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

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6 The Hamiltonian Exit Seniors ’28 We will see in years before us We are classmates though we part. Memories live with us forever, And are carved upon each heart. Time divides the joy and friendship We have shared with in the past; Time will send us through life’s door- way, Schooldays do not always last. Ever upward we will journey, “To the Stars,” our highest aim. None will falter in their purpose. Upward, toward the goal of fame. Of the teachers, friends and class- mates. Of the school we’ll often tell. As we end our happy sojourn. Seniors pause to bid “farewell.” — Mildred Baldwin, ’28, Washington! A s WE boarded the 4:04, we felt as though our life’s work had been completed and we were going for our final award. When we reached Boston and scrambled through the subway, grabbing seats in a very Bostonian manner, we began to won- der if it really was as great as others had said it was. Upon reaching the South Station, we were met by Mr. McCready who presented us with stickers and labels which gave us the appearance of being a much-traveled gi’oup. At this station, a special train awaited us and it was here that we met the Rockport crowd with whom Sv me of our classmates made vei ' y interesting acquaintances! While jolting along on the train to Fall River, we ate our lunch and be- gan to estimate how many of us would need Mother Sill’s Seasick Pills. At last we were at the dock and then aboard the boat. We stowed our luggage and began to explore the boat from the top-deck to the engine- room and then went to our bunks. Early in the morning came a call, “Four-thoity ! Four-thoity !” and we realized that traveling meant early hours. On our way to the dining- room, we met some people rushing to upper deck with a decidedly un- hungry air; however, most of the members of the class were good sail- ors and enjoyed their breakfast. Shortly afterwards, we boarded the train for Washington. We made a hurried stop at Philadelphia where we saw the statue of William Penn and Independence Hall through a misty rain. When we arrived at Washington, we boarded a bus and thought we were safely on our way to the DRISCOLL but our driver didn’t know where the hotel was, or the traffic rules either ! He was stopped by a traffic officer who re- peated in a parrot-like fashion, “Don’t you know any better? Don’t you know any better?” It seemed that he had driven right down the safety-zone and had frightened the pedestrians. We finally managed to get to the hotel and found our chap- erons in a great state of mind, think- ing we were lost. We had supper and those that felt equal to it went to the Fox, where they saw a mar- velous show. Sunday morning we were wakened e.arly and were taken to the Monas-

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The Hamiltonian 5 “Mary Corcoran hands on her abil- ity to keep quiet her many loves to. Carolyn South-wick. “Alma Mitchell gives Bessie Dunn her advice on keeping up the ‘ruling passion.’ “Caroline Alexander extends a helping hand to any junior who is troubled with nerves. “Dorothy Hatt leaves her place as ‘short-hand demon’ to Isabelle Cav- erly. “Mary Peterson gives her place, as the only senior to do her Latin faith- fully, to Menia Ready and hopes ‘it’s not the part she couldn’t do’ ! “Robert Robertson, 3rd, bequeaths his official position as senior fly catcher to Al. Malone. (Mr. Malone can only escape this by closing his mouth.) “William Allen gives the sweet bliss of finding ‘the girl from Rock- port’ in Washington to Peter Pappas. “Rena MacEwen bequeaths her po- sition of chaperon of the senior class while in Washington, to Muriel Pentz and hopes she will be as cap- able. “Eunice Dodge gives her un- obtrusive ways to Lillian Hatt. “Doris Honeysett bequeaths to Mary MacDonald her athletic prow- ess and hopes that she may find some opening in H. H. S. to show it. “Josephine Laski bequeaths her position as the champion speedy read- er of the senior class to Grace Me- lanson. “Being exceptionally valuable property, the senior class feels that it cannot part with the former un- less the juniors do consent with this oath: ‘We cross our hearts and hope to die’ that they will adopt, with no quarreling and argumentation, the great motto, which we have ever held before us, ‘Nihil Sine Lahore.’ “If this condition is not faithfully adhered to, our very valuable prop- erty shall be transferred to a fund for the building of a home for afflict- ed seniors. “To the people of Hamilton, and any others who have helped us to se- cure funds, we extend our hearty thanks and best wishes. “And now having disposed of our most valuable property, we sincerely hope that all who have been named are satisfied and will remember us long for our many and great virtues and not for our multitudinous and much greater faults. We extend our gratitude and best wishes to every- one and hope that sometime in the dim future we shall all meet again. “To this, our last will and testa- ment, we set our hand and seal in the town of Hamilton, Mass., on this the twenty-eighth day of June, Anno Domini, nineteen hundred and twenty-eight. “THE CLASS OF 1928. “Witnesses : “General Burbeck “Professor Relyea.”

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The Hamiltonian 7 tury. Upon our return, some went to see the president at church, while others remained in their rooms to v rite postal cards and rest for the trip to Arlington Cemetery. After seeing the Unknown Soldier’s Grave and the new Amphitheatre, we went to the Potomac Flying Field where some daring members of the class went up to get a “bird’s-eye view of the Capitol.” That evening, after supper, we went to the Congressional Library and saw a number of inter- esting things. The rest of the week we spent in seeing the Corcoran Art Gallery, Red Cross Building, Smith- sonian Institute, Lincoln Memorial, Pan-American Building, White House, Washington Monument, Capi- tol, Annapolis, and Mount Vernon. Mount Vernon was one of the nicest places we visited. Returning, we came up the Potomac, which, like other rivers of the south, is yellow and muddy-looking, a direct contrast to our clear, sparkling rivers of the North. Having spent an ex ' tra day at the capital, we started for home. One member of the class thought we would have as large a reception as we had on going away, but even the town-loiterers were elsewhere that morning. Ever since we have returned to school we have been told that we have been present in body but not in mind, but, when all is said and done, we still regard our diplomas as the real goal of our four years’ work in High School! — OoNAH Ryan, ’28. Bon Voyage to the Seniors N June 27 the Seniors leave us to “tread the merry measure” of the graduation music. We, the juniors, wish to say that we appreciate what they have done for us, but fully realize that they were far too busy to help us a great deal. The junior class is deeply indebted to the senior class president, Doris Honeysett, for under her able guid- ance we succeeded in making our junior prom a great success. Al- though many times the skies of deco- ration seemed overcast, Doris caused the clouds to disappear and the sun to shine. So great is our joy because of the approaching summer vacation that we find it difficult to think of our next year’s study before we grasp that flighty being in the distance — our diploma. When our predecessors, the Seniors of 1928, are traveling the paths of their chosen professions and appeal- ing to Minerva for help, we hope that they will not forget to ask a few tokens of that majestic goddess in the favor of those who still study to attain the desired goal. We also hope that Minerva will grace them with all her powers and we take this opportunity to wish them “bon voy- age” through their journey of life. — M. P., ’29.