Fairhaven High School - Huttlestonian Yearbook (Fairhaven, MA)

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THE H U T T L E S T O N I A N John Brown and his foolish raid, German fairy tales, impromptu prose; Now we scribe the closed books— Farewell, Fairhaven High! Done the whole scholastic voyage Seniors crave the Freshman’s four-year ease— Better be an empty sloop Than a laden ship that’s sailed the seas! We must leave the football field For more important fields of strife, And desert the cinder course For the longer, harder course of Life; So in other halls, we’ll climb Other, steeper stairs; and some day pla Greater games. And scribe, “Finis” Other text-books—but again ne’er say— Farewell, Fairhaven High! Philip T. Gidley, ’30. 25

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THE HUTTLEST ONIAN Farewell Fairhaven High! They may build grotesquely ’round you, then— Citadel, cathedral, mosque; Though the best of Aeons bound you, then— Pyramid, pagoda, fort; Though their domes converse with lofty clouds, Though their turrets dim the sun, And their walls arrayed like monstrous shrouds. Over your diminished fame, Would inwrap with all-obscuring palls Your ephemeral domain; And the hum of Garagantuan awls Would intone your requiem— Farewell, Fairhaven High! But in future years we’ll scorn all these— The skyscraper and the church; We, a gayer choir than drills, will seize ’Pon some less funeral chant, Swaying to the music of some old School song, that perpetuates Memories your spacious halls infold. Oh! the careless revels there! Happy were those thoughtless years at play! We recall with futile pangs Of increasing longing, that delay Time’s relentless hand, that writes— Farewell, Fairhaven High! We regret the sweaty football togs, And the cinders, and the court; The complacency of age befogs Us, we think with tolerant Fancy of parabolas and sines, Wooley and tautology, Latin syntax, Caesar, and supines, Newton’s laws, specific heat, French irregulars, “La Petite Chose’’, 24

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THE HUTT L ESTONIAN The Roster of the Class of 1930 I Alden, Betty S. “Bet” “Hitch your wagon to a star.” G. A. A. 1, 2, 3, 4. Literary Club 2. For¬ eign Language Club 1, 3, 4. Chorus. Miss Wheelocks. Almy, Edgar M., Jr. “Oh, that I had wings like a dove!” Orchestra 1, 2, 3, 4. Tennis 3, 4. For¬ eign La nguage Club 2. Treasurer of Chemistry Club 3. Fairhaven Aeronaut¬ ical Engineers 4. French Club 4. Service Pin and certificate. Traffic squad 2, 3, 4. B. A. A. L 2, 3, 4. Dance Committee 4. Bowdoin College. Baker, Leslie W. “Sweet, now, silence!” B. A. A. 1, 2, 3, 4. Chorus 3. 26