Holbrook High School - Echo Yearbook (Holbrook, MA)

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THE ECHO 21 FOOTBALL Standing : G. Mills. Back row, left to right : G. George, F. Baker, I. Barrows, L. Mc- Kinnon, T. Zarelli, A. Horte, J. Behan, L. Randall, R. Colburn. Front row, left to right: H. Thayer, R. Kunan, E. Huntington, A. Lang, R. Gingrow, P. Wiggins, P. Burns, J. Magee, D. Wallace. FOOTBALL Sumner High at last is to be represented on the gridiron. This welcome news sent thirty oud of the bruising brutes of the three lower classes into wild howls of joy. The athletically inclined juniors seem to have the majority out for the team although the “Barry’ ' Woods and Carideos in the Sophomore class are not far behind the scenes, while the ever faithful Freshmen are putting some likely looking prospects on the field. There will be plenty of turf torn up (if there is any) on the old field from now on, as these gallant young men from Sumner High step hig h, wide, and handsome. Mr. Walsh will call more names and bawl out more Frank Merriwells than ever before (maybe he’ll delight in this). After Mr. Walsh gets through explaining, arguing, and demanding, we are very likely to have a football team. Already, games are be- ing scheduled, and the Honorable Gardner Mills, president of the flighty juniors, has been made trainer, travelling secretary, manager, and also nurse maid to the foot- balls. All the team needs now is support from the school itself. If some of those beautiful coeds ( ? ) from the Junior and Sophomore classes would only turn into cheer leaders, the team would be greatly accelerated. But of course the cheer leaders couldn’t do all the cheering by themselves so the rest of the student body could use their voices to good advantage by filling up the old grand- stand and making the welkin ring (that came from a book). A football team with good support will play much better; so let’s get behind our 1934 team and give it a send-off that will make history. Flash: Fonnie, I could die for your sake. Fonnie: You are always saying that, but you never do. EXCHANGE DEPARTMENT The Climber — West Bridgewater. Well, here’s an edition from West Bridgewater. The editorial department is surely worthy of praise. The Reflector — Weymouth. The illustrations at the head of each de- partment are very effective. The column “Snoops” is a very good idea. Here is something interesting taken from this Magazine. A Day In Popular Song I awoke and cried, “ ‘Good Morning Glory i’ T’ve got to get up and go to work’ for ‘We’ll make hay while the sun shines.’ We met for ‘tea for two’ and after ‘dinner at Eight’ we sat ‘by the fireside.’ I said ‘Did You Ever See a Dream Walking?’ Well, ‘You’re the One,’ ‘My Dancing Lady.’ It’s now ‘One Minute to One,’ so ‘Throw Another Log on the Fire.’ ‘Don’t You Re- member?’ ‘When We Were Lovers?’ You were ‘Mean to Me’ but I always said, ‘Let’s Kiss and Make Up,’ and now ‘Another Per- fect Day Has Passed Away,’ so ‘Good Night Little Girl of My Dreams.’ ” The Partridge — Duxbury. The Partridge is very complete but why not have a few more poems? Department named “Personals” is very interesting. The Wampatuck — Braintree. Here is another complete magazine al- though it always is. Your departmental headings are very effective. The Literary Department shows a great deal of work on the part of its editors. How about a sep- arate column for the Poems? G. Behan, ’35. Jack Megley: I’ve got a railroad radio. George Daly: A railroad radio? Jack: Yeh, it whistles at every station.

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20 THE ECHO GIRLS’ BASKETBALL Top row, left to right: G. Kelley, Manager; C. Casperson, A. Clooney, M. Stonkus, L. Soderblom, K. Walsh, P. Shea, I. George, Miss Richardson, Coach. Bottom row, left to right : R. Hill, M. Davison, K. Porter, Captain ; G. Behan, F. Mitchell. GIRLS’ BASKETBALL With a victory at Stoughton, the girls basketball team brought a successful sea- son to an end. Winning ten games and los- ing six and these being “close”) the girls won tne laurels from the boys for the num- ber oi victories. Although at the beginning of the season the girls were a little uncer- tain as to the new plays, after a few games tfiey had them down pat, and in the last few games, they used them to perfection. Perhaps Sumner’s sport fans have noticed that the girls used the one-line game this year instead of the usual two. This is a much haruer way to play, giving more ter- ritory for the players to cover, making the girls’ games similar to the boys’. (We wish that it also be noticed that, although she always did her bit in covering the court, Captain Porter got very little use from her knee pads this year. How about it Porter? Can’t you tell the secret to Colburn?) Out of the six losses, Sharons’ team was perhaps the only one who checked Sumner very badly. (By the way, Phoebe, if we knew you were so acrobatic, you could have been very handy in the gym exhibition). But the girls praise themselves most in their victory over Stetson, Sumners’ ancient rival. Determined to beat them, they went out on the floor and ran up a score that was worth writing home about. (Perhaps self- control would have helped the visitors some.) Norwell, Hanover, and Wrentham proved to be the easiest spoils of the year, Sum- ners’ team winning by a large margin. It was also a noticeable fact that the at- tendance at the games this year was bet- ter than last season’s, but still, it must be admitted that with the crowd that did at- tend, very litle noise was made. What cheering that was done, was carried on by the girls’ team during the halves. (Thanks to Miss Kelley’s lusty lungs!) It may have frightened the boys, but somehow they seemed to play harder. With half of its old members and many pro mising new ones coming on, we are look- ing forward to a successful basketball sea- son next year. Let us nope they get an- other captain like Porter to lead an equally good team to victory. Marion Davison, Athletic Editor. THE COMMERCIAL CLUB The Commercial Club hit the top again this year! A minstrel show, two outings, and another outing is being planned at present. The minstrel show was about the best ever put on under the guiding hand of Miss Collins; or should we say Mrs. Ab- bott? Well, anyway she’s still the same sw r ell person regardless of the name. Those parodies Johnny Smith gave were grand, while Billy White made a great hit also. That story Rita, Phoebe, Ruth, and Kath- leen told was very funny, but no one yet knows what is was all about. Then there was the trip to Brant Rock where we held a frankfort roast and where three or four daring members ventured into the water. They came out half frozen but wouldn’t admit it to anyone; however, they “could take it” I guess. One of those “warm” days during the winter we had a skating party at the ice house and a marvelous time was had by all, thank you. The next outing is being planned for the first week in June and as yet we don’t know where we’re going. I’ll guarantee, however, we’ll have one perfectly “swell” time. Let’s hope this club will continue to pla an important part in the school life of all commercial juniors and seniors in the future as it has in the past. Patricia Lyons, ’35.

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22 THE ECHO GIRLS’ PYRAMIDS Top row, left to right: G. Behan, C. Casperson, M. Davison, E. Seaverns, M. Iveson. H. Ward, R. Hill, O. Holmes, G. Collins. Center: K. Porter. Bottom row left to right: F. Mitchell, M. Stonkus, A. Clooney, R. Kierstead. GYM EXHIBITION Sadly and scornfully did the crowd of boys, who up to then claimed soul owner- ship of the gym equipment, eye the intrepid band of a dozen or more girls who dared to invade their territory. What now? Day after day did these girls, in a business-like manner, march into the apparatus room, shoulder the heavy mats (they even went so far as to remove three of four inches of dust that was peacefull y lodged there), and then, much to everyone’s surprise, they even stood on their heads, turned graceful cartwheels, did the “flying-trapeze” act, and made the boys green with envy at the way they handled themselves on the par- allel bar. Soon it was announced that a gym exhibition was to be held. Then both boys and girls worked seriously. Every day there was a wild scramble for the mats. Of course, being ladies the girls had them first, and Mr. Walsh, who sat on the sidelines and lustily ordered the half-frightened boys around, had to wait a few weary hours until they were through. Pyramids were added as an extra attraction, “Midgie” being our sky-scraper. The night of May 4 finally arrived, and in a praiseworthy manner the girls exhibited their various stunts. The diving proved to be the most thrilling event of the night. The boys thrilled the audience by displaying their skill on the box, on the rings, and on the bars. At the end, the laurels for excellency in their work were handed to Hamilton and Capt. Porter, the best all-around boy and girl athletes of the school. Second and third place, on the girls’ team were won by Ouida Holmes and Carlotta Casperson, re- spectively. On the boy’s team these places were won by Hamilton and Baker. Now the girls are very readily granted access to all of Sumner’s athletic equip- ment, and if there are any places open on the new football team, well ? That remains to be seen. MOTHER’S MINCE PIES continued from page 8 cowardly rascals. Although King James heard their pleas for mercy and pardon with an impassive face, there was relief in his heart, tor by now his stock of missiles was quite low. “Away, you scoundrels,” he shouted with vigor. “Away! Thou shalt be beheaded before morning. Make yourselves ready, for the hangman does not wait for those without their prayers said.” The men below, still kneeling and with heads bared, began in low shaking voices, “Now I lay me down to sleep ” King James, glancing up, beheld a full moon high in the heavens which, as he looked, slowly and bewilderingly turned into a mince pie cut in five pieces. Turkey legs with gravy and vegetables and cran- berry sauce on them floated enticingly around it. For some reason, perhaps on account of his recent exertions, King James, or Willy, felt a great desire for these ob- jects. Thus seeing and desiring and in an attitude of nothing attempted, nothing done, he began to climb. Just within reach of these tempting articles he felt something soft touch his shoulder. “Why, Willy,” ex- claimed his astonished maw, “what were you doing up on top of the bedstead?” Ruth Hill.