Scituate High School - Chimes Yearbook (Scituate, MA)

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THE CHIMES 9 ATHLETICS The Scituate High School should have a very good team next season. For an organization just starting, they are very good. It is composed of eight freshmen, which leaves practically the same material for next season. The team is young and, of course, has much to learn, but after practice will be able to play against any high school of its weight on the South Shore. McCarthy at calling signals has proved to be a snappy field general. Murphy, playing right half back and Dwyer at left half are good ball carriers and broken field runners. Webster playing fullback does the punting and has shown himself to be a valuable man in plunging through center for long gains. Sharp is very fast in getting down under the punts. Wherity excels at tackling and could also be used as a back-field man in carrying the ball. ''Watch 'em.'' Murphy, '24. It is the purpose of the pupils to prepare three issues of The Chimes this school year. The next issue is planned for Easter and the last for June. We would like to consider the possibility of making the June issue an Alumni number. We would like to enlarge and improve the magazine and possibly turn over a certain part of the space to the alumni. An active alumni association is a great asset to any school. It means added loyalty, increased and more intelligent interest, and it is a source of inspiration both to the undergraduate students and to the alumni. It would encour- age us greatly to have all alumni, who read this article, send us a letter, expressing opinions concerning this matter. The editors realize that there are many weak spots in this, our first, number of The Chimes. We shall learn by experience. Let every member of the school get this point now — it requires worth while ideas expressed in written language to make any kind of a magazine. Get busy ; think first, then write and rewrite until your thoughts live somewhat in the printed page. Editorial Board. The Glasses to Read With A peasant went to town and he noticed many things. For instance he noticed that many peasants wore eyeglasses while reading newspapers. The peasant entered an optician's and asked for glasses to read with. The optician tried on many pairs while the peasant looked at a hook; but each time answered, 'No, I can't read anything . The optician, tired of trying his glasses on the man, said to him, Do you know how to read? What a foolish question, he replied, 4f I knew how to read I would not want any glasses .

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8 THE CHIMES THE SCHOOL LIBRARY When we came back to school in September we were very much surprised to find old Room Two changed into a cheery little library. And it surely was a pleasant surprise, for up to this time our encyclopedias, dictionaries, biographies and reference books had been scattered around the building and we either wasted time finding them, or else we couldn't find them at all. Now we can walk into the library, look up the number of the book we want in the card catalogue, and find it in the bookcase. Of course, we became confused at first and could not find the books we wanted, but with Miss Dudley s help, which I am sure we all appreciated, we soon were able to get any book we needed to study. Now it is quite a pleasure to go and read about little subjects that are brought up in class, or study some of the facts we wish to bring out in recitations ; while before, we sometimes shirked our lessons with the very good excuse that we were not able to find the books containing the information we wanted. The library walls are covered with burlap so that interesting clippings may be pinned up. One corner is given over to clip- pings and pictures of the Ancient History students who are daily bringing in subjects of interest. One of the members of the Sopho- more English class put up a picture of David Warfield as Shylock as the class is reading The Merchant of Venice , and all the students are gladly bringing things interesting to different classes. Our library has but two bookcases at present, but it is so arranged that others may be added when needed. The three read- ing tables are used at all times by pupils seeking information. The students seem to appreciate this new addition to the school and when in the room conduct themselves in a quiet and business- like manner. The library is increasing rapidly as books are added from time to time. All it really needs is a good set of encyclope- dias which would be helpful to all students and especially to those studying general science and biology. This will, no doubt, be added to the school library in a short time. The school has really derived great benefit from the library and expects to see valuable additions in the future. Ray Ellis, '26. Heard in History Class M. Merritt (to history teacher) — Did Nero burn Rome? Mr. Martin — Yes. M. Merritt — His mother shouldn't of let him play with matches. • Pa — Whom do you go with every week-end? L. Wolfe (who doesn't get his meaning) — I only go with strong quarter-backs.

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10 THE CHIMES BUCK It was ODn a bright spring day when a gray she-wolf walked proudly forth from her rocky cave, followed by a litter of four pups. When they reached the outdoors, the sunlight blinded them, but they soon became accustomed to the bright glare ; and after a time they began to play biting each other's ears and chasing each other about. Days passed quickly and the pups grew rapidly. The first lesson the she-wolf taught them was to kill. She caught a large rabbit, wounded it and then left the rest to the pups. They pounced about it and finally buried their little teeth in its throat and devoured it. Next she taught them to capture. She took them up by a big pine under which was a family of rabbits. When a rabbit appeared she pounced on it. The pups soon learned, and sometimes they separated, each at a hole by himself. The skillful one ate, and the clumsy ones went hungry except for a few left-over scraps. One moonlight night when they were all asleep in the cave, they were awakened by a whine. The she-wolf ran out whining back. The pups followed her, and upon reaching the outside, they saw a large collie, which they knew by instinct, was their father. He put up his ears and wagged his tail ; then going over to the largest pup, he lapped his face. The pup stood his ground and only smelled of his father. There was a deep love between them which was already understood. When the collie returned to his home he took the pup with him, although the poor little mongrel had all he could do to keep pace with his swift father. At last they reached the so-called home. It was a rustic log cabin. When the collie whined at the door, it was opened by a young man dressed in the uniform of the Royal Northwest Mounted Police. The dog and pup ran in and the young man immediately recog- nized the pup as belonging to the collie for they looked alike. He decided to name him Buck because of the color of his fur. Days passed into weeks and weeks into months. By fall Buck was as big as most full grown dogs. Billy, his master, had fed him well. One crisp) evening Buck and his father took their usual trot down to a nearby brook for a drink. Buck ran ahead and just as he started to drink, he heard a rifle crack, a yelp, a dull thud, and a groan ; then all was dead silence. Buck ran back to find his father dead with a bullet shot in his head. When he reached the cabin, he met Billy coming to investigate the noise. Billy showed the usual surprise and sorrow when one finds his pet dead. After a time he put Buck's father behind the cabin intending to bury him in the morning. Buck couldn't sleep because he missed his father and he became so restless that Billy let him out.