Governors Academy - Milestone Yearbook (Byfield, MA)

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T H E M I L E S T O N E 221 ANDREW ELDRIDGE VALENTINE 'var' Ami thou art long, and lamb, and brown AJ if thf ribbed :ea-rand. -Coleridge. Entered School, 1923. Preparing for Norwich Football Squad, '23 Track Squad, ,24 Class Basket Ball, ,23-'24 Baseball Squad, ,124 Photograph Editor, Milestone, '24 GJ Q t

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T H E M I L E S T O N E JOHN BOURNE MOSELEY Mosen He,.r1fough ma'am,4fough if B.,' tough and dfvilifh slyf'-Dickens. Entered School, 1922 Second Team Football, ,22 Day Student ALEXANDER BRIMMER MULHOLLAND H Mullyu The man who Jmoker zhinkf like a :age and actf like a Samaritan. -Bulwer Lytton. Entered School, 1919. Preparing for Bowdoin Second Football Team, ,21 Manager Baseball, '22 Ambrose Prize in Declamation, ,23 Mandolin Club, ,21 Track Squad, '20, '21 Second Team Baseball, ,21 Hockey Squad, '23 President Smoking Club, '24 l2I1

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T H E M I L E S T O N E SENIOR OUTLINE OF HISTORY HILE in Singapore during my sojourn from school last autumn I had a very amazing experience. Now amazing experiences, it seems to me, rarely happen at Dummer, though often in Singapore or for that matter in any place east of Suez. This incident quite delighted me. I have no special sympathy with people who every so often consult a clairvoyant or astrologer or lay everything that happens to them on fate, nevertheless, whether I was visited with delirium or hallucinations at the time, I will leave it to you. Some friends I met there inveigled me to go and see an old Hindu for- tune teller who was quite the craze among European residents at the time. The first thing I knew I was in some dirty den with a little old crooked brown man bending over a crystal globe. And let me tell you before I left the place I believed in that queer Oriental belief of reincarnation that the Hindus and other Eastern people rave about. I believed we all once belonged to another age, that I or you or anybody might have been Nebuchadnezzar or Napoleon or some nut of the Pre-Volsted days. VVhen I was asked whom I wanted to see in the magic ball, the first thing I Wanted to see was our class, that is, each member as he was. I was satisfied and I will endeavor to reveal to you what was revealed to me by the obscure arts and sciences of the East. I remember the old fogy passing his gaunt, claw-like hands several times over the globe, muttering Arabic or Chinese or some tongue-twisters. An inward glow became apparent within the crystal ball and things began to happen. The past unrolled, the present faded away. I became a specta- tor of various scenes. First I beheld a prehistoric forest, deep, tangled, and unearthly. Un- couth creatures crawled or climbed about the wild landscape, antediluvian monsters, of which I caught glimpses, crashed about in the vicinity in search for prey. I became aware of an ape-like man in the picture. His unkempt hair and beard fell to his waist. Under a bushy pair of eyebrows two fierce eyes glared. Below them was a short, gorilla-like snout and a savage mouth. Uttering a few guttural grunts, he shouldered a bludgeon and slunk off presumably in search of mastodon meat. I was not long in de- termining that this was Mose, primevally. I marvelled at what the mutability of years had done to this brute-like creature, now such a gentle- man of polish and intellect. The next scene presented was a hanging garden of ancient Babylon. On a terrace planted with tropical trees, where expensive peacocks strutted about, was held the court al frfsco of an Eastern monarch. Purple silk canopies were stretched from tree to tree while rich carpets were spread over the greensward. On an ivory throne sat the king surrounded by l23l