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

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26 MANET Carol, your 'wells' some day will make a river, said the English teacher. How did you know we were having a party? asked Helen. t'VVhen girls don't do their work in class and go around with guilty faces, we teachers know that there is something in the air, said Miss Benson. Are you going to tell Miss Gibson? If you girls don 't give us something to eat, we will, said the Latin teacher. After the party was over, the teachers looked at each other and smiled wisely. There will be no more midnight. feasts. The next day the girls met outside Room 14 in which the party had been held and discussed the party of the night before. Gee, said Helen, 'tteachers aren't so bad after all. Are they girls? 7! nrthrrn 4 xpnaurea By MEN ABOUT TOWN Grab yourself 2111 aspirin, children, we're here again. XVARNING!! All publicity hounds looking for recognition in this column will not be noticed unless they are willing to expose their private lives That diner at Norfolk Downs seems to have taken the place of MacKay's for that after- school Hputf that refreshes. It seems to us that the assistant editor of this rag spends more time writing and reading let- ters to and from Marian Johnston than doing his homework. Oh, for the life of a schoolboy! At one of the volley ball games one of Mr. VVhitney's dear children was heard to cry out, Oh, mama, look at papa 's new underwear. Under the order of a certain authority one of our very pretty senior girls was among those present at a seventh grade penmanship class. How you doing, Rheta? To this casual observer it seems that Mutt Mathurin got the inside track in the eternal triangle between Ann Peterson, himself, and Ralph Bevins. Info: One would-be student went into room 212 eating cheese crackers. Result: Miss Say- age furnished another full box for him. Think it oyer-Angels. The Voice came out one week connecting 4'Bill Morrison and Giggles Kendall, and the next week connecting' him with Tliora Soderberg. How come? Is he that good or is it. you, Shields? Believe it or not, Ralph McLeod tactuallyj played the part of a modest shrinking violet at the football entertainment. NVho'd have thunk it? Grover SaWhorse'7 Clark is running around these days with paper and pencil. Wliat for? 'NVhy, Just to give you his autograph. Dunbar and VVallace-'nutf said. Info: The perfect alibi for a. w. o. l. in study rooms is two misled library slips. 'Tis said a recent visitor to North remarked: f'Tl1ere not a bad looking' bim in the bunch. .lust imagine what he'd say after all these knit- ting creations appear! -lean Curry just had to add that feminine touch to Kurt Buttertield's football sweater. A red cord and tassel. XVhat the well-dressed horse will wear as modeled hy .linnnie and Mal in the foot- ball entertainment. SHORTS and sweet. C'ruelty to dumb animals!! Miss Billman eating all kinds of refreshments in front of the starving cast at the class play rehearsals. In spite of George 'tDimp Howe 's leader- ship in red shirts, the black shirts have be- come prominent. - They don 't show the dirt. TOO SVVEET FOR XVOBDS: Dicky Carlson in a boy scout suit. Mr. Luce saying 'tambiguityf' Mr. SIHOYPTQS benevolent grin. The Voice's voice. -Tack Garden in knickers. 'tPete'7 Zoia pushing a baby carriage. Mabel Finch admiring Ned', Assmus's dimple. Big business for the truant officer lately- what with Joe Penner, Phil Baker, and Jimmie Lunceford in town all in a row. 'Tis rumored that the question before the band at present is whether to be snappy in military uniforms or sweet in capes. In spite of the Girls! Club play being for women only among those in attendance were Mr. Hofferty and R-ussy Willianis. Adios, children! We will be seeing you in the graduation number.

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MANET 25 leathers Arrrft Sm 'Bah MARION KELLY, I0-2 Carol Travers kissed her mother good-bye, trying to look carefree and happy, but feeling very lonely and homesick, already. It, was her nrst day at Miss Gibson 's Boarding School. After seeing her mother disappear from view. she glanced at the girls and felt very much confused because she did not know one of them. Finally, she found her room and sat down to collect her thoughts. She wondered what l1er roommate was like. Carol looked in the mirror and said very sternly: Now listen here. Carol Travers. You're going to stop being so silly right now. The very idea of being homesick! You know Miss Gibson is very 11ice a11d Miss McCleany is a darling. ' ' The door opened softly and a small dark girl entered. XVith a cheerful hello, sl1e threw herself on the bed. Are you my roommate? sl1e asked. XVell, it looks that way. NVhat's your name? Mine is Carol Travers. 'tl am Helen Daniels, 24 Belmont Street. Baltimore, Maryland, born in the year 1917 of Mr. and Mrs. James H. Daniels. If any flu'- ther details are wanted, call or write to the station to which you are now listening. Thats complete enough, laughed Carol. Suddenly a bell rang so loudly that both girls jumped. 'tlt must be dinner! said Helen. t'Let's go. I'm starvedll' Feeling very shy they went downstairs where they met many other girls who felt as they did. The girls seemed friendly and soon Carol and Helen were laughing and talking with them. After a few days, one ofthe girls said, We ought to have a midnight feast, they always do at boarding schools. The girls all agreed to the idea and soon plans were under way. Now there are only two little questions to be answered. IVhere shall we have the honor- able feast? What on earth shall we eat, dust? 'We could have it i11 our room, said Helen looking rather doubtfully at her roommate. Well, I suppose we could, said Cfarol slowly. I'll write to my mother and ask l1er to send us something. Of course, I can 't tell what it is for. My aunt will send us something. Do you really think we can get away with it? Sh, girls! here comes Miss Benson I Boy, doesn't sl1e look mad! , She gave us the next five pages to trans- late! What a Woman ! Finally, the great day came. None of the girls were able to do any work during class periods. Miss Benson and Miss McCleany stood talking in the corridor. I think something is going to happen to- night. Nobody did any work at all in Latin, said Miss Benson. l was a girl once and know that when I was a freshman in boarding school a midnight feast just had to be held. I am on duty tonight, and those children will have a good time until 11ear the end, when I shall walk in and help them eat the remainder of the feast. NI can just see the faces on those girls when you walk in. I wish I were on duty, too. I will call you so that you can come into the room with me. t'Do you know what room it is to be held in? 'tXo, but I can easily find out. Meanwhile the girls were discussing the event in Carols roo1n, not suspecting what was going to happen. IVell, there 's the bell. Don't forget girls. Quarter of twelve. t'As if we could 2 That night when Miss Benson went around and peeked in each door, sl1e had all she could do to keep from laughing. As if anyone couldnt tell from their faces what is going to l1appe11 tonight. About quarter of twelve, white figures were seen running from room to room. hls everybody here? whispered Helen. 'All present and accounted for! 'Lets eat! 'Look at those sandwiches! Did you ever see so many? Cake, cookies. pie, and candy! XVe'll never be able to finish it all. Lets try. anyway. Miss Benson rapped softly on Miss Mc- Cleany's door. Miss McC'leany came out and said, I'm all ready. You know, I believe that I feel more excited than those girls. The girls were all seated in a circle with only one candle lighted. So far. so good! Yfe haVe11't been caught yet. Let 's hope our luck continues. At that moment, the door opened softly and the two teachers entered. The students turned around witl1 startled looks on their faces. Well, girlsf' said Miss Benson, we have come to join the party. I hope you will welcome us, said Miss McCleany. XVell, er, nh, sit down, won't. you? said Farol. D 4 6 K

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MAN ET 27 IS IT LOVE '? XYillie Prosman and -1--. Pl1il Emery and Betty Bloxsom. George Hampton and Betty Sanders. Carolyn Trop and Reggie Leith. Peter Cooke and Edna Shyne. XVilliam Frye and Dorothy Stebbins. George Hill and Irene IVillard. lncidentally, we see that a nifty lfttle senior blonde, is doing some fancy kicking besides peddling smokes at Steuben s these days. -lust curiosity? NVe wonder if Mr. Collins had any special idea in l1is mind when he issued that order to clear corridors immediately after school. Clouldn't you fellows ,just go for these gals who come to school wearing those delectable ski pants. Especially dirty red ones with bean- tiful light pink sweaters. Deacon Uarlson is having a hard time making up his mind between two peaches. IVhich is the rosier, Dickie? IYe hear that the president of the Student council was called a three minute man. The question that occurs to us is. is he prepared for action or is Ile a soft-boiled egg? IVhat ho. Reggie! Uhr Eiarg nf E1 Jinx Efrrrirr MABEL SCHWAB, 8-9 Nov. 2. New family moved i11 next door today! I hope there 's a dog can play with. One playmate isn't enough. Nov. 3. Saw the new dog. She sits 011 a pillow all day. Nov. -I. Met Fifi today. stuck-up. Don it like her. She 's awfully Nov. Rags and I went exploring in the woods. XVe found a baby fox and started to play with it. Its mother came along and chased us away. Rags almost stepped into a trap. but saw it in time to miss it. Nov. 10. Rags and I went to Fifi's party. IVe didn't have much fun. Fifi has a nurse to take her out. Baby! Nov. I2. Rags and I took Fifi into the woods. Everything went fine until Fifi got caught in the brambles. VVhat a job we had getting her out. I don't like girls! Nov. I-I. Vhewed at the master's slipper. Didn't taste very good. Got a whipping and was told to go behind the stove. Nov. Iti. The family went on a trip. They tried to take me. but I ran away. Played with Rags all day. Nov. IS. Rags has some new brothers and sisters. They haven't opened their eyes yet. Nov. 20. Family brought back a cat. How I hate cats! She's petted all the time. She has my place by the fireside, and I have to sleep down cellar. She's teacI1er's pet! Nov. 21. Rags and I are trying to get rc- venge on her. Tried many different ways, but it was useless as she was too smart. Nov. 23. I took Mitzi out in the woods to- day. IVhen we passed a big elm t1'ee a big white thing jumped out. Mitzi was so scared that she ran into the woods. The white thing was Rags with a sheet over him. Nov. 25. Nothing important has happened since last week. Fifi won 't speak to us. Every time we go by her, she sticks her nose up in the air and we laugh at her. Dec. 5. My birthday today. Vtlhat a day! The mistress took the family into the woods for a picnic. Rags XV6'11f with us. IVe chased a rabbit and a fox. Got back safely, though. Dec. IO. A baby visited us today. He nearly pulled my tail out. Dec. 20. There 's some mystery around here. People are tying up and hiding funny-shaped articles. Dec. 22. Tommy, the baby. got into a jar of ,iam and hid behind the chair. IVhen we found him he had jam all over his face, hands. and rompers. Dec. 24. Master and Mistress decorated a tree after the children had gone to bed. IVonldn't I like to get. at the funny shining balls they hung on it! Dec. IVas awake at 5.30 A.M. The children got up early. I got a package of dog biscuits, and a new sweater. Also a collar with a license. Dec. 27. Saw Fifi today. She got a new pillow and blankets, new ribbon, and a bottle of milk. She thinks she 's swell! -Ian. I. C'ouldn't. sleep last night: it was so noisy. Everyone was yelling, Happy New Year. And I hope yon, too, have a happy new year!