Scituate High School - Chimes Yearbook (Scituate, MA)

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6 THE CHIMES the rapids of Pride and Ambition, and Mr. Gutter will wel- come us when we reach old age in the city of Failures. So why should we worry ; it is a merry life, no lessons, no jobs, no bosses, no nothing. Want to come? H. Eaton, '26 IMAGINATION Imagination is defined as the picturing power or act of the mind. How wonderful is imagination ! It will take us to any land in which we wish to delve and also to lands that no one else knows of but ourselves. The person who is without imag- ination has surely never lived. Imagination is a great play fellow. To sit among a large gathering of people, in the South Station for instance, and watch the crowds of people that go hurrying along, gives the imagination interesting subjects upon which to dwell. Immediately various questions pop into the mind. Where do all these people come from? Where are they going? Who are they? How do they live? Unconsciously we find ourselves putting those who are the most striking into homes. The ragged little urchin we can picture in some dark alley way in the city. The stately woman we think of as presiding over the tea table. We can put these people in their settings very easily. How do we do it? We judge first by clothes and secondly by faces. People's clothes give a clue as to their knowledge of how to dress appro- priately and becomingly. Clothes also give a clue as to whether a person is rich or poor. Some people are attired in the most gaudy of colors, others tend strictly to only one, while still others hit the happy medium. A person's face gives an im- pression of his attitude towards life in general. As we watch the crowds, we see faces that look happy and smiling, faces furrowed by anxiety and care, and faces that seem as if they would never smile. These features furnish the foundation, and imagination paints the rest. Isn't imagination a wonderful thing? Could you imagine being without it? Bessie Monahon, '26. GREY DAYS Grey days come to everyone. There are times when it seems as if everything had gone wrong, as if all our friends had left us, and as if all our hard work had amounted to nothing; and our hopes and ambitions seem far from being realized. We all get grouchy, and wish to crawl into a comer and mope. Or if we are compelled to go about our work, we do it with long faces as if all the trouble in the world had

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THE CHIMES 5 You know there was not. Why? Because she belonged to the bunch. At volley ball the bunch line up in front of the net where all the fun and excitement are. If one of the dubs (we will call them) get in front, she is pushed, jumped on, and kicked about until she retires to the rear. If the ball goes to those in back as it occasionally does, there are cries of Hey ! Come on with that ball, or Say! this isn't a corner game, from those in front. When they think they are not getting enough, they kick. Why do not some of the dubs kick? If these conditions per- sist, there will never be real school spirit or co-operation among the students. Why cannot the conditions be so fixed that every one will have an equal chance? AN INVITATION What ho, good friend, woulds't enjoy life? Travel with me awhile. I am jolly Mr. Wait-a-bit, and you surely must meet my family. I am certain that you will love my father, Mr. A-little-behindhand, and my dreamy-eyed mother. Never-on- time. Here comes our dear sister, By-and-by, to welcome you ; and my happy-go-lucky brother. Some-other-day. Come out to our beautiful castle. We call it Manana, which is Spanish and means tomorrow. Who would live in today, when there are thousands of tomorrows, and only one today? We have a wonderful chef, called Monsieur Late. While we do not ever have meals at any regular time, we do not mind a little thing like that ; because we are never ready to eat when he rings the dinner bell. Day or night is all the same to us ; we so despise arising in the morning, and we positively hate to go to bed at night. As for lessons, well, we long ago were obliged to cast them out ; they came with such dreadful regularity. When we travel, we have to engage a special vehicle, because the railroads have engineers and conductors with such rude manners. They start their trains before we reach the station, and toot their derision at us, in their ill-bred haste to begone. We do not work much, for the reason that no one seems to want us long. Our dollars are few, but one can borrow, and pay on some future tomorrow. We would not cheat any- one, though old Grandfather Time scolds and raves at us a great deal. We belong to the lodge of Ne'er-do- Wells. And as folks say we clutter up the earth, and they don't seem to want us around, we spend most of our time drifting down the Lazy river in our good boat. Shiftless. The rocks of Jail and Poor House are always looming in our way, but our mate Rage, and Captain Poverty try to dodge them. We have learned to avoid

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THE CHIMES 7 settled on our shoulders. Thousands have written songs and verses about smiling when things go wrong. We all have heard the advice and we know it to be good, yet we seldom follow it. Many preach it but few practice it. It is easier to mope than to be gay when things go wrong, and we usually do. It is hard to square our shoulders, lift up our chins and smile; yet there is no adage better and no one gets far who does not live up to it. There are different ways of getting rid of the blues, different ways appeahng to different people. Book lovers turn to their faithful friends, their well-worn books; many seek to help their fellow-beings; and nearly all find a solace in Nature. Everyone, rich and poor, old and young, has his trouble and his happiness. It is all in Life's game, and those who take their hardships bravely, with lifted chin and smiling Hps, win the reward — happiness and success. The Editorial Staff wishes me to express their thanks to the Alumni who have subscribed to The Chimes. This means much toward the building up of our paper. Class notes are given below: George Murphy, '24, is now working in Boston for the Massachusetts Bond and Insurance Company. Martha Lincoln, '24, is employed in the office of George Keith in East Weymouth. Amy Frye, '24, is training to be a nurse at the Children's Hospital. Helen Jellows, '24, has completed her services at the Scitu- ate Post Office, and is employed by Mr. Yenetchi. Velma Pelrine, '23, has a new position in Boston with the First National Bank. Mary O'Hern, '23, has just completed a course at Bryant and Stratton and is working for the New England Dairy Food Council, Boston. Evelyn Clapp, '22, is working for the United Shoe Machin- ery Company, Boston, Mass. Dorothy Damon, '20, is a stenographer connected with the Library Bureau, Boston, Mass. Grace Waterman, '18, is teaching school in Wellesley, Mass. Annie Wilder, '17, is cost accountant in the Suffolk En- graving Company, Cambridge, Mass. Madolyn Murphy, '14, has returned from California, and is now employed as librarian in Southbridge, Mass. H. L. W. '26