Ipswich High School - Tiger Yearbook (Ipswich, MA)

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TIGER ‘43 Graduation Program INVOCATION Reverend Richard A. Cartmell ESSAY — “The Importance of Musice in War Time CHOIR — “O Victorious People” ESSAY — “The Coming Air World” ESSAY — “New Horizons” THE CHOIR — “Song of Deliverance” ADDRESS — PRESENTATION OE PRIZES PRESENTATION OF DIPLOMAS By the Chairman of School Committee SINGING — “Star Spangled Banner” Joann Ross G aines Donald McPhail Joyce Bousley Coleridge - Taylor Reverend Vivian Pomeroy William F. Hayes BENEDICTION Reverend Richard A. Cartmell 11

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TIGER ‘43 primary factor, I was distracted by constant good-humo ' rcd but deter- mined reprimands on the part of my companion who rode with superb form and obvious ease, all of which irritated me considerably more than I wish even now to admit. To liven up the conversation, in contrast with being told to sit up straight, let go of the saddle, and make the horse keep a steady gate, I was enlightened with the fact that the cantankerous beast had a scheming light in his eye which boded trouble. By this time both the horse and I were well aware of my plight, I to my sorrow; he to his glory, as I was soon to discover. I knew I couldn’t ride, my horse knew it, I knew he knew it, and I vainly hoped that he would have compassion on me. Such was not the case, for as we came over the last hill. Southern Comfort, bless his four long legs, broke into a very healthy gallop. Now since I have acquainted you with the fact that I couldn’t post, we shall also presume that I couldn’t gallop. My eyes bulged: I could fee! them bulge: and my mouth hung open in speechless horror. I didn’t have the courage to let go of the sad- dle to pull up on the reins, and hav- ing a mathematical turn of mind I wondered morbidly how many times according to the law of averages, I could rise up and over the horse’s neck and fall by chance back into the saddle. I came to the terrifying con- clusion that the operation couldn’t last much longer, and in defense of life itself I decided I would put my last semblance of sane co-ordination into jerking the reins which hung slack over the horse’s neck. He slowed his pace and came to a stop, and in perfect harmony I melted into a jelly while my heart beat like a sledge hammer against my upper thorac cav- ity — in fact I was rather under the impression, at that particular moment that quite possibly my whole body was a cavity. But I’d mastered him, and I could feel the perkiness coming back as surely as it had faded out. If it took brute strength, I had it: and if it took determination, I had that too. “Oh we went riding, horse and I,’’ I chirped merrily as I slid from the seemingly iron cast saddle. I had spied a soft, comfortable easy chair on the porch — mmmm. Oh it was such a lovely day! Johanne Black 10

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TIGER ‘43 Graduation Essays. THE IMPORTANCE OF MUSIC IN WAR TIME by Joan Ross When the present war began, it was quite commonly believed that we should have no need for music. Music as a source of enjoyment was to be considered a luxury, and luxuries were “out for the duration”: courses in music in schools and colleges were to be eliminated because of the more pressing need of courses in aeronautics and physics. But as the war has progressed, it is quite probable that anyone with such beliefs has realized his mistake and has come to see the vital need for music in times like these. The underlying element in the need for music is the fact that war- time emotions and morale are de- cidedly different from those in time of peace. Speeded-up programs pro- duce a tense, rushed feeling with the consequent need for relaxation: while wartime events and work bring about a drop in morale which must be raised if victory is to be ours. The cure for war nerves and shattered morale is simple — a type of pleasure must be found which can re- lieve us of anxiety and care and yet make us stronger and more willing to carry on the fight. Our Allies across the Atlantic were the first to find this strength from music. The people of London would stand on the commons listen- ing to concerts in the time of the worst air raids on that city, while the Russians attended operas performed in the freezing buildings of Moscow, with the Germans only seventy-five miles away. But perhaps British and Russian tendencies seem rather remote to us. Then let us turn to the effects of music upon our own people. When personnel managers found that work- ers in defense factories were “letting down” at certain times during the day, they introduced a fifteen mm.ute interval of recorded music during the lunch period to try to give the work- ers that “boost” they needed. The effect was the desired one, but there was still seen to be much room for improvement: for, especially toward the end of the day, a decided drag and slowing-up in the work was evidenced. They persevered, and by arranging intervals of music to be broadcasted throughout the factory during the regular working hours finally succeeded in increasing morale to a remarkable degree. 12