Holbrook High School - Echo Yearbook (Holbrook, MA)

Text from Pages 1 - 44 of the 1929 volume:

The American Home the Safeguard of American Liberties Holbrook Co-operative bank Town Hall Building Fred A. Gardner President Ernest S. Rogers Vice-President Frederic W. Blanchard Treasurer Loans made on Homes at 6% interest Deposits credited with 6% interest Begin to save when you begin to earn New series begin in June and December Mouthfuls of Nourishment There is nothing better than (Pure) Ice Cream. Children yearning for sweets are satisfied (wisely) and with their health always in mind. Pure Ice Cream costs more to produce than where sub- stitutes or cheap ingredients are used, but poor quality never built up a successful demand. Our trade-mark guarantees the kind of Ice Cream you are glad to buy again and again. HOOKER BROS. Tel. 0470-W Randolph Holbrook, School Street THE ECHO Vol. VI No. 2 Sumner High School, Holbrook, Mass., June, 1929 ECHO STAFF EDITOR-IN-CHIEF ASSISTANT EDITOR ASSISTANT EDITOR BUSINESS MANAGER ASSISTANT MANAGER ASSISTANT MANAGER LEAGUE REPRESENTATIVE .... LITERARY EDITOR LITERARY EDITOR ATHLETIC EDITOR ATHLETIC EDITOR JOKE EDITOR ALUMNI EDITOR FOREIGN DEPARTMENT EDITOR ART EDITOR EXCHANGE EDITOR CLASS OF 1929 EDITOR CLASS OF 1930 EDITOR CLASS OF 1931 EDITOR CLASS OF 1932 EDITORS FACULTY ADVISER Basil Martin, Jr. Claire Roach Wallace Hancock, Jr. Hazel Tibbets Thorndike Flye Frederick Crosby Hazel Tibbetts Louise Hutchins Alma Cummings Allan McKinlay Christina Callahan Dorothy Ahearn Ruth Dyer Evelyn Hill Dorothy Brown Penelope Hutchinson Adelaide Hadfield Myron Holbrook Marieta Reagan Lorine Regan, Christie Hayden Miss Kathryn Megley CONTENTS ALUMNI DEPARTMENT 3 ATHLETICS 20 DEDICATION 3 EDITORIALS 3 EXCHANGES 5 FOREIGN DEPARTMENT 24 JUNIOR HIGH DEPARTMENT 28 LITERATURE 14 SCHOOL NOTES 6 s 03 rG Q fi - ctXl in . JH .2 ®-M§ T3 53 2 • C ? m Jh • - C3 o C JV.C s ' §, « -;S 0 S C 03 - J d s£ a,- T3 o Sh - Jh d bti g o • ' - s « S o • S Q ,0 c - M o -CO -M C O M Si U IjSJ . ! ON tpq 5 5 «.2 - .W O C Cffi ►h cr « «« a« c jH ID rC m o • c H Ctf Q H « OTH � ' 03 . . .S w « oX „ „ £ C -£ ° 3 O “ ««i£ ■- S ' sj w l . f WP x be • r S t O’ «H v o tf THE ECHO 3 DEDICATION This issue of the Echo is affectionately dedicated to the class of 1929. This class, being the first of any to graduate from the new Sumner H igh School, has for four years done its best to build up and support the standards and morals of the Sumner High School. It is with a feeling of re- gret that the undergraduates see this class leave for higher works and aims. YOUR “ECHO” “Why should we subscribe for an ‘Echo’ ?” you hear many pupils query. “We never have anything to say about it — just write something that never gets in, any- way.” That is, of course, a rather nat- ural attitude to take if you have never stopped to consider what you really do do to help the Echo. What is the Echo anyway? Why, what is it but an echo of your school life ? The pictures, jokes, stories, school notes, and, in fact, everything in the paper in an echo of what you have done. If you took the same attitude toward the other activities such as plays, dances, and other parties just because you didn’t get them up, I ' m pretty sure you’d have a very dull time in school. Come to think of it. you pupils who aren’t on the Echo Staff really enjoy the “Echo” more, because you haven’t read it through and through as we have. Of course, we enjoy seeing our work done, but it is different than never having seen it. But, to return to the point, those pupils say they never have anything to do with the “Echo”. How foolish! Why, of course they do. Perhaps they don’t have the work (and fun, too) of reading proofs, soliciting “ads”, and begging subscriptions practic- ally on bended knee, but, indirectly, every- one is connected with the “Echo”. All of the sports enter into it, certainly. All the clubs do, too. And class meetings, no one will deny that. It is the stude nt body as a whole that makes the Echo what it is, not one or two. Team work and co-operation is needed. No Napoleonism. Remember that, you “grumpers”, and change your tune! Dorothy Brown, ’30. CLASS OF ’29 The time draws near when the class of ’29 will have to leave its school and teachers and will follow the footsteps of the preceding classes. What will you do? Where will you go? These are only two of the many questions asked. It is not an easy situation to leave your teacners anu lower class mates ana go out into the cruel business world alone, and to build your own future. It might seem easy at first thought, but as we pause to think deeper into this matter, many aitficult questions and fears arise. Day by day we come nearer to the end, and day by day the fears and sorrows become clearer without deep thought. Classes and classes have passed into the same world and strive to conquer their ambitions. We, the class of ’29, are another one of these classes that will follow in their footsteps. When we entered our freshman year, our hopes ran “sky high”, and we looked eag- erly forward to the day when our ambi- tions would be fulfilled. But our hopes were wrong. As we look back, we see that we knew not of the pain and sorrow of leaving our friends and teachers. What a lot of difference a few years can make. Only three years later and we begin to realize how hard it is to leave our lower class mates and our teachers who have done all in their power to qualify us for the business world requirements. Margaret Mugrdichian, ’29. Brud (to auto salesman): “I’d like to see a good used car.” Salesman: “So would I.” 4 THE ECHO EDUCATION AND SUCCESS I wonder how many of us realize how much of our success in later life depends on our success in High School. It seems as though many of us feel that the four years spent in High School are just a means of putting in time until we reach an age of discretion and are able to work out our own ways and means of passing through this short life. Most of us have dreams of becoming eminently successful in some line of work. Many of us sit back and dream and wait for the time to come when we will make a debut as a great author, singer, orator, statesman, lawyer, doctor, or scientist. Think how few of the really “big” men and women of to- d ay that there are, who sat back in their chairs and waited until someone came and said, “My fine fellow, (or young lady), I feel that in you I have found the eighth wonder of the world. I am so sure of your abilities that I am willing to spend my whole fortune in backing you.” I think of this kind you will find scarce- ly any. The kind of men and women the world wants today are the kind who are ready to forge ahead and work out their own salvation. In high school we are given every possi- ble advantage. Capable teachers guide us in our work. We have a principal who is always ready to help or advise, and then, too, we may choose a course to our own liking. How hard it is for us to realize, (living as we do in this period), the hardships that people have undergone to gain educa- tion which is the foundation of success. The difficulties which confronted Abraham Lincoln are mere words to us. Occasion- ally we read of people who have suddenly risen from nothing to everything, perhaps from a laborer to a writer of lofty poetry. They have never been to high school and yet have gained success. You say to your- self, “How can a man who is uneducated and ignorant reach such a goal?” He is neither uneducated or ignorant; he is merely one of the struggling thousands who have not had the advantage that we have and has pursued study under condi- tions that would cause us to gasp in sur- prise. I am sure that this man has more ambition than many of us have who would give up the thought of education entirely, if we were confronted with such difficul- ties. Why can’t we take advantage of the splendid opportunities that are given us in high school ? Why can’t we realize that the education we obtain while we are here is the portal to success? When one reaches his or her senior year in high school, he or she is either sadly disappointed in the results of the three previous years, or else full of confidence and certainty of the future because of past results. One has realized by then, that patient waiting alone can not satisfy his dream. There must be something behind the ex- pectation. There must be work which will lead to realization. Some of us may have gained sufficient training in high school so that we need go no further. Others of us feel that we can not scale the heights without more prep- aration. In either case a good high school record {is desirable. Each year institu- tions of learning are raising their stand- ards because of the increasing number of applicants for admission. Employers re- quire employees who have been ambitious enough to cultivate an active mind. These are easily recognized with the aid of their previous records. Now is the time Freshies, Sophs, and Juniors to wake up. Raise your grade and your chances for success in later life. Dorothy Field, ’29. “WE OURSELVES” Upon us, ourselves, rests the future; so let us choose a career before it is too late. Whether our future lives rest in our own home land of America or in the far off sands of Egypt, we should be prepared. The national slogan of the Boy and Girl Scouts of America are those two words, “Be Prepared”. Have we ourselves ever stopped to analyze what those two simple words mean? The infinitive to be always suggests something in the future, something to come. That something may be vague, it may rise up on the horizon and destine the whole future in our lives. The only way to receive that vague something is to pre- pare for it. Whether we prepare our minds, our bodies, or some material things, it matters little, as long as we are prepared. Some time next month we will receive a diploma. This diploma will signify that we, ourselves, have successfully com- pleted out twelve years of education in the public schools of America. Let us, when our name is called and we take that piece of paper into our hands, be prepared. Being prepared, means picking a voca- tion of some kind that will help us to spend the rest of our lives successfully, helping ourselves. When that night of graduation comes, we will all set out in different paths of life. But no matter what the distance that separates us, our thought will always re- turn to Sumner High, the place where we spent four happy years together. Hazel Tibbetts, ’29. Miss Megley: “Give me the principal parts of think.” M. Regan: “Think, thank, thunk.” THE ECHO 5 THE B’S” Start your hive now, Freshmen, so that when you are Seniors you may harvest the honey. The first bee to gain is BRAVERY. We all surely must be brave. When we enter high school, obstacles arise on all sides. We — are afraid. There is nothing disgrace- ful in being afraid; it is when we yield to fear that we are cowards. But “Conquer we must, in God is our trust” is our na- tional slogan; so represent your school and be brave. Put down those obstacles that are before you and go on. The second bee is BELIEVE! Can you freshmen or any of us accomplish our ends and reach our long dreamed of goals un- less we believe? Believe in God, in those about us. Trust one another. It is the surest way of making friends, and what is better after all in this world than friends. They are the ones who will help to pull us through. The third bee says, “BAND together; therein lies your strength.” Help each other accomplish tasks that are too Bur- densome for one. When one cannot ac- complish a task, two may succeed. So help one another, and by doing so, help yourself. Does our school want slackers? No. Then “Keep BUSY.” He is the fourth bee, one of the most important. He teaches us that idleness is only folly. When our brains are idle, we become dull and listless. The four years slip by, and what have we done? We expect to reap rewards but find that our four years have been wasted. The hive is empty, and we are kept back or thrust out into the world without our high school aim, our diploma, the in- signia of four years of diligent high school work. So work, Freshmen. Gain those four bees for your hive, so that you can gain your diploma, and that after vou have gained it and are out in the world, you can say, “We have been BRAVE and put down our fears; we have BELIEVED in God and those about us; we have BANDED together and helped each other; we have kept BUSY and worked, and now we are reap- ing the harvest of honey from our hive, “the benefits of a High School Diploma.” Hazel Tibbetts, ’29. The Seven Ages of Women 1. The infant. 2. The little girl. 3. The miss. 4. The young woman. 5. The young woman. 6. The young woman. 7. The young woman. SUMMA CUM LAUDE Reflector — Your school has talent in the literary lines. The humor of your newspaper is worthy of applause. Wampatuck — Your Exchange column is unusual and very interesting. The School Notes are well written. Arguenot — Your magazine is very complete in all ways. It shows good work on the “ads”. Abhis — Why not have a heading for your poetry? Your Exchange Column is inter- esting. The Quill — A good idea for the Exchange Depart- ment. The other sections are rather small — especially the Athletics. CUM LAUDE Red and Black — The Reviews, News Records and Letter Box are noticeable. Spice Box — Although small, the paper is very good. Eastoner — Your paper is well balanced. Semaphore — This is a well written paper. Climber — “The poem “My Little Lady” shows tal- ent. Why not have a few more Editorials? School Notes, and Athletics are good. Hermiad — “Buddies” is an appealing story. Periscope — “God’s Revenge” is worthy of its posi- tion in your magazine. Courier — “The Revenge” mak s good reading. Congratulations for the New High School. We feel that the Stetson Oracle and the Parrot have too many advertisements for the amount of news and other departments. Penelope Hutchinson, ’30. Mim West: “Say. Flossie Tibbetts isn’t getting much sleep lately.” Claire Roach: “Why, how’s that?” Mim West: “Well, Hazel’s learning to drive a car, and every five minutes she gets up and moves the bed so she won’t violate the parking laws.” To The Alumni: If you have not been keeping in touch with S. H. S. why not start now by sub- scribing to the “ECHO”? Many events are recorded in this paper which are wor- thy of your attention. As Alumni you should be the strongest supporters of the school, and interested in her progress. Your interest should not cease with gradu- ation for you have formed friendships here that should not be forgotten. 6 THE ECHO StLI Notes T HONOR ROLL 1928-1929 The following have all A’s for the year. Senior Class: Alma Cummings, Adelaide Hadfield, Hazel Tibbetts; Junior Class: Dorothy Brown; Freshman Class: Francis Moran. The following have nothing below a B for the year. Senior Class: Merton Mann, Marjorie Meara, Margaret Mugrdichian, Claire Roach, Francis Smith, Edith Weatherby; Junior Class: Wallace Han- cock, Myron Holbrook, Stanley White; Sophomore Class: Rita Hutchins, Marion Behan; Freshman Class: Ruth Dickerman, Ruth Churchill, Myrtle Rollings, Adrienne McMurray, Carol Coulter, Arnold Orcutt, Hugh Smith. LEAGUE MEETING The Southeastern League of School Pub- lications held their second annual meeting, Wednesday, January 23, 1929, at Stetson High School, in Randolph. A delegation of eight were present from Holbrook. From three to three forty-five o’clock registration took place in the main front corridor. At the close of this period a general as- sembly took place in Chapin Hall. Selec- tions were played by the school orchestra, and the delegates were welcomed to Ran- dolph by Principal Chapin. Instructions were given by President McAleer as to how to reach the different departmental meet- ings. Miss Megley and Dorothy Brown at- tended the executive meeting Basile Mar- tin and Wallace Hancock took an active part in the editors-in-chief meeting. The business managers’ meeting was attended by Evelyn Hill. Penelope Hutchinson at- tended the literary meeting while Dorothy Ahearn attended the joke meeting. Chris- tina Callahan attended the athletic meet- ing. A bountiful supper was served in the lunch room at the school. Community sing- ing was led by Mr. Murphy of Stetson High. An address was given by Mr. Rich- ard A. Stout, President of the Harvard Crimson, on “School Publications”. On reassembling in Chapin Hall a read- ing was given by Mrs. Marie Helen Car- ney, President of the Randolph Teachers’ Association. Another address was given on, “Could ‘You’ Report It Accurately?” by Mr. Charles Sherwood Ricker, former newspaper man and lecturer on journalism. Music was then furnished for dancing by the Troubadours. We had a grand time. Did you? SOUTHEASTERN MASSACHUSETTS LEAGUE OF SCHOOL PUBLICATIONS The third annual League meeting took place at Weymouth High School, March 27, 1929. Thirteen delegates were present from Holbrook. At three o’clock we all gathered at Sumner High School were three autos were waiting to take us to our destination. Registration took place at Weymouth High School from three to four o’clock. Registration was followed by an assem- bly in the main hall of their spacious school building. Selections were played by the orchestra and one stanza of “America” was sung by all. We were then cordially welcomed by Mr. Hilton, principal of Wey- mouth High School. The president of the league, James McAleer, gave instructions how to reach the different departmental meetings which were to take place direct- ly after the assembly. The following meetings: Executive Com- mittee, Editors-in-Chief, Business Man- agers, Literary, Athletics, Jokes, and the general meeting were all well attended by Holbrook delegates. From 5.15 to 5.45 a general meeting was held in the assembly halls. Reports of the different meetings were read, and two delegates from Bridgewater Normal School sooke on their trip to New York to the Columbia Interscholastic Press Convention. The next half-hour was spent in a tour of the building. McKinlay certainly enjoyed himself dur- ing this time. Supper took place in the girls’ gym- nasium. We all wish to thank Weymouth High School for that supper, not only for the quality of the food, but because there was plenty of it. Community singing followed under the direction of Mr. Caldewood, Supervisor of Music at Weymouth. An address was given by Mr. Leonard Ware, Jr., of the Boston Herald. THE ECHO 7 We all adjourned to the assembly hall after the supper where selections were given by the High School Band. Another address was given by Mr. Harland Rat- cliffe, of the Boston Transcript. The last thing on the program was a motion picture “Telling the World”, star- ring Will Haines. All delegates from Holbrook reached this little town before mid-night. The fourth annual meeting of the South- eastern League of School Publications was held at Rockland High School, May 24, 1929. Registration took place in the main cor- ridor from three forty-five to four-ten. All delegates then met in the assembly hall where a brief welcome was given by Prin- cipal Williams, and instructions were given by President McAleer. The executive meeting was attended by Hazel Tibbetts; Wallace Hancock attended the editors’ meeting and was very fortun- ate to be called on to lead the meeting when Mr. Shipman was called from the room. The business managers’ meeting was at- tended by Thorndike Flye. In the absence of “Bud” Martin, Miss Megley attended the athletic meeting. The exchange and alumni meeting was attended by Penelope Hutch- inson and Ruth Dyer. Dorothy Brown at- tended the literary meeting. A general meeting was then held in the assembly hall where brief reports of all the meetings were given. Supper was held in the cafeteria, and I am sure everyone had all he could eat, at least I did. At the meeting in the assembly hall an address was given by Mr. Josenh Murphy, secretary of the Columbia Scholastic Press Association, who founded the S. M. L. of S. P. Introductions were given to the new of- ficers of the League for the coming years of 1929 and 1930. Holbrook High School is very proud that it is honored by having two candidates elected. Wallace Hancock. Jr., was elected as the coming president and Thorndike Flye as treasurer. This is the first time since Holbrook has been in the League that it has been so honored. A past president’s charm was presented to President McAleer who has so faith- fully served the League this last year. Vaudeville acts were presented by pupils of Rockland Junior Senior High School. Hazel Tibbetts, League Representative. HONOR ROLL IN TYPEWRITING Certificate Underwood Alma Cummings Miriam West Adelaide Hadfield Margaret Mugrdichian Dorothy Ahearn Dorothy Brown L. C. Smith Alma Cummings Miriam West Adelaide Hadfield Margaret Mugrdichian Chester Williamson Merton Mann George Sears Dorothy Brown Rita Levangie Bronze Pin Underwood Alma Cummings Miriam West Adelaide Hadfield L. C. Smith Alma Cummings Miriam West Adelaide Hadfield Margaret Mugrdichian Silver Pin Underwood Alma Cummings L. C. Smith Alma Cummings Dorothy Ahearn and Alma Cummings of the commercial department have obtained positions with Boston firms so that they are excused from school work for the rest of the year. However, they will be with us on Graduation Day. The following letter has been received from the firm for which Dorothy is work- ing: R. H. Hinkley Co., Boston, Mass. Dear Miss Collins: Miss Dorothy Ahearn, who will graduate from Sumner High School in June, is now employed in our office as a stenographer, and general assistant in our Credit De- partment. Her ability to take hold of her duties shows clearly the training that you give in your business course. Yours truly, John A. Haughn, Credit Manager Miss Collins (explaining the word thief to the Shorthand class): “Now, Henry, if I put my hand in your pocket, and took out a quarter, what would I be?” Allan McKinley (supposedly a study pupil): “A magician.” 8 THE ECHO Commercial Club Notes On Friday, March 15, the Commercial Club held a St. Patrick’s Day Party. The committee in charge was Edith Johnson, Dorothy Ahearn, William Stodder, and Merton Mann. The entertainment was furnished by four Senior girls, in the form of a play, en- titled, “Pickles, Bonbons, and Temper”. The cast was as follows: Aunt Hattie Miriam West Amelia Claire Roach Rose Evelyn Rosenquist Wards of Aunt Hattie Philip Buck Margaret Mugrdichian After the play games and dancing were enjoyed, and refreshments were served by the committee. One of the features of the day was the special ice cream which was made in the form of a shamrock. The icing on the cakes was also in keeping with the occasion. Bridge and Whist Party On Friday evening, May 10, the Commer- cial Club held a very successful bridge and whist party in the school Assembly Hall. The committees in charge were as follows: Card and Table Committee, Miriam West, Thomas Ahern, and Thorndike Flye; Com- mittee on prizes, Anna McCarthy, Mar- garet Mugrdichian, and Ardelle Wilde; Committee on tickets, Rita Levangie, Mar- jorie Meara, and Dorothea Loeffler. The committees were aided by Miss Collins and Miss Damon, our faculty advisers. Much of our success was due to the zeal- ous work of the committees in charge. The prizes were very good, and were donated by local merchants. There were nine tables of bridge and about twenty-five of whist. High scores in bridge was held by Miss Kathryn Megley, and the highest in whist, by Merton Mann. W€ have received many compliments for our first attempt at any such form of en- tertainment. The profit realized, about $35.00, was donated to the moving picture machine fund. ELECTRIC ASSEMBLY Through the courtesy of Mr. Roy Smith of the board of selectmen, the students of the high school enjoyed a talk and demon- stration by Mr. Harry White, representa- tive of the General Electric Company. He told us some very interesting things about electrical inventions and discoveries and showed up some of the uses of the Ultra- Violet Rays. His talk on the history of lamps was very interesting and was accom- panied by samples of lamps from Jesus’ time to the incandescent lamps of today. He showed us radium in tube, quartz, neon light, and other very interesting things. He concluded his program with a demon- stration with his trick hat. THE TELEPHONE ASSEMBLY On April 26, 1929, through the courtesy of The New England Telephone and Tele- graph Company and Mr. Caswell of the school committee an assembly program was given. A miniature telephone office or ex- change was set up on the stage, and two men and two women demonstrated how calls were put through from one house to another. The demonstration was both in- structive and amusing. FRESHMAN CLASS NOTES The Freshman class held a class meet- ing on January 9, 1929. This meeting was held for the purpose of electing new class officers. They are as follows: president, Roy Boss; vice president, Edna Linn; sec- retary, Lorine Regan; treasurer, Donald Crane. Plans were made also for a sleigh- ride, but was later abandoned. The Freshmen held their assembly on January 10, 1929. The school gave a sa- lute to the flag. Mr. Bunnell gave an in- teresting talk, followed by a piano solo by Adrienne MacMurray. Edna Linn, Hugh Smith, and John O’Connor took part in a one act play called “A Marriage Proposal”. Following that Hugh Smith gave a violin solo accompanied by Adrienne MacMur- ray. The school then sang “Charles Sum- ner”. The assembly was enjoyed by ev- eryone. Lorine Regan, ’32. The Freshman Class held a class meet- ing March 15, 1929. Only a few attended this meeting. They discussed plans for the coming assembly. The Freshman class conducted their sec- ond assembly in the gym, on Thursday, April 25. The program was as follows: Salute to the Flag Orchestra Selection — Echoes of Naples Violin Solo Frances Ahern (Accompanied by Adrenne MacMurray) Speaker Mr. McLaughlin Violin Solo Hugh Smith (Accompanied by Miss Murphy) Orchestra Selection — Flower Song Charles Sumner By the school Christie Hayden, Lorine Regan, Class Representatives. Ardelle Wilde: “Lott’s wife didn’t have anything on Dot Webber.” Evelyn Salter: “What’s the big idea?” Ardelle Wilde: “Well, Lott’s wife looked back and turned into a pillar of salt.” Evelyn Salter: “Yes, yes, but what has Lott’s wife got to do with Dot Webber?” Ardelle Wilde: “Well, Dot Webber looked back and turned into a traffic signal.” THE ECHO 9 Lower Row (left to right): G. Sears, V. Naverouskis, L. Dalton, E. Sanger, R. Batchelder, W. Hancock, Jr., C. Waters, M. Mann, F. Crosby. Top Row: H. Tibbetts, D. Ahearn, A. Hadfield, A. Cummings, E. Hill, C. Roach. THE THREE GRACES The Three Graces, a comedy in three acts, was presented in the Sumner High School hall, Friday, January 18, 1929, for the benefit of the Athletic Association. The plot centered around the inherit- ance of a fine, old house by Nancy Marsh- all, a junior in Hargate College. Dorothy Ahearn made a very fine hostess of the Three Graces. She was ably assisted by Frederick Crosby, who played opposite her, and who did a fine job as Bob Nor- dyke, the “heartbreaker of Hargate”, and, incidentally, the star quarterback of the college football team. To complete the trio of the Graces were Harriet Holmes, a very studious girl, who “wouldn’t look at the best man living”, and Sarah Chadsey, who “dieted between luncheon and tea”. These parts were played by Adelaide Had- field and Alma Cummings, respectively. The part of Miss Eloise Smythe, the fash- ionable snob, who had plans to capture DREAMS At night when I crawl into bed, And after all my prayers are said, I cuddle down, and sure enough, I’m fast asleep like our cat, Fluff. It seems that then I’m far away Where lords and ladies grandly play, A land wherein no woe or sorrow A land that won’t exist tomorrow. But just as I begin to dance, And have from many a knight a glance, I hear my mother calling me, And dreams fade into memory. Alma Cummings, ’29. Bob, was played by Claire Roach. Other characters of importance were Mr. Sims, Nancy’s attorney, Merton Mann; Pinkie Davis, Sarah’s “flaming freshman”, Bobby Batchelder; Miss Price, head of the Do- mestic Science Department, Evelyn Hill; Horace Babson, the demon English in- structor, who finally captured Harriet’s heart, Wallace Hancock; Dean Coulter, Lawrence Dalton; Edna Carr, Eloise’s cats- paw, Marjorie Still; coach, Carlton Waters; Capt. Brown, Vincent Naverouskis; cheer leader, Edward Sanger; and dancing cou- ples. The scene of Act 1 was the Ogleby draw- ing-room. Acts 2 and 3 was the same room transferred into the Three Graces’ Tea- room. The hall was well filled in spite of the prevailing sickness, and the sum of $58.00 was turned over to the Athletic Associa- tion. A DREAM In a little valley yonder, In a cozy little nook, There sometimes I sit and ponder, As I watch the murmuring brook. Through the grassy land it wanders, Over pebbles, large and small, And while sitting there, I wonder, “Is not life lovely after all.” This is known as “HAPPY VALLEY”, “GLADNESS”, is the silver stream, Then in a while, my thoughts do rally, 1 awaken from my dream. Agnes Borton, ’29. 10 THE ECHO Lower Row (left to right): A. Cummings, H. Tibbetts, C. Roach, L. Hutchins. Top Row: C. Ferguson, F. Crosby, M. Mann, F. Smith. TAKE MY ADVICE Was it a hit! Well, you should have seen “Take My Advice,” a comedy in three acts given by the Senior Class. The part of the hero, Bob Mannion was successfully taken by Merton Mann. The part of the heroine, Peggy Acton, was played by Claire Roach. Now we ask you again. Could they end up a show? Well I’m sure the ending of the play was worth fifty cents. Frederick Crosby played the role of Jimmy Samson, a young man whose busi- ness it was to wake up towns, and for once he succeeded when he awoke the town of Eureka, where Bob Mannion was editor of the newspaper. Hazel Tibbetts played the role of Virgy Mannion, Bob’s sister and a very saucy girl, working in the office of the Eureka News. Jud Fenton, a lazy town character, who had never been accused of working, was taken by Charles Ferguson. Alma Cum- mings took the part of Mrs. Nelson Dodd, a social power in Eureka. Best of all was the laugh created by Francis Smith in taking the role of John Wargrim, a great power in the state who controlled and dominated Eureka. Louise Hutchins played the part of Marcia Wargrim, the daughter of John Wargrim. The play itself is a story of a small town that is dominated by one man, John Wargrim, who has a hold over Bob Man- nion who is editor of the town newspaper. Jimmy Sampson is secretly hired by Peggy Acton, Bob Mannion’s sweetheart, to awaken the town. He is very successful even to getting himself a girl, Virgy Man- nion. Jimmy almost succeeded in getting Jud Fenton to work. John Wargrim is discovered, by Peggy Acton who is in truth Peggy Wargrim, to be mixed up in a scheme, deposing her of her wealth every year. Consequently the play ended with Marcia Wargrim losing Bob Mannion and Peggy Acton gaining him. The Senior Class hopes that everyone who attended the play enjoyed every min- ute of the performance. SENIOR CLASS NOTES On January 15 the Senior Class held a very interesting meeting. It was voted to pay 15 cents as class dues. The president, Basil Martin, appointed the following com- mittee for the second assembly: Evelyn Hill, Vincent Naverouskis, Hazel Tibbetts, Joseph Hooker, Louise Hutchins. A com- mittee to meet representatives from photography studios was also appointed, consisting of the following: Francis Smith, Claire Roach, Chester Williamson, and Ed- ward Sanger. Friday, February 15, the Senior Class conducted their second assembly of the year. The committee in charge arranged a pleasing program which included the fol- lowing: 1. Salute to the Flag 2. Orchestra Selections 3. “Down Mobile” Senior Girls’ Sextet THE ECHO 11 (Miriam West, Louise Brown, Martha Kierstead, Evelyn Rosenquist, Alma Cummings, and Adelaide Hadfield) 4. “Washington and Lincoln” Reading by Adelaide Hadfield 5. “The Harlem Goat” Senior Boys’ Sextet (Frederick Crosby, Chester Williamson, Henry Richardson, George Sears, Mer- ton Mann, and Thomas Ahearn.) 6. “The Mourning Veil” Reading by Claire Roach 7. “The Old Mill Stream” Senior Girls’ Sextet 8. “Origin of St. Valentine’s Day” Evelyn Hill 9. Orchestra Selections The assembly was concluded with the singing of the National Anthem by the school. A special meeting of the Senior Class was held on March 5, in Room 10. The ob- ject of the meeting was to make plans for the Senior Class Drama. It was voted to have Miss Megley, our faculty adviser, coach the play. Miss Megley has read sev- eral plays and has selected “Take My Ad- vice”, which has a cast of four boys and four girls. JUNIOR CLASS NOTES The first meeting of the Junior class for the new year 1929 was held in Miss Damon’s room on January 15. Carlton Waters, president, called the meeting to order at 1.50 P. M. The principal topic for discussion was a “sleigh ride”, the class finally voting for this and appointing as committee of arrangements Thorndike Flye, chairman, Christine Callahan, and Wallace Dana. As in the past two years the snow failed to materialize, and for the third time the sleigh ride was given up. On January 16 at the request of the “ring” committee a meeting was held to decide upon the class rings. It was voted to purchase from O’Neal and Cossella, the price of the rings being $7.00. Three mem- bers not voting, on the recount the vote was a tie, and the “ring” question was laid on the table. On January 31, another meeting for de- ciding upon class rings was called. After much discussion it was voted (a careful note being taken) to buy the rings from Peters of Boston, the price of this being $6.50. The ring chosen was a heavy, clean cut type, the center square set in a narrow frame on the left of which were figures 19, and on the right 30. Above in tiny raised golden letters was the word Sumner and below the words, High School. A raised green enamel shield on which is a golden “S” is in the center of this square shield. Resting on the top of the shield is a sym- bolic lamp of Grecian learning. On each side of the square is this same symbol, the top of the lamp against the golden frame. This was the ring which the class chose for their emblem; so thoroughly satisfied, the meeting was adjourned. On February 8th the representative from Peter’s firm measured the class for their rings. The junior members of the Echo staff for once were in luck as a regular meeting being held, we were fortunate in getting first measure and an early dinner. On March 11 the President called a meeting for the express purpose of notify- ing the class that after five ring sessions the circlets had arrived, but none was to be delivered but on cash proposition. The 22nd of March found the junior class holding its second assembly of the school year. A flag salute was called for by the president, Carlton Waters, and this was followed by a selection by the school orchestra. Ruth Dyer came next on the program with a piano solo. The speaker of the day was the Reverend Homer Paige who gave a very interesting talk on “Un- selfishness and Helping Others”. The orchestra concluded the entertainment with two selections. Another meeting called March 26 to find out just how much money the class treas- ury held, for the Junior Prom, was the next note of interest to the class, and the funds were quite an important item. The committee of arrangements appointed were Wallace Hancock, chairman; Penelope Hutchinson, Ruth E. Dyer, and Allan Mc- Kinlay. There being no other subject for discussion, the meeting was adjourned. May 15 a class meeting was called to hear the report of the Prom committee. Chairman Wallace Hancock reported that as the funds were low very little had been done, but the class cheerfully overlooked all financial difficulties and decided to hold the Prom, upon the 31st of May, appoint- ing Stanley White to take charge of the tickets; Ardelle Wilde, the advertising posters; and Dorothy Brown, to attend to the decorating. As usual, one last question and an im- portant one that of music for the evening, was to be decided upon, but after the reg- ular amount of pros and cons it was left for the committee to decide upon the orchestra. No other routine before the class the meeting adjourned subject to fu- ture calls at any date. Myron Holbrook, Junior Class Representative. Allan McKinley (at the telephone): “Hello, is Hazel there?” Hazel: “No, she has gone to bed. Any message?” Allan: “Who is this?” Hazel: “This is my sister, Mildred.” 12 THE ECHO WHO’S WHO IN THE JUNIOR CLASS OUR KIDS’ PARTY President: Carleton Waters Vice-President: Dorothy Brown Secretary: Dorothea LoefFler Class Editor: Myron Holbrook Treasurer: Wallace Dana Junior shiek: Henry Kemp The tallest: Henry Drummond The shortest: Evelyn Salter Junior hero: Clifton Baker Most dignified: Penelope Hutchinson Most poetic: J. Allen McKinlay Best natured: Edith Johnson Cutest: Marjorie Still Most studious: Wallace Hancock, Jr. Class beauty: Marion Wilbur Most dramatic: William Stodder Most humorous: Evelyn Sullivan Jolliest: Ardelle Wilde Most generous: Thorndike Flye Most mischievous: Anna McCarthy Most polite: Dean Willis Most playful: Ora Randall Most intelligent: Alphonse Cartollo Verna Thomas, ’30. Left to right: L. Hutchins, E. Rosenquist, M. Kierstead, E. Hill. On Friday, March the first, The kids from far and near All dressed in blue and pink With toys all gathered here. The race of Kiddie Cars Pleased each and every kid. ’Twas won by our own “Bud”, Though “Flukie” didn’t skid. Balloons of red and green Caused all the kids to hush, But when they falling came Oh my! ’Twas such a rush. But now it’s all gone by, Our clothes are laid away. But, Gee! It’s fun to be A kid for just a day. Alma Cummings, ’29. The members of the French Club, as part of its activities, attended the drama pre- sented by the French Club of the Brockton High School. All courtesies were extended the visitors, and they had a most enjoyable time. The Play especially earned their very favorable praise. It portrayed the troubles of one who does not understand the language. The Annual Drama of the French Club, entitled, “UNE CONSULTATION”, was presented on Wednesday, April 24, 1929, at 3 o’clock in the Assembly Hall of Sumner High School, under the direction of Miss Marcia Bartlett, teacher of foreign lang- uages. The characters were very well taken by the following members of the club: Fifine, the French maid, Miss Evelyn Rosenquist; Madame Barbachon, Miss Evelyn Hill; and the Professeur, Miss Louise Hutchins; In- terpreter, Miss Martha Kierstead. An overture by the High School Orches- tra was much enjoyed. After the drama, home made candy was sold. Dancing was enjoyed for a short time. Music was furnished by the school orches- tra. The proceeds are to aid in the purchase of a motion picture machine for the school. HEARD IN FRENCH TRANSLATION Pupil — The bullet went in his chest and out his back. Teacher — But wouldn’t it go thru his heart ? Pupil — Oh, his heart was in his mouth. Ex. THE ECHO 13 RIDICULOUS RHYMES OF SOME SOPHOMORE Near sighted Andrew, Oh didn’t he start When he found a big wasp in his raspberry tart. Aimable Anne always grins Even when Lillian is sticking in pins. Industrious Dot Shipley, the top of the school, Just look with what pleasure she learns a new rule. Beautiful Eleanor I’m sorry to say Stares in the looking glass ’most all the day. Sunshiny Flossie she smiles all day long And meets every trouble with jest and with song. Terrible Hayden, with sword and with gun, He looks just as fierce as a regular Hun. Elegant Helen is much too fine To fasten a worm on the end of her line. Jovial Marion J. will never complain, If they pull out a tooth, she says, “Do it again.” Good natured Virginia, she gives all her chums Her sweets and her cake, and keeps only the crumbs. Victorious Wiggins is always so wise, At the end of the term he will win every prize. Kind hearted Rita, so gentle is she, The flies on the paper she loves to set free. Frolicsome Parker thinks it a joke To give all the wasps in their nest a poke. Dorothy Mills, ’31. The second assembly of the Sophomore class was a huge success. The first num- ber was a salute to the flag led by Bruce Grindle, the sophomore class president. The orchestra gave several selections. Mr. Belcher of Randolph then gave a speech on the topic of habits. After Mr. Belcher’s speech, the boys of the sophomore class presented the play, Julius Caesar, a bur- lesque representation. The characters were as follows: Caesar. Bruce Grindle; An- thony, Harry Wiggins; Brutus, Malcolm Andrews; Casca, E. Hayden; Lucius, Ev- erett Hayden; and Trebonius, Carl Rosen- quist. After the play the orchestra gave several more selections. SENIORS Senior girls are pretty and gay, Laughing and talking all the day. Senior boys are big and tall, Studying and planning, Algebra and all. What if the girls giggle and laugh, Powder, and study their lessons by half? What if the boys the teachers tease, Skip “P. M.” and do as they please? They’re our very own Senior Class Every one, each lad and lass. They work hard for ambitions high. These may change, but they never die. This year now they enter the world. Flinging out wide their banners now furled. Years and years may by us pass, Ever they’ll be “OUR SENIOR CLASS.” E. Hill, ’29. ECHOES Everybody cheered As from the battlefield of France Came the ECHO Of the new signed peace. A lone rider calls And from the blue ridged mountain peaks Comes the ECHO Of that far away call. Sumner High School calls And from their staff twice a year Comes the “ECHO”— Of bright knowledge and cheer. “Echo dough” the collectors call And from students pockets twice a year, Comes the ECHO Of bright money that’s dear. Stanley White, ’30. WINTER CLOUDS Oh, clouds that blow across the wintry sky, Why scurry you so madly to and fro? I’m sure I don’t know whither do you go So tell me, cloudlets, as you pass me by. For I, mere human being- that I am, Would like to know the travels that you take, And why you wildly blow by in the wake Of some quick gust that’s gone as soon’s it came. And, queer little clouds, though often not so small But that you soak the earth in drenching rains, I needs must know just how you came at all. But — oh, your’re gone, and so, for all my pains, My pride does trip and take a headlong fall. For I don’t know now why clouds should wax and wane. M. Regan, ’31. Dorothy Brown, ’30. 14 THE ECHO ITEMV THE LONESOME ROAD It was the day before Christmas in the year 1920, yet there was little winter in the thin air of Wayne in the Blue Grass region of Kentucky. Far, far away the distant hills showed faint patches of snow; but the rich, rolling lands were red-brown and glistened with frost specks in the morning sun. In the small courtroom a tenseness filled the air in strange contrast to the peace and color outside. Slowly the judge rose from his chair and facing the prisoner, a tall grave young: man who stood with one hand in the bosom of his shirt, clearly pro- nounced the sentence, ‘‘Prisoner at the bar, the jury finds you guilty of train robbery, and I pronounce the sentence as ten years of labor.” A quiver passing over the face of the young man, and the tightly clenched firsts were the only visible signs of the blow which had fallen upon him. Picture after picture flashed before him in that brief time as he stood there awaiting sentence; the long hunt for his wayward brother, the train journey south, the hold-up, his recog- nition of the brother as one of the masked robbers, the wrested mask and revolver in his hand as he covered his brother’s flight upon the rush of the deputy’s posse, his ar- rest, trial, and now ten years along the lonesome road alone. Many years after, the doors swung open for the prisoner, Tom Carr, and he passed into the world again, free. Yet it was p ' ood to live, to feel the soft breeze, to hear the birds about him on every side, to see the soft sunlight, and to know best of all that he was free to all of these just as any- one else. He knew he was not guilty, and nerhans sometime the hands of Providence would point out a way to clear himself in the eyes of these people. He would fight it down and stay here among them until he f ' ould prove to them that he was not the “outlaw they judged him.” The bright glare of the morning’s sun shone upon his uncovered head as he stood deep in thought, rapidly reviewing all that had passed since that morning ten years ago, until the present time. He summed up the good and the bad, and asked himself if life were worth the living, and as he felt the warm air, and as the sweet moist grass brought upon him a feeling of quiet and freedom, his thoughts asserted themselves, “Yes, it was good to live.” For a long time he stood very still, drink- ing in the clean fresh air, until a soft, whining sound caused him to glance down- ward to the road at his feet. There lay a ragged, little, yellow dog, nose between his paws and whose honest brown eyes held themselves to the eyes of the man. A tat- tered little beggar, whose one time coat of long, silky brown hair was now matted with burrs and pieces of briar. For a few seconds the eyes of the man and dog seemed to be searching one another; then, ps Tom bent and patted the shapely head, the animal leaped upon him with little short barks of delight. The long road ahead beckoned and called to the man as it gleamed white in the morning’s sun and lost itself far away in the low hills, and unconsciously he started on, the little dog every now and then rubbing softly against his legs. Mile after mile they trudged, the little dog al- ways at heel, although many times his pager brown eyes had wandered, and his b’ttle legs had ached for a good run among the tall grasses. The sudden whirring of wine’s over his head made him give voice to his feelings in a short, sharp bark and Tom. his senses rushing to earth again, realized his companionship. Letting him- self down upon the grass beside a clear running stream of cold water, he gathered the patient little animal to him and re- moved the burrs and briars from the rough coat, saying all the time, “And so you want to go with me. Are you all alone? Don’t anybody want you? Won’t anyone fped you?” No! as a bark answered him. “Well then, I do. Let us be pals, chums. You stick by me, and I’ll stick by you. No one else to do it. H’mm, chums, Chummy. Well, you’ve got to have some sort of a name so let it be “Chummy”, and here- after I belong to you, and you to me.” A frenzied racing around in circles, back and forth, a riot of barks and finally “Chum- THE ECHO 15 my” lay stretched beside his master with his cold nose close to the hand that lay on the warm grass. There were long shadows slanting to the eastward when Tom arose, and followed by faithful “Chummy” sought the long road again, the lonesome road which threaded its way to the hills, upon which Tom now cast his eyes. The rays of the sun threw a gleam of gold and brightness, and as the far away bells chimed, there came to him those words “Lift up thine eyes unto the Hills”. Yes, the hills were calling and per- haps there, away among the heights he might work out his salvation, so straight- ening his shoulders, whistling “Chummy” to heel, he strode forth, head high in the air, confident that something greater lay ahead of him. Nightfall found the two travellers at the door of a low, rambling ranch house which settled itself comfortably in the center of a wide valley. There had been no cloud even with the falling sun, just a blue and purple mystery over all the world, and with its calm and sweetness, strength come down upon Tom as he stood there. Pausing a moment he cast a backward glance along the narrow road over which he had just passed. “Goodbye, lonesome road,” he murmured as he pushed open the ranch house door when a bright invitation to enter came in answer to his sharp rap. Three years had flown by since Tom Carr and his dog “Chummy” had become part of the ranch life. Three peaceful, happy years, during which Tom had become more like a son to Mr. and Mrs. Webster, the ranch owners. Thoroughly bound up in the ranch life, Tom, in that short time, had learned all of the ins and outs of a busy, successful horse ranch. Loved and respected by all of the men, he found that Mr. Webster leaned more and more upon him in the transactions of business, and little Mrs. Webster took him to heart in place of her own son who had passed on years before. Somehow within the last few months Tom had felt a change in the home life about him, and Mr. Webster seemed thoughtful and worried, and the old fa- miliar smile seldom curled around the cor- ners of his mouth. More than once he had found the little lady of the house in tears, which she hastily wiped away at his ap- pearance. Tom returning from the pas- ture one day earlier than usual entered the long living room and found the owners sitting in silence, dismay and fear pictured on both their faces as a tall, arrogant man paced back and forth the length of the room. The words, “mortgage and money due,” catching Tom’s ears he turned to Mr. Webster who related how he had borrowed money over a period of years from this man, giving a mortgage on the ranch and property in order to help his brother who had stolen a large amount of money and was trying to make restitution. Now the money on the loan was long overdue, and just a few weeks’ time was allowed before the foreclosure of the mortgage. Bewildered, Tom did his best to quiet the fears of the ranch couple, and as the loan shark left the house, Tom promised him the money in a month’s time. As he entered the stables, he heard the whining of the three-year old colt which he had raised from a baby, three years of petting, teaching, training, until the young horse had become familiar to all around there as a promising youngster. Like a flash the thought came to him, “Why not enter ‘Nigger’, his little black racer, in the coming races at Rodes, where ranchers came from miles around, and where a large purse was offered for the special three year old class.” He would make a flying trip to Rodes the next morning and enter his little horse, then start a rigid course of training; so rubbing the soft nose as the horse sidled his head against his arm, Tom closed the door of the box stall with a cheery heart. News of the entry of his horse soon flew around the country and many good natured quips Tom took from the neighboring ranchers. The week before the race found Tom driving the colt into the stall, after a brisk rub down, following an hour of rigid train- ing. Leaving Chummy on guard for the night he slowly entered the house, his mind intent on the coming race and what win- ning would mean to them all. As the peace and calm of midnight hov- ered over the ranch a band of mauraders led by the notorious bandit Gyp Carr, (whose pilferings had long been a trial to the surrounding ranchers; and the mention of whose name, had often brought a wave of fear into Tom’s heart) slid out of the dark, each bearing in his arm a bundle of straw. Chummy’s quick ear caught the strange footsteps and he called again and again for his master with loud, sharp barks. With an oath the leader rushed in- to the stable, and heaving a heavy billet of wood struck the faithful dog to the floor. Restlessly the black colt stamped back and forth for a heavy odor of smoke was filtering through the cracks of the building, and now the crackling of burn- ing timbers could be plainly heard. Cautiously the thief onened the door of the stall, but the flying hoofs kept him at a distance. He wanted the horse. But how could he get him? The fire which had gained headway so rapidly had driven the colt into a frenzy of fear. Dropping on to his hands and knees, the thief started to crawl along the outside of the stall to try to catch the colt unawares. A fierce rush- ing hurled him against the splintered door, 16 THE ECHO as Chummy roused from his stupor, launched himself against the intruder. The door gave way and the thief fell headlong into the stall to be met with a terrific ham- mering from the flying feet of the black. The vivid light flaming into his window aroused Tom out of a sound sleep. Fire! The stable! The colt! These thoughts flashed through his mind as he plunged into his clothes and out of the door. By this time the stable was a mass of flames, and Tom could hear the whinnying of the colt as he raced back and forth in the stable. The boys on the ranch were run- ning from all directions, and the pop-pop of guns could be heard over the shouts of men and burning timbers. One heavy shove of the stable door, and Tom was within the blazing furnace and had reached the stall. Circling the flying feet with Chummy press- ing close to him, he blanketed the head of the frightened horse and coaxing, pleading, commanding, led him from the burning building. The week passed quickly. Quiet and kind- ness had brought the colt back to normal condition, and the day of the race was at hand. Bright colors, gay music, glistening coats of the racers, the creaking of leather, everywhere, merriment and happy faces. Tom, keyed to the highest point, kept be- side his horse, soothing and talking as the black restlessly pawed the earth. Billie, the little jockey, clung to his back watch- ing every move with his black bead-like eyes. The clanging bell from the judge’s stand brought them all together at the line, and after several false starts the race was on. Gaining the pole, the black held her posi- tion and horse and jockey in perfect team work nulled off the greatest race that Bodes had ever seen — three straight heats with hardly even turning a hair. That night in the living room of the ranch three hanpy neople sat in silence be- fore the huge fireplace as the leaping flames quickly consumed the cancelled mortgage. “My son.” said Mrs. Webster, turning to Tom with tears in her eyes, “for you shall be my son from now on, you can now face the world without fear, for one of the wounded raiders who was brought here the night of the fire has told that it was your brother who committed that train robbery for which you were sentenced. Your brother perished in the barn, and this man ad a written confession which he was hold- ing over him. A straight road lies ahead of you now, for you have won the road to all hearts.” “Yes,” answered Tom softly, “a lonesome road, but somehow, no matter how lone- some there are always the bright spots to cheer one on.” Myron Holbrook, THE ENSIGN’S ESCAPE Ensign Robert Grey, U. S. N., had been entrusted with an important message from the captain of his ship, the “Nevada”, which was in Shanghai harbor, to the American Consul in that city. As he rode through the crooked streets in the riksha which he had hired, he happened to notice that he was being followed by another vehicle of the same kind, in which sat a Chinaman in mandarin’s costume. However, he paid little attention to this, and arrived safely at the consulate, where he delivered his message. Coming out of the building he was surprised to find his riksha gone! At first he was undecided as to what he could do, but as there was no other way, he decided to walk; so he started out trying to remember the way by which he had come, and walked until he reached a Chinese shop. When he was almost opposite the door, two shots were fired from across the street, both missing him, but coming unpleasantly close. He hastily dodged into the shop, where the proprietor, a wizened old Chinaman, regarded him in apparent surprise. Grey told why he had come in so unceremoniously, and the old man, without questioning, pointed to a door at the back of the shop, and muttered, “Hide there, quick.” The ensign opened the door and went in- to a dark hallway; all that could be seen was a flight of rickety stairs going down. He descended, and found himself in a base- ment with nothing in it but several hideous Chinese idols, which he guessed to be part of the proprietor’s stock. Suddenly he beard a faint click above him, as if the door had been locked. Running up the stairs, he tried the door, and found it locked. He was a prisoner in the cellar of a Chinese shop. For perhaps an hour he remained there, trying without success to find a way out; then the door opened, and the mandarin r hom he had seen following him entered, followed by two coolies. To his surprise, the Chinaman addressed him in English. “I want to know what that message to the consul contained.” he said. “I don’t know, and I wouldn’t tell you if I did.” replied Grey. “We’ll see about that.” answered the mandarin. “Make him talk, boys.” The two coolies sprang at Grey, but he grabbed an idol and hit one, tripping the other with his foot. Then he threw the idol at the mandarin, hitting him in the stomach and bowling him over. Then he rushed up the stairs, through the door, which had been left unlocked, and out of the shop. He returned to the ship without any further mishap. Norman A. Smith, ’32. Penny: “What does M. D. mean?” El. Sears (thinking fast): “Mentally de- ficient.” THE ECHO 17 ON THE DEEP Tom Weston and Molly Burbank stood on the wharf in the harbor at Portland, Maine. The sun was just setting and re- flected brilliantly on the ocean, but far in the east there were dark, dubious looking clouds. Molly was waiting for the boat that was going to Boston. “Molly,” said Tom earnestly, “you shouldn’t go on the boat tonight; there’s going to be a storm. Don’t you see those dark clouds over there?” Tom was a coast-guard and was well- versed in the ways of the sea and the sea- weather. Therefore, knowing what the weather would be that night, he was much concerned about the welfare of his sweet- heart. “Oh, Tom,” answered Molly, “I don’t think there’s any danger. See how red the sun is setting. I’m sure it will be calm to- night.” in the distance the shrill whistle of the steam-ship “Majestic” could be heard. “Molly,” pleaded Tom, “the storm is sure to break just when the ship is nearing the Benton Rocks, and it will be stranded on them, if not dashed to pieces.” “iion’t spoil my trip by saying things like that, Tom,” she answered, “I’m not afraid to go, and I’m sure everything will be all right.” The boat was at the dock now, and people were coming and going from it. “Goodby, Tom,” Molly said, “I’m coming back on the boat tomorrow, and then you’ll see I’m all right.” “Goodby, Molly,” he answered, “and good luck.” He stood on the pier and watched the boat until it was out of sight; then he turned and walked slowly along the shore. Perhaps he had made a mistake in his reck- oning of the weather. He sincerely hoped so. The sun sank in a blaze of light, the sky became a leaden gray, and a cool breeze began to blow, but he paced up and d own the beach, not knowing what else to do. Finally he went to the radio station on the beach, that kept in touch with the ships. The weather report was uncertain, so he decided to read during the evening, to take his mind off other things. About ten o’clock the wind began to blow stronger, and a little later the rain started. Then came lightning and thunder. A few minutes later the radio operator called Tom and said: “We just got a call from the ‘Majestic’. The boat is stranded on Benton Rocks. It got tossed there by the high seas, and they want help. We’ll have to sent out lifeboats. You round up the crew, Tom, and tell them to get the boats ready.” Nearly all the crew were near the sta- tion, so they made quick work of getting the lifeboats ready. The storm was at its height now. The waves dashed perilously high as they pushed the boats out into the ocean, and headed in the direction of the ship. Meanwhile, on the “Majestic” everything was in a turmoil. The ship was on the rocks, and there were no signs of its be- ing got off very soon. Most of the people were nervous and frightened, but a few were fairly calm. Molly was trying to ap- pear thus as she stood among the others who were clustered about Captain Tracy, asking him all manner of questions: “Was there much danger? Would they be res- cued? How much longer would the storm last?” “Captain Tracy,” said Molly, “have you been able to get any help ” “Yes,” he answered, “we sent out a radio message and help is being sent from Port- land.” Portland! thought Molly. Would she ever see it again. Why hadn’t she done as Tom had said. She might have known he would be right. What if he was among the crew who were coming to aid them, and was at that very moment risking his life in the tossing waves. Tom and the crew were, at that very moment, battling the huge waves that broke high above their heads, and threat- ened every minute to capsize the boats. “We must be quite near the ship, now,” yelled Tom, above the roar of the ocean, to the man nearest him. In a few minutes they could see faintly the lights on the ship. Captain Tracy was throwing searchlights on the water, and as soon as he saw the crew, he set his men to work making arrangements for the pas- sengers to get to the boats. The storm had abated now, leaving only a steady rain, and the sea was much calm- er. This made the work of transferring the passengers much easier. The women and children were first. Molly happened to be put in the boat Tom was in, but he had no time to speak to her. When the boats were filled, they started the return trip. It was made in quick time, as there was little danger, now that the sea was calmer. “What a situation,” thought Molly, “a few hours ago I left the harbor very peace- fully, and look at the way I’m returning to it. Why didn’t I do as Tom asked me to?” The boats had reached the dock now. The passengers were going to a nearby hotel, where they could stay until morning. Molly went to her home, but she could not see Tom then, as he was going to return to the ship to get the men. Tom and the crew then returned and got the men. They had saved all the passengers and crew on the boat, and planned to go the next day and pull the ship off the rocks. When he returned to the harbor, Tom was rewarded for his bravery in aiding the stranded ship. 18 THE ECHO The next day he called on Molly. “Oh, Tom,” she cried when she saw him, “can you ever excuse my being so foolish as not to listen to you last night?” “Forget it, Molly,” he answered, “I got the thrill of knowing I was fighting those waves to save you, anyway.” Pauline Blanchard, ’30. JUNE’S TRIP June busied herself getting ready to go to Lake Placid with some of her college friends for the winter sports. She had been planning and packing- things in pre- paring for the trip for the last few days. June was a very attractive and lovable girl with bright golden hair and dancing brown eyes, the petted daughter of wealthy parents, who had everything she wanted; but this time they seemed strangely un- willing to let her go. June finally received their reluctant permission, and prepared to enjoy the thrills of having her own way. A little hesitation, and maybe a twinge of conscience came to her mind, but with vis- ions of pleasure ahead, she continued her preparations. At last the day came, and after a hasty and smiling departure, June and her friends boarded the train. After a few hours riding through wonderful scenery and amid light laughter, they finally reached Lake Placid. There was not a moment to be lost. The girls went skiing, while the boys chose to play hockey, and their fun continued until dinner. After a happily spent afternoon the girls went to dream of the pleasant times they would have tomorrow. The day dawned clear and crisp, and June and her friends were so enthusiastic that they were up and around long before the other young people. June had never had much experience in tobogganing, so she turned her attention to that. Once down and she knew that this was the sport she would enjoy. She disliked the thought of stopping to eat, but she must. As she was thinking of her good time and of the sliding the next morning, she started in a quick run up the steps of the hotel piazza, when in some way her ankle snapped, caus- ing severe pain and swelling. A sprained ankle at a sport center where she had come to have a good time! “If I had to do some- thing, why couldn’t it have been something different than an old sprained ankle,” said June to the girls, “ It would have been real fun to have tipped off the toboggan, and lain unconscious for hours, and then to be rescued, but to have to slip on some steps.” As June limped slowly and painfully in- to her little apartment, she wished she had stayed at home as her parents had wanted her to. Adrienne MacMurray, ’32. “REPORTER’S LUCK” On a cold, windy day, a merry, well- dressed young- fellow, in a dark blue suit, soft gray hat, and a gray overcoat, turned into a cheap boarding house in the slums of Chicago, and whistled merrily as he thought of the good fortune which was his that day. Running up the stairs he burst into the room saying, “Listen, mother, I’ve been appointed to attend the Sylvester Ball, for our newspaper. Isn’t that wonderful luck?” “That’s fine, my son. Someday you will surely become a fine editor,” said the little, kind lady who was sitting where she, a cripple, had sat for several years, in a chair by the window. “Today,” she said, “I tried to think of something you might write for your paper to make them realize your value, but now you have your chance, and I’m sure you will succeed.” The next evening Lyle went to the Syl- vester Ball, thinking only of writing a suc- cessful story. Showing his pass, he was admitted. Everyone was making merry. The young people were dancing while their parents introduced new friends and con- gratulated their hostess. Richard stared at the hostess. An attractive, sparkling girl, with black hair and very dark eyes, and gorgeously dressed, was receiving compli- ments with an easy grace from her guests. “This must be Rose Sylvester,” thought Richard. As the evening progressed, he noticed that Miss Sylvester was not pres- ent. Wondering about this, he was alarmed to hear a cry “Fire!” The guests rushed for the only plausible exit, the side door. Richard started to follow when he heard a feeble cry of “Jackson”, coming from the library. Rushing to it, he found it was filled with smoke, and he was forced to go back. He stripped off his coat and put it over his head. When he was just inside he fell over something. A person! He picked up the person and rushed to the re- ception hall. Half blinded by smoke, he stumbled to the side door. Welcome hands aided him and relieved him of his burden. When he was revived, he was told he had rescued Rose Sylvester. Richard’s story for his paper, being per- sonal experience, received much praise from all the critics and his own editor-in- chief. Richard was summoned to the office and notified of a promotion which he had long anticipated. Because of his fine ac- count, he was made assistant editor-in- chief. But this was not the only reward he received. Toward the middle of the afternoon he was given a note asking him if he would please visit Miss Sylvester at her new apartment; this he proceeded to do that night. He was properly announced and was received with great enthusiasm. “I don’t know how to thank vou, Mr. Lyle, for your splendid act,” said Rose. “Father suggests that we give you money, but I felt this would be an insult.” THE ECHO 19 “Miss Sylvester, I would do anything- for you,” said Richard. “Oh,” said Rose, “but I must reward you in some way.” “Then, the best thing you could possibly do would be to visit my mother, who is a cripple, and help cheer her up.” “That will be fine,” said Rose. “Do you know, Mr. Lyle, I admired you the minute T saw you at our ball, and I will call the first thing in the morning.” Lyle’s reward was more than he had hoped for. The next evening he returned home to find Rose talking happily with his mother. They were planning joyously for many happy parties for the three of them. Mrs. Lyle said, “My children, you look so nice together. You make me happy just to see you.” Rose and Richard glanced at each other with a pleased understanding- look. Richard knew he has been wonder- fully rewarded. Adelaide Hadfield, ’29. A GIRL IN A MILLION Jack Janney, young and carefree, awoke bright and early on a July Sunday morn- ing, to find the sun gaily shining in the window of his usually gloomy boarding- house room. “Old man Sunshine surely knows today is a big day for Me,” said Jack to himself, as he quickly jumped out of bed, splashed himself with cold water, and hastily donned his clothes. Running downstairs, he went for a brisk walk before the city of New York was alive, and came back to a boarding-house breakfast of sausage and muffins. So high were his hopes for a pleasant day with “the only girl in the world” that Jack was even agreeable to the “family” around the table, and actually smiled at the snippy old maid, who was so flattered that she forgot to finish eating her sausage. As soon as the morning meal was over, Jack rushed upstairs, retied his four-in- hand, tried to smooth his mass of brown curls, patted a few wrinkles out of his blue serge suit, donned a brand new panama, and went whistling out of the house in the di- rection of the garage. After “Lizzie” had been given some re- freshments of gasoline and oil, Jack had just two bills left, a ten and a one. “What the best restaurant in New York City won’t do to that ten dollar bill isn’t worth thinking about,” thought Jack, as he turned the car in the direction of Manhat- tan and Marjorie. As usual, Marjorie May was ready and waiting. After cheery fare- wells to mother and dad, the boy and girl got into the car. “Well, where shall we go before we have dinner, Marge?” asked Jack, as he started the Ford. “I’ve no particular place in mind,” re- sponded Marjorie, “unless you would like to go to the new church we’ve heard about.” “Anything you say goes with me, you know,” eagerly replied Jack. “I haven’t been to church for a coon’s age, and I don’t suppose it would hurt either one of us to go today.” The church proved to be all that they had anticipated, and more. Both of them really enjoyed the service, and their young voices rang out with the others in hymns of praise. When the collection plate came to them, Jack pulled out his wallet, hastily glanced at one of the bills, and put it into the plate. As he started to put the remain- ing bill back into his billfold, a sorry sight met his eyes. He was holding a one dollar bill! The ten was in the collection plate, just nearing the altar! Poor Jack! He was going to take his girl friend to the most exclusive restaurant in New York with only a one dollar bill in his pocket. During the remainder of the service, he tried as best he could to conceal his agitation. Marjorie, blissfully unconscious of Jack’s fate, was thoroughly enraptured with the sermon, church, and people. As they walked out of the church, Marjorie chatted gaily about this, that, and the other thing, while the crestfallen Jack was fervently wishing that the earth would open up and swallow him. As soon as they were out in the open, and Jack had started the car, Margie turned to her escort, with a gay little smile, and said, “Jack, I’ve a surprise for you. We’re going to my house for dinner in- stead of to any stuffy, old restaurant. As long as you hadn’t made any reservations, I thought I’d wait and save the surprise until after church.” “Margie,” whispered Jack, as he leaned over towards her, “you’re a girl in a million.” Alma Cummings, ’29. “PLEASE,” SAID THE BOOK Dedicated to Our Test Books “Please,” said the book, “will you handle me carefully, Treat me with kindness, and see that I’m neat? Use me, of course, but I beg of you pray- erfully Not to be rough like some people I meet.” “Please,” said the book, “will you always remember that Freshman “study” when carelessly spent May mar my looks by June, and that Books will be ruined when to them they are lent?” “Please,” said the book, “there’s a lot of good in me, Treasures I own that are better than gold. But many think ’twould be better for me To be buried with the authors so old.” Marcia Grindle, ’29. 20 THE ECHO Front Row (left to right) : G. Sears, R. Batchelder, B. Martin, J. Calla- han, T. Ahern, R. Joyce. Back Row: C. Williamson, L. Dalton, C. Waters, P. Tierney. S. H. S.-AVON (TWO GAMES) The next two games of the season were not really tests of the skill of the S. H. S. team as in both games Avon only had a smattering of her regular team. About all either of the games offered for Sumner was practice in batting and base running. Early in both games the third team was substi- tuted for the first string players. First Game, 5 Innings Avon 1 S. H. S. 15 Second Game, 5 Innings Avon 3 S. H. S. 14 S. H. S.-NORWELL The game with Norwell on May 14 at the home grounds was the first game of the ’29 season that pretended to be a con- test of skill. Although before the game was over, it started to rain, it was a snappy contest from the beginning to the end. The best hit of the game was a three bagger knocked by Sharp of Norwell. All the two baggers, copped by S. H. S., were made by Joyce, Waters and Sears. Ahern for S. H. S. struck out seven and allowed five bases on balls. Roman for Norwell struck out one and allowed five bases on balls. Only one man was hit by a pitcher. Roman, the Norwell pitcher, picked the smallest man on the S. H. S. team for his target. Of course, the smallest is none other than Batchelder, our short stop. Final score ! Norwell 3 S. H. S. 8 1929 BASEBALL SCHEDULE Thayer April 23 Avon April 30 Avon May 10 Norwell May 14 Thayer May 24 Cohasset May 29 W . Bridgewater May 31 F. Bridgewater June 3 W. Bridgewater June 4 Norwell June 7 Cohasset June 11 E. Bridgewater June 14 Means games away from home. THE ECHO 21 Front Row (left to right): P. Tierney, L. Dalton, G. Sears, W. Han- cock, F. Smiths Back Row: Mr. Johnson, Coach, A. McKinley, S. White, E. Sanger. SUMNER HIGH VS. EAST BRIDGEWATER The last game of Sumner’s basketball season was played in our own gym. This game, like the rest of the home games, was fairly well attended. This end-of-the-sea- son game was a credit to S. H. S. Al- though East Bridgewater won the game by a fairly large margin, there were several times when it looked very much as if the S. H. S. would jump into the lead, showing that they have been growing in basketball intelligence and adeptness. The S. H. S. boys played the best game of their 1929 season. The passing of the home team was very much in advance of any that they had previously done. Morey and Pillsley worked hard and well for East Bridgewater while the whole of S. H. S. worked their heads off playing a fine game. S. H. S. noted the absence of Waters who was con- valescing from a recent illness and was not allowed to play the entire game. Personnel and Points: Dalton, 12; Sears, 4; McKinley, 4. Referee — Roberts. Final Score — E. Bridgewater 44. SUMNER-NORWELL AT HOLBROOK The second game of the season was played in S. H. S. gym with Norwell. Af- ter a fast game the Norwell boys won out by a fairly safe margin, but nevertheless, they had to work hard for every point they got. Even though S. H. S. suffered a con- siderable setback from West Bridgewater, the game was well attended showing that school spirit was and is not entirely lack- ing. Filett and Brown starred for Nor- well, while Dalton and Sears put in their usual good work for S. H. S. Personnel and Points: Sears, 3; Dalton, 2; McKinley, 2; Waters, 2. Referee — Roberts. Final Score — Norwell 22, Sumner 9. SUMNER-WEST BRIDGEWATER AT HOLBROOK The first game of Sumner’s basketball season was played at home in our spick and span gym with West Bridgewater as op- ponents. A goodly sized crowd turned out to see whether Sumner had a good team or not. Those who had expectations of see- ing S. H. S. win were disappointed, but the game was enjoyed by everyone. Although S. H. S. acquired only two points, some real speedy playing was seen during the game. Sears and Dalton, forwards did well on the offense but did not have sufficient backing to get the ball through West Bridgewater’s defense. Crowley, six-foot- six center and captain of West Bridge- water, starred for his team Personnel and points: Sears, 2; Dalton, Tierney, Hutchinson, Sanger, McKinley, Hooker, Hancock, and Smith. Referee — Roberts. Final Score — West Bridgewater 27, Sum- ner 2. S. H. S. VS. CLASS OF ’28 Three basketball games were played be- tween the S. H. S. team and the class of ’28. All the games were played in the school gym. As they were hardly more than practice games, there were scanty au- diences, the games not being advertised. In the first game Sears, Dalton, Waters, Smith, White, and Tierney played against Callahan, Reckards, Jardine, R. White, Howard, and Therrien. Dalton starred for S. H. S. scoring twenty-four points. The final score was S. H. S. 58; Class ’28, 8. In the second and third games the lineups were practically the same as the first game. The scores were: second game, S. H. S. 41; ’28. 8; third game, S. H. S. 47; Class of ’28, 8. For the entire three games the services of McCarthy, referee, were given without charge. 22 THE ECHO Front Row (left to right): L. Regan, P. Hutchinson, E. Johnson, D. Brown, A. Johnston. Second Row: D. Sullivan, M. Meara, M. Regan, F. McDonald, A. McCarthy. Back Row: Miss Burch, Coach, M. Wilbur, M. West, H. Tibbetts. BASKETBALL This is the first year of basketball at Sumner High, and the girls suffered only through inexperience of the game; but with the coming of another year they may cause trouble for anyone with whom they may play. GIRLS’ BASKETBALL SCHEDULE Jan. 4 West Bridgewater Jan. 15 Norwell Jan. 22 Norwell Feb. 1 East Bridgewater Feb. 5 West Bridgewater Mar. 8 East Bridgewater Games away from home. SUMNER-WEST BRIDGEWATER AT HOLBROOK The Girls’ basketball team played their first game with Howard High of West Bridgewater at the High School Gym where they met their first defeat. In this game A. McCarthy distinguished herself as a forward. She was high scorer for S. H. S., scoring seven points. A. Johnson also starred in this game. The scorers for the visitors were V. Hambly scoring ten points and A. Baxter scoring the remain- ing six points of the game. The lineup is as follows: S. H. S.: E. Johnson, g.; M. Wilbur, g.; H. Tibbetts, c.; P. Hutchinson, s. c.; A. McCarthy, f.; A. Johnson, f. ; V. West, substitute. The lineup for H. H. S.: V. Balboni, g.; I. Stanhus, g.; D. Kirby, c.; P. Washburn, s. c.; V. Hambly, f., A. Bax- ter, f. Time — 8 minute periods. Referee, M. Carey. Alma (Giving an oral topic): “She was the son of her father and a great actor.” SUMNER-NORWELL AT HOLBROOK On Tuesday, January 15th, Norwell’s girls tasted defeat at the hands of Sumner High Girls. The score was 17-15, and the game was very interesting and thrilling from start to finish. P. Hutchinson and M. Regan of S. H. S. proved themselves the shining stars of the game. The scorers for the losers were E. Weare, E. Henderson, and M. Lind. The lineup is as follows: S. H. S.:H. Tibbetts, s. c.; M. Regan, r. f.; P. Hutchinson, 1. f.; M. Wilbur, r. g. ; E. Johnson, 1. g.; M. West, c. The lineup for N. H. S. is as follows: E. Weare, c.; E. Henderson, r. f. ; M. Lind, 1. f. ; G. Gauley, r. g. ; S. DeFabaio, 1. g.; E. Maxwell, s. c. Time — 8 minute periods. Referee, Miss Packard. SUMNER-NORWELL AT NORWELL Sumner High Girls won their first game away from home at Norwell with a score of 18-12. Excellent work was done by D. Brown and M. Regan of S. H. S., and Nor- well had M. Lind and E. Henderson for their high scorers. The lineup is as fol- lows: S. H. S.: M. Regan, r. f.; P. Hutch- inson, 1. f.; A. McCarthy, c.; E. Johnson, 1. g. ; F. MacDonald, r. g. ; Substitutes, D. Sullivan, r. f.; D. Brown, 1. f.; A. Johnson, r. g. The lineup for N. H. S. is Hatch r. f.; E. Henderson, 1. f.; Clark, c.; Gauley, 1. g.; Frandedina, r. g.; Substitutes, Lind, r. f., MacDonald, 1. f., Gardner, c., De- Fabio, r. g. Time — 4-8 minute periods. Referee, E. Burch. Ferg: “Boy! What a load off my shoulders.” Fiffo: “Did you wash your neck?” THE ECHO 23 SUMNER-EAST BRIDGEWATER AT HOLBROOK On Friday night, March 8, 1929, the girls of Sumner High played a fast and very in- teresting game with the girls of East Bridgewater. The score was 13-8 in favor of Sumner High. This game was one that held every spectator in suspense. Sumner’s girls sure did prove themselves worth while, and each one of the team displayed wonderful passwork. Dorothy Sullivan, Sumner’s snappy forward, has come into the limelight by her great work as a basket shooter. P. Hutchinson also showed her skill at shooting baskets. Gonsales and Sawyer, forwards for East Bridgewater, tried very hard to keep up with them. They each contributed two baskets. The lineup is as follows: S. H. S.: M. West, c.; M. Meara, s. c.; P. Hutchinson, f. ; D. Sulli- van, f.; E. Johnson, g.; M. Wilbur, g. E. B. H.: Grant, c.; F. Sullivan, s. c.; Gon- sales, f.; Sawyer, f.; Rocha, g.; Hargard, g. Time — four eight minute periods. Ref- eree, Miss Ladd. SUMNER-EAST BRIDGEWATER AT EAST BRIDGEWATER On February 1st Sumner High played East Bridgewater at the school gym. East Bridgewater won by a heavy margin, the score being 27-7. Gonsales and Sawyer were heavy scorers for the winners. M. Regan, scoring seven points, was the only scorer for S. H. S., but H. Tibbetts and D. Brown gave a very good showing also. The lineup is as follows: S. H. S.: A. McCarthy, c.; H. Tibbetts, s. c.; M. Regan, 1. f. ; D. Brown, r. f. ; E. Johnson, r. g., M. Wilbur, 1. g.; Substitutes, A. Johnston, c.; L. Regan, s. c.; P. Hutchinson and D. Sullivan, r. f.; Transfer, D. Brown, r. f., to s. c. The line- up for E. B. H.:Edson, c.; Gonsales, r. f.; Sawyer, 1. f.; T. Sullivan, s. c.; Shores, r. g.; Rocha, s. c.; Perkins, r. g.; Perkins, 1. g. Time — 8 minute periods. Referee, Miss Ladd. SUMNER-HOWARD AT WEST BRIDGEWATER Sumner High girls were defeated by Howard High girls February 5, 1929 at the West Bridgewater Town Hall. The score was 36-14, the game being interesting from start to finish with each girl showing her fighting spirit. On the whole the girls of Sumner showed very fine team work. Miss Hambly of West Bridgewater starred in shooting baskets with seven to her credit. Miss Asack came next with five and Miss Washburn also contributed four baskets from the field. Miss M. Reagan, Sumner’s alert forward, was the only scorer for the losers. She scored four from the field and three from the foul line. The lineup is as follows: S. H. S.: Miss Tibbetts and A. McCarthy, c.; P. Hutchinson and D. Brown, s. c.; M. Reagan, f.; Dorothy Sulli- van, f. ; E. Johnson, g.; F. MacDonald, g. For W. B. H. : D. Kirby, c.; G. Roscoe, s. c.; V. Hambly, f. ; Asack and Washburn, f.; V. Balboni, g. ; B. Chadwick, g. Time — four eight minute periods. Ref- eree — Miss Ladd. Christine Callahan, Athletic Editor. Left to right: L. Regan, P. Hutchinson, M. Regan, M. Meara, F. Mc- Donald M. Kierstead, D. Brown, M. Johnston, M. West, V. Thomas. GIRLS’ TRACK This Spring the girls have had no track work. When Miss Burch called out the track squad, she found that the girls did not want track, but instead wanted base- Wilbur, E. Johnson, H. Tibbetts, A. ball. The girls have met on Tuesday and Thursday of each week and have played baseball under the instructions of Miss Burch. On these occasions they have played sides, but mostly “Scrub.” 24 THE ECHO FOREIGN LE RENTREE DE SON FRERE “Marie! Apportez-moi mon livre.” dit Madames Fortesque. Quand Marie a apporte le livre, Madame dit: “Landis que je suis allee, Marie, il faut que vous preniey soins de la maison. Si quel qu’un passe chez moi, parley-leur que je serai chez moi pres de sept heures” et Madame Fortesque balayait avec pompe hors la maison. Marie attend jusqu’a ce que Madame soit partie et puis elle allait au jardin ou on ne la a pas permis. Faute le apres midi elle y est restee et lisait. Quand il etait six heures elle s’est levee et elle est allee dans la maison craignant que Madame ne suis returnee trop bientot. Aussi tot qu’elle arrivait chez Madame Fortesque elle entendait le son du grelot de la porte. Elle a ouvert la parte et un etrange jeune homme cria. “Marie!” Marie reconaisait son frere que elle n’avait pas vu pendent la gerre du monde a commence. “Marie!” dit Madame Fortesque sincere- ment comme elle ouvrait la porte et trouvait Marie dans le bras de son frere. “Marie, qui est ce jeune homme?” “Mon frere!” cria Marie heuresement et ne plus craignant la grand mere et il me menera chez lui avec lui. Penelope Hutchinson, ’30. A LETTER RECEIVED FROM A GIRL IN FRANCE Chambery, France Mar chere Martha, En classe nous apprenons l’histoire de France, la litterature, la composition francaise dont le dernier sujet portait sur l’admirable exploit de votre aviateur, Lind- berg, les mathematiques, les sciences, l’italien, l’anglais. Durant ces lecons nous lisons Jungle book; quelles matieres preferez-vous ? pour moi ce sont les sci- ences. Lucienne. JOKES Tom: Mon oncle est mort du boisson fort. John: Est-ce vrai? Tom: Oui, une masse de glace est tombee sur sa tete. Miss Bartlett: Un personne, quel age aurait-il qui est ne en 1890? Basil: Un homme ou une femme? MES VACANCES D’ETE L’ete dernier, j’ai passe la plupart de mes vacances dans une place que l’on appele “Duvet d’Ert” c’est a dire, a Moncton, New Brunswick. Je yous raconterai comment “nous” y sommes arrive, mais d’abord je vous raconterai qui “nous” etions. Mon pere, non frere, ma grand’mere et moi etaient les “nous”. Nous toutes y avaient des parents, ainsi nous avons pense que nous y passerions nos vacances. C’est comment nous y sommes arrives; mon pere achete une tente et toutes les choses necessaires pour camper, et nous avons campe toutes les nuits jusqu’a ce que nous y soyons arrives. J’ai pense qu’il etait beaucoup d’amusement. Enfin nous sommes venus a la maison de ma tante, qui etait prete pour un bon temps, parce qu’elle nous donne toujours un bon temps quand nous sommes chez elle. J’ai un cousin qui y vive et il a dix-neuf ou vingt ans. Il a une “fille” ou “fiancee” et il a aussi des “garcons-amis”. On l’appelle Monsieur Howe Jones et il est tres brave. Nous sommes alles a nous nromener a automobile plusiers fois et nous avons eu vraiement un beau temps en allant aux places. J’espere que j’y irai encore bientot, quoique je croie que j’irai “Bourdon l’Occi- dent” a Michigan cette annee. C’est tres beau a Michigan parce que toutes les gens sont tres les bonnes voisines. On s’imprime immediatement. Martha Kierstead, ’29. Customer: Qu’estce qui charge de cette batterie ? Clerk: Un volt et demi. Customer: Combien de mounaie Ameri- caine ? Jarn: Qud est le densitie? Bud: La tete de Dornan. Fredricus, rex Romanorum, bellum cum Gallia gerebat. Fredrici naves super- averant naves Gallorum et pedites omnes urbes superaverant. Puer parvus dixit copias Gallorum trans flumen esse. Turn Fredricus magnas urbes capit, et omnem Galliam supe ravit. Fred- ricus puerum ducem exercitus fecit. Ernest Wiggins, ’32. THE ECHO 25 UN VISITE A BOSTON J’allais a Boston l’autre jour. J’ai visite le marche ou je voyais les hommes vendre du fruit, des legumes, des peche et de la viande. Aussi il y avait beaucoup d’autres choses a cette place. Alors je visitais L’Fanual Hall. C’est une des Edifices des premiers ages construit dans ce pays. De ce palais des Anciens et Honorables cette Salle est certainement une belle place d’interet. Je signais mon nom dans le livre ds noms de visiteurs. Je voyais beaucoup de reliques d’autres jours, restes de la guerre de Revolutionnaire, la guerre de dix huit cent douze, et les restes de la guerre civile. II y a beaucoup de beaux tableaux dans cette Salle. Tel que “Le premier Thanksgiving diner”, les Indiens et les Pelerinsmanger. Les uniforms des different guerres etaient tres interesants. Les armes qu’ils portaient etaient tres im- pairs. On placait l’argent de different pays dans de grandes vitrines les notes etaient jaunes de l’age. Aussi je visitais la chambre d’Etat ancien. Je voyais le balcon de la guelle ou les govenneurs pronncaient leurs discours dans les premier jours. Ily avait beaucoup de vaisse aux mineature que l’on a modele des grande vaisseaux de notre pays. Je suis retourne chez moi apres avoir vu les rues de Boston. Catherine Gilley, ’30. DUO AMICI Robertus et Albertus duo amici erant qui in eodem oppido incoluerunt. Roberto multae pecuniae erant, et Alberto minimae pecuniae erant. Cum adulescentes facti sint, magnum bellum erat, et quisque homo venit ut pro patria pugnaret. Uno die suam pecuniam non receperunt, et Albertus miser erat, propterea quod uxor et multi liberi sibi erant. Robertus, qui suum amicum maxime amavit, multam pecuniam ei dedit ut uxori et liberis earn mitteret. In acerrimo proelio, Albertus multa vul- nera recepit et a suis castris efferebatur, et Robertus putavit se eum numquam rursus visurum esse. Post multos annos, bello facto, Robertus, quod omnes suas pecunias amisisset, miserrimus erat. Uno die suus senex amicus, Albertus, ad eum venit et dixit. THE LATIN CLASS 1929 Names 743 B. C. (As they might (As they are) (Nickname) have been) Dorothy Field (Dot) “periodus Ager” Evelyn Hill Evelyn “Collis” Stanley White Stan “Albus” Catherine Gilley (Kitty) “Felis” Gilley Francis Smith (Frank) “Simplex” Smith Charles Dornan (Red) “Capillus rufus” Dornan Gordon Kelley (Spider) “Aranea” Kelly Penelope Hutchinson (Penny) “Nummus” Hutchinson LIBERI BRUTORUM Erat vir, Brutus nomine. Brutus tres liberos habuit. Duo ex liberis boni erant, sed unus malus erat. Nomen mali pueri Lucius erat. Lucius videb at quamodo aqua refulgeret. Robertus maximus puer natu, venit post Lucium. Lucius, qui eum non videt, in aquam ieciebatur. Fred Kierstead, ’32. “Ego audivi te opus esse pecuniae, et quod nunc multam habeo, ad te veni ut a te quaererem ut mecum semper veniretes et incoleretis si vultis, quam tu mihi optimus eras atque auxilum mihi et meae familiae saepe dedisti. Marian Behan, ’31. IRREGULAR LATIN VERBS Skato, slippere, fa Hi, bumptum. Catto, squallere, bootjack, missum. Gingo, gingere, gingerbread, give us sum. Pinno, pinnere, puncturi, tirum. Flunko, flunkere, faculty, fixus. Ex. PARODY ON “MY BONNIE LIES OVER THE OCEAN” Last night I went to a supper, Last night I ate escalloped clams, Last night soon after that supper I dreamed of meeting those clams. I dreamed that they all did have faces, I dreamed that they all could speak, I dreamed that they were not in their graces, And of horrible things did they speak. They said, they were going to get me, And tie me up tight in a chair; And they swore that they would not release me. Until they did tear out my hair. I woke from my slumbers, screaming, My sister was pinching my nose; She said that I had been dreaming, And kicking her with my toes. Chorus Oh never! never! I’ll never eat clams any more, any more. Oh never! never! I’ll never eat clams any more. Martha Kierstead, ’29. Brud Ferguson, speeding by a stop sig- nal. Cop: “Sav. young feller, didn’t you see that signal ?” Brud: “Yeh, I saw the signal all right, but I didn’t see you.” 26 THE ECHO Echo Staff Lower Row (left to right): B. Martin, P. Hutchinson, A. Hadfield, A. Cummings, H. Tibbetts, W. Hancock, C. Roach, E. Hill, R. Dyer, F. Crosby. Top Row: T. Flye, D. Ahearn, M. Regan, L. Hutchins, J. McKinlay, C. Hay- den, C. Callahan, D. Brown, M. Holbrook. NORTH Who knows what took place in that great unknown, When the dreaded word was flashed across the land. The Italia was lost! No word from the grand Dirigible, which from Spits’berg had flown O’er Arctic glaciers and water blown, Into the great white wastes of great North- land. Which like Saharas’ bleak and desert sands, O’er which the bleak, cold wind of the North King moan. Defeated by the Arctic wastes and down, Mid clear cut, snowy peaks of pearly white, Whose creed is death; whose coffin, a hoary gown, A shroud of frigid white; whose long, bleak night Of six long, lonely months, with never a sound, But stillness and silence which instills a fright. Frederick Crosby, ’29. IN AN AUTOMOBILE I love to ride in an automobile To feel the touch of the steering wheel. To the cautions of all I pay no heed When I feel in my hands the power of speed. I notice the signs and billboards gay As I pass them on my hurried way. I notice the people along the street, And I am sorry that they are missing my treat. I notice the ’planes in the sky above And scorn them all for the sport I love. I notice the horses and wagons of old And laugh because they think me bold. I notice the people in cars like mine Who never stop at the traffic line. I notice the birds bursting over with song. I notice the flowers as I pass along. All these things I notice as onward I go, But, oh, many others I notice, also. And the caressing touch of the wind I feel When I’m riding along in an automobile. Pauline Blanchard, ’30. PARODY ON EXCELSIOR The dawn of day was coming fast As thro’ the sleepy township flashed A car which bore, with loads of noise A youth and youths who loudly cried: Faster! The car was bent, it bounced around As it would barely hit the ground When guided by the nervous hand Of any youth of that big band. Faster! On corners sharp it hit the light Which danced about so bold and bright. Above the bed a white frock shone, And from his lips escaped a groan: Faster! Penelope Hutchinso n, ’30. THE ECHO 27 Dorothy Ahearn (during spat): “Well, all I can say is I’ve got nothing else to say.” Hazel Tibbetts: “Well, if that’s all you can say, all I can say is, ‘Say it.’ ” The Standing Joke Mr. Neal (in history class): “What did Alexander do for the standing army?” W. Parker: “Supplied them with chairs.” Brud: “What kind of car have you got?” Bud: “A wreck.” Brud: “A wreck?” Bud: “Yes, every time I park it a dozen people ask me if I reported the accident.” A Backward Look on Life Mr. Johnson (in biology class): “Can a frog see in back of him?” E. Sears: “Yes, if he turns around.” Hazel: “What do you do with your clothes when you wear them out?” Claire: “Wear them home again, of course.” Miss Bartlett (to Feeney, who has just broken a bag) : “Do you think that sounded like a Sophomore?” Feeney: “No, I think it sounded like a gun.” John McKay: (Writing on the black- board) Miss Collins: “John, put that ‘a’ dot on the line of writing.” John McKay: “There ain’t no line on the board.” Miss M.: “Who is Benjamin Franklin’s father?” E. Sears: “His uncle.” Mr. N.: “How much time did you spend on your history?” Student: “Between forty and forty-five minutes.” Mr. N.: “Oh! I see — five minutes.” Miss Megley: “What are Pacifists?” Robert B.: “People who live on the Pa- cific coast.” Mr. Neal (in Sophomore History Class): “Owing to the lateness of beginning school in September, there will be no Easter va- cation.” Voice of M. Andrew (from the rear): “Give me liberty or give me death.” Mr. Neal: “Who said that?” Voice of Andrew: “Patrick Henry.” Roger Poole: “May I have another piece of paper? Mine is torn.” Miss Richardson: “Turn it over, and use the other side.” The Latest Lucy Harris got stung in the history room by a dead bee. Mr. Johnson: “Where is the Island of Java, Drummond?” Drummond: “I don’t know.” Mr. Johnson: “Don’t you know where your coffee comes from?” Drummond: “Oh. yes, we get ours from our next door neighbor.” A NOAH NUMSKULL: Will Miss Bartlett Mr. Johnson Neal when he comes Collin ? Mr. Neal: “What’s rolling stock?” Basil M.: “Anything on wheels.” Henry Kemp: “Shall I take this road to Holbrook?” Police Officer: “You don’t need to; they already have one there.” Miss Megley: “What is a dragoon?” W. Martin: “A bridge.” Heard in Senior English: While on the way to Europe he got off the boat and took the train to America. Jim: “Jack, now that your son is going to school, you should buy him an encyclo- pedia.” Jack: “Nothing doing, I had to walk when I went myself.” Senior: “If you stand facing the north, what have you on the left hand?” Freshman: “Fingers.” 28 THE ECHO JUNIOR HIGH DEPT. A CAMPING PARTY All the members of the Brown famiiy were gathered around the fire-place that night making preparations for the camping trip on the following day. Betty wanted to go to Vermont by train, but Richard wanted to go by automobile to New Hampshire. Finally it was decided to go by automobile to Vermont so that it would please both children. When Betty and Richard awoke in the morning, they found everything packed and ready to start, so they hurried into their clothes, ate their breakfast, and departed. When they had nearly reached the camp, Father stopped the car, and they sat down in a cool shady grove to eat lunch. Soon they were on their way again seeing many strange and pleasant sights. After traveling sixty-five miles they ar- rived at camp. Mr. Brown and Richard set to work pitching the tent, while Mrs. Brown and Betty unpacked and prepared the first meal. When supper was over, ev- erybody was tired enough to go right to bed, for they knew they had a great deal of work ahead of them on the following day. The next morning was all work for Bet ty and Richard, but they did not mind this because mother had informed them that they could do what they pleased in the afternoon. When the work was all fin- ished and the dinner dishes packed neatly away, Betty and Richard went exploring, for they wanted to know in what kind of place they were. When they were about a half a mile from camp, Betty spied a large patch of blueberries, so they ran as fast as they could back to camp to get some pails. When they had both filled their pails, they brought the berries to mother who made pies for supper. Everybody was sorry to return home, but as Betty and Richard had to attend school on the following day it was neces- sary. Grace Kelly, Grade 7. JOKES Mrs. Brown: “Mabel I am going up town; Do you want anything?” Mabel: “Bring me a Post. ” Mrs. Brown: “Heavens, woman! Do you; expect me to carry home a post?” Farmer: “Albert, carry the cow down to the meadow!” Albert: “Goodness! Can’t the buggar walk?” MY EXCITING TRIP TO BROOKVILLE As I was sitting in my home in Holbrook, I decided tho take a trip to Brookville, so I got the ten-thirty train and rode for fifty or sixty miles, finding myself only at the state line of Brookville. Then I took a boat named the Taneck. We rode for one hun- dred and fifty miles, and something went wrong with the boat. We turned into a harbor where there was a garage owned by Curt Simmons, repairing and manufactur- ing ships. We stayed there for four days and four nights, till at the last the boat was fixed. We started out with our pro- visions and fuel. We were now three thou- sand miles from the next repairing station, owned by Belcher and Tinkham. We saw in a distance a huge shark heading for us, so we shot and speared him, but it had no effect. The bullets bounced and the spears broke in two. He opened his wide jaws and swallowed us, ship and all. As we were gliding along, we saw some light and heard a noise. We found out that a cannon had hit the shark. Another and another struck until at last the shark split in two. We found ourselves near the garage of Bel- cher and Tinkham. We were taken to the fourth floor of the garage, where we were shown a great flying carpet, which had an interior the same as a house. It would hold many thousand people, and I only had my family and a visitor so we had plenty of room. When we were at the center of the state of Brookville, it was so densely nopulated, that there was no landing place. We were two feet from the clouds. There was a sky-scraper below us upon which we landed. A gust of wind blew us aloft, and we all landed on a large hay-stack. A farmer came running out with a gun to get us out of there, but to our dismay, it was our grandpa, and we were taken in and en- joyed a pleasant visit. John Smith, Grade 8. SPRING Spring hath come! Spring is here! Bringing with it sun and cheer Birdies a-chirping and flowers so fair, Wonderful spring is everywhere. Soring! Spring! Glorious Spring! Crocuses, violets dancing so gay. Blooming and bowing to hail glad May. Grace Kelly, Grade 7. “Man is but dust, and woman settles him.” THE ECHO 29 SAM PERKINS TRIES TO BE A BOY AGAIN Sam Perkins was just starting to slide down the hill on his son’s new sled. As the hill was covered with snow and ice, it was good for coasting. The sled started slowly at first and then quickened its speed. A quarter of a way down the hill he hit a stump. The sled kept going, but part of Sam Perkins’ clothes was left behind. Half way down the hill he saw Mrs. Baker, who weighs three hundred pounds, coming up the hill with a basket of eggs in one hand and two bottles of milk in the other. The sled flew closer and closer towards Mrs. Baker, who was so startled that she could not get out of the way, and the next minute the sled struck Mrs. Baker, who lost her balance and sat right down on the back of Sam Perkins, and Sam Per- kins was knocked unconscious. The yellow yolks of the eggs flew in different direc- tions while the milk was spattered all over the hill. When Sam came to, he heard a voice say- ing, “Well, Sam, that was a great load on your back that time.” Pearl Gilley, Grade 8. OUR FIRST ASSEMBLY February the fifteenth was chosen for our first assembly. This assembly will be long remembered for it was in celebration of the birthday of our first President, George Washington. The school orchestra opened the pro- gram with the playing of patriotic pieces, such as “Maryland, My Maryland”, “Marching Through Georgia”, and others. This was followed by a recitation, “The World Remembers”, by Madeline Hanney. Miss Hanney was then followed by Grace Kelly, who told us about “When Washing- ton Was a Boy”. The scene changed and a play was pre- sented next, entitled “Why We Celebrate Washington’s Birthday”, by the pupils of the seventh and eighth grades. This was followed by another reading by Grace Kelly, and this time she told us about “Our First Citizen”; this formed a prelude to “A Schoolroom Scene” which was presented by pupils of the eighth grade. This was followed by the boys’ chorus which sang “Yankee Doodle”. Miss Helen Baker then accompanied us at the piano while we sang “America the Beautiful” with Miss Drohan directing After this we saluted the flag and ended our assembly by singing the most beautiful of anthems, “The Star Spangled Banner”. Ruth Bettencourt, Grade 8. THE LOST CHILDREN It was one spring morning, that Ethel and Bob went into the woods. Bob’s father was a very cruel man who had no interest in his children. He treated the children as though they were strangers. Their mother had died when they were little children. They now decided to leave home. They had walked for several hours, and the sun was now sinking into the west. They lay down and went to sleep. When their father came home from work, he could not find the children, so he began to search high and low for them. Although he had a hard heart, he became frightened. He went to a next-door neighbor, and asked her if she had seen either of the children. She said she had seen them going towards the woods early in the morning. The father immediately headed for the woods. He never realized how lonesome he would be without them. After hunting till dark, he came upon Ethel and Bob fast asleep on the ground behind several bushes. He took the children home, gave them something hot to drink, and put them to bed. How happy the children were when they found out that their father really loved them. Lillian Soderblom. THE INTERNATIONAL ONE MILE RACE The starter’s pistol cracked. They are off! Faster, faster the runners go; slowly, slowly the runners leave the others. The leader falls! He is up! He is again lead- ing! Did you ever see such a speed? The runners are now thinning out. The leader is falling back! He is passed! Who is it! It is Bill! Keep it up Bill! Bill is now making the last turn with a runner close behind. The man in second place is gain- ing! He is at Bill’s heels! Look at Bill go now! He is making a last desperate spurt. He is there! Bill wins the one mile race! John Finlay, Grade 8. O TEACHER! MY TEACHER! With apologies to “0 Captain! My Cap- tain!” 0 Teacher! My Teacher! our fearful term is done, The class has weathered every “U”, and the graduation has come. The end is near; the shouting I hear, no- body stays behind, While follow eyes the steady tread, the class of twenty-nine. But O School! School! School! And those hard-backed seats of pine, Where at the desk my teacher sat Listening to eight times nine. William Taylor, Grade 8. 30 THE ECHO SCHOOL ORCHESTRA Front Row (left to right): G. Sears, H. Tibbetts, G. Whitcomb, F. Chase, M. Holbrook, F. Ahern. Back Row: V. Naverouskis, H. Smith, R. Dyer, Miss Murphy, leader. Peerless Motor Express , Inc. Haymarket 2561 Randolph 0355-M Frank F. Loeffler FLORIST 290 North Franklin Street Telephone Randolph 0588-M ■ — THANK YOU To our subscribers, to our advertisers, to those who have contributed to the con- tents of this magazine, to the typists, to the faculty, and to the “Echo” staff whose splendid co-operation has helped to put our paper among the leaders of school pub- lications, we take this opportunity to give our hearty thanks. F. I. BARRETT CONTRACTOR Holbrook THE ECHO 31 Charlie’s Lunch Holbrook Square Come In and Try It All Home Cooked Food I. Swartz TAILOR Holbrook Square Cleaning and Pressing L. N. Chandler L. F. 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