Reading Memorial High School - Pioneer Yearbook (Reading, MA)

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The Pioneer ETTA DOYLE—“The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good.” HENRY MULLARKY—“ ’Tis not wit merely, but a temper which must form the wellbred man.” GERTRUDE GRANFIELD—“Do you not know I am a woman? When I think I must speak.’ EDITH BUCKLE— “There was a young lady said “Why Can’t I look in my ear with my eye? If I FMt my mind to it I’m sure I can do it You never can tell till you try.” ARTHUR BATCHELDER—“Love is blind, and lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves com¬ mit.” RACHEL SMITH— “Heart on her lips and soul witliTi her eyes, Soft as her clime and sunny as her skies.” BERTHA LEE—“Simplicity, of all things, is the hardest to be copied.” AGNES CONNELLY— “Not only good and kind. But strong and elevated was her mind.” MARY CULLINANE— “By the kindness of her ways She made sweet the sourest days.” DONALD RAMSAY— “Some hae meat that canna eat. And some wad eat that want it; But we hae meat and we can eat, Sae let the Lord be thankit.” BELLA MUSE— “Well spelled was shee in needle¬ work Egyptian shee could speak. Could manufacture griddle oakes And jest in ancient Greek (?)” ELLEN McGARRY—“One of these who win our hearts by show of sympathy.” FRANCIiS JOHNSON—“Just for a handful of silver he left us.” SUMNER WHITTIER— “Strange to the world he wore a bashful look. The fields, his study: Nature was his book.” ANNIE DAVIS—“A merry hea t goes all the day.” JOSEPH QUINLAN—“He can write and read and cast accompt. 0 monstrous! ” JENNIE PARKER—“Bonnie brown eyes are the eyes for me.’ MARION PERRY—“For she v as jes’ the quiet kind whose natures never vary.” DOTTY H0D30N—“Love me little; love me long.” LEONARD BARTLETT— “A kind and gentle heart he had To comfort friends and foes.” JOHN O’BRIEN—“As man; false min; smiling, desTnictive irj-n.” NELSON V ESTON—“Hunt half a cay fer a forgotten dream.” HAEEL WILCOX— “Cr light, or dark, or short, or tall, She sets a springe to snare them all: All’s one to her—.above her fan She’d make sweet eves at Calitan.” ASUNTA MICHELINI—“And both were young and one w ' s beautiful.’ ' THE! EDITORS—“Work, Work, Work.” CLASS OF ’07—“Let them freely feast, sing and dance, ha ' e their puppet plays, hobby hcr.-es, tabors, crowds, bagpipes, etc.; play at ball, and barley-breaks, and wbat sports and recreat’ ' ons they like brst.” CLASS OF ’08—“0, r:re the head piece if but brains were there.” CLASS OF ’09—“iSo wise, so ycung! not a vanitv is given in vain ” CLASS OF ’10—“All eye, all ear.” ENGLISH IV. A.—“Oh let me sleep, and do not wake me yet.” EPILOGUE. “And now, gentlemen. PAX VOBIS- CUM as the ass said to the cab¬ bages.” “Now I lay me down to rest For tomorrow’s awful test, If I die before I wake. Heaven be praised, no test I’ll take.’ TO.

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The Pioneer QUOTATIONS. PROLOGUE. “The time has come,” the Walrus said; “To talk of many things, Of shoes and ships and sealing wax Of cabbages and kings. And why the sea is full of salt And whether pigs have wings.” SCHOOL COMMITTEE—“No reason ask, onr reason is our will.” Mr. WATKINS—“On you, my lord, in anxious fear, I wait.” MR. REDDEN—“Wit new and then, struck sharply, show ' s a spark.” MISS CLAPP—“To raise the thought and touch the heart be, thine.” MISS ABBOTT—“I shall in all my best obey you madam.” MISS GROVER—“Her smile is hope her frowni despair.” MISS RAND—“The tuneful voice, the eye that spoke the mind.” MISS SMITH— “Satire’s my w ' eapon but I’m too dis¬ creet To ran amuck and tilt at all I meet ” MISS GORDON—“A smile that glow ' ed Celestial rosy red.” MR. MAXWELL—“I taught thee how ' to pour in song.” MISS PARKER— “O’er nature’s form to glance the eye And fix by mimic light and shade Her morning tinges ere they fiy— Her evening blushes ' ere they fade.” MISiS LERNER—“The world knew ' s only two, that’s Rome and I.” MISS WIER—“The pow ' er of thought —the magic of the mind.” MISS COOMBS--“Smcoth runs the water where the brook is deep. POUIS EISENHAURE—“From his cradle he was a scholar and a ripe and good one.” VdO ' LET ROEpNISON-dEvory -ecitor of new ' Sipapers pays tribute to the devil.” t BNEVIEVE BOSSON—“And mis¬ tress of herself though China fall.” MEILEN STEWART—“I chatter, chat¬ ter, as I go.” BERNICE BATCHELDER—“Why so pale and wan, fond lover. Prithee wTiy so pale?’ HOLLIS MARSHALL “See me, how calm I am.” ARTHUR WINSHIP—“Struck blind with beauty! Shot by a w ' oman’s smile.” IRVING AUSTIN—“The man who blushes is not quite a brute.” CARRIE UPTON— “There ain’t no use that I can see In all this fuss and fiurry; This world belongs to God and me And I can let Him wmrry.” MARION WALSH— “Our Marion’s a salad, for in her we see Oil, vinegar, sugar, and saltness agree.” LEAL IA JONES— “A maiden never bold of spirit; So still and quiet that her very motion Blushed at herself.” CLARE KILLAM— ‘ Their smiles and censures are to me the same; I care not what they praise or what they blame.” MALCOLM BUCK— “No lean, cadaverous youth w ' as he. But ninth and joy and jollity Beamed from his face, awiiile dull care Knocked at his heart, finding no en¬ trance there.” WILLIAM ESTERB teRCx—“He could play the fool rarely; and to do that requires some little wit.” ETHEL and FLORENCE TURNER— “Behold 3 ' on pair in strict embraces joined How like in manners and how like in mind.” TIMOTHY CANTY— “Perhaps you may ask if the man was a miser: I answ ' er no, no, for he always was wiser. Too courteous perhaps or obliging¬ ly fiat. His very worst foe can’t accuse him of that.”

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The Pioneer JUST BIRDS. On the Fourth of July the eagle will scream, Symbolical he of the free; Ere I run out of ink I’ll convince you I think, There’s a bird that is nobler than he. Next, as a bird, comes the staid old hen. Whose life is a round of woe. If you feed her on yeast cakes to raise the eggs. In winter you’ll raise the dough. The quail, next in line, if in season, is fine. Though you’ll find that of these there’s no host; When you ask your best girl to go with you to dine. And she orders the small bird on toast. There’s a knowing black bird that you all must have heard. He is not the best bird ever was, We know not the reason just why he should live. But there could be no crows without “caws.” You all must have heard of the Thanksgiving bird.. Oft of him you have been a partaker. After cleaning your dish how often you wish. For some ginger from far off Jamaica. The Vulture you’ll find very careless of diet. Eats any old thing without stopping to fry it, Eats bottles and can openers, old win¬ dow-screens. But wisely abstains from canned Bos¬ ton Baked Beans. These are some of the birds And they each have their place, I could name many more, But 1 have not the space, There’s a bird to my mind, Who surpasses them all. He is not very large. But exceedingly tall. Some birds fly by day. And some fly by night. This bird only flies when he thinks it is right. He is here in the winter. He’s here in the fall. In the summer he’s here. He can’t leave us at all. He comes any day at any old time. In any old weather, in any old dine. When the birds see him coming. They take to the woods. For the stork is the bird that delivers the goods. “No, my child, harpies did not wan¬ der around singing ballads. ’Twas harpers. But I see you have been lis¬ tening to the Junior Latin class. Ye baskets on ye desks, “My paper’s out so nearly.” Alas, ’tis ever thus. “To push a High school paper Is very little fun. Not even tho’ the pushers Could get a little ‘mon.’ ” ’ 10 . Botany Teacher—“What is a willow catkin?” Bright Freshman—“An old pussy.” ’ 10 . BY A LATIN GRIND. “All are dead who wrote it: All are dead who spoke it: All must die who learn it: Welcome death! they earn it.” ’ 10 .