Holbrook High School - Echo Yearbook (Holbrook, MA)

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14 THE ECHO ECHO STAFF Top row, left to right: F. Welsford, G. Mills. P. Wiggins, I. Barrows, J. Albertassi, R. Kunan, R. Stanley. Middle row, left to right: C. Casperson, G. Behan. G. Egles, R. Smith, K. Walsh, V. Poole, F. Mitchell, M. Davison, E. Seaverns, D. Hobart, P. MacPherson. First row, left to right: A. Hagg, M. Danos, R. Hill, R. Colburn, G. Kelly, L. Soderblom, R. Moran. THE WORK ON THE ECHO “The meeting will come to order. Read the roll call, Marie,” orders the Editor-in- chief to her assistant. “Grace.” “Here,” answers a voice suddenly. “Robert,” etc. “Now for the class editors. Have you re- ceived much material lately?” Some have received either poetry, edi- torials, or stories. But what force and per- sistent nagging has been used before they were received. The class editors always have to be after the other students in order to get any material at all. Some of the material that goes into the magazine has been done as class work. Even though there are two editors for each grade, the Senior editors are the only ones who seem to take their responsibility seriously. Again a question is popped, “Robert, have you written all your school notes up to date?” The work of writing school notes is not so difficult if it is attended to while the in- cident is still fresh in one’s memory. All social activities and class happenings must be written very briefly and with a humor- ous flavor. There is only one student in this position. “Amy and Phyllis, have you got any jokes ?” Two students take care of getting jokes that would be suitable to put in the “Echo”. They substitute names of teachers and pu- pils for those that were on them originally. Some jokes can be fitted marvelously to the characters of certain students; yet precau- tions must be taken not to hurt anyone. “Have you got all your athletic write-ups in, Marion and Freddie?” (This person surely is full of questions.) Archery, basketball, football, baseball, and tennis keep the athletic editors busy throughout the year. Their writings must be brief and to the point, but yet they must put some of their own personal interest into them. All the work is approved by the literary editor, Editor-in-Chief, and Faculty ad- visor. The literary editor and editor-in- chief read over all written work to see if it is worthwhile or if it is the right type to be printed. The Faculty Adviser puts on the final “O.K.” and also makes all necessary corrections. The Business Manager and her assistant keep track of all money taken in and spent. Their hardest duties are at the time when advertisements are collected and at the time of publications which occur twice a year, in December and June. Their responsibility is great because at times over a hundred dol- lars is in their trust. The league meetings are cause of great excitement among the “Echo” members, who — as has been said — are the “cream” of the school. These meetings occur four times during the school year and are made possible by the Southeastern Massachusetts Schools of Publication. Here the various departments hold meetings, a general meet- ing and a business meeting are held, sup- per is served, a play is given, and dancing is usually a part of the entertainment. All our work may not be for naught if all students would share the burden of mak- ing a good issue. The various schools have been divided

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THE ECHO 13 POETRY PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE A president at Washington Once tried with luck foretold To set us folks at peace again And start us up the road. The alphabet he put to use, A mixture he did find, And acts were passed at highest speed Of every sort and kind. The first the people heard from him, He’d formed the N. R. A. It’s worth you all must know by now — It brought a raise in pay. But now we wonder what will come These next few years of his, And if he’ll really help us out, Or if it’s so much fiz. P. Stevens, ’34. He’s brown and he’s dirty, and he’s no breed at all, But he comes at my whistle, he leaps to my call, He’s clumsy, ungainly, and huge in size, But his gentle, big heart shines out from his eyes. He’s useless for hunting, for tricks, and the like, But he’s the finest of pals when out on a hike; He runs far ahead in mad, rollicking play, Then waits till I join him there, jumpy and gay. When I’m sad and unhappy, he snuggles close by, And he does all he can to say — “I know why.” And when we sit by the cheery fireplace, I forget he’s a mongrel and hairy of face. For his heart, which is big as his body in size. Is bursting with love and shines out from his eyes, And, pal of my hikes, with his nose moist and cold, I’d not trade you, my dog, for all the wealth in the world. J. Megley, ’34. STARS In evening when the sky is clear, The little stars will soon appear. And light the earth up bright and gay To make it like another day. But if the sky is dull and gray, The little stars are far away. They hide behind the clouds in pain Because they know it looks like rain. In morning when the sun shines bright, The little stars are not in sight Because, you know, they go to bed And show themselves at night instead. Now, if you want to study stars. Just take a plane and sail to Mars. You’ll learn about the stars and moon, But you’ll fly down to earth quite soon. MY BRAINS I think that I shall ne’er disclose The crazy thoughts my brains compose; My brains that change so quickly queer Just as a notion comes quite near; My brains that think of silly things Although the last, sharp schoolbell rings; My brains that stop, and start, and shout Until they almost knock me out. Why do they aggravate me so? They tease me, spurn me, cause me woe. Poems are made by all insanes But only God can make my brains. L. Soderblom, ’34. PARODY ON “TREES” I think that I shall never pass Another day with that poor lass; A lass that is petite and gay, And with a joke she goes her way; A lass who laughs and talks all day And in a classroom, she can’t think, She gives a boy her royal wink. As if to say, “Now, don’t you know, I was out with you, Dear Joe.” To be with you would be a thrill. Forget the school, you great big sill. K. Walsh, ’34.

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THE ECHO 15 into two classes, A and B. Schools having an enrollment of 400 or over are in Class A; the others are in Class B. Because we have 275, we have been classified with the B’s. This does not lower our standard in the least but just gives us a chance of win- ning in such a huge group as fourteen hun- dred. A prize of equal value is given to the best publication of each group. Individual workers on the “Echo” are not left unrewarded if they fulfill their work faithfully. The Editor-in-Chief and Busi- ness Manager receive gold pins. After these bronze pins are given to those that have been on one year and silver pins to the others. Also a half-point of credit is given for the year. The work put into the “Echo” isn’t all play. A great deal of concentration and outside time has to be put in for every other Monday is devoted to the Echo for three-quarters of an hour after school, yet those who are seriously interested in the work do not begrudge the time to the school. The most hateful part of the work — you may ask any one on the staff if it isn’t so — is the collecting of the advertisements so that the publication may be made pos- sible. The solicitor starts with his highest priced “ad” and then works down to a fav- orable price to please the advertiser. But who wouldn’t like to work for his school? It’s fun even though it becomes tiresome now and then. MAY MEETING The Southeastern Massachusetts League of School .Publications held its last meet- ing the this scnool year in Stoughton on May 16. .from 3.30 to 4.15 registration took place in the front corridor oi the Stoughton High School, a general meeting was neid at 4 .i 5 in the school auditorium wnere ±voy Beaton, the President of the League, introduced Mr. who is turn welcomed us most cordially. Mr. Howard J. LeaPy, Chairman of the League, gave us a few words thanking the various delegates who had carried out his wish of last fall to have lasting friendship made at the meetings; he also presented Roy Beaton with a gold pin for his devoted work as president of the year 1933-ly34. The Departmental Meetings were held from 4.30 to 5.30. The following went to the various departments: Advisory Board, Miss Megley, Gardner Mills, and Lilia Sod- Howard Randall, Principal of the school, erblom; Editors-in-Chief, Ruth Hill; Liter- ary Editors, Virginia Poole; Business Man- ager, Grace Kelley; school news editors, Esther Seaverence; and exchange editors, Geraldine Behan. A film, “A Day with the ‘New York Sun’ ” was shown in the auditorium from 5.30 to 6.15. Ah! The supper! And what a most divinely gorgeous supper it turned out to be! No wonder, our favorite caterer pre- sided. If this doesn’t make your mouth water, I’ll eat my hat. A beef casserole which had a most wonderful gravy and car- rots for flavoring, creamy mashed potatoes, peas, cole slaw and pineapple, biscuits and butter, coffee just right, and all the ice cream one could possibly indulge in. For that matter, everything was over plentiful. It takes the good old Summer locomotive to get the supper cheering underway. The introduction of next year’s officers kept our heads from nodding. Albert Ull- man of Milton High School was elected President, but he was absent from the meeting because of measles; our most hon- orable Gardner Mills is now Vice-President; Martha Enos of Braintree was elected Re- cording Secretary; and Henry Buron of Bridgewater was elected Treasurer. Their speeches were enjoyed the most of all. Brevity ! “The Man from Brandon,” caused a room full of laughter, it was presented by the Stoughton High School Dramatic Club. One boy and five girls from the “Echo” danced. How did the lone one manage ? Danced with someone else of course. “Come and trip it as you go on light fantastic toe” went on from 8.00 to 10.00. Warning — Don’t cause a poor boy to be- come a two-timer. It isn’t fair! All arrived home safely, none the worse for the wear. Lilia Soderblom, League Representative. THE GIRL AND HER HOME Once home meant something very re- stricted especially for the girls, for in those days the home imposed itself on the girl, held her, and shaped her whole life, and from her girlhood home she went only into another, her own home. But today the home is in a different rela- tion to the girl, and I cannot but believe a far happier and saner relation. There is more freedom in it, and it is far more close- ly related to the world without. Also, it seems that the girl, the daughter of the house is tremendously important in the great business of making a home a sweet and joyous place or the reverse of these de- sirable qualities. Suppose you are a girl with plans, hopes, and ideals, and you are eager to measure yourself against life. You probably think you are perhaps a little too big for your home, but when you feel this, and most of us do at some time, it is a good thing to re- member that you can bring to your home all that is fine and worth having in this world; and the more of this you do bring, the more of a home it will be. Beauty, in- terest, and character you can develop there in your home as nowhere else. You should try to realize to the full just how 7 much in- fluence you have; I think you will be sur- prised to find how much you count in the result, in the business, that is, of making your home a center for a real and full life, and a congenial place where the different