Quincy High School - Goldenrod Yearbook (Quincy, MA)

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THE GOLDEN-ROI “The poet’s eye in a fine frenzy, rolling”—etc. Poor Ralpliie! Somebody was wandering besides the Muse. N. K. D. ‘08. Talk about your apt pupils! H---d M- sh 09 can already out-talk Miss Tucker. And lie’s been in her room only a year. He’s a mighty good janitor and kind of H (e)art And if your in trouble lie’l take your part. That ever popular song,‘Ralpliie married Mabel’ It seems that Barnes is getting Gay. The president (not Teddy) “Oh, girls, tell me does my hair look all right? Mr. Harper couldn’t get along without his rubber heels. We wonder if Mr. Cleveland could get along without windows in the doors. Why not a “Merry Widow” Cap and Gown for Graduation? Tito Takes a Bath UOY SYDLINCiEtt lAjHY how do you do.dear Mrs. Van Haughton Why, of cotirse—come right in. W-well yes, I am busy. No, just giving Tito a bath. What? Let someone else? Oh my dear I couldn’t think of it. Oh yes, you wanted— Tickets you say? For the Mother’s Meeting lecture. Why I’m sure I should have been de- lighted,but Tito must have his bath. Oh indeed yes, we have to be very regular with it. He re- quires a lot of care—Yes don’t they? And how is your little daughter? Croup? Oh yes, isn’t that too bad. I can just sympathize with you. When Tito had it—Oh. must you go? Well I’m sorry that I couldn’t use the tickets, but of course you understand, dear -•- Good-by. Just drop in anytime. Yes, good-by, good-by. There! Mother's Meetings1. Celeste! Celeste! Did you see Mrs. Van Haughton? Wasn't that gown a fright? Doggie, doggie. Come. Tito, come. Come to mistress dear. Oh what a naughty naughty doggie to hide. Celeste, have you seen Tito? I’m so afraid some one has stolen him,—or perhaps he might have fallen frem one of the windows. Do you suppose he has? Bring me the smelling-salts, Celeste. Oh, I’m so worried, I—Oh here’s my darling little doggie behind the cabinet. Come here, dear. What made you tease your mistress so? Heavens! what has he in his mouth? Good ness.my new Duchesse lace collar. Oh Tito,how could you be so careless. You know your stom- ach is delicate. You’ll have to go straight to the doctor’s after you’ve had your bath. Oh yes, you are going to have a nice bath, yes, you are. Now don’t be cross. Mistress isn’t going to hurt you, Sh-sh! Celeste! Is the water ready for Tito’s bath? Are you sure it is just eighty degrees? Very well I’m coming with him now. Be still Tito. Do you think you are an eel? How do you suppose that I can hold you if you wiggle like that? My! how dirty you are. Your feet are actually black. How many times have I told you to keep out of that alley-way? Don’t you know better than to associate with those common Jones’ dogs. lias all my training been

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THE GOLDEN-ROD It’s hard luck but the Bouncer has been bounced. Duncan’s motto—“It is better to smoke here than hereafter.” Jasper, was it a faint or a feint? Pratt’s food is nourishing.’ Clipping from the London Times— “Lord Chelsea while visiting America contracted a very trying disease, Chicken-poxdon’t cher know.” “I thought it was a Bee that stung you, and not a hen that pecked you. If the two Pratts in the ‘08 class changed resi- dences, it would be more accommodating to G. E. H. ‘08. He wouldn’t have so far to walk Heard in domestic science—“Bak--er Brown, Helen.” The Murphy brothers are a mighty hot pair. hen you see Hunt and Mead you’ll find them there. English III. K. Don’t forget to keep your windows clean, children, so you can seethepict- ures in Shakespeare’s works. The dignified (?) young gentlemen who have favored us with their presence since the closing of the Adams Academy, say they don’t like High School because the girls are there. BUT you never hearthem say they don’t like the girls. Can anyone explain it? Who are M-----1 Pr- - t’s favorite sons? Tom and John, of course. French II. F. R. ‘10 Translating “I have an inspiration.” Teacher, “What is it?” History IV. Teacher “What event is connected with the railroad?” P. K. ‘08 “The steam engine.” Our Latin teacher is extremely well versed in nursery rhymes; e. g. Ba, Ba, Black Sheep. Three freshman girls think that a curtain in the front door of Room 12 for the benefit of R-b-t C—n—w, would be acceptable. Teacher. “What is the approximate value of T?” Pupil, “Five cents.” It has been reported that a recent meeting at Hough’s Neck was disturbed by some of Mr. Stone’s chemicals. The name of this paper will have to be changed from Harper’s Monthly to Leslie’s Weekly. Strange how a giant like Claflin can be ruled by a “Babe” Heard in 3rd year English—Miss G—“What happened to Caliban, Trinculo and Stephano?” Miss P'—“They were pinched.” Tough, Mr. N--1--H ‘08, but it‘s a cold cold fact Mr Cole is not married. Next year’s foot-ball captain is a mighty man; he wore out the plank walk in four months. Wanted—A letter carrier between room 26 and 23. How A. J. B. does abuse poor Homer! Who is the bubbling, babbling, bounding fellow in No. 29, who seems charged with soda water? If Gladys had her wish, she would never change her name. I wonder How(e). Rhodes would pass for a notorist; always talking of his—Power—and his—-Packard. Frequent trips from Quincy to Wollaston Park seems enjoyable to a short Walker. Tired teacher (near end of period). “Now who can tell me where Rip Van Winkle fell asleep?” Bright youth with slight lisp, ‘09 On the gwath where he laid down.” Two little eyes of brown, what makes them snap so brightly Two little hands so white, what makes them move so sprightly? My muse has gone astray, I know not where she wanders So this must be the account for my poor attempt at stanzas. Blake ‘08.

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THE GOLDEN-ROD for nothing? There now, never mind, mistress won’t scold. Oh Tito, don’t feel badly. I shouldn’t have spoken so hastily. Come, give me a kiss. Now in you go. Celeste, where is the violet scented soap? There isn’t anything here but common bath soap. What! you thought it would be allright? I should say not. Why, he might get some skin disease. What was that? Oh. the telephone; No, Celeste, I’m not as home to anyone. Take the message. .......................It was what? I was to speak on “Care of Infants,” this after- noon? Em—m. At three? Well, it’s too late now. Tito’s in the tub. Now darling, don7 get impatient. I‘ve only just started. Don’t splash so! You’re getting me all wet. Celeste! bring me a towel—quick. There he goes! Shut the door,—hurry! Now give him to me. What a mess he has made. Wipe up all this water now,Celeste. You should think—Of com sc he didn’t do it on purpose. I ‘m sure that’s very ungenerous of you. If I— Oh lovest, did mistress hurt you so much. She really didn’t mean to. There now we won’t bother the angel any longer. You’ve taken your bath nicely today, Tito. Mistress is real proud of her doggie. There isn‘t a better one in all the world. Celeste, bring me a clean towel. Oh not such a coarse one as that. Yes,that’s better. Now the comb and the soft brush. Where? Why in their case in the left-hand corner of the third shelf of the small closet. It isn’t? Why it must—Come, take Tito, while I look. Yes, here it is, just as I said it was, in the right-hand corner. I said IcfP. Certainly not. Dare say you were mistaken? Of course you were. There you are, Tito, all clean and dry and brushed. Now you look like my own dear little doggie again. Now what ribbon shall we wear today? The blue, the pink, the red—I prefer the blue,myself Don’t you like that Tito? Would you rather have the pink? Very well, I suppose, as you wear it—Celeste,have you the pink ribbon ready? You liave’nt. Well, bring me the blue one then Tito likes the pink but it can’t be helped. You ought to be more careful. Tito ran away with it? You must be mistaken. Well, you must be My hat, Celeste. No, the black one. If any one calls, I have taken Tito to the doctor. Yes, I shall be home to dinner. Come Tito. The Senior Dramatics IN accordance with the time honored custom the Senior Dramatics of the class of 1908 took place in the High School Hall, April 10, and as a financial success, compared favorably, with the performances of previous years. The two plays, “A Forced Friendship” and “Just for Fun,” were well received. The cast of the former was as follows: Horace Fenchurch (who rents apartment) L. Brewster Walker Gallop (his man) Harold Gore Alica Merrivale (who rents apartment) Blanche Morrison Ernestine (her maid) Grace Parker and that of the latter: Mrs. Fitzgerald Mandeville De Symthe (a would-be society leader) Caro A. Sumner Miss Edith Morton (her niece,a Western Heiress) Mabel Pratt Miss Mabel West (a friend of Miss Morton’s) Beatrice Morrison Jane McCarty (an Irish maid-servant) Lucile Elwell Lord Chelsea (an English Nobleman) William J. Nolan Jack Earl (a happy-go-lucky fellow) John D. Gourlie In the first play, a series of amusing compli- cations was caused by the infatuation of Horace Fenchurch for Alicia Merrivale whom he met by chance on a train; and later by his man Gallop’s appropriating by mistake,the apartment occupied by Miss Merrivale and her maid. Mr. Walker’s capable interpretation of his part, aided by Mr. Gore’s irrepressible activity, brought forth many expressions of appreciation from the audience. At the same time in their charming imperson-