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

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Junior High Department The clubs of the Junior High, which are now well under way, were organized toward the end of September, each hav- ing the supervision of an advisor. The following activities were chosen by the pupils from a suggestive list: Camera, Knitting, Stamp, Newspaper Reporting and Dramatics. Our Camera Club The Camera Club was organized the twenty-third of September, 1924, and club officers were elected as follows: President, Carolyn Alexander ; secre- tary. Mildred Baldwin; assembly com- mitee, Mary MacDonald. Pictures of the club, class officers, and the physical exercises have been taken and a field trip was enjoyed, taking pictures of various individuals. Postal cards have become the present feature of interest, and the club is preparing to give a talk on New England some time the last of October. Slides will be shown to suit your interests. The club hopes to -fur- nish interesting materials for the school this year. Mary MacDonald, Junior II. Stamp Collectors’ Club Much interest has been shown in the Stamp Club, the president of which is Maynard MacGregor. Other officers are: vice president, Homer Withee; secretary, Barbara Hobbs; treasurer, Peter Pappas. The stamp sheets are being printed. Many of the members have albums and others are going to get them. Every member finds the location of countries on the map as soon as he gets a stamp from that country. He also looks up the kind of government, the population, the area and the standard coin. The Knitting Club The knitting club has started and promises to be very successful. Miss Bucklin has become a member and has suggested that an exhibition of the work accomplished be held in the spring. Many of the girls have started sweat- ers, scarfs, and other things and we are hoping for a good year. — Mary MacDonald, Junior II. HALLOWE’EN Hallowe’en’s the time of year. When frost is on the grounds; With night full of ev’ry fear. And witches sit on mounds. Lanterns glowing here and there From windows dark they peer. Mystery seems to fill the air When Hallowe’en draws near. We cut the pumpkin by the fire As it flits and spits and glows. As shadows rise and hide They seem like hobgoblins’ foes. Into night’s darkness we go out. And laughter’s everywhere; Suddenly a ghostly shout Is heard, through the frosty air. — Mildred Baldwin, Junior II. Report of the Dramatic Club President, Mary Corcoran ; vice pres- ident, Oscar Lightbody; secretary, Rob- ert Robertson. Many original dramatizations by the pupils have been given, and much talent has been discovered. The members are looking forward to the production of Evangeline, Rip Van Winkle, and The Lady of the Lake, which are being adapted by group com- mittees from the various classes that are studying these pieces of literature.

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12 THE HAMILTONIAN Teacher— Give, “I give” in Latin. Pupil — Don’ know. Teacher — Correct. Drill on lie and lay H. H.— I lie — E. S. — I know you do. Miss Davey — Mason, get the District Attorney out of my pocket. A. M. — Is that where you keep your man? Miss Davey — Fold your papers from left to right. H. H. — Well I am left handed. Arthur Mason doesn’t believe in ex- pensive luxuries, at present an elastic band serves for his watch chain. From a Senior English paper: How many gables has the “House of Seven Gables?” Class Jokes, 1926 Roger Humphrey has lately been heard singing “Margie.” In Eng. Class : Miss Davey reading a sentence from a test paper. “Silas Marner lost all his money on his face.” Just the same we have some good atheletes among the teachers. Doucette is in hopes that the Juniors go to Beverly next year. East Hamilton is getting interesting for G. Hitchings lately. We wonder why? Class Jokes, 1927 Teacher — What is the meaning of im- minent, H — 1-d? H — 1-d — I haven’t got that far in the dictionary yet. Teacher — Class, I want you to write a 500-word story. Pupil — (interrupting) 500 words; I haven’t got that many in my vocab- ulary. A school paper is a great invention. For the school gets all the fame. The printer gets all the money And the staff gets all the blame. — J. B. ’27. If a stranger should happen along as the passing bell rang he might think that the Giants were scoring a “home run” by the way the Freshmen dash for the door. E. B. — “While going home last night we had to wait for the longest freight to go by ; Heavens, it was a yard long.” Sam — Well, she sent back my letters and demanded hers. Toney — Well, don’t worry — she might be only testing you. Sam — Yes, but I haven’t kept them. The other day the English teacher called on Caverly to recite. A girl’s voice was heard from the back of the room and the teacher asked if her name was Caverly. Whereon Mason answered from the front, “Not yet.” Ma — “Well Pa What ' s the “News to- night?” Pa — “Same as usual, two cents.”

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Smiles A s We Pass Along Teacher — I’m not very much in- terested in the fact that you are going through High school — but is the High school going through you? Jack Sampselle, at a hotel — Do you serve lobsters here? Waiter — Yes, sir, we serve anybody. Sit down. Miss Randell — Now, class. I’m dis- missing you ten minutes early today. Go out quietly, please, so as not to wake up the other class. Some men are entirely too literal. For instance the fellow who on leaving his hotel read a card on the door — “Stop! Have you left anything.” And he went back and took the soap and towels. Antonio — Do you sleep head first or feet first on a train? Coleen — I usually sleep all over at once. Conrad — You’re always late. You were late at the church when we were married. Blanche — Yes, but not late enough. Enid — So you let your old bookkeeper go. What was the trouble — couldn’t he balance his accounts? Fred — I’ll say he could. So well that he was beginning to juggle them! Glee Club Aspirant — When I sing I get tears in my eyes ; what can I do for this? Instructor — Stuff cotton in your ears. — Georgia Tech Yellow Jacket. Sunday-school teacher (desiring to impress on her class the meaning of re- turning thanks before a meal) — Willie, what is the first thing your father says when he sits down to the table? Willie — He says, “Go slow with the butter, kids; 75 cents a pound.” One swallow does not make a sum- mer, but one swallow of the stuff you get nowadays may make an early fall. — Judge. “Say, Officer, where’s the corner?” Why, you’re standing on it.” “Is that so, no wonder I could not find it.” A young husband could eat no more of his wife’s dinner: “That’s a pity, she said, “for if you don’t I shall have to give it to the dog.” “Yes, it’s a pity — it’s such a nice dog !” — Tit-Bits (London). Intelligent young son to father — Fath- er do you know that a device for elim- inating sleep has been invented? Father — Yes son, we used to have one in our home when you were a baby. If things don’t change the Juniors will have to come off their high horse. Learn to greet your friends with a smale. They carry too many frowns in their own hearts to be bothered with any of yours. Father — What are you crying for? Child — I’ve swallowed a pin. Father — Never mind, here’s another.