Quincy High School - Goldenrod Yearbook (Quincy, MA)

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THE GOLDEN - ROD words of thanks could not come to my lips that day, 1 have since thought of them, and could I now see you all. I should be able to tell you how highly appreciated were your kindnesses. Since I left you, I have often allowed my thoughts to wander back to your school, and many times I have wondered how all of you, and especially my young friends in room 26, and my former history classes, were progres- sing. I assure you that Quincy High School with its head master and teachers, and its boys and girls will always find a warm place in my heart. I hope that in years to come, when you boys and girls have taken up your life work in this great world. I may see some or all of you. and then we can recall the happy hours of our lives spent in work and play at Quincy High School. Believe me always your sincere friend. SAMUEL I). THOMPSON. Asbury Park. New Jersey, March 10. 1907. j. The Classmates. 'Twas midnight in the college hall. The lights were dim and low. As six young students walked slowly thro'. To a study, just below. For commencement day had come and past, And with it all had gone, Save these six here who lingered yet. For one last hour alone. For one last hour in which to hold A meeting—man to man: To set a time for a future meet. And to tell each coming plau. Then first spake he of the lofty brow, “Fame is a jewell'd crown. I would have it rest upon my head, I would gain the world's renown. “1 seek not fame, said a gentle lad, “But a bright and happy home; I shall claim as my bride a fair young maid. And together we shall roam. Then he who for deeper knowledge oft Had burned the midnight oil, Spoke thus, “A scientist I'd be, And for that end shall toil. “I go ere long, ' spake a stalwart youth, “To a far and distant land, I would make myself ‘rich as Croesus', Have vast sums at my command. Then up sprang a merry laughing elf, “Since life is short at best, I'll spend it as pleasure s devotee, With music, dance and jest. “My friends, said a noble, handsome boy, “My life is just begun, I shall follow the path which our Savior trod, 'Till my work on earth is done.” They met again—'twas many years Since first they gathered there, Instead, they stood with stooping forms, And threads of silver hair. “Alas ! said the first in a feeble voice, “My hopes are shattered now, I find that the jewelled crown of fame May crush an aching brow.” “My wife has left this wicked world, My children too are gone,’’ Spoke the second, who wore a mourner's garb. “I am left on earth alone.” “Alas !” sighed pleasure’s man, “My choice Was a foolish one, I trow, A sadder and a wiser man, I come amongst you now.” Then spoke the learned scientist, “Many truths have I in store, Vet all the secrets nature tells But make me yearn for more.” Then rose the one who toiled for gold, His manly form was worn, “I’ve buildings, ships and wealth in store, But I live unloved alone. “My friends,” said the last with a kindly smile, “I'm happier now I know. Than when we met here in our youth, .lust forty years ago. “My life I've spent in kindly deeds And simple words of love. Which gives me happiness on earth, And hope for joy above.” In a last farewell they clasped their hands, And promised through their tears, To spend in the noble work of God Their few remaining years. M. E. LeBi.axc, '05. JL Jk When Irving (ices lo School. When Irving goes to school, it takes Mamma anti Ethel and me To start him off, because he makes Quite work enough for three. Ethel must find his coat and cap, I try to find his rule: It's always an exciting time When Irving goes to school. Mamma must cut his sandwiches, And lays in quite a stock: While Ethel warms his rubbers well. And I must watch the clock. He eats his breakfast first of all. While ours arc getting cool— It's always an exciting time When Irving goes to school. Next. Ethel brings his handkerchief, I tell him he'll be late; Mamma then kisses him goodbye Just as it's half-past eight, And Ethel, buttoning up his coat, Says, “He's nobody’s fool !” It's always an exciting time When Irving goes to school !

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THE GOLDEN-ROD But now let us return to that part of the college which strangers know less about. The Student Government Association is an organi- zation of which every girl is proud. In 1900-0J the faculty and students started this associa- tion, which gave the girls power to govern themselves rather than remain under the fac- ulty rule, as was the case previously. The del- egating of this responsibility to the students resulted in a strengthened character and a greater loyalty to college interest. Upon en- tering college every girl becomes a member of the Student Government Association and soon feels it her duty to support the rules made by the Association. The one organization in college to which every girl can belong, is the “Barnswallows.” Once every three weeks, on Saturday evening all the girls meet together in the “Barn.” a large wooden building, lighted by electricity, to enjoy a play or a dance. There is a fine floor for dancing, upon which only students and their girl friends have ever waltzed, for “the worst thing about these Barnswallow dances, is the fact that there is not a swallow- tail io be seen.” Tree day, a unique feature in Wellesley, is observed early in June. This is the day on which the Freshmen make known their class color, motto, song and flower, up to this time kept secret. At this time, with all due cere- mony they plant their class tree, while the Sen- iors bid theirs farewell. Tree day has the rep- utation of being the most attractive fete of the year, and every member of 1910. anxiously awaits the mysteries which on that day are disclosed. . . o Greetings. Having had at one time journalistic aspira- tions. 1 can fully appreciate the position in which the editors of the Golden Rod find them- selves at this time, and yet I was greatly sur prised and much pleased to receive from the editor a request to contribute a few words of greeting to the boys and girls of Quincy High School. If I should meet one of you on the street today. I suspect your first question would be “Well, how do you like Asbury Park?” And that would be a rather difficult question to an- swer, for I have been here but one month, and I feel that it is rather early yet to form an opinion. I am going to tell you something of the city and its High School, and let you judge for yourselves whether you would choose to remain in Quincy or bfc transferred to Asbury Park to live. Asbury Park is a summer resort on the Jersey coast, fifty odd miles south of New York city. If is located on the very edge of the ocean and even now as I write. I can look far out to sea and hear the roar of the breakers on the Sands. The population is about 10,000 in win- ter. but during the summer months the num- ber swells to more than 150.000. There are scores of large hotels and many beautiful sum- mer residences, and I am told that they are filled to overflowing during the summer season. There are about 150 pupils in the High School, but at least 50 of them come each day from out of town. All members of the school study in an assembly hall, and relations are conducted in small rooms below. The periods are forty minutes in length and between the third and fourth periods come the devotional exercises, followed by a ten minute recess. Dur- ing the exercises the teachers (or members of the faculty, as they call them here) occupy seats on the stage, and once each week the teachers in turn address the school for fifteen minutes or more. School is dismissed at one o'clock, and everybody goes home at that time, although the teachers have the right to oblige pupils to return in the afternoon for extra work. The boys are interested in all branches of athletics, football, basket-ball, track and baseball. The girls have no athletic sports of their own. and judging from a basket-ball game 1 attended the other night, they do not take so much interest in the boys’ athletics as do your girls of Quincy High. So much for the city and its High School. Many times have I thought of the teachers and boys and girls of Quinev High School, and the splendid reception they accorded me that last day of school. Although appropriate

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