Scituate High School - Chimes Yearbook (Scituate, MA)

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24 THE CHIMES THAT ' S HISTORY Madeleine Bailey, ' 37 Barbara repeated it again — ' ' Civil War 1861-1865 — Civil War 1861-1865. Big-chief-not-afraid died at the batde of — oh dear! Was it (lettysburg or Bull Run? I never can remember! All of a sudden she threw her l)ooks on the table, noiselessly push- ed back her chair and stole swiftly out the back door. Dt)wn the old cart-path she ran and into the woods. It was one of those dreary damp days when home work is most discouraging, and Barbara had gone on a strike. She ran and ran saying over and over, ' T don ' t care whether Big- chief-not-afraid died at the battle of Gettysburg or not. Suddenly Barbara tripped over a twig and went headlong into one of New England ' s choicest briar patches, hitting her head on a stone as big as Bunker Hill Monument. For a few minutes Barbara lay where she was, stunned. Finally she sat up, blinked, and rubbed her head. ' hee ! What a spill. Oh, you awful stone !you ' ve made a bump as big as an egg on my forehead and — Say ! you do look like Bunker Hill Monument; don ' t you? And what funny writing and pic- tures on you ! Barbara pushed and tugged at the rock and when she had pushed it out into the path, she sat down on it to think. ' ' Pardon me. Miss said a voice, awakening Barbara from her thoughts. And Barbara turned quickly to find a perfectly huge man smiling kindly down at her. She finally swallowed her fright and said, G-good evening, sir. Wh-hat can I do for you? Fm from the Indian Reservation in Montana and I thought I would take a short cut from the station to the town hall wliere I must make a report, but as you see, I ' m lost. Oooh ! exclaimed Barbara, you ' re just the person Fm looking for ' cause you ' re an Indian ! Then she remembered that she was in her teens and so she stopped jumping up and down and said, If you please, sir, could you tell me what this stone says? It looks like the way the Indians used to write. Why surely, Miss, I will if I can. He studied it a moment or two and then exclaimed, Why this is very valuable. It is a tombstone and it says : —

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THE CHIMES 23 One day Mrs. O ' Malley said to Mary, Oh, Mary, will you please take this dress down to Mrs. Van York and ask her if it suits her? Yes, replied Mary and soon she was on her way to the hotel. Arriving at the hotel, she was shown to Mrs. Van York ' s room. Mrs. Van York, hearing her knock on the door, said, ' ' Come in. Here is the dress that Mrs. O ' Malley sent up, said Mary. Why, it ' s lovely ! exclaimed Mrs. Van York. Give this money to your mother and tell her it is perfect. Suddenly her expression changed as she noticed the ring Mary wore around her neck on a chain. My dear, she asked, where did you get that ring? Why I ' ve had it all my life I guess, answered Mary. Is Mrs. O ' Malley your real mother? Mary was asked. Oh no, said Mary, I don ' t know who my real parents are. Then she explained to Mrs. Van York how she had been found. Excuse me just a minute, said Mrs. Van York, going into an- other room. Mary looked around her. On a small table were two photographs of a man and a woman. Mary thought how queer it was that the woman looked like her. Then Mrs. Van York re-entered the room and said, Will you and Mrs. O ' Malley please come back here tonight? When they had returned that night, they found a strange man there — Mrs. Van York ' s husband. He told Mary that he was her uncle and that Mrs. Van York was her aunt. He said that her aunt had given her the ring when Mary was only four years old. A month later Mary went on an ocean trip with her parents and the boat had gone down. They had believed her dead. Mary had at last come into her own. Miss Colburn — Paul Revere ' s ride is well known to historical Boston. Where did he ride, Dorothy? Dotty Anne — I think it was at either the Marshfield or Brock- ton track ! Mr. Cole — If a man walked into a store, went over to the meat department, and walked out of the store with a shoulder, would that be robbery? H. Merritt — No! Most men have two shoulders!

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THE CHIMES 25 Big-ch icf-n o i -afraid Born 1843— 1863 At the battle of Gettysburg May he rest with the Good Spirit! ' ' Oh, then I was right after all and I didn ' t even have to look it up. Mdj I have this stone for my people? ' ' asked the hig man. The girl assented. The next day Barbara again went to the woods and standing in front of some nice cozv briars, said, Thank you, nice Briar Patch. I got 100 per cent in history today. A VISIT FROM THE U. S. S. DORSEY John Barry, ' 35 Last summer was the first time in the history of Scituate that a government destroyer has visited this small but historic town in Massachusetts Bay. Aboard this ship were more than one hundred men. There is a lot of talk about how bad sailors are, but from my own experience I can say that these boys aboard the Etorsey were as fine a group of gentlemen as I have ever met. Many people are misinformed about our navy todav. All the men in it have to have six months or a year of special training before they go aboard a ship. A man with a criminal record cannot even apply for entrance. The quarter-master of the ' ' Dorsey, Joe Lawrence, w as a former Scituate boy and last summer was the first time his uncle had seen him for sixteen years. Aboard this ship every night while it was in Scituate they had talking pictures, and an invitation was extended to the friends of the sailors. It was interesting to notice the courteous way the sailors treated the people that boarded the cruiser. Some interesting facts about a destroyer that we learned from first-hand information are that it costs fifteen hundred dollars a day to keep it in port; they use four hundred gallons ' of fresh water a day; and a destroyer averages about thirty-eight knots an hour. According to all reports the sailors enjoyed their stay in Scit- uate just as well as the people enjoyed entertaining them. To quote Tony, the radio operator, ' ' Scituate may be small but it sure knows how to treat guests.