Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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THE PILGRIM 25 mistake. She's going with Let Carl- san, the kid cousin, you know. Your cousin ? questioned Ariel in a weak little voice. It was all right then! Phyllis wasn't going with Dick. Ariel gave a little sigh of contentment as she snuggled closer to Dick's broad shoulder. Life was wonderful after all. MURIEL ANDERSON '31 YOU SHINE FOR US When we were ready to give up the race, To let the other fellow forge ahead, You have been there, to spur us on, You've been our guiding star, Aglow there in a world of darkness, Discontent and selfishness, To tell us you'd be ever proud Of every honest deed we could achieve. How small that act might be Was naught to you, If it meant sacrifice, unselfishly bestowed- We were repaid an hundredfold. For each of us was as a separate light Which you must keep aflame, un- til the doors Were closed, so we go forth into the world Knowing that though we leave your portals- Loved by one and all- Your light will e'er be there. Alma Mater, ever rise above the dust of earth And shine for us! EMMA WIRZBURGER '31 ON FIRST LOOKING INTO BURKE'S SPEECH ON CONCILIATIONH Not withstanding the auster- ityifi CNow I wonder what that means.J Acta parentum jam legere- CWell, that's Latin, or so it seems.J Ulncongruous mixture of coer- cion- Oh, my goodness! My poor brain! Burke's Speech on Conciliation - Can I read it, yet be sane? , KATHERINE BURGESS '31 020111 xmuiuiniocpr vii N11 mxuqpuenr 121 :ic V20 3 PRINCIPALES COLUMN 5 9:06305 xc1n1uioQne9wxcbuEnrinri-4134114042 I HAVE just finished reading an address delivered by William Mc- Andrew, formerly superintendent of schools of Chicago, to the superin- tendents of Massachusetts at their recent conference at the Bridge- water State Normal School. Dr. McAndrew has been reading his- tory and finds that the founders of our government had very definite ideas regarding the position of general education in the scheme of -things. Briefly, their conviction was that this nation, a democracy, depended on an enlightened public opinion for its existence and pro- gress, and that an intelligent public opinion depended on a general edu- cation of all the people. In accord- ance with this conception, Con- gress included a provision for edu- cation in the Ordinance of 1787 and subsequently various states adopt- ed laws for the establishment of public schools. The greatest argu- ment against the public support of education was then, and I sus- pect still is in some instances, that Mr. Jones, who has no children, should not be obliged to pay taxes for the education of Mr. Smith's son and daughter. This argument would be valid if Mr. Smith's son and daughter were the only ones to receive the benefit of their educa- tion, but the fact is that, theoretic- ally at least, they are going to be better citizens because of their training, and thus contribute to the upbuilding of the community in which they reside. Certainly Mr. Jones would derive benefit from their contribution to the better ordering of the state. Now what has all this to do with the members of the graduating class of Plymouth High School? Simply this. The townspeople of Plymouth have been paying for your education for twelve years. As far as the last six years are con- cerened, it would have cost you from S5800 to S1200 a year to have received similar instruction

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24 THE PILGRIM army of children marching off to school-and I shall not be one of them. There were sorrows in my school-days, sorrows that seemed very real and big then, but now I vaguely remember only a few of them. There were happy moments, too-moments when I felt repaid for my pains and labors. I'll never forget that time, in the second grade when I turned on the drinking faucet and the water shot up to the ceiling soaking the teacher and most of the classmates near me. Just think-this is the last time I'll sit up far into the night, wrack- ing my brain for an idea for a short story. Well, I can safely and thank- fully say I'll carry away with me no regrets, no broken promises, no sad thoughts, but that I have in- side me a comfortable and satisfied feeling that I have done the very best I could-and so- what must be-must be. E. HAYES '31 LIFE WAS, WONDERFUL ARIEL tripped lightly down the street. There was a smile on her pretty face, for Dick Carlsan had just asked her to go to the Prom with him. Reason enough for any girl to be happy. Dick was the idol of the school, the captain of the football team, tall, straight and good-looking. Who wouldn't be thrilled? If Phyllis Carter knew, wouldn't she be wild! She and Carlsan had been great friends once, but that was all over now, and he had asked her, Ariel Wain- wright, to go to the Prom! Life was wonderful. Ariel hummed a happy little tune as she walked along. Well, where are you going in such a che-ery mood? a cheery voice greeted her. Ariel looked up. Phyllis Carter of all people! Oh, I didn't see you, Phil, Ariel apologized. I-I guess I was day-dreaming. Quite obviously they are pleas- ant ones! Are you going to the Prom Saturday ? Oh, yes! replied Ariel, I'm on my way down to Websteris to buy some new pumps-silver ones to match my dress. Are you going '? You bet! The honorable Mr. Carlsan has requested the pleasure of my company. lVIr.--Mr. Carlsan! Why not? He asked me last week but I refused. I was expect- ing Bill to come down, but he wrote and said it was impossible-'aw- fully sorry and all that.' Oh, well, beggars cannot be choosers, so I just called Carlsan to say I'd go with him after all. You just called him ? Why are you staring at me like that? Isn't Carlsan all right? Of course, Bill is better and- All right! Of course he was all right! The old cat! She's just try- ing to make me jealous. She knows that Carlsan just asked me! Phyllis Carter, I could slap your face! Well, dear. I must go along now. I'll see you at the Prom. Who is calling for'you ? Ariel blushed and inwardly cursed herself for being such a fool. Oh, never mind if it's a secret, but he must be wonderful to make you blush like that. With this final shot, Phyllis was gone. Ariel no longer sang, she no longer smiled. Cat! she stormed. Old cat! That's all she is! I'll call Dick up the minute I get home and- stamping her foot angri- ly- Honk! Honk! The girl looked up. Dick! Hop in, Ariel, he greeted. Going home? Seated in Dick's roadster, Ariel ventured to remark, I hear Phyllis is going to the Prom Saturday, too. That so ? . Dick Carlsan, you know very well she's going! You're as bad as she is, and I've a good mind to get right out and walk! Second fiddle- that's all I am! Ariel was saying breathlessly. Why, Ariel, I don't understand. You're going to the Prom with me. Aren't you ? But-but I thought you were taking Phyllis. She said- Oh, I see, but you've made a

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26 THE PILGRIM in a private school. What is going to be your return to the town for their investment in you? Those of you who have done your work thoroughly and are prepared to do something useful have kept faith with your parents and the other citizens of Plymouth. Those of you who have not done your best, and, unfortunately, there are some, have not played fair with those who made it possible for you to continue in school. But leaving all that aside, I trust your high school days have brought to you some conception of the prob- lem of living together in a commun- ity. Not only through certain studies but also through experi- ences, you should have learned that intelligent and patient cooperation is the only reasonable and practical way of managing the affairs of any group. Therefore, I say to the Class of 1931, that it is my earnest desire that when, in the very near future, they become voting citizens, their influence for good will be marked. There is much to be done. Many difficult problems are still unsolved, for nobody at present seems to know how to find the answers. The future lies in the hands of thous- a.nds of young men and women, who, like themselves, are about to have the opportunity of showing whether or not the community has made a good investment in educat- ing them. WAYNE M. SHIPMAN 0 gmlalzwmzzzxliodirwifxioionoirrioiuirmiw1:0 g Boots, Shoes and Rubbers i Also Fine Shoe Repairing 2 g C. PAUL j Q 52 Court St. Plymouth, Mass. U . l Q Compliments 0 f ! ! Q DR. w. G. BROWN Q i STEVENS THE FLORIST i 9 Court St. Plymouth, Mass. - Conservatories 8 Stoddard St. E Fresh Cut Flowers and Plants ' for all occasions 0:0 lil 111 :io-101011111 xioioioioioiwzo A KITCHEN LYRIC Oh, give me the life in a kitchen small With its shining floors to welcome all, Its windows decked with curtains neat A place where I'll make good things to eat. Some pots, some pans, just a few, you know, Then some flour and sugar, and an egg or so, The batters and doughs, these Iill always make And then to the range to let them bake- There they will turn very crisp and brown, With some gleaming frosting for a crown, Off to the sink, soapy suds swirl and swish, Oh, such is the life that I would wish! A kitchen nook where two can eat, 'Tis a kitchen small I'd make my retreat! IRENE SASSI '31 THE HERO He was so great, so far above the rest, They envied him his power, and watched his gaing But 'twas by Fate that he had been so blessed, So all their dreams and hopes they thought in vain. He stood for all the good and all the right, He had played the game since first his life began, They shouted forth his praise with utmost might- But in his soul he still was just a man. A man of loves and hates and haughty pride, Who yielded to temptation now and then - But Folrtune lingered always at his si e, And so he rose and led all other men. KATHERINE DAVIS '31