Ipswich High School - Tiger Yearbook (Ipswich, MA)

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great deal of rivalry among the classes in this. Many schools take such interest in debating that they award letters to the debaters taking part in inter-school debates, just as they do to the athletic teams. In the end, the practice in de- bating counts for more than the ath- letics. During this last year several of the neighboring high schools have formed debating societies, and started an inter- school debating league. These schools are no larger than ours. There is no very great reason why we, tco, shou ' d not have a debating society and join in these inter-school debates. We have very good material for de- baters here. One way in which that is shown is by the arguments which take place between the pupils at recess, be- fore, and after school, and at other times. Some pupils also show genius at debating by their arguments with the teachers concerning after school recita- tions and the postponement of written work. I feel confident that next year we could easily defeat these surrounding schools in debating. They have had only one year’s head start, and a year is only a short time. D. Shaw ’23 QUSTZITL. Many, many years ago, there lived in the old city of Tollan, Mexico, a man named Xaltocam and his wife Xitieir- iclo. He was a worker of metals and was the master workman of the city. He was a devout believer in the gods Quct- zocoatl and Huitzilipochtli. Quetzo- coatl was the white god, god of the air, and the lawgiver. Huitzilipochtli was the god of war. Xaltocam and Xitlim- iclo had one daughter, their pride, who was very beautiful. Her name was Quetzitl which means “white lily.” She served as a priestess of the dread ged Huitzilipochtli. The king of this country was Itza- coatl, a very warlike man. His special divinity was Tlaloe, the just, one of whose symbols was a rude cross. Near Xaltocam lived Tizoe a nephew of the king. Tizoe was a skilled stone carver and often was called upon to carve the symbol of the state an eagle with a snake in his beak, perched on a cactus. Tizoe had seen Quetzitl and loved her. More than that, he knew that she returned his love. There was one difficulty standing in the way of their marriage. Quetzitl was a priestess. As a priestess, she could not marry. It would be many years before her service was over. Tizoe rarely saw Quetzitl. Ho became moody and all he carved was the image of Quetzitl. He labeled these images “A priestess of Huitzilipochtli” and sold them all over the country. Soon Tizoe attended regularly the services of Huitzilipochtli only to see Quetzitl. The more he saw of her the more he loved her. and he tried to think of ways to release her from her term of service. At this time came the annual festival to Huitzilipochtli. There were to be dances and service on the great plaza of the temple of Huitzilipochtli. Many warriors took part in these services. All the captives which they had taken were condemned to fight before the crowds. If any man of these could with- stand all comers he was released from captivity. All the rest were sacrificed

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AB.S. THE STAFF OF 1922-1923. The staff for 1921-1922 is pleased to announce the following staff for next year : Fditor-in-chief Dorothy Shaw ’23 Athletic Editor William Burke ’23 Alumni Editor Roseltha Witham ’23 Business Manager James Burke ' 23 Exchange Editor Evelyn Bamford ’23 Assistant Business Ma nagers G. Porter ’23 J. Callahan ’24 P. Atkinson ’23 W. Hall ’24 J. Hall ’23 J. Bean ’23 R. Hills ’25 Literary Editors Edna Peabody ’24 Madeline Chase ’24 Eleanor Titcomb 24 Art Editor Albert Spyut ’23 Social Editor Vera Blaisdell ’24 Class Reporters N. Homans ’23 E. Witham ’25 J. Cartledge ’24 ’26 FOREWORD (For Senior Section.) We, who graduate this year, while we can lock forward with hope and expec- tation to the future, cannot help but feel a twinge of regret when we realize that we are through. We have had many a good time in a social way in Manning Hall, we have many happy memories of incidents which occurred. We may have been sent to the office or to the bench but now we look back at it with a smile. Those conversations at recess, the rush for the candy room, the jokes which were bound to come up in class, and the good t mes we had “kidding” each other are things of the past. We have gone to the playgrounds many a time to cheer the team in its home games in football and baseball. We have climbed the hill to Baker’s Pond or gone down to the river to cheer the hockey team. To those of us who have made the teams, the thought that we won’t go back next year to help the oth- er fellows beat Manchester or to go on the trips in Grandy’s old bus, to Dan- vers, Manchester, or North Andover, brings another feeling of regret. We will not forget Manning High; there is little danger of that. We have too many memories and associations connected with the school to ever alio v it to drop from our memories. EDITORIAL. Debating is wonderful practice for anyone. It trains one to express him- self well, and to speak clearly and con- cisely before an audience. More than that, one who debates often becomes ac- quainted with many subjects. He learns to think quickly in order to answer his opponent’s arguments. After debating a few times, one’s vocabulary cannot help but improve. All the colleges and larger high schools have some kind of debating so- ciety, and in many of the schools, the inerest in debating contests equals the interest in athletics. These schools schedule • inter-class debates as well as inter-school debates. There is always a 6

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to the blood-thirsty Huitzilipochtli. At this festival also, the king was to pick out a girl from the priestesses for sacri- fices to the god, in accordance with the old laws. The day of the festival came. All the city of Tollan was gathered at the great plaza. Itzacoatl was there, seated amidst all his court. There, also, was Tizoe, for Quetzitl was to dance. The statue of Huitzilipochtli stood on its altar at the head of the plaza, covered with wreaths. One by one the contests and dances passed. Finally came the dance of the priestesses. This dance was very beautiful for the priestesses were all very lovely young maidens, who carried long garlands of flowers. Of all these dancers the most beautiful and graceful was Quetzitl. Tizoe was very proud of her, so also were her father and mother. Then came the dreaded minute when some young priestess would be named as a sacrifice for Huitzilipochtli. Itza- coatl thought a moment, and then named Quetzitl. Quetzitl trembled and looked toward Tizoe for aid. Tizoe was very pale. However he went to his uncle, Itzacoatl, and begged him to re- lease Quetzitl, promising him many carvings. Xaltocam added his prayers. He pleaded and pleaded all to no pur- pose, although he offered necklaces, bracelets, brooches, and everything that he possessed to ransom his only daugh- ter. But Itzacoatl remained obdurate and Quetzitl was led forth toward the fatal altar. Tizoe, maddened by the choice, rushed to Quetzitl and tried to cut his way to the gate with her in his arms. At the command of Itzacoatl, they were seized and led back to the altar. At the vote of the populace they were married by the high priest of the cruel Huitzil ' po- chtli. Then the law demanded that they must both be sacrificed, Tizoe for in- terfering with a religious rite, and Quet- zitl because, the law read that all the immediate family of a condemned man must die with him. Therefore, Tizoe and Quetzil were sacrificed, and. as they fell on the altar, the eyes of the grim statue were seen to flash fire, and a cruel smile of enjoy- ment was visible on his stony lips. D. Shaw ’23 TOAST TO THE CLASS OF “22.” Let’s drink, oh happy classmates To days now passed by, When we all worked together In dear old Manning High. We’ll ne’er forget these friendships Made in these happy days, And now we’ve come to parting, To parting of the ways. There are mountains high before us, Who wish to climb the heights, The way is clear before us; No path was e’er so bright. The past now lies behind us, Ahead a clear white road, Knapsacks of knowledge shouldered, We assume Life’s burdening load. Take up the staff of a conqueror, Hopes high, the fight begin May God’s true spirit guide us And may the best man win. L’Inconnu 8