Mechanic Arts High School - Artisan Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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Tllli ARTISAN 9 But while. I am in the business of giving advice, I may as well add a few words to those who are to enter higher institu- tions. In this, as in most things, the best is none too good. The more dilficult it is to enter a college., and the harder it is to remain after entering, the more desirable that institution be- comes. You pay more in money and in etfort, but you get more for what you pay. The test of an educational institution is not what you pay, but what you get. And now a word to all of you: I should feel disappointed if I did not believe that you, have 001118 to realize. during your Course in the M. A. II. S. that we, the head master and teachers, have a very personal interest in your future. YVe have tried to give you the best that is in us, and our interest will not cease when you have received your diplomas. VVhatever your future. may be, we wish you well. Very truly yours, June Sl, 1931. A. II. MORRISON, H oacl M astcr. 'CI understand they are going to close the public library for a while. What for? 1 . 5 'They found 'diptheriat in the dictionary E I 'K' I- if You can push a pen, but a pencil must be letajd. 'lf 41' -1- -il- Echoes from the lunehroom: Did you hear the racket in the geometry class this morning?'l No, what happened ? One of the fellows dropped a perpendicular W if 'K' 'K' 'lt- New-sboyz Great mystery, fifty victims. Passerby: Here, boy, I'l1 take one. Passerby tafter reading a momenfj : Say, boy, there's noth- ing of the kind in this paperg Where is it? N ewsboyz That's the mystery, Gov'nor, you're the fifty-first victim! I

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S 'I'lll'l AICTISAN FROM OUR HEAD MASTER Dear Artisan liditor: In my last .Iune letter to the graduating class I refrained from giving any advice as to the future, but circumstances have changed enormously since that time, and l feel justified in de- parting from that policy. Some of you who would ordinarily continue your education will this year tind it necessary to seek employment immediately if you can find it. f'onditions, however, are such that work is hard to find, and for that reason I would advise you to go to some higher institution if you can possibly do so, even if it is only for one year. I'onditions cannot always continue as they are, although the improvement may be slow, and the more you prepare yourselves to take advantage of the opportulnities that will come later, the more rapid will be your advancement when economic conditions improve. Those who must work cannot afford to be too particular what they do. Any honest work is better than idleness. My advice, then, is to take the first job you can get, keep it until you get a better one, but don't be satisfied until you do get a he.tter one. The best way to make sure of steady employment and ad- vancement is to make yourself indispensable to your employer, to make yourself so useful to l1in1 that he will find it impossible to replace you, or to run his business without you. If people wish to buy goods they go to a merchant who has the reputation of' giving a fair value for the money spent. If people employ men they look for a fair day's work for a fair day's pay, and the man who does not give it is sure to lose when in competition with those who do. Whenever the time comes when you can choose between several lines of work, it will be wise for you to avoid those occu- pations that are seasonal or overcrowded. Probably seventy-five per cent of the boys who enter this school think they want to enter radio or aviation. and yet both are seasonal and both are crowded, except for a few highly educated and highly trained engineers.

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10 Tllli Al!'l'IS'AN gqawmmwhmkdsmwvwwhwhmh T . LITERARY DEPARTMENT R THE HOUSE THAT VANISHED by IKUISICNT A. SPEXUIC f Bl. A. ll. S., 'Ill Tun NIGIIT ov 'run S'ro1m HI lllglll xx is mild and NTOIIIUQ the moon was obscured 5 ' 'P -' f ' .' by the racing clouds, and all the while the wind roared 21' ,,..T 1.55 in l'renzieml blasts across the great, bleak expanse known as XVilderm-ss Marsh. 1 Along a winding. windswept road on the outskirts of the marsh, Trooper Ted Weston of the niounted police rode on his laitliful black mare. The mare was nervous, the screaming wind terrifying her to sm-h an extent that words were not sufficient to soothe her. Steady, girl! urged Ted, patting her sleek neck. This is a cheerless part of the world, I know, but it's our job to go where we're sent. illll sorry, though, that I missed the turn at Four Pines and brought you so far out of your right course. Ted XVeston was not familiar with this barren stretch of deserted lands, for he was attached to the Mounted Police Sta- tion at Eastport. Late that afternoon, when he had reported for duty, he had been told to set off for lvllllllilllllltflll, where he was required for special duty at a fair on the following day. Unfortunately, not being familiar with this inland country, Ted had lost his way, and he now thought that in order to reach Midhaxnpton he would have to wend his way over the deserted and forbidding nlarshland. The fury of the gale had come to add to his other troubles. Ted called eiicoui-agingly to his horse. Come along, old girl. let's make a gallop of it. The faster we go the sooner we shall be in comfortable quarters in Mid- hampton.