Petersham High School - Hilltop Yearbook (Petersham, MA)

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,If . , -. 1, ,f f- V 5. ,-mei af'- , w sm :team an me Uafx. SIR ROGER AT THE SATURDAY NIGHT DANCE It was on the evening of January the third that Sir Roger entered the Petershan Town Nall. He bought his tio- ket and walked to the entrance of the dance hall. On seeing a young lady sitting alone he asked ifi 5 he might have the pleasure :if the dance. It was an old fashioned one and Sir Roger enjoyed himselt to the GHG- In fact, when the music stopped, he kept right on ed ging his partner around the hall,afterwards telling eVeryOH9 that t he dance was much too short. Everyone just stared in astonishment.Not many people really knew who he was but they were very much surprised at this old gentleman. Soon the music started up again and,unlike most peo- ple at the dances, he walked way across the dance floor to ask a girl to dance with him. Now usually on Saturday nights everyone dances and has a wonderful timer without being bashful or shy, but tonight everyone seemed to hold backxiot because anyone was shy but because they all wished to watch Sir Roger dance. He was a slight bit awk- ward dancing but he didn't mind that at all. He just for- got himself entirely in his enjoyment of everything. Once, when he noticed that the people were not dance ing, he stopped in the middle of the floor and called out for everyone to come along and dance. , Soon everyone joined and began having a 'wonderful time dancing and talking with Sir Roger. Everyone wanted to dance with him and everyone who did was very proud of the fact. Whenever he'noticed someone who he thought wasn't having a good time, he went to him and talked him cut, of his gloom. When intermission came he ordered sodas for everyone who was near the soda fountain, then visited many people during part of the recess. However, he was very impatient and couldnit wait for the music to begin. He kept walking up and down the stairs, hoping that enough couples would come in so that he wouldn't have to wait any longer, Returning, he paced theifloor,counting the minutes until the music 'struck upn age n, At the end of the dance he stood beside the orchestra, thanking the people for the wonderful time he had had, also complimenting the orchestra on,their fine musine ' Annie Mitchell 'u2 '5IR RUGER'S DINNER ENGAGEMENT Of his dinner engagement with a i 1 1 f the North side Sir Roger gives a brie?O3SZ2riptY0g?W mo -.Ana.4.L,L4r...m..1....Hs.L1aLmsH.As.:4. man'-Shear: . :L.12.-.2ai:.LK1.'AZ'-sr.:ffns.lnz4n.92.lL.......:.nnLQla.4s.- -

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uHaving called for my friend and finding her not ready, the maid saying that her mistress would be down within five minutes, I was shown into the library and commenced to wait the five rinutes with a glad heart. Of course, as usual, the five proved to be fifteen, but fin- ally my companion descended, and I must give her credit for applying only the amount of glamorizing materials as bofits a woman of her years. WHaving directed my chauffeur to a fashionable cafe of which I had heard spoken, we were immediately trans- ported there. Being relieved of our wraps at the check doon we then entered the gaily-dressed throng and soon settled ourselves at a well-positioned table. After or- dering a dinner. which any member of elite society knows to be delicious but not at all digest ble, we turned our attention to the orchestra. Uwe both determined that the group was a fine one and that the members followed every cue from the direc- tor's baton. We also admired the courage and zest with which they attacked the uncouth utterances of jazz. How the pianist kept from crashing completely through the piano, how the trumpeter kept in contact with his instru- ment, and how the drummer managed to make so many and so varied thuds and crashings became a mad whirl to me. Great relief was felt on my part when a waltz tempo was struck and we moved out over the floor. Wwhile returning home at the scandalously early hour of twelve, we both reached the conclusion that people should not forget their age but live within its bounds.n Frederick Snow 'b2 HSHING A fisherman I am - by Joel My pole is my best friend, you know. I can catch them small and catch them big. On the latest tackle or an old fashioned rig. And than there is my lucky hatg I'd have no luck at all without that. I can shellnc a pole or wind a guide, And tell whore all the bin ones hideg Or I can toll you wondrous tales About tho lost ones big as whalesg But if I como home with bulging croel, We all sit down tova delicious meal. Paul Radasch '44 u. . '- '- K 1 . Pun, I .Img 1, . -V , , p H A W' W 1 k ' .J '...4 in V - -- , f- Q w - ,. ' N ' ' il fs f Lv' L1 A V. . rs . .- - ll 4-z 'r ' 3 rr aff-. . -L . F