Quincy High School - Goldenrod Yearbook (Quincy, MA)

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THE GOLDEN ROD. TtrnirtJTtiii----------------- preparation. The object of the won is id develop the mind, to ena- ble the student to grasp a subject readily, to teach him to think quick- ly and logically, and to express such thoughts in good English. So far the members of the class have shown much interest in this unique work, and before long we hope to receive some very fine articles from this class of journalists. To s ow how different minds will handle the same subject in the same length of time and under the same conditions, one or more of the papers will be produced from time to time in the Golden Rod, under the heading “Time Sketches from Our Journalists.” mcg. TIME SKETCHES FROM OUR JOURNALISTS. The arrival of fall is made man- ifest to us by the beautiful colors which the autumn leaves have as- sumed. The leaves that a week ago were green are turned to gorgeous shades of crimson and gold. In the morning, when the sun has just risen and the mist is just cleared from the atmosphere, the leaves of the wood seem ablaze, so truly do they reflect the morn- ing sunlight. The grass, too, has lost its bright color, and has taken for its fall attire a sober tint ot grayish brown, as if in mourning for the past glory of the trees. The chillness of the morning and evening air warns us that soon —ah soon, will the bright warm weather leave us. Our flower gar- dens tell us the same sad .story. The beautiful roses of the warm season are gone, and nothing is left now save the hardiest plants. Along the roadside and through- out the fields there is to be seen only the gaudy golden rod and un- assuming asters. This bright lit- tle golden rod seems loath to part from us, for after all others are faded and gone, still its golden hue is visible, until finally cold, wintry weather nips it. Jack Frost has also been at work upon the chestnut burrs. Along the roadside we see the burrs now fallen from the trees and partially burst open, while from the open door may be seen a merry brown face gazing with evident de- light upon this frost-bitten world. F. CA UGHT IN THE RAIN ONE afternoon in the early part of October four young ladies started in the direction of a large wood. Each carried a basket and a long stick, from which fact you may surmise that they were going to gather something in the woods, and in order to get it with- in their grasp it was necessary to make use of the long sticks which they carried. In order to do away with sus- pense, it may be said that they were going on a nutting expe- dition. Any one who has ever been on one of these expeditions knows how to appreciate the sport. Besides the fun of gathering the nuts, the scenery in the woods in autumn is always beautiful. The exquisite coloring of the leaves, and the grass clothed in its garb of grayish brown, form a striking contrast with the brightness of the sunshine. As time sped on the sport in- creased, and so absorbed were the young ladies in their work that a huge black cloud which covered the face of the sun was not noticed by them. Soon the wind sprang up and sent the fallen leaves dancing through the grove. It was only then that the girls discovered that a storm was brewing, and they at once gathered up their baskets and started for home, but they had not fairly emerged from the grove before the rain began to fall. Then they tried to run, but so heavily laden were they with the fruits of the forest that little progress was made, and they finally resolved to take their time and get wet. How it did rain ! It seemed as if the “flood-gates of Heaven” were opened wide, and their waters al- lowed to gush forth. The poor girls! What a wetting they did get! It seemed as if the rain fell only upon them. The wind, too, seemed inclined to torment them.

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The Golden Rod. Vol. III. QUINCY, MASS., OCTOBER, 1893. No. 2 THE GOLDEN ROD Will be Published Monthly During the School Year in the interests of the QUINCY HIGH SCHOOL. S IT BSCRI PTi OX K A 'i' KS. Fertile Year. . 50 cents J Single Copies, . Scents K01 sal eat K B. Souther’s and at W. D. Ross’ Wollaston. Address all communications to SARAH C. McGOVERN or FI. . THOMPSON. BUSINESS MANAGERS. Entered at the Quincy (Mass..) Post-Office as Second Class Matter. EDITOR IAL. GENERAL EDITORS. Jane P. McGovern, Nora G. Forrest. ON Wednesday, October 4, the first regular meeting of the Debating Society for ’93 and ’94 was held at the High School, in the assembly hall. The offi- cers previously elected for the meeting were Miss Bemis, ’95, president; Miss McGovern, ’95, vice-president ; Miss Walsh, ’94, secretary; and Mr. Thompson,’94, treasurer. The meeting opened with a short entertainment of de- clamations, which were very well rendered. The debate then fol- lowed, the subject being, “Re- solved, That a business man should have a college education.” The debate was very, interesting. The remarks were to the point. The board of decision, consisting of Mr. Thompson, ’94, Mr. Flow- ers, ’95, Miss Hall ’94, Miss Pope ’94, and Miss McGovern, '94, de- cided in favor of the negative. Miss Lowe, the critic, made an ex- cellent report, which was accepted. The society extends a cordial wel- come to its friends to be present at its meetings, which occur every sec- ond Wednesday, from 12 to 12.45 p. m. MCG. “Take care of the minutes and the hours will take care of them- selves.” This is an admirable thought, and might well be recalled to mind when we begin to be “weary in well-doing” from the simple fact that there is much to be done. The present moment is all we need to consider, in any sense. The past cannot be recov- ered ; while the future is too dark to penetrate. For the moment at hand there is sufficient work. If one is sent on a journey, ic must be ac- complished step by step until the end is reached. By stopping to calculate at the present time the work of the hours, one is soon tired. In looking ahead to the future, remember that we have not to en- dure all toil and losses at once. One burden comes, then goes, and the next moment it is succeeded by another. Let us remember that now is the time. “Wisely improve the present, it is thine; go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart.” What better words of council for us all than these beautiful lines of Longfellow? f. Owing to the fact that many did not wish to take Drawing this year, the course was made optional for the classes of ’94 and ’95. Plans were made by the different pupils to spend this time in various ways, and it was with great surprise that all those not included in the Draw- ing list were summoned to a class- room on Wednesday morning. Knowing looks were exchanged and whispers went around, but all doubts were blotted from their minds when, on arriving in the class-room, they were told that they would form a class of journalists. The teacher in charge explained that every Wednesday, at this reci- tation, a subject would be given out, and fifteen minutes would be devoted to writing an article upon that subject, without any previous

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THE GOLDEN ROD. He hurled their hats across the fields, thus leading them into the tallest of the grass. With what pleasure did they see their home but just across the field ! When at last they reached shelter, how dilapidated they did look! Hair disheveled, clothes wet, and, worst of all, their frizzes straight as rods. F. LOCALS. EDITED 1JY A wise youth it was who aston- ished us by placing Quincy in Suf- folk county. If a nail be driven in the centre of the sole of a shoe that squeaks the noise will cease. “A word to the wise is sufficient.” Teacher—The brother of Mary is sick too. Pupil—“Le frerc de Mari esl ma- la de tropR Teacher—“Too much husband in that. Daisy Bkmis, ’95, Rose Coyle, ’96. Mary Gavin, ’94, Helen Turner, ’96, Chas. Anderson, ’96, Mary Pitts, ’95. “Leaves of autumn, ye are fall- ing with a patter like the rain.” Teacher—What is the sign for “therefore”? Pupil—Hence. A certain pupil declared that the Romans were placed on top of each other in time of war. A pupil in Geometry ’96 pro- pounded a new fact the other day,—the whole is less than a part. Teacher—Explain complementa- ry angles. Pupil—Complementary angles— complementary angles—I dunno. The use of pneumonia (ammo- nia) for destroying moths has just been discovered by a certain high- ly (?) educated lady of this city. Aristarchus of Samos was the first to assert that the earth moved, for which he was accused before the court of Areopaqua of violating morality, and introducing innova- tions in religion. “Are these your bones, Miss ----?” sounds rather ominous, but when we reflect that it is in the Physiology class, and all are ex- pected to bring in specimens of burned and acid-eaten bones to note the materials of bone matter, nobody now shudders. We are all anticipating much happiness at the thought of-the re- turn of our principal. There is, however, one saddening thought when we remember that his return sends away Mr. Akers, who has been substituting for him, and has become a true friend to us all. Should Vergil be in a position to hear pur remarkable translations of his great poem, we are quite positive his regret at ever writing it would ruin his peace of mind, wherever he abides. A pupil in Physics A. was asked to recite, but said he left his book at home. When told the subject, he still could not recite, and then was informed that he must have left that at home too. PYench ’94.—Teacher—Trans- late “ Vans pourriez vous blesser, si la personne qjie vous voulez frapper se retirait. Pupil—You may bless yourself if the person whom you wish to strike retires. Darwin’s theory is verified ! A hand organ, man and monkey be- ing the attraction, one of the fasci- nated little ones announced in awed tones that he preferred giv- ing his cent to “the monkey’s father instead of to the monkey.” Three of Wednesday’s selections by ’96 were quite suggestive: “Treasure-digging,” “A Ghost,” and “Elegy in a Country Church- yard.” It is to be hoped that the the three young ladies who spoke these did not find “a ghost” while “digging” for “treasure” “in a conn- no o n try church-yard. Teacher—Translate “Orso tour- nait les feuillets de son cahier de musique, et regardait les 4'panics et les cheveux blonds de la vir- tuose Pupil—Orso turned the leaves of his music book, and looked at the shoulders and white horses of the songstress.