few schools, whereas today there are seven hundred rural schools includ¬ ing high schools on the island, and a splendidly equipped experimental station at Mayaguez. Throughout the entire year the climate is ideal, northeast trade winds blowing constantly. The temperature at night is at least twelve degrees cooler than the day, making wool blankets necessary. Although a considerable amount of traveling is done on horse back, there has never been a case of a horse being overcome by the heat. Nor do people suffer from sun stroke there. Small as the island is, there are more than a thousand miles of good macadamized roads, covering every section of the island, making automobiling a delightful relaxation. The scenery has been declared by tourists to be more beautiful than that of any other island in the world. This is why Porto Rico is called the “Pearl of the Antilles . In 1918, a few years after I left the island, the west coast was swept by an earthquake followed by a tidal wave which left Mayaguez almost as completely ruined as Yokahama after her recent disaster. The reconstructed city is more up-to-date than the city with which I was familiar. HELEN MAE KIDD, ’24. 18 THE HUTTLESTONIAN S INCE the last issue of “The Huttlestonian”, the Faculty body as such has met only at teachers’ meet¬ ings. Interests have been variously spread over student activities, the Senior play, and dramatics outside of school, and always, of course, by the all-important game of making teaching what they would like to have it. One evening, all the teachers of the town were invited to attend a meeting of the Colonial Club where they were warmly greeted by the members and entertained by a lecture on “Fairhaven Houses” by Mr. Thomas Tripp. Hu¬ morous allusions to famous local char¬ acters, and bits of personal experience made the talk very entertaining. There was opportunity, too, for the teachers to meet many citizens of the town with whom they might otherwise not have become acquainted. Several members of the Faculty, during the fall and winter, have been attending one or both of two courses given weekly in New Bedford under the University Extension system. Both courses were given especially for teachers, by profes¬ sors from the Graduate School of Education at Harvard University. “Methods of Secondary School Education” was given by Professor Beatley, and “Principles of Elementary Education” by Professor Mirick. Occasionally, groups of the Faculty follow other pursuits of a lighter nature,—getting plenty of exercise and black-and-blue spots in hilarious basketball games on certain afternoons in the school gymnasium. THE HUTTLESTONIAN 19 A Memory F ROM out of the somewhere into the glow Of the setting sun, came a memory dear, And I stood enthralled as it faded slow, For the memory to me had brought a tear. A book, a rose, a ring, and then sorrow, The sun sank low in its golden bed, But no promise of a fair tomorrow Came with its rays of purple and red. Alone I gazed far o’er the ocean’s crest, The purple and red reflected there Dimmed, and were lost in its white foamy breast. Ah! deep in those depths lay my memory fair. The evening star from its sunset bed Shone forth with glory and radiant light, Deepening the shadows as the darkness fled, Flooded the earth with God’s love and might. Flooded my heart with a deep peace and love, Lifted my cross,—and no fear I knew As I raised my eyes to that star above, In grateful thanks for that memory true. MURIEL CHAMBERLAIN, ’26. 20 rHE HUTTLESTONIAN Laborer—And have they tall build¬ ings in America, Pat? Pat—Tall buildings have they? Faith, Mike, the last one I worked on we had to lay on our stomachs to let the moon pass. —The Record. Teacher—What is the plural of mouse, John? John—Mice. Teacher—Correct. Now the plural of spouse? John—Spice. —The Widow. Professor—What is density? Student—I can’t define it, but I can give an illustration of it. Professor—The illustration is good. Sit down! —Juggler. The first number of the daily pa¬ per issued by Henry Ford, the motor car manufacturer, had a dashing headline across the front page: “What Can We Do for Suffering Humanity?” A rival paper had an answering line next day: “Put Another Spring in the Cushions, Henry.” —The Automobilist. During a dust storm at one of the army camps, a recruit sought shelter in the cook’s tent. “If you’d put the lid on that camp kettle you would not get so much dust in your soup.” “See here, my lad, your business is to serve your country.” “Yes,” replied the recruit, “but not to eat it.” —Brown. A visitor said to a little girl: “And what will you do, my dear, when you are as big as your mother?” Said the modern child, “Diet.” —Tit-Bits (London). Dr. Mackintosh took a trip to Buf¬ falo recently where he was presented with a parrot. Doc believes he knows all about parrots, and under- � took to teach what he thought to be a young mute bird to say “Hello!” in one lesson. Going up to its cage he repeated that word in a clear voice for several minutes. The parrot at first paid not the slightest attention. At the final “Hello!”, however, the bird opened one eye, gazed at the man, and snapped out, “Line’s busy!” —Life, THE HUTTLESTONIAN 21 “If a farmer has four thousand bushels of wheat,” said the teacher, “and sells them at sixty cents a bushel, what would he get?” To which a pupil enthusiastically replied: “An automobile!” —Ladies’ Home Journal. “Oh, Mrs. Brown,” exclaimed the newly married next-door neighbor breathlessly, preparatory to borrow¬ ing some supplies she was temporar¬ ily out of: “Do your hens lay good eggs?” “Well,” Mrs. Brown replied con¬ sideringly, “they haven’t laid a bad one yet.” —Ladies Home Journal. “Eliza,” said a friend of the fam¬ ily to the old colored washerwoman, “have you seen Miss Edith’s financee?” Eliza pondered for a moment, then bent over the laundry tubs once more. “No, ma’am,” she said, “it ain’t been in the wash yet.” —University Press. It was Mrs. Foley’s first ride in a taxi, and she watched with growing alarm the driver continually putting his hand outside the car as a signal to following traffic. At last she be¬ came exasperated. “Young man,” she said, “you look after that car of yourn and watch where you are going; I’ll tell you when it starts raining.” —Punch. Man—Is New York the next stop? Porter—Yes sah; brush you off sah ? Man—No, I’ll get off myself. —Western Christian Advocate. Teacher—What is “can’t” the abre- viation of? Freshman—Cannot. Teacher — That’s right. Now, Johnny, what is “don’t” the abrevia- tion of? Freshmen—Doughnut. —Selected. “Why the difference in Pullman berths?” “Well, you see the lower is higher than the upper and the higher price is for the lower. If you want the price lower you have to go higher. They sell the upper lower than the lower. In other words, the higher is lower. Most people do not like the upper although it is lower be¬ cause it is higher. When you have an upper you have to get up to go to bed and get down when you get up. You can have the lower if you pay higher. The upper is lower than the lower because it is higher. But if you are willing to go higher, it will be lower. Take your choice!” —Club News. “What is your profession?” “I was an organist.” “What made you give it up?” “The monkey died.” —The Tiger. THE HUTTLESTONIAN 22 T HE Football Season was a success as a whole, though the first two games were lost, owing to a lack of experience. The principal games on the schedule were those with Whitman, Durfee, and New Bedford. We played Durfee here, and although the latter was favored to win, our boys did not fail us and came out of the battle with a winning score of 7-0. The next game was at Whitman, and the resultant score 7-6 in our favor. The New Bedford game was played at Sargent Field and was a thriller! The game was well played and cleanly fought. It ended in a scoreless tie. At the close of the season the superior work of Captain Hawkins, Hirst, Silvia, Pflug, and Cieurzo won for them a place on the All- Bristol County Team. The Basketball Team started the season in good trim, winning four straight games and losing to Durfee. After that, the outlook was discouraging for only one game was won. Although beaten in hard-fought games, Fairhaven was in the battle until the final whistle blew. Lineup: R F.—D. Barnes L. F.—E. York C.—J. Hawkins R. G.—C. Hirst L. G.—Captain F. Pflug Substitutes—C. Holland, P. Hoxie, J. O’Leary (Concluded on Page 32) THE HUTTLESTONIAN 23 The First State Basketball Meeting T HE first state basketball meeting was held in the Y. W. C. A. building at Boston. The girls of the Fairhaven High School thought that it would be a good chance to get some ideas for their basketball team, so the Girls’ Athletic Association sent two delegates —Marjorie Coombs, the captain, and Elizabeth Jason. It was explained at the meeting why girls did not play boy’s rules and three reasons were given: 1. The average girl is not strong enough to endure the hard playing that is required in a boy’s game. 2. There is more team work in a girl’s game and that means not so much individual playing. 3. The most important—that a girl ' s health comes first , and the game second. The question of “out of bounds” was discussed. It was asked if the wall should be called “out of bounds”. The chairman of the meeting said her opinion was that it should not because one should stand outside of the boundary line to throw the ball in. In some cases, the wall is used as a seventh player, and when this is true it should be called “out of bounds.” One of the most important subjects talked about was the one line game, played on a small floor. Several of the officials found that there was likely to be considerable bunching or “boxing up”. To stop this, the center or side center, now called “guard” or “forward”, should stay nearer the center of the floor, and let the other guards or forwards pass out to center and in that way give the forwards a chance to move about and get free. This is called “triangle forma¬ tion” and does away with all the bunching spoken of before. It is absolutely impossible for the referee to see each individual player all the time. For this reason, umpiring was introduced. The only fault to find with an umpire is that his attention can be drawn away from the backfield by the game. It was suggested that the umpire do more work, and in this way the game might be brought up to a higher level of sportsmanship. ELIZABETH JASON, ’24. 24 THE HUTTLESTONIAN The Health Code S OME time ago the question arose, why, if in colleges, normal schools, and grammar schools a “Health Code” was usually fol¬ lowed, it wasn’t practical to have one in the Fairhaven High School. The motion was put before the Girls’ Athletic Association and ac¬ cepted. Every girl was requested to do her best in contributing ideas for a “Health Code” that would make the girls of Fairhaven more fit. All the ideas passed in were read, and the printed code has been made up of the best material turned in. The “Health Code” is to be followed at all times; if it is only fol¬ lowed now and then, the results are not going to be satisfactory. If we all live up to this code, we will be happier and there will be a gen¬ eral all around improvement in the health of the girls. We believe also that the attendance at Fairhaven High School, as far as the girls are concerned, will be of a higher percentage. Mr. Parkinson has printed the “Health Code”, and each girl is to be given a copy. We were proud to give the first copy to Miss French, assistant supervisor of physical education in Massachusetts, on her recent visit here. G. A. A. LUCK OF THE VIKING (Concluded from Page 13) half inch and sank quivering in the side of the ship. After a short fight the mutineers were subjugated. At last, one starlit November evening the ‘Viking’ sailed into New Bedford Harbor. The oil sold for a good price and the profit was divided evenly among the crew, the mutineers included. “Such was the luck of the ‘Viking’,” concluded the old captain. GRANVILLE PRIOR, ’27. THE HUTTLESTONIAN 25 The Commercial Club T HE purpose of the Commercial Club is to help its members in such ways as will prove useful in later years. Various talks by Senior mem¬ bers have been given at the meetings during the year, which have been very interesting as well as advantageous to the pupils. Among the many topics scheduled for the programs, perhaps the two which were appreciated most by the Club members, were those on “Office Dress” and “Office Efficiency”. Regarding the first, it was stated that the manner of dress was one of the essentials of a good business wom¬ an. Plain, dark clothing is always preferable to bright showy garments. The appearance of the men in the of¬ fice is as important as that of the wom¬ en. Their clothing should also be given particular attention. Neatly pressed suits, and well kept shoes are necessary, for they are, perhaps, the most noticeable part of a man’s apparel. In the office dress of both the men and the women, simplicity should be the motto. Efficiency is the key-note of the business world. It necessitates responsibility and thoughtfulness. Unnecessary questions on the part of the employee are always unwise. In order to appeal to an employer, one should have poise and an easy manner. The art of being congenial is also a helpful aid to any business man or woman. Other topics which received consideration were those on “Office Telephone” and “Office Manners”. MARGERY COOMBS, ’24. 26 THE HUTTLESTONIAN What a French Movie Critic Thinks of “Down to the Sea in Ships” A N AMERICAN film will soon be presented in France, under the title of “The Harpoon Tragedy of the Sea”. A monster whale plays one of the principal roles in this piece. During the nineteenth century, the “blubber hunters” of Massa¬ chusetts won great wealth through the oil industry. A descendant of a family of the whaling dynasty, Mr. John M. Pell, of New Bed¬ ford, determined to reconstitute in a film, the different episodes of a whale hunt as it took place years ago. This project was acclaimed with enthusiasm by the New Bedford Quakers, who got out antique costumes from the family wardrobes, and refitted the oldest whaling- bark, the “Charles W. Morgan”, built in 1841. A scenario was made, the action of which took place seventy-five years ago. Then the difficulties started. The principal character must first become a full-fledged whaleman, and in order to do this Raymond McKee lived a year and a half in the Artie Seas on a whal¬ ing bark. When McKee became a first class harpoonist, the cruise was made. A special motorboat having two cameramen, followed them as closely as possible through all their adventures. The ex¬ pedition captured five whales. One of them was a giant, weighing eighty-six tons. When Mr. McKee harpooned him, the whale made a great plunge, then commenced a frantic course dragging after it at a dizzy pace, the boatload of whalemen. Suddenly, the monster about faced, and swimming under the boat, he lifted it with a furious blow of his tail, overturning it. The expression of fear on McKee’s face was not simulated here. The six men disappeared in a froth of blood and foam. The adventure was particularly hazardous as sharks often follow the trail of the blood of a wounded whale. The wounded animal soon died of its wounds, and its valuable parts were hoisted on board ship where the oil was extracted. Thus through this and many other interesting historic incidents, traditi ons which are fast disappearing, are preserved for a short while longer. A TRANSLATION FROM THE FRENCH BY JEROME TRIPP, ’23. THE HUTTLESTONIAN 27 The Roman of Old O H, THE Roman was a rogue He erat, was, you bettum He ran his automobiles And smoked his cigarettum; He wore a diamond stuckibus And elegant cravatum, A Maxima cum laude shirt And such a stylish hattum, He loved the luscious hic-haec-hoc, And bet on games and equi At times he won; at others, though He got it in the nequi. He winked, (quousque tandem?) At puellas on the forum, And sometimes even made Those goo-goo oculorum! He frequently was seen At combats gladitorial And ate enough to feed Ten boarders at Memorial, He often went on sprees, And said on starting homus, “Hie labor, opus est, Oh, where’s my hic-haec-domus ? ” Although he lived in Rome— Of all the arts the middle— He was (excuse the phrase) A horrid individ’l; Oh, what a different thing Was the homo (dative homini) Of far away B. C. From us of Anno Domini! —HARVARD LAMPOON. 28 THE HUTTLESTONIAN Domestic Science A S I WAS walking by the closet in the cooking room the other day, I heard someone talking in a low voice. Wondering who could be in so small a space, 1 peeped in. The spoon and the egg- beater were there on the shelf, quietly conversing together. “If you could have made the candy 1 helped make, you would have something to be proud of,” retorted the spoon. “What kind was it?” questioned the eggbeater. “Chocolate Cream Candy—2 cups brown sugar; y 2 cup milk; 2 squares chocolate; 1 teaspoon vanilla; 2 tablespoon butter. Boil all together until it will form a soft ball when dropped in cold water. Remove from the fire and beat until it begins to thicken. Add the vanilla, and one cup of broken nut meats, if desired, and pour into a shallow pan. When cool cut into squares.” “That’s all very well, but you should have seen the candy I made,” replied the eggbeater. “Divinity Fudge—2 cups sugar; 1 teaspoon vanilla; % cup Karo; 4 cup chopped nut meats; 4 cup water; pound dates, stoned and cut fine; 2 eggs (whites only). Cook sugar, Karo and water till crisp when tried in cold water. Beat whites of eggs in large bowl, and pour syrup slowly onto them, beating whole till it begins to harden. Add vanilla, nut meats and dates. Spread thick on shallow buttered tin. When nearly cool cut into squares.” I laughed and closed the door, leaving them trying to excel each other in boasting of the good things they had helped to make. RUTH P. AVERY, ’26. A POT-POURRI (Concluded from Page 15) music week. She intends to have several soloists at the morning assemblies, and on Friday evening of that week the High School Chorus and Orchestra will probably give their concert. MARGARET GOGGIN, ’24. THE HUTTLESTONIAN 29 FOREWORD: The following account was suggested to the author, after a visit recently made by the members of the Senior Sewing Class to the Textile School in New Bedford.—The Editor. The Journey of Some Balls of Cotton O H! HOW good it felt to be unpacked after traveling such a long way from our home in the sunny South! As soon as we reached the Textile School, we were put in huge machines which, at first, frightened us. We were then torn apart, pressed into sheets, and beaten so that all the dirt and waste material would come out. How soft and silky we looked afterwards. Before we could be made into yarns and threads, we went through so many processes our heads fairly whirled. Finally it was time to say farewell, for we were to be separated. Some of us were made into underwear, some were dyed and made into stockings. The rest of us were dyed and woven into cloth of various patterns which, I heard one of the men say, were designed by the boys who study at the school. “No one would recognize me now,” said a prettily designed piece of cloth, as she flounced her skirts. “I wish for no better fate than to be fashioned into a charming frock to be worn by some lovely, little girl.” ELIZABETH SHERMAN, ’24. Revere honor, To truth hold tight, Follow these principles, And you’ll live right. Let conscience be your armour, And truth be your crest, And in the crucial hour, You’ll stand the hardest test. ELEANOR C. WALSH, ’25. 30 THE HUTTLESTONIAN Science D O YOU know that the United States has 143 national forests, cov¬ ering 136,000,000 acres, set aside and maintained by Uncle Sam for the pleasure and profit of his citizens,—for you and for ' me? Do you know that our national wood pile is getting low? Every year we use 24,000,000 cubic feet, we lose through fire, insects, blights and other natural causes 1,700,000 cubic feet, and we grow in new timber only 6,000,000 cubic feet? You would find out these and ever so many other interesting things if you studied botany this year. HOW WE STUDIED ABOUT FORESTRY Every day one member of the class gave a special topic on fores¬ try. These topics required personal investigation on the part of each pupil. The subjects covered the work of forestry from the very be¬ ginning until the present time. First, the history of the forest was studied, not only in connection with the United States, but also with many European countries, and the present extent of our timber lands was compared with that of different nations. Next came the tree it¬ self, on which many topics were given, including its requirements for growth, its structure and utilization. The point especially empha¬ sized was the protection of the forest against the ravages of animals, insects, fires, and floods. KATHERINE GOGGIN, ’25. LONG AGO AND NOW When did this work of forestry originate? One might think it very old, because surely the forests are the oldest living things on earth. But not until the twelfth or thirteenth century did the work of forestry begin, and then only on a very small scale. Forestry was not begun in America till 1880. As the European nations grew in population and covered more territory, they cut down the forests wherever they settled. It was not long before they felt the need of lumber, so after a while they learned to set aside forests, and when a tree was cut down another one was planted in its place. This ' method of forestry was carried out throughout Europe, and especially in Germany. It is said that THE HUTTLESTONIAN 31 in some of the towns of Switzerland, the taxes are almost unbeliev¬ ably low, because the town secures all its revenue from its forests. Roosevelt introduced this plan into America, and with the help of Pinchot, then the National Forester, established it as the policy of our national forestry service. The early settlers in America did not think of using such a plan, because they thought that the vast tract of forest land which they found here could not be exhausted, in¬ stead they not only used but wasted the forest lands. The time is rapidly approaching when the extravagant people of America must realize the need of improved forestry methods. CALVIN FRED PERKINS, ’25. FOREST FIRES The report on forest fires was interesting to me. The damage done to the trees is enormous. Homes and families are wiped out and towns destroyed by the ravaging flames. The hearts of the American people are more ready to heal the wounds by lavish outlay than to prevent for the future. As a summary I would say of forest fires—they reduce the extent of the forest area by destroying grow¬ ing timber, they prevent reproduction by deteriorating soil, killing seedlings, and consuming seeds, and they hinder vigorous and healthy development of trees. MARJORIE TUPPER, ’24. THINGS NOT FOUND IN TEXTBOOKS Each one in the class sent for a booklet entitled “Forest Trees of Massachusetts and How You May Know Them” from the state de¬ partment of forestry. This illustrates and describes every species of tree in Massachusetts. Through the influence of “The Improvement Association”, a moving picture and lecture on the forests of our state were given in the Town Hall. We actually saw what a forest fire will do, and what can be done to prevent or check it. We saw how a tree is cut, noticing that they were careful not to let it fall on young trees. We saw the log drive, the tree nurseries, and the vast lands now covered with forests. To us they seemed enormous, but they are vanishing rapidly. LOUISE LOPES, ’26, (Concluded on Page 34) 32 THE HUTTLESTONIAN History Selections from Davis’ Readings ‘ SHELL SHOCK” TJ PIZELUS, an Athenian, was ' in the thick of the fray, and behaving himself as a brave man should, when suddenly he was stricken with blindness, without blow of sword or dart; and this blindness continued thenceforth during the whole of his after life. The following is the account which he himself, as I have heard, gave of the matter: he said that a gigantic warrior, with a huge beard which shaded all his shield, stood over against him; but the ghostly semblance passed him by, and slew the man at his side. Such, as I under¬ stood, was the tale which Epizelus told. This is the earliest recorded case— at Battle of Marathon 190 B. C. HOME SWEET HOME IN GREECE B UT the best thing of all I had nigh forgotten. When 1 come home (at night) with my fee, then all the family run to greet me for the money’s sake. First of all my daughter washes and anoints me, and stooping- over me gives me a kiss, and, wheedling ' me, at the same time fishes out the three-obol piece (9 cents) with her tongue. Then my little woman having- won me over with her flattery, brings me a nice barley-cake and then sitting down by my side constrains me, saying, “Eat this,” “Gobble that.”—Do I not hold a mighty empire ? Greeks very commonly carried a coin by putting it in their cheek. ATHLETICS (Concluded from Page 22) The Track Team has lived up to its former reputation. Three times it has been represented in large school meets at Boston. In the State Meet, Fairhaven scored four and a half points, placing them near the top of the list in Class B. A few weeks ago, the team despite the loss of Spooner, came second to So ' merville, and succeeded in beating Winthrop. Dual meets with New Bedford have been planned in the near future by Mr. Pidgeon. JOHN O’LEARY, ’24. THE HUTTLESTONIAN 33 Civics D URING the past months, we, the members of the classes in Civics, have been learning many new and puzzling things. We have adjusted our horn-rimmed glasses, hitched our chair nearer the living room lamp, subdued little sister with one brotherly look full of ominous meaning, and buried our noses in a certain blue covered book, entitled “Community Civics”. Each night we have endeav¬ ored to fathom the mystery of the terms which the teacher so glibly talks about in class—“gerrymandering”, “quorum”, “strict construc¬ tion”, “direct primary”.—And yet one day, when we took our place in Room 8, we were not quite sure whether it was “millinery” or mil¬ itary powers that congress possesses, or when we vote whether we cast a “ballad” or a ballot. As you have doubtless guessed, we have been studying the funda¬ mentals of government, both state and national. In connection with the work, there have been frequent special reports of interest, and occasional illustrated lectures on subjects such as “Washington, the Nation’s Capital”, “Hawaii”, “The Philippines”. Realizing the important part that the daily newspaper plays in the life of the average American citizen, much time has been given to a survey of current events. In one class a reporter was appointed to present each day the latest developments of the “Teapot Dome Inquiry”. To supplement the study of the National Court system, a visit to the local court in New Bedford is planned. PALMA CHAMPEGNY, ’27. Plans Many are the mighty things, That we may plan to do, But how good it seems to be Sincere, trustworthy, true. ELEANOR C. WALSH, ’25, 34 THE HUTTLESTONIAN Music I T HAS been said that the famous hymn “Onward Christian Soldiers” is the most beloved one ever written. Reverend Sabine Baring-Gould, the author, was a young curate of Horbury Bridge School when he wrote it. The incident that led to the writing of the hymn was as follows: The children of his school were to march to the neighboring vil¬ lage on the next day to join forces from another school, as it was YVhitmonday, the day of school festivities. The journey was un¬ usually long; therefore, Gould thought it would be a good idea to have the children sing as they marched, as it would probably help them to forget their weariness. So he sat down that night to try to find a hymn with the right amount of inspiration. After searching through old favorites and not being able to find any to his liking, he wrote the words of “Onward Christian Soldiers.” The next day the children set out singing the new hymn. It met with such favor, that people began to request a copy of the song, and they in turn were soon singing it. Reverend Gould composed this processional hymn in 1863, and it was sung to the tune of “Brightly Gleams Our Banner”. How¬ ever, it did not shine in its old setting, so Sir Arthur Sullivan, whose operas and “The Lost Chord” are known the world over, composed the stirring march to which it is now sung. Gould also composed the lovely vesper hymn “Now the Day Is Over”. DOROTHEA R. PAULL, ’26. SCIENCE (Concluded from Page 31) WHAT WE THOUGHT ABOUT IT ALL So strongly was the necessity of immediate forest conservation impressed upon us, that the great problem was brought home to us as something in which we were vitally concerned. I am sure that the majority of the class in the future will seek to impress it upon others and to practice what they preach. LETITIA MAXSON, ’25, THE HUTTLESTONIAN 35 Manual Arts I N ADDITION to the regular work in printing, the depart¬ ment has been offering a course in book repairing with Cuthbert Tunstall in charge as assistant to Mr. Parkinson. Many text-books have been .salvaged and re¬ claimed; each book is sent back with a notice pasted on the fly¬ leaf—“Handle with Care”. Messrs. Johnson and Terry have been doing most of the senior class printing such as the program for the Senior Play, the Song Recital, and Graduation. New fonts of type have been bought and added to the stock, which is now quite large. Beginning the month of May, the printing room will be a scene of great activity. Hundreds of copies containing the courses of study must be set up and run off, and there will be few idlers, who cannot find work to do. Paul Cieurzo’s fingers are al¬ ways a source of trouble to that individual while setting type, and Roger Holmes has not yet grown tall enough to set type without the aid of a box. With these exceptions, everything is running smoothly, and the writer foresees a busy half year for the Printing Department. BRADFORD TERRY, ’24. S EVERAL pieces of furniture nicely made have been turned out thus far this year by the advanced students in wood¬ working. Alexander Nash recently ex¬ hibited a cedar chest. Rough timber was received from Ten¬ nessee on December 15, 1923 and the chest was completed on January 25, 1924. The latter and Fred Pflug have built on contract, four bookcases and a study table. Cuthbert Tunstall is reproduc¬ ing antiques, and has just fin¬ ished a beautiful mahogany but¬ terfly tea table, the original of which stands in the Metropoli¬ tan Museum. We expect to hear from George Oldham and Nathaniel Pope in yachting circles this summer, as they are building to scale from plans, 36 inch model sloops. Mr. Lipton, look to your laurels in 1934! John Parker is hustling and hopes to finish his Tea Wagon before he graduates in 1925. Radio cabinets are being made by the score by various students. Bradley Drake’s quartered- oak library table is nearing com¬ pletion, and should win a prize from every point of view. CUTHBERT W. TUNSTALL, ’2ti. 36 THE HUTTLESTONIAN Three Thousand Years Ago M ANY years ago in Egypt there lived a mighty Pharaoh. This Pharaoh had one daughter, Iris, who was kind and beautiful. She taught all her slaves to read and write. The court life had never interested the Princess until one day a stranger was brought before the Pharaoh. He was in chains. The charge brought against him was false. That much the Pharaoh found out; but what or who the stranger was led away. The Princess, who had taken a fancy to the young man, asked if he ' might serve her. Her father replied in the affirmative, and the stranger was led away. The next morning the Princess was awakened by a noise of shout¬ ing, which was immediately followed by a deep silence. The Prin¬ cess, Iris, rose and ran to her window. As she arrived, she heard a short, sharp crash, and leaning forward to see what it was, became conscious of a dust which, when she breathed it, stung her nostrils. The next moment she discerned through the veil of dust the ruins of an immense statue. The Princess, running for the door, was stopped by her slave. “It is time for your bath, Princess,” said the slave calmly. “What?” exclaimed the Princess. “Do you mean to stand there and say that, when a great statue has fallen?” “Pardon, my Princess,” answered the slave, “but the statue has been pulled down by ropes. Even now the slaves, led by the stranger, are taking the pieces away.” “But why,” queried the Princess in bewilderment, “should he tear down the statue ?” “Do you remember,” the slave answered one question with an¬ other, “when a child, of having a story told you about your great, great grandshire, Medammon?” “Certainly,” replied the Princess, “it was about a young man who came to Egypt from Chaldea and pulled down just such a statue right in front of the Pharaoh’s nose. The Pharaoh was astonished at the young man’s pluck, so he gave him his throne when he died and named him Medammon.” “Right,” said the slave. “This young man has done the same thing. However, you left out an important part in your story. The THE HUTTLESTONIAN 37 young man, your grandsire, pulled the statue down because—” “There were precious jewels inside it!” broke in the Princess. “Yes,” the slave corroborated. “Well, this young man has found the jewels but your father has found that the young man is the son of an old enemy of his; therefore, he doesn’t get the jewels, but is to be put in prison.” “That is not right!” exclaimed the Princess. “Father has said that if anyone found the jewels of Kaphan he should have promise of the throne. 1 am going to see father.” After the Princess had gone, the slave withdrew from the room and made her way to her own quarters. As soon as she was gone the young man stepped into the room. Looking about him, he finally found what he sought, a huge vase with the words “Tear Vase- in¬ scribed upon it. This vase contained a huge necklace of pearls. He counted ten from the right hand side of the clasp and pushed against the pearl. It opened, revealing a tiny black seed. Taking this in his mouth he went from the room as the Princess entered on the op¬ posite side. The Princess had succeeded in getting her father to release the young man on the condition that he would leave the court. It was the Princess who was to tell him he must leave. Meanwhile the young man had made his escape. Taking a camel, he set out for an oasis in the desert about five miles from the court of the Pharaoh. Once there, he planted the seed which he had stolen from the Princess’ room. He remained in this place about eight weeks. Nothing disturbed him except the animals around. Finally he decided to go back to the Pharaoh’s court, and three days later he set out. The Princess Iris was walking in the garden when she saw the young man whom she had been thinking of ever since his escape. “What!” she cried, “are you back here? Where is ' my seed?” “Princess Iris,” said the young man, calmly, “I have come to ask you to marry me as soon as possible.” “Sir, that is a rather cool way to propose to a Princess, but I ac¬ cept if you will get my father to agree.” The Princess was as calm as the young man. “Then 1 will see your father at once,” said the young man as he walked away. 38 THE HUTTLESTONIAN The Princess fled to her room and laughed out of pure happiness. “It is funny,” said she, “to be proposed to like that.” Then, forget¬ ting it for the time, she sat down to write a story for the slaves to read aloud. The young man walked into the throne room, and, bowing low, began at once to tell his story. “When I was a child a story was told me of the jewels of Kaphan and a tiny black seed. 1 came here to find the jewels and the seed. The jewels I found, as you know, under the statue. The seed I found in the Princess’ room. You do not know the value of the seed, but 1 do, and so I went to the Oasis of Triphune and planted it there. It is now a strong young tree bearing fruit which you have never seen before, and which is delicious.” “Young man,” said the Pharaoh, “you need go no farther. The next thing is to ask for the Princess Iris. This I readily grant you. When I die, you rule, Tutankhamen!” The young man waited to hear no ' more. Hardly bowing to the Pharoah he went to hunt for the Princess. He found her. In due time they were married, and finally “King Tut” came to the throne. When he died he was buried in a tomb, and his wife—? Who knows but what they will discover her tomb also ? HOPE DUDGEON, ’27. Showers T HE gym door isn’t large enough when Miss Cady says, “Girls for Showers.” What a rush! “Who’s going to be ready first?” “Oh, the water’s cold!” “The water in my shower is just right.” All these exclamations and ' many more are heard in our shower section on any day. Under the present ruling we are given the privilege of taking two showers a week, but some of us enjoy taking them so much that we manage to get one every day that we have “gym” classes. When we know that we are going to have a shower, we don’t mind work¬ ing hard and getting sweaty in the gymnasium class. After taking a (Concluded on Page 4G) THE HUTTLESTONIAN 39 Twinkles! IN THE HISTORY CLASS Teacher—What harmless amusements were considered crimes in Cromwell’s time ? Student—Throwing Christians to the lions! Teacher—What Saxon was killed at the Battle of Hastings? Brilliant Pupil—Henry VIII., wasn’t it? Pupil—John Brown was executed before he died. Mr. Staples—It seems so! ACCORDING TO SOME OF OUR STUDENTS “Luther at first studied law, but later became a nun in a large monastery.” “A blockade is a fence around a harbor.” JUST IMAGINE Waldo Haydon without a repartee. “Bill” Bruce minus an argument. “Freddie” Perkins not writing something “different” in English. No green on March 17 at F. H. S. “Johnny” with no sign of “Judy”. The Seniors without some censure from the Faculty. Room 4 without its usual gathering. I LIKE to go to see my Aunt, ’Cause she’s so nice to me; She lets me eat oh!—lots of cake, And pep’mints, even tea. She has a fat, old, woolly dog, Which I just love to tease, But afterwards I do itch so— I think that dog’s got fleas. Still—when at last to bed I go, I feel so lonesome—queer, And then I wish I was back home, With Mother sitting near. ELEANOR PHINNEY, ’25. 40 THE HUTTLESTONIAN The Hero of the Sixth I T WAS a hot day in the spring of 1915 when Richard Blaine, a young man of twenty years, burst into the sitting-room of the Blaine homestead. It could be seen plainly that he was excited about something. He rushed to his mother and cried, “Oh! Mother, I am going to do it. I feel I must.” “What is it that you want to do my son?” asked his mother quietly. “Why, join the forces in France and help to win this great war. Oh! Mother, you don’t know, you can’t know what it means to me! A recruiting officer has been telling me of the need of men for the air service. He said that in two months’ time I could be ready to go to France.” “1 think perhaps I understand better than you suspect,” replied his mother with an expression in her eyes that Dick had never seen before. “But have you thought how much we need you, your father and I?.” Dick gazed steadily back into two eyes as brown and fearless as his own. His voice was steady as he spoke, and there was a far away look in his eyes as he answered, “I know, mother, but they need me even more than you, those French and Belgians left homeless and starving over there.” “I will talk it over with your father, Dick, and if he feels as you do, we will let you go,” and Mrs. Blaine gazed suddenly out of the window that her son might not know the cost. That night Mr. and Mrs. Blaine talked for several hours together and the result of their heart to heart conference was that if the boy wanted to go, then go he should. Several days later Dick’s train was speeding southward and an emptiness and loneliness pervaded the Blaine homestead, such as it had never known before. K N fc Two months later, a well known figure clad in aviation costume emerged from the great doorway of an airdrome “somewhere in France”. Dick had arrived at last in the land of his dreams. The past eight weeks had not been easy ones for him, filled as they were with the rigor of intensive training. During that time he had learned the working parts and the construction of the many different models THE HUTTLESTONIAN 41 of airplanes. There, too, he had met certain others of the young men whose ambition was to soar above the clouds. In his own par¬ ticular section of four men, there was, beside Dick, a small stout man of about twenty-two, named Edward Cassidy whom the boys called “Bud” for short. The third member was a tall, thin man from Texas whose name was Thomas Longfield but who was always known as “Shorty”. The fourth and last member of the little group was a young doctor who had left college when the war broke out, James Hilton, better known as “Jimmie”. They were each of them pals of whom Dick was very proud, and all were loyal members of grand old Company Six. Dick sauntered slowly toward his airplane which lay glistening in the sunlight. He remembered with a touch of pride the first suc¬ cessful flight that he had made, the short word of commendation from “Grouchy”, his instructor, and the enthusiastic welcome that had been given him by “Shorty” and “Jimmie” and “Bud”. And after that there had been the trick flying to be learned, so necessary to outmanoeuvre the enemy, the side slips, the nose dives and tail spins. He recalled, too, his brief furlough at home, the courage of his mother’s farewell smile, the handshake of his father that spoke far ' more than lips could say, the sailing out of New York harbor, and the trip across by transport, guarded by destroyers on every side. Dick was awakened suddenly from his reverie by the voice of his commanding officer who informed him of a raid to be made that night over the German lines. “You’re in charge”, the officer cautioned him, “and the honor of the Sixth is in your hands.” “Thank you, sir,” rejoined Dick quietly. “It’s the opportunity I’ve been longing for and you may count on me to do my best.” That night seven machines glided silently into the pitch black darkness overhead. Taking a V-shaped formation they flew rapidly eastward. The firing from the guns below, which earlier in the eve¬ ning had been a ceaseless roar, was now but intermittent. For sev¬ eral hours they traveled at full speed. The first streaks of early dawn were already lighting the east when of a sudden, the leader dipped his machine sharply to one side—the signal that the enemy was sighted. In the dim light Dick was able to determine the num¬ ber of the enemy planes; the odds were nine to seven against him at the start. He set his jaw more firmly as he realized that the enemy 42 THE HUTTLESTONIAN planes had seen them and were altering their course for an encounter. So it had to be a fight, did it ? Well, he would be ready for them. At a sudden signal, Dick and those with him began to rise. Up, up they went, two, three, four thousand feet. The enemy also rose manoeuvring for position, but the Franco-American patrol was still over them as the battle opened. The crackle of machine guns burst upon the morning air as Dick and his plucky squadron rushed into the spray of bullets. He picked as his opponent, a big two-seater and started after him. His enemy dodged and went into a nose-dive as Dick launched a steady stream of bullets after the retreating plane. Dick felt a quiver go through his body as something thudded into the seat beside him. Straight for the enemy he dove. Would he get him or not, he wondered, as he shot a fusillade from the forward machine gun. And now—yes. Hurrah! The Boche was falling. He watched his opponent crash hopelessly; then bringing his ma¬ chine around, he began again to rise. Nearby, he sighted something that made his heart leap—a huge German plane about to rush upon a French machine. Again Dick shot into action, and from an un¬ suspected quarter he poured into the hostile plane a stream of bul¬ lets. The enemy wheeled into a tail-spin and coming up from under caught Dick from behind. He felt a sudden pang in his left arm followed by a stinging pain. His machine began to fall. With one last effort he sought to bring it about and on an upward slant, at the same time training his gun once more upon the enemy. His machine continued to fall and to his horror he found that the propellor was broken. He knew that hence forward he was useless in the fight. As he fell through the air, trying desperately to guide his crippled machine safely to the ground, he saw an airplane shoot past him, bursting into flame. It was the German—his second opponent in the fight. So he had won after all! What mattered it now if he were killed ? He saw the ground below rise up to meet him. With one last desperate effort he sought to win his upward way. Then his plane struck, rolled along a bit, and collapsed. Dick lost con¬ sciousness. When he came to, he found himself in a hospital where he learned officially that he had put out of commission the two German planes. He never knew how he happened to come safely to earth in a broken plane, nor did he care, he thought, as he lay looking happily upward into the face of his commanding officer. PONALD AXTELL, ’25, THE HUTTLESTONIAN 43 Among the latest books added to the English Department are the following: THE ATLANTIC BOOK OF MODERN PLAYS—S. G. Leonard, Atlantic Monthly Press. An interesting collection of modern plays for high school study and drama¬ tization. Too many high schools have tried to keep lip with the entire output of modern plays, and this book is compiled with the objective of giving some of the best to the high schools. A DUTCH BOY FIFTY YEARS AFTER—Edward Bok, Charles Scribners’ Sons. An abridged edition of “The Americanization of Edward Bok” renamed. An autobiography, narrating the experiences of a Dutch immigrant to these shores and his subsequent success, which won the Joseph Pulitzer Prize. SOCIAL BACKGROUNDS OF ENGLISH LITERATURE—R. P. Boas, At¬ lantic Monthly Press. This book aims to present to students sufficient information to make clear the life and thought which have produced the literature of England. The needs of students in American schools and colleges have governed the choice of material and method of treatment. ESSAYS AND ESSAY-WRITING—W. M. Tanner, Atlantic Monthly Press. A collection of short, familiar essays, published anonymously in the “Con¬ tributors’ Club” of the Atlantic Monthly and especially edited for the use of students. ATLANTIC NARRATIVES—MODERN SHORT STORIES—Edited by C. S. Thomas, Atlantic Monthly Press. A collection of short stories for use in the Secondary Schools. They are simple, direct and filled with incidents of common and elemental experience to interest the younger class of readers. • N MIRIAM D. WALDRON, ’24, 44 THE HUTTLESTONIAN The Alumni editor regrets that lack of space necessitates the omitting or cutting of contributions sent to her, but hopes the follow¬ ing excerpts will prove of interest to all. It is not often that we former graduates have a ’message for the present and future students of our high school, but the urgent appeals of your alumni editor have roused me to action. Perhaps my story is an old one, but I think it deserves your attention. Sometime ago in our sociology class we were required to prepare a paper on “Our Ideal School” which was to be the basis for the next day’s recitation. The ideas brought forth were excellent, and with¬ out exception each paper stressed the necessity for beauty of some kind in the school. Our teacher heartily agreed with us. Then, much to my surprise and much more to my dismay, because it w as my school, she told of a certain very beautiful high school, in fact, the most beautiful one in the United States, which she had at one time visited. While being shown through the building she came to those beautiful windows at both ends of our hall and paused to admire them. In a burst of enthusiasm she suddenly asked her guide if he could tell her what they stood for. And then—and this is what I want to call to your attention—that boy, a senior, who had passed by those windows over a dozen times a day during his four years of high school, admitted somewhat shamefully, I hope, that he could not tell her! Do you realize that that teacher might judge us all as she did the THE HUTTLESTONIAN 45 boy? Would you want her judgment to stand? Are you present students going on each day blind to the beauty around you as though it were not? Are you going to be judged as that boy was judged? LORRAINE DEXTER, ’23. ' The High School student often devotes very little time to study and much to recreation. A senior who intends to enter college should put much of his time on his studies. In college, ranks come twice as hard as in high school. Upon entering college, one is put on his own responsibility, and the first semester is a very difficult one because life is so new. The following suggestions might prove helpful to in-coming stu¬ dents: 1. Study each day and the finals will come very easily. 2. Above all—don’t crib! It doesn’t pay. 3. Don’t be afraid to work a little harder than someone else. 4. Make friends and be someone on the campus—it impresses the professors! 5. Give a small amount of time to recreation. SHERMAN ROUNSVILLE, ’23. When one goes away to college he must go with the idea of hard study foremost in his mind or he will be doomed to sad disappoint¬ ment. Yet we remember that maxim “all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy” and so we never lack fun. One means of amuse¬ ment is playing tricks on our fellow sufferers, but as everyone is good-natured and has his turn in the fun he laughs just as hard, if not harder, than those who “put it over” on him. The trick may be pulling your bedclothes out of the window in the middle of the night, putting your lights out of commission, setting several alarm clocks off in your room at the dead of night, or removing the door-knobs, so that you cannot revenge after one of these former tricks. So if you intend to come to college you will not lack fun; but come with a sweet disposition, or, you will be doomed to spend four miserable years at college. MARY LYON WALDRON, ’23. 46 THE HUTTLESTONIAN The Lament of Elsie Smith ii rvH dear, what a terrible life,” thought Miss Elsie Smith Type- writer. Sometimes I think I’ll run away, my life is so dreary, but I know 1 shall be missed very much. Of course I’ll miss all my friends too, but then maybe they will realize what a help I have been to them. “Oh—how that bell frightened me! Here comes the first period class and there’s my mistress. She is a very cute little girl with light hair and blue eyes. She is always very kind to me. Now she is cleaning my type. How gently she does it! Very differently fro ' m the boy who used me yesterday. Why, I thought he’d break my back bone, he was so rough. Since then, I haven’t been feeling well. “Oh dear, I’m so hungry! I wonder how it would be to swallow one of these things they call tabulators. I think I’ll try. There! It tasted good, but what is that queer sinking sensation ? And I have such a stomach! I think I have indigestion. Yes, here comes the teacher to examine me. I wish she would send for the doctor. Oh, what a pain! I’m sure I’m going to die. And she’s trying to help me but I am too far gone to be revived. At last, here comes Dr. San Ford (no relation to Henry) ! Goodness! He says I will have to be operated on. Oh dear, I’ll never live through it. He seems very careful and I suppose it will soon be over but how nervous I feel! Oh how he hurts! At last he is all through. The teacher has just told my mistress to use me very carefully. Perhaps it was a good scheme after all, but I don’t think I shall ever swallow another one. “And what do you think was the matter? He removed a tabu¬ lator key from my interior decorations. 1 feel better now!” DELPHINA BROWN, ’25. SHOWERS (Concluded from Page 38) shower we feel so refreshed that we are ready to start studying again with renewed vigor. In taking a shower we stay under the warm water a few minutes and then let it gradually cool down until it is cold. We usually fol¬ low the shower by a good rub down. The hot water opens and cleanses the pores of the skin, and the cold water closes the pores and sends the bood from the skin, thus minimizing the chances of catch¬ ing cold. What new life a shower puts into us! MILDRED A. BRADLEY, ’24. THE HUTTLESTONIAN MEATS AND GROCERIES Porter Lake Established 1885. Tel. 3790 376 Cedar Street, New Bedford, Mass. TEL 6459 BUSH CO. Clothing Cleaned, Repaired, Altered and Pressed. Gloves Cleaned, Also Rugs. Goods Called For and Delivered. 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(A Poem).11 Editorials— Ten Minutes with the Principal.12 Life.13 Application and Perseverance ..13 The Fellow Who Redeemed Himself (A Story).14 My Wish (A Poem).16 Social Notes.17 Why Military Training Camps Are Good for Boys.18 One-Thirty at Fairhaven High School (A Cartoon).19 • Glimpses.20 Heard at the High School.21 Faculty Notes.22 The Song of the Road (A Poem).23 Jokes.24 Athletics— Boys’.26 Girls’.27 You (A Poem).28 The Commercial Club Initiation.29 La Bonne Campagnie.30 Latin Department Notes.31 A Lying Lyric (A Poem).32 Sky Leviathans of the Past and Present.33 Rain (An Essay) . 34 Music.35 A Boy’s Opinion (A Poem).36 These Freshmen (A Cartoon).37 Domestic Science Notes.38 The Life of an American Student Studying in Paris.40 Waves (A Poem).42 The English Pupil’s Creed.43 Broadcastings.44 Alumni Notes , f 46 THE HUTTLESTONIAN j PUBLISHED BY STUDENTS OF FAIRHAVEN HIGH SCHOOL. Vol. 2 Fall Issue, 1924 No. 1 EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chief FREDERICK V. SHEARD, ’25 Assistants ELEANOR PHINNEY, ’25 ALFRED ANDREWS, ’26 DOROTHEA R. PAULL, ’26 Reportorial Editors EDWARD DUBIEL, ’25 JAMES P. O’LEARY, ’26 Alumni Editor SHERMAN A. GIFFORD, ’23 Faculty Adviser MARGARET SIEBERT Business Manager WALTER H. GAMMONS, ’25 Assistant ROBERT B. CASWELL, ’26 Advertising Manager MARY C. HENDERSON, ’28 Assistants ERNEST H. De COFFE, ’27 HAROLD B. DUTTON, ’28 Circulation Manager CHARLES F. AXTELL, ’26 Single Copy, 25 Cents THE HUTTLESTONIAN r Ullicl?? w HAT is life? Just a space of time, Measured by some By the distance they climb Up the social ladder To the goal of fame, With bountiful riches And heralded name? Is it the narrow road, And the laborious life Of the glorious martyrs, Who struggle and strive To .raise mankind To a higher plane, Though receiving no riches And enjoying no fame? FREDERICK V. SHEARD, ’25. 12 THE HUTTLESTONIAN Ten Minutes With The Principal. “OCHOOL clubs are an important phase of the High School cur- riculum,” said Mr. Dickey, settling back comfortably in his chair and preparing to give me some food for thought. “Yes, clubs fostering social activities, closer intimacy, and coop¬ eration among the pupils are coming right to the front in the Fair- haven High School,” I replied. “I, along with the rest of the faculty, believe that all of the stu¬ dents should belong to at least one club,” added Mr. Dickey, “for the latter advances the training of its members through cooperation.” “Yes,” I answered, “we are able to discuss the work of the class room in a more informal way through the medium of these clubs be¬ cause the teacher as Faculty Adviser and the pupils as the officers are brought closer together.” “When so many people get together with the same idea,” inter¬ rupted Mr. Dickey, “and work toward the same goal, the dictator known as “School Spirit” invariably directs the aims of the club. If the officers are limited to those pupils having the highest grades in their work, a competition is started which greatly assists in raising the standard of the work done by the members of the club. When one finds pleasure in work it ceases to be work, you know,” Mr. Dickey concluded. May the editor add if you aren’t a member of some club join now, and try this sure cure for your ailment in the way of studies. Among the clubs to choose from in this school are the French Club, Latin Club, Commercial Club, Literary Club, B. A. A., G. A. A., and Room 11 Student Government Club, Frederick v. sheard, ’ 25 . THE HUTTLESTONIAN 13 Life. W HAT are you going to be? It is just a casual question—but how much it means! Do you ever stop to think whether you are filling your place in life ? Are ' you pleasure bent or is your mission business finding you prepared to fit into the scheme of civilization ? There are some who think this world owes them a living but this is not coincident with the trend of life. The byword of the human race has been and will be “The Survival of the Fittest”. The one hundred percent efficient man of the present era expects to reap nothing where he sows nothing. The “visiting” class of humanity is a poor investment. We are put here to enrich the stream of life. Even though we be successful on this earth, we cannot measure our attainment, for true joys do not hang- on material pains. As was once said: “I slept and dreamt that life was beauty But I woke and found that life was duty.” Carry On ! ! ! Application and Perseverance. A PPLICATION and perseverance spell success. How many pu- . pils on the receipt of the question, “What are you doing this eve¬ ning?” will answer that they plan to concentrate on homework and reference work. Perseverance, or to the casual person, doggedness, is found only in a minority of high school pupils. The more common trait is to give up with little struggle when the exertion of hard work begins to tell on the mind. The pupil’s confidence of solving any problem of length is easily broken, if his attitude corresponds with that of the above, and another “D” or “E” is added to his already deficient average. Ask the pupil with an “A” in some difficult subject the secret of his proficiency. Invariably the answer can be summed up in two words—application and perseverance. A perusal of the records will show that many pupils have been kept from the honor roll by one “C”. The pupil having one such mark is not incapable of realizing that a little more concentration would bring the coveted position. There is yet, in the writer’s knowledge, to be a case of brain fever from overstudy in this school. The habit, once formed, of applica¬ tion and perseverance will carry the pupil through school and, in later life, through his chosen profession or work with flying colors. 14 THE HUTTLESTONIAN The Fellow Who Redeemed Himself. W HEN the fall term opened the High School at Grantsdale, it brought along a new specimen of human nature to mingle with the refined girls and boys of that genteel town. Only a few months passed before the school realized what a total stranger it had — a stranger, because he had but one friend, the football coach, and, at that, the friendship clung to one small, flimsy link. Day after day, the pupils watched the Stranger knock some books to the floor from under a freshman’s arm, or trip some unsuspecting individual, or pull the plaited hair or the curls of some girl who had the misfortune of claiming unbobbed hair. “Where does this fellow think he is, anyway?” asked an indignant student of his companion. “At home, or at the Roxford High School most likely,” the other retorted. “So, is that where he came from! Roxford breeds ‘hard guys’, and, in my opinion, this fellow is the meanest of the lot.” The despicableness of the Stranger reached the ears of the foot¬ ball coach, but the latter found nothing mean about him on the foot¬ ball field. On the contrary, he found that, while out for practice, the boy worked hard, showed a desire to learn the game, was intelligent, and played fair and square. But the Stranger was “putting it over” on the coach. In other words, he was mean! In the locker room before practice, he asked Charley Bolden, vet¬ eran left tackle and captain of the football team, to lend him a dollar. But Bolden, having no respect fo r the fellow at all, looked disgustedly at him and turned away. “Hypocrite!” That stung. The malicious one ground out the words, “All right. There are plenty of chances to get even with you—plenty of chances, and I’m taking the best that comes my way!” The chances to get even came and passed, but not one suited the Stranger. Then came the last and most important football game of the sea¬ son—that with the rival High School of the large city of Roxford across the river. THE HUTTLESTONIAN 15 At the end of the first quarter of the game, Grantsdale led seven to nothing. In a few minutes of play in the second half, Charley Bolden, after he had tackled a back who carried the ball, found him¬ self a t the bottom of kicking feet, prodding arms, and writhing bodies that had piled themselves over him. He felt a sharp, agonizing pain in his chest. He groaned and fainted. When Bolden recovered consciousness, the coach let him remain in the game. The ball was still in Roxford’s possession, and their quarterback was intelligent enough to try a tackly play through Bolden. Bolden was weak; the throbbing pain in his chest still per¬ sisted, but he was in there fighting. In spite of all he could do, the opponent’s play swept him aside for a large gain. They tried it again, and again they profited by the move. The Stranger, playing guard next to Bolden, saw his great chance. “Team with me; team with me,” snapped Bolden. “Can’t you see their plays will be through me?” “Here’s where I get even,” the Stranger remarked. “You poor fool, don’t hold anything against me in this game! We’ve got to stop them from going through here!” The Stranger only smiled derisively. “Ye Gods, wake up, will you? You’re not hurting me alone; it’s the team, the school you’re playing for—not me!” The Stranger said nothing. On its own twenty yard line, Grantsdale recovered the ball on a fumble; and, after two unsuccessful line plunges, punted out of danger. A shrill whistle signified the end of the third quarter. The fourth quarter-was a steady march toward the Grantsdale line by the Roxfordites. They scored the touchdown and drop-kicked the point. The score now was seven all. Seven all, and three minutes to go! Nine “fights” from the Grantsdale cheering squad echoed across the field. Bolden, worn out by the steady plugging of the opposing side and by the pain in his chest, chose to kick off. The Stranger, running hard and fast, got his man on the twenty yard line. But the Stranger (Concluded on Page 42) 16 THE HUTTLESTONIAN My Wish. J WISH I were a sailor, O’er the whole wide world I’d go On the rollicking green-blue ocean Spumed with foam as white as snow. My only roof would be The sky of sapphire blue. And the cold, clear, spray Of the stormy waves Would wet me thru and thru. To my ears the clang of the anchor’s chain, the tumult, and the din So dear to the heart of the sailor man, Would be bourne on the salt, sea wind. And I would envy no man, And I’d rove far and free Till they gave me up with the funeral march, To my welcoming Mother Sea. FRANCES F. SEYMOUR, ’25. THE HUTTLESTONIAN 17 N October first we had a very in- spiring and worth while speaker, a Mr. Beck, from the Wall Street Stock Exchange. The two messages he left with us were, “Carry On”, and “What you are to be you are now becoming.” Room eleven is stepping out! Dur¬ ing the first term it had two select dances. Ajt the latter the boys were hosts, and a seven piece orchestra fur¬ nished the music. No wonder fines went up five cents! It happened at the Freshman Girl ' s Reception that one of the upper class girls tripped and spilled her ice cream on the floor. This event just increased the individuality and good time of it all, especially as some dancers skidded around in the unfortunate ice cream’s remains. On Friday, October twenty-fourth at eight-thirty in the evening, the Seniors with their guests assembled for their first informal dance. The affair was in keeping with Hallowe’en, and as usual a very enjoy¬ able evening was spent. Miss Margaret Siebert, Miss Marjorie A. Gifford, Mr. and Mrs. Guy B. Staples, and Mr. and Mrs. James Park¬ inson were the guests for the evening. In early November the “Us and We Incorporated” is going to produce a first class vaudeville show for the benefit of the library. It has been decided that all adjectives beginning with “V” are the ones needed to describe it. DOROTHEA R. PAULL, ’26. 18 THE HUTTLESTONIAN Why Military Training Camps Are Good For Boys. T HE highest duty that a man has to himself and to his country is the making of a sound mind and a sound body. The recent world war neces¬ sitated the training of men, in¬ tellectually moral and physic¬ ally fit to defend our country in time of need. For this purpose military training camps were established and have been retained, mak¬ ing of themselves potent factors in our civil life. And now, why potent? In order to have America stand as the foremost of nations, it must have ' men of the highest order,—men who are sound in body and mind. A training camp will help to make this possible. If a man follows out faithfully the rules of the camp, it will help him to attain perfection. In a military training camp, boys have the companionship of good leaders. Such contact is very valuable. In the world war more leaders were needed. A military training camp will promote the growth of more and better leaders. Boys are often unconsciously led astray by associating with un¬ desirable companions. In a training camp the mind is occupied all the time, thus leaving no time for wrong doing. Another good feature of a training camp is that it is free of charge. Therefore, many boys are able to go that would be deprived of the chance because of the money needed. God gave to every individual an unmolded soul. His is the priv¬ ilege to fashion it as he will. To me, the military training camps can help him in the finest possible manner, by the life which they create in the open, by the contact which they afford with men of leadership and character, by the heart to heart “talks” which they give to the boys, and by the inspiration of the ideals of our vast military organi¬ zation. What a very wonderful institution these military training camps are ! RUTH A. WOOLAND, ’25. This essay was awarded Third Prize in a contest held by the Military Train¬ ing Camp Association of New Bedford. DF KEL ' 25 20 1 ' HE HUTTLESTONIAN niE FOOTliAI.L TEAM THE HUTTLESTONIAN 21 at tt|e Sjigl) rijnoL I N a Latin Class, Parker was translating the sentence, “The ditch was ten feet deep,” into Latin at the black-board. When the time came to criticize the sentence, Mrs. Dodge exclaimed, seeing the word “feet” in the wrong case, “Now, class, what’s the matter with Park¬ er’s feet?” And again— Parker, translating—“So help me, Hercules, 1 am exhausted.” Mrs. Dodge, dryly—“Yes, so it would seem. Next person, the same, please.” Student, who does not take Latin, but who hears a Latin class re¬ cite—“I know two Latin words.” “What are they?” “Ah, urn.” The following mistaken identities w ere taken from a recent test in the American History Class. How many can you identify? Steinmetz—German chancellor. Venizelos—Country in South America. Mussolini—President of Italy. Leader of the Klan. Leader of Bolsheviki in Russia. Pinchot—An Indian weapon. Town in France. Lloyd George—Ex-premier of France. King of England. Leonard Wood—President of American Woolen Company. Henry Cabot Lodge—Democratic candidate for President. Muscle Shoals—A show at the Brockton Fair. Obregon—A town in Germany. Firpo—A wrestler. Herrin—A town in France. An aviator seeking nomination to Republican National committee. French political leader. A fish. 22 THE HUTTLESTONIAN The teacher leads a hectic life; She has no time to fool. But when she puts all care aside, Then good-bye, thoughts of school! And as a group, the members of the faculty occasionally gather for quite delightful affairs. Their lives have been so “hectic” thus far this fall that there have been only two of these oc¬ casions, and both of them were gather¬ ings of all the Fairhaven teachers. On October 8, an entertainment at the Unitarian parsonage furnished to busy teachers an opportunity to hear Mrs. Gwynn of New Bedford, who sang in her delightful way some of her lovliest numbers. Rev. Parker gave an interesting little address in which he offered no little inspira¬ tion and some good things to think about. And then on October 14, the teachers were made welcome at the Coggeshall Memorial House by the members of the Colonial Club, and treated to a talk on books by Miss Katherine Lord, who is a play- writer of some note. Some excellent numbers, beautifully rendered on the violin by a New Bedford artist, were followed by an informal discussion about books that was rather lost sight of under the stress of ice cream. The evening was memorable as a gathering of many very pleasant people. There is a little rumor being whispered about that the High school teachers are going to steal off in a body some jolly afternoon in the near future, and eat all the hot dogs they can manage. And the middle name of the party will be SOCIABILITY, and then it will cer¬ tainly be “good-bye, thoughts of school”! THE HUTTLESTONIAN 23 The Song of the Road. r yHE song of the road is the song of life, A song that tells you of mountain heights, Of sapphire lakes and wonderful sights That you see along the road. The song of the road is the song of life, A song of cities, of towns, and homes, Of forests where all the wild life roam That you see along the road. The song of the road is the song of life, A song of tears, of sorrow, and pain. But pleasures come with the friends you gain That you see along the road. ELIZABETH C. JOHNSON, ’25, 24 THE HUTTLESTONIAN Diogenes (meeting College Fresh¬ man)—“Well, sir, whaddya know?” College Freshman—“Oh, nothing much.” And Diogenes blew out his lantern and went to bed. —The Parrot. She (sarcastically, out walking) — “This reminds me of Robert L. Stev¬ enson’s travels with a donkey.” He—“Yes, I do feel like an author tonight.” —Colorado Dodo. “Why these muddy streets?” asked the tourist stopping at Spindleburg. “Have you no town pride?” “That ain’t mud, stranger,” replied the country store clerk. “That’s Ford axle grease.” —Judge. Econ. Prof—“That’s wrong. You have put the liabilities under assets.” Student—“Yes sir, I’m left hand¬ ed.” -■’ —Yale Record. Yep, we are like cars. S ' funny how many flivvers have big horns. —Co-Ed. First—“Man, yoh sho’ am som’ chaf- fur. Yoh all call yohself ah mechanic and heah yo’ll is without any tools.” Second—“I ax vo’. Do Napoleon carry aroun’ his cannons and guns, do he?” —Co-Ed. “Upon my word!” said the diction¬ ary, as the ink dropped through the leaves. —Colorado Dodo. Prof.—“I take great pleasure in giving you 81 in ‘math’.” Stude—“Aw, make it a 100 and enjoy yourself!” —Orange Owl. The primary teacher had been tell¬ ing her pupils about the bear hiber¬ nating in the Winter. After explain¬ ing it to them, she said: “Can any one tell me of any other animal that hibernates?” A little tot’s hand went up and the teacher said: “Well, Kilbourn, you may tell us of one.” “Santa Claus,” said Kilbourn, “only he does it in the Summer time.” —Selected. THE HUTTLESTONIAN 25 (Jokes Concluded) The teacher explained to the class that an epidemic was “something that spreads.” Teacher—“Now, Tommy, give me an example of an epidemic.” Tommy—“Jam, miss.” —Life. “Johnnie, name the four seasons.” “Pepper, salt, vinegar, and must¬ ard.” —Ladies’ Home Journal. Senior—“I want permission to be away three days after the holiday vacation.” Dean—“Oh, you want three more days of grace?” Senior—“No, of Dorothy.” —Lafayette Lyre. Pat—“That was a fine sentiment Casey got off at the banquet last night.” Mike—“What was it?” Pat—“He said that the . sweetest memories in loife are the recollec¬ tions of things forgotten.” —Paper Magazine. Difficult Customer—“I can’t re¬ member the name of the car I want —I think it starts with “T”. Exasperated Salesman — “Madam, all our cars start with gasoline.” —The Passing Show. Teacher—“Jimmy, spell ‘stadium.’ ” Jimmy—“Aw, why don’t they call it a bowl?” —Texas Ranger. Co-ed Medic.—“How long could I live without brains?” Cruel Prof.—“Time will tell.” —Co-Ed. A visitor, being shown round a lake, said to his guide: “How deep is this one?” “Well, sir,” was the reply, “we don’t know the actual depth, but last year a young Australian came here to bathe, took his clothes off and dived in, and we never saw him again.” “And did you not hear from him?” O, yes! We had a cablegram from Australia, asking us to send his clothes on.” —Selected. Libby—“Buddy is an atheist.” Mary—“Is that a good fraternity ?” —Dartmouth Jack O’Lantern. Prof.—“Where is Smith?” Fresh.—“I think he is ill, sir.” Prof.—“How do you know?” Fresh.—“Last night some Sopho¬ more came up to his room and I heard someone tell him to take his medicine like a gentleman.” —Life. 26 THE HUTTLESTONIAN A TENNIS league was organized last fall for the boys consisting of four teams:— Tilden’s, William’s, Richard’s, Johnson’s. The tournament lasted to the end of October. The schedule of football games for the fall is as follows:— Hope 12-0 Provincetown 34-6 Dartmouth 21-0 Hyannis 47-6 Whitman 6-0 Falmouth IjQ-Q Dedham 19-7 New Bedford 10- 7 Durfee 15-14 The first score is Fairhaven’s. Members of the football squad are:— Dubiel, Packwood, McGowan, H. Macomber, P arker, John Sylvia, Dexter, Cieurzo, Capt., Sullivan, Eldred, Tunstall, Holland, Moss, T. Perry, Cook, Wlodyka, York, R. Macomber, Simmons, John O’Leary, James O’Leary, Joseph Sylvia, Seymour, Maxfield, Przygoda, Burns, Wrightington, G. Pendleton, Joseph Sylvia, D. Doran, Nelson, M. Sylvia, Terhune, Page, Rogers, Dunham, Cherry, Portas, Dutton, Slocum, Parkinson, Bates, Durfee, Kuechler, Greenhalgh, W. Doran, Audette. As another phase of the boys’ activities, the Boys’ Athletic Asso¬ ciation was formed the officers of which are: President Charles Holland Vice-President Edward Dubiel Secretary Fred Sheard THE HUTTLESTONIAN 27 Notes From “Girls’ Athletics.” PHE Girls’ Athletic Association held its first meeting in the middle A of September. The following girls were elected to office: President—Elsie Perry. Vice President—Dorothea Pauli. Secretary—Delphina Brown. Treasurer—Dorothy Henshaw. Cheer Leader—Jeanette Demers. Team Manager—Mary Hawes. Publicity Officer—Ruth Woodland. The association has one hundred per cent, membership this year. Student Government has been introduced into Fairhaven High and the G. A. A. was not to be left out of the new movement. Girls were appointed in the different “gym” classes to look after the at¬ tendance and the passing to and from the locker section. Initiation is not far away and the G. A. A. expects to take a hand in this. The girls of the Fairhaven High won second place in the Massa¬ chusetts State Meet. In recognition of the honor, the school will re¬ ceive a plaque. Miss Elizabeth Jason proved to be one of six girls out of the 1,420 that won 30 points. She will receive a Certificate of Merit. 28 THE HUTTLESTONIAN Miss Helen Morrison has entered the Sargent School for Physical Education. She will train for a teacher. We have received word that Miss Miriam Waldron was the only girl in the Freshmen Class at Middlebury College to be given an “A” for good physical condition. She was also the only girl who had played hockey four years. On the morning of October the thirteenth, the Alumni came back to ‘‘wallop” the hockey ball just once more. The Alumni team was composed largely of last year’s players, tho the “Perrys” were present in full force. School Team Hockey continues to be a great favorite with the girls. Interclass hockey games will soon be¬ gin. The Freshmen Class of this year has material for a fine hockey team. The present Senior Class has swept all before it! HOPE DUDGEON, ’27. Don’t think of the good you would do if you could, If you only had a million or two; But think of the good you could do if you would, With a pleasant smile and a kind word or two. MARJORIE HOWE, ’28. THE HUTTLESTONIAN 29 The Commercial Club Initiation. O N Tuesday, September the thir¬ tieth, the Seniors of the Com¬ mercial Club initiated the Commercial Juniors into the M. Y. O. B. Club. Each Junior securely blindfolded was led by a Senior into the gymnasium where they swore to live up to the Club Oath, the nature of which cannot be divulged here. Poisonous reptiles from the Amazon, the new African Gum, and Cleopatra’s Beauty Tonic were all thoroughly en¬ joyed (? ! ?) by the Juniors. If the proverb “Laugh and Grow Fat” proves to be true, each Senior must have gained at least a pound. After surviv¬ ing the stunts, the victims were seated in a circle in the center of the “gym”, and each was given an opportunity to show his ability as a comedian. All of the stunts were most enter¬ taining, but the prize, a baby doll, was awarded to John Kinney for his thrilling solo. After the “tortures”, refreshments consisting of fancy cookies and ice cream were much enjoyed. Many of the Juniors needed some¬ thing to revive their drooping spirits. Dancing followed the refresh¬ ments, the music being furnished by Imelda Paquette and Anna Burke. The committee in charge of the initiation was as follows: Lillian Topham, Jessie Lenhares, Walter Gamans, Delphena Brown. We hope to have the pleasure of entertaining the Faculty on November the fifth. DELPHENA BROWN, ’25. 30 THE HUTTLESTONIAN La Bonne Campagnie. T HE meeting of “La Bonne Campagnie” was held in Room 11, October 2, 1924, at 1 :32 P. M. This meeting established the French Club on a firm basis. Fred Sheard, chairman, called the meeting to order. The secretary’s report and the Constitution were read and accepted. The list of officers presented by the Nominat¬ ing Committee was elected as follows: President—Fred Sheard. Vice-President—Nellie Coombs. Secretary—Annis Hebden. Treasurer—Ruth Avery. Entertainment Committee: Mildred Parkinson, James O’Leary, John Parker, Hope Dudgeon, Mary Hawes. Advertisement Committee: Annis Hebden, Frances Parker, Virginia Vokes. Program Committee: Rosamond Simmons, Yvonne Demers, John Sylvia, Katherine Goggin, Priscilla Alden. Miss Gifford, faculty adviser, was elected an honorary member of the Club. A motion was made to initiate the first year French pupils and was accepted by the second and third year pupils. Three members of the Club were appointed by the chairman to assist the Entertainment Committee in planning the initiation. They were: Ruth Woodland, Katherine Goggin, Anna Fernandes. Meeting adjourned at 1 :55 P. M. Respectfully submitted, ANNIS HEBDEN, Secretary. THE HUTTLESTONIAN 31 Latin Department. T HIS story was written in English, on the board in a Latin class as a test, for pupils who had studied Latin for eight rather broken class periods. The class had never seen a Latin book or a printed Latin sentence. The words for— youth, to cross, Gualterus, and vir were given them. The other unknown words were assigned the day before for preparation. This is the best of the stories exactly as written by Miss Marie Clair Rousseau. Evidently Miss Rousseau overlooked Britannia. Olim domina pulchra, regina England desiderat transire viam. Quia via est limosa, dubitat. Deinde iuvenis maturat et dat togam regiae. Regina ambulat in toga in limosa via. Quia est bona domina, regina amat invenem et dat magnas venias. Quis est domina? Elizabetha, grata England regina. Quis est vir? Gualterus Raleigh. Rather good for eight days! Don’t you think so Classicals? Notice it shows a rather large vocabulary; a knowledge of sub¬ ject; direct and indirect object; genitive of possession; predicate nom¬ inative; place where with in; verb, adjective and appositive agree¬ ment; use of interrogative, and at least some knowledge of sentence order. THE HARPYS They certainly contrived to raise Queer ladies in the olden days. Either the type had not been fixed, Or else Zoology got mixed. 1 envy not the primeval man This female on the feathered plan. We only have, I’m glad to say, Two kinds of human birds today— Women and warriors, who still Wear feathers when dressed up to kill. —SELECTED. 32 THE HUTTLESTONIAN A Lying Lyric. C VJ.O, write a lyric,” the teacher cried, And her eye held a baleful look. 1 shook, 1 groaned, 1 mourned, 1 sighed, And I bought me a rhyming book. 1 sat me down with pen and ink, I chewed the pen to slivers! Such a tumult I made by trying to think That people went past me with shivers. I read all the poets that I could find From old Shakespeare to Herrick. But this is all that came of it— I cannot write a lyric! LETITIA MAXSON, ’25. THE HUTTLESTONIAN 33 Sky Leviathans of the Past and Present. T HE first balloon ever recorded to have made an ascension was in¬ vented in 1772 by the brothers Stephen and Joseph Montgolfier. Their balloon which was publicly exhibited at Annonay, France, was filled with air rarefied by a fire lighted in the car under the balloon. In the latter part of the same year M. Charles, Professor of Physics in Paris, substituted hydrogen gas for rarefied air. In the earlier history of balloons, France takes undisputed pre¬ cedence over England. At a later period, however, England gained a triumph not yet paralleled on the continent or elsewhere when an ascension was made to the amazing altitude of 37,000 feet. In 1866 America had began to take part in aeronautics. A great drawback in these balloons was the inability to effectively guide the machine in the air. A later type of balloon is made of long bands of silk sewed to¬ gether and rendered airtight by being covered with caoutchouc varn¬ ish, and filled with hydrogen or coal gas. At the top, there is a safety valve under the aeronaut’s control. The operator sits in a light wicker basket suspended by means of cords from a network covering the balloon. A balloon of this type, measuring forty-eight feet in length by thirty feet in width and breadth, will carry three persons and, with its car and other accessories, weighs about 300 pounds. It is used for observation mostly. From this last type, balloons take quite a jump. The navy has built at New Jersey the first rigid airship, the ZR-1, which is on the same principle as a balloon.. It is risen by gas and propelled by motors which are suspended from the sides of the ship. This balloon is about 900 feet in length and larger in diameter than the beam of the Leviathans; it will carry a weight of sixty tons. This can be guided in the air by means of a rudder. Until now, one hazard in airship operation always has stalked like a specter at the heels of its development. Hydrogen inflated ships carry with them the ever present danger of fire. Many aerial dis¬ asters have been traceable to this. The discovery of helium makes this form of travel safe to a degree never before possible. Helium, (Concluded on Page 35) 34 THE HUTTLESTONIAN v3Q Rain. R AIN reminds me of a sullen, spoiled goddess who is always tak¬ ing away joy from the golden days. She is jealous of the play¬ ful wind and the dancing sunlight; but she watches them sulking in a corner. She tries to anger the wind and sun, and when she can stand their playful mood no longer, she screeches, weeps, and stamps her dainty feet. The sun, frightened, runs away to hide, but the wind blows harder and makes the seas roar, the trees moan and bend their stately heads, and the people hustle home. Then realizing what trouble she has caused, she picks up her gauzy, gray skirts and runs away—while the sun creeps back, timidly. Often when I am riding through the country, I see the hills in the distance covered with a gray mist. I wonder,—is it my goddess re¬ posing on the hillside? 1 think of the haze on the hills as the hair of my goddess when she has it down to let the playful wind snarl it. I like her best when she is in this mood. She is half smiling at the world,—and for once she is not pouting. My goddess is not always downhearted; sometimes I have heard her laugh,—a mean laugh, though. On these days she wears a soft, gray gown and a gray mask, and steals out slowly on the water, slyly throwing a large gray cloak over it. She loves to make the boats go on the rocks, and she laughs at the feeble lights of the lighthouses try¬ ing to penetrate the cloak, and at the muffled tones of the fog horn. She creeps away from the waters just as she came slowly, softly, slyly, leaving behind her destruction, and an angry sea. Sometimes, on a sunny day do you wonder why it drizzles ? My gray goddess has washed her hair and has just come out to dry it. As she shakes it in the sun, we unimaginative people say, “It’s drizzling!” It is early on a summer morning. The dewdrops are glistening in the sunlight. We call them fairy diamonds lost by the nymphs while dancing in the moonlight. But no, they belong to the rain goddess who has strewn them over the dawn world. How kind the rain goddess is to nature! Without her the world would be void of vegetation. Mother of all the streams,—it is she who has formed them, started them on their journey down the stony path of the mountain, through the woods, into the meadows, to the little rivers which widen and eventually meet the master of all waters. My rain goddess! Can we deny her appeal, whatever her ' mood, wherever her visitation ? ANNA FERNANDES, ’25. THE HUTTLESTONIAN 35 Music. ' T ' HE class in Music Appreciation has just completed an interesting survey on the musical tastes of the Romans. Previous to this, the beginning of music in Egypt, Assyria, Babylonia, Arabia, India, and China was studied. Most of the knowledge of the music of these ancient countries was derived from the information furnished by ex¬ cavations and legends. The most interesting people to study were the Hebrews, of whom we read in the Bible. This intensive study has given to the class an idea of the important part music played in the lives of these nations and how much, there¬ fore, it has meant to future generations. Later on the lives of the composers and the musical forms they employed will be taken up. Even now all musical notes are read and commented on, thus gaining knowledge of the composers of today both in this country and abroad. Each lesson a record is played and studied. The records which we have recently been working upon are, “Melody in A Major” by Dawes, played by Kriesler; “Dagger Dance” from the opera “Na- toma” by Victor Herbert; “Melody in F” by Rubenstein; “Spring Song” by Mendelssohn; “Minuet in G Major” by Paderewski; “Anvil Chorus” by Verdi from the opera “II Trovatore”, and “Barcarolle” from “Tales of Hoffman” by Offenbach. GERTRUDE PETTEY, ’25. (Concluded from Page 33) an inert gas, is not unflammable; it has but little less than the buoy¬ ancy of hydrogen, and can be produced at a cost which, though higher than that of hydrogen, is inconsequential with the safety and depend¬ ability gained. An airship, filled with helium and defended by guns and airplanes will be, in effect, a battleship with the sky as a limit. The develop¬ ment of aircraft has been going on now only about 150 years. What the scientists will bring forth in the future remains to be seen. CHARLES VANDENBURGH, ’26, 36 THE HUTTLESTONIAN A Boy’s Opinion. I HE girls can have their dolls Made of china and of wax. But I prefer a hammer, And a box full of tacks. There’s such comfort in a chisel ! There’s such music in a file ! I wish that pocket-saws Would get to be the style. But with a little box of nails, A gimlet and a screw, I’m happier than any king, I’ve work enough to do. HELEN L. SEAMAN, ’25. THE HUTTLESTONIAN 37 these: freshmen in Tfoom J n t he •?« J e tn ant L U n c f! In my jenra of etc. i:30 KACbrk 2T 38 THE H UTTLEST ON I AN Domestic Science. ' | 9 HE first classes that learn how to cook are the eighth grade classes. The lessons taught them are very simple, so that they may be repeated at home with success. The essential facts about certain materials are emphasized and clearly explained so the same material may be used in any recipe. For example, experiments are made with baking powder to see what actually happens in mixtures to make them light. These pupils next enter High School when cooking is required for one-half year for the first and second years. During this time more advanced work is taken up than was taught in the eighth grade, but it is still practical so that the lessons may be brought into practice at home. In the second year Household Chemistry is taught. The subject of bacteria, yeasts, and molds is studied and experiments made to show why certain precautions must be taken to prevent the foods from spoiling. Candy is a food, and so once a year a lesson in candy making is given to help the pupil realize its place in the menu. In the third and fourth years the work is more advanced. The program includes the planning, the preparation, and the serving of meals, and the study of calories. Many other important things a good cook should know are also taught. This is the time of year when the cooking classes learn how to preserve fruits and vegetables. They learn also how to make the jellies and jams we like so well in the winter. Two methods of can¬ ning are taught, the Cold Pack and the Open Kettle. It should be mentioned that in our cooking courses there are many recipes which may never be considered because of lack of time in the class periods. RUTH C. McMEEHAN, ’25. THE HUTTLESTONIAN 39 T HE following outline brief will give the reader an idea of the work scheduled for the Sewing Department in the fiscal school year. During the girls’ first two years in the High school, sewing is required; it is optional for the third and fourth year. In all the classes, each girl has her own problem to work out in the garment which will be of the most use to her when it is finished. The classes have been small enough so that the instructor has been able to work with each individual girl rather than have all the girls make the same garment. FIRST YEAR Use of machine Two types of Singer One Wheeler and Wilson Use of simple stitches and finishes by applying them to a simple undergarment:— Camisole Bloomers Nightgown Chemise Pupil given a choice to suit individual need. If Pupil is able and has time she ' may make a very simple one-piece dress for second garment. Material: Voile, muslin, or organdie. No silk or satin. Flannel may be used. SECOND YEAR Use of and kinds of commercial patterns. More elaborate undergarments. Material: Silk, satin. Lace inserts. Blouse or skirt of some woolen material. Dress more difficult than the one made the first year. (Concluded on Page 41) 40 THE HUTTLESTONIAN The Life of an American Student Studying in Paris. F OR two years I have been a boarder in a French high school, and during that time hardly a day has passed that I haven’t learned some¬ thing. Everything is con¬ ducted in a manner different than ours, and I cannot help from becoming interested in everything 1 see, so that my mind wand¬ ers from my studies. The principle of life is work. Fourteen hours compose our day, eleven being spent studying. We sleep in a large dormitory, which was formerly a library of the monks from the Abby of St. Genevieve. A monitor who sleeps in the same hall wakes us in the morning. We arise at six and if the monitor finds anyone in bed he has to remain in school all Sunday morning. At six-thirty we go to the study room and study for an hour. The study room contains from thirty to thirty-five boarders and a monitor. Two pupils share the same seat and desk. At half past seven we go to the dining room and have breakfast. Five sit on each side of a long table. The French breakfast differs from ours; they have coffee, bread, and milk. The bowls are re¬ filled with coffee and we dip our bread in it. This is not considered bad form in European countries. A quarter of an hour recitation follows breakfast. Then a half hour of study. The monitor takes us to and from our classes. In France the pupils recite very little, but when they recite they are obliged to tell all they know. If one does not know his lessons he is given extra tasks. After the recitation, the professor develops his subject and notes are taken which we read afterwards. During the day the studying is carried on under the direction of a strict tutor. We study under the shade of an old, half Roman, half Gothic tower which possesses some chimes, that rejoice us every quarter of an hour. Translated from the French “ Le Petit Journal ” — une revue de la presse francaise — by Margaret Peterson , y 25 THE HUTTLESTONIAN 41 At noon we return to the dining room. The menu will perhaps interest you; first, we have a meagre dish, consisting of some thin filets of herring, or bread and butter, or thin slices of sausage. This is to sharpen our appetites. The second course consists of meat, and on Friday, fish. We do not eat meat and vegetables together as the American custom, but eat first the meat and then the vegetables. For vegetables we have string beans, rice, potatoes, kidney beans, and cauliflower. One may have as much as he desires. Dessert consists of berries, crullers, little cakes, and different kinds of pastry. We eat lots of bread, and every group of four students has a bottle of red wine. This wine is the most deceiving thing in the world. It smells excellent but has a sour taste. The evening meal is almost similar. We have soup and bread and vegetables instead of meat. For des¬ sert we have prunes, and sometimes cream in the coffee. A parent who wishes to send his pupil to a French high school, has to fill out an information sheet. The pupil’s life history is given and that of the parent or of the guardian. Pupils must receive visitors in the reception room and not out¬ side the building. The pupil is obliged to attend church. If the pu¬ pil is to be a day pupil, what time will he leave in the evening? The day pupil leaves school at five o’clock with his home work all done —and a free evening! The American high school student goes home with an armful of books to study. How would we like to go home and have the evening free from study? (Concluded from Page 39) THIRD YEAR Use of machine attachments for Hemming Gathering Hemstitching Each girl is allowed to make any article of her own choosing. Children’s clothes, especially rompers. FOURTH YEAR Practically the same as the third year except that economic values are taken up with the girls by means of visits to the mills and the New Bedford Textile School. In addi¬ tion to the above work, a course in Millinery is being added this year. MARJORIE GIFFORD, Instructor. 42 THE HUTTLESTONIAN THE FELLOW WHO REDEEMED HIMSELF (Concluded from Page 15) had not tackled right, and the runner had struck him with his knee in the neck under the left ear. The powerful impact, however, caused the man to drop the ball. Bolden was right there to pick it up. It does not take a fellow a half a second to realize that he has done wrong, and if he has the right spirit, it takes him only that much more in the attempt to make up for it. And the Stranger realized and transformed himself into machine-like action. He did not know his left shoulder hung limply, queerly—-did not know he was hurt; but, through the slowly vanishing light, he knew Bolden carried that ball, and knew that two opponents ran to stop him. To wipe out the shame that he had committed unto himself by refusing to help Bolden, the Stranger threw himself bodily at the two men and bowled them over. He had after all teamed with Bolden! Bolden scored, fainting behind the goal posts. The Stranger also lay where he had fallen. The whistle, and the game was over. Nine Grantsdale players carried two fellows, comrades, now both unconscious, both covered with glory. One of them had achieved something even greater. In those last few moments, the Stranger planted his morale upon the school and gained, in the end an irre¬ proachable character. ALPHONSE PRZYGODA, ’25. Waves W AVES are like men Rising to greatness and falling again, Rolling onward until they reach the shore, There to die forgotten for ever more. KATHERINE J. GOGGIN, ’25. THE HUTTLESTONIAN 43 The English Pupil’s Creed. MY LANGUAGE. The Language of America. I hold the language of America in reverent regard because it has helped me to understand the greatness of nature, of liberty, of love. Through the words which I have mastered, I have come to ap¬ preciate the beauty of the great out-doors; I have learned to cherish the sacred idea of home and family and the government that stimu¬ lates my ideals and protects me from all oppression. In this language I can voice my tenderest love for my parents and express to them my appreciation of the opportunities which their sac¬ rifice has revealed. In the songs that I sing and in the poetry I read, I can find expression for the thoughts and feelings that come to ' me in the open sunlit fields or in the gloom of thickset forests, or when I move among the hurrying throngs of those who crowd our city streets. In the midst of the foolish complaints and murmurings of the un¬ patriotic, I can lift my voice in earnest protest and proclaim the rare rights and privileges of an American. And I can do this the more effectively because I have learned something of the art of speaking and writing the wonderful language of my country. But this lesson I have only partially mastered. ’ What I have already learned, I shall cherish as a sacred trust—a trust that impels to further study and ac¬ quirement. I shall, therefore, wish to keep my language free fro ' m the impurities which mar its beauty and to strengthen it with the re¬ sources that reveal its power. I shall wish to do this with the faith that it will enable me to become a more patriotic American and a better .citizen of the newly-changed world. —SELECTED. 44 THE HUTTLESTONIAN BROADCASTINGS From “The Huttlestonian” “The Huttlestonian” Golden Rod,—Quincy, Mass. More “pep” between these two covers than possessed by a cheer leader! Pointer,—West Point. Bending from the military regime. Harpoon,—Dartmouth, Mass. Pocket edition of a fine library product. Rogers Review, — Fairhaven, Mass. Keep going! You did the job justice. Alpha,—New Bedford, Mass. Complete work of a complete school. Golden Rod,—Quincy, Mass. “Judged the first of all our Ex¬ changes because of a fine cover. The Huttlestonian’ was found to be quite intensive in material and very attractive.” Lynn Classical Gazette,—Lynn, Mass. “A ‘giant’ magazine and very attractive because of the unusual appearance.” Alpha,—New Bedford, Mass. “A new arrival but starting in well.” Magnet,—Leominster, Mass. “Your cover is splendid! Your various school departments are very interesting, but a few more stories would help.” THE HUTTLESTONIAN 45 From T To « “The Huttlestonian” “The Huttlestonian” The Beacon,—Gloucester, Mass. A “beacon” magazine from a coast city. The Magnet,—Leominster, Mass. Starts with a fine cover; contin¬ ues the same! Gloucester Beacon,—Gloucester, Mass. “A neat appearing magazine with interesting stories and poems. It also has some entertaining jokes.” Lynn Classical Gazette,—Lynn, Mass. Fine stories though short of poems. Burdett Lion,—Boston, Mass. Something different in the line of magazines. The Nor’easter, — Somerville, Mass. Fine job, but can’t follow the course. Burdett Lion,—Burdett College, Boston, Mass. “We were quite surprised to find a magazine as well developed as The Huttlestonian’, lacking an Exchange Department. You would find it a helpful feature. Your Exchange Jokes are the best yet. Why not a page of original humor ? ” The Philomath, Framingham, Mass. Upholding the standard of your name! S ' 46 THE HUTTLESTONIAN Roster of the Class of t924. Donald Barnes is employed in the Acushnet-Hathaway Mill. Mildred Bradley is continuing her studies at Bridgewater Normal. Aldena Brown is working in the office of the New Bedford Dry Goods Co. “Bill” Bruce is a student at New Bedford’s widely known Textile School. Edna Calloway is an employee of Fisher Abramson Law Co. Grace Caswell couldn’t bear to leave Fairhaven, so secured a po¬ sition in the First National Bank. Margery Coombs is employed in the Whitman Mill. Margaret De Costa is taking a Post Graduate Course at Fairhaven High. Franklyn Dexter is attending school in Maine. Helen Douglas and Katherine Hersom are enrolled at a finishing school in the South. THE HUTTLESTONIAN 47 Doris Dreher is taking a Post Graduate Course at Fairhaven High. Maynard Foster is at Rhode Island State College. Margaret Goggins is a student at Bridgewater Normal. Helen Goulart secured a position in the office of the Multigraph¬ ing Duo B ' System. Eleanor Haney is working in New Bedford in an office. Alice Harding is continuing her studies at Bridgewater Normal. John Hawkins is busily engaged in the carpentering business. Waldo Haydon is employed in the radio department of W. T. Grant’s. Marion Hiller has chosen Simmons in which to continue her edu¬ cation. “Carl” Hirst is learning the plumbing trade at his father’s place of occupation. Elizabeth Jason is working in the shipping room office of the Beacon Mill. Lucy Jenney is a student at Brown University. John Johnson is busy at work learning the banking business in the Institution for Savings. Alvin Keen is employed by Steiger, Dudgeon Co., as a book¬ keeper. Doris Kinney is taking a Post Graduate Course. Esther LeBaron is in the employment of the Star Store Office. Hilda Linden is doing secretarial work at St. Luke’s. Edwin Knowlton is working for his father in the steamfitter’s trade. r 5 Sophia McAfTee is a student at Brown University. Vivian Metcalf is a student at Hyannis Normal. Alexander Nash has chosen Amherst Agricultural College to study farming. Irene O’Leary is cashier at the Standard Electrical Co. Margaret Pendleton is employed by Paul and Dixon, 48 THE HUTTLESTONIAN Margaret Perry is an employee in the office of Taylor’s Shoe Factory. “Freddy” Pflug is at present pursuing his studies at the University of Vermont. Ambrose Peters is employed by the Institution for Savings. “Pike” Porter still does bookkeeping for Karaleka’s Fruit Com¬ pany. Thelma Price is studying at Bridgewater Normal. Walter Rayno is at home. Marie Regan is attending Chandler Normal School in Boston. William Rejsek is at home. Elizabeth Sherman is enjoying a stay at home. Roswell Silva is working for the Babbitt Steam Specialty Com¬ pany. Alma Sohlgren is employed in the Star Store Office. Louise Stevens is studying music at home. Alfred Sylvia is stenographer for Armour Co. Marjorie Sylvia is working in the office of the Fairhaven Iron Foundry. “Brad” Terry has confined his efforts to helping Coach Pidgeon with the less experienced football material. Benjamin Tilden has entered Norwich University. Marjorie Tupper is traveling through Canada. Miriam Waldron is enrolled at Middlebury College. Marjorie Westgate is working in Taylor’s Shoe Factory office. Ethel Winterbottom is an employee of Paul and Dixon in the office. Grace Wood is at home. Earl York is thinking of securing Employment at Woodland’s Market. Franklyn Young is employed at the Babbitt Steam Specialty. SHERMAN A. GIFFORD, ’23, THE HUTTLESTONIAN Older than any pupil in the Fairhaven High School Older than the present High School building. Older than any school building now in use in Fairhaven. THE FAIRHAVEN ONE OF THE OLDEST BUSINESSES IN FAIRHAVEN. ' Established 1879 by Charles Dean Waldron Gaining Readers Every Week A MODERN PRINTING ESTABLISHMENT EQUIPPED TO DO NEARLY EVERY KIND OF PRINTING. When You Boost The Star You Boost Fairhaven - NEW BEDFORD TIMES The fastest growing daily newspaper in the local field. THE HUTTLESTONIAN Attendite ! qui feliciter biennium Le Bonne Compagnie linguam Latinam j offre ses felicitations insecuti sunt, vobis au Redacteur-en-chef Carpe Diem iungere et a ses assistants. licit. j _ , _H Mr. Business Man of j j COMPLIMENTS OF New Bedford | Call the Commercial Depart- | GIRLS’ ATHLETIC ment of Fairhaven High School | ASSOCIATION for that j OFFICE ASSISTANT. F. H. S. Phone 1110 _ mT1T — lr — — — — -rnTT- 1 ; ♦: ;« COMPLIMENTS OF j Compliments of i i | BOYS’ ATHLETIC 1 « | ASSOCIATION FRIEND ♦j | F. H. S. :• ASHLEY’S INSURANCE AS SOUND AS THE ROCK OF GIBRALTAR. CHARLES S. 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