Milford High School - Oak Lily and Ivy Yearbook (Milford, MA)

Page 6 text:

TABLE OF CONTENTS. ❖ A ❖ A ❖ ❖ A V !» ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ f ❖ A V The Hero of the Fort. Ruth Haskard, ’13. The Elusive Smith. G. E. K. ’13. , The E ternal Problem. A Freshman. Ghost of 13. George Caldicott, ’14. Flow Bobbie Found Santa Claus. FI. M. E. ’13. Editorials. ....... School Notes. . .... Athletics. ....... Alumni. ....... The Humor of It. 5 6 8 9 10 11 r 3 15 16 r 7 V ❖ A ❖ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ❖ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦!« ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ► ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ «j« g» »j» ♦ «g» 4 » «

Page 5 text:

ADVERTISING SECTION. 3 1 lie Continued Success of the Textile Industry in this country depends upon the adoption of the most improved labor saving machines so as to compete with foreign products made by help paid much less wages per day. Such machinery works to the mutual advantage of mill owners and operatives. IN THIS LIST ARE OUR Northrop Looms, (trademark registered) Warpers, Spoolers, Twisters, Reels, Banding Machines, Dutcher Temples, (trade mark reg. U. S. Pat. Office) Centrifugal Clutch Spindles, Rhoades=Chandler Separators, Mirror Spinning Rings, (trade mark reg. U. S. Pat. Office) and other patented specialties for Cotton and Worsted Mills. DRAPER COMPANY, Hopedale, Mass. J. D. Cloudman, Southern Agent, 40 So. Forsyth St., Atlanta, Ga. Patronize Our Advertisers.

Page 7 text:

OAK, LILY AND IVY VOL. XXVIII. MILFORD, MASS., JANUARY, 1912. NO. 4. Published Monthly During the School Year by the Pupils of the Milford High School. BOARD OF EDITORS. Edito rs-in-Chief, Linus Jones, T2, Sara Haskard, T2. Business Manager, Clifton Webber, T2. Assistants. Margaret Williams, T2. Ralph Luce, T3. John Keane, T2. Luigi Sanclementi, ’13. Julia McCarthy, T3. Subscription Rates: For the year, 50 cents. Single Copies, 10 cents. Add i •ess all communications to Oak, Lily and Ivy, Milford, Mass. Entered at the Milford, Mass., Post Office, as second class matter. The Hero of the Fort. The gaunt trees of the forest loomed black and dark in the background of the encampment. The great oak boughs creaked back and forth with a musical rhythm, now and then heaving a sigh of unrest. Occasionally the distant note of a whip-poor-will, blended in the silence of the night. At the fort, all was peace and harmony- The blood-curdling scenes of war, for the time-being, gave place to dancing and mirth. Lights dazzled the eyes of all within. The regiment drank to the health of the commander, and a toast was offered to the bravest warrior. The echoes of merry shouts resounded on every side and since a storm was gathering fast without, the weary soldiers were encouraged to be off their guard. The stars and moon were soon hidden entirely from view, lightning flashed across the sky, roaring thunder echoed through the valley and died away into silence. Soon the lights of the encampment grew dim, the soldiers sank to rest and stillness prevailed. Far up on the cold mountain-side crept a boy, shivering more from ex¬ citement than from cold. His feet were torn and bleeding and his clothes were in rags. Each succeeding peal of thunder seemed to strike his death knell and freeze the blood in his veins. Down below him, rolled the restless waters of the river where the enemy even now were near to the landing. On the other side of the mountain, he knew was the encamped army of his country, his father and his friends, sleeping all unconscious of their danger. He gazed frantically from side to side, almost too alarmed to move. Should he go back or go forward! He thought of his mother, then of his father. Both seemed to be calling him and he was undecided what to do. He hesitated but a moment and then plunged forward with renewed energy. “The cause of our country at any cost!” had been his father’s parting words as he bade the family adieu and went to join the army. Encouraged by brave hope and grim determination, the way did not seem so hard as he hastened on in the blackness of dense shadow. It was almost midnight. Those soldiers who remained awake, listened in peaceful security to the monotonous patter of the rtun on the roof, and watched the lightning as it lit up the landscape for a moment and then left it in darkness again.