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

Text from Pages 1 - 80 of the 1921 volume:

Cbe ©ak, %tl£ ant Commencement THumber I92t Special Business Training Announcement Graduates of Milford High School who are to enter business are invited to begin or continue training at INTERSTATE COMMERCIAL SCHOOL to be opened at Milford in September Full particulars regarding this institution may be had by addressing the principal of Woon¬ socket Commercial School with which the Inter¬ state School is affiliated. EDWARD B . HILL. Principal, Woonsocket, Rhode Island. ADVERTISING SECTION. 1 Compliments of WARD P. ROBERTS Service and Quality Market Compliments of MEATS and PROVISIONS It pays to pay for the BEST SHERMAN’S LAUNDRY The Market Next the Five and Ten Compliments of The Model Lunch J. B. LEISTER, Mgr. Milford Coal Co. Dealer in Coal, Wood, Lime, Cement and Fertilizers Phone Connection Office and Yard, 31 Main Street ADVERTISING SECTION. PERFECTION NICK L. BONVINO The Low Price Tailor Successor to M. Y. Schooner Cleaning, Pressing and Repairing at Reasonable Prices. LINCOLN SQUARE 129 Main Street, Milford, Mass. Telephone 812-W Compliments of BURKE ' S PHARMACY LUIGI RECCHIUTO Manufacturer of Carriages of All Kinds Fine Horse Shoeing a Specialty 1.32 Central Street, Milford Milford ' s Popular Playhouse « The Ideal a Home of Big Features and Sure Fire Comedies Alfred B. Cenedella Attorney and Councillor at Law 3 Baker Building Milford, Mass. Compliments of BOSTON FURNITURE COMPANY Compliments of 2)p. Ulorrp flfhett ADVERTISING SECTION. 3 GIVE YOURSELF THE RIGHT START BRYANT STRATTON SCHOOL for more than half a century, has prepared young men and young women for business life. You can do what thousands of successful Bryant Stratton graduates are doing—holding good positions with prominent business houses. Hun¬ dreds of prominent business men and employers are themselves Bryant Stratton graduates. Send for the Bryant Stratton Year Booh, which tells all about our courses, the opportunities for employment, and shows the school in pic¬ tures. THE 60th YEAR BEGINS SEPTEMBER 6th and early registration is advisable, owing to the large advance enrollment. Sending for the Year Book places you under no obligation, but may be the means of starting you upon a succcessful business career. For more than half a century the STANDARD for business training. BRYANT STRATTON Commercial School Over 35,000 Graduates and Students. Compliments of Dieges Clust (“If we made it, it’s right”) a Manufacturing Specialty Jewelers a HUCKINS TEMPLE, INC. • Class Rings Shoe Manufacturers Class Pins Medals a a 73 Tremont Street Milford, Mass. Boston, (9) Mass. compliments of ® r an flDamon 4 ADVERTISING SECTION. Justice of the Peace Agent Orient Ins. Co. JOHN H. CUNNIFF 14 Spring Street, Milford, Mass. Representing Henry W. Savage, Inc. Real Estate 10 State Street, Boston, Mass. Established 1840 Telephone, Milford, 314-W Sanitary Cleaning and Pressing of Ladies and Gents Garments Also Dyeing W. L. STURTEVANT Telephone 934-M. 98 Main Street, Opp. Ideal Milford Gas and Electric Light Co. « 241 Main Street, Milford KING BROTHERS Exclusive Representatives Stein Bloch’s Fashion Park and Culture Clothes For this section of Massachusetts Santo Mazzarelli Sons Dealers in BEST ITALIAN BREAD AND GROCERIES Also Flour in Barrels for Family Use £2 Manufacturer of All Kinds of MACARONI At Wholesale and Retail i £5 Telephone Connection 1 5 Genoa Ave., Milford, Mass. HERBERT CASS Wall Paper, Room Moulding Ready Mixed Paints Hardware Picture Framing, Etc. 63 Main Street, Milford, Mass. COLLINS DRUG STORE The Rexall Store 201 Main Street - Milford P. B. CARRON Tonsorial Parlors Electric Appliances Hair Cut, Massage Hotel Willian Entrance, Milford ADVERTISING SECTION. 5 FRED T. BURNS ICE CREAM AND CONFECTIONERY 270 MAIN STREET ALHAMBRA RUBBER CO. Manufacturers of Raincoats and Rubber Specialties 125 Central Street, Milford ANNIE LAWLESS Confectionery Stationery and Flowers Milford, Mass. Compliments of H. S. CHADBOURNE CO. Headquarters for Hardware, Paints, Seeds, Cutlery, Sporting Goods 1 68 Main Street, Compliments of PEOPLE’S 5 TO 50 STORE 1 32 Main St., Milford. Shop at the 5 to 50. Compliments of H. D. BULLARD Auto Tire Shop For Real Values Visit A. VOLK DRY GOODS STORE 1 06 Main Street, Milford, Mass. Compliments of ICE CREAM AND DAIRY Milford SHOP 6 ADVERTISING SECTION. Hear STYLEPLUS CLOTHES A Saving from $3 to $8 in SULLIVAN BROS SINGING your Suit RING WELCH ORCHESTRA 185 Main Street, Milford At Silver Lake Beach LEWIS HAYDEN Dancing every Wed. and Sat. Eve. Insurance, Justice of the Peace, Edward J. Sullivan, Mgr. Real Estate Agent Milford, Mass. NOBBY YOUNG MEN’S For SUITS Summer Gowns and Waists at Go to M. F. GREEN’S CLOAK STORE LARKIN BROTHERS Milford, Mass. GET IT AT Compliments of BRIDGE’S PHARMACY CAHILL’S J. H. O’Grady, Prop. NEWS AGENCY 193 Main St., Milford, Mass. � S. A. EASTMAN CO. Compliments of Wood, Paper and Corrugated Boxes WERBER ROSE Milford, Mass. Milford - Mass. ADVERTISING SECTION. 7 FREDERICK A. GOULD Hardware Exchange Street Milford Compliments of DR. T. W. HANNIGAN Dentist SHEA BROS. Compliments of Meats and Provisions • S3 1 2 7 Main Street, Milford • ARTHUR P. CLARRIDGE MANNING’S SHOES Compliments of 0 , WEAR WELL BROCKTON SHOE STORE § JOHN MAZZARELLI MILFORD DAILY NEWS Dealer in Established 1887 High Grade Shoes and Hosiery For The only Daily Paper in Milford Men, Women and Children and the only Advertising Medium for all this section of the State. Always in Stock 71 East Main St., Milford, Mass. Sworn Circulation 4,600 8 ADVERTISING SECTION. Diamond Ice Cream Company Home Made Candies Ice Cream WHOLESALE AND RETAIL STORES 8 SCHOOL STREET, MILFORD, MASS. 197 MAIN STREET, MARLBORO, MASS. TELEPHONE 433-M Compliments of MOTOR EQUIPMENT CO. The Automobile Store Complete % Milford, Mass. Compliments of ARCHER RUBBER CO. Our Elk Skin Shoes are Pippins for the Boys. Have You Seen Them? We also manufacture Growing Girls’ Misses and Children’s; all leathers and combinations on order. Guaranteed ALL LEATHER and you receive service you absolutely cannot otherwise obtain. Write, call, telephone 304-M, or one of our agents. Yours for value received is The Little Oak LINCOLN SQUARE SHOE CO. 21 School Street, - Milford, Mass. ALL LEATHER Opposite Memorial Hall BOSTON SPECIALTY SHOP Waists Hosiery Formerly Hotel Willian ADVERTISING SECTION. 9 W. B. MADER Confectioner S3 256 Main Street Milford, - Mass. Best Wishes Halbert Lynn Keith, M. D. Compliments of WENDELL WILLIAMS Compliments of B. CERUTI Compliments of SWEET’S DRUG STORE 1 64 Main Street, Compliments of G. W. WOOD Compliments of CROWELL DeWIITT Provisions and Fancy Groceries 1 1 3-326 Main Street WILLIAM J. MOORE Attorney and Councillor at Law Milford, Mass. Compliments of MRS. SCHOONER Ladies’ Shoe Shop Compliments of M. J. CARBARY Milford 10 ADVERTISING SECTION. TERMS UPON APPLICATION TELEPHONE 1255 SCHOOL OF EFFICIENT SHORTHAND CONDUCTED BY ANNE P. HOURIN Lawyer and Court Reporter DAY CLASSES:—9 A. M. TO 12 M. DAILY. EVENING CLASSES:—7 TO 9 P. M. MONDAYS AND THURSDAYS. 1921-1922 THIRD YEAR Opening Day, Tuesday, Sept. 6, ’21 15 LINDEN STREET FRAMINGHAM, MASS. CHARLES E. COONEY Compliments of Dry Goods 8 THE BOSTON STORE Dry Goods 222 Main Street, Milford Milford, Mass. Hardware, Parlor Stoves, Crawford ROYAL COMPANY and Magee Ranges, Paints and Oils, Sporting Goods Tel. 8629 American and Chinese CLARK ELLIS SONS RESTAURANT Quality, Service, Refinement Milford - Mass. 191 Main Street, - Milford ADVERTISING SECTION. 11 Carroll, Hixon, Jones Co. Manufacturers and Importers of Straw and Body Hats a Milford - Mass. Compliments of HOME CUSTOM LAUNDRY Milford - Mass. TRASK BROS. Dealers in High Class CYCLES and SUNDRIES Agents for EDISON PHONOGRAPHS Granite Block - Milford NOLAN BROS. CIGARS a FIVE BROS. BOB ACRES Telephone 1 03-W M. CICCHETTI Successor to N. W. Heath TAILOR 154 Main Street Milford, Mass. GIFT SHOP and TEA ROOMS a Milford Mass. R. MARINO Tailor and Real Estate Agent a Milford - Mass. 12 ADVERTISING SECTION. NORDRAY THE LOOM OF THE FUTURE THE UP-TO-DATE AUTOMATIC HOPEDALE MFG. CO. MILFORD, MASSACHUSETTS GEORGE MACKAKIS Compliments of First Class Shoe Repairing 23 5 Jefferson Street Milford - Mass. HEITIN BROS. Tailors and Cleaners Beacon Bldg. Milford - Mass. WHITE BROS. Mansion House Garage Compliments of 23 JOHN H. CUNNINGHAM Milford Mass. ADVERTISING SECTION. 13 B. VITALINI s Quality COAL Service 8 Telephone Connection Milford, - Mass. All our Portrait Work is High-Class But not necessarily High-Priced HAVELE’S STUDIO 1 54 Main Street Milford, Mass. Ladies’ and Gents’ TAILORING I have moved my Tailoring Estab¬ lishment to Gillon Block, Over Bridges’ Drug Store LOUIS SYAT, Gillon Blk., Milford J. F. HICKEY Insurance and Real Estate 224 Main Street Milford, - Mass. The High School Boys Like BUCKLE’S LEMON and LIME Milford - Mass. Compliments of Milford Cash Market and Milford Provision Company E. Halpern, H. Halpern, A. Stone, Proprietors 14 ADVERTISING SECTION. Compliments of F. H. PAGE COMPANY FURNITURE 8 MEDFORD STREET CORNER WASHINGTON STREET, NORTH BOSTON, MASS. ECONOMY PUBLIC MARKET Compliments of Milford 58 COOK’S GROCERY STORE The Store Where Quality and • Economy Meet HARRY E. HUNT JAMES LOGAN Central Bowling Alleys and Alhambra Billiard Parlor � Granite or Marble Monumental JOSEPH MORCONE l Work—Cemetery Work 23 Main Street Milford, Mass. Bonded Banker Steamship Agent Notary Public, Justice of the Peace 9 Spruce Street Milford, Mass. 9 Spruce Street Milford, Mass. OAK, hILiY AflD IVY Vol. XXXVI. MILFORD, MASS., JUNE, 1920. NO. 1. Published by the Pupils of the Milford High School BOARD OF EDITORS Editor-in-Chief, John Davoren, ' 20 Assistant Editor, Ruth Fales, ’20 Business Manager, Prank E. Mellen, ’20 Assistant Business Manager, Warren Hill, ’20 ASSOCIATE EDITORS Willard Frost, ’20 Catherine Dillon, ’20 Eleanor Metcalf, ’20 Subscription Rates: For the year, 50 cents. Single copies, 10 cents. Address all communications to Oak, Lily and Ivy, Milford, Mass. EDITORIAL. “By night an atheist half believes in God.” —Gay. Man is essentially impressionistic. Unconsciously, unless he possesses wonderful character, his opinions are molded by the thoughts and deeds of others. If within his breast the white flame of faith does not burn, an irreligious environ¬ ment may easily lead him to doubt the Great Truth. If he lacks the vision to perceive, he may deny. In the light of day, amid the massive buildings, the complicated machines and instruments, indicative of man’s power, it is not hard to deride the existence of a supreme being. The atheist is confident among the roar of a great city, the result of the labor of beings like himself. In the companionship of man he neg¬ lects to acknowledge the companionship of God. Atheism’s greatest ally is egotism. When man looks complacently on his achievements and reflects on their magnitude, into his sub-conscious mind comes a thought of supremacy. He has subdued the land, the sea, and the air. Lesser an imals he has forced, by his will alone, to aid in his advancement. Unless he knows that without divine aid man is helpless, he will be lost in the slough of dis¬ belief, Atheism. As she heals the physical wounds of her children, so does nature make clean their soul. With hert lies the answer, vivid and real, of all our worldly cares. Her mysteries are not mysteries. They are the indisputable proof that over man¬ kind rules a Being with power limitless. ■, The universe is His dominion. The earth, the stars, the sun and the moon move by His will alone. At his bidding the velvet shades of night shut off the rays of doubt and reveal to man his reason for existing. It is in the silent night that apprehension steals into the calloused mind of the unbeliever. With no w r orldly distraction to mar its beauty, God’s firmament rekindles in the heart of the doubter the light of re¬ ligion that all men once possess. As his prehistoric ancestor in the dim mazes of the past vaguely wondered at the beauty of the world about him, so does the modern savage vaguely wonder today. The spell of the great unknown brings with it a sentiment that seems indefinable to his starving soul. Yet, if he ponder S. SENIORS, 1921 OAK, lilliV AND IVY Vol. XXXVII. MILFORD, MASS., JUNE, 1921. NO. 1. Published by the Pupils of the Milford High School. BOARD OF EDITORS. Editor-in-Chief, Rita M. Daigle, 21. Business Manager, Davis J. Carroll, ’21. Assistant Business Managers, Alma E. Barbadoro, ’21, James M. Steeves, ’21. ASSOCIATE EDITORS. Leo E. Dickson, ’21. Marion B. Greeley, ’21. Joseph T. O’Connell, 21. Subscription Rates: For the year, $1.00. Single copies, 15 cents. Address all communications to Oak, Lily and Ivy, Milford, Mass. EDITORIAL. The Value of Education. Upon the education of its youth depends the fate of a nation. Its citizens may possess the best of physical strength and abilities but unless its people are in¬ tellectually developed also, that nation cannot endure. The first and greatest end of education is the discipline of the mind, and where knowledge once sheds its light, confusion and despair no longer preside. The vast majority of the people of to-day . realize the value of education. Every day its importance is emphasized more clearly, and the time is no t far distant when the man without an education, however little it may be, will find himself as the man without a country, his friendship or acquaintance sought by few. There is no station of life in which an education is a burden or disadvantage. No matter how humble or lowly his position, the educated man is capable of fil¬ ling it better than the ignorant one. There will be some step or manner of pro¬ cedure which he will more clearly understand. If we do not plant the seeds of knowledge when we are young, it will reap t us no benefits when we are old. Time spent in studying or perfecting one’s knowledge along any particular line is the most valuable way in which one could employ it. How sad it is to think of the countless young men and women who do not apply themselves seriously during the years which they must devote to school life, but shirk and neglect their duties whenever possible. Without realizing it, they are inflicting upon themselves the gravest of injustices. It is difficult to make the statement that any one subject is more important than another. While there may be some studies which require deeper thought than others, each branch of learning has its bearing upon the others. In order to judge properly of current affairs, a knowledge of the past must be obtained through the study of history—hence we can readily see the necessity of that study. But if there be any one subject which has an ever present influence over all others, it is the study of English. A student embracing a business career could have no more valuable asset than a thorough understanding and mastery of that subject. In all his commercial duties he will be required to display his knowledge or his lack of knowledge of its fundamentals. 16 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. Through the appreciation and knowledge of English may be derived the gen¬ eral culture and pleasure of life. What sadder plight is there than to be compelled to remain silent because of inability to express properly one’s thoughts. Who lacks the art to shape his thought, hold, Were little poorer if he lacked the thought ” Statistics prove that those remaining in school longest have the best chances of securing employment. This in itself should serve as an incentive to those now in school to pursue their studies and complete their courses. Undergraduates, to you especially is this appeal made. Persevere in your lessons and even if at times the outlook it not rosy, continue to labor until you reach the long desired goal. Until that time comes when your education must be completed, you will not realize how fortunate you have been in securing one. Carpe dievi. For of all this earth’s pos¬ sessions an education is the most priceless one. Rita M. Daigle, ’21. SALUTATORY. POETRY OF THE WAR. As a member of the class of 1921 I wish to extend to you all a cordial wel¬ come. It is a great pleasure for us to have you with us to-night and to show our parents and our teachers that their efforts in our behalf have not been in vain. I feel that it is just as much of a pleasure to them to know that we have successfully completed our High School work through their ever-willing aid and guidance. We are about to take up the duties of life, of which we know little but from which we do not shirk. Through the efforts of parents, friends, and teachers we have been able to gain a training which puts assurance into ' our hearts that we shall gain success in life. However, school-days will be a lasting memory in the minds of every one of us, and not without the greatest pleasure shall we look back upon them. In approaching the serious moments of our lives, we naturally think of the serious happenings in the lives of others. The Poetry of the War. Though the great war has passed and now men’s thoughts are turned to more peaceful pursuits in life, one cannot but think when in a serious mood of the boys . who died to give us the happiness which we have today. We cannot know of the agonies and indescribable tortures which they were made to endure or of the glory and thrill of patriotism with which they fought the foe. It is only through the poetry written in the supreme moments of their lives and when their emotions and passions were highest that we learn of their true thoughts and feelings. The war poetry reveals the souls of those brave lads and shows us that they were instilled with patriotism and faith in God, and that their hungry minds cry¬ ing out for the beauty and blessedness of peace sought and found solace in their poetry. It brings us to understand them and fills us with a greater sense of patriot¬ ism and duty to God than ever could have come to us if they had not met their trials as they did. In reading over the various verses written by many different soldier-authors of the two great English-speaking nations,, one is reminded of Wordsworth’s fa¬ mous definition of poetry as “emotion recollected in tranquillity.” Many of the soldiers wrote their poems while in the heat of passion and when the message to be delivered was far more important to them than the style or form in which it was written. In many instances there is not that tranquillity which is to be found in THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 17 our masterpieces or works of art, for the writers of much of the war poetry did not allow their passions to cool before noting their thoughts in verse. In “Songs from the Trenches,” a collection of verses written in France by the American Soldiers, one observes that the subjects with which these writers dealt are many and wide in scope, for all minds did not turn to deep or profound thoughts and dwell with lofty subjects among the clouds of inspired imagination. A great many of these writers kept to surface thoughts, dealing with the disagree¬ able or humorous experiences in camp and trench life, though many more sang of the sunset, the beauty of patriotism, or the courage of France and her great loss. One soldier voices the emotion of his comrades in “Farewell, America!” as they watch their native land fade from sight, while “the mist that rises is not rain.” Some feel themselves to be tiny units in a gigantic whole and yet units giving to the utmost of their service, as evidenced in one private’s lines. “Only a Number.” Many, doubtless with little ones in America, sing to the unfortunate child victims of the war, as does the writer of the following lines which close his poem inspired by the sight of a tombstone raised in honor of two small children who had died long before the war: “Rest you, Pierre and Jucundine, On your little grave, serene; Rest you till the Judgment blast Brings the Hun to book at last— Calls the Hun to answer for Wrongs to children done in war! Wrongs you’ve neither known nor seen, Happy Pierre and Juncundine!” Passing to those of more humorous trend, one finds that the army fare forms the basis for many verses, as does “the personification of Fate, the redoubtable Censor man.” By far the greater number of poems, however, express a depth of patriotism which could have been born of experience alone. The majority of the writers re¬ joice that the glory of a death on the battlefield should be theirs. This feeling is reflected in the poem, “Facing the Shadows” by Private Grundish, winner of the first prize offered in the New York Herald’s Literary Competition in which were a thousand entries. “Better in one ecstatic epic day To strike a blow for Glory and Truth With ardent, singing heart to toss away In Freedom’s holy cause my eager youth, Than bear as years pass one by one, The knowledge of a sacred task undone.” Before passing on to the poetry of Alan Seeger and Robert Service, let us pause to listen to the voices of some of those writers who more nearly reach the goal of perfection and whose poems are more apt to succeed as works of art. We hear Kipling in his poem “The Choice” in which he imagines the spirit of America making her “eternal choice between good and evil” : “In the Gates of Death rejoice! We see and hold the good— Bear witness, Earth, we have made our choice For Freedom’s brotherhood.” 18 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. Again we hear him urging England, and indirectly her allies, to make “iron sacrifice of body, will, and soul” that the world may conquer the foes which, as Drinkwater says in his poem “We Willed It Not,” have thrown to God the “tumult of their blasphemies.” I regret that there is little opportunity to speak of the poetry of Lawrence Binyon whose praise of Edith Cavell and her “soul so crystal clear” rises into the realms of true poetry, as well as his lines “To the Fallen” who are as the stars “that shall be bright when we are dust.” Especially interesting to Americans is Alan Seeger, since he was the first American soldier-poet to lose his life in France. Three weeks after the b eginning of the war he joined the Foreign Legion. It is interesting to read that because of his aloofness and reserve he was highly unpopular with his comrades, who voted that he be requested to transfer himself to another division, which, however, he re¬ fused to do. In this he is in direct contrast with the well loved Kilmer, whose works will be taken up by a later speaker. His literary efforts during the war are centered in a few short poems for there was little leisure time in army life to devote to writing, and though these may not equal, from the standpoint of workmanship, those he published before the war, there is no doubt but what they will be dearer to the hearts of men and just as widely read. The first poem written while he was in France was a vivid descrip¬ tion of the battle of the Aisne 1914-15 in which w e find the thought inspired with¬ in him by the war: “There we drained deeper the deep cup of life, And on sublimer summits came to learn, After soft things, the terrible and stern, After sweet Love, the majesty of Strife.” His last but best loved and hence best known poem is entitled “I Have a Rendezvous with Death.” This poem seems to be a premonition of his death which occurred a short while later and took from the world a man whose possi¬ bilities were very great and whose death caused a loss to the literary world which cannot be estimated. As we all know, he kept his “Rendezvous.” “God knows ’twere better to be deep Pillowed in silk and scented down, But I’ve a rendezvous with death At midnight in some flaming town, When Spring trips north again this year, And I to my pledged word am true, I shall not fail that rendezvous.” As Seeger’s work is finished, likewise is ended the labor of the Canadian Lieu¬ tenant-Colonel John McCrae. His poem “In Flanders Fields” is perhaps the most widely read and admired of the war verses. In this poem he hears the mes¬ sage of the dead whose voices urge the living to carry on: “We are the dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved; and now we lie In Flanders Fields. 19 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. Take up our quarrel with the foe! To you, from failing hands, we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high! If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders Fields.” One of the most promising of young English poets was Rupert Brooke, who met his death bravely while with the British Mediterranean Expeditionary Force less than a year after his entrance into the war as a volunteer. In his poem “The Dead” he voices the debt owed to those who, pouring out “the red sweet wine of youth,” made their country “rarer gifts than gold.” “Blow, bugles, blow! They brought us, for our dearth, Holiness, lacked so long, and Love, and Pain. Honour has come back, as a king, to earth, And paid his subjects with a royal wage; And Nobleness walks in our ways again; And we have come into our heritage.” Another poet whose works are especially moving is Robert W. Service, who speaking as a Red Cross man was able to see and understand! the struggles of the soldier of to-day and to interpret them. His admiration for the men who died willingly in the cause of glory and his tender sympathy for the soldiers maimed and shattered in the great war are realized after reading the group of his poems entitled the “Rhymes of a Red Cross Man.” In his poem “Wounded” he reveals to us the effect of war upon a man’s soul. “Ay, War, they say, is hell; it’s heaven too, It lets a man discover what he’s worth. It takes his measure, shows what he can do, Gives him a joy like nothing else on earth. It fires in him a flame that otherwise Would flicker out, these drab, discordant days. It teaches him in pain and sacrifice, Faith, fortitude, grim courage past all praise.” Robert Service’s last lines in his ow n collection of poems will make an alto¬ gether fitting conclusion to this brief review of the poetry of the war and contains the explanation of the high courage which can be found under the surface of all true poetry. From “L’Envoi” : “Oh spacious days of glory and of grieving! Oh sounding hours of lustre and of loss! Let us be glad we lived you, still believing The God who gave the cannon gave the Cross. Let us be sure amid these seething passions, The lusts of blood and hate our souls abhor: The Power that Order out of Chaos fashions Smites fiercest in the wrath-red forge of War. Have faith ! Fight on ! Amid the battle-hell Love triumphs, Freedom beacons, all is well.” Marion Huff, ’21. 20 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. CLASS HISTORY. The history of the Class of 1921, bounded by the four walls of the Milford High School, is indeed insignificant in comparison with the chronicle of world events which have occurred during the same period. Yet to the forty members of that Class it is of great importance, for their active participation in High School life will after to-night exist only in that history. Our history is of interest, also, to the people of the town of Milford for they know that a High school education makes better and more useful citizens of those who receive its benefits, that for four years we have been receiving the best education that this town affords, and that many of us will soon take up our future work in this town and help to carry on its affairs. While in the Milford High School, the Class of 1921 has been under the supervision of two principals, Mr. Christopher A. FitzGerald and Mr. Thomas J. Quirk, our present principal. Mr. FitzGerald’s stay with us was an interrupted one of two years, he having nobly answered the call for patriotic service when the w ' ar first broke out. Mr. FitzGerald resigned last year from his position as prin¬ cipal of the school and, while sincerely regretting his departure, we were more than pleased to learn that Mr. Quirk, who had guided us through the greater part of our Freshman year, was to lead us through our last year to graduation. It was, therefore, no stranger whom we welcomed as principal on the departure of Mr. FitzGerald, but one with whose methods we were thoroughly acquainted and one who had won our endearment and respect through our former association with him. To Mr. Quirk the Class of 1921 owes a debt of which it will be ever mind¬ ful, for it was largely through his untiring zeal and generous co-operation that we were able to make our Senior year activities what they were. He instilled in us the desire to accomplish things really big and worthwhile and he served as an in¬ spiration to us by the success he had made after leaving the Milford High School, he being the only alumnus of the school to return as its principal. During the first three years of High School life the class of 1921, as is the case with every other class, remained in the social background of school life, not being called upon to distinguish itself as a unit. Although these years brought no distinction to our class, we realize now that they were among the most important ones of our lives, for during that period we were being prepared 1 for the activi¬ ties of our Senior year and were laying the foundations of our future lives. In our Senior year, however, we assumed the initiative in the social life of the school and we believe that we have upheld the social prestige that this school has always maintained. We organized a dramatic club to promote the production of plays, which was known as the “Milford High School Dramatic Society.” This society, composed of all the members of our class, staged three plays, one of them in the Milford Opera House, all of which were successful from every standpoint and which re¬ flected credit on our class and on the school. To Miss Ruby Sutherland, teacher of Oratory in the High School, belongs a great part of the praise which these plays drew forth and we hope that many dramatic societies in the future will have the benefit of her instruction. These plays together with our dances and other activities enabled the School to outfit our football team as it had never been equipped before in the past ten or fifteen years and made possible our contribution of $150 toward a bronze honor roll commemorating the students of this school who served in the war. All our social successes are of minor importance, however, in comparison with the practical education we have received at the Milford High School. The THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 21 success of this education has been and will continue to be in the hands of the teach¬ ers, and this class deems itself fortunate in having the competent instructors from whose training it has benefited. If this country is to maintain the high grade of excellence in its teachers, however, more adequate salaries must be paid to them for the teachers of our public schools have always been the most underpaid work¬ ers in the world, although required to be the most highly educated. Many teachers are leaving the ranks to accept positions where they will be adequately compensated for their services, and the Class of 1921 wishes to extend its appreciation to the School Committee of the town of Milford for its efforts to secure an appropriation from the town to meet the demands of the teachers for an increase in their salaries. We sincerely trust that whenever a question arises of the expenditure of a few dollars for an increase in the salaries of our school teachers the people of this town will not hesitate to submit to the payment of a few per cent, on their tax rate in order that the high standard of education which we enjoy at the present time will not be lowered, and so that in the future every graduation class will be able to realize, as we do, that their course in the Milford High School has success¬ fully prepared them to meet the problems of the future. Francis H. Hannigan, ’21. AFTER MANY YEARS—THE CLASS OF 1921. One bright morning in September, 1941, I stepped from the door of Sing Sing Prison into the outer world, a free man once more. The warden came to the door with me and gave me a hearty handshake and his best wishes for my future, togeth¬ er with the small sum of money I had with me when I first donned prison stripes, twenty years previous. Perhaps you are wondering how I came to the misfortune of being sent to this institution against my own will. I will tell you. I was graduated from High School at about the same time the radical change in the personnel of the Milford Town Government took place. As you will probably remember, many new and stringent measures were put into effect at this time, and among them was a new set of traffic laws. In my High School days I was accustomed to ride a bicycle to some extent (a very unfortunate practice as it proved to be), and was sometimes apt to be forgetful of our Town Fathers’ parking regulations. On one particular occasion I left the vehicle standing in a doorway, the rear wheel projecting about four inches from the building onto the sidewalk. One of our worthy officers while promenading down Main street, walking close to the building as was his custom, with his eyes alert for trouble, brushed against the wheel and was violently thrown on the sidewalk. After picking himself up, he quickly regained his senses and placed a tag on the wheel, requesting the owner to call on the Chief of Police. To make a long story short, my trial came up soon after and as a result of other officers testifying against me, it was decided that I was to be made an example of, and the past twenty years of my life were spent as I have stated. Upon my release, my first thought was for my classmates at Milford High. I planned to go directly back to Milford but while in New York I saw a game ad¬ vertised between the Red Sox and the Yankees and decided to stay and take it in, it was so long since I had seen one. Among the many changes noticeable was the fact that lady umpires were as numerous as men. Just as I found my seat, the umpire behind the catcher began to call the batteries. Something about the man¬ ner of that umpire was familiar to me and I asked the man sitting next to me who 22 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. she was. With some surprise he said, “I g uess you don’t attend the games here very often or you’d know ‘Al’ Barbadoro, the greatest lady umpire in the game.” Then I remembered how the announcement of the batteries always gave Alma a thrill even at the old High School games on Town Park. After the game as I was pushing through the crowd I heard someone at my elbow say, “Alma has just as much pep as when she led the cheers in High School back in Milford.” I turned in astonishment. I knew that voice:—Leo Dickson as sure as I was alive. He knew me in an instant and told me that he was acting as orchestra lead¬ er in a theatre ' which I later found to be one of the largest in the city. He said he was a confirmed old batchelor and insisted that I come out to his apartments and spend the evening. Leo informed me that Mildred Bowen, whose clear so¬ prano voice ha d so well filled the Assembly Hall, was now a noted prima donna and scheduled to sing in the city that evening, but it was impossible for me to at¬ tend the concert as I was to leave New York on the 9.30 train. The old town looked as imposing as ever when I stepped from the train the following afternoon and the coal-sheds on every side seemed to extend a cordial greeting to me after my long absence. After a good night’s rest I started out to “do” the town. I went directly to the High School, thinking that was the best place to start my research work. As I entered the principal’s office I saw a rather short, thick-set 1 man with very light hair, sitting at the desk in the act of laying down the law to some unfortunate freshman in his English class, who failed to dot his i’s. I asked him if he knew anything of the 1921 class. He said, “Why, I used to belong to that class myself.” I stared at him and said, “The only tow-headed boy in our class was Duane Clarridge.” It didn‘t take him long to recall my identi¬ ty and he told me that our class was well represented on the faculty with Ruth Tyndall as chemistry and algebra instructor, Marion Greeley as a Latin teacher and Florence Tellier in charge of the stenographic department, her predecessor having retired on a pension a few years previous. It might be well to add that the school had grown so that the principal required a private secretary and Cecilia Wallace did the honors in his office, her own quiet way being a valuable asset in this vocation. My classmates were summoned to the office and we had a very pleasant re¬ union. I was told that Anna Mazzarelli’s ability with the brush and pencil had won her a position as drawing supervisor in the local schools. George Brown, whose work on the college gridiron had brought him much fame, had been secured to coach the local eleven during a leave of absence from his work with a sporting goods firm with which he had been employed since leaving college. Duane then told me that he had something to show me in which I should sure¬ ly be interested. He handed me a United States History and asked me to look it over. When I opened the book, these words greeted me: “A Revised History of the United States by Francis Henry Hannigan, Ph.D., Harvard University.” By this time I was so used to these amazing discoveries that this one did not shock me, and anyway Francis always had his own ideas about history. Principal Clarridge then showed me the latest issue of “The Oak, Lily, and Ivy,” and said that they now solicited each graduate who was in business and were very successful in se¬ curing advertisements from them. Glancing through the copy I found many things of interest. The first advertisement that caught my eye was: “Best wishes of McDermott Burke’s Cloak and Suit Store, the largest within a radius of ten miles.” I re¬ marked to Duane as I read this ad, “I’ll bet Rita doesn’t look forward to the com¬ ing of a bill now as she used to Sunday nights while in High School.” Miss Wal- THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 23 lace informed me that Madeline acted as a model at the store, thus causing the business to increase by leaps and bounds. In fact Filene has more than once in¬ vited these business women to take charge of his Boston store while he is in Europe each year, but they both confess that they are led to stay in their home town both from a natural love for their birthplace and a pleasure in the association with two leading business men of the town. On another page was written “Compliments of the Misses Casey—Seminary for Girls and Young Women—We guarantee to turn out perfect ladies in every sense of the word.” Below this I read: “Stenog¬ raphers! increase your earning power 100 per cent. Learn the Dalrymple adap¬ tion of the. Gregg system to the French language. Misses Ethel and Doris Dal¬ rymple, originators.” I knew that Doris’ feeling for the French people would be apt to direct her actions. On another page were the compliments of Angelina Morcone, Attorney at Law. Judging from the way Angie’s loquaciousness had so often disturbed the peace and quiet of Room 10’ the fourth period, I should say that she had chosen her profession wisely. Duane then handed me a copy of the “Congressional Record,” sent to him by Senator Fahey, which contained one of his hot speeches against the abolition of the protective tariff. Henry always was ready to talk on this subject or any other subject for that matter. The “Record” also contained an account of O’Connell, our shining light of the sixth period law class, who had recently been appointed Chief Justice of the Supreme Court, also telling about his first important decision wherein he held that it was not a felony to come into Stenography A class with¬ out one’s homework done. With that I told Duane that I had taken up about enough of his time and so bade him good-bye, wishing him continued success. As I was walking down School street, I noticed a sign over the Lincoln Square Garage which read: “Mackay Steeves, Proprietors.” I wondered if it meant “Dick” and “Tunney” and decided to find out. It did, sure enough. They had built up a large selling and repairing business. In one corner of the building I noticed a powerful looking racer and they told me that it was the one in which Helen Sherman, with Matt Murphy as her me¬ chanic, maintained a speed of two hundred miles an hour for three consecutive hours, breaking the world’s record. “Tunney” told me that while at the Massa¬ chusetts General Hospital for treatment for the after effects of an injury received in the Dedham football game, he found that our quiet and sympathetic Gladys Spencer was head nurse, while Elvera Bregani as dietitian supervising the serv¬ ing of many carefully prepared dishes which assisted materially in the recovery of so many patients. During his stay at the hospital he found that Harold Cene- della, whose fame as a surgeon was widespread, visited the hospital regularly and that instead of using ether he talked his patients into unconsciousness. They told me that they were planning to go to Tremont Temple the follow¬ ing evening to hear Paul SanClemente, the noted Evangelist, speak and they showed me a speech clipped from a newspaper wherein he denounced the lax morals of modern young people and declared that something must be done to stop young and attractive widows from invading social centers and ruining the lives of our young men. I learned that many an exciting meeting had been held in the selectmen’s rooms since Rhoda Behrens and Lil Ranahan got on the board and I did not have to stretch my imagination very far to picture one of their heated conferences, for these two certainly could never be reproached for taciturnity. The next bit of interesting information was that Isabel McGrath an d our blushing Mary Carr had bought out the rights to a local daily and had printed some great editorials among which were: “The Evils of Smoking,” “The Horrors 24 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. of Profanity,” and “Should Girls Have Their Eyebrows Plucked?” They al¬ ways took great pleasure in reprinting from the New York papers complimentary references to the work of the great Shakespearian actress, Mme. Rosenfeld, whose portrayal of the role of Lady Macbeth had caused her to be hailed by the critics as the “American Bernhardt.” I found out upon inquiry that Marion Huff had 1 settled down in Hopedale soon after graduating and that she was now the mistress of a very happy home in which peace and harmony hold sway at all times. From this same source I learned that Grace Warren was now engaged as a designer of Women’s Gown s in a Fifth Avenue fashion shop, making several trips to Paris each year in the inter¬ est of her work. Her ability along this line was often demonstrated while she was at school. I was shown a book entitled “Memoirs of a President’s Secretary” written by our clever Rita Daigle, whose realiability and trustworthiness had enabled her to hold a position as secretary to the last three presidents. Margaret Costello had contributed to the shelves of literary critics with her “Happy, Helpful Hints for Hypochondriacs.” Margaret always was one to brighten up the spirits of those in trouble. Around noon time I bade good-bye to the two mechanics, having kept them from their work long enough. On my way home I met a lady coming up the street, surrounded by a drove of children and as I drew nearer I found it was Evelyn Beckett, whose love for children had caused her to secure a position as teacher in a primary school where she enjoys her work hugely. She also told me that Dick Mackay had secured the contract to transport the teachers to and from the Plains School, but for some reason had failed to come down today. With this discovery I left Miss Beckett and went home to marvel at the hap¬ penings of the last two decades. Davis J. Carroll, ’21. VALEDICTORY- JOYCE KILMER. There was perhaps among the American casualties during the World War no death more pathetic than that of Alfred Joyce Kilmer, the hero poet for whom the future held so brilliant prospects in store. To the lover of poetry the mere mention of that name arouses a mingled feeling of pride and sorrow: pride in the noble achievements and memorable works of the soldier-poet; sorrow in the loss upon our country’s altar of a gallan t gentleman, of a poet who never penned a line that can arise to bring confusion to those who loved him. After his graduation from Columbia University in 1908, Kilmer began to contribute to magazines and newspapers the verses which he soon gathered into a first volume “A Summer of Love.” As literary editor of “The Churchman,” he wrote what some would term editorials but which he called meditations. But it was in August, 1913 that “Trees” appearing in “Poetry: A Magazine of Verse” helped especially to render his audience a national one,—even more than that, for this and other poems have been translated into the Spanish and published in many prominent South American papers. Beholding a tree, he became im¬ pressed with its wondrous beauty and no one who has read thisi poem can ever again look at a tree without pondering over the works of the Creator, without re¬ calling to mind the exalted thought contained in its lines:— THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 25 “Tree ” I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in Summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me But only God can make a tree. As imaginative as the lines of “Trees” but appealing in an entirely different manner is the poem “The White Ships and the Red.” When the Lusitania was sunk, he was stirred to the depths and was dism ayed and angered at the fell deed that caused the deaths of so many innocent women and children. He pictures the ghosts of sunken ships of many ages liying at the bottom of the ocean, from the gold-trimmed Spanish galleon to the grim Titanic as she lies “among her pallid sisters.” Suddenly the ruined vessels tremble for down through the “pale green waves” “A mighty vessel came, Not white, as all dead ships must be, But red, like living flame!” In answer to the questions of the Titanic, who speaks for her startled sisters, the “scarlet visitor” exclaims: ‘My wrong cries out for vengeance, The blow that sent me here Was aimed in Hell. My dying scream Has reached Jehovah’s ear. Not all the seven oceans Shall wash away that stain; Upon a brow that wears a crown I am the brand of Cain.’ When God’s great voice assembles The fleet on Judgment Day, The ghosts of ruined ships will rise In sea and strait and bay. Though they have lain for ages Beneath the changeless flood, They shall be white as silver, But one—shall be like blood.” 26 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. Verses such as these are the poetry by which the people of future years will remember Joyce Kilmer. In themselves they stand immortal but his heroic death gives them an added touch of beauty and splendor. All his works are pervaded with a tender, sincere charm, revealing a man whom one would have loved to know ; a man now humorous, now devotional, giv¬ ing a tender sympathy to all from “Dave Lilly,” the drunkard and ne’er-do-well to the deserted house, “The House with Nobody in It.” What a personality must a man possess who on passing a deserted house pauses to pity the house that has ceased to be a home. His touching little poem concludes with these lines: “So whenever I go to Suffern along the Erie track I never go by the empty house without stopping and looking back, Yet it hurts me to look at the crumbling roof and the shutters fallen apart, For I can’t help thinking the poor old house is a house with a broken heart.” Much of his poetry has a strong religious vein running through it, due to his sublime belief that “faith should illumine everything, grave or gay.” The following lines taken from a poem written in the trenches reveal this character¬ istic : “Lord, Thou didst suffer more for me Than all the hosts of land and sea. So let me render back again This millionth of Thy gift. Amen.” He was a man of the people, loved by all who knew him, writing of the com¬ mon things ,and evervdav experiences of common men in a style which is easily understood bv young and old alike. His choice of subjects in his poetry and prose is suggestive of his broad human sympathy and his enjoyment of the commonplace. His essays abound with his sweet sympathy for humanity. Not onlv did he write critically upon various mod¬ ern writers, expressing by the way a dislike for the modern “vices of extreme real¬ ism and hysteria,” but we find him discoursing with inimitable humor on the sub¬ way express which he calls “The Great Nickel Adventure,” on the alarm clock dubbed by him as the “urban chanticleer,” and on the country signboards to the defence of which he humorously comes. In “The Catholic Poets of Belgium” his demonstration of the necessity of a poet’s belief in the subjects which he treats can readily be perceived. “Person¬ ally, I have never been able to enjoy the recital, however skillful, of a sacred story by a poet who did not believe in it” is ample proof that the pure devotional note in his works is but the reflection of his own soul. Another admirable feature in his prose works is his appreciation of child¬ hood. “Now,” says Kilmer, when a really great poet has before him such a theme as childhood, he does not spend his time making far-fetched compositions with moss-rose buds, or hunting for words that rhyme with ‘babe.’ Childhood suggests Him Who made childhood sacred. ... A poet may write pleasingly about mountains, and cyclones and battles, and the love of woman, but if he is at all timid about the verdict of posterity he should avoid the theme of childhood as he would avoid the plague. For only great poets can write about childhood poems worthy to be printed.” THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 27 In “The Proud Poet” he manifests his appreciation of the truth that the writing of poetry is both manly and difficult. “When you say of the making of ballads and songs that it is woman’s work You forget all the fighting poets that have been in every land. There was Byron, who left all his lady-loves to fight against the Turk, And David, the Singing King of the Jews, who was born with a sword in his hand. It was yesterday that Rupert Brooke went out to the Wars and died, And Sir Philip Sidney’s lyric voice was as sweet as his arm was strong; And Sir Walter Raleigh met the axe as a lover meets his bride, Because he c arried in his soul the courage of his song.” And he adds: “It is stern work, it is perilous work, to thrust your hand in the sun And pull out a spark of immortal flame to warm the hearts of men.” In the fall of 1913, Joyce Kilmer embraced the Catholic religion. His con¬ version was entirely voluntary and came as “the permanent conviction of a man who prayed daily for months for the Faith before that grace was given to him.” His faith in God was remarkable and during those trying days in France he was strengthened and consoled by it. That his conversion to the Catholic Faith, which he considered “more important, more beautiful, more necessary than any¬ thing else in life,” was of the utmost consequence in its effect upon his talents is evident from one of his own statements to a friend in quest of material for a book: “If what I nowadays write is considered poetry, then I became a poet in November, 1913.” He was in his religion as wholesome and human as in every¬ thing else and the religious humility which he manifested might well be emulated by many less talented: “The King of Kings awaits me, wherever I may go, O who am I that He should deign to love and serve me so?” As his ancestors fought in the American Revolution and in the French and Indian wars, he had within his veins the proverbial “fighting blood” which is typical of his race. As long as the cause was a worthy one, he believed in fighting. Consequently, when in 1917 came the call to arms, he was among the first to vol¬ unteer his services. He did not for a moment question wherein lay his duty. His country had called and like the hero that he was, he obeyed immediately, think¬ ing little of any dangers to which he might be subjected, guided by a firm and ardent faith. Kilmer joined the Officers’ Reserve Training corps but soon resigned to enlist in the Seventh Regiment, National Guard, New York, being mustered into the Federal Service on July 15, 1917. Shortly before the Seventh left New York for the South he was, at his own request, transferred to the 165th Infantry, formerly 28 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. the “Fighting 69th.” His motive in doing this was his belief that this regiment would be the first to go to the battlefield. In a letter from the trenches occurs the following paragraph: “I have written very little—two prose sketches and two poems—since I left the States but I have a rich store of memories. Not that what I write matters— I have discovered, since some unforgettable experiences, that writing is not the tremendously important thing I once considered it. You will find me less a book¬ man when you next see me, and more, I hope, a man.” His interest in writing had subsided, except “in so far as writing was the ex¬ pression of something beautiful,” and he witnessed “daily and nightly the expres¬ sion of beauty in action instead of words” and found it more to his liking. His first poetical attempt on the battlefield was “Rouge Bouquet,” that noble tribute to his fallen comrades which contains the essence of that Celtic courage that goes to death with smiling eyes and a song upon the lips. The dangers and hardships shared together developed a “friendship clean of jealousy and gossip and envy and suspicion.” There was no man in the regiment to whom Kilmer was not a friend and his deep affection for his fellow-comrades is beautifully expressed: “There is on earth no worthier grave To hold the bodies of the brave Than this place of pain and pride Where they nobly fought and nobly died. Never fear but in the skies Saints and angels stand Smiling with their holy eyes On this new-come band. 9 And up to Heaven’s doorway floats, From the wood called Rouge Bouquet, A delicate cloud of buglenotes That softly say: ‘Farewell! Farewell! Comrades true, born anew, peace to you! Your souls shall be where the heroes are And your memory shine like the morning-star. Brave and dear, Shield us here. Farewell!’ ” No character ever was found with more sterling qualities than that of Joyce Kilmer. Upright and virtuous in all his undertakings, he was never in any way inclined to depreciate the work of his contemporaries. Uncomplaining and toler¬ ant, he endured hardship and sacrifice with never a murmur, accepting pain both spiritual and physical as something beneficial to the soul. He had a wonderful affection and marvelous devotion for his wife, his children and his mother, whom he styled “the gentlest of critics.” His constant prayers that his son Kenton might have the grace of a vocation to the priesthood and his deep sorrow at the loss of his little paralysed daughter of whom he said, “She makes Heaven dearer to us,” are moving indications of his parental affection. Love for France, its villages and its mountains, admiration, pity and love for its people, fortified by valor and devotion, encouraged him in risking his life to bring back peace to those invaded people. So the front was his goal. Always do- THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 29 mg more than his orders called for, night after night lying out in No Man’s Land, crawling through barbed wires in an effort to locate the enemy, invariably bring¬ ing back valuable information, Sergeant Kilmer won the admiration of all his comrades. “There was something of what the Scots call ‘fey’ about him as a soldier,” is the testimony of Father Duffy, the chaplain of the 165th Infantry. “He was absolutely the coolest and most indifferent man in the face of danger I have ever seen. It was not for lack of love.of life, for he enjoyed his life as a soldier—his only cross was distance from home. It was partly from his inborn courage and de¬ votion he would not stint his sacrifice—partly his deep and real belief that what God wills is best. Joyce was one of those soldiers who had a romantic love of death in battle, and it could not have missed him in time.” Se rgeant Kilmer, in the prime of his youth, was killed in action near the Ourcq, in July, 1918. He was serving as an aid to the battalion commander and was sent in the lead of a patrol to establish the location of some machine guns. A few hours later as the battalion advanced into the woods, his comrades found him lying in a lifelike at¬ titude, as if still scouting, with his eyes bent over a little ridge. They ran to him and found him with a bullet through his brain. He was buried where he fell with a white wooden cross marking the grave, but his body has since been removed and placed in a small cemetery in the Province of Aisne. It is beautifully located, on a little elevation close to the road, about ninety miles from Paris. The news of his death saddened the entire regiment and his funeral services were most impressi ve so sincere was the grief of his comrades of whom he had written home: “Say a prayer for them all, they’re brave men and good.” Joyce Kilmer died as he lived, in action; but his death removed from the lists of fight¬ ing men a gallant soldier, from the ranks of American poets, a genius of great no¬ bility of character and definite spiritual ideals, and from the mass of humanity, a man to whom kindness was a creed and fidelity as the very breath of his soul. No word better describes this young hero than “American,” for he was a true Ameri¬ can in every sense of the word. His memory has become a golden legend and in the hearts of men it will live forever. And yet he himself would have wished no excessive grief at his glorious death. His own words in his poem “In Memory of Rupert Brooke” might well instruct us how to regard his passing. “In alien earth, across a troubled sea His body lies that was so fair and young. His mouth is stopped, with half his songs unsung; His arm is still, that struck to make men free. But let no cloud of lamentation be Where, on a warrior’s grave, a lyre is hung. . We keep the echoes of his golden tongue, We keep the vision of his chivalry. So Israel’s joy, the loveliest of kings, Smote now his harp, and now the hostile horde. To-day the starry roof of Heaven rings With psalms a soldier made to praise his Lord; And David rests beneath Eternal wings, Song on his lips, and in his hand a sword.” Fellow-classmates: To-night perhaps for the last time, we stand together as the Class of 1921. For four happy years we have labored and studied at Milford 30 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. High School. To-night, however, that pleasant companionship must be severed, each of us to start his journey on the highway of life. As we go forth, it is but fitting that we should acknowledge our deep appreciation and gratitude to our teachers, parents, and friends, who during the past four years have always been ready and willing to assist us in all our undertakings. To our teachers especially let us extend our sincere thanks for their untiring efforts in our behalf. Class-mates of 1921 : We know not what the future holds in store for us. We now stand on the threshold of life, some of us to continue our education in higher institutions of learning, others to take our places in the activities of the business world. Whichever course it is our destiny to pursue, let us here resolve that we will at all times keep in mind the lofty ideals that have been set before us by our Alma Mater: Be loyal to our God, and true to ourselves. Teachers, undergraduates, and classmates of 1921, I bid you a heartfelt and sorrowful farewell. Rita M. Daigle, ’21. THE TEACHER. Sonnet. V Her realm directs the future of our land. In ceaseless toil she labors day by day Each plastic mind to mould, with guiding hand More shapely than the sculptor with his clay; To her the task of proving right from wrong. By keen perception able to discern The needs of all, where best her words belong— In reprimands, then praises in their turn. No trumpets blare her glory to the skies As on through life she fills her destined place. Yet, oft with little thanks from mortal eyes, Her work it is on which depends our race. “What better service can I give?” she asks. To teach—it is the noblest of God’s tasks. Rita M. Daigle. OUR DIVINE MASTER. Sonnet. Blest Maker, Thou who wert not ever made, Thou art the Monarch over land and sea. And when Thou speak’st Thy will, it is obeyed, Sun and moon and stars do bow to Thee, And also we in worship deep must bend When we behold the Maytime charms for us, As springtime’s fairy fingers softly blend Birds’ voices, opening buds, and fragrance thus: 31 THE OAK, LILWAND IVY. In every rustle of the joyous spring We hear the voice of God. They seem to tell Such heavenly joys that mortals cannot sing Of all Thy wondrous powers; but hearts must swell With gratitude for all that Thou dost give, O, help us then this gratitude to live. Ruth E. Tyndall. TO THE MORNING. Sonnet. When on a glorious morning I arise, The beauteous sun doth high above me shine; His rays sublime arid glorious meet my eyes, And cry to all the world, “Tis morning time!” The earth seems rilled with gladness everywhere, The bright dew-drops upon the meadow gleam, The gay songs of the birds float through the air From branches bending high above the stream. Buds gently opening in the sun’s bright rays, Unfold their beauty and their earthly charm. The buzzing bees are humming songs of praise, Flit gently to each petal without harm, And all is calm and gay, and meadows bright The refreshed sleeper joyfully invite. Marion B. Greeley. TO IRELAND. Ballad. Grim centuries have passed you by While other lands were free, But fire and sword with dark design Have wreaked their worst on thee. Still you are living on to-day, Undaunted by the past, Awaiting what the future holds,— A republic that will last! 4 And you can hear from every land Beneath the stretching sky The voices of your exiled sons Which sure can never die. 32 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. These messages are full of hope And courage from above; You cannot help but hear the call Of their undying love. The day must come and come full soon When enemies must bow, And greet you as a sister state, And not as one below. Then rise you from Atlantic foam In grace and majesty, The latest of the sisterhood Of nations of the free. Your Dead will hear, though in their graves, On that bright fruitful morn, The clamor of a nation great Who greets her Freedom’s dawn. Madeline H. Burke. RECOGNITION OF THE REPUBLIC OF IRELAND. Many times in the past the attention of the people of the United States has been called to the cause of Ireland. Through the press and from the public plat¬ form we have heard more or less about the Irish people, their difficulties, their hopes, and their aspirations. A great deal has been said which has been both fav¬ orable and unfavorable but the attitude of the American people has for some time been that of indifference. During the past few years, however, a marked change has taken place. Enthusiastic meetings are becoming more frequent and numer¬ ous in all parts of the country and more and more petitions and resolutions are being forwarded each week to our President and Congressmen urging them to use their good offices to protest against the continued violations of the laws of human¬ ity by the armed forces of Great Britain in Ireland. Remarkable as is this change of attitude, it is easily explained. It is in part due to the uncivilized warfare which the British government is carrying on in Ire¬ land today, but for the most part it is due to the fact that the cause of Ireland is now before Americans in the form of an American question,—the recognition of the Republic of Ireland. All that those behind the measure ask is that it be looked upon from an American point of view and determined according to American principles, particularly those on which we laid so much emphasis dur¬ ing the late war. It should be an easy matter for American people to understand clearly the case of Ireland. Even though supporters of the British government speak of it as an internal affair, a matter similar to that of our Southern States at the time of the Civil War and as a very complicated problem, a little study of the subject will convince any fair-minded person that the situation in Ireland now is practi¬ cally the same as that of our own country about one hundred and fifty years ago. The main difference in the two cases is that if we were justified, as we surely were, in setting up an independent government, the Irish people are justified a I THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 33 thousand times; for whatever rights the British government could claim in this country because of colonization, she has no right in Ireland except the right of force. It is well to remember when considering this subject that the policy of the British government has always been to build a “paper wall” around Ireland, to keep those inside ignorant of conditions in the outside world and to keep the outside world ignorant of the true state of affairs in Ireland. It is es¬ pecially noteworthy that at the end of his recent visit to America, Lord North - diffe boasted that he ' had left $150,000,000 in the United States for the further¬ ance of English propaganda. So may be explained many false statements which are being circulated continually with the intention of discrediting the case of Ire¬ land in the eyes of Americans. The claim that Ireland was never a nation is completely disproved by some of the most eminent of English authorities. The well-known English publicist, G. H. Chesterton, declares, “If Ireland is not a nation, there is no such a thing as a nation.” Mr. H. H. Asquith when Premier of England said, “There are few cases in history—as a student of history, I myself know of none—of a nationhood at once so distinct, so persistent, and so assimilative as the Irish.” It is unnecessary to quote the scores of other noted English authorities who emphatically deny the statement that Ireland was never a nation. Ireland was a nation before England, and when the countries on the Continent were overrun by barbarians, her universities were the seat of European culture. She had her laws, her language, and all that is essential to a distinct nation. Her trade was great and her people enjoyed the best of prosperity and happiness. When the English forced their way into Ireland, things changed for the worst. Her com¬ merce was ruined, her people murdered, and their property destroyed because of their religion and their refusal to give up their rightful claim to nationhood. The high civilization of Ireland suffered severely. Churches and universities as well as libraries and works of art were ruined. So terrible were conditions that thous¬ ands of men, women, and children were massacred at times by the forces of Eng¬ land while thousands died of starvation. In 1783, however, after a long struggle the English in Ireland, by what is known as the Renunciation Act, secured from England the exclusive control of internal affairs forever. Even though but few of the people were represented under its rule, Ireland again became prosperous and wealthy, and soon the Eng¬ lish decided that they must share in the benefit of it and determined by force and bribery to induce this body, which repre sented few besides its members, to give up to England its rights in Ireland. The British government was successful in brib¬ ing a sufficient number of members and the so-called Act of Union was passed, which was to make Ireland a part of the United Kingdom. The amounts of money or land given to the bribed members are still to be found in the records of the British government and still Lloyd George and other British officials attempt to tell the American people that this union is similar to the Union between our States. There is, of course, no similarity at all. It was with the consent of the people of our States that they entered the Union while the Irish people have proven by repeated insurrections that they would never agree to such a contract and so it was forced upon them against their will. No statesman or jurist has ever been able to mai ntain that the Act of Union was a contract binding the people of Ire¬ land. William E. Gladstone, former Prime Minister of England, speaking at Liver¬ pool on June 28, 1886 said, ‘“There is no blacker or fouler transaction in the his¬ tory of man than the making of the union between Great Britain and Ireland. 34 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. The carrying of it was nothing in the world but an artful combination of fraud and force applied in the basest manner to the attainment of an end which all Ire¬ land detested. A more base proceeding, a more vile proceeding is not in my judg¬ ment recorded in any page of history.” This act and the Treaty of Limerick (1691) stands out as chief among Britain’s many “scraps of paper” in her relations with the Irish nation. Can any American compare with fairness this Union to the union between our States? As soon as the British government again became effective in Ireland, the earlier unfortunate state of affairs returned. The industries of the country except those which England found it an advantage to maintain were ruined. Even at times Irishmen were forbidden to fish in the waters off the coast and these and oth¬ er such laws have caused the British government to become more and more hated by the Irish people. So tyrannical has the government been that in 1848 so much of the wheat and other foodstuffs were shipped to England that an artificial famine was created which resulted in the deaths of thousands of unfortunate people and intense suffering by many more. People say that all this has long since passed by and that in the years previous to the war the English government has justified its rule in Ireland by the results brought about. The fact is that while the other nations of the world were progress¬ ing rapidly, conditions in Ireland remained essentially the same, although a few improvements had of course, been made. As far as education is concerned, it is discouraged rather than encouraged by the government. On the slightest pre¬ tences, such as residence over two miles from the school house, the child is excused from attendance as is also the case if his parent or guardian will but say that he needs his work at home or elsewhere. Besides, the school houses are cold, uncomfortable, smoky buildings where the health of the children was often en¬ dangered. The railroads of the country were constructed in such a manner as to be more convenient for the movements of troops than the carrying on of trade. Indeed, if a consignment of goods were to be sent from Belfast in the north to Cork in the south, it would be cheaper to send it by water to England and then back to Cork than it would to send it direct. The rich natural resources of the country cannot be worked because of the excessive tax which is placed on all such enterprises. The country is divided into large estates owned by landlords who in some instances, never visit the country but charge enormous rates which are spent abroad. It is the same policy which is still carried out in all lines of Irish industry. Ninety-five per cent, of Ireland’s yearly business is carried on with England and contrary to all laws ' of economy, the Irish people must buy in the highest and sell in the lowest market. No wonder then that Ireland cannot prosper or even be¬ come comfortably wealthy under English rule or rather,—misrule. It is a signifi¬ cant fact that while the population of every other civilized country of the world has increased, Ireland’s population fell at the same time from 8,000,000 to 4,000,- 000 inhabitants. These figures speak for themselves. They testify as only such figures can to the extent of British misgovernment, ' tyranny, and exploitation in Ireland. Still some people say that before resorting to arms the Irish people should have attempted to settle their difficulties by legislation. The fact is that the Irish people did attempt to settle their difficulties by legislation and would have taken any peaceful measures before opening war with the most powerful empire on earth. In 1848, when the first home-rule bill was presented in Parliament, began the first real attempts at legislation. This bill was, of course, killed in the House of Lords but the work still went on and when under Premier Asquith the chances of the THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 35 Home-Rule Bill looked brighter than ever before, the latter pledged the “honor” of Great Britain to put that bill into effect as soon as passed by the Irish, English, and Scotch members of Parliament. In 1914 the Bill was passed by those dele¬ gates by a large majority. But did it go into effect? It did not. Sir Edward Carson, leader of a small group of Unionists in the North of Ire¬ land, stated that he would rather live under German rule than under the rule of the Catholics of the South. He imported shiploads of war munitions from Ger¬ many and then had begun what is known as the Ulster Rebellion. Carson based his grievances on the oft referred to “religious question.” The fact is that in Ire¬ land there does not exist and never has existed any such a thing as a religious question, as far as the Irish people are concerned. When in the reign of Mary English Protestants fled to Ireland, they were received in a most friendly manner as were Protestants from Germany and France who have ever since lived peace¬ fully with their Catholic neighbors. Protestant ministers in Ireland to-day take pleasure in stating that in all the fighting not one isolated Protestant church has been injured in the least. It is also a noteworthy fact that in Irealnd’s fight for freedom there have been many more Protestant than Catholic leaders. Speaking in Dublin in 1871, the Chief Rabbi of the Jews stated that he “had long been anxious to visit this beautiful country,” because it was the only country in which the Jews were not persecuted. Nevertheless, Carson continued to increase his armament and for the first time in 750 years we find the people of the South of Ireland arming in defense of an act of the British government. It is only reasonable to expect that the English government would give its sympathy if not its active support to those who were standing in its defense. But that was not the case. Sir Edward Carson who had led a rebellion against the government was elevated to a seat in the cabinet, while in the streets of Dublin in July, 1914, the government shot down those who had armed for its defense. So ended the last attempt to settle the Irish question, if it be a question, by legislation. In 1916, then, the Irish, convinced that there was no other course to pursue if they wished ever to live as free men in a free country, revolted in Easter Week and set up the Republic of Ireland which exists to the present day. The leaders were captured after one week of fighting and without any form of trial were stood up against a wall and shot, as were also some who had no connection with the re¬ volt, all in direct violation of the laws of war. But even though the leaders were killed, the power of the British government in Ireland has continually grown less and less. They denied, of course, at first that the revolt was anything besides the work of a few irresponsible men who would not be sustained at the polls, and did everything they could in Ireland to discredit the cause of the Republicans. When the election took place under circumstances which were by no means favorable to the cause of independence, the people by a majority of over eighty per cent, decided in favor of a Republic. This was the largest majority ever known of on a similar issue, but some folks will say that they “are divided” and “don’t know what they want.” As far as the English leaders were concerned, they realized that the control of Ireland was gradually slipping out of their hands and determined on a policy of terrorism which has caused the world to look upon the British government as a second Germany. They released from English and Colonial jails all who would serve in Ireland as Black and Tans and the result can well be imagined. Mur¬ ders, robberies, and other crimes are to-day going unpunished and are continually growing worse. The Irish Republican army has made war upon these Black and Tans for the most part by means of ambushes which many in this country consider unjustified. Here again the situation in Ireland resembles our own fight for free- 36 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. dom. As the American farmers from behind trees and walls kept up a deadly and constant fire until they drove the exhausted “Red-Coats” into Boston, so the Irish Republican army from behind trees and stone walls have practically cleared the country of Black and Tans who now for the most part must confine themselves to the cities. This is a matter in which we can not be neutral. We must recognize the Brit¬ ish Ambassador or the envoy elected by Irish people as representing the latter. In the first instance with due regard for the true facts we cannot speak of the Brit¬ ish Ambassador as representing the Irish people in any sense of the word. The British government’s courts are practically useless. They are neither recognized, respected, nor obeyed by the Irish people and are unable to enforce a decision when one is made. True enough, England has an army of occupation, but not a govern¬ ment in Ireland to-day. The first essential duty of a government is that it shall protect the innocent. Under present conditions i t is the innocent who suffer near¬ ly all the time. It is said, however, that if wet recognize the Republic of Ireland we shall be offending a friendly nation and that this action would be a cause for war. The truth is that the recognition of the Irish Republic would by no means be a cause for war. The most noted authorities on international law deny that such a move by our country would be in any way contrary to the laws of nations, and history proves the truth of their contention. We have always recognized newly established governments both in this continent and in Europe but not once has there been any question about war. How then can we look upon the case of Ire¬ land as an exception to the long-established rule? It is well to remember when this argument is put forth that there is another nation to be considered. That nation is Ireland. Ireland has been friendly when friends were few and friends were sorely needed. When Washington and his men were suffering at Valley Forge at the darkest hour of the Revolution, a message was sent to Ireland for.aid and was answered by a prompt shipment of clothing and the sum of $716,000. Washington himself was loud in his praise of his Irish soldiers and Franklin, speaking for the Continental Congress, assured the people of Ire¬ land that were the American Revolution successful, means would be found to es¬ tablish the people of Ireland. Ever since that time Ireland has always been our friend which cannot be said of the other nation some people are so afraid we will offend, even though we act entirely within our rights. ’ All that the people of Ireland ask is that we speak to them as Irishmen as they address us as Americans. They do not ask that we help them out with men or money but merely to admit the existence of the established fact because to-day the Irish Republic is an established fact in every sense of the word. It has its three departments like our own government, collects taxes, maintains a system of courts which to-day are the only judicial bodies which function to any extent in Ireland. Even the English recognize the Sinn Fein courts when they want an enforcible decision. In fact, when the late Lord Mayor of Cork was arrested, he was pre¬ siding at a trial wherein the plaintiff was an English insurance company. Their courts punish crime and are respected and obeyed all over the country. The Irish people ask also that we give our moral support to their cause in accordance with our promises to the world on entering the war. This matter comes as a test case whereby the whole world will form its just opinion of the sincerity of the United States when entering the war for the cause of Democracy. It is time for the American people to make plain to the world that they meant what they said through their spokesman, Ex-President Wilson, when he declared, “We shall fight for the things which we have always carried nearest our hearts,—for democracy, for the right of those who submit to authority THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 37 to have a voice in their own government; for the rights and liberties of small nations for a universal dominion of right by such a concert of free peoples as shall bring peace and safety to all nations and make the world itself at last free.” This is the time when we should make it plain that whoever else may have forgot¬ ten, we still r emember our promises and that we are glad to-day to demand as American citizens that our government registers protest against the uncivilized tactics of a supposedly civilized government, pay back an old debt, and make good its solemn promises to all the world by recognizing the established Republic of Ireland which we cannot conscientiously or consistently ignore. Joseph O’Connell, ’21. OPTIMISM. “Optimism is the faith that leads to achievement; nothing can be done with¬ out hope.” The cheerful man has a creative power which the pessimist never possesses. There is nothing that will so completely sweeten life and lighten its drudgery, nothing that will so effectively ease the jolts in the road, as a sunny, hopeful, opti¬ mistic disposition. With the same mental ability, the cheerful thinker has infinite¬ ly more power than the despondent, gloomy thinker. Cheerfulness is a perpetual lubricator of the mind; it is the oil of gladness which dispels friction, worries, anxieties, and disagreeable experiences. It is, moreover, the most effectual medi¬ cine for longevity that can be named. The sunny man attracts business success; everybody likes to deal with agree¬ able, cheerful people. We instinctively shirk from a crabbed, cross, contemptible character, no matter how able he may be. The great business world to-day is too serious, too dead in earnest. Life in America is strenuous to the point of mental disease. There is a perpetul need of relief from this great tension, and a sunny, cheerful, gracious soul is like an ocean breeze in sultry August, like the coming of a vacation. We welcome it be¬ cause it gives us at least temporary relief from the strain. Cheerful faced and pleasant voiced clerks can sell more goods, and attract more customers than the saucy or snappy ones. Promoters, organizers of great enterprises must make a business of being agreeable, of harmonizing hostile interests, of winning men’s good opinion. Newspapermen depend on making friends to get interviews, to dis¬ cover facts, and to find news. All doors automatically fly open to the sunny man, and he is invited to enter, while the disagreeable and sarcastic man is turned away or is obliged to force his way in. The world is too full of sadness and sorrow, misery and sickness. It needs more sunshine; it needs cheerful lives which radiate gladness it needs encourag- ers who shall lift and not bear down, who shall encourage, not discourage. Who can estimate the value of the sunny soul who scatters gladness wherever he goes, instead of gloom and sadness? Everybody is attracted to these cheerful faces and sunny lives, and repelled by the gloomy, the morose, the sad. We envy people who radiate cheer and gladness wherever they go. The ability to radiate sunshine is a greater power than beauty, than mere mental accomplishments. What riches are stored in a sunny soul! What a blessed heritage is such a nature, able to leave its trail of gladness wherever it goes, able to scatter the shadows, and to lighten sorrow-laden hearts, to send cheer into despairing souls. This blessing is not impossible of acquisition, for a cheerful face is but a reflection 38 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. of a warm, generous heart. The sunshine does not first appear upon the face, but in the soul. The glad smile that makes the face glow with radiance is but a glimpse of the soul’s warmth. Glad, wholesome people dispel melancholy and anxiety from all those with whom they come in contact, just as the sun drives away darkness. When they enter a roomful of people, where the conversation has been lagging, and where every¬ body seems bored, they transform the surroundings like the sun bursting through thick, black clouds after a storm. Everybody takes on a joyous spirit from the glad soul just entered; the conversation which dragged before becomes bright and spirited, and the whole atmosphere vibrates with gladness and good cheer. There is nothing which you could put into your life, except service to others, which would pay you so well as the cultivation of sunshine in your business, pro¬ fessional, and in your social relations. Business will come to you instead of hav¬ ing to be sought, friends will seek you, society will open wide its doors to you. A cheerful disposition is a fund of ready capital ,a magnet for the good things of life. It is perfectly possible for a girl with the least attractive face to make herself beautiful, if she has an honest heart and a sunny disposition. The basis of all real beauty is a kindly, helpful heart. If you hold a love for humanity persistently in your heart, you will make such an impression of harmony, of sweetness, and soul beauty wherever you go, the whole world will welcome you. This, the highest type of beauty, is within the reach of all. “Catch the sunshine! Don’t be grieving O’er that darksome billow there! Life’s a sea of stormy billows, We must meet th$m everywhere. Pass right through them! Do not tarry, Overcome that heaving tide, There’s a sparkling gleam of sunshine Waiting on the Other Side.” Margaret C. Costello. IMMIGRATION. One of the most important questions in America to-day is the question of Im¬ migration. It is a vital point concerning all the people of the United States and labor is viewing the situation with alarm, for the threatened influx will not only injure both industry and labor, reduce wages, but will lower our standard of living. Thousands of immigrants of all nationalities and classes migrate to our shores each year. This migration is due mainly to misery in the home districts of the emi¬ grants. According to statistics it is found that seven out of ten of the immigrants coming to this country are dependents. Nine out of ten of the immigrants settle in our already congested cities, making bad conditions worse. Then again there are hundreds of undesirables such as criminals, anarchists, paupers and Bolshe¬ vists, coming in under the guise of stowaways, or as members of the ship’s crew, who desert as soon as they reach port. We have no use for these sorts of immi¬ grants and we must not allow America to be used as a dumping-ground for the undesirables of the earth. THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 39 Numerous suggestions have been made for the handling of the coming mil¬ lions and many bills have been presented before Congress dealing with the question. Some are in favor of shutting down entirely on immigration for a stated period un¬ til the country can readjust itself to the new conditions; others would limit it to blood relationship; others approve a percentage basis. Representative Johnson introduced the Johnson Bill which was not to set up a permanent restrictive policy, but intended merely to protect this country for the next fourteen months from a horde of Europe’s most objectionable classes. Such a suspension of immirgation is imperative for two reasons: First, the country is now passing through a period of commercial and industrial adjustment which follows every war. Unemployment is widespread and our first concern should be to provide employment for those already here. Secondly, there is grave peril and menace to the safety of American institutions involved in the admission of millions unfamiliar with our government and ideals, who are seeking to escape from the great burdens which the World War has put on their shoulders. Another bill for the restriction of immigration is the Dillingham Bill, an emergency measure which would temporarily limit the admission of aliens of any nationality to five per cent, of the number of foreign-born persons of that national¬ ity in the United States in 1910. This bill would increase immigration from Northwestern Europe while diminishing the flood from other parts of Europe to one-third. Immigration from Northwestern Europe has made possible much de¬ velopment of America in the last decades, especially in agriculture and in the dairy industry, and it has brought strong, thrifty and work-willing Scandinavians who are the most easily assimilated and thereby the best element in our population. Many other propositions were made, one, for example, which would create a commission to regulate immigration, making it possible for only the best classes to come in, and distribute the new-comers throughout the States according to the States’ needs and the desires of the immigrants. The Commissioners of Immigra¬ tion proposed to establish immigration outposts at the European ports of departure where entrants to this country would be fully informed of the conditions of entry so that they might not spend everything they have trying to get in if they are in¬ eligible. Finally a bill which restricts the admission of aliens in any one year to three per cent, of the number of foreign-born of each nationality residing in this country as determined by the Federal Census of 1910 has just been passed by Congress. This means that if each of the nationalities take advantage of the law and send their full quota of three per cent., the total admitted in any one year would be a million less than were permitted to enter in 1913 or 1914. Several of the nationalities which under the present rulings would be permitted to enter in large numbers are not now sending nor are they likely to send for a number of years im¬ migrants to this country and therefore the number of aliens to be admitted will be greatly reduced. Of course, there has been much opposition to this bill. The main arguments in favor of unlimited immigration are: First, our country should maintain an open door to the oppressed of all nations as a refuge for seekers of liberty. The second is the economic industrial value of every able bodied man who adds his production to the nation’s wealth. The cheaper forms of immigrant labor have at times been of great industrial value especially on the farms where men who work hard at reasonable wages are needed. But the alien influx before the passage of this law was not self-supporting, and its only result was to reduce American wages and lower American standards of living. The preservation of the American type and the barring of whatever would tend to degrade the character of our national life to the strength of our republi- 40 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. can institutions is our present duty. This is not selfishness. It is but the guarding of what is good against anything that would injure it. This restriction of immi¬ gration is simply American self-protection. : Florence B. Tellier. THE PRESENT DUTY. He who is false to present duty breaks a thread in the loom, and will find the flaw when he may have forgotten its cause —H. W. Beecher. As we journey through life endeavoring to resist the temptations which beset our path, and striving to perform our daily tasks toward the goal of final success, we little realize the immense importance of a single duty left undone or of a single swerving from the path of right. Our life is patterned after the fashion of a wonderful tapestry and every day as we place another thread in the tapestry, so every day by the duties we perform we weave the foundations and the threads of our life. If in the weaving of a tapestry, a single poorly woven or broken thread is not remedied, when the tapestry is completed, it is imperfect and the weaver has per¬ haps forgotten the cause of the mistake. As with the tapestry, so it is with our lives . Every duty that we leave undone has a certain effect on us, perhaps not at the time, probably not for years, but sooner or later we will realize that those duties that we passed so lightly over have had a vital influence on our lives. Take for example two boys struggling through their lessons, one doing his work conscientiously, the other letting it slide by day after day with never a thought of the morrow. He may exclaim petulantly, “Of what use is it to do these lessons? They will do me no good.” How often in after life may he have repent¬ ed those words and longed for the opportunities he let so carelessly slip by. True, at the time the lessons may have seemed useless and unimportant, but in after life his attention to his early duties may prove a dominant factor in deterip- ining whether or not he will be one of life’s successes or failures. If during his school career his attitude toward his lessons and the activities connected with school life is negligent, then in after life, unless some radical change takes place in his character, he will preserve the same half-hearted disposi¬ tion toward all forms of labor, and this type of man is not the one who succeeds in the busy marts of Life. To-day bright, vigorous young men and women are needed to carry on the af¬ fairs of the nation, and the energetic person who never lets an opportunity slip by is the one who will always come out on top. One of the creeds of a person’s life should be “Never shirk a duty,” for in endeavoring to find the easiset way of evading a difficult task, you are harming yourself and no one else. If the young people of to-day would take this to heart, there would be fewer failures to burden the nation. While we attend school we are comparatively sheltered from the sterner side of things, but once we leave the guidance of its protecting hand, we enter the melting pot of Life, where the gold is separated from the dross, and where our true worth is tested. 1 hen it is that we think regretfully of lost opportunities which can never be THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 41 regained, of moments wasted in the pursuit of elusive pleasure, which might have been more profitably spent in honest endeavor. If we could only “Each morning see some task begun, Each evening see its close,” how much better we should be and how much more we should achieve. But how many of us follow this thought? And then there comes the final judgment, when we are all weighed in the balance before our Maker. Shall we be found wanting? Not if wej remember that “He who is false to present duty breaks a thread in the loom and will find the flaw when he may have forgotten its cause,” and strive to perfrom our duty to ourselves, to our friends, to our country and to God, faithfully and unerringly- Isabel I. McGrath, ’21. SCHOOL NOTES. The appreciation of all the students is extended to the advertisers in The Oak, Lily and Ivy. It has been through their hearty co-operation that our school paper has been a success. To the Avery Woodbury Co., Werber Rose and all others who helped in any way to make our different school affairs successful we are sincerely grateful. On November 22, 1920 the Senior Glass presented two plays for the bene¬ fit of the Milford High School Dramatic Association. Both were successful and netted a considerable amount. Francis Hannigan after a four weeks’ illness with scarlet fever has re¬ turned to school in time for graduation. On January 28 and May 20, 1921 the Senior Class conducted their annual Senior dances in Town Hall. Each of the dances was largely attended and the affairs proved a success both financially as well as socially. . Miss Dorothy Barrus has temporarily succeeded Miss Marcella Dignan who resigned to marry Principal Quirk. The members of the cast of the play “A Couple of Million” attended in Ashland on March 17, the performance of the same play by the Dramatic Association of the Ashland A. O. H. The trip was made by auto, the chaperones being Misses Ryan and Sutherland of the faculty, and Miss Ada Melvin, one of the grade teachers. ♦ The class of 1921 wishes to express their gratitude and appreciation to Miss Ruby Sutherland for untiring efforts in their behalf. The success of our Senior plays was in no small degree due to her excellent coaching. On April 7, 1921 the Milford High School Dramatic Association presented the comedy “A Couple of Million” in Milford Opera House to a large and en¬ thusiastic audience. The play was a brilliant success and won worthy praise for the class as well as our Alma Mater. 42 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. On Friday evening, April 8, Miss Sutherland entertained the cast at her home. All present had a most enjoyable time, Miss Sutherland proving to be a most charming hostess. During our Senior year the Milford High School Dramatic Association was formed and we feel cofident that the Class of 1921 has very creditably paved the way for future successes along theatrical lines. The Class of 1921 wishes to express its sincere sympathy to Marion Greeley on the death of her father and also to Miss Birmingham of the faculty on her brother’s death. The work of the orchestra has been most commendable during the past year. We hope that it will continue to progress and wish to thank it for its willing ser¬ vice at the many Senior affairs of this past year. To Principal and Mrs. Thomas J. Quirk the class of 1921 extend its hearty congratulations and sincere wishes for the future. ATHLETICS. During the football season of 1920, Milford High School had the honor of being represented on the field by as fine a squad as ever appeared on the grid¬ iron. Of course, our team had its ups and downs, as is to be expected in all lines of activity, but in not a single instance did our players fail to reflect glory on the Milford High School as well as on the town in which they lived. Playing, as our boys were, an uphill game, owing to the greater weight which invariably favored their opponents, they won the respect and admiration of all who had the opportunity to witness even one of their many contests. They proved beyond doubt that they possessed all the true qualities of the sportsman, which is the one thing which can make a team really great. Any group of players can be cheerful, confident, and full of enthusiasm when good fortune is on their side, when defeat is unknown, and the public is loud in its praise and approbation. But such does not make a team. It testifies only to the greater weight, strength, or other material advantage they enjoy over their opponents. Hard knocks alone prove the true character of a team as well as the individ¬ ual. When successes have been few and disappointments many, when friends are few, and when the future appears dark and gloomy, then will the false player or group of players give up in discouragement or despair. But as the true sportsman, disappointed but not discouraged, with ammunition and provis¬ ions exhausted, at the close of an unsuccessful venture shoulders his empty rifle and returns cheerfully homeward, so the true team, though fortunes be against them, cheerfully depart from the well-fought field, satisfied that they have done their best and determined to try again and fight to a finish. Such was our team, lesser in weight but greater in spirit than any of its op¬ ponents, a team which could smile and push onward in the face of disappoint¬ ment and defeat, a team in which we feel a just prid e and sincerely hope that its record and example may be an inspiration to future athletes. For our baseball team we can claim only a moderate success. Opening the season with the defeat of Medfield by a score of 21 to 3, we looked forward THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 43 to a most successful year. Throughout the school there was considerable talk of winning this game and that and of bringing home coveted pennants. Cheer¬ ing squads were organized and cheers were written. We were all set for a glori¬ ous season. On Patriot’s Day, a day we will long remember, our fortunes suddenly took a decided change for the worse and before we knew what was up, St. Mary’s Academy had buried us under their score of nine runs, while we were barely- saved from a shut-out by Hannigan who scored on a single by SanClemente after a nice two-bagger into the street. Such things will happen. Our luck continued to be very poor until on Memorial Day when we played St. Mary’s again. The game proved a good one and resulted in a big surprise to all the fans of the town. St. Mary’s won by the narrow margin of 6 to 4 as the High School was beginning to stage a come back. On Monday, June 6, another day we shall not soon forget, we were surprised and delighted to hear the good news that our team was at last playing in its true form and had won from Natick in the latter town. To Wilfred Griffin, our promising young twirler, belongs the credit of pitching one of the best games ever witnessed in Natick in which he held the home-team scoreless, while our husky and reliable backstop, “Ted” Steeves , made single-handed, the lone tally on a home-run clout. The players:— MILFORD HIGH NATICK HIGH ab r lb po a e ab r Tighe 3b 4 6 2 1 5 0 Waters 2b 4 0 O’Connell cf 3 0 0 1 2 0 Lord c 3 0 SanClemente 2b 4 0 1 3 1 0 Estey 3b 3 0 Steeves c 4 1 1 5 2 0 Dumas cf 3 0 Raftery lb 4 0 1 15 0 1 Hughes lb 3 0 Hixon ss 3 0 0 0 4 0 Pine If 3 0 Mackay rf 3 0 0 1 0 0 Gage rf 3 0 Rosenfeld If 3 0 0 0 0 0 Connollv ss 3 0 Griffin p 3 0 1 1 4 0 Grady p 3 0 Totals 31 1 6 27 18 1 Totals 28 0 lb po 1 2 0 6 1 1 0 1 1 15 0 1 0 0 0 1 0 0 3 27 a 1 1 0 0 1 0 0 5 7 15 e 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 1 1 2 Innin gs. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 Milford High . 0 1 0 0 0 0 0 0 0—1 Home run, Steeves. Stolen base, SanClemente. Sacrifice hits, O’Connell, Hughes. Double play, Griffin to Raftery. Struck out. by Griffin, 6; by Grady’ 6. Time of game, 1 hour, 30 minutes. OUR BASEBALL TEAM. Our baseball team, long may it live! In victory or defeat; For though it’s lost a few games, they Have made our victories sweet. 44 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. “Ted” Steeves, our husky catcher, Can swing a wicked bat; A second Babe Ruth in disguise, And going strong at that. For pitchers we weren’t lacking, To them off go our hats; They’d win each game if we could steal The other fellows’ bats. All joking put aside, tho’, Our hurlers were real good; For speed and manly beauty In the foremost rank they stood. Our pitching ace was Captain Dick Who throws a speedy drop; He’s teaching Coveleski how To make his fast ball hop. Our next was “Wussie” Griffin, He pitched a shut-out game; When once our stellar infield Was not asleep or lame. Mainini makes the enemy At bat look like poor fishes; Although at times a little wild, He’s not what you’d call vicious. Our infield is composed of stars. It’s worth a million yen; Just like the famous Red Sox it Is made up of four men. Whenever “Sac” connects, he hits The ball way o’er the fence; With a basket, he’d make Maranville Resemble thirty cents. On first and third two veterans, Ed Tighe and Raftery; They know the gentle inside stuff From A right through to Z. At shortstop Louis Hixon, A Junior lad, holds sway; He covers lots of ground and takes A part in every play. Our outfields we are proud of; Sometimes they catch a fly, And if they don’t catch all, at least They’re always there to try. THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 45 In left was Hannigan until The sick list got his number; He’d hit the ball if in the bats They put ten feet of lumber. And “Tunney” Steeves is there, you bet, And so is “Chick” Cichetti; For catching flies and liners they Win all kinds of confetti. O’Connell has an arm like Cobb’s And bats from either side; He has the makings of a star And is the South End’s pride. Our team’s complete with Rosenfeld Who never makes an error; He sometimes pitches, when his speed Makes batters shake with terror. And now a line about our coach— ' v To him we owe a lot; He showed the players how to hit And stop the liners hot. . « And if behind each player Our coach could only stand To stop the balls they sometimes miss, We’d have a ball team grand. Francis H. Hannigan. LOOKING FORWARD. During my eighty-first year I had the privilege to visit again the eastern part of America. Having decided to make the trip, I was uncertain whether to go by air or by one of the latter vehicles which runs on land, in air or in water, accord¬ ing to the whim of the passengers. Thinking that the latter mode would contain more variety, I had almost made up my mind to travel that way, when my com¬ panion, who is so very old-fashioned, objected seriously and said he would travel by the old standby and no other. So we started by airplane. While journeying over Massachusetts, our guide informed us that we were passing over Milford. It was my desire that we visit the High School, the seat of my early educational endeavors. We slowly dropped and came to a standstill at the very door. We alighted. Numerous baby carriages were being pushed up the street toward the school. A boy sitting on the steps followed my curious glance and told me that the Freshmen were now being wheeled to school. Having entered the building, we were conducted through the halls which were laid with Persian carpet. Mathematics being my favorite study, I desired to visit that class first. We entered a massive room which had all the appearances of a living room. I remarked that there was some mistake hub the old white- 46 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. haired principal, drying his lips with his handkerchief, said, “No,” that this was Mathematics. After we were comfortably seated, he left the room. The members (formerly called students) of this institution were lounging in leather chairs in perfect content. Some four or five electric fans were humming in the corners. Numerous waiters were kept busy constantly carrying ice cream sodas, delicious fruit sundaes and all kinds 0 refreshments back and forth. One waiter offered me some and on my inquiring the price, he informed me that it was free, served any minute in the day. My thoughts went back ' to the times when I went to school, when our meagre refreshments at recess were received from the bakery via back yard fences (on the rare occasions possible) or from the ice cream wagon which we hungrily welcomed. While my thoughts were thus engaged, a very learned looking person entered and asked those present if they wished their lesson tomorrow or next Monday. The answer was unanimous: “Monday.” and with that he left the room. Just then a boy near me said he guessed he would go home. He got up and left. An¬ other arose and a few minutes later I looked out the window and saw him driving away in an automobile, much to the amusement of the passers-by. I inquired as to what he was doing with a thing so ancient and was told that it had belonged to his grandfather and was held sacred in the family. We next visited a French class. It was much the same as the other one. They were translating “Graziella.” The books were very peculiar. Between the lines of French was the English translation reducing the work of the pupil to a delightful minimum. So we went from room to room but only in a few we found classes where they were scheduled. Where there were lessons they were recited by the teacher in lecture form and illustrated by moving pictures, but no response was expected from the pupils. An interesting discussion was going on in the Geology class. The teacher was saying that a neighboring farmer had dug up on his land the skeleton of some unknown animal. After research, scientists found that the bones were the remains of a domestic animal known as the “horse,” once greatly used but which had passed out of date by 1931. Its bones were carried to a museum in Boston. Leaving the elevator at the second floor, we visited the library in the school. Every reader had his head hurried in current magazines. Books seemed to be for¬ gotten. My companion touched me on the shoulder and called my attention to someone speaking to me. I looked up. Myf companion was sitting across from me looking at me amusedly. My eyes followed the bare floor up to the teacher’s desk as the teacher called my name. “Give the thirteenth, fourteenth, and fifteenth amendments to the Constitu¬ tion and the next time that you are sleepy, stay at home.” I collected enough energy to say, “I don’t know them.” My dream faded away. Alas! What a cruel world is this! Leo E. Dickson. THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 47 HUMOR COLUMN. Good Jokes are scarce and mighty few, So don’t be mad if the joke’s on you. Wouldn’t it be funny if— Miss Huff did not prepare her lessons? The Casey twins were not arguing in French? O’Connell had a sharp pencil in shorthand? Carroll was not smiling? Barnard recited every day in German ? F. Rosenfeld kept quiet ten minutes? Any of the teachers forgot to give home work? Dickson forgot his “r’s” ? Fahey passed a girl without talking to her? Miss Birmingham forgot to say, “We’ll have the talking stopped”? The Dalrymples got here on time? Cenedella knew what the exact assignment was? Mackay ceased entertaining the young ladies? Miss Morcone ever kept still a whole period? Miss Dignan in History A: “Miss Rosenfeld who invented the cotton gin?” Mi ss Rosenfeld : “Eli Whitney.” Miss Dignan: “Now, Miss Rosenfeld tell me what the cotton gin is used for?” Miss Rosenfeld: “To grind wheat.” Fahey (in type.) : “How many papers did you finish this period?” O’Connell: “None.” Fahey: “Why don’t you take it two periods?” O’Connell: “Two times nothing is nothing.” Miss Dignan: “Why did the South sue for peace?” Fahey: “They were discouraged over all the victories they were losing.” Teddy Steeves (on trip to Marblehead, coming in sight of the ocean) : “I bet that’s a dandy place to skate in the winter.” Wanted: A position for Mackay and SanClemente. Must have working hours from 10 to 4 and one and a half hours for lunch and must be in an office with good looking girls. Dad: What’s that awful noise?” Daughter: “That’s Don coming in his flivver to take me out.” Dad: “Now I see why Kipling said, ‘The dawn comes up like thunder.’ ” Customer: “Do you mean to call that a veal cutlet? It’s an insult to every calf in the country.” Waiter: “I didn’t mean to insult you, sir.” 48 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. Bill: “What’s your hurry?’’ Jack: “The chemistry teacher was overcome by gas.” Bill: “Going for a doctor?” Jack: “Of course not, going for more gas.” Lady: “1 found a fish in my milk yesterday.” Milkman: “Er,-er, well you see I can’t keep my cow from going swimming. “Sis won’t be able to see you tonight, Mr. Carroll,” said her little brother. “She’s had a terrible accident.” “Is that so? What happened?” “All her hair got burned up.” “Good heavens! Was she burned?” “Naw, she wasn’t there, she don’t know about it yet.” Teacher: “Where were you yesterday, Johnny Jones?” Johnny: “Please, mum, I had a toothache.” Teacher: “Has it stopped?” Johnny: “I don’t know.” Teacher: “What do you mean, boy? You don’t know if your tooth has stopped aching?” Johnny: “No, mum, the dentist kept it.” Easily Explained. Master to colored servant: “How is this Sam? I find a hair in the ice water.” Colored Servant: “A hair in de ice water, sah? Why, it must have got in when I was shaving de ice.” Master: “You are getting entirely too careless, Sam. Yesterday I found a hair in the honey and one in the apple sauce.” Servant: “Why, sah, de hair must have got into de honey from de comb, but I don’t know how it got into de apple sauce. De maket man told me dey was Baldwins.” Overheard at Home. Father: “I wish you wouldn’t keep on singing that song on the ‘Falling Dew.’ ” Mother: “Why not?” Father: “It always reminds me of the house rent.” THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 49 THE EDISON QUESTIONNAIRE. Mr. Edison made a list Of questions, which he thinks Are simple, such as, “In what chain Are there a million links?” Or, “How long is the ocean?” And, “Why do rivers flow?” In what New England state is there A town named Hayden Rowe?” He called in his employees, And was surprised to see That of a thousand questions they Could answer less than three. “Ods death!” he cried, “what ignorance! Forsooth these men know naught; Why, would you think it, none could tell How many make a lot? “And yet these all are college men, I guess that education Is not what it’s cracked up to be, ’Twill ruin yet the nation.” I saw how smart this inventor is So I says, “I guess that he Will be able to solve some questions That long have puzzled me.” So I sent in to Edison Some questions which I ne’er Could find the answers to in Hoyle, Brittannica, or anywhere. I asked, “How can a horse-fly When it hasn’t any wings?” And, “Since it hasn’t any legs, How is it sulphur springs? ‘“Who was it let the fire-escape? Where did the chicken run? Why do some teachers flunk you dead When percent, lacks only one? “How often does the tree bark? I’ve never heard it. Say, How is it that the door-steps ’Tho it never moves away? 50 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. “And since it hasn’t any broom, How does the chimney-sweep? Is it true that Miss Birmingham Writes shorthand in her sleep? “Have you read all these questions? And given them deep thought? If so, will you please tell me If you’re insane or not?” Francis H. Hannigan. REUBEN’S RETURN. Ballad. Now Reuben Hiram Hopper was A chap of high renown; His baseball team in Slumberdale Beat ev’ry other town. He won the pennant in the league, A hero great was he, His friends all told him that he knew The game from A to Z. They had a celebration grand, The cider went around; And “Rube” got up to make a speech Upon a grassy mound. He said, “My fellow countrymen, My pleasure is intense To look upon this gathering, And see it so immense. “Now ere I speak I want to say A few short words to you When I went in to pitch a game We’d win, I always knew. “I hope you know the honors, and I really think you do, That this here baseball team of mine Has brought home here to you. “Why just the other day when I Picked up the ‘Weekly Blow’ It said in big black letters, ‘Rube Has won,’ as you well know. THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 51 “Now I am sure that Slumberdale Will soon be on the map, But if it were not for my team, ’Twould still be in a nap. “When you hav e praised this baseball team You’ve surely told the truth, Particularly when you’ve said I could strike out Babe Ruth. “I want to tell you folks, right now That going off am I To break into the big league teams. I bid you all good bye.” The crowd applauded heartily The tumult rose and swelled, “Hurrah,” cried Rube “for Slumberdale,” “Hurrah, for Rube!” they yelled. Before the air was still again, Rube Hopper caught the train, - And felt they’d cheer him louder when He came back home again. He thought it well to modest be But his courage didn’t lack, So he went to Philadelphia To talk with Connie Mack. He had a stack of papers Testifying to his class, Which he took to the city and To Connie Mack did pass. The latter took the letters and Consigned them to the stove. Then the two got in an auto. To The baseball held they drove. Says Con, “You’ll have to indicate To me what you can do.” And Reuben says to Connie, “I Can throw a curve or two. “When the cover’s torn a little and The wind is blowing right I can throw a curve that vanishes Out from the batter’s sight.” “Remember, says the manager, “To show some common sense And if you talk like that again, You’ll stay outside the fence.” 52 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. So Reuben didn’t speak again Until they reached the field; Then Connie put him in the box To make the batter yield. He stepped around quite confident; The players laughed and grinned. They hollered, “Got your hay all in?” To smile did Rube pretend. The weakest batter on the team Was sent up to the bat, And Reuben started “winding up,” On the bench there ‘Connie’ sat. He threw the ball with all his speed. The laughter was intense ; The batter calmly swung his bat: The ball sailed o’er the fence. “Get out of here,” cried Connie Mack, “You’ve spoiled my afternoon, And you’ll have a sorry story if You come back very soon.” So it’s back agin to Slumberdale Went Reuben in great haste, Of big league baseball once for all “Rube”, Hopper’s had a taste. His friends were all surprised, of course, When he came back to town. He told them he was back to stay: At home he’d settle down. He’d be content with pitching for The “Apple Blossom Nine.” Concerning the big towns he said, “No, nevermore for mine.” He told them at the village store, “They can’t play ball in there. There’s not a place like Slumberdale You can search round anywhere.” “It’s great,” said Reuben to himself, “To play ball here at home, Where folks all think you’re wonderful It doesn’t pay to roam.” “Some find success in cities large And some beyond the sea But I’m successful here at home— It’s Slumberdale for me.” Joseph O’Connell. THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 53 BALLAD ON BURKE’S SPEECH. I’ve heard that silver linings were In darkest of all clouds; That phantom shadows some time would Throw off their dismal shrouds. But lately I’ve been skeptical, My clouds seem inky black; Since Burke appeared in English A, I’ve been upon the rack. I’ve thought of him (I don’t say how) I’ve dreamt of him by night; I’ve wished him dead a thousand times, Before he wrote this blight. He used up all his energy, (Intends to use up ours) He never knew enough to stop, But talked on hours and hours. If Burke had been considerate, And .stopped at all to think, He’d know we wouldn’t care to learn The words that make us blink. But no, for on and on he went, , (Verbosity his guide) And now forever and amen We must his speech abide. Burke liked his own sonorous voice, (I’m glad he did—Aren’t you?) But if he stood in M. H. S. We’d get revenge—long due. That sad, sad morn the book came forth, It made the classes blue; It darkened for us all the day. And spread a gloom like glue. But now, we’ve s erved our time and well, Our sun shines bright again; Once more life seems worth living for. Burke’s Speech ? Ah, ne’er again! To future classes coming in, We leave this book with glee; In hopes they’ll do their little bit To earn eternity. 54 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. With tend’rest joy we lay away This book which we have read; But in our minds we’ll always keep Sad mem’ries of the dead. Margaret C. Costello. THE LAW CLASS. Ballad. As we wander out of room fifteen To twelve across the hall, At 12.15 or thereabouts, (We Solons each and all), Our books we place so carefully In desks all very neat, And being tired, as oft we are, Prepare to take a seat. If it should not be science day But one when law class meets, The Freshmen will soon tip-toe in And quietly take their seats. Miss Birmingham will then preside, The riot act she reads. We take our problems from our books And court it then proceeds. If O’Connell should but once agree With the rule of the magistrate, We all should think that he was ill, Or went to bed too late. The questions one by one come up, And some are soon passed o’er, Though others cause some hot disputes, And questions from the floor. The period passes quickly by, Then the final bell it rings; The Freshmen green fly out the door As if they were on wings. Advanced assignments then we get, And court is now adjourned; And we proceed quite promptly then To forget what we have learned. Davis J. Carroll. 55 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. TO THE SPRING. Sonnet. When sombre days are lengthening their course And winter snow has left us ’till next year, A lovely spirit flies from out its source, And all around us signs of spring are near. The spirit floats to every bush and tree To wake the flowers from their slumber deep; The birds in all their joyous ecstasy Bring music that fore’er our souls do keep, With thee, O Spring, the gladsome time of life, With thee, O Spring, we wend our many ways, And when we have succeeded in the strife, Our gratitude is thine for happy days. For is it not at this time we renew Our faith and hope, by Spring proclaimed anew? Florence Tellier. TO SPRING. Sonnet. A pussywillow tells you Spring is near, And as the gentle breeze is wafted by, And April showers bring unto your ear The chirp of robbins in the tree nearby, Your thoughts will turn to bright and happy things; And nature in her thousand different ways Will fill your soul with happiness that clings, Which all the greatest sorrow e’er allays. The little seeds are folded, closely lain Within the earth below your hurrying feet, And as the earth is warmed by sun and rain, Lift up their heads in flowers bright and sweet. Thus Spring reveals a love and hope untold Of new life even as the flow’rs unfold. Marion C. Huff. 56 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. DAWN. Ballad. The shadows of the night passed by, And ’mid. a blush of rose The sun peeped up above the clouds; A gentle breeze arose. The zephyr softly passed and woke Each flower and tree and bird. And as in answer to this call, Most joyous sounds were heard. The birds began to welcome us With cheery call and song, Which always fill the heart with joy And hope the whole day long. The earth is bathed in sunshine bright Which glistens on the dew, And makes a diamond of blade And flower sprung anew. Each creature on the earth gives out A welcome of its own To dawn, whose warmth and brightness brings A gladness most unknown. So may we not be thankful then And happy for today, That God has thought of us below And blessed us in His way? Marion C. Huff. THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 57 CLASS OF 1921. Barbadoro, Alma Elizabeth Beckett, Evelyn May Behrens, Rhoda Kemp Bowen, Mildred Agnes Bregani, Elvera Frances Brown, George Vincent Burke, Madeline Helena Carr, Mary Agnes Carroll, Davis John Casey, Margaret Mary Casey, Mary Katherine Cenedella, Harold James Clar ridge,” Duane Herbert Costello, Margaret Cecilia Daigle, Rita Mary Dalrymple, Gertrude Doris Dalrymple, Ethel Margaret Dickson, Leo Edward Fahey, James Henry Greeley, Marion Bernardine Hannigan, Francis Henry Huff, Marion Christine Mackay, Richard Thomas Mazzarelli, Anna Lucia McDermott, Rita Agnes McGrath, Isabel Innis Morcone, Angelina Grace Murphy, Matthias William O’Connell, Timothy Joseph Ranahan, Lillian Margaret Rosenfeld, Fannie Eva SanClemente, Paul Francis Sherman, Helen Virginia Spencer, Gladys Mary Steev s, James Milner Tellier, Florence Bertha Tyndall, Ruth Evelyn Wallace, Cecilia Mary Warren, Grace Marion CLASS OFFICERS. President, Paul F. SanClemente, Secretary, Madeline H. Burke, Class Colors—Purple and Gold. Vice-President, Fannie E. Rosenfeld, Treasurer, Duane H. Clarridge. Class Flower—Jack Rose. Motto—He Conquers Who Endures. 58 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. PROGRAMME. , . . ' - . - - . V Overture—The Poet and the Peasant Suppe M. H. S. Orchestra, Leo. E. Dickson, Leader Entrance of Senior Class escorted by Junior Class March—Soldiers of the Air Fulton Away to the Woods M. H. S. Orchestra Wilber M. H. S. Glee Club Salutatory—The Poetry of the War Marion Christine Huff Aloha Oe (Farewell to Thee) Senior Glee Club Class History Francis Henry Hannigan The Day is Gone $ Lang Mildred Agnes Bowen Class Prophecy Davis John Carroll The Carnival Chorus J akobowski M. H. S. Glee Club Presentation of Class Gift Paul Francis SanClemente, President Class of ’21 Acceptance of Class Gift Henry Donald Barbadoro, President Class of ’22 Serenade Titl Leo E. Dickson, ’21, Flutist John N t . Julian, ’23, Violinist Alma E. Barbadoro,’21, Pianist M. H. S. FOOT BALL TEAM, 1920. M. H. S. ORCHESTRA M. H. S. BASE BALL TEAM, 1921. � � CAST OF “A COUPLE OF MILLION THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. 59 Valedictory—Joyce Kilmer Rita Mary Daigle Class Ode Presentation of Diplomas George E. Stacy, Chairman of School Committee March—General Pershing’s March M. H. S. Orchestra CLASS ODE. Tune—Good Luck March . Forth to life we go; scarce the way we know, As we leave our dear old Milford High, Sad our parting tears, gone the happy years; School days past, new ways now we must try. We will enter life, well prepared for the strife; Our kind teachers have labored long, In success we trust, and to win we must, For in knowledge we’re girded strong. Chorus: Farewell, school days, as on we go, May success our pathway strew; We’ll know you’re a friend, as our ways we wend, Farewell, Alma Mater true! Now our life awaits with its wide open gates, For it’s now we must answer its call, With ambitions high, life’s ideals we’ll try, On our valor may no evil fall! It is for the right that we will fight; We are strong, and we will win! With out spirits high, we will do or die, Nor e’er shrink from the battle’s din. Vandersloot 60 THE OAK, LILY AND IVY. Now before we part, courage fill each heart, For we all must go forward alone, We must work to the end, our class to defend, And we must conquer, yes, every one. Whate’er we’re told of the glittering gold, Which so often does crown success, It is not alone the gold we’ve won But fair honor our efforts will bless. Ruth Evelyn Tyndall. May Catharine Mackey Teacher of Ballroom and Esthetic Dancing Studio, 29 Grove Street, Milford, Mass. ADVERTISING SECTION. 61 J. MASTRIANNI BROS. BAY PATH INSTITUTE of Speingheld Massachusetts All Commercial Subjects Oldest Normal Commercial Department in NewEnjfhnd (Send, or Catalog k First Class Shoe Repairing by Machinery Also Shining Parlor 83 1-2 East Main Street Milford - Mass. 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Milford - Mass. Compliments of C. L. BARNARD Jeweler Everything Musical and Electrical BEACON SUPPLY COMPANY 5-7 Pine Street Milford Mass. Milford Mass. ADVERTISING SECTION. 67 Compliments of The Home National Bank Capital, $130,000 Surplus and Profits, $125,000 MILFORD, MASS. Telephone 778-W Telephone 82-R SIBSON BROTHERS TAXIES WEDDINGS A SPECIALTY DAY AND NIGHT SERVICE Liberty-Six Sedans - Limousine Three Twenty-Passenger Busses with Limousine Finish Careful and Courteous Drivers CALL AND GET OUR PRICES Compliments of Compliments of ATTORNEY CHARLES W. GOULD FRED L. MIILLER Dry and Fancy Goods 2 1 9 Main Street - Milford Compliments of ELDREDGE SON DePASQUALE SODA WORKS Wall Paper and Paints Milford Mass. 42 Exchange Street Milford 68 ADVERTISING SECTION. JAMES LALLY Dealer in FLOUR GRAIN and HAY Post Office Block Milford - Mass. Compliments of CLIFFORD A. COOK F. H. THOMAS Hair Dressing Gillon Block Compliments of DR. THOMAS J. NUGENT . Dentist Milford - Mass. William P. Clarke 8 Fine Book and Job Printing 8 5 Hayward Place - Milford HENRY VOLK Soloist and Instructor of the Violin Tel. 958-W, Studio 35 Pleasant St. Milford, Mass. E. F. LILLEY Jeweler 8 202 Main Street - Milford ADVERTISING SECTION. 69 Ibe Cbarlescratt flbicse. 43 Exchange Street f Milford Books, Pamphlets, Commercial Printing, Color and Half-Tone Printing, Wedding Stationery, Embossed and Engraved Work This Book was Printed and Bound by tTb C GbarleSCraft lPreSS For the Latest Styles in Wash Skirts, Blouses and Sweaters Go to VIRGINS Milford’s Largest Coat Suit Store 2 1 5-2 1 7 Main Street Milford - Mass. THE EMERSON SHOE Honest All Through J. J. CONNOR’S SONS 125 Main Street, Milford, Mass. MOORE BROS. Monumental Works BUY YOUR LUMBER From the OLD RELIABLE YARD 48 South Bow St. Established over Half a Century BEST PRICES DOMINIC DETORE BEST QUALITY and a Complete Stock of Everything from the Sills to the Picture Express and Jobbing Moulding • GEORGE H. LOCKE 36 Main Street MILFORD LEO DeFILLIPIS, Custom Tailor CASEY DEMPSEY’S NEW BLOCK - 218 MAIN STREET, MILFORD 70 ADVERTISING SECTION. Hirsh Renner, Inc. MANUFACTURERS OF LADIES HATS Medway, Massachusetts Milford National Bank SOPHOMORES! Last year’s Junior Class did not care to wait until our representative called. Are you going to wait and let us give you superior rings? Milford, Mass. H. W. Peters Co. 8 8 CLASS RINGS 8 CLASS PINS i Boston’s Largest Manufacturing Jewelers An Old Bank with a 5178 Washington Street Young Spirit Boston 32, Mass. ADVERTISING SECTION. 71 Established 1869 Incorporated 1919 “Bread is the Staff of Life” The greatest difference in Bread is largely in the quality of the Flour used. The best Flours contain only about sixty per cent, of all the wheat used, and are called SHORT PATENT FLOURS because of the process which separates forty per cent, of hulls, bran, and low grade flour, leaving only the whitest, sweetest, and most nutritious part of the wheat. PURITAN and CORNER STONE are Mill Brands of two of the finest Short Patent Flours, and considering their quality, are a much better value than the widely advertised, low grade flours. PURITAN, $1.30 a bag, $5.00 a half barrel CORNER STONE, $1.45 a bag, $5.75 a half barrel HENRY PATRICK COMPANY, Hopedale THE ONLY MILLERS’ AGENTS IN THIS VICINITY. Orders by mail or telephone promptly filled. Compliments of Compliments of DR. B. F. HARTMAN PINE STREET Veterinarian BAKERY Milford Mass. Milford Mass. 72 ADVERTISING SECTION. The Northrop Trade-Mark Reg. U. S. Pat. Off. Loom weaves goods of better quality saving 50 to 75 per cent, of the labor cost of weaving; A Northrop loom weave room needs but 25 to 50 per cent, as many weavers as with common looms; It may be operated without any weavers at all during the noon hour and a corresponding time during night or morning; It can be operated by less experienced help than the common loom. DRAPER CORPORATION HOPEDALE MASSACHUSETTS SOUTHERN OFFICE ATLANTA GEORGIA Compliments of Gillon ' s Spa, Milford SPECIAL PRICES EACH WEEK E. E. GRAY COMPANY Premium Brand of Bread Flour, Fancy Pastry Flour, M. and J. Brand of Coffee, Gray’s Extra Brand of Coffee QUALITY FIRST - ECONOMY NEXT BRADY’S MARKET J. T. MURPHY, Prop. Groceries and Meats Cards given away with every 25c purchase on accounts paid in full every week. 14 CENTRAL ST., MILFORD, MASS. Richard Healy Company FIVE FLOORS 512 MAIN STREET WORCESTER YOUTHFUL EXCLUSIVE STYLES for Stylish Girls ONE ENTIRE FLOOR OF Graduation Dresses, Class Day Frocks, Party Frocks, Summer Apparel, Vacation Clothes, Gym Togs. Courteous, capable salesmen will assist you in the selection of proper apparel for all school and social occasions. FANCY CARNATIONS Compliments of FOR ALL OCCASIONS F. TOSKES at TAILOR r, HOWARD’S GREENHOUSES 150 South Main Street Milford Mass. Compliments of A. B. MORSE Druggist