Hammond Central School - Spotlight Yearbook (Hammond, NY)

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HAMMOND. HIGH HAPPENINGS 15 densburg on the seventeenth of March. After Erva is Parson, the noted orator, who, it thinks could take the lead in the play entitled, “Peck's Bad Boy.” As its hand swings around to ten o’clock, it sees a noted character ascending the stairs, who is known throughout the school for his fondness of work and his habit of coming in late. I don’t have to tell you who this is because, by now, you have already guessed that it is none other than that celebrat- ed personage, who goes by the name of Dave Moore. Last, but not least, it sees our good friend, Carol John- son, who hails from that very well-known and historical country,: the Rossi e Hills, and she reminds us of that exqui- site piece of poetry, which goes like this:— A wise old owl sat in an oak, The more he heard, the less he spoke, The less he spoke, the more he heard; Why isn’t Carol more like this bird ? Janet Gallagher. “Creak” goes that step on the stairs as Mr. Northrup comes up on tiptoe. “Parson,” who has been bothering Hilda stops and digs into his Physics book as if Hilda never existed. Bill Massey who has been imi- tating everything from a grey goose shaft to a flintlock gun, digs into “History A.” Dave Moore engaged in earnest con- versation with Ella Mae settles down to “Caesar.” Carol, the note thrower, just in the act of slipping one over to Winona Slate puts the note in her desk' and grins at Mr. Northrup when he walks into the room. Ted, who has been waving a magic wand at Bill Gleason, decides to go to work. Roger Craig, who has been gossiping with Donald Dunham suddenly becomes interested in English III. A step on the stairs caused all this. Yet no teacher saw or heard a thing. Such is school. Malcolm Barney.

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14 HAMMOND HIGH HAPPENINGS WHAT THE SCHOOL CLOCK SEES The wise old clock hangs on the wall. It has no eyes but sees it all. It hangs there quietly through the day, And never thinks of giving anyone away. At nine o’clock they all file in, And then these thrilling sights begin. It watches the doings of every- one, And let me tell you sometimes it’s fun. They’d like to whisper, but no one dares Until perhaps someone ap- pears with a note from down stairs. Mr. Northrup suddenly starts For a certain room in lower parts. The atmosphere now seems to change, And the room indeed looks very strange. A movement here, a whisper there, And there’s a sudden stir most everywhere. It watches one pupil as she starts to chew, And if others had candy, they’d chew, too. All of a sudden there’s a creak on the stair. Up comes “Prof.”—silence in the air. Miss McClelland’s turn comes now. Does she watch ’em ? And how! Then comes Miss Charter as you know, Into the library she does go, And so on and on throughout the day, That wise old clock ticks the time away. It knows a lot it won’t tell, And keeps all secrets very well. Hilda Dake. As the pendulum methodi- cally swings to and fro on our old school clock, it sees long, lanky Donald Dunham, who has been chosen as the all- scholastic center of our league, and it says to itself, “No doubt, Don some day will be playing center on the famous New York Renaissance team.” Next in line it sees Erva McLear, our school artist, but it also notices that Erva’s hand is not so steady, since her trip to Og-

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16 HAMMOND HIGH HAPPENINGS HOBBIES AND WORRIES OF THE TEACHERS Maybe you won’t believe it, but our teachers are quite hu- man after all. Just to prove it, here are some of their chief worries and hobbies. Now, Mr. Northrup worries for fear that little black satch- el he carries to school, will fall open again, losing all the pa- pers so he will have to run aft- er them. His “principal” hobby is making out hard tests and his secondary one is “shooting at” wood chucks. Miss McClelland’s mind is never at ease because there might be another crash in the stock market. Then, too, she’s afraid she might be late for school some morning. Just to make sure she won’t she ar- rives about half past seven. Her hobby, since she’s had a car of her own, has been driv- ing through heavy traffic. Very recently she has seemed to en- joy training goldfish to per- form. Miss Charter has been wor- rying for fear everyone in town won’t notice that she has a new car. Her chief hobby is driving it around so that more and more people may have the extreme pleasure of viewing it. Miss Fay’s problem is keep- ing Malcolm Barney interest- ed in Theory class, when there are so many other things to di- vert his attention. Enjoying a good show is her chief pastime. Miss Allen has qualms ev- ery time she drives down the Bay Road, because she might meet those Border Patrolmen again. Playing the Jew’s harp fills all her leisure hours. Miss Rutherford worried about driving through the snow—last winter, but now that’s over, so she’s carefree and able to indulge in her chief hobby, pigmy golf. Miss Mayne’s chief trouble is “the younger generation.” No wonder. She teaches the primary room. Her pleasantest moments are thinking about nice things she’d like to do. Poor girl! It seems as though our worthy janitor ought to be mentioned somewhere. Just now Albert is worrying about whether or not the new teach- ers for next year will be pret- ty. His hobby is polishing his car. So thus endeth the low-down on those who rule the school.