Pembroke High School - Mattakeesett Yearbook (Pembroke, MA)

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ff be Noblest een! Mr. Crocker was seated in the sun parlor ofa large mansion in England. He had been ill all the previous winter and was spending his last days with his three sons, Frank, Sydney, and Herbert. When they were there he began to say, My boys, you know I cannot live very long, and so I want you to know what is yours when I am gone. That . . Don't talk about it, father, broke in Sydney, I can't bear it. Neither can I, and so the sooner I get through with what I have to say, the better, Mr. Crocker answered. Now, I don't want any disputes, so I have divided my property as evenly as possible. Our house in London with five thousand pounds will belong to Frank, this house will belong to Sydney with five thousand also, and all of the books I own will go to you, Herbert, as you are so fond of them, with eight thousand pounds. After all three had expressed their gratitude, Mr. Crocker continued, This is not all I want to tell you, my boys. There is a beautiful emerald in my possession which I promise to give to the one who performs the noblest deed within three months. It is the first ofj uly and I will expect you to be back here the first day of October. The next morning when they had all said good-by to their father, they started out, each in a different direction. Three months were passing away. One morning Herbert came home after two months absence. He returned on a black horse and his father was somewhat surprised, but asked no questions. Two days before the appointed time Sydney came home. He looked as if he had been sick. But his father promised not to ask any questions. It was at noon on the first of October when Frank arrived. His father was a sick man now. and he could not even sit up to wait for the arrival ofhis sons. Frank had gone to his father the minute he arrived home, the other two boys came at once, when they heard Sydney had arrived. Mr. Crocker then asked Frank what he thought was the noblest deed he had done, Frank answered, I started to go to Plymouth by sea and come back by land, but when the ship I was on had gone half way, a great storm arose and we were driven off our course. In the middle of the night we heard a scraping sound and the ship stopped. There was one old lady, however, who, in her fright leaped overboard, and would have drowned if I had not saved her. . He then asked Sydney what he had done. I only helped some people that had a fever. What makes you look so white and weak? asked his father. Well I caught the fever myself while I was caring for the others, he answered. Now Herbert, Well, said Herbert slowly, 'i'I wrote a story. It took the whole two months to write it. It won a prize. The horse I rode home on was the prize I won. That is good, but it might have been better, said Mr. Crocker. Sydney, I think you have done the noblest deed and won the prize. Oh, father do you really think I earned it? exclaimed Sydney. How can I repay you? By keeping on doing such noble deeds as you think worthy, answered his father. And Sydney always tried. BARBARA FEE, '53 fl50l

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Let Us C 772 d7 6 e a house to a country. During the course of the Let us use a simile -let us compar school year, a group of boys and girls visited a Town Ha'l. This big two-story house had ju and triumph. , The exact date of the construction 1700. It was a fine house. As time passed .i at one time the Pembroke Post Oth ce was loca Time went on and families moved house and it ran down. The paint dried up an its tenants. Rain, wind, storms, and time i neglect. C And then, one day a family - peopl to rehabilitate the condition of the house prov buildings remained in a state of ruin. Nothi continued. Came the day when a family, a frien new birth. The house was stripped to its very Today this beautiful home stands along with The story of our country and our s of our house. Our country was really born w for itself an honored position. Respected by grew into a beautiful and strong nation. Near destruction of our union seem we worked hard, and we built it up to continue country met and dealt with the challenges to rest of the world. The roaring twenties foster house which sets on Center Street just below our st been renovated. Its history is one of misery fthe house isn't known except that it was around uge gardens were spread around the house, and ted in a little wing of the house. in and out. Many of the people neglected the vanished. For a period of eight years, rats were lf hastened the deterioration begun by man's -4 moved into the house. Their minor attempts d a mere cover-up, The gardens and outside g enduring was done, and the process of decay dly warm family, moved in and gave the house a h other historic homes, a credit to Pembroke. eart, then repaired and restored to the original. ruggle for universal peace is similar to the story en it broke away from England's rule. It gained the rest of the world, our country prospered and ed inevitable when the Civil War broke out. But again to prosper and grow. In World War I our ur ideals. Then came mistakes. We forgot the false ideas of security. Material values seemed d to be all that were worthwhile. Deterioration set in here and there, but we patched these spots and then Pearl Harbor! and our whole country our mistakes. But again we united as one and democracy living and help the world to recover Out of the wreckage and destructi Will we build and restore to the world somethin munity, and to ourselves? -I49 suffered and faltered. We began to see more of went to work in order to keep our own ideals of y. on, we are rebuilding as the house was rebuilt. g beautiful, a credit to our country, to our com- WILLIAM KEY, '52 I

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CHRISTMAS SHOPPING Some say Christmas shopping is fun But all I do is run, run, run! A tie for Dad, a shirt forjim, But what'll I ever get for Slim? I'd like to get nylons for Sal, And something cute for my best pal, But trallic's terrifhc and I'm so blue For what will I get for my friend Sue? And as I watch people walk by Without a smile or laugh, I sigh, For even Christmas fails to brighten Tired folks so sick of fighten'. JUSTINE WEST, '52 CHRISTMAS NIGHT Christmas - a quiet night - The tree is all alight! For the boy, a ball, For the girl, a doll. Miseltoe hangs above the door Gifts are spread o'er the floor As everyone starts singing, The doorbell begins ringing, People come from everywhere THE SEASONS In the winter when it snows, Santa comes with all his toys, For the little girls and boysg Skating is the favorite sport, Snowballs too, and big snow forts. Springtime is the beauty season, Birds appear without a reasong Leaves then too, begin a showing, Higher in the sky the sun is glowing Warmer days now do appear, Ice and snow we no more fear. Summertime is here at last, Comes our boat with its little mast, Picnics, swimming, days of fun, Under the hot August sun. Fishing, hiking and even Camp, Leave us with their friendly stamp. In the autumn the trees do shed. Their leaves of gold, brown, and red. Gardens now give up their loot, And the orchards yield their fruit. Back to school the children go, And days of learning begin to grow. Bringing presents here and there PHYLLIS LIBBY 53 And then they sing to everyone Noel, Noel 'til the dawn brings the sun! JEAN DRAKE, '52 CHRISTMAS TIME Christmas seems to bring a glow That you can really feel, Cheerful as a friendly And every bit as r May this glow reach just as it has befo And cast its warmth re al ut to everyone C, out us To day and ever more! YVONNE GRIFFITHS, '52 -l51l-