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

Text from Pages 1 - 48 of the 1928 volume:

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When patronizing our advertisers, please mention “THE SCREECH OWL” THE SCREECH OWL Published by the Pupils of Maynard High School MAYNARD, MASS., MARCH, 1928 STAFF Editor Leo Mullin Assistant Editor - Sylvia Ahola Riisino.ss Managers .Samuel Gilman, Maurice White Circulation Manager John Horan Publicity. Bernard Green Art Editor. Irma Ryssy Literary Edward Feams Jeanette Johnston Helmi Hiipakka Hulda HiU Salmi Wirkkanen Lawrence Lerer Catherine Coughlan Francis Ledgard Jane Boicourt William Niskanen Alumni Florence Wilcox Exchange Annie Lehto Waino Sjoblom Activities Edna Paine Athletics Samuel Bachrach Helen Nee Jokes Wilho Frigard Faculty Advisor Mary P. Thompson TABLE OF CONTENTS Editorials Page 2 Literary 5 Athletics 17 “On The Spot” 20 Alumni Notes 25 Exchanges 26 ‘‘The Wise Old Owl” 29 “Pickings” 33 PRICE PER COPY, 15 CENTS One year has passed since the now world famed “Screech OwF ' first ap- peared. The year 1927 has been one of progress for this paper in spite of the adverse business conditions and the difficulties that confront any newly instituted periodical. The great expense of publishing a magazine of this type requires the wholehearted co-operation of the students in the high school both in subscribing and submitting material for publication. This paper in the past has been sup- ported loyally by the majority of pupils but why not have every student a subscriber — every student a booster? If you consider yourself a student of M. H. S. you should feel obliged to subscribe because it is your paper and your duty to support it. At this time I think it is also fitting and proper to call on the Alumni for their support. You may be out of high school 50 years but you should still take an interest in the doings of your Alma Mater. The best means of keep- ing informed about the activities that are going on is to subscribe to the “Screech Owh ' which is now one of the most influential periodicals of its kind being published in any high school in Massachusetts. The business end of this paper is the end which requires the most at- tention because it is of vital import- ance to its success. The business men of the town have been keenly inter- ested in the “Screech Owl’ ' and have supported it most generously by con- tributing advertisements. The rates which we charge for “ads” are far be- low the rates of other school papers but we think they are sufficient as long as we are able to finance the paper successfully. It is wise to ad- vertise in the “Screech Owl” because this paper goes into the homes of the best people, the people who are your customers. If you are in business and business isn’t good get in touch with our business manager or some mem- ber of the staff and we will see that you are accommodated. In closing I would like to thank all those who have in the past aided in any way the success of this paper. Editor. Why Go to School Everybody who intends to amount to something in this world must get ready and schools are the best answer to this problem. It pays in dollars and cents. One who leaves early is shut out from all the professions. Almost anybody can work with his hands and feet and everyone ought; but the boy who quits school early is condemning him- self to work only with his hands and feet for the rest of his life. A girl may get a place in a ten cent store as soon as she is allowed to leave THE SCREECH OWL 3 school and a boy who finishes the eighth grade can get a position mix- ing drinks at a soda fountain. Both of these are respectable jobs for a summer vacation but likely to have a tragic affect if continued after the school begins in the fall. Few important business positions go to young people with less than a high school education. The over- crowding of our universities shows that even college education pays. Training is not only needed for the “learned professions.” The day of the small farmer is passing and labor saving machinery is coming into use on the farms. Yet only a born genius can operate and repair these ma- chines. The best place to get the training for it is in the right kind of school. If a boy likes farming, but doesn’t like the school in his community be- cause he sees no use for Latin, An- cient History and such, he should not give up the task. There are plenty of schools in his state where he can find he can work out part or all of his expenses while he learns about his affairs. Culture cannot be bought and sold, but must be lived through. The big danger of leaving school too early is the danger of personal littleness, of stagnation in a mental treadmill, and of dying a vulgar person. Sylvia Ahola, ’28. Spirit “Say ! Why not let me in on this ? What — sure I’ll do it — aw come on let me will you?’ ' What type of person do you imag- ine the above to be ? Compare it with one who says, “Aw, I don’t want to. Let ‘Ar do it!” Perhaps it does not convey anything specific to you, ex- cept that one says, “No”; the other, “Yes.” Let us concentrate upon these familiar words, I say familiar, for no doubt you recite those very words daily. There must be something, we may term it a force, which either compels or repels us’ to or from an act. This force acts either negatively or positively. It is not a difficult prob- lem to solve which of the two com- parisons is most used. But why? There certainly must be something definite alack. What is it? Nerve? Ambition? Grit? Spirit? Spirit is the one and only word which conveys its meaning fully. To some of us the word may seem strange; to others familiar. No matter, start now and get acquainted with it. It means everything! Don’t be a drawback. We are a large family but we v ant to stick together always. You belong, I belong, we all belong. Don’t you feel it? You are one of us and we are one of you — we have wffiat you have, and that’s SPIRIT! Let’s hold on to it and say, “I’m in on this — sure. I’ll do it!” Irma Ryssy, ’28. A New Gymnasium “Mens Sana in copore sano,” a sound mind in a sound body. This well known epigram was first given by the Roman satirist, Juvenal, two thousand years ago. Despite the great lapse of time, the truth remains the same. The body must be fully devel- oped, in order that it may be a fit in- strument for the mind. It is, therefore, imperative that proper means of physical training be maintained. Systematic exercise, under suitable direction, should be re- quired of all members of the student body. At the present time, there is little opportunity for such work at May- nard High. An undersized and poorly ventilated gymnasium, without the least semblance of equipment is woe- fully inadequate for the proper train- ing of the three hundred and fifty 4 THE SCREECH OWL students who are, at the present mo- ment, enrolled at the school. The M. H. S. A. A. and the Girls A. A. are now handicapped in playing basketball. For practice and games, a hall must be hired, since the present gymnasium is less than official size. The students of the school realize that the town is under heavy financial burden in the task of their education. However, we feel that some means can be found to alleviate the present condition. Why not investigate the matter ? Edward C. Fearns, ’ 28 . TO A DEPARTED FRIEND I Like shadows passing in the night We often meet; a moment, — then We drift apart, our devious paths Perhaps never to be crossed again. But in that moment we exchange A word of trust or friendship’s smile. And drifting onward through life’s course Keep the memory of one fleet while. II Dear bygone friend, you’ll never know. By just your faith what work you wrought. Awakened to a living flame Ambition sleeping, hope forgot. New love of life, new trust in man From cynic doubt you did remake. By faith, though undeserved evoked. But prized the more — for friendship’s sake. S. W., ’30. An Interpretation of the Life and Works of Abraham Lincoln Pausing in contemplation on a life so beautiful and inspiring in its corn- position as that of Lincoln, one is filled with a sense of deep admiration and respect for that martyred hero. Abraham Lincoln exemplified the typical, true, patriotic American, a strong and worthy representative of the common people, who stepped forth from obscurity, with infinite appro- priateness in the darkest moment of our nation’s history, to rescue, and guide it safely past the whirlpools of dissension and political strife that threatened to engulf it. By merely reading an account of the life of Lincoln, one does not, can- not, fully appreciate the truly mag- nificent character of our Nation’s Savior. His place in human history is so large that he rises far superior to mere words. Every phase of his character presents a completeness which which will never be forgotten. Behind the actual facts of his life, lay a personality as fine as the finest, a soul, pure as the purest, and a mas- terly mind, the true sources of his greatness. The personality of Lincoln, com- posed by the blending of countless virtues, has not been dimmed in the minds of men in the years which have passed, but instead, has gathered 6 THE SCREECH OWL added force, beauty, influence, and lustre, flaring higher and higher in the minds of the people, as a thing of beauty and inspiration. The great- est honor ever paid Lincoln is his in- fluence today — the broadest influence of any American. Five qualities were pre-eminent in Lincoln’s personality, namely, patience, honesty, determination, sim- plicity, and kindness. The quality of patience, Lincoln ac- quired as a result of the severe trials and privations he underwent midst his rough boyhood surroundings. De- voting much of his time to working duties around the Lincoln home, he rarely found time to spend on his favorite hobby — books. In later life, this quality was very much in evi- dence in all the trying problems he had to face during the crucial mo- ments of the Civil War. Extreme honesty characterized Lincoln’s every move as President of the greatest republic on earth. Though a life-long enemy of slavery, and supposedlj in opposition to the South, every ruling of his guided by his motto: “Right for the North, right for the South, for the East, for the West, and for the whole country.” Determination, that factor so prev- alent in Lincoln’s ascent from ob- scurity during his earlier years, was also a vital aid in the drive for the accomplishment of the great purpose he ever had in view, — that of banish- ing slavery forever from our country Seemingly beaten many times, by the stiff opposition encountered from the South, Lincoln only set his rigid features more firmly, and waded into the thick of the fray, soon to emerge victorious, with the Union safe from dissolution. For a person holding such an hon- orable position as President of the United States, Lincoln appeared ex- tremely simple, his actions often be- traying him as one of the common people. However, his extreme simplic- ity appealed to the people, and they loved him and admired him for it. Even at the height of his fame, Lin- coln would, when the opportunity pre- sented itself, converse with one of “common” class as readily as he would with the members of his Cabinet. He had risen from the ranks to a lofty position as leader of the nation, but never once did he show any sign of haughtiness or sense of superiority. He had acquired this characteristic of simplicity in his early surround- ings, and from the influence of which, he never got quite free. Perhaps the greatest phase of Lin- coln’s personality was his kindness. Prevalent as this quality was in his younger life, with his frequent acts of generosity and helpfulness, we find it leaping into radiant beauty during the time he was President of our country. During the great Civil War, Presi- dent Lincoln often sent letters of con- dolence to mothers whose sons had made the supreme sacrifice in the great effort to keep the Union intact. His sympathetic nature was a source of constant encouragement to the weak, praise to the brave, sympa- thy to the suffering, and hope for the despairing. Lincoln’s entire life centered around the question of slavery. He acquired an early hatred for this great evil. As a youth, he had occasion to go to New Orleans, where he first saw slaves offered for sale. Lincoln’s sense of justice revolted at the sight, and here it was that he swore his life-long opposition to slav- ery. From that moment on, Lincoln saw the vision of slavery ever before him, as an evil, a great moral wrong, to be exterminated. At a later period of his life, as a lawyer, the matter of slavery had be- come a vital, national question, and Lincoln became more and more ab- sorbed in its intricacies. His debates with Stephen Douglas on the slavery THE SCREECH OWL 7 question gave him national recogni- tion as a speaker. It was not until his second admin- istration as President that Lincoln held extreme views on the subject. Even during his first term, he be- lieved that Southern slave holders should have compensation for their property. However, as time wore on, and both the North and the South remained fixed in their purposes, Lincoln saw but one possible remedy for the situ- ation, that of excluding slavery for- ever. With the Union forces strength- ened, the South soon realized its grave mistake, and it was not long before General Lee’s surrender marked the end of the bloodiest war that mortal eyes had ever looked upon. The nation was not to rejoice long, however. The shroud of sorrow cast its dark shadows over all the world, when Lincoln, in the wake of a stu- pendous victory, was recalled by his Maker. Time passes quickly. Events of that period are for the most part for- gotten, lost in the turmoil and con- fusion of the years which have passed, but still the memory of that beautiful soul lives on, throwing its beaming rays across our lives, serving as an inspiration to all. What does the life of this martyred hero mean to us? Lincoln, in our minds, is seen first in the light of a Savior. It lay with him to save our nation from impending disaster, to make the national edifice more su stantial than before. Without the aid of Lincoln, it is doubtful indeed, if the Union could have been saved, for a man was needed who was a thinker, a leader, possessing the virtues of courage, faithfulness, determination, and a firm belief in the right. Lin- coln possessed these qualities, and to the highest and most unusual degree of perfection, and so he was the ideal man to face so serious a situation. We should strive to imitate the glowing example which he has set for us. It should serve as a stimulating and inspirational agent, whereby we might acquire and practice some of the magnificent qualities which urged Lincoln on to his time-honored deeds. May we hold the image of our Na- tion’s Savior ever before us as a glorious example to aid and encourage us in our effort and desire to live clean, manly, upright, and patriotic lives. George Tucker, ’28. Our First Year The first anniversary of any or- ganization is always a cause for a contemplation of the year’s work. As we realize that the “Screech Owl” is approaching her first milestone, we pause to gaze back at our accomplish- ments since the first meeting. Maynard High had, previous to the advent of the “Screech Owl”, several attempts in the field of journalism. However, none of these remained sufficiently long to make any very great impression in the history of M. H. S. Nevertheless, the students had long expressed a desire to take part in journalistic activity of some kind. Accordingly, Mr. Cole, in the fall of 1926, presented a plan to the Student Council, for the establishment of a school magazine. The council acted favorably and appointed a committee for carrying out this plan. Ruth Wil- son, Sylvia Ahola, Alice Feams, Miss Walsh and Miss Adams made up this committee. After careful consideration, this committee chose the “Screech Owl” as the name of the magazine, and, in consultation with the faculty, ap- pointed the following as members of the staff. Harold Glickman, editor ; Ruth Wil- son, assistant editor ; Leo Mullin, business manager ; Grace Ployart, as- 8 THE SCREECH OWL sistant business manager; Ernest Holt, alumni editor; Ruth Foster, literary editor ; Edward Fearns, Waino Sjoblom, Jane Boicourt, assist- ants ; Margaret Moore, French editor ; Lawrence Lerer, assistant ; Phyllis Naylor, John Horan, joke editor; Walter Carbone, art editor; Irma Ryssy, assistant ; Sylvia Ahola, Annie Lehto, exchange editors ; Tyko Siipola, Henry Grandell, Florence Wilcox, Ruth Moynihan, athletic editors. Miss Walsh acted as faculty advisor. Before the first issue, Ruth Foster resigned as literary editor, and Tyyne Lahti was chosen in her place. After an immense amount of work for every member of the staff, since none were experienced, the first issue appeared on February 25, 1927. Needless to say, our first attempt was far from perfect. After the magazine was published, we found a large number of defects. However, since this was our first try, we did not become discouraged, but bent our efforts toward improving the maga- zine for the second publication. Previous to the second appearance, several new members were added to the staff. Walter Carbone was elected science editor, with William Niskanen as his assistant. Hazel Priest was chosen commercial editor, while Helen Salo and Ellen Jaakola were appointed typists. Our second issue was much larger and was a great improvement over the first. In spite of this improvement, several changes were still necessary. Since the last edition of the “Screech Owl” was to appear just be- fore graduation, it was decided to make this a “Senior Number.” This edition had a great many special features, with two full page plates, special individual write-ups, year-book style, as well as a review of the school year activities. During the summer, the members of the staff were disappointed to hear that Miss Walsh was not to return in the fall. Miss Walsh was the main factor in starting and helping the “Screech Owl” and every member of the staff appreciated her work. When school began, last fall, the remaining members of the staff met and chose Leo Mullin, Editor and Miss Thompson, Faculty Advisor. They met and appointed a staff, as follows. Leo Mullin, editor ; Sylvia Ahola, as- sistant editor; Maurice White, Sam- uel Gilman, business managers ; John Horan, circulation manager; Bernard Green, publicity manager ; Edward Fearns, literary editor; Helmi Hiip- pakka. Salmi Wirkkanen, Jane Boi- court and Catherine Coughlin, assist- ants ; William Niskanen, Francis Led- gard, Lawrence Lerer, Jeannette Johnston, Hulda Hill, department edi- tors; Wilho Frigard, joke editor; Samuel Bachrach, Helen Nee, athletic editors; Florence Wilcox, alumni editor. In October, our first issue for this year appeared. Maintaining the most rigid economy practicable, the busi- ness department was able to build up a strong surplus fund for the year’s work. During the fall, the staff considered the advisability of converting our magazine into a newspaper. However, it was decided to retain the “Screech Owl” in magazine form, improving it along those lines. On our second issue, several much needed improvements and enlarge- ments were made, under the compe- tent direction of our able advisor. Miss Thompson. All of the depart- ments were consolidated into a strong literary department, and the members of these departments were added to the literary staff. This has reduced waste space to a minimum and results in a better magazine. As we approached our first birth- day, the members felt that an anni- versary number would be extremely appropriate. We now look forward to a better “Screech Owl”. Profiting by our mis- THE SCREECH OWL takes in the past, we hope to make the “Screech Owl” of tomorrow far better than the “Screech Owl” of yesterday or today. Edward C. Feams. Their Extraordinary Legacy There was a great commotion in the little white cottage. A large box had arrived for the twins with a letter accompanying it. “What do you suppose it is, Don ?” Peggy asked, running around excited- ly for a hammer. “Can’t find out until we open the box,” Don answered drily, neverthe- less feeling just as excited as his sister. “Well, let’s read the letter first,” Peggy said, “then we’ll know what is in the box.” But after reading the letter, the twins looked at each other dumbly. For a moment neither spoke. Then Peggy said in a small voice. “I guess we’d better wait until Aunt Kate comes home, to solve this queer message.” Aunt Kate completed the family of three who lived in the little, rose- vined cottage. The twins didn’t re- member their mother but there still lingered a vague memory of a tall, silent father with sad, brooding eyes who left them when they were eight years old. So, Aunt Kate their father’s maiden sister came to live in the little white cottage and take care of two children. Nine years had elapsed since that time and the twins were now in their late teens and were Seniors in the Mayfield High School. “Here’s Aunt Kate now,” cried Don, who had been looking out of the window. But it was not the Aunt Kate that they knew who met them at the door. The dear face that was usually so cheerful and ga y was pinched and drawn with sorrow. The gay greet- ings died on the twins’ lips as they piloted her to a chair. After a few moments Aunt Kate said in a shaky little voice, “I’m all right now.” She took a letter from her pocketbook. Don and Peggy looked at each other fearfully. What did the letter con- tain and if that was the cause of their aunt’s sudden grief. “I received a letter from your grandmother.” Gaining courage from the sound of her voice Aunt Kate continued, “She wants you to live with her.” Immediately Peggy and Don burst into violent protests. They didn’t want to go away and leave Aunt Kate. She tried to make them see what the change would mean, but all in vain. The twins knew their grandmother was wealthy. College and travel would not be a dream but a possibility. But they also knew that their grandmother was selfish and cruel. She didn’t want them seven- teen years ago. Then she certainly could get along without them now. “And furthermore,” Don said firm- ly, “we wouldn’t leave you for a thousand grandmothers.” However, the twins had to give in to their aunt’s will in the end. It was a very dejected and silent group who sat around the fireplace staring into the fire and avoiding each other’s eyes. Peggy was sobbing softly and declaring over and over again that she didn’t want to go. After listening for a few minutes Don decided to go into the kitchen and get a drink. Gosh what a lump could rise in a fellow’s throat, it seemed like a mountain when you tried to swallow. On his way out he stumbled against the box. Immediately Peggy stopped crying and screamed instead, “Oh, we forgot all about the box.” An excited ex- planation followed and in the end Aunt Kate was no wiser than she had been in the beginning. “Let me see the letter,’ she said after trying to listen to both of them at once. 10 THE SCREECH OWL The letter was very short and con- cise evidently the writer didn’t be- lieve in beating around the bush. My dear niece and nephew : I am sending you each an opportun- ity to realize your ambitions. You never get anything in this world for nothing and though I am sending you the prize first, it is going to take time and wits to earn it. Your uncle, Robert Whetherhill. T can see that you are puzzled,” Aunt Kate said with an amused smile, “but that is just like your Uncle Robert. Open the box, Don, while I give you an idea of him.” “Of course he is very wealthy and maybe you think he is eccentric after reading his message. But I have a hunch that he knows about your grandmother’s plan to take you away and because he dislikes her he doesn’t wish her to be successful, so he is sending you something which prob- ably will aid you so you will be inde- pendent. You see he had to live with her several years and he never forgot it.” “Aw, look,” Don said in disappoint- ment, taking out what appeared to be a vase. It was about two feet in height and a little more than one foot in circumference. It was made of clay and covered with a weird oriental de- sign. Two little iron rings hung on opposite sides of the neck. After examining them thoroughly and finding nothing of value either in- side or outside, Don muttered, “Op- portunities, ambitions — never get anything — etc.” “They’ll make pretty good orna- ments, but that’s about all,” Peggy said, “I don’t see any prizes concealed in them.” “Of course you won’t find the prize if you give up before you begin,” Aunt Kate said reproachfully, “you have three months to solve the mys- tery.” So with a great deal of enthusiasm for they loved mystery, the twins plunged into the task of solving the mystery of the vases. The future didn’t seem as dreary and dark as it had before. But it wasn’t as easy to solve the puzzle as it seemed. After two months when the twins were no nearer to the goal they began to feel discouraged. Aunt Kate helped as much as she could but though the three studied, thought, planned and worked no one could find the solution. One evening about two weeks be- fore the unhappy day of parting, the twins were sitting down together on the sofa discussing the vases. A neighbor came over to see Aunt Kate and ask her advice about decorating a booth. “I can’t think of another idea,” she declared, “and I’m getting tired of having my booth decorated the same every year except in different colors.” “Well, I have an idea,” Don said thoughtfully. “Bright boy, you may never have another so hurry up and tell us,” Peggy said patting him on the head. Don grinned, “Speak for yourself, smartie.” Then to the Mrs. Heeney who was waiting patiently. “Why don’t you decorate it in an oriental fashion.” “The very thing, oh thank you,” Mrs. Heeney beamed, “and I can have some incense burning and every- thing.” “Why you could take our vases,” Peggy chimed in, “they’re certainly designed in an oriental style.” Mrs. Heeney thanked them all and de- parted saying she would send her hus- band over for the vases the next morning. “Maybe you shouldn’t have offered the jars to Mrs. Heeney,” Aunt Kate said afterwards, “they might be broken.” Don said nothing but in his heart he fervently wished that the old vases would be lost or shattered in pieces. For it seemed hopeless now to think of solving the mystery. THE SCREECH OWL 11 Each day seemed to slip by more quickly than the one before and sud- denly came the sad day. It was a few hours before train time and the twins were packing a few last belongings. Peggy went about with red eyes and swollen nose, with armfuls of clothes dumping them in a trunk, and between intervals sat down to cry. Aunt Kate stayed in her room with the plea of a headache. Don went from trunk to closet with a face a mile long and gave the trunk a vicious kick now and then to relieve his feel- ings. The front door bell rang. Both tried to ignore it. “You go down, Don my nose is red,” Peggy said. He appeared a minute later with their vases. “I suppose we’ll have to take them with us,” Peggy said eyeing the vases gloomily. “Not if I have my way about it,” Don said under his breath, gazing thoughtfully at a pillow that was in his path. “Look out Don,” Peggy cried, but it was too late. Don lay on the floor looking stupidly at the shattered pieces. “Aw, Wreck of the Hesperus, I thought it was gone.” Then suddenly his eyes widened. For in the pile of broken clay, lay a gold vase. Don picked it up slowly wondering if he might be in a dream. “What happened?” asked Aunt Kate anxiously, hurrying into the room. “We’ve discovered the mystery of our extraordinary legacy,” Peggy cried. Then Don took the other one and threw it on the floor violently and a golden vase rolled out. About an hour later a very happy group were sitting around the fire- place discussing their extraordinary legacy, while a certain old lady was very much surprised to receive a tele- gram firmly refusing her kind offer of a few months ago and a certain old gentleman chuckled with delight over his message which read. Thanks. It takes time and wits. Don. Helen Dudzinski, ’29. A WORD TO THE FRESHMEN I Our Screech Owl is one year old, ’Tho many copies have not been sold. We wish the Freshmen weren’t so cold Then the number of sales would be untold. II Over the other’s shoulder they peer, As if they got a better view from the rear! Fifteen cents isn’t very much But the Freshmen seem to think it such. Ill Maybe this is a little sarcastic. But we hope it works like elastic And stretches and stretches, till it reaches each ear Then maybe the Freshmen will buy with fear! Jeannette C. Johnston, ’28. The Owl The Screech Owl is becoming rec- ognized more and more by the towns- people, who have manifested an inter- est in this activity, not only by sub- scribing and advertising, but also by a gift from a citizen of the town. At the student assembly, held or Wednesday, February 15, a mounted owl was unveiled, the gift of Mr. Wi] liam Reid. While Mr. Reid’s gift wa’ made primarily to the student body, 12 THE SCREECH OWL it was intended by him to be a s 3 anbol of the Screech Owl. By a unanimous vote of the student body, it was de- cided that a letter of thanks be sent to the donor. The Screech Owl staff wish to take this opportunity to thank Mr. Reid for his gift. The owl is now placed in the library, a fitting place for the syrnbol of wisdom. May it instill in the minds of the students of M. H. S. the value of sagacity and repose. Edward C. Feams, ' 28. Our Vacation It happened in the glorious month of July, on a most wonderful summer day. I set forth with the antiquated liivver, our family relic, and the fam- ily, dog included, to spend a much anticipated vacation by the sea. We were to camp out on the beach, so the car was loaded down with camp apparatus. The family was so anxious to get started, that we went a day ahead of schedule. Amid the shout- ing of farewells and the barking of the dog, we majestically rode away. Oh, weren ' t our neighbors jealous of our coming vacation at the seaside! One long stretch of roads, a breath of salt air, and we were there. We selected one of the most en- chanting spots on the Atlantic coast, and here we pitched our tent beneath a group of sheltering trees. We were a quarter of a mile away from the surf but we could plainly hear the water pounding up the beach. Tlie first day was one of explora- tion. The whole family turned out, and we hiked up and down the beach seeking pearl-producing clam shells. We managed to locate only a few tiny land snails and then learned to our great disappointment that pearls were very scarce here. In the late afternoon we gathered driftwood for an evening camp fire. Seated about the blazing logs we would tell all the tales we had ever heard or read. The pounding surf made mysterious noises and enthusiasm waxed high. Despite inconveniences my family became so attached to this gypsy life that when it was time to depart I found it hard to persuade them to re- turn to the hot city. Finally we de- cided to break camp the next day. We were congratulating each other for the wonderful weather we had been having, for it had not rained but once the whole two weeks we were down there. Even then it was only a slight drizzle. We went to bed that night at an early hour so that we might be fully rested for the home going journey the next day. About one o ' clock in the morning I heard a terrible crash. I started up. The door of my tent was wide open and some terrific force threw me back in bed again. I was thoroughly frightened now. I made another try and was successful. The terrible force that hurled me back in bed again was — the wind. Just as I got to the entrance of my tent the wind gave a tremendous blow and the tent fell down on me. When I had man- aged to wriggle out of the mess, I staggered toward the rest of the tents. They were down too. After I had rescued my family from under the numerous tents, the hurricane had almost subsided. Was my family ready to go home ? I’ll give you three guesses. C. C., ' 31. Pals What is there in life more precious than the deep friendship that almost always exists between two young peo- ple during their school career. It is so seldom that one finds a person who can honestly say, ‘‘There has never been a sacred friendship in my life. I THE SCREECH OWL 13 have never had more than casual ac- quaintances ; I have never had an in- timate friend.” If we did find such an unusual character there is but one answer we could give him, “You have missed one of the most beautiful things this life has to offer you.” A pal is the most intimate type of a friend. One to whom you confide all your joys, sorrows, and even your thoughts; one whom you trust . It is human nature to want one per- son to go to for comfort when we are blue and discouraged; when we have become tired or bored with the rest of the world. It is then that we want to have a place where we know symp- athy and understanding will be found. It is even shown in the case of the very young child who loves some par- ticular toy above all others. Who, al- though dazzled at first by a new shiny plaything will turn ultimately to the old, faithful teddy bear or rag doll. But this close friendship is accom- panied with an ugly jealousy that springs up at the slightest and most illogical provocation. Not jealousy of material things that the other posses- ses but at the imaginary slights for which one is forever on the watch. It is the bitterness that accompan- ies all felicity. It is that which makes us recognize joy, for without this severe reminder we would forever look for, and never find, happiness. Edna Paine, ' 29. The Forest Primeval I A splash of water, a bubble, a wave; A rising echo bold and knave ; A sudden crash, a wailing cry, A moan — a shriek — a sobbing sigh ! n A rustle of leaves, a hissing sound; A sudden leap and rushing around; Silence, awe ; a stir — the breeze, A sudden wind — a crash — a tree ! Ill We can but wonder what beings creep In the forest primeval and deep ; On and on, all year around ; For ever and ever the echoes resound. Irma Ryssy, ' 28. The Yosemite Falls Downward, downward, downward, pours the water in a never ending stream. Dashing over the rocks in a constant flow, the current pours over the lofty cliff, hour after hour, day after day, year after year, on into eternity. As this scene meets our eyes, it carries to our minds some idea of the majestic grandeur of Nature herself. As we gaze on this imposing scene, we realize how truly great is the world about us, and how inconsequen- tial we ourselves are. We see the stream, falling tumultu- ously over a vast precipice, to a tur- bulent and boiling pool beneath. The spray and mist, bathed in pure sun- light, burst forth with a display of colors unrivalled in iridescence. The turbulent waters, flowing quietly away from the foot of the rag- ing cascade, pass through the restful peace of the forest and the cool calm and shade of the masterly oaks and hemlocks. On either side, this cataract is flanked by massive cliffs, carved by the tools of Nature and hewn by the hands of Time. Their stern, gray and sombre hue lends a picturesque and fitting background to this galaxy of the shades and tints of Nature. Nor is the art of the Yosemite Falls one of painting and sculpture alone, but also, it is one of music. The roar of the water, tumbling angrily over the precipice is mightier than the greatest of symphonies, while the quiet harmony of the stream, flowing serenely on its way, cannot be dupli- cated in the airs of the greatest of masters. 14 THE SCREECH OWL As one turns away from this mag- nificent scene, one cannot help but realize that the greatest of beauty is to be found in Nature. Edward C. Fearns, ' 28. Leap Year One February morning in the year of nineteen hundred and twenty- eight, Abigail Brown found herself in the clutches of fate. Just yesterday Abbie was a lady of great fortune but today everything was different. How foolish she was to trust that glib Major Van Dyke when he advised her to invest the Brown fortune in his radium mine. The mine was a fake, her money vanished with the false Major, and she found herself penni- less and friendless. It was beyond her ladylike manners to go to work. She had not a relative or friend to turn to. In the depths of her despair her muddled brain struck a happy idea. This was Leap Year! Why not exer- cise the traditional right of women and get a husband to support her. A rich man was her only salvation, she must propose. Craftily Abbie planned her cam- paign, she would attend the Charity Ball although she had not “stepped out for years. All the rich bachelors of the town would be there. She would start with the biggest and the best, and propose to every available man until she found one who would accept her. Abbie flirted desperately with every bachelor “daddy at the ball. After much maneuvering, she induced Mr. Bigbug to sit down a dance with her. Now was the time to strike. Abbie asked Mr. Bigbug very demurely if he would like a wife. The bachelor realized it was Leap Year and hast- ened away. This did not discourage Abbie, she decided to try Mr. Er- widow a widower. The widower was ready to confide his sorrows to any- one. Abbie got into a conversation with him very easily. She asked him if he intended to get married again. The man exclaimed with horror, “Not another woman for me! Alas, our Abbie had failed again. She imag- ined everyone was laughing at her. She was losing her temper. Biting her lip to keep back the tears, she ran home. Oh, the disgrace of that night ! Poor Abbie and her Leap Year pro- posals ! What was this? Abbie opened her eyes, she was in her cozy bedroom and her alarm clock was going off at top speed. The pro- posals were nothing but — a dream! Abbie ' s heart beat joyfully — pro- posals and fortunes. Bah! Helmi M. Hiipakka, ' 29. Rather Different Yes, he did look rather odd as he walked down the village street with that limp now almost imperceptible, but which still added to his somewhat singular appearance, his general habiliment bespeaking complete dis- regard of personal appearance, his pre-occupied manner unconscious- ness of his surroundings, followed by that queer, shaggy object, which, by its antics, evidently aspired to the name of “dog . John Harwood had always been, well, rather different. By one of those unaccountable tricks of fate he had been born into a respectable, common place, in fact very prosaic family, where, somehow, he didn ' t seem to fit. No tie of sympathy bound him to the rest, for his nature, utterly in- consistent with theirs, could not be understood. Serious in advance of his years, highly sensitive, contem- plative, reticent, a dreamer by nat- ure, a barrier separated him from them into a world by himself, a world of dreams. Tameness acquired in early childhood aggravated his nat- THE SCREECH OWL 15 ural self-consciousness and diffidence, and more than once he had been hurt, as only his sensitive nature could be hurt, by some thoughtless, cutting reference to it. This drove him farther and -deeper into himself, into silent contemplations, introspections, and dreams, and consequently, to seek an- swers to questions which surged in his meditative mind, into the world of books. Such a nature does not seek com- panionship. It does not desire it, and seems not to require it. For human companionship it substitutes that of books, which often proves much more satisfying, and finds in nature the sympathy it desires, more vast, unsel- fish, peace-giving, and we might say understanding, than that of man, who ever egotistic, is susceptible to selfish concern. But nature in its infinity has a healing sympathy which humbles and exalts, glorifies, and calms with an ineffable peace. Who befriends nature and understands her moods, finds a friend never-failing. A disposition sensitive to the slightest irritation suffers agonies from the constant nervous friction which must exist wherever conflicting natures are forced into daily contact. This nervous irritability is unavoid- able for man is ever conscious first of another’s failings. To the highly sensitive feelings of John Harwood this irritation between him and those about him was torment, which be- coming unbearable, found voice in his cry, “Oh, for peace, peace, peace! Surely I do not ask much, only to be left alone 1” How he yearned for soli- tude! Instinctively, to protect what he felt to be sacred ground, his secret dreams and thoughts, against the trespassing of intruders who had the power to hurt, he assumed a manner surly and sullen, unpropitious to any advances, and built around him an im- pregnable wall of reserve within which no one might ever enter, con- clusive of his belief that he neither desired nor needed human compan- ionship. All problems his books solved, and for sympathy he turned to nat- ure, intermediary between man and his Creator. So years fled, swift in the passing but ages in retrospect to John Har- wood. And suddenly he realized that he was alone. No more need he cry out in agony for solitude, for Time had broken ties never to be bound again; but ties which are not of sympathy and understanding are easily broken, and he, after natural momentary grief, gloried in his new freedom, freedom from constant ner- vous chafing, tiresome obligations natural in a family, misunderstand- ing, and resulting self condemnation for his own impatience. So he drew in the air of freedom with avid ex- hilaration, and for a few months reveled in his solitude. But a strange unaccountable un- easiness suddenly forced itself into notice. He buried himself into a book, with its momentary banishment, but it returned, more forceful, more acute. His sensitive nature magnified it to actual misery. Day by day, more per- sistent, he felt it, a great empty void which weighed on his heart, his spirit. He smiled his cynic smile as the thought occurred to him, “An emptiness that weighs.” And the day came when his books failed in their accustomed agency of taking him from himself. But there was a power never fail- ing to alleviate his greatest suffering, to which during his turbulent boy- hood, he had had almost daily re- course. So he took the path through the wood, over the hill overlooking the small hamlet, past the last golden cornfield to the place where he had so long worshipped God’s creation, a place he had named the “Valley of Truth”. He seated himself against a tree, near the precipitous drop to the rocky glen below. The sacred hush of a Sabbath sun- set pervaded the fragrant air, and the 16 THE SCREECH OWL last rays of departing day bathed the valley in a parting benediction, trans- forming the whole into a scene of dazzling gold. In the trees standing in silent adoration, birds poured forth their vespers, while the sun, linger- ingly withdrawing its golden rays, sank lower and lower, until it hid be- hind the western hills, leaving in its wake the tints of gold, rose, and amethyst which slowly faded ; and on the blue appeared the evening star. For a while John Harwood sat motionless, forgetful of all except the beauty which had again entered his soul, leaving him trembling, exultant. He rose, turned homeward, in a reverie. He started as the evening chimes vibrated on the evening air, and felt that feeling, which he now knew as longing; but longing for what? Two children, hand in hand, burst from the wood, laughing and shouting in the supreme joy of child- hood. His heart contracted with a strange tenderness, as he really saw them for the first time in his self- contained life. He resumed his way, heart heavy within him, all around him seeming so dismal, so remote. Nearing the village, he met an old man with the arm of a young girl tenderly placed within his. John Har- wood gasped, as the girl looked at him with a look in her eyes almost as if she understood what he himself did not dare to realize. He hurried on. He turned into the familiar gate. Home, — so this was home. He smiled though something in his throat caught. He stumbled against some- thing soft, which emitted a whine. He bent down. A pair of brown eyes looked up at him beseechingly from a shaggy face, and he saw a cruel wound in an extended paw. He put out his hand, and a warm tongue met it with a dog ' s caress. Then the storm broke from the heart of a man which could bear no more. Clasping the dog he wept, wept until the burden he had so long carried was washed away, and he felt a great peace and understand- ing. For now he knew he wanted friendship, the friendship of man to man. “But, he smiled wryly not will- ing to admit himself wholly wrong, “is not a dog truer friend than man? He lifted the dog tenderly, almost rev- erently, and limped up the steps. Yes, he did look rather odd as he walked down the street with that queer shaggy object at his heels; but, John Harwood had always been, well, rather queer. Salmi Wirkkanen, ’30. Basketball Schedule Jan. 4. Northboro at Maynard. Jan. 7. Shirley Industrial at Shirley Jan. 8. Sudbury at Maynard Jan. ' 20. Westboro at Westboro Jan. 24. Lawrence Acad, at Groton Jan. 25. Sudbury at Maynard Jan. 27. Clinton at Clinton Jan. 28. Lawrence Acad, at Maynard Jan. 31. Westford Acad, at Westford Feb. 4. Marlboro at Maynard Feb. 7. Hudson at Hudson Feb. 11. Leominster at Maynard Feb. 18. Clinton at Maynard Feb. 20. Marlboro at Marlboro Feb. 22. Shirley at Maynard Feb. 25. Hudson at Maynard Feb. 28. Northboro at Northboro Mar. 3. Westford Acad, at Maynard Mar. 6. Leominster at Leominster Mar. 10. Westboro at Maynard Midland League Standing The standing as we go to press. Westboro H. S. is tied with Hudson for first place, with Maynard and Marlboro second and third, respect- ively. W. L. Pts. Westboro H. S. 2 1 667 Hudson H. S. 2 1 667 Maynard H. S. 1 1 500 Marlboro H. S. 13 GAMES Northboro at Maynard 222 Maynard dropped the initial game of the season to Northboro H. S. 16- 15. Both teams were evenly matched. Numerous fouls called on Majmard gave Northboro the needed edge for a win. Maynard at Shirley Maynard hit the winning stride at Shirley, defeating them 40-26. The first half proved neither one’s super- iority, but the second half brought home the bacon when Maynard took the lead and walked away from her opponents completely. Sudbury at Maynard Maynard defeated Sudbury H. S. at Waltham Street Hall 16-5 in a pre- liminary to the girls’ game and won easily. Maynard at Westboro Westboro H. S. defeated Maynard in a Midland League game 16-13. It was a close fought game to the last. Maynard’s inability to drop foul shots and her frequent fouling gave West- boro the edge. Maynard at Lawrence Academy Lawrence Academy defeated May- nard 43-33 in a close, fast game. Law- rence Academy’s large lead which piled up in the first half was too much for Maynard to overcome. Sudbury at Maynard Maynard again defeated Sudbury 28-10. Maynard kept a large lead throughout and was not pressed very much. Maynard at Clinton Maynard was defeated by the strong Clinton team 19-13. Maynard’s numerous fouls on Clinton and her in- ability to drop foul shots again proved a main factor in her defeat. 18 THE SCREECH OWL Lawrence Academy at Maynard Lawrence Academy again defeated Maynard 58-33 at Waltham Street Hall. Lawrence Academy’s dazzling passing attack soon piled up a large score which again proved to be too much for Maynard to overcome. Maynard at Westford Academy Westford Academy defeated May- nard 19-11 in a close fought game. The small hall was a great handicap to Maynard who were used to playing on regulation floors. Marlboro at Maynard Displaying a passing attack and a defense that completely baffled her opponents, Maynard defeated Marl- boro 35-13 in a Midland League game at Waltham Street Hall. Marlboro, fresh from her victory over Hudson, was a big favorite but was unable to cope with Maynard’s passing and shooting attack. Maynard at Hudson In a game replete with thrills, ex- citement and what not Hudson de- feated Maynard 18-16. Both teams played a fast clean game that spec- tators said was clearly the best ama- teur game they had witnessed. Both teams were tide going into the last quarter, Maynard taking a 2 point lead which was quickly overtaken when Hudson dropped two foul shots and a basket. Maynard rallied com- ing within two points to tie but time was up. Leominster at Maynard Maynard defeated Leominster 24- 11 at Waltham Street Hall. May- nard’s sterling defense and pass work overwhelmed the Leominster quin- tet. White and Frigard paved the way to victory, being high scorers for Maynard. AND HOW! not to , There is a dry politician’s son who, as an athlete, is all wet. Raymond’s boast that they need no high pressure salesmen. They were certainly needed at the bargain sale of basketball tickets, believe you me! What’s the matter with you fel- lows? You know that there’s a saying, “You can’t teach an old dog new tricks.” At least I hope you fellows are a little more intelligent than man’s best friend. Pep is three-quarters any game. Help the team, contribute your pep, they’ll do the rest. I guess the only pep a lot of you fellows have comes in a box with the name Kellogg on it. Well, all right, all right, don’t get peeved, if you have got pep let us see you up at the game. You know there’s another old say- ing, “You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make him drink.” Is it any wonder that they wanted to shoot the boy whose finger was broken by someone’s huge Pullman. The Dope Maynard High is expecting to have a great baseball season this yeai . With practically a veteran team to work with Coach Lent’s prospects of turning out a winning team are very good. The pitchin g staff consists of four veterans who should be able to split up the schedule among them, Tierney, Lovering, Lawson and Rutkowski. Wardzala and Hearon make up the other half of the battery. There is a veteran infield composed of Frigard first, White second, Siipola at short and “Tonsky” Torrpa at the hot corner. The outfield is made up of veterans, Kane, Zaporeski and Nordberg. THE SCREECH OWL 19 Prospects have never been brighter for a championship team. With your backing and support we can make it the best team in the history of base- ball at Maynard High. Eino Puro, 29. Captain-Elect Howard King, ' 29, was elected Cap- tain of the 1928 football team at a meeting of the football lettermen. King played fullback last year. Girls’ Basketball 56-9 On January 20th the Maynard High girls opened their basketball season with a game at Hopkinton. With little effort Maynard triumphed over their opponents with a score of 56-9. Cap- tain Lehto was high scorer with 27 points and Taimi Nyland a close sec- ond with a total of 21. 17-22 In a hard fought battle Maynard was defeated by the Templeton sex- tette in their gymnasium, 22 to 17. Maynard led at the end of the first half by one point, but during the sec- ond half Templeton emerged ahead and retained the lead throughout the game which resulted in Maynard ' s first defeat. 18-17 The closely played game between Westford Academy and Maynard re- sulted in Maynard ' s second victory. The fourth quarter ended in a 16-16 tie. An extra five minute period was agreed upon during which time both teams scored another point. Excite- ment reigned and shouting was loud w hen Captain Lehto scored the win- ning basket with but a fev seconds to play. 5-39 At the Lexington High School gym- nasium, Maynard struggled courage- ously against the onslaught of the strong Lexington team without suc- cess. Maynard was outplayed in every department of the game by their opponents whose accurate shoot- ing, clever passing and team work, baffled the Maynard players. Maynard scored their five points on foul shots. 23-29 In a lively contest between Hudson and Maynard the former scored a vic- tory. The two rival teams battled vigorously to the end. The Maynard girls have had a rather successful season so far but look forward to the approaching games, which will be played here, with better results. Senior Play The future senior classes of the Maynard High School have a record t o beat ! It was unanimously voted by an appreciative audience that the class of ’28 put on one of the best class plays of recent years. “The Arrival of Kitty” held in the Waltham Street Hall, on February seventeenth, met with overwhelming approval. We admire George Tucker as Bobbie Baxter alias Kitty for showing us what a boy can do with a girl’s part. He took his part equally well as the adoring lover of Jane. Sylvia Ahola, as Jane, is quite noted for her success in taking the part of the unhappy victim of circumstance. Kitty, Jeannette Johnston, registered wrath very successfully when her “Tootsie Wootsie,” William Winkler, tried to keep her from the eyes of the rich Aunt Jane. We don’t blame Mr. Winkler, Leo Mullin, one bit for fall- ing in love with the charming Kitty. The members of the supporting cast were admirably adapted for their re- spective parts and added humor and atmosphere to the play. We congrat- ulate the Senior Class on its out- standing talent and anticipate future achievements along dramatic lines. Miss Kennedy and Miss Patterson should be heartily congratulated for so successfully coaching “The Arrival of Kitty.” Candy, sold by the Junior Girls, and dancing, lasting until one o’clock helped make the evening a success. A happy throng started for home only to find that Kitty had arrived in a snow storm. THE CAST Kitty - Jeannette Johnston William Winkler Leo Mullin Bobbie Baxter George Tucker Jane Sylvia Ahola Benjamin More Edward Fearns Ting Maurice White Aunt Jane Impi Klemola Sam Samuel Gilman Suzzette Sirkka Koivu War Declared! Just before Christmas the school was buzzing with the excitement of a Tong War. An agent from the Crowell Publish- ing Company came one day to give us a talk on “Salesmanship”. His talk ended by stirring up a desire in the hearts of the student body to have a real fight. Not with fists or guns, to be sure, but with subscriptions to magazines. The students were divided into three groups, red, green and blue. Three dragons were pinned on a “wall of China” in the hall and the one that was fed the most subscriptions each day crawled up the highest. At the THE SCREECH OWL 21 end of seven days the winner went over the top. The members of each team sold all the subscriptions they could but the reds fed their dragon the most so they won. The blues came in a close second and the greens came in last. The profits of our labor were turned over to the Boys’ Athletic Associa- tion. We thank all the people who helped the Boys’ A. A. by subscribing for magazines. «Pep” Talk It is the sentiment of the faculty that student support at the basket- ball games has been very much lack- ing. As a remedy of this unfavorable condition tickets for the following game were offered at bargain prices, if purchased in the assembly during the rally, held Friday, February 10th. Mr. Furber and Coach Lent gave short addresses to the students ex- pounding the importance of a peppy cheering squad and the hearty sup- port of the members of M. H. S. If we want a winning team, we must back it up one hundred per cent strong. Our short “pep” talks have already aroused some response. Come on — Maynard High — let’s get behind our team ! Turn out to our rallies and games. Put Maynard on the map! M. A. C. Concert The Massachusetts Agricultural College Glee Club journeyed from Amherst to give us a very enjoyable concert, taking place in the auditor- ium, on January twenty-sixth. Sev- eral special numbers were given be- tween the selections rendered by the chorus, and all were met with hearty applause. We congratulate the mem- bers of the Glee Club for their excel- lent work. After the concert, dancing was enjoyed, the music being furn- ished by the M. A. C. orchestra. The proceeds of the concert were given to the Boys’ Athletic Associa- tion. Junior Social The thirteenth of February did not prove to be an unlucky day for the Juniors as every one knows, who at- tended the social held that evening. They secured the usual orchestra. Nelson’s Synphonians, and opened the doors to a merry throng of students and friends. The proceeds of this dance will go towards making this year’s Junior Prom one of the most successful social functions of the year. Class Play Competition M. H. S. will hold a play competi- tion on the evening of March twenty- third, in the Parker Street Hall. Each class will present a one act play and judges from out of town will determ- ine the winning class. The plays are not the only thing that will be con- sidered in the competition, the class songs and cheers given before and after each play will also count. The hall is to be attractively deco- rated in the different class colors. The plays have all been chosen by committees from the respective classes and are as follows : the Seniors will present, “The Little Bluffer”. The Junior play is called “Double Crossed”, the Sophomores have chosen “An Easy Mark” and the Freshmen will ac t out “Telegram.” Each play will be coached by the class adviser. The High School is preparing to give the public something different in the way of entertainment. We sin- cerely hope and expect that the townspeople will co-operate by buying tickets and coming to our class play competition. Lincoln Essay The annual Lincoln Essay Contest is over and the medal has been awarded to the President of the Sen- ior Class, George Tucker. His essay on Lincoln was remarkably well done and deserves the highest praise. Hon- 22 THE SCREECH OWL orable mentions were awarded to Ed- ward Fearns, ' 28 and Edna Paine, ' 29. Differing from former years the Juniors were allowed to compete, per- haps as a sort of preliminary for next year’s contest. The Lincoln Essay award promotes a spirit of emulation which brings out the best that is in the student body. CLUB NEWS Radio Club A Radio Club has recently been formed under the direction of Mr. Reardon. Its purpose is, at present, to receive messages and study the radio. Later the club hopes to trans- mit messages. French Club By combining work with play the French Club has had a most success- ful season so far. Many afternoons have been spent singing and playing French songs and games, thus teach- ing the club members much concern- ing France. The members anticipate putting on a play in assembly before very long. Remembering the clever little French school room scene we witnessed last year we hope they will entertain us again. One interesting detail in the club is that several of the senior members have received letters from boys in a private school in France. Twelve French boys have written so far and their letters show the respect and love France has for America. This is one of the most interesting clubs we have at school and much credit goes to Miss Adams for super- vising it. Dramatic Club “The Dagger”, at present, is busily rehearsing a one act play, to be pre- sented at assembly on some future date. Its name is “In the Good Old Days”, and its point is to prove that modem times are much superior to the olden days. Costumes will be worn and it is bound to be a big success, if rumor is founded on fact. The Club does not intend to be idle, for they have already chosen a three act play, “The Adventures of Grand- pa” to be put before the public some time in the early Spring. We all agree that “The Dagger” is a very active club and you have our admiration and whole hearted sup- port. Assembly Attractions Movies! The School Committee recently presented us with a new motion pic- ture machine. We have enjoyed two sets of pictures so far, dealing prin- cipally with manufacturing, improved farming conditions, and hygiene. It is the Principal’s plan to have these educational pictures as often as practicable. A collection was taken to defray the cost and enough was made to pay for the next few sets of pictures. Thank You! We have a real stuffed owl estab- lished in the school library which has been adopted as the mascot of our paper. With dignity and delight Maynard High School bows “I thank you” to Mr. William Reid. The pre- sentation of our screech owl was held in the assembly hall on February 17th. It is encouraging and helpful to know that the townspeople are inter- ested in our activities. Vocational Talks Mr. Furber has arranged for men in different professions to come and give a series of vocational talks. The first of these lectures was given on Tuesday morning, January seventeenth and dealt with engineer- ing. The speaker outlined various THE SCREECH OWL 23 types of engineering and gave us a clear idea of the opportunities afforded a man in this profession. At the close of the talk the students were given an opportunity to ask any ques- tions they might have relating to engineering. We enjoyed this lecture and ap- preciate its value in helping us choose our vocation. The next lecture in the series was given February seventh, on the auto- motive industry. We were made to see, in a very entertaining way, the future this great business has, not in the betterment of automobiles neces- sarily, but in aeroplanes. Any young man interested in this sort of work has a marvelous opportunity to learn the facts about this great industry. Hearing such an interesting man speak was a forty-five minutes well spent. Insurance was the subject of the third vocational talk held on the morning of February twenty-first. The purpose of insurance, the good in having it, and the harm in not having it, were all explained to us by the speaker. Major Hickey. He spoke of the personal requirements needed to be a success in this business, also telling us of the chances for advance- ment. Without a doubt we left the auditorium, after hearing this educa- tional lecture a great deal wiser than when we went in. HONOR ROLL FOR NOVEMBER AND DECEMBER Six A’s Jane Boicourt Catherine Coughlin Saimi Keto Five A’s One B Sylvia Ahola Ame Ollila Five A’s Vieno Sneck Salme Wirkkanen Four A’s One B Leo Aho Ilmi Falk Edward Feams Hulda Hill George Tucker Four A’s Waino Sjoblom PERFECT ATTENDANCE Up to Feb. 15, 1928 Senior Boys Arthur Lampila Leo Mullin Harold Nordberg Joseph Wardzala Junior Boys George Brayden Lawrence Chandler Albert Fairbanks Tauno Frigard John Hearon Herbert Ruotsala Arvi Stabell Irving Wooldridge Sophomore Boys Leo Aho Olavi Alto Jouko Heikkila Leo Holt Eino Ketola Alexander Kulevich Martti Makela Stanley Maskiewicz Ame Ollila Waino Puro Niilo Rahkonen Harold Wilcox Senior Girls Sylvia Ahola Mary Hayward Rauki Jokinen Margaret Smith 24 THE SCREECH OWL Junior Girls Ruth Bradley Laura Grondahl Helmi Hiipakka Irma Howard Mary Howe Mary Kozak Virginia Lawson Aune Rasanen Impi Sneck Josephine Stuka Gertrude Weaving Sophomore Girls Katherine Bariteau Jane Boicourt Alice Fearns Helen Forsten Grace Greenleaf Signe Holt Flora Johnson Salme Jokela Ingrid Keto Si e Kivinen Miriam Lehto Eileen Mahoney Helen Mark Taimi Nyland Beatrice Smith Vieno Sneck Josephine Sofka Marguerite Tierney Winifred Tobin Irma Wirkkanen Salme Wirkkanen Freshmen Boys Denis Famell Leon Frye George Gutteridge Francis Hannon Sulo Hintsa Jorma Huhtamaki Harold Johnson William Joyce Reino Kansanoja Eino Latva Mark Newton Joseph Pieciewicz Harvey Priest George Saisa James Sweeney Anthony Silkonis Tauno Tyrkko Olavi Warila Arvo Saari Freshmen Girls Annie Batulin Mary Coughlin Alice Duggan Margaret Duggan Aili Hermanson Ruth Hull Tyyne Jokinen Margaret Johnson Irja Jokela Irma Kauppinen Eppa Kivinen Violet Koskela Sirkka Lehtinen Helvi Pietila Mary Sexton Alice Smith Edith Weckstrom Annie White Niini Wirta Babara Stockbridge THE SCREECH OWL 25 ALUMNI NOTES inriMiriiM Alumni Association On January 30, 1928, a meeting of graduates of the Maynard High School was held in the High School Auditorium. This meeting was brought about largely through the efforts of Dr. Raymond Hooper, school physician and Donald A. Lent, director of athletics in the High School, both members of the class of 1916. The purpose of the meeting was to arouse the interest of the alumni, and to bring about a reorgan- ization of the Alumni Association which had ceased to function, its last meeting in June, 1916 being a banquet and a reception to the graduating class of the High School. On February 13, a second meeting was held at the High School Auditor- ium attended by 200 alumni who showed great enthusiasm over the prospect of a bigger, better Alumni Association. Nearly all classes from ' 88 to ' 27 were represented by at least one member, in several cases a parent and a child representing their different classes. Various aims and purposes of an Alumni Association provided lively discussions. One project sponsored by Mr. Lent was the creating of an Alumni athletic field on the ground now known as the poor farm field. This land is owned by the town and could be given over to the alumni by the town. This would supply a great need on the part of the children and would serve to keep them off the streets, especially during the summer vacation, which is the time when they are in the greatest need of supervised athletics. Football fields, baseball diamonds, tennis courts, and cinder tracks could easily be laid out. The barn could be remodeled into a club- house and even a swimming pool could be had, where the children could be taught to swim in safety. The following officers were elected for the coming year: President: James J. Ledgard, ' 02. Vice-President: Francis Nee, ' 24. Secretary: Dorothy Hannon, ' 21. Treasurer: Mrs. Sadie Case, ' 99. Historian: Donald A. Lent, ' 16. Mrs. Mary Sanderson, ' 92 Mrs. Nellie Hannon, ' 88 Executive Committee: Harold Morgan, ' 16, Chairman William Naylor, ' 95 Jacob Laurilla, ' 19 Ruth French, ' 27 Anna Kozak, ' 27 A banquet is being planned for April. Arrangements are in charge of the committee. The need of some such organization has been most apparent especially in the last few years. Graduates are go- ing forth from their Alma Mater without realizing how much they owe their school in loyalty, interest, and support, chiefly because there was no body of alumni to show them the way. Lacking a Parent-Teachers ' Associ- ation, an Alumni Association is the best means of keeping the people in touch with their schools. Florence Wilcox, ' 28. Comments ‘The Red and Black.” Newport, R. I. A very well balanced book. You have an original idea in “Ye Oracle”. The department illustrations are ex- ceptionally well done. “The Academy Student.” St. Johnsbury, Vermont. You have some good poets, but may we not hear from some prose writers in your literary department soon? The cover design is splendid. “The Hi-Talk.” Sherman, Texas. The best planned newspaper weVe seen. You have the great ability of placing a deal of material in a small space. Hope to hear from you again. ‘The Record.” English High School. We admire your department head- ings. Your cartoonists are to be com- plimented especially. Come again. “The Central Digest.” Central High School, Chattanooga, Tenn. Your Freshman Feature was very successful. “Rough Writer.” Roosevelt High. Your school boosts your sports very well. Why not have them boost your paper as well and make it larger and better. “Students Review.” Northampton. Your cover desi is especially at- tractive. We think drawings or sketches for department headings, would make the paper more attrac- tive. You also have a fine joke de- partment. “Port Light.” Phineas Banning High, Wilming- ton, Calif. Your Editorial Department is very good. We would suggest more de- partments, especially exchanges. “The Owl.” Middletown High, Middletown, New York. A very attractive cover. Your joke department is praiseworthy. Why not make your exchanges longer? More schools would like to have such a fine paper. THE SCREECH OWL 27 ' The Racquet.” Portland High, Portland, Me. Your Poets Page” is very good. You seem to have some rising Long- fellows. We like your paper. The Voice.” Concord High, Concord, Mass. Your athletics are well written. Why not enlarge your paper? Index.” South High, Worcester. The Story Department is very in- teresting. Athletics need a separate department. The Little Red Schoolhouse.” Athol High. The Editorial on Jack and Bud was very good. Why not enlarge your Literary Department and have a suit- able heading for it? The Central Digest.” Central High. Your paper is always very interest- ing to us. The letters to Santa Claus were very humorous. The Hebronite.” Hebron College Academy, Hebron, Nebraska. A very good newspaper. Short stories would help improve it. Hit and Miss.” Beverly, Mass. We hope with your new press, you can put out a large issue of your Hit and Miss.” Why not add a list of your exchanges ? Golden Rod.” Quincy High School, Quincy, Mass. Your paper certainly should be complimented. You may not think a great deal of the success of your football team, but we think a great deal of your paper. The Megaphone.” Dean Academy. The Megaphone” has the distinc- tion of being one of the best maga- zines we have yet received. A very well organized magazine in which each department is complete. As Others See Us The Megaphone.” Your magazine, though small we find interesting. Your Alumni Notes were cleverly written. May we sug- gest that you enlarge your depart- ments and a few cuts would liven up your book. Students Review.” A very snappy book. We enjoy it immensely. Echoes From Our Exchanges I never saw such eyes as thine And if you’ll butcher hand in mine, And liver around me every day. We’ll meat life’s frown with life’s caress And clearer road to happiness. To a Friend He whom I call a friend of mine. He whose virtues are good and fine. He who forgives each wrong I do. He whose friendship I’ve found to be true. He is a friend who’ll forgive and forget. He is a friend whom I’ll never regret. One who in trouble will come half- way. One about whom I can truthfully say : He is a friend whom I’m glad to know; Ours was a friendship bound to grow ; I give him a tribute, though only a line; I’m proud to call him a friend of mine. THE SCREECH OWL 28 Mother: “John, there were three pieces of cake in the pantry and now there is only one. How did that happen ?” John: “Well, it was so dark in there I didn’t see the other piece.” “Strapping young fellows, aren’t they?” “What for?” She: Are you serious? He : No, Armenian. You never can tell what a baby, a freshman, or a jury will do. “Red and Black.” Foolish Sayings A bird on the plate is worth two on the bonnet. As ye sew, so shall ye rip. People who live in glass houses should dress in the dark. Laugh in one’s sleeve — a direct route to the funny bone. Aim at a chorus girl and you may hit a star. A kiss is a noun. Seldom declined. It is more common than proper. Not very singular ; used most in the plural. It agrees with you and me. “Hi-Talk.” Summary of Events Since the First Publication of the “Screech Owl” Feb. 28. — Long promised “Screech Owl” appears, pupils go wild over their new paper — 6000 copies sold hot from the press. Feb. 25. — Senior Class presents “All a Mistake” in Waltham Street Hall. Dancing after the play. March 1-31. — Wind blew all the month. March 7. — Arrival of Miss Thompson — Prue and Brayden keep still for first time in years. April 22. — Minstrel show and dance for benefit of the A. A. held in Auditorium ' ; 123 degrees under the ' wig. . 4?pril 29. — One of the most colorful pirofiienades in years held in the . Auditorium by Class of ’28. George Brayden consumed 15 glasses of punch. April. — Second edition of “Screech Owl” appears — enlarged edition with many special features. May. — Balmy days arrive — absQut list grows long. ,, June. — Seniors start theirdast month as pupils of M. H. S. - June 4. — Senior banquet and dance held in Auditorium — good feed — Keto delivers stirring oration. June 29. — Graduation exercises held in Colonial Hall. People arriving at 7.50 angry because seats were not reserved for them. Class of ’28 is going to hire Mechanics Building or Braves Field. June 30. — Class Night held in Audi- torium — M. Kelley and Alasaari were late as usual — “Sleepy” and Carbone escaped after reading of the will ! July 1. — Senior Reception held in Colonial Hall. Schools closed f or summer vacation. Everybody goes to work except the teachers. July- August. — Rained 8 Sundays in succession. Coolidge goes to the Black Hills — unanimously elected Chief Rain-in-the-Face by Indian tribe. September 5. — Labor Day. Teachers arrive. September 6. — First day of school — teachers given the once over twice by pupils. From 8 o’clock to 1 o’clock — 101 freshmen reported to the office as lost. September 16. — First social held by Seniors. Exercises reviewed by 400 freshmen from the balcony • — Meloro and McNamara make their debut as dancers. 30 THE SCREECH OWL September 30. — Second social held by Juniors. Floor like sandpaper — good time enjoyed by all. Seniors boycott tonic trade — Policeman earns his money for once! October. — Columbus discovers Amer- ica — holiday declared — M. H. S. de- feated by Hudson — Shea of Hudson on sidelines in civilian clothes for first time in eight years — Murray — lonesome — fails to star I October 17. — Work begins to slacken up in the mill — checkers becomes the popular sport. November 23. — Rally held in Auditor- ium — speeches — songs and cheers rock the building. November 24. — Thanksgiving Day — feed good — M. H. S. defeats Punch- ard High 6-0 — Lawson stars in spite of the clams! December 13. — War declared — Tong War Subscription Contest launched in school. Clever salesman from Kansas tells how everybody has something to sell — he probably heard of Maynard before. December 15. — Christmas coming — business good. December 21. — Santa Claus makes a special trip to Freshmen and Soph- omore Christmas party — howling success — what we mean! December 22. — Junior - Senior party — ’nuff said??? Laura Merrill and Fearns compete in race! Home- made cake good as usual! December 25. — Christmas arrives — business men spend day counting profits — turkey and squash pie good. December 27. — Stores crowded with people exchanging the belts whose end wouldn’t meet and the red neck- ties for stockings that fit. December 25-31. — Neckties with ’27 on them worn every day of this week. January 1. — Quiet as usual. Every Chinaman a year older. January 3. — School again — new neck- ties attract attention. January 13. — Social by Juniors. Bray- den unable to dance — forgot to curl his hair! January 20. — Northeastern Professor of Engineering tells us our ‘ gym” was designed by engineers. (They must have been midgets.) January 26. — M. A. C. Glee Club Con- cert — good crowd — dancing after the concert. Teachers shine — pupils have background — who cares ? February 1. — K. of C. debate in Auditorium. Resolved: That “John Barleycorn Esquire” should be modified in favor of light (in color only) wines and beers. Naturally several teachers were present. The French drink wine at every meal — and “fifty million French- men can’t be wrong.” February 2. — First snow-storm — 60 pairs of rubbers sold. February 12. — Lincoln bom again in the same log cabin with the howling wind blowing in the same direction. G. Brayden’s birthday. February 17. — Long themes passed in — Oh, what a relief — Senior Play a howling success — Tucker, disguised as “Kitty” mingles in the crowd during the dancing and was asked to be taken out by seven men of good standing. February 18. — Nightlifers arise in time for dinner. Tucker absent- mindedly puts on his dress. Fearns eats his first meal in three days. February 20-21. — Horan appears in K. of C. play. He suggests that school socials be formal. THE SCREECH OWL 31 February 22. — Washington born again — Joyce chops down a cherry tree — but alas — he says he didn’t! February 24. — Horan given a haircut — Murray another pair of shoes. February 25-March 5. — Vacation — 2 house parties and 2 dances — 4 nights — rest of the time spent sleeping, eating, and thinking about how hard I am going to study next term. Station W M. H. S. Musical Program Ken Murray — “Oh, how I hate to get up in the morning.” John Horan — His class song??? Henry Grandell — “It’s 3 o’clock in the morning — ” George Tucker — “She knows her onions — ” Edward Feams — “I’m looking at the world through Rose-Colored Glasses — and all the world is Rosy now.” “Speck” Kane — “I never knew what the moonlight could do.” “Al” Connors— “If you see Sally.” “Dick” Lawson — “Is she my girl friend?” “Sam” Bachrach — “The Irish were Egyptians Long Ago.” “Flo” Wilcox — “I’m Gonna Dance Wid’ de Guy Wot Brung Me.” Helen Nee— “Hula Lou.” “Pie” Brayden — “What do we do on a Dew-dew-dewy day — ” (and how) I “Bill” Lovering — “Too many part- ies and too many Pals — ” John Zaporeski — “In my Gondola.” “Ding” Ledgard — “Could I? I cer- tainly could!” Leo Mullin — “Crazy Words — Crazy Tune.” Mary Hayward — “Henry’s Made a Lady out of Lizzie.” Joe Wardzala — “Oh, Wert Thou in the Cold Blast?” (We hope not.) Jeannette Johnston “Silent Night.” Ham Nordberg — “Calm as the Night.” (We wonder.) Maurice White — “I Told Them All About You.” Mark Kelley — “Brown Eyes, Why Are You Blue?” Hippy Wilcox — “Red Lips Kiss My Blues Away.” Doris Prescott — “There’s Some- thing Nice About Everyone, But there’s Everything Nice About You.” Doris Dawson — “Moonlight and Roses.” Edith Weckstrom — “Whispering.” “Toto” Graciffa— “When It’s Night Time in Italy.” Do You Know 1. Where Seniors go once a week ? 2. Where “Speck” got his freckles ? 3. Why Gilman brought his car to play rehearsals ? 4. Who curled “Backy’s” hair? 5. Why Seniors leave home? (Ask Tucker) 6. Why “Brady” comes back to school in the afternoon ? 7. Why R. L. Stevenson ever wrote “Travels with a Donkey?” 8. Who is going to win the class play competition ? 9. Who stays up until twelve o’clock studying? (We’ll bite, who?) 10. What size hat Feams wears? 11. Where the pieces go when the day breaks ? 12. What things amuse Fresh- men? 13. What Senior shines in the dark? (“and how”). 14. Who the “Four Horsemen” (of the sleighing-party) were? 15. That those “Four Horsemen” have taken a new interest in “ ' Travels 32 THE SCREECH OWL with a Donkey,” since their recent sleigh-ride ? 16. That a certain Senior is quite bashful at times? (Yes, at times, especially at times.) 17. What kind of wood the saw- dust that is put in hamburg comes from? 18. Why a certain Senior boy goes to Boston Theatres so much — what ones — “and how ?” 19. Where the favorite hang-out of the high school boys is ? 20. That Mr. Furber in accordance with his policy of helping students select a vocation has the same boys move the piano every time it has to be taken down or put on the stage in the Auditorium? The Wise Old Owl would like to know : — 1. If Roland Dawson still has nose trouble ? 2. Who the dumb “athlete” is who stays out of school in the morn- ing and comes back to see the teachers in the afternoon? - 3. What Mullin and Tucker like best in the Senior Play ? 4. Why a certain Senior gets home so early in the morning after socials ? 5. When Horan was born? 6. Where to get s m e 1 ts in summer? 7. What the teachers do during vacations ? 8. What teacher sleeps after- noons ? 9. How many students endorse “Luckies” ? 10. Has Rachel Elers found out what gender nephew is ? Heard in the classroom: Miss Sheldrick had been explain- ing about periods of depression in in- dustry and called for an example. “Well ' Horan replied, “I think that there will be a period of depres- sion in the maple syrup business this year.” “What makes you think so?” asked Miss Sheldrick. “The Vermont sap does not choose to run,” responded Horan. Miss after Mullin had escorted her home, “You are a dear.” Mullin: “Yes, my father was an Elk.” Mr. went into a store to buy a fountain pen. After the clerk had given him one to try he wrote on the paper, tempus fugit. The girl brought him another pen saying, “Try this one, Mr. Fugit”. Sharp: Do you play the piano by ear or by note ? Flat: I get it down and play it by brute strength. Kane: What is an organizer? White: He’s the guy that makes the music in church. Fearns: There’s a man outside to see you. Tucker: What sort of a man? Fearns : He’s a blind man. Tucker: Tell him he can’t see me. Mrs. Myles : They tell me your cook is an angel. Mrs. Styles: I guess she is. She tried to light the fire this morning with kerosene. That’s a bum number. What? The “Song of the Vagabonds.” What’s a reverie? The umpire at a prize-fight. Do you know the difference be- tween a stick of dynamite and a cigarette? No, what is it? Well, you’d better find out. Tyyne: You are so cross of late that I fancy you do not love me any more. Pie: How could I love you any more?. My brother is an oculist in a kitchen. What does he do? Takes the eyes out of potatoes. 34 THE SCREECH OWL Mullin : I think I ' m quite a musician. Ledgard: You ought to be with Wagner. Mullin: Why, he ' s dead. Ledgard: I know it. Teacher : Kelley, spell wrong. Kelley: R-o-n-g. Teacher: That ' s wrong. Kelley : Well, that’s what you asked me to spell, isn ' t it ? Teacher: Why are teeth like verbs? Kulevich : They are regular, irregu- lar, and defective. He looks kinder down in the mouth. Who does? Why, the dentist. White: Who was the straightest man in Bible times ? Siipola: I don’t know, who? White: Joseph — because Pharoah made a ruler out of him. He: There are no fools in our family. She: You forget yourself. Sylvia: I’ve often wondered why the poets speak of the moon as silver. Joe: I suppose it’s because of the quarters and halves. How did you lose your hair ? Worry. What did you worry about ? Losing my hair. Do you know the latest M. H. S. yells ? What are they ? Oysters, raw, raw, raw. Clams, haw, haw, haw. Teacher: You never saw a gun go off without seeing the flash. Mulhn : Sure I did — a B. B. gun. Only one person has been reported dead since Gilman took up the “sax.” I have a suit of clothes for every day in the week. Where are they ? This is it I have on. What departed statesman cannot be said to have gone to dust ? Henry Clay. “This is an imposition. Your sign says “Shoes repaired while you wait, and I’ve been here over two hours. Well, isn ' t that waiting. Only one man, when in love, ever told the truth. That was Adam when he said, “Eve, you ' re the only woman in the world for me.” “I read To a Skylark ' this after- noon.” “How did you get the pesky thing to listen ?” A Scotchman, wishing to know his fate at once, telegraphed a proposal of marriage to the lady of his choice. After spending the entire day at the telegraph office, he was finally re- warded late in the evening by an af- firmative answer. “If I were you,” suggested the operator, when he delivered the mes- sage, “I’d think twice before I’d marry a girl that kept me waiting all day for an answer.” “Na, na,” retorted the Scot, “The lass who waits for the night rates is the lass for me.” How’s Business ? “Business is poor,” said the beggar. Said the undertaker, “It’s dead.” “Falling off,” said the riding school teacher. The druggist, “Oh, vial,” he said. “It’s all write with me,” said the author. THE SCREECH OWL ‘‘And what was Noah ' s favorite desire? “It must have been preserved pairs. We are certain that the famous slogan, “They shall not pass, was original with our faculty. Mr. Lent: “Name a harmless insect. Bellows: “Wilcox. Mr. Reardon : “The gas in this tube is deadly poison. What steps would you take if it escaped ? Fearns : “Long ones, sir. 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