North Quincy High School - Manet Yearbook (North Quincy, MA)

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20 MANET Hum the Hektnear gut its Num, ARLENE GAFFEY, 7-3 Chin-Chin was a light brown Pekinese puppy, who lived with his mother and brothers and sisters in a small town in Nanking. China fright o11 the Yangtse riverl. Unlike other puppies. Chin-Chin was rather dissatisfied with his present home. He wanted to get out and see the world for himself. Now Chin-Chin had a great uncle who sat on the throne beside the emperor of China. who Chin-Chin thought was a real blue-blood. This made him all the more determined to see the world. Perhaps he might sometime have the honor of sitting on the emperors throne. So on one very warm June night this deter- mined pnp stole silently and quickly away from his Xanking home. He continued on his long. tiresome journey till dawn and found that he had reached the public square. He suddenly grew very hungry. for he hadn't eaten a mite since the preceding day. And when he found that it was impossible to secure anything he rather longed for his home with his kind mother and brothers and sisters. He tried to find the way back but was unable to do so. After he had gone around the square in seven circles he grew very tired. It hap- pened that just as he was turning a blind corner. the emperors chariot came clashing down the street and the cruel speeding wheels ran right over poor little Clllll-Cllll1.S nose. He cried out in pain very pitifully. A kind little girl witnessed the accident. ran across the square. picked up the now sobbing Chin-Chin. and took him to her l1o1ne. And lo and behold! When Chin-Chiu re- gained consciousness. hc found that he was right on the kitchen floor in his Nankiug home. and the kind little girl bending over him was his own loved mistress. Mary. Although Chin- Chin was safe again at home. his poor little nose could never be replaced. A And from that day forward. the Pekinese dogs have had short stubby human-like noses. Gruiar nf the Ermmarh CContinuedfrom Page 63 dived in after -Jackie and the three chums sported in the cool water for about half an hour. After their dip the boys were busy performing various duties: Cliff. bringing the log-up-to- date: Stan. running the motor for half an hour to charge the batteriesg and Jackie. cooking supper. He did a creditable job with the aid of the Galley Guide. a book for novices. except for burning a pan of biscuits. After supper Stan washed the dishes which were dried by Cliff and Jackie. At six o'clock. the boys went ashore in the dinghy which had been lashed to the roof of the cabin. They landed at the Plymouth Yacht Club. You fellows are from the Quincy yacht out there, arent you? inquired a gen- tleman. who appeared to be the Commodore. as the boys came upon the veranda from the floats. That 's right.. sir. answered Cliff. Going to be here long. boys? asked the Commodore. Just for tonight. responded Stan. were on a cruise. We head for Gloucester tomorrow, then home. Darn nice boat! What're you going to do tonight? Theres a good show up at the Old Colony Theatre. We were planning to take it in, answered Jackie. after looking around a bitf' Leaving the yacht club the boys strolled arou11d the town. seeing Plymouth Rock and the statue of Massasoit, and passing through Plymouth Park. . Rettuning to the yacht club they were hailed by a member of the club, Say, boys, you go- ing out to your boat? Yeah, answered Jackie. WeH. will you take Mr. Jenkins here. nodding towards a neatly dressed. prosperous- looking gentleman at his side, out to his yacht. the 'Tod'? 'Sure thing. responded Cliff. As they rowed out Mr. Jenkins explained that his crew didn 't expect him until tomorrow. Boy, that is a swell yacht you've got there, Mr. Jeukinsf' exclaimed Jackie, Ha house boat, isn't it? Yes, would you boys like to come aboard and look her over? Gee, thanksli' the trio responded almost simultaneously. The HTod was a. beautiful yacht. one hun- dred ten feet long. Shea was wonderfully equipped with beds. not berths. and all the other conveniences fotmd in a well equipped home on land. Tile baths, mahogany furniture, everything. conceivable or inconceivable! Back on board the Tecumseh Cliff called

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MANET I9 I felt as it' a bomb had exploded at close quarters-you know, sort of dazed and wonder- ing. I put a hand to my head and looked at the Redhead vaeantly. XVhat's it all about ? I managed weakly. You have been deceived, he said. by my pious friend and drunken companion, Larry llazen-the rat. And since you seem to be a thoroughly unpleasant child l let you stay deceived. Maybe it will be a lesson to you. All this with the kind of smile the teacher used to wear when sl1e let you come out of the corner and said she knew you were going to be good after this. I felt like mutilating the smile, but I sat down instead and sai1l: Maybe I could understand better if I had someth.ng to eat first. Thats an idea. said the Redhead. You seem to have a hangover. So he went below, and he made coffee, and opened a can of corned beef hash. I certainly made inroads into that hash. It tasted better than all the Christmas turkey and fixings in the world. The Redhead gave me ample time to improve my disposition. Then, over coffee cups, he said: .- CharIey's gone ashore to call up Brigport. and let them know we're coming. He 's going to pick up my sister and bring her aboard here. I began to see a light. Hey! I exploded. Are you a rum-runner or what? My child. said the Redhead, I am 1ny father's invaluable secretary whenever he's in these parts. He is now in Europe and refused to take me because he said he wanted to enjoy himself and not have to bail me out of foreign jails where my youthful exuberance and love of adventure are liable to lead me. So Charley -I found him on the Boston waterfront- t'-harley and I took the 'Molly II' and went. to South America where we had one glorious time seeing life. NVhen my father finds out he'll disinherit me. but I buttered my bread and now I have to lie in it. I must have looked thundeistruck. I couIdn't. think for a minute. Then I stuttered: H lti was all a j-j-joke? Larry f-f-fooled m-me? He nodded. It was a rather dirty trick. after all. I don't- blame you for being upset. liefore I had a chance to say anything there was a sound of people on deck. and the next minute a girl came dowll the hatch, a girl with red hair who flung her arms around the Red- head and kissed him. Then t'harley appeared and beamed at us all. The Redhead disentangled himself and said: This is my sister Mollyg Molly, this is-this is-what is your name? I gulped and said, Jean, and didn 't have the sense to say, XVhat's yours? Molly, who was pretty and sort of Hepburn- ish, said: Neither of you kids has to explain. t'harley told me everything. Are we going down to Brigport tonight? Starting now, said the Redhead, and made a dash for the hatch. Molly followed him. 'tt'harley. l said. Are you a friend ol' mine? For life. said t'harlcy plously. VVhat do you want to know Q? What did you mean when you said you had to follow a schedule? I tixcd him with my eagle eye and awaited an answer. Radiance flowed from his face. 401' was it perspiration U Just that Miss Molly was expecting us at eight tonight, he said mildly. Then Molly herself poked her head down at us. UMy brother wants some sweetness and light up at the wheel, she called, and I don 't till the bill. Charley looked at me. I guess that means you. he remarked coyly. Never did he look so much like Cupid as at that moment. Y'darn tootin'. chortled Molly, and hurry, befora he runs us on a reef. There was just one light on in the chart house and that was over the instrument board. The Redhead said, 'tHello, when I came in, but nothing else. I stayed in a dark corner for the rest. of the trip. There was an acute silence-one of those silences that are louder' than noise. I thought over everything that had happened and thought about everything that might happen. and what I was going to say to Larry Hazen when next I beheld his smirking countenance. Or WAS I going to say anything to him? Looking at the Redhead, whose head and shoulders were faintly outlined with light against the glass, I was undecided. Maybe I dozed a little, because suddenly I saw the little lights of Rrigport around the harbor, with the Eastern Harbor Point to port and Gray's Headland to starboard, and I knew we were home. I stood up and went to stand by the wheel. The Redhead spoke so suddenly it made me jump. t'I'll wager, he said conversationally. that with your face washed and your hair combed. and your own clothes on, you wouldn't be a bad-looking kid. I'm considered very pretty at times. I replied coldly. lint I like you the way you are, said the Redhead. I knew, too. by the way he spoke that he meant it. And there was something else in his tone that made up my mind for me, concerning Larry Ilazen. Ile was STILL my friend. IVhat did you say? Of course the Red- head 's name was Kevin Faraday! XVhat did you think it was?

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MANET 21 his father on the short wave radio sei, working duplex. Cliff had promised to call him at eleven-thirty and it was then eleven-forty, but he just managed to contact his father who was on the verge of giving up listening for him. Next morning the breakfast of orange juice, ham and eggs was prepared by Stan. About eight o'clock they raised anchor and proceeded up the harbor under auxiliary power. Reach- ing the mouth of the l1arbo1', with a strong southeast. wind blowing, they set the course at ten, heading for Gloucester. An hour later a heavy fog set in. The 1112111 at the wheel was obliged to sound the horn every minute. As they proceeded they heard a blast of from four to six seconds every minute, indicating a steam vessel was nearby. The Tecumseh'i was luifed until the boys saw her riding lights ap- pear and disappear. They then filled away and proceeded on their course. Suddenly they heard the fog horn of a sailing vessel on her port. tack Qtwo blasts in successionj. She loomed up out of the fog and barely missed ramming the HT6Cll111S6l1.77 She was a Gloucester fisherman, probably on her way home from the Banks. XVhen they had pro- ceeded but a short distance, Stan shouted. Look, a man in the water, clinging to some flotsam S O gosh yeah, answered Jackie who was at the wheel, I'll bring her alongside, and you toss him a rope, Stan! This maneuver was carried out and the man, barely able to fasten the rope around his body. was drawn aboard the i'Tit'Cll1l1SGll.,. As Cliff and Stan carried him below, Cliff said, t'Put him in the forecastlc where he won't be dis- turbed with our passing in and out. The boys wrapped the man in warm blankets with a hot water bottle and, while Stan prepared some hot black coffee, Cliff applied an ammonia inhal- ant. XVhen the man regained consciousness. because of the stimulation of the ammonia. Clif asked him his name and why he happened to be in the water. It seems that he was Joseph Stanson of the Maria, a Gloucester fisherman, and he had fallen overboard. By the time the HTQCl11IlSCl1H reached Gloucester the man was able to go ashore with the boys when they went for supplies. Thank- ing them profusely for saving his life, Stanson left the boys at the Gloucester Yacht Club. After obtaining supplies, the boys proceeded to the wharf at which the famous schooner Blue- IIOSPH was docked. The boys looked the beau- tiful schooner all over from the wharf and then went back to the HT9Cll111S0l1.H After the sup- per of steak, potatoes, onions, carrots, peas and gelatine, cooked by Cliff, the boys read and listened to the radio until eight-thirty when Cliff called his father on the short wave as arranged in their conversation of the evening before. Tl1e boys then turned in and slept the sleep of the weary. The next morning at seven the boys arose a11d had their breakfast of orange juice, Pep and French toast prepared by Stan. They got underway around nine o'clock, proceeding up th-e harbor under engine power. Once outside the harbor they hoisted the sails and proceeded under this power. A strong southeast wind was blowing and the Tecumseh sped along towards Long Island with a 'tbone in her teeth. Not far from Gloucester, Jackie cried, Look at the 'Bluenose' coming up behind us! Gee, she sure looks swell! You bet 2 responded Cliff. As she passed, the Bluenose saluted the Tecumseh with a blast of her fog horn and the boys proudly answered her salute on their little horn. The trip was short and fast, well enjoyld by the three boys. The sun was shining brightly and a stiff breeze was blowing. The Tecumseh proceeded through Nubble Channel and shortly they picked up her moor- ing. The sails were lowered and furled and the wandering sailors were home from the sea, after a cruise of three days. I feel rather glad to be home after all our fun, mused Cliff. Likewise, replied Stan, 'Home, Sweet HfHlll0i.,, Uhr Ellatv nf the Bnlphin Hidden along the coast of Panama, at the time of the seventeenth century. lay numerous inlets inhabited by bloodthirsty, swarthy sea- men. The land along the shore line lay barren and waste, stretching for endless miles as far as the eye could see. The desolate spot was only slightly relieved by a few clumps of bushes scattered here and there, over a small portion of the area. The clean sand contained fine particles of colored stones wl1icl1 glittered as they caught the reflection of the sun. The merchant vessels, on their voyages, pu1'- posely avoided the seemingly innocent strip of land for countless reasons. One of the many was, that there lay hidden behind the shore line, in a gloomy forest, a nest of the most dangerous. barbaric pirates to be found in