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

Text from Pages 1 - 188 of the 1928 volume:

J -.4 -- Consult your Insurance Agent as you would your Doctor. He knows the kind and amount of insurance you should carry. His policies protect you, your business, and your loved ones as the Doctor’s prescription does your health. It’s Food for Thought Prentiss Parker Reading Office Masonic Block Tel. Reading 0249 Boston Office 40 Broad Street Tel. Main 7880 Telephone KERR’S CAEE MRS. ROSE KERR, Prop. READING, MASS. ring for all Occasions is, ' V .ill ULM AJ2 ' 3 rj 9 ft - ( NORTHEASTERN UNIVERSITY THE SCHOOL OF ENGINEERING In co-operation with engineering firms offers four year curriculums leading to the Batchelor’s degree in the following branches of engi¬ neering: CIVIL ENGINEERING CHEMICAL ENGINEERING ELECTRICAL ENGINEERING INDUSTRIAL ENGINEERING MECHANICAL ENGINEERING THE SCHOOL OF BUSINESS ADMINISTRATION Co-operating with business firms, offers four year collegiate courses leading to the Bachelor’s degree of BUSINESS ADMINISTRATION in BUSINESS MANAGEMENT or in ACCOUNTING FINANCE The Co-operative Plan of training enables the student to combine theory with practice and makes it possible for him to earn his tuition and a part of his other school expenses. Students admitted in either September or January may complete the scholastic year before the following September. For catalog or further information write to: NORTHEASTERN UNIVERSITY Milton J. Schlagenhauf, Director of Admissions BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS Five year program on co-operative plan on and after September 5 1929. Quality Service Arlington Studio portraits of Distinction Class Photographer of 1927 394 Boylston St. Boston, Mass. Phone Kenmore 1519 Our Advertisers are our main support, patronize them READING PUBLIC LIBRARY REMtyNG, MASSACHUSETTS Editor THERON JOHNSON ’29 Assistant Editor HOPE WILLIAMSON ’29 Editorial Editor NORTON PRENTISS ’29 News Editor LUCILLE CATE ’29 Joke Editor WALTER INGALLS ’30 Exchange Critic RUTH FROST ’29 Art Editor DONALD BOWMAN ’29 Athletic Editors EUNICE ALBEE ’29 FRANCIS MERRITT ’30 Business Manager WILLIAM CARTER ’29 Literary Editors WILMER YOUNG ’29 VINCENT WHITNEY ’30 TRUESDALE FIFE ’30 LILLIAN CHAMBERLAIN ’30 PHILLIP PARKER ’30 WOODWARD LEWIS ’29 HERBERT HILL ’29 BARBARA KNIGHT ’29 LESLIE McAULEY ’29 FACULTY ADVISORS ELIZABETH A. BATCHELDER HERMAN T. WHEELER FRANCES GREENHALGH LUKE HALPIN HONORARY MEMBER HELEN BEALS ..... mu u in iniutiitii ntit nut mu util iitiu; ..iiiiimiiiiir.iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiimiiiiimiiiiiimiiiimmiiiim - IIIIIIIIM11II It 11111 III 111II11 It 111111M11111M111 III M1111111111111111MIII11111H t. k .. 11111111M11111111U111 M 111111111111111M1111111111111 tl 111111111111111111111111111111111111U1111111H111II111M t II111IIIIIIIII111II11111111H1111111M1111.II1111111111111 This issue of the Pioneer is called the Junior number, an honorary title, signifying that the Seniors “pass the buck’’ and it is up to us to uphold the Pioneer’s dignity. From now on we must carry on alone, except for the graduation edition. Do not get the idea that this paper is edited for your amusement only, in¬ stead it is meant to be a means of expression for the school as a whole, to be closely connected with school life. One of the best things in a good paper, is a good joke. When you see or hear a good joke pass it on to the editors. But do not fail to pass to the board many stories and essays. A paper stands or falls to the tune of these documents. Many of them means a wide selection and a corresponding improvement in the paper. Do you take the challenge? T. J. ’29. .miiimiimiiiiiimmiiiimmimiiimiimuiiiimiMitni ' r THE PIONEER PAGE THREE PIONEERS Oh, yes! Pioneers! They were people like Daniel Boone and the “forty- niners” who explored and settled the wilderness, but there aren’t any now. Pioneers according to Webster are those who go ahead to prepare the way and overcome obstacles. Today in every branch of science there are pioneers. Living conditions are being experimented with, researches made, and pioneers are forging the way. In aviation, men are experimenting in different directions. Safe travel by air is coming, thanks to the pioneers, the Wright brothers, and Curtis. Long sustained flight is being developed by Atlantic hops. Lindbergh showed it could be done, but there have been enough attempts since then to show that it is only begun and not yet de¬ veloped. Seven men have lost their lives trying to do what the “Bremen” has almost missed doing. In another direction pioneers are working, the heliocopter or vertical flight machine has great possibilities but only through the efforts of the pioneers can it become possible. The first of this year Captain Gray who has made many altitude records in balloons, broke the world’s record for the last time. In his endeavor to explore the region above the clouds he was overcome with exhaustion and died ' before he could open another oxygen tank. His new world’s record which promises to remain that for a long while is between 43,000 and 44,000 feet. He was one of the few men who had ever gone up eight miles into the air In science, pioneering progresses rapidly but cannot be said to be much but pioneering yet. Little is known of electricity except how to control it in certain cases. Work upon the cathode ray may open the way for exploration: of the mysterious world around the nucleus of the atom. German scien¬ tists have gone into the Alps to record voltages from electrical storms. Last year having measured voltages of 2,600,000 volts, they hope to measure up to 10 million this year. With such voltages, the highest yet handled by man, they hope to break up the atom. That tremendous energy will be set loose they acknowledge, but that it can be set to useful work they cannot say. Surely pioneers are only those who are in advance of the rest, but only by their efforts can the rest be benefited. T. J. ’29. HONOR LIST—READING HIGH SCHOOL Third Quarter, 1928 Maximum Honors Esther Malonson, Ethel Pratt; Edith Woods, Gladys Dyer, Vincent Whitney. Honors Ralph Burhoe, Eleanor Crafts, Sara Harnden, Edith Lindquist, Thelma Mc- Clintock, Isabel Parker, Boyd Parker, Ruth Wilkinson, Dorothy Berle, Esther Downs, Edward Herrick, Elizabeth Allard, William Burpee, Elizabeth Jef¬ frey, Kenneth Larrabee, Gertrude Mc- Auley, Ernestine Merritt, Olive Spear. Commendation Dorothy Barnes, Frank Heselton, Alice Hodson, Frank Howard, Alfred Kimball, Margaret Lindsay, Arthur Moyer, Berenice Parker, Francis Bangs, Walter Benjamin, Mary Car¬ ney, William Carter, Grace Curtiss,. Theron Johnson, Barbara Knight,. Ambrose Knowlton, Woodward Lewis, Phyllis Starke, Katherine Tolman, Eve¬ lyn Benjamin, Ruth Burdett, Lillian-. Chamberlain, Jeanette Cheyne, Edith Cohen, Helen Colley, Truesdell Fife, Marguerite Frost, Mary Murphy, Gloria Wilcox. PAGE FOUR _ T HE PIONEER “PEGGY AND THE PIRATE’’ A very charming operetta, “Peggy and the Pirate,” was given in Shep- ardson Hall on Friday, April 20th by the High School Glee Club. The musical numbers were accompanied by the High School Orchestra. The principals in the cast wer ' e : Hope Williamson as Peggy Mayfield, a very romantic young person; Viola Martin, Winnie Woodland, Peggy’s chum; Malcolm Weeks, Bill Manning, a polite pirate; Richard Chesley, Don Sterling, a quiet young fellow; Phyllis Gray, Jane Fisher, the hostess; John Beaton, Mr. Mayfield, Peggy’s father; Lucille Ware, Mrs. Mayfield, Peggy’s mother; Gilbert Soule, McGinnis, a clever crook; Francis Merritt, Gassa- way, who thinks what McGinnis thinks ; and William Willson, Bingo, the col¬ ored porter. Solo dances were effectively per¬ formed by Hazel Hach. Ten girls of the chorus also did ensemble dances which were well received. Miss Thompson from Beverly coached the dances. In the first act the girls of the chorus wore sport or summer dresses, as the scene was at the beach club. In the second act the boys wore pirate costumes, and the girls were dressed as gypsies. Much credit is due Mr. Sussmann and Mr. Woods for the work they have done to make the operetta a success. Mrs. Woods and Mrs. Flower have given much asssitance in the matter of costumes. The ten girl ushers and the door men dressed like pirates. The operetta was certainly a credit¬ able achievement and a large audience enjoyed it. Acknowledgement is made for at¬ tractive, ticket-selling posters for “Peggy and the Pirate” to D. Melendy, D. Babine, A. Glaesar, B. Merrill, Robert Spavin and Grace Black. Personally I think I should win the gold medal for having the greatest number of admirable ancestors. No matter where I may be, I am always able to produce one or more to fit the occasion. For instance, last Wednes¬ day evening while dining with the Honorable Mrs. de Van Veryrich, the conversation turned to our forefathers. “Of course,” sighed Mrs. de Van Very- rich, “You are a descendant of some sturdy soul who first came to our THE PIONEER shining shores on the ‘Mayflower?’” “Of course,” I acquiesed. “Why, my dear Mrs. de Van Veryrich, the red blood of the sturdy Miles Standish runs through my veins. Not only that, but I am also a direct descendant of Noah Webster, Queen Isabella, and Calvin Coolidge.” After this remark I was the hero of the evening, the sweet young de¬ butantes and their parents fluttering around me, like flies around a drop of molasses. At another time I was paying a visit to Monsieur Henri Wemours, the Count of Touraine. One evening at dinner, while conversing with the Duke deTrouivoir (which I was able to do very fluently, having taken a corre¬ spondence course entitled, “How to Speak French in Two Months by Mere Reading”), I was asked from what family tree I had sprung. When I replied that I was descended from the great Charlemagne himself, the Duke immediately grasped me by the hand, exclaiming at the same time, ‘En effet!” Then we two are really brothers under the skin.” Thus another ancestor brought me another evening of triumph ! Only once have I been in an un¬ comfortable position as a result of my little speeches. At the time I was a guest of the well-known English poli¬ tician, Lloyd George. As usual I managed to turn the conversation to my favorite subject. “Yes,” I said, “I am a direct descendant of the King of Siberia.” PAGE FIVE “But my dear chap,” broke in a voice, “Siberia never had a king.” “Oh-er, er,” I stumbled. However my hesitation was brief for a bright thought struck me. “Of course,” I con¬ tinued. “You merely misunderstood me. To have made it clearer I suppose I should have said that I was a de¬ scendant of the Czar of all the Russias. Siberia being a part of the Russian domains, I merely used a part for the whole. “Oh, yes!” responded my fellow guest, “a part for the whole. The whole for a part.” “Metonymy,” I returned blandly, “mentonymy.” But my troubles were not over. A fellow by my side suddenly spoke in a doubtful voice. “I say,” he said, “I thought all the family of the late Czar were executed.” At this point I went over and whispered confidentially in his ear a secret which he promised not to dis¬ close. “My dear sir,” I murmured, “I managed to make my escape from the country. I merely disguised myself as an American and the Communists thought I was.” My position was saved. Thus, although if the truth were known, my real ancestor is Patrick Muredock Mulligan, I have climbed, through my ancestors to the pinnacle of success. You, too, may attain your ambition by merely sending ten cents for the facinating booklet, “How An¬ cestors are useful.” V. H. W. ’30. WHY BROTHER BEAR HAS A SHORT TAIL Well, to start with, it happened long, long ago when the only motor vehicles were bicycles and wheelbarrows, and automobiles and Mack trucks. In our big, thriving city of 1000 people we did a wonderful attempt at business with the outside world. We had a very agreeable community spirit, did we. One day, as Brother Bear was sitting on his front doorstep, his wife came to the door and said, “Rufus, dear! Would you mind going down to Wana- maker’s general store and getting me a couple bolts of mercerized cotton?” “No, my dear, I wouldn’t mind.” So Rufus started off, and was just closing the front gate when she called again. “And Rufus, get a five pound bag of prunes, too.” “Yes, my dear.” Rufus got downtown and with his arms full, was proceeding across Sixty- Seventh st., when he saw approaching PAGE SIX THE PIONEER him, a drunken taxi-driver, who was toying with the steering wheel of his car and paying little attention to the course his perambulator was taking. Brother Bear gave a yell of astonish¬ ment and fright, and made for the curb at full speed. The taxi-driver heard the yell, looked up and said, “Well, Helen of Troy, exert your¬ self.” Helen of Troy, alias the taxi, did exert herself, with a most devastating result. She bore down upon Brother Bear and when the dust cleared away, he sat there in the midst of his bundles, —without a tail. J. R. M. ’29. MY DEATH AS PLANNED WHEN I HAD BEEN MISUSED Mildred Freemont was searching in her attic for souvenirs of her girlhood. Down in the very bottom of a large trunk, she chanced upon her diary. With an exclamation of surprise mingled with delight, she reached eagerly for it. Turning the pages slowly, stopping at intervals to read with amusement the confidences of her childhood, she paused as she came to a page written with inevitable haste. It read : August 4, 1911. Today I’ve found that I mean nothing to my family; they no longer respect my timely personage. I was sent away from the table without my ice cream just because I gave big sister’s boy friend some worthy advice. I warned him that he shouldn’t have three serv¬ ings because he wouldn’t have room for dessert. At this my parents rose in revolt, but their reaction was slight in comparison with my sister’s red cheeks and flashing eyes. She ordered me from the table and mother lugged me by the arm out of the room. As I brushed by father, I could hear him suppress a chuckle. I have decided to end it all at twelve-thirty to-night. I choose this hour because it is the usual hour that heroines in books choose to drown themselves. They, however, are always rescued. I’m not going to take a chance of drowning, but shall sneak out to-night, climb our tallest pine tree, and jump off. I can imagine the hollow feeling mother will have when she finds me out of bed in the morning. She’ll rush down stairs to father exclaiming. “I can’t find Mildred! Her clothes are in her room, but she isn’t there.” My father will probably tell her to look again; that’s what he usually says when she can’t find anything. When he is convinced that I’m not in the house he’ll feel nervous and go outside. There, under¬ neath the pine tree, he will find my broken body which will be all that is left of a once active child. They’ll call sister, and she’ll run out in one of those pretty kimonas she always wears, and try to wake me up. They’ll moan and sob when they see a note pinned on my nightgown saying, ‘‘You’ll never have another chance to send me from the table wfithout des¬ sert.” With a chuckle Mildred turned the page, and there written in large letters was, August 5, 1911. I overslept last night and didn’t wake up until one o’c lock so it was too late. Besides father brought me into the spa today and bought me a nice dish of ice-cream, because he said that sister’s boy friend ate my share. E. H. ’28. WHEN MY FLASHLIGHT PROVED ITS WORTH When I pause to consider the times my little flashlight has proved its worth, my heart palpitates, my head whirls, at their very number. I have to marvel at this little instrument, the small boy’s delight, the lover’s scourge, the ordinary human’s humble com¬ panion. With a perfect peace in my heart, a delightful calm over my soul, I, now, instead of picking the most THE PIONEER PAGE SEVEN glaring, spectacular incident, choose a different type, the least spectacular, but the most interesting, to illustrate its worth. This series of incidents occurred one night;—as flashlight episodes usually do,—a beautiful cold May evening, be¬ side a certain lake in the wilds of old New Hampshire. My two companions and I had journeyed there from the metropolis to paint a certain canoe. Since we arrived late and were influ¬ enced also by the beauties of a neigh¬ boring town, we decided to stay there and spend the night in the car. This decision was caused by our money, conspicuous only for its absence. So— Eleven o’clock came, the bedtime of all good children. Of course we went,— but not to bed. We went to a spot near the lake beside an old barn where our canoe rested, and settled in our bed,—or better, excuse for a bed—for a peaceful slumber. Thus far Mr. Flashlight has not had his rightful place in the narrative but now all is dark, not a light for miles around and wild animals are creeping from their dens and holes to enjoy their unearthly nocturnal play. About ten minutes after we became quiet,— that was for us, about five shifts from one sore stiff side to another, for an automobile as a bed is none too good,— we heard pat, pat; pat, pat; pat, pat; at, pat. Some animal was coming down to the lake to enjoy a cooling draught of lake water. Mr. Flashlight and his two twin brothers appear. Three doors silently open. Three shadows slip out, up into the woods toward the sound. At a clearing they stop. Upon a sign from a self-appointed leader three flash¬ lights open their bright, unblinking eyes. In the center of that clearing was a beautiful, big, fat black and white skunk. Score one for Mr. Flashlight. Three shadows disperse. Three lights blink out. All is quiet. (Episode two, one hour later) Gr-unk, —grunk,—grunk— some wild animal was trying to devour the old barn in which our precious canoe was resting. Grunk—grunk—grunk, grinding stac¬ cato notes of a wild animal orchestra’s bass drum. Three shadows slip out once more. Hands grasp for rocks, bricks, or stones. They approach said barn stealthily. Lights flash. Bricks fly. Said porky scurries away as fast as such a fat fellow could into the woods. Again three shadows return to bed. Mr. Porky, however, is persis¬ tent. He returns. So do the three shadows. Porky exits. This scene re¬ peats itself just three times, then porky gives it up for a bad job. We three again doze off. Next scene, domestic comedy. One hour later, two awake, one asleep,— snoring. The latter beside me. Fun was in the air. The sleeper was pinched, little response. The sleeper’s nose was held; only partial relief. Ah ! Mr. Flashlight enters. Up he rises be¬ fore the sleeper’s eyes. Blink once, blink twice, blink thrice. Snoring slows down.—stops. A sure cure for snoring. This makes three points scored for Mr. Flashlight. Next episode, one half hour later. All awake. A slight yelping and barking is heard in the distance. More ' (explorations of animal life for the shadows. Out they go into the woods to aforementioned clearing. Three shadows pause. Three lights blink on. Before our eyes was the most beautiful scene one could imagine. A whole family of silver foxes, two big and two little ones, were playing there; the little ones yelping and squealing in their puppy-like fashion. When the lights flashed on, the beautiful family looked up startled and blinked their shining eyes. For a whole minute, they stood staring at this strange wild ani¬ mal with three bright shining eyes. Then papa said, “Let’s go,” and off they went to find a more secure place to play. “Another score, Mr. Flashlight. Off to torture in that infernal car, once again. Next episode, just before dawn, the darkest part of the night. One on stage, I alone, just awakening from back-breaking slumber. Main ques¬ tion to be solved. “Where am I? PAGE EIGHT THE PIONEER Where are the others?” Out comes Mr. Flashlight, his one eye unblinkingly opened. One shadow slipped out. Also, one heart thumped violently. Up into the woods, around the barn to the doors it went. Ah! Mr. Flashlight takes grand slam, for there in the shadow of a bright freshly painted canoe, lighted by fast dim¬ ming flashlights, were my two missing shadows spattered with red paint and lying on some old carpets in deep slumber. “Ah, Mr. Flashlight, what would we do without you?” Arthur Moyer ’28. RBSB ►lAlU 1 What Others Think of Us “Blue Flame” Hopedale High The paper is attractive. The edi¬ torial department and the athletic department are very interesting. What We Think of Others “Tomahawk” Ferndale Union High, Cal. A fine cover. There are many inter¬ esting pictures. Your poem and news departments are great. Where are your stories? “Records” Winchester High Your stories are interesting and you have a lot of them.. “On Sunday Night Suppers” was especially good. The jokes gave many good laughs. The headings of your departments are very clever. “Blue and White” Methuen High There are many good jokes. Your essays are clever and well written. However, you need some poems and stories. “The Broadcaster” Junior High, Nashua, N. H. An interesting paper throughout. The clever cartoons and illustrations inter¬ ested me more than the other articles. I think it far better than many High School papers. Exchanges Acknowledged “The Blue Owl” Attleboro High School. “The Jabberwork” Girls Latin School, Boston, Mass. “The Aegis” Beverly High. “The Red and Black” Rogers High, Newport, R. I. “Lawrence High Bulletin” Lawrence High. “Burdett Lion” Burdett College. “High School Breeze” Somerset High. WHO CAN COMPLETE IT? From the “Reflector” Weymouth High School comes this modernized version of an old friend: Mrs. Davis—If I gave fourteen lines of Macbeth, would that be a sonnet? Halligan—It would be a miracle. THE PIONEER PAGE NINE BASKETBALL Under the direction of coach Taylor the basket-ball squad completed a very successful season by defeating the Proctor Academy quintet at Andover, N. H. Twenty most interesting games were played, twelve of which were vic¬ tories. The wins were over Rindge, Tech, Alumni, Beverly, Belmont (2), Stoneham, Swampscott, Wakefield (2), Lynn General Electric, Milton and Proctor Academy. The team suffered defeat at the hands of Medford (2), Winchester (2), Stoneham, Beverly, and Tufts Freshmen. The second team played a number of good games and show good material for next season’s varsity. Members of the squad are Weeks, Burns, Phillips, Dukelow, Horton, White, Halligan, Henchey, Canty, Sweetser, Sias, E. Merritt, O’Brien, Sullivan, T. Doucette, Low. BASEBALL A few warm days at the beginning of the month allowed the starting of a prospective baseball season. Under Coach Aldred’s authority the season began with a game with Wilmington on April 18. The first league game was played April 20th at Belmont. The rest of the schedule consists of: Reading at Swampscott April 24 Winthrop at Reading 26 Stoneham at Stoneham May 11 Winthrop at Winthrop 15 Lexington at Reading 18 Belmont at Reading 22 Lexington at Lexington 25 Stoneham at Reading 29 Wilmington at Reading June 5 Wakefield at Reading 8 THE ORIGIN OF BASEBALL The grand old American game of baseball, so-called because bases are the main factors involved, is believed to have developed from the ancient ball games of the Greeks and Romans. In early colonial days the American townspeople played a so-called game of “town ball” and later, such games as ”three-o’-cat” and “four-o’-cat” were indulged in, pastimes which are thought to be the direct forbears of American baseball. The first organized nine was that of the Knickerbocker Club of New York ‘City, formed in 1845. The first dia¬ gram of a diamond was planned by PAGE TEN THE PIONEER Abner Doubleday of New York State in 1839. In 1846, a group of players known as “The New York Nine” challenged and won over the Knickerbocker Club by twenty odd runs. From that time until the opening of the twentieth century, baseball as an organized institution saw a steady and complete development. In 1858, the National Association was formed in New York; in 1871, the National Association of professionals; and, lastly, the grand old National League in 1876. The game at this time grew im¬ mensely popular in both sandlot and collegiate circles, such teams as those of Harvard, Princeton, Dartmouth Yale, and Springfield being among the best college nines in the nation. In 1900 the American League came into existence as a rival for the National League in gaining the coveted World’s Championship through a series of games popularly known as “The World’s Series.’’ This series of games is staged annually, and thousands upon thousands of frenzied eager-eyed fans flock to the ball park, while countless thousands of others listen to the play- by-play report over the radio wires. A great many small leagues have been formed such as “The Suburban League,” “The Mystic Valley League,” “The Middlesex League” of which Reading High has long been a mem¬ ber. These schoolboy ball games have always filled the spring athletic program. Baseball is not perilous to athletes and many boys find a pleas¬ urable opportunity to demonstrate their skill by trying for positions on the nine. Baseball, being the only athletic game originating in the United States, is the one true sport for Americans. Many prominent men have said, “Every real American boy should like to play baseball.” J. W. Morton, Jr. The Sophomore Hop took place Jan. 27th in the High School Hall, which was very prettily decorated in Japanese style. The music by Billy Cowle’s “Melo- dians” was very satisfactory. We wish to thank the matrons, Mrs. Sussmann, Miss Kershaw, and Miss Hunt for their kind help in making this a successful dance. The committee: Franklin Burnham, chairman, Dorothy Wright, Francis Merritt, Marguerite Parker, Donald Sias, and Earline Austin proved to be good workers. During the intermission, the Sopho¬ mores varied the program a little by having Bill Willson, Jr. and Cy Weeks give a comical play. In addition, Miss Hazel Hach favored us with two toe dances. Another feature of the even¬ ing was an elimination dance which was won by Miss Anna Driver and Norton Prentiss. NEWS Friday, April 27th, the Senior Party will he given in the Junior High School Gymnasium. This event, lasting from eight o’clock to twelve o’clock, features Morey Pearl’s Famous Tent Orchestra. Given for the benefit of the Athletic Association, this dance promises to be “The Event” of the dancing season. For High School students, tickets only are needed but for out-of-school guests, invitations plus the tickets are re¬ quired. Admission is one dollar a couple or fifty cents a person. Come and have a good time. Don’t miss it. THE PIONEER PAGE ELEVEN Spring Fever At this time of year with the warm weather here No one feels much like working. I take home my English, Physics and Latin Certainly good intentions are not lack¬ ing. It is seven at night and all is well I’ve just started my studies when I hear a bell. At the door is a friend with his “Super Four” Who invites me to go on a sea-shore tour. My studies surely ought to be done, But, with the moon up, the stars bright, A ride pleases more than with Caesar to fight, My conscience avails me none. Early next morning home I come Tired and hungry, but I’ve had my fun. L. M. ’29. Who wants to know? Purchaser: What is the charge for this battery? Garageman: One and a half volts. Purchaser: Well, how much is that in American money? Brightness “Know anything about Shakespeare’s works ? “What kind of a factory is it?” (Exchange). Interested Workers Boss : What are you two guys doing walking up the stairs so slowly? 1st Laborer : We’re workin’! We’re carryin’ this desk upstairs. Boss : I don’t see any desk. 2nd Laborer: For de Lord’s sake, Pat, we forgot the desk! (Exchange) Beautiful But Dumb Mate (pointing to inscribed plate on deck) : And this is where our brave captain fell. Fair Young Thing: I don’t wonder, I almost tripped over it myself. (Exchange) It’s Cheaper Is Gunning a man you can trust ? That fellow? Say, he’s so crooked the wool he pulls over your eyes is half cotton. (Exchange) Zoo-ology The ancient History class was dis¬ cussing color-blindness when the fol¬ lowing incident occurred : Mr. Taylor: Now who can answer this? Is a Zebra a black animal with white stripes, or a white animal with black stripes? Miss Knight: It isn’t either. It’s a yellow animal with brown stripes. Mr. Taylor: Well,—it must have been a dirty one you saw. .«11111111111111111111 mi 111 ii mi ii i ii PAGE TWELVE THE PIONEER Fair and Warmer Mr. Halpin—(in geometry) : If you’re cold you’d better close the window. Parsons : Oh no. I’ll be warm in a minute. There’ll be enough hot air when the class starts reciting. A Heavy Grudge Mr. Halpin—(after blackboard ruler has just fallen down behind his back) : The next one who throws anything like that at me had better watch out. Original Mrs. Flower: Who was Antony? Skidmore : Heselton was,—the last time we read. Continued Performance Rastus : “Whah yo’ gwine?” Sambo: “Home.” Rastus : “Home ! Ah thought yo’ and yo’ missis had a ruckus dis mo’nin’.” Sambo : “Yeah—huh. But Ah done jes thought o’ somepin’ mo’ to say.” (Exchange) Safe Either Way Anxious Old Lady: “I say, my good man, is this boat going up or down?” Deckhand : “Well, she’s a leaky old tub, mum, so I shouldn’t wonder if she was going down. But then, again, her b’ilers aint none to good, so she might go up.” (Exchange) Nothing But the Truth Employer : “What was your former line of work?” Applicant: “I was an organist.” Employer : “And why did you give it up?” Applicant: “The monkey died.” (Exchange) Our Own Funnies Mut and Jeff—David Bowers and Frank Howard Pearl—Pearl Holmes Rosie—Lucille Ware Freddie the Shiek—Charlie Sweetser Mac—Albert Mussels Smitty—Lee Zwicker Harold Teen—Cy Weeks Lillums—Eunice Albee The man in the Brown (??) Derby— Malcolm Bredbury Boob McNutt—Billy Willson Desperate Ambrose—Ambrose Knowl- ton Spark Plug—Donald Johnson Joe and His Car—Joe Carter and Plis Car Gas Buggies—The Sunkist, The Purple Taxi and the Doodlebug 11 n mm ii ii 11 m i immmiimimmiiimiiimmimium i minimi mu nut i mi i iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimmiiiiiiiiimmmmiiimiiiimiii 11 m iiiiiiiiiiiimimmiimii mu imiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiuiiiimi “UMBRELLA SAM” I’ll tell you how a young fellow in school came to be called “Umbrella Sam.” At the school he was always trying to shield some one in some way. “Take care there!” he would say. “Next thing your ball will go through the window’, and then you’ll be pun¬ ished.” It was said on the school ground that Sam w r ould lie awake all night studying how to keep a play¬ mate from getting a whipping. I don’t know whether that was true, but I do know that he w’alked two blocks out of his way just to prevent little Kitty Gray from being scared by Butcher Adam’s fierce dog. “Ho!” Sam declared, “I’d just as lief go this w r ay every night.” “He’s keeping the storm off Jimmy,” said a boy one day, pointing to w’here Sam stood with his arms around the trembling little fellow, while big “Bully” Smouse stood over them shaking his fists and threatening. “He makes a pretty good umbrella,” said the teacher. “I should feel proud mmimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimmiiiiiiw THE PIONEER PAGE THIRTEEN if I could do as good service.” “Umbrella Sam.” D. B. ’28. And from that day he was called A COLD BATH BEFORE BREAKFAST It was a crisp, cold morning in Jan¬ uary. As I jumped from my bed, I felt unusually ambitious. “Guess I’ll take a cold dip,” I said half-aloud, and followed my words by opening wide the cold water faucet. The water flowed in torrents, and a drop splashed on me. Ooh, how cold it felt. I shivered, and my arms were all gooseflesh. “A little drop of innocent water shall not prevent me from my bath,” I said to myself. The tub was full. Now I would show how heroic I was. I put one foot over the edge of the tub and paused before dropping it into the water. Apprehen¬ sive chills crept up my back, but ignor¬ ing them I made a desperate attempt, and succeeded in putting one toe into the icy water. The toes of the other foot now were in the water. Slowly, hesitantly, my feet went deeper and deeper, and oh, how they ached! I could never take a dip in that icy water. I had decided to take it though, so I did. Holding my breath and gathering my courage I made ready to plunge in, when suddenly I slipped. Straight into the tub I went. I got out quicker than I went in. One cold dip in the winter would suffice for a lifetime. D. G. ’28. CLOCKS Have you ever been alone at night, and suddenly become conscious of the incessant ticking of the clock? It may have had a cheering effect on your lonesome spirit, or it may have jarred your nerves and made you want to heave the clock through the window. It is interesting to note the many different tones and moods the clocks and their varied tickings may show. The friendly Big Ben in the kitchen ticks away the long hours of the day, his black face shining in the sunlight. At night he stands guard, and gleams through the darkness with an eerie greenish light. The little ivory bedroom clock is a quiet sentinel, and, unnoticed because he lacks the magic power of giving light in darkness, ticks softly, yet reck¬ lessly, as the precious hours of sleep fly by. His face, when seen in the daylight, is a wee bit awry, because of a careless workman’s neglect. But it gives him a happy-go-lucky air, and makes him pleasant to look at, a relief from the monotonous straight¬ ness of the features of other clocks. In addition to these, there is the school electric clock, whose tick is dully mechanical, and dreadfully slow. The office clock is another slow clock, drearily ticking off the hours of work. But all ticks change sometimes, and even these guardians of the working hours hurry a little, and life goes along with a hop, skip, and jump. Then, when the time for work is over, and we leave to do pleasanter things, the clocks must go on ticking. Just imagine staying in one place, with but one thing to do, day after day and night after night, just tick, tick, tick! E. M. ’28. HAUNTED LIBRARIES I wandered into my library one day, and as I sat in my deep armchair by the fire, I looked around at the shelves filled with my friends, the books. Whether I dozed or not I do not re¬ member, but suddenly the room seemed peopled with characters of long ago. I saw Plato, the great Greek philoso- PAGE FOURTEEN THE PIONEER pher, teaching students in the Agora at Athens, and saw Socrates pass by, teaching some friend or pupil of his about his beliefs in after life. Then the scene changed and I saw Pericles, supervising the building of the Long Walls in Athens, just after the war with Sparta. As I watched entranced, the picture was gone, and I saw Greece in its last days. Then Rome took the stage, and Caesar came to view with his great political reforms and institutions. The years passed swiftly on as Rome was conquered by the Gauls and Germans. There was an intermission here, and I -wondered sleepily if this was due to the fact that some books were missing. I must get them I thought. Then I suddenly perceived Ivanhoe and King Richard fighting in the Holy War, and Ivanhoe finally winning the hand of the beautiful Rowena. Then George Washington entered and the battles of the Revoluton were fought again. Next the Civil War, with Lee, Sheridan, and Grant. Soon dark Spaniards and Cubans took their places, and the American army entered led by Dewey and others. I watched the battles and hardships as eagerly as I had read of them. The World War came next and I listened to General Pershing and Field-Marshall Foch as they talked over their plans, and saw ' our boys as they sat around their camp-fires at night. Just as quickly as it had begun, the scene changed back to times of peace and inventions. Breathlessly I watched Franklin, Morse, Fulton, Bell, and Edison working on their experiments. As I bent over Edison’s shoulder, w ' hile he held an electric bulb, he suddenly held it close to my face, and it went off wdth a loud bang! I leaped to my feet and stared at the four walls, lined wdth books, which surrounded me. It was only a falling log that had awak¬ ened me. As I looked around fondly on my book friends, I wondered how anyone could possibly dislike reading. Books had been my companions many a long rainy day, and if I should ever miss their dear, friendly covers and worn pages, I should feel lost indeed. A library, and especially a library haunted by ghost people, as mine is, is the most interesting thing a person can have. L. W. ’30. ATOMS Have you ever stood by a huge building, the Woolworth Building or the Washington Monument? Have you ever walked across any of the New York East River bridges and cal¬ culated how small you are as a unit of the world? To ourselves we are “quite the berries,” but do we matter to the world or even to our small circle of friends? One of the first times this idea was brought to my notice was in New r York. I had gone up to the top of one of the many big buildings. Looking into the street below, I could see a typical example of the city’s rush hour. Cars made their way up town; now and then to be tied in a traffic knot. Swarms of people reminding me of excited ants made their way to stores or restau¬ rants. Each and everyone of them no doubt thought of his own importance. Through Times Square thousands of people pass daily. The Woolworth Building houses enough people to populate Reading. In this great tide of humanity, one is just an atom. The next time I made note of our smallness w y as at the beach. I had walked halfway to the Point from the Coast Guard Station and wanted to get a good view of the place, so I climbed one of the high dunes. This was about fifty feet above the beach ending in a small table-like top. In back the nearest habitation was an author’s small shack ; ahead of me was the point. To the West lay the great marshes and to the East the Atlantic stretched to France. No one was within miles of me ; the only sound was the booming of a huge surf. Then I THE PIONEER PAGE FIFTEEN began to realize that small as I was compared to man built things, I was less than an atom to nature. I got a different feeling, though, I felt it was good to be even an atom and be able to see this world. Lately I’ve begun to wonder whether we, little we, make any difference in the world? When I boil down my thoughts on this it brings me to the idea : I am here, so I must be here for something. That is the prime motive to start religion, the desire to find what we are here for. I think, and history bears proof, that all we are here for is to make the world better in some way. Ghungis Khan and Alexander the Great are on a par as conquerors. We do not hear much of Ghungis Khan but we shall always hear of Alex¬ ander. Why? Because the former did nothing to help the world, but the latter did. Small as we are comparatively, we shall not have lived in vain if we do something to help the universe. T. F. ’30. WHY KEEP A CAT? No. 1929 (Johnson) Saturday, November 12, 1712. Cave felem domesticum cum unglibus acribus (Beware of the cat with sharp claws). One of the Magi. If thou shouldst ask me why one shouldst keep a cat, I might answer thee thus: A cat is not of much use, methinks, but they surely can drink milk. Me¬ thinks most cats need a cow of their own. The cat that I owneth is about six years old. He hath been with us since a kit. I boughteth him from a boy, who used to sit beside me in the elementary school, for a little more than a shilling (25c). Although now’ me wondereth where he excelleth the cat that thou canst buy for nothing. He neither drinketh w r ater, nor eateth vegetables. He wilst eat meat and fish, but he oft turneth up his nose at such favorite morsels. He loveth sour milk and prefereth it oft to sweet. He loveth to rub one’s legs, when he hath just cometh in out of the rain. If one doth not giveth him attention w’hen ' he wdsheth it, he wfilst biteth one’s leg to attract attention. He is very slow, for it taketh him a full three minutes to go through a doorw r ay when one holdeth the door for him. He also loveth to sit in one’s lap when one carveth the chicken, although he is seldom successful in doing this. I meaneth not to say that all cats are like this. Cats usually like to catch mice, this one doth not. Cats are useful in one respect at least, they killeth the mice which are pests, but oft mistake, perhaps, a bird for a mouse. They are lovable creatures and wilst oft singeth for hours, and allowed one to pat them. But look out for him when he w aggeth his tail. Now after all that above has been thought over, we may ask ourselves the original question, “Why keep a cat?” That may be answered, briefly, (1) To catcheth mice, (2) To drinketh milk, (3) To keepeth one company, (4) To scareth old maids by waltzing upon the piano, and (5) last but not least, to maketh themselves good target for some enraged sleeper, who doest not wisheth to listen to their serenade, entitled, “On the Back Fence in the Moonlight.” ADAMS COMPANY WOMEN’S AND CHILDREN’S FURNISHINGS READING G. H. ATKINSON CO. CHOICE FAMILY GROCERIES FINE TEAS AND COFFEES THE STORE WHERE QUALITY COUNTS ONE FRIEND TELLS ANOTHER MILLING AND JOBBING TELEPHONE CONNECTION E. B. CURRELL SON CARPENTERS BUILDERS Shop and Office 43 High Street Reading, Massachusetts JOHN ST. GARAGE Mose Parker Bert Field, Props. First Class Automobile Repairing MOTOR OILS AND GREASES 15 John St., Cor. Union Phone 25-J Residence 0948-W Our Advertisers are our main support, patronize them AUSTIN’S LUNCH READING SQUARE QUALITY NOT QUANTITY WELD’S DELICIOUS ICE CREAM Week Days—Open 5 a m. to a. m. Sundays—Holidays—Open 7 a. m. to a. m. R. A. Lufkin 190 Main Street CHOICE GROCERIES Butter—Eggs Fruit—Vegetables Your Satisfaction our Success SIMPKINS’ MARKET GEORGE CUMMINGS, Prop. Exclusive but not expensive Highest quality of Beef, Pork and Lamb—Choice Steaks Reading 0310 37 Haven St. SPECIAL TY SHOPPE 54 Haven St. Millinery Gowns Silk Hosiery and Lingerie Railroad Market A. C. Graupner, Sr. Choice Meats, Groceries and Provisions Tel. 1162 15 Haven St. Reading, Mass. Free Delivery CANDYLAND ICE CREAM and HOME MADE CANDIES READING SQUARE TORRE’S the richest ice cream IN READING ART SHOP Kodaks Supplies Novelties and Jewelry LENDING LIBRARY Cards for all occasions ROCKPORT FISH MARKET IF IT S WIMS WE 1IA VE IT McPherson daniel Tailor MERRICK’S PHARMACY The Best Ice Cream Soda in Reading Cynthia Sweets and Whitman Fine Candies Latest Records Compliments of CLAPP LEACH, Inc. “The Electric Store” The Electric Store foi Electric Goods Tel. 1200 Marigold Beauty Shoppe Mechanics Bank Building All Branches of Beauty Culture HAIR CUTTING A SPECIALTY ARTHUR J. FROTTEN, Prop. Steele Furniture Co. “on the square ’ READING “WATCH US GROW” THE SOFT WATER LAUNDRY Your clothes laundered in “Rain Soft Water” sweet and clean. READINGWET WASH LAUNDRY “The Laundry That Satisfies” Telephone Reading 0179-W Our Advertisers are our main support, patronize them A. J. WRIGHT TEL. READING 1179-M J. A. GRANT Open Evenings Sole Agents for LEOPOLD MORSE CLOTHING, Interwoven Socks, Merode Underwear Sole Agents for LAMSON HUBBARD HATS, Congress Shirts and Sweaters, Arrow Shirts and Collars, Carter Overalls and Pants AL WRIGHT’S MEN’S SHOP Corner Main and Haven Streets Reading, Mass. Only National Known Brands Sold Compliments of BROWNIE’S THE READING CHRONICLE THIS BOOK FROM OUR PRESS John H. Bates, Inc. Telephone 1150 - 0945 Corner of Haven and Linden Streets Reading Cadillac, LaSalle and Studebakers All New Models Now on Display Our Advertisers are our main support, patronize them Smith’s vSpa Opp. Reading Depot ICE CREAM CONFECTIONERY NORMAN HUNT ANTIQUES Bought and Sold 177 Main Street Reading, Mass. PERCY N. SWEETSER COAL LEONE F. QUMBY Real Estate and Insurance Office Phone 1050 — Residence Phone 0830 Instructor in Drumming Member Boston Real Estate Exchange Reading Board of Trade National Co-operative Realty Co. 34 Haven Street Reading, Mass. REALTOR Our Advertisers are our main support, patronize them IMfit MAM AtC. A OlAATOmce. MOUNTING HUfifiE CORNERS “The Best by Every Test” The NuAce Corner is an artistic device for holding prints, snapshots or post cards in albums or elsewhere. Place one on each corner of print, moisten, and press down. Print is easily removed, if desired. NuAce are very strong; glue is guaranteed. NuAce are now made in five colors: BLACK, WHITE, GREY, and SEPIA—100 to package; GOLD 60 to package. Only one style and size. Price 10c a package For sale where Photo Goods are sold and at the 5 and 10 Cent Stores Made only by ART ACE COMPANY 12 Gould Street The Reading Greenhouses Flowers for all Occasions Phone 0701 143 So. Main St. Established 1821 Tel. Reading 0071 CUMMINGS EXPRESS COMPANY J. E, FROST, Treas. and Mgr. Reading’s Best Equipped Furniture Movers THOSE DIMES ;■ ■ and nickels that go so easily should be working for you in a Mutual Savings Bank. Start a Savings Account Now Mechanics Savings Bank 195 Main Street Reading, Mass. Our Advertisers are our main support, patronize them We have a mast attractive proposition in ELECTRIC REFRIGERATION, featuring two cabi¬ nets by Leonard: ifSI MODEL 228—full porcelain lined, with exterior of quartered oak. MODEL 229 —full porcelain lined, with white porcelain exterior. v Both models equipped with dependable KELVINATOR ELEC TR1C REFRIGERATION units, which may be placed in the base¬ ment or in the lower compartment of the cabinet, as you wish. These are beautiful and efficient machines at an EXTREMELY REASONABLE PRICE. Free installation. Sales limited to stock on hand. See them at our show room in the Municipal Building. if MUNICIPAL LIGHT DEPT. Phone Reading 1340 Compliments of wiW ' ' R. TAYLOR MILK CO. Milk and Cream from near-by Farms Grade A—Our Specialty Best By Test A Trial Convinces Service and Quality Our Motto Tels. Crystal 1729-W—Melrose 3363—Malden 0393-R Consult your Insurance Agent as you would your Doctor. He knows the kind and amount of insurance you should carry. His policies protect you, your business, and your loved ones as the Doctor’s prescription does your health. It ' s Food for Thought Prentiss Parker Reading Office Boston Office Masonic Block 40 Broad Street Tel. Reading 0249 Tel. Main 7880 KERR’S CAEE MRS. ROSE KERR, Prop. READING, MASS. ■ Telephone 1199 Catering for all Occasions T establis YOU CO-OP 195 Mai 1 Equipped Our HE Co-operative Bank is a MassachusettsHlnstitution—orginated vlassa- ty of IF THE Aass. vice to _ I ' J2.QL f (3 l €LnT ■ -fl • . NORTHEASTERN UNIVERSITY THE SCHOOL OF BUSINESS ADMINISTRATION Co-operating with business firms, offers four year collegiate courses leading to the Bachelor’s degree of BUSINESS ADMINISTRATION m THE SCHOOL OF ENGINEERING In co-operation with engineering firms offers four year curriculums leading to the Batchelor’s degree in the following branches of engi¬ neering: CIVIL ENGINEERING CHEMICAL ENGINEERING ELECTRICAL ENGINEERING INDUSTRIAL ENGINEERING MECHANICAL ENGINEERING The Co-operative Plan of training enables the student to combine theory with practice and makes it possible for him to earn his tuition and a part of his other school expenses. Students admitted in either September or January may complete the scholastic year before the following September. For catalog or further information write to: NORTHEASTERN UNIVERSITY Milton J. Schlagenhauf, Director of Admissions BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS Five year program on co-operative plan on and after September 5 1929. BUSINESS MANAGEMENT or in ACCOUNTING FINANCE Quality Service Arlington Studio Jportraits of Distinction Class Photographer of 1927 394 Boylston St. Boston, Mass. Phone Kenmore 1519 Our Advertisers are our main support, patronize them HEADING PUBLIC LIBRARN Jl 111II1111111111 II III til IIIIIIIIII1111 III 1111 ILL 11II llll 11111111II111111111111II11111111111111111111111II11111II111111111111111II111II11111II1111111111111111II1111111111111111111111111111 It 111111111M1111111111IIIII11111111111111|1111III III 111111 III 11| |( 111II III || 111 jiititriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiifiiiii(iiiiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiif l iii l li l iMiiirii| l |f|||| l ||||||| l ||||||||M|||||||||||||| l | l |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||t| l |||||||||||||| l |||| l | i in mu mil ARTHUR MOYER ’28 VINCENT WHITNEY ’30 TRUESDALE FIFE ’30 Editor ELEANOR CRAFTS ’28 Assistant Editor FRANK HOWARD ’28 Editorial Editor NORTON PRENTISS ’29 News Editor LUCILLE CATE ’29 Joke Editor ALFRED KIMBALL ’28 Exchange Critic ESTHER MALONSON ’28 Poet Editor RAYE KELCH ’28 Athletic Editors J. WHITMAN MORTON ’28 ALICE HODSON ’28 Business Manager BOYD PARKER ’28 Asst. Business Manager WILLIAM CARTER Literary Editors FRANK HESELTON ’28 ISABELLE PARKER ’28 HOPE WILLIAMSON ’29 RUTH FROST ’29 WILMER YOUNG ’29 WALTER INGALLS ’30 THERON JOHNSON ’29 FACULTY ADVISORS ELIZABETH A. BATCHELDER HERMAN T. WHEELER FRANCES GREENHALGH LUKE HALPIN HONORARY MEMBER HELEN BEALS HONORS Explanation of Honor System Maximum Honors: 19 points of A; no mark below B. Honors: 10 points of A, 9 points of B ; no mark below B. Commendation: 19 points of B or better; no mark below C. Honor List—Mid-Year Maximum Honors: E. Malonson, Edith Pratt, E. Woods. Honors: D. Barns, E. Crafts, T. McClintock, D. Berle, E. Downs Edw. Herrick, G. Dyer, O. Spear. Commendation: R. Burhoe, S. Ham¬ den, F. Heselton, A. Hodson, C. Jones, E. Lindquist, M. Lindsay, Bernice Par¬ ker, I. Parker, R. Wilkinson, G. Curtis, C. Harvey, P. Holmes, T. Johnson, B. Knight, P. Starke, H. Williamson, A. Wilson, E. Allard, W. Burpee, L. Chamberlain, J. Cheyne, E. Cohen, C. T. Fife, M. Frost, K. Larrabee, Ernestine Merritt, A. Poole, V. Whit¬ ney. Honor List—First Quarter Maximum Honors: D. Barnes, E. Malonson, E. Pratt, E. Woods, G. Dyer. Honors: D. Babine, E. Crafts, F. Heselton, T. McClintock, F. Bangs, D. Berle, Edw. Herrick, M. Hilts, Ernestine Merritt. Commendation: G. Black, R. Bur¬ hoe, S. Harnden, C. Jones, M. Lindsay, E. Lindquist, A. Moyer, B. Parker, Boyd Parker, I. Parker, M. Carney, E. Downs, C. Harrow, T. Johnson, B. Knight, P. Starke, H. Williamson, A. Wilson, E. Allard, W. Burpee, L. Chamberlain, J. Cheyne, E. Cohen, P. Dooley, M. Frost, M. Greene, E. Jef¬ frey, K. Larrabee, A. Poole, V. Whitney. jiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiurimiimiiiimiiiiM GROUP OF READING HIGH SCHOOL STUDENTS THAT RECEIVED HONORS—FALL AND WINTER TERM •iimmiimiimmimiiimiiiiimiHimiiiiiiiiiiunnntm PAGE FOUR THE PIONEER SCHOOL PUBLICATIONS LEAGUE On Wednesday, January 25, 1928 a delegation from the Pioneer staff and the faculty advisors attended the joint meeting of the Southeastern Mass. School Publications League and the Eastern Mass. Junior High League at the Arlington High School. This invitation was extended to those schools in this section who were interested in the formation of an East¬ ern Massachusetts School Publication League. At a previous meeting called in December, seven schools were pres¬ ent but no action was taken. The meeting was held from four o’clock until nine-thirty. Each school registered and procured tags, supper tickets, and programs. At four-thirty, the Group or Departmental Meetings began. There were four of these groups, Executive Committee meeting, Editors, Business Managers, and Gen¬ eral meetings. At six o’clock supper was served in the Gymnasium. The orchestra of the Arlington Junior High West entertained at this time. At seven o’clock all adjourned to the Auditorium for the evening’s program. This was in joint charge of the two Presidents of the two Leagues, Senior and Junior High Schools. Reports were read of work accomplished in the departmental meetings. Then there were three speakers, Mr. Denis Mc¬ Carthy, poet, who spoke on “The Place of and Improvement of Poetry in School Magazines,” Mr. Robert Mason, Alumni Secretary, B. U., whose sub¬ ject was “The Business Management of a School Paper,” and Mr. Willard Delen of the Boston Globe who spoke on “The Function of an Editor of a School Paper.” Following these talks was a play given by the Arlington Junior High West. At nine-thirty taps were sung and the meeting adjourned. The delegates from Reading were Eleanor Crafts, Alice Hodson, Isabelle Parker, Boyd Parker, Walter Ingalls, and Vincent Whitney. Miss Batchel- der and Mr. Halpin were the faculty members. Those who attended the meeting saw the great progress that has been made in the Southeastern League. They re¬ alized the importance of such an organi¬ zation and the good it may do. The editors of the different schools get together and discuss their problems and exchange ideas concerning School Magazines and Papers. Such a league cannot help but be instructive and we sincerely hope a league will be formed in our section, for we are deeply inter¬ ested in the idea. When this league is formed, Reading will undoubtedly join, for we realize what a help this League may be —E. C. THE PIONEER PAGE FIVE TO THE “PARKER QUILL” The Pioneer at this time, extends to the staff of the new Junior High Paper, the “Parker Quill” its heartiest congratulations. The paper’s first ap¬ pearance has met with great success and wide approval. We feel sure that its future is bright and it will become one of the important organs of the school. Your first issue is very interesting. It is well balanced and in every way is on an equal plane with many a senior high school paper. Your print¬ ing staff too has done a fine job. We wish you every kind of success and we shall watch with interest the progress of your paper. —E. C. THE RADIO COMPASS The latest thing for a ship is the radio compass. This is used at a shore station to find the location of a ship that is sending out inquiries concern¬ ing its position. The compass consists of a common loop antenna that is set on a movable base. On the base are markings show¬ ing the direction of North, South, East, and West. This machine is connected to a powerful receiving set. Let us imagine that a ship is off Cape Cod in a fog and inquires for her bearing and location. The naval station at Charles¬ town, Mass., picks up the call and the radio man on duty turns the loop until he can hardly hear the ship’s signals. After looking at the dial to get the direction, he draws a line on a wall map in the same direction as that given by the compass. This done, he telephones the wire¬ less station on Sandy Hook and the one at Delaware breakwater. These two stations pick up the boat and get their own directions. This finished, they telephone back to Boston giving their directions, and the Boston opera¬ tor draws the other two lines on his map; the point of intersection is the spot where the ship is located. After that the Boston operator sends the ship its bearing and the boat steams on. This device is also used sometimes to find the location of a ship in dis¬ tress. Many lives have been saved by the radio-compass and experts say today that many more would have been saved from the Titanic or Lusi¬ tania if the idea had been perfected then. —Norton Prentiss ’29. MIIHMMMMMMMMIMMIM MIMMM MMMMMM MMMM M MMMM MMM M IMMIIIIIIIIIIII 11 IIII III! Mill IIIIMIIII Mill I Mil 111M Mil 111 III 11111II III I II III II III 11 ll Ml II111II III 111IIII111 IIIIIII 111 1 III! III Mil 11 II 1111 III IIII Mill 111 It I III) 11 III 11 III 111 II Mill llllr The Jabberwock, Girls’ Latin School, Boston. Dec. 1927. A scary name, but a very attractive magazine. Why not try for more originality in your joke column? The Noddler, East Boston High School. Dec. 1927. Good-looking cover. Some excellent poems. Variety. Only one thing missing—jokes. PAGE SIX THE PIONEER The Authentic, Stoneham High School. Dec. 1927. You have some excellent cuts. You certainly have a lot of languages included in your literary department—English, Irish, Spanish, French, Dutch (?)—not to mention Josh Billings! The Argus, Gardner High School. Dec. 1927. A live magazine! You have a new idea in your Classified List of Advertisers. And such a long list! That new High School looks great! The Enterprise, Memorial High School, Boston. Dec. 1927. A snappy magazine for an all-girl school. Some great stories, but not nearly so many jokes as there might be. The Go-Getter, Bliss College, Lew¬ iston, Me. Dec. 1927. Truth is stranger than fiction! Lots of well written news articles, but no stories. The Reflector, Woburn High School. Dec. 1927. Your fine editorials ought to bring you some good results. W. H. S. Recorder, Winchester High School. Dec. 1927. You have a simple but bright and extremely good- looking cover. The Dean Megaphone, Dean Acad¬ emy, Franklin, Mass. Nov. 1927. A magazine which shows a lot of care¬ ful preparation and hard work. The Red and Black, Rogers High School, Newport, R. I. Nov. 1927. Reading High School initials and colors on a fine magazine from “Little Rhody!” “Ye Oracle” and “Pat the Senior” are novel columns. School Life, Melrose High School. January issue.—M. H. S. welcomes the New Year with a peppy magazine. The cheery cherub New Year on the cover gives promise of being a “stout feller,” and typifies the magazine itself. The Pioneer wishes to acknowledge exchanges from the following: The Goldenrod, Quincy High School. The Punch Harder, Punchard High School, Andover The Blue and White, Methuen High School The Aegis, Beverly High School The Blue Moon, Chelmsford High School The Blue Flame, Hopedale High School The Somerset High School Breeze, Somerset, Mass. . ' • The Booster, Wakefield High School The Reflector, Weymouth High School The Shuttle, High School of Practical Arts, Boston. The Partridge, Duxbury High School L. H. S. Bulletin, Lawrence High School. The Red and Blue, Belmont High School Dover Tones, Dover High School Burdett Lion, Burdett College, Boston Tiger Tales, Orlando, Florida The School Life, Melrose High School Pioneers sent out in addition to exchanges mentioned: Kent’s Hill Breeze, Kent’s Hill Sem¬ inary High School Record, Newburyport, Mass. The Pilgrim, Plymouth High School The Beacon, Gloucester High School The Mirror, Waltham High School The Tomahawk, Ferndale, California What other schools say of us : The Editors of the Pioneer firmly believe that a school publication is the best method by which students may express their individuality. We might answer with that much abused phrase, “And how?” —The Enterprise, Memorial High School, Boston. We are glad to receive this paper from so near a neighbor of ours. The paper is well edited. Especially good among the stories were “My Lumber¬ man’s Haircut” and “Zinzendorf” for they both have touches of reality and humor that are very attractive. —The School Life, Melrose. THE PIONEER PAGE SEVEN riiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitiiiiimimiiiiiiiimiiiimiimiiiiiiimiimii 11 m 11111111:1111111111 • 1 1 1111111 11111111 n 1111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111 m 11 11111111111111111111 111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111,1 11111111111111 mi 11111111111111111111111111111111111111 111 it i m 11111111111 in 111111 ii n i in ii 11111111111111 ii i n 111111 ii 111 ii n 1111111111 n 11 11 1 1 1 11 1 1111111111111 11 1 11 1111111111 1 111 111 1111 111111 11111 1, 11 1 1 1,,,, 111 ,,,,, i f 11 1 m 1 1 1,!! 11,1 — His Hero A father sat thinking about his son, Who was playing near at hand, How he could make him a worthy boy And of service to his land. The boy, a wide-awake little lad Took interest in all that was new, He learned of the Dempsey and Tun- ney fight, And how far Lindbergh flew. The father took time and patience one day To tell him of heroes of old Of the valient men who fought in the fray And the searchers for fame and gold. He told about George Washington Who never, never, lied And also of the patriots Who fought until they died. He also showed how Lincoln Won freedom for the slaves And of the speech that won him fame Over heroes’ graves. The child sat silently thinking And looking mighty wise, For he was reading the paper Which he held before his eyes. The father questioned the eager child His hand upon his head, “Who is your hero, my little man?” “Jack Dempsey, Sir,” he said. —Marion Cottle. Latin Latin is the subject I’m going to write about It seems to me a mess Of words I can’t make out. The second day of school I heard the teacher say, Be sure to study hard The numerals today. Five cases hath each noun Of all the five declensions. Each verb belongs to one Of the four conjugations. Of all the verbs the worst, Are those irregular. Sum, esse, fui, is The worst I ever saw. Now this is all I’ll tell Of Latin for today. For Caesar is now dead, And there I’ll let him stay. -D. J. Sally Out far from shore sailed a red canoe, Tipped on the waves of the sea, And in it was a ’dorable doll Called Sally, not yet past three. Not e’en a paddle had she out there, Dangerously tilting in glee Was that so ’dorable helpless thing Called Sally, not yet past three. Dark skies frowned down on the monstrous waves Now black in the depths of that sea Which claimed that fair, so wonderful child Called Sally, not yet past three. But death was cheated so fair a gain, When, came to that uncalled plea Her dog, to that sweet, so ’dorable lass Called Sally, not yet past three. Down once she sank, down twice she sank, II 1 11IIII1111111111111 1 11111111111111111 11 11 II 1 1 1 ; PAGE EIGHT THE PIONEER And up for the third came she, When the dog clasped so priceless a bit, Called Sally, not yet past three. The dog he swam with all his strength, Now doubled to fight such a sea, And to save so small and tiny a child, Called Sally, not yet past three. At last he reached the welcome shore And trotting home met me, So that is how I know that lass, Called Sally, not yet past three. I took her to my house that day, And as long as I shall be, I’ll never forget that wonderful child, Called Sally, not yet past three. At last I took her to her home And far away from me, But I’ll always remember that smiling lass, Called Sally, not yet past three. K. Tolman. CRAMMING This exam is not so hard But just to me, my little pard, If before any exam, You, as always start to “cram,” You’ll find you’ll never pass that test, Even, though you try your best, So ’ware of cramming all your life, And you’ll come through the war and strife. —J. M., Jr. niiiiiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiii 1 1 1 1 11 1 1 11 1 1111 1 1 ii 1 11 11 111111 11 1 1111111 1 1 n ............. ii 1 1 111 1 1 111111 11 111111 1 1 1 1 1 11 ■ 111 1 1 1 1 11 1 111 1 11 111 111 11 1 1 11 1 1 ii 1 1 1 1 11 1 1 ii 11 11111 1 111 1 11 111 1 11 1 1 11 1 11111 1 111 11 1 1 ii 1 1 1 n 1 1 1 11 1 1 1 111 1111 1 1 111 11 111 1 1 1 1 1 1111 111 11 1 11111111 n 111111 l t( l ii 111111 n 1111M111111111111111111111111111111111111111 ii 1111 it 1111111M11 it i m 111111 ii 11111111 n 1111111111111111111111111111111111111111111 in 11111111111111111 ti .................................... r i r 11 r t r 1111 ii 111111111111111111111111111 (i ' ' SENIOR PLAY “The Amazons,” the Senior Play, was presented Friday and Saturday, January 13 and 14. The play was presented by an un¬ usually clever cast and was received by an enthusiastic and well pleased audience. The cast was showered, both literally and figuratively with bouquets. Miss Walker, the coach, and Miss Pratt, senior advisor, both deserve much credit for their work. The class also owes much to Mr. Boehm, and Miss Lahaise, who super¬ vised the planning and the painting of the scenery, which was made by the members of the class. The High School Orchestra played between the acts and both evenings and also after the Saturday night per¬ formance when the floor was cleared for dancing. Thelma McClintock and Eleanor Lovering had charge of the candy which was sold both evenings. In the cast Dorothy Chase was the eccentric Lady Castle Jordan. Alice Hodson made a handsome “big brother.” Mary Brennan was fine as a second “brother.” And Isabelle Parker was a perfect younger “brother.” Sara Harnden was a very strict “Sargent.” Boyd Parker and William Day gave us two decidedly different ideas of what to expect of an Englishman. Alfred Staeger, we must admit, was some Frenchman. Frank Heselton was a perfectly fine Rev. Minchin. Wilbur Sias made a fine gamekeeper, and Harold Henchey was a fine butler. Ralph Burhoe was convincingly ferocious as a poacher. Edwin Sanborn was very efficient as head usher, and he was ably assisted by the Junior girls who made attrac¬ tive ushers. Eugene Bronson was always on hand to secure properties. THE PIONEER PAGE NINE Kenneth Morrison, Grace Black, Dor¬ othy Heselton, Wilbur Sias, Dorothy Babine and Harold Boyle helped de¬ sign, paint, and set up the scenery which was necessary for the first and second acts. Eucile Ware, through the courtesy of her father, obtained all the wigs and costumes used, and she also helped the girls assemble their clothes. Billy Willson helped the boys get suitable outfits. Evelyn Holmes was prompter. Sidney Lassell was very efficient about the lighting. Dorothy Chase’s father was very kind in con¬ tributing his truck for any moving that was necessary. The cast went to the North Reading Sanatorium and North Reading Centre to repeat the play A. O. ’28. THE GLEE CLUB On Thursday evening, February 9, the Glee Club put on a very pleasing musical program. A special group of girls gave a musical play entitled “The Ladies Aid.” It was certainly interesting and amus¬ ing. The characters of this play were as follows: Alice Poole, Alberta O’Brien, Mary Brennan, Beulah Mun- roe, Barbara Merrill, Elsie Noyes, Martha Lane, Jeanette Cheyne, Doris Turner, Dorothy Babine, Ida Monahan, Viola Martin, Esther Surrette and Anna Glaeser. A “double male-quartet” also sang two or three selections which won great applause. The double male quartet was made up of Richard Ches- ley, F. Woodward Lewis, Alfred Kim¬ ball, Albert Mussells, Gilbert Soule, Malcolm Weeks, Frank Heselton and Charles Sweetser. The entire Glee Club, accompanied by the orchestra, sang four numbers, (1) Daybreak, (2) Forest Dance, (3) Sing, Smile, Sleep and (4) Greetings to Spring, which apparently “made quite a hit.” Also the orchestra played two num¬ bers after which followed a saxaphone solo by Harold Henchy and a trumpet trio by Robert Heselton, Eugene Bron¬ son and Charles Harris. SCENERY MAKING I wonder how many of us realize how much time and work it took, and how much fun it was to produce the scenery for the Senior play. First we bought eight large pieces of Cellotex. Then glue-sizing was put on to hold the paint later. There were trees drawn on this Cellotex and they were redrawn many times. Then came the painting. There was about every color imaginable bought and mixed. First a coating of light green was put in the trees as a base for the other colors. We then proceeded to put on a darker green paint for leaves and bushes. Brown paint was used for tree trunks. Then came the finishing colors. These were very difficult and they may look like a da b here and there, but there is much more than just “dabs” to it. The colors are placed in such a way and places so as to make shadows, dark spots and light spots. Then the outlines of trees were all cut out and propped up by boards and pieces of other scenery were also painted green. When all was finished, the new scenery was put on the stage and different lighting effects were tried. A large spot light was placed in the front of the stage so as to make sun. This was done by having a large piece PAGE TEN THE PIONEER of yellow cloth put in front of the spot light. To represent darkness, a blue light was used. From the many compliments that were heard after the play, we gather that our scenery was a great success and I’m sure that our time was well spent. D. H. ’28. MECHANICS IN R. H. S. The boys of Mr. Wheeler’s agri¬ cultural division have taken on a new line of work, in the form of mechanics. The boys start from Mr. Wheeler’s room at 10.30 o’clock for Dickinson’s garage. When they arrive, their over¬ alls are donned, and the lesson begins. Ford motors is the line of work they are now on, and the name of every part is printed in the brain of each mechanic. Transmissions have been worked upon and put together. Each boy has had a chance to take up bearings. The students have all learned tw o ways to time a Ford car. Ford coils have been repaired and trouble found in ailing cars. Generators and starters have been overhauled by some and will be by all. Ford rear ends will be the next line of work to be undertaken. The stu¬ dent takes the rear end from a car, takes off the wheels, sets the differen¬ tial on the stand and opens the hous¬ ing, after having removed the drive shaft. The internal differential is then before them. The boys have a very good teacher in Mr. Orrie Dickinson. He is a master mechanic and knows how to make boys understand. All the boys are working hard and trying to learn. Some learn by making very bad mistakes. None will ever make a mistake of the same kind again. All of the class will get some paint¬ ing as well as repairing to do, and they will have a very able teacher, Mr. Norman Dickinson. Mr. Wheeler is helping the boys and is able to take Mr. Dickinson’s place at any time as instructor. Both teachers hope for some able mechanics to show for their work by June. —W. M. JUNIOR PROM The class of ’29 held the annual Junior Prom on Friday, December 16. It was held at the High School hall, which was appropriately decorated with evergreen and holly. The light in the center had a large white lantern shade with the numbers ’29 in red. Over the doors were small shades repeating the idea. The stage was very prettily fixed with Christmas trees covered with different colored lights. Here Ray McKittereck’s orchestra played. David Bowers, president of the class, opened the dance. Everyone followed, first greeting the matrons, Mrs. Adden, Mrs. Sussman, and Mrs. Carter. There was a moonlight dance, when all the lights were off except the large one in the center and the lights on the trees. This lighting was very effective. The elimination dance was won by Buff Partlow, and his partner, Mildred Archer. Buff is a ’26 man. At midnight the brightly lighted hall was again transformed into a soft moonlight scene, and the orchestra played that well-known melody, “Home Sweet Home.” D. K. ’29. THE PIONEER PAGE ELEVEN Miss Grace Scott gave a very inter¬ esting and inspiring talk, “Upholding the Morals of American Womanhood.” She was in France at the time of the war and gave us some very interesting material drawn from her war experi¬ ence. She spoke especially of the necessity of self-respect. The Ameri¬ can men look up to their women and it is up to the women of today to keep up their good standards. —J. A. C. ’30. “DEBATE” On Wednesday evening, Dec. 13, 1927, Reading High School Hall was completely packed by an appreciative audience to approve an entertainment sponsored by the League of Women Voters of Reading. The feature of the evening was a debate given by selected members of the Senior History Classes. The High School Orchestra, led by Kenneth Henchey ’28, rendered many splendid selections. Solos sung by Miss Viola Martin, added much to the success of the entertainment. Mr. Rudolph Sussman, Principal, introduced the presiding officer, Mrs. Percy N. Sweetser. The question for debate was as follows: Resolved: That the direct primary is the best method of nom¬ inating officials. The affirmative was upheld by: Ralph Burhoe, Evelyn Holmes, Dor¬ othy Barnes, Capt. Frank Heselton, alt. The negative was comprised of: Florence Estabrook, Whitman Morton, Capt. Gilbert Soule and Alice Hodson, alt. The affirmative proved that the direct primary was efficient to both the candidate and the voter, while the negative not only proved that the method was inefficient, but produced a “better nominating system.” Both sides were well organized, and the presentation of arguments was hugely appreciated by an responsive audience. After much difficulty, the judges de¬ clared the affirmative the winners. Much credit is due to Mr. Taylor, for his work in coaching this debate. The organization of the issues cer¬ tainly proved that the coach spent a lot of his valuable time, to make the entertainment a great success. —G. M. S. ’28. “FIAT LUX” On Friday, the closing day of school before the Christmas vacation, a play was given in the assembly hall under the direction of Mr. Sussmann. The play was “Fiat Lux”—“Let There Be Light.” The plot was that Azariah, impersonated by William Score, had lost by death a wife and two children, a boy and a lame girl. His son had been killed in war. Before his beloved ones had died, Azariah had believed in God. That faith had been shattered when he was left alone in the world. The minister, Ambrose, acted by Leslie McAuley, tried to renew Azariah’s faith. On Christmas Eve, Azariah had a dream, in which his daughter Nellie (Jeannette Cheyne) and his soldier son (George Playdon) came back to him. This vision re¬ newed his faith in God, and he admitted the carolers into his home. The waits were Francis Merritt, Franklin Burn¬ ham, Allan Temple, Barbara Knight, Evelie Irving, Virginia Tucker, Dor¬ othy Berle, Helen Remick, Alice Hod- son, Katherine Tolman, Evelyn Rem¬ ick, Florence Estabrook, and Ida Cope¬ land, Isabelle Parker. —L. C. ’30. PAGE TWELVE JUNIOR WOMAN ' S CLUB THE PIONEER At the January meeting, the mem¬ bers of the club enjoyed a very pleas¬ ing talk given by Mrs. Philip H. Tirrell. Her subject was “Lands Across the Sea.” Her talk was accompanied by lantern pictures. The Good Health Committee, headed by Mrs. White, served delicious re¬ freshments in return for our help at Christmas time. The Christmas party, given by the Junior Women’s Club was held in Rotary Hall, December 20, 1927. This party was for the benefit of the poor children of Reading. After singing carols, Santa Claus, alias Ruth Frost, gave out the gifts which were donated by the members. The children seemed to enjoy everything especially the re¬ freshments served by the Good Health Committee of Reading. Friday, December 9, 1927, the Junior Woman’s Club members were the guests of the Senior Women’s Club. Our president, Lucille Ware, gave a short address expressing our appreciation of all the Senior Club has done for us. Miss Maude H. Benjamin, reader, then presented “Leah Kleschna,” which was greatly enjoyed for Miss Benjamin’s interpretation was very fine. —D. Cummings. DOMESTIC SCIENCE The cooking girls have accomplished much in their line of work. They have put up many kinds of vegetables which looked very nice. They have been taught to make bread, and they have had a lesson in candy mixing. This week they are studying cake making. As for social activities, they had the honor of serving dinner to the Mer- rimac Valley Superintendent’s Round table. The cooking class was divided: one half waited on tables and the other half cooked the dinner. The affair was successful. —Barbara Merrill ’29 —Dorothy Clements ’29 ;iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii 4 iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitimimiiimiiiit imimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiifiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiimiimiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiv iiii i iiiii iiii i it it Min i ii ii ii 111111 it i in 11 ii ii i it in i ini i it 1111 it 111111 ii 11111 ii i in 11 nil i) 1111111111111111 it 11111111 it 11 ii 1111 ii 1111111 mi i it it 11111111 it H i it 11 in 11 in 111111 mi ii in mini in i iiimi ii i ii it mu 1111111 niiini m 11 him i n n i mi tiiit A CLIMPSE OF A COMMON AIRDALE’S DIARY Friday—Came in tonight after having a slight skirmish with a cowardly skunk. Somehow or other my master objected to my entering the house, so he locked me into the shed. Later he came in with soap and water and pro¬ ceeded to give me a thorough bath. Queer, isn’t it? Saturday—What wonderful luck ! But first you must be bored with my pre¬ vious history. At the age of two I went through Dogum’s Academy with the mutual consent of my parents. On College they disagreed, so I attended two months at Yale’s Medical Dept, for Distemper at the command of my the pioneer pop, and two months, the full course, at Harvard s Military Training School, at the wish of my mop. After so much education I had a mind of my own, therefore I went through Dartmouth’s Physical Culture College, graduated with the 13th degree of Killin’ Cats! Now to get to the point. You see I’m a finely educated man with very high social standing, so I was appointed Garbage Pail Police Inspector for Route 3! Ain’t life grand? Sunday—Took up my new duty today. Most interesting! Chewed leather all the morning to arouse by slumbering appetite. It proved most delightful and successful. Picked up my dinner in Jones’ Backyard Restaurant. The bones were fine. Very mild. Monday—Today, to my great joy, I discovered that my first wisdom tooth had come through. That’s what leather does for you! To celebrate the great event, I took Princess Lindy Colley to the Tempsey-Dunney fight. It was simply grand! Dunney has the most marvelous jaws for fighting. Anyhow, PAGE THIRTEEN I m glad he won, for I bet two bones on him, to three of Laddie’s! Tuesday—Of all fool things! Master took me to the veterinary and had my eyes examined! As if my eyes weren’t better than his. He didn’t even see that his stockings were lopping over his shoes. The doc filled my eyes with some bosh that made him look like a jellyfish to me. He also gave some prescription to master, which I promptly deposited in Garbage Pail, No. 9, when home. Wednesday—What a disgrace to my 13th degree of Killin’ Cats! Had a fight with one of the dratted animals and she nearly scratched my eyes out, say nothing of relieving me of several pounds of fur and flesh. Guess I’ll need some of that eye stuff after all. Such is life! Sincerely yours per Caesar Horatius Murphy —K. Tolman ’29. ■OUR LATEST FEATS There have been hikes and hikes and hikes, but it isn’t reasonable to believe that there ever was one equal to the hike taken by the Junior Class, in the not long ago. How could there have been? Do real things ever equal the marvelous events experienced through the imagination. Starting out directly after school closed one sunny day, we went down a long beautiful street. As the party began to get Noyes-y we were request¬ ed to Albee quiet. We met many people who were Cummings and Cowing. As it was in May, we passed under many apple-blossom Bowers. After walking a half hour, we came to a bridge and standing near the entrance was. a Tolman. After much Adden and sub¬ tracting we decided to pay him five cents per capita, all except the Scott-ch in the party, who paid two and a half. Later on Miss Remick was encountered by her Young sister, and so had to Carter along. Once we heard McAuley exclaim, “How the sun Burns !”—,but he was quickly reminded by Prentiss that we should not Cate-er to our ups and Downs. And so we trudged on. The hike was almost too much for Miss Fowler, for she was Nodding so often that we almost had to Driver! To break the monotony of walking Miss Martin suggested that there be races between the boys. Dukelow and Playdon were the first to go out for championship. Miss Precourt kept Score. We think that Playdon would have Beaton had it not been that Miss Riley, acting as goal post, was badly frightened by a Berle Brown Kerr. But he was quickly banished from view PAGE FOURTEEN THE PIONEER by a brave classmate named Horton. Passing a Barber shop, we were sur¬ prised to see other classmates of ours. On the waiting list were Hiss Haley, Miss Tucker and Miss Copeland.. They had the most impatient look upon their faces, for in the only two chairs were Johnson and Benjamin. To show her skill, Miss Williamson shot a Crowe with a little shot gun which she carried for protection. As of course the party could not last forever, and out of Curtis-y to our class adviser, Mr. Halpin, who looked fatigued, and as Knight was closing in about us, we decided to return to our Holmes. Thus ended a perfect day. —Violet M. Richardson. THE TOLL OF DEVIL’S REEF Devil’s Reef had well earned its name. It was the most dangerous shoal off the Newfoundland Coast. A score of ships had met disaster on its treacherous rocks. The supersititious fisher-folk of the coast believed that the reef belonged to the Devil him¬ self, and that every ship wrecked there was claimed by him. Two years ago a lighted buoy was placed over the danger spot, and at night the bell could be clearly heard on the mainland, a quarter of a mile distant. When the little red light first sent its beam across the water, the fisher-folk shook their heads and said that something was bound to happen. The Devil would never stand for such interference. Jim Sturdy, the keeper of a small lighthouse on the shore, had been placed in charge of the light and never had he neglected his duty. During the two years not once had the light been out. The winter of the second year of the light’s existence had been bad for storms, but the small red light and the clanging bell of the buoy had warned ships from Devil’s Reef and thus far, no wreck had occurred. It was late afternoon toward the end of February. The morning had been clear and cold, but in the early after¬ noon clouds had begun to gather, and by half past four a terrific gale was blowing from the northeast. The winter night fell early, and, as the darkness closed in, the sea rose in fury. As was his custom, Jim Sturdy looked out to see that the light on the buoy was burning brightly. To his surprise and dismay there was no light. It was almost dark, and the light should show up clearly. The sea was steadily becoming rougher and the wind blew violently. Such a night! It was the worst storm of the winter. And no light on Devil’s Reef. Jim knew that every moment was precious. It would soon be too dark to see the buoy, and that beacon had to be lighted! Swiftly he made his preparations; he placed a tank of oil in the small motor boat which he in¬ tended to use, and making sure that he had a good strong rope and plenty of matches, he started to launch the boat. All this had taken place in a very short time, but Jim lost time when he tried to launch the motor boat. The huge breakers dashed the staunch little craft back on the shore countless times. Finally, however, came a lull in the storm and Jim got out beyond the breakers and headed for the reef. Huge waves dashed over the little boat, and several times it escaped capsizing by the merest good luck. After what seemed eons, Jim saw the dim outline of the buoy on his left. With difficulty he managed to bring the boat close to the buoy. He lashed the launch tightly to it and started to work. It was very dark so he had difficulty in seeing what he was doing, but occasionally a flash of lightning showed him clearly his surroundings. THE PIONEER PAGE FIFTEEN A man with a faint heart would have lighting up. Light after light was been rendered terror-stricken had he seen what those flashes revealed to Jim Sturdy. Devil’s Reef was showing its teeth that night, and the white foam dashed high. The roar of the sea was deafening. However Jim was not faint-hearted. One thing, however, set his heart to beating frantically. Glancing up he saw the lights of what appeared to be a large passenger vessel. The ship was perilously near at hand. Luckily, she was not making great headway in the enormous billows, so there might be time to avert the impending dis¬ aster. He had no little difficulty in filling the lamp, but finally this was accomplished. Then came the task of blown out, and Jim began to fear that he would not be able to complete his task. He worked frantically, and at last the wick caught. The Devil ' s Reef Light sent out a warning beam across the turbulent waters. As if in angry protest, the huge waves hurled themselves against the beacon. The Devil had been robbed of his prey. They waited late that night at the lighthouse, but Jim did not return. A party went in search of the missing man. Lashed to the bouy they found the fragments of a small motor launch. The Devil had been robbed of his prey, but Jim Sturdy had paid toll. —H. P. W. “NANCY MOORE’S TRIALS” “Oh, oh, oh! I never was so humili¬ ated in all my life ! You can’t imagine what happened!” cried Nancy Moore in a tremulous voice, after rushing hurriedly into her home, slamming her school books on a table, and then flinging herself on the parlor couch. A plainly audible, “Gee whiz” escaped from her brother whose brow was deeply wrinkled as if he were puzzled. He was evidently engaged in some homework which required deep con¬ centration. The disturbed girl continued in a somewhat broken way, “I’m glad I have manners, anyway, even if some ignorant boys haven’t! I think boys are the most disgusting individuals who ever stood on two feet!” At this vigorous point of her tale she buried her face in the downy pilows of the sofa and went on in a muffled tone, “Someday (sniff) when I am somebody in this cruel world (sniff) I’ll see that that brute gets his share ! The brazen creature! I’ll teach him to stick his big hoofs out into the aisle when someone comes along! Oh, I bet I looked so foolish (sniff) sprawled out in the aisle and (sniff) everybody (sniff) laughing at me!” Somewhat relieved in having related the unfortu¬ nate accident to her brother, she lifted her head from the pillow and with a soulful expression on her tearful face went on. “Ah ! If I were only a boy I would be ia living expression of courtesy, a second Sir Walter Raleigh, I would be divine, superb, yet ever humble—” “Aw, dry up, can’t you, sis! How do you think a fella can get that ‘feelin’ for language,’ if his sister conies in with a tale of woe about what she’d be if she were a boy ! I, for one, am not interested!” —B. K. THE PIED PIPER’S RETURN Horatius strode forth, clad in a an egg and left the trade mark all the shining suit of cast tin. What a sight! way down his front. Yea, what a sight! He had just eaten “Barbara! Barbara!” he shouted. PAGE SIXTEEN THE PIONEER “Come here at once.” “Yes, sir,” answered the timid voice of Miss Frietchie. “Where’s Ben?” growled Horatius. “Ben who?” came the delicate voice. “Now who do you suppose I want?” “Well, I do not think I know. I see you’re friendly with Ben Hur, Ben Franklin, and Ben Zoil.” “Beg pardon then, gray-haired. Send in Ben Franklin.” Thus did Miss Frietchie pick herself up and prance out the door, powdering her nose as she went. Exactly three minutes passed. He know it was three minutes for he looked at his sand glass egg timer. His patience was drifting far away. At last he could stand it no longer. He stamped his heavy boots on the floor until the walls shook. The household parasites were thrown into a panic. The rats crept into a corner and could be seen praying. The three blind mice, in their flight, ran too near the angered man’s feet and one mouse had his whiskers stepped on. How cruel of Horatius to do such a thing. However, the raging man knew nothing of it. The rodents were all relieved when the Pied Piper stepped into the room. “Sir,” stated Horatius, “what do you mean by entering my apartment with¬ out being announced? Why didn’t Rosco, the servant, see you, anyway?” “Pardon, sir, pardon,” begged the Pied Piper, “mistakes will be mistakes, but I am after my next collection of rats. My job was so well done that I am asked to rid more rats. Watch the things skip out of their homes and follow me when I play this.” With this the piper blew his flute loudly. Out marched fifty rats, all in army formation. Their leader gave a command whereupon they all turned toward the Pied Piper and shouted, “Banana Oil,” and retreated. “You fake,” roared Horatius. “Get out.” “No ‘but’ about it.” With this he took the piper by the collar and heaved him out the door. As the unfortunate thing was descend¬ ing the aged and warped stairs in agony, a cry arose from the foot of the passage. One more bump and the piper was at the bottom. Horatius rushed to the head of the stairway. “What’s the trouble?” he shouted. “Just a minute and I’ll be right up to explain all,” answered a voice which Horatius recognized as that of his policeman friend, Miles Standish. Five minutes later Horatius, Miles Standish, and the Pied Piper were sitting in the apartment upstairs. Ben Franklin rushed in with Bar¬ bara Frietchie by his side. “What is the trouble?” questioned Franklin. “The policeman w-ill explain,” answered Horatius, “ I’ll see you alone later.” “Now let’s get down to business,” broke in Mr. Standish. “I’ve been chasing this thing because he is charged with taking a crowd of child¬ ren off to a mountain with him in his last flight with the rats.” “Why, I never heard of that!” answered Horatius in amazement. “Oh, you were at the bridge at the time.” “I see,—that accounts for all.” “Just a minute,” broke in Franklin, “who is this man?” “I’m surprised at you, Ben,” said Horatius, “ this is the Pied Piper.” “W-w-why, I thought he was in Europe.” “He was, but he smuggled himself over here with the rest of the rats on the boat. He was-” The conversation was broken up by a loud knock on the door. Horatius opened it and four men in pure white suits entered. “Sorry to disturb you, sir, but that man there is an inmate of the dan¬ gerous ward in the city asylum,” “But—but.” fcitiiiiiiimiiiiimiiittiiiiiiiiiHii THE PIONEER PAGE SEVENTEEN stated the leader. The crowd was taken back in amazement “Hmmm! You flat tire!” roared Horatius in anger. Miles Standish gave the Pied Piper over reluctantly as he hung his head iiitiimiiiiiifiiiitiiimiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiritiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiimiitiiiiimtimiiimiiiiimmiiiiiiitiiiiiiii in silence, and slowly walked out. Ben Franklin smiled whimsically and sauntered to a seat for the after-con¬ ference. Miss Frietchie got sentimental as she unfurled the stars and stripes, and cried “But spare your country’s flag.” —Walter Ingalls. ' ' I.mi.......it.iimmi. GIRLS’ BASKETBALL Our Baskeioall Captain The season started off with a bang. In the first place we used the new gym, and secondly we won from Stoneham, 21-14 with Ebo McClintock and Lois Cheney as high scorers. The second game was not so good. We played Malden at Malden and the score was not worth repeating. However our team came out on top against our old rivals, Belmont, 27-13. This game was played in a bandbox. Watertown, a new opponent this year, ran up a score of 49 to our 20, pulling down our reputation. We came back at Malden on our own floor in an exciting game result¬ ing in 21-16 our favor, Ellie Riley surely has “got on” to chasing Betty Alex¬ ander, and she cramped her style. Stoneham, on their own floor, was easier than at home. We had a victory of 33-14. Winchester however was too much for us in the last quarter. Up to that time the game was tied. Final score was 30-24. Our next game will be a return game with Belmont, Friday, February 17, Winchester will be played again March 2 . This completes our session unless plans for a game with Gardner formu¬ late. The first team members are : R. F. Thelma McClintock L. F. Lois Cheney J. C. Alice Hodson S. C. Phil Gray—Gladys Burns R. G. Eunice Albee—Doris Brown L. G. Elinor Riley A word should be said for our guards. With the exception of a few inches, they are all that is to be desired. The back is made up for by their wonder¬ ful jumping power. The second team has not nost a game at home or abroad. The mem¬ bers of the second team are : R. F. V. Tucker L. F. Hope Williamson Eva Anderson J. C. Virginia Nodding Delma Turner Mary Connelly S. C. Evelyn Benjamin Lucile Cate L. G. Evelie Irving Ruth Stevens R. G. Katherine Doherty A. H. Tmiiiimiiiiiiiiiiitiiimminiitr PAGE EIGHTEEN THE PIONEER READING HIGH BASKETBALL Our Football Capt. and Star Forward Reading has thus far had a fair record on the court this year. With Cy Weeks, the captain, and Coach Taylor at the helm once again, the local quintet has a record of nine wins and five setbacks. In the opening game of the season at the fine gymnasium of the new Junior High School which Reading will occupy as the home floor in the future instead of the old gym, the locals had little trouble trouncing Rindge Tech, 25-15. Moores starred for Rindge, while Phillips scored the most points for the orange and black. In the next encounter, Reading won a neat victory over the alumni, 23-19. Cottle and Phillips were the team high scorers for the evening. For the third battle on the local court, Reading added another to her string of wins, by setting back Beverly, 23-15. Reading got away to a poor start, the visitors leading, 9-3, at the end of the 1st quarter. However, with Dukelow and others playing superbly they rushed forth to win by a big mar¬ gin. Reading got her first setback in the fourth local game, when Milton man¬ aged to ,nose the locals out, 24-20. Reading caged more baskets from the floor than Milton, but was poor on foul shots, getting three out of nineteen tries, while Milton caged eleven out of thirteen shots. At the first visiting game at Belmont, Reading nosed out the latter by 13-11. The decision was in the balance most of the game, the lead alternating from one side to the other, Reading getting the final counter. A crowded and small gym kept the score close, Reading being unaccustomed to the size of the floor of play. At Stoneham, Reading dashed to brilliant victory over the locals, 29-24. Dukelow played another whirlwind game, Griffin of Stoneham scored twenty of his team’s twenty-four tallies. At the local gym a superb and older team of boys from Medford, defeated the orange and black, 26-15. Medford’s all-round team play was brilliant. Burns, Reading guard did a good job trying to put Wells, star forward for the visitors, out of the picture as far as scoring is concerned, and anyone that can check that fellow for keeps, is a mighty good guard. Again, at Reading, Winchester got the edge on, Taylor’s pupils, 22-20. It was a close affair all the way. At the end of the third period, Reading led 16-14. With four and one-half minutes to go in the last period, Read¬ ing tied it at 18-18, but Winchester gave a spurt and clinched victory. In the next encounter, Reading had little trouble subduing the visiting team, Swampscott, by a score of 20-8. At Wakefield, Reading squeezed out a victory over their old-time rivals, 17-14. Cadigan of Wakefield played a whale of a game throughout. In by far the most brilliant, exciting, and interesting game of the season, Reading defeated the Lynn General Electric apprentices by 22-21, at the Reading court. This game was origi¬ nally scheduled with Stoneham, but Lynn made it as fine a game of bas¬ ketball as could be seen. Weeks and his mates did remarkably well con¬ sidering the fact that Lynn had a good •iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiminiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiimiiiiiiiiui mi mm THE PIONEER PAGE NINETEEN many former high school stars. Winchester again defeated Reading, at the former’s home court, 28-21, and put Reading practically out of the running for the championship of the league. At Beverly, Reading received her worst defeat by a score of 41-22. In the last 2 minutes of play, however, Beverly scored seven points. Reading won over Belmont, 14-11, at Reading last week. —J. W. Morton, Jr. From the Exchanges Irate Teacher (to cowering pupil)— If I had a brain, I’d use it. Pupils—Ha, ha- Hee—No one seems to laugh at my jokes. Haw—You might buy a mule. The Seniors’ Theory: Eat, drink, and be merry, for to¬ morrow we graduate. A Classroom Formula M = y 2 d. t. Mischief—one half hour detention. Whatever trouble Adam had No one in days of yore Could say when he had told a joke “I’ve heard that one before.” Originals Mr. Halpin—Did you ever hear a loon over water? Burhoe—Yes, they sound like crazy men. Mr. Halpin—They sound more like crazy women. The answer to the question in the Current Events test was: ‘Chile’. A would-be humorist asked, “Miss W., if I can’t spell Chile, can I write cold?” A Senior girl writes for a position : “I feal perfectly qualified for the position. If the manager is verry buisy now, may I make an engagement to see the manger at 3.00 Monday? First Soph—“A miracle happened yesterday.” Second ditto—“What happened?” First Soph—“I broke a plate and Mrs. Mingo didn’t appear.” I nominate for the hall of fame, the gentleman who figured out pi (3.1416592) to the ninety-sixth place. Originals Exchange Angry Parent—“How did you happen to fight with Willie?” Son—“Well Sir, I did exactly what Coolidge would do; he hit me, and-- Angry Parent—“What has that to do with Coolidge?” Son—“I did not choose to run.” ADAMS COMPANY WOMENS AND CHILDREN’S FURNISHINGS READING G. H. ATKINSON CO. CHOICE FAMILY GROCERIES FINE TEAS AND COFFEES THE STORE WHERE QUALITY [COUNTS ONE FRIEND TELLS ANOTHER MILLING AND JOBBING TELEPHONE CONNECTION E. B. CURRELL SON CARPENTERS BUILDERS Shop and Office 43 High Street Reading, Massachusetts JOHN ST. GARAGE Mose Parker Bert Field, Props. First Class Automobile Repairing MOTOR OILS AND GREASES 15 John St., Cor. Union Phone 25-J Residence 0948-W Our Advertisers are our main support, patronize them AUSTIN’S LUNCH READING SQUARE QUALITY NOT QUANTITY WELD ' S DELICIOUS ICE CREAM Week Days—Open 5 a. m. to a m. Sundays—Holidays—Open 7 a. m. to a. m. R. A. Lufkin SPECIALTY 190 Main Street SHOPPE CHOICE GROCERIES 54 Haven St. Butter—Eggs Fruit—Vegetables Millinery Gowns Your Satisfaction our Success Silk Hosiery and Lingerie SIMPKINS’ MARKET GEORGE CUMMINGS, Prop. Exclusive but not expensive Highest quality of Beef, Pork and Lamb—Choice Steaks Reading 0310 37 tfaven St. Railroad Market A. C. Graupner, Sr. Choice Meats, Groceries and Provisions Tel. 1162 15 Haven St. Reading, Mass. Free Delivery CANDYLAND ICE CREAM and TORRE’S TRY OUR HOME HOME MADE CANDIES MADE CHOCOLATES READING SQUARE 60c POUND Our Advertisers are our main support, patronize them ART SHOF Kodaks Supplies Novelties and Jewelry LENDING LIBRARY Cards for all occasions y l v ROCKPORT FISH MARKET IF IT SWIMS WE HA VE IT McPherson daniel Tailor Steele Furniture Co. “on the square” READING “WATCH US GROW” Compliments of EDWARD G. QUINLAN COUNCELLOR AT LAW Compliments of CLAPP LEACH, Inc. “The Electric Store” The Electric Store foi Electric Goods Tel. 1200 Marigold Beauty Shoppe Mechanics Bank Building All Branches of Beauty Culture HAIR CUTTING A SPECIALTY ARTHUR J. FROTTEN, Prop. THE SOFT WATER LAUNDRY Your clothes laundered in “Rain Soft Water” sweet and clean. readincTwet WASH LAUNDRY “The Laundry That Satisfies” Telephone Reading 0179-W Our Advertisers are our main support, patronize them AL WRIGHT’S MEN’S SHOP Corner Main and Haven Sts., Reading, Mass. AGENTS FOR LEOPOLD MORSE CLOTHING Our contribution to the graduation class of 1928. A 16-oz. Blue Serge or Unfinished Worsted suit in single or double breasted collegiate models $33.50. FREE with every suit a pair of $7.50 White Flannel Trousers. We are headquarters for graduation outfits. “IF IT’S AT WRIGHT’S IT MUST BE RIGHT” THE READING CHRONICLE THIS BOOK FROM OUR PRESS John H. Bates, Inc. Telephone 1150 - 0945 Corner of Haven and Linden Streets Reading Cadillac, LaSalle and Studebakers All New Models Now on Display Our Advertisers are our main support, patronize them Smith’s Spa Opp. Reading Depot ICE CREAM CONFECTIONERY NORMAN HUNT ANTIQUES Bought and Sold 177 Main Street Reading, Mass. PERCY N. SWEETSER COAL LEONE F. QUIMBY Real Estate and Insurance Office Phone 1050 — Residence Phone 0830 Instructor in Drumming Member Boston Real Estate Exchange Reading Board of Trade National Co-operative Realty Co. 34 Haven Street Reading, Mass. REALTOR Oar Advertisers are our main support, patronize them tiuot hakkueo. A uiPAiorncE. MOUNTING CORNERS 1HACE “The Best by Every Test The NuAce Corner is an artistic device for holding prints, snapshots or post cards in albums or elsewhere. Place one on each corner of print, moisten, and press down. Print is easily removed, if desired. NuAce are very strong; glue is guaranteed. NuAce are now made in five colors: BLACK, WHITE, GREY, and SEPIA—100 to package; GOLD 60 to package. Only one style and size. Price 10c a package For sale where Photo Goods are sold and at the 5 and 10 Cent Stores Made only by ART ACE COMPANY 12 Gould Street 7 he Reading Greenhouses Flowers for all Occasions Phone 0701 143 So. Main St. Established 1821 Tel. Reading 0071 CUMMINGS EXPRESS COMPANY J. E. FROST, Treas. and Mgr. Reading’s Best Equipped Furniture Movers THOSE DIMES and nickels that go so easily should be working for you in a Mutual Savings Bank. Start a Savings Account Now Mechanics Savings Bank 195 Main Street Reading, Mass. Our Advertisers are our main support, patronize them READING PUBLIC U8RARY v : r : ' ' I i)EA : • ■■ _■ £ a J tA q tviAj (3 1 1 4 iy 1 4 t5 !-v� a: i5«y lvs - t-vsvj i.v� y i L ‘h ET us bring you up to date on information about modern Electric Cooking and Water Heating. The electric range has been developed to a point where it is now most efficient, convenient and economical. We feel justified in assur¬ ing you that the modem electric range is unsurpassed as a cooking device and has many points of advantage which cannot be adapted to other methods of cooking. Electric water heaters provide a safe, speedy and convenient means of obtaining hot water in any quantity at any hour of the day or night. Their rapidly increasing use gives proof of their popularity. On both these household necessities we are offering special prices, which include full installation, ' during April, May and June. Your request for full information will receive our prompt attention, without the slightest obligation to you, of course. MUNICIPAL LIGHT DEPT. Phone Reading 1340 Compliments of R. TAYLOR MILK CO. m Ht JS u Milk and Cream from near-by Farms Grade A—Our Specialty Best By Test A Trial Convinces Service and Quality Our Motto Tels. Crystal 1729-W—Melrose 3363—Malden 0393-R SYlf yci rTgvi rTSvi r g?1 tysvi rTsv tva i r svi t ?i r7g i f7g i r svi r?4tvi rfsri r?� ?i rv ?] irav; bvi r? r: ry i sunn Property of THE READING PUBLIC LIBRARY Reading Massachusetts L 3 ' 7 1.4-4-C ' - A VO vA « - r CL, 1 fig rps n 5 ☆ ia§ei LI THE fPIONEERf SENIOR NUMBER rrpHE pioneer desires to express the spirit of the school and encourage worthy enterprises and activities. This particular number, recording as it does the history and accomplishments of the year, is respectfully dedicated to the SENIORS. Published by the pupils of READING HIGH SCHOOL 1928 iyi Me FACULTY MR. SAFFORD SUPERINTENDENT Mr. Sussmann Principal Mrs. Mingo Sec. to Supt. Miss Hunt School Com. Clerk Mrs. Tilton Principal’s Secretary Mr. . Aldred Baseball and Football Coach, Boys’ Gym, Mathematics Miss Batchelder Commercial English, Office Training Mrv Boehm Mech. Drawing, Manual Training M iss Buckley Typewriting Mrs. Davis College English Miss Drury Bookkeeping Miss Dunning English, German, Mathematics Mrs. Flower English Page Two Miss Greenhalgh Mr. Halpin Miss Kershaw Miss Lahaise Miss Nelson Mr. Pope Miss Pratt Typewriting Shorthand Mathematics French, Latin Drawing Com. Geog., Girls’ Gym Chemistry, Physics French Mr. Shea Eng. German 1st quarter Mrs. Sussmann Latin Mr. Taylor History, Basketball Coach Mr. Wheeler Agriculture Miss Wright History, Biology Mr. Woods Music Director HI FT : - .•♦WOO - ' ' ■ . PIONEER STAFF 1st row—P. Parker. W. Young, F. Heselton, E. Crafts (Editor), L. Cate, E. Albee, L. Me- Auley, W. Ingalls, F. Howard, V. Whitney. 2nd row—W. Morton, H. Williamson, E. Malonson, I. Parker, K. Tolman, T. Fife, F. Merritt, A. Kimball. 3rd row—H. Hill, R. Frost. B. Parker (Business Manager), L. Chamberlain, T. Johnson (Editor), B. Knight. Back row—N. Prentiss, A. Moyer FACULTY ADVKOkS ELIZABETH BATCHELDER HERMON T. WHEELER FRANCES GREENHALGH LUKE HALPIN, Business Advisor HE members of the Pioneer Staff wish to acknowledge at this time the loyalty of the student subscribers, the contributors, and the kindness of the advertisers. We hope that all Reading High School students will patronize these local merchants who have helped financially to make a successful paper. Page Three SENIORS ' He fjee u r ' f cr OFFICERS President . Malcolm Weeks Vice-President . Richard Pomfret Secretary . Lucille Ware Treasurer . Isabelle Parker Class Advisor . Miss Marian T. Pratt Excerpts From Honor Parts VALEDICTORY—THE LADDER Tonight we the graduates of the class of 1928 are about to go forth into the world to win success and happiness. We are standing at the foot of that long ladder of success.— “Young ambition’s ladder, Where to the climber upward turns his face.” We are about to begin that long upward climb toward the shining goal of success far above. As I think of this ladder the picture rises in my mind of a long ladder somewhat like the ladder of Jack’s vision, that stretches far beyond the clouds. The last rung that the eye can see is marked SUCCESS. What is success? What does the word mean? Does it mean fame, wealth, or character or power? Does success mean different things to different people? If so, we want to find out what is the highest type of success. It is indeed true that success has different meanings for different types of people. To some the ladder is long and the climb hard. Some set high goals that are only reached by dint of perseverance and hard toil. Others are not willing to make the struggle and so satisfy themselves with lesser goals. However as you climb the ladder and near the rung marked “SUCCESS,” you see to your surprise that the ladder stretches far beyond. If there is something beyond success, what is it? E. Crafts ’28. Page Four ; f A | ; 1 ' •• -i ' : ■ : S: 1 ’ !fVj ■! • : :? SALUTATORY Women have been a part of the business world since 1880 or there¬ abouts, and there has been a great deal of discussion as to whether their successes have contributed materially to commerce. Articles have been written setting forth the great faults of women in business, and other articles pro¬ claiming women as the real geniuses of the world. The question is, “Are they or are they not successes? Will they be successes?” In the coming years the girl we now call a “flapper” will take her place in the world. She shows traits which should bring her success. She has the directness and swiftness needed to speed up and simplify methods; she has the greatly desired femininity which sets her apart from men. Today girls are learning to understand and to co-operate with their fellow women by studying psychology, and by mingling with all types of girls at the many summer camps. They learn to save and spend wisely. Almost every girl who earns money or has an allowance has a systematic method of distributing her expenses. This experience, though slight, gives her the chance to understand the cost of living and economic conditions of the world. Because of their youth and buoyancy, girls will not spend all their energy on their jobs, nor will they take them too seriously. They will lose, through business associations, some of the boldness and bravado they now carry, and take responsibility upon their firm young shoulders. They will strike off the binding conventions that have no place in the life of the new woman, and in doing so will clear the way for a mutual and equal feeling of respect between themselves and the business man. Once the business man and woman thoroughly know and understand each other, there will he no antagonism, no imitation, just friendly rivalry. There is no real sex equality yet, but it is coming, and when it comes womanhood will have bridged the gap between herself and success. Will she succeed? I think so 1 Esther Malonson. Page Six PRESENT DAY FOES OF DEMOCRACY Just ten years ago we were engaged in the greatest war the world has ever known. The United States and all the other Allies entered this war to make the world safe for those who believed in Democracy. Altho Democracy was the apparent victor, she is being attacked more vigorously than ever and from opposite extremes. On one hand, we have the Russian Bolshevism, advocated and taught by the followers of Lenin. Reactionary to Bolshevism is the Italian Bourmonism or Fascism led by Mussolini, the dictator of Italy. In the United States of America, Democracy is now being threatened by those under the influence of Red propaganda, and by those who see only the superficial gloss of Mussolini’s regime. The question to be considered is whether the Democracy in these United States is to yield to or overcome the ■destructive influences of Russian Bolshevism and Italian Bourbonism. Boyd Parker, Faculty Honor. LOUIS PASTEUR It is a wholesome practice to pause for a few moments in the hurly-burly of modern life, and pass in review the careers of those who have made the world what it is. And few men have contributed so much to the existing fabric of civilization as the gentle scientist born one hundred and six years ago. Pasteur’s name belongs to the same class as that of Galileo, Newton, and Darwin. His mind was one of those few supremely original minds that have given direction to human life, that touch the daily existence of millions of living things. Remove his thoughts, discoveries, researches, and the world would be such a different place, that it would be almost impossible to recognize it. Most authorities recognize Pasteur’s career as one of the greatest fairy tales of science. His aphorism: “It is characteristic of Science and Progress that they continually open new fields to our vision,” is indicative of his own life work. Medical men the world over have paid homage to him as the man whose discoveries have proved to be the basis of modern medicine, however he was not a medical man, but the “symbol of French science.” Leaving College with the mark mediocre in chemistry, Louis Pasteur so applied the science of chemistry, and so utilized the chemical laboratory that he changed the theories and practices of the entire medical profession. Perhaps one of the greatest services of the patient son of the tanner of Dole, France, was to show the inter-relation of all science. But Pasteur belongs not to the bacteriologists, not to the medical men, not even to adoring France : he belongs to humanity for all time. Isabelle Parker, Class Honor. Page Seven A SENIOR’S SURVEY Education has always been and will always be a most important factor in life. Without it our democracy would be impossible, our present degree of civilization unrealized. And yet it has not always been so highly developed as we now find it. In the first days of our country’s development education took place in the home, the log cabin in the woods. The children gathered around the fireplace for light,—listening perhaps to wolves howling in the neighboring forests, and puzzled out the words of the Bible with the tender help of their pioneer mother. Then in later days came the first public schools. How familiar to our fathers or grandfathers is the little red schoolhouse on the hill, where they as barefoot boys, trooped in under the rigid rule of the old-fashioned schoolmarm to learn, “Readin’, writin’, and ’rithmetic, taught by the rule of the hick’ry stick!” How we would dislike to be trans¬ ported into those ages! Now, however, young America is taught in wonderful institutions fitted out perfectly in every respect. Countless millions are spent annually for its benefit. Self-sacrificing men spend lifetimes in studying its problems and teaching it self-government. Soon, when we have passed beyond this stage of life, we shall look back amazed at our own unappreciativeness in those days of wonderful oppor¬ tunity. And then we shall realize that to these institutions supported by the generous tax payers, and to the specialists in education are due past benefits, present successes and future triumphs. A. Moyer ' 30. THE NEW WALTER S. PARKER JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL Page Eight ACTIVITIES MIRIAM BLOOD—Ambition: To be smart in English. Field Day ’27, Glee Club ’28, Junior Woman’s Club ’24, ’25, Memorial Day Chorus ’27, Motto Committee ’28, Operetta ’28. HAROLD NICKERSON BO ' iLE—Ambition: To be executive head of a large corporation. Chairman of the Constitution Committee, Chairman of Publicity Committee of Senior Play, Gym Exhibition ’25, Head Usher at the Operetta, Manager of Basketball ’28, Pinafore Scenery, Posters ’25, ’26, ’27, ’28, Rotary Club Scenery, Senior Play Scenery, Traffic Squad ’28, Usher of the Senior Dance. DORIS BROWN—Ambition: Private Secretary. A. A. Collector ’28, Class Basketball ’25, ’26, ’27, ’28, Varsity Basketball ’27, ’28, Hockey ’25, ’26, Candy Committee Senior Play ’28, Junior Woman’s Club ’25, ’26, ’27, ’28, Memorial Day Chorus ’27, Office Work ’28. DOROTHY CHASE—“Dot” Theodore—Ambition: Designer. Chairman Christmas Party Committee J. W. Club ’27, Glee Club ’28, Glee Club Musical, Junior Woman’s Club ’25, ’28, Memorial Day ’27, Operetta ’28, Senior Play ’28. LOIS CHENEY—“Lo”—Ambition: To be a singing teacher. A. A. Collector ’28, Class Basketball ’25, ’26, ’27, ’28, Field Day ’27, Hockey ’25, Junior Woman’s Club ’26, ’27, ’28, Junior Woman’s Club Treasurer, Memorial Day Chorus, Office Work ’28, Second Teami Captain ’26, ’27, Senior Ticket Committee, Varsity Basketball ’27, ’28. ELEANOR B. CRAFTS—“Ellie”—Ambition: To see the world. Class Basketball ’25, ’26, Class Hockey ’25, ’26, Capt. Hockey Team ’25, Class Secretary and Treasurer ’24, ’25, Constitution Committee ’27, Field Day Exhibition ’26, Delegate to School Publications League Meetings ’28, Pioneer ’25, ’26, ’27, ’28, Editor-in-Chief ’28, Junior Woman’s Club ’25, ’26, ’27, ’28, Junior-Senior Reception Committee ’27, Publicity Com¬ mittee Senior Play ’28, Senior Woman’s Club ’28 Honorary Membership, Sophomore Hop Committtee ’26, Prize Essay ’28, Varsity Hockey ’24, ’25, ’26, Valedictory. FLORENCE ESTABROOK—“Flossie”—Ambition: To be a nurse. Glee Club Concert, Operetta, Basletball Manager ’28, Asst. Basketball Manager ’27, Hockey ’26, Class Basketball ’26, Debate ’27, Junior-Senior Reception Com. ’27, Property Com. ’28 Senior Play, Memorial Day Chorus, Christmas Play ’27, Field Day Exhibition. DORIS GLEASON—“Dot”—Amb tion: To bo able to read shorthand notes. Class Basketball ’25, Class Hockey ’25, ’27, Varsity Hockey ’27, Office Work ’27, ’28, Publicity Committee Senior Play ’28, Junior Woman’s Club ’27, Field Day ’27. PHYLLIS GRAY—“Fhil. Tillie”—Ambition: To act my age. Class Basketball ’25, ’26, ’27, ’28, Varsity Basketball ’27, ’28, Class Hockey ’25, ’26, ’27, Christmas Card Committee ’27, Senior Dance Committee ’28, Glee C.ub ”27, ’28, Operetta, (principal) “Peggy and the Pirate,” ’28, Glee Club Concert ’28, Field Day Exhibition ’26, ’27. EDWARD FRANCIS HALLIGAN—“Blondy”—Ambition: Write an epic posm for Mrs. Sussmann. Class Basketball ’25, Capt. Class Basketball ’26, Varsity Basketball ’27, ’28, Soph. Hop Committee, Junior Prom Committee, Traffic Squad, Senior Play Committee, A. A. Collector ’27, Class Track. Page Nine SARA GOULD HARNDEN—“Say”—Ambition: To make the “Good Maxwell” 20 over 45. Class Basketball ’25, Class Hockey ’24, ’25, ’26, Varsity Hockey ’24, ’25, ’26, Junior Woman’s Club ’26, ’27, ’28, Senior Play ’28, Constitution Com¬ mittee ’28, Memorial Day Chorus ’27, Field Day Exhibition ’26, Orchestra ’25, ’26, ’28, (’Cellist), Operetta ’28, Teachers’ Club-Cabaret ’27, Glee Club Concert ’28, Delegate to meeting of State Federation of Junior Woman’s Clubs ’28. HAROLD LAURENCE HENCHEY—“Hench”—Ambition: To be little “Rudy” Wiedaft, America’s premier saxophonist. Orchestra ’26, ’27, ’28, Glee Club Concert ’28, “Peggy and the Pirate” ’28, Vice-President R. H. S. Orchestral Club, Constitution Committee ’27, Chairman Junior-Senior Reception Committee, Traffic Squad ’26, ’27, ’28, Radio Club ’26, ’27, Teachers’ Club Concert ’28, Senior Pla y, Decorator Soph. Dance ’26, Decorator Prom. ’27. KENNETH WILLIAM HENCHEY—“Ken”—Ambition: To displace Paul Whitemann. Orchestra ’25, ’26, ’27, ’28, Baseball ’26, Class Basketball ’25, Second Team ’27, Varsity Basketball ’27, ’28, Traffic Squad ’26, ’27, Head of Traffic ’27, ’28, Sophomore Hop ’26, Senior Party ’28, Teachers’ Club Concert ’28, President Orchestra Club ’28. FRANK RICHMOND HESELTON—“Pike,” “Hezzie”—Ambition: To grad¬ uate from Tech and become a successful architect. Tormentor Board ’25, ’26, A. A. Collector ’26, ’27, Memorial Day Chorus ’27, Debating Team ’27, History Class Debate ’27, Football Manager ’27, Football ’27, Pioneer Board ’27, ’28, Glee Club 27, ’28, Male Quartet ’28, Operetta ’28, Senior Play ’28, Reception Committee ’28, Author of Football Song ’27, Field Day ’26, ’27. ALICE V. HODSON—“Al” (Noel)—Ambition: To live and learn. Vice President ’25, Class Basketball ’25, ’26, ’27, ’28, Varsity Basketball ’26, ’27, ’28, Hockey ’26, ’27, Tennis Tournament 27, Field Day Exhibition, Sophomore Relay Team ’26, Junior Relay Team ’27, Candidate for All-Bos¬ ton Public School Hockey Team ’27, Debate ’27, Glee Club Musicale ’28, President Glee Club ’28, Ring Committee ’27, ’28, Play Committee ’27, Senior Play ’28, Pioneer Staff ’27, ’28, Athletic Collector ’26, Cabaret ’28, Class Elections ’28. ELEANOR LOVERING— 1 “Elide”— Ambition: Sail, Sail, and Sail. Class Basketball ’25, Class Hockey Team; ’26, Basketball Varsity ’26, Gym Exhibition ’26, Glee Club ’27, Junior Woman’s Club ’24, ’25, Chairman Candy Committee ’28, Memorial Day ’27, Field Day Exhibition ’27, Glee Club Musicale, Athletic Collector ’26. THELMA McCLINTOCK—“Abo”—Ambition: To act my age. Secretary-Treasurer ’27, Senior Play Committee ’28, Tennis ’25, Captain ’26-’27, Varsity Basketball ’26, ’27, Captain ’28, Class Basketball ’25, ’26, ’27, ’28, Class Hockey ’25, ’26, ’27, Glee Club, Athletic Collector ’28, Memorial Day Choxus, Field Day Chorus, Field Day Relay Team, Elected Junior Girl. ANGUS McLEOD—“Gus”—Ambition: To make $1,000,000. Class Basketball ’24, ’25, ’27, Varsity Basketball, Second Team, ’28, Varsity Football ’26, ’27, Traffic Squad ’27, ’28, Varsity Baseball ’28, Ring Com¬ mittee ’28, Scenery Committee Senior Play ’28. VIRGINIA NODDING—“Gidge”—Ambition: Get into Kindergarten School. Junior Woman’s Club ’25, ’26, ’28, Class Basketball ’26, Varsity Basketball ’28, Athletic Collector ’27, Pioneer Collector ’28, Gym Exhibition ’27. Page Ten BOYD HARRISON PARKER—“Moze”—Ambition: To graduate from Dart¬ mouth in ’32. Pioneer: Literary Editor ’26, Business Manager ’27, ’28, Senior Play ’28, Junior-Senior Reception Committee ’27, Constitutional Committee ’28, Baseball ’27, Class Basketball ’26, ’27, Second Team ’28, Traffic Squad ’26, ’27, Pioneer Delegate to Arlington ’28, Faculty Honor. ISABELLE GOULD PARKER—“Is,” “Izzy”—Ambition: To get that feeling for languages and flair of poetic genius. Class Treasurer ’28, Class Basketball ’25, ’28, Class Hockey ’24, ’25, ’26, Varsity Hockey ’24, ’25, ’26, Junior Woman’s Club ’26, ’27, ’28, Pioneer Board ’28, Pioneer Delegate to School Publication League ’28, Delegate to the meeting of the State Federation of Junior Woman’s Clubs ’28, Junior Prom. Committee ’27, Field Day Exhibition ’26, Sophomore Relay Team ’26, Memorial Day Chorus, Candidate for All-Boston Honorary Public School Hockey Team ’27, Christmas Play ’27, Senior Play ’28, Class Honor ’28. GILBERT ML SOULE—“Bill”, “Capt.” “Ben”, “Gil”.—Ambition: To out¬ talk Bossy Gillis. Tormentor ’25, Christmas Play Committee 25, Sophomore Hop Committee ’25, Junior Prom ’26, Junior-Senior Reception ’27, Senior Party Committee ’28, Senior Play Tickets ’28, Glee Club ’27, ’28, Pioneer Collector ’27, ’28, Traffic Squad ’27, ’28, Debating Club ’25, ’26, ’27, ’28, Class Basketball ’27, Double Male Quartet ’28, Operetta ’28, Christmas Card Committee ’27, Football Squad ’25, ’26, ’27. RUTH STEVENS—Ambition: Anything different. Class Hockey ’25, Varsity Hockey ’26, ’27, Class Basketball ’25, ’26, Varsity Basketball 28, Junior Woman’s Club ’25, ’26, ’27, ’28, Senior Play Com- mitttee, A. A. Collector, Field Day Exhibition ’26, ’27, Relay Race ’27, Office Work ’27. CHARLES NEWHALL SWEETSER—“Charlie”—Ambition: To be a successful coal dealer. Soph. Hop Committee, Pioneer Collector, Double Male Quartet, Prop. Com. of Senior Play (Chairman), Class Basketball ’25-’26, Second Team Basketball ’27, Second Team Basketball and Varsity Basketball ’28, Class Track Meet ’27, Junior Prom Committee ’27. LUCILLE WARE—“Lu”, “Lucy”—Ambition: To be a costume designer. Vice-President of Class ’25, Usher at. Graduation ’25, Athletic Exhibition ’26, ’27, Class Basketball ’25, ’26, Junior Woman’s Club ’24, ’25, ’26, Vice- President 27, President ’28, Graduation Chorus ’ 26 , Junior Prom. Commit¬ tee ’27, A. A. Dance Committee ’27, Teachers’,Cabaret ’27, Secretary of Class ’28, Costume Committee (Chairman) ’28, Pioneer Collector ’28, Operetta Cast ’28, Posters, Delegate to meeting of State Federation of Woman’s Clubs ’26, ’28, Special Chorus. MALCOLM E. WEEKS—“Si”—Ambition: To wash windows on an open car. Class Basketball ’25, ’26, Tormentor ’26, Debating Club ’25, ’26, Varsity Football ’26, ’27, Soph. Hop Committee ’26, Basketball Second Team ’26, Varsity Basketball ’27, ’28, Operetta ’28, Traffic Squad: ’27, ’28, Class Track ’27, Double Male Quartet ’28, Junior-Senior Reception ’27, President of Class ’26, ’27, Senior Party ’28, Pioneer ’26. ANNA WILLIAMS—“Jerry”—Ambition: Writer. Junior Woman’s Club ’26, ’27, ’28, Gym Exhibition ’27, Class Basketball ’25, ’26, Junior Woman’s Club Press Correspondent, Office Work ’27, Junior Woman’s Club Dance ’26, Senior Play Costume Committee ’28, Tennis ’27. WILLIAM H. WILLSON, Jr.— “Bill”—Ambit ' on: To bum across U. S. Class Prophecy ’28, Operetta ’28, Class Basketball ’28, Lunch Tickets ’28, Usher for Junior Prom ’27, Track Meet ’27, Sophomore Dance Committee ’26, Chairman Senior Play Commmittee ’28, Costume Com. Senior Play ’28. Page Eleven J 1C, o Boat i ' m$T SENIOR AMBITIONS NAIDA AINSWORTH—Ambition: To grow. “She who is good is happy.” IRIS BIRNIE—Ambition: To succeed in something worth while. “D’ye say a woman’s silence is natural?” HELEN BREDBURY—Ambition: To be a musician. 11 Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep. ’ ’ EUGENE BRONSON—Ambition: To help Gabriel toot. “- a clearer note is born, Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn.” HARRY COPELAND—Ambition: To be mayor of North Reading. “And still they gazed, and still their wonder grew. That one small head should carry all he knew. ” WILLIAM DAY—“Billy”—Ambition: To be an organist in the Cathedral at Rheims. 11 Harmony in uproar. ” JOHN DOHERTY—Ambition: To be big league pitcher. “First in the fight and every graceful deed.” ARTHUR DOIRON—“Art”—Ambition: To reach Room 9 before 8.14 2. “Wisely and slow—they stumble that run.” MARY FLAHERTY—“May”—Ambition: To be able to drive. 11 Patience is sorrow’s salve.’ ’ DONALD GRAY—Ambition: To bring his marks up. “Each thinks the world a moon and himself the man in it.” ETHEL GRISWOLD—Ambition: To be a nurse. “Hang those that talk of fear.” LILLIAN HARNDEN—Ambition: To accomplish much. 11 Be wise today ’tis madness to defer. ” MARJORIE HAYWARD— “Midgie”—Ambition: To please. “My life is happy.” FRANK HOWARD—Ambition: To earn many degrees. “Whose little body lodged a mighty mind.” ARTHUR E. MOYER—Ambition: To be a newspaper editor. “He is a gentleman on whom I build an absolute trust.” Page Thirteen WARREN M1UNNIS—Ambition: To read widely. “Many shall run to and fro and knowledge shall be increased.” GEORGE ALBERT MUSSELLS—“Mus”—Ambition: To be an architect. “Too low they build who build beneath the stars.” FRANCES NASH—“Fran”—Ambition: To be a teacher. “Of gentle manners, unaffected mind, Lover of peace and a friend of human kind. ’ ’ JOHN PALMER—“Jack”—Ambition: To become 6-foot-6. “Come, wilt thou see me ride?” RICHARD A. POMFRET—“Dick”—Ambition: To work 20 hours daily. “Worth makes the man.’ 7 HELEN RICHARDSON—Ambition: To be a pianist. “All I ask is to be let alone.” MARY RYLAND—“Fuss”, “Polly”—Ambition: To succeed. ‘ 1 Be checked for silence. But never taxed for speech. ” DORIS SPEAR—Ambition: To travel. ‘ Then miay I see the world on wheels. ” ALFRED F. STAEGER, Jr.—Ambition: To be a broker. 11 Drummer, strike up, and let us march away. ” ALBERT LEWIS WELLMAN—“Al”—Ambition: To slay many fierce members of the lower species. 11 He hath in his action outdone his former deeds doubly. ’ ’ LINCOLN A. WHITEHOUSE—“Link”—Ambition: To be a successful business man. “If you have any business depending there, be short and let me have it.” GEORGE R. WHITE—“Gubby”—Ambition: To be a ball player. “What strong hand can hold his swift foot back?” EDITH M. WOODS—Ambition: To teach. “A pleasantness, a mirth In all quiet things.” ELIZABETH YXJNGHANS—“Libbey’’—Ambition: To see the world. ‘ ‘ When I was at home, I was in a better place, But travellers must be content. ’ ’ Page Fourteen AS Knew Hirt „ moth, mi S ' •• to bfe c ■as- .. ' Savior Xte c ' s r 5 04$ 0 £ ’jyg fRAHK. cmrr Mt Of Wmctmt ttEUEtf GDWJt G. MARY BRENTvaF thihh (� «. VA 6 S k5t fCoMt on Hsrt£j%iS ° X ‘‘HAY ’ p-Ai S-A AVTY CONTEST K DoHcrty t- 1 GO o 12! 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P y m o 3 “ fcd p GO 3 d © C - - O ' P Q Q o H © p 3 © 3 1 © GQ c - •- P Q © 3 © g o 3 ' O o 3 o 3? © © Q o g 5 3 S- o 3 M O 3 3 3 ' 3 s © HM HI® • , V- ‘ 3 ' « © o � p p I— 1 • O GO 3 r-h P r - o O 0 ' | 5 s P © i i-i I PC r-t- r - P © O ' o O o o CD o r o 3 © © 1-8 a © 3 GQ w p CO 3 d © P $ o g 3 o ' M CD M ro u © p p © o p o © © o g bM ' CD ►-8 P © 3 d O © 3 d © GO m p n P 3 w -t n G« W3 3 © GO Cfl o 0 « © 0 rt M rt rt ao THE MEASURE OF ART Have you ever stopped to question yourself as to what this mysterious thing is, called Art? Hegel, the German philosopher, has given us this good definition: “Art is the free and adequate embodiment of an idea in a form peculiarly appropriate to the idea itself.” Have you a sensitive, emotional taste? If you have, you may not possess sufficient reason to judge an object. Have you an artificial attitude? For example, would you say, “It’s good, I must like it?” In order to judge whether or not an object is artistic, you must have an intellectual background. Test yourself with a few of the following ques¬ tions in forming an opinion of the object: 1. What is it? a chair? a clock? a picture? 2. What was the purpose or idea for which it was made? 3. Is it adequate? 4. Of what materials, natural or synthetic? Could any other material do as well, or better? 5. Is the workmanship good? Describe briefly the technique, tools, and processes involved. 6. Is the object beautiful? Was this beauty intentional or accidental? 7. What is your personal feeling toward the object? Have you ever seen a better answer to the problem? Can you suggest any speci¬ fic improvement? 8. Who made the object? When? Where? What influences of past or present are evident? What evidence is there of creative expression and individual thought? With these questions your object has received a fair examination. Rather than hastily giving your opinion of it, you have carefully considered its qualities in a reasonable manner. Remember then, that beauty is simply the best of its kind. B. Knight ’29. Page Seventeen JUNIORS JUNIOR CLASS OFFICERS President . David Bowers Vice-President . Charles Dukelow Secretary . •.. Dorothy Cummings Treasurer . Eunice Albee Class Advisor . Luke Halpin PROGRESS This year has been noticeable for advance, development, and progress. It might be called “The Conquest of the Air.” Starting with Lindbergh and his proof of a plane’s stamina and durability by his non-stop New York to Paris hop, travel-by-air has received public confidence. Many new air lines have been established here in the United States for both passengers and freight. You may ask where the advance is when six planes and eight or nine lives are lost in the Atlantic and four or five in the Pacific. From those disasters, safety devices to care for planes when pilots forget, devices to locate and orient lost pilots, are results. A plane, recently out, is said to be fool proof. Slots in the wings prevent the dreaded stall and tail spin from lost momentum. Lighter-than-air craft are improved. Atlantic hops by dirigibles like the Los Angeles have been done before now but a new one in Germany nearing completion, is designed to go from Berlin to Los Angeles at a jump. To speak of things less generally known, lately a telescope lens of large diameter has been successfully cast in America. It is the largest ever cast in this country and only three larger have been made anywhere. This paves the way for yet larger casts and soon lens may be made to surpass the 100 inch one at Mt. Wilson. What will be shown in the heavens with these lens cannot be guessed. Already ideas of universes as vast as our own are conceived out beyond the farthest star with distances reckoned in billions of light years (and light travels at 186,000 miles a second). The vitaphone or talking movies is being widely used. Movies by radio are being broadcast by one station so that amateurs with suitable sets can tune in. As an experiment, a machine that throws on a screen a picture of the electric waves produced by your voice has been made. Thus you can see your own words as you speak them. It is no longer figurative language to say “Don’t look at me in that tone of voice.” Last but not least as a local sign of progress, it is reported that the present Junior Class will soon be Seniors. T. J. Page Eighteen CLASS OF 1929 RAGING RIVER Mississippi rising slowly In the land of valleys lowly. Rising quicker, taking life, Everywhere causing strife. Dreary houses faster drifting Over sands so quickly shifting. Angry flood devouring all Can’t you hear the frightened call Of men who fight to keep resisting The power of your waters? Misting All before their eyes, Drowning out their frantic cries. All is black. No stars appear. Dawning comes increasing fear. While searching for the loved ones dear Could it be that help is near? Hours of thirst and of starvation, Where can be their one salvation? Time is flying. Sick and dying Are those spared. Some crying At the realization of the truth. Haggard forms, unkempt, uncouth Waiting for help. Suffering untold, Patiently braving want and cold. The roar of the river, the sight of its spoil Causes many a heart to leap and recoil On with its flight, through the night, Soon passing onward from their sight. As the lids slowly close o’er the eyes of the weak, The river goes on, more trouble to wreak. With the passing of hours, it more slowly devours Its defenceless prey. Passing showers Greet the morn. Can help be near? Each fleeting moment seems a year. Help is now around the bend, The sufferers’ vigil is at end. E. F. Herrick ’29 “WE ROLL” A fire house stood on a lonely, dark and forbidding street in the tenement district of New York. The doors were open as the night was hot and through them was wafted on the still air, the mixed odors of garlic, bananas, garbage and above all the musty smell of the slums. “Legs” Kelley sat by the alarm stand, listening to the chattering joker. A dim light burned overhead, lighting the desk with its soft glow and faintly illumin¬ ating the big, red ladder truck. From upstairs came the steady snoring of hard-workmen. Page Twenty Kelley twisted in his chair and mopped his forehead. Gosh! Why didn’t they have electric fans in firehouses. It was hot enough to fry shoe- leather. Sighing, he stretched his legs upon the table. A little comfort anyway. Suddenly the little joker chattered a string of dots. Headquarters calling Flying Squadron 3 and Engine 8. Must be a fire somewhere. Far off he heard the clangor of gongs as the engine companies tore to the fire. Three or four minutes went by. Again the joker rattled. This time it was for Engines 7, 13 and 10 and a ladder company. But it didn’t stop there, a brief space and Water Tower 3 was called. Kelley’s feet came down with a bang. That was the second alarm. Ten minutes went by. Then the joker’s metal teeth clattered dot, space, dot, dot. Followed by a series of clicks to say that the call was for Ladder 12. “Legs” grabbed the phone, lifted the receiver and spoke into the mouthpiece. “Ladder 12, six.” “O. K, No. 414, corner of Lumis and Chambers Streets.” Instantly he went into full action. His right hand went under the desk and jabbed a button. His left grasped the telegraph key to tell head¬ quarters that truck 12 was on the way to the fire. Overhead a big gong began to boom with measured, important strokes. The clangor of small gongs was heard upstairs. “Bunk out, men, bunk out. We roll,” screamed the captain. Shouts of half wakened men were heard. The tarpaulin cover around the sliding pole was jerked aside. A form appeared. Another and another, till five men stood on the floor, half dressed, and sleepy. Hastily they leaped for their places. Already the truck was purring like a well-fed cat. Driver Hennesy, his rubber coat dangling from one shoulder, let out the clutch, slipped his gears and waited. “Box 414. Lumis and Chambers,” called Kelley as he leaped for the running board. “Let’er go,” yelled the captain. In went the clutch. The truck rolled out the door, rounded the corner and with siren screaming, started for the fire. A. S. P. A. JUNIOR’S OPINIONS OF HIGH POINTS “I went on many trips with the basketball team after I was made assistant manager. There was excitement in that job.” “English when we read Silas Marner and acted it out in parts was interesting.” “I used to have a great time up in the radio laboratory.” “I was called to the office, I could not imagine why. Mrs. Tilton directed me to the library. There I learned that the honor students were about to have their pictures taken.” “When I made the football and basketball teams in High School, I had fulfilled one of my greatest ambitions.” “Mr. Wood’s singing classes proved to be a great relief after a hard morning’s work, and we were considerably refreshed for our next classes.” “A notice is sent around and we Juniors find out that a class meeting is to be held the second lunch period. We are thrilled.” “After training all week and working hard there would be a moment of satisfaction just before the game when the coach would call my name to start the game.” Continued on page 24 Page Twenty-one SOPHOMORES CLASS OFFICERS President . Elmer Merritt Vice-President . Donald Sias Secretary . Lillian Chamberlain Treasurer . Marion Hilts Class Advisor . Miss Helen Kershaw The Sophomore Class has had the unusual experience of being the lowest class in R. H. S. for two years in succession due to the reorganization from an 8-4 to a 6-3-3 school system. The English department has had three smoothly running journals: “The Calliope Monitor,” “The Pegasus Express,” and “The Unity.” There is a vigorous athletic vein. The Sophomore boys are Basketball champions of the school, and the girls have played no small part in the girls’ athletics. HOP COMMITTEE Somebody said, “Oh my, oh my, what a wonderful time I’m going to have. I’m on the Sophomore Hop Committee.” Well whoever said that probably came down from North Burlap where Soph Hops are as scarce as shock absorbers on a 1908 Ford. Of course at first it’s a honey-cart load of fun to think of all the periods you’re going to be able to cut out because you’re a member of the Soph. Hop Committee, but when the last period of the day of the Hop comes along and you find that so far you’ve only been able to cut one study period, and that there are about four thousand, three hundred and forty-nine things to be done before 8 P. M., then you begin to get leary. My, my, how silly though, you just remember there are five other people on the committee. Well, that helps a little but you’ve got to get hot¬ foot from now on. The last bell, and you retire, I mean, dash to the assembly hall for business. Of course you have to wait around ’till the nosy upper classmen beat it before you can get down to brass tacks. After having hunted high and low, far and near for the janitor, in order that you might use his stepladder and a dozen other things of his, you’re pretty near ready. “Shoot the works” orders the committee chairman, and they’re shot all right. Having hammered two or three finger nails, and stuck a half dozen tacks in some exceedingly delicate places, and the step ladder having nearly collapsed, twice, you’ve become pretty well warmed up, and from then on it’s smooth sailing. The marvelous Hop came and went in an instant. Again the committee gathers on Saturday, only to strip the beautiful decorations from their places. F. Merritt ’30. Page Twenty-two CLASS OF 1930 A DIZZY EXPERIENCE After a few light bumps the graceful plane of Art Chase rose in a smooth curve and headed for the tops of the green trees. It seemed as if the earth were surely shrinking, leaving us suspended in mid-air. I had promised Art to act as balance on a trial flight, and as this was my first time up I felt queer and unreal. We were now well above the earth, slipping easily and smoothly through the air. As Art had promised to scare me, I had tried my best to have him promise to be as gentle as he could. Suddenly my heart leaped. It seemed as if my blood refused to run through my veins. A shiver had passed through the plane anl I expected the frail thing to collapse. Above the roar of the motor I heard Art’s voice booming, “Stay calm; we’re going to have a little excitement.” The nose of the plane shot down and I had to gasp for breath. The wind whistling and shrieking through the taut wires seemed to sound a message of disaster. Straight for the trees we went. Was Art mad or hurt? Were we to plunge to our destruction in the midst of those fatal trees? Only a few few feet away was death. Then the plane suddenly reversing its course, climbed a terrifying speed, into the clouds. While my head seemed almost to burst with my blood, Art shot the plane down and up, banked at terrifying angles. Then letting it drift down evenly towards the field, he made a smooth landing. As I stepped out, my legs gave way completely and I toppled over on my face. I could not walk for five minutes. My head felt light and seemed to be way up in the air. Art, without a smile, asked me what the trouble was, T. Doucette ’30. JUNIORS’ OPINIONS OF HIGH POINTS Continued from page 21 “A sudden ringing of bells rudely disturbed me in the midst of one of my day dreams. Class pictures were to be taken.” “One of the high points of my school life is playing baseball. When I made the boy’s gym team, I felt very proud.” “Listening to the girls from Kentucky speak about their manners, way of living, education, and occupation, was inspiring.” “I went to the Junior Prom, which had been my long cherished wish.” “I found that I could run faster than any other girl in my class.” “I knew every girl’s name and every girl to speak to by the end of my Sophomore year.” “I helped in preparing the High School Hall for our Prom.” “I paid for my class ring and I shall be proud when I have it to wear.” “I saw the 30th President, Calvin Coolidge, in Andover.” “Our biology class attended a lecture in Boston. We had a fine time, going and coming.” “When coach told me I was acting captain, I almost fell thru the floor.” “Miss Nelson drilled us for special marching on Field Day. When she selected the ones to drill I was glad that I had been chosen and yet I wished I hadn’t been,—When it was all over, I had the best feeling of all for Miss Nelson said that she was proud of us.” Page Twenty-four EXTRACTS FROM AN AMUSING DAIRY In the archeologist’s expedition to the tomb of Toot Anka Men I was able to pick up an interesting diary by the King’s favorite snoozel houndi Except that one finds the idioms hard to translate, the diary has a rare appeal “June 7 , the year of our gracious Vooda one thousand B. C. “I am learning new rules every day. These are house rules. I cannot bathe in mud and lie in his majesty’s bed, nor can I go into the royal dining room to eat from the table. “I went with my Master to the Cuntree Club today. His Colleague, the Master of Fleas, came up and slapped him resoundingly on the back. I “Do na do that,’’ said the king with a hollow cough. “You most madei me swalla my whiskers. G’way! Make a noise like an egg an beat it.” (The idioms are hard to translate. Not so?) “The Master of Fleas, for brevity M. O. F., said, “I sorely need excite¬ ment, and you need some spice of life too.” “The what of which?” queried the King. “The spice of life or excitement. To give you some, I’ll play you a twosome.” You’re on,” said his Majesty. “Caddy Hey, caddy!” I “We walked to a square mound. My master took a stick and after making some mystic passes over a small white object hit the thing. It soared down a piece of straight smooth grass. I picked it up and brought it back to the mound. “M. O. F. chuckled. “You’re playing three,” he taunted. “The King did a queer thing. He showed me a little white ball. When I tried to pick it up, he gave me a cuff and a spanking. Having the joy of picking up balls taken away, I curled up by a smooth place near a flag. “I was awakened by a dull thud of a white ball. I thought no one was watching, so I picked it up. It slipped, rolled away, and disappeared under the flag. Soon the two men appeared. Then Toot Anka Men came to the smooth spot and looked for something. He seemed displeased. “Demmit!” he roared, “Where ’zat ball? I never made a better drive in my life.” “Tut! Tut!” admonished M. O. F., “You’ll hafta use another and count it three.” “The M. O. F. carefully poked his ball into the hole under the flag. The King went over and looked in it. His face was wreathed in smiles. “Right in the cup, a hole in one. Laff that off!” he remarked.” T. Fife ’30. Page Twenty-five wmm. HONOR GROUP—SPRING 1st row-P. Starke, F. Bangs, E. Downs, G. Curtis, M. Carney, G. Dyer, B. Allard, O. Spear, E. Crafts. M. Lindsay, D. Barnes. 2nd row—E. Woods, E. Benjamin, E. Merritt, R. Burdett. S. Hamden, E. Berle, E. Malonson, E. Pratt, E. Lindquist, H. Williamson. 3rd row—M. Murphy, I. Parker, B. Parker, B. Jeffrey, H. Cclley, G. McAuley, K. T ' olman, J. Cheyne, L. Chamberlain, D. Turner. 4th row—E. Cohen, F. Heselton, A. Knowlton, F. Howard, W. Beniamin, E. Herrick, V. Whitney, W. Burpee, K. Larrabee, A. Kim¬ ball. Back row—M. Frost, T. McClintock, G. Wilcox, R. Wilkinson, B. Knight, B. Parker, A. Moyer. R. Burhoe, T. Fife, T. Johnson Explanation of the Honor System MAXIMUM HONORS: 20 points A, no mark below B HONORS: 10 points A, 10 points B, no mark below B COMMENDATION 20 points A or B, no mark below B The above points must be earned in prepared subjects. FROM PRESIDENT COOLIDGE’S SPEECH President Coolidge, on Saturday, May 19, at the Sesquicentennial of Phillips Andover Academy, remarked: “The requirements of life are such that a passing mark of 60 or 70 percent is not enough, as it is in school.” “The standards of the world are not like those set by the faculty, but more closely resemble those set by the students themselves. They are not at all content with a member of the musical organizations who can only strike 90 percent of the notes. They do not tolerate the man on the diamond who catches only 80 percent of the balls.” Page Twenty-six DIPLOMA CREDITS The course credited on the diploma has a very definite and distinctive One has to meet certain requirements to earn the course named. COLLEGE value. SCIENTIFIC English 4 yrs. Two languages, 2 yrs. each Physics, Chem. Math. 4 yrs. U. S. Hist. Mechanical Drawing 2 years Electives, 2 units NORMAL English 4 yrs. Anc. or World Hist. Math. 2 yrs., or Math. 1 yr. and Science 1 yr U. S. Hist. Electives, 7 units ACCOUNTING English 4 yrs. Bkkg. 3 yrs. Typewr. 2 yrs. U. S. Hist. Com. Geog. Electives to 76 points COMMERCIAL English 4 yrs. Bkkg. 2 yrs. Sten. 2 yrs. Typewr. 2 yrs. U. S. Hist. Electives to 76 points GENERAL English 4 yrs. U. S. Hist. Anc. or World Hist. Electives to 76 points English 4 yrs. Two languages, 3 yrs. each Anc. Hist, or a Science Math. 3 yrs. U. S. Hist. Electives: a Science, or 4th yr. of one language AGRICULTURAL English 4 yrs. Science U. S. Hist. Electives to 76 points SECRETARIAL English 4 yrs. Stenog. 3 yrs. Typewr. 3 yrs. U. S. Hist. Com. Geog. Electives to 76 points FINE ARTS English 4 yrs. U. S. Hist. One ART 40 points Electives to 76 points UNIT: Indicates a one-year 5-pericd a week prepared course. POINT: Indicates a period a week of prepared work or 2 periods a week of unprepared work. DIPLOMA POINTS 1PLOMA POINTS shew actual rmount of werk accomplished in a course. Minimum for diploma is 76 points. SEAL . The seal indicates the scholastic rating and gives a permanent record the school’s estimate of scholarship. . . h «... Gold seals appear on every diploma. RED over Gold indic a es ip 80-90%; BLUE over Gold indicates scholarship 90-100 A. Page Twenty-seven SCHOOL CALENDAR SEPTEMBER Sept. 7 School opened. “Many happy returns.” Sept. 14 Topsfield Fair. Agricultural boys judged apples and stock. You can’t keep a good farmer home. Sept. 21 Senior Class Meeting—Election of Officers. Sept. 26 Biology Class Field Trip to Birch Meadow for flowers. OCTOBER Oct. 1 Types of Animals inspected at American Woolen Co. Farms, Shaw- sheen, Andover, Mass., by Mr. Wood’s Com. Geog. Class and Mr. Wheeler’s Agri. Class. Oct. 6 Notice—“The milk for the boys has come.” Oct. 10 Started Corrective Gym for 15 boys. 1-2-3-4 Get your shoulders back some more. Oct. 25 Nashoba Apple Packing Assoc., visited by Agri. Class. Oct. 27 Arlington Theatre Party. Senior English Classes. Fritz Lieber in “Macbeth.” NOVEMBER Nov. 7 Sophomore English Classes “Trip to the House of Seven Gables.” Nov. 23 Thanksgiving Program. Payson Pierce, Speaker. Our mouths watered as he talked about pies ! Nov. 28 Started Corrective Gym for 51 girls. Who says boys aren’t better than girls. DECEMBER Dec. 8 Miss Scott’s lecture. “Upholding the Morals of American Womanhood.” Dec. 13 Debate Sponsored by League of Women Voters of Reading. Dec. 16 Junior Prom. Ray McKitterick’s Orchestra. Dec. 17 Science Lectures, Society of Art, at Mass Institute of Tech., attended by members of Science classes. Also Jan., Feb. and March lectures. Dec. 22 Christmas Party. Period III Sophomore Class: Was Santa there? Dec. 23 Christmas Play, “Fiat Lux” Christmas Carols in German, French, Latin, and English. JANUARY Jan, 1923 Welcome to “Parker Quill” Junior High Publication. Jan. 13 Drawing classes, Manual Training classes put up new senior play scenery. The school just would peek! Jan. 13-14 The Amazons, Senior Play. A lively piece of work-er-don’t’cha’ know. Jan. 20 The Amazons at N. R. Sanatorium. Jan. 21 The Amazons at N. R. Center for the Upland Club. Jan. 25 N. E. Tel. Tel. dramatization with portable switchboards and receiving sets. Jan. 25 Pioneer Staff attend Southeastern and Eastern Mass. School Publi¬ cation Leagues at Arlington High School. Jan. 27 Sophomore Hop, Billy Cowle’s “Melodians.” V Page Twenty-eight FEBRUARY Feb. 1 Notice—“The Ladies’ Aid will meet at 2.30 with Mr. Woods.” Feb. 9 Musical program—“Ladies’ Aid.” Glee Club, double male quartet, and orchestra. Feb. 10 Science Classes enjoyed a Demonstration, “Making of Telephone Instruments.” Feb. 14 Members of Glee Club attend Harvard Glee Club Concert, Symphony Hall. Feb. 15 Special assembly. Fathercraft lecture by Sixth-grade boys. Feb. 21 Special assembly, Patriotic Program. MARCH Mar. 4 Arlington Theatre, Romeo Juliet, Fritz Lieber. Per. Ill Sopho¬ more English. Alar. 7 The Harp demonstration from Oliver Ditson Company. Miss Phinney, Miss Alelvin, artists. Mar. 16 Speed Demonstration by Glenn C. Kingsbury on Royal Typewriter. Shield bothered him some, too. Alar. 27 Choral Club of Reading Woman’s Club assisted by selected High School students. Alar. 26 Office Training Class—Munroe Adding Alachine Demonstration by Aliss McKennan. Alar. 29 Prize Fight. Junior Class select rings. APRIL Apr. 18 Sophomore English Class Trip to Wayside Inn. Apr. 20 Patriotic Program. Speaker, Walter S. Parker. Apr. 20 Operetta—“Peggy and the Pirate.” Combined musical clubs. Apr. 24 Caney Creek Community Center represented by three students and instructor. Ballad: “She sent him away; but he came back next day with his old shoes on and his leggins. Apr. 27 Senior Party at Jr. High School Gym. Morey Pearl’s Famous Tent Orchestra. Oh, that “Sax” player. MAY Alay 3-5 Agricultural Students at Massachusetts Agricultural College, High School Day. Stock Judging team: Warren Fletcher, Robert Wheeler, Harold Phillips. Alay 10 Girls’ assembly. Miss Ellen Daley, representing Mass. State Nurses Association. May 10 Oper ' etta repeated at North Reading. The ice-cream hit the spot. May 11 Operetta, 3rd production, at W. S. Parker Junior High School. May 17 Birch Meadow Biology trip, to study swamp and meadow conditions in spring. Alay 19 Saturday trip open to past, present, and future Biology students, Nature Study Walk. May 29 Alemorial Day Exercises. JUNE June Educational trip to Boston Hospital, girls interested in nursing. June 10 Baccalaureate. June 12 Ivy Day. Farewell, Seniors. June 13 Banquet. June 14 Graduation. What’s the matter with the Seniors? They’re all right. Who knows it? The Seniors. June 15 Senior Reception and Alumni Reunion. Page Twenty-nine E 3 6Y AND THE PIRATE EDI TDK ALUMNI ASSOCIATION ( PRESENT OFFICERS OF ALUMNI President . Margaret S. Canty Vice-President . Otis B. Ruggles Secretary .. Marian T. Pratt Auditor . W. L. Esterberg Treasurer . Ernest E. Gallant The Alumni Reunion and Banquet is to be held Friday, June 15, 1928, and will include a reception to the Seniors. BRIEF HISTORY OF ALUMNI ASSOCIATION The Association was organized March 15, 1867. The officers elected at that time were : President, C. R. Brown 2nd Vice-President, F. O. Carter 1st Vice-President, Fred Bancroft Secretary, Ruth E. Pratt A detailed account of history prior to 1906 may be obtained from records held by Miss Marian T. Pratt. In 1906 the association was reorganized. A. Newell Howes was elected President. A reunion was held November 30, 1906 with 175 members present. Many appropriate gifts were donated to the school at that time. The Annual Business Meeting took place January 13, 1907. Miss Alice Barrows was elected President. The Annual Business Meeting was held June 22, 1903. Walter S. Parker was elected President. After a period of several years of inactivity, the association was re¬ organized October, 1922. The Reunion was held January 25, 1923, at which time Mr. Carl M. Spencer was elected President. At the reunion held June 17, 1924, Dean Peabody, Jr., was elected President. A reunion was held June 28, 1926, at which time a banquet was held, and the present officers were elected. Richard J. Walsh, R. H. S. ’03, is now president of the John Dav Company, Inc., book publishers, in New York, and also associate editor of Judge, in which he writes the editorial page each week. He was formerly editor of Collier’s Weekly. He is the author of several books, the most im¬ portant of which, a Biography of Buffalo Bill, is to be published next autumn. Newton Dillaway ”20 —Regarding my “career,” as you call it, I feel that it is something which—if it dees occur—is yet to come. However, perhaps the following data will help you: I was born on Feb. 17, 1904, and have lived in Reading mest of my life. I was graduated from Reading High School in 1920; from Andover :‘n 1921 ; and did special work in Yale and Harvard. At present I am engaged in writing. I have written two books of ethics ; a story for children; a drama, and a lecture on cosmic consciousness. I am writing a biography of Ralph Waldo Emerson; a play dealing with the problem Page Thirty-one of war, and a book of children’s verses which will contain many verses about Reading children. I often go to the school ball-games, and am keenly interested in all your activities at the High School. Richard E. Cobb was born in Newport, Rhode Island, coming to Reading in 1913. He attended R. H. S. and later w r as grad¬ uated from Huntington School. He enlisted in the Navy in 1917 and was honorably discharged at the close of the World War in January 1919. He re-enlisted in naval aviation in 1921 and in February 1925 was transferred to the Army Aviation Corps. He entered the Army Flying School at Brooksfield, Texas, in March 1925. He was graduated from Kelley Field in March 1926 with 27 others of the original 189. He took examinations for commission in Jan. 1927, and out of 89 he was one of the 19 appointed and received com¬ mission as a second lieutenant in April 1927. He is married and has a daughter, Joan. The public has been especially interested in his trip to the Vermont Flood District, and more recently in the trip to carry a pilot to the relief of the Bremen relief pilot. Walter Prichard Eaton —The Editor of the Pioneer asks for the high spots in what he called my career. If I set down the names of the mountains I have climbed, it wouldn’t be so facetious as it sounds. One works to gain leisure to do what one likes to do, and what I like best to do is climb mountains. But it isn’t, I suppose, a “career.” I have worked for many newspapers—The Pioneer, the Reading Chronicle, the Boston Journal (which ceased publication shortly after I left it!) The New York Tribune, the New York Sun, and others. I was fired from the Tribune and the Sun. I have been a dramatic critic, a lecturer, a teacher in the School of Journalism at Columbia, a writer of short stories—very bad one, too! and a farmer. I have also written a lot of books about Boy Scouts, and a few about Nature. The things in life which I most dislike are billboards, filling stations and hot dog stands in the middle of the landscape, and the things I like best are old shoes, hot weather and Mt. Jefferson in Oregon. But there is over my life the shadow ' of one great disappointment. I have never had a book of mine banned in Boston. I have never written one good enough ! So I fear my highest spot isn’t high enough to entitle me to your attention. Page Thirty-two WHERE DO THEY GO AND WHAT DO THEY DO? What happens to the boys and girls of the Reading High School after they receive their diplomas in June? The graduates can be grouped into various classes: those who know what they intend to do, those who are uncertain, and those who are entirely at sea with regard to their future careers. The Reading High School has as large, and possibly larger, percentage of pupils going to institutions of higher learning than any other school within fifty miles of Boston. Last year there were 106 graduates. Of this number 53 continued their studies in the following institutions : Art School 2, Andover Academy 1, Boston College 1, Boston University 5, Burdett College 5, Business School 2, Dartmouth 3, Exeter Academy 1, Forsyth Dental 1, Interior Dec¬ orating 1, Iowa University 1, Kendall Hall I, Kindergarten School 1, Mass. Institute of Technology 1, Moses Brown 1, Normal 7, Northeastern 3, North- field Seminary 1, Pace Institute 2, Posse-Nissen 2, Proctor Academy 1, Rad¬ cliffe 1, Skidmore 1, Simmons 1, Tilton School 1, Wellesley 1, Hospital Training 1, Post Graduates 4. Others may be accounted for as follows: Army 1, Bank 5, Electrical Work 1, Hotel 1, Market 5, Married 1, Office 26, Orchestra 1, Store 3, Telephone 1, L ' sher 1, Unemployed 7. Six of the 53 who continued their studies went to a secondary school. Of this number 4 went for social reasons, and of this 4 two have already been fully entered in a college. In nearly all instances where Reading High School students have been represented in a college there have been Reading High School honor students. To be more specific, at Dartmouth this year, “Hank” Milton received scholastic honors. Ralph Charlton, who is a Freshman there, received the honor of being elected on the “Dartmouth Daily.” Scholastic standing is an important factor in the selection of men for this paper. S. Horwitz took part in the Tech Debate. At Boston University Benjamin Nichols received scholastic honors. So well have our students been prepared that Frances Porch has been excused from certain elementary college work in languages. Elizabeth Knight was one of the fifteen highest in her entrance examinations for Radcliffe, and is now on the Dean’s list. On other Dean’s lists for scho¬ lastic honors R. H. S. is represented at Harvard by Richard Dow; at B. U. by Helen Turner; at Northeastern by Ralph Batchelder; at Radcliffe by Natalie Berle; at M. A. C. by Leman Black; and at the Lesley School by Louise Richardson. Thomas E. Brogan is a member of Beta Gamma Sigma, a National Scholastic Honor Society. Marjorie Berle has been honored by Phi Beta Kappa fraternity at Radcliffe. Not only has the Reading High School its full New England College Entrance certificate privilege but it also has special certificate privileges to numerous colleges. It is becoming increasingly difficult for young people to get into college because of the vast number applying. However, the Reading High School is equipped and ready to prepare its quota of college students from year to year provided the student does his part. It is not an easy task for a pupil to prepare properly for college. This preparation demands a huge sacrifice on the part of the individual, and one not willing to make this sacrifice of time and effort is not college material. Evidence points out that the Reading High School is functioning properly as a preparatory school for college. Page Thirty-three ORGANIZATIONS GIRLS’ GLEE CLUB Director, C. Francis Woods 1st row—Muriel Ainsworth, Frances Bangs, Dorothy Babine, Doris Turner, Elsie Noyes, Martha Lane, Ida Monahan. 2nd row—Phyllis Dooley, Beulah Munro, Helen Hatfield, Dorothy Clements, Corinne Swenson, Eleanor Clement, Dorothy Kerr, Earline Austin. 3rd row —Jeannette Cheyne, Lillian Chamberlain, Priscilla Cahoon, Gladys Brown. Eunice Albee. Elinor Riley, Phyllis Gray, Anna Glaeser, Barbara Knight. Back row—Lucille Ware, Delma Turner, Hope Williamson, Ida Copeland, Alice Poole, Gloria Wilcox, Marguerite Barber, Thelma McClintock The Glee Club is a genuine organization, not just a music class. President . Alice Hodson Vice-President . Eleanor Riley Secretary . Virginia Tucker Treasurer . Viola Martin The membership consists of those who enjoy music. Under Mr. Wood’s capable instruction this Club has progressed splend ' dly. The Club meets once a week in tbe assembly hall, unless something important arises to prevent the meeting. On these occasions, music of every sort is sung; classics, marches, southern songs, and for a break in the routine, a few 7 popular songs are rendered. This club is something rather new, for in late years no Glee Club had been organized. We hope that the organization now started may be continued. Page Thirty-four ORCHESTRA 1st rcw—KennVh Henchey, Assistant Director, 1st Violin ; Hope Williamson, Pianist. 2nd row—Evelvn Remick. Viob ' n ; Eugene Bronson, Trumpet ; Robert Heselton, Trumpet; Louis Levine, 1st Violin ; Alf red Staeger, Drums ; Charles Harris, Trumpet; Allen Tem¬ ple, Clarinet ; Chester Ellison, Violin ; Donald Small, Violin ; Warren Chase, 2nd Saxo¬ phone ; Sara Harnden, ’Cello. Top row—C. F. Woods, Director of Music ; Harold Henchey, 1st Saxophone. Other members—Violet Richardson, Trumpet ; Eleanor Noyes, ’Cello; Richard Chesley, Clarinet. HIGH SCHOOL ORCHESTRA ENJOYS SUCCESSFUL SEASON Our celebrated orchestra, which many people consider the finest ever to represent R. H. S., is concluding a most successful season. The orchestra under the supervision of Mr. Woods, our genial musical director, aided by Ken Henchey, concert-master and assistant conductor, progressed with rapid strides and proved itself worthy of the many fine compliments received during the past year. Through the untiring efforts cf Mr. Woods and the regular rehearsals of the members, the orchestra has developed favorably. This year a new feature was introduced—that of soloists assisting the orchestra at various concerts. Prominent among the soloists was Viola Martin ’29, who rendered both classical and popular selections at many special assemblies and on other occasions. Other soloists w r ho distinguished themselves during the year were Harold Henchey ' 28, 1st saxophonist, Louis Levine ’28 1st violinist, Sara Harnden ’28, ’cellist, Robert Heselton ’30, 1st trumpeter, and Hope Williamson ’29 talented pianist who did all the accompaniments as well as sclo and ensemble work. Pag o Tiiirty-five Virginia Tucker ’29, pianist and secretary of the Glee Club, deserves much credit for her capable performance with the orchestra in the accompaniment of the operetta. Marion Hilts ’30, pianist of the Glee Club, also did solo and ensemble work. The first appearance was at the Teacher’s C lub meeting and supper at the new Junior High School. On Wednesday evening, Nov. 16, the orchestra furnished both concert and dance music at the party given by the Teachers’ Club. As usual the High School Orchestra furnished the music for the annual Senior Play. The orchestra played with Viola Martin as soloist at a debate by the Senior History Class. On the evening of Feb. 9th, the orchestra presented a joint concert with the Glee Club, in which many of the soloists and instrumental combinations were featured. The orchestra was agumented to twenty-five pieces. Later the concert was repeated in part for the Junior High students. The most recent success for the orchestra was its accompaniment to the best operatic production ever attempted by R. H. S. students—“Peggy and the Pirate.” JUNIOR WOMAN’S CLUB OFFICERS FOR 1928 President . Ruth Adden Vice-President . Gloria Wilcox Secretary . Dorothy Cummings Treasurer . Marguerite Frost The Club’s purpose is to widen the acquaintance of its members, to try and help others, and also to give enjoyment. The first meeting in September was merely for business, when pin and membership committees were appointed. The October meeting was a musicale. Mrs. Smith sang several selec¬ tions, Sara Harnden played a piano solo, and Eleanor Noyes, a ’cello solo. On November 19, the members were entertained at the Misses Nichols’ house to enjoy a talk and exhibition on articles collected from different parts of the world. Our annual Christmas party was held December 20, in Rotary Hall. A group of needy children of Reading were entertained with a Christmas tree and Santa Claus. In January, Mrs. Tirrell entertained with a talk on “Lands Across the Sea,” illustrated with lantern slides. A Colonial Tea party was given by the Club, February 21. Members came in appropriate costumes. The principal entertainment was the talk by Mrs. Bennett, who is in charge of all the Junior Woman’s Clubs of Massa¬ chusetts. The March meeting was a combination of a musicale and talk. Mrs. Blaisdell sang several selections, and Mrs. Clark, the state chairman of Junior Membership, gave an interesting talk on the co-operation of the older and 3 ' ounger clubs. Page Thirty-six READING 4H POULTRY CLUB OFFICERS Leader . Eldridge Munnis President . .... Earle Skidmore Vice President . Raymond Bell Secretary . Sidney Hodson The purpose of the club is to see if a backyard flock will pay. Pledge :—“I pledge my Head to clearer thinking, my Heart to greater loyalty, my Hands to larger service, and my Health to better living for my club, my community, and my country.” The requirements of the club are:—That each member have a pen of five hens and a rooster, and a suitable place to keep them. The boys must look after these hens and keep them in the pink of condition so that if the leader tells the owner to enter them in a show the hens will be ready. The boys must keep a record of eggs laid, and each month a 100 .lb-bag of chicken feed is given the owner of the largest producing pen. The club take trips to different egg plants and see what is being done on a larger scale. The principles of incubators are studied and commented upon and each boy has a chance to give his ideas on the subject. The meetings are held in the W. S. Parker Junior High School. MY FRENC H CORRESPONDENT A girl in my French class suggested that w T e correspond with French girls, so we sent for names of some correspondents. We waited several weeks, and finally received a blank to fill in. On this blank were spaces for one’s age, name, father’s occupation, favorite sports, number of years French had been taken, and the mark received in that subject. As we had to send out to Kansas, w r e were a long time receiving the addresses of our correspondents. Mine happened to be a Mile. Marguerite La Croix, Bordeaux, France. The letter from her was very interesting. Marguerite is nineteen years old. She was graduated from the commercial school of Bordeaux, and is working in the office of one of the wholesalers of Bordeaux wine. She has brown hair and eyes and is about five feet tall. She lives with her grand¬ mother and has one brother. H er mother works in a powder magazine in Bordeaux, one of the largest in France. Her father was shipwrecked off the coast of Spain when she was about five months old. He was chief musician on board the “Jean Councel.” At Christmas time I received her picture, and several views of Bor¬ deaux. She told me about the public gardens. On Sunday everyone goes to the gardens, sits on the benches, and watches the people pass. This is an old custom. There are magnificent flowers, trees, and statues of all kinds. Promptly after receiving a letter I answered it telling of our school experiences and life in the United States. Marguerite is interested in knowing more about our country and in keeping the two countries on close terms of friendship. I feel that I have a much clearer understanding of French customs and life and a much keener interest in France. Page Thirty-seven It takes about a month to get a reply to a letter, but it is worth waiting for it is so interesting. The stamps are interesting also ; those of a franc and a half value have the picture of Pasteur on them, and those of a franc value have the picture of French republic on them. It costs five cents to send a letter to France, and it costs a franc and a half (which at the present value of the franc is six cents) to send a letter from France to United States. I have been corresponding a little over a year and I have received about six letters. V. B. ’29. LETTERS I have been corresponding with a French girl, and have had great pleasure in finding out, to some extent, the different customs, of her family and even the customs of her ancestors. My correspondent is of German descent. Her name is Juliette Schlussel- blum, and her home is in Alsace. As her country has belonged to Germany and then to France, she is able to speak both French and German. Juliette is sixteen years old. She has a sister and brothers too. Her father has a business on the main street of the famous city of Strasbourg. Juliette can speak English, for she has studied that language for two years. Now she goes to one school “l’ecole des Beaux Arts,” as she writes. She does nothing but draw and design all day. School lasts from eight in the morning to twelve, and from two to six in the afternoon. How we would kick if we had to go to school eight hours a day! Juliette, however, s ays she loves to draw and she has sent me some beautiful drawings and also many caricatures to prove it. Juliette likes the summer better than the winter, for she loves to take long walks. She says there are mountains which you can visit and spend the day, and there are also ruins of chateaus to be explored. In the winter time she spends some of her spare time in visiting the cinema, as she calls it. There are several theatres in Strasbourg. In the winter her favorite sport is skating. I asked Juliette if she saw Lindbergh when he was in Paris. She wrote that she could not see him because Strasbourg was an eight hour ride on the express train to Paris. F. B. ’29. AWARDS FOR TYPING Certificate—Lillian Harnden, Thomas Green, Thelma McClintock, Edith Woods, Eileen Wilson, Alberta O’Brien, Iris Birnie, Esther Downs, Elsie Noyes, Delma Turner, Grace Goodwin. Bronze Pin—Ruth Wilkinson, Eleanor Clement. Silver Pin—Esther Malonson, Edward Herrick. Certificate of Proficiency—30 or more words per minute for 15 minutes. Bronze Pin—40 or more words per minute for 15 minutes. Silver Pin—50 or more words per minute for 15 minutes. 5 errors allowed. Page Thirty-eight “FIAT LUX” “LET THERE BE LIGHT” The last Friday before the Christmas vacation, the play “Fiat Lux”— “Let There Be Light” was given in the High School Hall. The characters were : Azariah . William Score Father Ambrose . Leslie McAuley Nellie . Jeanette Cheyne Azariah’s soldier son . George Playdon In the play, Azariah having lost his wife, his soldier son, and his crippled daughter, had become an atheist. On Christmas Eve, Father Ambrose came to Azariah’s cabin, endeavoring to bring back his lost faith. Unsuccessful, he withdrew. Soon Azariah dreamed that his son and daughter had returned, urging him to renew his hope and faith. Azariah, again a believer, took in a group of carolers and lighted a candle in each window as a symbol of faith and love. The carolers were Dorothy Berle, Franklin Burnham, Ida Copeland, Florence Estabrook, Alice Hodson, Evelie Irving, Barbara Knight, Francis Merritt, Isabelle Parker, Evelyn Remick, Helen Remick, Allan Temple, Kath¬ erine Tolman, and Virginia Tucker. The play left a great impression on the mind of everyone as the feeling throughout was intense, yet pathetic. SENIOR PLAY On January 13 and 14, the Class of ’28 presented “The Amazons,” in the High School Hall. It was one of the best plays ever produced in the High School. The members of the cast were admirably adapted to their parts. The cast was as follows: The eccentric Lady Castle-J or dan .... Dorothy Chase “Big brother” . Alice Hodson “Second brother” . Mary Brennan “Younger brother” . Isabelle Parker “Sargent” ... Sara Harnden Lord Litterley . Boyd Parker Andre de Grival . Alfred Staegar Tweenways . William Day Rev. Minchen . Frank Heselton Gamekeeper . Wilbur Sias Butler . Harold Henchey Poacher . Ralph Burhoe Lady Castle-Jordan, since she could not have the boys for whom she wished, had determined to make her three sturdy daughters into boys as far as possible. Thus they grew strong and athletic, spurning the love of all men, until after a series of escapades they became the brides of the two Englishmen and the Frenchman. Delicious candy was sold under the direction of Thelma McClintock and Eleanor Lovering. Credit is due to Sidney Lassell for lighting, Lucille Ware and William Willson, Jr. for their part in helping to obtain costumes, Eugene Bronson, properties, Mr. Boehm and Miss Lahaise, for supervision of scenery making, and Wilbur Sias, Harold Boyle, Grace Black, Kenneth Morrison, Dorothy Heselton, and Dorothy Babine, for making and setting up scenery. Evelyn Holmes served as prompter. V. Whitney ’30. The High School Orchestra aided by playing both nights. Page Forty THE LADIES’ AID The first presentation of the Reading High School musical clubs was held in the High School Hall, February 9, 1928. The program, under the direction of Mr. Woods, was well received. The first number was a one-act comedy, “The Ladies’ Aid.” The parts were very well done, and the audience had many a hearty laugh. The ladies were Mrs. Howe D. Dugh, the hostess, Alberta O’Brien ; Mrs. Hydrogen, the president, Alice Poole; Mrs. Stout, Beulah Munro; Mrs. Ruffles, Doris Turner; Mrs. Tombstone, Martha Lane: Miss Huntaman, Mary Brennan; Mrs. Snappy, Elsie Noyes; Miss Scrawney, the secretary, Jeanette Cheyne; Mrs. Feather¬ brain, Barbara Merrill; Miss Dippy, Viola Martin; Mrs. Everpest, Dorothy Babine ; and Pineapple, her daughter, Ida Monahan. The trumpet trio, Robert Heselton, Charles Harris, and Eugene Bronson, played “Aida,” and the “Gypsy Love Song.” “Daybreak” and “Forest Dance” were effectively sung by the Glee Club. The orchestra, under the direction of Kenneth Henchey, played “Poet and Peasant.” A Japanese trio, “Three Little Maids from School,” was presented by Phyllis Gray, Doris Turner, and Esther Surrette. The hit of the evening was the double male quartet. Gilbert Soule, Woodward Lewis, Malcolm Weeks, Charles Sweetser, Alfred Kimball, Albert Mussells, Richard Chesley, and Henry Martin made up the eight. They sang “Kentucky Babe,” “Bells of St. Mary’s,” and “Napoleon.” The Glee Club again sang with the orchestra. The numbers were “Sing, Smile, Sleep,” and “Greetings to Spring,” and “ Your Land and My Land.” Miss Spaulding assisted. These selections closed a very enjoyable evening. E. N. Page Forty-one PEGGY AND THE PIRATE On Friday, April 20th, the operetta “Peggy and the Pirate,” was given by the combined musical clubs “We’re a gay and happy crowd that’s ready for play,” That’s what the members of the Operetta say, The boys were dressed as pirates fierce and bold, The girls as gypsies flashed their beads of gold. All spangles and jewelry and colorful beads, Hope Williamson, the red-haired lady, leads. Dick Chesley, as pirate wasn’t gruff, But all in all, he knew his stuff. Phyllis Gray was hostess, charming and fair, When she smiled her smile, it cheered all there. The pirate, Bill Manning, black beard and hairy cheeks, This villainous part was played by Malcolm Weeks. Viola Martin, bewitching dainty miss, Captivated all the crowd, and won a great big kiss. Jack Beaton, country born, and lovely Lucille Ware, Were supposed to be the capable married pair. Soule and Merritt sneaked side by side, And made us laugh until we cried. Last but not least, Bingo Jones, none the less, William Willson, Junior, did his best, He was porter, guard, and baggage man, Let me be first to shake his hand. F. Bangs ’29. Page Forty-two ATHLETICS FOOTBALL lit row—-F. Howard, R. Hickey, Capt.-elect W. Carter, Capt. C. Dukelow, G. Playdon, R. Spavin, A. Pierpcnt. Middle row—D. Bowers, G. Soule, R. Pomfret, D. Sias, J. Doherty, D. Gray. Back row—Mgr. F. Heselton, B. Horton. W, Kimball, L. Zwicker, Coach Aldred READING HIGH FOOTBALL 1927-1928 Reading High boys played a formidable game all season, but the breaks were against them in several contests. Our principal games were with Stoneham and Wakefield. Playing brilliantly at Stoneham on Columbus Day Reading came out a victor, 12-0. However, in the final game of the season at Wakefield, the boys in green experienced an “off day,” and w y ere forced to bow to the previously hopeless Wakefield eleven, 14-0. LETTER MEN IN FOOTBALL Captain Charles Dukelow r , Captain-elect William Carter, Francis Merritt, Max Cail, George Playdon, Donald Sias, Richard Pomfret, Robert Spavin, David Bowers, Frank Howard, Warren Kimball, Roger Hickey, Gilbert Soule, Arnold Pierpont, Donald Gray, John Doherty, Manager Frank Heselton. Page Forty-three BASKETBALL 3st row—C. Sweetser, C. Dukelow, Capt. M. Weeks, Capt.-elect N. Burns, G. White. 2nd row Mgr. H. Boyle, K. Henchey. F. Canty, E. Phillips, B. Horlon, E. Halligan, Coach R. Taylor READING HIGH BASKETBALL TEAM The Reading High Basketball team had a good season this year, winning 13 out of 21 games. The best and most interesting games were with Lynn, Milton, and Proctor Academy. We beat Lynn by one point, 21-22. Milton was beaten on their own floor 26-24. This was a very good game considering that we changed our method of defence. We played territory defence in¬ stead of man to man as we had been playing. This game was considered a good scrappy game because Milton had beaten us on our own floor. Coach Taylor certainly knew his stuff when he had us change our defence. It was easier to play because the floor was very narrow. LETTER MEN IN BASKETBALL Malcolm Weeks (Captain), Norman Burns (Captain Elect), Bryce Horton, Charles Sweetser, Charles Dukelow, George White, Edward Phillips, Edward Halligan, Francis Canty, Kenneth Henchey, Harold Boyle (Manager). Page Forty-four RUSSELL P. TAYLOR PRESENTS CERTIFICATES “My idea of the kind of coach most beneficial to boys is pretty well personified in the present R. H. S. coach, Mr. Aldred. When to win is the only objective, the situation is deplorable. Although this is less often the case than in the past, there are still some who fail to appreciate the fact that the game shouldn ' t be considered the end in itself, but the means to the end, that is, an incentive to the boy to make the most of his physical possibilities in order that he may become as nearly one hundred percent efficient as can be the case. “As a strong evidence of the fact that a coach is placing too much emphasis upon winning exists when a coach allows a star player to partici¬ pate in the games, regardless of that player ' s observance of the rules. Time and time again during the last three years I’ve witnessed Reading High teams engage in contest without some individual or individuals who were undoubtedly better than those in the game. Why was that? Simply because Coach Aldred’s conception of athletics is sound to the core. “Summed up, what is the evidence: That Mr. Aldred is far less con¬ cerned about his reputation as a winning coach than he is about making athletics inspirational and educational in the truest sense of those terms. “As far as that’s concerned, his teams have won their share of games played. “However, his biggest accomplishment since coming to Reading is what he has done for football. When he arrived in the Fall of 1925, football was in its infancy as a Reading High Sport, but since that time by dint of hard work he has put R. H. S. on the football map in no uncertain fashion. His teams of the last two seasons have compared favorably with those put forth by any of the schools of the state no larger than our own.” Following were remarks as to the place of basketball in R. H. S. sports and the spirit and excellence of the boys who took part in the games the past season, and then the certificates to the basketball boys were awarded. When Coach Aldred presented certificates for football he said that the thing for which he had always been working, a comeback in a losing game, he had observed in a recent baseball game. THE COLLECTORS Tuesday, every week, the collectors appear shortly after the morning exercises, holding out one hand for a nickel and the other carrying the book which contains the record of payments. This reveals the fact you do not owe a nickel, but a quarter. You smile sweetly telling them you’re sorry but you forgot. The collectors have w r orked hard all the year trying to please every¬ one. They have tried to have you receive your tags for games, so don’t blame them if you were absent, and had to pay thirty-five cents to go. We must remember their work is never praised. There is none of the glory of making an unusual basket with this task. We never give them any cheers. They receive no letters for their hard work. So the least we can do is co-operate with them and have our money ready each Tuesday, without a question about how much we’ve paid. Page Forty-five BASEBALL list row—C. Johnson, A. Temple, E. Gascoigne, H. Martin, Lm Nichols, C. White, B. Dou¬ cette, W. Stanford, F. Riley. 2nd row—O. Crowe, J. Doherty, G. White (Captain), T. Doucette, R. Hickey, D. Gray. 3rd row—D. Johnson (Manager), W. Morten, F. Merritt, W. Young To be a good ball player one must have these abilities—he must be fast on his feet, have a good eye, and must be able to think quickly. The Reading High Baseball team has only won one game so far, but the boys’ spirits are still as good as ever and they expect to win the rest of the games. The first game with Belmont was lost, 6-7. We were ahead 6 to 1 up to the sixth inning and then the catcher couldn’t seem to get his eye on the ball. John Doherty pitched a wonderful game. We got nine hits to their three. Stoneham won from us by one run, this game was lest on bad base running, and base running is as important as hitting. We beat the best team we have played this year by the score of 8-7, on Reading grounds. This team was Winthrop High. We won this through the wonderful pitching of John Doherty, who struck out fourteen batters, and through the batting of the players. Winthrop only made one good hit and that w T as a home run with three men on bases. This luck did not hold out, for at Winthrop they beat us to the score 17 to 5. Whit Morton was right there with the stick getting three hits out of three times at the bat. On one of his hits he traveled to third. John Doherty made a nice hit which would have meant a three bagger or more if he hadn’t had a bad leg. “Gubby” White got a homer, right after John got on, making three hits out of four. That game was lost on errors made by Reading. Both teams got the same number of hits. Page Forty-six -• ttlUKI W GIRLS’ BASKETBALL 1st row—P. Dooley. G. Burns, E. Riley, T. McClintock (Captain), E. Albea, P. Gray, C. Weafer. 2nd row—G. Curtis, E. Benjamin, H. Williamson, D. Brown, R. Stevens. 3rd row—A. Hodson. C. Doherty, E. Cohen, L. Cheney, E. Anderson, M. Connelly. 4th row—V. Tucker, D. Turner, E. Irving. 5th row—F. Estabrook (Manager), Miss Lydia Nelson, Coach, V. Nodding The girls’ basketball team had a successful season winning five out of eight games. T. McClintock was captain. The second team played five games, winning all. The first game played in the W. S. Parker Junior High gym with Stoneham, ended 21-14 for Reading. At Malden the first team suffered a defeat, however, the second team made up for this loss by winning. On Jan. 19 Belmont came here, and on Jan. 26 R. H. S. went to Watertown. Both games were lost. On the 31st a return game with Malden was won with a score of 21-16. The second team also was victorious, 33-26. Feb. 3 Stoneham was beaten by a score of 33-14. On the tenth Winchester came to Reading. After an exciting game the home team was defeated by a score of 30-24. Our second team won 21-17. The last game of the season was fought at Belmont, Reading being far superior, won 33-11. Our second team also showed merit by winning, 24-13. E. C. and E. 3. ’30. GIRLS’ BASKET BALL AWARDS Thelma McClintock, Captain; Florence Estabrook, Manager; Lois Cheney, Evelie Irving, Virginia Nodding, Phyllis Gray, Doris Brown, Elinor Riley, Eunice Albee, Hope Williamson, Virginia Tucker, Eva Anderson, Gladys Burns, Delma Turner, Evelyn Benjamin, Ruth Stevens, Ruth Frost, A. A. Collector. Page Forty-seven EXCHANGES What Others Think of Us: “Our Latest Feats” is clever. We congratulate you upon the success of “The Amazons,” both for the play itself and your success in making scenery.—“Red and Black.” Your magazine is very good. A larger joke column would add much to your paper. The exchange department is well done.—“The Exponent.” The editorials are very interesting. More original material in the Poetry Department would improve your magazine.—“The Reflector.” You have a well arranged paper.—“The Blue and White.” What We Think of Others: “The Red and Black” Newport, R. I. Each issue is better than the preceding one. “Pat the Senior” is great. “Murdock Murmurs” Murdock High School. Your paper was interesting to me because you publish it yourself. The headings to the “Exchange” and “Literary” departments are well done. “Murdock Murmurs” is clever. “The Exponent” Greenfield, Mass. Your paper is very clever. The stories are well written. “Success in Defeat” was very good. The cartoon from shorthand characters is unusual. “The Reflector” Woburn High Your cartoons and poems are good. Where are your jokes? We gratefully acknowledge: The Partridge The Record The Blue Owl The Blue Flame The Blue Flame The Recorder The Burdett Lion The Go-Getter The Bulletin The Recorder Ruth Frost. Duxbury High Newburyport High Attleboro High Hopedale Hihg Hopedale High Winchester High Burdett College Bliss Bus. College Lawrence High Winchester High I age Forty-eight JOKES FARMER MEETS FARMER One farmer : “Out where I come from the squashes grow so big we have to haul them in with a team of horses.” Another farmer : “That’s nothin’, out where 1 live the corn grows so fast that we have to keep two men at the base of each stalk to chop the ears off as they go by an’ one day one of the fellows missed the ear an’ it caught under his belt. By heck, you won’t believe it but it carried him up so far that we had to shoot dog biscuits up to him with a shotgun to keep him from starvin’.” Exchange (The Authentic) Stoneham. Must Have Been Cliquot Club Customer: “Ginger ale, please.” Waiter: “Pale?” Customer: “Oh no, a glassful is plenty.” WHO’S TO BLAME? Father (reading school report): “Conduct, reading, arithmetic bad; all bad. What is the meaning of this?” Gerald: “I can’t understand it either, Dad. Do you think it might be forgery?” “I don’t see how any man can put a nasty old pipe in his mouth,” said the sweet young thing,—and then she stooped over and kissed her bull dog. ■—Exchange (?) Junior: “Say, do you know? The Bremen won’t hold the three fliers now.” Soph: “How’s that?” Junior: “Oh, it just Fitzmaurice.” THAT’S NEVER When ice cream grows on macaroni trees, And when Sahara’s sands are muddy, When cats and dogs wear overshoes, That’s when I like to study. —College Humor. Briggs: “What would you do to avoid falling hair?” Riggs: “You might try to jump out of the way.” From Current Events Exchange Column. “Grandma,” said little Margery, “how old is Auntie Ruth?” “I wouldn’t possibly say my dear, without looking in the family Bible.” “Gracious,” said Margery, “is she old enough to be mentioned in the Bible?” From Current Events Exchange Column. Teacher: “How is it Tommy, that your essay on “The Dog” is exactly the same as your brother’s?” Tommy: “We’ve only got one dog, teacher.” From Boston Post. He (at big party) : “I made an awful mistake just now I told a man, I thought the host was stingy, and it happened to be the host I spoke to.” She: “Oh, you mean my husband.” From Boston Post. Coach Taylor (12 A. D., attending a Christian massacre) : “We’ve got a capacity crowd, but still we’re losing money. The upkeep on the lions must be pretty heavy. F. Merritt: “Yes, sir— ' these lions sure do eat up the prophets.” A CATASTROPHE The animal cracker factory in our neighborhood blew up and it rained cats and dogs for hours. Page Forty-nine FARMER’S LUCK A Roman farmer in ancient times, while working in his garden found a large, flat stone : “What luck! ’twill make a new page for my diary.” JUNIOR GIGGLERS “Steady, steady,” the photographers! cry, “Hold it! Hold it! don’t move or sigh,” | “Just one more chance, remember now or never.” Click went the camera, “Did you ever?” F. Bangs ’29. I haven’t any w r ealth, I don’t believe in sham, I have a bit of health, So I’m glad I’m who I am. Out of Reading, to the Turnpike On the way to Maine. The driver, he did calmly sit And hoped it wouldn’t rain. Packard, Marmon, or La Salle Far ahead we would espy. And many a driver cursed and swore As we roared and rattled by. “Turn off at Wells, To Sanford go” The chauffeur did repeat And on w r e went, up to Maine On the highway of concrete. DETENTION Forget your studies some bright sunny day, And see if you can guess what your teacher’ll say. There’s no need to guess, as you probably know, For into Detention you must go. G. W. Report to the Office at Once You enter the office and sit on a chair, And blurt out in sobs that you think, “It’s unfair.” You unravel your tale and make it j so sad, That the principal knows it was you who were bad. G. W. THESE SENIORS There’s many a Senior in this school,] Who makes a teacher mad. They’re swapping their pictures, day by day. It seems to be a fad. They pass them in classrooms where I work is the word; The teacher obtains them with glee. ' This fazes them none, they get up and j say, “Will you sign this class book for me?”! Walter Ingalls. A PEREGRINATION We started off at daybreak With a very clumsy load. And Lizzie leaped and sputtered As we clattered down the road. At eight o’clock in the morning We had reached our destination The hundred miles had quickly gone On our first peregrination. Peregrination : A traveling from country to country or from place to place; a wandering, a journey.—Webster’s Collegiate Dic¬ tionary. C. E. ’29. NICKNAMES “When Skies Are” Gray “Save a” Soule “In the Wild” Wood “Why be” Blue “Wrong or” Wright “Wild Goose” Chase “Hot Dog” Riley “Arts and” Crafts “Day by” Day “Rather” Young “Gum” Boyle “Lotta” Noyes “Lovers” Lane “Approacha” Hill “Early” Frost “Earna” Merritt “Buffalo” Nichols “Bad’ Boyce “1928” Nash “Too” Loud “Small” Stone “What Did Lindsay “Hay” Fields “Willie” Skidmore “Peach” Bowers “Two” Weeks “Careless Driver “Peaceful” Holmes Page Fifty UNIVERSITY THE SCHOOL OF ENGINEERING In co-operation with engineering firms offers four year curriculums leading to the Batchelor’s degree in the following branches of engi¬ neering: CIVIL ENGINEERING CHEMICAL ENGINEERING ELECTRICAL ENGINEERING INDUSTRIAL ENGINEERING MECHANICAL ENGINEERING THE SCHOOL OF BUSINESS ADMINISTRATION Co-operating with business firms, offers four year collegiate courses leading to the Bachelor’s degree of BUSINESS ADMINISTRATION in BUSINESS MANAGEMENT or in ACCOUNTING FINANCE The Co-operative Plan of training enables the student to combine theory with practice and makes it possible for him to earn his tuition and a part of his other school expenses. 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Plan — ai — • - -■ ' - - - — saving a We offer an i Regu substantk For our unm£ 195 Main Ou king your L. create a S%% on r k ng, Mass. 5m © v a_. v£ Av k- ' J -G QtJ ' ' (Qj i II y The PIONEER Mid-Year Number Now that half of the school year has been successfully completed, and, as we hope, things have settled into a happy and peaceful course, we feel that it is fitting at this time to respectfully dedicate this num¬ ber of the Pioneer to The FACULTY Published by the pupils of Reading High School 1929 ooo£ oo oo ooo p q ir flirntm Hoarh EDITOR IN CHIEF Theron Johnson ’29 ASSISTANTS Hope Williamson ’29 Vincent Whitney ’20 BUSINESS MANAGERS William Carter ’29 Herbert Downs ’30 NEWS EDITOR Lucille Cate ’29 EXCHANGE CRITIC Ruth Frost ’29 ATHLETIC EDITORS Eunice Albee ’29 Francis Merritt ’30 JOKE EDITOR Walter Ingalls ’30 BOARD PHOTOGRAPHER Lois Haley ART EDITOR Donald Bowman ’29 POEM EDITOR Katherine Tolman ’29 LITERARY EDITORS Philip Parker ’30 , Truesdale Fife ’30 Lillian Chamberlain ’30 Barbara Knight ’29 Woodward Lewis ’29 FACULTY ADVISERS Maveret Flower Luke Halpin Frances Greenhalgh H ermon T. Wheeler HONORARY MEMBER Helen Beals, first editor of the Pioneer. EDITORIAL It is considered little less than criminal and insulting for the students of one school to wear the colors or letter of another. If they are partak¬ ing of the activities of a school they .should be loyal to it. The use of the letter is to confer on the wearer the ' distinction of having given much con¬ scientious effort for the cause of his school in ' some branch of athletics. The hard feelings caused by this illegal, in the sense of unauthorized at that particular school, wearing of letters of other schools is in general due to the difference in standards as to what constitutes candidacy for the honor. “Thus, the student bodies claim, with justice, that no letters should be worn except under the authorization of their particular school. Some dissatisfaction has been caused here on account of the number of Junior High School students who, hav¬ ing earned a letter in the Junior High, continue to wear it in High School. Naturally we, the students in High School, object that because of the necessarily lower standards in the Junior High, it is lowering our stand¬ ards to permit former students of an¬ other institution to wear its letters here. We do not deny their right to wear letters which they have, doubt¬ less, well earned, but we do object to their wearing them here. THE PIONEER PAGE THREE One thing contributors do not seem to realize is that whether they wish their own name to be printed with their article or not, it greatly simplifies mat¬ ters in arranging the material if the author’s name is known. Anyone who would rather use a pen name may do so but please also give your own name; it will not be printed if so requested. For instance, for this issue, when the merits of new board members were being decided, several papers had pen names, or no names at all. It was almost impossible to tell whether they were by regular members or not. Please sign your own name some¬ where on your article. Knockers of the Pioneer will please voice their objections in writing and include contributions showing their idea of what the Pioneer should con¬ tain. The box in the office always has room. It is not entirely the Board’s fault if the Pioneer does not surpass all ideals put forward for it; we cannot create material out of thin air. This system of not ringing the “no school’’ bell, once brought about a case of 80% absence in the Math. 4 Class ; that is, four out of five. HERE’S TO HORATIO We have had with us, since the be¬ ginning of the year, a very remarkable person. Many times during the past months he has shown evidence of a sparkling wit, but recently this has been even more evident. His dry wit and humor give promise of keeping others of the faculty on the run, if they are to retain their so far unap¬ proachable humoristic standing. Every teacher has his or her nick¬ name. Some of their names, at first, seem disrespectful but a close inspec¬ tion reveals the fact, that the best be¬ loved teachers receive the most ridicu¬ lous names. The teacher that has no nickname is to be pitied; there is something wrong somewhere. He or she must lack individuality indeed. Thank goodness, no teacher in Read¬ ing High is so signally dishonored. We might as well announce this new¬ comer’s name, here and now, for strange as it may seem he has already been awarded one. In fact he re¬ ceived it within two weeks of the be¬ ginning of the school year. He is widely known as Horatio. How he came to be honored with this name should not puzzle any student of U. S. history. However, all joking aside, we are truly thankful for Horatio and we all wish him and his “able bodied seamen” a somewhat belated but very sincere happy New Year. A Senior. CLASS NOTES The Sophomore class officers are : Pres.—Frank Cate. V. Pres.—Betty Wilcox. Sec’y—Margaret Guild. Treas.—Irvin Brogan. The class has decided to give a Hop on March 1, at the High School and has chosen the following com¬ mittee : Barbara Boardman, Chairman, Paul Swanson, Ruth Chesley, Hamilton Burgess, Richard Burhoe, Lyman Belknap, Warren Chase, Ina Berg- quist, Katherine Spencer. o THt BASKETBALL 5QUAD HAS TASTED OF VICTORY AS WELL AS DEFEAT. A LITTLE. SPANISH Atmosphere, was INTRODUCED IN THE recent operetta. A i, hR(MP P,L p ONTS SECRET SWBTPrT ' rrV 5 TO ® E COMETHE svbtect for an arrow collar AD J l lvjcycate A ihther6le 0 ) THEsheriff’s daughter ONE MORE. FOOTBALL SEASON 0 o gone; ( y SAYS 70ECARTER V) A NUMBER OF SPEAKERS HAVfc ADPRESSED US FROM OUR NOTED ROSTRUM, THU SEASON O ' 0 pave BOWERS HAD A DOCTOR AMD A BED UAlTiNG FOR HIM FTER THE SENIOR PLAY. THE PIONEER PAGE FIVE “ONE GIFT ABOVE ANOTHER” On December 20th the Sophomore class presented a Christmas play en¬ titled, “One Gift Above Another.” The following 1 members composed the cast: Doris Sherrill—Mary Devaney, Dr. Don Graham—Lyman Belknap, Allan Sherrill, the brother—Hamilton Bur¬ gess, Grandmother Sherrill—Katherine Spencer, Mr. Sherill—Irvin Brogan, Mrs. Blair—Mabel Kalb, Nancy Blair, her daughter—Mildred Davies, Mrs. Jenkins—Ruth Pitman, Marjorie Jenk¬ ins—Ina Berquist, Susie Jenkins— Patricia Littlefield, Tim Jenkins—Bar¬ bara Marsh, Tom Jenkins—Leon Rich, Frances Jenkins—Jeane Else, Rose Marie Flanagan—Dorothy Day, Molly, the maid—Lillian Comey. Each one was well fitted for his part, and all are to be congratulated on their acting. Much of the success of the play was due to the untiring patience and efforts of Mrs. Flower and Mr. Sussmann. R. Chesley ’31 NEWS The night of the last day of school, before the Christmas holidays, the Junior Prom was held. It certainly was all that it was said it would be. The decorations were right in accord with the Christmas time. Little ever¬ greens screened the orchestra, which certainly was good, others stood around the hall, and festoons of greenery were strung from light to light. Two red lanterns with white cutout letters,—’30, hung in the middle and diffused the light with a pleasing softness. Everyone seemed to enjoy himself, including four of the faculty, who were there. Their self-sacrifice in giving up their time to come to a purely school function was nobly rewarded for two of them by the bestowal of the prize for the winners of the elimination dance. As usual, everyone was reluctant to leave, even at twelve o’clock, the cus¬ tomary closing time. “BELIEVE ME XANTIPPE” On Friday, the 18th of January the Senior Play, “Believe Me Xantippe” was presented in Shepardson Hall with great success. A large audience thoroughly enjoyed itself and only re¬ gretted the end. Those who knew Bob Spavin giggled sympathetically with him, when he had a hard time to con¬ ceal his natural partiality to humor, or was it embarrassment? Dave Bowers through the whole play showed a marked talent for acting and praise falls short in view of his grit in going on with the show. It is rumored he will be the hero of many dreams, for he certainly played his part perfectly. Dick Chesley upheld his reputation for fine acting and easily acted the stand¬ ard New Yorker. Jimmie Mercer dis¬ placed his customary bashfulness and with further training would make an excellent actor. The second act brought Leslie McAuley into view wearing a forbidding moustache, which contrary to tradition, did not fall off. His first words were mumbled inco- PAGE SIX THE PIONEER herently, but shortly were more dis¬ tinct and showed to good effect the training of Miss Barlow. Lucille Cate looking very sweet, although a little restrained, played her part marvel¬ ously well and not once hesitated or failed to enunciate her lines clearly. Eddie Herrick astonished the audience with his ability for acting the wiry, sinister and subtle Westerner, but he revealed his Eastern origin when he dropped several cards, shuffling,—the card shark! The success of the play was assured when at the close of the second act the scenery caught in the curtain, for the audience enjoyed im¬ mensely the extra amusement. During the third act Leslie was quite hidden beneath his huge black hat. Walter Benjamin played his part exceedingly well, though we think he labored to conceal some nervousness! But then, who wouldn’t? Then came Eunie Albee, who acted so perfectly, that we almost were convinced she was “tough!” She carried the audience away with acting so realistic, that a future career in that line, may easily be prophesized. She alone received special applause, which she certainly earned. Barbara Knight, following in the footsteps of her sister, played the part of an austere and rather old- fashioned aunt, very well indeed. The usual happy ending put us in a cheer¬ ful and hopeful mood. K. Tolman ’29. DEBATE On Monday evening, January 7, a debate was held in the High School hall. The subject of the debate was “Resolved: That this house should favor the passing of a bill by the Massachusetts State Legislature pro¬ viding the passage of a bill allowing women to serve on the jury.” The affirmative side was held by Ruth Adden, Raymond Nelson, and Philip Parker. The speakers of the negative were Barbara Boardman, Frank Heselton, and Irving Brogan, assisted by William McLeod. Each side put forth some very strong points. After a hard battle the de¬ baters retired and planned their re¬ buttal. A few minutes later they en¬ tered the hall again. Raymond Nelson, affirmative, and Frank Heselton, nega¬ tive, were the speakers. After the last speaker had concluded, the judges, Mrs. MacPherson Daniel, J. Warren Killam, and Edward Quinlan retired backstage and held a debate of their own. A short intermission followed at which time a prize was awarded Theron Johnson for his essay entitled “History, the Traffic Director of the Intelligent Voter.” The whole Senior Class had the opportunity to try for this prize of a five dollar gold piece which was given by the League of Women Voters. Mrs. Laura S. Gordon awarded the prize. Soon the judges returned. Mrs. Daniel announced the verdict; the negative side had won. A part of the High School Orchestra was present and played during the intermissions. W. Ingalls ’30. A EIRST REHEARSAL By special A. R. (authentic reports) dispatch from R. H. S. The cast was draped at convenient (The Operetta) places around the hall; the most curious position being that of the lad sprawled on the piano. The ’cellist was tuning the ‘e’ string while the pianist insisted on pounding ‘a’. Other THE PIONEER PAGE SEVEN instruments were in similar discord, while that brilliant chap, Robert Hez- elton, surpassed all of them in an imitation of an airplane with the croup. A horrible moan accompanied all and might have been a soul in tor¬ ture but I believe it was Joe Cum¬ mings trying to pronounce “Camelita”. In the height of these earnest efforts a powerful voice was heard: “Hact wun, seen wun.” A common rush for the stage gave new proof of a rule in physics. No matter how hard they tried only one body could occupy a given place at the same time ; for example, a doorway. In the general confusion following, one got the idea the ‘ensemble’ was trying to sing. Indeed a song was frequently heard louder than the piano. This was a discredit though, for it invariably turned out to be a bass singing a soprano part or vice-versa. Then came a chorus-dance. It was perfect except some tried to start off on the left foot, some on the right foot, others tried both feet, to no effect. Soon the general belief was that an airplane was to be seen—or heard—and follow¬ ing glances to various parts of the ceiling, amid noise from the electric fan, a series of calisthenics was started. These were supposed to be associated with flying but as some one said, “It is a great sport if you know how to play.” Things went on smoothly after this until the men’s chorus started. The six had to outdo themselves to imitate a mob but still there weren’t enough books and no one seemed to know the place. Then by some mysterious jug¬ gling of actors a grape-vine dance was started. The director’s annoyance was increased on finding the chorus had failed to exit smiling at the proper time. Mr. Sussman closed the rehearsal with a few cheerful remarks, in short: “While others had succeeded in making an operetta in three weeks, even we might possibly do the same thing. T. Fife ’30. DEDICATED TO THE SHORTIES As I’m a very short speciman of humanity, I can sympathize with those who are also in my class. I do wish that I could grow but my grandmother, aunt, and grown-up cousin say, with reluctance, that they’re afraid I’m des¬ tined to be short; are any of you doomed also? Our class of shorties can’t be looked down upon, that’s certainly true, for haven’t we some of the most brilliant occupying honorable places? What about Mrs. Sussmann and “ that feel¬ ing for language,” Squeak Marsh and her recent Aff- test in Latin, B. Board- man—our notorious debater and au¬ thoress-to-be, and, I’ll add Donald Sullivan who is really so brilliant in Geometry, n’est-ce pas? It, most as¬ suredly, would be horrid to be as tall and as dumb as Kay Spencer, with her long legs and maximum honors! I’m sure that this clan has many ad¬ vantages, for instance: when one of those four feet, eight inch, poor dan¬ cers will ask you to dance with him at dancing school and you trip all over each other, you’re really not half so conspicuous as a five feet, six and three eighths inch female would be. We’re an economy for our parents,, also, for can’t ' we wear the same clothes for at least two years (?) • and then we pass for ten cents at the movies. (If you don t dare to do that trick, ask B. A. to get your tickets). Oh, I’ll tell you, it’s lots more fun to be short when you really get used to the idea—ask anyone who is. M. Guild ’30. PAGE EIGHT THE PIONEER STORIES NEXT! I clambered into the barber chair at ‘Nate’s Shop’ with a feeling of ex¬ pectancy. Nate, a garrulous razor- slinger, was one of the few natural story tellers and never disappointed me with lack of witty ‘stretchers.’ He did not now, for after affectionately wrapping the big apron around my neck (nearly choking me in so doing) he said, “Did I ever tell you about my trained halibut ‘Oscar?’’’ In re¬ sponse to my negative answer he be¬ gan to narrate. “Well,” said he, “I first found the idea in the Hoston Berald. It was to the effect that cod could be caught more easily if the temperature of the water was taken. Water between 50 degrees and 75 degrees was the best. On my next fishing trip I happened to catch a young halibut. It looked to be an exceptionally intelligent cod— pardon me, I mean Halibut—and a bump between the eyes seemed to have developed a storage place for extra grey-matter. I shook his fin for good-will, and put him in a barrel of water to let him see I intended to be friends. In a few weeks I trained my pet to carrry a thermometer under his float¬ ing-gill. His task was to find water of the right temperature for fishing. After reading a good warmth, say 60 degrees, he swam back and led me to the right place. I must say that with his help mv catch increased tremen¬ dously ; in fact I didn’t even use bait but just threw the hook over without the line. All I had to do was catch the fish when they came to the top. Yes, those were the days but they ended all too quickly. One day I burnt my hand when I touched Oscar and when I poured him out of his specially refrigerated tank into the sea, he set the ocean boiling. He had a high tem¬ perature caused by a bronchial gill- trouble ; this soon turned into pneu¬ monia and my poor pet died. Never have I found another halibut with the right knob between the eyes and so Oscar has no one to succeed him. I believe the thing that caused his death was that faulty thermometer. It registered only 92 degrees when it should have shown 102 degrees so I did not know of his illness till he burnt my hand. It would have made you w T eep to see the poor fish pat my hand as he passed out. The government notice that the best fishing was between 50 degrees or 75 degrees was wrong for Oscar always used 75 degrees and the thermometer was 10 degrees off. I wrote to the officials of this but they refused to believe my tale.” There was a slight pause as Nate parted my hair, for every block must have its alley. Then he pulled the apron from my recumbent form and after pocketing my two-bits he bel¬ lowed, “Next!” T. Fife ' 30. THE NARCISSUS There was a very beautiful nymph named Echo, who had never, in all her life, seen anvbody handsomer than the god Pan. You have read that Pan was the chief of all the Satyrs, and what hideous monsters the Satyrs were. So, when Pan made love to her, she very naturally kept him at a dis¬ tance ; and, as she supposed him to be no worse-looking than the rest of the world, she made up her mind to have nothing to do with love or love- making, and was quite content to ramble about the woods all alone. THE PIONEER PAGE NINE But one day, to her surprise, she happened to meet with a young man who was as different from Pan as any creature could be. Instead of having a goat’s legs and long hairy arms, he was as graceful as Apollo himself; no horns grew out of his forehead, and his ears were not long, pointed, and covered with hair, but just like Echo’s own. And he was just as beautiful in face as he was graceful in form. I doubt if Echo would have thought even Apollo himself so handsome. The nymphs were rather shy, and Echo was the very shyest of them all. But she admired the stranger so much she could not leave the spot and at last she even plucked up courage enough to ask him, “What is the name of the most beautiful being in the whole world ? ” “Whom do you mean?” asked he. “Yourself? If you want to know your own name, you can tell it better than I can.” “No,” said Echo, “I don’t mean my¬ self. I mean you. What is your name?” “My name -is Narcissus,” said he “But as for my being beautiful—that is absurd.” “Narcissus!” repeated Echo to her¬ self. “It is a beautiful name. Which of the nymphs have you come to meet here in these woods all alone? She is lucky—whoever she may be.” “I have come to meet nobody,” said Narcissus. “But—am I really so beauti¬ ful? I have often been told so by other girls, of course; but really it is more than I can quite believe.” “And you don’t care for any of those girls ? ” “Why, you see,” said Narcissus, “when all the girls one knows call one beautiful, there’s no reason why I should care for one more than another. They all seem alike when thev are all always saying just the same thing. Ah! I do wish I could see myself, so that I could tell if it was really true. I would marry the girl who could give me the wish of my heart—to see my¬ self as other people see me. But as nobody can make me do that, why, I suppose I shall get on very well with¬ out marrying anybody at all.” Looking-glasses had not been in¬ vented in those days, so that Narcissus had really never seen even so much of himself as his chin. “What!” cried Echo, full of hope and joy; “if I make you see your own face, you will marry me?” “I said so, said he. “And of course what I say I’ll do, I’ll do.” “Then—come with me !” Echo took him by the hand and led him to the edge of a little lake in the middle of the wood, full of clear water. “Kneel down, Narcissus,” said she, “and bend your eyes over the water side. That lake is the mirror where Diana comes every morning to dress her hair, and in which, every night, the moon and the stars behold them¬ selves. Look into that water, and see what manner of man you are !” Narcissus kneeled down and looked into the lake. And, better than in any common looking-glass, he saw the reflected image of his own face—and he locked and looked, and could not take his eyes away. But Echo at last grew tired of wait¬ ing. “Have you forgotten what you promised me?” asked she. “Are you content now? Do vou see now that what I told is true?” He lifted his eves at last. “Oh, beautiful creature that I am!” said he. “I am the most divine creature in the whole wide world. I love myself madly. Go away. I want to be with my beautiful image, w r ith myself, all alone. I can’t marry you. I shall never love anybody but myself for the rest of my days.” And he kneeled dowm and gazed at himself once more, while poor Echo had to go weeping away. Narcissus had spoken truly. He loved himself and his own face so much that he could think of nothing else ; he spent all his days and nights by the lake, and never took his eyes away. But unluckily his image, which was only a shadow in the water, could PAGE TEN THE PIONEER not love him back again. And so he pined away until he died. And when his friends came to look for his body they found nothing but a flower, into which his soul had turned. So they called it the Narcissus, and we call it so still. And yet I don’t know that it is a particularly conceited or selfish flower. As for poor Echo, she pined away too. She faded and faded until nothing was left of her but her voice. There are many places where she can even now be heard. And she still has the same trick of saying to vain and fool¬ ish people whatever they say to them¬ selves, or whatever they would like best to hear said to them. If you go where Echo is and call out loudly, “I am beautiful!”—she will echo your very words. S. Birnie ’30. NO WEAPON Murder to me has always been a topic about which I have enjoyed read¬ ing, but have considered far distant from my life, until one day! The thaw had been succeeded by a cold snap which had made the streets icy, and frozen festoons cluster on the eaves of the houses. In the big house on the corner lived Dr. Brette, a widower, his housekeeper, and two maid servants. Dr. Brette was very wealthy, and held property all over town, controlled the Trust Company, and was editor of the rural paper; a very prominent man. The day had been uneventful for me and as I wended my way home, Frau Brettenhauch, the doctor’s housekeeper called to me. “Herr Wendell, the doctor wants to see you. He told me to be sure and tell you yet as I saw you.” She was of German extraction and often during conversation lapsed into idioms, as she had when she had hailed me. “Yes, Frau, I will go in. Where is your master?” I asked. “In his study,” was the answer. Opening the door to the library I passed on to the study, for the house was so planned that this room was in reality a small alcove from the li¬ brary and separated from the study by a pair of opaque glass doors, which I saw were locked. Upon knocking I received no answer so I called to the Frau. “He does not answer. Are you sure lie is here?” “But yes, Herr he was here but one little hour, he said at the middle meal— what you say? dinner, yes at dinner, when you went by, to call you to him,” she replied. I turned my attention to the door again and pressed on it to make sure it was locked, for I feared that the doctor was ill and could not answer. “Is there a key to this door?” I asked the Frau and was told that Dr. Brette always carried the only key. “What was there you said the Dr. Brette wanted?” I asked. “He says you come when I see you. I see you, call you, you come.” There was but to break the door. Since I felt quite justified in doing so, I took a small paper opener and carefully cut the glass. In that manner I was able to reach the key by the door knob, which I could turn, unlock¬ ing the door. The door was opened and I so en¬ tered that at first I saw nothing, then the Frau uttered a shrill cry and point¬ ed to the chair, which was back to me, but facing the Frau, who had entered with me and now stood transfixed with horror and surprise. The honorable doctor was dead from a horrible wound near the back of the neck, and there was nothing near which could have been the cause of his death. Immediately 1 ordered the Frau to call the police and a doctor. Upon the arrival of the police who of course questioned everyone, asked stupid questions and by insinuations accused THE PIONEER PAGE ELEVEN every one from the cat to Frau and myself of murdering the helpless old man. The absence of a weapon led the police to believe that it was murder, for a man could hardly stab himself, causing, so the doctor claimed, im¬ mediate death, hide his weapon, and seat himself in a chair so peacefully without a trace of blood about the room. The fact that all the doors to the room were locked and the one window fastened on the inside forced the police to cry suicide. The mystery of the doctor’s death was not cleared until his will was read, informing all, that he had embezzled $50,000 from the bank. Then every one knew it was suicide. But the weapon ? “How can it be suicide,” the police asked, “when there is no weapon?” I answered their questions by asking some of my own. 1. Could any one have locked the door by means of a slip noose on the key? No. 2. Were the panes in the door se¬ cure? Yes. 3. Could a pane of glass be extracted from the window? Yes, one had been, and had been carefully replaced. But this was of no avail for the window could not be opened by reaching the lock on it as the broken pane was far away and one of ordinary reach, could not manipulate the window by reaching the lock. 4. It was obvious that no weapon could be thrown through the space occupied by the pane, and be replaced by the doctor who was undoubtedly dead immediately after the blow. The first chance that I got after the death I went to the home of the doc¬ tor and examined every possible means for death found within his house. There was nothing to find and the mystery of the weapon was only ans¬ wered years later when I read in my morning journal, “Man Killed by Falling Icicle!” Dr. Brette had opened the window, broken off a large icicle, and stabbed himself with it. The warmth of the room had melted the icicle, hence no weapon! Philip Parker ’30. PRIM’S REWARD Prim was seventeen and a true daughter of the west. Golden hair like the sunlight, enchanting blue eyes, cheeks tanned by sun and wind, ruby lips, sparkling teeth—that was Prim. And then those long, carefree days on a desert ranch, surrounded by sand, cacti, and space had given her that characteristic western smile, broad and hearty. And Prim had made good use of it to capture the hearts of the few people with whom she had ever had any contact. It was a wonderful smile when it spread across her face, as it had continually in the old days. But somehow, now, things were different. The smile seemed there a little less often. Prim had noticed it herself, but at first she didn’t know why—some vague something had seemed to be forming in the back of her mind. One day, however, she had corraled the elusive thought—a desire to go away to some college, somewhere, anywhere, a desire to learn. And yet, Prim knew she couldn’t. It was impossible. Where would she ever obtain that fabulous sum necessary for an education? Prim had one remedy for such blue moments. She would take out the old family Ford and jounce around over the desert, more often in the air than in the seat. Prim was traveling along in this fashion one hot morning in July when she came to the crossroad which led to the Dam. Oh well, Prim decided, that road couldn’t be any worse. She would go up and see how high the water in the reservoir was. When Prim finally arrived, her heart PAGE TWELVE THE PIONEER stood still. Water was trickling through the dam. Prim knew what that meant. Her hesitation was brief. Quickly she turned the fliver around and set out for Silver Bow, the near¬ est tower, ten miles away. Could she make it? She pushed the car to its utmost speed with the result that it gave a far better interpretation of crazy rhythm than any orchestra in the country could have done. Five miles, four miles, two miles, there at last the tower broiling under a desert sun. Prim wasn’t sure of just what happened after that. But she knew that somehow she had stopped the car, gotten out, and warned Silver Bow, with the result that the break was stopped and the tower saved. A week later, to use a slang expres¬ sion, Prim had her purple moment. “Prim,” old Hodgkins, Silver Bow’s “Mayor,” had drawled, “us people here wants to show you that we know what ya done for us. That’s why we all wants to do somethin’ fer ya. So seein’ as ya wan’t ta, we’ve got ’nough money fer ya to go to college on.” Was Prim happy? What a question; her broad smile was back to stay. Vincent Whitney ’30. fickle fortune or how GLADYS HUSTLED “Press me no more Mr. Snooker,” said Gladys Vasasour-Smith. “I can never be yours.” “You have led me to believe differ¬ ently, Gladys,” said Bertram D. Snooper. The seuing sun was flooding with golden light the oriel windows of a magnificent mansion situated in one of the most aristocratic streets west of the brick yard. Bertram D. Snooper, a poor but ambitious, and talented young lawyer had just lost his first suit. He had dared to aspire to the hand of Gladys- Vasasour Smith, the beautiful and tal¬ ented daughter of one of the oldest and proudest families in the country. The bluest blood flowed in her veins. Her grandfather had sawed wood for the Hornsbys and an aunt on her mother’s side had married a man who had been kicked by General Lee’s mule. The lines about Bertram D. Snooper’s hands and mouth were drawn tighter as he paced to and fro, waiting for a reply to the question he intended to ask Gladys as soon as he thought of one. At last an idea occurred to him. “Why will you not marry me?” he asked in an inaudible tone. “Because,” said Gladys firmly, speak¬ ing easily with great difficulty, “the progression and enlightment, that the woman of to-day possesses, demand that the man shall bring to the mar¬ riage altar a heart and body free from the debasing iniquities that now no longer exist except in the chimerical imagination of enslaved custom.” “It is as I expected,” said Bertram, wiping his heated brow on the window curtain. “You have been reading books.” “Besides that,” continued Gladys, ignoring the deadly charge, “you have no money.” The blood of the Snoopers rose hastily and mantled the cheek of Ber¬ tram D. He put on his coat and moved proudly to the door. “Stay here till I ret :rn,” he said, “I will be back in fifteen years.” When he had finished speaking he ceased and left the room. When he had gone, Gladys felt an uncontrollable yearning take posession of her. She said, slowly, rather to herself than for publication, “I won¬ der if there was any of that cold cab¬ bage left from dinner.” She then left the room. When she had gone, a dark-com- THE PIONEER PAGE THIRTEEN plexioned man with black hair and gloomy, desperate looking clothes, came out of the fire-place where he had been concealed and stated: “Ah! I have you in my power at last, Ber¬ tram D. Snooper. Gladys Vavasour- Smith shall be mine. I am in the pos¬ session of secrets that not a soul in the world suspects. I have papers to prove that Bertram Snooper is heir to the Tom Bean estate, and I have discovered that Glady’s grandfather who sawed wood for the Hornsbys was also a cook in Major Rboads Fisher’s command during the war. Therefore, the family repudiate her, and she will marry me in order to drag their proud name down in the dust. “Ha, ha, ha!” This man was no other than Henry R. Grasty. Mr. Grasty then proceeded to gloat some more, and then left for New York, with a sardonic laugh. Fifteen years have elapsed. Gladys Vavasour Smith and Henry R. Grasty stood at the marriage altar. Mr. Grasty’s plan so far has worked very well. Just as the preacher was about to pronounce the fatal word on which he would have realized ten dollars, and had the laugh on Mr. Grasty, the steeple of the church fell off and Ber¬ tram D. Snooper entered. The preacher fell to the ground with a dull thud. He could ill afford to lose ten dollars. He was hastily removed and a cheaper one secured. Bertram D. Snooper held a Statesman in his hand. “Aha!” he said, “I thought I should surprise you. I just got in this morn¬ ing. Here is a paper noticing my ar¬ rival.” He handed it to Mr. Grasty, who looked at it and turned deadly pale. It was dated three weeks after Mr. Snooper’s arrival. “Foiled again!” he hissed. “Speak, Bertram D. Snooper.” said Gladys, “why have you come between me and Henry?” “I have just discovered that I am the sole heir to the Tom Bean estate and worth millions of dollars.” With a glad cry Gladys threw herself into Bertram’s arms. Henry R. Grasty drew from his breast pocket a large tin box, and opened it, taking therefrom 467 pages of closly written foolscap. “What you say is true, Mr. Snooper, but I ask you to read that.” He handed it to Bertram Snooper. Mr. Snooper had no sooner read the document than he uttered a piercing shriek and bit off a large chew of tobacco. “All is lost,” he muttered. “What is that document?” asked Gladys, “Governor Hogg’s message?” “It is not so bad as that,” said Ber¬ tram, “but it deprives me of my entire fortune. But I care not for that, Gladys, since ' I have won you.” “What is it? Speak, I implore you,” said Gladys. “Those papers.” said Henry R. Grasty, “are the proofs of my appointment as administrator of the Tom Bean estate.” With a loving cry Gladys threw her¬ self into his arms. S. Birnie ’30. IN THE FLAME CASTLE The fire glowed and leaped; long fingers of flame reached out as though to seize the escaping smoke. The logs burned ruddily and gradually formed a tiny palace. Through the little chinks, clear light shone, while round about grew a garden of fire-flowers, delicate yellow, deep blue, orange, and clear violet, with the black charred ash to set them off. I sat watching, facinated, and sud¬ denly there I was at the door of the palace. Either I had become tr small, or the fireplace immense, for the door was far larger than I. Finally I raised my hand to knock, but the massive portal slowly opened be fore me, and a little man, dressed in black with spots and shreds of red and a cap of yellow, beckoned me inside, PAGE FOURTEEN THE PIONEER while the door slowly closed. “So you have come at last,” said he, with a smile. “We have waited long and patiently. Come!” Wonderingly, I followed, down twisting corridors, lined with ' a carpet of tiny flames, surprisingly cool. At last we came to a great chamber, one which presented a wild medieval scene, a rugged castle with a back¬ ground of dark trees and high moun¬ tains and a foreground of a forest glade containing a rude bench. An odd thing was, that the scene changed as it does in a moving picture. The old man motioned me into a throne- chair facing the scene. “You believe that you are reading a book, but the actors will move and speak in reality instead of in your im¬ agination. A beautiful young girl and a hand¬ some young man came into the forest glade and sat down on the bench. “No,” said the girl, shaking her head slowly, “I can not marry you. You are poor, and I am accustomed to luxury. Baron DeWintre is w T ealthy and powerful. True, he is old, and— and I do not like him very well, but I should have everything I want. At least I should not be cold nor hungry.” The young man stared at her not believing. “You—you surely you can not mean what you say! he cried. “It is not like you to be mercenary and cruel. With you, I could conquer the w T orld, and lay its wealth at your feet.” The lady smiled cynically. “A vas¬ sal has no chance,” she said. “And what would I do in the meantime? No, I have decided. Goodby.” He rose. “If you change your mind before it is too late, you know w 7 here to find me.” With a bow, he was gone. Ladv Beatrice indulged in a good cry; then, drying her eyes, she entered the castle. She told her mother of the decision she had made. “Do you think that you will be happy?” asked her mother. “Yes, of course. How could I be different?” Her mother did not answer, but later, when her husband came home, she told him, and said that she disapproved of DeWintre. Baron Tinchell w r as the exact oppo¬ site of his wife in appearance. Tall and dark, black browed and ferocious looking, in the gleaming eyes and trusled hair, he was a commanding picture. In his deep voice he roared out his opinions of the match. “That young man whom she calls a vassal is far richer than DeWintre” he boomed. “The young rascal made me promise not to tell Beatrice, that interesting detail. I should like to force her to marry, but if opposed, she is likely to do anything.” That night Beatrice lay in her room sleepless. Moonlight made a broad path across the stone ' floor. Somehow she kept thinking of the legends con¬ nected with this old castle so she rather half-expected the white clad figure which appeared. For a moment it stood there in the moonlight, trans¬ parent and ghostly; then it advanced to the foot of her bed. “Do you wonder who I am?” The voice was surprisingly sweet and very soft. “I am your ancestor, another Beatrice. I, too, made the decision which you have made ; to marry a rich man, though I loved a poor vassal. My child, I regretted that moment the rest of my life. Riches without love will never bring happiness. You may be cold and hungry, but that is far better than being neglected by a man who will soon grow tired of your beauty and go carousing with other women. I have come to give you warn¬ ing. Take my advice.” Beatrice relaxed with a little gasp and began to think it over. The next morning she explained vaguely, “I de¬ cided that I was wrong. I shall tell Baron DeWintre, and I am going to tell young Gaisold, also.” As she left the Baron looked ad¬ miringly at his wife. “You seem to have played the part of spook to per¬ fection, my lady,” he remarked. “It takes the suoernatural. as I said, to change a stubborn woman.” THE PIONEER PAGE FIFTEEN As the little man in the yellow cap hurried over to me, the charred log fell apart and I sat up abruptly. A shower of sparks rose in a cascade; then there was nothing left but a few dying embers and lots of charred wood; nothing but ashes and a curl of smoke —rising—floating away. B. Boardman ' 31. ME AND JIM It was Monday when I decided to go to visit my old friend Jim Bisbee. Now Jim lived all alone in them woods near the Canadian border. Ain’t is funny though, them that lives in the deep woods usually have a name like Jim and them that lives in the country are usually called Silas or Hiram. Then there is Oswald and Hector for the better class, and Hendrick and Pied¬ mont for the best class. I wouldn’t give a darn if my name was Dogtoes but, if it was, someone would nick¬ name me Henfoot. There’s another thing that gets me rattled-nicknames. They call you anything, just for a nickname—but that ain’t what I started to tell you. Jim Bisbee lives where the snow is deep and by deep I mean somewhat over the tops of your rub¬ bers. It was Wednesday when I got there. Lucky enough I knew where the camp was or I’d have never found it. Only the chimney top stuck out of the snow. I began to feel uncomfortable about Jim. I wondered if his lumbago had got a hold of him and put him in bed. I walked over to the chimney and listened. A little heat touched the icicles in my ear and a small river poured out. (Don’t mind my exaggera¬ tions.) I was just going to yell down when a volume of smoke caught me square in the face. My mouth was wide open, letting me swallow about two-thirds of it. The other third went into my eyes. I started to dance around in pain, not knowing where to run. Pretty soon I felt the crust crack under me. Down I went, land¬ ing in front of the cabin door. The door was opened and Jim looked out as he uttered a stream of words that would put the Bible to shame. How¬ ever, when he saw me, sooty face and all, he welcomed me warmly. And that, dear reader, was the incident of my arrival. Jim had plenty of wood and food, so was quite comfortable. After wash¬ ing in snow water, nature’s remedy, we dined. In the language of the country, we helped ourselves to plenty. The meal was very tasty, and we ate so much that neither of us had ambition to get up and take an easy chair. So we sat at the table and talked old times over. Suddenly the cabin started to shake terribly. “Great Scott Jim, what’s that, an earthquake?” I asked. “Naw, that’s just the dawg scratchin’ a flea.” “You got a dawg Jim? First I knew about it.” “Yep, I got one—got him to help me in my trappin’. He’s a corker, too. Wanna’ see ’im?” “Sure, lug him on.” Jim went into the shed and dragged in a clumsy, bashful, overgrown mut. “Stand up,” yelled Jim and the beast never moved an inch. “Stand up,” he 3 r elled again. Still the cur was im¬ moveable. Jim lost his temper. “Stand up,’’ he bellowed his mightiest. Still the dog remained quiet. “’S no use losin’ you temper, Jim. Have you had him out trappin’ yet?” “Not much. I’m trainin’ him.” “Oh. How do you train him?” “Leave him out in the shed till he gets good and hungry. Then set him out and if he wants to live he’ll scare up a rabbit. Then I take the thing away from him, bring him home, and give him a dawg biscuit.” I took a look at the ragged thing and set to laughing. Jim, he got mad PAGE SIXTEEN THE PIONEER and demanded to know what I was yapping at. “That flea hound,” says I, “couldn’t catch a caterpillar in distress.” “Oh, is that so?” he says, “Well let me tell you, when I get him trained, he’ll catch anything in these woods what has legs.’’ “Well Jim, listen to reason, that hound is scratchin’ fleas all day and how’s he gonna have any strength left to catch any other animals? Why that mongrel—” “See here, you. don ' t you go to callin’ my dog names. He’s a St. Ber¬ nard and I can prove it. See them little specks on his side? Them’s—” “Yeh. them’s fleas.” “Well, they ain’t I tell yeh. Listen here, you, you go on home and stay there if you feel that way about it.” “That’s the way I do feel about it anl I’m goin’ home,” says I. And home I went with our friend¬ ship parted over a big, furry, flea- scratchin’ dog. But it wasn ' t for long. About two weeks later I got a letter from Jim and it read: “Well friend, you was right about that mushmouth thing of mine. I have finally got rid of it. I was convinced you were right when I took him out for his first hunt. After walkin’ about half an hour we scared up a fox. said, Sic him Saint, and the thing stood there lappin’snow off his paws. I broke about two clubs over his back and then sold him and a box of dog biscuits for twenty-fice cents. Come up and see me soon, won’t you, and pardon me for my mistake.” Walter Ingalls ’30. A OUIET NAP “Ah ! now to make up for a few hours lost sleep,” were my thoughts, as I wearily crept into bed one afternoon. However, scarcely had I reached the brink of slumber, when I realized that my bedroom door was being opened, and through partially opened eye-lids I perceived the figure of my young brother. With a sinking heart I saw that his mission was to entertain. Lpon his face he wore an extremely solemn expression, and in one hand high above his head, he balanced a huge tray. He entered the room butler-fashion, turning perfect square corners. On reaching my bed, he pulled a small, black notebook and a large pencil from his pant’s pocket and drawled, “What will ya have for breakfast ?” Alas, was this to be the result of allowing him to see the Senior play on the preceding night? Evidently he was attempting to combine two char¬ acters, namely, the butler and the jailer. In spite of my desire for sleep he did not find me unappreciative. To humor him I quoted the lines of the leading man, “Two large juicy steaks—French fried potatoes—a little caviar—some mushrooms, four fried eggs, two on one side and two on the other—asparagus— a cup of coffee and a dish of straw¬ berries and cream.” Greatly to my relief, after recording my orders in his notebook, he muttered, “Yes’m,” and left the room in the same way that he entered. Congratulating myself for getting rid of him so easily, I relaxed com¬ pletely and closed my eyes. This bliss proved to be short-lived, since my brother soon reentered and insisted upon displaying his skill as an acro¬ bat, substituting the end of my bed for a low-bar. Evidently I was an un¬ responsive audience for he departed shortly after, closing the door noisily behind him. Through the closed door I could hear him drag his feet down the stairs. After a lapse of about five minutes, I was brought to consciousness by what sounded like several hens being be¬ headed. It was only my brother play¬ ing “A morning in Noah’s Ark” on the victrola and playing the piano at the same time. After the needle had THE PIONEER PAGE SEVENTEEN scratched over the record announcing its conclusion he finally rose to shut it off. He then resumed his experi¬ menting on the piano first pressing his hands upon the keys, then striking ex¬ tremely loud and long discords, and lastly running his fingers up and down the keyboard as fast as possible. Apparently an element of liveliness seemed necessary to add the finishing touch to his program. Accordingly a victrola selection followed. “The Vars¬ ity Drag.” He then proceeded to shake the whole house by attempting, to do the Drag, sounding as though a wild horse had been released down s tairs. With my fingers in my ears his vocal accompaniment was perfectly audible. That’s the way to do the Varsity Dra-a-g. This selection was abruptly shut off in the middle and “Lucky in Love,” substituted, being changed from slow to fast just to re¬ lieve the monotony. When this was about three-fourths finished, he shut it off, and ran up the stairs shouting, “I want a Saxaphone. I want a Sax- aphone!” Later he was playing low and high “C” upon his harmonica, after which I heard a selection entitled, “Annie Laurie.” After an unusual period of quiet I was startled by a series of screams. I heard the teasing voice of my brother explaining, “You see this was the way they did it—the lights were turned off and then Mcfarland did the jiu-jitzu to Simp this way.” Then followed an “ouch” from my sister who was evidently the object of the explanation. “Aw! what’s the use?” B. Knight ’29. MEDITATION; OR STUDY ROOM UNDER A SUBSTITUTE All of the bells have rung but Room Six is far from quiet. All over the room groups of students are talk¬ ing about everything but work. In the corner of the room near the door some girls are busily engaged in an enjoyable conversation. One of them, usually called Ricky, handing her Commercial Geography book to an¬ other girl says, “Say Bob, were you at the game last night? Gee, Normie made a couple of swell shots from the center of the floor. They were won¬ derful! Hi Normie! Come on down here, then you’ll be nearer Pat.” “Yes, come on,” ventures Jai. “Will all this noise please stop,” comes a voice from the front of the room. To all appearances, no one hears for the hub-bub continues. “You kids are awful!” says Pat to those who are teasing her. “If he does come down here, I’ll move.” “Come on, Normie. That’s it,” says Ricky as Normie moves one seat nearer. Oh no, nearer to Pat.’ At this, Pat immediately changes from her seat to one in back of Jai. All the time this is going on, in another corner of the room there are some boys whose tongues are wagging faster than the members of a Sewing Circle could. “You will, will you?” yells one of them throwing a piece of chalk in the direction of one of the front seats. “Now boys! If you do that again, I shall have to give you detention,” says the young substitute. “We won’t,” comes sweetly from one of the boys called Don. “Say, have you done this one in Geometry? It’s a tough one. He will slightly damage us if we don’t get it. Aw gee, the dickens with this. Who’re you taking to the Hop?” “Oh, I guess I’ll take .” “Boys! Will you please stop that chattering! You sound like magpies!” “But, ma’m, this isn’t chattering; this PAGE EIGHTEEN THE PIONEER is only a friendly conversation,” re¬ plies one fellow weakly. Silence reigns for a moment! A piece of chalk just struck the floor. Everyone is looking to see who threw it, for everyone remembers the deten¬ tion threat. Everyone in the front of the room is looking at Pat who is blushing furiously. “Say, Pat, why don ' t you learn to shoot 1 ? You couldn’t hit the broad side of a barn door,” Bob says sarcastically. Normie, slapping his wrist with his other hand, says idiotically, “Naughty, naughty, papa spank.” “Children.” Everyone looks up when he hears the hated name, “Please be quiet.” From the back of the room we hear, “Try that on someone else, that’s old.” “One hour detention for you two boys,” says the sub to Jim and Don. “What?” Both are very much sur¬ prised at the substitute. “Yes, I’ll see you both after class.” “Very well, ma’m.” More buzzing may be heard. “Teacher, may I open a window?” asks Bob. “It’s hot here.” “No, you may not,” retorts Normie. “Don’t let her, teacher.” “No,” echos the sub. “May I open the door, then?” per¬ sists Bob. “Ye.es, I guess so,” answers the teacher. Immediately the door is opened. Dot is seen approaching the room. “Hi Dot, Normie’s in here,” shouts Ricky. “I think,” says the substitute slowly, “that we better have the door closed.” As an afterthought, she adds, “It seems to have cooled off in here now.” The door is being closed, and the talking continues. The talking stops only for the bell which is so loud that ' no one can hear anything else. The room is quieter than it has been all the period. Then the second bell rings. Most of the students go out but Jim and Don remain. “What have you to say for yourselves, Burns and Berry?” Immediately both begin to laugh loudly. “What’s the matter? I don’t see anything so funny about it,” says the teacher smiling and trying to see the joke. “Nothing,” answers Don, “except that my name isn’t Burns.” “What?” asked the sub. “What is it, then?” “My name is Don.” “Well of all things,” exclaims the teacher. “I marked you absent be¬ cause you were not in your seat. Excused.” Ina Bergquist ’31. FAVORITE COLORS Last year at the time of the “Poke, joke, folk—what’s the white of an egg?” riddles I was tried with a new one by all who thought I didn’t know it. It was: Count up to twenty! Sub¬ tract one from two thousand! What is seven times twelve? What’s your favorite color? For the last question I said blue for the first time. After that I said blue to be consistent; also because it really is my favorite color. The foregoing test is an interesting as well as amusing one, for scientists have discovered it is a fact that people do have signs to their personality in the form of favorite colors. There is a personality for every color, or rather there is a color for every personality. These two are the most important: Blue is the intellectual color. Red is the emotional color. Not only are these colors signposts to personality, but I believe there is some other psychological reason for a favorite color. Things seen in the past are next in power to awaken the memory. Therefore, surroundings as well as personality have an effect in the forming of a favorite color. For instance an emotional person who had been frightened by fire would not choose red but would choose some other THE PIONEER PAGE NINETEEN color. Mayhap it is not the person¬ ality that chooses the color but the color that effects the personality. I have often wondered why blue is my favorite color. I imagine it is be¬ cause blue is the pre dominating color of nature and perhaps my love of the ocean has transferred itself into reality by making sky-blue, the sea’s most beautiful color, an influence in my thoughts. At Cape Cod with the world for a canvas and with the natural primary colors and neutrals for paints, nature is an artist man can never equal. There, except for sunrise and sunset, red is in the minority; yellow dwindles into the buff of the dunes and the beach; this leaves blue the chief color, helped by its complimentary green of the moors. This brings to mind that blue is thought to typify melancholia. Piffle! Only when the world is racked by storm and snow, is blue absent; it is always there in time of good cheer. Whatever the cause, blue is my favo¬ rite color. Even a flaming red fades in my eyes when associated with an attractive blue. Is it so with you? Think! What is your favorite color? T. Fife ’30. “The Recorder” Winchester High— The new weekly paper is far better than the old Recorder. “The Echo” Winthrop High—The cartoons of the Winthrop-Taunton game were fine. “The Radiator” Somerville High— The cartoons and headings to the de¬ partments are especially clever. I liked the story “The Christmas Violin.” “The Exponent Greenfield High— Your editorial department is especially good. Some poems would help a lot. “Western Star” Junior High, Somer¬ ville—The headings to the “Sparkles” department were fine and so were the “Sparkles.” Don’t you print exchanges? “Lawrence High Bulletin” Lawrence High—The “Rhyme of The Christmas Tree” was original. A larger editorial department would add to your paper. WHAT OTHERS THINK OF US “The Pioneer” Reading, Mass.—A well arranged magazine. A few more jokes would help. The School Life, Melrose. “The Pioneer” Reading, Mass.—Your original pen sketches show ability in various directions. R. Frost ' 29. BOOK REVIEWS “The Father” Katherine Holland Brown A fascinating tale of the struggle of an abolutionist to win over the citizens of Massachusetts to his views, in 1850, PAGE TWENTY THE PIONEER and his love for his daughter, who has adventures of her own. Three young boys furnish the excitement, especially when the family pulls up stakes and heads west, forced out by opposition. They are accompanied by their aunt, her cat, her goldfish, picture of their grandparents, and also the “Captain,” an old friend, who unappreciated at home, wants to start over again. While no Indian attacks occur, as the boys had hoped, they meet Abraham Lincoln, for they settle near Springfield, Illinois. As he was then still an un¬ known lawyer, John Stafford, the father, has a large share in strengthen¬ ing Lincoln’s views on slavery. The daughter, Mercy Rose, has her romance, almost ending in tragedy, but, saved by Lincoln, everything turns out happily. Just to start the book means to finish it. More gripping than any “Deadw r ood Dick,” and certainly just as exciting and absorbing. “The Outermost House” by Henry Beston Come, you who have grown tired of those hot novels ; come, you who have become disgusted with trashy literature. Come anyhow, and use this chance to read a great book, written by a great man who has a great insight into the workings of the Spirit and Mother Nature. Let Mr. Beston take you back to the wholesome out-of-doors in this work which tells about the elemental cycle of a year spent on the lonely beach of Cape Cod; the outermost beach of the country. Spend an autumn with him and watch the birds winging from the North. Stay a win¬ ter in his small cabin and let a Nor’ easter whistle to you of shipwrecks and heroic deeds. Pass a spring of glorious study and watch the rebirth of the world. Live a delightful summer and finally see “Orion rise on the dunes.” Truly the words of the book live. Your spirit goes where the setting is and seems to take part in the unusual adventures of the author. This real¬ ism is helped by a series of splendid photographic studies of the beach, the sea, and the birds. While the book concerns only the beach of Cape Cod, its philosophy is for everybody and for all time. The book has been favorably commented on by many critics. As I am acquainted with Mr. Beston I take great pleasure in calling your at¬ tention to his delightful book. I met him at his cabin “The Fo’c’sle” on Nanset Beach. Last summer I had the privilege of spending a night there with him and I can truly say his book, per¬ fect as it is, shows only part of his greatness. T. Fife ’30. SPORTS BASKETBALL The commencement of the Basket¬ ball season was marked by a most interesting and exciting game with the Alumni, on Dec. 20. This game developed into a win for the gradu¬ ates. The final score being 18 to 15. Directly after the Christmas recess a non-scheduled game was played with Melrose H. S. Jan 5. While still re¬ penting the defeat of the preceding game the boys exhibited unusual abil¬ ity and came out on top in this game with Melrose, defeating them by one point—24 to 23. On the following Tuesday a strong THE PIONEER PAGE TWENTY-ONE attack arrived from Beverly, Mass. At their hands the locals suffered a severe defeat. The term, “applied the white¬ wash to us” might be justly used here. The resulting score was 34 to 15. Three days later the Home boys in¬ vaded Lexington only to leturn de¬ feated nearly as badly as in the game before. On this occasion the score was 26 to 15. However, the next week, there was a turn for the better, and a good deal of swift and accurate playing was revealed. Due to this sudden reform, the locals swamped Belmont here on Jan. 16—24 to 11, and on Jan. 19, in a most spectacular game, came out on top, over Stoneham. On the 22nd the home boys went to Winchester and wiped the opponents off their feet in the most aggressive performance displayed so far this season with a final score of 32 to 27. This season will be a winner or these games don’t mean anything. Fran Merritt ’30. AS SOME UNDERGRADS WOULD HAVE IT CURRICULM FOR R. H. S. M. S. Course (Master of Slingshots) 1st Year 1. Training in making lead slugs. 2. The proper method of using an elastic. 2nd Year 1. Exercise to strengthen the draw¬ ing arm. 2. Elementary artillery practice with paper. 3. Plans for defense (using books, etc.) 3rd Year 1. Sharpshooting: all merits are made here. Each nose hit counts three points; an ear only one. B. T. Course (Bachelor of Tacks) 1st and 2nd Years 1. Strategy in placing the tack on a chair. 2. Analyzing positions of at-tacked. 3. Effects of various tacks. 3rd Year 1. The “Fine Points” of the course are felt. M. G. Course (Maiden of Gab) 1st Year 1. How to talk the most and say the least on any subject of little in¬ terest. 2nd Year 1. Raucous voices are produced from ordinary ones. 2. How best to annoy people. A. By rattling papers. B. By putting heads close to¬ gether at the theatre. C. By humming your conception of a popular song. 3rd Year 1. Romantic Poems recited in a sing-song cackle. Note : No diplomas will be issued to the above as absolute proficiency is impossible. T. C. Fife ’30. TONGUE-TWISTERS If you think you can talk fast and say things straight, try these: “Mix a batch of biscuits”—That looks easy ; but try saying it six times, and fast. Guaranteed to ball anyone up. Here’s another : “She stood at the door welcoming him in.”—If you have that you can qualify as an amateur. Here’s one that is not for those who lisp: “The sea ceaseth and dismisseth us with its blessing.”—If you have them all, you can graduate, patting yourself on the back. PAGE TWENTY-TWO THE PIONEER It is generally agreed that these Mid-y ear examinations are on the wrong plan. They ask us what we ought to know. Now if they asked us what we ought not to know, we would have much better chance to com¬ pletely not answer them. A few suggested questions follow : 1. What is H20? 2. Who wrote Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address and where was it given? 3. How much does 16 ounces of lead weigh? 4. Why is a hen? 5. Which came first the chicken or the egg? 6. How long is a Chinaman? 7. What is your opinion of white mice ? 8. If 6 inches is a foot, how long is a short sausage? 9. If the four sides of a triangle are parallel and the window is open two inches from the side, how long is the curtain ? 10. How fast does time fly? 11. What color is blue vitriol? AN ADVERTISEMENT Wanted: A shoe for the foot of a mountain, A bracelet for an arm of the sea, A collar for a neck of land, A clasp for the Great Belt, Trimming for the Cape of Good Hope, Bread for Hungary, Sauce for Turkey, Bread and ham for the Sandwich Isles, Sense for the Scilly Isles, Thread for the Needles, Sheets for the bed of a river, Speech for a tongue of land, A cover for Table Bay, A dairy for the Milky Way, A ladle for the Devil’s Punchbowl, A glove for the hand of time, A ring for the finger of Death, An arrow for the rainbow, A beau for the Belle Isle. M. Murphy ’ 30 . LOCAL HITS “Sonny Boy”—Walter Ingalls or Walter Goff. “Don’t Be Like That”—Popular sentiment toward Joe Carter. “From Monday On”—School Days. “I Can’t Give You Anything But Love”—Argument of suitor seeking companionate marriage. “Is There Anything Wrong In That?”—Roberta Hubbard. “Just A Memory”—Christmas Vaca¬ tion. “My Inspiration Is You”—Mrs. Suss- mann to one doing sight translation. “She’s One Sweet Show Girl”—Lu¬ cille Cate. High up on a Hill Top”—Sussmann’s Seminary. “You’re the Cream in My Coffee”— Dick Chesley to Betty Wilcox. “Tou’re My Sunshine”—Frannie Merritt. “Right out of Heaven”—A no-school snow fall. “Hqppy Days and Lonely Nights”— Vacation without studying. “Ten Little Miles from Town”— Tom Barber. “That Funny Melody”—Glee Club. K. Tolman ’29. THE PIONEER poetry PAGE TWENTY-THREE Our Lunch Period At twelve o’clock sharp a bell will ring, And from each desk a pupil will spring, A rush for the stairs he will make with a sprawl, And out of each hand some lunch will fall. A place at the counter is made by each, And soon someone’s calling, “I’m here, give me beef!” The period’s short; not a minute to wait, For in some classes it’s a crime to be late. At noon, when you’re eating, remem¬ ber it’s fate That causes you suddenly to drop your plate. Don’t let it fall to the floor with a bang! And then say to friends, “I don’t give a hang.” Use your manners to give delight Don’t get hot-headed and start a fight For Mrs. Mingo will watch you left and right So make up your mind you’ll spare her this sight. If you find lunch over, while leaving in sorrow, Forget to-day’s mistake and think of tomorrow. L. Chamberlain ’30. Ode to Sophomores Come little sophomore don’t you fret; You’ll be a senior maybe yet. Think of that with all its joys; High-hat misses, high-hat boys. Football, basketball, dances, are yours ; Glory kid, are not these lures? But think of Latin, French, and Math! Say, don ' t you boil with rightful wrath? “School-days are the happiest of one’s life” Huh! Tell me, where’d he spend his life ? But think; two more years to get that diploma, Two more years and then blessed coma. T. Fife ’30. JOKES Is That Nice Stranger: “Well, boys, and how did the game go today?” Reading High Boys: “We lost.” Stranger: “What have you got in that bundle?” R. H. B.: “The referee.” Mr. Halpin: “Perry, what does Q. E. D. mean at the end of those propo¬ sitions ?” Perry: “Quit and eat dinner.” Inquiring Student : “What is a hypo¬ crite?” Another of same: “A person who studies Latin and smiles.” Artist: “This is my Portrait of a Freshman.” Friend: “Why don’t you finish the head?” Artist: “I can’t, the paint isn’t thick enough.” Mr. Guarnaccia very heatedly to Goff, who has been talking without permis¬ sion : ‘ ‘GOFF! ’ ’ Goff: (with great presence of mind) “Present sir.” Judge: “The policeman says you were traveling at a speed of sixty miles an hour.’ ’ Prisoner: “It was necessar Your Honor; I had a stolen car. ’ Judge: “Oh, that’s different; case dis¬ missed. ” (Exchange) JOHN ST. GARAGE i � Mose Parker Bert Field, Props. First Class Automobile Repairing Motor Oils and Greases 15, John St., Cor. Union Phone 25-J Residence 0948-W 1 B. Carney: “Ouch! I bumped my ! crazy bone.” Connelly: “Oh well, comb your hair 1 right and it won’t show.” A Sure Sign ‘ ‘ Bill must be planning to buy a new j car. ’ ’ “ Why?” “I see he’s letting his wife drive.” Exchange. LEONE F. QUIMBY Real Estate and Insurance Office Phone 1050 Residence Phone 0830 34 Haven Street Reading, Mass. Realtor Samuel Dean Rounds, D. M. D. STUDIOS OF MUSIC Reading Branch, 5 Winter St. F. S. WALLS, Director All Branches of Music Taught Catalog Free Tel. Reading 0713-M KERR’S CAFE MRS. ROSE KERR, Prop. READING, MASS. Telephone 1199 Our Advertisers are our main support, patronize them ROCKPORT FISH MARKET If It Swims We Have It Railroad Market A. C. GRAUPNER, SR. Choice Meats, Groceries and Provisions Tel. 1162 15 Haven St. Reading, Mass. Free Delivery SAY Have you tried those Chocolates that we make? 60c the pound TORRE’S COMPLIMENTS OF A FRIEND Kingman Richardson Real Estate — Insurance Reading Square Tel 1080 CANDYLAND ICE CREAM and HOME MADE CANDIES READING SQUARE “All That Is Best In Life ,, JOSEPH N. NYMAN of THE NEW YORK LIFE Masonic Block, Reading Reading 0841 Dave’s Tailor Shop LADIES’ and GENT’S TAILORING CLEANSING, PRESSING and REMODELING Suits and Coats Made to Order Furs Remodeling and Relining Work Called for and Delivered Austin’s Block Reading Sq. Our Advertisers are our main support, patronize them SMITH’S SPA Opp. Reading Depot ICE CREAM — CONFECTIONERY GROCERIES COMPLIMENTS OF CHARLES R. WAKELING, M. D., D, O. PERCY N. SWEETSER C-O-A-L FRED F. SMITH PAINTS — OIL — HARDWARE AND BUILDING SUPPLIES Our Advertisers are our main support, patronize them HAVING MONEY You cannot spend your money and at the same time have it for emergencies. All forward looking people deposit part of their income for future use. We Welcome the Use of Our Services First National Bank of Reading, Mass. Total Resources $2,600,000. MOUNTING CORNERS Best by Every Test” The NuAce Corner is an artistic device for holding prints, snapshots or post cards in albums or elsewhere. Place one on each corner of print, moisten, and press down. Print is easily removed, if desired. NuAce are very strong; glue is guaranteed. NuAce are now made in five Colors: Black, White, Grey and Sepia—100 to package; Gold—60 to package. Only one style and size. Price 10c a package. For sale where Photo Goods are sold and at the 5 and 10 Cent Stores. Made only by ART ACE COMPANY 12 Gould Street Reading, Mass. Established 1821 Tel. Reading 0071 CUMMINGS EXPRESS COMPANY J. E. FROST, Treas. and Mgr. Reading’s Best Equipped FURNITURE MOVERS THE READING GREENHOUSES FLOWERS FOR ALL OCCASIONS Phone 0701 143 So. Main St. Our Advertisers are our main support, patronize them COMPLIMENTS OF A FRIEND THE READING CHRONICLE THIS BOOK FROM OUR PRESS JOHN H. BATES, Inc. Telephone 1150- 0945 Corner of Haven and Linden Streets, Reading Cadillac, LaSalle and Studebakers All New Models Now on Display C-O-N-S-U-L-T yonr Insurance Agent as you would your Doctor. He knows the kind and amount of insurance you should carry. His policies protect you, your business, and your loved ones as the Doctor’s prescription does your health. It’s Food for Thought PRENTISS PARKER Reading Office Boston Office Masonic Block 40 Broad Street Tel. Reading 0249 Tel. Main 7880 Our Advertisers are our main support, patronize them READING PUBLIC library reading, masc. ' m FALL NUMBER 1929 LF CD C3 INTEMESTH? Your own personal interest demands that you review the past and see what you have accomplished. True, the past is gone, but the future with its opportunities, lies ahead. Hov to si nk lS? 0 vv PIONEER . Fall Number The Pioneer desires to express the spirit of the school and encourage worthy enterprises and activities. It extends cordial greetings to the neiv students, the Sophomores. PIONEER BOARD EDITOR-IN-CHIEF Vincent H. Wkitney ’30 ASST. EDITORS Philip G. Parker ’30 Katherine Spencer ’31 BUSINESS MANAGER Herbert B. Downs ’30 ASST. BUSINESS MANAGERS Bernard Bailey ’31 Robert Stewart ’32 NEWS EDITOR Ina H. Bergquist ’31 EXCHANGE CRITIC Lillian Chamberlain ’30 ATHLETIC EDITORS Girls’—Dorothy T. Perry ’30 Boys’—William Burpee ’30 JOKE EDITOR Walter F. Ingalls ’30 ART EDITOR Francis Merritt ’30 POEM EDITOR Patricia Littlefield ’31 PRESS PHOTOGRAPHER Ina H. Bergquist ’31 TYPISTS Mary Murphy ’30 Dorothy Perry ’30 LITERARY EDITORS Sadie Birnie ’30 Mary Murphy ’30 Truesdell Fife ’30 Barbara Boardman ’31 Mildred Davies ’31 Jeanne Else ’31 Margaret Guild ’31 Raymond Nelson ’31 Dorothy Crosby ’32 Barbara Jewett ’32 Patricia Sussmann ’32 Ross Chapin ’32 Kenneth Latham ’32 FACULTY ADVISORS Elizabeth Batchelder Frances Greenhalgh Luke Halpin Hermon T. Wheeler HONORARY MEMBER Helen Beals, first Editor of the Pioneer. Published by the Pupils of Reading High School 1929 PAGE TWO THE PIONEER “SOPHOMORES AND TRADITION” As yet there is not much tradition surrounding the Sophomores. Of course, all the old “freshman rules” had to he discarded with the disap¬ pearance of that class. There ought now to he a whole new set, but no one 1ms seemed enthusiastic or ambitious enough to make one. The only thing left, then, is for the Sophomores to follow in the dignified footsteps of the upper classmen, until they build a set worthy to become traditional. Loyalty—loyalty to school, loyalty to studies, to athletics, to the school paper —this is the underlying principle. No school can be managed successfully without the suport and cooperation of all its members. We are depending on you, Sophomores, for at least one third of that support. We are glad to welcome to R. H. S. another handful of “common clay” and have faith that it may he molded into a welcome and satisfactory product. SCHOOL SPIRIT How many of us are really imbued with school spirit in the true sense of the phrase? This is a question we may all ask ourselves with profit. Perhaps we claim great loyalty to our school; perhaps we are indignant at any ac¬ cusation pertaining to a lack of this characteristic. Yet, when we analyze the matter, when we become really introspective, what are we as individu¬ als doing to promote school spirit? There are several different means of attaining more or less school spirit— several different means which, if we try, we may mould into a glorified whole. One of the more accessible divisions of school life, in which we may begin our campaign for bigger and better loyalty, is the field of athletics. To participate, it is not necessary to take an active part in the various ath¬ letic activities. One way in which we may boost our teams and increase our school spirit is to go to the games and cheer for our school. Nor do we need the derogatory “wise cracks” and boo¬ ing, too often attending these oc¬ casions. Good hearty cheering will give added vim and stamina to the team. ' This moral support is a necessary and contributing factor to many victories. Let us then attend all the games we can and support our school in this way. Let us note a big improvement in game attendance over former years. We owe it to our school, our team, and our¬ selves. Incidently, we may indicate our loyalty to our team and school by prompt payment of our athletic asses¬ sment. In a different field there is our school magazine, neglected by too many of our students. This requires support in the same way as the basketball or base¬ ball team. The Pioneer box is in the office. Get into the habit of handing in stories, editorials, poems, jokes, or whatever else is suitable. By making these contributions you will not only increase your school spirit hut also the quality of the magazine, for of course, the more material, the better the quali¬ ty- Then there are many more ways of increasing your school spirit. Contri¬ butions to the orchestra, the glee club, the operetta or any other school activi¬ ty will help. Therefore, let us “take stock”— make a mental analysis of what we are capable of doing and, most important of all, get busy. Make this a banner year for school spirit. V. H. W. ’30. THE PIONEER PAGE THREE FIRST IMPRESSIONS Whether you know it or not you judge a person the first time you see him. When you meet anyone you usually like him or dislike him at once. Why you do not always know. But at all events you do or do not like, him, and it is all because of first im¬ pressions. Just to advance my point here is an instance. A business man wishing to hire a stenographer put an ad in the paper. A good many girls apply. Enter the first applicant. She is not bad to look at but her action—oh my gosh ! She commences by sitting down, taking out her powder puff and decorating. Pre¬ liminaries accomplished, she turns to her prospective employer and asks him when she will start work. But he tells her that her services are not required. The next applicant appears. She is the gum-chewing type. No sooner has she sat down than she takes the gum out of her mouth and starts playing with in. Again the employer states her ser¬ vices will not be required nicely; he knows she would never improve the looks of his office. The third appli¬ cant appears. She is an attractiv e, quiet-appearing girl, brisk and busi¬ ness like, and not a constant gum- chewing or powdering devotee. Her services are required”. Take warning from this little story: see to it that your first impressions score for you and not against you. Raymond Nelson ’31. T 1 EWS The pealing of bells, and glorious school is opened. Everyone, of course, was overjoyed to have the privilege of coming back to the scene of pre¬ vious joys and triumphs. The new¬ comers, naturally, had great expecta¬ tions, which we hope were fulfilled. The teachers were very much pleased to see our smiilng countenances once more. Some very familiar faces are missing this year. We regret to say that four of our former teachers have left us. Miss Lancaster has gone to study for her A. M. at Columbia. Miss Warren has gone to Fort Lee, New Jersey, to teach French. Miss Lahaise, who has been the drawing teacher in Reading for several years, has gone to Mount Vernon, New York. Mrs. Flower has gone to Leicester, Massachusetts, to teach English. We wish them success in their new schools and hope that they won’t forget Reading High. Reading welcomes Miss Marie Day, teacher of French; Miss Helen England, teacher of Latin and English: Miss F. G. Nichols, gym teacher; Miss M. V. Nichols, drawing teacher; and D. A. Purell, who is in charge of all music in the school. Miss Priscilla Bullukian is substituting for Miss Greenhalgh, who is confined at her home by illness. We trust that they will find the students courteous and studious, and we sincerely hope that they may be glad they came to Read¬ ing. We also wish to welcome these stu¬ dents to Reading High: P. G. Course. Ch esley Lumbert. Juniors: Mildred Saunders, Dorothy Chisholm, Martha Clem, Laura Roberts and Norma Wal¬ dron. Sophomores: Margaret Ander¬ son, Ruth Pickering, Harry Wrang- ham, Elsie Gage, Jessie Clem, George Guenerd, Edward Murphy and Arline Nicholson. We hope that they will like it here and will become loyal sup¬ porters of Reading High. On September 18th, from seven to nine, the Faculty gave an informal PAGE FOUR THE PIONEER party to welcome the incoming class. Group games, dancing, and pantomime were enjoyed. Mr. Aldred led the grand march. Mr. Gates had charge of the games. Miss Betty Wilcox played the piano for the dancing. Mr. Gates and Mr. Guarnaccia were the heroes of the “Cop Catch Thief.” Mr. Wheeler’s skit, the “Faculty Fording it to School” was most amusing. Without consulting the student body, the faculty held its annual picnic Sept. 25th. All reported for duty the fol¬ lowing day. October fourth, Miss Cobb, daugh¬ ter of a great artist of Boston, came to this school to give a talk on “Better Living.” While the response to our Cover Contest has been gratifying, we have not as yet found the exact cover for which we have been looking. There¬ fore we have decided to continue the contest until the Christmas vacation. Miss Nichols is co-operating with us in the drawing department. The con¬ test posters were drawn by Mildred Davies. Enter the contest now, have your cover design on the “Pioneer” and at the same time win a year’s free subscription to the magazine. I. H. B. ’31. SOPHOMORE CLASS MEETING The Sophomore Class held its first class meeting of the year on Friday, October 4th, for the purpose of electing class officers. After a few words by Mr. Sussmann concerning the election, the nominations were received. The final results of the election were as follows : President: Richard Merritt. Vice President: Kenneth Latham. Secretary: Ruth Cheyne. Treasurer: Gerald Richards. K. Latham ’32. FOOTBALL The 1929 football season began with the opening of school, when forty prospective players, about twenty of whom were Sophomores, reported to Coach Aldred. This was the largest turnout to date. We are to have two teams, a first team under the direction of Mr. Aldred, and, for the first time, a second team which is to play a regular schedule. This team is under Mr. Guarnaccia’s direction. The first two weeks of practice were taken up with drills and scrimmages which served to get the boys into good condition, and to give the coaches an idea as to their starting lineups. First Team Schedule Oct. 3 Oct. 12 Oct. 18 Oct. 26 Nov. 2 Nov. 11 Nov. 16 Manning (Ipswich) at Stoneham at Milton Saugus Belmont Exeter, N. H. at Wakefield Second Team Schedule Sept. 30 Oct. 7 Oct. 21 Oct. 28 Nov. 4 at Winchester Wakefield Milton at Belmont Winchester THE PIONEER .. PAGE NINE advice. He could restore Cinderella later. The stepmother departed after re¬ ceiving assurance that he would do as she suggested, but Michael stayed to see what would happen. As the step¬ mother wended her way back, schem¬ ing out a way to marry one or both of her daughters to Cinderella’s hus¬ band, Bluebeard hastened to the girl, who was sitting in the tower room, weeping, and led her down to the Dead- Wife Room. He fitted the tell-tale key into the lock, and led his captive into the gruesome place where the bodies of his former wives were stationed along the walls; their heads were lined up neatly on a shelf above. A swift cruel blow, and Cinderella’s pretty head was added to the line, and her body was placed against the wall. Bluebeard went out and Michael returned to tell all that had happened. This time real plans were made. Mother Goose hurried up to the moon and asked him to keep out of sight while the rescue work was going on. That night the fairy godmother dis¬ guised herself as the wicked stepmother and paid a call on that woman’s ac¬ complice in crime. “I cannot rest,” she said to him, “for fear that Cinderella may be alive. Give me positive proof to the contrary.” “Old hag,” Bluebeard muttered in exasperation, and aloud, “come along then.” He led the way to the fatal room and showed her the latest head and body. She seemed satisfied but curi¬ ous. Looking around, a thought seem¬ ed to strike her. “But can she never be restored to life?” “Yes, I can restore her, but don’t worry,” he added hurriedly, “I don’t intend to.” “But how can you do it ? The knowledge might help me. Just whis¬ per your secret to me, I’ll never tell.” Now if Bluebeard had not been very vain, he would never have told, but the desire to he praised for his cleverness overcame caution. “Well,” he said, “I have made a liq¬ uid, a substance which I alone can concoct. This, if smeared in the sev¬ ered part will make the head grow on again and presto there you are, as good or as bad as ever.” “Have- you this liquid with you?” “Here it is,” and he produced a bot¬ tle containing a mushy substance with a terrible odor. “I wish you’d show me just how it’s done. You can chop her head right off again, but I’d just like to see if it will really work. It doesn’t seem pos¬ sible.” This doubt w T as too much. Blue¬ beard seizing one of the bodies and the head that went with it, smeared in the liquid, and there was the woman whole and sound. She immediately be¬ gan to cry, so Bluebeard chopped her head off again. “Let me see that bottle just a min¬ ute,” begged the psuedo-stepmother. “Only a minute. I just want to see if I can tell what it’s made of. I think I can.” “I know you can’t.” “Let me try.” He passed over the bottle somewhat reluctantly. Just then an awful uproar started outside. “It’s the prince,” she cried. “Run and see if the doors are locked.” Bluebeard hurried away.. When he reached the door, it had been forced open. He was seized and killed, very thoroughly this time. Meanwhile, the fairy, throwing off her disguise, seized the bottle and rush¬ ed over to Cinderella. But as she was about to pour out the liquid, her hand shook and she spilled it all over the floor. She gave a desolate cry. “All is lost, lost through my own carelessness. Oh Cinderella, Cinderella, what shall I do?” “Why, godmother, don’t cry. I’m all right. Bluebeard has been killed and his wicked deeds go for naught. Look, I am whole, so are his other wives.” It PAGE TEN THE PIONEER was even as she said and when Prince Charming, followed by all Fairyland, came rushing in to find his wife, he found her indeed, and she had not left her head behind her. A few spears of flame danced, a few wisps of smoke drifted upward, and only a few charred embers and glow¬ ing coals were left to keep company to those few pleasant memories. Barbara Boardman ’31. ON OUTGROWING ONE’S FAMILY I find it is a very dangerous thing, outgrowing one’s family. Just as you are beginning to think that you are extremely musical and have hitched your wagon to a lofty star, you are pulled down to earth with a sudden, sharp jerk. “Susie, stop that banging on the piano. Don’t try to improvise; your chords don’t harmonize and you’re nearly driving me wild!” Or, “Aw, sister, cut out the ‘high hat’ stuff and stop your yodeling. If you think you’re a second Geraldine Farrar, you got another guess comin.” Or perhaps, when you have reached the point where you are sure that you are going to be very successful as an artist and that your work is far superi¬ or to anything any of your family has ever done, your ambitions are immedi¬ ately squelched by such remarks as. “Say—, is that supposed to be me? Well, I’d never know. Where is my nose? Oh, is that my nose? Why, I thought it was my mouth. Gee, I guess you’d better chuck that, (these remarks being made on what you con¬ sider your best work of art), or “Oh, so that’s a nude. How ugly. What, you say it’s extremely artistic. Gosh. I don’t see where the artistic part comes in,” (This is referring to your most precious statuette, which you are considering putting on sale). Perhaps you have decided that, since you have just concocted a delicious dish for dinner, which Father praised highly, Mother’s cookery needs a little pepping up and you proceed to give her a few points on how to cook. This is the reply. “My dear child, (imagine being called a child when you are practically six¬ teen,) I was born long before you and I know a good deal about cooking which would surprise you considerably. You say the dinner last night wasn’t very good? Possibly, but I can’t find out where you are and cook dinner. How was I to know you went over to Anne’s? You think I might have gues¬ sed? Well, I finally did, and remember this, Susie, if you ever go over to Annes’ after school again and forget to call me, I will take your allowance away from you.” Then it often happens that you have become very chummy with a girl who lives in an enormous house, with five servants and finger bowls at every meal. Can you understand why Mother and Dad make a fuss when you demand such luxuries? They do get so huffy! They are to apt to say: “Well, Susie, how long since I’ve be¬ come a millionaire? Where do you suppose I’m going to get the money for those six new dresses?” And Mother actually sides with him! Imagine ! “Yes, Susie dear, you really must cut down on such things. You know we’re having a hard time sending Dick to college.” One of the rudest things of all is the way one’s family is apt to interrupt when you are writing poetry. Right in the middle of a beautiful verse entitled, “He Had Loved a Lovely Lady,’’when you are trying to find a word to rhyme with squash, little brother Davy says, “Say, Sis, help me build a bridge with my blocks,” and with a careless gesture grabs your precious poem, crumpling THE PIONEER PAGE ELEVEN and tearing it. Then, when you are trying to get an idea for another and you have just discovered a lovely title, you are brought back to earth by Mother ' s: “Come, Susie, I need some help. You shirked washing the dishes last night, and someone must take the garbage out.” Imagine, talking of garbage when you are writing poetry. It is especially cruel to be jeered at and treated unkindly when you have decided to become an actress. You go around the house with your head high, practicing graceful gestures, only to be tripped up by Bobby. And sister Betty, who is absolutely too practical to live, has a beautiful time imitating your Greta Garbo air, which you think you have captured completely. Or you may be successfully (as you imagine) imitating Clara Bow’s saucy manner, and showing just how much “it” you have, only to have sister Daphne, who is married and has to wash dishes every day, have a beautiful time laugh¬ ing at you. Therefore,—I ask you, how can you get anywhere with a family like that? J. M. ’31. THESE ARDENT PIANISTS There are pests and there are pests, but the ardent pianist is in a class by himself. You know him. When you see him in the offing, you lock the doors, close the blinds, and hang the “Gone to South Africa” sign on the door. For ruining a perfectly good eve¬ ning, there is no one like him! No sooner has he gained a much begrudged access to your living room than he heads straight for the piano. The presence of the King and Queen of England could not deter him; his con¬ fidence (and his nerve! !) know no bounds. In vain you seek to divert him. Would he care to see the rose garden? Would he enjoy a rubber of bridge with Anne and Ted? Would he like a drive to the beach ? He would not-. His goal, the poor, poor piano, is in sight; nothing on heaven nor earth could stop him. How true it is that “Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.” Calmly he assumes his position on the piano bench; then the slaughter begins. What piece he selects doesn’t matter; under his fingers the “Wed¬ ding March” and the “Funeral March” would sound the same. With all his might, he bangs the keys. Harmony? Heavenly days, no ! Wild discord, wail¬ ing tumult, unearthly chaos. And to term it music! O Tempora, O Mores! On and on he pounds—can this be perpetual motion at last? This for¬ ever? Oh, what a thought. Eagerly your eyes search the room for some weapon, something—anything to end this discordant pounding. That vase, possibly? Intruding upon your mur¬ derous thoughts comes a particularly bizarre and terrifying bang. “Wrong note,” he announces cheerily, “wrong note !” It stuns you. Scarcely a right one yet and he dares blithely to tell you that. Oh for a gun, a crowbar, a black-jack! My kingdom for a—but he is off again, another string of blat¬ ant poundings thundering in your ears. Through at last—for that piece any¬ way. Again you quickly thrust the pleasures of tennis before his eyes, ask him to describe Sabatini’s latest novel to you, invite him to the festive board. Wasted words! He is off again. A false start. But you can’t call him back; it isn’t a horse-race, although, Lord knows, it sounds enough like one. What is he doing? My gosh—playing in three flats—and the piece was writ¬ ten in one sharp. And he doesn’t know the difference. Ignorance is bliss— PAGE TWELVE THE PIONEER for him but not for you. “Oh, where are my ear puffs?” He’s going to sing. And he can’t sing. His voice is a cross between a frog’s and a kanga¬ roo’s. You tear your hair. It seems as though you would shriek. “Ave Maria” now. He’ll murder that. You just know-—oh, he’s begun and in the wrong time; and forty an hour right past “moderatissimo.” And that ca¬ denza—frantically you wave your hands toward the next room. A gesture of despair, an appeal for help. At this moment he turns around, forcing you to lunge into a strange writhing move¬ ment which you tell him is dancing. He gets up. Is he going? Can it be possible? Hope at last. But you are doomed to disappointment. His ob¬ ject is to disarrange the music in the piano bench. This done he sits down again, announcing that he should think y ou’d huy some decent music. This is the straw that broke the camel’s back. Politely you inform him that the front door is the second on the left. Don’t for a moment think he’s daun¬ ted, however. He’ll be back tomor¬ row to give you another concert! Oh these ardent pianists ! V. W. ’30. OUR FEATHERED FRIENDS IN WINTER As the days grow shorter and the nights grow colder, we realize that winter will soon be here. The fast changing autumnal foliage is an early prophet of the oncoming winter. How many have thought of our bird friends ? All through the summer they have destroyed insects and weed seeds that impede the growth of our fruits and vegetables. They have no extra overcoat to don, or nice cafeteria to patronize. Is it not our duty to pro¬ vide food and shelter for them through the winter time ? Now is the time to put out our bird houses for three reasons: first, it weathers the house, ridding it of the odor of paint and new wood; second it gives the birds shelter on cold, stormy, winter nights, and last, it im¬ proves the appearance of the yard. Feeding stations or shelters can be very easily constructed. All you need is a roof to keep the snow off the object that contains the food. One boy told me he had found an old shelf and by nailing on a top, had made an artistic little shelter. You can help by merely sweeping off a section of the ground after a snowstorm, and scattering bread crumbs or scraps from the table. We must think, also, of a substitute for insects. This question is easily answer¬ ed. Suet is sold at any meat market for a few cents, and by tying or nail¬ ing some to the trees, you will most assuredly get good results, and have many birds visiting you. In a number of cases where people have fed the birds during the winter, they have the best fruits and gardens the following summer. If we do our part in feeding the birds during the hard winter months, they will appreci¬ ate it and reward us fairly. Ross Chapin ’32. THE PIONEER PAGE THIRTEEN BASKETBALL A LA CO-ED I am not very critical. Usually when I go to a movie anything that is fairly good entertainment suits me. How¬ ever, I am tired of being bored by basket-ball playing Co-eds; the first one wasn’t bad, but I am sick of shows which go like this. John and Betty are sweethearts. Because of a Frat initiation decree John has to kiss the first female he sees. Instead of the conventional neg- ress it turns out to be Lillums, a cute little blonde. Naturally, Betty gets sore over this osculation. John is coaching the girls’ basket¬ ball team for the championship game because of pecuniary and other rea¬ sons. During a practice game he drags Betty aside and says, “Listen, Cap¬ tain, I’m expecting a victory tomor¬ row. It means everything to me.” “As Captain I am telling you you won’t be disappointed,” remarks Betty and holds her rouged lips significantly. They go into a clinch from which they disentangle at the sound of cheers from the onlookers. Both blush. Two rather beef} ' - girls at center start the practice. By a curious system of passing and double-dribling Betty gets the ball under the basket but fails in an attempt to shoot a basket. Lil¬ lums has now appeared, scantily clad in her gymsuit, and laughs sarcastic¬ ally. Betty hears the laugh and glow¬ ers at Lillums especially when the lat¬ ter begins to toy with John’s neck¬ tie. “Maybe you can do better,” she says and throws the ball catching Lillums unawares on her snub nose. “Certainly,” and Lillums, by merely tossing the ball over her head, makes an accidental basket at the other end of the court. Much applause ensues, and John as though discovering a new champion tells her to get into the game. From then on, the way Lil¬ lums scores makes the other contes¬ tants look like inmates of the feeble bodied institution for cross-eyed wall flowers. Betty gets more and more peeved. That night at a rally, which puts a Fourth of July celebration to shame, Betty announces her intention of quit¬ ting the dear old Alma Mater, and puts the idea into effect immediately, narrowly escaping a well-aimed, rot¬ ten egg while so doing. She sobs a little at the sign “quitter” on the door but packs up and leaves with an uncle who comes most opportunely. John is left to look beseechingly after the dust raised by the limousine (the dust indicating speed). The big day arrives and after some comedy relief from two fat youths in the unique audience, the game starts in rather a disappointing manner, be¬ cause the opponents score first. Scor¬ ing becomes a habit of theirs and Lil¬ lums, the only hope, unless Betty re¬ turns, is smothered by pure weight of a cornfed opponent. Soon the score is 20-0, but not in Alma Mater’s favor. Meanwhile, it seems that Betty has repented, but a miserable aunt is keep¬ ing her under lock and key as her gym- suit is said to be immodest. John dis¬ patches Percy and Willy to extract Betty from this strange position. Percy keeps the aunt’s attention at the front door with an interesting sales talk on “Everblot” fountain pens. Willy lets Betty down a ladder. They climb into the yellow fliver, “Jaundice,” and arrive at the game in time for Betty to play the last two minutes. Betty and Lillums make up, and as friends change the score from 40-10 to 41-40 in the Alma Mater’s favor (rather impossible for two minutes, but then this is the movies). When the game is won, there is great excitement to be sure, but the greatest is that caused by the sight of PAGE FOURTEEN THE PIONEER Betty and Lillums on friendly terms. The final closeup shows John hugging both Betty and Lillums—one under each arm. Can you beat it? When seeing a product of a scena¬ rio-writer like that, we might say, Fish stories, Fish stories, Fishes great, fishes small. Someone writes the stories We swallow hook and all. T. Fife, ’30. It Has Been Rumored That: Many freshies have been wandering aimlessly around the school. (They’ll learn in time). Mrs. Sussmann hasn’t forgotten Perkins during the summer. The detention room has been re¬ ceiving its many guests since the 23rd of September. Monsieur Parker made nine holes in 169 at the Golf Club a short time ago. We suggest that he practice a little more. Shrimp Pierpont got hurt in the scrimmage with Winchester. Some say that « he broke his collarbone, others that he broke a rib, still others that he dislocated his shoulder-blade, and another that he dislocated his collarbone. He can take his choice, but w e think he is a pretty lively cripple. Helen Byram laid her golf bag down in front of her at the Club the other afternoon. The next step she took she tripped over it. She ought to watch out or she will finduvherself either in Perkins or Danvers. The Editor has a chauffeur who is always waiting patiently for him. What are his wages? Pop Wheeler has a new limousine. May we have a ride? Frequent contributions to the Pio¬ neer would be welcomed. The physics students are enjoying free concerts daily from the type room. Frank Hodges has been recently seen chauffeuring in a new Ford limousine. May we remind him that children of his youthful age are not allowed this pleasure. M. G. and P. P. are trying t© outdo each other in facial contortions during French 3. Assemblies during recitation periods are extremely welcome. Lucius Chase has purchased a lux¬ urious new coupe, daintily appointed in the latest mode. The unexpected appearance of teachers on the stairs has greatly sur¬ prised and startled many students on their way to the lunch room. Patricia Littlefield, since composing the splendid little poem, “Yoo-hoo”, is seriously considering this field for her life work. Stanley Low has at last found his calling. We wonder if Mr. Gates thinks so? Carney has become so proficient in his studies that the faculty is con¬ sidering excusing him from his home work for the remainder of the year. Gloria Wilcox is out to break all known speed records between here and North Reading. One Freshie recently inquired for “Mr. Halpin, the sewing teacher”. We never suspected this much. Ham Burgess recently had his La¬ tin done. This rumor is believed to be unfounded. Allan Temple was recently heard to play a right note during orchestra practice. This event was the cause of much cheering on the part of the other members. Betty and Almond Allard have been having quite a battle over that bright red whoopee hat. THE PIONEER PAGE FIFTEEN Herbert Downs has a new bicycle. He claims a million wouldn’t buy it and furthermore that he is now one of the million. A young soph recently asked a mem¬ ber of the traffic squad if the next bell had rung yet. I. B. ’31. V. W. ’30. YE WHIRLPOOL OF KNOWLEDGE Note : Drop your own questions per¬ taining to the High School in the “Pio¬ neer” box in the office. Ye Master Mind will try to answer them. Question: Of what use is the bul¬ letin board? Answer : Ye Master Mind says that the bulletin board is chiefly used for an ornament. It takes up the side of a wall which would otherwise look very bare. It also lends a business¬ like appearance to the corridor. Of course a very remote use might be to put a notice on it occasionally. Then what are the chances of its being read? Question: Why do all the digni¬ fied Seniors quake when the last period announcements come around? Answer: It is rather hard to tell what could make seniors quake, but U. S. History assignments have been known to be given at this time. Who knows! Perhaps the seniors think they can manage without history for one night. Alas, the instructor does not agree! Question : What are the seven won¬ ders of our high school? Answer : 1. Mr. Wheeler as a Colossus. 2. The detention room as a mau¬ soleum. 3. The Statue of Abraham Lin¬ coln as a traffic cop. 4. A huddle of football players forming a pyramid . 5. Our new scenic landscape as hanging gardens. 6. Mr. Halpin as a light-house of knowledge. 7. The girls’ mirrors as temples for Diana. Question: Where is the Happy Hunting Ground? Answer: Ye Happy Hunting Ground, dear reader, is the lunch room when hash is on the bill of fare. Question : Why is French 3, period seven, such an amusing period? Answer: Ye Master Mind is in¬ formed that Harry Wrangham and Philip Parker are members of this class. This explains all. Question : How come a dented fen¬ der on Phil Parker’s Ford? Answer : We hear that a telegraph pole, hiding behind a blade of grass, jumped right off the sidewalk. Wasn’t that too bad? Question: Just what is football? Answer: Football is an American sport corresponding to the Spanish bull-fighting. The object is to kill or be killed. A boy finds it especially good for ending the quarrel with the girl friend, for when she sees him laid out on the field, she relents and that’s the end of the fight. Try it, boys ; it works fine. Question: What does “Shot at sunrise” mean ? Answer: Poor ignorant one, it means simply that Mrs. Sussmann is annoyed. Question: Who encourages the study of Geometry? Answer: Bayer Aspirin Company. Question: What is homework? Answer: Homework is that outside school work which is seldom done by ophomores, done by would-be-smart Juniors, and always done by Seniors. Continued on page eighteen c M The LimaVi Couv e holds aJttrraxTioviS For cex t ‘m (Juru© r cjVrls JJ 1 . Here is dV-olA .j uoviic, ’ ' the.HeddvScvdtcKe ' r IkU 15 ViOt UKCOVkVoVi.. TkcTkinhev ' ’ 5 a.v Tkd Jtrdddkv-is destined to b e Q cow boy. A Tktyoduuno JOVn€-tklVxO V €U . b dvt uw££k — Cla55V V .. vJloUewly J) tvuok -fro He t ke y €dv. | drOV4tlc -po5e,by 3 w uk d QscgyXd u He. ir ' , i LedHVny Lewuel c. Tke busihe 5 cliitutfe- — tfbo by K llKCLeY-g d 4 %. p Jfidfcy Sue. PAGE EIGHTEEN THE PIONEER Question: How was the American Revolution won by the patriots? Answer: The Hon. Mr. Gates says our forefathers won the war by the way they retreated. Question: What and why is the soup in the R. H. S. Cafeteria? Answer: Do not be facetious, dear reader. We believe it is Campbell’s canned soup. The directions advise mixing one can of soup with one can of water. We cannot tell whether the cook obeys these rules, but we suggest that you try some yourself; you can then surmise why other foods are in greater demand. We Wonder: Where Miss England gets all her bright sayings? What will happen when those four card fiends are discovered Who invented detention room Who let the Freshies out How Pop Wheeler’s “Rolls Royce” rolls ? Why Latin composition makes us think of a “blue Monday” Where the seniors get their scho¬ lastic ability How many innocent victims Mrs. Sussmann has “shot at sun¬ rise” Where our safety-pins in gym dis¬ appear Who Paul Swanson’s girl is this week Who supplies Rita Ainsworth with such enjoyment in chemistry What keeps Mr. Halpin from go¬ ing totally insane Why the Chemistry class, period 5, hasn’t been completely an¬ nihilated When rebellion in room X will break When the “younger edition” will become acquainted with R. H. S. Why we don’t get contributions to- the Pioneer If Dorothy Melendy ever gets tired of flirting Why Miss Hart mystifies the of¬ fice girls by speaking in French How Mr. Gates can remember so many big words WE “PIONEERS” Now we “Pioneers” belong to a Board To publish a magazine newsy. We scribble and write, compose and invent; Of material we try to be “choosey.” We’re all “Pioneers” in wielding the pen. But we’re honestly doing our best To publish a paper that somehow, we hope, Will equally rank with the rest. To our Editor many warm praises are due, For he’s burning the midnight oil To read and decide if these efforts of ours Are exactly “according to Hoyle.” In a “Pioneer’s” lot there’s plenty of fun, But there’s plenty of worrying too, And we hope you’ll subscribe, as you loyally should. P. L. ’31 THE PIONEER PAGE NINETEEN What We Say Of Others: The Lawrence High School Bulletin, Lawrence, Mass. — Your editorial, “Success,” starts you off well, and the story, “Greater Love,” conquers the literary section. Two things which you lack are poems and exchanges. “The Blue Owl,” Attleboro High School, Attleboro, Mass.—System is a wonderful thing, and that’s just what you have. Congratulations. “The Blue and White,” Edward F. Searles High School, Methuen, Mass. —A very good literary and poetry department, but a larger exchange de¬ partment is needed. “Murdock Murmurs,” Winchendon High School, Winchendon, Mass. — The owl heading the editorials sug¬ gests the wisdom that is found in your editorials. And that’s not the only place we found it! “The Authentic,” Stoneham High School, Stoneham, Mass. — Yours is an exchange that we are always eager to read. The stories, jokes, and poems furnish humor as well as knowledge. The athletics are very well written up. “The Distaff,” Girls’ High School, Boston, Mass. — “Happenings Col¬ umn” is different, and very good. We wish to congratulate your school for its good work in editing your maga¬ zine. We’ve got to hand it to the girls. “The Western Star,” Western Junior High School, West Somerville, Mass. — Your paper is equal to a high school paper in every way but one. Why not organize an exchange department ? Sparkles is something you’re above any high school paper in. “Star of the North,” Technical and Vocational High Schools, Virginia, Minnesota. — You have only four pages, but those four pages contain very interesting material. “The Red and Black,” Rogers High School, Newport, Rhode Island. — We enjoy commenting on your paper. It always has something new and better than before. “Pat, the Senior” and “Ye Oracle” show unusual ability, and your way of writing up class notes is yet to be equaled. “The Broadcaster,” Nashua Junior High School, Nashua, New Hampshire. — Your magazine deserves praise. It contains material as well written as many Senior High School Magazines. “The Enterprise,” Memorial High School, Boston, Mass. — Your last is¬ sue contained a very good assortment of editorials. Your sketches, “The Freshman Emerges,” was very attrac¬ tive. Your exchange department might be larger. “The Record,” Newburyport High School, Newburyport, Mass. — We like your editorials because they rouse school honor and spirit. Your sketches are the best that we’ve seen yet. Your newspaper effect of “Enaitchess Daily News” is excellent. “School Life,” Melrose High School, Melrose, Mass. — Your magazine is complete in every detail. We like your idea of extending material through the ads. “The Exponent,” Greenfield High School, Greenfield, Mass. - Your cover design was very attractive. Kor- r;der Ivat is something new in ex¬ changes. Your “Songland,” and “G. H. S. Advertisements,” are rare. Your exchange department is larger and more complete than that of any other magazine. “Keep up your good work” i PAGE TWENTY THE PIONEER is what you said to us. Now we re¬ turn your good advice ! What others have said about us : The Pioneer The cover design and the title page of the Pioneer are very neat and at¬ tractive. The inside make-up seems choppy. System is a wonderful thing! — “The Punch Harder,” Andover. The Pioneer Why not have more variety in your book? We suggest a few original poems, athletic write ups, and cuts. — “The Record,” Newburyport. The Pioneer We like your ideas of the Book Re¬ views. We like particularly the one on the “Royal Road to Romance” as several of us have read it, too. Your literary department is very complete. — “School Life,” Melrose. The Pioneer We rave over your “Tongue Twist¬ ers” and “Local Hits.” Keep up the good work. —- “The Exponent,” Green¬ field. i he Pioneer A very interesting little magazine. The Exchange Department could be enlarged. The story “Fickle Fortune”, was very amusing. — “Murdock Mur¬ murs,” Winchendon. We gratefully acknowledge exchanges from the following: NEW HAMPSHIRE — “Portsmouth High News,” Portsmouth High; “The Broadcaster,” Nashua J. H. S. RHODE ISLAND — “The Red and Black,” Rogers High School, New¬ port. MINNESOTA — “Star of the North,” Virginia. MAINE -- “The Go-Getter,” Bliss Business College, Lewiston. MASSACHUSETTS — “The West¬ ern Star,” Somerville J. H. S.; “The Reflector,” Woburn; “The Aegis,” Beverly; “The Bostonian,” Memorial,. Boston; “Enterprise,” Roxbury; “The Lawrence High Bulletin,” Law¬ rence ; “The Punch Harder,” An¬ dover; “Exponent,” Greenfield; “Murdock Murmurs,” Winchendon; “Record,” Newburyport; “Dover- tones,” Dover; “The Authentic,” Stoneham; “School Life,” Melrose; “The Blue and White,” Methuen; “The Jabberwock,” Boston; “The Blue Flame,” Hopedale; “The Blue Owl,” Attleboro; “The Distaff,” Bos¬ ton. JOKES Dear John: Pm giving a house party this week-end. Why don’t you come down with the Smiths? Dear Lydia: Sorry to disappoint the Smiths , but Pm coming down with the mumps instea d. This sure is a patriotic pen.” “How come?” “Gone dry, my boy, gone dry.” Mert — I just asked Peanut if I could see her home. Nichols — What did she say? Mert — She said she’d send me a picture of it. A Scot thrust himself into a dinner party. At the end he was heard to the astonishment of all, to call for the bill. It was presented to him and, blushing and embarrassed, he paid it. 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