Reading Memorial High School - Pioneer Yearbook (Reading, MA)
- Class of 1916
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READING MASSACHUSETTS MAY NUMBER 1916  ⺠... haberdasher ... MENâS AND BOVS 7 CLOTHIER Hats and Caps, Holeproof Hosiery for Men, Women and Children EMERSON SHOE for Men and Boys Typewriters Rented FRED F. SMITH âWHOLESALE AND RETAIL DEALER INâ Choice Family Groceries, Meat, Fish AND PROVISIONS FLOUR, HAY, GRAIN AND STRAW LIME, BRICK, CEMENT, SEWER PIPE G. H. ATKINSON CO. Telephone 7 WHOLESALE AND RETAIL The Price You Pay for Flour is not always an indication of quality. But when the brand of flour is REGENT that indicates Quality WALLACE... HIGH GRADE TEAS AND COFFEES . . . 189 MAIN STREET, READING Ground Gripper Shoes Made by E. W. Burt Co. Cures Fallen Arches without the use of arch supports of any kind. We are sole agents in Reading HALL MACFARLAND FIRST NATIONAL BANK Reading, Mass. CAPITAL $50,000.00 RESOURCES $500,000.00 SAFE DEPOSIT BOXES SAVINGS DEPARTMENT Your Business Respectfully Solicited Graduation Offerings 7i in. White Buck, Lace Boot with white soles and heels WALKOVER OXFORDS FOR GRADUATION Complete Line of Furnishings PRICES RIGHT Chase Finnegan ON THE SQUARE THE READING CHRONICLE We have one of the Best Equipped Job Printing Plants Anywhere Major League Work âCOMPLIMENTS OFâ â˘âCLEMâ GLEASON THE LATEST MODELS IN .. Dress Shoes.. Moderate Prices A. D. GORDON Bancroftâs Shoe Store READING, MASS. Wendell Bancroft Co. Coal and Lumber Telephone 126 H. O. COPELAND CO. Staple and Fancy Dry Goods MEN ' S FURNISHINGS Agents for McCall Patterns and PubliÂŹ cations Reading Square ...ART SHOP... KODAKS And Camera Supplies- Stamping and Embroideries Home Cooked Food Served M. F. CHARLES Watches, Clocks and Jewelry Sold, Cleaned and Repaired 188 Main Street . . Reading, Mass. Get a first class HAIR CUT AND SHAVE â ATâ W HELD ON ' S BARBER SHOP 69 Haven St. OSTEOPATHY DR, ERNEST A. FESSENDEN REGISTERED PHYSICIAN 35 Avon St. Wakefield, Mass. Tel. 561-W Walter K. Badger Real Estate and Insurance of all Kinds JUSTICE OF THE PEACE READING SQUARE YOUâRE NEXT AT PAUL SEIFERTS Tonsorial Rooms Reading Sq. Electric Massage with Rogersâ Violet Rays READING, MASS. HARRY P. BOSSON ... Insurance... ALL KINDS OF FRESH FISH IN THEIR SEASON OYSTERS, CLAMS, SCALLOPS FRESH BOILED LOBSTER .... Rockport Fish Market TELEPHONE 76 A Penny Saved is More than a Penny Earned The older you are and the more pay you get, the harder to begin, so commence now. If you put $1.00 a month in the -READING CO-OPERATIVE BANK- it will be $200 in twelve years READING SQUARE BEST PHOTOPLAY FEATURES Burton Holmes Travels Keystone Comedies Evenings at 7.45 Except Saturday 2 shows Sat., 7 and 8.30 MATINEE THURSDAY AND SATURDAY AT 2.30 uJlu v pnttm Published four times a year by the pupils of the Reading High School. Entered as second class matter January 14, 1913, at the Post Office, Reading, Mass., under the act of March 3, 1879. MAY NUMBER, 1916 VOL. XXIV TEN CENTS A COPY no. 3 Utarh of iEMtora Editor-in-Chief Grace J. OâKelly Business Managers Ernest MacDougall, â17 Kilburn Holt, T7 Stewart Tuttle, â17 Sporting Editor Chesley Stevens, â16 Advisory Editors Miss Helen Abbott Miss Frances Brooks Alumni Editor Helen Bailey, â15 Associate Editors Hilda Symonds, â16 Marion Gillingham, â17 Leland Graff, â16 Dwight Gray , â17 Mildred Partelow, â18 Radcliffe Oxley, â17 Francis Shepardson, â18 Doris Mackenzie, â19 Oh for a booke and a shadie nook Either in doors or out; With the grene leaves whispâring overhead. Or the streete cryes all about. Where I may reade all at my ease, Both of the new and old; For a jollie goode booke whereon to looke Is better to me than golde. âOld English Song Page Six The Pioneer EDI TORI ALS Special interest is awakened lately on the subject of pride in our grounds, public as well as private. This subÂŹ ject is a very appropriate one owing to the time of the year and âclean-upâ week. Many towns and cities set aside a special week called clean-up week. Let the pupils of Reading High School take especial pride in the grounds of the school as well as their homes and be careful in crossing the lawns and making âshort-cuts.â If this is kept in mind constantly the grass will soon grow up in those paths. Care should be taken in dropping papers on the grounds. Reading is one of the cleanÂŹ est towns and let each one of us help to keep it so. Man must give expression to that which is within him. He must have a satisfying outlet for his thoughts and ideas. He must show himself. Therefore, it was not by any studied method or artificial effort that the esÂŹ say was produced. It materialized of itself, for it is in the essay that we see the man. The substance of his stories, his poems, his argumentative creations may be borrowed, put on, forced and entirely apart from the true man; but in his essay we find his reaÂŹ sonings, his opinions, his likes and dislikes, his inner self. And so it happens that we have as . many different kinds of essays as there are different kinds of men. All I essays must have but this in common: they must be sincere, unreserved and unconventional. We have the humorÂŹ ous essay, bubbling up clear and fresh from the mind of the man who does not care to mutilate his humor in atÂŹ tempting to satisfy the restrictions of other forms of literature. He writes it just as it comesâenjoyable, and in the truest sense, his own. We have the thoughtful, stately essay, carefully preÂŹ pared by the man who is naturally a deep and logical thinker. We have the original and ingenious essay, from the man with a quick mind and a keen perception. And again, just as the way men think is influenced by the cusÂŹ toms and environment of their day, so The Pioneer Page Seven we have the balanced sentences and the five and six syllable words in the essays of those men who looked to Bacon or Taylor or Johnson as their patterns; and we have the lighter and easier trend in the most of the magaÂŹ zine essays of today. Essays, then, should be read, studÂŹ ied and written as though they were printed representations of menâs minds. One should read an essay rather hastiÂŹ ly, using the text as though he himself were thinking or reasoning the conÂŹ tents. One should study an essay reÂŹ membering that he is reading the auÂŹ thor and not his essay only. And lastly, one should write an essay freeÂŹ ly, informally, and confidentially; reÂŹ membering that a stiff essay is one of the least readable forms of literaÂŹ ture, while an easily-written essay is one of the most readable forms of literature. For then and only then, are essays what they are intended to be. The annual minstrel show was sucÂŹ cessfully given by members of the Girlsâ Glee Club and Boysâ Glee Club with our already famous endmen, âDotâ Currell, Ruby Forbes, âTomâ Burns, âEdâ Quinlan, Bob MacKenna and Herbert . Esterberg, under the coaching of Mr. Howe. The High School orchestra played under the diÂŹ rection of Miss Young. The show was given for two nights and was a finanÂŹ cial success. The Girlsâ Glee Club gave their anÂŹ nual concert Friday, May 19. The date came a little late this year. The pictures of the minstrel show have arrived and may be obtained at the office. A new department under Debating is printed in this issue. A luncheon was held, thru conÂŹ sent of Mr. Torre, at the Reading Spa on the evening before the SeÂŹ nior Play. Mary Robinson, Melvin Parsons, Chesley Stevens, Irma Mac- Davitt, Erric Turner, Harry Sawyer and Grace OâKelly were present. (This is a memorable evening for the actors.) The luncheon was enjoyed and the actors adjourned to meet later at a long dreaded dress rehearsal. The Senior Play âShe Stoops to Conquer,â was successfully given unÂŹ der the coaching of Miss Abbott and Miss Young. The cast was: Squire Hardcastle. .. Melvin Parsons Mrs. Hardcastle . Grace OâKelly Tony Lumpkin . Harry Sawyer Sir Charles Marlowe Louis Whitchurch Kate Hardcastle . Mary Robinson Constance Neville ... Irma MacDavitt Young Marlowe.Erric Turner George Hastings .... Chesley Stevens Dolly.Janet Robinson Diggory ... Kenneth Dane Roger.Whitman Freeman Dick . Harold Turner Jeremy . Norman Butler Landlord of Three Pigeons, Joseph Murray Inn men, servants, etc., Harold TurnÂŹ er, Daniel Desmond, Norman ButÂŹ ler, Harold Owen and John Burke. The assembly hall was filled to its utmost capacity. After the performÂŹ ance a dance until twelve was enÂŹ joyed. The Chronicle said, âThe Se- Page Eight The Pioneer nior class is justified in feeling their contribution to the dramatics of the school equals its best traditions.â The senior girls voted to wear white smocks and skirts at Class Day. It has been said that all earthly things perish save art; the same may be said about literature. Its field is world wide, its influence elevating and its teachings as enduring as the ages. Subscribe for the Pioneer. | ATHLETICS jj il If Basketball. Although the Basketball team did not win the championship of the league this year, they are proud of the fact that their captain, Herbert MacLeod, holds the highest score in basket shooting in the league. The election of the captain and manager took place about two weeks after the last game of the season. They voted to re-elect Captain Herbert MacLeod and Manager Henry Moore to serve for the coming season. Spring Baseball. The spring baseball team got start, ed late, owing to the wet weather, it played the first game with Peabody on the home grounds and suffered a humiliating defeat. The score was 17-4. The second game was played with Stoneham at Stoneham and here also the Reading team was defeated by a score of 6-2. The third game was played at ArlÂŹ ington and, with the reliable âJake Eisenhaureâ on the mound, the team had great expectations, but errors by the high school handed Arlington the victory with a score of 5-1. The fourth game was played with Arlington at Reading and was lost by a score of 10-4. Sawyerâs home run clout was the feature of the game. Johnson High won from Reading 9-6 in a very loosely played game at Reading. The game was 6-5 in favor of Reading until the ninth. Inability on the part of the players to keep up has been a serious obstaÂŹ cle in the way of Mr. Howe to put the kind of team! Reading should have on the field. If the players do not keep up, and the same lineup cannot be kept in two successive games, great things cannot be expected of the team. We sincerely hope that the players will keep up in their studies and that the supporters of the team will be repaid by the turning of the tables by the middle of season. CHESLEY STEVENS. Academy Scholium, Philadelphia, Pa. Argus, Gardner, Mass. Blue and Gold, Malden, Mass. Blue and White, South Bethlehem, Pa. Carlisle Arrow, Carlisle, Pa. Choate News, Wallingford, Conn. Clarion, Arlington, Mass. The Pioneer Page Nine Clarion, Everett, Mass. Clarion, Boston, Mass. Coe College, Cedar Rapids, Iowa. Colby Voice, New London, N. H. Debator, Wakefield, Mass. Dragon, Newport, R. I. Eltrurian, Haverhill, Mass. Houghton Star, Houghton, N. Y. Lebanon, Lebanon, Mass. Middlebury Campus, Middlebury, Ct. Mt. Hollis Outlook, Holliston, Mass. Narrator, Reading, Pa. News, East Orange, N. J. Oracle, Manchester, N. H. Picket, Shepherdstown, W. Va. Pinkerton Critic, Derry, N. H. Poor Richard, Hasbrouck Hts., N. J. Quill, Marion, Iowa. Record, Newburyport, Mass. Record, Worcester, Mass. Recorder, Winchester, Mass. Red and Black, Claremont, N. H. Shuttle, Boston, Mass. Tattler, Nashua, N. H. Tryout, Haverhill, Mass. University School News, Cleveland, Ohio. Wireless, Dedham, Mass. The Blue and Goldâ Why not have more cuts? The Dragon âYour paper is fine. The Eutrurian âThank you for your suggestion. The Houghton Star âWe are glad to add you to our list of exchanges. Your last paper was a fine idea, having the faculty write one number. The Shuttle âWe look forward to reading your paper. It is excellent. Shall be glad to have any suggestions to improve our paper. SOMEWHERE IN MEXICO. Somewhere in Mexico, trudging along the dusty country road many miles from any habitation, was a litÂŹ tle brown man. He was clad in a cheap white cotton shirt and a pair of cheap white cotton trousers. These together with a peon hat constituted his entire wardrobe. Now and then, as he shuffled along, he stopped and examined with wrinÂŹ kled forehead a piece of somewhat crumpled yellow paper. It is cerÂŹ tain that he could not read, for he turned it one way and then another in his evident endeavor to find the top. But he did show that he knew its importance by the very persistence of his endeavors. Finally he threw away his cigarette and started along the road with a deÂŹ termined air. He was poor, you will say! Yes, as regards worldly goods, but he was rich in other things, for his heart was filled with the love of a little brown wife, who, he knew, was waiting for him with two little brown babies at the door of a tiny adobe hut, far ahead of him down the dusty road, and he was content. He removed his hat and wiped his forehead with the sleeve of his shirt. HILDA SYMONDS. Page Ten The Pioneer Without the hat he appeared only a boy. Probably not more than three years ago he had come out there from some more civilized part of the counÂŹ try, and since that time had tilled the small lot of ground immediately surÂŹ rounding his little home, smoked cigÂŹ arettes and had been perfectly happy. But now he was a little puzzled. He had been up to the settlement to get supplies and had heard rumors of war. âThe Gringos are coming.â He knew that this paper which he held in his hand was a call to patriots. He could not read, but the little brown wife had been to school for two years up in the states and so he hurried along so that he might sooner hear its exact contents. As he drew near the hut his small boy and girl came running to meet him, with their hands outstretched and their faces upturned to him, They were content. And a few steps beÂŹ hind came the little brown wife,, not running as of old, for hard work had left its mark upon her. âNo hay de que, Jaurez,â she said, and she slipped her hand into his. âRead this to me,â and he handed her the poster. She read the headÂŹ lines, then started back in dismay. She came forward and put her hands on his shoulders. âOh! Juarez, promise me you wonât go.â âRead it to me, dear,â he said. She read it aloud and then he took her in his arms and, turned toward the sun, a slow, sad smile spread over his face. âI must,â he whispered. The next morning he kissed the chilÂŹ dren and the little wife and started out. He was a patriot; his country had called him and he was answering the summons. After several daysâ tramping he came to the camp. He was rather roughly handled there, but they gave him a horse, a gun and a cartridge belt, and he was as pleased as a boy with a new toy. He proved his worth in several enÂŹ counters. He was brave but not reckÂŹ less. Finally he was promoted, and then with greater responsibility he made a new determination to be worÂŹ thy. But a vague unrest was beginning to creep in. He wondered when he would see the little wife. One evening just at dusk they had a sharp encounter with the Gringos. He was wounded, he knew that it was serious, so during the retreat he managed to become separated from the rest and struck out for home. It was a long, long way. He had only enough rations for one day and only one canteen of water and yet he didnât stop or hesitate. His only thought was of home; regardless of the terrible pain in his side, he rode hard all night long. Just at dawn something happened to him which seldom happens to a Mexican. His horse stepped into a gopher hole and broke his leg. The pain in his side had grown so great that the little brown man could hardly stand now. But he stumbled on somehow for the thought âHomeâ kept returning to him. He had only a few drops of water left when the sun became hot, and this he determined to keep as long as possiÂŹ ble. He had just one thought, âHome! The Pioneer Page Eleven Home! Home!â His very heart beats sounded like âHome! Home!â By noon he could not walk more than ten steps without stumbling. His tongue was dry and swollen, his skin hot and parched. He knew if he could keep going for another hour he would reach a small water hole. Could he do it? Yes! because h e was going Home, and again that same, steady refrain beat upon his brain, âHome! Home! Home!â He struggled along a few steps then fell; and each time it was longer beÂŹ fore he arose. Finally a drousiness began to creep over him. Once when he fell he lay for a long time, but at last his brain began again that perÂŹ sistently goading strain, âHome! Home! Home!â He wished that it would leave him alone. He wanted to go to sleep. He thought that the little brown wife was waiting for him if he could only cross the barrier. Why couldnât he get across? It must be becauseâOh, yes, âHome! Home! Home!â But the end must come soonÂŹ er or later. He couldnât stand it much longer. Finally, only a little distance from the water hole, he fell with his hand on the little cross, hung on a string around his neck, with the words âBuenos Noches Muy Queriva,â on his lips.ââSomewhere in Mexico.â Far away on a lonely country road is a little adobe hut. The tiny plot which was a garden is now choked with weeds, the vegetables and fruits have all been eaten and there is no food in the house. After her work is done the little brown woman comes and sits in the doorway. It has been a long time since her soldier-husband went away. As she sits and dreams of him a sudÂŹ den thought comes to her that all is not well; with a sob in her throat she lifts her face to the âBuenos Diosâ and blindly asks his help. And so while the little brown man sleeps near the waterhole, his little brown wife sits in the doorway of an adobe hut and thinks of him and litÂŹ tle she dreams that their next meeting will not be âSomewhere in Mexico.â ERIC TURNER, 1916. GLEANINGS FROM THE AGRICUL- TURAL DEPARTMENT. The Agricultural department is proÂŹ gressing rapidly under the supervision and direction of Mr. Powers. The department has twenty-seven pupils, all of whom are eagerly storÂŹ ing away knowledge of modern and improved methods of farming. The department is divided into two classes, one meets in the class room the second, third and fourth periods, the other, the fifth, sixth and seventh periods. They are taking up poultry this year as the principal subject for consideration. The text-book in use is the âPrinciples and Practice of PoulÂŹ try Culture,â written by Mr. Robinson, one of the well known residents of this town. This book is one of quality as well as quantity, and is not the only book of that kind in the library of the department either. Two lectures illusÂŹ trated by lantern slides have been givÂŹ en and others are to follow. The slides for these lectures come from the U. S. Department of Agriculture at WashingÂŹ ton. The first lecture which was on âProduction of Poultry and Eggs on the Farm,â was exceedingly interest- Page Twelve The Pioneer ing and very helpful in connection with the study of poultry. The next lecÂŹ ture was on âClean Milk Production,â and showed that, although farmers do not need to have expensive barns for their cows, they do need to keep their barns and milk rooms clean, if they want to produce good, clean milk, and, not as one slide showed us for the milk room in a little shed where the grindstone, paint pails, scythes, carÂŹ penterâs tools, and everything else were kept. Some illustrated lectures that will be given for the benefit of the department, before school closes, will be âThe Care of Milk,â âAcid Soils,â âFarm Homes,â âFarm Home Grounds; Their Planting and Care.â The knowledge the boys have gathÂŹ ered during the past year has put itÂŹ self into evidence on the home proÂŹ jects and farms of the pupils. Each boy in the department has some kind of a project at home. A few figures will show what the boys are doing for work at home. The total number of dairy cows kept, 25; heifer, 5; calves, 4; hens, 556; chicks, 1776; the number of chicks has undoubtedly increased since the figure was taken; hogs, 22; and sheep, 12. These are the figures for the total live-stock keep and cared for by the boys of the department. Some of the boys, however, are keepÂŹ ing a record of what some of the horses, at home, are costing in the way of keep, the total number of horses being cost-accounted is 10. The gardens of the different boys amount to 7 acres in crops. Several boys have hotbeds; all together there are seven hotbeds. Thirty-two trees are kept in minor projects. Three of the boys are doing general farm work. On the whole the pupils are very industrious in their projects. All the live stock has not been on the farms, for they have had a hatch of chickens from the new electric incubator, in the schoolÂŹ room. The incubator has just been started again. If you have not seen the incubator, come in, and Mr. PowÂŹ ers will be glad to show it to you, and if you wish, explain the running of it. That is what the âAgricultural DepartÂŹ mentâ is for, a sort of âInformation Bureauâ for any one who wants to know anything about farmin g. The wood-working shop of the deÂŹ partment, downstairs, has had many new tools added to it since it began. The department owes its growth and advancement, without a doubt, to Mr. Powers, the instructor, because of his patient, personal instructions to the boys, not only inside the class room, but at the home of each and everyÂŹ one of the boys. HENRY H. LIBBEY, 1918. ABBIEâS ECHO. Abbie Whitaker and her sister, CynÂŹ thia, sat sewing in their neat little livÂŹ ing room one winter afternoon. Abbie, the older of the two, was tall and anÂŹ gular. Her straight black hair was streaked with gray, her features were sharp, her mouth was drawn in a straight line, and she wore an habitual scowl. Cynthia was much younger than Abbie. She was short and plump and had hair, which, to Abbieâs great disgust, would curl. Cynthia, apparÂŹ ently had no will of her own. She alÂŹ ways thought as Abbie thought, always did as Abbie did, and always said what Abbie said. âHave you decided yet whether Rob- The Pioneer Page Thirteen ertâs children shall come to live with us or not, Abbie?â inquired Cynthia timdily. âYes, Cynthia, I have. I think it our duty to bring them up.â âYou are right, Abbie. It is our duty, but will it not be a great reÂŹ sponsibility?â âWe must not shirk our duty,â reÂŹ plied Abbie in a severe tone. The clock on the mantle struck five. âI suppose you have written RobÂŹ ert?â âCertainly,â answered Abbie as she arose. Cynthia arose too, folded her sewing neatly and laid it in her basket. Two days later Abbie received a letÂŹ ter from her brother saying that Edith and Billy would arrive the following day on the noon train. âDoes not Robert realize that noon is a very inconvenient time for them to arrive? This will upset us. It will delay luncheon,â complained Abbie. âYes, it will upset us. It will delay luncheon, but we must expect to make some sacrifices,â remarked Cynthia. âCynthia Whitaker, you certainly do not think that things will not continÂŹ ue exactly the same after the children arrive as they always have. I will tell you once for all that we are going to make no allowances. Absolutely none!â Then she added, âAnd, Cynthia, you are not to call William Billy. It is so common.â âYes, it is very common,â Cynthia admitted, âbut Billy is so cute and donât ââ âBilly, cute,â interrupted Abbie, âCynthia, you shock me, you really do.â And she drew a sigh of despair. The next few weeks were weeks of trial and anxiety to Abbie Whitaker. Edith was not so bad, but BillyâBilly was Abbieâs cross. During these few weeks Billy had brought home a dogâ⢠a great, shaggy, dirty dog. He had acÂŹ tually brought it in the house. Still worse, he had wished to keep it and still worse Cynthia had asked Abbie why she would not let him. The parÂŹ rot and the cat were bad enough, but a dog she could and would not tolerate. Besides this he had spilled ink on her best stand cover, broken a window with his baseball and other things which had tried poor Abbieâs patience. But finally, after those weeks of torÂŹ ture Abbie felt that all was again in order and that Billy had been convertÂŹ ed. For three days now he had not asked questions when she told him to do anything. She congratulated herÂŹ self. He had been boisterous, disreÂŹ spectful and rude, but under her care and influence he was fast becoming a gentleman in the true senfee of the word. Now that she had tamed him she would attend to the development of his character. To-morrow she would begin to teach him to be generous and thoughtful of those less fortunate than himself. Abbie had had the children write letters to Santa Claus telling him what they wanted most for Christmas. She had, moreover, made frequent trips to the city to purchase these presents, leaving the children in Cynthiaâs care.. Christmas morning both children were awake at an earlier hour than usual. Billy, to his great delight, had found among other things in his stockÂŹ ing, a watch. Now all that was needÂŹ ed to complete his happiness was a dog and a bicycle and the former was soon brought in from the carriage- Page Fourteen The Pioneer house by Cynthia. âCynthia, is that a dog?â demanded Abbie. âHumph!â said Billy, who was great ly amused by this question, to Edith. âAnybody would think Aunt Abbie hadnât never see a dog before.â âYes, Abbie,â Cynthia replied. âAnd you did not ask me if you might give it to William. You delibÂŹ erately deceived me. When I asked you what you were going to give WilÂŹ liam for Christmas you said a pair of skates.â Then Abbie suddenly realÂŹ ized that her plan which would proÂŹ mote generosity in the children would also dispose of the dog-added, âBut, never mind, Cynthia.â Cynthia was rather surprised by this remark. She had not expected Abbie to become recÂŹ onciled so soon. After Billy and Edith had finished examining their presents Abbie said. âAre you not sorry for those children who will have no Christmas to-day?â âOh, yes indeed, Aunt Abbie,â reÂŹ plied Edith. âYou bet,â agreed Billy. âWilliam,â said Aunt Abbie sternly. âI mean, I have great compassion for them,â supplemented Billy wickedÂŹ ly. âThat is much better,â she said, âand do you not wish to do something for these unfortunate children?â âOh, Aunt Abbie, of course we would but what can we do?â âAinât got no chink to buy nothinâ with.â Blly chimed in. âWilliam, what is tl e matter with you to-day?â and Aunt Abbie looked at him so sternly that he squirmed. For indeed, Billy was forgetting all his lesÂŹ sons in politeness and grammar. Then after a minute. âSince you chilÂŹ dren really wish to do something I have a plan and we will need no money to carry it out.â âOh, what is it, Aunt Abbie?â begged Edith. Billy said nothing. It always made him cross and sulky to be corrected. âWilliam, do you not wish to hear my plan?â âMost assuredly I do, dear Aunt AbÂŹ bie,â he replied crossly. âWell, it is this. Those poor little Perkins children will have no ChristÂŹ mas, so we will go down to call on them. Edith, you may take your things to the girls, and William may take his to the boys.â The children looked crestfallen. âNow, start to wrap them up,â diÂŹ rected Abbie. âThat ainât no fair,â, broke in Billy. âMaybe itâs all right to give them someÂŹ thinâ, but if we give them everything then we wonât have no Christmas.â âWilliam! Your grammar,â said AbÂŹ bie reprovingly. âWell, it isnât fair,â declared Billy. Cynthia looked up from her sewing. âI think Billy is right, Abbie,â she said gently. âCynthia, please be quiet,â commandÂŹ ed Abbie. âYou may get your presents ready and put on your wraps. William, you need not give away the dog, nor you your muff, Edith, unless you wish to,â said Cynthia. âGoody!â shouted Billy, and Edith looked happier. âCynthia, I ask you please not to inÂŹ terfere.â âAbbie, I will not allow you to spoil the childrenâs Christmas.â âIt is for their good,â said Abbie sternly. The Pioneer Page Fifteen âNo, Abbie, it is not. They will grow to hate Christmas if each year it means they are to give up their presÂŹ ents after they have seen them, to some one else and have none themÂŹ selves.â âIt is more blessed to give than to receive,â quoted Abbie. âNot what we give, but what w r e share, for the gift without the giver is bare.â Cynthia reminded her. âI realize, Abbie, that you wish to teach them to be unselfish, but I am afraid that you have chosen the wrong methÂŹ od.â And Cynthia explained to Abbie why the way she had chosen would do more harm than good. Gradually Abbie was brought to realÂŹ ize and to understand that the plan she had decided upon would not proÂŹ mote the childrenâs generosity but rather lessen it. Finally Abbie said, âWell, Cynthia, perhaps you are right.â Then, after a pause, â âbut how can we make the children wish to give anything to others?â âIt will not be hard, Abbie, for they are not selfish children. I do not think they could enjoy their Christmas if they knew that their next door neighÂŹ bors were having no Christmas. I hardly think they would want your dog Billy, for they have one, and Edith, Laura and Ruth both have dolls which the ministerâs wife gave them, so you may keep yours.â âIâll give them my other presents,â offered Edith. â âCourse we will,â declared Billy stoutly. âYes, children, and tomorrow we will go to the city and William, you .shall have a bicycle and we will see about getting a pony for Edith.â âGood for you, Aunt Abbie,â cried Billy rapturously. âCome, on. Weâll go over to Perkinses now,â and in a minute more they were all going down the path with happy faces, and their arms w r ere full of Christmas presents for the Perkins children. JANET ROBINSON, â16. DADDY. The horizon in the east was pink, but there w T as still a cold chill in the air. The grass was covered with dew, and the little town of Athens had a hazy appearance. Off in the farm yard a cock crew and was soon answered by others. The pink haze began to grow brighter and finally the first sunÂŹ beam made its appearance. It threw a spot of pinkish light on the tops of the trees, and in the east bed room of the âHouse in the Willowsâ the light blue wall paper took on the color of the early horseshoe violet, which gradÂŹ ually gave way to the original color. The dew on the grass began to sparkle and the haze started to clear lazily. It was daylight once more. All this was noticed by the weary eyes of Jim Bradleys. They had taken in everything to the minute, but then he started to dream. He saw little Jimmy playing in the road and he fanÂŹ cied he heard the horn of that fearful auto, fast on its deadly mission. JimÂŹ my didnât hear, however, and again, as he had the previous afternoon Jim saw him struck, and thrown to the curb unÂŹ conscious. The heat of the rising sun brought Jim to his senses and he wondered how Jimmy was. He arose and dressed mechanically. His heart beat swiftly as he met the nurse at his door. âHow is he?â he asked hoarsely. Page Sixteen The Pioneer The nurse hesitated a moment beÂŹ fore she spoke, but it seemed hours to Jim. âHeâhe is still unconscious,â she replied faintly. âI donât knowâIâ youâhe is just a little worse I thinkâ his heart action isnât regularâheâI donât knowââ She left quickly and he stood there thinking. What did she mean? Could it be that Jimmy, his own little Jimmy, was going toâ? He strove to fight off that word, but it was useless. Was Jimmy going to die? Jimmy, bright, frolicking, little Jimmy, who was alÂŹ ways into mischief. He forgave all Jimmyâs pranks and prayed so that the Lord would save him. To think of being alone in the world! His wife, Nellie, had died when Jimmy was only six months old. The thought alone of losing his only comÂŹ fort and joy left him with a dull, achÂŹ ing pain in his heart. Absently he went out into the garÂŹ den and noticed the flowers in full bloom. That was a strange time to reÂŹ joice over it but he smiled and smelled of them. Then he passed on to the road where Jimmy was struck, but something drove him away. He met the postman and found a letter from the owner of the auto asking if Jimmy was better. Jim wondered if he was. As he walked on he found some blueberÂŹ ries and remembering that Jimmy liked them, he picked some and put them in his hat. Then he turned back. In the garden he picked some flowÂŹ ers and was just getting up when a white figure dashed out the back door. Jimâs hear sankâhe knew that Jimmy was goâing. Noâthe nurse was smiling. She rushed up and said, âOh, Mr. Bradley, he opened his eyes a litÂŹ tle and his heart is stronger! I am sure he is better.â Quickly Jim walked in and laid the flowers and berries on a chair by his boy. Jimmyâs eyes were closed fast, but they were closed in slumber. Jim caught his breath in a little sigh as he thought how nearly he had lost him. He kissed his forehead and smiling at the nurse, turned to go out, but beÂŹ fore he reached the door a muffled but contented little voice came from the bed, âHulloa, Daddy.â FRANCIS B. SHEPARDSON, 1918. BIG BEN. Outside the hotise was a dim, unÂŹ canny light. All was silent. Then suddenly there came to my ears the sound of a gong clanging in a disÂŹ tance. Nearer and nearer it approached until finally, with a burst of noise there came into view the source of this furious clangorâa vehicle not unlike a racing-gig, madly speeding up the street that lies perpendicular to mine along the crest of the hill. As I followed it with my eyes, I -was startled, then I shuddered. For in the gig as it flashed past there seemed to be a white rabbit, pounding the bell with its foot and lashing wildly with the reins its fleet-footed steeds, three bears. It was gone, and something more at home demanded my attention. I looked about me and there, surround The Pioneer Page Seventeen ing the house on all sides, were fireÂŹ men. Firemen, big and little, stood around clad in rubber coats and helÂŹ mets. I think they had rubber boots on, too, and there were numbers on their coats. Yes, undoubtedly, they were firemen. There was nothing alarming about these firemen. They were simply fireÂŹ men. But why were they there in front of my house, in back of my house, all around my house? There was no fire. Why should firemen be there? Then I remembered. Yes, there it was; the gong coming back again. As sure as fate, that strangely equipped apparatus was returning. As if drawn by the thread of Destiny, it turned the corner at the top of the hill and was dashing down upon the firemen. What firemen? Where were they? Vanished into the air. How in the w T orld was I alone to cope with such a strange quartette as this? I couldnât do it. I may have screamed. However, I jumped over the edge, (jiant hands reached out and clutched and held me. Still the bell rang. I kicked furiously and cried out. I awoke on the floor, wrapped in the bed-clothes. Big Ben was telling me it was five oâclock. R. SHEPARDSON â16. DOWN WITH SLAVERY! Slavery still exists among us. It not only exists, it flourishes even as it did in the South âbefoâ de war.â I refer, gentle reader, to the slavery of fashion. But wait, it is not of feminine fashÂŹ ions, with their fleeting and much disÂŹ cussed changes that I am to speak, it is rather of a custom, prevalent among the masculine element of our populaÂŹ tion, the custom of wearing around the neck a high, white, stiffly-starched linen collar, for no more evident purÂŹ pose than that of propping up the chin of the wearer; or, in the case of V-neck collars, the adamâs apple. I, personally of an iconoclastic turn of mind, have always loathed âconÂŹ traptions,â for such they are indeed; and although driven by the exigencies of my environment to become accliÂŹ mated to them, have nevertheless wished most heartily for their downÂŹ fall, which,. I firmly believe, would bring an era of unparalleled prosperÂŹ ity to this country. I will now set forth my reasons for this belief. At a rough guess, there are about fifty million males in this country, at least ten million of whom are within white-collar zones. At two collars per week, two cents per collar, fifty-two weeks per year, twenty million eight hundred thousand dollars is transferÂŹ red from the pockets of our tax payers to those of the bloated laundry trust. Not only this, but at one hour per month per man, thus allowing for times when the collars could wait, one hundred twenty million precious hours are lost, absolutely lost, annually, by going for the collars. On this alone there might be based an argument for the complete extirpation of the variÂŹ ety of collar mentioned, but who can calculate the value of the characters, ruined beyond repair every day, and solely by a buttonhole too stiffly starched, or a tie that would not slide. Page Eighteen The Pioneer Therefore I cry, with all the strength of my lungs, âDOWN WITH SLAVERY.â W. SYLVESTER â17. âADVERTISING.â Advertising of the present day is a combination insult and blessing. This varied and monotonous part of the average civilianâs daily life is carried on in newspapers, street-cars, and on fences which would enjoy their exisÂŹ tence a deal better without this gaudy superfluity. It is also to be found extensively on the sides of dilapidated and weather-beaten structures crowdÂŹ ed in among several notices to âPOST NO BILLS.â Perhaps the most common forms which have been put before the pubÂŹ lic, however, are those found in the daily papers, causing an interesting paragraph to be âContinued on Page â -,â and thus attracting the casual (?) glance of the startled and irritated pursuer of information. In order to tease and belabor the minds of peaceful and law-abiding citizens, the street-car companies have arranged to locate an elaborate and varied border of this commodity on each side of the interior of their cars. Who is he who cannot boast of at least one stiff neck derived from conscientiously and attentively reÂŹ garding an advertisement of some âHome Necessityâ as may have caught his eye in the street-cars? Yet with all of the preceding forÂŹ malities, advertising has its good points. It puts before our minds in more or less attractive form, all the ancient and modern varieties of shoe- polish, stove-blacking, soap, and face- powder. Anything from a hat-pin or a package of breakfast food to a safety razor or an automobile, may be located in this compulsory comÂŹ pendium of useful information. MoreÂŹ over, if it were not for advertising, we would doubtless be unable to get all the latest news for one little red copÂŹ per coin. Various forms of advertising preÂŹ vail, but most of them contain their subject with all its glory of colored ink, printed in type many times the size of Great Pica. Many an otherÂŹ wise aspiring and capable poet has been spoiled for all future application and usefulness by composing verses and rhymes for advertisements. Thus we may see that while âadsâ explaining the latest breakfast foods, âfree from germs,â are a blessing to hygeinic Twentieth Centuryites, it is an insult to those who must tolerate the infernal contrivance for spoiling perfectly amiable tempers. ORVIS H. SAXBY â17. He was a careless fellow. He came into the room, his boots all mud, forÂŹ got that there was a mat outside the door, threw his hat into one chair, his gloves into another, his books on the table, one of which went sliding to the floor with a bang, and evidently was to remain there for a while. He stamped out into the kitchen, like an elephant, went straight for the pantry, took out the cake-pail, removed as much of the cake as he thought his big mouth could devour, left the pail on the table, cover off, and pantry The Pioneer Page Nineteen door open. He next went into the parlor where his mother was sewing, flopped himself into a chair, stuck his muddy boots on another chair, and taking a book from the table, began to read. This did not last long, howÂŹ ever, for he was as nervous as a witch. He slammed the book on the table, got up and left the room, leavÂŹ ing mud on the chair where his feet had been, and crumbs on the floor where, undoubtedly, most of his cake had gone. He went up to his room, went in, slammed the door, and if the hinges had not been fairly strong, he probably would have had something to keep him busy and quiet for a while; nevertheÂŹ less, that did not bother him in the least, for he went straight for the mirror. They say ladies are always standing before the mirror, priding themselves on how pretty they are. Now this fellow was no lady, or gentleÂŹ man either, but he was just about as pretty as a boy could be, and he knew it, too. He wore good clothes, had a clean collar and a different necktie every day, and needed them too, beÂŹ cause when he went to look for anyÂŹ thing it was never there, and he might as well look , in the cellar or attic as anywhere else for the things worn the day before. He threw them here, there and everywhere, and never put them in their place. He always made a good appearance, however. He was straight as an arrow, tall but well proÂŹ portioned, he always had his hair combed and his teeth were as white as snow. His face and hands were always washed, that is when he startÂŹ ed for school mornings, but all his good appearance was due to his motherâs careful work, and if he keeps on the way he has started, his wife, if he has one, will be a hard working young lady. H. H. LIBBY â18. DEBATING. When the debating society was first organized the pupils entered into it with good spirit and supported their speakers strongly. Gradually the lower classes fell out, their enthusiasm died down. We started out with success and we feel that a new interest has sprung up in the school, and hope this work will be faithfully carried on. The first debate was between Stone- ham and Wakefield, the subject was on National Prohibition and Wakefield won. The second debate was between Reading and Wakefield and the subÂŹ ject was âResolved, that in view of the present situation, the United States should take immediate steps to increase materially its national deÂŹ fenses.â Reading won. This debate was ably coached by Miss Vale. Reading speakers were Orvis Saxby, Chesley Stevens and Louis WhitÂŹ church. The third debate was between ReadÂŹ ing and Stoneham. The subject was, âResolved, that the United States Government should own and operate the railroads.â Stoneham won the debate. The Reading speakers were Erric Turner, Chesley Stevens and Louis Whitchurch. Miss Bertholde coached the speakers. A shield was offered as a trophy for the victorious team. Wakefield held it first, then Reading. Stoneham has Page Twenty The Pioneer it now because the debates were a tie. No names are printed on the shield until a team wins it. The standing of the league is: Won Lost Reading . 1 1 Wakefield . 1 1 Stoneham . 1 1 The Reading-Wakefield debate was as follows: â Resolved, That in view of the presÂŹ ent situation the United States should take immediate steps to strengthen materially its national defenses. Negative. Proposition: In view of the present situation the United States should not strengthen its national defenses, beÂŹ cause: I. There is no immediate danger of war for the United States with A. with Germany because, 1. If Germany wins the war, she will not dare, with all Europe hostile to her, to withdraw a sufficient number of her men to war effectively against us. 2. Or, if Germany loses the war, she will be too exhausted to war against us, and will moreÂŹ over have to beat France, England and Russia first. B. With England, because 1. If England has not attacked us at times in our national history when we were weak and she strong, she is not likely to do so after the war when she will be weak and we strong. 2. Moreover, Englandâs purpose for attacking us would be chiefly for colonization, and she has now more colonies than she can care for. C. With Japan, because 1. We are in very friendly relaÂŹ tions with Japan. 2. Japanâs armament is inferior to ours. 3. Half of Japanâs export trade is with the United States; thereÂŹ fore she cannot afford to break with the United States, laboring as Japan is under a war debt of enormous proporÂŹ tions. D. Finally, with France, because 1. Franceâs armament is inferÂŹ ior to ours, and she will be exhausted at the close of the war. 3. France has always been friendly to us in the past. E. Smaller countries than the above mentioned the United States can easily cope with, with her present armament. II. Not only is there no danger of war for the United States with any sizeable nation, but her armament is adequate and a further effective strengthÂŹ ening would involve the U. S. in a race for armament. A. The Report of the Bureau of Naval Affairs for 1915 shows the armament of the United States to be adequate to our needs. B. To make an increase in the naÂŹ tional defense of the United States felt, we would have to enter into a race for armaÂŹ ment, for: 1. In proportion as the United States increased its armament The Pioneer Page Twenty-one the other nations would do likewise. 111. A race in armament such as has been shown to result would be absolutely harmful to the United States because: A. It would introduce the spirit of militarism. B. It would withdraw our skilled men from the industries. C. The maintaining of such an armament would be of treÂŹ mendous cost. D. It would be injurious to spirit of friendliness now existing between the United States and her neighbors of the north and south. E. It would ultimately bring on war, not peace. F. It would be inconsistent with the ideals of the United States. Conclusion: Therefore, in view of the above mentioned facts, it is eviÂŹ dent that the United States should not take steps to strenghen its naÂŹ tional defenses to the degree proÂŹ posed by the affirmative. The Stoneham-Reading debate was as follows: â ResolvedâThat the United States Government should own and operate the railroads. Affirmative Argument. Introduction: I. The railroad problem is a serious and important one. A. Our dependence upon railways has become universal. B. The railway problem is fundaÂŹ mental in its relation to poÂŹ litical and economic liberty, to legitimate investment, to labor, and to the wise manÂŹ agement of our natural reÂŹ sources. II. The railways of the world may be roughly divided into two groups, A. Those owned and administered by private companies. B. Those owned and administered by the state. III. The present system in the United States is that of private ownÂŹ ership and operation, subject to state and federal control. A. Control is effected, 1. By the Interstate Commerce Commission. 2. By the state commissions. IV. The question under discussion is whether government ownerÂŹ ship would be preferable to the present method of conÂŹ trol. Main Argument: The affirmative is in favor of govÂŹ ernment ownership as the solution of our railroad problem, for I. The present system of private ownership and government control has resulted in serious abuses. A. Power and wealth have been concentrated in the hands of a few. 1. The railroad business is a natural monopoly. 2. Large private fortunes have been built up at the expense of the public. B. The roads are greatly overÂŹ capitalized. 1. Rates must be kept up to pay dividends on watered stock. Page Twenty-two The Pioneer C. Rates are discriminating and fluctuating. 1. Certain shippers and markets are favored at the expense of the others. 2. Rates change frequently on account of competition and rate wars. D. Politics, the judiciary, and the press are corrupted by railÂŹ road influences. E. The railroads have failed to respond to the needs of the people. 1. Transportation facilities are not provided where needed. 2. Little attention is paid to the safety and convenience of passengers. II. Government ownership would be an effective remedy for these abuses. A. All the benefits of monopoly would be secured, with none of its dangers. 1. The post office is administered with justice and success. B. Rates would be stable and uniÂŹ form. 1. Rates could be reduced. 2. The cause of discrimination and fluctuation would be reÂŹ moved. C. The evils of poor transportation facilities and service would be remedied. 1. Consolidation of all roads would mean the satisfaction of need of new lines, more frequent service, and the reÂŹ lief from congestion. 2. The demands of the public in regard to safety devices would be heeded. III. Government ownership has addiÂŹ tional advantages. A. A great saving in management is possible. B. Employment w r ould be benefited. C. The handicap which railroad capital labors under at presÂŹ ent would be removed. D. A great self-supporting national defense w r ould be afforded. IV. Government ownership would be practicable. A. The railroad is properly a function of the government. B. The United States government has the power to purchase and operate railways. 1. It has done so in the case of the Panama railway and the Alaska railway. C. Such purchase can easily be brought about. 1. We suggest that the present railway stocks and bonds be exchanged for 4% government bonds. V. Government ownership has been successful where it has been tried. A. In Switzerland. 1. Conditions of the raiiw T ay emÂŹ ployees have been improved. 2. Service has been improved, and rates are low and uniÂŹ form. 3. The statement that they are unsuccessful financially is unÂŹ true. B. In Prussia it has succeeded. 1. The Prussian railway system is the best in the world.- C. In Australia and New Zealand. 1. New Zealand railways have been conducted primarily to The Pioneer Page Twenty-three meet the needs of the counÂŹ try, and not to make profits. 2. Fares are Ioav. English IVâ Miss Ab-ottââDo you know the difÂŹ ference between Saturn and Satan?â Miss H-der-n, assuredlyââI know who Satan is.â Physics IIâ Mr. Ho-eââWhat is the larynx, Towle?â TowleââThe coloring in the eye!â English Iâ . Miss Ab-ottââGive me a definition of sanctity.â FreshmanââSanctity is something that must be looked out for in all canÂŹ ning and preserving factories.â Physiology IVâ Ru-y Fo-besââMiss Corliss, did you say to put the muscle in arm? Tee- hee! â SeniorââCablegram is a teleÂŹ gram sent by a submarine!â Physics IIâ Mr. HoweââWhat time is it at six oâclock?â Pleasantries. Professor (translating latin) â âSlave, where is thy horse?â Startled PupilsââIn my desk, sir, but I wasnât using it.ââEx. Heard in PhysicsââWhat is a batÂŹ tery?â âAn electrical device with shocking habits.â âMother,â said the son, âI made a mistake when I took chemistry, I want to take astronomy, instead.â âNo,â said the mother, âyouâll have to invent some better excuse for staying out at night.ââEx. Geometry teacher (explaining a diffiÂŹ cult theorem)ââNow, class, look at the board and I will run through it quickly.ââEx. TeacherââBetween whom was the battle of Marathon fought?â PupilsââBetween two mountains.â Mrs. AskumââSo you took a trip abroad last summer. Did you go up the Rhine?â Mrs. NewrichââRight up to the very top. What a splendid view there is from the summit.ââEx. 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XXIV no. 5 Itoarfc of lEMtors Editor-in-Chief Dwight Gray Business Managers Advisory Editors Harry Keaney Miss Helen Abbott Raymond Starke A , Stuart Richards l ASSt Miss Batchelder Sporting Editor Alumni Editor Stuart Richards Rowland Shepardson Associate Editors Wilfred Sylvester,â17 Irene Allen, ' 17 Mildred Partelow,â18 Francis Shepardson, ' 18 Albion Metcalf,â19 Doris Mackenzie, ' 19 Charles OâKelly, ' 20 Margaret Meuse,â20 I EDITORIAL i Long ago there hovered about the school a ghost. A weak and frail creature it was, and rarely seen. But it was there, and it was a comfort to many to see this creature wanderÂŹ ing forlornly about the building. But âtwas ever thin and pale, rarely merÂŹ ry, forever disconsolate. And one day it was not there, for it had gone, passed into the shades beyond. No funeral was held, no one knew the exÂŹ act hour of its death. But while livÂŹ ing it was well liked, even loved. We used to call it School Spirit. FOR THE GOOD OF THE U. S. A. âMisery,â heâs from Missouri, and I were sitting talking, one night in July. It was at Plattsburg that this Page Six The Pioneer took place, and we had been disÂŹ cussing preparedness in general, and the training camp in particular. âMisery?â Oh, that, I suppose, is because he is from Missouri, and the best part of it is, I never knew a more cheerful, better natured fellow than he. âThereâs something that troubles me, Shep,â he said, unusually serious tonight. Then, going on, âItâs about Kâ; you know heâs an awfully good friend of mine; we went to school together when we were kids. Just what the matter is, I donât know, exÂŹ cept that he has always been given just what he wanted, and has been away to summer resorts all his life. He told me he intended to have some real fun this summer. A picnic, I suppose. Anyway, this morning, when the top gave him the deuce for being late, he kind of snickered to Bill Anderson and the âlieutâ caught him and put him on Sunday fatigue. Heâs rather sore about it because he intended to go calling on a girl he knows over at Cliff Haven. I spoke to him about it this noon, and he told me that after last Wednesday when he passed out up on the hill, he had been thinking of quitting except that he knew theyâd laugh at him for it at home. I told him to go ahead and stick it out. Just then the mess call sounded, so I said to come around toÂŹ night because I wanted to say someÂŹ thing to him. I think he will come.â We sat around a while listening to a mandolin duet across the street unÂŹ til K- made his appearance. He said âHelloâ to me, and then turned to Bartley, âWhat did you want me for, Misâry ?â Misery told him to sit down on one of the cots and make himself! at home. Then he started in. âSay, K-,â he said, âHow did you ever happen to come up here this sumÂŹ mer?â âWhy, I suppose for the reason that everyone came, to have a good time.â âWell, Iâm sorry for that,â Misery answered, âbecause youâre sadly misÂŹ taken if you thought this was going to be a cinch. I guess you know that well enough now. But didnât you ever feel that you were doing something that might help yourself some and help others too? Didnât you ever feel that coming up here and sleeping out and eating common things would realÂŹ ly help you physically? And didnât you feel that you were to be a part of one of the biggest things ever underÂŹ taken by the nation in this line? Didnât you ever stop to think that this is a new project and for that reason is going to be criticised harshly by its opponents? Didnât you stop to consider the fact that you ought to bear some responsibility, to help put this thing through, and to do your best to show outsiders that it is a good thing? Think this over, K-, and tomorrow, try to remember what Lieutenant Morrison said about a good soldier. He doesnât pick on you now, but, George, he will if you donât buck up! Did you ever think that this movement was to organize a litÂŹ tle social gathering for picnics and parties? You donât suppose, do you that the reason that so many fellows from eighteen to fifty have come up here is that they expected a good vacation? Iâd like to have you real- The Pioneer Pa ge Seven ize that every man here, except a few like yourself, came here with the purÂŹ pose of preparing himself in some deÂŹ gree for the time when the nation might need him. The work we are having to do is just to make us realÂŹ ize, I think, that the army isnât all brass buttons, and guns we can shoot with. To tell the truth, K-, I felt pretty miserable when we came back from the skirmish last Wednesday. I did wonder why on earth I ever came, but after I took a shower and got inÂŹ to clean clothes, I felt decidedly difÂŹ ferent. Just because you âpassed outâ then it isnât a sign that it wasnât good for you; for Shep here, and a lot of others, all over camp, did the same thing after the first typhoid âshotâ. You donât deny that that inoculation did us a lot of good, do you? Think it over well tonight, and tomorrow bra.ee up and try to do your âbitâ.â Just as âtapsâ was blown, after a hasty âThanks, awfully, Misâry. Good night.â from K-, we parted. The next morning I noticed K- in front of me when we were going- out for skirmish, and I saw that he seemed to be taking pains in the way he kept time in marching, and someÂŹ how, he seemed to be able to hold his âpieceâ on his shoulder without the trouble he had previously experiÂŹ enced. Later in the day, when we had occasion to ford a river up to our cartridge belts, K- went through and clambered up the mud bank on the further side without a murmur. I turned around to see Misery, and when our eyes met, I realized that he too had seen K- for he was smiling happily. THE MOCK TRIAL. On October 16, 1916, and October 17, 1916, there was held in this buildÂŹ ing the solemn trial of one Paul BerÂŹ ry, a ministerâs son, accused of the larceny of a pocketbook, containing an unknown sum of money, from Miss Abbott, a popular member of the facÂŹ ulty. Justice Rowland Shepardson presided, and the lawyers were James Desmond, Esq., for the prosecuÂŹ tion and Logan Godfrey, Esq., for defence. The hardened young criminal reÂŹ posed great confidence in his lawyer, and even smiled at times during the trial. The advantage during the first day of the trial was with Lawyer GodÂŹ frey, in spite of the fact that Lawyer Desmondâs witnesses swore that they saw the accused take the pocketbook. Lawyer Godfrey then called his witÂŹ nesses to the stand and they swore that they walked from the room with Berry at the time the pocketbook was alleged to have been stolen. This fact in a way spoiled Lawyer Desmondâs evidence, but he recovered himself in time to cross-examine the witnesses. In doing this, he succeeded in rattling the witnesses, to use a colÂŹ loquial phrase, and caused them to contradict their own statements. This placed the advantage with the proseÂŹ cution. The pleas of the Lawyers Godfrey and Desmond were short and long, reÂŹ spectively. The jury retired at exactly 2.00 oâclock and at 2.03 they returned a verdict against the prisoner, adjudgÂŹ ing him guilty. L. GODFREY, â19. Page Eight The Pioneer Billy Sunday is in Boston! And now what do you think of him? Boston has given him one of the biggest welÂŹ comes of his career. Sunday is deÂŹ lighted with the prospects. He and his aides have prepared to spend the remainder of the ten weeks in strenÂŹ uous work. Whether Sundayâs stay in Boston results in more good than had is a question. But if during his religious frenzy, he makes a large number of conversions, the work is but started. By far the hardest work will remain to the ministers of GreatÂŹ er Boston, who must endeavor to make the men whom Sunday has conÂŹ verted by his magnetic eloquence, stick to Christianity, when looking at the matter coldly. To these minÂŹ isters must a great amount of credit be given if credit is given at all. ORGANIZATION OF THE READING HIGH SCHOOL DEBATING CLUB Object To promote an interest in public speaking among the students.âConÂŹ stitution. Officers, 1916-1917 PresidentâOrvis H. Saxby. Vice-PresidentâRaymond Starke. Sec.-Treas. â Francis Quinlan. Cor. SecretaryâHarry Keaney. AuditorâRowland Shepardson. Membership Com.âJames Alger, ch. Program Com.âDana Bent, ch. Meetingsâ1st and 3rd Thursdays of each month. Duesâ25 cents per year. Active Members â Students of R. H. S. Honorary Members â Faculty and Alumni. Visitors always welcome. The Reading High School DebatÂŹ ing Club has been started this year with a membership of about twenty. While the membership is not large as it could or ought to be, we expect great things from our club this year. Two debates have already been held. For the first subject was: âResolved, that Reading should Ibuild a town hall immediately. The decision went to the affirmative side. The affirmÂŹ ative side was made up of Alger Granfield and F. Quinland. The negÂŹ ative, Keaney, Manning, Cook. AnÂŹ other debate will he held in -the near future. Mr. Humphreys is coaching the members, and we confidently exÂŹ pect to win the shield this year. R. STARKE, â17. psasHSH5H5a.5a5a5asHS5Has j ATHLETICS j Fall Baseball. Baseball started off with a rush this fall. After a week of practise, the team played its first game with Wakefield. The spirit of the playÂŹ ers and the fans as well was first rate. The âpepâ that wins games was manifest from the start, and the spirit was kept up to the last inÂŹ ning of the final game. The prosÂŹ pects for a fast championship team next spring under the guidance of Coach Allan Jay Keaney are very bright. The results of the games are as follows: Reading 3, Wakefield 3. Reading 1, Stoneham 0. Reading 8, Woburn 6. The Pioneer Page Nine Reading 2, Wakefield 2. Average 1,000. T rack. Something new in this High school was attempted this year in the form of track athletics. There was unÂŹ usual interest shown by the students in this sport and a class track meet was held as a climax and it was pronounced a great success. The handicaps were so arranged that the contest was very close, the FreshÂŹ men winning the meet with a score of 28, and the Seniors coming secÂŹ ond with 27. The winners in the different events were as follows: Shot Put, Gibbons, T9. Broad Jump, Pheney, â20. High Jump, Fowler, T8. Pole Vault, Alger, T7. 100 yard dash, MacLeod, 17. Mile run, Manning, 18. 220 yard dash, Gibbons, 19. 440 yard run, Benton â20. Basket Ball. Under the skillful coaching of Mr. Keaney a successful basketball seaÂŹ son is expected this year. There will be many veterans back and a number of likely men are expected to be picked up from the particiÂŹ pants in the Inter-class games. The class games were played durÂŹ ing the month of November, and DeÂŹ cember is to be devoted to practise games preparatory to the opening of the league season, January 5. Much is expected of both the first and second teams this year as plenÂŹ ty of material is available for two fast teams. The Inter-class games already played have proved very interesting, and have been hotly contested, esÂŹ pecially the Senior-Sophomore game, which was won by the Seniors. R. H. S. BASKET BALL SCHEDULE. Jan. 5âFri.âQuincy at Reading, 3 . Jan. 10âWed.âWeymouth at ReadÂŹ ing. Jan. 12âFri.âOpen. Jan. 16âTues.âWinchester at WinÂŹ chester. Jan. 20âSat.âWellesley at Reading. Jan. 22âMon.âChelsea at Chelsea. Jan. 25âThurs.âWeymouth at WeyÂŹ mouth. Jan. 27âSat.âWinthrop at ReadÂŹ ing. Jan. 30â Tues. â Winchester at ReadÂŹ ing. Feb. 2-3âFri.-Sat.âOpen. Feb. 7 âWed.âWellesley at WellesÂŹ ley. Feb. 9âFri.âWinthrop at WinÂŹ throp. Feb. 13âTues.âQuincy at Quincy, 3 . Feb. 16âFri.âOpen. Feb. 19âMon.âWatertown at Water- town. Feb. 23âFri.âWatertown at Reading. Feb. 26âMon.âChelsea at Reading. League games. Games to be scheduled later are: Two with R. Y. M. C.; North End Farmers; Horace Mann School; Woonsocket High School. FRESHMAN CHRISTMAS TREE. The Freshmen must have a nice Christmas Tree, As the class of fifteen once did. Each Freshman shall have a wee litÂŹ tle bag, Full of candyâhow nice for a kid. Page Ten The Pioneer For little Newton Dillaway, weâll get a jarâcold cream, So that little Newt, already so cute, may join the beauty team. And now for great, big Willie Browne, whom they couldnât throw over the wall, We must get a great, big iron club to go and lick them all! Weâll get Christie Webber a pretty diamond ring, And little Madeleine Libby shall have a sweet voice to sing. For the fellow named Percy ChristianÂŹ sen, who is most as high as noon, We shall buy an extension ladder to help him reach the moon. Toward something for Marjorie and Gertrude, our minds we cannot bend; They must have a dime between them âa nickel apieceâto spend. For young Jimmie Quinlan, a trip to Finland, his Eskimo friend to see, To Roy King, weâll a championship bring. The freshmen will shout with glee! For little Donald Ainsworth, who is so very, very wise, Weâll get a job on the railroad, that he may pull out ties. To Henderson, the doctorâs son, weâll give a bag of dope; And Kendric Holt, the parsonâs boy, a book of Faith and Hope. These next, weâll get the following, no sadness but joy, may they bring. For Bacigalupoâthe B. M. Depot. For Bill Herbolzheimer, we canât find a rhymer. For Margaret Meuse and her brother small, we must buy a dictionÂŹ ary, And weâll get a comb to comb the hair of Warris Bredbury. For those in North Reading, yes, all of them, we must build a big High School, For if we donât, theyâll run us out , and thatâs against the rule. For little Brownâa silver crown; For Richard Buckâthe best of luck. A pianist for Madeleine Hobson so they may play a duet. And now who may that pianist be? Itâs Charley Cummings, we bet. And now for all the other kids, alike both girls and boys, We are not all decided yet, but youâll get some pretty toys. ââ 18 . LADY CONNIE. Mrs. Humphrey Ward, the author of âLady Connie,â has become well known through her admirable politiÂŹ cal writings. Indeed, she has become famous, and rightly. But in âLady Connie,â she does not do herself jusÂŹ tice. The book lacks positiveness and aggressiveness. It is essentially a ladyâs novel. Although the book is not exactly a failure, yet in an way it is a failure, for it was, I think, inÂŹ tended to be full of the very things it lacks. Take the villian, for inÂŹ stance,âbut where is the villian? Might not the only character who be called the villian also be called the hero? âLucifer,â the author calls him, taking Lady Connieâs standpoint, but just what are his Satanicisms? Shall we call him Lu- The Pioneer Page Eleven cifer? Or shall we call him a boy with a good heart but so coddled and babied that his feelings were covered with a proud arrogant demeanor,â resultâa coxcomb who forgets his manners and is excused because of his rank? And then Lucifer weakÂŹ ens. Lady Connie changes. There, methinks, lies the whole criticism of the book. The plot is cast along good lines. There is a splendid chance for a dramatic masterpiece. But the characters lose through their inconsistency. Who likes a Lucifer who weakens? Possibly âLuciferâ does become more human, and so more easily understood, through showing some part of his emotions. But the Lucifer of Mrs. Humphrey Ward does not come up to the Ideal of the Public. Much is sacrificed by the author, in order to bring afoout a happy endÂŹ ing. There is a great chance to bring about a splendidly dramatic ending; to bring an entirely new climax into the story. A climax not pleasant, possibly, an ending unhapÂŹ py perhaps, but a ending which would stand out vividly and render, the book even more lasting in the readerâs memory. AâSâEâCLASS. Once a day, five times a week, the members of a sophomore English cdass gather together, providing no more important matter interferes, inÂŹ cidentally to study their mother tongue. And once a day, five times a week, the class is conducted in much the same wayâsometimes with variations, more or less interesting. Tne students gather, a faithful few entering the room with an inÂŹ telligent air, the others straggling in reluctantly. Tne bell rings, and the class settles itself with an inÂŹ audible sig!h of resignation. Little blue pad in hand the teacher begins the arduous task of taking the atÂŹ tendance. âMr. B.âare you supposed to stud? here on Tuesdays?â âYesm.â âOh, yes,âyou should be three seats back in the fourth row.â âIs Miss Lâ absent again?â From one of Miss Lâs friends: â âNo, she was late and went down to the office for a note.â The door opens and slams and a belated member enters. âHave you a note?â âI didnât wait for one, there was a long line in the office waiting for them.â âGo and get one now, please.â The door opens and slams for his exit. The teacher picks up her book to begin the delayed series of review questions. âHow did you know that Judge Pincheon was dead?â The frantic waving of a hand on the part of one of the pupils. â Yes, Mr. Gâ?â âMay we have the windows open? Itâs hot in here.â âYes,â with a sigh, âonly be quick about it.â Mr. G.âwalks to the front of the room, not hastily, and secures the window stick. With it he quite acÂŹ cidently hits one of his class mates, who emits an âouch,â in a stage whisÂŹ per. The class titters. When the Page Twelve The Pioneer window has finally been adjusted, several of the young ladies shiver suggestively. Again. âWhat were the indications of Judge Prinââ The door opens, step, squeak, step squeak, to the desk. The office girl evidently has a new pair of shoes. She takes the attendance slip and step,âsqueaks her way out, leaving the door open. The boy nearest thoughtfully closes it. He has a desk which creaks and his process of sitÂŹ ting down is a long drawn out affair. But the teacher is an optimist. âHow are we told indirectly that the Judgeââ âTick, clackâtick, clack,â drowns her voice. The electric clock, up until now an hour and a half behind the times, takes it into its head to become up- to-date and so becomes the center of attraction. For it is a natural phenomenon to see ninety minutes pass in five. And still once more: âHawthorne takes a very unusual way to tell us thatââ The second entrance of the office girl (painfully on tip-toe) bearing a notice. âThe Juniors will play the FreshÂŹ men at three-thirty this afternoon. Please come.â She is gone again. The teacher very rapidly, with a trace of scepticism: âMiss Aâhow do you know that the Judge was dead?â Miss Aârises to a thoughtful atti- ture. âHeâa, why he wasââ Once more the door turns on its hinges and the belated student puts in his appearance again; he has obÂŹ tained his note which he carefully places on the desk, while the teachÂŹ er writes something on her little blue pad. The student with a worried ex- ? gusâs pride. .. We werenât allowed to do just as Devoutly to be wished. To bedâto With lagging steps, and looks for- tpression, inquires from his neighbors what the lesson for the next day is, what page is being read, and who won the game the day before. The neighbors eagerly impart the results of the game, though their answers are somewhat vague to the other two questions. Another attempt to disclose the inÂŹ dications of the Judgeâs death: âWhat soon assures us that Judgeââ A girl hastily leaves her seatâ the chemical laboratory has sprung a leak and the water seeking its lowÂŹ est level is taking a short cut to the basement. As the stream increases and then diminishes in volume, aid is summoned, the storm is mopped up and a calm follows. The class wit quietly remarks, âFair and warmer.â However, the teacherâs ardor has not ' been dampened. âTell me how it is very apparent to us as we read, thatââ The bell rings, fifteen minutes ahead of time, the reason being diÂŹ vulged in another notice delivered to the long suffering teacher. âAll classes pass to the hall to hear a lecture on âEfficiency.â â As the class hastens out, wreathed The Pioneer Page Thirteen in smiles, she once more makes herÂŹ self heard. âFor tomorrow, begin where we left off today.â â17. HOW WE CARRIED THE GOOD NEWS FROM HERE TO THERE. With apologies to H. M. â17, R. BrownÂŹ ing, et al. I sprang to my flivver, and Bunny and he, I cranked her, Bun cranked her, we cranked her all three. Ten gallons at starting, but as we drew near Wakefield, came a rattle, disaster apÂŹ peared. At Melrose, the people all came out to see, At Malden, calamity, as plain as could be. At Everett, she rattled so terrible now All the cops came to grab us, but how? For quickly we turned, and despite of their cries Dashed out to the Navy Yard, SauÂŹ gusâs pride Here we got a new engine, some tires and such Like trifles, helped shingle a coal barge, And off. For Lynnfield we headed, streaked through like a flash, With the farmers all yelling and cheering our dash. Till at length into sight hove the welcoming towâr Of the North Reading High School, midst a background of green. And soon the townspeople beneath it were seen, All anxiously talking around on the green. We urged on our flivver, regardless of gas. Dashed into their midst, gave our news And then, crash. Our flivver was done for. But grateful townspeople, Voted us a new flivver, And on the church steeple, Eâen today may be seen. Made of metal, and painted bright green, Our â06 model flivver, in miniature. â17. THAT FASCINATION. Some years ago, no matter the numÂŹ ber, when I was a Freshman, my one ambition in life was to study chemisÂŹ try. I used to linger around the laborÂŹ atory door, never quite daring to frame an excuse to enter. I came to almost love the sight of the neat bright botÂŹ tles on the long glass shelf, the dinky little faucets and the cute gas burnÂŹ ersâit would be like using a chafing dish to play with one of them. Through the glass in the door I watched the students working there after school, how very cleverly they used those same bottles, holding the stopper between their fingers and pouring out the contents with the same hand. I practiced that at home with the vanilla bottle until I could do it very carelessly and gracefully. I spilled quite a lot of the vanilla though. Page Fourteen The Pioneer Yes, I knew I would be happy if I could wear a black rubber apron, and make interesting mixtures. So the slow years dragged by and finally the eventful day arrived. I enÂŹ tered the wonderful room, I was asÂŹ signed a desk, and I ordered my black rubber apron. Then the next day! All the things to put in my deskâfunny shaped glass dishes and porcelain ones and a brush to wash them with. There were lots of test tubesâthey were the only ones of which I knew the name. I tried to light the flame but it popped and went out and I forÂŹ got to turn off the gas. The teacher was quite cross about it. I never knew so much gas could come out of a little place like that burner. Wo werenât allowed to do just as we wishedâthe teacher made us do lots of things and we had to study, too. I hadnât known anything about that before. Then we started the experiments. They were good fun at first, but they soon grew rather complicated and mine never seemed to come out right. I was always burning my hands and they got black and messy looking from the things we used. The water made them rough, but nobody would wash my tubes and things for me, so I stopped washing them. Then I learned that the neat bright bottles had something in them that made bad burns and ate horrid holes in my clothes. The teacher said I wouldn ' t spill so much if I were less careless about it, but it wasnât that at all. Those bottles were a different shape from the vanilla bottle, so of course I couldnât manage them so well. Besides that, everything had a queer smell. I could tell ammonia every time and there was a kind of gas that the boys said smelled like old eggs. It was very disagreeable. Several times I stayed away from class. I thought I might enjoy it more when I came back again. But I was hopelessly mixed up, everything was confused in my mindâlitmus paÂŹ per and filter paper, asbestos mat and funnel, test tube and beaker, thistle tube and flask. The other people gabÂŹ bled glibly about bases and molecules and precipitates and valence. They rattled off strings of letters with numÂŹ bers in between. But I only knew that H20 was water and that a test tube with H20 on it would break in the flame. I broke a good many of them. Of course I couldnât keep it up, all those gases would have hurt my eyes; or something else. Iâm taking spellÂŹ ing instead, now. I like it much better. M. G., â17. EXCHANGES. The Pioneer acknowledges the folÂŹ lowing exchanges for this month: âThe Carlisle Arrow,â Carlisle, Pa. âThe Everett High Clarion,â EverÂŹ ett, Mass. âThe University School News,â Cleveland, Ohio. âThe Tattler,â Nashua, N. H. âSomanlus Events,â South ManÂŹ chester, Conn. âThe Scarab,â East Technical high school, Cleveland, Ohio. âColby Voice,â New London, N. H. âThe Carlisle Arrow,â Carlisle, Pa. âYour accounts of school life are very interesting. âThe University School News,â Cleveland, Ohio.âYour editorials are excellent. The Pioneer Page Fifteen âTh e Everett High Clarion,â EverÂŹ ett, Mass.âA few stories or cuts would improve your paper. âThe Scarab,â East Technical high school, Cleveland, Ohio.âYour book review column is an excellent idea.â âA Military Episode,â by H. Kaplovit is most interesting. Your other stoÂŹ ries are very good, too. âThe Tattler, Nashua, N. H.âYour cuts are fine. Your last number on âSchool Spiritâ ought to be read and practiced by all. A SENIOR ' S SOLILOQUY. To learn, or not to learn, Ed Burkeâs âConciliation;â Whether âtis greater in the end to suffer The Eâs and zeros of outrageous forÂŹ tune, Or to rise up against a sea of paraÂŹ graphs, And, by learning, kill them? To bed âto sleepâ No more; and, by a wink, to say we end The brain-ache, and the thousand topÂŹ ic sentences The mind is harassed byââtis a state , of conscience Devoutly to be wished. To bed â to sleep: To sleep! Perchance to dream; ay, thereâs the rub; For in that bit of sleep if dreams should come, When we have shaken off thes fetÂŹ tering bonds, Theyâd wake us upâtoo late! S. RICHARDS and R. SHEPARDSON. PREPAREDNESS. With lagging steps, and looks forÂŹ lorn, To school he goes on every morn. His hair dishevelled and books galore, Now what is he preparing for? Heâs writing at his study desk, An hourâs restâthen added zest. Is he traversing depths of Law, Or what is he preparing for? âTis duskâhis eyes are over-strained, âTis twelveâstill throbs his tired brain. A budding geniusâanother war? Come! what is he preparing for? Too quickly comes the dreaded day, His quakening fears are not allayed. The scourge of all these tribulations Is the quarterly examinations MARGARET MEUSE, â20. WHOâS WHO IN THE SOPHOMORE CLASS. Compiled by a Sophomore. Saây Banât: â âShe is pretty to walk with, And witty to talk with, And pleasant, too, to think on.â D 1 â Bâ: âStiff in opinions, always in the wrong.â Alb-on Mâcâf: âHe coulde songes make and well endite.â L- G-; âThe glass of fashion.â ELEANOR HUTCHINSON, â19. Page Sixteen The Pioneer JOKES. Miss Ab-ottââThe word sophoÂŹ more, from the Greek, means a wise fool!â This is true. If you donât believe it, ask any Freshman about it. Latin II.: A. MacâllopââSome relation to Caesar wasnât he?â Miss Pur -ellââYes, let me see, Caesarâs wifeâs husband, I think.â Latin II. D. B-nt.ââAd Caesarem fugerunt, The tribes deed to Caesar.â At Recess. P. Tw-bly:ââWhereâs the Light- House around here? I see thereâs an advertisement for a girl to do light house-work, on the bulletin board.â Latin II. Miss Pur-ell (illustrating uses of the ablative case): âI bought a book for a nickle.â Remarkable literary taste! Extract from a Freshman themeâ âIt is an electric clock, the big hand of the clock goes every minute, every minute it moves it moves one minute more.â Miss Young:ââWhat are the causes for which Congressmen may be arrested during their attendance at the session of their respective houses, or in going to or from the same?â God-ardââBreach of Promise.â Laugh from class stops recitation. Miss You-g:âWhat suggestion was made by Alexander Hamilton in reÂŹ gard to the tenure of office of the President and Senators? F. L. Spr-ng-ord:âThey should be in for life. SWEEPINGS FROM THE LABORAÂŹ TORIES. Chem. IV. P. Tw-blyââMr. Ke-ny, what shall I dilute this with?â Mr. Ken-ny:ââNow use your head, Miss Tw-bly.â Miss MâChem. III., state what you consider the most important element of the halogen group. Mr. Denehy, awaking from a dream, âCoke!â Miss MââState one use for hydro- fluous acid.â PupilââItching glass.â Miss MââName an important ore of sulphur.â Mr. BangsââGold manâs fool.â (fools gold). Miss MâPhys. IV. Distinguish beÂŹ tween speed and velocity. SeniorââSpeed is the time rate of motion of a substance; velocity is the time rate of motion of a body.â Definition of Inertia. Mr. DaneââInertia is that property of matter by which a body remains fn a uniform straight line.â Math. III. Teacher: âWhy havenât you passed in your examples, Mr. McLeod?â Mr. Mac.ââI tried them, but when I think I get a headache.â Physics IV.âA man floats in H20, his body submerged, all but the tip of his nose. How could you find the weight of the man?â H. Mac.ââYou would have to know what kind of a nose he had.â DR. E. D. RICHMOND DR. E. M. HALLIGAN PROFESSIONAL MEN: DR. F. L. SMALLEY Insert your cards in THE PIONEERâ DR. ETHEL E. GRANT DR. MARION C. STEVENS ..DENTIST.. ..DENTIST.. Reading Square - Reading, Mass. 39 Woburn Street . . Reading Telephone 284-W DR. SAMâL DEAN ROUNDS ..DENTIST.. BENJAMIN W. SMITH LAWYER C. 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PETERS CO. ..Jewelers and Engravers.. -MANUFACTURERS OF- Class and Society Pins, Lodge Jewels, Prize Cups, Medals, Trophies, Etc. Engraving done of all kinds 5178 Washington Street Boston, Mass. Donât Forget... THE HOME BAKERY HODSON BROTHERS Decorators Haven Street Reading Boston Studio 161 Tremont Street .... Tel. Beach 858 164 Tremont Street .... Tel. Beach 2687 New York Studio 306 Fifth Avenue All works of taste must bear a price in proÂŹ portion to the skill, time, expense and risk attending their invention and manufacture. Those things called dear are, when justly estimated, the cheapest. They are attended with much less profit to the artist than those which everybody calls cheap. A disÂŹ position for cheapness and not for excelÂŹ lence of workmanship is the most frequent and certain cause of the decay and destrucÂŹ tion of arts and manufacture. Class Photographers for Reading High School 1916 ' WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO When the reaction from present prosperity sets in ? â Jobs aplenty now,â it is true. Butâ How about next year and the year after when business conÂŹ ditions become normal ? Then only those who are PREPAREDâthose who have a REAL business training- will be able to retain or obtain positions. Burdett College earnestly urges every young man and young woman to get a full business education before beginning a career. New Students Begin Every Monday and Advance Individually A GOOD POSITION IS PROVIDED EVERY GRADUATE Kindly call, write or âphone for a catalogue BURDETT COLLEGE 18 BOYLSTON ST., BOSTON READING MARCH NUMBER MASSACHUSETTS 1917 â ; ' â â . V: ' i ;v r S i F. A. BESSOM ... HABER DASH EUR ... MENâS AND BOVS 7 CLOTHIER Hats and Caps, Holeproof Hosiery for Men, Women and Children EMERSON SHOE for Men and Boys Typewriters Rented READING, MASS. FRANCIS BROTHERS ...Furnaces, Ranges and Carpets... FOR CASH OR INSTALLMENTS Agents for Crawford and Glenwood Ranges, Sherwin-Williams Co. Paints. Estimates given on Steam, Hot Water and Furnace Heating Also on Plumbing HAVEN ST. ...... READING, MASS. G. H. ATKINSON CO. Telephone 7 WHOLESALE AND RETAIL The Price You Pay for Flour is not always an indication of quality. But when the brand of flour is REGENT that indicates Quality WALLACE... HIGH GRADE TEAS AND COFFEES . . . 189 MAIN STREET, READING Telephone Connection CLEMENT T. GLEASON ..Edgerley Bessom.. UNDERTAKERS 205 Main Street, Reading, Mass. Branch at Lynnfield and North Reading FIRST NATIONAL BANK Reading, Mass. CAPITAL $50,000.00 RESOURCES $500,000.00 SAFE DEPOSIT BOXES SAVINGS DEPARTMENT Your Business Respectfully Solicited Latin. Miss P-n-1: âWhat is the construcÂŹ tion of that word, future more vivid, or future less vivid?â Mr, Qu-nlan: âOh, more or less.â Mathematics. Miss M-n-h-n (to Mr. Dane who is trying very hard to do something at the board): âTake your seat Mr. Brain:â Bill: âWhereâs your brother?â Jill: âOh, heâs down stairs learnÂŹ ing to drill.â Bill: âAh! He is going to be a soldier?â âAGENT FORâ James W. Brine Co. Athletic Goods of All Kinds SWEATERS A SPECIALTY Ask for Prices THE LATEST MODELS IN .. Dress Shoes.. Moderate Prices A. D. GORDON Bancroftâs Shoe Store READING, MASS. Hall Macfarland Up-to-date Footwear For the Whole Family, including HOSIERY H. O. COPELAND CO. Staple and Fancy Dry Goods MEN ' S FURNISHINGS Agents for McCall Patterns and PubliÂŹ cations Jill: âNo, a dentist.â Reading Square ...ART SHOP... KODAKS And Camera Supplies Stamping and Embroideries Home Cooked Food Served The Metcalf Store Mecca of the Reading Children FULL LINE OF HOLIDAY GOODS Tel. 81-W FREE DELIVERY M. F. CHARLES Watches, Clocks and Jewelry Sold, Cleaned and Repaired 188 Main Street . . Reading, Mass. C. E. GENTNER Groceries Provisions Reading Highlands Telephone YOUâRE NEXT AT PAUL SEIFERTS Tonsorial Rooms Reading Sq. Electric Massage with Rogersâ Violet Rays READING. MASS. ALL KINDS OF FRESH FISH IN THEIR SEASON OYSTERS, CLAMS, SCALLOPS FRESH BOILED LOBSTER. HARRY P. BOSSON ..Insurance.. Rockport Fish Market TELEPHONE 76 A Dollar Saved is More than a Dollar Earned READING CO-OPERATIVE BANK helps you get the saving habit High Class Photo Plays ...Paramount and Triangle Features... Change of Program Monday, Wednesday, Thursday and Saturday Big Double Bill every Thursday and Friday Matinee Mon., Wed., Thurs. and Sat. at 2.30. Evenings at 7.45 except Sat. Two shows Sat. Evenings, 7 and 8.30 01jÂŁ pottm Published four times a year by the pupils of the Reading High School. Entered as second class matter January 14, 1913, at the Post Office, Reading, Mass., under the act of March 3, 1879. MARCH NUMBER, 1917 VOL. XXIV TEN CENTS A COPY NO. 6 linarfr nf lEMturs Edit or-in-Chief Dwight Gray Business Managers Raymond Starke Stuart Richards John Perry Advisory Editors Miss Helen Abbott Miss Batchelder Sporting Editor Stuart Richards Alumni Editor Rowland Shepardson Associate Editors Wilfred Sylvester,â17 Irene Allen,â17 Mildred Partelow,â18 Francis Shepardson 18 Albion Metcalf,â19 Doris Mackenzie,â19 Charles OâKelly,â20 Margaret Meuse,â20 Members of our faculty and outÂŹ siders are noticing with great delight the increased attendance of students at games played away from Reading, and the school spirit manifested. The spirit displayed is the kind that helps a team win, and which undoubtedly will help our team to win the chamÂŹ pionship. But let us feed this flame of school spirit carefully. After the basket ball season, the other athletic teams have a chance in the lime-light. Why not back them as well? We have plenty of material for a good baseball team, and we should have some good games in the spring. Do not let that school spirit languish. Save it carefully, feed it well, and above all, ikeep it with you. Page Six The Pioneer FROM THE PORT OF THE MISSÂŹ ING. âIf this wind keeps upânoâ noâ east as it is nowâitâll be a mighty bad storm tonight.â The old cable-master pulled his rubber helmet down closer over his eyes, and braced himself against the wind which beat savagely at the two oil-skinned figures standing on the edge of the great bluffs. The man looked down at the slim girl beside him. âTough night for sailors, eh, Mary?â he bellowed, jocosely. The girl did not answer at once. She was thinking of the men at sea to whom such a night would mean horror, and, in many cases, death. She gazed out at the tumbling, churnÂŹ ing water, gray and black and evilÂŹ looking, and then she answered. âWas there ever a wreck here, Uncle Joe,âa bad one, I mean?â âNot within the last twenty odd years. The last vessel that went down right off here was one bound for New York from So. America. The storm drove it north instead of letÂŹ ting it reach New York in safety, and that was the last port it ever missed. That night it ran a-foul right off here, Maryâevery soul aboard bound for the port of the missing.â âNo one was saved?â she cried. âOh, how awful! Didnât your men try to save them?â âWell! I guess we did! Got the boats down, and our men launched them on the vilest sea you ever saw; sent out the life-buoy, did all we could, but it was no go. That schoonÂŹ er went under quicker than any ship we ever knew of. It was the greatÂŹ est sea-tragedy in the last half cenÂŹ tury. Many of the people were great people. Train-loads of folks from all over the country who had had relatives or friends on the doomed ship, came down and walked up and down the shore, picking up bits of the wreckÂŹ ageâmany bodies and lots of the wreckage washed ashore hereâthere was weeping, and all that. Well, Mary is that thrilling enough for you? Letâs go in to supper. This is a wild gloomy night to be hearing gloomy tales.â He turned toward the Life Saving Station but the girl did not follow. âIâll come in a minute, Uncle Joe,â she called. Donât wait for me, please.â At the door the man turned and looked back at her, standing away out on the edge of the bluff, her hands thrust deep in the pockets of her rubÂŹ ber coat, her strong young body braced against the terrific pressure of the wind. He wondered what she was thinking of now. He knew his story had affected her and he shrewdÂŹ ly guessed that her vivid imagination was picturing the whole thing over to her now. He could almost see the dark grey eyes, so like her fatherâs, glow with excitement. Sometimes, when he looked at her he could hardÂŹ ly believe that she was not her father in miniature. The old cable-masterâs eyes saddened as he thought of the tall, gallant young father who had gone to South America on a business commission ten years ago and who had not been heard from for five years. The wife, living with her young daughter in an eastern city, had broken down with grief, and had finally succumbed to the shock of the The Pioneer Page Seven report of her husbandâs death, six months before. Then the pretty daughter of Uncle Joeâs young brothÂŹ er came to live with him at the Life Saving Station, and had won the hearts of its gruff inmates. âWhat a plucky little thing she is,â he muttered. âWhat a hard pull sheâll have in life, too. Seems mighty funny that the Lord should take everything away from her, and give others so much.â The lonely figure out on the bluffs looked far out to sea. The story of the wreck had made her feel a strange foreboding of impending disaster. But she was not frightened. She loved to be out in the wind and the wildness, with the sea stretching out before her, a broad expanse of roaring waves and churning foam. âA bad night for men at sea,â she whispered. âIt sounds like a play, that sentence. What if there should be a wreck off here again to-night! Itâs wicked of me to hope there would be one, I know, butââ then she stopÂŹ ped and scolded herself severely. âBut I canât help wishing for something exciting to happen,â she ended, lameÂŹ ly. âOh, me, what a sinner I am!â She turned and ran toward the staÂŹ tion. The girl awoke with a start. She heard many voices from the distance, the sound of horsesâ hoofs, the creak of boards. She jumped out of bed and ran to the window, then drew back with a gasp. Below were the lights of many lanterns. She could see the horses drawing the great boats down the slide to the beach, she could hear the excited voices of the men giving orders and comÂŹ mands. Then her horrified gaze lifted to the blackness of the sea. The night was foggy, but she could barely make out a light off shore, a peculiar light that wobbled and flickered strangely. âA wreck,â her stiff lips whispered, âA storm, and the ship is sinking. Oh!â With trembling hands she dressed, and flinging on an oil-skin coat, ran out, and down the side of the bluff to the beach. The boats were launched, the men with set faces called a good-byeâ who knew but that it was the last farewell their lips might ever utterâ and the sea widened between them and the shore. Women were weepÂŹ ing, though there were only a few women there, looking ghostly and unÂŹ natural by the ghastly light of the lantern. The girl looked at them and her heart contracted painfully. How terribly they must feel to have their husbands, their sons, their brothers embark upon such an errand! The girl threw her strong young arms around one and said, âIâm so sorry, so sorry. But donât cry. They will come back, oh, they will, and think of all the lives they are going to save. Itâs weak and unworthy of us to cryâwe who can do so little but give them up willingly to do their work.â An hour later the old cable-master felt the girlâs hand on his arm. âUncle Joe, do you think they will reach us safely. The old man looked down into the white, girlish face and muttered gruffly, âWe can only hope, Mary. But I think they will.â âAnd the wreck, Uncle Joe, is it beyond hope?â Page Eight The Pioneer âItâs sinkingâif we save any lives, on a sea like this, it will be a miraÂŹ cle.â âDo you know anything about the shipâwhere itâs from and where bound or anything?â âI received but one cable message. Itâs a small tramp schooner, bound from South America to Newfoundland. Not- many on board and all men. Thatâs all we know.â âSouth America, you say,â she exÂŹ claimed, clutching his arm. âA tramp vesselâperhapsââ Their eyes met. The same thought was in both their minds. Two hours later the weary watchÂŹ ers on the beach heard the sound of boats, the beat of oars. âThey are hereâand safe,â cried voices. The girl stood close to the water; the waves washing over her feet unÂŹ heeded, her hands clasped together, her hair damp and wind-tossed. Her eyes strained to get the first glimpse as the boats drew into the light of the lanterns. Then she saw them, each boat overÂŹ loaded, each filled with strange men. The scene that followed would be impossible to describe. It was a weird scene. The boats were unloadÂŹ ed, the men were hurried into the warmth of the station. The last boat was drawn ashore and the men crawlÂŹ ed out. Mary, her search for a familiar face among the strangers having proved fruitless so far, watched the men pull themselves out. One after another looked at her, smiled wanly at her eager face, and was pushed on. Uncle Joe came to her side and put his arm around her. âIt was only a chance in a million, little girl, anyway. So donât feel badly. He might have come too,â he added, his own disappointment creepÂŹ ing out. âSome of the men were pickÂŹ ed up on the South American coastâ men who had escaped from ⢠a long imprisonment in a revolting republicâs prison. Your father might have been one of them and that was why we havenât heard from him, onlyââ he stopped and suddenly leapt forward toward the last man to leave the boat The girl stared at the strangerâs face, and uttered a little cry. âFather,â she cried, âOh, Father!â Even after ten years of separation she knew that thin-faced man in soakÂŹ ed clothing to be the handsome young father of long ago,âand he knew her, his little daughter grown tall. The girlâs arms crept around his neck,- and the two pairs of eyes so alike, mirrored each other. The brother looked on, a mist dimÂŹ ming his own eyes. âCast up by the sea,â he said to himself, then he turned and left them alone. PLAY ACTIVITIES. The Senior Play is entitled, âTomÂŹ myâs Wife.â Miss Corliss will be the able coach. Tryouts have already ocÂŹ curred and the following cast selectÂŹ ed : Tom Carothers, Dwight Gray; Dick Grannis, Clifton Stokes; Pierre De Bouton, Francis Quinlan; Rose Carothers, Christine Fife; Patty Campbell, Sophie Fultz; Edith BronÂŹ son, Esther Tucker; Mrs. De Yâor- burgh-Smyth, Mary Pheney, Sylvia Smyth, Emily Vialle. The Pioneer Page Nine Summaries of the Spanish Farce and the French Play successfully given Friday, Feb. 16, 1917, and their casts follow: FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 16, 1917. A BLUE SATURDAY. A Spanish Farce in One Act PresentÂŹ ed by the Members of the FreshÂŹ man Class. DRAMATIC PERSONAE: Florita .Mona Smith Morales .Charles OâKelly Patino .Ivar Johnson Estanislao .Edward Hodgdon Vanceslao .Chester Edwards Jose Campo ....Roderick Pheney Synopsis Florita, not realizing that she is younger than girls who have admirers, is worried because she has none. There is a Spanish saying, âThere are no blue Saturdays,â consequently she is hoping that this Saturday will bring her a young man. Morales comes along, but he is lookÂŹ ing for his sweetheart Filomena. Patino stops only to talk of his love for another, thereby making Florita furious. The brothers, Venceslao and EstanÂŹ islao are seen approaching. VencesÂŹ lao turns back but Estanislao comes to chat with Florita. He is very melÂŹ ancholy because he is too poor to marry and so must shun all pretty girls. His one pleasure is in going to a vaudeville theatre to see the girl Pimurerita. and who is acting there. Florita says she is quite as good an actress as Pinurerita and, to prove it, she puts on her shawl, dancing-girl fashion, and imitates one of Pinturer- itaâs popular acts. She does it so well that Estanislao leaves abruptly; fearing that he will fall in love with her, he declares that he is never comÂŹ ing again. Next comes Jose Campo, a stranger, to inquire his way. Delighted with the charming little girl, he stops to chat, and Florita thinks she has made a conquest until he chances to menÂŹ tion his wife, when she sends him off immediately. She has one more moment of hope when the boys practising for the proÂŹ cession of Assumption Day seem to be coming past the house, but they turn off a side street and she is left in despair, sobbing that the old provÂŹ erb isnât true, for this is a blue SatÂŹ urday. âLES DEUX SOURDSââMOINAUX (The Two Deaf Men) PERSONAGES: Damoiseau .R. Starke Boniface .F. Quinlan Eglantine .M. Partelow Placide .D. Gray Le Garde Champetre, W. Sylvester Le Jardinier .S. Richards Synopsis Act. I.âDamoiseau, who is deaf, deÂŹ sires to marry his daughter, EglanÂŹ tine, to a man afflicted with the same malady in order that he might hear the loversâ conversation. This meets with Eglantineâs disapproval. She and Boniface conspire against her faÂŹ therâs wish. Eglantine loves Placide The latter, while in pursuit of a rabÂŹ bit, is arrested for trespas in Damoi- seauâs garden. Placide pretends to be deaf and thereby secures the favor of Damoiseau. Act II.âDamoiseau invites Placide to an interview in which he offers to Page Ten The Pioneer him his daughter Eglantine and thirty thousand dollars dowry. Placide, who does not know that Eglantine is his daughter, believes her an uneduÂŹ cated rustic; but finally, being conÂŹ vinced of the contrary, withdraws to improve his appearance. Eglantine, who has been refused several good offers of marriage through her faÂŹ therâs whim, feels indignant and is desirous of seeing her new suitor. Act III.âEglantine and Placide recÂŹ ognize each other. Placide, to keep Damoiseauâs favor, continues the ruse. Damoiseau is miraculously healed of deafness by a quack doctor and no longer desires a deaf man for his son-in-law. Eglantine acknowlÂŹ edges her love for Placide but Damoiseau refuses. At dinner, Damoiseau proves his dislike for Placide and incidentally hears the usual imprecations of his servant against his master. Placide admits his subtlety, explains his ruse to Damoiseau, and after necessary apolÂŹ ogies secures Eglantine. SceneâHome of Damoiseau in rural France. FRENCH AND SPANISH PLAYS. On Friday evening, February 16, at the local High school, occurred a dual dramatic entertainment which proved most successful. The Spanish play, âBlue Saturdayâ was rendered most efficiently by memÂŹ bers of the Freshman class. A very pretty stage decoration representing a street scene in Spain added local color, as did the picturesque somÂŹ breros and costumes of the east. ParÂŹ ticular credit is due Arthur Langdon who, on account of the illness of the leading character was obliged, at a dayâs notice, to assume this role. âThe Two Deaf Menâ in French, a comedy in three acts, was presented: it showed the weekâs of preparation and enthusiasm on the part of all concerned. An attractive stage-setÂŹ ting of the interior of a wealthy genÂŹ tlemanâs home in rural France, coupled with a pleasing harmony of local color in the periodic costumes, added picturesqueness to the entire play. The acting was extremely good and great credit is due the entire cast who developed their characters by stage action and whose diction of the language was of a high standard, so that the Department believes an inÂŹ terest has been aroused in the study of modern languages which will proÂŹ mote greater cooperation and higher scholarship. Mrs. Hayes of the Spanish and Mr. Humphries ' of the French DepartÂŹ ments, who managed the event, have expressed their satisfaction and beÂŹ lieve the production of similar plays develops a harmonious and more effiÂŹ cient modern language department in secondary education. ALUMNI NEWS. This is a partial summary of the class of 1916. More notes will appear in the next issue of the âPioneer.â Norman Charles is in the office of the Hanover Co., Boston. Kenneth Dane is a Post-graduate at R. H. S. Daniel Desmond is employed by the B. M. R. R. Maurice Donogan is with the Geo. W. Davis Co., Reading. The Pioneer Page Eleven Whitman Freeman is employed by Frederick I. White, Reading. Leland Graff is at M. A. C. Joseph Murray is studying pianoÂŹ forte with Miss M. L. Sheedy of MalÂŹ den. James Riley is in the office of the Harvard Knitting Mill, Wakefield. Eric Turner is at Boston University Louis Whitchurch is a Post-gradÂŹ uate at R. H. S. Grace Flint is at home. Ruby Forbes is employed at Torreâs in Reading. Marion Fowle is at home. Margaret Galvin is employed at Gusâs in Wakefield. Annie Gibbons is at the Art Shop in Reading. Dorothy ' Graff is at Mt. Holyoke College. Isabel Granfield is at the Art Shop in Reading. Helen Henderson is at home. Alice Herbolzheimer is employed by Francis Bros, of Reading. Grace Littlefield is in the office ol C. W. Smith, Reading. Mildred Moses is at Mt. Holyoke College. Olive Pearson is at the Malden Commercial School. Janet Robinson is a Post-graduate at R. H. S. Mary Robinson is in the office of the Reading Garage. Hilda Svmonds is at Mt. Holyoke College. Gertrude Turner is employed at S. E. Abbott Companyâs office in North Reading. Barbara Winship is at Miss Wheel- ockâs School in Brookline. We acknowledge with thanks the receipt of the following: âAcademy ScholiumââPhiladelphia, Pa. âArgusââGardner, Mass. âCarlisle ArrowââCarlisle, Pa. âClarionââEverett, Mass. âColby VoiceââNew London, N. H. âEltrunanââHaverhill, Mass. âForumââHouston, Texas. âHoughton StarââHoughton, N. Y. âNewsââEast Orange, N. J. âPurple and GoldââMilton, N. H. âPoor RichardââHasbrouck Heights, N. J. âRecordââWorcester, Mass. âRed and BlackââClaremont, N. H. âScarabââCleveland, Ohio. âShuttleââBoston, Mass. âUniversity School NewsââCleveland, Ohio. âWirelessââDedham, Mass. âVirginianââNorfolk, Virginia. âBlue and GoldââMalden, Mass. âAcademy ScholiumââYour cuts are excellent and numerous. âArgusââYou have an interesting literary department. âEltrurianâ â âSomewhere in Franceâ by Madeline Downes, â19, is one of your best stories in its descripÂŹ tive passages. âForumâââA Christmas Storyâ by M. Fisher is very clever. âHoughton Starâ â âChristmas Travelâ by Ray Russell portrays truly Page Twelve The Pioneer the delays and troubles of traveling at Xmas time. âNewsââYour three short stories are well written. âPurple and GoldââYour cover is most original. The âPurple and Goldâ is one of our best exchanges. âPoor RichardââWhy not have an exchange column? âRecordââYou certainly keep in touch with your alumni. âRed and BlackââThe editorial deÂŹ partment is arranged Avell, and so are your alumni notes. âScarabâ-âWe like your covers. âShuttleâââSandyâs Prayerâ by Sylvia Rice is well written. âWirelessââThe diary of Platts- burg life should interest everyone. âVirginianââYour cuts and short stories deserve credit. âBlue and GoldââYour society number is a capital idea. PICKLES! âMother, do you see those pickles in that jar? No, over there, in the corÂŹ ner. Donât they look good? Why donât you buy some?â âI havenât the time, and besides, 1 wouldnât buy you any if I did. PickÂŹ les arenât good for children,â and she left the store followed by the relucÂŹ tant Marjory. As time went on, Marjoryâs desire for pickles increased. Whenever she was in the store, her eyes would wanÂŹ der longingly to the great pickle jar in the corner, where the pickles with their glossy sheen, glistened through the greenish sides of the jar. There were days when it seemed as if she must have pickles or die. She dreamed of pickles at night, only to awaken in the morning, with her craving unsatisfied. She imagined herself a thousand times, during the day, holding one of those coveted pickles in her hand, and closing her eyes while the delicious little thrills played up and down her spine. Her mother steadfastly maintained that pickles werenât good for chilÂŹ dren, and, to Marjoryâs repeated deÂŹ mands for pickles, she would say that she wasnât going to have her chilÂŹ drenâs blood turn to water. Pickles! Marjory could see them in all their fifty-seven varieties. Long ones, short ones, fat ones, slim ones, dark ones, light ones, shiny ones and dull ones. She could see them floating in the great glass jar, so near and yet so far. Wednesday morning, she had reachÂŹ ed far down through that cool reÂŹ freshing pickle juice and had just clasped, in her hand, a fat luscious, green pickle when her motherâs busÂŹ iness-like voice made her drop the much anticipated pickle of her dreams and hurry back, from the glamor of the pickle jar, far back to the land where pickles were forbidden. It seemed as if fate played with her that afternoon, when her mother went to Boston, leaving in Marjoryâs hands fifty cents, with which she was to buy provisions at the store. That very day at recess, one of Marjoryâs chums drew from her lunch box one of the pickles that Marjory could remember distinctly of having seen, floating in the great jar, the preceding afternoon, and the very one which she had clasped so tightly in her dreams. She leaned back against the wall and closed her eyes. She could not bear to see that pickle The Pioneer Page Thirteen eaten before her very eyes. Not that particular pickle, which she had desÂŹ tined for herself. But even with her eyes closed, she could see, so vividly, that first bite, and could hear with such clearness, although she crowded her fingers in her ears, the squeal of delight that followed it. But even this was not enough, the little god Fate had not finished with his tantalizing. Spelling class was the class that came directly after reÂŹ cess, and today a spelling match was held. When the sides were chosen and the pupils had taken their respective places, the match began. Slowly the fire of words passed down the rapidly thinning ranks, and those who still remained, shivered when they thought that they might be the next to fail. Marjory stood, a resolute little figure, waiting with a peculiar dread for her turn, for the moment pickles were forÂŹ gotten. Then the blow fell. MarÂŹ joryâs turn arrived, and her word wasââPickles.â âPickles,â gasped Marjory, it was too much. She failed. Pteleased, at last from the fearful classroom, which had so suddenly beÂŹ come invaded by pickles, she started for the store to do her motherâs erÂŹ rands. The pickle jar was the first object that met her eye. It drew her to it, like a magnet. There were the pickÂŹ les and here in her hand was the money. She wanted them and she needed them too. She could rememÂŹ ber hearing somebody say that pickÂŹ les cheered one up. She was sad, and she must surely need pickles. Yes, it would be all right to get them. Of course not because she wanted them but because-? She carried a bulky bundle home, from which she drew frequently, her heartâs desire. One after another disappeared, until only one remained. âShe would save that,â she thought until later; she wanted to see it the first thing in the morning, just to show that all this feast had not been just a dream. What would her mothÂŹ er say? There wouldnât be a piece of bread in the house, nor a particle of butter for supper. As soon as she arrived home she threw herself on her bed and sobbed. âOh! I wish I hadnât done it. What shall I do? What shall I do? Something was certainly the matÂŹ ter with her. Her head swam and the room appeared to turn somerÂŹ saults, and picklesâshe could see them by the thousands, the slimy, green things, twisting and turning in the scummy green water of the jar. âTake them away! Take them away!â she screamed, but to her horror they crawled from the jar, and squirmed their way upon the bed. She tried to beat them off with her hands, she screamed for help but no avail. Nearer and nearer they came,âpickÂŹ les, dark ones and short ones, fat ones and thin ones, juicy ones and dry ones, shining ones and dull ones, on they came, with sinister smiles on their sickenig faces. âMarjory, child! What is the matÂŹ ter? Donât you know mother?â âWhere are they? Oh!â she screamÂŹ ed, âthere is one there beside me on the bed. Take it away, itâs going to kill me,â and she pointed to the reÂŹ maining pickle which lay on the bed. Page Fourteen The Pioneer Later in the evening when everyÂŹ thing was done in the house, Marjory buried her face in her motherâs lap and sobbed, âOh. mamma, donât ever let me see another pickle again.â EMILY VIALL, â17. BOOKS. âIn the death of Jack London, the reading ' world of America has lost one of its greatest novelists and idols. He was idolized as a man who lived up to his own beliefs and who lived a far more adventurous life than almost any of his fictitious heroes. He was lookÂŹ ed i ' p to as a novelist of worth and a short story writer of merit. London first became known through his short stories and by them, no doubt, or by his novels which were serialized and ran in the magazines, he reached the major portion of his admirers. Among his short stories might be mentioned, âSmoke Bellew,â which although it has since been published in book form, was originally a series of short stories all connected, more or less, and yet any of them might be read separately and understood. âMartin Edenâ and âThe Call of the Wildâ are two of his novels. âJerry,â the last story of the novelist, is now appearÂŹ ing in inst allments in âThe CosmopolÂŹ itan.â The biography of Jack London would be extremely good reading. His success was not attained in a day by any means. His struggle for supremacy in the writing world was long and hard. His life again proves the maxim that âTruth is even stranger than Fiction.â -âRichard Harding Davis, although known to the public as a newspaper correspondent, was a novelist of worth. Among his novels, âWhite Miceâ stands out rather conspicuousÂŹ ly. This writer was also an advenÂŹ turer and writer of the redblooded stamp. His biography would prove even better reading than that of Jack London. Truly the reading public has lost much in the deaths of Jack London and Richard Harding Davis, both of which have occurred since the war. NUFF SED! Thoâ there arenât many of us, Not over two score, Weâre the North Reading student-, And Farmers, whatâs More!! (Please note change of accent when reading aloud.) Tho ' many flowery anecdotes Are told of us each year, We never can resent them, for Theyâre only said with cheer. Thoâ troubles often vex us, Trolley cars and such, We never get discouraged And thatâs not saying Much. Thoâ we come from old North ReadÂŹ ing, We are not met with scorn. Thereâs none of us thatâs tardy Every single morn! ORVIS H. SAX BY, 1917. Teacher: âWhat is that mark like a comma under that letter?â Pupil: âThatâs a gorilla.â (cedilla.) -âEx. The Pioneer Page Fifteen DEBATING CLUB NOTES. More than usual interest has been awakened in the Debating Club this year. Mr. Humphries, who so kindly consented to act as coach and faculty member of the Club at the beginning of the year is to be most highly comÂŹ plimented for his interest in the work of the Club. There is no better training for a young man who has any aspiration toÂŹ ward public life, than that given in the High School Debating Club. All of the live subjects of the time are brought up for debate in our own meetings, while in the interscholasÂŹ tic debates, those who are most adÂŹ vanced in the work may have a chance to try real public speaking. Readingâs chance to win the shield this year is gone. We can only hope to win the debate which is to take place between Reading and Wakefield in May. The recent debate with Stoneham was an excellent test of speaking power. We may be prejuÂŹ diced, but while we feel that Reading was ahead in matter of argument, we realize that Stonehamâs representaÂŹ tives were without doubt fearless as speakers, fearless almost to excess. Let us hope that our school will conÂŹ tinue to put up good, fair argument, no matter what the opposing team brings forth. The members of the Reading team were: Harry M. Keaney, Orvis H. Saxby, Capt., and Wilfred B. SylvesÂŹ ter. The High School Orchestra must also be-greatly complimented for the excellent music which they rendered for the occasion. ORVIS H. SAXBY, President. BASKET BALL. A fine start has been made in basÂŹ ket ball this Winter, with the school team now well in the lead in the InÂŹ terscholastic League. After the deÂŹ ciding games of the Inter-Class League, the Seniors winning the Cup presented by the Principal, a series of five games was played preparatory to the opening of the league schedule. Reading was victorious in all the contests, amassing a total number of points of 259, while their opponents managed to gather 65. On January 5, Reading played its first league game. Opening the secÂŹ ond half on the short end of a 10 to 6 score, they came back and overÂŹ whelmed Quincy, rolling the score up to 25, while the visitors obtained three points making a total of 13. The next game was with the strong Weymouth aggregation whom they managed to beat, 36 to 33. On the sixteenth of January, ReadÂŹ ing took Winchester into camp, 42 to 18. The next game was a league game with Wellesley, three-time winners in the Interscholastic League, which Reading won after an up-hill strugÂŹ gle, 31 to 26. On January 22, Reading added anÂŹ other win to its string, 29 to 25. This time it was Chelsea in a fast league game. On the twenty-fifth, Reading met their first defeat of the season, 43 to 18. It was a return game with WeyÂŹ mouth, played in their diminutive gym, where Readingâs strong passing game was at the mercy of the poor conditions of the gym. Page Sixteen The Pioneer Winthrop was next entertained, and decisively beaten in a league game, 35 to 20. The fine passing of the home team was the feature. On the thirtieth of January, ReadÂŹ ing trounced Winchester in a return game at Reading, 54 to 17. The fine coaching of Mr. Keaney has developed a team that for the first time in years plays a strong passing game, forgetting individual playing, and working together. AnÂŹ other thing that has been manifested this year is the âcome backâ in the second half, always having an extra bit of endurance. The early start made this season and their attention to training, eating the right things, etc., undoubtedly has helped Readingâs chances. HIS NARROW ESCAPE! Bzzzzzzzzup! The electric fan gained speed. Swish! As it gained power, a piece of paper slid from its path, and floated, lightly, gently out through the open window. John L. Van Rockerbilt raced out of his private office, without stopping to put on his coat. If that paper came into the possession of Wall St.-! He dared not think of the result. The great financier rushed into crowded Wall Street. People that knew him gasped, while those that didnât, laughed. He hunted frantically for fifteen minutes without finding a trace of it. Then he noticed a newsy standing near and rushed up to him. âDid you see a paper come floating down from my window?â he asked gruffly. âSpeak up now, quick!â The newsboy, who did not let any opportunity pass, and who was not frightened by the financierâs manner asked, âWhat is it worth to you to know?â A fifty dollar bill was crushed into his hand by way of answer. âQuick, now, what became of it?â he was asked. âTom McNaughton of The Herald picked it up, smiled to himself and put it in his pocket.â âToo late,â thought John. âPerÂŹ haps I can âreachâ McNaughton howÂŹ ever.â Galvanized into action again, he hurried back to his private office and was connected with âTrinity 1007.â âIs Tom McNaughton there?â he demanded of the telephone boy. âYup,â replied that individual, and hung up. He did not like to be talked to in the tone of voice Van RockerÂŹ bilt had used. The financier was getting crazy. Every minuteâs delay brought the danger nearer. Again he called up and finally got McNaughton on the wire. âMcNaughton talking?â âYes.â âThis is John L. Van Rockerbilt.â âYes.â âYou found a paper, signed by me, today.â âYes, I ought to get a raise out of that piece of paper.â âWell, I donât want it published. How much do you want?â âI donât understand.â âCome now. you know what I mean. Iâll give you more than your raise would amount to in five years if you will keep that out of the papers.â The Pioneer Page Seventeen âI canât be bribed,â angrily retorted McNaughton, âeven if I could, it wouldnât do you any good for the paÂŹ per went to press three minutes ago.â The great Van Rockerbilt sat thinking and then dejectedly rang his bell. âI might as well know the -worst,â he said to himself. When his office boy answered the ring, he said, âGo down to the Herald office and bring me one of the first copies out.â âYes, sir,â and the boy hur iedly left the room. Five minutes later the boy brought in a Herald. Crowded in a corner of the front page where it had been put at the last minute, the financier found this, âRUMORS FALSE.â Great Financier Has Tender Heart. July 19, 1916. Dear Son: I am very sorry that I cannot be a t the shore with you this week. BusÂŹ iness deals, however, keep me in town longer than I expected. It seems as if I could never find time to be with you and your mother. Give my love to her and keep a lot for yourÂŹ self. Your loving father. The great Van Rockerbilt felt much as if he had a weak heart rather than a tender one. He moved his paper. There on his desk lay the paper that had worried him. It had been covered by a blotÂŹ ter that moved when he moved The Herald. The paper was addressed to his broker. It read: âUnload steel in thousand share lots and glut market. Buy at 145.â âVan Rockerbilt.â FOR HER SAKE. He was discouraged. His hardest -work had gone for nothing, and all because he had allowed himself to think too much on subjects other than his immediate duties. True, it had been only his second mistake, and he had discovered the first one himÂŹ self (even the last one had been disÂŹ covered by a fellow-clerk), but remÂŹ edying such mistakes held back his work, and if he repeated the procedÂŹ ure many times, he feared drawing the attention of the âheadâ unfavorÂŹ ably. Besides, he did not want to disappoint âher,â he felt it would deÂŹ stroy her confidence in him, if it came to her attention. At last he had decided. He would martyr himself. âHerâ confidence in him would be justified, and such misÂŹ takes as entering a hundred-dollar sale to James Moore as a credit for Robert Smith would not occur again. It involved sacrifice, but he doubted his ability to keep his mind off the other matter while it was still unÂŹ settled. He slowly reached over to the table, for the decision had come only after much effort, took a book, and began to work. To spare you the cruelty of a longer suspense, gentle reader, our hero âworkedâ in â High School. âSheâ was his teacher of bookkeepÂŹ ing; the outside affairsâsome GerÂŹ man lessons he had missed when out sick a week or so ago, which he had never fully made up, owing to lack of time, in spite of the fact that a dreaded âdeficiencyâ was impending. His sacrifice was indeed a great one, for by it he substituted an evening of âgrindingâ for the much pleasanter Page Eighteen The Pioneer occupation of skating, and was inÂŹ creased by the fact that tne moon was just about at its full. Oh, yes, I had almost forgotten âthe head,â pater familias, in plain English, his father. THE LAMP LIGHTER. It had snowed steadily all night long. Early morning had found the flakes still falling from the overÂŹ burdened clouds, and an unbroken downfall had continued ever since. The wind had risen, first manifesting itself in fitful gusts, flurrying the snow into swirling eddies; but as the afternoon waned, it had become a shrieking, howling, noâeaster. Long since, all travel had ceased. The blinding particles of snow had covÂŹ ered all footsteps, and had drifted unmercifully, burying street, sidewalk and field alike, in snowbanks high as the top of picket fences. Inside one of the cosey, substantia] farm houses for which Cape Cod is famous, a lively debate was ensuing. The calm, even voice of Ebenezer Eklridge sounded in curious contrast to the shrill, excited voice of his wife, Susan. âNow, mother,â he was saying, âfor thirty years East Bayport has deÂŹ pended on me to light the street lamps, and I ainât the one to fail âem now jest because the weatherâs a bit nasty.â âYou wonât be doing no such thing, Ebeneezer Eldridge!â Susan proÂŹ tested, âLandâs sakes, ainât you got sense enough to know that itâs sure death to you to be goinâ out tonight? There ainât goinâ to be nobody out on a night like this, anyways. Youâd be lucky to get back alive.â Ebenâs only reply was to finish buckling a pair of hip rubber-boots which he had donned during the foreÂŹ going monologue. âAnd the boy so sick,â she added with a catch in her voice, âheâll be wanting his daddy tonight.â Sure enough, at that moment the fretful voice of a small boy was heard calling, âDaddy, I want my Daddy.â Eben senior hesitated a moment, and then, hastily picking up his oilÂŹ can, he called back, âDaddyâs going out for a little while, but heâll be back pretty soon.â Then he lifted the latch, and startÂŹ ed to push open the door. But the door refused to budge. The snow had banked up against it solidly and rendered it useless. The only other door was on the same side of the house, facing the storm, and was in the same condition. Eben went across the kitchen, and into the spare bed-room in a somewhat more shelÂŹ tered part of the house, and threw open the window. A gust of cold wind greeted him. He clambered clumsily and painfully out, shut the window, and was swallowed up in an instant in the storm and darkness. Like a stinging lash, the cruel snow was whipped into his face, as he floundered about, struggling wi th the drifts. Not a living creature but himÂŹ self was about. Soon the first lamp was lighted, and a smile of satisfaction shone on the old manâs face for a moment as he saw the friendly yellow gleam shed on the snow beneath. But he must work fast. He remembered little The Pioneer Page Nineteen Eben Jr., waiting for him at home. His hands were already numb and his feet ached. He realized that he could not long hold out against the bitter cold. His feet became numb, then thej ' ceased to feel cold, and he vaguely realized that they must be frozen. But he plodded on. He must go onâhe would not go back. On a night like this, a body could not keep to the roadâunless the lights were there to guide him. The houses were so far apart. If someone should goâwandering off into the fieldsâbecauseâthereâwere noâlights. How his whole body ached! The last lamp was reached and lighted, and with a supreme effort he dragged himself home. Next morning, when the snow had stopped and the paths had been dug, a group of interested villagers, sitting around the stove in Cyrus Berryâs grocery listened to the village doctor, as he told the story of a midnight âphone call to Eben Eldridgeâs, and of the boy, Eben Junior, who had been near death. So near, that had the doctor been a moment later, he could not have lived. And the doctor menÂŹ tioned the fact, that but for the light of the street-lamps, he could not have kept to the way. K. HOLT. Spellinq âClass. Miss Gr-h-h: âSpell Sorghum and give a sentence containing it.â Mr. Sp-n: âS-o-r-g-h-u-m. He bought two yards of sorghum.â English IV. Student I: âWhat is evercrescence?â Mother: âJohnny, stop using such dreadful language.â Johnny: âWell, mother, ShakesÂŹ peare uses it.â Mother: âThen donât play with him, heâs no fit companion for you.â âEix. Teacher (lecturing on circulation of blood): âIf I stand on my head,â said he, âthe blood rushes down to my head, does it not?â Class: âYes, sir.â Teacher: âWell, then, when I stand on my feet why doesnât the blood rush to my feet?â Small Voice: âBecause your feet arenât empty.â âEx. Correct. Stude: âI want my hair cut.â Barber: âAny special way?â Stude: âYes, off.â âEx. It Seems So. Willie: âFather is the captain of our ship at home, and mother is first mate.â Teacher: âAnd what are you?â Willie: âI guess Iâm the compass, theyâre always boxing me.â âEx. Student IIâProtuberance. DR. E. D. RICHMOND DR. E. M. HALLIGAN PROFESSIONAL MEN: DR. F. L. SMALLEY Insert your caids in âTHE PIONEERâ DR. ETHEL E. GRANT ..DENTIST.. Reading Square - Reading, Mass. Tel. 135-W DR. MARION C. 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Beach 2687 New York Studio 306 Fifth Avenue All works of taste must bear a price in proÂŹ portion to the skill, time, expense and risk attending their invention and manufacture. Those things called dear are, when justly- estimated, the cheapest. They are attended with much less profit to the artist than . those which everybody calls cheap. A dis- position for cheapness and not for excelÂŹ lence of workmanship is the most frequent and certain cause of the decay and destrucÂŹ tion of arts and manufacture. : ; â˘. : : ' ⢠-⢠-v- y -y; y â â â â˘â˘â˘â˘.. . ; ⢠' Vy- â˘â˘ (; y : ⢠$ ' y Class Photographers for Reading High School 1916 and 1917 V .1 ⢠' â ' i t. â y m S3 WHAT ARE YOU â ' : Mr?f T? 1 ⢠-ik X â˘vâ.Y iKV ÂŤ i-r â˘- , â ⢠⢠vfek.ii:. ÂŁ ÂŁ GOING TO DO V v .v.ÂŤr AftWj PÂŽa SiYitfrjf: XsSMfsm m ÂŤ Job a ' plenty now ' it is true. Butâ How about next year and the year after when business co ditions become normal? â â â ; ' -.. ⢠' :-J, K V-.: â ' . , ' v X ' V â i i ⢠⢠' â ' ll :. 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XXIV TEN CENTS A COPY no. 7 nf iEbttors Editor-in-Chief Dwight Gray Business Managers Orvis Saxby Stuart Richards Emily Viall Advisory Editors Miss Helen Abbott Miss Batchelder Sporting Editor Stuart Richards Alumni Editor Rowland Shepardson Associate Editors Wilfred Sylvester,â17 Albion Metcalf, 19 Irene Allen â17 Doris Mackenzie, T9 Mildred Partelow, T8 Charles 0 Kelly, 20 Francis Shepardson,â18 Margaret Meuse, 20 Raymond Starke, T7 Alone and silent, keeping vigil drear, The mill, deserted, sighs for vanished hours. It finds no pleasure in the blooming flowers, Which, riotous with color, bloom so near, And, ever vainly, seek its watch to cheer; Nor in the green of thick surrounding bowers, And trees, which rise to meet the sky like towers Of leaf, against an azure background clear: But fondly dreams of by gone, busy days, When hum of wheel and scream of saw were heard, And churning eddies, by the mill-wheel stirred, Ceaselessly toiled, the great logs to raise; Then wakesâto find again the present, stern, And longs for scenes, which never will return. K. Holt, â17. Page Six The Pioneer Phil Norcross closed his history. âSay!â he said eagerly, ââI wish I had been alive at the time of the Revolutionary War, so I could have fought under General Washington.â âMaybe if you curb your impatience and wait patiently like a brave solÂŹ dier, you will have a chance to fight Ihe Germans soon,â said big brother Ben, who was puzzling over his slide-rule and book of formulae. âThatâs all right,â rejoined Phil, âyouâd be too lazy to fight, or else when you saw the enemy, you would have to figure out on your ruler whether to shoot him or run.â âHuh,â answered Ben a little flushed, âIâm a better shot than you anyway, and Iâll bet you would be putting blank cartridges in some of your friendsâ guns, or else youâd head a fake charge.â âI would not,â cried Phil indigÂŹ nantly. âYes you would,â taunted Ben. âCome, come boys,â said dad lookÂŹ ing up from his paper. âLet us hope that Our Nation will be kept out of the War; although things look pretty well mixed up.â âWell,â said Grandma, âwhen those Germans send their boats to bombard us, and those Zipâplanes come a-flying around, Iâm going out west.â And Iâll go with you, mother,â laughingly said mother. Phil had resumed his reading. There was a cheerful fire burning in the fire place. The old back log, which was a little green, was sputÂŹ tering and sizzling, and sending puffs of smoke up the chimney. âThat was a swell trick that Georg 1 -; Washington played on Cornwallis,â chuckled Phil, after a little silence. âIs that all you think about; tricks and jckes?â asked grandma. âItâs about time you calmed down. Iâm a thinking.â âOf course not,â answered Phil. âBut I can see old Cornwallis waking up in the morning, hearing WashingÂŹ ton bombard Princeton when he thought George was way off down in Delaware somewhere. It must have been rich to have seen old Corny rub his eyes sheepishly and then call out his troops, too late.â âYour great, great grandfather was under General Washington at that time,â said Grandma. âSay!â dad broke in, âwhile I think of it! I guess I will show you people how to use my new Pyrene ExtinÂŹ guisher I bought yesterday. A home is not complete without one of them. He went to a hook on the wall near the fireplace and took down a bright shiny Pyrene, âAll you have to do is to turn this handle to the right and then work the handle like a pump; pointing this nozzle at the blaze.â âGreat stuff, that,â said Ben. yawning. âHope we donât have to use it tho. Me for the hay, now. Iâll get up early, and finish these problems.â âI think it would be well to retire The Pioneer When Phil had reached the closet door his fingers were feeling for the now, â said mother. Oh say, dad! Iâll have to borrow your alarm clock to-night,â said Ben, turning around on the stairs. âAll right,â assented dad, ââbut you better put it in a box. It makes an everlasting noise.â â˘The more noise the better,â laughed Ben, ââIâll be sure to wake up then.â After Ben had reached his room, Phil came in with the clock. âHereâs a Big Ben for little Ben,â he said. The next minute Phil found himself on the couch with Ben âgiving it to him.â âHad enough?â asked Ben, after his hand had grown crimson from exerÂŹ tion. âLemme up,â bellowed Phil, âwhy don ' t you take somebody your size?â âWhy, you just called me little Ben.â âWell, youâre Big Bennie.â âAll right, you ' ll do,â laughed Ben, releasing his hold, and taking up the clock. âGee, this clock makes enough ncise ticking to wake up the whole house. I guess Iâll only wind the alatm up a little bit. I wouldnât â˘want to wake up Grandma. Five- thirty is plenty early.â If you put the clock in the closet, the ticking wouldnât keep you awake,â suggested Phil thoughtfully. Bright idea, son! And since you suggested it you may carry it out. Put it up on the shelf over in the corner. That a boy!â Phil eagerly took the alarm clock and walked over to the closet. Ben was busy with a new collar and his tie. little knob of the regulator; then he gave it a quarter turn, and as he raised the clock to put it on the shelf he saw that the indicator pointed to 1 instead of 5.30. He pretty nearly chuckled aloud. âSay, kid! take a sneak out of that closet,â said Ben striding to the door. âNone of your monkey shines around here, Get!ââ-shoving him into the hall. Phil raced into his room, slammed the door, and jumped on to the bed. There he stuffed a corner of a pillow into his mouth, hugged his knees, and just gurgled, jouncing on the spring until it threatened to give way. Ben made some kind of a remark about something, and after a little while crawled into bed, and was soon peacefully sleeping. It seemed to him that he had just gone to sleep, when he was awakened by the muffled âting a ling a lingâ of his alarm clock. â1 wish I didnât have to get up,â he groaned. âI donât see what those teachers give us such long home lesÂŹ sons for, anyway.â He crawled carefully out of bed, and turned on the light. The sudden glare blinded him, and he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. âGood night!â he exclaimed, âI bet I donât get up early another morning like this.â He donned his clothes quickly and as quietly as possible; then he snapped off the light. âI guess I wonât turn on the hall light. Grandma would probably see it and be scared. I can see all right.â He slipped silently down the stairs, Page Eight The Pioneer tiptoed into the living room! and there felt cautiously for the switch. His hand encountered a cold, hard object. âShucks! Dadâs Pyrene,â he muttered. Then somehow he had a strange nervous feeling. Suppose he had to use it in an emergencyâ âTurn handle to right, and work like a pump,ââsimple enough.-Stuff! what nonsense! Hark!âHis heart began 10 pound like a trip hammer. He felt weak and cold. Distinctly from the study came the crackle of papers, and as Ben tried to peer thru the darkness, a faint shaft of light could be seen. His hand tightened around the Pyrene until his fingers cracked; jerked it off the hook, and jumped across the room into the doorway of the study. He had alÂŹ ready unloosened the handle from its catch and had drawn it out preparing to work it,when:âHorrors! There beÂŹ fore the light of a little dark lantern was the figure of a man, bending over dadâs desk, and fumbling among some papers. He straightened up, turned around at the sound, and so conÂŹ fronted Ben. Just a second did Ben hesitate, stunned with terror, and then quick as a flash, he pumped a charge of Pyrene into the manâs starÂŹ tled face. The man uttered a faint groan, and sank in a heap to the floor. Ben stared as one petrified at the heap on the floor; the pyrene dropped with a clatter to the floor. He came to with an awful sensation, and turnÂŹ ing around tumbled upstairs, and burst into his fatherâs room. âOh, dad!â he gasped, âGet up! Quick! â âEh? Watâs âmatter?â âThereâs a man down stairs and I guess I have killed him. I pumped some Pyrene into his face.â Dad was awake now. He jumped into his slippers and threw his bathÂŹ robe over his shoulders; and Ben plunged down the stairs again, dragÂŹ ging Dad after him. He stopped long enough to turn on the lights and then hurried into the study wTiere his father, who was something of a docÂŹ tor, was bending over the man, workÂŹ ing his arms up and down. âBen,â he commanded, âgo upÂŹ stairs and get that flask of brandy in the bottom draw T er of my bureau. ' â By the time Ben had returned with this, the rest of the family were beÂŹ ginning to appear, looking rather frightened. Dad poured some of the brandy down the manâs throat, and then straightened up. âHe is breathing pretty well now. Help me lift him on to the couch, Ben. That was a close call,â he conÂŹ tinued, âa case of what you might call partial suffocation. This Pyrene stuff is a heavy gas which expands and surrounds any object it comes in conÂŹ tact with, cutting off the supply of oxygen. That is why it makes a good fire extinguisher. But you have to be careful in using it on persons, for it is liable to enter their nose and mouth, stopping up the air passage. In this case, I guess he didnât get the full charge, but it served the purpose, all right. Say tho,â he exclaimed, noticing that Ben was fully dressed, âhow did you happen down here all dressed, this time of night?â âThis time of night! Why I got up about half past five, to study.â âYou did, eh, well youâre a little before time. Itâs only quarter of two now.â The Pioneer Page Nine âWhat! quarter of two! Why, I set the alarm at half past five; didnât I Phil?â The family looked towards Phil. The poor fellow was sitting dejectedly on a stool, unraveling a tassel. His face was a flaming crimson. âY-e-e-s,â he shivered, âb-but I changed it when you werenât looking. I didnât mean any harm,â he pleaded. Mother went over to the wretched boy, and put her arm around him. âLet this he a lesson to you, dearie. This joke of yours didnât happen so badly for us, but sometimes a joke may turn out in such a way as to make us all unhappy.â âWhat are we going to do with this?â queried Ben, pointing to the man, who was still unconscious.â âWeâd better let him stay here, for now,â said dad. âSomeone of us can sit up with him, although I guess he wonât do much harm yet awhile. Iâll have a talk with him in the morning, he looks young, maybe I can help him.â âIâll sit up,â said Ben. âI got this studying to do, anyway, and the rest of you can go to bed.â âI guess Iâll sit up, too,â said Phil also. After a long silence during which the rest had retired, Phil went over to his brother. âBen,â he said. âWhatâs the trouble, Kid?â asked Ben. âYou can take my new rifle any time you want to, and,âthereâs a bag of shot in my drawer.â âMuch obliged, sonny!â cried Ben clapping him on the back. J. E, Thompson, 1917. âHenry!â came jshrilly from the direction of the kitchen. âYes, love,â replied Henry, from the depths of the huge arm-chair, inÂŹ to which he had just that minute dropped, âIâm coming.â Suiting the action to the word, he quickly rose, and made for the kitchen, with shakÂŹ ing knees. The kitchen was a small, ordinary type of kitchen, to be found in any suburbaniteâs home or flat. It had nothing extraordinary about it, in fact the whole house was very ordiÂŹ nary, and Henry was the most ordiÂŹ nary thing about if. It was Henryâs day of rest, Sunday, and he was attired accordingly in bed slippers and smoking jacket, the latÂŹ ter having seen many long years of service since the Christmas that brought it into Henryâs possession. Upon Henryâs arrival in the kitchÂŹ en, his wife spoke again, âHenry, take in the milk.â Whereat Henry obeyed, getting his feet .vet in the undertaking, as the lazy milkman had not bothered to Page Ten The Pioneer place the bottle on the top step, and it had snowed some six inches the previous night. When this difficult feat had been accomplished, and Henry had changed his slippers and socks for dry ones, his wife was again ready for him. In a domineering tone she ordered Henry to âget some heat in that furnace if he had to stay down ill ere all day.â But Henry had small chance to reÂŹ main long in any one place. He was called upstairs again to fix the water pipe, which was leaking. After much maneuvering with a monkey wrench, a rag and many faÂŹ cial contortions, Henry had the pipe fixed. By this time dinner was ready, and after answering the! telephone, running upstairs for a cake of soap, and feedÂŹ ing the canary, Henry was permitted to sit down to the meal. EVen the canary had its dinner beÂŹ fore he did, Henry thought. Henry had just started to carve the meat, vhen his wife spoke peremptorily: âHenry you forgot the jell. Get it.â When the meal was over, and Henry had cleared off the table, he was helped, none too gently, into his wifeâs apron, and told to get busy with the dishes, while she changed her clothes. When he was half through with the dishes, Henry was called up-stairs. He was to âhitch her upâ in her new dress. After many tussels and much effort, Henry finally saw his wife safely on the other side of the new âinexpensiveâ gown. Henry had the dishes washed, and put away when she reappeared. âNow make yourself more presentÂŹ able,â she ordered him, âYou have ten minutes before it will be time to start for church.â, They belonged to the class of those who eat two meals on Sunday, going to Vesper in place of the other. When they were ensconced beÂŹ tween the high-backed pews, she looked around. She was somewhat more agreeable now, as she bowed beamingly to their acquaintances. The sermon began, and she turned her attention to the minister. So d eeply engrossed in the sermon, which was about âthe tyrant manâ and the way âweak-kneed wivesâ were treated by him, did she become, that Henry, who had been taking in the lay of the land, and had observed his nearness to the door, slipped quietly out without being noticed by anyone. And for the next fifteen minutes she kept her eyes glued on the Minister. Meanwhile, Henry made for the corÂŹ ner drug store and there he âordered upâ his favorite drink, a strong glass of buttermilk, which he was forbidÂŹ den by his wife, as she said it un- steadied his nerves. And then he committed a most punishable crime. He smoked a cigar, a whole, long, five-cent cigar which was altogether against his wifeâs rules. By this time Henry was feeling exÂŹ tremely repentant, and thoroughly shaky about the knees, whether from the effects of the cigar or from fear of his wife, it would be hard to guess. He made his way quickly back to church and perceiving that the MinÂŹ ister was about to end his sermon, found his wifeâs coat and his own. The Pioneer Just then the fire alarm sounded. Twenty-two it rang; this was the r umber of the box in front of Henryâs modest abode. He dropped his wifeâs coat, and bolting through the door, ran down the street in time to jump on the rear of the fire truck as it started from the fire station. It was a false alarm, it appeared, for when they arrived some two minÂŹ utes later, no fire was in evidence. Henry, much relieved, entered his house, prepared a light lunch for himself, and sat down to read, leavÂŹ ing his wife to get home as best she might. It was the end of a âperfect dayâ for Henry. Stuart Richards, 1917. THE SONNET. I know not what a sonnet is, nor care. âT is true, I have been told, â âT is thus and so.â I write eight lines, one thought, and then I go Onto anotherâbut four lines this oneâs shareâ And still another, expressed in two lines bare. To me they say, âEach line five feet, each foot Two accents holds, one long, one short.â But goâ Vain fancies, this is not a sonnet. âWhere Then doth one find a sonnet?â in the mind And soul and heart and life and very being Of one who, rich in life and works, can find In things that trivial seem to common seeing Page Eleven A blessing; rich and pure and deep and fine And transmute this to fit our earthly mind. W. Sylvester, â17. âWILDFIRE.â Wildfire, by Zane Grey, is a red- blooded portrayal of those red-bloodÂŹ ed days of the past, when the trade still existed of hunting those wild stallions, whose forefathers were brought here by the Spaniards, and who so were of splendid Arabian deÂŹ scent. The heroine, âborn and bred on a horse,â has a striking personality, and fits well into her picturesque and appealing setting. Her father, the intense lover of horses, and owner of the renowned âSage Kingâ wins the hearty sympa- ' d understanding of the reader. âWildfireâ himself is a horse, a stallion of that aforesaid wild AraÂŹ bian descent, caught by a ruse after a long chase over hundreds of miles. His fiery red coat wins him his name, even before his capture. Although âWildfireâ has a hearty hatred of his âââit ' â âevelops a love for the heroine, who meets the two through an accident. The result of this and other meetings, is that the heroine rides âWildfireâ in a race against her fatherâs âSage King.â whom she hates. The race leaves doubt as to which horse has the suÂŹ periority in spjeed. This, however, is later decided in a splendid climax v herein âWildfireâ runs a race against âSage Kingâ and a forest fire in verity, with life, love, and liberty at stake. Page Twelve The Pioneer Throughout the novel runs the plot of a wonderful romance, ending pleasantly as all romance should. HORSES. Upon the terrestrial ball we find on observation many varying and differÂŹ ing forms of a quadruped animal known as the Horse. These interesting representatives of the animal kingdom are distinÂŹ guished in classes by their varying degrees of velocity. Of all these the swiftest are the flying horses. Next in this classificaÂŹ tion comes the race horse. In deÂŹ scending powers of speed are the folÂŹ lowing: Cab horses, riding horses, carriage horses and fire horses. Slowest of all are the saw-horses, clothes-horses, and dead-horses. In a class by themselves aie the high-brow horses, consisting of those aristocratic and patrician creatures which we would see pawing, and champing at their bits of epicurean dainties should we visit the Augean stables of our multimillionaires. Often we find that the race horse is very lucrative, more often not. We see oftentimes an immature, ungraceful form of horse known as the colt. Some colts are formidable from the front, other colt from the i ear. We have omitted from our list the stunted, and under-sized type of horse, known as the pony. There are many kinds of ponies, among them tile Shetland pony, the cow pony, the polo pony, and the Latin pony. These are useful as well as ornamental. âYou can lead a horse to water, But you cannot make him drink. You can ride a Latin pony, But you cannot make him think.â P. S. NoteâFishâs International CyÂŹ clopedia, PP 250G 300TâSee Horse Mackerel. R. S. â16 and S. R. â17. âTHIS IS THE TIME TO INTERÂŹ FERE WITH THE MOSQUITOâS ARRANGEMENTS.â â j( ATLANTIC MONTHLY ALMANAC.) The familiar buzz of the mosquito, or. warm summer evenings, usually followed by a short silence, then a loud report as the insectâs life is sudÂŹ denly endedâperhaps, would be less frequently heard if ordinary precauÂŹ tions were taken during April or early May. As soon as the sun has begun to warm up the water of our ponds and brooks, and first âpeepersâ are sending aloft their shrill notes, the mosquito, too, is far from inacÂŹ tive. In fact, even thus early he is beÂŹ ginning to arouse from his winter slumbers in old barns, between the walls of houses, and from under the bark of trees, where he has hidden from the cold and snow of winter. We usually notice these first buzzes of the mosquito and quite often say, âLet him go, the poor fellow, heâs only a springbird,â little realizing that âheâ is to be the mother of thousands of others of his kind. For no sooner is she escaped from the kind-heartedness of humanity The Pioneer Page Thirteen than she goes to the edge of a stream or upon a floating log in the stream to lay her eggs. Soon the waters are swarmed with the larvae which in turn changes into full-fledged mosÂŹ quitoes. Thus for every mosquito we kill at this time of year, we in realÂŹ ity kill in advance a thousand or more mosquitoes. While the bite of the mosquito is not dangerous in this part of the country it is exceedingly annoying and unsightly. In southern countries where mosquitoes cause disease great precautions must be taken. As it is impossible for mortal man to kill all of the mosquitoes he must take other steps to interfere with the mosquitoesâ houskeeping arrangeÂŹ ments, so let the moral be, âWise is he who early paints his screens.â O. S. â17. p IF nl G= : CATS ARE VOCAL Oâ NIGHTS in S Mi - a -o www-owwww-owwwwww- owwwww! !!! ! BANG!!! A window slams up. SLUNK!!! BLUNK! ! ! A couple of shoes hit the fence with a thud. Whatâs that peculiar odor?â asks Belated Passerby No. 1. âSulphur, from his language,â anÂŹ swers B. P. No. 2, older and more exÂŹ perienced than nis friend. Mi - a - oww-OWWWW-OWWWW- ⢠i . ⢠. . OWWWW-OWWWW! .!!!!! âHe got him this time,â remarks B. P. No. 2, as the alarm clock, whose re quest to Thomas to remove the scene of his experiments in voice-training to a more retired spot has been obeyed with alacrityâdrops to earth in the neighborâs garden. âOats like that are a blessing to the nation,â remarks B. P. No. 1 meditatively, and an argument is at once started. While it is going on, let us also consider the question. ReÂŹ solved; That night vocalizing cats are a benefit to the nation. Night-vocalizing cats are a benefit to the nation. At a conservative esÂŹ timate, there are about 18,000,000 heads of families in these great and glorious United States. Of these, at least 10 ' ,000,000, or more than half, are privileged at least six times a year to listen to the entrancing and aweÂŹ inspiring melody of a feline Caruso in embryo, and to have the accomÂŹ panying privilege of notifying the ambitious young singer of the end of his rehearsal. In exercising this privilege, it has been observed that a great increase in strength and accuracy of aim is developed in the one exercising it. If, as seems probable at the present time, this country is forced to take an active part in the Great War, these men, owing to their family responÂŹ sibilities, would be unavailable, exÂŹ cept in the last extreme, for service involving risk to life. It would, however, be extremely simple angl without complications to offer theqii positions, for the duration of the wan, as civilian training-camp instructors in the art of throwing bombs, an exÂŹ ercise in which they have already been trained to a high degree of proÂŹ ficiency by practice with the alarm- clock, as in our opening scene. 1, for one, firmly believe that the adop tion of such a policy, supposing the Page Fourteen The Pioneer United States to already have armies in the field, would do more than anyÂŹ thing else to greatly increase the mortality among our enemies. In civil life, night-vocalizing cats are also a great blessing to the naÂŹ tion, through the medium of the indiÂŹ vidual. No matter how angry a man may become, or how prone he may ordinarily be to indulge, under stress of emotion, in the language best exÂŹ pressed by )%%l|@-(§) , acÂŹ curate aim is impossible if the mind is concentrated on picturesque verbiÂŹ age rather than on the object to be hit. Concentration is necessary; and the habit of concentration is generÂŹ ally agreed upon as one of the habÂŹ its most valuable to a man who wishÂŹ es to be a success in life. But every successful man is, by his larger taxes if in no other way, an asset to the nation. Thus, both in military and civil life, we find night-vocalizing cats of almost incalculable benefit to our nation, indeed, it is not too much to say that the greater part, if not all, of its present prosperity is due to the much-abused Felis domestica, sub-family cantor nocturnus or night- warbler. W. B. Sylvester, â17. Ill HI L EDITORIAL IS-cS âIn recognition of the maxims of unity and of specialization, the naÂŹ tions pitted against Germany have united against the common enemy. England gives her fleet. Russia her men. France her armies. In turn it falls to us to contribute our purse and our food to the common cause. Let us take up our burden gladly and whole-heartedly {take (for ourselves the mottoes, âBusiness as usual,âonly more soâ and âThe Planting Line supports the FirÂŹ ing Line.â âEd. THE IMPORTANT STRUGGLES OF THE UNITED STATES. The present national crisis reminds all of the fact that all of the great wars of the United States have been declared in April. The War of the Revolution began on April 19 at LexÂŹ ington and Concord. The Civil War, which began by an attack on Fort Sumpter, on April 13, 1SG1. There was no blood shed in this engagement, but on April 19, some Massachusetts soldiers were shot down in the streets of Bain- more, Maryland. The War with Spain came in April, 1898, after the ministers had been reÂŹ called. The next important struggle was with Mexico, and came in April, 1914, when some Mexicans held up a deÂŹ tachment of the United States sailÂŹ ors who were carrying mail. On April 19, 1916, President Wilson sent an ultimatum to Germany in reÂŹ gard to her U boat policy. Notes have since been sent to that counÂŹ try threatening a break, but they had no effect, and on April 2, 1917, ConÂŹ gress declared that a state of war exÂŹ isted between the United States and Germany. N. W. P., â17. The Pioneer Page Fifteen BASEBALL. The season opened April 16, in Lynn, where Lynn Classical high was taken on. Reading was defeated by the close score of 4 to 3. ConsiderÂŹ ing the amount of practise the squad had previous to this game, the showÂŹ ing was commendable. The two weeks before the game, had been spent in laying out new base lines on the old diamond. A considerable amount of sod was reÂŹ moved and filled in with loam. Stoneliam was met the nineteenth of April, and pinned a tremendous defeat on Reading, by the score of 10 to 1. The least said about this game the better. Previous to this, Wilmington High had met and defeated Stoneham, with Reynolds, Slonehamâs star twirler in the box. So Wilmington was taken on April 25, and given a humiliating defeat by a score of 4 to 3. The team is now fairly started, they are hitting like fiends and fielding well. There are two or three pitchÂŹ ers who are now rounding into form. With the coming of warm weather, a great change in form of the whole team will come. The âpepâ that is fifty per cent of any game is now be- ii g manifested. Without this aggresÂŹ siveness a teamâs chance of winning many games are nil. However the whole team is now âcomingâ and a good season is exÂŹ pected. The schedule follows: Mon. Apr. 16âReading at Lynn Classical High. . t Thurs. April 19âStoneliam at Reading. Wed. Apr. 25âWilmington at Reading. Wed. May 2âReading at Peabody. JSat. May 5âReading at WinchesÂŹ ter. Wed. May 9âWakefield at ReadÂŹ ing. iFri. May 11âLexington at ReadÂŹ ing. JTues. May 15âArlington at ReadÂŹ ing. IFri. May 18âWinchester at ReadÂŹ ing. Wed. May 23âReading at Stone- ham. $Fri. May 25âReading at LexingÂŹ ton. |Mon. May 28âReading at ArlingÂŹ ton. Tues. May 29âReading at Puncli- ard High. Fri. June 8âFederal A. C. at ReadÂŹ ing. Sat. June 16âReading at WakeÂŹ field. Wed. June 20âPeabody at ReadÂŹ ing. Middlesex League. :l! Mystic League. When I consider how my time is spentâ For basket-ball, I have laid waste my powers, How during all the yearsâ fond hoursâ Oft when my legs were sore and badÂŹ ly bent I thought to rest but on and on I went. When oft our hopes were raised as high as towers And we had hoped to carry home the flowers, Page Sixteen The Pioneer But there were obstacles which did prevent: For this, for everything, Iâm ill at ease. The judgment day with sullen roar draws nigh. My hard and thoughtless teachers ask me why I look so sad and shaky at the knees, While other students hold their heads up high. They spent their time with books, with sports, Did I. H. McLeod, â17. MY FIRST GAME OF FOOTBALL. One day while I was watching some boys play football, one of the boys had to go home for some reaÂŹ son. and they asked me to take his piaee. I told them that I didnât know how to play but they said that they didnât care and that I would learn. They put me out at the end of the line facing another boy. I wanted a chance to show what I could do but it looked as though the boy that gave the signals had forgotten me so I decided to try to get the ball anyÂŹ way. My chance came at last while the âquarterâ was passing the ball to a boy near me who dropped it. Now was my chance. I grabbed the ball and was off before the fellows knew it. I ran for the nearest goal post thinking the rest were foolish, (runÂŹ ning where they always got tackled easily!. The captain yelled someÂŹ thing at me but I only heard the word âfoolâ and as I thought he wanted the ball, so that he might get all the glory, I ran all the faster. There was a boy from the other side who seemed to think he could catch me, so I ran as fast as I could. When l got back of the goal, 1 let the ball go. Then, to my surprise, the other fellow grabbed it and yelled âDOWN!â It was the wrong goal! This âwonâ the game for the other side and I was never given another chance to play on that team again. I will never forget that day because the fellows are always joking me about the âgoalâ I got. P. Spillane â19. DEBATING CLUB. The second debate of the Middlesex T riangular League was won by the Stoneham team on arch 26, in the competition with Wakefield. In winÂŹ ning this debate Stoneham obtained custody of the shield for the second time this season, and this makes the shield their property. The third debate of the year which should have taken place between Reading and Wakefield on the second Friday in May has been cancelled by the latter school. The general senÂŹ timent in Reading was to carry it through to a finish even though there were no trophy for which to work. While we regret very much that we of Reading were unable to win the trophy, we feel that we have not lost all. The experience in public speaking which has been gained through the debating .club may prove of inestimable value in future years. Orvis H. Saxby, President The Pioneer Page Seventeen ALUMNI NOTES. John Burke has enlisted in the U. S. Navy. Paul Cummings is employed by the B. M. R. R., Boston. Kenneth Dane has enlisted in the 1st Corps Cadets, N. G. M. Leslie Hill is with the New EngÂŹ land Oil, Paint Varnish Co., BosÂŹ ton. Harold Owen is at Wentworth InÂŹ stitute, Boston. Melvin Parsons is employed by the John Worley Co., Boston. Harry Sawyer has enlisted in the U. S. Navy. Chesley Stevens has enlisted in the U. S. Marine Corps. Eric Turner has enlisted in the 1st Corps Cadets, N. G. M. Harold Turner is employed at homie. Mildred Harrison is employed by the Malden V Melrose Gas Electric Co., in the Reading office. Gladys Killam is recovering from the serious injuries which she reÂŹ ceived in the accident. Grace OâKelly is employed by the Malden Melrose Gas Electric Co., in the Reading office. CLASS PARTSâ1917. Class Valedictory Wilfred Sylvester Class Salutatory Raymond Starke COMMENCEMENT. Class Honor: 1. Orvis H. Saxby. 2. Francis Quinlan. Faculty Honor: 1. Irene Allen. 2. Margaret McDonagh. CLASS DAY. Class Honor: 1. James Alger. 2. Norman Perry. 3. Samuel Abbott. Faculty Honor: 1. Ernest MacDougall. 2. C. Doucette. 3. Nelson Young. 4. Mary Pheney. CLASS DAY COMMITTEE. Chairman, Joseph Burke, Christine Fife, Helen Partelow, Helen Nowell, Stuart Richards. ON THE FARM. Oh I like to be down on the farm In maple sugaring time Where buckets of sap Are right on tap Which beats the best of wine. We boil the sap till its thick and brown A great deal of time it takes Then itâs put in pails and lugged to the house To eat on griddle cakes. F. Parsons â20. âClarion,â Elverett, Mass. âScarab,â Cleveland, Ohio. âBlue and Gold â Malden, Mass. Page Eighteen The Pioneer âHamptonia,â New Hampton, N. H. âShuttle,â Boston, Mass. âSomanhis Events,â South ManchesÂŹ ter, Conn. âUniversity School News,â Cleveland, Ohio. âEtnfield Echo,â Tliompsonville, Conn. âColby Voice,â New London, N. H. âForum,â Houston, Texas. âMonitor,â Wellesley, Mass. âAcademy Scholium,â Philadelphia, Pa. âOracle,â Manchester, N. H. âTattler,â Nashua, N. H. âScrab,â âBobsâ on Boysâ is well written, and so are the rest of your stories in this issue. âBlue and Gold.â We are always glad to receive your paper. âHamptonia.â Your school notes are interesting. âShuttle.â Your literary department is large and well written. âSomanhis Events.â Your notes are many and varied. âEnfield Echo,â âThe Seanceâ is clevÂŹ erly done. âForum.â Your class notes are an excellent idea. âMonitor.â Donât you think a few more cuts would improve your paÂŹ per a great deal? âAcademy Scholium,â Your literÂŹ ary department is short but inter- ; esting. â âOracle.â Your articles in the for- i ' eign languages are something new. âTatler.â âA Tale of the Nortlandâ is started well. âEach retailer pinned his face (faith) on some one line.â Rumors are prevalent that Messrs. Thâson and Aâger have started operations in the Physics Laboratory on silver plating pennies to be used as nickels at the lunch counters. If they succeed it will help greatly toÂŹ wards the redistribution of wealth planned by our particular branch of the Black Hand Society. Let Mrs. Pratt beware! âSpare Fast that with the gods doth diet.â Mr. Antâs: âThat means that he lives high.â Miss Ab-ott: âAll help at the Athletic AssociaÂŹ tion Circus .... For posters see Miss Ber-hold. For a sideshow see Miss Co-liss. English. âShylock: âYou call me misbeliever and spit upon my garbage.â (gabarÂŹ dine.) A Freshman Oral Theme. H A ⢠o He was told to valk until he got to the pine tree and when he got to the pine tree, he found it wasnât there.â The Pioneer Page Nineteen SHIFTING THE RESPONSIBILITY. Bessie had just received a bright new dime and was starting out to invest in an ice-cream soda. âWhy donât you give your money to the missionaries?â asked the minÂŹ ister, who was calling at the time. âI thought about that,â said Bessie, âbut I think I will buy the ice-cream soda and let the druggist give the money to the missionaries.â ONE WAY TO DO IT. It was Christmas week and the car was crowded to its limits. âHere you!â bawled the conductor angrily, âYou rang up a fare! Do that again and Iâll put you off the car!â The little man, jammed in the midÂŹ dle of the crowded car, at once rang up another fare. Thereupon the conductor stopped the car, forced his way through the jam and projected the offender through the crowd and to the edge of the platform. âThanks,â said the little man, âhereâs your dime, I didnât see any other way to get through that crowd.â ... ENLISTMENTS ... Co. H, N. G. M. (Stoneham) Clement Gleason John Perry 1 st Corps Cadets, N. G. M. Roland Shepardson Herbert MacLeod Kenneth Dane Navy Thomas Quinlan TORREâS THE ONLY STORE IN TOWN THAT MAKES Candy and Ice Cream PRATTâS MARKET A. C. Pratt, Prop. Groceries - Provisions and Fruit Tel. 250 READING SQUARE M. LEVINE FIRST CLASS Boot and Shoe Repairing Best Quality of Leather used Reading Square INDIAN MOTORCYCLES Bicycles Supplies Storage Batteries Sporting Goods Repairs Service Station GEO. W. DAVIS CO. Haven Street Reading, Mass. Tel. 382 âDANIELSâ The only Tailor on the Square PRESSING, REPAIRING âAND- NAPTHA CLEANSING ROCKLAND READING LEOMINSTER A SPECIALTY FRAMINGHAM 2 CS a LU o â r ADAMS COMPANY READING ii CASH DISCOUNT STORES 99 O a r m co Š X o WOBURN GARDNER KEENE If you havenât tried our Graham Bread at 10c. and 6c., beÂŹ gin now. Also Graham Biscuit The Home Bakery Tel. 298 -M Reading Square KAPLAN ADAMS ..TAILORS.. LOUIS KAPLAN L. N. ADAMS Reading, Mass. Phone 179-W A FRIEND  ! When in Reading eat at MYER A. 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' i V ' , 2 Masonic Block usiness Thousands of places in the Government and in business houses will need to be filled from now on. These places require men and women with an organized knowledge of business. Burdett College, realizing the needs of the times, is offering a special emergency course for women and regular courses for those . who are starting on their life âs work. ; Efficiency is needed now and will be needed in the future more than ever before. $rajEÂŤi ⢠. â : 5 l2 i â˘-â !%-. .iSÂŁST!S?59Wi i a| c , ,ÂŤ . i ⢠m gHja Advance Individually ? T .⢠- - -- ⢠⢠, T ; b :;ÂŤ2 Kindly call, write or ' phone for a catalogue SMS ⢠W. !⢠: - it. ' ⢠âjgiti ' 190 il âŚ-v, f yt â-;vÂŤ r - 3 ' â ⢠vjL itf Ja 18 BOYLSTON ST, BOSTON READING COMMENCEMENT NUMBER MASSACHUSETTS ...1917... Boston Studio 161 Tremont Street Tel. Beach 858 164 Tremont Street .... Tel. Beach 2687 New York Studio 306 Fifth Avenue All works of taste must bear a price in proÂŹ portion to the skill, time, expense and risk attending their invention and manufacture. Those things called dear are, when justly estimated, the cheapest. They are attended with much less profit to the artist than those which everybody calls cheap. A disÂŹ position for cheapness and not for excelÂŹ lence of workmanship is the most frequent and certain cause of the decay and destrucÂŹ tion of arts and manufacture. Class Photographers for Reading High School 1916 and 1917 F. A. BESSOM MENâS AND BOVS 7 CLOTHING Kuppenheimer Clothing for Men and Young Men Holeproof Hosiery for men, women and children EMERSON SHOES... ...STETSON HATS READING, MASS. FRANCIS BROTHERS ...Furnaces, Ranges and Carpets... FOR CASH OR INSTALLMENTS Agents for Crawford and Glenwood Ranges, Sherwin-Williams Co. Paints. Estimates given on Steam, Hot Water and Furnace Heating Also on Plumbing HAVEN ST. ...... READING, MASS. G. H. ATKINSON CO. Telephone 7 WHOLESALE AND RETAIL The Price Ycm Pay for Flour is not always an indication of quality. But when the brand of flour is REGENT that indicates Quality WALLACE... HIGH GRADE TEAS AND COFFEES . . . 189 MAIN STREET, READING Telephone Connection CLEMENT T. GLEASON âAGENT FORâ ..Edgerley Bessom.. James W. Brine Co. Athletic UNDERTAKERS Goods of Ail Kinds 205 Main Street, Reading, Mass. SWEATERS A SPECIALTY Branch at Lynnfield and North Reading Ask for Prices FIRST NATIONAL BANK THE LATEST MODELS IN Reading, Mass. CAPITAL $50,000.00 RESOURCES $500,000.00 .. Dress Shoes.. Moderate Prices SAFE DEPOSIT BOXES SAVINGS DEPARTMENT A. D. GORDON Your Business Respectfully Solicited Bancroftâs Shoe Store READING, MASS. Hall Macfarland With the Compliments of Up-to-date Footwear H Sc (E For the Whole Family, including HOSIERY H. O. COPELAND CO. âSomeâ of the Staple and Fancy Dry Goods upper story MEN ' S FURNISHINGS Agents for McCall Patterns and Publi- cations Reading Square ...ART SHOP... KODAKS CHARMING is the way one of our customers described the Spring and Summer Styles we are now showÂŹ ing for students. WALK-OVER SHOES FOR MEN Just say âShow me your Walk-Over Shoesâ and you will get the best value possible in footwear for men. OUR MENâS FURNISHING DEPARTMENT is replete with the newest fashions from the fountain of fashion. CHASE FINNEGAN The Up-to-date Shoemen Tel. 73-J And Camera Supplies Developing and Printing Stamping and Embroideries Home Cooked Food Served M. F. CHARLES Walter K. Badger Watches, Clocks and Jewelry Real Estate and Insurance of all Kinds Sold, Cleaned and Repaired JUSTICE OF THE PEACE 188 Main Street . . Reading, Mass. Reading Square YOUâRE NEXT AT PAUL SEIFERTâS 1 onsorial Rooms Reading Sq. ALL KINDS OF FRESH FISH IN THEIR SEASON Electric Massage with Rogersâ Violet Rays READING, MASS. OYSTERS, CLAMS, SCALLOPS FRESH BOILED LOBSTER .... HARRY P. BOSSON ..Insurance.. Rockport Fish Market TELEPHONE 76 A Dollar Saved is More than a Dollar Earned READING CO-OPERATIVE BANK helps you get the saving habit READING THEATRE High Class Photo Plays Paramount, Fox and Vita graph ======== Features ===== MOLLIE KING in Pathe Serial, âTHE DOUBLE CROSSâ Every Monday and Tuesday HELEN HOLMES in âTHE RAILROAD RAIDERSâ Every Saturday BURTON HOLMES TRAVELS Evenings at 7.45 Saturday, 2 Shows, 6.45 and 8.30 Matinee, Saturday at 2.30 ŠIje {ftmtm i Published four times a year by the pupils of the Reading High School. Entered as second class matter January 14, 1913, at the Post Office, Reading, Mass., under the act of March 3, 1879. COMMENCEMENT NUMBER, 1917 VOL. XXIV TEN CENTS A COPY NO. 8 tBoarb of lEMtora Editor-in-Chief Dwight Gray Business Managers Orvis Saxby Stuart Richards Emily Viall Advisory Editors Miss Helen Abbott Miss Batchelder Sporting Editor Stuart Richards Alumni Editor Rowland Shepardson Associate Editors Wilfred Sylvester, â17 Irene Allen, â17 Mildred Partelow, â18 Francis Shepardson, â18 Albion Metcalf,â19 Doris Mackenzie,â19 Charles OâKell y,â20 Margaret Meuse,â20 Raymond Starke, â17 â 3Forutarh â Senior Class Motto ... iEidtnrial... HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIH We who are graduating from Reading High School this week, are after all merely changing our place and mode of study. For whatever we do hereafter, the foundation for it must be study and concentration. We all have our ambitions,â there is some pinnacle that each of us would gain. There is some point on our mental horizons which we are determined to reach. But all hopes of gaining these points or pinnacles must be given up the moment that study is given up,âthe moment that we can learn nothing in the school of experience and life. Once started, the preparation of the mind cannot cease until completion of our lifeâs task is gained. We must rememÂŹ ber that all the work is in the preparation, and all the wonder in the completion. It might be argued by the morbid that completion of our lifeâs task is never gained. But then the preparation of the mind must never cease, and see,âdoes not the preparation of the mind find completion in itself? The following is quoted from the Bible : âThen I looked on all the works that my hands had wrought and on the labor that I had labored to do; and behold, all was vanity and vexation of spirit, and there was no profit under the sun.â We can create nothing which is perfect. Emerson says that everything that God himself has made has a crack in it. The only thing which we can develop to approach perfectness, is our own brain. There, only, have we the exclusive right to create or destroy. There, only, have we complete power. Our greatest ambition should be to develop our brain to its highest point of efficiency, for from our brain alone can profit come. âDWIGHT GRAY. VALEDICTORIAN SALUTATORIAN CLASS PRESIDENT Page Eight The Pioneer Reading High School Ivy Day Exercises CLASS OF 1917 Reading High School Hall, Tuesday AfterÂŹ noon, June Twenty-sixth at three oâclock 2 . 3. Address of Welcome and PresÂŹ entation of Class Gift. fC larence L. Doucette The Voyage of the Good Ship â17. James Warren Alger Announcement of Class Elections. (Class Honor) Prettiest Girl, Handsomest Boy, Class Cut-up, Greatest Talker, Jolliest Girl, Jolliest Boy, Wittiest Girl, Wittiest Boy, Most Original, Most Popular Girl Most Popular Boy, Cutest Girl, Christine Fife Norman Perry Samuel Abbott Samuel Abbott Helen Partelow Francis Quinlan Priscilla Twombly Francis Quinlan Priscilla Twombly Helen Partelow Francis Quinlan Christine Fife Most Likely to Succeed, Orvis Saxby Neatest Girl, Neatest Boy, Faculty Pet, Most Fickle, Class Athlete, Most Dignified, Class Flirt, Junior Girl, Christine Fife Henry Moore Margaret McDonagh Clifton Stokes Herbert MacLeod Wilfred Sylvester Clifton Stokes Effie Currell Junior Boy, Ernest Johnson Norman Warren Perry Selection from Rigoletto Frank Liszt John Earle Thompson 4. Presentation of Athletic Medals. Samuel Batchelder Abbott Arthur Norman Ellison Herbert Willis MacLeod Henry Edward Moore Norman Warren Perry Stuart Forbes Richards Raymond Robert Starke Seth Edward Stevens 5. Class Will. fERNEST Chandler MacDougall 6. Class Prophecy. IMaLy Margaret Pheney Samuel Batchelder Abbott 7. School Song. âPlanting of the Ivyâ 8. Ivy Oration. Henry Edward Moore President, Class of 1917. 9. Acceptance of the Spade. Ernest Sidney Johnson President, Class of 1918 Class Honors. fFaculty Honors. CLASS OFFICERS Henry Edward Moore, Pres. Francis Sylvester Quinlan, Vice-Pres. Emily Palmer Viall, Sec. Robert Malcolm Brown, Treas. Helen Frances Partelow, Chm. Dance Com. The Pioneer Page Nine CLASS DAY COMMITTEE Joseph Francis Burke, Chm. Helen Frances Partelow Christine Horton Fife, Helen Nowell Stuart Forbes Richards ADDRESS OF WELCOME AND PRESENTATION OF GIFT. (Faculty Honor) The members of the Class of 1917, Reading High School, are assembled here this afternoon to commemorate the ninth anniversary of the annual Class Day. This will be our last play-day toÂŹ gether: the day when you are perÂŹ mitted to look into our past, and to gain an insight into our futu re. It is my pleasant duty to express to the people here today the hope that you will enjoy the occasion as much as we expect to, and that it will be imÂŹ printed in your memory and serve as a reminder of your own CommenceÂŹ ment Week. Therefore, it is with much pleasure that I welcome you toÂŹ day on behalf of the graduating class. About 125 of our boys have gone to prove that Reading is a town to be deÂŹ pended upon in a crisis. A large numÂŹ ber of these soldiers and sailors have left behind them families to which their earnings were necessary in the maintenance of the home. The boys themselves will miss many of those little luxuries to which they have been accustomed. To assist these soldiers and their families, there has been formed an organization known as the Soldiersâ Aid Committee. A part of the work th ey have acÂŹ complished is supplying the young men with writing materials and magaÂŹ zines, and aiding their families with money, food, or other necessities. To show 1917âs appreciation of the benefits and favors we have received from the town, I have the pleasure of presenting to Mr. Loring, who is chairman of the Soldiersâ Aid ComÂŹ mittee, the sum of thirty-five dollars. The second half of our gift we hope will express in a small manner our feelings toward the school. It was seÂŹ lected after much deliberation, for the building is so well supplied with beauÂŹ tiful gifts that we experienced diffiÂŹ culty in making our decision. May this picture prove a symbol of our love and loyalty to the school. CLARENCE DOUCETTE. âTHE VOYAGE OF THE GOOD SHIP â17â (Class Honor) It was the third of September, 1913 âa calm, peaceful, autumnal day, radiant with the sunshine of hope, when the good ship âClass of 1917â stood at anchor at the wharf of a new school year. She was a new ship of the old R. H. S. line, that line which has carried so many passengers safeÂŹ ly to harbor in the Land of Greater Wisdom. As the ship stood at anÂŹ chor on that eventful morning, passenÂŹ gers began to arrive early and to preÂŹ pare for the voyage that, even then, they all realized was to be one of the most important of their lives. I, beÂŹ ing the first, had scarcely finished the task of placing my signature on the Shipâs register, when I was joined by a new comer, who had recently served his apprenticeship in a small navy yard to our northward. I peeped over Page Ten The Pioneer his shoulder as he wrote his name, and was surprised to see the words, âSamÂŹ uel Abbott.â I had heard of him beÂŹ fore, and of his many pranks, and I was sure his jolly company would brighten for my fellow sailors many an otherwise gloomy hour. Soon all the eligible seamen had registered and our noble ship put out to sea. We were naturally very enthusiasÂŹ tic and asked many eager questions of our Captain, Mr. Safford, and our Pilot, Miss Gilmore. We spent much time losing our way about deck and as a result doors of various rooms were frequently swung back so as to afford the lost sailor a good view of their numbers. Being young and curious, it did not take us long to become acÂŹ quainted with our officers, and our joÂŹ vial Steward âClemâ and smiling Stewardess âMa.â Our fears of shipwreck were entirely wiped away in the assurance that so able a staff of seamen as these worthy teachers and helpers had us in their charge. One example of our great attentiveÂŹ ness may well be remembered. One day an officer was busy instructing us in a little useful information when suddenly she began to tap her desk with her pencil and demanded, âOrÂŹ der!â Seaman Stokes (sleeping as usual) replied from the back seat, âHot dog and ham sandwich.â The following dialogue between two of our number was overheard one day in the shipâs library:â Seaman Starke, (pointing to one of the statues) âIs that plaster of ParÂŹ is?â Seaman Sylvester, (looking wise) âI donât know. I havenât studied Greek mythology yet.â During the early part of our voyÂŹ age there were naturally a few cases of seasickness and various sailors, parÂŹ ticularly seamen Hildreth and AnÂŹ drews, were tempted to throw up AlÂŹ gebra, Geometry, Latin, and other disÂŹ agreeable dishes, in times of rough sea, but our Pilot assured us caliply but firmly that we would only have to consume these indigestibles over and over until they were perfectly assimiÂŹ lated, and so most of us bravely manÂŹ aged to hold them down. Some of us, sad to relate, did not willingly obey, nor complete our tasks, and so, while others were playing on deck, we were obliged to sit in close confinement within the brig, (usually room 4) and meditate upon our sins. Among the chief offenders were Seamen Davis, Crowhurst, Andrews, Dacey, DesÂŹ mond, Abbott and .... myself. But so much did we improve before the end of the first trip that our honorÂŹ able captain decided to abolish the nuiÂŹ sance, and afternoon sessions âwalked the plankâ, and became an item of history. Our ship was frequently visited by sailors from the boats of 1916, 1915 and 1914, which were sailing ahead of us. At these times, our poor seamen were often pushed ruthlessly about and forced to take big jumps over obÂŹ stacles like walls, and this was conÂŹ sidered, by some of our timid seamen, a very rough trick. So well did most of us perform our tasks that at the end of a ten monthsâ cruise, almost all of us received our passes from the Pilot, and were alÂŹ lowed to spend two months ashore in port âHave-a-Restâ. There we obÂŹ tained a fresh supply of courage with The Pioneer Page Eleven which to tackle the tides of languages and the mathematical waves of SophÂŹ omore Sea. We also acquired grey matter and nerve. During that sumÂŹ mer many of us sailors drank of the water of a spring which we thought was the âFountain of Perfect UnderÂŹ standing,â but on returning for the cruise on Sophomore Sea, we soon found it was only a little too much confidence which we had foolishly stored in our puffed heads. September saw us back again on our good ship, preparing for an even greater voyage than the one just past. It was during this voyage that we were for the first time given a chance to prove our learning, for at that time examinations were first inÂŹ troduced. As a result, a few of our formerly happy-go-lucky seamen were seen with wet towels around their heads. It was also at this time that Seamen Sylvester, Starke, Allen and Gillingham set out for the prize of valedictorian. This was not the only race, for teams from the different ships met at scheduled times and tested their skill at basket-ball. We had much confidence in our noble team of 1917, Capt. Stevens, Quinlan, AbÂŹ bott, Richards and others. We fought hard for victory over the seniors, and the last game for the title was hard for us to digest, for we lost it by only a few points. We had forfeited our best men, MacLeod, Bangs, and Hunt, for the varsity squad. Had it not been for this, the seniors would never have dreamt of a cup! During this cruise, the seating plan for chapel service was changed, and the freshseamen were transferred to the back of the hall, where they could more easily get away with their pranks. Some of our seamen also fell overboard during this trip; but we in turn managed to rescue Seaman Springford, who had fallen from â1916â, the boat in whose wake we were sailing. By this time, we had begun to get well acquainted with our fellow sailors and we were permitted to choose from among our number a leader, Henry Moore, who has proved to be a very good boss. One pleasant morning, we saw Samuel, who is never very still, calmly occupying the quarÂŹ ters of K. Holt, in Room 2. This was just after we had been sent under the instruction of a substitute officer. Do we not all chuckle at the remembrance that K. Holt received a report for Samâs actions? We had been very busy during the second year of our voyage, and when we put into port for a two monthâs rest, we were all sadly in need of it. The summer was uneventful for us, but after it had passed we returned recognizing ourselves as upperclass seamen. Our hours of service at this point in the voyage were lengthened to 2.15, so as to afford a chance for more studying. We feel sure that in the years to come, that added hour will show itself in our increased ability to cope with the world and its problems! It sureÂŹ ly showed in History IV one mornÂŹ ing when MacLeod wisely announced: âThere was no other man who exÂŹ tinguished himself as did WashingÂŹ ton.â We wonder if Herbert was planning his own future in that brilÂŹ liant moment? This part of the voyage was full of witty remarks. Miss Vale, our Span- Page Twelve The Pioneer ish officer, happened one day during a rough sea to speak about Seaman Thompson thus: âItâs a good thing about Thompson; he always stands on his two feet.â From Seaman Gray, who was sitting behind Thompson, came in a stage whisper, âYes, and he is standing on my feet now.â In our clever English class one morning we were suddenly brought from a spell of quietness by Seaman Daccy. Instructor Abbott asked Da- cey to correct the following sentence: âHe did pretty well for a new beginÂŹ ner.â Dacey answered thusly: âHe done pretty good for a new beginner.â It was on this cruise that we gave a dance on shipboard, to watch the passing of the year 1915. The pretty girls and dainty costumes livened the old ship until she fairly rang with gaiety, and as the year 1916 popped his head around the door, he was greeted with bells, horns, whistles, and all sorts of implements of torture. The following poem recalls to memÂŹ ory one morning during chapel service when a little fur-coated stranger hapÂŹ pened to creep up between the planks of the platform: â âTwas on the morn of March 16th, When ait were in their chapel seats, That on the stage there did appear That dreaded thing that schoolmarms fear. The schoolmarms got excited: yes,â They all were frightened more or less, Yea, all were frightened, as I said, And all with fear were nearly dead. Did I say all? No. there was one Who stood her post and did not run From just a little harmless mouse That crept out of its dusty house.â With the nearness of our third port, and the knowledge that the one ship ahead of us was unloading her cargo, came the realization that we were to lead the great Squadron thru the comÂŹ ing yearâs voyage, and that upon us rested the safety and prosperity of the passage. We set sail for our voyage on SenÂŹ ior Sea with a great impetus to athÂŹ letics led by our new officer in charge, Coach Keaney. Our fall baseball team ala shied with the teams jjrom the squadrons of Wakefield, Stoneham, and Woburn, beating in two games and coming out tie in the two with Wakefield. Track Athletics were inÂŹ troduced and we all ran and jumped around the deck valiantly day after day. Seaman Gibbons of the ship of 1919 took away the laurels for the largest number of individual points won in the events. Our greatest inÂŹ terest was placed in our basket-ball team, which for skill and speed could not be equalled on our own ship. Trips to other squadrons were sometimes disastrous, but on our own good ship we remained invincible. Our Senior Dance, held during Xmas vacation was one to be well rememÂŹ bered. The assembly hall was decorÂŹ ated with Xmas trees and wreaths, and the costumes of our lady-sailors added greatly to the beauty of the scene. A few of the members of our crew who liked to annoy us with French speech, presented to the crews of our ships the play, âLes Deux Sourds,â and our Senior play, âTomÂŹ myâs Wife,â was certainly a credit to the seamen engaged in its production. This affair was followed by a dance also. The â5 10â was without doubt the best athletic benefit ever held on this old ship. The side shows, the dancing, the pictures, and the âeatsâ all attracted many. Well will be remembered the actions of Ichabod, The Pioneer Page Thirteen Rastus, Checkerberry, Raspberry, Sambo and Jumbo! Also we must give great credit to their interlocutor, Coach Keaney, who skillfully handled the bones. Our great class of earnest Seamen is well represented in the National Guard by John Perry, in the 1st Corps Cadets by Herbert MacLeod, and in the navy by Thomas Quinlan. These fellow sailors take with them the blessings of the class with which they were so long connected. Our lady seamen have been showing their patriotism by working on comfort kits and taking first-aid lessons to help those who have offered their services to our great struggle for democracy. Today as our good ship nears the port of âCommencement,â with our banner flying before us, may we say âau revoirâ believing that we have left behind us one of the happiest voyages of our lives. We hope that by our good example the ships of the following classes may live to see an even happier voyage than we have just experienced. May our class motÂŹ to, which floats upon our banner, be an incentive to the seamen of the good ship â1917,â may they be forever strivingââForward.â JAMES ALGER, Class History. CLASS WILL (Faculty Honor) Know all men by these presents, that we, the Class of 1917, of the High School, in the town of Reading, CounÂŹ ty of Middlesex, and Commonwealth of Massachusetts, being in possession of a crammed mind, well-trained memÂŹ ory and almost super-human underÂŹ standing, do make, publish and declare this our last will and testimony, hereÂŹ by expressly revoking any and all former wills, bequests and devices of whatsoever nature made by us. After the payment of our just debts, including all unpaid class dues, in pursuit of which our Treasurer, RobÂŹ ert Brown, has already worn out two pairs of shoes; also Pioneer subscripÂŹ tions, of which the cutting tongue of our very enterprising business managÂŹ er, Orvis Saxby, has often reminded us; and the Athletic Association pledÂŹ ges for which the teachers are conÂŹ stantly dunning us; we do hereby give, devise, and bequeath as follows: A. General bequests: 1. To our school we leave our lastÂŹ ing devotion and loyalty, and the promise of our hearty support in the years to come. 2. To Mr. Safford, we leave a mortÂŹ gage on our futures, that he may be in some measure repaid for the enÂŹ ergy and toil he has put into our past. 3. To the faculty we give and beÂŹ queath all the amazing and startling information that we have furnished them from time to time in our various examination papers. We know that much which we have imparted to them in this way must have been entirely new to students everywhere, and would throw much light on many a hitherto little known subject. The facÂŹ ulty is given liberty to give out such information when they feel the world is ready to receive and appreciate it. 4. To the Junior Class we give and bequeath our seats in chapel, and to those fortunate enough to occupy the front row, the special privilege of putÂŹ ting their feet on the edge of the stage. Page Fourteen The Pioneer 5. To the Sophomore Class we leave the rare privilege of becoming Juniors, a station in life to which one can atÂŹ tain but once. 6. To the Freshmen class, if we may call them that, we leave the next yearâs .entering class. Surely after the example set by us to 1920, they will know what to do to 1921. 7. To the Debating Club, we leave President Saxbyâs lightning speed of tongue in order that the speakers may be able to get in enough arguÂŹ ment, in the ten minutes of each speech, to win the championship in the coming year. 8. To the three remaining classes in Reading High School we give large portions of Harry Keaneyâs nerve and excess hot air, yet feel sure that there will be enough left for many classes to follow. 9. We give and bequeath the fine collection of chalk, blackboard erasers and other implements of classroom warfare, together with a complete set of âMorning Postsâ, the former propÂŹ erty of our baseball captain, Sam AbÂŹ bott, to all gallant warriors and literÂŹ ary cranks respectively. B. Individual bequests: 1. To Miss Abbott, our patient and enduring teacher, we leave the fond memory of her interesting namesake, Samuel. 2. To Ted Gibbons, the Sophomore basket-ball star, we leave Herbert MacLeodâs basket-ball eye. 3. To Donald Ainsworth, otherwise known as âTom Thumbâ, we leave a suit of clothes belonging to his twin brother, Wilfred Sylvester. The fit may not be perfect at present, but we think Tom will soon fill them out. 4. To Ernest Johnson, president of the Junior Class, we give the banking ability of our banker, Stuart Tuttle. 5. To Gladys Surette, treasurer of the Class of 1918, we give all the perÂŹ sistency and ability of our Treasurer, Robert Brown, to bring the delinquents to dig in their pockets and pay their dues. 6. To Kendrick Holt, we give his brotherâs ability to slip into the seat nearest the door and not be marked late. 7. To Philip Benton, short of staÂŹ ture, we leave Henry Libbeyâs recipe for growing tall in four years. 8. To Gertrude Quimby, we leave Anna MacKillopâs conversational powÂŹ ers, to add to her own limited ones. 9. To Molly Parsons, we leave Ray Starkeâs ability at mathematics, so that he may figure out in how many minutes he can serve as valet for six Seniors. 10. To âBubâ Dane, we leave Helen Nowellâs talent in history, so that he may get along faster another year. 11. To Muriel Richardson, we leave the combined vocal abilities of Jessie MacDonald, Anna Freeman, Josephine Reid and Lillian Field, in order that she may make herself heard at the baseball games next year. There are also some bequests which the Class of 1917 as a whole wish to confer on certain of its members at the time of the reading of this last will and testament. I, therefore, take great pleasure in making the followÂŹ ing presentations: 1. To James Alger we present this poetâs license in order that he may write in peace. (Reads it). 2. To our dignified member Nelson The Pioneer Page Fifteen Young, this cane. No doubt, he will not have this long before he will be making it serve many different purÂŹ poses. (Uses it). 3. To Earle Thompson, we present this can of silver polish in order that his silver-plated pennies may not get tarnished and mistaken for anything but a dime. 4. To Seth Stevens we present this memorandum in order that he may not have a Hunt for all his dates. 5. To âPlugâ Springford, we preÂŹ sent this very powerful magnet in orÂŹ der that he may not have to exert himÂŹ self, to reach for any article he wishes. 6. To Mary Pheney we give this lorgnette, to remind her of her dignity in the Senior Play. 7. To Irene Allen we present this broom in order that she may continue to be as neat as she has been during her years at Reading High. 8. To George Antunes and CornelÂŹ ius Dacey, our prosperous farmers, we give this cow and hen in order that they may never be without these things. 9. To Joe Burke, we give this pocket book for the handfuls of bills he was showing a short time. When anyone carries his money in one dolÂŹ lar bills, he might lose it. 10. To Frank Collins, we present a small horn, so that he may make a lot of noise without hurting himself. 11. To Arthur Ellison and Stuart Richards, twin gods of the fount, we present their glasses to help them out in their breakage bill. 12. To George Marchetti we give this pint of peanuts, to protect Cuneo from Georgeâs appetite. 13. To Beulah Page we give this megaphone that she may be heard and not be lost in the rush. 14. To Norman Perry, our handÂŹ somest boy, we present this mirror in order that he may admire his good looks. We are very sorry that he is too bashful to tell you himself that he is the handsomest boy in the Class of 1917. 15. To Helen Prentiss, our fashion queen, wâe present this fashion book in order that she may always be up to date. 16. To Sophie Fultz we give this artificial rose, so that she may always have a flower on hand when she wishes to supply the teachers. 17. To Emily Viall, we present this stout heart, hoping that she may nevÂŹ er be âscared to deathâ any more. 18. To Helen Lord we leave this tiny piano, to make her practicing easy wherever she may go. 19. To Clarence Doucette we leave this cake of soap, wonderfully scented by Prof. Keaney with oil of lemon. This is not for washing purposes, but to offset the odoriferous odors which Clarence may encounter at the ChemiÂŹ cal Works. The rest and residue of our estate, real, personal, and mixed, whether in possession, reversion, or remainder, we give, bequeath and devise to the undergraduates and their assigns forÂŹ ever. Signed, sealed, published, and deÂŹ clared on the twenty-sixth day of June, A. D., one thousand nine hunÂŹ dred and seventeen, as the last will and testament of the Class of 1917, in the presence of us, who, at its request and in its presence and in the presÂŹ ence of each other, hereunto have subÂŹ scribed our names. ERNEST MacDOUGALL Page Sixteen The Pioneer PROPHESY OF CLASS OF 1917, R. H. S. (Faculty and Class Honors) Time: 1937. Scene: Restaurant in Boston. (Samuel B. Abbott enters and seats himself at a table, brings forth a newspaper and glances up quickly as a person brushes by him and seats herÂŹ self at the same table.) Sam: Well, by Jove, if Iâm not misÂŹ taken, it is Mary Pheney, one of my old friends of Reading High School. Where have you been these last 20 years, and what have you been doing? Mary: Well, you are not mistaken, thatâs just who I am, and it didnât take me any more than half a second to recognize you as Samuel B. Abbott of R. H. S. 1917, and I must say that I am mighty glad to see someone of the c T d Class of 1917. Where have you been the last twenty years and what have you been doing? Sam: Well, for the last ten or fifÂŹ teen years Iâve been mining and travÂŹ elling down in the Andes Mountains in South America, and last week I was seized with the desire to take a skip up to my old native village of No. Reading, so the next day I packed and left, and I just arrived in Boston an hour ago. Now tell me what you are doing in Boston. Mary: Well, Sam, so youâve been way down in South America. I alÂŹ ways had the impression that you were of a roving disposition. As for me, Iâve been busy for the last ten years doing all I could in the line of Social Settlement work, mostly around New York, Chicago, and Philadelphia, but Iâve been working so hard lately that I thought that it was time I deÂŹ served a vacation, so I thought I would take time to visit my old home town of Reading, and take a quiet rest. Now who do you suppose was the first person I met when I stepped off the train this morning? It was Lionel Springford. After a brief conÂŹ versation, I asked him what he was doing in Boston. He informed me with dignity and pride that he was Professor of Mathematics in Harvard College. Sam: I always knew he was a great lover of books, and he was especially fond of mathematics. That reminds me. After I reached Boston this morning, I stepped into a barber shop to get a haircut, and who should the head barber be but Henry Moore. I went in and sat dov n and I saw a dainty little manicurist, (I always keep my eyes open for those), and on taking a second look, I discovered her to be Christine Fife. I spent an enÂŹ joyable fifteen minute conversation with her, end then a customer came in and I left. She and Henry seemed quite devoted to each other, and as soon as he has enough money to supÂŹ port a wife, they plan to get married. Thatâs one thing that Iâve luckily esÂŹ caped. Mary: Oh, did you read in the paÂŹ pers about a year ago about the elopeÂŹ ment of Frank Collins and Emily Vi- all? Sam: Why, no, I donât remember having read it. Tell me about it. Mary: Well, you see, it was like this. You know she went around with Stuart Richards a number of years, but after waiting fifteen long years for him to propose, she finally got desÂŹ perate and accepted Frank. You The Pioneer Page Seventeen know he always was very attentive to her while in High School. One night, he managed to get a truck he drives, and they had an exciting ride to North Reading, pursued by her angry mothÂŹ er, but it was too late, for they were married by Reverend Mr Harry MauÂŹ rice Keaney, who leads a quiet and reÂŹ ligious life in the wilds of North ReadÂŹ ing. Now wasnât that a romantic trip? Sam: Well, I should say it was. But what about Stuart? Wasnât he heartÂŹ broken to think that she was so faithÂŹ less to him? Mary: Well, he was so down-heartÂŹ ed that he became desperate and at twelve oâclock the next night, he rushed madly to the top shelf of WilÂŹ lisâ drug store where he was employed, and grabbed a small bottle with a red label and quickly swallowed its conÂŹ tents. He went home and dejectedly threw himself in a chair, wrote a partÂŹ ing note and slowly waited for the end to come. Sam: What! To think that a classÂŹ mate of ours should end his life thus! What did his mother and father say to lose their only son in such a tragic way? Mary: Oh, he didnât die. The next morning, he woke up and expected to find himself dead, but instead, he was quite alive, that is, as alive as he ever was. He was quite disappointed and couldnât understand how it happened that he didnât die, so when he went to work that morning, he hastily exÂŹ amined the bottle which had contained the liquid and discovered that it was labelled âRed Ink.â Sam: Well, Iâm mighty glad he did not die. He was one of our star basÂŹ ket ball players, and saved the game many a time. By the way, I wonder what became of Seth Stevens after he went on that exploration trip to the North Pole. Mary: I couldnât tell you. WhatevÂŹ er struck him to go up to the North Pole to brave the terrific storms, ice, and dangers of starvation? Sam: Well, it was like this. The government was in need of a couragÂŹ eous, intellectual and strong man to lead this band of explorers up to the North Pole so Seth was the chosen man, and the day he left, the people all gathered in New York to see him leave, and he gave a wonderful fareÂŹ well speech in the City Hall, which was printed in all the papers of the United. States. But the last I heard of him he had reached Europe safely and planned to enter the fields of ice and snow the next day, but I havenât heard from him since. Mary: Well, he always was noted for his undaunted courage. I hope he makes a success of it. Sam: Why, just look here! Mary: What is it? Sam: Listen to this. âThousand dollars reward offered for the capture of Stuart Tuttle, alias Pete Smith, alive or dead. Noted card sharper, gambler and burglar. Was last seen in Back Bay, Mass., where he made away with $10,000 worth of jewelry.â Good night! Who would ever have thought that Stuart would turn out that way. Too bad! Mary: What paper is that, anyway? Sam: I didnât notice. I picked it up as I came in here. Oh, itâs the WilÂŹ mington Daily Post. Hereâs an edi- Page Eighteen The Pioneer torial by Norman Perry, Editor in Chief on âModern Methods of CourtÂŹ shipâ. Yes, Norman always was good at that stuff. Why, look at this, in the Matrimonial Bureau, âWanted: by a nice maidenly young lady of twenty-five years, a husband. Must not smoke, swear, drink. Must be able to support a wife and seven cats.â Address, Helen Nowell, Reading, Mass.â Mary: How old did she say she was? Sam: Twenty-five years old. Mary: Thatâs funny, she was about 17 when she graduated from High Schoolâshe must be at least 37 years old by now. Sam: Well, these women will do most anything to get a man. Look at this. They have a good sporting page written by Joseph Burke, Manager of New York Giants. He has just signed a contract of $50,000 for one season. Well, he always was a good manager, that is, when he would come around to a game once in a while. Mary: For goodness sake! Here is an announcement of the engagement of Irene Allen to Robert Brown! So he did really win her after all. It was a hard struggle. He always was persevering, though. I suppose thatâs why he worked his way up to be PresiÂŹ dent of the Boston Maine Railroad. Sam: Oh yes, and Jessie MacDonald is his secretary and private stenogÂŹ rapher. Say, Mary, did you read in the papers last week, how Jess WilÂŹ lard, after being the Worldâs ChamÂŹ pion Prize Fighter for 20 odd years, was finally knocked out by Kilburn Holt. Kilburn with one blow of his right arm, sent Jess in a heap on the floor, in the first round. Sam: I suppose weâll meet a lot of our old classmates a: Reading. You remember Tommy Quinlan, Herbert MacLeod and Nelson Young? They settled down there after the war. Say, that was back in 1917. What an awÂŹ ful mixup the world in general was in! And just think, if it hadnât been for Nelson Young with his wonderful genÂŹ ius for inventing, the war would be probably going on yet. That certainÂŹ ly was some invention. That article could fly, sail on water, or run on land. And not a bullet or cannon of any kind could harm it. Wasnât it just wonderful the way he cleaned up all the submarines of those pesky Germans. I always knew he would end with some great achievement. Mary: Yes, the world has a great deal to thank Nelson for. But that was also a wonderful thing that Thomas Quinlan did too. He fell, seÂŹ verely wounded on the battlefield, leadÂŹ ing his noble regiment against the Germans at Apricot Woods. He was given 302 medals and the title of Lord. I saw him when he landed in New York. Sam: But do you really think he did all that? Mary: Well, I suppose so. He said he did. Sam: You remember Herbert MacÂŹ Leod joined the engineer corps when in High School? Mary: Yes, what is he doing? You said he was in Reading? Sam: Oh, he served with distincÂŹ tion during the war, remained in the service 10 years, then went back into civil life as an engineer. He gained The Pioneer Page Nineteen great distinction building bridges, tunÂŹ nels, etc. His greatest and best known work was the wonderful bridge over the Ipswich River, North Reading. It was a prodigious piece of work fulÂŹ ly 20 feet long, all made of pine wood. Mary: We certainly did have some notables in our class. Just look at Ray Starke, Secretary of the TreasÂŹ ury. He is hard at work redeeming those Liberty Bonds issued in 1917. Thereâs Orvis Saxby from North Reading. You remember him, donât you? Sam: You bet I do. He and I were interested in religious work. Whatâs he doing now? Mary: Oh, he is general promotor, boss, Mayor, Treasurer, and School Committee; in fact, he is the whole government of North Reading. He makes such beautiful speeches, too. I always have to use a dictionary to understand him. Sam: I imagine so. He was inÂŹ clined to use long words in High School. I never could find his words in any dictionary. Mary: Oh, itâs easy now. I use âAntuneâs Revised Dictionary of the English Languageâ. Itâs simply grand. So original and touching! Sam: By the way, Mary, what ever became of W. Sylvester? Iâve never been a ble to locate him. Mary: Oh, donât you know? He and P. Twombly are giving dancing lesÂŹ sons for the highbrows in New York. Sam: Say, Mary, what do you say we go to a movie show? Any good plays on? Mary: Oh, thereâs a great show on at the Boston Theatre. Who do you suppose are playing the hero and herÂŹ oine in âThe Wallflowersâ? Sam: I couldnât imagine; who are they? Mary: E. MacDougall and J. Reid. Sam: Is that so? Mary: Yes, and they are just great. Iâve seen them acting several times, and they are having the audience in tears. Itâs so pathetic! Mary: Oh, I went to the circus the other day. Whom do you suppose I saw? Sam: Search me. Who was it? Mary: Why, our old schoolmate, A. Freeman, was selling peanuts. Mary: Sophia Fultz and Anna Mac- Killop have become missionaries and guiding stars to the heathen Turks in the wilds of Asia Minor. Mary: C. Doucette is presenting edÂŹ ucational pictures like Burton Holmesâ travels. Heâs making a great hit. His greatest films are taken on the Ipswich in the Wilds of No. Reading. Sam: Say, Art Ellison has been apÂŹ pointed Chairman of the Reading MuÂŹ nicipal Board for the Extermination of Mosquitoes. He is assisted by M. McDonagh. Mary: How can she help him in such a work? Sam: Why, you remember, there were never any flies on her! Sam: By the way, isnât F. Quinlan on the stage? He ought to be. Mary: No, heâs president of the AtÂŹ lantic Submarine, Merchant Marine Service. They say he gets $500 a year but I donât believe it. Sam: Whatever happened to Alger? He used to be so studious. Isnât he a professor? Mary: Heâs a Lion Tamer in a cirÂŹ cus run by Corny Dacey. He and Al- Page Twenty The Pioneer ger are so funny! Sam: I heard in South America that the women of the United States were demanding more and more poÂŹ litical rights. Mary: Yes. H. Goddard, H. Lord, and L. Field are in the House of Representatives and on the platform of âa man for every woman.â Sam: Who did Stokes marry after all his trouble in courting? Mary: Did you know Stokes is worth $25,000,000? Sam: Do you mean to tell me that Stokes made $25,000,000? Mary: Of course not. It was willed him and yetâin spite of all his wealth âhe is still single. Not a girl will take him with his money. Sam: I guess weâll have to move if we want to see the show, Mary. Mary: Letâs go. S. ABBOTT. M. PHENEY. IVY ORATION It seems but yesterday that we, the class of 1917, as Freshmen, first stood within these now familiar walls; but four years have passed away like a flash of lightning, and our Senior year is drawing to a close. We are now on the top round of the ladder of our High School career. One more day, and we shall have reached the pinÂŹ nacle for which we have earnestly been striving. To the school committee we wish to extend our heartfelt thanks, for the interest and effort which they have put forth to make our High School equipment complete. To our princiÂŹ pal and faculty, we extend our deepÂŹ est gratitude, for their co-operation, which has so greatly helped the sucÂŹ cess of our study and our recreation. Each one has al ways been willing to lend a helping hand, and to each we owe many thanks. To our coach and to the boys themselves we attribute the success of our athletics. Hard work and efficient coaching have turned out good teams, â teams of which we have been justly proud. We feel honored, too, that some of our fellow classmates have enlisted to fight for Uncle Sam. Who knows but that, before this war is over, we may all be fighting for our flag, and for the liberty which is dear to every true American! I am sure that this great nation will find the girls and boys of the class of 1917 willing and eag er to do their part for the common cause. It is now my duty and pleasure to fulfill the request of the president of the Class of 1916, by planting this ivy. As it climbs from brick to brick, may it be a living symbol of our chosÂŹ en motto, âForward.â May it spread its evergreen branchesâa silent triÂŹ bute to the school we all hold dear. As I give this spade into your keepÂŹ ing, Mr. Johnson, I have two requests to make of you, as president of the Class of 1918â First,âDo your utmost to carry out the custom of ivy-planting, and hand down this spade to the president of the next Junior Class for the same purpose. Second and lastâRemember the reÂŹ sponsibility, symbolized in this spade, of keeping high the standard of your class, and the reputation of your school . HENRY MOORE, Class President 1917. The Pioneer Page Twenty-one ACCEPTANCE OF THE CLASS SPADE In behalf of the Class of 1918, I accept this spade as a symbol of reÂŹ sponsibility and a parting trust from the Class of 1917. It is not my place at great length to set forth all the things which the Class of 1918 hopes to dc, but rather to voice our appreciaÂŹ tion of what this Senior Class has meant to us, and to the school, and to hope that we may set as good an exÂŹ ample as they have to the classes which follow us. 1917, you have been faithful to your studies, and for that reason have a large number of students of high academic rank. In athletics, you have produced men who will be hard to equal. In all your varied activities, you have shown your readiness to help, and your spirit of loyalty to the school of which you are a part. You have not only answered the calls of duty to your school, but several of your members have responded to a much larger and nobler call, the call to service for our Country. On all these things you are to be congratuÂŹ lated. Although the Class of 1918 has not made a wonderful record, and has made mistakes, yet we hope we have benefited by them. To attain to the high rank set by you, 1917, both in studies, in loyalty, and in service to all we must put forth all our talent and energy. In this way we may reach in some degree the efficiency to which, in the end, we all hope to atÂŹ tain. As this ivy spreads its evergreen vine over these walls, so may your devoÂŹ tion and loyalty to the Reading High School grow and increase with the passing years. And as this spade, the symbol of responsibility, is passed on to us, so may we, the Class of 1918, accept our trust in full understanding of its meaning; may we keep the name of our school free from all blemish, and may we serve her with wholeÂŹ hearted interest and unselfish devoÂŹ tion. ERNEST JOHNSON, â18 Class President. Page Twenty-two The Pioneer Reading High School Graduation Exercises CLASS OF 1917 High School Hall, Wednesday Evening, June Twenty-seventh, at seven-thirty oâclock PROGRAM Prayer by Rev. Frank M. Holt. L Uncrowned Kings (with Salutatory) Raymond Robert Starke 2. The Mother of Invention. fFRANcis Sylvester Quinlan Viking Song Coleridge-Taylor High School Chorus 3. The Educational Value of Settlements. §Margaret Pauline McDonagh 4. Why Little Pigs Curl Their Tails §Nelson Benton Young Greeting to Spring Strauss High School Chorus 5. Dollars and Cents fORvis Houghton Saxby 6. Essay §Irene Bradbury Allen (Excused from speaking) 7. Modern? (with Valedictory) Wilfred Bancroft Sylvester Conferring of Diplomas. Walter S. Parker Chairman of School Com. Benediction by Rev. Marion Franklin Ham. Director of Music, Arthur Harold Tozer Accompanist Albion E. Metcalf Scholarship Honors, t Class Honors. § Faculty Honors. CLASS OF 1917. Samuel Batchelder Abbott James Warren Alger Irene Bradbury Allen George Edward Antunes Robert Malcolm Brown Joseph Francis Burke Frank Joseph Collins Clarence Leon Doucette Arthur Norman Ellison Lillian Eleanor Field Christine Horton Fife Anna Garcelon Freeman Sophie Mae Fultz Helen Verona Goddard Oramille Dwight Gray Kilburn Kendrick Holt Henry Hale Libbey Helen Augusta Lord Jessie Belle MacDonald Margaret Pauline McDonagh Ernest Chandler MacDougall Anna ' May MacKillop Herbert Willis MacLeod Henry Edward Moore Helen Nowell Beulah Harriet Page The Pioneer Page Twenty-three Helen Frances Partelow Norman Warren Perry Mary Margaret Pheney Helen Lindsay Prentiss Francis Sylvester Quinlan Josephine Reid Stuart Forbes Richards Orvis Houghton Saxby Frederic Lionel Springford, Jr. Raymond Robert Starke Seth Edward Stevens Clifton Harry Stokes Wilfred Bancroft Sylvester John Earle Thompson Stuart Knight Tuttle Priscilla Twombly Emily Palmer Viall Nelson Benton Young Average rank over 90: Irene Bradbury Allen Clarence Leon Doucette Raymond Robert Starke Wilfred Bancroft Sylvester UNCROWNED KINGS (Salutatory) Who is a king? In answering this question, some people w T ill say that a king is someone who wears a crown on his head, and one who rules over a country. If we should walk into a checker tournament, and ask what a king was, weâd find that a king was a checker man, turned over to denote an advanced stage of the game. Besides this definition, Noah Webster gives the following other definitions: the head chessman; a playing card with the picture of a king on it, and last, the chief among competitors of anyÂŹ thing which he follows as a means of existence. Thus you can readily see that there can be many different kinds of kings, the meaning of the word king varying with the observerâs viewÂŹ point. However, the last meaning is the one which suits our subject the best, namely, the one who uses his talents for one purpose, to gain the leading place in his trade or profesÂŹ sion. A monarch, who rules over subjects has power, and a great deal of it; just so these individual men are tryÂŹ ing to gain power, perhaps a great deal of money or influence, or merely the distinction of being the best- known and best-versed in their own professions. In all the âUnÂŹ crowned Kings,â the dominating feaÂŹ ture is âpushâ. Take for instance, John Hays Hammond, the elder. He went to the Sheffield Scientific School and then to a school of mines in GerÂŹ many. When he asked for a position testing ore from Sen. Hearstâs mine, the Senator answered: âI donât like kid-glove engineers. The only objecÂŹ tion I have to you is that you have been in Freiburg, and have had your head filled with a lot or fool theories.â Hammond answered, âIf youâll promise not to tell my father, I might say that I didnât learn a single thing in Germany.â This shows us that these great men in general have something in common with the common people, in that they did not always make the most use of opportunity. He managed mines in Mexico but had greater success in South Africa. While working there, he was involved in great trouble with the Boers. He was tried by the Boers for participating in the Jameson raid. Knowing that the punishments they could receive would not exceed life- Page Twenty-four The Pioneer imprisonment, the defendants pleaded guilty. The Boers immediately changed the code of laws and senÂŹ tenced the party to death. Mr. HamÂŹ mond is known the world over as its greatest mining expert. He can tell what the earth, which the minerâs pick has not yet reached, will yield, by his great knowledge of mining precious metals. His two greatest characteristics are fearlessness, and curiosity. His curiosity led him to learn of the qualities of mining, and his fearlessness helped him to carry his enterprises through. Thus by his work in the mining field, we can safely call him the âKing of the Mining EnÂŹ gineers,â although he wears no visible crown. The next âkingâ to be spoken of, is John D. Ryan, president of the AnaÂŹ conda Copper Company, the biggest of its kind in the world. In his carÂŹ eer, he settled several strikes, and averted others, won law cases, won the laboring classes to his side, was president of a whole string of banks, and finally president of the Anaconda. He admits that he had no influence or pull, as we call it. Answering a reporterâs question, he once said: âYou cannot write a picturesque story about me, sweating in minerâs togs at the bottom of a shaft, for I never did a dayâs work at mining in my life. I wasnât a prodigy at school, and have worked no harder than lots of other men.â How did he do this, you ask? By tact, nerve, judgment, sheer force of personality, by his ability to inspire confidence in the laboring factions, and thru his undeviating fairness toÂŹ ward everybody. By the presidency of the copper mine yielding the greatÂŹ est supply of copper in the world, he is recognized as the leading man, in the way of copper, of the world today, otherwise the âKing of the Copper Magnates.â The third of these men, is the âKing of the Bankersâ, by name, J. P. MorÂŹ gan. Mr. Morgan has very little to do with reporters, and publicity in general he doesnât think of endorsing. He is known everywhere as a fair and honest man, â one Wall Street banker is on record as saying, âI would trust Jack Morgan behind my back as far as any man living.â An inÂŹ stance showing his abhorrence of pubÂŹ licity is that a photographer was sent by one of the magazines to get a snapshot of J. P. in his home surÂŹ roundings. As the banker approached the yacht, he saw the photographer sitting m a small boat waiting for him. He was much displeased and would not submit to having his picture taken. Going aboard the yacht, howÂŹ ever, his hat blew off into the waÂŹ ter. The man in the small boat passed him his hat, remarking that he was a good sport, anyway. The banker saw things in a good way, then, and immediately posed for sevÂŹ eral pictures, showing that he is only mortal like the rest of us. Although he doesnât do all the executive work connected with his establishment, he is the head of the biggest banking firm of the world, and can as such be called the âKing of the Bankers.â The next king is Ellsworth M. Stat- ler, known in this country as the bigÂŹ gest hotel proprietor of the world. He is the man who built and managed the âInside Innâ at the time of the Worldâs Fair at St. Louis in 1904. He started The Pioneer Page Twenty-five as a bell hop, and rose from that humÂŹ ble position to the proprietorâs place of honor. He has always been known as the most courteous person any guest ever would want to meet. When he was a bell-hop, he once reÂŹ ceived a one-cent tip for running up five flights of stairs with a heavy parÂŹ cel, on receipt of which he thanked the guest just as if he had received $5 instead of one cent. The story of his rise to hotel ownership would be suÂŹ perfluous here except that I might say that he jumped from bell-hop higher in a series of big leaps. He has always been known to watch other peopleâs desires very closely, and then to folÂŹ low it up by fulfilling these varied wishes. His help have several rules which might be interesting to note: there must be no argument between an employee and a guest, no matter who is in the right; they must always be cheerful toward their guests. The latter is a sacred, inviolable rule, and must not be disobeyed. He has an insatiate curiosity for the viewpoint of others regarding the manner in which his hotels are manÂŹ aged, and he often talks with guests who are not acquainted with him, drawing them into a conversation abou : himself. A guest once heard this question from the proprietor himÂŹ self, âWho is this fellow Statler, anyÂŹ way?â to a travelling salesman, who importantly answered, âO, heâs only a tool in the hand of a big railroad company, that is running these hotels as a side line.â Another one of his orders, which applies more to the men than the womÂŹ en, is, âthe smile of a cashier often makes the guest forget his inattenÂŹ tions, especially if the cashier be a pretty young lady.â The one thing to keep in mind when working for Statler is,ââCheerfulÂŹ ness.â He orders his inferior officers to hire only people who look, and are cheerful. He says himself that âcheerÂŹ fulness and interest in people make friends for the house, and that is what counts in the hotel business.â There are many other things I might say about Mr. Statler, âthe greatest salesman of serviceâ this world knows, but I will not take the time here. Now, last, but by no means least, is Thomas A. Edison, the great inventor, and scientist. He is recognized the world over, as the greatest living inÂŹ ventor, and by some the greatest who ever lived. Many people think that an inventor is a man who catches an inspiration from out of the sky in form to be put to use. Edison says, âGenius is one per cent inspiration, and ninety-nine per cent perspiration.â His work is made up entirely of exÂŹ perimenting, and so engrossed does he become that he sometimes gets no sleep for days. His philosophy of failure is that if some experiment fails, he has at least proved that it canât be done, and thatâs worth someÂŹ thing. Edison, like every other invenÂŹ tor, has his eccentricities. Sometime before 1900, he was deÂŹ ceived into having a tailor measure him for a suit, and since then, every suit he has worn has been of the same pattern. Upon receiving a medal in New York City one evening, he misÂŹ laid it on the ferry going back to his New Jersey home. He nonchalantly commented, âIâve quarts more of them just like it at home.â At different Page Twenty-six The Pioneer times during his life, he had positions as a railroad station master. One, he lost by being too busy at his experiÂŹ ments to attend to the telegraph; the other, he lost by letting a train go by while he slept. His most important invention is the incandescent bulb for electric lighting, although this is only one of his famous patents. In one year he took out 1,000 patents. So, by hard work, perseverance, and comÂŹ mon sense, Edison has become the premier of all the inventors of the world. As we have already seen, all that wear crowns arS kings, but all that are kings donât wear crowns, or at least visible crowns; in fact, the greatÂŹ est kings are those who are âunÂŹ crowned.â RAYMOND STARKE. THE MOTHER OF INVENTION (Class Honor) A few years ago America comÂŹ menced to blossom into prosperity like a flower growing in continual beauty, then blooming forth into richÂŹ ness, wealth and happiness, which had been denied it for so many years. It had just burst forth in all its splenÂŹ dor, when what seemed a frost apÂŹ peared, slowly and surely spreading oâer all that far-off land, a country ruled by despots and uncrowned monÂŹ arch, whose only desire was to own the entire universe; a nation which even then itself was blooming in its tainted glory, but ah! destined to wither for lack of proper guidance. Then nearer and nearer came the black clouds of despotism and autocÂŹ racy, and heavier and heavier fell that frost which seemed to eagerly stretch forth, as if its only desire was to blight and ruin our gorgeous flower, pitifully standing as if it realÂŹ ized what was about to happen. But just as that frost seemed to settle, just when that flower seemed doomed, a great warmth, our AmeriÂŹ can genius, appeared and slowly, slowly, the frost lifted, only to hang and threaten us. Let us look back to that memorable year of 1812, when our future was ensured. Our entire independence of England was established and freed from the influence of European poliÂŹ tics and we turned to face the probÂŹ lems of our own growing land. Then it was that our flower began to bloom. The boundless resources of our counÂŹ try were developed by a common deÂŹ votion of all sections to that developÂŹ ment. In time of stress, our statesmen have come to the fore and have supported our government in her crisis. What qualities of American ability have been displayed in the great George Washington, the humble Abe Lincoln, the eloquent Daniel Webster, and those made manifest in the righteous Woodrow Wilson. But what these men have accomÂŹ plished, and what our fathers strove for, a land in which they might purÂŹ sue their own beliefs, by their own laws be governed, and where they might find protection, is now threatÂŹ ened by destruction, autocracy, and the ambition of despots, who wish to enslave free peoples. A frost hangs over our sweet flower, grown by the tender care of our fathers. Theirs was the motto, âLife, Liberty, and the pursuit of happiness â Ours is the The Pioneer Page Twenty-seven duty to act by that motto. Necessity is the Mother of InvenÂŹ tion. As our geniuses, stirred by the problems of their day to the betterÂŹ ment of our nation, the progress of our industry, the protection of our homes and the happiness of mankind, were the prowess of their country, so will the genuises of our day come to aid her in her affliction, as a pillar of steel to our land, sweet America. There is one outstanding example of the aptitude of the American. That is the manner in which he has overcome the difficulties of the dye situation. Utter dependence was placed upon the German dyes, and American chemists were ignorant of the process of manufacture of these superb and magnificent dyes. Then with the beginning of the war our supply of these was cut short and so we were thrown upon our own resources. It gave us the opÂŹ portunity to show that through necesÂŹ sity we might prove ourselves to be independent in our enterprises, and to look to no foreign nation for asÂŹ sistance. Before the American chemist loomed up a monstrous task, a task which has partially been completed, but which will take some years to acÂŹ complish. The manufacture of AmerÂŹ ican dyes equal to those w T hich the Germans produce, involves many diffiÂŹ culties, which must be overcome. There were, two years ago, five dye manufacturing plants in America, and three thousand tons of dyes were produced annually. Now others have been built all over the country, and America will soon be able not only to look out for her own interests but also to supply some of the other countries. In order to do this, both the American manufacturers must work together and American genuis display itself. Besides being able to supply the world with dyes, these huge manuÂŹ facturing plants may be turned to ammunition plants within one weekâs notice, for, up to a certain point the processes of dye making and of amÂŹ munition manufacture are the same, and in both cases nitro-glycerine is the principal ingredient. We have seen the progress that our chemists have made. The colors that are now used in our cloths are more steadfast. After overcoming these difficulties need we fear for American ingenuity and aptitude? What an example of genius was the Monitor, the first iron-clad battleship in the navy of the North! We all know the necessity which prompted its inÂŹ vention and the service it rendered for protection of the government. To the progress of industry must be accredited the genius of Robert Fulton. To him also belongs the tribÂŹ ute of the invention of the deadly torÂŹ pedo; but by some misfortune it was not appreciated at the time. Three days after the birth of LinÂŹ coln, McCormick was born. AlÂŹ though he was among the inventors who are not familiar to all, he has done much for his country, and ranks high among those to whom we are inÂŹ debted for their services. It was Cyrus H. McCormick who invented the reaping machine, and other farmÂŹ ing implements. But what was the necessity? War was to devastate both North and Page Twenty-eight The Pioneer South. Labor was to be strained. Grain stood in the fields unharvested. But alas! Food is a necessity for the maintenance of life. Here it was that McCormick applied his ability in a most practical way. His farming imÂŹ plements enormously increased and cheapened the worldâs supply of food, making it possible to harvest grain on millions of acres of land heretofore uncultivated, land that must have waited centuries otherwise by hand labor. This is the true style of American workmanship, for besides opening new territories, it released thousands of men for duty at the front. I need not enumerate others too numerous to mention who contributed to our pursuit of happiness. When disruption threatened our nation, when it seemed the States might no longer be called united, Dr. Gatling came to the support of the North by his invention of the first rapid-fire gun. It is interesting to note that this gun had a cluster of barrels from which bullets were disÂŹ charged by turning a crank handle. Dr. Gatling was followed by three other Americans: Maxim, Lewis, and Colt. These men have given us the huge and powerful guns which are in use today. To these may be added the names of the inventors of the gas bomb, the telephone, the wireless, the arÂŹ mored-automobile, the tractor, the air-plane, and the submarine. These are all towers of strength more enduring than brass to the American genius. So we may feel assured that, as in the past,the AmeriÂŹ can people are equal to the monstrous tasks which confront us at this very moment. How great today is the necessity for protection of our homes, the guarding of the lives and liberty of humanity, aye, even of these cherÂŹ ished lands we call our own. Let you pray and may I pray that American creative power may crush the overwhelming encroachment of our rights. And thus may this warmth of American genius melt the frost which hangs oâer our Flower and long may it continue in heightened glory! FRANCIS S. QUINLAN. THE EDUCATIONAL VALUE OF SETTLEMENTS (Faculty Honor) Today, social settlements, which are centres established by philanthropic people for the uplift of the poor of our cities, represent an educational force which cannot be neglected. But the development of the settlement as an educational factor has been slow in this country. Although for years past, settlement houses had been estabÂŹ lished in England, it was not until 1889 that the first was established in America. The beginning was made by the establishment of Hull House in Chicago, in 1889, by Jane Addams and Ellen Gates Starr. This small beginning has developed far and wide throughout the country so that today we have settlement houses in every large city in the United States. Two of the most widely-known establishÂŹ ments are in Boston-Dennison House and Civics Service House. In the beginning, the settlement houses simply looked out for the The Pioneer Page Twenty-nine physical needs of the citiesâ poor. In the settlement houses classes were esÂŹ tablished to study sanitation and hyÂŹ giene; gymnasiums were built; athÂŹ letic teams were formed; and tournaÂŹ ments were held at regular intervals. This single aim of physical developÂŹ ment was extended until at present the settlement house not only looks out for the physical welfare of the citiesâ poor but also fosters their menÂŹ tal development. The aim of the setÂŹ tlement houses has been extended in another direction. At first, they dealt with grown-ups only; at present, they deal with nursery tots and boys and gills of high school age as well. But why do not the public schools meet the childrenâs physical and menÂŹ tal needs as well as the school conÂŹ nected with the settlement house? The most important reason is:âthe ordinary public school teacher, though skilled in imparting academic knowlÂŹ edge, is neither equipped nor authorÂŹ ized to investigate the pupilsâ home conditions and take measures to imÂŹ prove them. Therefore, she does not know that Johnnyâs delinquency is due to lack of nourishment or to overÂŹ work, and Maryâs stupidity to defect of vision or adenoids. All of these causes and many more have been traced. Any backward tendencies are now investigated and remedied as far as possible, either by the teacher or by the social worker. Today the teacher and the social worker co-operate for the betterment of our citiesâ poor. The teacher, of course, knows the childâs mental caÂŹ pacity, his aptitude for study, and his attitude toward play; the social workÂŹ er, on the other hand, understands his home environment, his physical condi- dition, and the use of his leisure time.. At regular intervals in many cities, teachers and social workers confer and exchange their knowledge of the children and take steps to remedy their condition. In time, the comÂŹ bined efforts of these two bid fair to eliminate laggards from out schools and to convert street-Arabs into self- respecting young citizens. The methods of our city schools are known to all of us, but to many, the ways and the works of the settlement house are a closed book. Its policy is to teach only practical subjects. The trade-school idea has been taken up and modified. The aim of the practiÂŹ cal school of the settlement house is not to produce the finished journeyÂŹ man who is the master of his trade, but simply to give the boy and girl the fundamental principles of the trade and opportunity for sufficient practice to enable them to work with some skill. For the girls there are courses in machine sewing, millinery, dressmaking, salesmanship, cooking, practical housekeeping. The course in housekeeping as it is taught in many of these schools is particularly interesting. The girls are divided into small classes and each class is given charge of a flat. Day by day, the class practises the actual routine of the household, performing every duty from blacking the kitchen range to dusting the parlor furniture. ShopÂŹ ping classes have also been estabÂŹ lished and the girls are taught to purchase food and household furnishÂŹ ings economically. The boys have equal oportunities. Classes in mechanical drawing, elec- Page Thirty The Pioneer tricity, metal-working, and printing, have been established and are sucÂŹ cessful in operation in a large number of the more important settlement houses. These trade courses have been inÂŹ strumental not only in giving the pupils a better opportunity to earn a living wage in the future, but have also awakened a new civic conscience within them by affording them a pracÂŹ tical lesson early in life on the dignity of labor. Besides these practical trade courses, other means have been taken to train the children to become better citiÂŹ zens. The club has been an imporÂŹ tant factor in uplifting the children of the slums. Probably no one instiÂŹ tution has had greater success in raisÂŹ ing the morals of the younger generÂŹ ation to a higher scale. The club is the one place where the child may absorb ideals unconsciously. It also solves the problem of using leisure time profitably. Each house has its dramatic, literary, debating, sewing, and art clubs. A casual review of the activities of the settlement house might lead one to think that they are not wholly eduÂŹ cational; but it seems to me that anyÂŹ thing which teaches and influences people to enjoy human companionÂŹ ship, to lead a better moral life, to become better citizens, to see, after bitter disappointment and suffering that America does signify the âPromÂŹ ised Landâ and therefore inspire them to respond more quickly to her call in time of need, is a form of educaÂŹ tion. MARGARET McDONAGH. WHY LITTLE PIGS CURL THEIR TAILS (Faculty Honor) In these troubled times the one cry that seems to be louder and more far- reaching than any of the others, is that of the scarcity of food and that of the high cost of living. The blame for these abnormal and dangerous conditions is placed in most cases upon the farmer and the specuÂŹ lator. While the speculator is to a certain extent an unknown factor, nd it is difficult to know just how much or how little he is to blame, we can definitely say that the farmer has alÂŹ ways done his share to produce food in accordance with his ability and reÂŹ sources. The question of the rising cost of living has been with us since 1897 but did not begin to attract particular atÂŹ tention until after the panic of 1907. In the opinion of most of our auÂŹ thorities on economics, the present food crisis would have come about 1920 even though we had had no great world war. They point out that for a great many years the conditions surrounding the farmer and farming have not been conducive to their best development. In view of the fact that every art and industry and even life itself deÂŹ pend upon the soil, it can readily be seen that in order to maintain our NaÂŹ tional existence, farming must be enÂŹ couraged and developed to its utmost. Glancing back to the early days of Rome we find the legislators of that period passing through the so-called Agrarian laws which were to force the people back to the land. These men saw that poverty and privation The Pioneer Page Thirty-one were closing in on the people, because they were neglecting the basic indusÂŹ try : Agriculture. Later, Augustus, one of Romeâs great Emporers, urged and threatÂŹ ened the people, and tried every device known to him to bring about a balance between the supply and demand of agÂŹ ricultural commodities. But the lure of the cities continued to draw the people away from the farms. The food crops were reduced to a miniÂŹ mum, resulting in the fall of the great Roman Empire. Now, coming nearer home, we find our own continent, after the first struggling hardships of our fore-fathÂŹ ers, blossoming out into a marvelous agricultural country. But even then in the virgin state of our continent, our first president, George Washington, in his last message to Congress, begged it to provide for the future of our AgÂŹ riculture. His plea was taken up by other farÂŹ sighted and honest men, and developed into a bill which was presented to ConÂŹ gress during the administration of Buchanan. But the âGentleman PresÂŹ identâ turned it down, and so it fell to the lot of our âHonest Abeâ Lincoln to pass the land grant act which gave federal aid for agricultural education. Abraham Lincoln signed this all imÂŹ portant bill of peace and production while the windows at t he White House were rattling with the cannonading at Gettysburg. However, the machinery of this ⢠great law was slow to get in motion, and do what they could, the efforts of these earnest, patriotic, far-sighted men could not maintain a balance beÂŹ tween production and consumption. A I Everything at that time seemed to work against the development of agÂŹ riculture. The call to arms at the beginning of the Civil War drained heavily the supply of young men from the counÂŹ try, for even then, as is now the case, two out of every three of the recruits for the army came from the farms. The protective tariff was another blow to agriculture. It was construcÂŹ tive to the promotion of manufacturÂŹ ing and destructive to agriculture, be cause the factories were forced to draw heavily on the immigrants and rural population for labor. Gradually agriculture in the United States sank to a low level, until toward the latter part of the nineteenth cenÂŹ tury the farmer became the laughing stock of even the most unfortunate city dweller. He was regarded as the stick-whittling, fence-sitting, straw-in- the-mouth rube, who filled the comic sections of our newspapers. But turn to our papers today. We see our farmer friend pictured as the bulwark between us and famine, and in truth he is. This change is like the change in the attitude of the British people toward their soldiers as shown by Mr. Kipling. âItâs Tommy this and Tommy that,â before the war, but itâs âHowâdy, Mr. Atkins,â when the guns began to shoot.â Although this change in attitude toward the farmer and agriculture seems a sudden one to the man in the street, it is not as sudden as it apÂŹ pears. During the last ten or twelve years, the United States Department of AgÂŹ riculture, the Agricultural Colleges, State Boards of Education, and other Page Thirty-two The Pioneer agencies, have bent every effort to stimulate agriculture. Before this time, the government had done someÂŹ thing to help agriculture, but not a great deal. Gradually the old system of sending out millions of bulletins on any old subject relating to agriculture was dropped, and live men were sent out into the field to get in direct touch with the farmer and his conditions. Our High Schools then began takÂŹ ing up the cudjel for the defence of our agricultural life, and the school boys began to carry home with them valuable agricultural messages and lessons which were in many cases put into practical use by their parents. The Farm Bureaus, one of which has been recently established in this counÂŹ ty, became important factors in the development of agriculture and have done yeomanâs work in preparing the farmer for the present crisis. Perhaps one of the greatest factors that has worked to put the farmer at the head of all national activity and has restored him to his proper sphere is the development of what is known as âFarm Management.â This is nothing more than the application of business principles to farming. The farmer of today has many adÂŹ vantages not possessed by the farmer of a quarter or a third of a century ago. Wonderful strides have been made in the perfecting and producing of farm machinery. Good roads and the motor truck are making it possible for him to cut down the cost of proÂŹ ducing and marketing. The telephone, gasoline engine, and the electric motor have put the food factory on an equal plane with other modern industries. Therefore it is incumbent upon the farmer to show the world that farmÂŹ ing is a science, and that the limiting factors can be detected and overcome in this business just as they are in industrial business. He will be able to do this because of the efforts of such men as Washington, Lincoln, and Morrill, who were far-sighted enough to start the forward movement in agÂŹ ricultural education, which has, durÂŹ ing the past years, been preparing the farmer for the present crisis. As yet I have not definitely told you why little pigs curl their tails. It is a fact, well-known to all farmers, that when a young pig is well-nourÂŹ ished, healthy, and shows signs of deÂŹ veloping into a fine, marketable aniÂŹ mal, its tail is held in a curled posiÂŹ tion. On the other hand, if underÂŹ nourished, its tail is limp and straight. Twenty-five years ago, the pigâs tail, figuratively speaking, was limp and straight, for our agricultural activiÂŹ ties were at low ebb. Today, however, we see signs of its curling because the farmer is coming forward into his own real sphere, with leaps and bounds. At present, the farmer is the man of the hour, the helping hand in the dark. Only fools laugh at our young men who are enlisting permanently in the ranks of agriculture, for as GarÂŹ field said, âAt the head of all sciences and arts, at the head of civilization and progress stands, not militarism, the science that kills, not commerce, the art that accumulates wealth, but Agriculture, the mother of all indusÂŹ try, and the maintainer of human life. NELSON YOUNG The Pioneer Page Thirty-three DOLLARS AND CENTS (Class Honor) One of the least familiar and yet without a doubt one of the most inÂŹ dispensable parts of our great NationÂŹ al Institution is the Treasury DepartÂŹ ment. In the early days men soon disÂŹ covered that some medium of exchange and barter was imperative to their progress in trade and art. They first used, as tradition and science tell us, pieces of stone, ivory and still later fragments of easily procured metal. These pieces did not represent real value but simply stood for a certain amount of a certain commodity of life much the same as today our paper money is really valueless except that it represents value. As civilization became more adÂŹ vanced, men came to realize that they must have something which really was of an intrinsic value. Thus they colÂŹ lected the pieces of precious metal and coined them into bars and rings. Whenever a man wished to purchase anything, he weighed out in precious metal the value of that which he wished to buy. Later, men learned that a great deal of trouble is saved by coining the metals in two flat disks, stamped with the value of the metal as regards its purchasing power. This is now called âmoney.â It was soon found that in order to have uniformity in values of various coins it would be necessary to have the power of coinage lodged with some permanent organization and so by common consent, this power was deleÂŹ gated to government. It is to carry out this great function of government that the Treasury Department has placed its mints and assay offices throughout the land. At the outset it was thought best by the officials in charge of the DepartÂŹ ment to circulate only metallic curÂŹ rency, but after paper money had once been tried the public opinion would not consent to its withdrawal. Both gold and silver were extensively coined as standard until 1873, when it was found that a gold dollar was worth 41 0 more than a silver dollar, and in orÂŹ der to get around this difficulty, ConÂŹ gress made the gold dollar the standÂŹ ard with a weight of 25.8 grains and finess 900. The accumulation of gold in a counÂŹ try decreases its value, it can be bought for less and thus it can buy less than when it is scarce. So the gold in a dollar will not represent the same value in any commodity at a time when gold is plentiful, as it will when there is a lack of the metal. It is a significant fact that a person travÂŹ elling from the east to the west coast of our country will start out with a purse seemingly empty only to find it becoming heavier and heavier as he travels. This is due to the extensive use of paper money in the east and the great scarcity of it in the west. In fact, so rare is paper money in some parts of the west that a five-dol- lar bill is as rare a sight as a five-dol- lar gold piece is in this section of the country. The duties of the Treasury DepartÂŹ ment are many and require many offiÂŹ cials to carry them out. The second member of the Presidentâs Cabinet, the Secretary of the Treasury, has charge of all of the activities of the Department. There are three assis- Page Thirty-four The Pioneer tant secretaries, two of whom attend to the miscellaneous duties of the DeÂŹ partment, including the Light House Bureau, Division of Revenue Cutters, and the Life-saving and Coast-Guard Service, all of which come under the authority of the Treasury DepartÂŹ ment. The First Assistant Secretary is in charge of the financial work of the department. Directly under him are several very important bureau heads, the TreasurÂŹ er of the United States who is held reÂŹ sponsible for millions of dollars in cash and is charged with the receipt and disbursement of public money deÂŹ posited in the treasury and elsewhere; and an even more important official, the Comptroller of the Currency, who is in charge of the 7000 National Banks as well as circulating, redeemÂŹ ing, and cancelling all of the notes of the United States. He also supervises the Director of the Mint who looks afÂŹ ter the coinage of metallic currency and has charge of the four mints and eight assay offices, and the Director of the Bureau of Engraving and printing which engraves and prints all of the paper money, government bonds, postage stamps, and revenue stamps. These important officers are in turn in charge of a force of nearly 30,000 minor officials and employees in WashÂŹ ington and other cities in which branch mints are located. A great many are also employed in the new Federal Reserve Banks which are loÂŹ cated in various important cities. This Federal Reserve system acts on our currency system in two very importÂŹ ant ways. It aids in the circulation by keeping the Federal money where it may be more easily procured and distributed to a greater number of people. It also keeps the Federal money ready for any emergency and will doubtless be a great preventative for the so-called âmoney-panic.â âThe best in the worldâ is doubtless the goal of our government. Not onÂŹ ly has it the finest and most elaborate printing plant in the world, but its mint machinery is also unsurpassed either in accuracy or in economy. A small army of experts is continually working to increase the efficiency of the apparatus. During the last few months, howÂŹ ever, our great financial system has found itself taxed with another duty, for together with the call of our solÂŹ diers to the colors came a call which may mean even more in the final settlement of the present war, a call upon the finances of our vast counÂŹ try. ' V hen Congress called upon the people of these United States for a loan of $2,000,000,000 by June 15, 1917, our Treasury Department beÂŹ came as it were The First National Bank of the World. From ocean to ocean this call rang louder and loudÂŹ er, vib rating in the ears of every paÂŹ triot. Upon whom must the work of colÂŹ lecting all of this vast amount of monÂŹ ey fall? Upon the already heavily burdened treasury department. Then came the test. The executive machinÂŹ ery was set in motion and in an alÂŹ most inconceivably short space of time, the efficiency of the system had proved itself by the completion of acÂŹ commodations for its task. Bonds had been engraved and printed by one buÂŹ reau; extra officials committees and The Pioneer Page Thirty-five employees had been appointed by anÂŹ other bureau, and the Treasury of the United States had opened the doors of the great vaults under the Treasury Building in Washington that the stream of wealth might flow in. The question has often been raised whether or not it would be better for the government to raise money enough to meet its expenses than to issue bonds. In the opinion of experts it is not better to have the money raised. The money if it were on hand would soon be usurped by grafters or would be wastefully expended. Further more, the people will always take an interest in, and help to support a govÂŹ ernment which owes them money. Were it not for the loss to the govÂŹ ernment through interest it would be well to keep at least two billions in bonds continually in circulation. It would be impossible for all who wished to purchase bonds to go diÂŹ rectly to the Treasury Department at Washington to make the transaction. To meet this exigency, the Secretary of the Treasury named the twelve banks of the Federal Reserve System, the local headquarters for the sale of the bonds. We can best take as our example the organization for the disÂŹ tribution of the Liberty Bonds in New England. The Federal Reserve Bank of Boston has appointed a so- called Central Committee composed of fifty-two men, including in its number the State Governors, and treasurers as well as prominent Bankers and Brokers of New England. From this committee twelve BankÂŹ ers and Brokers have been selected to act as an Executive Committee. It is this group of twelve men that has virÂŹ tually the complete control of the enÂŹ tire distribution of the loan through this Reserve district. In nearly every town and city of any importance in the New England states, a sub-comÂŹ mittee has been appointed which has charge of the sale of the bonds in that city or town. These committees usually designate one or more Banks, usually National Banks, to act as centers in their reÂŹ spective communities. In some places these committees have combined with or become a sub-division under a genÂŹ eral Committee on Public Safety. Having gained an idea of the methÂŹ od of distribution, let us see more closely what the Liberty Loan Bonds really are and to what extent the Treasury Department is responsible for them. A Liberty Loan Bond is a solerfln pledge of the United States Government to pay to the holder of the bond at its maturity, the full amount of the bond. In addition to this the Government promises to pay interest at the rate of 3% per cent per annum, semi-annually, from the date when the bond is issued until the date of its maturity. The payment of the bond, the interest computations, and in fact all of the work in connecÂŹ tion with the bond even after it has been sold is a part of the duty of the Secretar y of the Treasury and his asÂŹ sistants. Two kinds of bonds have been auÂŹ thorized. One, called the Bearer Bond is issued to the amount of $1,000, and is payable to the bearer at its maturÂŹ ity much the same as a United States Note is payable to the bearer on deÂŹ mand. The other is called the RegisÂŹ tered Bond and is payable only to the Page Thirty-six The Pioneer purchaser or his legal representative. These bonds may be purchased in deÂŹ nominations up to $100,000. Thus we can see that when we anÂŹ swer this call for money we are not only doing our country an inestimable service, but we are benefitting ourÂŹ selves as well. May we wonder for a moment, if man in the days of long ago, in the days when stones and small bits of metal served him as money does us, may we wonder, if he thought for an instant that his then perfectly satisÂŹ factory monetary system would some day develop into that which we have today? If his bits of metal would be one day cast into ingots to be struck off into beautifully designed coins? Doubtless he did not stop to think of it but went off spending his hard- earned bits as complacently as we buy our necessities. Seldom indeed do we wonder what our apparently perfected system of coinage may develop into in the far-away future years. Why do we not wonder? ORVIS H. SAXBY, 1917. MODERN? (Valedictory) Modern! What is it? According to the dictionary, it is ânot ancient,â and nine out of ten people would probÂŹ ably give a definition similar to that. But how about the tenth? âModern? The best, because itâs new. If it were not the best we wouldnât have it. Look at everything modern, and see if it isnât better than what went before. Look at our transportation, our elecÂŹ tricity, our sanitary development. Theyâre new, theyâre modern, and theyâre the best yet. How did people stand life a hundred years ago, with no trains, no trolleys, no automobiles, no electric lights, no coal, no gas, nothÂŹ ing, in fact, that makes life worth living. Perhaps we do not all express ourÂŹ selves as forcibly as this, but unless we belong to those who are always wishing for the âgood old daysâ, which Homer, 3000 years ago, declared had never existed, do we not all sometimes, at least, share this spirit? We do, and even to the point of worshipping anything that is called âmodern,â whether it be a new way of cutting grapefruit, or a new style of automoÂŹ bile body. Several years ago, slant penmanship was universally taught in schools. Then vertical script was deÂŹ clared to be âmodern.â Schools evÂŹ erywhere adopted it, buying new textÂŹ books, re-training instructors, acÂŹ customed to the old method, to teach the new, and confusing pupils already partly trained in the old way, with all the accompanying expense and wasted time. Then it was discovered that, afÂŹ ter all, slant writing was the best, and everything had to be done over again. Some time ago, as I was glancing over a modern magazine of popular science, I came upon an article desÂŹ cribing some of the forerunners of the repeating rifle. It was stated that a repeating gun, built on much the same principles as a modern repeatÂŹ ing rifle, and capable of development into a weapon fully as good, is now in ihe British Museum, bearing the date of 1630. The fact that just at that time the United States was feeling he need of producing at once someÂŹ thing new and better in the way of The Pioneer Page Thirty-seven rifles and artillery made this seem to me a striking instance of neglect of opportunity by past generations, and also brought up very forcibly the question: âHow much newer are our methods of producing, and the proÂŹ ducts obtained, than those of past ages? How far have we advanced since 1 A. D. since 1000 B. C., since 1917 B. C.? In other words, how modern are we, in government, in sciÂŹ ence, in education, in religion and in our social life? We are very proud of our democratÂŹ ic government with its liberty, equalÂŹ ity, and fraternity. Ancient Sparta had a full-developed democ racy, preÂŹ sided over by a government of âchecks and balancesâ similar in many ways to our own government under the ConÂŹ stitution, although it was naturally made to fit a much smaller population. While reading in an Ancient History, I have seen a certain people referred to as âunpatriotic, unmilitary, entireÂŹ ly devoted to money-getting, saved from anarchy or despotism only by the fortune of an unusually good civil constitution.â Omitting the âunpatriÂŹ otic,â to whom would you consider this description to apply better, to the ancient Carthaginians, or to the modÂŹ ern Americans? An international coinage was lateÂŹ ly being advocated to facilitate trade among the nations. Under the laws of Solon, the coins of ancient Athens passed current in all countries, about 600 B. C. Are we modern? The metric system of measurements is being widely advocated today, beÂŹ cause it so simplifies calculation. To get the fundamental unit of this sysÂŹ tem, the meter, it was necessary to determine the distance from the equaÂŹ tor to the North Pole, or one-four of the earthâs circumference. We rightly consider this quite a feat, especially as the work was completed in 179G, over one hundred years ago. But Mr. Dugald MacDonald, in a book pubÂŹ lished at Montreal in 1901, states his belief that the Great Pyramid of Egypt, the wall of ancient Nineveh, and the Great Wall of ancient BabylÂŹ on all record, among other things, thar the circumference of the earth is equal to 25,000 of our modern English staÂŹ tute miles, and this statement he supÂŹ ports by a single mathematical proof. To go further, he proves that the modern surveyorsâ chain, the link of this chain, the English furlong, and several units of the Irish system of measurement, are all decimal parts of this circumference of 25,000 statute miles. By this latest and best measÂŹ urements obtainable, the circumferÂŹ ence of the earth varies from 24,800 miles to 24,9000. Assuming that Mr. MacDonald is right in his contention, we see that not only is the idea of a system of measurements based on a unit which is a decimal part of the earthâs circumference of very anÂŹ cient origin, but also that such a sysÂŹ tem is actually in operation, and that the great feat of determining this cirÂŹ cumference was actually accomplished thousands of years ago. Consider our general impression that the ancients believed the earth to be flat, rather than spherical. ThalÂŹ es, who lived about 640 B. C., taught the spherical form of the earth, and is it not probable that his teachings were based on still earlier ones? In regard to education, it is almost Page Thirty-eight The Pioneer needless to point out that until the last few years, practically all of our higher educational activities have been dependent on classic leaders. We have leaned heavily on the great men of Greece, Rome, and early England to furnish models on which we base our teaching of oratory, of beauty of style and of sublimity of thought. The basis of the geometry we study today was known in Greece in 600 B. C. Later, in 277 B. C., it was developed into a science and taught by Euclid. Our astronomy traces back to apÂŹ proximately 2234 B. C., and by 720 B. C. Lunar eclipses were observed ac Babylon with âexceeding accuracy.â We are accustomed to think of the anÂŹ cient Chinese as having made great progress in civilization but how many of us know that in 1100 B. C., a stanÂŹ dard dictionary of the Chinese lanÂŹ guage, containing about 40,000 charÂŹ acters was perfected by Pa-out-she? One of the newest ideas in educaÂŹ tion, urged especially by those who beÂŹ lieve in useful education, is that every boy, no matter whether he goes to colÂŹ lege or not, shall be taught a trade. In the time of the Roman empire this system was regularly in use among the Hebrews. The apostle Paul, beÂŹ fore his conversion, a typical higher- class Jewish youth, was able to folÂŹ low the trade of a tent-maker, though the school of Gamaliel, which he atÂŹ tended, was to that day what Harvard is to this. Even in religion, we are not nearly as original as we are apt to consider ourselves. Many people think the stories of the creation and the deluge, as told in the Hebrew Bible, to be original with it. But the Nineveh tablets, 2000 years old, now in the British Museum, give the story of the deluge substantially the same as in the the Bible. For example: The gods had ordained a flood. Saki built a boat, daubed it with pitch to make it waterproof, and went into it with his family, his slaves, his cattle, and so on. After six days of the rain, the gods became frightened and wept as they saw the dead bodies floating past. After seven more days, the boat rested on the top of Mount Nizir. Saki sent out a dove, a swallow and a raven. He then got out himself, and offered a sacrifice to the gods, who gathered like bees to smell the odor of the inÂŹ cense, while the goddess Istar lighted up the rainbow. The question is, which of the two stories is the origiÂŹ nal, and which the copy? Much of present-day theological opinion preÂŹ fers to regard the Bible story as an improved copy of the Babylonian. Likewise, are the laws of Moses original with him? The code of Ham- murabai, written about the time of Abraham, or 2150 B. C., and dug up at Susa a few years ago, gives laws alÂŹ most identical in thought and in many cases in word, with those in the code of Moses. Moses only picked out the best of previous laws, and added to them others more especially fitted to the peculiar needs of his day. In the holy days of the church, alÂŹ so, this procedure is evident. Our Christmas is only an old pagan feast- day, purified to Christian uses, and not Christâs calendar birthday. Even the old Jewish Sabbath dates back to the sun-worship of pre-Scriptural peoÂŹ ples. But it is especially in our daily life The Pioneer Page Thirty-nine that we see how ancient we really are. Many features of it are no more modÂŹ ern than the Pyramids, in fact, less so, for how long is it since we have been able to construct a pyramid? We go into the city, and as we walk along the street, we see people dressed in the latest New York or Paris styles. We pass a corner, and are asked to buy a copy of the latest magazine isÂŹ sued in the interest of Woman SufÂŹ frage, the giving to woman of her proper place, her rightful sphere. We glance in a show window, and are dazÂŹ zled by an exhibit of the very latest in sanitary conveniences. We pass a jeweler ' s window and behold a blindÂŹ ing array of jewelry and precious stones. From 2000 to 1500 B. C., 500 years before Homer was born, there flourÂŹ ished on the Greek islands ,especially Crete, a civilization known to us as the Minoan Crete, with the city of Knossos as its capital. Until 12 or 15 years ago, when extensive excavations have been made, this civilazation has been largely neglected by archeoloÂŹ gists, but at the present time many cities besides the capital have been uncovered, and carefully studied. In excavating, it has been found that whenever a certain type of vase or jug occurs in a definite layer at Knossos, the capital, it is sure to ocÂŹ cur in the same layer in all of the other cities Knossos was the Paris and New York of that era. And do we imagine Paris and New York styles to be modern? The women of KnosÂŹ sos wore flunced skirts and intricate gold jewelry, set with precious stones. There was in this civilization howÂŹ ever, no agitation for women ' s rights, and for a very good reason,âthey alÂŹ ready had them. In other words, matriarchy prevailed, and the woman, not the man, was the head of the family. Many of the houses dug up were two stories high. The great palace at Knossos, four stories high, contain separate men ' s and women ' s apartments, baths, modern sanitary conveniences, chapels, schools, recepÂŹ tion rooms, a kitchen, workshops, magazines, a theatre, servantsâ quarÂŹ ters, and so forth. For improved forms of land transportation, such as the steam or electric railroad, there was no need, in a small nation, with such easy intercourse by water as would naturally exist among a group of islands, and therefore they were not developed. But otherwise our modern civilization is practically duÂŹ plicated on a small scale. And all this was from 3500 to 4000 years ago. I have not tried in this essay, to give anything like a complete list of supÂŹ posedly modern features of our life which have been found in antiquity in almost their present form, but merely to present a few of the most striking examples of this, showing that, after all, our much-vaunted modern civilization does not owe its excellence primarily to us rather than to any other people or race. But what does it concern us whether we or others have made the things by -Cvhich we are surrounded? They are not an end, but only a means to an end. If we live on Fifth Avenue and cannot enjoy a meal how much betÂŹ ter off are we than the poorest laborer just over from Italy, though we have the best food obtainable at any price, while he lives on black bread? If we Page Forty The Pioneer own a private library larger than most public libraries, and cannot sit down to read a book at our ease, are we any better off than if we had never owned a book? Classmates of 1917, we are just finÂŹ ishing four years of our education. We have been led, even unwillingly, to share in the best of the wisdom and experience of our own and past ages. We have been given the best of faciliÂŹ ties to make our work easy. From now on it will be âup to usâ, if we wish for opportunities, we will have to make them. In your behalf, I wish to thank the school committee and citizens for their loyal cooperation in carrying on the work of the school. To the teachers, w e give our heartfelt thanks for givÂŹ ing us of their best, unstintingly. For the school, for Reading High, we shall alw r ays have a warm spot in our hearts. We bid goodby to you all, hopÂŹ ing that w r e shall always be true to the early ideals you have given us. W. B. SYLVESTER. NOTES OF INTEREST âLakeview was chosen as a picnic spot by the Senior Class, and WedÂŹ nesday, June 13th, was selected as the date. Orvis Saxby headed the comÂŹ mittee, and secured Carrollâs truck for transportation. The chaperones were Miss Corliss and Mr. Keaneyi The picnic was pronounced a great success. âWallâs Orchestra wdll officiate at the Junior-Senior Reception, Friday night, June 29th. Matrons: Miss GilÂŹ more, Miss Lombard. Reception ComÂŹ mittee: M. Partelow, G. Surrette, E. Currell, L. Turner, E. Johnson, G. Bangs, L. Upton, E. Gullam, M. MulÂŹ let, W. Killam, L. Parker and T. Jun- kins. âIf the enlisted men of the class of 1917 attend the Commencement week exercises, the Navy will be repÂŹ resented by Thomas Quinlan, and the Army by H. MacLeod and John Perry. âThe following is by one of our noted poets. Do you recognize the style? La langue Franeaise est tres facile, âPourvu que vous soyez habile. Les phrases aussi, elles sont si claires, âPourvu que vous pouvez les faire. Les mots sont simples de pronouncer, âPourvu que vous en France etes ne. Oh! jâaimerais bien le Franeaise! Sâil ne me forcait lâetudier. Omission of pas due to authorâs style.âEd. CLASS OF 1918âOFFICERS E. Johnson President W. Killam, Vice- President G. Surette, Treasurer T. Junkins, Secretary EXCHANGES We acknowledge receipt of the folÂŹ lowing: âClarion,â Everett, Mass. âUniversity School News,â CleveÂŹ land, Ohio. âHamptonia,â New Hampton, N. H. âWhite and Gold,â Woodbury, N. J. âBlue and Gold,â Malden, Mass. âNautilus,â West Paris, Me. The Pioneer Page Forty-one âForum,â Houston, Texas. âVirginian,â Norfolk, Virginia. âParrot,â Contoocook, Me. âBlue and White,â So. Bethlehem, Pa. âClarion,â Arlington, Mass. âEnfield Echo,â Thompsonville, Conn. âSomanhis,â So. Manchester, Conn. âMonitor,â Wellesley, Mass. âShuttle,â Boston, Mass. âCarlisle Arrow,â Carlisle, Pa. âHamptoniaââWe are always glad to receive newcomers. âWhite and GoldâââA cruise from Woodbury, N. J., to St. Johnâs, CanÂŹ ada,â illustrates an interesting trip. âBlue and GoldâââThe Castle of Mysteryâ is entertaining. âNautilusâââA Trip to Californiaâ certainly was an exciting trip. âForumâ â âThe Disappearing Hatchetâ was a strange dream. âVirginianâââThe Sinking of the Androhniaâ deserves credit and so do the remainder of your stories. âParrotâ â Your literary departÂŹ ment is a credit to your paper. âBlue and WhiteââWhy not have a larger literary department? âClarionâââA Retrospectâ clearly outlines the history of the âClarion.â âSomanhis EventsââYour Alumni Department certainly keeps you in touch with the graduates. âShuttleâ â âThe Wrong Oneâ is well written. iifftuis EDWIN L. HUTCHINSON Real Estate and Insurance Justice of the Peace Fire, Automobile, Accident and Liability Insurance LIFE INSURANCE READING SQUARE . . . READING, MASS. Telephones: Office 81-M Residence 197-M NEW ENGLAND PETROLEUM CO. Petrolio and Mobile Motor Oils Tires and Tubes, Greases and Supplies 185 Main. St. Phone Reading 213-W DANFORTHâS PHARMACY READING SQUARE Is the place to purchase your MEDICINES The largest Assortment of CONFECTIONERY carried in Town âTHE REXALL STORE! Compliments of âMaâ Pratt HODSON BROTHERS Painters and Decorators Dealers in Wall Papers, Paints, Mouldings, Etc., Etc. 52 Haven St., Reading Telephone Connection TORRE ' S THE ONLY STORE IN TOWN THAT MAKES Candy and Ice Cream PRATTâS MARKET A. C. Pratt, Prop. Groceries - Provisions and Fruit Tel. 250 READING SQUARE M. LEVINE FIRST CLASS Boot and Shoe Repairing Best Quality of Leather Used Reading Square INDIAN MOTORCYCLES Bicycles Supplies Storage Batteries Sporting Goods Repairs Service Station GEO. W. DAVIS CO. Haven Street Reading, Mass. Tel. 382 âDANIELSâ The only Tailor on the Square PRESSING, REPAIRING âAND- NAPTHA CLEANSING A SPECIALTY ROCKLAND READING LEOMINSTER FRAMINGHAM U O S ADAMS COMPANY READING âCASH DISCOUNT STORES O o r m so o 10 o WOBURN GARDNER KEENE TO BE HAD AT The Home Bakery Tel. 298-M Reading Square Good Old-fashioned Gingerbread, like Grandma used to make. It is delicious. Buy a loaf today. H. F. MIDDLETON, Proprietor KAPLAN ADAMS ..TAILORS.. LOUIS KAPLAN L. N. ADAMS A FRIEND Reading, Mass. Phone 179-W When in Reading eat at MORSEâS LUNCH READING SQUARE Steaks, Chops, Stews and Roasts Sandwiches and Pie, Cigars and Tobacco MYER A. ESNER UP-TO-DATE Clothing and Gentsâ FurnishÂŹ ings SHOES FOR WHOLE FAMILY 10% Discount for High School pupils I. A. ROBINSON ...Fresh Ground Peanut Butter... AT THE RAILROAD MARKET Telephone 54-W FIREPROOF STEAM HEATED Reading Garage Agent for STUDEBAKER Storage, Supplies, Repairs â˘â˘â˘ â˘â˘â˘ Cars to Rent Steam Vulcanizing Positively Guaranteed Compliments of OXLEYâS PHARMACY THE READING CHRONICLE We have one of the Best Equipped Job Printing Plants anywhere . . . W. E. a J. F. TWOMBLY Masonic Block Reading, Mass. Tel. 155 FACULTY EARLE H. CHAPIN Full Line of Miller and Michelin Tires ...GARAGES... MAIN AND WOBURN STS., READING 147 MAIN ST., STONEHAM Agent for OVERLAND CARS Everything for the Automobile Telephones: Reading 100; Stoneham 21120 No. 325-BEST SCHOOL PENCIL-No. 325 ..EAGLE WRITING PENCILS.. A pleasing combination of smoothness and durability in four degrees EAGLE PENGIL CO., 377-379 BROADWAY, NEW YORK H. W. PETERS CO. ..Jewelers and Engravers.. âMANUFACTURERS OFâ Class and Society Pins, Lodge Jewels, Prize Cups, Medals, Trophies, etc. Engraving done of all kinds 5178 Washington Street - Boston, Mass. PRENTISS VIALL 0 âINSURANCEâ Room 3, Masonic Block, Reading BOYS ! GIRLS ! DONâT FORGET WE ARE HEADQUARTERS FOR . . . Preserving Glassware of All Kinds . . . THE METCALF STORE ALWAYS SOMETHING NEW ! White Pro-Buck and Canvas Shoes FOR ALL OCCASIONS. ALSO Sport Shoes for Vacation Sports for the Young Ladies and Gentlemen Snappy Furnishings for the Young Men Tel. 73-J CHASE FINNEGAN Reading Sq. A SUGGESTION : WHEN IN WANT OF - â. Victor Records =â or the Latest in Sheet Music, call on the: son 3 SHOP READING SQUARE! Advertise in âThe Pioneerâ DR. E. D. RICHMOND DR. E. M. HALLIGAN Compliments of DR. F. L. SMALLEY ROOM 9 H. M. DOYLE, D. M. D. DR. ETHEL E. GRANT ..DENTIST.. Reading Square - Reading, Mass. Tel. 135-M DR. MARION C. STEVENS ..DENTIST.. 39 Woburn Street . . Reading Telephone 284-W DR. SAMâL DEAN ROUNDS BENJAMIN W. SMITH LAWYER ..DENTIST.. C. WINTHROP SMITH Reading Square TITLE EXAMINER Tel. 42 Reading 2 Masonic Block Government and Business Opportunities Thousands of places in the Government and in business houses will need to be filled from now on. These places require men and women with an organized knowledge of business. Burdett College, realizing the needs of the times, is offering a special emergency course for women and regular courses for those who are starting on their lifeâs work. Efficiency is needed now and will be needed in the future more than ever before. New Students Begin Every Monday and Advance Individually A GOOD POSITION IS PROVIDED EVERY GRADUATE Kindly call, write or âphone for a catalogue BURDETT COLLEGE 18 BOYLSTON ST., BOSTON ' â ' V - ._X r V â . : â - i ⢠â 7 â : v ⢠. . - . , - â r 1 ⢠r r-,â . ' x j DECEMBER NUMBER ... 1917 ... READING MASSACHUSETTS Boston Studio 161 Tremont Street . . . . Tel. Beach 858 164 Tremont Street . . . . Tel. Beach 2687 New York Studio 306 Fifth Avenue All works of taste must bear a price in pro- portion to the skill, time, expense and risk attending their invention and manufacture. Those things called dear are, when justly estimated, the cheapest. They are attended with much less profit to the artist than those which everybody calls cheap. A disÂŹ position for cheapness and not for excelÂŹ lence of workmanship is the most frequent and certain cause of the decay and destrucÂŹ tion of arts and manufacture. Class Photographers for Reading High School 1916 and 1917 F. A. BESSOM MENâS AND BOVS 7 CLOTHING Kuppenheimer Clothing for Men and Young Men Holeproof Hosiery for men, women and children EMERSON SHOES... ...STETSON HATS READING, MASS . FRANCIS BROTHERS ...Furnaces, Ranges and Carpets... FOR CASH OR INSTALLMENTS Agents for Crawford and Glenwood Ranges, Sherwin-Williams Co. Paints. Estimates given on Steam, Hot Water and Furnace Heating Also on Plumbing HAVEN ST. ...... READING, MASS. G. H. ATKINSON CO. Telephone 7 WHOLESALE AND RETAIL The Price You Pay for Flour is not always an indication of quality. But when the brand of flour is REGENT that indicates Quality Good Luck Margarine THE BEST ONE SOLO F. WALLACE . . 189 Main St. KAPLAN ADAMS H. O. COPELAND CO. ..TAILORS.. Staple and Fancy Dry Goods LOUIS KAPLAN L. N. ADAMS MEN ' S FURNISHINGS Reading, Mass. Agents for McCall Patterns and PubliÂŹ cations Phone 179-W 1 Reading Square Clean new stock of winter styles of Footwear at modÂŹ erate prices for young men and young ladies. If that is what you are looking for, you are invited to call on Hall Macfarland Haven Street Reading Compliments of âMaâ Pratt HODSON BROTHERS Painters and Decorators Dealers in Wall Papers, Paints, Mouldings, Etc., Etc. 52 Haven St., Reading Telephone Connection EDWIN L. HUTCHINSON Real Estate and Insurance Justice of the Peace Fire, Automobile Accident and Liability Insurance LIFE INSURANCE READING SQUARE . . . READING, MASS- Telephones: Office 81-M Residence 197-M The Home Bakery READING SQUARE Our Cream Doughnuts are still in the lead. The best in Home Made Candy is to be had here âTRY THESE TODAYâ H. F. MIDDLETON, Prop. Tel. 298-M COOPERATION IS NO DREAM and those that think so are dreaming. It is the great progressive spirit of the age Reading Cooperative Bank EDGAR N. HUNT, TREAS. PERCY N. SWEETSER J. RISEMAN COAL- Junk Collector Haven St. Cash Market JOHN GOFF F. S. LOWELL, Prop. Paper Hanger FANCY GROCERIES AND PROVISIONS 37 Haven St. Tel. 310 Reading, Mass. R eading ealty L°- EAL ESTATE t G. E. MacINTOSH, Mgr. INSURANCE MORTGAGES Opposite Depot Tel. 550 Reading, Mass. Telephone Connection ..Edgerley Bessom.. ⢠UNDERTAKERS 205 Main Street, Reading, Mass. Branch at Lynnfield and North Reading % CLEMENT T. GLEASON âAGENT FORâ James W. Brine Co., Athletic Goods of All Kinds SWEATERS A SPECIALTY Ask for Prices FIRST NATIONAL BANK THE LATEST MODELS IN Reading, Mass. .. Dress Shoes.. CAPITAL $50,000.00 Moderate RESOURCES $500,000.00 Prices SAFE DEPOSIT BOXES A. D. GORDON SAVINGS DEPARTMENT Your Business Respectfully Solicited Bancroftâs Shoe Store READING, MASS. ...READING TIRE SHOP... Vulcanizing, Re-Treading, Repairing WORK GUARANTEED TIRE SUPPLIES, TIRES AID TUBES OF STANDARD MAKES Alex Lindsay 9 Woburn St. Reading, Mass. Entered as second class matter pmtm Published four times a year by the pupils of the Reading High School. January 14, 1913, at the Post Office, Reading, Mass., under the act of March 3, 1879. DECEMBER NUMBER, 1917 VOL. XXIV TEN CENTS A COPY NO. 9 Hoarfc of lEiittors Editor-in-Chief Francis B. Shepardson, â18 Business Managers Advisory Editors Warren Killam, â18 Miss Helen Abbott Assistants Miss Elizabeth Batchelder Albert Parmelee, â18 Sporting Editor Ernest Gullam, â18 Ralph Michelini, â19 Exchange Editor Alumni Editor Mildred Partelow, â18 Stuart Richards, â17 Service Editor Joke Editor Charles OâKelley, â20 Sarah Bancroft, â19 Associate Editors Eleanor Hutchinson,â19 Rosamond Cummings, â21 Christie Webber,â20 Ruth Kinsley,â21 Amrruan Arm Ifgmn America, America, We lift our battle cry! To live for Thee is more than life. And more than death to die! Now by the blood our fathers gave. And by our God above. And by the Flag on every grave. We pledge to Thee our love. America, America, Bid all thy banners shine! O Mother of the mighty dead. Our very lives are Thine. At Freedomâs altar now we stand For God and Liberty! Lord, God of Hosts, at Thy command We lift our souls to Thee. America, America, Speed on, by sea and air! We take the stripes of sacrifice. The stars of honor dare; And by the road our fathers trod We march to victory. To fight for Freedom and for God, Till all the World be free. Page Six The Pioneer JUSTICE. Lieutenant Albert Townsend. UnitÂŹ ed States Marine Corps, walked slowÂŹ ly down the steps of the Naval TrainÂŹ ing Station at Newport. In his hand he held a letter from Commander Worth, the head of the Marine Corps. Lieutenant Albert Townsend, W. S. M. C., Newport.â Dear Sir: You are hereby recalled from duty as executive officer of the corps. A man who cannot ibe trusted is in no way fitted for a commission in the service of the government. H. J. Worth, U. S. M. C. This was the contents of the letter and the reason why Albert Townsend (no longer a lieutenant) was going down the steps of the Training StaÂŹ tion in cits. Two weeks before, money had disÂŹ appeared from the safes in the offices of the commissioned officers in the station. Only one man, the executive officer, Townsend, had keys to these safes. Evidence pointed to him. AcÂŹ cordingly, he was court-martialed and dismissed from the service. As he took the train for Tiverton, his home city, he saw a dark com- plexioned man enter the car. He recÂŹ ognized him as Captain Popper, until twenty minutes before, Townsendâs superior officer. It was he who had discerned the thefts, and had taken the stand which had no doubt conÂŹ victed the ex-officer. Townsend wondered, âWhat can Popper be doing here? Where is he going and in cits, too? At any rate Iâll find out,â thought he. âPopper had leave of absence last week and one of Major Hoodâs strongest rules Is that no man can have leave of abÂŹ sence twice in one month.â Townsend pricked a hold in his newspaper and watched the captain narrowly through the hole. At the next station a man joined the capÂŹ tain, and they conversed freely but softly. The stranger seemed to be exÂŹ cited over something. âAre you sure you fixed it so tha + the blame cannot be traced to me?â said he. âPositively sure,â said the captain, âWas not he convicted and dismissed from the service?â âWell, I suppose so,â admitted the other, âbut are you sure they will think he got the plans with the money?â âOf course, they will! When I anÂŹ nounced that I placed the plans in the safe, the day Defore the robbery and that the plans were not there the next day, why any commissioned or non-commissioned officer in the navy would naturally think that the robber took them. Come into the smoker and soothe your nerves.â They walked arm in arm into the smoker, leaving Townsend in a very dazed condition. âI thought Popper was rather shady, but I never though he would stoop to this. Said that he was sorry he had to convict me, but that duty was duty,â said Townsend half aloud. âI shouldnât wonder if he had the plans on him even now, or else he had givÂŹ en them to that timid, yellow-haired scoundrel with him. Anyway Iâll follow them and find out.â Townsend got up and sauntered inÂŹ to the smoker. Finding a vacant seat The Pioneer Page Seven behind the two men, he dropped into it. The conductor opened the door and called in a deep voice, âMiddle- ton next stop Portsmouth.â The two men got up, the stranger saying to the captain, âTake the plans to VâÂŤâ and he will forward them to the native land.â âSo they are getting the plans for a foreign country, are they? So far, so good,â thought Townsend. The captain got out, followed by Towmsend. Going to the waiting- room, he inquired the price of a ticÂŹ ket to Compton, a town on the coast of Rhode Island. âSeventy-five cents, but the train will not be in for an hour,â said the station agent. With an angry retort about the system of running a railroad, Popper took a seat in the waiting-room. âOh! he is going to wait,â thought Towmsend, who had overheard the conversation. âNow r is my chance.â Rushing from the station, before Popper, who was lost in thought, had noticed him, he ran to a near-by drug store, went to the telephone booth, and called Newport. âIs this the Commander?â asked Townsend. It was. He wanted to know what the dismissed marine ofÂŹ ficer wanted. âCaptain Popper is here in the Middletown station with the naval plans. He has turned the money over to a foreign country, where the plans are going to be sent if yau donât hurry,â finished Towmsend. âI will be right over. Detain him as long as you can without using force,â replied the officer. The commander was used to shocks by this time, as he had served for forty years in the Marine Corps, but this one puzzled him. His confidential officer had been acÂŹ cused by an already dismissed ofÂŹ ficer of betraying his country. He hardly believed it. He decided to sift it through however, and, calling the orderly, set out for Middletown. Three quarters of an hour had passed when the Newport train pulled in, bearing the commander and his orderly. Popper and Townsend were already pacing up and down the platform, and the toot of the train was heard, when, the marine orderly, placing his hand on Popperâs shoulder, inÂŹ formed him that he was under arÂŹ rest. Popper started, and asked what for, but when he found that the comÂŹ mander knew about the money, he confessed. âYou see, sir,â he blurted out, âI was out of funds and owing a heavy debt of forty thousand, when a forÂŹ eign agent offered me a hundred thousand and employment if I would get the plans for him. The agent, the man Townsend saw in the car, seemed very anxious that I should fix it so that the robbery could not be traced to him. I borrowed TownÂŹ sendâs keys, telling him that I was putÂŹ ting the plans in the safe. I opened the safe but instead of putting in the plans, I took the money from it. This I sent to the country that was to pay me, with the notice that the plans would follow later. Then I gave Townsend the keys, telling him to take good care of the safe as it conÂŹ tained valuable papers.â The next day the papers gave no- Page Eight The Pioneer tice of the arrest and conviction of certain foreign agents. Perhaps the happiest man in the whole marine corps was Townsend, when, before the whole corps, the commander, presented him with a captainâs bars and a monthâs leave on . ay. Marion A. Stevens, â18. READING. The train ran slowly over the crossÂŹ ing, turned a sharp curve, and pulled into the station. So this was ReadÂŹ ing! But my anticipation was not yet realized, for the obliging conducÂŹ tor had said (while extracting a nic- kle very delicately from me), that I was to go on to the next station, Reading Highlands. Getting off on rhe left hand side of the train, I was urprised to find such a rural scene o near, for there before me was a arge green meadow, with several rows scattered over it, grazing peaceÂŹ fully. I could not help but stop and watch them for a few minutes. But what was this bright thing that caught my eye on the right? Ah, a new bridge! Reading Highlands was certainly a prosperous little village, its civic center evidently was a rapidly grow- ng little store. Passing over the s ridge and up the hill, I discovered that a car-line was another handy article for the suburbanites of Read- ng Highlands. Middlesex Ave. with Readingâs large and castle-like gramÂŹ mar school stretched languidly be- fcre me. Retracing my footsteps, ' hen, back to High Street, I once more came to the railroad. Just below near the Reading staÂŹ tion was another crossing. That, I was told was Woburn Street with its long avenue of arched elms and maples, and, hiding in tback of them, cozy houses, some large, some small, some loudly painted and some with softer toned colors, but nevertheless, all quite pleasing to the eye. These were the homes of the peaceful ReadÂŹ ing citizens, seen on an early weekÂŹ day morning, kissing their families a hasty good-by, and running grudgÂŹ ingly for the seven-fifteen, or more fortunate for the eight-seven. Going up Haven Street, toward the square, I felt, rather than saw, a bright flash of blue pass me. That I presumed to be one of the Reading taxi cabs. To the left I saw the new Post Office, a red brick building, which will, in time greatly improve the scenery of Haven Street. To the right is a small one-roomed building, with a very neat black sign in the window, all inlaid with abalone shells, âShine, 5 Cents.â Next door real Cape Cod clams and oysters may be bought. Dry goods stores, fruit stores, barber shops, moving picture theatre, and drug stores, all take the eye while going through the Square. On the corner of Woburn and Lowell Streets, is another unfinished redÂŹ brick building, the new Reading PubÂŹ lic Library. Across the street, overÂŹ looking all this, very majestic in its severe old colonial lines, stands the Old South M. El. Church, clean cut and white against a very artistic ' background, n amely, the Reading cemetery. Main Street, a shiny oiled road, slopes over the hill, and out of sight just beyond a red and yellow tank marked âGasoline.â The Pioneer Page Nine Following Lowell Street, along by the cemetery we saw on the left a low roofed, grey stone building, hidÂŹ den here and there in dense green shrubbery and tall trees. This was the Christian Science Church. And what was that other beautiful large brick building across the street? Ah! that was the Reading High School. Is not Reading quite a nice peaceful little town? No doubt it will some day grow to be a large and promising Town. Eva Kelch, â18. SUCH STUFF AS DREAMS ARE MADE OF âWhatâs the use of all this studyÂŹ ing anyway?â said Alice to herself, as she slammed her book and leaned back on the comfortable cushions in the hammock. As she lay there listlessly, the postÂŹ man came and tossed her a letter. âNow whoâs handwriting is that?â and she eagerly tore open the enÂŹ velope. âWell, isn ' t that wonderful?â said Alice half aloud, âjust think of being invited to an afternoon tea party at Miss A-âs and to meet some faÂŹ mous people! Now who can they be?â She was all aflutter with excitement when the afternoon of th e party came She had been wondering and wonderÂŹ ing who the celebrities were whom she was going to meet. She had not been at the party long when there drove up in front of the house a wonderful golden chariot drawn by eight prancing horses. Out stepped pious Aeneas with his little boy Ascanuis hopping along at his side. âHow do you get to the Italian shores?â asked Aeneas, âI and my folÂŹ lowers are those who survived the siege of Troy where brave Hector- lies, a dead hero. Now we wish to found a city like Troy in Italy.â âIâll direct you when you are ready to set out-,â assured Miss A-. No sooner had Alice been introÂŹ duced to Aeneas than down the street she discovered a slow Ague apÂŹ proaching. As it came nearer she saw it was a donkey, with a pack slipping half off its back, urged on by a small man with intellectual features. âSee that cruel man,â said Alice as he jabbed the donkey with a goad. âWhy, that is Robert Louis StevenÂŹ son,â said Miss A-. As he came in Miss A-hastened to offer him some little cakes and a bar of chocolate. A lady with a long flowing robe came swiftly up the path. â Vho can that be?â thought Alice. âIt gives me great pleasure to inÂŹ troduce Queen Dido, the founder of Carthage.â sail Miss A-. âQueen Dido,â mused Alice to herÂŹ self, âwho will it be next I wonder.â âAm I late? Has Aeneas co.ue yet?â anxiously inquired Dido. Just then she heard the clatter of hoofs and the clanking of armour and from the window she saw r the Maid of Orleans sitting on her snow white charger and the Marshal of France dismounting from his coal black horse to assist her in alighting. âNow, I think you should try to make a small advance each day,â said Joan of Arc, in her coat of mail, Page Ten The Pioneer âthe enemy will not be expecting an attack so soon on the front.â âMais, oui,â said General Joffre as they stepped through the doorway, while the High School orcnestra drummed out the Marseillaise. After these two had been introÂŹ duced, General Joffre spoke to the company. It was during this speech that Alice heard someone say to her: âNotice the correct use of the subÂŹ junctive mode as Joffre speaks it.â It was Mr. H-, always on the lookout for some good grammatical point in French. Almost everyone was unaware of the fact that âQuite Soâ with his litÂŹ tle Latin grammar had slipped in and was sitting in the corner enjoying himself immensely. Then tea was served and in the midst came Mary Antin, the Russian, talking earnestly with Kirby, the piÂŹ rate, who was âLord of all he surÂŹ veyed,â about the advantages AmeriÂŹ ca offers immigrants. With these two as faithful Achates the companion of Aeneas, who was carefully noting the road construction and the archiÂŹ tecture, with his own city in mind. It was a very agreeable tea and afÂŹ terwards they all began to dance, Miss A-leading off with Robert Louis Stevenson, next Mr. H-with Joan of Arc and then Aeneas with Dido, General Joffre with Mary Antin and the rest following after. As they danced they seem to go a little faster. Then they went faster and faster till they appeared to whirl round and round and seamed to turn into a whirlwind of gay colors, all gold and brown and green and red and orange and then suddenly Alice woke up and found the hammock covered with autumn leaves. Eleanor Hutchinson, â19. THE HOUSE OF MYSTERY. The wind roared dismally and the rain poured relentlessly. Great bilÂŹ lows dashed upon the rocks and rushed far up the shore, like the enÂŹ raged crowds pursuing their victim to death. Set far back from the road was the ghost of a once magnificent estate, gloomily overlooking the sea. âBetter stop in here,â I shouted to my companion, in an intermission of the concert of the winds, âwe canât keep this up long in this gale.â Glancing over his shoulder with a shudder, my companion reluctantly followed me through the ' gate and we battled our way up the wide avenue. Our progress was slow, but neither of us minded for we both dreaded our entrance of the mysterious mansion. As we stepped on the porch, the long unused boards creaked and groaned under our weight. InvolunÂŹ tarily we both jumped back, and then advanced with feigned boldness, ashamed at our timidity. Much to our astonishment we found the door unlocked and we slowly stepped into the musty darkness. The wind blew, the door shut with a crash that echoed and re-echoed through the house, and we dropped our bags and turned to flee, but realizing what the cause of the crash was, we looked at each other in chagrin. Throwing off our dripping ulsters, we glanced around us for the first time, and simultaneously our mouths The Pioneer Page Eleven gaped in astonishment. From the appearance of the hall, the house had evidently been left unÂŹ expectedly in the midst of a banquet. Garlands of faded roses hung on the chandelier, and the great banister of the wide staircase was wound simiÂŹ larly. Turning to the left we entered the banquet hall. Here were very eviÂŹ dent signs of confusion. The food was still on the table, chairs tipped over, wine glasses over-turned and the rich red liquid had stained the fine damask a dusty red. The hostâs large chair was lying up-side down on the floor and the cloth at his place was stained with a deeper stain than the others, evidently that of blood. And half concealed by the napkin, which had been hastily dropped, I saw a large revolver. With a shudder we hurried out of the banquet hall, and then turned up to the broad staircase for further exÂŹ ploration. At the head of the stairs was a large room where the guests had takÂŹ en their wraps. These still lay on the bed, thrown over chairs, or hung on the wall. Stepping inside we saw that this room had been left unÂŹ touched, and there were no signs of the confusion which we had just left. The ladiesâ beautiful evening cloaks were of a style long since out-of-date, but of beauty and richness. Across the hall was another room, somewhat smaller, and beautifully furnished in mahogany. This room was evidently a young girlâs room. Here we found great disorder. The dainty desk had been ransacked, and the papers scattered hurriedly over the floor. The lock in the drawer had been broken and all the keepÂŹ sakes, dear to a girlâs heart had been rudely gone over. The closet door was thrown wide, showing many beautiful gowns and dainty slippers. Glancing at the floor I saw large muddy foot-tracks, and following these I found they led to a Ftench window which opened out onto a litÂŹ tle balcony. This had evidently been the means of entrance. A smothered exclamation caused me to glan ce at my friend in surÂŹ prise. He stood in the doorway holdÂŹ ing a ladyâs white kid glove in his right hand and an open letter in the other. Motioning to me to follow him, he led me back down the stairs, through the banquet hall into a little den closeted off from the rest of the house. Without a word he lighted a match and kindled the fire on the hearth, then drew up a large chair and sank down. I followed suit, expectantly. For a moment there was silence, broken only by the crackling of the logs, then my friend said huskily, âDo you remember the disappearance of a certain Florence Wheaton about fifteen years ago?â I nodded. âI remember her very clearly,â he continued, âbecause I was greatly in love with the girl at that time. Her father was a wealthy New York brokÂŹ er who was ordered to the country because his health gave out, by his physician. He picked out this lovely sea-side town and ouilt this beautiful home, and moved here with his famÂŹ ily. âAfter living here two years he beÂŹ came very influential and next spring Page Twelve The Pioneer tiis name appeared for mayor. His opponent was a scoundrel from PhilÂŹ adelphia, and had, as he soon saw, very little chance of being elected. âWhen the election was nearing, his scoundrel appeared, and requestÂŹ ed Mr. Wheaton to withdraw his name. Mr. Wheaton very naturally reÂŹ fused, and the scoundrel threatened him if he won. âMr. Wheaton did win, and gave a â˘great banquet to celebrate his elecÂŹ tion. In the midst of the merryÂŹ making two masked strangers apÂŹ peared. shot Mr. Wheaton, and carÂŹ ried away the daugnter, Florence. The guests followed the strangers, but it was a foggy night and they easily lost them. âMrs. Wheaton searched high and low, but no trace of the girl has ever been found, and the little lady died of a broken heart. From that day to this, no mortal has ever entered the house. âI found this letter written to me, with this glove beside it,â he said apologetically as he carefully folded the glove inside the letter and slipped it in his vest pocket.â I nodded comprehencnngly, and out of respect for him I said nothing more of the matter. The next morning my friend anÂŹ nounced his intention of returning to New York and renewing a seach for the girl. The following fall he found her, a nurse in one of the Paris hosÂŹ pitals. She had lost her memory of the past, as a result of me shock, but as the story was told to her bit by bit, she gradually pieced it together and recalled her past life. She and my friend were soon marÂŹ ried, and now the old estate may be seen, restored to all its former magÂŹ nificence, the proud dwelling of a happy family. Madeline Hibbs, â19. Y. M. C. A. WORK. Nearly 100 boys of this and the Junior High School have pledged themselves to the extent of $10.00 each in the $35,000,000.00 Y. M. C. A. campaign. This enthusiasm is a splendid ilÂŹ lustration of our schoolâs patriotism, but the âArmy and Navyâ are still seeking recruits. We want more felÂŹ lows in this work; further we must make our pledges good. It means hard work;âit means many sacrifices. We have entered this work seriousÂŹ ly, realizing our responsibility; we comprehend our moral ODligations and we mean to show the Reading public, that we too can do our bit in this noble, undenominational Christian work. No donations are to be accepted, no work is to be too menial, the quantity and quality of our efforts must be pushed to the maximum. We are live American boys, willing to do our share and we simply ask the coÂŹ operation of the citizens, faculty, and interested friends in our energetic drive âover the top against Kaiser- ism and in our endeavor to promote International democracy and to alÂŹ leviate the suffering of our soldiers, allies and prisoners of war abroad. French IIâE. Hodgedon (translatÂŹ ing âvoila votre habit noir.â)ââThere is your night gown.â The Pioneer Page Thirteen ANNOUNCEMENT. In this issue we have devoted an entire column to jokes, and our stock is nearly used up. As yet, all but two or three of these jokes have been turned in by editors! Now, the editors canât be in all the rooms just when the jokes are made, so unless the students as a whole turn the jokes in we must do without. We need coÂŹ operation to make the âPioneerâ hum. Team work! After this when you hear a good joke in class, write it down and give it to Miss Bancroft. Do the same with the essays, short stories, etc. Do some writing! The editorâs job is to do the correcting and to determine which articles will get published. Donât make them do the writing too. In the next issued we hope to pubÂŹ lish a letter from Corp. R. R. Shep- ardson of the 101st U. S. Engineers, former editor-in-chief of the Pioneer. Whether we will publish it or not depends entirely on the regularity of the mail. Corp. Shepardson is in rranee and should be able to send us some news of real interest. This letter will be positively new; that is, the Chronicle w r onât publish it first. Also, in the next issued, we plan to have a story or composition written by some member of the Junior High School. j |J Ed. THE JUNIOR DANCE. The annual Junior dance given by the class of 1919, Saturday evening, November tenth, was a very enjoyÂŹ able affair. The hall v r as pleasingly decorated with evergreens. Bunches of pine hung from the chandeliers and over the doorways and the stage was efÂŹ fectively banked with pine boughs. Large ' bay trees in tubs stood in two corners of the hall. A third corner was cosily arranged for the comfort of the matrons, Miss Helen Abbott, of the faculty, Mrs. Wilfred A. BanÂŹ croft and Mrs. Stewart a. Bell. Pooleâs three piece orchestra furÂŹ nished the music for the dancing and played many of the newest popular airs. The dance committee, Madeline S. Hibbs, Ida R. Esner, Vivian A. Brown, William D. Quillen, C. Logan Godfrey, and A. Edward Gibbons, with Sarah Bancroft as chairman are to be conÂŹ gratulated on the successful outcome of their first effort. The committee is greatly indebted to Ruth Curtis, Aileen Sheldon, RobÂŹ ert Granfield, Laurence Copeland, El- win Perry, Allen Cox, and Donald Fife for making some very attractive postÂŹ ers, and to Genevieve Quinlan, WalÂŹ ter White, Alfred Wade, Carlyle Quimby, and Ralph Michelini who showed their class spirit by assisting in various way. The Junior Class officers are: A. Douglas Cook, president; Robert S. Granfield, vice-president; M. Eleanor Hutchinson, secretary, and L. KathÂŹ erine Bell, treasurer. Gymnasium IIâMr. MayoââCount off, beginning with the left foot.â English IIIâMiss Doucette (giving examples)âShe has a taste for water colors.â Page Fourteen The Pioneer BASKET BALL. The candidates for the basket ball team have been practicing- for four weeks. Class games have already been played, from which material for the varsity team will be selected. Great interest has been shown so far, and when the regular season opens, the school will surely see a fast team on the floor. The team is captained by Gibbons. Lineup of Teams. 1921âSquires, (Capt.) Cummings, McDonald, Hook, Kelso, Reed. 1920 â Henderson, Pheney, King, (Capt.) Buck, Allen, Bangs, Dillaway, MacNaught. 1919 â Michelini, Wade, Nowell, White, Gibbons, (Capt.) Eisenhaure, Godfrey, Cook, Granfield, Spillane. 1918 â Thornton, Ambler, Rowell, (Capt.) Denehy, Johnson, Shepard- son, Stokes. Seasonâs Scores. Nov 6. Seniors 28 Juniors 107 Nov. 9. Seniors 56 Juniors 78 Nov. 13. Seniors 12 Sophomores 46 Sophomores 20 Freshmen 13 Freshmen 21 Sophomores 14 Juniors 49 Freshmen 23 The standing thus far is as folÂŹ lows: Juniors . . . Seniors . . . Sophomores Freshmen . . Per Won Lost Cent 3 0 1000 2 1 .667 1 2 .333 0 3 . 000 FALL BASEBALL. When the call for candidates for the Fall Baseball team was issued twenty men responded and under the leadership of Captain Gibbons and Coach Mayo a fast team was develÂŹ oped which went through the short schedule winning 4 games, losing 2 and tying 1. The first game with the old rivals Wakefield, resulted in an easy vicÂŹ tory, 12-6. Allenâs hitting was the feature. In the next game with Wakefield, after having a lead of 7-2 in the ninth, the game was lost by the score of 8-7. The batting of Gibbons and Allen featured for Reading. The next games against Chelsea was won by a score of 10-6 and the game against Stoneham was tied 2-2. The hitting of Gibbons, Lang and MicheÂŹ lini featured. The Pioneer Page Fifteen The return game with Stoneham was won 8 to 5. Allenâs pitching and the hitting of Michelini and Quillen stood out prominently. The next game with Chelsea was lost 4-1. The season, while short, helped to bring out and develop the men for the team next spring and from all indications the school will be repreÂŹ sented by a fast, hardworking team. THE CROSS COUNTRY TEAM. Reading High School is endeavorÂŹ ing to develop a cross country team I and thus revive if possible the dyÂŹ ing interest in track athletics. The team is scheduled to run in the I interhigh school meet to be staged between the halves of the Medford, Malden football game on Thanksgiv- I ing Day morning. About eight men have been training regularly for 3 weeks and several of tnem show the narks of better than ordinary runners The regular practice is held over a 3 mile course but occasionally a run of 4 1-2 is taken. It takes nerve, grit, and stick-to-it- iveness to become a good runner. -- GYMNASTICS The lack of proper physical develÂŹ opment long recognized by those inÂŹ terested in the education of the American boy has been brought sharply home by the call to arms of 1 â the youth of this country. A very large percentage, more than should be, were found upon examinaÂŹ tion to be unfit for military service. They showed a lack of systematic deÂŹ velopment of the vital body muscles. This condition must be overcome, not so much as a war measure but for the future well-being of the nation. Reading High School is doing her bit along this line by introducing gymnastics. Every boy unless excused for good cause is required to take two forty minute periods per week in gymnastics. This work counts 1 point toward graduation. The work consists of ' both exerÂŹ cises without apparatus, the so-called âsetting up exercises,â and work with apparatus, such as the side horse, parallel bar, horizontal bars and flyÂŹ ing rings. The students take great interest in this work, many having applied for permission to take extra periods and not looking at it from the âprescripÂŹ tionâ standpoint. THE HALLOWEâEN FROLIC A shocking ghost to greet you, a kind spirit to summon forth from hidden realms the face of your life- partner, and a gaily decked gypsy to read your life and character from your palmâthese were some of the attractions of the Halloweâen Frolic at the High School on November third. Not only could you see the face of your future wife or husband, but also you could learn his or her initial from the flying pumpkin. The number of years that are to pass before the great event was blazed forth by the truthful candles. Of the happiness or unhappiness of your choice the Scottish bowls revealed the story. That honest metal which alone was worthy to be the receptacle for Portiaâs portrait mystically wrought itself into the form of that which is to be the important factor in the life Page Sixteen The Pioneer of him who sought the information. It was possiuie to pit oneself against oneâs fellows in many a game of skill. He who lost in the raisin rush was perhaps, successful in the apple duck; and he who won in the potato race not seldom went to his undoing in the peanut pitch. To Mr. Sussmann, the ghost, with the electric battery; Miss Abbott, the palm-reading gypsy; Miss Batchelder, the spirit of the dark room; Miss Young who donated the expenses of the evening that all receipts might be net; to Miss Priscilla Twombly of the class of 1917, who volunteered to furnish music for dancing; to Mrs. Hayes, who had charge of the Frolic; and Mr. Safford, Miss Greenhalgh, Miss Berthold, and Miss Mansfield, whose participation in the fun of the evening added to the pupilsâ enjoyÂŹ ment. the Liberty Bond subscribers are grateful. They are grateful also to Mr. Gleason and Mrs. Pratt, who patriotically contributed for the sake of the cause, the great amount of inÂŹ creased work that the Ffolic necesÂŹ sarily meant to them. Over twenty dollars were paid off on the bonds, which money will evenÂŹ tually come back to the school to be used in the purchase of books for the library. DEBATING CLUB. Have you ever stopped to think of your future? Of the time when you may be called upon to express your views before a group of men? How will you act, stand on one foot then on the other, become red and sit down without saying anything, or will you have the ability to say what you think with ease and comfort. Here is your chance for moulding your own future. Join the Debating Club now, beÂŹ come a live member and help us get the Triangular Debating League shield this year. Donât miss the opportunity, for who can tell, in you may be the possibiliÂŹ ties of a future statesman and it reÂŹ quires only a word from you for the decision. Think it over seriously. EYen if you donât make the team this year the good which you will derive from your association with the club will be far in excess of the twenty-five cents in dues. The officers are: PresidentâFrederick A. Trevor. Vice-Pres.âDouglas Cook. Sec. and Treas.âRobert Granfield. Cor. Sec.âFrancis Shepardson. AuditorâMr. Humphries. Program Com.âMr. Humphries. Membership Com.âAll Members. Two divisions have been made in order that all boys who wish may have a choice of the second and sevÂŹ enth periods on Friday. Three lively debates have been held already and it is planned to hold one every week throughout the year if possible. The debates, though not exactly perfect as yet, show that the material is at hand and all it needs is the developing. Latin III and IVâL. UptonââShe clung to him with her eyes.â â Gymnasium IIâMr. MayoâForward march, to the rear!â The Pioneer Page Seventeen r 3 I c=!-!= mâ 1 cp R S . c=Li=3 tâir r3l= r ' Eg-5=i r-- ll:= i Sj!=3i=jj ALUMNI NOTES If S ' P ÂŁli=i iâ 1 e=T 7=3 Iâ, ' =T 7 - 5H i [â ' â â Samuel Abbott is attending PhilÂŹ lips Academy, Andover. James Algar is attending MassachuÂŹ setts Agricultural College. Irene Allen is in the office of the Reading High School. George Antunes is farming at his home in Wakefield. Robert Brown is employed by the Boston Maine Railroad. Joseph Burke is in the Somerville National Bank. Frank Collins is employed by the Rockport Fish Market. Cornelius Dacy is taking a course at Burdett College. Clarence Doucette is employed by the Merrimack Chemical Co. Arthur Ellison is in the employ of the American Woolen Co. Lillian Field is in the office of the G. H. Atkinson Co. Christine Fife is at home. Anna Freeman is at home. Sophie Fultz is employed by Farley, Harvey Co. Helen Goddard is at home in NewÂŹ ton Centre. Dwight Gray is a post-graduate at Reading High School. (Continued in later issue) English IIIâW. QuLmn (correcting sentence)ââI never knowed it not to fail.â Latin III and IVâL. Upton (transÂŹ lating)â-âHe hung embraces on her neck.â V German IâC. Etvans (translating) â âThe wind was seen to holler through the trees.â English IIIâ(A few examples of forming the plural): R. Elsenhauer â âMouse, mice; douse, dice.â J. CummingsââDeer, dearest.â W. QuillenââMr. Foot, the two Mr. Foots. Latin IIâN. DillawayââHe led the Helvetians across through the land of the Sequanians.â Mr. HayesââDrop âthrough â N. DillawayââHe dropped the HelÂŹ vetians through the land of the Sequanians.â English IIIâMiss AbbottââWhy did she pull him around by his hair?â Miss DoucetteââBecause it was long.â Page Eighteen The Pioneeer âCarlisle Arrow,â Carlisle, Pa. âCarlisle Arrow and Red Man,â Carlisle, Pa. âRed and Black,â Claremont, N. H. âNautilus,â West Paris, Me. âTattler,â Nashua, N. H. âClarion.â Everett, Mass. âUniversity School News,â CleveÂŹ land, O. âBlue and White,â South BethleÂŹ hem, Pa. âClarion,â Arlington, Mass. âCrimson,â Goshen, Ind. âSomanhis Events,â So. Manchester, Conn. âShuttle,â Boston, Mass. âCarlisle ArrowââYour accounts of school life are interesting. âCarlisle Arrow and Red ManâââA Smoke Talkâ is a good comparison of the past and present methods of warfare. âRed and BlackââYour alumni notes keep a lasting record of your graduates. âNautilusââWhere are your cuts? âTattlerââYour Spectator column deserves credit. âClarionâ (Everett)âWe are alÂŹ ways glad to receive your paper. âUniversity School NewsââYour weekly paper contains excellent acÂŹ counts of school nappenings. âBlue and WhiteââYour class notes are many and varied. âClarionâ (Arlington) â âSubway Sceneryâ is a truly lifelike account. âCrimsonââThe Soldier Boy NumÂŹ ber is a good idea. âSomanhis EventsââYou have a variety of cuts. âShuttleââThe Call of the Woodsâ is well written. English IIâP. BentonââAnd then he flavored her with an expression.â Reading High School Graduates in the Service of the United States 1907 FRANCIS JOHNSON DONALD RAMSAY 1908 GEORGE CLARK BROOKS HENRY BLETHEN WILLIAM AUGUSTINE CONNELLY RUSSELL WILLIS DAVIS 1909 HAROLD FRANCIS DAVIS HARLAND DANE EAMES 1910 HENRY F. PARKS RUSSELL A. FLINT FRANK D. FORBES HENRY B. PARKER 1911 HAROLD EATON WHITE 1912 JAMES L. GEARY CHESTER G. HARTSHORN WILLIAM H. LEE HOWARD D. NEWHALL (Continued in later issue) ROCKLAND READING LEOMINSTER FRAMINGHAM ÂŁ ADAMS COMPANY s 5 CL READING 0 r m III fi s âCASH DISCOUNT STORESâ 99 0 10 0 WOBURN GARDNER KEENE EARLE H. CHAPIN Full Line of Miller and Michelin Tires ...GARAGES... MAIN AND WOBURN STS., READING 147 MAIN ST., STONEHAM Agent for OVERLAND CARS Everything for the Automobile Telephones: Reading 100; Stoneham 21120 The; Metcalf Store Large Assortment of Suitable Gifts for the Boys on the Firing Line CHRISTMAS CARDS AND GAMES COR. MAIN AND HAVEN STS. J. B. VAN BUSKIRK, PROP. Tel. 81-W No. 325-BEST SCHOOL PENCIL-No. 325 EAGLE WRITING PENCILS.. A pleasing combination of smoothness and durability in four degrees EAGLE PENCIL CO., 377-379 BROADWAY, NEW YORK ALL KINDS OF FRESH FISH IN THEIR SEASON OYSTERS, ( LAMS, SCALLOPS FRESH BOILED LOBSTER .... Rockport Fish Market TELEPHONE 76 âDANIELSâ The only Tailor on the Square PRESSING, REPAIRING âAND- NAPTHA CLEANSING A SPECIALTY GET YOUR BARBERING DONE AT PAUL SEIFERTâS BARBER SHOP READING SQUARE HARRY P. BOSSON CO. . ..Insurance.. 11 INDIAN MOTORCYCLES Bicycles Sporting Goods Supplies Repairs Storage Batteries Service Station GEO. W. DAVIS CO. Haven Street - - Reading, Mass. Tel. 382 P. McDavitt CUSTOM TAILOR READING!, MASS. PRATTâS MARKET A. C. Pratt, Prop. Groceries - Provisions and Fruit Tel. 250 READING SQUARE i i TORREâS THE ONLY STORE IN TOWN THAT MAKES Candy and Ice Cream ...ART SHOP... KODAKS And Camera Supplies Developing and Printing Stamping and Embroideries Home Cooked Food Served M. F. CHARLES Watches, Clocks and Jewelry Sold, Cleaned and Repaired 188 Main Street . . Reading, Mass. When in Reading eat at MORSEâS LUNCH READING SQUARE Steaks, Chops, Stews and Roasts Sandwiches and Pie, Cigars and Tobacco Tel. 298-J CHASE FINNEGAN âSole Agents Forâ Dorothy Dodd Shoes for Young Ladies Walk-Over Shoes for Young Men âALSOâ Menâs Snappy Furnishings READING SQUARE TEL. 73-J MYERSâ LUNCH Haven Street MYER A. ESNER UP-TO-DATE Clothing and Gentsâ FurnishÂŹ ings SHOES FOR WHOLE FAMILY 10 per cent. Discount for High School Pupils FIREPROOF STEAM HEATED Reading Garage Agent for STIJDEBAKER Storage, Supplies, Repairs... ...Cars to Rent Steam Vulcanizing Positively Guaranteed H. W. PETERS CO. ..Jewelers and Engravers.. â MANUFACTURERS OFâ Class and Society Pins, Lodge Jewels, Prize Cups, Medals, Trophies, etc. Engraving done of all kinds 5178 Washington Street .... Boston, Mass. THE READING CHRONICLE We have one of the Best Equipped Job Printing Plants anywhere . . . W. E. J. F. TWOMBLY Masonic Block Reading, Mass. Tel. 155 I You Would Enjoy a .VICTROLA. We have every style and the âmoney endâ is easy Drop inâletâs talk it over at THE SONG SHOP 3 Pleasant St. Reading PRENTISS VIALL âINSURANCEâ Room 3, Masonic Block, Reading DR. E. D. RICHMOND DR. F. L. SMALLEY DR. ETHEL E. GRANT ..DENTIST.. Reading Square - Reading, Mass. Tel. 135-M DR. SAMâL DEAN ROUNDS ..DENTIST.. 4 Reading Square Tel. 42 Reading E. M. HALLIGAN DH. DOW â V ; § St r ' -Ms ADVERTISE IN THE PIONEER Government and Business Opportunities The Government is in great need of thousands of secretaries, stenographers, typists and clerks. The needs of the business world are equally as urgent. This great need calls for an organized training. Efficiency has never been at such a premium. Burdett College is thoroughly prepared to train you. A large number of courses designed to meet all conditions are offered. â New Students Begin Every Monday and A dvance Individually -â vs a vw 5 1 A GOOD POSITION IS PROVIDED EVERY GRADUATE Kindly call, write or âphone for a new catalogue If BURDETT COLLEGE M $ â r ; ;. n: ;c 3 18 BOYLSTON ST., BOSTON Corner Boylston and Washington Streets i ijf READING MASSACHUSETTS MARCH NUMBER ... 1918 ... Boston Studio 161 Tremont Street .... Tel. Beach 858 164 Tremont Street . ' ' . . Tel. Beach 2687 New York Studio 306 Fifth Avenue $ â j ' v All works of taste must bear a price in proÂŹ portion to the skill, time, expense and risk attending their invention and manufacture. Those things called dear are, when justly estimated, the cheapest. They are attended with much less profit to the artist than those which everybody calls cheap. A disÂŹ position for cheapness .and not for excelÂŹ lence of workmanship is the most frequent and certain cause of the decay and destrucÂŹ tion of arts and manufacture. Class Photographers for Reading High School 1916 and 1917 F. A. BESSOM MENâS AND BOYSâ CLOTHING Kuppenheimer Clothing for Men and Young Men Holeproof Hosiery for men, women and children EMERSON SHOES... ...STETSON HATS READING, MASS. FRANCIS BROTHERS ...Furnaces, Ranges and Carpets... FOR CASH OR INSTALLMENTS Agents for Crawford and Glenwood Ranges, Sherwin-Williams Co. Paints. Estimates given on Steam, Hot Water and Furnace Heating Also on Plumbing HAVEN ST. ...... READING, MASS. G. H. ATKINSON CO. Telephone 7 WHOLESALE AND RETAIL The Price You Pay for Flour is not always an indication of quality. But when the brand of flour is REGENT that indicates Quality Good. Luck Margarine THE BEST ONE SOLD F. WALLACE 189 Main St. Clean new stock of spring styles of Footwear at modÂŹ erate prices for young men and young ladies. If that is what you are looking for, you are invited to call on Hall 6c Macfarland Haven Street Reading H. O. COPELAND CO. Staple and Fancy Dry Goods MEN ' S FURNISHINGS Agents for McCall Patterns and PubliÂŹ cations Reading Square CLEM T. GLEASON, Jr. Compliments of âMaâ Pratt Hdqrs. Co. 104th Inf. Ex. Forces in France I. A. ROBINSON ... Fresh Ground Peanut Butter... âAT THE- RAILROAD MARKET Telephone 54-W EDWIN L. HUTCHINSON Real Estate and Insurance Justice of the Peace :| Fire, Automobile Accident and Liability Insurance LIFE INSURANCE READING SQUARE . . . READING, MASS. Telephones: Office 81-M Residence 197-M REMEMBER The Home Bakery When buying your Bakery Goods and Confectionery home: bakery H. F. MIDDLETON, Prop. Tel. 298-M It is Easy to Save After You Have a Start Good habits grow just the same as bad ones Reading Cooperative Bank H. RAYMOND JOHNSON, Secretary and Treasurer ...AUSTINâS SPA... Ice Cream Candy Banana Splits Box Goods a Specialty READING SQUARE HERBERT AUSTIN, Proprietor Tel. 71140 Haven St. Cash Market PERCY N. SWEETSER F. S. LOWELL, Prop. CORL FANCY GROCERIES AND PROVISIONS 37 Haven St. Tel. 310 Reading, Mass. EADING p EALTY C°- EAL ESTATE G. E. MacINTOSH, Mgr. INSURANCE MORTGAGES Opposite Depot Tel. 550 Reading, Mass. âEAT ATâ Telephone Connection ..Edgerley Bessom.. UNDERTAKERS 205 Main Street, Reading, Mass. Branch at Lynnfield and North Reading Haven St. Lunch Strictly Home Coo king Try our Famous Pies, Doughnuts and our Victory Breads BROWN-RICHER Props. THE LATEST MODELS IN FIRST NATIONAL BANK Reading, Mass. D SS SllOCS .. ⢠⢠CAPITAL $50,000.00 RESOURCES $500,000.00 SAFE DEPOSIT BOXES SAVINGS DEPARTMENT Moderate Prices A. D. GORDON Bancroftâs Shoe Store Your Business Respectfully Solicited reading mass ...READING TIRE SHOP... Vulcanizing, Re-Treading, Repairing WORK GUARANTEED TIRE SUPPLIES, TIRES AND TUBES OF STANDARD MAKES Alex Lindsay 9 Woburn St. Reading, Mass. {fumwr Published four times a year by the pupils of the Reading High School. Entered as second class matter January 14, 1913, at the Post Office, Reading, Mass., under the act of March 3, 1879. MARCH NUMBER, 1918 VOL. XXIV TEN CENTS A COPY NO. 10 t8oar Hf iE itnra Business Manager Warren Killam, â18 Assistants Ernest Gullam, â18 Albert Parmelee, â18 Sporting Editor Ralph Michelini, â19 Joke Editor Sarah Bancroft, â19 Editor-in-Chief Francis B. Shepardson, â18 Advisory Editors Miss Helen Abbott Miss Elizabeth Batchelder Alumni Editor Stuart Richards,,â17 Exchange Editor Mildred Partelow, â18 Service Editor Charles OâKelley, â20 Associate Editors Eleanor Hutchinson,â19 Christie Webber, â20 Albion Metcalf, â19 Rosamond Cummings, â21 Ruth Kinsley, â21 jilN the last year there have been a large number of drives to raise money, and flj these drives, like all big movements, had a slogan. Of late, the slogan for all of these drives has been âOver the Top.ââ In May, the country went âoverâ with the first Liberty Loan Drive, and reÂŹ peated the process in October with the Second Drive. In November the Y. M. C. A. Drive went âover the topâ and in December the Red Cross went âover.â The Junior Red Cross will very likely have gone âoverâ by the time this is published. Last year, the Allies went âover the topâ with their famous Spring Drive. Bat, will they keep âoverâ through this expected drive of the Germans?â Will the country have secured enough money, through the Liberty Loan Drives, to keep our soldiers in arms, clothing and provisions, and to finance the tremendous defensive operations necessary to keep the Germans back? Will the Red Cross and the Y. M. C. A. have enough money to keep their work âover the top.â To all of these questions,âNo! These various organizations mentioned must not expect to keep over on the force of a single drive. Rather, they must keep driving. It is not enough for an organization to make a second drive when the proceeds of the first one are used up. Rather it must, after making the first big punch, keep a steady never ending drive. Therefore, why shouldnât the slogan be: âOver the Top, to Stay Over.â Page Six The Pioneer DISCOVERING BOSTON Have you ever visited any of the churches of Boston? If you havenât, you really can have no idea of what you have missed. Did you ever stop to think, that people living in other parts of the country consider it a part of their education to see the Boston churches, just as they, and we also, consider it a part of oneâs education to visit the Metropolitan Museum of Fine Arts in New York, or the CongressionÂŹ al Library at Washington? Yet how few of us realize what a privilege we have so close at hand. Let us consider for a moment one or two of these fine churches. For inÂŹ stance, the Church of the Advent, AnÂŹ glican Catholic. This is a very large Gothic structure of brick and stone, and to me is the most beautiful church in the city. Its square tower, surÂŹ mounted by the graceful spire, preÂŹ sents a beautiful landmark that can be seen from many points about the city. Its interior is perfect and wonÂŹ derful in its beauty and grandeur. Everywhere are most beautiful carvÂŹ ings in wood and stone. Windows of stained glass, rich in color, by ChrisÂŹ topher Whall and Kempe, present a picture with the morning sun streamÂŹ ing through them, which is not soon forgotten. The largest of these is a Tree of Jesse window in the west front. The reredos behrnd the high alÂŹ tar is intricately carved from Caen stone, by Harold Peto, of London, EngÂŹ land. The Lady Chapel contains many wood-carvings by I. Kirchmayer, of Cambridge. In the tower is a set of melodious chimes, which can be heard before service. Then perhaps if we are there during service, the sweet tones of the organ, and the chanting of the choir as they sing their GregorÂŹ ian Psalms, add greatly to the beauty of the place. Then there is Emmanuel Church, a lovely, brownstone, Gothic edifice. Its interior is of white stone, to which the rich colors of the stained glass, and the dark colored wood carvings make a beautiful contrast of color. In this church is the larges organ in the country. It was built by Casavant Freres of St. Hyacinthe, Quebec, and has one hundred thrity-eight speaking stops. The reredos in Emmanuel is also noteworthy, as are the many othÂŹ er stone and wood carvings, particuÂŹ larly the organ-case. Trinity Church is very impressive. It is a free rendering of French RomÂŹ anesque, and consists more of large and grand proportions than of intriÂŹ cate and lovely detail. The First Church, Unitarian, is noteworthy for a rose-window in the east front, and wood and stone carvÂŹ ings of the interior. The First Baptist Church is particÂŹ ularly worthy of mention for its lofty campanile which can be seen from many points in Back Bay. The Central Congregational Church is a very beautiful structure. Oliver Wendell Holmes once remarked: âWe have one steeple in Boston which to my eyes seems absolutely perfect, that of the Central Church, at the corner of Newbury and Berkeley streets. Its resemblance to the spire of Salisbury has always struck me.â The late Mr. Richardson, the very distinguished arÂŹ chitect has compared it to that of Chartres. The New Old South Congregational Church, opposite the Public Library on Boylston street is certainly worthy of a visit. It is of Italian Gothic and contains several fine windows. In it is a fine screen of white marble. Very noticeable is the high slender camÂŹ panile, so characteristic of Italian churches. In closing, let me suggest that someÂŹ time when you are in Boston and wish to spend a profitable hour, you visit some one of these churches, or one of the following, each beautiful in its way: St. John the Evangelist; the MisÂŹ sion Church; the cathedral Church of St. Paul; the Second Church in Bos- Unitarian; The Cathedral of the Holy Cross; All Saintsâ Church, Ash- mont; St. Michaelâs, Milton; or Christ Church, Hyde Park. I feel confident that you will be well repaid for your trouble. L. A. C., â19. The Pioneer Page Seven A PCRTO RICAN CRUISE Twenty-four hours after the final examinations last June, I was sailing down the Hudson River bound for Porto Rico. The night before I had left Boston on the Paul Revere ExÂŹ press, arriving at the Grand Central Terminal at seven oâclock Saturday. At nine oâclock, I reported at the Marconi operating division office in the Edison building. After making out several forms, the division superinÂŹ tendent assigned me to the S. S. CorÂŹ nelia, a Bull-Insular Line freighter. I had always pictured a freight steamship as an old, worn-out tub, which was in every way undesirable, but the Cornelia changed my opinion in short order. She was a new thirty- two hundred ton vessel, all steel, had engmes which used oil for fuel and had all the latest minor improvements. Just after the noon mess, the CorÂŹ nelia was taken from her berth by a tug and started on her trip. A couple of miles ahead of us the S. S. Coamo of the Porto Rican Line was steaming off. New Yorkâs skyscrapers soon dropped below the horizon. My spirits dropped, too. I was almost certain that I would be seasick. In addition to this, I was going on a rive-day tinp which would take me six hundred miles from land. This was my first real deep-sea trip, and I didnât like the idea of being hundreds of miles from dry land. Ever since- we had left quarantine, we had been gaining on the Coamo and about sundown the Cornelia passed her. One of our sailors threw a line toward her, as if to oiler her a tow. This is a challenge for a race. The Coamo took it up, for to be beaten by a cargo vessel would be a serious blot on her record. All that evening, she could be plainÂŹ ly seen about a mile or so in our rear, lighted from her bow to her stern. I certainly envied the people on board for I thought of the gay times on her, the companionship of other people and the usual luxuries of a passenger vesÂŹ sel. Not a sound could be heard on our ship except the steady beat of the engines and the swish of water as we shipped along. We were not even burning running lights, and as the Cornelia was in her war paint, she seemed doubly gloomy. By the time I had finished copying press, the steady roll of the ship beÂŹ gan to affect me. I was in misery all night long. Up to this time, I had thought seasickness a joke but now I found that it was not exactly a tea party. The next morning I had reÂŹ covered somewhat but for the rest of the southward trip I was under the weather. All kinds of advice was givÂŹ en me in regard to curing myself but a secretary would have been necessary to keep track of the various remedies, there were so many. About ten oâclock on the second day out the most exciting incident ocÂŹ curred. The officer on watch on the bridge sighted a three masted bark heading for us. Her speed made him suspicious of her as she was making about fourteen knots with only a light breeze. Many modern sailing vessels are equipped with auxiliary engines but they are almost never able to make over five or six knots, so this vessel was a very rare exception. Close scrutiny through powerful glasses revealed several points in the barkâs construction and make-up which tallied with the general description of the German raider Seeadler. A NorÂŹ wegian flag was painted on her side. The captain and chief officer were called to the bridge and the engine room was signalled for more speed while the steward put provisions in the life boats and the sailors prepared to lower them if necessary. I was ordered to stand by. At that time the Coamo, which was just above our horizon came onto the barkâs horizon. The bark immediately turned around and sailed away from us. Apparently, she thought the CoÂŹ amo was a government vessel as she was in her war paint like ourselves. Page Eight The Pioneer A short time later the âold manâ handed me a code message but as the Coamo had just sent a long message in cipher to Cape May, he decided that the incident must have been reported and he withdrew his report;. I later learned from the Coamoâs opÂŹ erator that the officers of his ship had discovered that one side of the sailing vesselâs hull was dark red on which a Dutch flag was painted and the other side was black with a Norwegian flag. As the Coamo had a powerful teleÂŹ scope on her bridge more details could be made out than our officers could see with their small glasses. With the exception of a gale, the rest of the trip was uneventful. Just before we anchored off San Juan, a rather heavy gale struck us. Sleeping as impossible as I was very seasick again. I made my way with difficulty across the deck and up the gangway to the bridge. When my head appeared on the bridge, the skipper came rushing toÂŹ ward me. Usually very quiet and kind, he had changed greatly. After calling me several different kinds of fool, he shouted, âKelly, why in-donât you drop your other mud hook? The one you have out is drag- ginâ.â Then he saw that I was not the man he was after. He thought I was Kelley, the bosâun. A short time later that individual appeared and I heard the skipper rake him over the coals pretty strongly. A couple of hou rs after we had anÂŹ chored the Coamo dropped anchor a short distance from us. Figuring her speed of about fifteen miles an hour, the Cornelia had beaten her by about thirty miles. We had done the fourÂŹ teen hundred and some odd miles in four days and twelve hours. About four oâclock Thursday mornÂŹ ing, we docked and I was off duty for a week. The antenna was lowered as soon as we reached the pier so that no one could operate the set while we were in port. One of the few walled cities in this hemisphere, San Juan presented many strange sights. A camera fiend would be kept busy for at every corner some strange thing is seen. At the entrance to the harbor the gray old Spanish fortress, San CrisÂŹ tobal, grimly stands on guard. A deep moat with perpendicular sides runs around its gray walls. Sentry houses jut out every few yards and heavy guns show throâ their ports. Since war has been declared, no one has been allowed in the fort except on busiÂŹ ness, but some of the officers had been in it before the war and their desÂŹ cription of subterranean passages, dungeons, magazines, etc., sounded very interesting. One very interesting sight is the parade of the Porto Rican soldiers just at sundown on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. The Porto Rican regiment is comÂŹ posed of some of the finest soldiers in me world. When seen amid this splenÂŹ did environment, the grim old fortress of Morro towering in sullen grandeur on one side, the Palace of Santa Cata- line in the foreground and the AtlanÂŹ tic in the rear, one might picture himÂŹ self at a spectator at a titanic opera. The buildings of the business secÂŹ tion are quite unusual. Instead of having glass windows in which artiÂŹ cles are shown, the stores have solid fronts of cement. The only openings are the doors. A street appears to be walled in with concrete with a few doors opening from it. A five minute ride on the electrics brings one to the residential section. The houses are painted in the bright colors almost indispensable to the tropÂŹ ics. Palms line the streets and grow in the yards, showing their heads high above the vari-colored flowers of the gardens. On certain evenings, the band plays on the Plaza. Here, under the SouthÂŹ ern Cross, the younger people gather to dance on the palm-bounded conÂŹ crete space while the older people stand at one side watching with adÂŹ miration the rather crude dancing. After a day in San Juan, the CorÂŹ nelia sailed for Mayaguez, where a The Pioneer Page Nine lot of canned fruit was taken aboard. The next stop was at Aguadila, where Columbus first landed. It is said that the discoverer went ashore here to get water. A statue has been erected beside a spring on the hillside where Columbus was supposed to have filled his water tanks. Aside from its historical interest, the town was not very attractive. At Guayamilla, the next stop, we loaded five thousand bags of raw sugÂŹ ar after which we sailed for Ponce. It was at Ponce that General Miles landed with his troops during the Spanish War. We arrived here about midnight and left at four in the mornÂŹ ing, so nothing could be seen. A four hoursâ sail brought us to Guayama where several thousand bags of sugar were put aboard. The town did not look very interesting so I did not go ashore. By this time the steady stream of sugar going into the holds had become very uninteresting. How different it is at present; sugar is a very interestÂŹ ing article in our home now. The Fourth of July found us anÂŹ chored in a place by the name of Hu- macao. Except for the monotonous creaking of the winches everything was quiet. Apparently, Porto Rico did not know that it was the Fourth. In the afternoon several of us went ashore and had a swim in the warm water of the Caribbean. A few hours before we sailed from San Juan on Thursday, two of the sailors had a row. Several of us were gathered amidships talking when sudÂŹ denly one of the sailors, a big RusÂŹ sian, came racing from the crewsâ quarters aft. Close on his heels a short Dane followed, shouting his loudÂŹ est. Kelley, the bosâun. stopped the Dane and demanded the cause of the trouble. The Dane had been too free with some Porto Rican rum with the result that he had turned in for a sleep. While in his bunk, the Russian had kicked him in the face for no good reason. The Dane promptly cleared for action and drove the enemy out. It took Kelley some time to quiet down the excited sailor but he finally succeeded. The Russian kept out of sight for a number of hours. The time went altogether too quickÂŹ ly on the trip north. Over my seaÂŹ sickness at last, I had a fine time. When not on duty I would go down to the engine room or up on the bridge. The Tuesday after we left San Juan we docked in New York. The followÂŹ ing Saturday, I was assigned to the S. S. Sabine of the Mallory Line which sailed for Galveston at sundown, so my connection with the Cornelia was broken. M. S. MacNaught, â20 THE BARGAIN âGoing, going, go-i-ing- gone!â rasped the wheezy, red-faced auctionÂŹ eer, from his parcel on the miserâs old scarred table, as he handed a battered firescreen to a little body in black. âNow, ladies and gents, the prize of the day. This fine old quilt, plenty soft and thick, and nice bright colors, too! What am I offered? Say! Who says a quarter? Hound! Give me fiftyâwhatâs thatâfifty-fiveâwell, going at fifty- fiveânoâat sixty then. To the old man with the crutch, goingâgoingâ g-o-n-e!â and the gavel fell sharply. The âold man with the crutchâ shufÂŹ fled up to the table, pa:d his sixty cents from a lean and shabby purse and taptapped his way out of the room and out into the road. The house which he had just left was an old ramshackle affair, paint- less and weatherbeaten. The grass had grown wild and high all around the old shack for it was nothing more, giving it a dreary, unkempt aspect, the ideal home for the old miser, who had recently died and whose worldly goods were being sold at auction. Old Abe continued his slow progress up the road, arrived at a small waiting room and boarded a city-oound car. The car took him into a dark quarter of a large city and at a particularly dark and dirty corner, Abe painfully Page Ten The Pioneer descended and limped with his bulky burden into a shadowy doorway and up two flights of narrow, rickety stairs. He groped for and found the battered door, which opened into a moderately sized room, somewhat lighter than the hall outside. Abe entered and sank heavily into an old chair, exhausted. He remained in the same position for a long time. Soon he heard a patter of feet on the bare stairs, an opening of a door, and a bright-eyed girl ran into the room. âOh, Pop, I got it. Iâm gonna pull down six per at Vangderfoldâs from seven to five with nâhour for dinner! Now, Pop, we can have more nice stuff for you, and ah! maybe I can get one of those cute $12.50 dresses at Louisâ, so I can go to the WorkingÂŹ manâs Ball, with Jakey, â wouldnât that be wonderful! Gee, Iâm dying to go. Sophieâs goinâ. Oh, Pop, Sophieâs got a new fellaâ âGee, heâs swell! wears the snappiest neckties! Nothing slow about him! Oh, Pop, whatâs up? You donât look one bit happier. Just think! Six dollars. â Youâre all in, Popâwhat you got? A quilt. Where did you rake that up?â Abe explained the auction at the old miserâs. âWell,â exclaimed Becca, âI heard he was rich, but none ever knew where he kept the cash. Any man must be queer to be to tight as that. Here you go, Pop, lean on me. Yofi hop under the covers and Iâll fix up some eats,â and Becca hustled about;, humming a popular tune. The room in which they ate was the same room in which the two beds stood and soon Abe was tucked into one of these, with his new quilt over him. Becca was rather scornful regardÂŹ ing the quilt but tried not to let her father see her scorn. In the morning, âBecca, after wistÂŹ ful dreams of herself in a goregous evening gown dancing innumerable fox-trots and one-steps with Jake, rose early, built the fire, prepared breakÂŹ fast and between times blacked her shoes and mended her frayed coat. When Abe awoke, he felt very weak, as a result of his excursion the day before, so after giving him his breakÂŹ fast, âBecca installed him in a rocking chair, with a glass of water and some magazines (gifts of some of âBeccaâs admirers) beside him, and promising to return at noon to get his dinner for him, she hurried away, in great anÂŹ ticipation of her new work. The hours passed slowly for Abe and he wistfully watched the alarm clock on the shelf. That night, âBecca found her father no better, so on the following mornÂŹ ing, she again left him helpless in his chair. The days passed and Abe grew no stronger, but rather more weak and at the same time, fretful, and eager for something to occupy the time, which hung so heavily on his hands. With her first weekâs pay, âBecca generously offered half to Abe, but he refused it, so âBecca had a new pair of shoes and with the rest, bought a few delicacies for Abe. The next week, Abe did not get up, but remained in bed, an unwilling Abe longing for something to keep his hands busy. âNow.. Pop, just take it easy. Iâll be home at twelve,â promised âBecca. When she came she brought some cardboard dollâs furniture, to be cu out and bent into shape. She gave this to Abe, with a big pair of scissors, and he began eagerly this childish amusement, planning to present it to the bakerâs little girl, who lived around the corner. âBecca was much worried by her fatherâs illness and persuaded a kind old doctor, whom she had beÂŹ come acquainted with, to see her faÂŹ ther, and so that evening, the doctor called. âYou must be careful,â he told âBecca, âkeep him warm and as happy and occupied as possible, heâs getting old. Give him this tonic three times a day. I will call in again tomorrow night.â The next day Abe continued to cu: out his furniture. He laid one of the The Pioneer Page Eleven cardboard sheets on his quilt-covered knee and cut for some time, when he lifted it, he found that he had cut into the gay-colored quilt. He examined the cut disheartedly, and noticed a jagged edge of white, sticking out from the padding. Excitedly he drew from its hiding place, an old piece of paper, soft with age. His fingers shook with excitement, as he unfolded it, and tried to read, but his knowlÂŹ edge was rather limited and he could not read it, comprehendingly. He could hardly wait for âBecca, who finally arrived, but even the combined learnÂŹ ing of the two was not enough to make out the contents of the paper. âWell, Pop, I guess weâll jest have to wait âtil the doctor gets here, âcause he knows everything,ââ said âBecca, finally. It seemed to the two impatient peoÂŹ ple, straining their ears for a sound on the stairs that he would never get there. He came at last, however, and âBecca rushed excitedly to admit him. âGee, hurry up! Pop found someÂŹ thinâ in the old miserâs quilt. Lookit! Is it old money or what? And see this written here, âWhoever gets this can have itâ Must be somethinâ! Oh read, quick,â gasped âBecca. The Doctor, with that quiet calmÂŹ ness, which belongs only to doctors, took the paper, but as he read, even he exclaimed in excitement. âWhy, âBecca, this is a draft for $6,000. This means that if you preÂŹ sent this paper at a bank, you will be the recipientâerâyou, 1 mean, will receive $6,000 from the bank!â âBecca was speechless and old Abe lay back in open-mouthed astonishÂŹ ment. âIt must have been made out long ago,â went on the doctor. âSee the date is twenty years old. Hmmmâ funny thing-but then, everyone knows how freakish the old miser was.â The morning after the WorkingÂŹ manâs Ball, âBecca leaned confidingly toward Sophie at the next counter. âSay, Soph,â she said, âIâm gonna take Pop up to that little sanitorium on Locust street this noon. Doc says heâll be O. K. with a little res t. Say, didnât we have a swell time last night, though?â âHonest, âBee, you looked swell,â ejaculated Sophie, âSome class to us I guess! Jakey looked like he thought he was the luckiest guy in the U. S.â âBecca blushed becomingly and bent still closer to Sophie. âDonât tell anyone yet,â she whisÂŹ pered, âbutâme and Jakeyâs goinâ to get married!â Kathryn Cooper, 1918 THE SCOUT AND THE LITTLE OLD LADY By Richard Patrick, Junior High School. A Scout walked cheerfully down the street. He stopped suddenly and looked at the village clock. âAn hour early!â he exclaimed. âClock at home must have been wrong. Wonder what I shall do till Scout Meeting.â The Scout was about fifteen years old, and wore the badge of a second- class Scout. His uniform was espeÂŹ cially clean and neat. He stopped again and looked across the street. An old lady about seventy- five years old, short and slight, but with a kind face, struggled along the street with a large bag. Two rude boys jostled into her as if in a big hurry. A business-like man shoved her aside roughly but nobody offered her help. In a second the Scout was at her side and politely asked with a tip of his hat, âCan I help any?â The lady, with a look of trust at the uniform, gladly accepted and with a word of gratefulness placed the bag in the Scoutâs hand. âThe other boys are so unkind,â she explained, âI wish all boys were Scouts. So many have helped me, I feel greatly indebted to them.â As she spoke she turned her steps to the Page Twelve The. Pioneer part of the town where the poorer class lived. âYes, that is what the Scouts are forâthey not only have the best of fun on hikes, and playing games, but they are a great organization to help the people that need it,â the Scout put in. The bag the Scout was carrying grew heavy and he wondered how the old lady had managed it before. âYou live here?â queried the womÂŹ an. âYes,â proudly answered the Scout, âand I think Reading is one of the best towns in the old U. S. A. We have five troops of Scouts here to a seven thousand population.â âIt must be nice to have so many Scouts,â said the old lady. âYes, it is. We also have good schools and a fine fire department, police department and library. Three lovely buildings have just been built.â âI just came here yesterday and was coming back from the station with some more luggage. I donât see how I could have gotten home safely if it hadnât been for you. I am getÂŹ ting oldâMy! but I feel tired and faint after the walk. But here is my house. Come in if you will.â The building they entered was not a fine ono but very neat. The lady and the Scout entered and the lady sat weakly down in a chair. The womanâs work had been too much for her and she fell off into an exhausted faint. The Scout for the first time noticed it was cold in the room and as soon as the lady was made comfortable, he lighted a roaring fire in the stove. In a few minutes the woman came to and gratefully received a cup of tea the Scout had made. The cupboard revealed some bread and a little milk, and soon the lady felt much better. âIs there anything more I can do for you?â eagerly questioned the Scout. âNo, I thank you,â she said, reachÂŹ ing for her pocketbook and handing him a quarter. âHere, it isnât much, but it is all I can spare.â âI guess NOT,â emphasized the Scout. âWe never take money for the little good turns we do.â And pushing the coin away, he shook hands with the litle lady and bade her good-bye as it was getting late. âDo come again,â she said, âwhenÂŹ ever you have a spare minute or two.â âI will,â promised the Scout, and he disappeared through the door. Once outside the Scout hurried to the gym where the meetings were held and was just in time, as the meeting was most starting. As he entered he put down on his list of good turns: âHelped an old lady get her bag home.â Good humor! The very thought of it causes mute admiration in me toÂŹ ward a person who can be good huÂŹ mored by just wanting to be. It was only last week, when on one bright morning, I started out to be really agreeable to everyone. All went well until I sat down to breakÂŹ fast. I took up a very innocent cup of brown liquid, âCoffee,â said I to myself; but instead of my favorite beverage, what should it be but a queer sort of substitute made of Hoover knows what. My usual cup of coffee was on its way to feed the Allies. But I checked myself from giving opinions of food controllers and tackled the next item of interest. This was the bread which by some miracle had escaped unadulteration. This subdued my evil thoughts and I manÂŹ aged to get through with the rest of my breakfast. I started for school, for once havÂŹ ing my books with me and plenty of time ahead of me. But I happened to glance in a store window. 8.20! Wow! I was off up the street like an arrow, arriving at school at promptly 8.05, where I discovered that the clock in the store had been fifteen minutes fast. As you imagine, The Pioneer Page Thirteen this did not improve my humor very greatly. The first period was Chemistry and in the period of thirty-five minutes I succeeded in breaking a retort and seven test-tubes to say nothing of the teacherâs and my patience, for this reduced my capital four dollars. The rest of the day was, however, rather peaceful, and by the time I arrived home I was almost back to where I started in the morning. I was counting on an afternoon in the woods, so after getting my gun, I turned to go. âYouâve got to go get me a yeast cake down town,â cried a voice from the kitchen. Well, what could I do? I tried my debating abilÂŹ ity to the utmost but to no avail. Go I must. So, after slamming my gun into the corner I banged out of the door and went off. Right then and there I gave up tryÂŹ ing to keep my temper. Who wouldÂŹ nât? As soon as I got home deterÂŹ mined to be as cross as possible, who should be there but my Uncle Frank with a new setter pup for me. This changed matters greatly and, when my father brought me home a new book I had decided that my change of humor had brought me luck and that, after all, the good humor which I tried to assume had done nothing for me at all. E. Perry, T9 NOT âOVER THEREâ YET âHello, Percy.â âAh, good evening, my dear George. I hope I find you in good health.â âOh, Pm feeling fine, howâs yourÂŹ self?â âWhy, really, I had a deuced piece of ill luck, this morning.â âYou did? What happened?â âWhy, I was out for a walk this morning, when a savage feline sprang out of a tree upon my back and gave me a scratch so deep that it almost drew blood. I shudder to think what might have happened if my trusty Fido had not driven it away.â âSay, thatâs too bad, old sport. Did you have it seen to?â âOh, yes, indeed, I sent for a physiÂŹ cian immediately and he said I would probably be all right if I took good care of it.â âWell, hereâs hoping you donât get lockjaw from it.â âGoodness! You do not think there is any danger, do you?â âWell, you never can tell; if I were you Iâd go to a hospital.â âSay, I think that is what I had better do; I am glad you told me. Good evening.â âGood night. There, I guess thatâll keep him away for awhile.â Allen Cox, T9 FUR AND FEATHERS IN THE FEBRUARY WOODS As we go out of the yard and jump the stone wall, the first thing that can be called a sign of life in the meadow, is the little trail where a brave field mouse has dragged its body through the snow. A little farÂŹ ther on is a cluster of bushes with the dry seed pods opened and the seed scattered on the ground. But there is very little seed left, for all around are tracks of pheasants. They have not been able to get much food in the woods so they have come nearer to the dwellings than usual. For about a mile nothing is seen except a lone crow up in the dead branch of an oak tree. He is cawÂŹ ing and after a while an answer comes to him from the midst of the woods and away he flies. Across the brook, the tunnels that the muskrats have made from their humped-up houses of sods run out to this bubbling spring. Oh, there is a trap that some hunter has set for them. We hope that these are espeÂŹ cially wily muskrats and will not be caught in any man-made traps. Look ahead in that open place, surÂŹ rounded by pines. There, as contentÂŹ edly as can be, is a whole flock of juncos and some purple finches, Page Fourteen The Pioneer feeding on little seeds from the low bushes. As we go across a piece of land that has been partly cleared by the farmÂŹ er who hoes over yonder, our attenÂŹ tion is attracted by the footprints of a large dog. What was that dog here for? He must have been chasÂŹ ing something. There are some small tracks, three together, forming a triÂŹ angle and we know they belong to a rabbit. Evidently the dog was in close pursuit. Here the rabbit has gone into its run through the stone wall and out again on the other side and has then scampered off to the woods, leaving the big clumsy dog far behind! On approaching a feeding station which I established last week, I am anxious to see if any living creatures have been there. All around are many tracks. Now what are they? Those are the tracks of a partridge and these are the tracks of our friends, the crows. These little tracks here are very interesting. They are close together. They are ones with which I am not familiar. Up in that tree a bluejay is pertly looking at us. âIn them base-ball clothes of his,â as James Whitcomb Riley says. A sociable little chickadee has folÂŹ lowed us ever since we left the meaÂŹ dow. He is twittering, trying so hard to talk to us. Over in those bushes a flock of redÂŹ polls is feeding, their little red heads glittering in the sun. Their winter larder up North must have failed them this year. A little way farther on several tree sparrows, each with the one black spot on its breast, are flitting in the branches and then hopping down to the ground. They are talking to one another saying âToo-ta-it, too-ta-it.â The June os and tree sparrows are often seen eating together off the same âwhite table cloth.â Some willow buds are pushing their soft heads bravely out from under their crisp little brown caps. The harsh February winds do not hinder them when they decide to come out. They are the first heralds of spring. âTo him, who in the love of Nature, Holds communion with her visible forms She speaks a various language.â Eleanor Hutchinson, â19 HERE AND THERE Oh how wonderful! Nothing but snow. I puff and stop and look back down through a long narrow street cut out of solid snow so deep that only a few inches of the tops of the telephone poles are visible. I arrive at the guardâs home just as the sun breaks out and makes all the surÂŹ rounding peaks glitter. Oh for a camera, but I am forbidden, for this is an Austrian strong point on the Swiss and Italian front. I am very cold, so cold that if a fairy were to say that I could wish, I would wish to be warm, even very hot. My wish comes true for I see all down the valÂŹ ley, until the hills close in again, the white bobbing figures of many, many thousands of Malay women, picking the tea leaves on Herr Kampftâs planÂŹ tation, in Java. As I enter a huge field with Herr Kempft they all stop their work and salaam. How strange! I am drifting slowly up the cost of China, which seems very short, a second ago Java drops below the horizon, in a flatbottom with a large square sail, I see crocoÂŹ diles in the muddy banks and now the san-pans with their fishers and their ringed cormorants At my right, I pass, oh, how slowly, a private ship. Thank goodness, they think I have nothing of value aboard, and are not in a murderous mood. I glide up to the island of Nippon just as the sun is setting behind my big sail. I step out of my boat into a rickÂŹ shaw. The boy trots off and in a minute I am at a little old inn, away back in the mountains. I am greeted by the old innkeeper, a little man with very pleasant bright eyes. A boy esÂŹ corts me to my room, in through the The Pioneer Page Fifteen long hallway, lined on either side with water faucets and basins; this is where everyone must wash in the morning. Thence upstairs. He turns a button outside my door which lights the electric lamps and starts the fans. He then unpacks my bag, which I didÂŹ nât have with me before, and helps me dress for dinner. I ask in my best Japanese to have the lights turned off but the fan left going and he explains most carefully that it cannot be done. I must have both or neither. I go down into the dining room. A dainty little Jap girl screens me into a room of my own. I sit on my legs, which is very hard, before a table which stands only four inches from the thicly matted floor. I eat cooked weeds arranged in every possible manÂŹ ner; some were fine. The last thing she brings in is a bowl with three beautiful live gold fishes. I eat them, using my chop sticks. They were great. Very early in the morning I start exploring the neighborhood. I see a great Torii. It is very beautiful. I go under it and soon come to a lovely bridge. I walk over it. When I come to the middle of the bridge I remember that it is the sacred bridge at Nikko. No one but the emperor is allowed to step on it. I shake, my knees knock together with fear, and I run and run, not knowing where. The first object that I recognize is a train. It is very long. I jump into it all out of breath and the guard locks the door. Fields of snow and fields of snow is all that I can see. I fall asleep. I awake and across a narrow river I see a long white waterfall. It is falling from a high ledge into a tiny bay. The lower part of the fall is in a shadow.but its brink shines emerÂŹ ald green. The bank where I am lyÂŹ ing is covered with velvet like cool green grass and up stream just a little way is a quaint wooden Norwegian peasantâs cottage. A heavy rowboat is drawn up on the rocky shore. I get into it and row down the river, watching the fall grow into a dainty narrow ribbon before the land hides it. I am startled, for I feel that I am not alone. I turn and see a man standing in the stern of my boat. He is poleing in and out among great trees. He brings the boat which has changed from the heavy row boat to a boat not unlike a large broad caÂŹ noe, to shore on a little island. The trees here are very tall and their foÂŹ liage is very heavy, but after my guide has pulled some great ferns from one of them I climb up it. The guide points westward and I look that way. In among a great mass of green I can see, just at great interÂŹ vals the dark river water, and away back on the horizon the sun is playÂŹ ing on the snow-capped peaks of the Andes. A great clatter of parrots from the shore frightens me. I start to climb down but everything beÂŹ comes black. âMr.-, are you in order?â Home again from a pleasant voyÂŹ age, but how suddenly. Sally Bancroft LUNCH-TIME COURTESIES Adapted - I. Be sure to run from the room beÂŹ fore the bells ring. They are only rung so that the electrician can earn a living. II. Always rush down stairs. Knock down at least three Freshmen. They make a beautiful green carpet to walk on. III. When you reach the counter demand that you be waited on immediately. Shout your orders as loud as possible. Inform âMaâ Pratt that she is there for the purpose of attending to your wants first. Page Sixteen The Pioneer IV Always push your way through the crowd to the counter. That is what your basket-ball training is for. V. Be sure to go to the girlsâ counter. Never mind if it is intended for girls only. It would be impolite if you did not ram yourself into the midst of them. They would believe that nobody cared for their society. VI Make comments about food; it is encouraging to those who serve it. VII Stand in the doorways; it is very pleasant to climb over your back. VIII Spill your soup on a half a dozen persons. It is their fault, they ought to wear raincoats. IX Do not bother to look for a waste basket, but throw your rubbish on the floor. Mr. Gleason likes the exerÂŹ cise of picking it up. X Tramp upstairs, after you have finished lunch, and sing and whistle the latest popular songs. The girls enjoy listening to them. A. D. K., â19 SPORTING The basketball team started off this season without much support but has exceeded all expectations, under the good coaching of F. W. Mayo and Captain Gibbons. The season opened Dec. 12, ReadÂŹ ing defeating Wellesley, 27-13. GibÂŹ bons and Nowell featuring for ReadÂŹ ing. Watertown was swamped at ReadÂŹ ing, Jan. 4, 44-22.Gibbons starring. Winchester met defeat at our hands, at Reading, 22-14. Gibbons starring. The next game at Chelsea was won by Reading, by the narrow margin of 24-23. The whole team deserves credit for this victory, especially Michelini and Ambler. Natick played a crude game at Reading, being defeated 17-16. Wade and Gibbons featured. Reading suffered their first defeat at the hands of Boston Y. M. C. A. InÂŹ termediates 29-12. The playing of Wade and Stokes stood out strongly for Reading. At Watertown, Feb. 5, Reading won 20-16, Wade and Godfrey starÂŹ ring. Reading again defeated ChelÂŹ sea, on the home floor, 21-12, Gibbons and Michelini starring. Now there is a noticeable increase in the attendance at the games, both in and out of town. The team plan to keep up the good record thus far attained. German 3âMiss Trevor: âI must mourn away my youth in the fireÂŹ place.â English 3âE. Gibbons, giving an example of a simile: âThe man looked like a house.â In Chapel (Announcing Stoneham debate) :âThere will be some strong men there, and some speakers.â German 3âMiss Gaw: âGessLer stood on his hind legs.â Englsh 3âA. Wade: âA silly-shady fellow.â (shilly-shally.) The Pioneer Page Seventeen German 1âC. Evans :Stand er vor semen Kameraden. âHe stood before them like a camel.â Home-room 8âMr. Humphries: âIf you are going to be absent bring your note with you.â Latin 3 and 4,âW. Killam: âJulius attaches himself to him (his father) with his right hand.â German 1âC. Evans: âIn front of the house was a beautiful coal-yard.â French 2âMr. Humphries: âWhat do you know about this more than your present knowledge?â Physics 4âMiss Minehan: âWhat is the unit of volume in this case?â Mr. Motschman, âPounds.â Miss Yaffee, explaining mechaniÂŹ cal drawing: âNow what should I do to my face-view?â Michelini: âShade it.â ⢠French 1 (Per 5)âEsner translatÂŹ ing: âQuel Grand magasin.â âWhat a grand magazine.â Physics 4âS. Richards, reciting: âSpecific gravity is the force which pulls things to the center of the earth.â French 1âMr. Humphries: âHow could you simplify the sentence, âIt is 5 minutes past 12 or â10 minÂŹ utes past 12â?â C. Webber: âMake it fifteen.â U. S. History 4âMiss Young: âWhat is the presidentâs oath of ofÂŹ fice?â F. Trevor (reading)ââI do now swollomly tear that â,â etc. U. S. History 4âMiss Young: âGive some qualities desirable in a president.â D. Gray: âForesight.â Miss Young: âYes, and he needs as much hindsight as foresight, too.â English 4âExtract from âThe Three Strangers.â: âAn elderly enÂŹ gaged man of fifty or upwards moved restlessly about from the spot where his betrothed was not, to the spot where she was.â G. F. Trevor: âI donât understand that.â ! ALUMNI NOTES ! - .. --- , - 1 - â â - â â - n - 1. Kilburn Holt is employed by the South Atlantic National Bank, Boston. 2. Henry Libbey is attending GorÂŹ don Bible College. 3. Jessie MacDonald is at home. 4. Margaret McDonagh is emÂŹ ployed by the Joslin Co. of MalÂŹ den. 5. Ernest MacDougall is in the employ of the Municipal ElecÂŹ tric Light Co., Reading. 6. Anna McKillop is a post-gradÂŹ uate at R. H. S. 7. Herbert MacLeod is in the 101st U. S. Engineers. 8. Henry Moore is employed in the First National Bank, Reading. 9. Helen Nowell is a post-graduate of R. H: S. 10. Beulah Page is employed by Adams Co., Reading. 11. Helen Partelow is at home. 12. Norman Perry is attending Tufts College. 13. Mary Pheney is employed in the Electric Light office, Reading. 14. Helen Prentiss is at Miss Pierceâs School, Boston. 15. Francis Quinlan is attending Boston College. 16. Josephine Reid is attending Boston University Night School. Seaweed for Sound Proofing. A new material used for sound proofÂŹ ing the walls of a music school buildÂŹ ing consists of seaweed chemically treated, fireproofed and made into pads. Page Eighteen The Pioneer âUniversity School News â CleveÂŹ land, Ohio. âCarlisle Arrow and Red Man â CarÂŹ lisle, Pa. âRed and Black,â Claremont, N. H. âSomanhis Events,â South ManchesÂŹ ter, Conn. âAuthentic,â Stoneham, Mass. âPinkerton Critic,â Derry, N. H. âPinkerton Annual,â Derry N. H. âDebater,â Wakefield, Mass. âArgus,â Gardner Mass. âRed and Black,â Fostoria, Ohio. âCarlisle Arrow and Red Manâ â Your honor list of enlisted men is something to be proud of. âRed and Blackâ â âMy Summer Vacationâ by Eldridge Movre was a decidedly interesting experience. âSomanhis EventsââYour literary department is large ana varied. âAuthenticââWhere are your cuts? âPinkerton Criticâ â âLittle Mary Entertains the Caller with the Family Albumâ is very clever. âPinkerton Annualâ â This number is well filled and full of school spirit. âDebaterâ â We are always glad to receive newcomers. âArgusâ â âSergeant Haleâ is an interesting story of the Mounted Police Force and their work. âRed and Blackâ,Fostoria, Ohio.â Your class notes show a decided class spirit. X Reading High School Graduates in the Service of the United States 1913 WARREN F. CHARLES, 101st Engineers HAROLD B. CURRELL, Artillery, Camp Devens ALBERT J. DOUCETTE, Naval Reserves FREEMAN GRAY, Harvard Unit, France ALFRED A. McDAVITT, Camp Devens FOSTER A. NOWELL, Camp Devens WILLIAM J. PARKINS, Artillery in France LYMAN E. PRATT, Artillery in France GERALD ROBINSON, Naval Reserves WILLIAM RODDEN, Place Unknown FRANK T. SEAMAN, U. S. Infantry, France ALFRED TOWNSEND, Coast Artillery 1914 HARRY L. DODGE, Engineers, France MELVIN C. LANE, Infantry, France ROBERT McKENNA, Mounted Police, France ASHLEY M. MERRILL, Texas GOULD RUGGLES, Signal Corps JOHN T. WALL, Jr., Naval Reserves ROCKLAND READING LEOMINSTER FRAMINGHAM ÂŁ fig ADAMS COMPANY s 5 0 ÂŁâ UJ READING r m tm a 0 E âCASH DISCOUNT STORESâ 33 0 WOBURN GARDNER KEENE No. 325-BEST SCHOOL PENCIL-No. 325 ..EAGLE WRITING PENCILS.. A pleasing combination of smoothness and durability in four degrees EAGLE PENCIL CO., 377-379 BROADWAY, NEW YORK FOWLER ' S ICE CRB7XAA âSERVED AT- Willisâ Pharmacy and Austinâs Lunch DANFORTHâS PHARMACY READING SQUARE RECRUITING STATION FOR THE MERCHANT MARINE Age 17â27 ALL KINDS OF FRESH FISH IN THEIR SEASON OYSTERS, CLAMS, SCALLOPS FRESH BOILED LOBSTER. Rockport Fish Market TELEPHONE 76 âDANIELSâ ...SUITS MADE TO ORDER... PRESSING, REPAIRING âAND- NAPTHA CLEANSING A SPECIALTY GET YOUR BARBERING DONE AT WM. D. LASHUAâS BARBER SHOP READING SQUARE HARRY P. BOSSON 5 CO. ..Insurance.. INDIAN MOTORCYCLES Bicycles Sporting Goods Supplies Repairs Storage Batteries Service Station GEO. W. DAVIS CO. Haven Street - - Reading, Mass. Tel. 382 MAX PRAIL SHOE REPAIRER PRATTâS MARKET A. C. Pratt, Prop. Groceries - Provisions and Fruit Tel. 250 . . READING SQUARE TORREâS Home Made Candies ...ART SHOP... CHASE FINNEGAN âSole Agents Forâ KODAKS Dorothy Dodd Shoes for Young And Camera Supplies Developing and Printing Ladies Walk-Over Shoes for Young Men Stamping and Embroideries âALSOâ Menâs Snappy Furnishings Home Cooked Food Served READING SQUARE TEL. 73-J M. F. CHARLES Watches, Clocks and Jewelry MYERSâ LUNCH Sold, Cleaned and Repaired Haven Street 188 Main Street . . Reading, Mass. When in Reading eat at MORSEâS LUNCH READING SQUARE Steaks, Chops, Stews and Roasts Sandwiches and Pie, Cigars and Tobacco Tel. 298-J MYER A. ESNER UP-TO-DATE Clothing and Gentsâ FurnishÂŹ ings SHOES FOR WHOLE FAMILY 10 per cent. Discount for High School Pupils FIREPROOF STEAM HEATED Reading Garage Agent for STUDEBAKER Storage, Supplies, Repairs... ...Cars to Rent Steam Vulcanizing Positively Guaranteed H. W. PETERS CO. ..Jewelers and Engravers.. âMANUFACTURERS OFâ Class and Society Pins, Lodge Jewels, Prize Cups, Medals, Trophies, Etc. Engraving done of all kinds 5178 Washington Street - - - Boston, Mass. THE READING CHRONICLE We have one of the Best Equipped Job Printing Plants anywhere . . . W. E. fi J. F. TWOMBLY Masonic Block Reading, Mass. Tel. 155 You Would Enjoy a We have every style and the âmoney endâ is easy Drop inâletâs talk it over at THE SONG SHOP 3 Pleasant St. Reading PRENTISS VIALL âINSURANCEâ Room 3, Masonic Block, Reading T. C. FIFE HEATING AND PLUMBING Tin and Sheet Iron Work of All Kinds Gas and Water Piping STOVES, FURNACES AND RANGES AUSTINâS LUNCH Sandwiches, Steaks, Chops Ham and Eggs, Soups, Chowders, Stews, Chicken Pies, Etc. . . . Coffee with a Reputation. . . . Fowlerâs Ice Cream in Bulk the year around READING SQUARE - READING STOCKâS POOL ROOM ASH ST. Bowl at Boydâs Regulation Alleys Come around early on account of the early closing decree of the Fuel Administrator. Reading Bowling Alleys JOHN A. BOYD, Prop. â You are DEAFâ or hard of hearing â you will want to READ THIS NEW BOOK (56 Pages Illustrated) We have a few copies for Free Distribution. Call and get one and also see the new Globe Ear-Phone, 1917 model, and other Globe aids to hearingo Remember ive carry only the best. Every Ear-Phone guaranteed for 10 years. GLOBE EAR-PHONE CO. Inc. READING, MASS. COMPLIMENTS OF OXLEYâS PHARMACY READING ORCHESTRA Standard Popular and Classical Orchestrations L. F. Quimby .... . . Violin Marjorie Quimby ... . . Piano I. Banks Quinby .... . . Saxophone Carlyle Quimby .... . . Drums Extra Pieces as Wanted L. F. QUIMBY, 25 Howard St. Phone : Reading 114 M Puutm- A urrttstttg fags I DR. E. D. RICHMOND DR. E. M. HALLIGAN DR. F. L. SMALLEY DR. DOW DR. ETHEL E. GRANT ..DENTIST.. ' DR. H. N. BOYLE Reading Square - Reading, Mass. DENTIST Tel. 135-M DR. SAMâL DEAN ROUNDS ADVERTISE IN ..DENTIST.. THE Reading Square PIONEER Tel. 42 Reading I . ' â ' ⢠. : ⢠;l v: ⢠â˘â˘â˘. iK â . . ⢠â - ; it â Government and Business Opportunities The Government is in great need of thousands of secretaries, stenographers, typists and clerks. The needs of the business world are equally as urgent. This great need calls for an organized training. Efficiency has never been at such a premium. Burdett College is thoroughly prepared to train you. A large number of courses designed to meet all conditions are offered. New Students Begin Every Monday and Advance Individually A GOOD POSITION IS PROVIDED EVERY GRADUATE Kindly call, write or âphone for a new catalogue BURDETT COLLEGE 18 BOYLSTON ST., BOSTON Comer Boylston and Washington Streets A p READING MAY NUMBER MASSACHUSETTS ... 1918... Boston Studio 161 Tremont Street Tel. Beach 858 164 Tremont Street .... Tel. Beach 2687 New York Studio 306 Fifth Avenue All works of taste must bear a price in proÂŹ portion to the skill, time, expense and risk attending their invention and manufacture. Those things called dear are, when justly estimated, the cheapest. They are attended with much less profit to the artist than those which everybody calls cheap. A disÂŹ position for cheapness and not for excelÂŹ lence of workmanship is the most frequent and certain cause of the decay and destrucÂŹ tion of arts and manufacture. Class Photographers for Reading High School for 1916, 1917, 1918 G. H. ATKINSON CO. Telephone 7 wholesale: and retail The Price You Pay for Flour is not always an indication of quality. But when the brand of flour is REGENT that indicates Quality I Good Luck Margarine THE BEST ONE SOLD F. WALLACE . . 189 Main St. PRENTISS VIALL âINSURANCEâ Room 3, Masonic Block, Reading A good place to buy your shoes. H. O. COPELAND CO. Staple and Fancy Dry Goods MEN ' S FURNISHINGS Agents for McCall Patterns and PubliÂŹ cations Reading Square Hall MacFarland CLEM T. GLEASON, Jr. Compliments of Hdqrs. Co. 104th Inf. Ex. Forces in France âMaâ Pratt J. A. ROBINSON ... Fresh Ground Peanut Butter... âAT THEâ RAILROAD MARKET Telephone 54-W EDWIN L. HUTCHINSON Real Estate and Insurance Justice of the Peace Fire, Automobile, Accident and Liability Insurance LIFE INSURANCE READING SQUARE . . . READING, MASS. Telephones: Office 81-M Residence 197-M REMEMBER The Home Bakery When buying your Bakery Goods and Confectionery home: bakery H. F. MIDDLETON, Prop. Tel. 298-M It is Easy to Save After You Have a Start Good habits grow just the same as bad ones Reading Cooperative Bank H. RAYMOND JOHNSON, Secretary and Treasurer AUSTINâS SPA... Ice Cream Candy Banana Splits Box Goods a Specialty READING SQUARE HERBERT AUSTIN, Proprietor Tel. 71140 PERCY N. SWEETSER COAL Haven St. Cash Market F. S. LOWELL, Prop. FANCY GROCERIES AND PROVISIONS 37 Haven St. Tel. 310 Reading, Mass. G. E. MacINTOSH JOHN W. MARSHALL MacINTOSH MARSHALL Real Estate Insurance Mortgages Formerly Reading Realty Co. Opposite Depot Tel. 550 Reading, Mass. Telephone Connection ..Edgerley Bessom.. UNDERTAK ERS 205 Main Street, Reading, Mass. Branch at Lynnfield and North Reading J. RISEMAN JUNK DEALER FIRST NATIONAL BANK THE LATEST MODELS IN Reading, Mass. .. Dress Shoes.. CAPITAL $50,000.00 Moderate RESOURCES $500,000.00 Prices SAFE DEPOSIT BOXES A. D. GORDON SAVINGS DEPARTMENT Your Business Respectfully Solicited Bancroftâs Shoe Store READING, MASS. ...READING TIRE SHOP... Vulcanizing, Re-Treading, Repairing WORK GUARANTEED TIRE SUPPLIES, TIRES AND TURES OF STANDARD MAKES Alex Lindsay 9 Woburn St. Reading, Mass. 51 t? potter Published four times a year by the pupils of the Reading High School. Entered as second class matter January 14, 1913, at the Post Office, Reading, Mass., under the act of March 3, 1879. MAY NUMBER, 1918 VOL. XXIV TEN CENTS A COPY no. 11 iBoarli of iEMtora Editor-in-Chief Francis B. Shepardson, â18 Business Manager Advisory Editors Warren Killam, â18 Miss Helen Abbott Assistants Miss Elizabeth Batchelder Ernest Gullam, â18 Alumni Editor Albert Parmelee, â18 Stuart Richards, â17 Sporting Editor Exchange Editor Ralph Michelini, â19 Mildred Partelow, â18 Joke Editor Service Editor Sarah Bancroft, â19 Charles OâKelley, â20 Associate Editors Eleanor Hutchinson,â19 Christie Webber, â20 Albion Metcalf, â19 Rosamond Cummings, â21 Ruth Kinsley, â21 E eMcatet 1Respectfull to tbe 3umor Glass Page Six The Pioneer r AMERICA, WAKE UP! Thank God America has awakened to the gigantic problem that the whole World is facing today. None too soon has she realized the fallacy of letting the Allied Nations alone defend the civilization of the World. At this moment the tidal wave of German barbarism is threatening to crush us. Victory is balancing the scales to see which side will win. For three long years we let the libÂŹ erty loving nations defend themÂŹ selves and us, without our aiding them or even defending ourselves. And it is scarcely more than a year since we realized the futility of blindÂŹ ing ourselves from the actual horrors of war by trying to avoid it. Our delay has given to Germany an opÂŹ portunity which she has not neÂŹ glected to use. She deals savage and merciless slaughter in order to win the victory by fair or foul means. She stops at nothing. Women and children are ruthlessly murdered or shamefully treated. Hideous tortures are practised, things which we thought a civilized country like Germany could not resort to. Indiscriminately she uses her intellect and science to serve her frightfulness. German propaganda lulled the conÂŹ science of this nation into submission to terrible wrongs. We have yet to pay in lives and money for our deÂŹ lay. Our fair land may yet be filled with little white crosses for the heroic dead as have Belgium and Northern France. Our chance for success would be greatly strengthened if every person in the United States realized the actÂŹ ual seriousness of the day. This war should be looked upon as an event destined to help man in attaining higher ideals than selfish greed for possession, and accumulaÂŹ tion of enormous wealth. Help America win by being awake yourself to the situation in which you must have a vital part, showing the same noble, self-sacrificing spirit that has so distinguished heroic, stricken France. J. DENEHY. BOND OR BONDAGE? That is the universal question that confronts the American people today. We have now simply to take our choice of loaning our money willingly to Uncle Sam at 4 %% compound inÂŹ terest or standing an enormous chance of giving it to the German government later. If Germany is vicÂŹ torious in this war she will place a tax on the U. S. of not less than 20 billion dollars. Of course we say that this must not be so but as talk is cheap we must prove that it is not so by buyÂŹ ing Liberty Bonds, for money is the foundation of all enterprises and enormous sums must be had to carry on the present war. Moreover, who had you rather have owe you than the U. S. governÂŹ ment? It is the best security and I think you will all agree that it is the best country in the world. Returning to the question of a GerÂŹ man victory, we should know that if Germany wins this war she threat- 1 The Pioneer Page Seven ens to place an indemnity on the U. S. which will equal the entire amount expended by her in the whole war. This would be such an enorÂŹ mous amount that it would be hard to deduct but I will say right now that Germany has spent overdo bilÂŹ lion dollars up to the present time and is spending an average of 25 million dollars every day and imagine the free people of America having to pay such a tax as this to the GerÂŹ man government. One may think that I am taking rather a pessimistic view of this quesÂŹ tion, but it is absolutely necessary to make the American people realize that this is their war and also to realize that buying Liberty Bonds is not half so much a patriotic duty as it is for their own good and safety. They are also the best insurance that there is against Slavery, Despotism, Brutality, Murder, Torture, Kaiserism and Autocracy. It seems as if people of such good sense and reasoning as the American peopl e should certainly buy Liberty Bonds after the above hard, cold facts and it must certainly make them realize that willingness of sacriffce and buying Liberty Bonds at the present time is a great step towards the downfall of the Kaiser and greatÂŹ er security for freedom and democÂŹ racy in the years to come. NEWTON DILL A WAY. THE ENEMY IN OUR MIDST You have been hearing much about War Savings Stamps and Liberty Bonds of late, and most all of you have been in some way connected with them. But now we must go one step farther in our patriotism. It is the duty of every American citizen to keep his eyes and ears wide open. We must win this war. For this is to be a war of defense. Not by any means in the front line trenches, but right here in our own country. For the enemy is in our midst. He is the propagandist who goes about spreading lies and making exÂŹ aggerations, causing undue alarm in the homes, causing distrust in the government and worthy organizations, inciting the working men to strike and hold up important government work. We must keep close watch of every German even though he may have good intentions, because in the year nineteen hundred and thirteen GerÂŹ many enacted a law called the Dell- ruch law which stated that any GerÂŹ man subject might become a citizen of any foreign State and still retain his German citizenship. That meant that he would always be an active worker under the Kaiserâs direction. Why shouldnât we suspect any perÂŹ son who is pledging loyalty and al- legience to two governments? One thing we Americans must guard against is peace talk. - Donât talk peace. Nothing will bring about peace until Germany is conquered. Recently in New York a ladiesâ orÂŹ ganization was formed for the adÂŹ vancement of this purpose. The emblem of this society is a Lincoln penny badge. This badge signifies that the wearer will neither talk peace herself nor listen to any person who tries to talk pease. That is a fine scheme, for this country is now at war in earnest, and no thought of peace will be entertained until this world is deemed safe for democracy. The President of the United States has taken a new oath and I think Page Eight The Pioneer it would be well for every loyal American to do the same. It is this: âOn the anniversary of Americaâs entry into the great war, I affirm my undivided loyalty to the cause for which we fight; the cause of justice and human liberty. I gladly lay upon the altar of the nationâs need my maÂŹ terial possessions, my bodily strength and my mental powers to save America and those ideals for which it stands, and to keep the Stars and Stripes on high with my honor, I pledge my hand, my heart and my life.â F. TREVOR. The four minute speakers are winÂŹ ning enviable credit by their forceful presentations of vital topics. This innovation by the members of the Debating Club, under direction of Mr. Humphries, has not only varied the Chapel program but has reached out to many a public gathering. Such talks as: Why we are at War; How Bill cured the blues; Every time we lick a Thrift Stamp we help to lick the Kaiser, make a lasting imÂŹ pression and train and energize the patriotic spirit of every student in school. That the student body appreciates these talks is shown by the enthusiasÂŹ tic burst of applause at the announceÂŹ ment of each subject and by the close attention which is given to each speaker. The school is justly proud of the showing the boys are making. | SCHOLARSHIP HONOR ROLL J In all subjects: 90% or over. Adams, Eleanor 1921 First Term â˘0 r . 1921 Cook, Myrtle Starke, Marion 1921 1921 Cummings, Rosamond Second and Third Terms First Term Hutchinson, Rachel 1918 Twombly, Priscilla, P. G. Strahorn, Florence 1919 Cooper, Kathryn Fitts, Hazel 1918 1918 In all subjects: 80% or over. Hutchinson, Rachel 1918 First, Second and Third Terms Killam, Warren 1918 Curtis, Mildred 1918 Symonds, Frances 1918 Mullett, Marion 1918 Brown, Vivian 1919 Cell, Clark 1919 Curtis, Ruth 1919 Doucette, Grace 1919 Hibbs, Madeline 1919 Gullam, Florence 1919 Hutchinson, M. Eleanor 1919 Johnson, Ellen 1919 Kelley, Alden 1919 Perry, Elwyn L. 1919 Putnam, James 1919 Whittredge, Marion 1919 Strahorn, Florence 1919 The Pioneer Page Nine Beecher, Cedric 1920 Collins, Ethel 1920 Edwards, Chester 1920 Holt, Kendrick 1920 Hume, Cecil 1920 Ingalls, Helen 1920 MacLeod, Marjorie 1920 McNaught, Malcolm 1920 Cromwell, Richard 1921 Fearebay, Muriel 1921 Knight, Helen 1921 Second Term Hutchinson, M. Eleanor 1919 Kelley, Alden 1919 Quinlan, Genevieve 1919 Anderson, Percy 1920 Batchelder, Roger 1920 Beecher, Cedric 1920 Hume, Cecil 1920 Moran, Harold 1920 Prescott, Hazel 1920 Smith, Helen 1921 Third Term Morse, Myrtle 1919 Anderson, Percy 1920 Edwards, Chester 1920 McNaught, Malcolm 1920 Prescott, Hazel 1920 Savage, Bradford 1920 Cromwell, Richard 1921 Cummings, Rosamond 1921 Fearebay, Muriel 1921 Knight, Helen 1921 Smith, Helen 1921 Bancroft, S.ââSallyâ Junior Red Cross Athletic Ass ÂŁ ciation, Minstrel Show. âAlways ready for any good time Cost it penny, dollar or dime.â Batchelder, C. W. â âBatchâ Athletic Stunts, Chorus, DebatÂŹ ing, Junior Red Cross, Wishing Ring. âHe is the very pine-apple of politeness.â Bell, K.ââKabyâ Junior Red Cross, Glee Club, Chorus. âKaby seems to come from Vogue, her style is so select. She never dresses to extreme, but wears what is elect.â Blood, R. Y. M. C. A. âI never found a companion as companionable as solitude.â Briggs, N.ââBriggsyâ Cross Country. âBlushing is a virtue.â Brown, E. ââBobolinkâ âHe has a vocabulary larger than Websterâs Dictionary.â Canty, E. Stage Manager, Basketball Assât Manager. âToday, whatever may annoy. The word for me is Joy, just simple Joy. Cell, C.ââProfessorâ Y. M. C. A. âThe schoolboy, with his satchel in his hand.â Cook, D.ââDougâ Y. M. C. A., Basketball, DebatÂŹ ing, Baseball, Four Minute SpeakÂŹ ing, Cross Country. âA friend to everyone, and everyone his friend.â Copeland, L.â âCopeâ Junior Red Cross. âOur class would be quite incomplete without this clever artist.â Curtis, R. ââRuthieâ Chorus, Glee Club, Junior Red Cross, Wishing Ring. âIn height not tall and in friendship not small.â Page Ten The Pioneer Cox, A. âSolitude is Bliss.â Cummings, M. â âMaizieâ Glee Club, Minstrel Show. âBetter late than never.â Dupont, FosterââDupeâ Baseball, Junior Red Cross. John, let us swear an eternal friendship.â De Marchi, John Chorus, Junior Red Cross. âCertainly, Foster .â Doucette, G.ââMuttâ Minstrel Show. âInfinite riches in a little room.â Eisenhaure, R.ââRubeâ Basketball, Junior Red Cross, Y. M. C. A. âLet any man speak long enough, he will get believers.â Esner, I.ââCheckerâ Glee Club, A. A., Girlsâ BasketÂŹ ball. âThe girl worth while is the girl who will smile when everything goes dead wrong.â Fife, D.ââDonâ Debating. âBe silent and safeâsilence never betrays you.â Gibbons, E.ââTedâ Y. M. C. A., Baseball, BasketÂŹ ball, Minstrel Show, A. A. âTo set the cause above renown To love the game above the prize.â Galvin, L. A. A. âBy his works you shall know him.â Gates, M.ââWeeâ Chorus, Glee Club, Junior Red Cross. âMildred should try to avoid the breeze. For fear it would make her sneeze that sneeze .â Godfrey, L.ââMorphâ Basketball. âThe men who talk the most, often say the least.â Granfield, R.ââGrabbyâââBobâ Minstrel Show, A. A. âBooks, the children of the brain.â Gullam, F.ââFlossieâ Chorus, Glee Club, Junior Red Cross, Minstrel Show. âConstant in all things.â Hemeon, W.ââBillâ Debating, Wishing Ring, MinÂŹ strel Show. âI am very fond of ladies.â Hibbs, M. â âHibzyâ Orchestra, A. A., Chorus. âThereâs a sweet little cherub that sits up aloft. To keep watch for the life of K-D-.â Hill, D. âLaugh and the world laughs with you.â Hutchinson, E. ââHutch. â âA moonlight traveler in Fancyâs land.â Ingalls, M. Junior Red Cross, Chorus. âSheâs little and petite With ways and actions sweet.â Johnson, E. â âJohnnyâ Chorus, Glee Club, J. R. C., MinÂŹ strel Show. âHappy am I; from care Iâm free! Why arenât they all contented like me?â Kelley, A.ââChain Lightningâ J. R. C., A. A. âKnowledge is Power.â Lowell, B.ââBunnyâ Minstrel Show. âShe that goes a-borrowing, goes a-sorrowing.â Metcalf, A.ââMetâ Chorus, J. R. C. âNothing succeeds like success.â Michelini, R.ââMickâ Baseball, Basketball, J. R. C. âBoys will be boys.â Monroe, B.ââBeeâ Chorus, Pageant, J. R. C. âThe time to study History is during a study period, not at eight minutes of twelve.â Morse, K. Chorus, J. R. C. âKathleen may surprise us yet, by the high marks she may get.â The Pioneer Page Eleven Morse, M. Chorus, J. R. C., Glee Club. âFor solitude sometimes is the best society.â Nowell, B.ââSnapshotâ Chorus, Baseball, Basketball, Track, J. R. C., A. A., Y. M. C. A. âSnap it in. Snap.â Perry, E. â âCommodoreâ Four minute speaker, Debating, J. R. C. Putman, J.ââJimâ J. R. C. âA day in the country is worth a month in town.â Quillen, W.ââBillâ Baseball, Stage Manager. âI hate definitions.â Quimby, C. â âShrimpâ Y. M. C. A., Orchestra, BasketÂŹ ball, Track, A. A. âA proper man as one shall see in a summerâs day.â Quinlan, G.ââGenâ Minstrel Show. âA merry maid sheâll surely be To speed oâer hill and dale, care-free.â Reeves, R.ââBuddyâ Glee Club, Chorus, Minstrel Show, A. A. âAs sober as a judgeâ (?) Richardson, M. â âMooeyâ Glee Club, Wishing Ring, J. R. C. âHer rosy cheek and golden hair Tell of the sunshineâs loving care.â Reissle, H. J. R. C. âI sit beside my lonely fire, and pray for wisdom yet. For calmness to remember, or courage to forget.â Robinson, Edith and Lucile J. R. C., Wishing Ring, Minstrel Show, Chorus, Glee Club. âTwo heads are better than one.â Sheldon, A.ââMary P.â Chorus, Basketball, Glee Club. âSheâs doing whatever she possibly can, To forward womenâs right.â Spear, R.ââRuthieâ Chorus, J. R. C. âBrightly smile and sweetly sing.â Spillane, P.ââPatâ Basketball, Athletic stunts. âI would help others out of a fellow feeling.â Strahorn, F.ââFlossieâ Chorus, Wishing Ring. âWhatever is worth doing at all, is worth doing well.â Storey, S.ââCaptainâ J. R. C., Chorus, Debating. âUp anchor! Up anchor! Set sail and away. The ventures of dreamland are thine for a day.â Taylor, M. ââDutchyâ A. A., J. R. C. âShe entered our class at the end of the year. Yet we all know her well, and we think her a dear.â Trevor, G. J. R. C. Sheâs just a tiny little girl, with just a tiny voice.â Wade, A. ââFredâ Baseball, Track, Basketball. âHe was like a cock who thought the sun had risen to hear him crow.â White, W-âBostonâ Basketball, Baseball, Athletic Stunts, A. A. â âBostonâ White is known the best When in his baseball suit heâs dressed.â Wichland, G. J. R. C. âKnowledge comes but wisdom lingers.â Whittredge, M. Chorus, âBreezy Point,â J. R. C. âDiligence is the mother of good fortune.â Page Twelve The Pioneer THE STORY GREW SOME The little cluster of houses at WildÂŹ wood Corner, in the town of Haven, was almost a little village by itself. Here lived those who from earliest childhood had known one another. Most of them had married their neighÂŹ bors. The happy interest that each displayed in the otherâs daily pursuits proved them to be one united family. If Mr. Hoffman was seen watering Old Dobbin at the neighborhood pump previous to hitching him into the carryall the conclusion by the lookers on was, âThere goes Mrs. Hoffman to town to get the mail. Iâll send by her for my yeastcake.â The conclusion was seldom wrong. Into Wildwood Corner moved the Pitman family fresh from a nearby city apartment; an elderly couple and their young son with a goodly numÂŹ ber of married sons and daughters who lived elsewhere. The fact that the son had an automobile placed the family a point above those who drove âold nags.â This and their city ways kept the neighbors from becoming as quickly intimate with the good heartÂŹ ed Mrs. Pitman as they otherwise might have become. Each housewife was secretly saving her butter and egg money toward the future when the good man of the house should say, âThe time has come for us to purchase an automobile.â At each throb of the engine and turn of the four-wheel, each lady of the Corner listened to the longings of her heart and dreamed where she would go if her husband owned an automobile. It so happened that in a few yearâs time Wildwood Corner learned that the automobile usually took as serious a journey as Old Dobbin and seldom went farther than town unless someÂŹ thing unusual called Mrs. Pitman to her scattered family. One early morning in the Spring, the Pitmans started for a little town in New Hampshire. Mrs. Bancroft, their daughter, otherwise known as Marion, had been patiently waiting for her father, mother and brother from Wildwood Corner, Haven, to visit her. She had lived away from home three years and had not seen any of them since. She had been very sick with a serious malady and had thought more or less of her old home. This had strengthened her longing to see her folks, although she was in perfect health, now. As the Pitman automobile drew out of the yard, Mrs. Pitman called to her neighbor, Mr. Lawson and said, âWe are going to visit my daughter, MarÂŹ ion, in New Hampshire, the one who was ill. Will you please tell the milkman not to leave milk until we come back?â As soon as the Pitmans were out of sight, Mrs. Lawson hurried across the street to tell Mrs. White. Mrs. Lawson knew that Mrs. White would be interested to know this bit of news. âMrs. White! Guess where the PitÂŹ mans have gone!â Mrs. Law r son excitÂŹ edly asked, seating herself in the nearest chair. âOn a trip to the Falls,âorâI couldnât guess,â said the other wiping her wet hands on her apron. âNo. A long trip to New HampÂŹ shire to visit Marion Pitman who is now Mrs. Bancroft. She was sick and the Pitmans now think it is a good time to visit her.â âWhat was the matter with her?â âI donât remember what Mrs. PitÂŹ man did say was the matter. Thereâs the grocery man now so I must go home. Donât say anything about the Pitmans going away because maybe she didnât want it known. Goodbye!â This turned over and over in Mrs. Whiteâs mind while she finished up her dishes. Then she threw her little red shawl over her shoulders and went over to Mrs. Allenâs house. Page Thirteen The Pioneer âI was told not to tell this but I thought I would just tell you,â beÂŹ gun Mrs. White, as she stepped on her skirt and stumbled over the coalhod. With a lurch she seated herself on a three-legged stool. What is it? Going to have a surÂŹ prise party on someoneâ? inquired Airs. Allen, guessing almost everyÂŹ thing that might have happened or that might happen while Mrs. White threw off her shawl and pinned up her torn skirt. Mrs. Pitman and her family have gone to New Hampshire to see MarÂŹ ion Pitman Bancroft. She is sick. I do not know when they will be back. Well of all things! Gone to New Hampshire! In the auto.â Yes. That is the quickest way to get there.â What is the matter with Alarion? She is probably very sick if they are taking the quickest way to get there.â Well, I would like to stay longer but I left my bread to raise so I must go back and tend to it. I thought you would like to know b ut donât tell. Good-bye.â Mrs. Allen made a cake and put it in to bake while she hurried upstairs to tell Mrs. Hoffman. Mrs. Pitman and her family have gone up to New Hampshire to see Marion. She is very sick and probÂŹ ably isnât going to live long because they have gone in the auto, the quickÂŹ est way.â Well now! Maybe they will stay right there to her funeral. I always thought Marion Pitman was such a lovely girl. Too bad isnât it? What is the matter?â I left a cake in the oven so I have to hurry right back. Donât tell anyÂŹ one because I was told not to tell. Goodbye.â Mrs. Hoffman thought this too good news to keep so promptly conÂŹ veyed this much to Mrs. Dudley who had run in to set awhileâ with her knitting just as Mrs. Allen hurriedly ran back down-stairs. They have probably gone to her funeral,â conÂŹ tinued Mrs. Hoffman, where do you suppose she will be buried? Up there with her.who was it she marÂŹ ried?â His name was Bancroft. I heard he was real devoted to her. What a pity.â With friendly interest all watched attentively the road that passed their houses leading to the Pitman homeÂŹ stead. At last their vigilance was reÂŹ warded one night just at dusk. The next afternoon each lady that had heard of the sickness, death and burial went to call on Airs. Pitman. It is droll but they all came in the order that they had heard of all this thouble. Yes it was a most enjoyable trip from beginning to end.â Mrs. Pitman began. Most enjoyable? Horrors! A most enjoyable funeral.â Airs. Dudley exclaimed. Funeral! ! Funeral! I didnât go to a funeral. Who said I did?â Airs. Hoffman,â announced Airs. Dudley, indignantly. Well, Mrs. Hoffman, who told you?â Airs. Pitman demanded, now beginning to be angry. Airs. Allen and I thought that you hurried up there in your auto because Alarion was not going to live, she was so sick.â Mrs. Ploffman exÂŹ claimed. Mrs. White and I just thought she was sick and that was why you went at this time,â said Airs. Allen. Airs. Lawson and I thought MarÂŹ ion was or had been sick, I donât reÂŹ member which it was now,â put in Airs. White. Mrs. Lawson managed to pitch her voice high enough to be heard above the mixed voices of all the others and said, âMrs. Pitman, you told me yourself that you were going and that Marion had been sick and wanted to see you all.â My daughter was seriously ill six months ago. We went for a good time. Well! Well!â laughed Mrs. Pitman. How that story grew! But Mrs. Lawson, there were seven jars of sour milk on my back porch!â L. UPTON, â 18 . Page Fourteen The Pioneer in i i . X - WHAT AUNT SOPHIE THOUGHT ABOUT IT Patriotic Aunt Sophie sat by the window with her knitting for th,e soldiers. She sat in her old white rocker with the red, white and blue cushions and knitting with red, white and blue knitting needles and hummed patriotic songs to the time of her rocking. Aunt Sophie was a little woman with pure white hair, a pleasant litÂŹ tle wrinkled face and enormous gold- rimmed glasses. As she sat humming and knitting, every now and then a faint smile flitted across her face. She was thinking of the other war she had known and of how much more they had suffered then than we are sufÂŹ fering now. Only last night, little Bobbie had complained of that âOle Brown Breadâ but in those days they had been glad to get the âOle Brown Bread.â Often they had gone to the little corner grocery and called for meal when the man would have to tell them that his chests were empty and they would go back to pick up a supÂŹ per as best they could. Now they complain because they canât get coal and have to use wood, thought Aunt Sophie, indignantly and then they couldnât get anything but had to hunt for small branches that had been left by the choppers. Why, we give part and think we have done our duty and they gave everything that was givable and tried to get more to give. âAndâ finished Aunt Sophie out loud, âthatâs why they won the war and why we wonât if we donât brace up.â E. WELLMAN, â21. A SUGGESTION ' Sometime when you have a spare hour, take a walk and hunt up a stagÂŹ nant pool. When at first you lie down beside it, you will probably noÂŹ tice nothing. But wait! What sort of a creature is this. A little clot of leaves has come to life and is moving around. Now you can see an ugly head and six legs protruding from the case of leaves. It is a case-making cadisfly in his larva stage. Only about an inch long and a quarter of an inch through but for all that an interestÂŹ ing fellow, alert and sensit ive. Suddenly a black submarine-shaped bug dashes into view and crashes head on into our cadis-fly. The cadis suddenly flashes back into his case and drops to the bottom while the subÂŹ marine zig-zags dizzily to the surface and whirls off; a common lucky bug. Next perhaps comes a snail slowly edging his way up a rush stalk. Scarcely a movement, but he gets there just the same. Now comes a pollywog, a baby whale, who always has a wriggle on. This one has hind legs that are half grown and he alÂŹ ready feels his importance among his legless fellows. There comes a water-strider, rowing along with his long oars. You will notice, perhaps for the first time, that he uses only two of his six legs, the the middle ones, for rowing. The hind ones are used for rudders and the two front ones for grasping food, which he picks up while skimming along. But now your hour is over and you go home resolved to come again and find out some more about the inhabiÂŹ tants of this pool. E. PERRY, â19. The Pioneer Page Fifteen Outside the night is black. Ugly clouds seem to be chasing one anÂŹ other, while the trees creak and moan. Inside we see him groping his way along the wall until he comes to a door. As he passes through the door into the laboratory, he takes down his own little key frofn the closet. Then he walks softly to his desk, opens the drawer and pulls out the old, cracked apron with the sleeves. Eventually the bunsen burner, with borax, carbon, and manganese are on the desk. Then he must hunt for the little platinum wire, which is always out of sight. After spending fifteen minutes he finds it under his experiment book. As he lights the bunsen burner the flame shows an old, grizzled man. He has a long white beard, sunken cheeks, and sleepless eyes. He bends almost double over his desk as he works with his test tubes. He tests by the borax bead. Then he begins a slow, cautious process of pouring a little bit of difÂŹ ferent colored solution into his test BASKET BALL i K il One of the most successful seasons for Reading High basket-ball was acÂŹ complished the past winter. The team started off without much supÂŹ port but exceeded all expectations unÂŹ der the good coaching of F. W. Mayo and Captain Gibbons. The record was 14 victories and 3 defeats. These defeats were by quinÂŹ tets with whom there was no opporÂŹ tunity for return contests. The seasonâs summary: Won Wellesley, 37-21. tube and testing each one as he adds it. If he only can produce this comÂŹ pound! He slowly mutters to himself, âFor the government.â Off in the disÂŹ tance a clock peals out three long, reÂŹ sonant strokes. Now his face is pinched almost to a point with eagerness while his hands tremble as he hurries over to a bottle on the side shelf. .In the yellow light his face begins to show lines of disappointment, as he pours one drop after another into his test tube. There is no reaction. ShakÂŹ ing his head he mutters, âAnother night, another night.â Sadly walkÂŹ ing back to his desk he washes his test tube, then adds some acid and washes it again. He puts it away with his chemicals, and last of all turns out the bunsen burner. He slouches out of the room. His shoulders are bent. His eyes seem to see nothing. He mutters to himÂŹ self. E. ROBINSON, â19. Alumni, 62-26. Watertown, 44-25; 26-16. Winchester, 20-17; 24-12. Chelsea, 24-23; 27-13. Marblehead, 36-10; 25-14. Natick, 17-16. Salem Normal, 19-9; 30-14. Lost. Boston Y. M. C. A., 27-12. Tufts, 25-20. Haverhill, 40-15. Individual records follow: Baskets Fouls Pts. Gibbons 73 18 164 Michelini 39 0 78 Wade 22 21 65 Nowell 18 10 46 Ambler 12 0 24 Page Sixteen The Pioneer Stokes Godfrey Thornton Henderson 5 o io 408 204 000 Reading High scored 404 points to their opponentâs 326. Reading will be next year repreÂŹ sented by the same five on the floor except Thornton, Stokes and Ambler. With a yearâs experience the team will surely be ranked as one of the best in the State. Physics: L. Hooper (explaining why you canât see around a corner): âIf the light could go through you could see around it.â Physics: B. Brown (defining convecÂŹ tion): âItâs when hot things go up and cold ones go down. â German III: Miss Berthold (explainÂŹ ing sound shifts): âChange the d of âBadâ to th and it gives you a Bath.â Eng. II: Miss Quimby correcting: Mr. Roosevelt was shot in the middle of his campaign. âDuring his campaign Mr. Roosevelt was shot in the middle.â Chapel: Speaker illustrating results of a lack of cooperation: âImagine what would happen if, for instance, the Hawaiians design their own Red Cross garments for the poor fellows wounded âover there.â â Physics II; Exam. Question: âName some effects of heat?â H. Fitts: âHeat melts some things and freezes others.â Civics II: T. Judkins: âThe town clerk acts as moderator and keeps a record of all deaths and marriages in town meeting. â French I: E. Gibbons conjugating âdire:â âJe dis tu dis three dises.â Physics IV: Miss Minnehan, reprovÂŹ ing S. Richards for inattention: âMr. Richards, youâre the best example of a perfect passive Participle that 1 know.â Eng. Ill Exam.: Write a paragraph on âThe Last Great Drive.â K. Cooper wrote a paragraph on Napoleon. This war never occurred to her. Miss Batchelder (Period 2 , Room 7 ): âMr. Brown please run up the shades. â Period 2 , Room 8. G. Andrews (translating Latin): âShe Suevi did not eat much grain, they lived on milk and cows. ! â ⢠Room 4 , Period 4 (Just before class): S. Stevens: âAh! Comus!â F. Shepardson: âAh! Caesar!â (Enter Miss Minnehan): âAh sees you, too, Mr Shepardson, come up and see me again after school. â Room 8, Period 8: F. Shepardson: âTim French Hotel des Invalides corresponds to the AmerÂŹ ican Home for Dead Soldiers.â Q- â ] i t â 1 1 âi g 3 tâ 1 F 3 C âi 1â 1 c= t âi CT 3 crj ! ALUMNI NOTES ÂŤ 11 k =T F= 7 = c=r Stuart Richards is a post-graduate at Reading High School. Orvis Saxby is employed by the Shawmut National Bank. Lionel Springford is employed by Kidder Peabody Co., Boston. Raymond Starke is attending BosÂŹ ton University. Seth Stevens is a post-graduate at Reading High School. The Pioneer Page Seventeen Wilfred Sylvester is attending Mass. Institute of Technology. Earle Thompson is attending Tufts College. Stuart Tuttle is employed in the First National Bank, Reading. Priscilla Twombly is a post-graduÂŹ ate at Reading High School. Emily Viall is at home. Nelson Young is attending Boston Y. M. C. A. Engineering School. âRed and Black,â Fostoria, Ohio. âTattler,â Nashua, N. H. âOracle,â Manchester, N. H. âCrimson,â Goshen, Ind. âTrade Winds,â Worcester, Mass. âDebater,â Wakefield, Mass. âCarlisle Arrow and Red Man,â Carlisle, Pa. âWhite and Gold,â Woodbury, N. H. âAuthentic,â Stoneham, Mass. âSomanhis Events,â So. ManchesÂŹ ter, Conn. âPinkerton Critic,â Derry, N. H. âEltrurian,â Haverhill, Mass| âMonitor,â Wellesley, Mass. âClarion,â Arlington, Mass. âNautilus,â West Paris, Me. âRed and Black,â Claremont, N. H. âShuttle,â Boston, Mass. âArgus,â Gardner, Mass. âClarion,â Everett, Mass. âUniversity School News,â CleveÂŹ land, Ohio. âRed and Black,â (Fostoria, Ohio) âLostâ by T. Stevenson, â19, is one of the best exchange poems weâve read. âTattlerââYour Spectator column is a very interesting idea. âCrimsonââWe would be glad to see you once more. âTrade WindsââAll your departÂŹ ments are well filled. âDebatorââYour article on âCamÂŹ ouflageâ is very instructive. âWhite and GoldââYour school notes show a decided class spirit. âAuthenticââCome Again! âSomanhis EventsââYour literary department is excellent. âEltrurianâââA Spring Openingâ by M. Downes, â19, is certainly origiÂŹ nal. âMonitorâââBellum Magnum in Europa,â is an excellent imitation of Caesarâs style. âClarionâ (Arlington)ââThe Worldâ is an up-to-date newspaper. âNautilusââDonât you think a few cuts would improve your paper? âRed and BlackââA few more short stories would improve your literary department. R. H. S. Graduates in Service of U. 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SMALLEY Professional Men INSERT YOUR CARDS c- i Government and Business Opportunities The Government is in great need of thousands of secretaries, stenographers, typists and clerks. The needs of the business world are equally as urgent. This great need calls for an organized training. Efficiency has never been at such a premium. Burdett College is thoroughly prepared to train you. A large number of courses designed to meet all conditions are offered. New Students Begin Every Monday and Advance Individually A GOOD POSITION IS PROVIDED EVERY GRADUATE Kindly call, write or âphone for a new catalogue BURDETT COLLEGE 18 BOYLSTON ST., BOSTON Corner Boy Is ton and Washington Streets ft READING MASSACHUSETTS COMMENCEMENT NUMBER ...1918... Boston Studio 161 Tremont Street . . . . Tel. Beach 858 164 Tremont Street .... Tel. Beach 2687 New York Studio 306 Fifth Avenue All works of taste must bear a price in proÂŹ portion to the skill, time, expense and risk attending their invention and manufacture. Those things called dear are, when justly estimated, the cheapest. They are attended with much less profit to the artist than those which everybody calls cheap. A disÂŹ position for cheapness and not for excelÂŹ lence of workmanship is the most frequent and certain cause of the decay and destrucÂŹ tion of arts and manufacture. Class Photographers for Reading High School for 1916, 1917, 1918 -,-K. G. H. ATKINSON CO. Telephone 7 wholesale; and retail The Price You Pay for Flour is not always an indication of quality. But when the brand of flour is REGENT that indicates Quality Good Luck Margarine THE BEST ONE SOLD F. WALLACE . .189 Main St. PRENTISS VIALL âINSURANCEâ Room 3, Masonic Block, Reading A good place to buy your shoes. H. O. COPELAND CO. 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FANCY GROCERIES AND PROVISIONS 0 37 Haven St. Tel. 310 Reading, Mass. G. E. MacINTOSH JOHN W. MARSHALL MacINTOSH MARSHALL Real Estate Insurance Mortgages Formerly Reading Realty Co. Opposite Depot Tel. 550 Reading, Mass. SOLD BY J. R1SEMAN JUNK DEALER THE LATEST MODELS IN .. Dress Shoes.. Moderate Prices A. D. GORDON Bancroftâs Shoe Store THE METCALF STORE READING, MASS. ...READING TIRE SHOP... Vulcanizing, Re-Treading, Repairing WORK GUARANTEED TIRE SUPPLIES, TIRES AND TUBES OF STANDARD MAKES Alex Lindsay 9 Woburn St. Reading, Mass. 64 â˘â5 § â˘J HH H ÂŤ Of ÂŁ co Cd § 5 o Eh t 3 J w I Valedictorian President Sty? pmtm Published four times a year by the pupils of the Reading High School. Entered as second class matter January 14, 1913, at the Post Office, Reading, Mass., under the act of March 3, 1879. COMMENCEMENT NUMBER, 1918 TWENTY CENTS A COPY VOL. XXIV NO. 12 loarb of lEMtors Editor-in-Chief Francis B. Shepardson, T8 Business Manager Warren Killam, â18 Assistants Ernest Gullam, â18 Albert Parmelee, â18 Sporting Editor Ralph Michelini, â19 Joke Editor Sarah Bancroft, T9 Advisory Editors Miss Helen Abbott Miss Elizabeth Batchelder Alumni Editor Stuart Richards, T7 Exchange Editor Mildred Partelow, T8 Service Editor Charles OâKelley, â20 Associate Editors Eleanor Hutchinson, T 9 Christie Webber, â20 Albion Metcalf, T 9 Rosamond Cummings, â21 Ruth Kinsley, â21 âODurr thr Šopâ Senior Class Motto Page Six The Pioneer Jug Wtltmxt It is my pleasant privilege to welÂŹ come you fond parents, relatives, and interested people, in behalf of the class of 1918, to the participation with us in this last demonstration of our unified activities of school life. Although few in numbers, everyÂŹ one in our class has a feeling of great pride in the cause of our thinned ranks and our hearts go out to those boys who are not here today. They are with the colors. Out of 188 of the former students of this school who have enlisted in our countryâs service, the class of 1918 has conÂŹ tributed five. Although these boys are not with us our loyalty follows them. CleÂŹ ment Gleason and Francis Geremon- ty are in France, and Eugene Stevens and Arl ' ey Ambler and Albert Parme- lee are on the high seas making a name for their class and school. A year ago they intended to share in this last gathering with us, but now they are carrying out greater duties for which we wish them the greatest success. Without doubt more of us will be in the line with them before . long. Those boys who have enlisted are putting aside, for the present, their youth, their hopes, and personal aims, and most of all their education, in order that civilization may progress, free and unchecked throughout the earth. For them, we this day solemnly vow that their lives shall not have been risked in vain; that we, the fuÂŹ ture upholders of the standards of American democracy and justice, will do all in our power to aid and quickÂŹ en the suppression of all autocracy. I have the honor of presenting the school with a gift. Such a signifiÂŹ cant gift! A gift more precious, more helpful to the people of this town, of this State, of these United States, than any gift given since the iag history of this grand old school be- began. Let this Liberty Bond stand on all ' future records to prove that this class has seen and regarded the maxim of useful giving. We are truly grateful for the priviÂŹ leges and duties given and forced upon us. We know that all things have been done with our interests in mind. Mr. Safford and all the teachÂŹ ers have, in this and in past years, given their uttermost in time and patience, and we hope that our fuÂŹ ture lives will merit their efforts. Let me introduce you, my friends, to some examples of our people of the United States. First, is Mr. Patriotic American and his family. This household comprises the father, who liked to play golf, and enjoyed a good cigar while scanning the reports of the stock market and the sporting news; his energetic wife, who took great pleasure in her freÂŹ quent bridge parties; one son. just starting on his law career; another boy, who had recently graduated from the High School; a daughter, of the usual type of High School girl; and, last but not least, Jack, almost ready to enter High School. This is as you might have found them in March, 1917. But now a great change has come over all the family. Mr. Patriotic American was one of the public spirited gentlemen who hailed the declaration of war as a long-awaited step in the right direcÂŹ tion. He was proud of his eldest son when he declared his intention of enlisting. He has subscribed as much as possible to every issue of Government Bonds. He was glad when his nineteen-year-old son deÂŹ cided to take up Y. M. C. A. work, after being rejected from active serÂŹ vice on accourit of his poor eyesight. The Pioneer Page Seven Mr. Patriotic American has given up his golf club and now exercises with the hoe in its stead. He has given up his old custom of smoking expensive cigars and reading the news when he returns from his dayâs work at the office, and now spends his daylight hours in keeping his war garden booming, and his small change develops into Thrift Stamps. His wife has dropped her fancy work and crocheting for more helpÂŹ ful duties, such as making bandages for the Surgical Dressings CommitÂŹ tee and doing Red Cross Work, and gives more time to scientific planÂŹ ning her meals. His daughter has turned her attenÂŹ tion from lawn tennis to comfort-kitÂŹ making and has become an expert sock-knitter. She bemoans the fact that she is not old enough to join the Naval Reserves as a yeowoman. Young Jack Patriotic didnât know of much he could do at first, until he found out that the boys would be called upon to earn a crisp $10 bill for the Y. M. C. A. He got a job after school and when he had fulÂŹ filled his pledge, somehow he didnât feel as if he had done enough, so when the call came for the Boy Scouts to assist in the Liberty Loan drives, he was one of the first to qualify for the medal given by the Government for selling ten or more bonds. Later he joined the Boysâ Working Reserve and now turns all his earnings into Thrift Stamps. On the whole, it is a ioo per cent family, working in every possible way to help win the war. Now, next door lives Mr. UnconÂŹ cerned American, a man who thinks he is patriotic. He well-known to the people by his speeches on economy. He has a war garden,â yes, but he hires a man to keep it going,ânot because he hasnât the time nor that he isnât strong enough to do the work himself, but just beÂŹ cause it is easier to oav a man to do his duty for him. He also turned his ' r st Liberty Bond over for one of the second issue, in order to take advantage of the increased percent of interest, but he has not subscribed further. His wife has not been much afÂŹ fected by the war except that her afternoon teas are less elaborate. She doesnât care for knitting, âit gets on her nerves so.â Their only boy, Harold UnconÂŹ cerned, goes swimming regularly as formerly, plays ball, has a good time as before the war, except that his allowance has been decreased. This is the only discomfiture which ⢠the war has caused Harold. He is different from Jack Patriotic, next door. Harold doesnât want to be a scout because hikes are so tireÂŹ some, and none of the decent class, of boys cares to associate with him, whereas Jack is generally seen with a crowd of followers. Across the street lives Mr. WorÂŹ ried Amercian, who is always to be seen with a look of agony on his face. He talks a lot and seems to think it his duty to tell every deÂŹ pressing incident he hears. He is alarmed at every newspaper headÂŹ ing which does not bear the victory of the Allies. He has failed to subÂŹ scribe to the Liberty Loans because he is afraid the Government will not be able to pay him back, and comÂŹ plains of extravagance in Army and Navy departments. His wife is not living, but he has a son in active service who claimed exemption on the plea that he was needed at home. The only proof he could offer was that he drove the car for his father to and from his office. The exemption board didnât feel that this was sufficient cause to keep him from doing his share. It is believed that his experiences in acÂŹ tive service will take a great deal of the inactivity out of him. On the other corner lives the Silent American family. Mr. Silent is the American-born son of parents who love the Fatherland. He never enÂŹ ters into a discussion about the war and evades questions of a nature which would show up his biased opinions. He has not reduced his Page Eight The Pioneer extravagant living in the least since a year ago last April. Some people say that he has a lot more sugar and flour stored in his house than is necessary for his familyâs needs. He is quite wealthy but he has not as yet contributed to an} ' war fund, either Government loans, Red Cross or Y. M. C. A. drives and he doesnât attempt to give any reason for his lack of financial aid. He owns acres of rich land that would make excellent gardens but he does not care to bother with them, nor does he want to turn it over to the care of any other person. He is one of the traitors who thinks it is cruel to send our boys to ' France. Little does he say, however, conÂŹ cerning the cruelty that would be forced upon every man, woman and child if Germany accomplished her treacherous aims. These four families represent the people in this country, in this State, this town, and, perhaps, within these four walls. To just which fam- ay do you belong? Not long ago, in an article in the Saturday Evening Post, these last three families were classed as âyel- low dogs.â Where is the red-blooded American who would be classed as a âyellow cur?â Yet thousands upon thouÂŹ sands of people that claim to be Americans make themselves the bowÂŹ ing, scraping servants of the Kaiser by doing what seemed a too frequent occurrence in time of peace. I mean, that every single person who makes a discouraging remark or bitter reÂŹ proach against the Government or insinuates that there is inefficiency in the administration, without just cause, and doesnât submit a remedy, is doing as much harm as if he conÂŹ tributed to the German Loans. Why? Because it is a psychologiÂŹ cal fact that bad news travels faster than good and discouragement is bound to spring up where moody grumbling is sown. And what conÂŹ dition of strength would our boys over there be in, if they heard that the people who had sent them off with orations, rousing cheers and fervent prayers, were giving up and trying to hold up their progress in the struggle for Berlin? Not long ago when the third LibÂŹ erty Loan campaign was on, a lad} ' at one of the bond booths induced a man to buy a bond. When they had finished the transaction the man came up to me and said: âWell, another easy mark caught.â I said, âWhatâs that?â I couldnât believe my ears. He repeated it. âIâm another one of those Liberty Bond easy marks, I guess.â That nearly bowled me over; to hear a man in this community, at such a time, speak in such a disÂŹ couraging manner of the securities given for his own safety. And I guess I took him off his feet when I said, âEasy mark! What do you think youâre talking about?â His face turned red and he changed his attitude- in a flash, and said: âOh! I didnât mean any harm; forÂŹ get what I just said; take it as a joke; Iâm just as much of an AmeriÂŹ can as you are and I suppose that was a foolish statement for me to make. Forget it, will you?â With that he walked away. I have often thought of the careÂŹ less remarks some persons make; of the reports they spread without inÂŹ quiring into the foundation of such reports; it is done through thoughtÂŹ lessness, but it is harmful, neverÂŹ theless. It is your duty as an AmeriÂŹ can to put a stop to it and pin such talkers down to facts; to ask the perÂŹ son, the simple question, âHow do you know?â There is nothing the Kaiser would like better than to hear that the Americans were fighting among themselves. The time is at hand when every person in the U. S. must show his colors. There are just two kinds of people in this count ry now, Americans and traitors. No half-way Americanism will be tolerated. If you are an American stand fast, if you are the The Pioneer Page Nine other sort âbe sure your sins will find you out.â Now Iâll change my tactics a litÂŹ tle to speak to you who lied about your income tax; you l who didnât buy bonds because you had better paying investments; you who hoard provisions; you are a menace to the public, a traitor, and a âyellow dog.â But Iâm quite sure as I look into the faces of so many loyal and pub- i; c-spirited citizens that my strongÂŹ est references do not apply to any of you. But if it should happen that ' mu have been classified, WATCH OUT! and frequently ask yourself the .self-analyzing question âWhat am I doing to help win the war?â It is up to you to invest in bonds; it is up to you to smash every underÂŹ handed insinuation, so-called propaÂŹ ganda; it is up to you to watch your wn step, and, above all, be cheerful! Create the happy habit! âIt is the dlow with the grin who is sure to ⢠yy win. As a final word I ask, not the perÂŹ son sitting beside you, not some neighbor of yours, but straight from the shoulder, ask YOU to which family do YOU belong? Frederick A. Trevor. dHasa tEkrttnua Of course, you all know that the Reading High School is a very up- to-date institution of learning and its methods are all modern. As our first speaker has proved, our class is very patriotic, as well as modern, and so we have followed the example set b y the government of the United States of America and have adopted its method of selecting people, who, in this case, are noted for particular qualities or charactristics. It is my duty to announce the result of the , class of 1918 draft: Prettiest GirlâThelma Judkins. Handsomest BoyâGerald Bangs. Most AthleticâTom Thornton. Most Fluent TalkerâJohn Denehy. Greatest TalkerâWarren Killam. Least AthleticâAlbert Parmalee and Francis Shepardson. Class SharkâRachel Hutchinson. Class GrindâFred Trevor. Class Cut UpâRuth Fowler. Busiest GirlâM. Mullett. Busiest BoyâFred Trevor. Jolliest GirlâM. Partelow. Jolliest BoyâWalter Scanlon. Most Popular GirlâLuthera Parker. Most Popular BoyâWalter Rowell. Neatest GirlâFrances Symonds. Neatest BoyâGerald Bangs. Faculty PetâLouise Upton. Junior GirlâKatherine Bell. Junior BoyâEdward Gibbons. Class Flirts â Thelma Judkins, Luthera Parker, Walter Rowell, Ar- ley Ambler and Marion Mullett. Most Happy-Go-Lucky â Walter Rowell. Most Likely to SucceedâErnest Johnson. Most DignifiedâAlbert Parmelee. Marion A. Mullett. Page Ten ⢠The Pioneer ÂŽli (ttlaaa MtU Friends, Readingites and CountryÂŹ men: Lend me your ears a few moÂŹ ments. Had I time I would tear them with scandal, I would wring them with gossip, and I would box them with seÂŹ crets, concerning the individual heriÂŹ tages which this illustrious class of 1918 has bestowed upon its fortunate and unfortunate heirs. Ever mindful of the uncertainties of life and now more than ever, we have duly decided, after much deliberation, to bestow our interests and possessions, private and collective, upon legitimate parties, in order that the fruits of our unrivalled energy may not be lost to the world. Thus with your kind attention, I will endeavor to read you publicly, the contents of the last testament of the class of 1918, as it is slowly dying out of the realm of passive education, to be reborn into the real active life of the future experience. General Bequests: 1. Upon Mr. Safford and the memÂŹ bers of the faculty we bestow our hearty thanks for assisting us in preparing ourselves for our future state in life. 2. To the Junior class we leave our ability to uphold the good standing of the school, and we trust that they are capable of doing so. 3. To the Sophomore class we leave the privilege of becoming Juniors and trust that every one will take advantage of this privÂŹ ilege. 4. To the Freshmen we leave the tendency to object to any atÂŹ tacks to which they may be subjected by the members of the higher classes. Personal Bequests: 1. To Douglas Cook, the president of the Junior class, we leave Ernest Johnsonâs capability for tilling the presidential ' chair. 2. To Arley Ambler and Albert Parmalee, our daring young tars, we leave the responsibilÂŹ ity of conveying our best reÂŹ gards to âKaiser Bill.â (We trust that you will understand what we mean by our âbest reÂŹ gards.â) 3. To Thelma Judkins, our prettiÂŹ est girl, we leave a box of rouge to aid her in preserving her good looks. 4. To Ellen Spillane, whose confiÂŹ dence appears to be somewhat lacking, we leave a portion of the confidence which her broÂŹ ther Patrick possesses. 5. To Walter Scanlon, who is exÂŹ ceedingly fond of drawing, we leave a book entitled, âDrawing for Beginners.â 6. To Eva Kelch, who was inÂŹ clined to be in rather poor health at the time of the Senior Play, we give this bottle of pain killer. % 7. To Mildred Cooper and Doris Burditt, who have entered such a large business office, we leave these little guide books which will assist them in their travels around the building. 8. To Louise Upton, who has alÂŹ ways been a belle, but never had a beau, we leave this cute little fellow. 9. To Beatrice Turner and MilÂŹ dred Curtis, who are so quiet and self-effacing, and really ought to do something to atÂŹ tract more attention, we beÂŹ queath these swagger sticks, and suggest that they make use of them. 10. To Roma Weymouth, who is so iond of the French language that she will surely wish to purÂŹ sue her study of it, we bequeath this French grammar. 11. To Hazel Fitts we bequeath this pair of glasses. She does not need them as yet, but they will assist her in her profession The Pioneer Page Eleven of teaching, since they are a special pair, enabling one to look in two directions. 12. To Ruth Fowler, our ardent basketball fan, we bequeath this pass to next yearâs basketball games. We hope she will find them as attractive as she did last year. The rest and residue of our estate, amounting to one dollar, is yet to be disposed of, and I hereby appoint my classmate, Walter Scanlon, as executor to divide this legacy and settle the esÂŹ tate in behalf of the class of 1918. Signed, sealed, and adopted by the Senior Class of Reading High School, on this 25th day of June, in the Year of our Lord one thousand nine hunÂŹ dred and eighteen. Thomas Joseph Thornton. (Elasa Propharg Telegraph operatorâHazel Fitts (H). AviatorâLouis Upton (L). Enter Hazel (seats herself at teleÂŹ graph instrument). U. S. Naval Base 354, Cambrai France, June 25, 1928. To A. A. Ambler, Dept. Commissioner, Paris. On duty at 3 p. m. Hazel Fitts Averill (Receives message) Be on handâair plane flying disÂŹ tress signals sighted at Base 348â going southeastâwill probably stop at 354 E. Johnson Company. (by Marion Mullett) Hum, I bet Marion likes it working for Ernest (looks in file). Iâll just make a note of that now. That will be of interest to the Class of 1918. Enter Louise (in flying togs). Hazel: Bonjour, que voulez vous ce matin? Louise: (indifferently) Good mornÂŹ ing, I wish to send a message. H Oui, mademoiselle. L Why, Hazel Fitts. H Averill, sâil vous plait. L How long since? How did you get here? Where did you come from? How long have you been here? H Presque quartre- L Oh, speak English. When was the last time I saw you? H Wasnât it about five years ago? When we were both at home? Well, you know Uncle Sam sent me over here to help the French in the teleÂŹ graph service as operators were so scarce. Where did you come from? and the uniform? L I have just come from London in my aeroplane. I am flying from London to Paris for E. Johnson Co. Once in a while I go to Berlin. H What have I been hearing about you? L Who told you about my marÂŹ riage? H Eva Kelch. L Where is Eva? H In Reading. She specializes in divorces and is widely known for wonderful ability in bringing dissatisÂŹ fied couples together. Why even people from Russia send for her. L Yes, I remember that she loved law when she was in High School. H How long can you stay here? L Just while my machine is beÂŹ ing fixed and thatâs all. I must send a message to E. Johnson Co. Please take this, âL. Upton, (aside). You see I refused to change my name so he took mine. (Strides thoughtfully about). L. Upton is at Naval ' Base No. (What number is this? H. No. 354) No. 354 having transmission fixed, and front propeller tightened and a long strut braced. Will be at 587 about 4:30 p. m.â H Is that all? L All I can afford to pay for. Did Page Twelve The Pioneer you know that Ernest has a big ofÂŹ fice in Paris? He is director of the affairs of the four Transoceanic AirÂŹ ways between France, England and the United States. H That accounts for my message. (Passes message to L.) He thought he had his hands full when he was keeping tracks of about forty of the 1918-ers. By the way, have you heard anything of our class mates? L Yes, I have a letter from Frances Symonds, I think I have it in my coat pocket. Do you want me to read it to you? H Yes, I should love to have you. Is she still studying music? L Wait and see. (Reads letter) 2565 Huntington Ave., Boston, Mass. June 1, 1928. Dear Louise: I havenât heard from you for ever so long. How are you? The other night I went to a banÂŹ quet held in Reading in honor of Luthera Parker. Luthera has sucÂŹ ceeded Mary Pickford and MarÂŹ guerite Clark. She has a large salÂŹ ary and is the darling of the movies. Gladys Surette came âway from New York City to this banquet. She is Lutheraâs business manager. H (interrupting and reading from card): So sheâs still on the collectÂŹ ing job; she had lots of practice in trying to collect when she was treasurer of our class. L (continues letter): Thelma JudÂŹ kins had planned this banquet, and it certainly was a success. She is quite a social leader and makes the plans for all such occasions. There was a table for each class of the Reading High School since the class of 1917. Of course, I sat at the table of the 1918 class, and there were only nine of us. Clifton Stokes did not know whether he belonged to our class or not, so compromised by sitting with us only during the last course. L (looking up and seeing H writÂŹ ing energetically): What in the world are you doing? H Iâm just taking a few notes. L What for? H To prove that Fred Trevorâs theory of Character Analysis is right. L Fred Trevor? H Why, yes,- he writes books to prove that a personâs character and occupation can be determined by his facial expression. Take you for inÂŹ stance: Your round face shows that you are good natured, your high cheek bones show youâre aggressive, your chinâthat you have plenty of resourcefulness, and the predominatÂŹ ing blonde characteristics show that you are very persistent. L Humph! What does that prove? H That you couldnât help being an aviator. L (Reads): Marion Quinlan is in a large museum in Boston. (Aside) : Not as an exhibit. (Reads): She is a guide there, and is especially inÂŹ terested in fossils and relics of the war. She is so sober that at times she looks like the images themselves. (Aside): Does that agree with your analysis? H Yes, yes, go on. L (Reads): Did you know that Walter Rowell is another Bud FishÂŹ er? He draws âSlender Smilersâ for the Chronicle. He said it was a cinch to do it, but I donât believe it. Beatrice Turner said that she was a busy woman keeping a great many fellows from being disgusted with life. She writes letters to the solÂŹ diers whose sweethearts married other fellows while the Buddies were at war. Ellamay Meekins catered for this banquet. She is marvellous at this and is successor to D. L. Page of Lowell. She cooks the most deliciÂŹ ous dishes and has a special salad which is called Meekins Melting Mouthful. Ellen Spillane has asked her for a diet to grow tall. There is nothÂŹ ing the matter with her ambition. She was 6 ft. 4 1-2 in. at the last measurement. H (interrupting): My card says that she was just 4 feet tall when she graduated. The Pioneer Page Thirteen L And this is all Frannie says about herself. (Reads again): I suppose you know that I play the organ every Sunday in Tremont Temple. Just at present in my spare time, I am reÂŹ viewing Gerald Bangsâs formula for Cough Drops. Have you used any of them? They are great. To adÂŹ vertise them all over the country, he sends out autos painted orange and green. H Gerald never could help colorÂŹ ing up. L Now tell me about those cards (looking at cards). TogetherâErnest Gullam! L To think that he mixed the dose that killed the Kaiser. H Thatâs so. We little thought that his experience at Willisâs PharÂŹ macy would lead to such a climax. L You know, it took only one grain of Gullamities to kill old Bill. H Hereâs Scanlonâheâs selling handkerchiefs now. His practice in the Senior Play âDaddyâ gave him great skill in choosing HandkerÂŹ chiefs for all ladies under trying cirÂŹ cumstances. Every one recognized his ability and hastened to place orÂŹ ders with him. L Yes, and how about his chum, Thornton ? H (gets card): He is playing on the baseball team called Purple Furies. The job suits him exactly as he was always very athletic. L Oh, yes, and that reminds me of Clem Gleason, too. You undoubtÂŹ edly know that he gained great fame thru bravery in No Manâs Land. H Yes, and that was why he was made manager of the League of InÂŹ ternational Peace Sports. He makes it his duty to know every one, no matter what nationality, if he takes part in the games. L Manager of ⢠the International Peace Sports. Fine! Our service flag in Room 9 had four stars, didnât it? H Geremonty, like Clem, gained great prominence in the war and is now Ambassador to Italy from the United States. Ambler, our third star man, is commissioner of the deÂŹ partment that I am connected with at present. L Basketball and national service must have reduced him. He used to be so large that he would hardly have fitted an ordinary office chair. H Have you heard anything from Manning lately? L Oh, Gerald has the contract for â˘planting new forests in No Manâs Land. As I was flying over there the other day, I noticed that the trees and shrubs were growing luxÂŹ uriantly. H Hereâs Louise Turnerâs card. L Sure enough. H Louise is a nurse at Paris in a hospital called The Lighthouse. She is teaching the blind soldiers and sailors to read and write. L No! But I bet she likes the work. Isnât it too bad that they canât see her? H Donât worry, they can hear her. I can tell you quite a little about our class, because the folks send me the Chronicle every week. L Isnât that fine? Have you one here? H (takes one from her desk). L Some size to it now. Whatâs this big advertisement? PARTELOWâS POCAHONTAS SPRING WATER bottled exclusively by M. Partelow Company, Middlesex Ave., ReadÂŹ ing, Mass. What does that mean? H Oh, Mildred Partelow disÂŹ covered a spring in her back-yard. L I hope she has enough water to drink now. I remember very well how I used to go downstairs with her while she got a drink only to come back late to class. The ad is arranged attractively. H It certainly is fine. E. Cur- rell has charge of the arrangement of all the ads in the Chronicle now. Look, hereâs John Denehyâs adverÂŹ tisement. (Reads): Spend your vaÂŹ cation among harmonious surroundÂŹ ings, seeing the Green Mts. PerÂŹ sonally conducted tour by John Page Fourteen The Pioneer Denehy. Leave Reading Station on Green Mt. special on March 17 or any succeeding Saturday till snow flies. L Some advertisement! H He acquired this occupation because of his âFlowing fluencyâ of language. He induced Francis Shep- ardson to go on one of his excurÂŹ sions. Francis liked it so well up there that he stayed and has since written an epic poem which is in the same class as Miltonâs Minor Poems and Virgilâs Aeneid. H (cont): Oh, and about Johnâs taste: when he travels thru the Green Mts. he is sure to wear a green tie, green shirt, and even green stockings to match the scenery. L Thatâs fine for the Green Mts. and would work all right for the Blue Hills or the White Mts., but what does he wear when he travels thru the Rockies? H Hereâs something interesting from Richmond, Canada: M. Curtis, a famous young dame Is home a few days From teaching the soldiers, crippled and lame To read and write in phonetical way. L Of all things, let me see that. Why, hereâs another (Reads): Miss Fowler, whose first name is Ruth, Is now Uncle Samâs greatest sleuth As she ambles along Never pausing for song Of intrigue, she sure learns the truth. Mary Green, Trouble-hunter Express office you will find her. Curing troubles, healing woes Banishing care whereâer she goes. Express agent, Mildred Cooper Thinks that soon theyâll make her Sup-er When express goes wrong you fret and stew But sheâs right there to get it through. H Those are examples of Shepâs free verse. L What is Warren Killam doing? Latin Professor, anywhere? H No, he is ex-governor of Mass. He would have been nominated for President if it hadnât been for the women. He doesnât believe in Womanâs Suffrage and he talked too much. L Same old failing. Frequently when I have been in Paris, I have seen that Kathryn Cooper models are âway beyond Paris styles. Both in America and in Europe, if the model is the latest it comes from Cooperâs. H She surely was very fond of fashion. L M. L. Stevens is her model for the blond-type. H She was cute, and probably can carry off the styles to great advanÂŹ tage. L That makes me think of the other little Stevens, M. A. Stevens. Helen Goodridge quite outdid all preÂŹ vious efforts when she wrote that tribute to Marion A. Stevens. It was published in last monthâs CenÂŹ tury, on a page all by itself, and so far as I have seen Helenâs poem has had no unfavorable criticisms. H Marion Alberta Stevens? L Surely, she is Dean at Mt. HolÂŹ yoke, and has been there for three or four years. And what do you supÂŹ pose she has done? She makes them have all their recitations in Latin, just because she likes it so well. H Well there is Rachel Hutchins, she liked History and Civics and has used her knowledge to gain politiÂŹ cal power. She started out as a member of the School Board, then she was Mayor of Reading, and now she is trying for a state job. L Her gray matter must be well exercised. H Allan MacKillop? L Iâve seen him in Russia several times. He was sent for by the reÂŹ maining Bolsheviki in 1919, to beÂŹ come their leader. He did so. He succeeded in impressing them with one idea: That no one should do one thing more than he wanted to. And he carried the American ideal of Democracy to the Rulers of Rus- The Pioneer Page Fifteen sia and insisted that the people beÂŹ come really self-governing. When you are invited to meet the âAllan of Russia.â you understand that the occasion is as important as a reÂŹ ception to our president. We were fortunate enough to have invitations last year, and whom do you suppose we met as the guest of honor? Roma Weymouth! H Roma Weymouth, B. A., L.L.D., is the national counsellor for young women. She is quoted with as much authority as Margaret SlatÂŹ tery in our old days. She got her training when a guardian of a little group of Camp Fire Girls in North Reading. (Sing together) WOHELO. L Why we havenât forgotten it, have we? ⢠H Those were good old days. L Too bad about Doris Burditt, wasnât it? H Whatâs the matter with her? L No one h as ever heard from her since. H Since when? L She learned flying when I did, and one day we took a trip over GerÂŹ many together. As we flew over that long range gun that was so terÂŹ rible to Paris during the war, she looked down and giggled. You know how she could giggle. Well, she giggled so long and so hard that she lost control of the machine and dropped us into an air hole. In orÂŹ der to get out of it, we had to change the weight so I counted out: âEeny, meeny, miny, mo,â to find out who should be lowered down. It was her fate, so I let her down on a string while she still ' giggled. I havenât heard from her since. H Oh, dear, how dreadful. One moment. (Takes message): From Berlin, via E. Johnson Co. Well, of all things, what do you know about this? âTell L. Upton to go to Berlin at once. Her husband wants to marry file.â D. Burditt. L Not if I get there first. (Starts toward the door.) H Wait a minute. Parmeleeâs. card is not complete. All I have recorded is that he entered the Navy. L Albert can almost speak for Alice Kelso is working on the wings, himself. Heâs just outside repairing my machine. And if youâll believe it, Alice is the mechanic and Albert is the electrician. H That just proves Fredâs theory. It is all right. L Come on out and see them. âOne eye witness is better than ten hearsay.â Sistrihutimt of (Sifts In accordance with the wishes, deÂŹ sires, and regrets of the makers of the aforementioned will and testaÂŹ ment, I have assumed and accepted the position of its executor. As such I realize my responsibility to the maker and its heirs, to perform faithÂŹ fully and honestly the duties to which I am obligated. Bear witness, good people, with what reluctancy I accept the honor, only yielding upon confirmation that no one else could do worse. I hope that if the executor executes the exeÂŹ cution in a manner non-conformant to legal statutes, you will bear with me in your sympathy, for my heart is heavy and sad with grief over the departing âdead ones.â No eulogy is necessary; you know this class and its noble spirit; you know its generosity. The latter is exemplified by that which it has beÂŹ queathed unto itself. It might be added that as âthe good is oft interred with their bones,â there was but litÂŹ tle to bequeath. However, it is the express wish of the executor to divide the one dollar legacy, that alone now remains of all Page Sixteen The Pioneer the property and estate of the Class of 1918, among its several members and rightful heirs. Therefore ' , with malice toward none and justice to all, we make, in âloving, perpetual memÂŹ ory,â the following bequests: To Warren Killam, our salutatorian, this tin sword, that he may always keep up his salutatory attainments. To Thomas Thornton, our renowned class athlete, this fly catcher, to asÂŹ sist him in catching high flies, thereÂŹ by saving from defeat the baseball team that is lucky enough to obtain his services. To Marion A. Stevens, this pocket dictionary, in order that she may alÂŹ ways have at hand material from which to abstract knowledge which may be of use to her. To Gladys Surette and Marion QuinÂŹ lan, this permit from our noble seÂŹ lectmen, to run a cafe dansant, as exponents of modern dancing. To Gerald Bangs, Danforthâs expert drink mixer and dispenser, we reÂŹ turn this plugged nickel which he dealt out to an unsuspecting memÂŹ ber of our noble class. To Fred Trevor we give this brass badge in recognition of his faithÂŹ ful and diligent service to the Boy Scouts. To Allan MacKill ' op we give this aluminum pepper shaker in order that he may secure more pep. 3liig Sag 1918, our High School days are ending! There is little need for me to recall to you the happiness of each one of those days, nor do I need to impress upon you that each one of them has been marked by the sorrow of the greatest war the world has ever known. In August, 1914, when we were looking forward with eagerness to our High School life, this great war was launched upon the world. As freshmen the following SeptemÂŹ ber, we felt a bit of seriousness per- To John Denehy we give this book entitled âArt of Speaking.â We hope it may assist him in his camÂŹ paign for selectman of the town of Wilmington. To Luthera Parker, who has a hobby for collecting class pins, we give this class pin as an addition to that collection. To Walter Rowell, who has an idea that he can yodle, we give this litÂŹ tle book on âHow to Yodle,â by Von Hindenburg. To Marion Mullett, Ma Prattâs chief cook and bottle washer, we give this medal in recognition of her faithful services behind the counter. To Rachel Hutchinson, who exhibited so much speed in the commercial course, we give the Automobilistsâ Rule Book. May it prevent her from exceeding the limit. By my oath as executor of the last will and testament of the class of 1918, I hereby declare that I have faithfully divided and totally exhaustÂŹ ed the one dollar legacy intrusted to me. In times of war even Wool- worthâs has its limitations. ThereÂŹ fore, in the consciousness of a duty performed to the best of my ability and in accordance with the desires of my testator and classmates, I declare the accounts of the class of 1918 setÂŹ tled and the estate closed. Walter Anthony Scanlon. (Bratton haps, as we started upon the task of fitting ourselves for some useful ocÂŹ cupation in life. But then we had little idea that this war would touch us, and no idea that our friends, our classmates, even we ourselves might be called to take our part in the terrible conflict. With all this horror of strife like a haze upon the horizon, we Went for three years about our ordinary duties. Then came the great day of April 6, 1917, when America entered the war. Since The Pioneer Page Seventeen that time we have begun to feel the stress and strain of our countryâs task, and we shall feel it more and more as the months pass. Classmates, it is our privilege, our opportunity, our duty to help, that this awful war may be speedily ended, and that the power which conceived it may be forÂŹ ever crushed. We are proud of the way in which our school has supported the colors. Our boys, our service, and our .money, we have willingly given to Uncle Sam. Three times our boys and girls have helped âto go over the topâ on the Liberty Loans, and in every case they have supported Y. M. C. A. and Red Cross work to the best of their ability. Gardens they have had and will have, and pigs and hens shall flourish among us. Many of the recent graduates of the school are now on the firing line. We are proud that from our own midst three loyal members of 1918 have gone out under the Red, White, and Blue to do or die for Libetry. Class-mates, with this record beÂŹ Arreptattr? Mr. Johnson, it is with the deepest gratitude to 1918, and to the precedÂŹ ing classes, that I accept this spade. I feel honored that in the course of years our turn has come to receive, from the graduating class, the symÂŹ bol of responsibility which you are entrusting to our care. The class of 1918, in spite of its smaller numbers, very generously gave of its time and energy to initiate us as poor deluded Freshmen, into the maze of High School life. AlÂŹ though not as many of us went over the wall as you perhaps wished, yet you did your part nobly. But as we grew to know you better, we found you had a more serious side. In school work, in class spirit, in all branches of patriotic war work, as well as in Senior dignity, you have hind us, what must be before? There is only one thing that we can do. As this ivy, so frail and tender in its first growth, shall climb to a size and height worthy of its mission, so must our works be,âwe must continue steadfast and true, looking forward to the goalâworking ever faithfully toward this endâFreedom for DeÂŹ mocracy and Brotherhood for the world. Mr. Cook, to you as president of the Junior Class I entrust this spade, and I request that you in turn do your part in carrying out the custom of planting the ivy, and of passing this spade on to the next Junior president. Remember the responsibility symbolÂŹ ized in it, and keep high the standard of your class, and the reputation of your school. Remember also that to win we must workâthat we must put aside all petty thingsâand striveâ to go iustlv and honorably âOVER THE TOPâ. Ernest Sydney Johnson President, Class of 1918 . t tljr gâpaiip grown immensely serious. We, the class of 1919, will strive in every possible manner, to follow in the footsteps of our elder brothers and sisters of 1918. In War Work, in School Spirit, in Athletics, and in Scholarship we will strive to follow your worthy example. You have shown to the undergradÂŹ uates, and to the townspeople, by your entrance into the food producÂŹ tion campaign, and the commercial life to which you are so necessary, that already 3 ' ou are fulfilling the words of your chosen motto. May we serve our school and our fellow-citÂŹ izens as loyally and generously as you haveâ, and in spirit and in truth go with youââOver The Topâ. Arthur Dougl s Cook President, Class of 1919 . Page Eighteen Šmmtmtmimtt The Pioneer Gllaaa of 1913 COMMERCIAL COURSE Arley Augustus Ambler Doris Helen Burditt Mildred Elizabeth Cooper IMildred Louise Curtis Helen Ruth Fowler Helen Mae Goodridge Mary Green Rachel Hutchinson Ernest Sydney Johnson Alice Matilda Kelso fMARION A. Mullett Luthera E. Parker Marion Mae Quinlan X Walter Anthony Scanlon Ellen Agnes Spillane Marion Louise Stevens Clifton Harry Stokes Gladys A. Surette jThomas Joseph Thornton Beatrice Katharine Turner GENERAL Gerald Worthley Bangs Kathryn Davis Cooper William Ernest Gullam Thelma Judkins Walter Leander Rowell COURSE X Frances E. Symonds IFrederick Arthur Trevor Louise Edna Turner t Louise Franklin Upton Roma Hazel Weymouth COLLEGE COURSE James Warren Killam, Jr. Albert Oliver Parmelee Allan Donald MacKillop IMildred Cook Partelow JFrancis Batchelder Shepardson t NORMAL COURSE IHazel Mabel Fitts Eva Isadora Kelch Marion Alberta Stevens AGRICULTURAL COURSE John Edward Denehy, Jr. Scholarship Honors t Faculty Honors X Class Honors The Pioneer Page Nineteen message from Sesnlutions What are revolutions? Why should vve listen to the messages they bring us? A revolution is a fundamental change in government effected vioÂŹ lently; a revolt against constituted authority successfully and completely accomplished. Their messages to us as a nation have been many and valuÂŹ able. Injustice seems always to be a cause and a greater development seems always to be a result. Naturally, of course, when considÂŹ ering revolutions our minds turn first to the American Revolution. Taxation without representation is usually given as the real cause of this outbreak. This, however, is true in part only. The imposition of taxes was the occasion of the revolt, but its true cause was that the whole history of the American Colonies meant independence. Providence so designed it. Their very origin pointÂŹ ed to freedom as their birthright. They left their European homes, sought the American woods and faced savages and roaring beasts rather than be opÂŹ pressed. At the close of the French War, America and England were very close. The colonists were proud of their British ancestors and gloried in sharing the rights of the subjects of the English crown. Their few seriÂŹ ous grievances could be included in the navigation laws and trade monÂŹ opoly. Englandâs debt had ben greatÂŹ ly increased by the French and InÂŹ dian War, and Parliament determined that America should aid in bearing this burden, and so from time to time different measures were tried. The Stamp-Act, the Boston MassaÂŹ cre, the Boston Tea Party, all folÂŹ lowed in their turn until finally the battles of Lexington and Concord, and the war was on. Only two other battles need be mentioned, that of Saratoga, the decisive battle of the American Revolution, and that of Yorktown. The battle of Yorktown, with the Americans under WashingÂŹ ton aided by the French under Roch- ambeau and the French fleet under De Grasse, forced the surrender of the British under Cornwallis thus virtually ending the American RevoÂŹ lution and insuring liberty to AmeriÂŹ can people. Eight long weary years were at a close and peace reigned. Listen then to some of the messages of that revolution, to some of the lesÂŹ sons that can be applied to help us in our present crisis. Fortunately for us, its greatest lesson of military value has been learned and put into practice. Defenses of the republic like taxes and jury duty are an obliÂŹ gation. From this developed the seÂŹ lective draft. Some of us thought that the volunteer system should have been used. Has that system ever worked? Our own Revolution has taught us not. If ever the people would volunteer, they would when the war was at their very door. At the opening of the revolution WashingÂŹ ton thought, as we have since, that lovers of liberty and truth would flock to the flag. True it is, some enÂŹ raged farmers of Lexington and ConÂŹ cord did that and fired the shots heard around the world. Three days later Congress decided to call for 13,- 600 volunteers to continue this noble struggle. A month later, however, how many think you of the 13,600 volunteered? Just 966. Seven months later only 5,917 had enlisted. History repeated itself in this respect in our Civil War and so we have learned the necessity of conscription for the efficient army. From our revolution, too, we reÂŹ ceive a message concerning the length of service of a soldier. At that time we had the âMinute Men,â the âShort term Volunteers,â the âMilitiamenâ. What was the success of that plan? During the whole war we called out nearly 396,000 men, but the largest number in arms in any one year was 89,600. The largest force that WashÂŹ ington was able to lead to battle at any one time was less than 17,000. Washington himself wrote âWe have had, a great part of the time, two sets Page Twenty The Pioneer of men to feed and pay, the disÂŹ charged men going home, and the levies coming in.â The result was that most of the troops did not reÂŹ main in the service long enough to become a part of the army. Battles were fought and lost simply because terms of the militia were about to expire, and it was better to risk the battle at an unpropitious moment rather than use raw recruits later on. The same thing held true in our war of 1812 and later in the Civil War, when, for instance, the disaster of Bull Run resulted from an effort to use troops just before the expiration of their term of service. Thus finalÂŹ ly we have learned to enlist our soldÂŹ iers for the duration of the war. Let us now turn to the French RevÂŹ olution. âHunger and nakedness and nightÂŹ mare oppression lying heavy on 25,- 000,000 heartsâ was the real cause of the French Revolution; as the like will always be in all such revolutions in all countries, according to Carlyle. The first actual warlike move of the revolutionists was to storm and capture the Bastille toward the close of the 18th century. From then on France was in a state of upheaval. The most notorious portion of the revolution was rightly called the âReign of Terrorâ. Robespierre, Danton, and Marat were the moving spirits. Marat was murdered by CharÂŹ lotte Cordey. Danton, finally weary of bloodshed, urged that Terror was needed no longer and Robespierre, fearing loss of his own power, sent him to the scaffold. Then for three months Terror indeed reigned with Robespierre at its head. The execuÂŹ tions reached the high water mark of 200 a week. But trouble was brewing for Robespierre, and in the convenÂŹ tion, bedlam finally broke loose. Robespierre could not hold the floor and, becoming enraged, he stammered and hesitated, when immediately the cry arose, âThe blood of Danton chokes him. Accusation! Decree of accusation!â Quickly the question was put, and the incorruptible RobesÂŹ pierr e was accused. His devoted brother demanded to share his fate and was also sentenced. A few fleetÂŹ ing hours passed during which a pisÂŹ tol-shot mangled Robespierreâs under jaw, but did not kill him. A fall through an open window half-killed his brother and then the tumbrils were heard. All Paris was out to watch and all eyes were centered on RobesÂŹ pierreâs tumbril. A woman sprang on and exclaimed âThe death of thee gladdens my very heart. Go down to hell with the curses of all wives and mothers.â At the foot of the scafÂŹ fold they stretched him until his turn came, and soon Robespierre was no more. This terrible act really ended the revolution itself as well as the reign of terror. From then the national structure by slow degrees began to shape itself, until finally the French Republic became a fact. Royalty and autocracy were swept away. Liberty, Fraternity and Equality were the words enunciative and prophetic. The whole 19th century was effected by the French Revolution and no land effected by that Revolution was ever quite the same again. Other peoples in other lands viewing the success of the revolution in France took courÂŹ age. It became a creative force and according to Harrison was an âinÂŹ exhaustible source of fertile influÂŹ ences.â Now passing from the 18th century let us come to current revolutions. Let us consider for instances the Turkish Revolution, occurring just before the breaking out of the great world war. Several years before this critical period a body of revolutionÂŹ ists had marched upon the capital and had deposed the Sultan, Abdul Hammed. They established a conÂŹ stitutional system with a parliament and placed Mohammed V on the throne. Enver Pasha, one of the leaders, declared âToday arbitrary government disappears. We are all brothers. There are no longer in TurÂŹ key Bulgarians, Greeks, Servians, Rumanians, Mussulmen, Jews. Under the same blue sky we are all proud to be Ottomans.â This ideal, how- The Pioneer Page Twenty-one ever, could not be realized at once. The races which had been maltreated and massacred for so long could not become closely allied immediately, and, too, the four years of war folÂŹ lowing the deposing of Hammed had impoverished Turkey both as to money and provinces. Then it was that the leaders of the young Turks, or the Committee of Union and ProÂŹ gress, gave up their hope of reforming Turkey, and became imbued with the desire for personal power. This comÂŹ mittee was a kind of invisible governÂŹ ment. It establ ished a reign of terÂŹ ror and anyone with enmity toward it was arrested and hung. The young Turks ruled the Sultan just as they did the people. He feared assassinaÂŹ tion at their hands. Once, however, he attempted to have a voice in mat- trs. A group of criminals, some real and some merely political offenders, were to be hanged. Among the numÂŹ ber was the Sultanâs own son-in-law. It was the Sultanâs duty to sign the death warrants. He begged permisÂŹ sion to pardon his son-in-law, but Talaat, the chief of the Union and Progress Committee, decided that the time had come to show that the young Turks were masters of TurÂŹ key, and consequently, a few days later, the imperial son-in-law was hanged and exposed to the view of the people to remind them that TaÂŹ laat and the Committee were masters of Turkey, Mohammed V never interÂŹ fered with the matters of state after that. At this point we begin to see Germanyâs fine hand, the ever present German propaganda. Talaat and EnÂŹ ver, representing the Union and Progress Committee practically ruled Turkey, Wangenheim. the German ambassador, realizing this and always mindful of the coming war, knew that it was his business to rule Talaat and Enver. Turkeyâs army was a ragged, dirty, undisciplined, untrained mass. Enver, once a military Attache at Berlin, many times a recipient of German favors was made Minister of War. This move was a real German victory. Next we see a German MiliÂŹ tary Mission being sent to Turkey with Liman von Sanders at its head. Soon a German general became chief of staff and Sanders, Inspector-GenÂŹ eral of the Turkish army, and scores of German officers held command of the first importance. In six monthsâ time the army was transformed. On parade they were a sight to be proud of. Another German victory had been won, and Wangenheim was granted a vacation. Other evidences of GerÂŹ man propaganda were on every hand. At the close of the revolution Talaat needed money for Turkey. After one of the speeches of our own American Ambassador, Talaat seemed to have an idea that it might be possible to receive financial support from the United States. France had financed Turkey for many years. Germany had made some loans. Matters went on until it looked as though Americans, privately at least, would give financial aid. News of this spread and WanÂŹ genheim, the German Ambassador, showed an almost hysterical interest. He felt evidently that Turkeyâs povÂŹ erty together with the army formed the basis on which the success of his work hinged. German influence preÂŹ sumably set to work. French bankÂŹ ers accepted the Turkish terms and when later Turkey broke with France she depended on Germany for money. Thus Wangenheim by his wonderÂŹ ful skill manipulated Talaat and EnÂŹ ver until they became instruments of Germany. No paper concerning revolution would be complete without mentionÂŹ ing the recent Russian Revolution, which began March n, 1917, and which led four days later to the abÂŹ dication of Czar Nicholas II. This Slav upheaval was of great imporÂŹ tance in influencing America to deÂŹ ck: re war, which occurred about a month later, April 6, 1917. At first it seemed that the Russian Revolution was wholly favorable to the cause of the Allies, because GerÂŹ many had gained control in the court of the Czar and the abdication of the Romanoff was therefore an anti-GerÂŹ man move. This change at first was merely the Page Twenty-two The Pioneer change from German sympathizing Cabinet Ministers to other Ministers who were loyal ' supporters of the AlÂŹ lies, and America welcomed the birth of the Russian Republic, entirely forÂŹ getting the messages of former revoÂŹ lutions; entirely forgetting that it took our own America forty years to complete its national structure afÂŹ ter the American revolution; forgetÂŹ ting too the hundred year struggle to make Mexico a republic and the terror stricken years between the fall of the Bastille and the final estabÂŹ lishment of the French republic. Thus, after the fall of the RomanÂŹ offs, the first step toward a Russian republic, the men who wished to conÂŹ tinue Russian foreign policy were consigned to the scrap heap. Still, Kerensky outwardly appeared to be with the Allies; soon, however, the Socialists, the Anarchists, and the down-trodden on all sides began to demand peace. Kerensky could not provide this and he, too, went. Trotsky and Lenine followed and thus far have continued because they have sought peace in every way exÂŹ cept by giving up Russian territory. Thus, during the past year, Russia has been successively a traitor to the Allied cause, again loyal to her Allies, and finally entirely separated from them and seeking separate peace with Germany. Some of the results then of the revolution have been the death of the Allied hope of immediate victory, hastening of the entrance of AmeriÂŹ ca into the war, an entire change of war aims and the plan of Germany to abolish the Slav menace on the East, which should she be successÂŹ ful, would jeopardize the world, and give Germany fifty million more peoÂŹ ple to supply her cannon fodder for the next war, which would surely follow. Still, although this revolution has brought military misfortune to the Alliesâit has also brought a posÂŹ sible step toward another republic, one more blow for Autocracy. What revolution will be the next in the cycle of time? Many of us have been looking, expecting, even hoping for internal troubles in GerÂŹ many, a revolution which would so occupy the Germans at home that they would cease to make trouble abroad. Some have predicted a revÂŹ olution in our own country, labor against capital. May the causes which would lead to such a struggle be eliminated before a reign of terror endangers our own fair land. Let the messages of past revolutions teach us a way out of our difficulÂŹ ties. If any revolution ever again is needed to purge an evil from this country may it be on a higher order, a bloodless one, one in which the intellect and soul win the victory. May the time soon come when revoÂŹ lutions in all countries shall cease, when âfederation of the worldâ shall be a fact and when men shall fight only against poverty, ignorance and suffering. James Warren Killam. Ipttpfita of the War There have been wars in about every generation, each one underÂŹ taken for a different purpose. Most of them have left a benefit to the next generation. Thie Crusades, which lasted for nearly two centuries, starting in the year 1090, were unÂŹ dertaken for a religious purpose to check the advancement of the MoÂŹ hammedans. The Crusades were one of the factors leading to the great inÂŹ crease of commerce for Europe. The people of Western Europe came in contact with classical learning, which led to its wide dissemination. A disagreement between the two sections on the subject of the conÂŹ trol of slavery was the cause of the The Pioneer Page Twenty-three Civil War. Civil ' War brings to our minds the stories told us by our solÂŹ diers of the hardships that they went through, starvation, cold, the sufferÂŹ ings from wounds and many other errible things. Yet this war was the first step toward union and true deÂŹ mocracy in this country. The present war has its sad events, but wonderful benefits have been deÂŹ rived already. The industrial proÂŹ gress which has been going on at such a rapid rate is one big benefit. Speed is the greatest necessity of the war today and our industries are cerÂŹ tainly increasing in speed. For inÂŹ stance, one of our new ships launc hed the first week in May was built in just twenty-seven and one-half days. The ship is made of steel and weights fifty-five hundred tons. This is the record of the world. The growth of our navy is gigantic and all the more wonderful when we stop to think that such a tremendous advance has taken place just within one year. Men who could not obtain the material and laÂŹ bor to carry on their own trades have given them up and gone into the shipÂŹ yards where they, and still more men, are needed. Perhaps it does not seem possible that, while one year ago there were only three hundred vessels in the service, today there are three times as many. It was a big benefit for those men to secure the work immediately and at a place where they know their work is needed. One benefit of the war is that the United States will be a country inÂŹ dependent of Germany or any other foreign country for her dye materials. We shall not only be able to have supply enough for ourselves but will be able to export some. This is really a wonderful advance the United States has made, for before the war we depended entirely upon the coal- tar which we imported from GerÂŹ many, and most of the dye was sent here already prepared. In America there were not more than four hunÂŹ dred employed in the dye-factories but now new factories have been built and the work has been going on successfully. The United States possesses all the inventive talent and technical ability requisite to have a dye industry in our own country. The United States possesses sufficient raw materials to supply the whole worldâs dye industry. The benefit of this is that we can make our own dyes two-thirds ch eaper than we ever bought them. This is a benefit finanÂŹ cially to the United States. Another industrial benefit to everyÂŹ body is the farms and gardens. No matter how small a place we have for a garden let us plant it with some vegetable. It will always be a help to the country if we do not have to be supplied with our potatoes and other necessities of life. Every paÂŹ triotic person will plant a garden, and if he can and does not do it, he is a slacker. We must remember that what we do for ourselves along this line, we are doing to help win the war, for we must send as much wheat to our soldiers as possible, and still there are the people right here in our own country who cannot suffer hunÂŹ ger. It will not only benefit us durÂŹ ing this next winter, but our soldiers and the Allies who need food and must have it. The women are to be considered next. The work they are doing and have done is wonderful. Four years ago some of the tasks that the woÂŹ men are performing today were conÂŹ sidered only as work for men. Take, for instance, the women in the muniÂŹ tion factories, where only men were allowed to work. Since the war the women have been doing the work in the factories and have been doing it successfully. The war is having a direct influence in the health of the working people. There is a reason for it: better wages, which means that the necessary food which the physical body requires, can be bought with the money. The women are being paid a manâs wages, although ten years ago they were only receivÂŹ ing fifteen dollars a week and were considered to be receiving a good salÂŹ ary then. The times are different now and in order to have the work Page Twenty-four The Pioneer done right the employer must pay money enough to have the employÂŹ ees purchase sufficient food to keep up their physical health. In the business office the women are sitting at the desks where only a year ago the men were. It is, though, a great thing to have the women take the places of those who are fighting for them. The suffrage movement which has been more favorably received since the war will probably be won by the women of America. In France all laws which discriminate against woÂŹ men have been abrogated until after the war and doubtless will be perÂŹ manently repealed. This war has been a chance for the women to win the recognition they deserve. Consider the advance in medicine and surgery. In the Civil War little was done in regard to prompt treatÂŹ ment of the wounded, except in a few cases. The army surgeon would ride about the battlefield and select a few of the less serious cases, carry them to a place of shelter and do what he could with the few instruments he had. The many wounded in this present war soon convinced the miliÂŹ tary authorities that surgeons should attend to the wounded immediately. This made it necessary to establish field dressing stations near the frontÂŹ line trenches, because the sooner a slight wound is cleansed of dirt the less danger of infection. In the Civil War no serious cases were underÂŹ taken at all, now the most serious ones have been handled with ideal skill. They try to save every man. Operations have been performed that were hardly thought possible before the war. New methods have been discovered, new appliances invented. With all these wonderful things beÂŹ hind them the soldiers have not the least fear of being brought back to the field hospitals wounded, for they know there is every chance of their recovery. This experience is not only going to benefit the soldier now but ourselves when the sucessful surgeons come back with all these new methÂŹ ods and their wonderful training. What may really be considered the most important benefit of the war is the moral effect. By that we not only mean upon ourselves individually, but in every one in a general way. We are now undergoing and have underÂŹ gone a great many sacrifices. Early last fall when the sugar shortage started people thought that even goÂŹ ing without sugar for a few weeks was going to .cause terrible hardship for them, but when they went withÂŹ out it several months they all found they could do it, and that it was only a small affair compared to the hardÂŹ ships the soldiers were encountering. Then came the shortage of coal. That, of course, was much worse than the lack of sugar, for it came in the coldÂŹ est part of the winter. Our great fault is to cry before we are really hurt, but I think that is one thing that we will overcome by this war. There will be more trying things than those mentioned. At present we are trying to inculÂŹ cate the idea that we must save the wheat and use substitutes, but still some people will say carelessly, âI donât see why we should.â It is only those, however, who have no patriÂŹ otic instinct at all. There are things in this world which seem impossibiliÂŹ ties, but when the idea of sacrifice for a world wide cause is considered, who would ever think of not accompÂŹ lishing them? When you take into consideration what the patriotic have done, what they are doing and what they will do if the country needs, it seems that they will all receive a benefit worth trying for. That is the moral strength gained thru sacrifice. When you feel sure that you can do a thing, it is a better feeling than if you know you have never tried it. All this takes strength of character and of course it is only those that have a strong will power that accomplish. It not only applies to us right here at home, but you will find when the boys come back they will have a much stronger character than ever before. They will be able to resist temptations which perhaps they yielded to a litle freely Page Twenty-five The Pioneer before. They will have had the chance to see what the French and Belgians have had to sacrifice. We have not had to sacrifice our homes, but they have. There will still be sacrifices after the war is over and they will put one and all to the test. Nothing has really ever happened before since the Civil War to bring the North and South closer in their relations. The two sections had many interests independent of each other, but since the war North and South have become more truly one. This is surely to be a lasting benefit of the war. The East and West have come into closer contact with each other. To have unity of the country is a wonderful thing. While the benefits of this war have been many and important already, doubtless there are others, perhaps greater, which we shall realize in laÂŹ ter years. Furthermore we shall ' not reap all the benefits of this war in our generation. We are fighting for a victory which means not only safety and freedom for ourselves, but for future generations and the weak of other lands, and the benefits allied to the conduct of a great war are susÂŹ taining us to âcarry onâ to success. Mildred Louise Curtis. Miatnrg ] Of boys and girls I sing, who first from the Flighland School into the High School hall did come from the tortuous by-roads of knowlÂŹ edge. Long were we driven by books and rules, teachers and tests, Coaxed and chastised and admonished, until, waxing older, Laden with spring-sprigging knowledge, onward we climbed, Until at last we flourished forth, youths and maidens together, Clustering there at the door of the High School, fluttering âwaiting a welÂŹ come. With solemn and frightened expression, we looked at each other in wonder Until on the threshold before us appeared administâring angels, âXwas âMaâ with her symbolic duster, and âPa,â the âman with the hoe.â Blithe did they smile upon us, guiding us into the Temple;â Showed us a place for our raiment, and nooks for our lunches. Then upward we sped to the hall and entered with rose-blushing mien. In-the midst of our thrillâkindling ferment, Mr. Safford ascended the RosÂŹ trum And. raising his hand for attention with gesture majestic, wrought silence Over all our fluttering throng. Then with voice sonorous and calm Explained the labyrinthian building,âdim Blue-Beard chambers to FreshÂŹ men ! Then with the aid of Miss Gilmore our schedules were translated for us, And meekly we wended our way, pensive and pondering pilgrims, To the home-rooms, and teachers who met us With welcoming smiles,âthus sped the golden moments away:â But âtwas not the end of our ordeal, the censorious upper class co-eds Were still to be met. Heigh-ho! we won their approval! The sixth hour climaxed all classes; Miss Finberg, the priestess, presiding, Her disciples behold! a medley in wisdom and age,âunited in purpose. Vet hours were spent here in fear awaiting our turn to be called onâ Great was the sigh of relief, when oneâs desk-mate was drafted for grilling, Altruism here not in vogue! and quizzes created evasion. Page Twenty-six The Pioneer Soon the seasons, reddâning to autumn, harvest-ripe tokened Thanksgiving. In the morning, bell ' s rang us to Chapel;â From thence homeward dismissed, reminded in tender instruction To remember our brethren, the poor, in this season of mellowing plenty. The spirit of kindness was with us, thrilling our hearts to endeavor; To succor the orphan and widow, for this is lifeâs schoolâs major lesson. And downward we strolled for provisions; youths and maidens together, Bearing the fruits of the season; sunlight down-showered benediction. In the wake of the fragrant September, once more to the High School we came, Clique-intermingling throngs, familiar with classes and schedules. Onward we pressed, and in through the wide-swinging welcoming portals. Elated and buoyant were we! Our spirits rejoiced, we were Sophomores! Hence from Olympian heights, askance on the Freshmen we glanced, Pitied them too for their greenness; lackaday, oft scorned to help them. Now this year our school days were lengthened one hour! joyless and doleful were we at our lot; sober-browed, suffering in silence. School days were darkening, home lessons looming, playtime not lengthâning. Flowever, dull frowning, down to our programs we drooped, steeled for Winterâs grim grind. Hurrah! no afternoon session! Thank Olympus, abolished they were! The eighth-hour period French ClassâMiss Vale censored our patois, Scattering âAâsâ âmongst us freely, ripe harvest for those who had labored; But the âEâsâ alas! were in plenty, chaff for the chaffer to garner. Gallant Juniors besought now our service, artistic aidâdecorationâ For their dance; now in-tripping with chorus of bells and shrill whistles, Revelled Leap-Year! But in the midst of our festive trimmings Pa Gleason was missed from the scene. Had departed to make resolution! Stopped on the way for refreshment! Turned homeward belated, but joyous, light-hearted (and headed) to help us! The merry months wane swift to autumn,âgreen summer fades to SeptemÂŹ ber. Sophomores, now pride-blown Juniors, out-strut the cock;âbook-vain swag- gerâ Chanticleerâs ego was tame; with flourish and puffecl braggadocia Exultant crowed we oâer the Sophomores;âââRight of Wayâ for the cocks oâ the walk! The leaves reddâning fled at our footsteps, and danced scared retreat âneath the highway, As austerely we strode;ââtil the Seniors, descending majestic upon us Checkmated us in our prim course, with glances and grins of derision, âTil Vanity dwindled to Dust! as humbly we sought rank behind them. Novemberâs gray gloom daylight quenching, ushered in misty-wreathed evânings; Frost in the woods, windy echoes of weeping âgainst locked doors and winÂŹ dows, Proserpine late gathâring posies, seeking our mirth-cheery shelter; Now class meets gay mustered; for lessons were happily lessâningâ Play Programs out-programmed the Schedule Curriculum reeled in the racket! as riot and rumpus and tumult The Pioneer Page Twenty-seven Harbingered our Thanksgiving Dance! away to the hall, chaplets wreathing, The wall glad with colors and flowers; late blossoms poor Proserpine scatÂŹ tered In through the windows, ere Winter kidnapped the loitering damsel ' ; Thus, with the toil of our hands, bedecking, bespangling, emblazoning, The Triumphal Arch was completed; the Great Night, moon-glistening, shone on us:â A fanfare and flourish of music; Lydian measures enticing Gay gallants and filmy-clad sirens Like thistledown blown by the zephyrs âgainst the stripling pines lined on the hedges. Our President-Prince, Ernest Johnson, oâer festivities libârally presiding, Ascended the laurel-decked dais; commanded a surcease of frolic, For now it was time for the Banquet: glaciers as icy as Christmas Siberian snows, multi-tinted,âice cream in shimmering piles! The Gods of Olympus neâer fled from such rich flavored wealths of ambrosia â âEat, Drink, and Be Merry,â the slogan;âTomorrow? why nobody dies! Now list and a secret Iâll tell you, whisper a tale out of schoolâ In Black Art was Clem Gleason posted! the Wizard of Chemistry Lab. He sought with weird charms a la Faustus to check Time in his on-rushing flight, Hence buried in brazier of metals his timepiece of gold; Lackaday! It could not have been gold! for the alloy soon waxed it to baser mixtures! Poor Clement out-necromanced Mesmer, lost Ticker (and Time) in the process! After that Time never spared Clement, poor fellow, an instant for napping. First was he up at the tocsin, awakening others to follow Swift on the War-trail:âUncle Sam boasts no fight-nimbler nephew Than Clem, I assure you. Proud were we of our fear proof pal, When clad in Democracyâs Khaki, he returned for a short farewell visit Defiant as ever of Time, for Time cannot out-span a hero! The seasons whirl giddily âround; again the yearâs at September; Blue black glows the hazeâdeepâning skies, woods and fields blazing with autumn, Strewn was our triumphal path with luminous leafage and laurel. This term our Annus Mirabilis, in study and sport out-eclipsing All previous records; Ambition, halt-failure oâer leaping. Dashed towards a glorious round-up, both in gym and in sacrosanct class room; War fiats checked not zealous spirits, unconcerned by âconsarnedâ conser- tion! Lightless nights ensured longer days! Heatless hours motivated more dancing! âSpite famine, lunch-gongs rang at middayâwith a cheer that outechoed eâen church chimes, Releasing the clamorous hordes, Attilaâs vandals out-crashing. As down to the counter we charged, grim, fodder-foraging sorties Consumed to the ultimate globule, consommes dwindled to droplets; Ham sandwiches, salads, and pies that out-luscioused motherâs concoctions! The Spirit of Hoover âhovedâ oâer us; we spared not a scrap for the sparÂŹ rows! This year our Play was the Big Thingâa gay interlude yclept âDaddy.â News set afloat primed the public; placard, advance-advertisement! Page Twenty-eight The Pioneer Elaborate the costumes and setting; we prayed hallowed Shakespearâs charmed guidance (For Avonâs winged swan of the wings, like Ariel still guides the Pageant); Gl ' eesome music,âthe curtain swings down âmid plaudits and cheers of the audience! Now High School days are ended, but memories cherished store Faithfully retrospective to enshrine the jocund dreams, Muses in contemplation: How we built the bridge with Caesar, stormed the giant Bastille, Ranged Nottinghamâs woods with Robinâdined under the âgreenwood tree,â Fled tomahawking Red Scouts, waged all old Libertyâs wars From colânies to Constitutions staunch struggle for Human Rights! Nor recoiled at the blood spilled at Concord, or Antietamâs ensanguined field, From Agincourt to the Marne, Democracyâs Factions neâer yield! Lifeâs Ordeal of Battle now calls us; Camp fires and standards gleam bright! Mates, we must take the âOver the Topâ for âQJarrg I donât consider that I am exaggerÂŹ ating a bit when I make the stateÂŹ ment that this world war, this treÂŹ mendous catastrophe that has caused such ruin to the warring nations, this huge undertaking that is costing the precious blood of so many men, is the best thing that has ever happened to the whole earth! It came at a time when all the nations were vergÂŹ ing on a decline; when America, the largest nation in the world, was so degenerate that her people were figÂŹ uratively bathing in selfishness, greed, inefficiency, slackness and many other despicable failings; when France was making herself notorious as a nation morally corrupted; when England was dividing herself, more markedly than ever before, into distinct social classes, one of the worst things that could ever happen to the welfare of a nation; when many other nations were degenerating in one respect or another. But above all, it came when Germany decided to attempt to ' force the entire world to submit to her own creedâa creed of selfishness, crime, First Trenches, Fight! Mildred Cook Partelow. Šnâ and indifference to the rights of othÂŹ ers, a creed that instilled in the strong utter disrespect for the physiÂŹ cally weak, a creed that threw out all regard for God and Humanity, a creed that said: âMight makes Right.â I have said that the war is the best thing for the whole earth. However, I shall not try to make you think that the beneficial effects of the war have taken place already; nor dp I think that they will as soon as peace is declared. A man is never really reformed over night. It takes strugÂŹ gle, and bitter struggle, to overcome the temptations presented. If, for instance, a man was a petty thiefâ had stolen all his life, and then was suddenly. converted, how easily he would slide right back, the next mornÂŹ ing, if he saw a ten dollar bill within reach. On the other hand, suppose that man had been impressed by a certain person of honest character. The next time he stole, it hurt him, and he was probably filled with a longing to be like the honest person. The next time he was tempted, he The Pioneer Page Twenty-nine gritted his teeth and managed to reÂŹ sist; then, perhaps a larger temptaÂŹ tion came to himâthis time he sudÂŹ denly felt himself slippingâhis hand slowly reached out to take that watch. He said, to himself, âOh, well, next time I wonât do it. This is the last time.â And into his pocket the watch went. He went home that night, but his conscience began to trouble him. Then a vision of the honest man appeared, with a look of faith, a faith that couldnât be broken. And then came the test, the fight between right and wrong. Back and forth he wavered until finally despair seized him, and he was just slipping back, defeated, when the vision apÂŹ peared again. Suddenly he jumped up and started to the place where he stole the watch. It seemed as though everything was against him. His pals were loafing around and reÂŹ quested his company. The three yelÂŹ low balls of a pawn shop attracted his attention, and also the inviting gates of a saloon. But this time he went straight past them all and walkÂŹ ed right to the hotel where the watch belonged, and confessed to the ownÂŹ er. He had won, had overcome the hardest temptation! Never again would he be bothered by stealing. See how, by passing through the evil, successfully, he laid a foundation for a new life! That is what this world must do. To be sure, she will make mistakes, but by them she will profit, and become stronger for them. It may take a long time. Perhaps the longer the trial is, the stronger the result. But we must not beÂŹ come discouraged. There is no need of it. In France, both as a nation, and as regards her people individualÂŹ ly, good effects are already showing. What a change has been wrought in the average Frenchman! Before the war his tendency was to be frivÂŹ olous and irresponsible. His ambiÂŹ tion was simply personal pleasure. He had very little, if any, religion, and put off all cares in favor of jollity! How different it is now! Today he is serious in all his doings and he has a spirit of devotion for God and mankindâan entirely unselfish spirit, as is shown by this clipping from the letter of a French soldier: âTomorrow, at dawn, to the strain of Sidi Brahim and the Marseillaise, we shall charge the German lines. The attack will probably finish me. On the evening before the great day, which may be my last, I remind you of your promise. Keep up my motherâs courage. For a week or more she will receive no news. Tell her that when an advance is at hand, no soldier can write to his loved ones; he must content himself with thinking about them. And if the time goes by and she hears nothing of me, let her live in hope; keep up her courÂŹ age. Then, if you learn at last that I have fallen on the field of honor, let your heart speak those words that will bring her solace. âThis morning I attended mass, and took communion. If I die, I shall die as a Christian and a FrenchÂŹ man. I believe in God, in France, in Victory; I believe in beauty, youth, and life. God guard me to the end. But if my blood is needed for our triumph.âThy will be done, O Lord.â The Frenchman is not thinking of himself any more, he is thinking of France and Humanity. He is inspired by the spirit of 7 carry onâ and his desire is to âcarry on,â no matter how hard the difficulties, no matter how much suffering he must endure. And he does not want to be proÂŹ tected, he wants to protect, as is shown by this sentence from another letter: âDo not pray that I may be spared suffering. Pray rather, that I may be able to bear it, and that the courÂŹ age I long for may be given me.â This is the spirit of France. And if she can feel this way, how shall we feel? Most of us are still a litÂŹ tle half-hearted, a little dubious, a little regretful, when we think of the price we must pay for victory in this world struggle. Oh. can we not put that feeling aside? Can we not appreÂŹ ciate our privilege and, with a spirit that is eager and a faith that is abÂŹ solute, âcarry onâ? Francis Batchelder Shepardson. Page Thirty The Pioneer Glarl Hlarta The fairy Romance, in hunting over the world for one who would sing her praises in fitting tones, found in Germany a child named Carl MaÂŹ ria, the son of a race of nobles, enÂŹ titled Von Weber. They were a careless race, these Von Webers, and apparently thought little of thir rank as nobles of Germany. They were all lovers of the stage, all rovÂŹ ers, and often were scarcely more than strolling players, though they always asserted that they were makÂŹ ing âmusical and dramatic tours.â Carl, who was born in 1786, was always delicate, and gave the obÂŹ server the impression of being lost in dreams. His eyes were large and of a very deep blue; his forehead was particularly handsome, being broad and intellectual; his manners were full of grace, yet of a peculiarly senÂŹ sitive nature. He was never imposing and was never considered good-looking. BeeÂŹ thoven, who admired his works called him good-naturedly, âein Mannchen.â His face was too long and delicate, his slender figure too fragile, his coloring too pale; but when he spoke in that soft, deeply expressive voice of his, and the quick charming change of thought passed over his face, no one denied that he was atÂŹ tractive. When he was 17, he went to VienÂŹ na, where he met the famous Abbe Vogler, who was struck by the boyâs charm and musical feeling and enÂŹ couraged him to devote himself to the study of composition. He soon met Beethoven who had not yet reached the zenith of his greatness; but the two composers were absoÂŹ lutely antagonistic, and never liked one another. Beethoven was colosÂŹ sal, tragic, rude and rough at times as the great rocks over which the mountain torrents thunder. Weber was romanticâthe priest of NaÂŹ ture in her poetic moods, of secret woodlands, of meadows und ' er the stars and of moonlit places where Hmt Writer the elves flit, and yet are gone when man looks to see. Not long after his marriage, Weber wrote âDer Freischutz,â one of the greatest of German operas, in which the supernatural is painted in music as perhaps no composer, save later, Wagner, has succeeded in painting it. His masterpiece, Der Freischutz, centers about a superstition in the old ages, that persons employed by owners of large tracts of forests thought there was an evil spirit abiding there, laying snares to catch the souls of honest hunters by the tempting offers of unerring bullets. The word Freischutz (free shooter), signifies a person who shoots with these magic bullets, always hitting the mark. There once lived an old farmer by the name of Kuno. Agathe, his only daughter, was betrothed to Max, a young hunter in the employ of her father. Kuno desired to retire from his post, which was hereditary, and since he had no son, requested the prince to appoint Max, his future son-in-law, in his stead. The prince consented on the condition that Max should prove himself a good marksÂŹ man in a trial shot. On the result of this test depended the fate of the two lovers. The evil spirit was callÂŹ ed Zamiel, and in order to feel the influence of his power, one must agree to surrender oneâs life and body to Zamiel on a certain day, beÂŹ fore which time, however, one might be successful with the magic bullets. Max, dejected and filled with foreÂŹ boding as to the next day, is awaitÂŹ ing the outcome of a match when Kilian enters. The target has just been splintered by him and he taunts Max by calling himself âKing of Archers.â Max is furious, and drawÂŹ ing a knife, he attacks Kilian. The people rush forward to prevent harm and several huntsmen enter, among whom is Casper. Casper has enÂŹ tered a compact with Zamiel and will receive a concession if he can The Pioneer Page Thirty-one bring him a victim or two. ThereÂŹ fore he takes advantage of Maxâs overwrought state of mind and asks him if he does not wish to have a lucky shot on the morrow. Then handing him a gun, he bids him fire, in the devilâs name at a distant eagle. Max fires, a peal of laughter is heard and the eagle falls at Maxâs feet. Casper tells Max that this was a free shot. Max asks for more of these charmed bullets. Casper having no more, tells Max that he may have many, if he will agree to meet him at Wolfâs Glen at midnight. Max promises to do so; Zamiel, the evil spirit, appears, nods, and vanishes; and Max leaves quickÂŹ ly- He then comes to the home of Agathe, who is also very much worÂŹ ried concerning the next day, and tells her that he must go to Wolfâs Glen at midnight. Bidding her fareÂŹ well, Max says that it is fate that calls him, and they part. He goes to the place of meeting and finds Casper there before him. Casper casts six bullets for him, and as the seventh is finished an earthquake is heard, accompanied by the ringing of bells in the tempest. Casper falls to the ground writhing and screamÂŹ ing, calling on Zamiel for help. The evil spirit appears, calms the raging storm and Max flees from Wolfâs Glen. Max made three shots which so pleased the prince that he asked for still new proofs of the superior marksmanship of the young hunter. The night before he received four magic bullets, while Casper retained three for himself. The last shot Very Good Reason. Another reason why a man would rather be a man and have men friends than be a woman and have woman friends is because he knowns that none of his friends is going to borrow his hair to go to the theater or a party. given by Zamiel was always true to its masterâs evil designs. In exhibitÂŹ ing his skill to the prince, Max had already used three of his magic bulÂŹ lets, and has only one left. He begs Casper for more, but Casper himself has already used two of his three, and he now shoots the remaining one at a passing fox, and then runs away. Max now has the seventh, and that is the devilâs. The scene changes to the hunting camp in the midst of the forest. The prince tells Kuno that he approves of Max, but he does not consider him strong and hardy enough to become one of his huntsmen. However, anÂŹ other shot like the first three and he is safe. He sees a dove flying and asks Max to shoot it. He does so with his magic bullet. Agathe enÂŹ ters at this moment and is struck by the bullet. She is not hurt, howÂŹ ever, due to the fact that she wears a heirloom, said to be a charm against any evil. Zamiel, defeated in his foul purÂŹ pose, now directs the bullet to the head of Casper. When the prince demands an explanation, Max tells the whole story of the Magic Bullets. The prince then says that he will banish him from the kingdom and not allow him to marry Agathe. Then an old hermit, loved and honored by everyone, enters and interposes for him. He is pardoned by the prince, and all kneeling sing a simple and effective chorus of gratitude to heaven. The following is a selection from the operaââDer Freischutz.â Frances E. Symonds. Word From Breâr Williams. Darâs land ânuff ter feed de worl but donât miss de feet dat it needs coaxinâ. After you git in a good workinâ humor, you got ter make de land feel good. Hitâs de only way ter have a happy time all ârounâ. Page Thirty-two The Pioneer fer Fart atotuarii âHe that will not work shall not eat,â is a wise saying, well known for a number of generations, but we might add an initial S and so make it especially applicable to our day, âShe that will ' not work shall not eat.â Woman today occupies a very noticeÂŹ able place in this busy sphere where work must be done. It is indeed fortunate for the world in this 20th century that women have gradually been stepping into places which people used to think it was only right and proper that men should fill. Our great-grandmothers would have been shocked to see their deÂŹ scendants calmly and efficiently colÂŹ lecting fares on New York street cars or hoeing their rows on farms, thus having their part toward victory. Do you remember old Hepzibah in the House of Seven Gables? She was the gaunt, rigid and rusty-jointed maiden of the story whose aristocratic nose went up in the air at the idea of a ladyâs earning her own food. But to quote irom Hawthorne, âPoverty treading closely at her heels for a lifeÂŹ time, had come up with her at last.â So we catch a glimpse of this patriÂŹ cian lady stepping down from her pedestal, reduced to the condition of earning her own bread. A Pyncheon never had done such an unladylike thing before, and Hepzibah had not the least desire to establish a preceÂŹ dent in the annals of the family pride. The untrained women of that day could not have had the part toward victory which the women of today are having. Let us consider the change since that day. Teaching was almost the first thing women took up after stepping forth to their place in the world. In preparation for their vocation women tended toward obtaining a better eduÂŹ cation than formerly. From teaching it was hardly more than a step, now that they had made the venture, into the business world. From offices and business houses women flocked to other openings in the industrial world, UtrtUtQ (Balr trtortj) until today almost every trade and profession which is open to man is equally open to woman. Women are now found in practiÂŹ cally every trade. In our democratic West, women are engaged in trade, as carpenters who can construct a house or barn as readily as any man; or as plumbers who can thaw out a frozen pipe or install a heating ' , apÂŹ paratus as successfully as the plumbÂŹ ers we are accustomed to deal with. There are even blacksmiths of the feminine sex who can put a tire on a wagon wheel or shoe a horse with ease. We ourselves, here in the ConÂŹ servative East, have heard of girl boot-blacks who enthusiastically shine our shoes. Women enter the political world and serve on school committees, as city officials, and they have even capÂŹ tured the office of mayor. She has ventured into the halls of Congress, and here we must use the singular, for Miss Jeannette Rankin of Montana has the distinction of being the only Congresswoman we have ever had. The war has opened many untried paths for women; paths which they would not have trodden if the war god, Mars, had not risen on the horiÂŹ zon. But he has appeared and cast a black shadow over our own land as well as on England and the whole Continent. The men were needed to shoulder the gun and dig the trench, and the women had to put their hands to the plow, gather the crops and do a hundred things which we thought they could not do. And many such tasks were entirely new and strange to the majority of women. Women in England and France, exÂŹ cept for the peasantry, were not used to such hard and tiring labor as farmÂŹ ing. But farming had to be done. A host of men threw their whole strength against the mad rush of the Huns, and the women had to provide food for them, and do the common, everyday duties as well. So they unÂŹ hesitatingly went forth into the fields and gathered the crops which had The Pioneer Page Thirty-three been left standing when the shadow fell. In the spring they prepared the ground, plowing, harrowing and manÂŹ aging the heavy tractors. During the summer they cared for the crops and gathered them in the fall. They were doing their part toward backing the men in the trenches. The same spirit which women have displaj ed toward agriculture has been shown toward the heavy work in munition factories. The great output of munitions which has to be manuÂŹ factured to supply the demands of war is made possible, to a great extent, by the women workers. The dexÂŹ terity and skill with which they hanÂŹ dle the high explosives is a great aid to the cause. The output of shells in England is twenty-eight times as great today as it was at the beginÂŹ ning of the war. This increase is due largely to the efforts and willingness of Englandâs women-workers. They -have succeeded so well in supplying England and France with the necesÂŹ sary ammunition that those two counÂŹ tries have been able to cancel their contracts for munitions with Canada. When the United States joined in the struggle for Democracy against the Imperial German Government, and our own men left their occupaÂŹ tions and went to training camps, shipyards and munition factories, the American women were ready to do their part as unflinchingly as their European sisters. The need for food was never greater than it is today, and although some of our farmers have been kept at home, the women are needed to help, and are going into the work with a will. College girls are energetically doing what they can in victory gardens. The Womenâs Council for National DeÂŹ fense has sanctioned the plan for woÂŹ men to help in food production and conservation. While the majority of our women are helping win the battle at home, many others have actually gone to the front to relieve the suffering ol the soldiers and to aid the troops m communicating with each other. Before the United States entered the war, many nurses went with units of doctors and surgeons connected with hospitals and colleges in this country. Only the best women, phyÂŹ sically and mentally, were taken. After April of last year, many more joined the ranks and went over to minister to their fellow-men and to their countrymen. On the first of April of this year Boston boasted of five hundred and two Red Cross nurses who are actually at the front, and who are braving shot and shell, with as much courage as our soldier boys. They have to display as much bravery in dressing the horrible wounds with which they come in conÂŹ tact as the men in khaki display on the firing line. American college women have formed units and are driving ambuÂŹ lances carrying the wounded from the trenches to the base hospitals in the rear. Other women are engaged in staunching the wounds of the soldiers. There is an unusual work being done in Paris by a Boston woman, who is working, very quietly and unobÂŹ trusively, restoring the faces of solÂŹ diers who have been frightfully mutilated. The Red Cross, thru her, is giving comfort to men who are utÂŹ terly broken and discouraged. Her part toward victory is maintaining the morale of our soldiers. Some of our women abroad are reÂŹ lieving the suffering of the refugees. We of Reading can be especially proud of this portion of the work, for we have a representative there. Doctor Marion Stevens is in France where she is doing a great work, in dentisÂŹ try, among the French children. The fact that she cared for three hundred children one morning and two hunÂŹ dred more in the afternoon shows how extensive her work is. Red Cross nurses are not the only ones who have gone to do their part for Democracy at the actual ' scene of warfare. They must share their honÂŹ ors with the girls of the signal corps. Telephone girls from all over New England, who have had intensive training in preparation for their work, Page Thirty-four The Pioneer have crossed to France to keep taut the lines of communication which stretch for miles among the trenches and out into No Manâs Land. They are the first of Americaâs young women to be officially sent with âThe AmerÂŹ ican Army in France.â Telephone operating at home under normal conÂŹ ditions and telephone operating fifÂŹ teen miles behind the firing line are vastly different matters. They must prove themselves incapable of nerves or emotion. It would be a dangerous matter to be possessed of nerves when victory or defeat for the world is beÂŹ ing flashed. About two or three months ago thirty-three of these young women slipped away from home and country to a land of adventure and sacrifice. Included among these was our own Isabelle Villiers-of Reading, who was second in command in this group of feminine soldiers. A second group of the most effiÂŹ cient telephone operators in the world is preparing to go across. They have been graduated from the telephone school at Lowell, under the superÂŹ vision of United States Signal Corps. They will join the other group of switch board soldiers who are alÂŹ ready operating telephones in the war zone. Surely we American people can say âOur girls over thereâ as truly and with as much pride as we now say âOur boys over there.â Many of our young women at home have donned the blue serge uniform which signifies that they are serving Uncle Sam in the navy. In the Navy Yards and Naval Headquarters our Yeowomen are doing efficient work, as their part toward victory. The women at home are organizing all their resources to help the counÂŹ try. They have carried out the deÂŹ mands of Food Conservation successÂŹ fully and have saved a hundred thouÂŹ sand bushels of wheat that our solÂŹ diers and Allies may be fed. They have faithfully and patriotically done their part, even when it has meant finding new ways for doing old tasks. The women all over the United States have formed Red Cross units to aid and comfort Americaâs fightÂŹ ing men. They have accomplished the complicated and enormous task of providing materials for the Red Cross, and are systematically carryÂŹ ing on the work for the relief of huÂŹ manity. Womanâs training and experience in the openings in business she wishÂŹ ed to fill has fitted her for the greatÂŹ er task which war has brought. The world catastrophe has brought out the business-like qualities and effiÂŹ ciency of women more than any other one thing could have done. They have economized and have helped America break her lifelong habit of wastefulness and extravagance. They have helped the Greatest Mother in the World, the Red Cross, and made possible its far-reaching work all over the world. Women of America have met the calls of war in a noble spirit. They have done without limit and without stint, done their utmost toward vicÂŹ tory in the cause of right. There is no danger of the women of 1918 going hungry because they will not work. They are all workÂŹ ing. If they eat less than usual it will be because they have in mind that slogan, âFood will win the War.â What woman has done she will continue to do, and greater opporÂŹ tunities will be afforded her, new fields will be opened up to her and she will go on subduing additional ' duties, and helping humanity the whole world over. Four years ago a company of raw recruits, we of 1918, came to the Camp of Reading High School, to be trained for work in which we could render efficient service. ToÂŹ night we are about to receive our commissions, indicating that we are trained for the Battle of Life. The Class of 1918 thanks the school committee and citizens of Reading, who have made possible our trainÂŹ ing and instruction. We thank our officers, the faculty of Reading High School, for giving us of their best. The Pioneer Page Thirty-five that our knowledge of tactics and methods might be complete. Classmates of 1918, tonight some of us merely leave this camp to go into training at larger ones. Some of us finish our training tonight and go directly to our work. Several of us have already gone âOver the Topâ to greater service and broader opporÂŹ tunities. The Class of 1918 will be able now to render service to our fellow-men, our country and the world. First of all, we join together in giving AmerÂŹ ica our love and devotion. We anÂŹ ticipate the opportunity to give greatÂŹ er service for the cause of humanity in the world. Always we will be loyal to the Stars and Stripes and give Old Glory the Salute, âI pledge allegiance to my flag and to the republic for which it stands; one nation indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.â âFlag of the United States, flag of my country, I offer to thee the tribÂŹ ute of most sincere allegiance and most warm affection. My heart, my life are thine. I am proud of thee for the glories that thou dost represent. I cherish thee for the liberty thou dost insure. I pray thee, God of NaÂŹ tions, to bless and guard America. America be our land, the land of inÂŹ telligence and virtue. 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