Hamilton High School - Hamiltonian Yearbook (South Hamilton, MA)

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COURAGEOUS JOE Joe Thompson was a seaman in the United States Navy. He had enlisted when he Avas a boy and since then he had served five terms of four years each. He was now located on board a destroyer that was to sail for Europe. They arrived at Liverpool and loaded with ammunition and supplies. They steamed out of Liver- pool harbor on the tenth of June with a large fleet of sister destroyers. A month had uoav passed and nothing of importance had happened until on the thirteenth of July as they were having mess, the order “general quarters” was sounded on the bugler. Everybody ran for his place and Joe made his way to the stern as he was a member of the depth charge crew. The bombs were put in place and as they passed over the spot where the “Sub” was last seen several were dropped. Somehow or other a bomb had become entangled with some ropes and the ignition had been started. In thirty seconds the bomb would explode and blow the stern of the ship off and kill most of the crew. Joe ran aft and jumped over the railing and with his knife cut the rope which held the bomb. After it had got under it exploded and a deluge of water was throAvn over the stern of the ship. That Avas the last seen of Joe but later they saw oil aiid AArreckage on the surface which indicated that the “Sub” was done for. Thus Joe gave his life for his country after tAventy-five years of service. THE FRESHMAN PARTY, One of the best parties that has been held this year Avas the Christmas party given by the Freshman, Thursday night, December 19. As one entered the assem- bly room his attention was greatly at- tracted by the beautiful decorations of eA ' -ergreen, pine boughs colored crepe- paper and the large, prettily decorated tree that Avas placed in a corner of the room. When all were seated, Mr. Archibald started the ball rolling by getting the boys out of the darkest corner in the room and mixing them up Avith the girls by a game called Boston. We next played Spin the Cover, had a telegram contest, and a few more interesting games. The jingle of sleigh bells was heard and Santa came into the room to distribute some presents; everyone in the room re- ceived tAvo or more presents from him. Then the eats Avere brought on. Eats, Oh boy! They were the best that were ever served in Hamilton High. We had sand- Aviches, doughnuts, cookies, cake, candy, and some cocoa to Avash it doAvn. After this, dancing was held in the hall, the music being furnished by Mr. and Mrs. Archibald and some of the students. About ten everyone was seen Avrapping up and leaving the building after having enjoyed one of the best parties of the year. RICHARD McGINLEY, ’20. A COUNTRY ROAD IN WINTER The earth is all white AAdth snoAv, Avhich the chick-a-dees twitter among their resembles a large white quilt. The icicles branches. A sled passes by and leaA es a hanging on the trees look like diamonds track converging in the distance like a glittering in the sun. The pine trees along railroad track. the road are laden doAvn Avith snoAV, Avhile RAYMOND WHIPPLE, ’22. 9

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nibich during the war as the other coun- tries, there was a great loss of life during the epidemic. ilany will tell you that my life was more trying than any other year in the history of the world. We had a long, cold vrinter with much sickness and death. I take pleasure in remembering one thing, though, that is, that peace was brought about during my life. For this I ' eason I believe that I have left the earth better for my being there, and SHIELDING James Tower had closed his place of business in Boston and had gone w ' est for his health. He spent his time in the out- door air riding and going on trips for weeks at a time. A few days after his arrival in the west there was murdered in the town a busi- ness man by the name of Schneider. No one could get trail of the murderer. One evening Tower met a poor, half starved lad in tattered clothes. He took him home, fed him, and gave him a suit of clothes. The poor lad put on the suit and went away. Not knowing what to do with the old clothes he threw them in a trunk. Next day Tow’er was visited by the police. They came and searched his room for they said the person suspected of the murder was seen entei ' ing there the pre- vious night. On finding the discarded clothes they thought surely that Tower was hiding the criminal but when he told his story they believed him. Two weeks later while walking through the woods Tower met the lad again. He stopped him, told him the authorities v ere on his trail, and asked him to tell why he had killed Schneider. After much coaxing the boy told this story. One day w ' hile in Schneider’s shop for he was an orphan and worked for Schnei- also because I have taught people to suf- fer uncomplainingly. It is getting late now, and I think that I have delayed you quite enough, so good- by. I wish you a happy and prosperous life.” Then Miss 1918 saw Miss 1919 depart under the escort of old Father Time. She saw the doors of a happy and peaceful future open, and with a sigh she continued on her way. ANONYMOUS. A CULPRIT der, he told his employer that he did not feel well. Schneider refused to let him stop working, however, saying he was lazy. AVhen Schneider left the shop about tw o o’clock, the lad threw himself down be- hind some logs and went to sleep. When he awoke it was dark. He looked at his watch. It was nine o’clock. He tried to find some way out. He saw a light through the key hole of the office door, peeking in he saw Schneider and one of his friends with many papers before them. As luck would have it, he stumbled and fell ; they jumped to their feet and ran to the door. There was a struggle, in which he wrenched a revolver from Schneider’s friend. Seeing Schneider draw a revolver, he shot, Schneider fell, and the other man ran away. He went to the office where the papers were just as they had been left. Schneider and his friend had been plan- ning to smuggle ash wood to Germany for the manufacture of airships. Schneider was a German spy. The lad had to tell this, but the thought of killing the man, and the fear of being hanged, had made him run away. ‘ ‘ Come with me, ’ ’ said Tower. Have no fear for what you have done. Be proud.” ETHEL POOLE, ’19. 8

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MR. MICAWBER Mr. Micawber was a smooth-faced man Avith long AAdiite hair which Avas whitened by trouble, though he ahvays AAmre a smile. He had on an old fashioned AA’aist coat, and short knee breeches, a battered old hat, and shoes that Avere several sizes too big for him. He Avore something which Avas supposed to be a coat. Altogether he presented a A ery pitiful figure as he stood on the street corner. NORA GORMAN, ’22. THE TRAIMP Along a lonely road trudges a hungry tramp. He wears a ragged pair of over- halls that Avere once blue, but are noAv more of a gray, and a black SAvalloAv-tail coat that has seen many a day. His face is quite thin and bearded. He has sharp black eyes. Upon his head he Avears a straAv hat, although it is nearly Thanks- giAung time. He mutters to himself as he goes along. He doesn’t care about his looks, but thinks of a good dinner he Avill beg. EINAR JOHNSON, ’22. WAITING FOR THE TRAIN I am standing under the roof of the station. People come and go to the ticket office. Men a little way up the tracks are fixing the rails. Express men are carry- ing loads by me; some are loading them on trucks. Freight trains come through the station, some long and some short. In a feAv minutes I see a train coming; I ask the ticket agent if it goes to Boston. He says it does, so I get on and leave busy NeAv York behind. SAM MALONE, ’22. THE JUDGE The judge is a stern looking man. He has broad slim features. His face is very thin and Avrinkled, his eyes are set away back, and he has a white mustache. He Av’ears a black suit, a high Avhite collar, a red striped necktie, and usually black shoes. He ahvays looks very neat and prim as he sits behind his desk. The ex- pression he has on his face Avill almost tell you that he tries to deal fairly Avith every- MINNIE GOULD, ’22. AFTER THE SNOW-STORM After the snoAv had stopped falling I put on my Avraps and went out-doors. I stood at the corner of my house and looked doAATi the road. The trees AA-ere bent loAv AAUth the snoAv and the roofs of the houses Avere also covered. The sun Avas shining and the sky Avas bright blue. The sun made the snoAV sparkle like diamonds. This, if painted, Avould have made a very beautiful picture. LUCY SANDERS, ’22. THE COUNTRY IN SPRING I am standing in an open field in the early spring. All around me everything is bubbling over Avith the joy of living. Birds fly through the air tAvittering to each other, and perch on the branches of trees, still continuing their merry chatter. FloAvers are nodding brightly to the sun above, Avhich looks doAvn A dth beaming countenance on the happy Avorld. Trees are budding out Avith soft green balls ap- pearing here and there Avhich AAdll soon open and shoAV a bunch of leaves. In the distance far above the tree tops, a cloud of Avhite smoke rises into the air, and the AAarning Avhistle of an engine eA ' en seems to have a happy tone. Altogether, no one Avould realize that one part of the Avorld is in utter desolation and sorroAv. MAUD BURROWS, ’22. 10