Quincy High School - Goldenrod Yearbook (Quincy, MA)

Text from Pages 1 - 44 of the 1926 volume:

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Quincy Flowerphone - Gra. 5377 Class Pins and Rings New Handsome Designs Sandberg’s Jewelers and Gift Shop 1291 Hancock St. Compliments of The Gordon Murray Pharmacy L. G. Murray, Prop. 1537 Hancock St. Quincy, Mass. To Teachers and Pupils mt Jeweler,. • of Q. H. S. 1592 HANCOCK ST. A We Give Quincy- Mass- |1 10% Cash Discount from Boston prices on Standard, guaranteed makes of WATCHES RINGS FOUNTAIN PENS At the big Street Clock “Practice Makes Perfect” Improve your work by using one of our Typewriters. We carry ALL standard makes. J. J. SHANNON CO. Established 1891 36 Bromfield St. : : Room 301 BOSTON Agents for Smith Premiers Corona Portables Telephone Liberty 8038 Students’ Overcoats FOR THE HIGH SCHOOL BOYS Ages 12 to 18 years Fine, all wool, stylish overcoats in the New Fall Models, Shades, and Colors $14.50 - 16 50 - 19.50 - 22.50 up Just bring dad along with you and ask him to look at the fine overcoats we are showing for men. We Give Legal Stamps REMICK’S The Safe Store Quincy R ITZ CHOCOLATES OF EXCELLENCE To Suit The Most Fastidious Taste All Fancy Centers With a Deliciously Blended Vanilla Chocolate Coating Ask Your Dealer For Them RITZ CHOCOLATE COMPANY BOSTON, MASS. Quincy High School Bradford Library TLhc ©olt en 1Rot PUBLISHED QUARTERLY BY THE PUPILS OF QUINCY HIGH SCHOOL Vol. XXXIX No. 1 QUINCY, MASSACHUSETTS November 1926 February, ’27 Editor-in-Ch if f FRANK IRWIN June, ’27 Edit or-in-C'hiet MIRIAM CARR ...Grace Kieswetter .. ..Josephine Wl'stcoat ..Elvira Harlow William Masson Donald Cameron Elsif. Hai.onf.n - Joseph Foy Jean Harper Paul C. Reardon ... Joseph A. Erickson Advertising Manager.. — A’ictor C. DeBoer Assistants J. Ford R. MacGrecor Jessie Alexander Nelson Cochrane Faculty Advisers Isabel Schuyler Browne Joy L. Nevens Ethel Crockett Leslie C. Millard Twenty Cents the Copy TO THE CLASS OF 1929 FROM THE CLASS OF 1927 Welcome to our abode of knowledge. May you prosper mid our walls. May your loving friends be many. Be an honor to our halls. The way seems long and hard and stony As you view it from the start; But oh how short and smooth and lovely As we look back with longing heart. Do your best, keep up your courage, We’ve succeeded; you will too. Love your work, enjoy your play, Sophomores, we welcome you. Isabel Cossaboom, J. ’27. 5 6 THE GOLDEN-ROD To MR. FAXON Quincy High School is fortunate in hav- ing, among its many supporters, one who is deeply interested in the school and its sports. Mr. Henry M. Faxon has given Quincy High School the spacious athletic field on Coddington Street, near our splendid building. Although PfaffmaifT Oval is one of the best gridirons in this section, the hill making a natural bleacher from which to watch the games, the new field will in all probability be improved and enclosed to such an extent that it will surpass any of the neighboring high school gridirons. Word at hand also dis- closes the fact that the remainder of the land is to be divided and developed into more gridirons, diamonds, and perhaps later, a running track. To Mr. Faxon the pupils are grateful for this lasting gift. F. I. THE BIG SISTER CLUB What a wonderful opportunity for the girls of Quincy High School to get ac- quainted is the Big Sister Club, estab- lished by Miss Baker and carried on by- girls of Quincy High School. When the Sophomores first come from Junior High they feel very strange and lonesome, al- most like intruders in the big family of Juniors and Seniors. In order more per- fectly to unify these classes a Big Sister Club has been formed in which each Jun- ior and Senior is given a Sophomore for a “little sister.” The “big sister” has a duty, which soon becomes a pleasure, of introducing her “little sister” to all the girls she herself knows. So many of the girls find it hard to speak to those they do not know that it is a great opportunity to have someone introduce others to them. We are sure that Quincy High School and all its girls are very happy over the new found Big Sister Club. Louise Locke, June, ’27. OUTSIDE READING Four times during the school year there reigns at Quincy High the most bewilder- ing state of chaos ever seen in any well conducted house of learning. I am, of course, alluding to the four times when outside reading, the bane of so many school boys’ existences, is due. For about a week before the date set the school and the Thomas Crane Libraries are the scenes of agonizing “book hunts.” Some lazy persons have left their outside reading until the last minute, and are caught in the tide of other delinquents streaming in and out of the libraries with anxious, faces. All other studying is ne- glected. home work becomes a mere farce, and the mutual aim of all is to have their outside reading done on time. Even to the end some few careless persons neglect the duty, but there is no escaping it, for if it is not finished at the appointed hour one has just twice as much ahead. I suppose it is of no use to urge and preach at length, for human nature can- not be altered, and an unpleasant task is put aside as long as possible. But why think of it as such an ordeal: Of course if one waits, then has to dash through five hundred pages of uninteresting read- ing in an evening there is no pleasure in it; but really there are some lively, en- tertaining books on the reading lists, and if one takes example from the early bird, securing an interesting book and giving himself time to read it at leisure, one will find his task not at all hard—even pleas- ant. I’ll admit that some of the five-point books, dusty old biographies and essays, are dry. Why not then get two easier, more readable books and learn to enjoy outside reading, rather than struggle through a five-point, boresome book in order to get the distasteful task out ol the way in one sweep? The English teachers know how much they are helping us by acquainting us, willingly or no, with the famous writings of literature, so let us depend upon their wisdom, and since outside reading is in- evitable, make it pleasant for ourselves and for them. M. C. THE GOLDEN-ROD 7 OUR ADVERTISERS The Golden Rod has a substantial list of advertisers and yearly the question comes to us, ‘‘Does it pay to advertise in your quarterly?” The answer is always in the affirmative, for the majority of the pupils patronize those merchants who ad- vertise in the Golden Rod. In some cases High School classes have sent out of town for purchases because of the better sam- ples and more reasonable terms submit- ted by other firms. Quincy merchants help support our school magazine and we, in turn, should give them our business to show confidence in their work. Give them a fair chance, even a slight preference, and they will stand behind us in school enterprises. Trade in Quincy! F. I. RIDING THE WAVES “There is a tide in the affairs of men which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune,” said Will Shakespeare. So say we all, but, as Shakespeare was the first one to say it, he receives the credit. But do we all heed Shakespeare’s wise words? No, a glance at the annual college exam- ination returns will assure anyone of that. Year after year, thousands of high school students watch the “tide” go by unheed- ed, and then when thoughts of college stir them to action they find that the “tide” has gone by so far that it’s no use. Now is the time for Sophomores and Juniors to grasp the educational advantages and opportunities that are flowing their way. “Grasp them,” we say, for the opportu- nities which now arc flowing to you will just as surely recede when you reject them, and a great deal of their value will be lost. Study hard, do diligently the homework assigned, retain all that the teachers give you, and you will ride on the crest of the waves on or near the honor roll. Seniors, whether you have grasped by-gone opportunities or not, now is the time to work with a will and partially, at least, offset those that have escaped you. If you have studied dili- gently in grammar school and the past high school years, the Senior year, the last “tack” on the course, will not be very hard for you—of course, you don’t know that, but “the saddest part of it is that you’ve been on the toboggan a long time before you realize it.” The courses may seen long and hard, but before long you will find that you are in the “home stretch,” riding in on the “flood tide” which has been accumu- lating all these years. Then in the clos- ing chapters of your high school career— the final months of the Senior year—isn’t it a great feeling to know that you have taken the tide at its proper time and in the proper way; to know that college examinations hold no fear and that there is no need of last minute studying! That is the reward for utilizing high school years to advantage, and it’s well worth it. Let’s go Sophomores, Juniors, and Seniors—boost the Honor Roll and Col- lege Examinations. Gordon Peterson. June, ’27. COLLEGE EXAMINATIONS Mental quagmires! Banes of life! Towering doom! Inevitable destiny! College Examinations! The boy in the second scat will please tell me why these expressions arc synonymous. It has been my fate to go through oper- ations, crises, climaxes, and college exam- inations, and I would rather sniff the ether once more than inhale the examina- tions again. Imagine, if you dare, the birds flying hither and thither, the frog calling lightly to its mate in the fields below, the leaves of the trees already half-green in their endeavor to enter summer with success, the flies buzzing merrily around a room where one proctor and fifteen students, or I might say, aspiring collegiates are ar- ranged in checkerboard fashion in seats not the most comfortable in the world. Picture, if you can, the interior work- ings of the cerebra contained in the heads of these poor subjects, gladiators with algebra, huntsmen of English. I have squirmed in the torture chains of learning and know how it is to gaze 8 THE GOLDEN-ROD upon a gaily cavorting insect climbing up a part in the hair of a fellow sufferer and actually wish to become one myself. How easily the gentle fly doth leap both in and out the windows on examination day. Yes. the suspense is heartrending but, after all, we must go to college and, if we are determined on this point, we may as well be determined to take the examinations and pass them successfully, if possible. College examinations are hard but helpful. Paul Reardon, June, ‘27. BUMMING RIDES The dangerous practice of bumming rides, which is being indulged in by some of the pupils of Senior High, is indeed serious and entirely unnecessary. We have good car service to every part of our city. Why bother the busy motorist? A recent statement by the American Auto- mobile Association, which is urging a nation-wide campaign to end this ride bumming, says that hundreds of accidents are caused by this selfsame practice, and urges our parents to discourage this habit. Is this action necessary? Yes. We at Quincy High School can end the practice ourselves. A recent accident at Riverhead, L. I. has just made the most substantial contribution to this campaign. Two children were given a lift by a chauffeur and shortly afterward the car was demolished, the driver killed and the children seriously injured. If we all will remember that standing in the street or on the curb is dangerous and that in beg- ging rides one takes a big chance, there will be little cause of complaint in the future. F. I. SEEK YE PEACE? AUTUMN IS HERE Come where the sea wind howls, Where the raging breakers roar. Where the sea-gulls scream And the sunset gleam Is gilding the rocky shore. In the old brick chimney. Voices wierd and shrill Whisper to each other When all else is still. There where chaos is reigning. Where wind and sea are at strife. Your heart will find peace And glad release From the bitter struggle of life. By “Izzy,” ’27. It is raining, drip, drop. Splashing little plops upon the pavement. Drip, drop, like the tick, tock of my clock Always dripping, never changing Like the chirp, chirp of a cricket. The deadly monotone of rain Dripping, dropping (j Makes my heart Knock, knock, Like the heavy clop, clop Of horses’ hoofs on cobblestones Drizzly dripping, dreary rain. Won’t you stop your plip, plop Before my brain goes flip, flop? By ‘ Izzy,” ’27. Little leaves arc tapping ’Gainst the window pane. Something seems to tell us, Autumn’s here again. All the little tinted leaves, Dressed in every hue, Some in brown and yellow, Some in scarlet, too— When their task is over Go to rest their heads, On the little pillows, In their tiny beds. Soon the hand of Winter, Comes to tuck them in. And before we know it. Autumn’s gone again. Myrtle Richards. The Morning Marathon Human nature’s a funny thing. I come to this conclusion about 8.00 A. M. every morning. I’ve seen Nurmi and DeMar, the Quincy High cross-country team, and many other track men, but give me my morning marathon to which no other can be compared. I refer to the daily race at 7.55. From my hall window I can sur- vey both up and down Hancock street, and also across this broad and noble thoroughfare to the stretch of concrete walk lying between Dimmock and Savillc streets. Upon this walk I rest my eye at 7.53 sharp each morning and wait, but then I do not have to wait very long. Oh no, inside of two minutes my race begins. I hear the long blast from the whistle of the 7.55 at Quincy Adams, and then I look towards Dimmock street. What is this I see comir.g down Adams street? Oh yes, yes, I know who it is. May I introduce you to Mr. Snow, drum major of my marathon. As you see, Mr. Snow is young, wiry, and lithe, and does not give me much pleasure as he is a grace- ful runner. But who follows him? No one but Annie White, the fat girl. Puff- ing and wheezing up the course, she shows that she holds her own against the ever-gaining weight. She labors in some drug store in the big city. As she waddles stationwards one cannot help but think that Annie must work on a counter, as she’d surely overcrowd a change booth. Aha, here they come. Old Mr. MacFar- lane has the lead this morning. He’s running better than usual. Fie must have had grapefruit for breakfast. And prim Miss Green warms a path down Dimmock street. I wonder who’ll reach the side- walk first. Go it, Miss Green, you’ve got my best wishes. Oh, who might that be crossing the street with the child as bal- last? Some housekeeper heading for the sale on Ivory soap at Flovey’s, most likely, Well, I’ll let her go if she keeps out of my race. I perceive that Mr. Jenkins is doing the hop, skip, and jump over his fence on Adams street. He’s very late. He’s due for third place, I’m afraid. Say, do you notice Miss Green’s stride ? nd Mr. MacFarlanc is right behind her. Now if that shopper will only keep out of the path! Oh, I knew it! If Junior had blown his nose before he started he wouldn’t have had to have his mother do it now. As she stops, Miss Green is cata- pulted over both of them to the amaze- ment of all three, and Mr. MacFarlanc takes the lead across the auto park. He wins today. Look at them come now! There arc about twenty of them coming out of all the side streets. There is going to be a smash! There is! I see Mr. Perry attempting to rescue himself from the passionate embraces of Mother Earth. That slim girl in the slicker weaving her way in and out of the competitors is Maizie White, and she is certainly show- ing a muddy pair of rubbers to the rest of them. The train is at the station. They’re going like mad! They round the corner! They’ve made it! The train is starting and who’s this lover of good living com- ing into view? None other than Bill Jones. Late again this morning, but Bill vies with Lancelot in not being like the rest of men. You sec, Bill carries 285 pounds with him wherever he goes, and that dis- qualifies Bill. But his method is sensible. He waits for the 7.59 while the others get heart trouble trailing the 7.55. Say, but isn’t human nature a funny thing? Paul Reardon. 10 THE GOLDEN-ROD The Reformation of Walter Lord Walter Lord glanced savagely at his wrist-watch. Almost four o’clock! “How much longer before we reach Palm Beach?” he shot at the dusky, in- offensive porter, who was shuffling by his chair on the Pullman. “Pahm Beach?” “Yes, Palm Beach.” “We all gets to Pahm Beach in ’bout three hours naow.” Walter grunted and so the porter left him, gazing at the water-covered window! pane. It had been raining since before he had vacated his narrow berth early in the morning, and the blurred view did not show the Florida swamps to advantage. The rain evidently had dampened his disposition as well as the “Magic State.” He bought a popular magazine and en- deavored to read. Just as he was becom- ing interested in a story, “To be contin- ued,” greeted his eyes. He began a story which was rather “dry,” so he placed the periodical aside. He gazed absent mind- edly at the different occupants of the car, and then at the odd pattern of the sombre rug. He had left New York on the previous daw opposing his father’s wishes. His father, Arthur T. Lord, a figure of eminence on the “Exchange,” was opu- lent to such an extent that he owned a stately mansion on Riverside Drive, and a beautiful summer home on Long Island, with grounds many acres in extent. Walter’s mother had died eighteen years before when he was but an infant. His “old man,” as he called his father, had given him everything he desired, and the inevitable occurred. He had a yacht and two cars. His chief interests in life were to loaf, play golf and go yachting. He had left New York to see Florida, and his impressions thus far were not to his liking. But even the longest three hours must pass, and these three were no exception, as was proved when an cbony-hued “Sony of the Jungle” announced, “Pahm Beach” with the usual southern drawl. When Walter alighted, everything was dripping from the recent rain which had ceased by this time. Taking one of his two grips in either hand and his golf sticks under his arm, he stepped into the “Ponce de Leon” bus. As the bus drew away from the curb he noticed the wide, smooth, palm-bordered avenues, and the low, Spanish type residences with pic- turesque, vari-colored tile roofs. The houses were now illuminated as it was after half past seven. How different from New York! How much more peaceful! When he finally arrived at the hotel it was all aglow with luxuriant splendor. The polite clerk at the huge marble desk assigned Walter to a large room on the third floor for thirty dollars a day. After paying in advance for a week, a “bellhop” took the luggage and led him to room 337. As Walter leisurely crossed the spa- cious lobby on his way to the dining room later that night, he brushed by a well- dressed man who deftly obtained the leather wallet from Walter’s pocket. At the conclusion of an expensive sup- per, the waiter handed him the bill. Wal- ter calmly placed his hand in his back pocket, but no wallet. A frantic search through all his pockets, then another and slower search, and finally the unwelcome realization that he had been “fleeced.” “I’ve been robbed!” he exclaimed wildly. The next day he pawned his watch, with the proceeds of which he paid for supper the previous evening, and sent many urgent telegrams to his father ask- ing for money. Mr. Lord, Sr., was busy in his office at three o’clock that afternoon looking at some reports when his well-paid office boy entered with an envelope in his hand. “Telegram from Western Union.” “Bring it here.” Arthur Lord opened it and read: “Arthur T. Lord 43 Wall Street N. Y., N. Y. Have been robbed. Need two thou- sand dollars at once. Send to me care of Hotel Ponce de Leon. THE GOLDEN-ROD 11 Walter.” He took out his pen to write a check, but he paused for a moment and chuckled, put his pen and check-book away and thought, “This will be a good lesson for him.” During the week Walter pawned his golf clubs, a suit case, and sold all his possessions except the few clothes he wore. Each day he had visited the hotel to sec if any word had come from his father, but always, “no.” He wondered why he had not heard from his parent. Perhaps the telegrams did not reach him? But there were so many that he must have received one. This thought prevail- ing in his mind, and hunger prevailing in his stomach combined, almost drove him mad. On Sunday of the next week he was sit- ting disconsolately in the park with his eves glued to the ground as though look- ing for something, and was hardly con- scious to the fact that someone had taken a seat beside him. “Whatsamatter, bo?” asked the tawdry looking man who had seated himself next to Walter. “Pm starved.” “I got four bits,” the stranger said, and held a piece of silver before Walter’s eyes. “That’s two bits each,” he said after a lengthy mental calculation. Walter eagerly followed this good Sa- maritan, and was soon enjoying a cup of coffee and dish of beans, as only one who has not eaten for two or three days can delight in masticating victuals. While thus engaged, the stranger heard the other’s story and said, “Why don’t you work your way home? You’ll get home quicker that way than if you hang around here waiting for something to happen.” Walter asked him for his name and address, and then said that he would take his advice. Then began the real education of Wal- ter. He learned to sleep in barns, and like it. He walked from Palm Beach to Jacksonville, sleeping anywhere, chopping wood, and doing odd jobs to earn his meals. He took advantage of a freight train going to Richmond, Va., and rode leisurely in a freight car behind some boxes of crackers, which served for food as well as to hide him. He remained in Richmond just as long as working in a restaurant would permit him to buy a new suit, shoes, hat and procure a shave. He now looked respect- able, and his life in the open had given him a wonderful physique. He hitch- hiked to New York, and arrived there just eight months to a day from the time he had left. How happy he was to arrive home among his traffic cops, elevated trains, subways, and the seething multi- tudes that comprise the world’s largest and greatest “melting pot.” Arthur Lord had begun to feel worried about his son, and had sent a description of him to the Florida State Police, who were of no assistance. He had advertised in the papers to no avail, and was angry with himself for not sending his son the money when he had received the flock of telegrams. Almost every other day he forgot his business for the moment and wondered what had become of his son. It was while he was meditating thus one afternoon, that the office boy glee- fully announced that a man wanted to see him. Mr. Lord Sr., said, “Show him in.” The boy withdrew and in walked Walter. “Son!” cried his father, who was across the room in two bounds and shaking Wal- ter’s hand until their arms were numb. When the young man had told his story Arthur Lord sent the tawdry looking in- dividual of Palm Beach a check for five thousand dollars. Herbert Hambro, J. ’27. 12 THE GOLDEN-ROD Mischief He was a sight to behold, and yet he stood there, laughing up at me, his big sister, with such an impish innocence in his big blue eyes, that I could not but smile, a little ruefully, perhaps, at the picture he presented. His adorable curly hair was no longer curly, but stringing into his eyes and dripping muddy water down his neck and over his face, and his pug nose, although still beautiful in my eyes, was not a darling, babyish pink- and-white, but muddy black. His eye- brows were caked with mud and his face so much so that it seemed miraculous to me that he could still smile. He had always had a ravishing little dimple in his chin which now was more ravishing than ever, being full of water which had trickled unevenly down his nose and landed in the dimple. His ears stood out like sign- posts leading no one knows where, and he was wriggling from the coldness of the water on his dirty little neck. His Timid beautiful white linen collar which had been so carefully starched and pressed was hanging, rumpled and crumpled, by one thread. The lovely sailor suit was wringing wet and several buttons were minus. One shoe and one sock were gone, and his wet, muddy toes were wrig- gling ecstatically in the cool grass. The other sock had slipped down to his ankle and the shoe was soggy and filled with mud. I was displeased and knew that it would take one-half of my whole after- noon to clean him up and wash out the wet clothes, but still I knew I would yield to that sunny, innocent smile and kiss him. Why, oh why do these child experts say that we should be strict: They never dealt with John and his after-naughti- ness smile. Then the oracle spoke: “Mar- gie, ’oo won't tell mamma, wil ’oo?”— and I kissed him, mud and all. Margaret F. Thompson, J. ’28. Grace Before they started for Arkansas Edith Randall told her cousin Grace Doyle that xsl e did wish she could see a hold-up. “I’ve lived in one place all my life with- out a thing out of the ordinary happen- in’,” she said, “and I’d like to have some- thin’ excitin’ happen before I die. Land sakes, Grace, here I’m fifty years old and in all my life never saw anything more than a mouse to jump at.” Grace Doyle shivered at the thoughts of a holdup. She was small and colorless and timid. A mouse was quite large enough for her to jump at. It was partly because of this timidness that Edith Ran- dall hated to take Grace such a long way from home. “But I couldn’t get anyone else to take the trip with,” said Edith to her neigh- bors, “and it’s not pleasant traveling alone. Besides, Grace has a lovely dis- position, even if she is skeery, and we’ll get along fine. She hasn’t any too much money, either, and as I have more than I know what to do with I thought it would be nice to take her with me on my trip to Arkansas.” Once they had set out on their journey the two cousins found a great deal to talk about, at least Edith Randall did. Her ancestors had been pioneers and she loved to tell how her great-great-grandfather had combatted nine Indians single- handed. Land sakes!” exclaimed Edith, “You afraid of a holdup: Well, you take my purse and I’ll take yours. You trust me and I’ll trust you. All my money is in my purse, Grace, so take good care of it.” That afternoon the cousins noticed a newcomer in the dining car. He was sitting across the aisle and, when Edith accidentally dropped her handkerchief, he picked it up and restored it to her. After they returned to their seats the stranger sought them out. He said his THE GOLDEN-ROD 13 name was Snyder and he was going to Arkansas to look after some property he had there. He said that his wife had recently died and that he was going to try to drown his sorrow in Arkansas. Edith, being touched by his charm and pathos, told him all about herself, her acquaintances on the train, and about Grace and how timid she was, and how she was expecting a holdup every minute. “O, don’t talk so, Edith,” said Grace. “I guess it would just about kill me to see a real bandit. Do have pity on me and please don’t talk so.” “For my part I’d like to see one,” said Edith, “I’d like to have a thrill for once in my life.” “But you’d lose your money,” suggest- ed Mr. Snyder. “I’d lose Grace’s,” laughed Edith, “She’s keeping my purse for me, that large one she’s holding in her lap. I’m trying to prove to her that there won’t be any holdup by letting her carry my money.” Mr. Snyder laughed and bid the cousins farewell, saying that he guessed he would go into the smoking car for a smoke. Xight came on and Edith and Grace got out their knitting. The other passen- gers were similarly engaged when a voice spoke from the end of the car: “Please hold up your hands, all of you!” Mr. Snyder stood there with a pistol in each hand, and another man whom no- body had noticed before, began a syste- matic search of the victims. He took the money and valuables of all the passengers. Then he came to Edith and Grace. Without protest Edith hand- ed out her brooch, Grace’s watch and purse, and Grace likewise handed out Edith’s well-stuffed wallet. Mr. Snyder then left saying airily, “Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. Pleas- ant dreams.” Edith, white and shaken, sat for a long time in silence. Though the others talked she could not. “You’ve had your wish,” Grace whis- pered, “D-did you get a thrill, Edith?” “Well,” Edith said, “I got my thrill and he’s got all my money. We’ll have to join the Old Ladies’ Home when we get to Arkansas.” “No, we won’t.” A faint smile came over Grace’s little colorless face. “Edith, did you notice that I didn’t act very scared?” “I didn’t notice anything.” “Well, I wasn’t so scared as I was tickled. I guess I was so tickled that I couldn’t be scared. Course he got my watch and your brooch, but he didn’t get a mite of money.” “Grace Doyle! What do you mean?” “I mean I took all the money out of both purses and stuffed ’em with paper. The money’s in my suitcase. I took my scissors, made a little slit in the lining, stuffed the money in, and sewed it up before I got up this morning. I didn’t know we’d have any trouble, but I thought it best to be on the safe side.” Ina Wall s, J. ’28. TO A ROSE Have you ever watched a rose grow over the gar- den wall, A rose of red in a deep green bed, so beautiful, tender, and tall? With the soft summer breeze to caress it, While the sun’s rays around it fall, There is not in the world a thing to compare With the rose by the garden wall. Ethel Goodoak, ’29. BEAUTIFUL HANDS Beautiful hands arc those that do Noble deeds, both kind and true, Willing to work, the whole day long Making of life one beautiful song. Beautiful hands arc those that help The hardened snows of life to melt; Noble and white and always true, There is not a thing they cannot do. Dorothy Giles, F. ’29 14 THE GOLDEN-ROD His Duty to the School The track meet between Fair Haven and Manchester as predicted by the sport writers, was a tie until the final event, the mile run. Stetson, the best miler Fair Haven had produced in years, was de- pended upon by hundreds to “bring home the victory” which would give Fair Haven the International Championship. Bates, Manchester’s mile runner, was also a good miler, but the daily papers gave Stetson a slight edge over Bates. Among the thousands of spectators who witnessed the meet were three wealthy members of the Manchester Alumni. In discussing the meet, they realized how important it was for Manchester to win the championship. Something must be done to prevent Fair Haven from win- ning. They immediately resolved to make Stetson an offer to “bag the race.” “Stetson! Stetson! message for Stet- son!” cried the messenger as he paraded through the contestants in search of the famous miler. Finally Stetson was found leaning against the door of the dressing room entrance. He took the message and thanked the boy. After opening the en- velope he read the following: “We must see you before the race takes place, at the rear of the dressing room.” With only a few minutes before the race, Stetson hurriedly went around to the rear of the building and there found the three Manchester supporters. The point of the hurried meeting was made clear to Stetson, which was fol- lowed by an offer to “throw the race.” Just then the milers were called to- gether at the starting point. As Stetson was leaving the men he heard a final statement: “And don’t forget, you won’t have to worry about college expenses for the next two years.” While Stetson was walking from the dressing room to the starting point, he considered the offer. Throughout his high school years a great desire of his was to be able to attend college. His father, who was a poor hard-work- ing man, could not afford to send him to college. Should he accept his college education to lose the race or not, was the question that lingered in Stetson’s mind as he started the race at the pistol shot. The race was a thriller. Bates of Man- chester quickly jumped into the lead and had a margin of ten yards over Stetson at the end of the first lap. Stetson’s heart and mind were not on the race at this great minute, so import- ant to the school he represented. He was thinking of the future. He arrived upon a conclusion. His duty to the school and the school’s honor in winning the Inter- national Championship was worth more than a college education for himself. He quickly realized the situation and took up his usual winning pace. The third lap was over and Stetson had ten yards to gain on his opponent. He quickened his stride, which resulted in a gain of eight yards at the beginning of the fifth and last lap. Both Bates and Stetson were now running for all they were worth, side by side at the half-way mark. For fifty-five yards the runners kept up this heart-breaking pace. Fifty yards away from the tape, and then Stetson shot ahead, passing the tape a yard ahead of Bates. The crowd of Fair Haven supporters went wild. Fair Haven had won the In- ternational Championship and Stetson was proclaimed the hero of the day. THE GOLDEN-ROD 15 The Maniac The Pierce family were sitting by the fireside in their old farm house on a very rainy night in April. This family con- sisted of the father and the mother and two sons. Looking at them one would get the impression that, although they were poor, they were happy. Addie, the oldest and biggest boy, was a very pitiful creature, as he had been feeble minded ever since early boyhood. Now he was sitting near the fire mutter- ing to himself. No one noticed him; the mother and father continued their reading and discussion of the daily news. Mrs. Pierce read aloud for her husband about the escape of a crazed man from a nearby asylum who had been at large two weeks. All attempts at finding him were futile; what was most peculiar, he always wore a large red cloth on his head representing a turban. He never discarded this, so it would aid in identifying him. The sheriff was so eager to capture him he had of- fered $2,000 for him, dead or alive. As the evening wore away Addie rose from his seat and went out into the dark night. This was his usual custom, and no one would dare to interfere with his plans. There was no cause to worry about him, as he was a harmless crea- ture and would not wander far. After walking for five minutes Addie ap- proached a large pond and sat down by its edge. Soon he began to dig furiously, for in his imagination he believed a great treasure hidden there. As he was thus engaged he heard footsteps approaching him, but he did not look up, as he thought it was his brother coming to take him in from the rain. Suddenly he was seized by the shoulders and instantly there came to his feeble mind the thought that some one was going to rob him of his treasure. The man whom he confronted was dressed most peculiarly with a large red turban on his head. As he struck, Addie jumped up and grabbed him by the throat. Then they fell to the ground and struggled for a long time. Addie, using all his strength, seized the maniac by the throat and hurled him into the pond. Then, cover- ing up the hole where his supposed treas- ure was hidden, he ran for home. That night he was restless and talked inces- santly of killing a man. After that eventful night Addie seemed to remember everything that happened, and at times his mother believed him to be cured of his brain trouble. Whenever he mentioned to the village folk the kill- ing of the maniac, they only shook their heads and said, “Poor Addie is getting worse.” Laura Daggett, F. ’28. MY FRIEND THE CALL OF THE NORTH WIND In all my life I’ve never met, Just such a friend as yoi£p j Who could be very true anakind, And understand me, too. I wonder if you realize IIow much it means to me. Although our lives may drift apart, My Friend—you’ll always be. When you arc blue or very sad— Docs anyone care for you? When you laugh and when you cry? I do, pal! I’ll say I do! Myrtle Richards. The north wind calls and her children reply, And down to the ground they everyone fly— Leaves of red, of orange, and gold. Whispering news that the wind has told. O’er the ground they dance, Back and forth they prance, Forming a rainbow of delight, Making a glad and brilliant sight. They bid farewell to the dear old tree. Then off they prance with mirth and glee; Murmuring news of the snowy bed Soon prepared for each brilliant head. Evanceling Zixck, F. '29 16 THE GOLDEN-ROD The Dancer The curtain rose, slowly, majestically, and in a blaze of light the audience saw Narice, the dancer. She stood in the center of the stage, swaying to the gentle rhythm of the music. Her slender body was robed in shimmering gold; trailing wisps of golden gossamer hung from her beautiful arms; her little feet were en- cased in golden slippers, and on her hair was a coronet of pearls. She was like a sunbean—almost too dazzling for the eye to follow; like a fairy—so slim, so dainty, so gracefully lovely. Her face was so exquisite as to be almost ethereal. A pale, oval face it was, with dark luminous eyes, and red lips parted in a bewitching smile. The audience broke into tumultu- ous applause. Suddenly she bent forward, poised on her toes, and flitted across the stage, whirling in a mad ecstasy of dance. The spectators watched her with bated breath. She was like the flashing of morning sun- light upon the water. Now she darted swiftly; she twirled round and round on her toes; and the spotlight, playing upon her, made her gown seem now lavender, now pale green, now blue, like a summer sea. When she had swirled and swirled, finally falling gracefully to the floor, the audience' clapped enthusiastically in trib- ute to Xarice, the dancer. Betty Wells, F. ’28. Inmates of a Dictionary “Hello, Mr. The. How are you faring in your old age?” “Well, now, Miss Gossip, for an old man who is used to the world, I’m not so bad, because, you see, those who use me, use me well. Here comes Mr. Like.” “Poor Mr. Like! So many people abuse him,” sympathized Miss Gossip. “Have you met Miss Camouflage, Mr. Like?” “Why, yes, I have heard something about her, Miss Gossip. She is one of our new tenants, isn’t she?” “Yes, she is, she began to live here dur- ing the war,” answered Miss Gossip knowingly. “I wonder how Miss Their and Mr. There are today? They are for- ever quarreling with one another. But come, we must congratulate Mrs. and Mr. Should-Would on the birth of their twins, Shall and Will. They are so much alike that many people get them confused. They put Shall in Will’s place, and Will in Shall’s place. Oh, and have you heard that Mr. Wary and Miss Shy have an- nounced their engagement? They are really a good match, because they are so much alike. They have so many things in common. They don’t seem a bit like Miss Irritate and Mr. Annoy, do they? Oh, yes! I almost forgot to tell you that Mr. Roisterer has been sentenced to the House of Correction again. I wonder if he will ever learn to behave. His brother, Mr. Polite, is so different from him, too. It does seem such a shame. But, of course, there must be one black sheep in the family. As I have begun to tell you some news, Mr. Like, I may as well tell you all I have heard. Do you remember Miss Better, who used to live with us? Well, that hussy is now an actress. She calls herself Miss Best now. She thinks that she has reached the highest summit in film fame that any person has ever attained. She always was conceited, any- way. I abhor talking about anyone, but don’t you think that Mr. Quite is getting rather weak? His relatives, Mr. Wholly and Mrs. Entirely, treat him so badly. He gets so confused that he doesn’t know where he belongs at times. But we mustn’t THE GOLDEN-ROD 17 stand here talking all day. I will see you again when I have more news to impart.” Then Miss Gossip sighed and left Mr. Like, with a feeling that she had done her duty. “Oh, that woman! She is just like her spinster sister, Miss Trouble. Forever gabbing away. Well, I guess we all have to stand it. But I must hurry now or they will give Mr. As my seat at the dinner table. They forget that I exist once in a while.” Hazel Daiilberg, F. ’28. JOHN DORE’S DECISION Vacation lime had come at last, “So,” said John Dorc, 'i'll away To the sweet quiet country, mid green fields and farms To rest me and also to play.” So packing his bag he gaily set forth 'Till he came to a farmer called Booth. “Say, Silas,’’ he called, “Pray what may I do, To partake of a long needed rest ’ncath your roof?” “Wai my boy.” quoth the farmer, “Your work will be light. You rise when I call you At dawn's first faint sight! You go to the cow barns And milk sixteen bossies, Then haste to the stables With oats for the hossiesT “And then, by crackic, when breakfast is done, Down to the meadows to help mow the hay. You then feed the chickens, you gather the eggs, And again after dinner—I say “ When you finish the mowing, There’s the garden to weed, And cut the asparagus A’forc it can seed! ' ”’ Your day's work then is over, The whole evening is yours. You must get to bed early. As each day brings its chores! “You’ll always sleep soundly On our best corn-cob bed And if the skects bother, Just cover your head.” “Well, thinking it over I feel.’’ said John Dorc “Instead of the country I’ll go to the shore.” M. MacBurnie, F. ’27. FOURTH PERIOD My mind is in a state of worry, As into 213 1 hurry; For there I’m greeted with a look That makes me hide behind a book. That teacher’s voice gives me a scare, And makes me long to grab the air. I never know what she’ll say next, So hurriedly I scan my text. But if I gave a theorem right— T’would make Miss Wilson’s hair turn white. And what a dreadful thing t’would be To have that mishap blamed on me. I never fail to come to grief, But in the bell I find relief. The worst is yet to come I say And it surely does the very next day. E. E. A, June, ’28. AFTERNOON SESSION My mind fn till a daze, As I wonder in a haze, What ever shall I do, Before the clock strikes two, To answer that bothersome question, How to skip afternoon session? It is so dreadfully unfair, To think of keeping me there. I wonder if she’d let me zcl If I but told her so As I can make up no false confession, Here goes for afternoon session. Catherine Smyth, F. ’29 THOMAS’ LOVE POEM I hate to think of the dark, old world This earth was every day Before I found your glowing love To chase the gloom away. Though thousands sought you too, dear, Your soul aflame and bright, God left you there for me, dear, The first electric light. Elvira L. Harlow, J ’27. 18 THE GOLDEN-ROD BRINGING UP FATHER THE PRISONER’S SONG Father put the kettle on. Father light the fire. Father go and chop some wood. And fix on that new tire. For we are going shopping, And while we arc away, “Just keep the home-fire burning,” You've a lot to do today. The roof is needing some repairs, The rain is coming through. The chair that’s in the kitchen Is needing fixing too. And don’t forget to feed the dog, Canary, and the cat, And remember overfeeding them Will make them rather fat. Now father, we will need some cash, You know you’re getting mean. This dress and hat I’m wearing now Are not fit to be seen Polly needs some stockings, Some shoes, and winter coat. Father gave a groan and You surely get my goat.’ Now father all you’ve got Is pay up and look happy Cj And please don’t keep us waiting. Step on it. make it snappy. ‘They’re off at last thank heaven!” And father gives a groan, As he proceeds to feed the cat. And give the dog a bone. He looks dolefully out of the window. And the thoughts that he dreamily weaves. Are thoughts of the day when the term expires, And the day when he freely leaves. The bell on the wall rings loudly. And he rises from his seat. He labors long and vigorously. Till at noon he stops to eat. A scanty luncheon it is he eats. For he has to wait in line. And he’s just beginning when the time is up And while working he cannot dine. At dusk the prisoners leave their work. And stagger home in pairs. And they’re guarded though they stumble thus, By officers on the stairs. Such is the life of a prisoner -- The bell on the wall riffgs his knell. The prisoner's only a high school boy. The school is his prison cell. W. McCoxarty. F. '28 A SUMMER’S NIGHT Bobixa Purdox. F. ’28 THE FLIGHT OF THE ROBINS One morning in the early fall, I heard a robin briskly call His fellow robins, to convene, Their plans to lay, to leave the scene Of their past summer’s busy life, Of work or play, perhaps of strife. In droves they came to the tall tree. At his command peremptory. They chattered noisily a while, Then seemed to form in rank and file, Then all at once appeared to rise. Like a black cloud to mount the skies And soar away to pleasant lands. Ere winter comes with icy hands. 'Tis hard to describe the sunset. With its wonderful golden light: Or tell of the fleeting minutes. In the soft sweet summer nigl J As the sun in its blaze of splendo Sinks slowly beyond the hill. Reflecting its glorious beauty. In the pond behind the mill. C ? We all have seen such pictures. And its beauty none can deny. But give me the quiet beauty Of the summer's midnight sky. The twinkling stars in the heaven. The soft cool breeze, newly bom. Which rustles the leaves in the hilltop. And dies away with the dawn. We love the golden sunshine. And glory in its light: But real beauty comes in the silver Of the moon on a summer's night. . Blaxche Savage, Feb. ’29. M. MacBurxie. F. '27. June, 1918 Edna Mellish is employed by B. A. Banks Company in Wollaston. Fcbisuarv, 1919 Gordon Batfks recently married Mir- I Goodspeed and works for the Federal i lil- Rescrve Bank. William Hodgkinson attends Norwich University. Marie C. Wood is teaching at the Montclair School. “Ding” Heap goes to Dartmouth. February, 1924 February, 1920 Herbert Fitton, graduate from vard, is now teaching at Loomis y, Connecticut, an exclusive prepara- tory school for boys' Edna Campbell, graduate from Wel- lesley College ’24£is teaching at the Lin- coln School in Providence, R. I. June, 1922 Mrs. Edwin Hayes, formerly Edith Miller, now resides at Malden, Mass. Ruth Martin goes to Keene Normal. Edward Neally has returned from an extensive trip in South America, and is now working for the Hen wood and Nor- wark Co., Boston. Frank Gould is employed by the Fred Rueping Leather Co., Boston. Priscilla Streeter is a senior at Welles- ley. Donald K. Mackay, graduated from Dartmouth, class ’26, with notable hon- ors, is at present studying law at Harvard. Dorothy Bruton, graduate from North Adams, is teaching at Gridley Bryant School. Bob Mowbray is working for Lee, Higginson Co. Harold MacLeod is a senior at North- eastern. Ernest B. Neal is working for his father in the insurance business. Wayne Belding is the Assistant Man- ager of Jordan Marsh Basement store. February, 1923 William Finn is attending St. John Seminary, Brighton, Mass. June, 1923 Bob Cliffe has been elected President of the senior class at Norwich University. James F. Keating has recently re- turned from his trip through South America. Bertram Barrows and Robert Douglas are both attending North Eastern.., Lawrence Smyth attends Tufts Col- lege. Stan wood Sweetser goes to. University of Pennsylvania. Helen Bahr is employed by the John Hancock Insurance Company. Maria Edmonston and William Atkin- son are juniors at Boston University. Ermanno Basik?fand Harry Blanchet are juniors at M. I. T. 20 THE GOLDEN-ROD Teel Kapper is taking a course in con- structional engineering at Northeastern University. Israel dayman, now a junior at Tufts, has won several scholarships. Grace Fleming has moved to California. Ted Guinan recently married Dorothy Johnson and they are making their home in New Jersey. Ralph Richardson is working for the First National Bank, Boston. John Young goes to Thayer Academy, owv. Ernest Yallce is a freshman at Cornell College.'j i Eliot Weil is a junior at Bowdoin. George Noble works for Fireman’s Fund Insurance Co., Boston. June, 1924 Lucy Howe is employed by Tileston and Hollingsworth as a private secretary. Virginia Wood is employed by S. H. Couch Co., as private secretary to Man- ager Morrison. February, 1925 Henry Russell attends Tufts College. Wade Shorter goes to M. I. T. Ted Trask, Fred Sprowl and John Kennedy work days, and evenings go to Northeastern. Bill Savory is manager of Winer’s Hardware Stores, Quincy and Weymouth. Bill Tarbox goes to the Institution of Technology. Gladvs Neal attends Keene Normal. N. H. ' Mabel Overlock is working for the Quincy Coal Co. Gunnar Gelotte is a sophomore at Har- vard. Henrietta Burroughs attends Vesper George Art School. Paul Littlefield goes to Bryant and Stratton. Robert Fay works at the Quincy Sav- ings Bank. Clair Saylor is married to Arthur Calcss, noted Boston musician, and is making her home at Allston. Barbara K’ingenhagen goes to Somer- ville Library School. Mary Darrah, freshman at Hyannis Normal, has been elected president of her class. June, 1925 Ruth Sawtelle is working for the Pa- triot Ledger. Charles Todd is a sophomore at North- eastern University. Frank Lowe is a freshman at B. U. Virginia Carville is a sophomore at Gertrude Fitton goes to Bryant and Stratton. Helmi Flink and Impi Koski are both sophomores at Fitchburg Normal. Edwin Milk, president cf his class, has gone to Bates College. James Ronald attends Northeastern University. Marylin Curry is working for Mass. General Hospital as a stenographer. Rita Neal goes to Keene Normal. New Hampshire. Edna Shea is a sophomore at Simmons. Alice Waite is a junior auConservatory of Music. She has received a scholar- ship and passed her exams, with high honors. John HofTertv and Francis to B. U. Theresa Balcom is engaged to Edgar Horton. Francis Hackett is working for the Quincy Gas Company. Rose Bruton attends North Adams. « “Si” Randell is married to Raymond Wagner. Readof go THE GOLDEN-ROD Ruth O’Malley and Barbara Walker attend B. U. t Rachel 1 Thomas has entered her second year at Alt. Holyoke College. Winifred Mullen is a senior at Keene Normal. Rex Kretchman and Win Cook are students at Thayer Academy. A Edith C a wine and Ethel Haunila and Geraldine Curran arc at Bridgewater Normal. j Eleanor D Luand Ethel Pierce have entered Wheaton College. Nancy Coffman is employed by the Metropolitan Life Insurance Company. Hazel Olsen is working for the Mount Wollaston Bank. 1 ■ Ted Commoss is attending Stone School in preparation for college. ' Esther Read goes to Boston Normal .Art____________ Helen Griffin is employed at City Hall. Gertrude Peterson has returned from an enjoyable trip abroad. Gladys Mu . is training at Quincy Hospital. Eva Goldner is working for H. P. Hood Co., in the office. Albert Parker is working for KiddefO Peabody Co., Brokers. Walter Peterson goes to Bentley School cf Accounting. Gladys Hager is employed by the John Hancock Insurance Company. Louise Harlow is a freshman at Emer- son College. Marion McMillan is working in the office of the Superintendent of Schools. Genevieve Monahan is training at the Quincy Hospital. Jean Morrison is working in Wollaston. Ruth Field and Ruth Nelson attend Burdett Business School. Qj [, , - Rafjj l Bvtnv is a freshman at Smith. Virginia 'Read is married to Francis Rich. Eleanor R sitv. attends Boston Univer- Adelaide Taylor is at Thayer Academy preparing for Skidmore. Mary Tower is employed by a lawyer in Quincy. Edward O’Hearn is at the New Eng- land Conservatory. Earle Beeman attends Lowell Techni- cal School. June, 1926 Nate Nichols, Jimmie Hayes, an Roger Fairclcugh are at Thaver Vcad- emy- «s jb John Claurejti is working for Talbot Clothing Stores. Porter Collins is a freshman at Bow- doin, and has been chosen for member- ship in Theta Delta Chi Fraternity. Evelyn Hanson is working for Quincy Ga£)Co. Hazel Amet attends Hyannis Normal where she has been chosen Secretary of her class. Gilbert Barstow attends Staunton Mili- tary Academy, Virginia. — Florenc Rauch attends Howard Semi- na rv. Annie Zelenk and Alice Farrell are training at Quincy Hospital. James Fancher and Peter Debes are employed in the Fore River Shipyard. Riama Crawford attends Radcliffe Col- lege. Lucy Marr and Agnes Olsen are at Boston University. Thelma McGibbon is working i Kresges. s Jr ______________________ Phoebe Lindbcrg is working in the Public Library. Irene Aho is working in Quincy. 22 THE GOLDEN-ROD Elsa Johnson goes to a Beauty Culture School. Emily Grant is working in the Korite Mills. ' Gladys Foley, Helen Hansom Beatrice. Thompson,and Marjorie Willrap feQ the John Hancock Insurance Co., Boston. Vivian Rhodes is employed by Mac- Kenzie and Foster Co., in Quincy. Elsa Rockland is a waitress at Ships Haven. Evelyn Stengel is working in a bank. Laura Anderson has entered Miss Wheelock’s Kindergarten School, Boston. Anna Chignola is at M . grictflture' Helen Demary and Doroth are taking post graduate courses at Quincy High School. THERE will EE A MEETinG- CFTHZ'BUS- SlSriR’ClfB IN RC6N oo at THE CIcsh CF Schccl. Any g al interested in taking catkz. ct a ;Hix_r afternoons ee ma. colons after 5CHCOL Most :a class ---i?IN VnORTH 2 23, WILL Tl DOP1LASE ■RETURN TO OFFICE. TCUND: VANfTYCASI WITH ivit als 2i. V.D.-ZTc.— - .ETC. ----- HOW EOTHEY THINK UP THOSE 'CWSSY'NOnCES? THE GOLDEN-ROD 23 School News September 8 The opening day of school we spent ic greater part of the time with Head- Vaster Collins in thedssemblyjfall. After tlA opening exercises by Mr. Collins, he reviewed and emphasized the rules and regulations of the school. Then all except the sophomores were dismissed. They remaineckin order to receive instruction in regard to the plan of the building and school workN •Al September 16 Our first football rallySwas held Sept. 16. First, we had the pleasure of hearing Captain “Dud” Foy assure us of his faith in the team and of a successful sea- son. Then, tag manager Nelson Cochrane read the schedule, which promises to be an interesting one with many hard bat- tles. Coach “Mitch” next delivered ans oration assuring us clean games, if not always successful. Roger Schultz spoke about the cross country team. The next speech was a plea for money by Mr Ganiev. He stated that little round discs were on sale for a quarter, and that every- one must support the team in spirit and finance. John Fuller then tried to “raise the roof” with cheers and the school song, to which the students responded vigor- ously, and the assembly was then brought to an enthusiastic finish. September 27 The college, normal, and tcch-gpupils of the junior and senior classes were called to the assembly hall. Mr. Collins then _spent the time discussing colleges, universities, and normal schools, in re- gard to their requirements, catalogues, fees, and the preparations necessary to enter them. He also told them about the college board examination and the fees required. October 7 Quincy High School has been fortunate this year in having its first dean for girls, Miss Baker of Arlington. Through her efforts the girls of the junior and senior classes have become acquainted with the sophomores, and girls new to Quincy High School, and have tried to make them feel at home. To further this ob- ject, the Big Sisters, as they are called, gave a “mixer party” Sept. 7. and invited their sophomores ana new girls. There were speeches by the president, Helen White. Miss Baker, Mr. Collins and Miss Brutonne. An entertainment followed which consisted of dances by Ruth Lints and Ethel Phinney, a piano solo by Mir- iam Cahoon, and a solo by Ruth Mc- Curdy. Games, candy' and cheers fol- lowed, and the party efided. (There were about five hundred girls present and a number of the faculty.) Those in charge .were Miss Baker; Helen White; Dorothy Djjim an, program committee, and Doro- thy Waite, game committee. October 8 The February ’27 class held a class meeting in the assembly hall. George LeCain, the president, opened the meet- ing and then turned the meeting over to Mr. Collins who gave them a talk on their future life, after they twill have grad- uated from Quincy High JGeorge LeCain then stated that a number of committees, consisting of Class Day, Class Song, Re ception, and Picture, must be chosen. The motion was made and seconded that the i'esident appoint these committees, and the meeting was adjourned. 24 THE GOLDEN-ROD Faculty The new school year has added sev- eral new teachers to the faculty of Quincy High School. Mr. Thomas Tooker, the new head of the Latin department, is a graduate of Colby College. He comes to us from the high schools and academies of Maine. Mr. Felix Cutler, who is taking Mr. Uphanrs place in the history dcparrmp_nr. is a graduate of Bates College. Previous- ly he taught in the Belmont and Win- chendon High Schools. Miss Eleanor Farrar, a former English teacher of Quincy High, returned for a short time, but resigned due to ill-health. Miss Virginia Rankin, who teaches English Histon , graduated from Tufts College. She comes to us from Middle- boro. Miss Mildred—Ordway, a member of thewCQmmercial e artment. has had most of her experience in Central Falls, Rhode Island. Miss Maud Wheeler, the new History teacher, graduated from Keene Normal and B. U., and has an A. M. degree from Cornell. She has taught in the Somer- ville High School, and the Brattleboro, Vermont. High School. Miss Louise Clark, wh -k taking Miss Wood’s place in the Latin d fTartment, is a graduate of Colby College. She has taught in the Junior High School for the last two years. Miss Josephine D. Baker, our new dean for girls, is the fulfillment of a long de- sired need, and every day she is proving that she is all we have wished for. She is a graduate of Welleslev and was for- merly a teacher oL Newton High. Miss Eleanor Bruton, who graduated from Posse Xissen, has charge of the Gym Apartment. Mr. Ernest Upham, our popular history teacher, has been made head of the His- ton department of the Senior and two Junior High Schools of New Britain, Conn., with a corps of thirty teachers un- der his supervision. Mr. Joseph Sanderson, formerly the head of the Latin department, is with the Page-Publishing Company of Boston, and makes his home in Roxburv. Miss-Marg ret Deitsch has left the English (bPpartment to become the wife of Mr. George Wheeler of Wollaston. Miss Elizabeth Freeman, who has been a histon teacher in Quincy High School for many years, is teaching at Wellfleet, on the Cape. Miss Leah Wood has left the Latin de- jbartment and is now traveling in Califor- nia. “The Tabula” We are glad to see another school print its commencement material. Your “All Time Baseball Team” was quite original. Our school compliments your artist for his fine work, which is exceptionally good. You have a most attractive magazine. “The Bishop College School” You have several pieces of material in your magazine which deserve mentioning. Your articles “The True Sportsman” and “The Measles” are very interesting. Your memorial, department headings, and pa- y]p tponism to your former class members v and teachers are all good. The art work in your magazine is very clever. Yours is a magazine to be proud of. “The Hutch-in Sun” We enjoyed your magazine very much. Your poets are worth keeping and “The School? an Interesting Talk by Dr. Augus- tine,” was good. “The Hebronite” A very well organized school paper. Your map first attracted our attention and in some way it seemed to make us fee! nearer to you. “Prexy’s Welcome” was fine. We think that in printing Mr. Dewitt’s words you have chosen a good interpretation of the grades. Your Alumni Editor deserves credit for making her section so interesting. Where are your stories and exchanges? “The Beverly Bee-Hive Buzzer” A very interesting paper for your first number. Keep up the good work. “The Monad” V fine magazine. Your stories are very good and your staff deserves credit for producing an edition of your paper so early in the fall. “The Echo” Your motto “Much in Little” is cer- tainly carried out in your last issue. You have a very worth while paper. Exchange Editor. It is the hope of the Golden-Rod Staff that readers of this magazine will substantially patronize advertisers who have so willingly contributed to its support. Buy from merchants who advertise in the Golden-Rod. FOOTBALL Newton 3—Quincy 0 Edmund Carey, manager of the Quincy High football team, has announced the following schedule for this season: Sept. 18—Quincy High vs. Newton High at New- ton Sept. 24—Quincy High vs. English High at Quincy Oct. 2—Quincy High vs. Melrose High at Mel- rose Oct. 9—Quincy High vs. Arlington High at Quincy Oct. 15—Quincy High vs. Jamaica Plain High at Quincy Oct. 22—Quincy High 2nd vs. Braintree High at Braintree Oct. 27—Quincy High 2nd vs. Newton High 2nd at Quincy Oct. 30—Quincy High vs. Natick High at Natick Nov. 6—Quincy High vs. St. Mary’s High at Quincy Nov. 13—Quincy High vs. Dean Academy 2nd at Quincy Nov. 20—Quincy High vs. Brockton High at Brockton The prospects of a banner season in football this year were considered good, as there were nine letter men, with a number of other experienced players on the squad. Every game has been well fought and exciting. This year’s team is as follows: Quincy High opened its football season by losing to Newton, Sept. 18, at Newton by a score of 3-0. It was one of the best and hardest fought games our team hais ever played with Newton. The wonderful stonewall defense of Coach Mitchell’s “Granite City” eleven held the “Garden City” eleven from scoring at least three times when in the danger zone. Our team at times displayed good drives, and it made substantial gains, but could not get within scoring distance. The only score was made in the last period when Spain of Newton dropped back and kicked the ball between the up- rights, scoring for Newton the three points by which they beat us. Among those who watched the game were Captain Clement Coady of the Harvard varsity eleven, and Charles Line- ham, the Harvard scout. Quincy High players appeared in their new jerseys, which are blue with white numbers, and their stockings, which are also blue with white stripes. Everyone who attended the game saw a good brand of football and went away satisfied. Boston English 10—Quincy 7 No. Player 1. Dud Foy, Capt. 2. Jack Sharkey 3. Eaton 4. Bert MacLeod 5. Freeman 6. Berman 7. Lynch 8. Carullo 9. Lc Cain 10. McDonald 11. Bob Smith 12. LaCroix 13. Joe Reardon 28 No. Player 14. Red Connors 15. Bill Rossing 16. Don Cameron 17 Stan MacLeod 19. Holmquist 20. Baxter 21. Sullivan 22. Bob Zottoli 23. Deehan 24. Ray McGrane 25. Dick Reynolds 26. Ebby Colligan 27. Crocker Call ( ' Quincy High lost its second game of this season by losing to Boston English on September 26th, at Pfaffman’s Qval. English High got the jump on Quincy and piled up ten points before Quincy could get started. After a few minutes intermission our team went bfck to fight. The first one of our teanw arp to rush the ball was put outS f-cgmmission tem- porarily, but was soon _pyt on his feet again by “Doc” Whiting. The fighting blood was then stirred, and with encour- Quincy High School Bradford Library THE GOLDEN-ROD 27 agcmcnt from the cheering section the ball was carried for a touchdown and the extra point added. The team as a whole played good foot- ball. There were, of course, a few breaks for both teams, which is usually the way in all games. English High received its break when a punt was fumbled and lost by Quincy, which proved fatal. Toward the end of the game Quincy High secured its break when English High fumbled and the ball was recovered by a Quincy play- er, which started a march for a touch- down. Both sides had a cheering section to help encourage the players to fight and win. Melrose 7—Quincy 0 Quincy High received its third defeat of the season from Melrose, October 2, at Melrose. Acting Captain McGrane won the toss and chose to kick off. After an exchange of punts Melrose gained possession of the ball in midfield and then with a couple of successful end runs put the ball on the 15-yard line. After a few unsuccessful attempts to dent Quincy’s line, a short pass from Sherman to Giovini carried the ball over for a touchdown. Peter, the Melrose quarterback, kicked the ball over for the extra point. Quincy again kicked off and with another exchange of punts the quarter ended. At the beginning of the second quarter Quincy recovered a fumble and after sev- eral successful off-tackle plays, attempted a drop kick which failed. In the third quarter neither side gained although Quincy kept the ball in Melrose territory. In the fourth quarter, with the ball on the 50-vard line, Quincy started a march down the field. A pass from Cameron to Reynolds netted a good gain. Then two more short passes from Cameron to Le- Cain brought the ball to the 15-vard line just as the game ended. Melrose—Giovini (Capt.), l.e.; More- head, l.t.; McKown, l.g.; McHugh, c.; Amazeen, r.g.; Means, Keating, O’Leary, r.t.; Pipe, Johnson, r.e.; Peter, q.b.; Sherman, r.h.b.; Simpson, Spadafora, l.h.b.; Delaney, f.b. Quincy—Smith, Zottoli, r.e.; Eaton, Crocker, r.t.; Freeman, Rossing, r.g.; Foy, Connors, c.; Sharkey, Berman, l.g.; Reynolds, Call, l.t.; S. MacLeod, LaCroix, he.; Cameron, q.b.; LeCain, B. MacLeod, r.h.b.; Reardon, Dcehan, l.h.b.; Mc- Grane, f.b. Quincy 13—Arlington 0 Quincy High won its first victory of the season by defeating the strong Arling- ton eleven at Pfaffman’s Oval on Satur- day, October 9th. The first quarter was mostly a period of exchanging punts. Carroll of Arling- ton got away for a gain of eight yards, but on the next play a bad pass nullified that gain and Arlington punted to Quincy. Dcehan carried the ball a few yards, then wisely punted. The rest of the quarter nothing of great excitement happened. In the second quarter Quincy rippedj?—Q off gains, varying from eight to ten yards, in a steady march down the field, and Le-__ Cain went over for a touchdown, Dcehan (J J then kicked the extra point. During the first part of the second half Quincy again started a march with Le- Cain featuring in a thirty-yard run. With the ball in the shadows of the Arlington goal posts, a forward pass was intercept- ed by an Arlington player, and the ball was then kicked to midfield. In the last quarter with the ball in Quincy’s possession, Deehan received a nasty gash under the right eye, but game- ly continued playing until he had carried across Quincy’s second touchdown. The kick for the extra point was blocked and the game soon ended. Jamaica Plain 7—Quincy 6 Quincy High lost a hard fought game by a small margin of one point to Jamaica Plain, Friday, October 15, at Pfaffman’s Oval. Blenue of Jamaica, who weighs about 28 THE GOLDEN-ROD 3 200 pounds, did the most rushing and gaining for the winners, while Bert Mac- Leod did the same for Quincy. In the first quarter a thirty-yard run by Blenus S a and a punt put the ball on Quincy’s goal line. Dechan then kicked the ball to mid- field where it stayed the rest of the period. The next quarter, with the good sup- port of the team, Blenus was able to carry the ball over for a touchdown. O’Keefe then kicked the ball for what proved to be the winning point. The following period the men of Mitch began to rally. A pass from Reardon to Bert MacLeod brought the ball up the field for twenty yards. A few more rushes with Bert MacLeod squirming beautifully and shaking off eager tacklers, consider- able yardage was gained. With the won- (J derful support of the team “Joe” Rear- 32 don carried the ball over for a touchdown. The extra point which was badly needed was lost when Reardon’s kick was hur- ried. in Braintree’s territory. However, just before the half ended another march was . started and with Holmquist and ClossonS—) carrying it alternately, the ball was ad- vanced to the Braintree eight-yard line, where Holmquist carried it over on an off-tackle play. The point after the touchdown was missed by Zanotti. Throughout the second half Quincy 2nd had considerable trouble stopping the Braintree captain, Hedland, who starred both on the defense and the offense. Quincy High 2nd—Sullivan, Morse, 1. e.; Carullo, l.t.; Zanotti, l.g.; Whitman, Sternberg, c.; Peterson, Antonelli, r.g.; Calyon r.t.: Bccman. Chu£l£aso� r.e.; Griffin, Closson, q.b.; Holmquist, Hoyle, l.h.b.; Closson, Hazberg r.h.b.; Capt. Baxter, Hart, f.b. Braintree High—William, Thomas, r. e.; Faranette, r.t.; Davis, Peck, r.g.; Beauregard, c.; Childs, Peterson, l.g.; Plummer, Thomas, l.t.; Luona, Burch, 1. e.; Ramquist, q.b.; Bain, Dexter, r.h.b.; Hurst, Collins, l.h.b.; Hedlund, f.b. Jamaica Plain—Condon, Colbert, l.t.; Holmquist, Heggie, l.g.; Cop, O’Brien, c.; Hilly, Kelly, r.g.; Stenson, r.t.; Sprague, r.e.; O’Keefe, q.b.; Sullivan, Pent, l.h.b.; Keyes, r.h.b.; Blenus, f.b. Quincy High—Zottoli, Smith, r.e.; Eaton, Crocker, r.t.; Freeman, Rossing, r.g.; Foy, Connors, c.; Sharkey, l.g.; Rey- nolds, Call, l.t.; S. MacLeod, l.e.; LeCain, q.b; B. MacLeod, r.h.b.; Dcehan, Rear- don, l.h.b.; McDonald, McGrane, Baxter, f.b. Quincy 2nd 6—Braintree 0 The first game of the year for the Quincy High 2nd team resulted in a vic- tory. The team deserves much credit for its work. Quincy 2nd started out by making a determined march, only to lose the ball Quincy 2nd 7—Newton 2nd 0 The Quincy 2nd team defeated the Newton second at Pfaffman’s Oval, there- by keeping up their good record. Our team was especially strong on off- tackle plays with Holmquist carrying the ball usually. The team had so much fight that most of the Newton plays were stopped before the runner got underway. The touchdown was scored by Holm- quist after a brilliant twenty-yard run. The point was kicked by Zanotti. Others who starred for Quincy were Morse, left end; Hoyle, half back, who intercepted two long forwards, and Captain Baxter. The Quincy goal line was never in dan- ger, whereas Newton’s goal line was with- in reach most of the time. THE GOLDEN-ROD 29 FIELD HOCKEY TEAM A new girls' athletic team has made its appearance at Quincy High School. This call for field hockey candidates was re- sponded to enthusiastically by junior and senior girls. The first practice of the chosen team was held Friday, October 22, at EaxonTSeld. A demonstration game was staged by the girls of Posse- Nissen the week previous. The members of the first team arc: Misses Eleanor Philbrick, Lucille Mur- phy, Barbara Lessen, Isabella Smith, Isa- dora Smith, Natalie Whittam, Dora Pal- mer, Jean Harper, Viola Van Hatten, Eleanor Murray, Mary Widlund, Ruth Anderson, Margaret Zinck, Muriel Todd, Marjorie Moles, Dorothy Bishop, Jessie Campbell, Dorothy Dinegan and Clara Shea. The team is coached by Miss Eleanor Bruton, instructor{6Q ymnastics for girls at the school. TRACK The track team made a decisive rise at the Weymouth K. of C. barbecue. Seven out of ten silver cups were awarded to the winners and runner-up of each event. The winners of the cups from Quincy High were as follows: Wayne in the 100-yard dash; Baltzer and Shultz in the mile run; Chapman in the broad jump; Crofts and Chapman in the high jump; and the relay team, Daley, Wood, -Platner and Wayne. The track team under the coaching of Mr. Wilson, who has had a track career himself, has put the team into wonderful form. With the promising material Quincy High has a fair chance for the state cup. The track team, despite the absence of Wayne and Chapman, scored six points at the Intcrscholastic Track Meet at the Brockton Fair. THE OY WfTH THE REt SWEATED AND OREEN TIE., COME RlG-HT 03ACK HERE im WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU’RE GOINO , YOUNG MAN ? -? ,TS5 30 THE GOLDEN-ROD Smyth placed fourth in the 10G«yard dash. Daly and Savles occupied third and fourth respectively in the 300-yard race. The relay team, consisting of Wood, Shultz, Dunphy, and Platner lost to Brockton, but defeated Medford. The anchor man of Brockton was too fast for our anchor man. Stoneham vs. Quincy Quincy’s cross-country team, headed by Captain Shultz, scored a decisive vic- tory over the strong Stoneham team of harriers on Saturday, Oct. 2, covering a two and one-half mile course at Merry- mount. Our half-mile star, Russell Chap- man, broke the tape in 13m 30s£ fol- lowed by Baltzer, Capt. Shultz and Gil- man, respectively. The mosj uistinctive “blow up” of the meet was Capt. Chase of Stoneham. Expecting to set the pace, he proved rather a disappointment by fin- ishing eighth. tiated a two and one-half mile course. Captain Shultz, setting the pace, covered the distance in 13 minutes. 44 4C.c.Qnd$. Merrill of Arlington finished second, cross- ing the line in 13 minutes, 46 seconds. The score was Arlington 27; Quincy 32. Summary: Shultz 'Q■ 13 min. 44 sec. Merrill A. 13 min. 46 sec. Baltzer Q. 13 min. 49 sec. Jan 6s Kelly A. 13 min. 51 sec. Gilman Q. 13 min. 53 sec. John Kelly A. 13 min. 56 sec. Hilliard A. 14 min. 2 sec. Me Phce A. 14 min. 7 sec. O’Neil A. 14 min. 11 sec. Meckan A. 14 min. 36 sec. Scott Q. 14 min. 37 sec. Bell Q. 14 min. 55 sec. Forrest A. 14 min. 56 sec. McKenzie Q. 14 min. 59 sec. Quincy vs. Worcester Academy Summary: Chapman 0. 13 min. 30 sec. Baltzer Q. 13 min. 31 sec. Shultz (Capt.) Q. 13 min. 33 sec. Gilman Q. 13 min. 34 sec. Peterson S. 13 min. 54 sec. Scott Q. 14 min. 1 sec. Anderson S. 14 min. 23 sec. Chase (Capt.) S. 14 min. 32 sec. Bell Q. 14 min. 30 sec. Thompson S. 14 min. 51 sec. Melville 0. 14 min. 52 sec. Foss s. 15 min. 4 sec. Kinsmen Q. 15 min. 7 sec. Lamson s. 15 min. 16 sec. Jacobs Q. 15 min. 18 sec. Our fine cross-country team raised its reputation by defeating Worcester Acad- emy at Worcester, so that it is being con- sidered a fine chance of placing high in the Harvard Interscholastics. The winner was Svenson of Worcester, followed by Cheney, his teammaler who succeeded in beating Baltzer of Quincy by about a yard. Summary: Svenson W. 19.05 1 5 Cheney W. 19.06 Baltzer Q. 19.06 3 5 Gilman Q. 19.08 Scott Q. 19.12 Arlington vs. Quincy The cross-country team was defeated by Arlington High School Saturday, Oct. 15. The race started anei ended at Pfaff- man’s Oval after the runners had nego- The other competitors finished as fol- lows: McKenzie, Q; Chapman, Q; Carle, W; Dunning, W; Bell, Q; Hughes, ; Melville, Q; Jacobs, Q; Shultz, Q; Kins- men, Q; Chandler, Q; Whitehouse, Q. §cm§ 30738 5ome of THOSE 5ophomob.es THE ONE WHO V'ROTE THE 'EfUSONeRS SOJV MUiT HAVE VISITED Q.H.S- THOSE jerseys GIVE ONE, THE BLUES — Xg -- lT‘S R16HT ON THE TIP OT ■MY TONGUE ? VT I J V T CHHTJQXPHE65 IT. 1-ET ME THU TIV or YOOT TONGOfi'! (!•---------- - —ill 0. H. S. sophomore, on arriving home day of football rally:—“Say, the Newton letter men have been out practicing two weeks or more.” Her Mother:—“Who delivered the mail?” Miss Eckhart—“Now, class, this is a summary of the other eleven chapters, where Cicero considers it a waste of breath to talk to Catiline.” Bud Deehan—“He should have said that at the beginning of the first chapter.” Miss Nead—“It is quality, not quan- tity, that counts in this work.” Bright Pupil—“I did two sentences out of ten, why didn’t I get an E?” Miss Wheeler—“Explain the Alabama Duel.” Helen (a senior)—“One commander challenged the other to a boat duel on neutral land.” Miss Giles—“Use the word major in a sentence.” Junior—“I’m sorry I major cry.” Miss Tuthill—“What instrument is that?” Grossman—“A Pickalili.” Teacher—“Robert, give a sentence with the word Valencia in it.” “Bob” Smith—“If Valencia a dime, would you give it back to me?” Miss Kelsey (calling on a pupil to re- cite)—“Thomas, stand on both feet and give your seat a rest.” Dick Reynolds: (coming into Room 311)—“Good morning, Miss Gallagher.’ Miss G.—“Good morning, Dick, how are you feeling?” D. R.—“Like a stove.” Miss G.—“How’s that?” D. R.—“Grate!” Miss Dawson—“What animal makes the nearest approach to man?” “Don” Cameron—“Mosquito.” Mr. Wilson—“Well, late as usual, Ed- monston.” Editions ton—“No, later.” Mr. Thomas: (explaining chemistry) —“When there is a snowstorm, there is a white, snow-like substance called snow.” It’s With Us Again !! Miss Dawes—“How does it happen that you’ve spelled banana wrong again?” Fat Freeman—“Oh, did I slip up on that?” According to a writer, nothing is lost by being polite. How about a seat in a st.eet car? The Beginner The difference between learning to drive a car and learning to play golf is that in one case you hit everything and in the other you hit nothing. The absent-minded professor who shaved the cat and kicked himself in the face. Red Plainer—“You look like two cents.” “Jawn” Martin—“Well, I don’t see any dollar signs on you, either.” Miss Thompson—“What would your father pay if he owed the baker $12.65, the butcher $10.49, the milkman-” Soph.—“Nothing. He’d move.” PACKARD MOTOR CARS SALES Am SERVICE Reliable Repair Work on all makes of Cars MacMulkin - MacLeod MOTOR SALES COMPANY 15 SCHOOL STREET - QUINCY HUM PHRFY Heat in a hurry for sudden cold spells The surest, cleanest, cheapest way to get abundant warmth any hour of the day or night at a moment’s notice is a RADIANTF1RE CITIZENS GAS LIGHT CO. 7 Granite St. Quincy Tel. Granite 0818 SERVICEABLE SHOES FOR THE HIGH SCHOOL BOYS These Shoes are made of Genuine Leather All of them are right up to the Latest Styles - in Light Tan or Black Our Special $3.95 i FARNUM t ♦ ♦ Shoes : $4.95 Selz $6 Shoes REMICK’S THE SAFE STORE QUINCY 34 THE GOLDEN-ROD Mr. Collins—“You’re taking five sub- jects now, and playing football every af- ternoon till six o’clock. How do you get your home work, Joe?” “Joe” Reardon: (cautiously)—“I give up—how ?” Mr. Cutler—“For what is Switzerland famous?” Paul Reardon—“Swiss cheese.” Mr. C.—“Oh, something grander, more impressive.” P. R.—“Limberger.” Those who enjoy walking might try riding in “Bud” Dechan’s flivver. Stranger at School—“What arc those girls doing who are sitting on the library steps ?” Pupil—“Outside reading.” Sweet young Soph: (her first recess at Q. H. S.)—“Oh, I’m just dying to taste some of that track meat I’ve heard so much about.” Neil Eaton—“Do you say prayers every night, Jim?” Sharkey—“Naw, I like to take a chance now and then.” Cochrane: (trying to say “the whole night” in French)—“Toute—er toute—,” long pause. Carey—“Go on, you’ve got the right of way.” Miss Crockett—“If you have two ap- ples and want to divide them between seven fellows, how would you do it?” Zottoli—“Aw, applesauce.” Thomas Cummings, tall and slender, was putting a geometry proposition on the board. Miss Wilson—“Cummings, stand aside, that we may see your figure better.” Miss Dawes—“Do you study Latin, Foy?” “Dud” Foy—“Well—take it.” What Would Happen If: Joe Reardon didn’t smile? • Frank Irwin played football? Miss Kelsey didn’t keep us after school ? Quincy High beat Newton? We had no homework? “Bob” Murphy got thin? John Craig spoke to a girl? Mary Griffin forgot her lunch? A credit wasn’t given for gym or chorus? Miss Howes started the chorus singing modern songs? Tardy slips weren’t necessary? “Chet” Mannffifcn was rugged? The Fuller twins wore long pants: “Dick” Reynolds’ Essex wouldn’t run? There weren’t any traffic cops in the corridors ? There was no ice cream at recess? Buell Fuller forgot his “Line” in his- tory ? The Brockton game was called off: .Miss Crockett: (having in mind the ----of Ka loe)—“And what was Silas Marner’s business?” Lubarsky: (confidently)—“He was a spinster.” Gordon Peterson—“Nous ecrivez.” Miss Howe—“No, no. what are you thinking of?” G. 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