Scituate High School - Chimes Yearbook (Scituate, MA)

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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.

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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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THE CHIMES II As soon as he was outside he pricked up his ears for he heard a noise like that of someone tearing cloth. He went around back of the cabin and there was a man taking the pelt of his father. At the same time he smelled a scent just like the one which he had smelled when his father had been killed. He bared his teeth. That man had killed his father, he would kill him. With a powerful spring Buck jumped and landed on the man 's shoulders. The man grappled and finally drew a knife. A hot sharp pain shot through Buck. It was a fight for life so he buried his fangs deep in the man's throat. The man slowly released his grasp on Buck and finally he lay back lifeless, never to rise again. After Buck made sure he had defeated his opponent, he hob- led back to the cabin on three legs. Billy let him in when he whined and immediately discovered a cut betweeen his chest and right foreleg. Billy bandaged it and then taking his automatic, he went out to find out the cause. Going around back he stumbled over the body of the dead man. After he had dragged him around to the window, he recognized him as the man hunted by all the north country — Pierre Boulard, trap thief, and all around criminal. Going into his cabin he wirelessed for a patrol of men with two extra horses. The reply came back ''O.K. The next morn ing they came. Boulard was put on one horse, and Billy carrying Buck rode on the other. After twelve hours of riding, the party reached Moosehead Lodge, tired and cold. Upon entering the Lodge, Billy was greeted by three lusty cheers from his brother officers. Then Commander-in-Chief Carrigan advanced and put a captain's bar on Billy's shoulder, and a collar of elkskin and gold on Buck's neck. This was followed by a ban- quet. And now Billy is captain and Buck is mascot of the Moose- head Lodge Post. Robert Gardner, '26. THE CHIMES We thought, and thought, and thought in vain, To give our paper a proper name. The Script , the ''Scribe , and many more, But to get a good one, our hair we tore. When suddenly 'cross the lowly plain, We heard the chimes ring out songs of fame. As if in answer to our plea, It seemed to say, Name it for me . We hope The Chimes will bring to you Memories of school days old or new. Winifred Ward, '25.