Gloucester High School - Flicker Yearbook (Gloucester, MA)

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THE SENIOR FLICKER 13 studies to become a poet, so they gave me a haircut and banished their ambitions for a poet. In my fourteenth year I was graduated by parcel post, from a, detective college. The faculty sent me a tin badge. This enabled me to attend all fires, chase ambulances, and try to get into theatres. My first big case was when Judge Landis hired me to investigate the awful scandal when the mighty Casey struck out. This is how I attained detective fame. B. M. D. THE BEST BALL GAME OF THE SEASON The game opened with “(11116” at the stick — and “Measles” catch- ing. “Cigar” was in the box. “Shortcake” played short and “Corn” was in the field. “Cabbage” was manager because he had a good head. “Egg” was umpire and he Avas rotten. “Song” made a hit and “Sawdust” filled the bases. Then “Soap” cleaned up. “Cigar” went out, and “Savage” started to pitch but he went wild. “Ice” went in and kept cool, until he was hit by a ball, then you should have heard “Ice Cream.” “Lunatic” was put out because he was off his base. “Lightning” finished the game by striking six men out. “Bread” loafed on first and “Light” was put out at third. “Crooks” stole second ,and “Knife” was cut down at the plate. “ Crass ” cov- ered lots of ground, and the crowd cheered when “Spider” caught a flv. “Steak” was put out at the plate. “Clock” wound up by striking out. If “Door” had pitched, he would have shut them all out. B. T. C. ’27 A WORTHWHILE LIFE “Like one blindfolded groping out his way, I will not try to touch beyond to-day, Since all the future is concealed from sight, I need but strive to make the next step right.” Every individual mind differs in its opinion of what is a worth- while life. That which seems worthwhile to one may seem almost unbearable to another. In every worthwhile life the most prominent feature is a pur- pose. To some it may be the cultivation of a talent, the learning of a trade, or the performance of a duty. If we wish to make this pur- pose a corner stone of our life, there must be something more than mere effort to outshine some other. Behind every purpose there is the act of perfecting out character. We must make ourselves fit to live with. “Beyond me lies the cycling rounds of years, With this small earth will die the thing I do, The thing I am goes journeying onward through A million lives up on a million years. ■ ■

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12 TIIE SENIOR FLICKER colored hat trimmed with atrocious pink roses. You know that she went without something a long time to get that hat, andi she still has a tinv, satisfied smile on her careworn face. V. H. V. DOWN WITH BABY PHOTOGRAPHS Little did I realize at the innocent age of two how embarrassed my proud maternal parent was going to make me feel in years to come. Had I been blessed at that early age with an extra amount of intelligence, T would have rebelled when Mother suggested having my picture taken, but not being blessed nor having otherwise acquired enough knowledge to rise against authority, I had to suffer the consequence when Mother, just a while ago, displayed to the invited guests that photograph of me with an ear to ear grin, two sprouting teeth, eves. as big as saucers, and just hair enough for an apology. E. 0. H. SUCH IS LIFE In the nineteenth chapter of the works of Edgar A. Guest, the twelfth to the fourteenth verse, he is responsible for the statement that, “It takes a hean o’ living to make a house a home.” This means just what is says. It means that you can’t consider your house a home until the pip s hav n frozen, until the neighbors have rubbed the doilies off the backs of your chairs, until they have laid wet cock- tail glasses on your p ' ano. untT thev have tipped an ink bottle on your oriental rugs or broken the rocker of an antique chair. Then and then onlv can you consider your house a home. R. M. D. POLITICS Consensus of Political feeling shows that the country favors Smith’s Nomination, but the country in general wants to know which one it is. They want to know whether it is the one with long whiskers on the left side of the box, or the one with the short crop on the right hand side. Then there are some who would favor an economical can- didate for the Republican party. If Borah is installed in the White House, he will save two dollars a moiRh on haircuts alone. Under Ooolidge’s administration this countrv has saved 3,165,000 more cigar coupons than ever before. He should be given another term. R. M. D. HOW I BECAME A DETECTIVE Poets are born not made, but when you think of it, so is every one else. My parents wanted me to be a poet and emulate Burns. Too late they discovered that I was too far advanced in my detective

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14 T1IE SENIOR FLICKER My work I build, as best I can and may. Knowing all mortal effort ends in dust, 1 build myself, not as I may, but must, Knowing, for good or ill, that self must stay.” If we but view life from every standpoint, we will see that it is worthwhile. A. B. ’27 FUN JUST FUN Yesterday afternoon while taking a walk, I came upon a big overgrown boy standing in the center of a half a dozen dogs. He had tied them together, and by means of a vicious whip he was en- deavoring to make them travel around him in a circle. I rushed up and took the whip from him, and asked him what in the world he was doing that for, and he half sullenly replied, “Just for fun!” The day previous to that I lead in the papers that two boys had been arrested for tying two cats’ tails together and hanging them over a line to see them fight. After being questioned by the officer as to the reason why they were doing such an act of cruelty, they replied, “Just for fun!” Young boys must have their fun, that is right and desirable, fun for the fun of it. Flun for the thrill of it. We all must have thrills or else life becomes drab and routine and colorless. We live for thrills. But it is very important that we seek only the right sort of thrills and forget the wrong sort. There is fun in serving other people. There is fun in being thoughtful at home. There is fun in earning your own money and paying your way as you go. It is fun to create things with your hands. There is no thrill in the world like the thrill of making some- thing useful that has been greatly praised by your superiors. No man ever lived who had more fun than did Theodore Roosevelt. He left one good suggestion to all clean American youths that enjoy thrills and want to live. “Hit the line hard, don’t fail, don’t flinch, but hit the line hard.” ELLIOTT ANDERSON ’27.