Scituate High School - Chimes Yearbook (Scituate, MA)

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8 THE CHIMES THIS MINIATURE CRAZE Donald W. Parsons, ' 32 This old world of ours seems to have gone completely miniature. Large and awkward things have been replaced on the market by things small and compact. The women call them cute ' but they seem childish. Styles have changed from the gross to the petite. Eor example, is the man who drives a big car in fashion? No the man in style is the man who drives that cute little Austin. In the sov iety of dogs it is not the large wolfish-looking dogs who are the expensive dog-meat, but the small Pomeranians w hose price often runs up into hundreds of dollars per pound. The .golf craze in its Tom Thumb form is a sensation in itself. Its rapid rise to popularity far surpasses that of real golf, although its permanence is unreliable. If these things are true, what is the cause, and what will be the final results ? This condition may be due to the fact that people in general have come to believe in the old say- ing, that the best things come in small packages, but as for the ultimate results, they are a matter of speculation, and one opinion is as good as another. WINTER ' S END Ruth Reardon, ' 32 The air is full of the clamoring of the forth-coming spring. The ground is moist and soft. The trees, bushes

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THE CHIMES Vol. 8 June, 1931 No. 1 Published by the Students of the Scituate High School Scituatc, Massachusetts EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chief Virginia Poland Assistant Editors Dorothy Knox Literary Editors ' ' Y I Frank Vinal Business Manager Mil,dred Bresnahan Assistant Business Manager Stanley Murphy Athletic Editors f ' Burchill Sweeney Art Editor Doris Overland Alumni Editor Charles Coleman Dramatic Editor Winifred Bartington Exchange Editors j ,7 ' [ I ranees Alexander Joke Editor Selwyn Chipman ( Kathryn Dorr Class Editors i ert Breen ? Mary Sweeney ' Harriet Poland The Editorial Board wishes to thank the students for the generous response to our contest for material. We regret that we were unable to print many contribu- tions because of the lack of space. We also thank the advertisers, through whose generosity it was possible for us to publish THE CHIMES.

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THE CHIMES 9 and all other types of shrubbery, are budding and peeping forth with an air of the greatest arrogance. The birds in the trees are twittering their early verses for spring. All in all Nature is having a charmed reincarnation. The snow seems aged and desolate lying about the sodden earth in small and insignificant patches. The sky in the mist has a beautiful hue of the golden and reddish sunset which is about to peep forth in the early dusk of evening. Winter, with all its glory and glamour, has fled and hidden in the depths of nowhere, while spring is just bursting forth in her new costume of brilliant color. Doesn ' t such a descrip- tion make you feel as if you ' d like to roam the woods for hours at a time and see with your own eye nature at its best? FIRE ! ! ! George Lowell, ' 31 From a window set in the gray somber walls of the tow- ering tenement house, a microscopic line of black smoke curled upward toward the star-studdqd sky. It was midnight and the still crisp February night hung like a banket over the sleeping city. The gray walls of the tenement house had stood for half a century on the outskirts of the thriving city. It had always been considered as a firetrap with its numerous, narrow, twisting stairways, its small rooms, and poorly constructed fire escapes w hich were now packed with boxes, newspapers, and other useless ar- ticles that the tenants had piled on the fire escape stairs in order to get rid of them. And now the inevitable had come ! The stream of black smoke lengthened and widened, still floating upward where it was blown here and there by the air currents. Steadily, minute by minute, the smoke in- creased in volume and from somewhere w ithin the building a faint glow could be seen, while at the same time a crack- ling like that of distant rifle fire was heard. N , v the smoke is pouring steadily from the foiiiih-story