Quincy High School - Goldenrod Yearbook (Quincy, MA)

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HAIR! HAIR! ENOUGH OF THIS Why do they do it? Why must every girl in the school make her repairs so openly? Not that we object to the powder, or the rouge, or the lipstick (there are more unpleasant things than lipstick)—but why must they comb their hair in the public eye? You may take that literally, if you like. Coiffeur coddling is not confined to study periods, either; nothing is so calculated to infuriate an ordinarily mild teacher (bless her heart) as to see a girl, mirror propped up against a pocketbook, agitating her topknot instead of soaking up those words of wisdom. It isn’t safe to sit behind one of these wild women! A hair in the head is worth almost any number in the mouth. And that brings us to the cafeteria. Of course, combing there doesn’t annoy the boys so much, since they don’t have to eat at the same tables, but being entirely unselfish and public-spirited we’ll complain anyway. At least the girls should give the girls a little consideration. Teachers and students, unite! Have done with this menace forever! Even the males that are slow on the uptake suspect that you girls do it for their benefit, but take our word for it. they don't care if a hair is out of place as long as it remains attached to your heads, and honestly, they wish you’d quit it. LAURELS Congratulations to the staff of the Q-Hi-News! They have done a fine job of bringing a newspaper to life, which is no simple task. Much more important, they have kept it alive by printing honest, interesting news. The News has definitely demonstrated its importance. Despite the handicap of a late start, the paper has developed quickly and smoothly. There is no doubt in anyone’s mind as to its popularity. In fact, all signs point to a brilliant future. Again, congratulations and good luck! MORE LAURELS Since we are on the subject of successful publications, might we be permitted to give ourselves a little credit? In the last Columbia Scholastic Press Association Contest, we were rated a first-class magazine in the 1500- 2500 enrollment group. Only one other magazine was accorded first place, and only two rated “Medalist ; thus we are proud at finding ourselves among the first four. We thought we’d let you know. ■.page Six

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Table of Contents Page Editorials --------- Fang of the Wolf—A Radio Drama - by Roy Hutchins, ’39 - - - - 7 Poems .-...-----11 The Rookie Grappler—by Maurice Battista, '40 - - - 14 Out of Our Census - - - - - - - - 1”» Oops, My Dear—by Marjorie Hawco, ’40 - - - - It» You Can’t Win—by lx o Dempsey, ’39 and .... Francis McMillen, 40 - - - 17 What I Will Remember—A (Questionnaire - - - - 18 Ears—by Arthur Granville, ’39.............................19 Quincy Hi-Lites—Cartoons by John Seamans, ’39 and Del Antoine, ’40 - 20 Poems ....-.----21 It Did Happen Here—School News - - - - - 24 Sports....................................................30 Alumni .....-----35 Senior Class Ollieors—Drawn by Walter Gustafson, '39 - - 30 Senior Pictures 37

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FANG OF THE WOLF A Radio Script by Roy Hutchins, ’39 A Murderer Thought He Was Safe—Until His Victim Returned THEME Announcer: The National Broadcasting Company presents the third in its series of “Unexplained Deaths”. Tonight’s story, “Fang of the Wolf”, con- cerns Peter Adams, explorer and adventurer. In the year 1925, on the vast, barren steppes of Russia, Peter Adams was riding in a horse-drawn sled with an acquaintance, John Lane, a fellow adventurer and dabbler in the occult. It was night; the light of a full moon turned the snow to silver; (fading) and Peter's pulses raced to the rhythmic beat of the horses’ hoofs. MUSIC: RUSSIAN SLEIGHING SONG; FADE TO: BIZ FADE IN SOUND OF HORSE TROTTING AND SLEIGH BELLS, THEN DOWN TO BACKGROUND. Peter (on cue): It’s a beautiful night; so peaceful and calm here on the stepj es. BIZ: HOWL OF WOLF IN DISTANCE. John : You know, Peter, that howl reminds me of India and the Himalayas. Peter: You studied magic and the occult there, didn’t you, John? John: Yes, magic always fascinated me. I’m on my way now to Sil eria. There’s an old monastery hidden in the mountains there, and certain papers I’ve found lead me to l elieve that the secret of eternal life is in a vault some- where in the place. BIZ: WOLF HOWL, NEARER. ANSWERED. Peter : I hope those fellows don’t come any closer. I left my gun at the inn. John: So did I—and they sound hungry. BIZ: HOWLING, NEARER. Peter (nervously): We’d better get back to town.—Get up, there! BIZ: HORSE CHANGES TO GALLOP. WOLF PACK CONTIN- UOUS IN BACKGROUND. John: The natives around here tell of a huge gray wolf with only one fang, who roams with his pack when the moon’s full.—(pause) Of course, it’s just an old wives’ tale. BIZ: PACK CLOSER; BRING UP GRADUALLY THROUGH REST OF SCENE. Peter: The moon’s full tonight, (crack of whip) Get up! BIZ: FASTER GALLOP. Peter: See if you can see them, John. John: (tensely) They’re just coming over the hill back there (pause, then startled) Peter! There’s a huge gray wolf leading them! Peter: (nervously) We can’t go any faster, John, the sled’s too heavy. Throw out those blankets, they may stop to tear them up. (pause) John: (fast, excited) They’re only a few yards behind; they’ll have us in a minute! (slower, with emphasis) Peter, the leader has-only-one-fang! BIZ indicates sound effects. Sergw= ■ - ■ - T........- - =