Maynard High School - Screech Owl Yearbook (Maynard, MA)

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16 THE COLUMBIAD “Please bring that book here.’’ The lad handed the teacher the book gingerly, to the amusement of the other boys and to the horror of the girls. “What trash ! I think the one who owns it would rather dispose of it himself, said the teacher sharply. Mildred reddened but walked bravely up, took the book, tore it slowly into tiny pieces, dropped them into the wastebasket, and then took her seat. A sigh of relief passed over the classroom. That night the naughty book with its foolish rhymes curled up in merry little flames, and then was no more. M. F. T6. Why is it best to keep the hens from the woodshed? So they will not eat the grain out of the wood. THE HIGH SCHOOL ORCHESTRA. In accordance with the annual custom, the High School is represented by an orchestra this year. There are at present two violins, a cornet, clarinet, drums, and piano. They have not played much this year owing to the lack of time for practice, but after the holidays they will again resume rehearsing The boys are all experienced and play well together, so that when they do start again the school will have fine music. What’s the difference between an auto, a lover, and a monkey? An auto is so dear, a lover is oh dear, and the monkey is yon dear. Heard in the Eng. Class. “Washington was the ‘executer’ of his brother Laurence. Miss I). — “The Avhat? Coffy — “Oh! the executor! Why didn’t our President see our Secretary the other night? Nightihus darkibus, no starorum ; Climibus fencibus — pants tororum.

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THE COLUMBIAD 15 ALL DUE TO A RHYME. From the moment .school opened there was a restless stir among the pupils. The girls in one corner were casting knowing glances at each other and laughing softly. At last sounded ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, and then the teacher’s voice : “Be very quiet while I am gone.” Scaicely was the door shut when the mice began to play. “Here, Kate, just read this piece of poetry I wrote last night. Know who I mean?” whispered Mildred. “Is it as good as the one she wrote about me?” “Fine, give it to her. Be careful, Harry is eying us.” During this chattering a small red book passed hurriedly from one enthusiastic reader to another, until at length it came back almost to the owner, when there was a breathless pause, followed by an indignant young voice. “Harry Ward! Just give that book to me. Don’t you dare read it! Well, I don’t care. I think you’re the meanest boy living. Til never speak to you as long as I live if you don’t give me it this instant. So there !” “Well, isn’t this rich? What do you think a fellow is, anyway? Jingle! this is a fine little book.— Some poetess — Quite a collection! — Listen Jack : “ ‘Of all the girls in this wide world, There’s one more charming than a pearl. She is the darling of ’ ” Whack! A smart and frantic thrust with a ruler sent the little mischief- making book spinning down the aisle. “There, Harry Ward, see what you’ve done. Helen’s crying. I don’t see why you had to read that out loud. If I were a boy, I’d — ” The young poetess’ voice had risen almost to a shriek when suddenly the door opened. Then came silence and a teacher’s amazed voice: “What is the meaning of that uproar? What is Helen crying for? Come out of the room, Helen.” “After a few minutes Helen, a picture of discomfort, came back mop ping her eyes with a very wet handkerchief, but the teacher was still ig- norant of the cause of the excitement. One of the boys had captured the culprit book and was having such a good time over it that the teacher noticed how many anxious eyes glanced in his direction.

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THE COLUMBIAD 17 Near-sighted Man (picking up hair brush for a mirror) — “Whew! I need a shave badly.” A DAY AT THE WORLD’S SERIES. On a cool morning in the early fall, one of my friends, Edward, and I went to Boston to see a World’s Series game. We left home at 7.30 A. M., and arrived in Boston about nine o’clock. “Surely,” we thought, “that will be early enough,” but to our dismay, we found many people waiting for cars to the ball field. We hurried to our car and after a twenty-minute ride ar- rived at the park. It was already crowded and the boys were busy selling their tonics, cigars, banners and various other things. We went to our seats and pre- pared for what we thought would be a tiresome five-hour wait. A happv surprise came to us, hoAvever, for soon the band came out and the people in the various sections of the seats began to sing. After that, people also came on the field to amuse the spectators and help pass the time by their singing. About eleven oclock we commenced to get hungry, so when the boy came around again, we bought a sandwich ; price, ten cents. The next time he came his sandwiches were fifteen cents, but not being hungry that time we saved our money. About ten minutes later he came again with the sandwiches, now twenty cents, and as we did not wish him to go higher and “stick” us, we decided to eat them. Later a man found a straw hat in the crowd and everyone that could reach him had great fun with it until it was utterly demolished. Thus the time passed and, taking everything into consideration, it was about the quickest five hours I have ever had to sit through. Finally the players came out and began to practice. It was then that everyone sat up and watched. They cheered each player in turn and every good play. The game started at three o’clock and, after many exciting plays, was won by Boston. After the game we hurried to the car, but the very best we could do in that great throng was to get one an hour after we had left the park. C. A. L. T6.