Quincy High School - Goldenrod Yearbook (Quincy, MA)

Text from Pages 1 - 32 of the 1906 volume:

QUINCY HIGH SCHOOL J 852-1906 CLASS OF 1906 Graduating: Exercises QUINCY HIGH SCHOOL High School Hall Wednesday Evening, 27 June at 8 o'clock If the Ladies will remove their hats, they will Contribute greatly to the pleasure of the audience. Electric Cars will be in readiness at the close of the exercises. PROGRAM music:. (.j) March, High School Orchestra. (b) How Level� Are the Messengers, High School Chorus and Orchestra. SALUTATORY. An Original Story, — Giving, Dorothy Fay. A Friend, Mary Alice Keixiialter. DECLAMATION. Peace, Eugene Sanders. Class Will, Rina Clorinda Bizzozero. VALEDICTORY ESSAY. The Opportunity for the Young Mind, Roltinson Mendelssohn Sumner Lucien Hamilton Thayer. QUINCY HIGH SCHOOL J852-I906 CLASS OF 1906 Graduating Exercises QUINCY HIGH SCHOOL High School Hall Wednesday Evening, 27 June at 8 o'clock If the Ladies will remove their hats, they will contribute greatly to the pleasure of the audience. Electric Cars will be in readiness at the close of the exercises. PROGRAM MUSIC. CO March, RoUmson High School Orchestra. (b) How Lovdv Art; rhe Messengers, SMtndelssohn High School Chorus and Orchestra. SALUTATORY. An Original Storu,—Giving, Dorothy Fay. A Friend, Mary Ai.ick Keinhalter. DECLAMATION. PeaCt, Sumner Eugene Sanders. Class Will, Rixa Cl.ORlNDA BlZZOZERO. VALEDICTORY ESSAY. The Opportunity tor the Young Mind, Lucikn Hamilton Thayer. Where the bee Sucks, cArne MUSIC Ilion School Chorus and Orchestra. HDDRCSS. education As equipment, Charles S. Chapin, Principal of Rhode Island Slate Normal School. MUSIC. Lo! Summer Contes Aguln, riion School Chords and Orchestra. PliCSCNTTCTION OP DIPLOMAS. IIon. Charles H. Porter, Chairman of the High School Committee. MUSIC Hallelujah Chorus, High School Chorus and Orchestra. Class Motto — Te Ipsum Cognosce. Class Colors —Blue and Gold. Director of Music,—Mr. K. Landis Syndkr. Accompanist,—Ernest Leslie Mkhafkky. Stainer Beethoven Class of 1906. Mila Gertrude Hates •Rina Clorinda Bizzozero John George Bjork Carrie Elizabeth Boll Florence Edna Brown John Vincent McClure Ernest Rowe McConnell Joseph Henry McDonald Joseph Ronald McGilvray Joseph Henry McPherson Harry Gordon Campbell Albert Gardner Coffin, Jr. Ellen Rebecca Conway Marion Estelle Corey. Samuel Disbrow Dc Forest, Jr. Ralph Guild Merritt Henry Hervie Moody Cora Estelle Morse Cherry Luana Newell •Elvira Francesca Packard Marie Josephine Duggan Margaret Gertrude Duran James John Ekock •Dorothy Fay •Ruth Simmons Ferguson Warren Russell Parker Alice Evelyn Plnel Clara Eva Porter Alvin Hatfield Pountncy Bessie Phcbe Pratt Joseph Leo Ford Carl Gorham Fowler Edna Hamlyn Fowler Leo Ambrose Garity Margaret Clare Gill Florence Belle Pratt Carl Fisher Prescott Timothy Edward Reardon Bertha Emma Stella Reed •Mary Alice Reinhalter George Marstin Hanson Gertrude Josephine Herne John Stephen Higgins Charles Kimball Hogan James Harry Hooper Arthur Alfred Richardson [.(«na Greenwood Robbins Edna F arl Robinson Archie Asel Rogers •Eugene Sanders William Everett Howe •Olive Louise Huston Raymond Belmont Jordan Anastasia Kapples Cecilia Elizabeth Kelley •Ethel Bugbee Smith Daniel Francis Sweeney •Lucien Hamilton Thayer Julia Irene Thomas Editha Alberta Tripp •Mary Elizabeth King Grace Marie Lamb Bula Lorenz Loud Clarence Wyman I-oud Janvcs Vincent Martin Sadie Winnifred McAuliffc Harold Stuart Tuck Mary Cecilia Wallace Marion Hazel White Caroline Wilkinson Frederick Dunkerton Williams Dorothy Payson Young business Certificates. John Edwin Connelly Roderick Connelly David King Dackers Mary Frances Ferri ter Emily McDonald Janies Cameron Michael Margaret Ellis Miller Elsie Wilhclmina Elizabeth Mortenson Lucy Jane Moyle Margaret Frances Revcney William Alexander Sandison Nellie Clark Scott Sarah Summers Hattie Atwood Tilton John Ellis Williams � VM M t.V«. . � WVW« V 0V Where the bee Sucks, cArnc MUSIC. High School Chobus and Orchestra. RDDPCSS. education As Equipment, Charles S. Chapin, Principal of Rhode Island State Normal School. MUSIC. Lo! Summer Comes Again, High School Chorus and Orchestra. PRESENTATION OP DIPLOMAS. Hon. Charles H. Porter, Chairman of the High School Committee. MUSIC I lailelujah Chorus, High School Chorus and Orchestra. Class Motto — Te Ipsum Cognosce. Class Colors — Blue and Gold. Director of Music,— Mr. E. Landis Syxder. Accompanist,—Ernest Leslie Mkhaffky. Stainer cBeethoven Class of 1906. 'Mila Gertrude Hates •Rina Clorinda Bizzozero John George Bjork Carrie Elizabeth Boll 'Florence Edna Brown John Vincent McClure ’ NCmest Rowe McConnell Joseph Henry McDonald Joseph Ronald McGilvray Joseph Henry McPherson Harry Gordon Campbell ‘Albert Gardner Coffin, Jr. Ellen Rebecca Conway Marion Estelle Corey. 'Samuel Disbrow De Forest, Jr. Ralph Guild Merritt Henry Hcrvic Moody Cora Estelle Morse Cherry I.tiana Newell •Elvira Francesca Packard Marie Josephine Duggan Margaret Gertrude Duran James John Elcock •Dorothy Fay •Ruth Simmons Ferguson Warren Russell Parker Alice Evelyn Plnel Clara Eva Porter Alvin Hatfield Pountncy Bessie Phebe Pratt Joseph I-eo Ford Carl Gorham Fowler Edna Hamlyn Fowler Leo Ambrose Garity Margaret ClareGill Florence Belle Pratt Carl Fisher Prescott Timothy Eduard Reardon Bertha Emma Stella Reed •Mary Alice Reinhalter George Mars tin Hanson Gertrude Josephine Herne John Stephen Higgins Charles Kimball Hogan James Harry Hooper ''Arthur Alfred Richardson '“Leona Greenwood Robbins Edna Earl Robinson Archie Ascl Rogers •Eugene Sanders William Everett Howe •Olive Louise Huston Raymond Belmont Jordan Anastasia Kapples Cecilia Elizabeth Kelley •Ethel Bugbec Smith Daniel Francis Sweeney '' Luden Hamilton Thayer ''“Julia Irene Thomas Editha Alberta Tripp •Mary Elizabeth King Grace Marie Lamb Bula Lorenz Loud ''Clarence Wyman Loud James Vincent Martin Sadie Winnifred McAuliffe Harold Stuart Tuck Mary Cecilia Wallace Marion Hazel White Caroline Wilkinson '“'Frederick Dunkerton Williams Dorothy Payson Young lousiness Certificates. John Edwin Connelly Roderick Connelly David King Packers Mary Frances Ferriter Emily McDonald James Cameron Michael Margaret Ellis Miller Elsie Wilhclmina Elizabeth Mortenson Lucy Jane Moyle Margaret Frances Reveney William Alexander Sandison Nellie Clark Scott Sarah Summers Hattie Atwood Tilton |ohn Ellis Williams � � va m � . v . � . TIIK GOLDEN - ROD LYMAN A. CHAPIN NEWSDEALER BOOKSELLER STATIONER PHOTOGPAPHIC SUPPLIES AUTISTIC PICTURE rRAMING 1395 Hancock Street. V. E. MILLER CO. Wholesale and Retail Dealers in Quincy, Mass. G-roceries and Provisions Fresh. Fish., Vegetables and Fruit Clothes with Character That is to say, excellence of Style, Fit and Workmanship, are made by A. A. CURRIE, Custom Tailor R«m«fr.fc r Your Satisfaction is Our Success. 'Z£r°‘ Cleansing and Repairing at Lowest Prices. First-Class Lunch Room Confectionery Opposite trie Fountain ity Square MURPHY'S DRUG STORE QUINCY AGENTS FOR Have your WATCHES and JEWELRY REPAIRED AT WEiXLER’S Also your eyes tested kkuk and glasses fitted by an Experienced Optician J. P. Weixler 1369 Hancock Street QUINCY Charles C. Hearn PHARMACIST 1295 Hancock Street, - - QUINCY L. WARSHAW Quincy Steam Dye House Dyeing, Cleansing and Tailoring 1503 HANCOCK STREET, QUINCY, MASS. Quincy Tailoring Co. Suits Made fo Order Clothing Pressed, Cleaned and Altered J429 Hancock Street Quincy, oMass. Che Golden-Rod. QUINCY, MASS., APRIL, 1906. CHARLES K. HOGAN, W. ) I-i I TAI1 C ( DOROTHY FAY, 06. EUGENE SANDERS, '06. j LUI I Ukj j OLIVE L. HUSTON, '06. Business Manager,—WILLIAM E. HOWE, '06. Ube Class of 1906 Each class that has left the Quincy High School has withdrawn with regret; in the same spirit docs the class of 1906 take its departure, and we are learning, that no class can ever fully appreciate all the advantages afforded, and the kindness shown, until the time for graduating comes. Even though we have been crowded for room and have lacked some advantages which other- wise might have been ours, still many who have prepared for college will successfully enter. There have been many courses of study from which we could choose and by means of them many pupils will enter business houses from this High School. Outside of the studies we have had excellent training in music, a course which many schools lack entirely. Hindered to some extent by having no gymna- sium, yet our class has furnished many members of both foot-ball and base-ball teams. Indeed, we may justly be proud of the records they have made. The girls’ athletics have been hindered even more than the boys, because of this lack. If we had had a gymnasium, basket-ball might have been continued throughout the winter and other healthful sports practised. As it was both boys and girls have lacked the benefit gained from physical training. Yet even if we have not had the pleasure we ought to have derived from athletics, we certainly have gained it from social gatherings. These have been many and delight- ful. Each year since we have been sophomores, we have enjoyed at least three receptions, and in our first year we were fortunate enough to have a reception tendered us by the graduating class of that year. Besides these occasions, every year the school has given a concert. The pro- ceeds of these concerts have been devoted to a fund for decorating the school, and now with this fund many decorations for the new building will be purchased. Ever since our class entered the school, we have cherished the hopes of occupying new quarters. But never until now have our hopes been realized and, as we fear, too late for our advantage. Yet, as we leave, although with re- luctance, wc wish to congratulate the classes THE GOLDEN-ROD which follow, upon having new quarters to occupy next fall, supplying that long felt need of room, and containing many improvements. And we wish to thank the citizens of Quincy for obtaining this addition which means so much to the future citizens of this city. J v J School spirit may be shown in many different ways. Many of us are extremely careless in the untidy condition of the basement, and some of the desks. Paper and miscellaneous articles are thrown at waste baskets in haste, instead of into them. This untidiness shows lack of thought on the pupil’s part, which should be overcome. We can show our school spirit in one direction by taking good care of the building, and of its interior. «3 «3 3 A good school library is something that would be greatly appreciated by the pupils and teachers of the school. With the new building comes the prospect of a much needed room, which may be devoted to reference books alone. In the pre- sent condition of our school, the pupils who wish to make use of encyclopaedias and general refer- ence books, are obliged to go to Room 3, where there is always a recitation. Of course, the con- stant flow of scholars, going and coming, some- what disturbs the class which is in progress, and those using the books cannot do so much as if the room was perfectly quiet. So cheer up, you studious ones, don’t lose courage, for the new school and library are coming! The teacher asked, “ What is space?” The trembling student said, I cannot think at present But I have it in my head.”—Ex. Query : What cause impels the diminutive schoolboy to hasten forward so rapidly, as if seeking some object before him? Answer : The bell of the school. Query : What cause impels the large High School boy to hasten forward so rapidly as if seeking some object before him? Answer : The belle of the school.— Ex. Rufe Anderson’s Thief. By Roy Given, ’07. Rufc Anderson was a young fisherman, tall, broad-shouldered and powerful. His red, weather- stained, but bright countenance beamed down alike on all with honesty, pure and simple, written on every feature. For this reason he had gradu- ally become disliked among the fiishermen of that vicinity, men who were less firm in their moral principles. Consequently he became the victim of many unkind tricks as he met them in his daily round of fishing, but these he bore bravely, more than ever determined not to give in. He lived in a solitary hut built against a cliff on the edge of a large green cove that extended majestically into the land and out again, as if once upon a time the angry waters had swept against the land in a rage, and had torn away the earth. Its graceful curve terminated in a long and sandy point about opposite Rufe’s shanty. Off this point upon a small ledge of rocks Ruf had set his lobster pots as a temptation for the fish that crawled slowly about the kelp-covered rocks. Ever)- morning bright and early, before the sun had barely risen above the trees on the island across the sound, Rufe rowed over to the ledge, hauled his pots and took out the unfortu- nate victims. For the past two weeks he had been getting fine hauls from his pots, which, with his other fishing and clamming, kept him busy from sun- rise to sunset besides increasing his income to an amount far above all previous records. Every- thing ran on smoothly and prosperously and Rufe went about his wrork in foul and pleasant wreather cheerfully and happily. One wet, foggy afternoon when he returned from his day's fishing, tired and wet, he found a fisherman w-aiting on the beach for his return. It w-as Peter West, a small middle-aged man, w-ho lived across, on the island. This seemed rather queer, for Peter had not been very cordial of late and very seldom came to the cove. Never- theless Rufe gave him a hearty welcome and in- vited him inside out of the wet. “ Rather nasty outside this aft’noon, Peter, for small craft.” “ Right ye be, sea’s runnin, pretty high when THE GOLDEN- HOD I came in, ’specially across the reef. How'd they bite to-day ? ” “ First t’rate, got a good haul of small had- dock and a few large cod, considering the weather an’ all. Got a fine haul of lobsters this morning, best so fur this week. S’pose your still gettin’ good hauls! ” “ No, scarce, scarce as kin be and all small — by the way have you got any bait you kin spare ? I’m rather shy fer to-morrow mornin’, don’t want much.” “ Certain, your welcome to what’s left, I’m going to town to-morrow, so won’t haul till Thurs- day, better stay and have something to cat. Rather disagreeable out.” “ No, guess not, got to go home early. Much obliged. Good night.” When Rufe went to his traps Thursday morn- ing he found only two full grown lobsters in them. His good fortune of previous weeks had changed, but he lost no time in complaining. Instead, at low tide, he rowed cheerfully across the cove and dug clams enough to equal his loss of the morning’s haul. Continuous clam digging was fatiguing work even for Rufe,who was trained to it by years of hard experience. So he retired early and slept soundly through the long cloudy night. Again the next morning Rufe hauled only to meet with the same result; so he piled all the pots in a boat and dropped them on a smaller ledge about a quarter of a mile up the shore. As this change brought no better success he took them back to the old ledge, never discouraged, but rather puzzled by this sudden and complete change in his lobstering. One week passed, each day of which came and went with empty traps. Monday night the moon shone strong and bright from a clear blue sky, sending its silvery rays across the little cove. From the door of his hut Rufe could plainly see the ledge where his useless pots were lying. Here he sat till late into the night meditating upon his lobster problem. When Rufe rowed across to the ledge in the morning a happy sur- prise was in store for him. Nearly every trap had a good catch. Two more days came with almost the same success. This aroused his sus- picions. In the afternoon of the third day black clouds arose from the west, hiding the sun and making the evening dark and thick. After sup- per Rufe sauntered along the beach, around the cove and out to the extremity of the point. Here he found a hiding place behind some old rails of a long broken-down fence and waited. At half past eleven he was suddenly aroused from a half doze by a slight splashing and rippling of the water. Looking towards the reef he saw in an instant the answer to his lobster problem. The following night he was at his post on the point, this time clad in swimming apparel with a large ulster thrown over his shoulders for protec- tion against the evening dampness. When eleven o’clock came he was wide awake and watchful. At last, across the sound he perceived a black speck coming rapidly towards the point. Taking a log from the fence he plunged into the water, pushing it in advance as he gracefully swam towards the ledge. Near a lobster pot that was located on the edge of the ledge he stopped swimming, resting lightly on the log. The water was cool but Rufe did not notice this in his anxiety about the black speck that was rapidly approach- ing the pots. When this speck had reached the first pot he recognized the fisherman’s dory and its one lonely occupant. One by one the pots were hauled and emptied. Gradually and silently the dory approached the pot where Rufe was waiting. The critical moment was near. He must not be discovered. Two strokes under water brought him up under the protecting shadow of the overhanging stern of the dory, while the thief was hauling the last trap. This completed, the thief sat down to the oars for retreat. Before he could take a stroke Rufe plunged through the water, grabbed the blade of the port oar, threw his entire weight upon it, and with the gunwale as a fulcrum hurled it off into the darkness. A quick plunge under water brought Rufe up on the other side where he found the other oar floating on the water where the thief had dropped it in his bewilderment. The wind was now blowing quite hard and the bewildered thief was drifting helplessly toward Rufe’s hut. When the dory grounded on the smooth beach Rufe was there to receive its occupant. With knitted brows and lowered head, Peter West walked sullenly up the beach under the guiding influence of Rufe’s double barreled shot gun. TITE GOIjDEN - ROD The Mysterious Voice By Isabelle Chute, '08. “ O Grandma won’t you please tell us a ghost story ? ” asked little Ross. “ Yes, please do,” chimed in Harold, Tommy, and Jinna. “Of couth, you’ll tell uth a ghoth thtory, won’t you Gammic ? ” said little three-year-old Margaret in a most persuasive voice. We were all seated around the open fire- place. The pine logs were burning cheerfully in spite of the wind which was roaring like a lion and the rain beating hard against the house. I suppose the dreariness of the night was upon the children and they wished something to excite them and keep up their spirits until bed-time. “ Very well, then, I’ll tell you about a ghost I saw myself. I was about sixteen, I think, just about Harold’s age.” “ But Gammie what ith a ghotht ? ” asked Margaret. Suddenly a voice, loud and hollow, spoke from a dark corner of the room. “ A ghost is a person just like you who has departed from this life Sometimes it comes back and visits those who have done any wrong to it.” The children were startled by this unlooked for answer and little Margaret clung to her sister as if she feared the sound would carry her away. “ Oh Grandma! what is that noise ? ” asked Tommy in a very frightened manner. Again the voice in the corner answered, “ I am the ghost which your grandmother saw, but none of you can see me now.” There was a silence and no one broke it. The voice continued, “You cannot behold me be- cause that fire on the hearth is very bright and because seldom can mortals gaze upon us spirits. I heard your grandmother say she was going to tell about me, and therefore I have come to tell my own story.” “ Long long ago when I was a human being your grandmother was my most intimate friend. We played together when we were little, started to school together and never quarrelled so badly as not to make up next day. At school we averaged about the same in our studies. One day an announcement was made that a prize would be given for the best essay on ‘Julius Caesar.’ Your grandmother and I tried for the prize. She won it, but not because she was smarter than I. We were supposed to read up our points and then write from memory, but your grand- mother kept her papers in sight and so was able to write the longer paper.” “ When I learned that she had cheated I told her that I knew it. We had angry words and parted. In a short time my life on earth ceased, so that she never saw me again in any form until the time she had intended to tell you about. I did not mean for her to see me then but it was unavoidable. It was about nine o’clock in the evening and the moon was shining brightly. She was sitting underneath some trees which overlooked a small brook. This brook ran be- hind both of our houses. I thought that she looked sad. She must have been thinking about our early days when we used to play in the brook and make mud-pies, for she looked up longingly towards my room and surprised, saw me standing in the window. I had been watch- ing her from the middle of the room but in my eagerness to see her more clearly I had stepped to the window. The reason why I had been in my room was that I had a longing to see my old things once more and so had come back and had taken a visible form for the time being. “Seeing me your grandmother screamed and fainted away. Her mother came running out to sec what had happened. When she was revived, she was asked why she had fainted. All she was able to say was, ‘ Mary’s ghost! Mary’s ghost! ’ and pointed toward my room.” Here the voice stopped and we could hear a hollow sound as if the ghost might be calling softly to the friend of her school days over this remembrance. The children were more frightened than ever. “ I became invisible immediately and no one has ever seen me since then. I suppose you wonder why I am here now. I heard, no matter how, that a prize was offered for the best essay on ‘Abraham Lincoln.’ I heard also that the grandson of my old chum was trying for it. I thought that if he had any of his grandmother’s ways I had better warn him. Good-night. You know ‘ forewarned is forearmed.’ ” There was a faint rustling and a silence. The children had become so frightened that they could not speak. THE GOJLDEN- ROD At last Harold said, “Grandma did ybu really win that prize by cheating? ” “That’s what the ghost said wasn’t it ?” “Yes,” he said hesitatingly, “but I don’t believe it.” Slowly the wondering children withdrew for bed, all but Harold. Being left alone he asked, “ Grammie, how did that ghost know about that prize essay at school ? ” “ I’m sure I don’t know. I suppose that you are going to try for the prize.” “ Yes, I am going to try, but I shall try to win it without cheating. They haven’t said much about the rules concerning the prizes but I sup- pose we shall have to write our papers as you did.” “ Well, I hope that you will try for the prize and I hope that you’ll win it fairly, my boy.” A few days later Harold came bounding up the steps three at a time. He was shouting, “ I’ve won the first prize. Hurrah ! ” “That’s good,” said his mother, “and I am sure you did not win by cheating.” “ Cheat! Do you think that I would cheat and have a fellow’s ghost chasing me all my life? Well I guess not.” “ What do you mean by a fellow’s ghost chas- ing you around ? ” asked his father sternly. “ Why Grandma was going to tell us a ghost story the other night arid the ghost came and told it instead. Grandma had cheated in a prize essay such as mine and the person who would have received the prize if Grandma hadn’t cheated died. Grandma has seen her ghost.” “ Did you really see a ghost, mother ? ” exclaimed Harold’s mother. “No, I didn’t, but I’ll tell you what I did sec. I saw how eager Harold was to win the prize. You saw it also. You were afraid that in his eagerness he would use foul means. You did not know how to mention the subject so as to warn him. In my younger days I was quite a ventriloquist. When Ross asked me to tell a ghost story I happened to think of this long for- gotten art. I thought I must try to kill two birds with one stone, that of amusing the children and warning Harold. My plan succeeded. Harold has won the first prize and I’m sure that the children have enjoyed the story. They have done more thinking in the last few days than in as many weeks over the ‘ Mysterious Voice.’ ” A Haunted House By Gilbert Booth, '07. It was Saturday at last. I had been counting each hour since Monday, waiting in great antici- pation for this day. Quickly I breakfasted and by nine o’clock had succeeded in finishing the necessary chores, Hurrying to the house of Don Kent, my chum, I found that he was also free for the day. “What’s up today, Joe?” he asked, for he readily saw I had something important on my mind. “A little adventure, Don. Do you remember that house which is nearly two hundred years old, up by Auruns Bend ? ” “ Do you mean that one we ran across when we were blueberrying ? ” “ Yes that’s the house; it is deserted now since the father died two months ago. Jim Stone was up there the other day; the people that live near there say the house is haunted.” “ You don’t believe in ghosts do you ? ” “No Joe. I have not had the pleasure of meeting one.” “ Nor I either Don ; I guess this ghost story is all a sham.” “Well, will you go up with me, Don ?' “Sure Joe. I am with you; we ll start now.” Off we went. The house was nearly two miles away, but this didn’t trouble us, for we walked nearly twice the distance every Satur- day. Soon we came within sight of the house and judging by the appearance, it looked as if it would not stand another New England winter. There was no doubt as to the house being vacant. The windows were broken, the door was open, and we entered without any resistance. We stood in the narrow hallway and the door closed behind us with a prolonged creaking sound. It shut out the daylight and left 11s in nearly complete darkness. I felt uneasy. W hat if the house should be haunted ! and a feeling of awe crept over me as my heart beat quickly against my breast. “Well Joe, is this all the far you are going? Arc you scared?” “N—No Don, I don’t be- lieve in ghosts.” He pushed open the kitchen door and walked in without the least hesitation. The first object to meet our gaze was the large old-fashioned fire-place. This took up nearly THE GOLDEN - ROD half the kitchen, and without delay Don pro- ceeded to ransack the shelves, closets, and every nook and corner that could be found, and was re- warded by the finding of a small rusty screw- driver which he pocketed. “Not much here, Joe. Let’s see the next room.” Opening a door on the right we saw a room which had served as a parlor, but now was bare and dismal. As Don was leading, he first spied the closet, and again began a keen search for anything that might have been left behind. As for myself, I had no part in the search, and took good care to leave all the doors open behind me, so that I could easily gain the door by which we entered, and I walked on tip-toe, listening to the least sound. Yet, I wasn’t afraid of ghosts! “ Don, you would make a good detective.” “ Thanks, Joe. Say, you look very pale.” “ I feel sick, Don, I would like to go out into the fresh air.” “Come, come, don’t show the white feather Joe,” the lad said smiling. “ Now we’ll go down cellar.” My heart sank within me as he opened the door leading to the depths. Down we went, the rickety stairs ready to collapse at any moment. Such a cellar—if it could be called one! for the base of the huge chimney formed a small circular track which served as a cellar. Don had an idea there was money hidden there, and was poking out several stones of the cellar wall in hopes of finding some. I was examining a large jug, which, judging by the odor coming from it, had contained hard- cider. I was trying to put on a brave appearance, examining the jug, and was about to put it down when a scurrying, creaking noise reached my ears. I let the jug drop and it smashed into a hundred fragments. I grew pale as death. Don came softly over and even he was pale. He was the first to break the silence. “ We must get out of here, Joe.” Without another word he ascended the stairs while I followed at his heels. Reaching the kitchen, we found the noise was coming from up- stairs. “ I’ll dare you to go up, Joe.” “ Come on and skidoo, Don. I have had enough of this house. I will have to take nerve- tonic for a year.” “ You are a squealer, Joe. I’ll lead, if you are afraid.” To be called a “squealer” was more than I could endure. “Go ahead, I’ll follow.” Shaking in every limb I ascended the stairs after him. The noise was plainly heard now, and the door at the top of the stair-way was ajar. Don poked his head in and pulled it out quickly. I thought at first I perceived a smile on his face, but if there was one, it quickly vanished. “ Look in, Joe,” he said in a scared voice. The sight I saw I shall never forget. Fully a hundred, yes fully two hundred rats were holding a mass meeting. A loud laugh escaped my lips, and the rats stopped their meeting. Two hun- dred pairs of eyes were directed towards the door, and in another moment two hundred rat- tails were disappearing from view. On turning towards Don, I was surprised to find that he had disappeared. I heard a foot- step in the next room and went in. Don was procuring a small mantel-piece with the aid of his screw-driver. His face wore a serious look almost as if he were ashamed. “What’s the matter, Don? ” I asked. “ Not much, Joe, but to think we were frightened by rats! ” “ You were not frightened, Don. It was I who was frightened.” “Yes, Joe, to all appearances I wasn’t, but within I was frightened.” “ Well, Don, no one shall know how we were frightened by rats, or our thrilling experience in the Haunted House.” c j AS ADVERTISED. Annual sale nowon; don’t go elsewhere to be cheated, come in here. A lady wants to sell her piano as she is going abroad in a strong iron frame. Wanted: By a respectable girl, her pas- sage to New York, willing to take care of chil- dren and a good sailor. Lost: Near Highgate archway, an umbrella belonging to a gentleman with a bent rib and a bone handle. Mr. Brown, furrier, begs to announce that he will make up gowns, capes, etc., for ladies out of their own skins. — Ex. THE GOLDEN-ROD Fhe New Building “Off with the old and on with the new” is a thought that fills teachers and pupils of the Ouincy High School with no feelings of regret, but rather with anticipations of great happiness. Seven years of crowding without proper accommo- dations for recitations or for study have tended to kill those finer emotions which endear a school building to a community and to replace them with an indifference that is unfortunate, to say the least. The time of awakening however is at hand. Dreams arc coming true. The foundations are laid and the rising walls give promise that soon class and recitation rooms will be provided for all, and that corridors and laboratories will no longer be used for purposes other than those for which they were intended. The new building with its twenty-three class, rooms, three laboratories, three commercial rooms, three manual training rooms, drawing room, science lecture room, library, reception room, teachers' rooms, office, gymnasium, lunch counter and assembly hall will give Quincy a high school building consistent with its educational reputation and as fine as any in New England. The new class-rooms are larger than the old and will accommodate forty-nine pupils each — making it possible to use the front of the rooms for recitation and the back for study. Each room will be well-lighted, heated, ventilated, and equipped with book cases and closets. The com- mercial rooms are large enough to accommodate regular divisions provided with business desks. The new laboratories have ample supply and apparatus rooms, and will be used for the chemi- cal, physical and biological sciences. An adjoin- ing room will be furnished to meet the needs of demonstration work in science classes. No longer will it be necessary to use the chemical laboratory as a kitchen for the cooking classes. In the basement there will be room for domestic science, with a neighboring lunch counter pro- viding an opportunity for the application of the useful knowledge gained. The manual training rooms and gymnasium will open the way for developing the bodies as well as the minds of the pupils. In the gymna- sium, round shoulders, narrow chests and bad postures will be corrected and young men and women taught to walk, stand and sit correctly. In the manual training rooms, the hands will be trained to express what the mind sees and to obey accurately what the will dictates. Finally the assembly hall with accommodations ample for a thousand pupils, will provide a place where the whole school can assemble for general exercises, or where classes can meet for special purposes. THE GOLDEN-HOD Alumni Notes Saroent School of physical B ucatton In the fall of 1904 the new Sargent Gym- nasium was opened which is in every way adapted to the needs of a modern school of physical education. The new building has two independent gym- nasiums, shower baths, several locker rooms and a gallery for special apparatus. On the middle floor between the two gymnasiums is an assembly hall, library, laboratory, lecture rooms and a “ rest room.” The work of the school is divided into a three years’ course. The first year is the Freshman year; the second, the Junior, and the last, the Senior year. In the Freshman year the girls are trained in the lighter gymnastics including free exercises, Delsartc movements, chest weights, Indian clubs and dumb bells, in the elementary athletics and heavy gymnastics, also military marching which is a feature. The theory during the first year is difficult and important, as it forms the fundamental basis of the theory of the next two years. The course consists of anatomy, physiology, histology and a brief study of physics and chemistry. In the junior year follow the more complicated drills in Indian clubs, wands and dumb-bells. Intermediate heavy gymnastics on the parallel bars, German horse-back and horizontal bar, are performed by the Juniors in excellent form. The theory is also advanced. The pupil is taught how to make a physical examination and how to analyze any form of exercise. The voice is cul- tivated in such a way that it may be used in long continued efforts without fatigue, especially in giving the commands necessary in all forms of gymnastics. The Senior is taught how to teach physical training in almost all its branches. She must be able to instruct a class from the simpler forms of free exercises to the most difficult movements of fencing. She receives practice in teaching corrective, medical and heavy gymnastics with instruction as to the best methods of assisting pupils. The Senior can diagnose disease and can give one the progress and decline of physical education from the Greek and Roman to the athlete of the present day. The Freshmen and Juniors look upon the wise Senior as a “star” in esthetic dancing, “ dandy ” in swinging clubs and “great” in fencing. If anything in her theory puzzles the little “ Freshy ” let her run to the noble Senior who is as wise as an M. D. and her troubles are over. Hut, with work we must have play and there’s always a time for play at old Sargent’s. Basket ball is played throughout the year. Great is the enthusiasm when the teams come out for a class game. In the autumn and spring tennis is an amusement on Jarvis Field. A class tournament causes much excitement. Every year an athletic meet is conducted by the Seniors and here the class rivalry is very evident. Occasionally a real dance is given in the evening. The lower gym. is a fairyland decorated with Japanese lanterns and flags from the different colleges with a huge Sargent banner over all. The swimming tank opens in the early spring. On a hot May day the following is a familiar scene : Swimming Tank. Water,—three or four feet deep. In it,—one-half dozen girls eating ice cream from paper boxes. Costumes,—wet bathing suits. So from October to June one hundred Sar- gent girls are growing both mentally and physi- cally, preparing themselves in the theory and practice of physical training in its broadest acceptation with the purpose of teaching this much neglected branch of education. Lois Elmer Williams, ’04. TfClellesle It is almost impossible to try to give any idea of Wellesley in a few words, for it is so large itself, and so many-sided, that if I once get started on such a subject, I can go on forever. There is no reason for speaking of the academic side of college, for one can learn that from the catalogue, but w'hat one cannot learn from any book or catalogue, are the good times, the free and easy, informal social “events,” where the girls can meet in that sweet good fellowship, which is one of the strongest tics of college life. “ The Barn Swallows ” is the most representative social organization, for this includes every girl in college, who is willing to pay the small fee re- quired. The meetings are held in a huge barn, THE GOLDEN-ROI) remodelled into a general playroom, with a stage and a good dance floor. Here, every other Saturday evening, there is some sort of enter- tainment given, — perhaps a play, perhaps an impromptu masquerade ball, or perhaps a baby party, where everyone has a chance to show her ingenuity in inventing a costume out of what she has herself or what she can borrow, beg or steal from her neighbors. When the girls gather for these good times, they forget that there is such a thing as a forty-page forensic, or a special topic in German to prepare. They go in for a good time, and they have it to their hearts’ content, and then come back ready for hard work. After one of these Barnswallow entertainments, the girls go back to their houses, and particularly at College Hall, the largest building on the campus, and the one which forms the centre of college life, they gather together in “centre” to sing college songs, class songs for a few minutes be- fore the “quiet bell ” rings, always ending up with “ Alma Mater,” the “ My Country, Tis of Thee ” of college. This gives only a glimpse of the side of college life one hears least about, for there are many other forms of entertainment, the societies, with their pretty houses for the upper-class girls, the debating clubs, the athletic association, which gives every girl a chance for plenty of good hard exercise in the open air, and the literary clubs for those inclined that way; but it is a side of college life which is of no small importance, for not the least part of the education one receives is the chance to come into close comradeship with many girls of many types; to learn how to have a good time as well as to work, to learn the value of true friendship, and, above all, to learn to take a girl for what she is, not for what she has, for this is one of the principles upon which Welles- ley prides herself. No matter how unattractive a girl may seem at first, no matter how little she may have to give,— if she gives herself loyally and unselfishly, she is sure to find a hearty wel- come everywhere. Margaret Mills, 1904. o J J IRafccliffe Golleoe Radcliffe has been called “Harvard's little sister,” but of course not by a real sane person, only by someone who was hard up for joking material! For it is very clear to any visitors to our college that we are perfectly able to stand on our own feet without help from “our friend across the common.” At almost any time one may sec all kinds of life going on in different parts of the college. A panoramic view would show first a crowd of girls in the theatre, rehearsing for a play, merrily sewing on their costumes and arranging the scenery; over in the gymnasium, we may see a fencing class downstairs, regular gym work up- stairs, girls getting read) for basket ball in their dressing rooms, and still others splashing round in the swimming tank. In the living room of the new building, Agassiz House, forces are divided between girls who are doing light study- ing, and those who are hovering about the piano, singing or dancing. As a closing scene, to prove that we do have something besides frivolity at Radcliffe, a glance into the library will show girls of all classes, — from seniors, in their caps and gowns, to freshmen, trying to adjust themselves to new methods — studying, and studying hard, for concentration for the moment is one of the first lessons a college girl must learn. Surely, the days when Radcliffe existed only under the stupendous title of “The Society for the Intercollegiate Instruction of Women” are past — well past — and now she takes her place among the foremost colleges in New England, not for the instruction of “women,” but for the physical, intellectual and moral development of girls, strong, healthy, active girls, who gather from all over the United States, work together and play together for four years — and then go forth better fitted to fill a woman’s place in the world because they have spent those four years under the careful supervision of their alma mater, whose motto is “Veritas.” J J J Umpression of fttauvarC� Uliupersitp A man’s success at Harvard depends almost entirely upon himself. It makes absolutely no difference who a man is, where he comes from, how much or how little money he has, if he proves himself a gentleman. If he displays ability, by his own efforts he may succeed in scholarship, athletics, class life, or club life. If a man works diligently for his class, and through TIIE GOLDEN - ROD his class for his college, in whatever direction he may choose, if he is determined, if he is valiant, he will be recognized by his classmates. He will be acknowledged by them as a man worth knowing. Certainly, the main object of going to college is to secure an education out of books. Hut to get the most out of Harvard College one must mingle with one’s fellow men. In so doing a broad mind is developed, there is acquired a knowledge of the handling of men in every day life. To Harvard come men from all parts of the world, each with his own individual ideas. It is a valuable education in itself to meet such people, one’s character is broadened by such an atmosphere more than by the study of libraries of books. If a man balances these two things, study and sociability, if he is neither a “grind” nor a “ sport,” he will receive an education with which he may start in any work of life, having a knowl- edge of his subject, a knowledge of men, and the sincere friendship and help of hundreds of Har- vard men behind him, to press him on to a suc- cessful career. George W. Hailey, ’03. J JBoston 'Clnipcrsitp The outward appearance of Hoston University is not especially attractive. On the contrary it is gloomy and forbidding. The buildings seem less like those of a genuine college because there is no campus—except Boston Common and be- cause of this lack of outward beauty the college is often looked down upon by strangers. For its students, however, the rambling old building has many attractions. The social life at the University is an impor- tant feature. There are many fraternities, sororities, and clubs in the college beside the class socials and entertainments of different kinds which serve to break the daily routine of study. Hut it is not all play. No indeed! There is always plenty of good solid work to be done and the ever-present anticipation of a “quiz” forbids any student to allow himself to be caught “ napping ” in his studies. One’s first impressions of the college may be extremely gloomy—but they will soon be dissi- pated. One may decide that one will be very lonesome and unhappy, but one’s decision will be in vain for there is an atmosphere pervading the whole University which endears it to its sons and daughters and leads them to say with all their hearts “ Three cheers for old B. U.” Marion West, ’05. J J e Institute of tlccbnolocju There are seven students at Technology from Ouincy High School this year: 2 Senors, 1 Junior, 2 Sophomore and 2 Freshmen. The Institute is getting to be more popular with Quincy fellows both because it is near at hand and because it is without doubt the finest insti- tution of its kind in this country. Besides a theoretical knowledge, the students are taught the practical side of the sciences. This is the reason why “Tech” men are in such great de- mand ; before graduating, they are required to do a large amount of practical and original work, and thus, arc already experienced when they start for themselves. Another reason is that the student body, as a whole, does not enter into athletics. “Tech” turns out good track and fencing teams, but most of the fellows don’t get time for such things. Why, the ordinary fresh- man course consists of from 25-30 hours per week, while at other universities, the average is only from 15-20. This means at least two days’ work per week more at Technology than else- where, and in four years, it makes quite a differ- ence. It is not difficult to get into Technology, but the question is to stay when you get there. M. I. T. Rah ! Rah ! Rah! M. I. T. Rah ! Rah ! Rah ! M. I. T. Rah! Rah! Rah! Technology. Carl W. Gram, ’05. jit Before paper and slates were invented the people multiplied on the face of the earth.— Ex. Teacher (severely): Is that chewing gum you have in your mouth, sir?” Pupil: Yes, ma’am. Teacher : Give it to me. Pupil: Wait and I’ll get you a piece that ain’t chewed.— Ex. THE GOLDEN - ROI) jfootbau Ueam of 1905. yy The record of the High 4lSchool eleven for the season 0f 1905 stands out from those of previous elevens in ftg ) a season completed without a defeat. From the eleven jjL of 1904 only four players returned to school in 1905. At first glance there did not seem to be any material for an excellent team. Only nine men showed up at the first practice and most of these were “green”—a very discouraging commencement for a school of over 700 pupils with 300 boys. But, by the first game, eleven men were scraped up who de- feated Weymouth 29-0. The team was “ green ” and showed it, but it was composed of splendid material. All that was needed was a coach. Finally one of the graduates volunteered and was accepted. By the next game the team knew something of modern football and could put its knowledge into use. Result: Quincy, 18, Abington, 0. The following week there was jx)or practice and the team did not go ahead. Therefore in the Roxbury game they did not be- gin to play until the second half was nearly over but they would have won then if Roxbury’s official had not shown great partiality to his team. Result, 0-0. After that three more games came at scheduled times—the fellows practiced faithfully and three straight victories were won, viz: Dorchester by 11-0 ; Adams by 40-0 in ten minute halves ; and, Ballou and Hobigand by 25-0. Then came the game with Thayer, but after postponing it twice Thayer gracefully declined to play. It is certain that with halves as long as the memorable game in ’99, the High school would have scored be- tween 100 and 130-0. Atthis point the manage- ment was not able to get any game which should have been scheduled at the beginning of the school year. After a wait of a complete week or more during which there was no practice, Malden High telephoned for a game to be played that same afternoon. Quincy accepted. “High” not only met Malden half way but kept the ball in Malden’s territory, and finally scored a touch- down which was not allowed by Malden’s official. This game completed a season in which the High School eleven not only was undefeated but kept its goal line from being crossed in a scheduled game, a record of which not only the school but Quincy is proud. Much credit is due to Captain Moody, who was a good leader, getting along well with the players and making all work together for the team. His work at tackle was more than up to the standard that a captain should set. At the other tackle was “ Rusty ” Comins, next year’s captain, who was the fire and dash of the whole line as well as a reliable ground gainer. Indeed, Captain Moody and Comins were the equals of any tackles on school elevens around Boston. At left guard Bean, Hodgkinson, Sprague, Claflin, and Bradley were all tried. This was one of the two weak points on the team, the other being the full back. Bean played the most in this position and worked very hard, putting up a splendid game for a man of his weight. I.upton, the center, was more than the equal of any of his opponents and was a great help to the quarter back by his accurate passing. At right guard, Badger not only outplayed his man but seemed to be able to open up a “hole” big enough for a cart to drive through. Right end was well filled by Gourlie, who went through the season without losing a single tackle when going down the field under a punt, and who invariably stopped all plays directed against him. Fallon, the left end, had his work somewhat split up, being called to do all of the kicking. He played his regular position well but punting was what made him the more valuable. He was coached to take all the time he needed to get his kick off accurately, and he did it; making long, high spirals difficult to catch which gave the ends plenty of time to get down under them. When he was doing this, his position was taken by the left half back “ Kite ” Sanders, the captain of the 1904 eleven, and one of the most effective, offensive and defensive half backs that the High School has ever had. The other half was played by Bass in the early part of the season but later he was placed at “ full ” and the full back at half and the change worked out splendidly. Arthur was thus better able to put into play his knack of circling the end and his ability to stop tackle TIIE GOLDEN - ROD plays. Bass at full back was an earnest worker and supported the line well. Sprague, who played at guard and full back was especially strong in bucking the line and ought to be a first class back next season. The last and most important position in the back field was filled to perfection by “ Bill ” Nichols, who throughout the season maintained a high standard of play and showed unusual ability as quarter back in driving the team fast and in getting the utmost possible out of it. lie is one of the two best quarter backs that the High School has ever had, the other being the captain of the 1903 eleven. This summary should not be closed without a word of commendation for the loyalty shown by the few substitutes of the team. They were the ones, who, although rarely given a chance to play on the school eleven, came out and did what they could to help it. This is the spirit that ought to be shown by every average sized Q. H. S. boy, so that future teams may make a record equal to the splendid record of the 1905 eleven of the Quipcy High School. H. Fletcher Miller, '03. the classes did well, but the school cup bears witness to the success of 1908. The honors, including the result of the series of basket-ball games played previous to the meet,, were divided as follows : — 1905 ... 29 1906 ... 28 1907 . 13 1908 ... 46 Last fall, the number of girls taking part in the athletics was greater than ever before, many coming from the Old High. We arc hoping a great deal for our athletic afternoons this spring and wc want the help of every girl who can join us. The broadest person is the one who has the most interests, makes the most of all opportunities and brings to pleasure as well as to work enthusiasm. Let every girl, who can, come out with us; she will learn to know the girls better, and that fact, aside from the ques- tion of exercise and fresh air, should make it worth while. Eleanor W. Guild. Jt v Girls’ Athletics In these days of glad anticipation there are none who look forward with more joy than the devotees of Girls’ Athletics. Many are the dreams that centre around the gymnasium, the walls of which are even now rising. However thankful we are that in the near future we can have work in the gymnasium in winter when we need it more, let us “speak well of the bridge that has carried us safely over,” and look back to our Goffe Street field and its history since the last issue of the Golden Rod. During the spring, two afternoons a week, on an average, were given to basket-ball, and in May, the girls did some field work in prepara- tion for our annual meet, which was held on June tenth. As in 1904, Field Day was perfect, except for the fact that the mercury went too far above 80 degrees to be conducive to record-breaking ath- letic work. With banners, programs and lemon- ade for sale; with cheers, good will and school spirit freely distributed over the field, the day could only be the great success that it was. All iJBoss’ ZTracfc iDect June 3,1905. EVENTS. 220 Yard Run. 1st, Gram, ’05. 2d, Jordan, ’06. 3d, Nichols, ’07. Time, 27 4-5 seconds. 10) Yard Dash. 1st, Gram, ’05. 2d, Nichols, '07. 3d, Jordan, '06. Time, 11 seconds. Running Broad Jump. 1st, Sanders, ’00. 2d, Campbell, ’05. 3d, Nichols. '07. Distance, 17 feet, 0 inches. Running High Jump. 1st, Sanders, ’06. 2d, Gram, ‘05 3d, Nichols, '07. Distance, 4 feet, 11 inches. Throwing the Hammer. 1st, Nichols, '07. 2d, Baltzer. ’05. 3d, Luplou, '07. Distance, S3 feet, 2 inches. Putting the Shot. 1st, Histen, ’05. 2d, Nichols. '07. 3d, Dunn, ’05. Distance, 20 feet, 9 inches. THE GOLDEN-ROD Throwing the Base Ball. 1st, Fallon, '07. 2d, Histen, '05. 3d, Nichols, '07. Distance, 320 feet, 5 inches. 120 Yard Hurdles. 1st, Gram, '05. 2d, Baltzer, ’05. 3d, Nichols, '07. Time, IS seconds. One Mile Run. 1st, Bean, '07. 2d, Campbell, ’05. 3d, Sanders, '00. Time, 5 minutes, 39 2-5 seconds. Running Hop, Step and Jump. 1st, Sanders. '00. 2d, Gram, ’05. 3d, Elcock, '06. Distance, 87 feet, 2 1-2 inches •C lass Relay Race. 1st, C lass 1000. 2d, Class 1905. 3d, Class 1907. RECORDS BROKEN. Fallon, ’07, in Baseball Throw. Gram, ’05, in 100 Yards Dash. INDIVIDUAL RECORDS. Gram. ’05, 21 3-4 Nichols. ’07, 20 1-4 Sanders, ’00, 15 1-4 Running High Jump. 1st, Nana Fisher, ’0?. ? Tied for 2d, Jennie Cummings, ;0S. 1st place. 3d, Ella Packard, '0b. Distance, 3 feet, 11 inches. Sack Race. 1st, Augusta Lehman, '07. 2d, Nancy Fulton. ’05. 3d, Olive Allen, ’07. Potato Race. 1st, Nana Fisher, ’OS. 2d, Annie Cahill, ’OS. 3d, Nancy Fulton, ’05. Three-legged Race. 1st, Corey-Packard, ’00. 2d, Fulton-Packard, '05. 3d, Howe-Ruggles, ’OS. Obstacle Race. 1st, Helen Elcock, ’03. 2d, Olive Costello, '0 . 3d, Louise Dunn, ’OS. Class Relay Race. 1st, 1905. 2d, 1900. 3d, 1903. WHITE Q’s AWARDED TO N. Fisher. M. Corey. G. Howe, E. Packard. A. Lehman. II. Elcock. Mr. French. Miss Howe. JUDGES. Mr. Gammons. Miss Kennedy. 57 1-4 MEDALS AWARDED TO Gram and Fallon. REFEREE. Mr. Harper. PATRONESSES. Mrs. Harper. Mrs. Parsons. WHITE Q’s AWARDED TO Grain. Ilisten. Campbell, F allon Sanders, Bean. Nichols. JUDGES. S. B. South worth L. E. French. W. C. Bennett. TIME-KEEPERS. W. R. Parker. E. R. Hall. Scorer . . . H. C. Hallo well. Starter . . . . P. F. Parsons. o o Girls’ tfielfc ©cet June 10, 1905 100 Yard Dash. 1st, Nana Fisher, ’03. 2d, Mila Bates, ’00. 3d, Lottie Rendle, '00. Time, 12 1-5 seconds. 50 Yards Dash. 1st, Nana Fisher, 'OS. 2d, Mila Bates, '00. 3d, Lottie Rendle, ’06. Time, 6 4-5 seconds Running Broad Jump. 1st, Gladys Howe, ’08. 2d, Mila Bates, ’06. 3d, Nana Fisher, ’OS. Distance, 9 feet, 10 inches. Goal Throwing. Annie Blackiock, ’05. Helen Sayward, ’07. Jessie Pratt, ’03. aswn (Two throws each, out of five). Basket Ball Competition. 1st place, 1905. Points, 14. 2d place, 1906. Points, 0. 3d place, 1907. Points, 4. J 36asc JBall Schedule April 19. Alumni, at Quincy. April 24. Braintree, at Quincy. April •J7. Lynn, at Quincy. May 1. Abington at Quincy. May 4. Thayer Academy, at Braintree May 8. Adams, at Quincy. May 11. Saugus, at Saugus. May 15. Hingham, at Hingham. May 18. Weymouth, at Quincy. May 22. Cambridge, at Quincy. May 25. Norwood, at Quincy. May 29. Roxbury, at Quincy. J une 1. Adams, at Quincy. June 5. Saugus, at Quincy. J une 8. Rockland, at Quincy. June 12. Dedham, at Quincy. THE GOLDEN-ROD School Notes. $ 0 Wanted: Appropriation for a megaphone for Miss M-----’06. Mr. H-g-n ’06 has been asked which class he likes best, ’05 or '07. He is interested in both. Mr. H-b-k, why is a Crow? ’Cause. Mr. S-----'06 has a great faculty for quot- ing (?) phrases from Shakespeare. Mr. II----’s mind has become highly elevated of late. He has his place of abode in the third story. Miss B-z-o ’06 (translating)—Another part brought in the bier. Self-seeking people are not the ones most sought after. Take warning, Mr. P.------’06. This expression is familiar to Latin IV. “ Speak a little more loudly please.” Wanted: A few contributions for Miss F-----’s bank. Young “Bub” makes up in his head what he lacks in stature. M-r-t ’06 seems very fond of games, especial- ly Boll. Why should not Miss P-k-d ’06 be fond of hunting when there is De Forest in Quincy. No wonder the Study Hall girls are always cheerful, since there is a Hay (of sunshine) in the school. Tell Miss T-----’07 to go hire a hall. Mr. L-----’06 came to school the other day with his hair plastered down. Who stole the curling irons? Why doesn’t the cooking class give the teachers some of its dainties ? We would all like a holiday. Mr. B-dg-r ’07 has at last found a close rival in the sophomore class. Wanted: A pencil sharpener for Mr. De F— ’06. Who throws matches on the floor? Beware, look before you leap. The cooking teacher remarks that carrots are good for the hair. To whom shall we give them first? In Latin III: Teacher: What race inhabited this country? Pupil: The potato race. The class of '07 ought to start an opposition to Austin Stones, with Mr. B—, the fat man, Mr. H—, the living skeleton and Mr. G—, the midget. It is a sure sign of spring when the birds re- turn from the south. But how can we account for it? We have had Bobbins in our midst all winter. To Miss C - - p - - n:— Yes, “ We have sighed to rest us.” When list'ning to your voice, And when you cease We are at peace And then do we rejoice, That there are few such girls as you Who think that they can sing. Music we love all else above; — Noise is another thing. Miss F-g-n 06 (translating Virgil)—“Three times I tried to put my arms around his neck— and that was as far as I got.” Teacher: “That is quite far enough, sit down.” THE GOLDEN-ROI) The price of meats, especially Lamb, is now very high. When do you go up, G----------? There was a youth in our school, And he was wondrous big, He jumped into a foot-ball game, And now he’s on the pig. Mr. C - - gs, ’08. A fit subject for History IV debate would be, ‘Should High School have a doctor? ” One of the arguments of the affirmative would be, “ Yes, the cooking class is in progress.” Mr. Harry A—, late of Quincy High School, is a fair runner and at present it is generally believed that he is training for a Mil—. How I love its giddy gurgle How I love its fluent flow How I love to wind my mouth up How I love to hear it go. Miss Ah—rn ’06. The faculty is thinking seriously of punish- ing the ill behaved pupils by forcing them to help in the building of the addition, thus sav- ing the cost of extra labor. Who would be first? Pupil: Do you believe that heat ascends? Miss S. Certainly. Pupil: Well it is peculiar that all the heat in the drawing room is in the janitor’s apart- ment in the basement. Physics Teacher: What answer did you get for the water pressure upon the dam ? Pupil: I have not done the dam problem yet. The following incident happened in Latin III Teacher: What is above Italy? A studious youth : The sky. It is reported in the select society of the school that Miss P - - k-d 00 is collecting material for a romantic novel which she will publish after her departure from school. Mr. J— ’06 lias a great attraction for the fair sex, especially at recess. Can’t you find anyone else, Ray? Part of Miss K—’s happy family has taken up its abode in Miss T—’s room, much to the regret of Miss T— who finds the pupils of Math. II-C more interested in furnishing a lunch for the small beings than in their lessons. TIbe Cooking Glass The cooking class is now Indeed upon its way ; For three of them are out. With doctor’s bills to pay. They first learned how to boil Mr. C-----H2 0; But now they’re baking Kish, And mixing up the dough. But let us one and all. We boys of naughty-six, Request they give a feed, To show us all the tricks! Exchanges Latin Teacher: How shall 1 say “ I ought to be loved by the pupils?” Pupil: Put it in the subjunctive (contrary to fact), sir. A cat in despondency sighed, And resolved to commit suicide, He got under the wheels Of nine automobiles, And after the last one he died. Gentleman (in restaurant): Bring me a bottle of hock: hic, haec, hoc, waiter. Waiter: Yes, sir. Gentlemen (half hour later): Where is my bottle of hock, waiter? Waiter: Well you see sir, you ordered it and then you declined it, sir. There was a young maid of Japan Who married a Hottentot man. The girl she was yellow, But he was a black fellow, And the children were all black and tan. THE GOLDEN-ROD The Class of 1906. Of five and seventy pupils does Class Nineteen Six consist. The first one is Gertrude Ahern, Who can’t from tricks desist. And next comes pretty Mila Hates, Fast runner of our class, Then Miss Bizzozero, who in Her Latin doth surpass. Now in our view looms George Bjork, Who is so very tall, And after him sedately walks Our good friend Carrie Boll. Next Edna Brown, a German star, Who is a noisy child, And Harry Campbell, who alas From study’s oft beguiled. While Albert Collin's thought to walk A little over proud, Rebecca Conway always talks Considerably loud. Now Marion Corey is the one Whose conduct’s very bad, And Samuel De Forest is Bather a boisterous lad. Francis Desmond always sports A crop of foot-ball hair, And shy Miss Duggan often looks At one with a glassy stare. Miss Duran appeal’s to stand As straight as any wall, And Jimmie Elcock is the star In the playing of base-ball. The next, Dot Fay, I truly think, Has underta’en too much. And good Ruth Ferguson was loath To give up studying Dutch. Joseph Ford, a handsome lad, Is sometimes very mute ; And don't you think Carl Fowler looks Quite cute in his dress-suit? And Edna Fowler, when she smiles, Displays her teeth like pearls, While Leo Garity seems to be Most fond of pretty girls. Margaret Gill, her English lessons Is inclined to shirk. Punk Hanson, walking, wags his head With quite a haughty jerk. Have you e’er seen John Higgins blush, As he strides through the centre aisle, Or Charlie Hogan, when, at girls, He casts a winning smile? Now Harry Hooper looks as if He never combed his hair. While translating Latin, to talk aloud Does Will Howe never dare. Miss Olive Huston, as you know. Is very short and stout, And whom forever does our friend Ray Jordan talk about? Miss K apples oft for conduct bad Has had to change her seat, And Celia Kelly’s rosy cheeks No mortal maid can beat. Mistress Mary, quite contrary, Is yet an uncrowned King, And Grade “Lamb,” a winsome lass, Will neither “ bleat ” nor sing. Bright Bula Loud, by guessing, in Her studies seems to pass, And Clarence Loud is very fond Of a certain kind of “ Sass.” Our tiny friend, James Martin, looks As though he ought to grow. In English there is nothing which Miss McAuliffe doesn’t know. John McClure, so I’ve been told, For drawing is the one, And smart McConnell, you’ve observed, Is always full of fun. Joe McDonald is the next, He’s neither dull nor bright, And McGilvray, very dark and straight. Is noted for his height. THE GOLDEN - HOD Joe McPherson’s browny locks Are of a blackish hue. The color of Ralph Merritt’s hair Is quite peculiar too. Ex-captain, Henry Moody, is Though bashful, yet polite. Cora Morse, who talks so loud, Won’t study, though she’s bright. Cherry Newell, when she walks, Just barely lifts her feet. Miss Packard’s fondness for the boys, Would be difficult to beat. Russell Parker, at recess, Goes begging for some food, And Miss Pinel is often in A melancholy mood. The next is Clara Porter, who Is famous as a cook, And Alvin Pountney’s often seen With his face hid in a book. And now the jolly Pratt twins come, One Floss, the other Hess. ’Tis said that people think they’re like Each other more or less. Carl is our gallant Patriot boy, Will he a Ledger keep ? Eddy Reardon, Rogers’ lunch Considers good and cheap. Next we see sweet Bertha, who Can write as well as Reed, And modest Alice Reinhalter Is very smart indeed. Lottie Rendle, as you know, In athletics does excel. Shy Richardson his comet plays Unusually well. Robbins, the harbingers of spring, We sometimes call Leona. Edna Robinson’s found a heart. Who do you think is the owner? Now Archie Rogers, it is said, To go to school just hates. Kike Sanders can’t go fishing now, Because he has no Bates. Alfred Small, the brilliant youth, Is the next one in our line. Miss Smith in Mathematics IV Is doubtless superfine. ’Tis thought that Francis Sweeney is The best dancer in the school. Young Lucien Thayer does know it all In his lessons, as a rule. Miss Julia Thomas now intends A dressmaker to be. Miss Tripp in Latin ev’ry day, Is usually “ at sea.” Tuck, the lad with the smiling face, Is our orator, you know, And Mary Wallace, a quiet girl, Is very sure but slow. Marion White, who is chubby and fat, Is always ready for fun. A good little girl who dares not to talk Is Caroline Wilkinson. Williams, the youth with the plastered hair, Is very fond of his books, And last but not least is Dorothy, Who’s not so Young as she looks. D. F. ’06. Socials The Class of 1906 spent a most pleasant after- noon, November 8, 1905, in dancing and playing games. As a class party is an uncommon event in our school, it was considered a great treat and thoroughly enjoyed by all who were present. The annual foot-ball reception was given De- cember 20, 1905, by the young ladies of the three upper classes. According to custom, dancing was the entertainment for the evening. The matrons were Miss Fish, Miss Thompson and Miss Guild. On February 23, 1906, the Sophomores gave a very enjoyable reception to the Seniors. Mrs. Harper, Miss Sherman and Miss Souther acted as matrons. THE GOLDEN-ROD ALWAYS RELIABLE C. H. BROOKS CASH Grocer and Provision Dealer J375 HANCOCK STREET H. H. 1. SMITH rnnrFD ocncpai. VJKVJCLK, MERCHANDISE Post Office Store Quincy Point, Mass. When in doubt. Buy of Osgood. That is all right. But! When you want No Doubt buy or JOHNSON BROS., City Square The S. S. Pierce Store of Quincy Comp i'monts of . . . 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