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

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OAK, LILY AND IVY 9 Rockland’s twenty yard line. He quickly arose from where he had been downed and ga e the signals for the trick play that was expected to net a touchdown for Greenwood. Jackson, remembering the signals which he had heard the night before, started to place his men so as to intercept the play, but he was halted by a sudden impulse. Something within him seemed to say “Play Fair.” While he was deciding whether to arrange his men or not the play was on. Rockland s right end, who had seen the same play in a college game earlier in the season broke through and tackling the man with the ball threw him for a foul yaid loss. Greenwood now tried two line plunges which netted but three vauls. The quarter, then ordered a kick from placement tried, but one of the Rockland players broke in and blocked the kick. As the ball hit the player, it bounded high into the air and Jackson catching it when it came down ran eighty yards for a touchdown amid the cheers of the Rockland rooters. RockTand failed to kick the goal. The ball was hardly in play again before the final whistle olew. hen Jackson letired that night, he said to himself, “Fair play did it!” H. H. L. ’15. Happy New Year! How many times have those words been spoken to us and what have they meant? We have all either formed new resolutions in our hearts or we have written them down in a notebook and firmly vowed to be true to our better selves. But alas! how many of them were forgotten when the little book was closed? How few kept? And again, how many of 11s resolved not to bluff in school, but to give our teacher a surprise by each day reciting a lesson we had conscientiously studied? But there were only a few that did not bluff the very next day. It may seem clever to us, now, to think we are able to feign having studied, but later on when school life is over, and a great responsi¬ bility rests on our shoulders, we shall look back with regret to the time when, with only a little bit of will-power, we could have kept our good resolves and added greatly to our store of moral energy for the years ahead.

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8 OAK, LILY AND IVY. About half the field had been hunted over when a whio of tiny feet through the dry leaves attracted my attention, and excitement was again in the air. As I could not see the maker of the startled rush through the bushes, I called to Doc to look out. I had hardlv uttered a word when the sharp report of Doc’s gun rang out. On going over I found him chasing a badly wounded rabbit. Doc would make a grab for the rabbit, and just as he almost had him, the rabbit would jump away. To see a full grown man chasing a rabbit like that was funny and it reminded me of a clown at a circus chasing his hat around the ring and just as he would grab for it, a slight kick would put it beyond his reach. With one final effort Doc was successful and the rabbit was his. It was now nearing dinner time and as the snow was beginning to fall thickly, we decided to turn homeward. While climbing a bar gateway, I rested my weight a little too much on the top rail, which gave way with a loud snap and dumped me unceremoniously on the ground. Doc had reached the other side safely but the loud snap attracted his attention and he returned just in time to see a mixed up mass of legs, arms, and gun dropping toward the ground in a confused mass. Doc actually had the nerve to stand there and laugh as hard as he could. His mirth got the better of him when I told him that the poor, unfortunate rabbit had broken my fall by swinging under me and when I landed, it was on the rabbit instead of directly on the frozen ground. If the people within a square mile had never heard a good hearty laughing solo, they certainly had one grand chance then. We both laughed until our empty stomachs ached. When the effects had decreased, we continued our way home without any other accidents. The next day two hungry fellows ate, rabbit pie and somehow it seemed to me that my rabbit pie was more tender than usual. W. ’14. Fair Play. Jackson, quarter back of the Rockland Academy football team, alter being dismissed by the coach at the end of the afternoon’s practice, took a shower, changed his clothes and went down to the ferry and across to Greenwood where he had a few errands to do before supper. It was fairly dark and as he walked along he heard voices mentioning the name Rockland and immediately became interested. He stopped, and hid be¬ hind a tree, where he heard the whole conversation which happened to take place between Greenwood’s coach and captain about the plays which Greenwood was to use in the game tomorrow. Jackson listened until the coach and captain had finished their conversation about the trick plays of the game then hurriedly completed his errands and recrossed the river to his own academy. His first thought when he arrived in his room was to tell his coach at once what he had overheard but on second thought he changed his mind. That night as he went to the training table for his supper, his friends saw that something troubled him and on asking him what the trouble was, he evaded the question by pleading a headache. He returned to his room and re¬ tired early. On the following day, which was Thanksgiving Rockland Academy wound up her foot-ball season with the annual game with Greenwood High School. When- It w r as the fourth period in the game and neither side had scored. Rockland had the ball on her own ten yard line. It was the fourth down and there was five yards to make. Jackson thought it best to punt. Greenwood’s quarter received the ball on his own forty yard line and succeeded in carrying it back to

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IO OAK, LILY AND IVY. Class IRotes. Miss Mae Curtin, 13, spent the holidays with her brother, at North Alding¬ ton. The H. H. Club held a Christmas Party at the home of Miss Evelyn Ma- cuen, ’13. The Seniors at their recent class meeting, voted to hold a dance in the As¬ sembly Hall of the High School, on January 24. Those Juniors! ! ! “Yes,” replied the learned Senior, To his chum the other day, “We must try to train those Juniors, In the straight and narrow way.” Say, John, you know Leslie Adams, Thin chap with an humble air ? Well, that boy is simply fading Under his huge load of care. Eben Baker, too, is ailing, But it’s not from overwork, Though by that we are not hinting, That his lessons he will shirk. Birmingham and Brothers also, Two young ladies in this class, “Women .Suffrage” strongly favor, Bragg says, “They’ll bring things to pass.” Now Miss Cadwell’s our new Junior, Rather shy, and a true friend ; Marion Cobb’s forever working ; Though Carey’ll not to that descend. Caldicott the budding speaker, Loves to argue proven facts, Talks for forty-five long minutes Till our nerves he sorely racks. Margaret Cochran and Blanche Crockett, Ever ready for a scrap, When from study they get respite, They would like to change our map. Now that young chap there’s Caruso, I “Classy looking guy,” you say ? , Goes in for all sorts of sporting, In the saucy Junior way. But behold ! the perfect Angel, In DeCicco, whose real good ; He returns to get his candv, And he really thinks he should 1 ! ! Antoinette’s a quiet lassie, Margaret Desmond—born Coquette ! And Miss Dillon —ever flirting, Say look out! She’ll get you yet! Fales, a sober sedate fellow, President of this great class, Tries to set a good example, To this restless surging mass. Marie Gaghan’s strong for baseball,