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

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THE PIONEER SPORT NOTES PAGE FIVE Lean back in your chair. Ah, Neal O’Hara never thought of one like that. We suggest a boxing match between “Shrimp” Pierpont and “Neverkeep- quiet” Shires, the money to go to the High School A. A. Perhaps “Art” would rather stage a gabfest with “Os¬ car” Low. Coach ought to sue the talkie com¬ panies for stealing his pet football plays. Pierce, former Deering High, is sure¬ ly a darling basketball player. “Bus” proved he’s no bust by sinking five points. Well, no alumni star did better. “If I Had a Talking Picture of You” is the favorite locker room song. If the picture is anything like the sound, we’d hate to hear it. Didn’t “Dinnie” play some nice bas¬ ketball in the Alumni game? Why doesn’t “Fran” come out for basketball? He’d look great passing to “Mert” on the quick breakaway. “Bus” looks to be out for a great season. 1 i Fitchburg looks like the big game of the season. Are you going? Newspaper stories are good, but don’t forget it was “Dick” Gale that scored the winning point in the Wakefield game. How did you like the faculty team printed in the Chronicle? It gave some of us a good laugh, but don’t forget they beat the varsity a couple of years ago. Mr. Sussmann, if we remember rightly, was the star in that game. If “Dick” Burhoe can only go as fast as his car, we’ve got the league title now. How did you like that junior team? Looks good for next year. We’re sorry for the poor Juniors who study so hard the y have no time to be an assistant manager. Are there no Scotchmen in the class? You know, you see all the games free. Who wrote that “Sophmore” on the bulletin board? Please remember there is another “o” in it, but, good¬ ness, where are the “a’s”? How about some teacher forming a basketball league and playing the games in the H. S. gym? The idea was tried out some years ago with PIONEER COVER DESIGNS On Tuesday, January 7, a meeting of the “Pioneer” board was held to select covers for the three remaining issues this year. The covers chosen were T. F. — There’s food for thought in this magazine story. R. H. — Full of meat, eh? T. F. — No, it’s a serial. P. P. — Any one can see you have a talent for painting. D. B. — Oh, how can you tell? P. P. — One look at your face. drawn by Harriet Howe, Clayton Downs, and Francis Merritt. Each of these three will receive a year’s free subscription to the “Pioneer.” Mr. Gates — What were the Ameri¬ can colonists fighting for? Burditt — Their immoral rights. Mr. Pope — What holds the sun up? Martin — The sunbeams, of course. F. B. — How long could a person live without brains? H. H. — Let’s see, how old are you?

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THE PIONEER PAGE SEVEN GIRLS’ ATHLETICS This year’s Girls’ Hockey squad was organized with E. Anderson as cap¬ tain, and E. Benjamin as manager. A practice game was played at Stone- ham on November 8, in which our team was defeated 5-0. The work of our girls playing against a league team was very satisfactory to the coach, Miss Florence Nichols. The lineup consisted of E. Anderson, center; M. Connelly, G. Hickey, left inner; G. MacAuley, O. Conti, R. Web¬ ster, right inner; E. Benjamin, left wing; C. Weafer, F. Marchetti, D. Me- lendy, right wing; Rita Ainsworth, right halfback; B. Kerr, left halfback; M. Richards, center halfback; E. Ells, M. Rielly, fullback; M. Griswold, guard. The members of the squad who did not play at Stoneham were E. Con¬ nelly, D. Eaton, M. Lewis, and H. Parker. During the week of November 25, the girls’ gym classes elected leaders, who chose teams for interclass sports. The object is to stimulate competition between the gym classes. Each class has four teams, the lead¬ ers of which are: L. Clifford, B. Ives, A. Leach, M. Moreau, H. Ellison, G. Wright, J. Clark, E. Gage, R. Pomfret, R. Chesley, C. Kinsley, C. Pitman, R. Pitman, A. Poole, M. Richards, E. Quigley, P. Littlefield, H. Byram, R. Parker, K. Spencer, E. Benjamin, E. Anderson, E. Riemer, M. Connelly. D. T. P. ’30. IN THE FLAME CASTLE I sensed that last night would find me paying another visit to the Flame Castle. Somehow I felt perverse, in¬ credulous. Those other visits—they were probably only evening dreams. But tonight I would make sure. I tried to will myself there, but it was not until I was half asleep with the effort of concentration that I found myself being bowed into the long hall by my friend, the Flame-man. But the hall was not the same. Be¬ fore, it had been black and dark; now, doors were thrown open along its length ; flickering lights made the place bright; the walls were hung with cloth of a glorious tangerine hue. From the rooms on either side came the sounds of gaiety. The immense room, which was the only one I had been in before, was decorated extravagantly, and down its length was a banquet table laden with the finest linen, silver, and glass. The room, however, was empty. My host led me to seat of honor. Then he turned towards the drawn cur¬ tains at the end of the room and clap¬ ped his hands three times. The cur¬ tains drew slowly apart while music, so beautiful it seemed unreal, heralded the appearance of a company of peo¬ ple, handsomely dressed who two by two advanced and bowed, first to their leader, then to me. As they took their places, I saw that their clothes were of every color ever seen in a fire, but their faces were curiously indistinct and wavering. I looked for the people that I had seen on the stage in this very room, but I could distinguish none. While the unseen musicians played, food was placed on the table, strange, queer food, of which I had never seen the like before. I could not describe it now, but though each had a distinc¬ tive taste every kind left an odd, burn¬ ing sensation in my mouth. At last the feast was over. I was conducted into some of the apartments on either side of the hall. In some, these flame people were dancing, in others, they were playing games, or simply talking congenially together. Everywhere they greeted me courteous¬ ly, but I do not know now whether I joined in the games or conversation. It all seemed blurry and fantastic.