Scituate High School - Chimes Yearbook (Scituate, MA)

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24 ®Hme§ Then her friend, finding a victim, said, I guess you don ' t know what time it is. No, I bit. What time is it? Ten to. Ten to what? Ten to your own business! In mortification I busied myself with my coke while Myrt shot the dirt. It seems that some goon, a really slow Joe, asked Emma to the rat race, she related. She really hankered to go with that mellow fellow. Jim Daniels, so she ditched the hitch and missed the pitch and now she has the blight for the night. As Myrt ran down, her friend picked up the conversation. What a tearful earful. he com- mented. But don ' t look sick, chick. Have some gum. chum. ' He must have looked up at me then, for he added. Don t stare, square. Leave your chair and take the air! And so I staggered out, before the loony lin- go of this gruesome twosome swept me off my feet, but reet ! FEATHERED FRIENDS ]ean Tohin, ' 49 Have }ou ever stopped to look at the birds around you? And have you noticed how they are marked? Only Mother Nature can produce such beautiful effects. Take a common bird like the starling, for instance. You might say he is not pretty, but have you ever seen him in the sun? 1 bet you haven ' t. One of the prettiest birds I have ever seen is the evening grosbeak. He is a large, rather fat, short-tailed bird, about the size of a starling. The large bill and the yellowish color make him known at once. He flies like a finch with the characteristic up-and-down flight. The gold- finch also flies this way. The grosbeak is some- times known as an over-grown goldfinch. The evening grosbeak is different from the pine grosbeak because he has a much shorter tail. Large, white wing-patches are revealed when he flies. The snow bunting is the only oth- er northern finch showing so much white. Until about three years ago, the evening gros- beak was never known to be found in Massachu- setts, that is, in any great number. You can always tell when he arrives, for he comes with a bang. One usualy comes alone and then he leaves; ne [ ihe whole group comes. Tliey are rather nois birds, especially on Saturday morn- ings when one likes to sleep. They stay around luilil about Apiil and then they start back north. These birds are the worst sunflower eaters I have ever seen. They come in groups ranging from twenty to forty each day. One day I count- ed sixty. During the three or four months they are around, they will eat about one hundred pounds of sunflower seeds. An article in the paper recently mentioned their eating salt. They never seem to eat the salt I put out for them. The evening grosbeaks are such interesting birds that I enjoy having them on my yearly bird list. THE FAMILY CAR Robert Devine, ' 47 The immortal body of steel that goes on through the ages, suffering, straining, pursuing a life of service to its master, — that ' s our family car. When it was a young body just germina- ting from the seed of raw iron in the huge Ford factory, it was something to be proud of. Gradually it developed into a deluxe model of man ' s most modern road-traveling vehicle. It provided boundless joy when the young man of the family drove to school dances and to other meeting places of the younger set. or when the family proudly displayed it going to work or church. But, alas, as the years have passed, it has slowly, reluctantly succumbed to the feeble- ness of old age. Dont laugh, but just look at that surface finish. It was once a radiant blue-black with shiny chromium in contrast, but now it ' s just a conglomeration of indefinable colors and com- pounds. The window s I except for those in the front and rear ) that were once of the purest glass have since been replaced by cardboard, bearing various trademarks and color prints of soap and cereal adv ertisements. The seats, which were once of multi-colored straw-, are now drab: and protruding from various points are bunches of hair-filling. The heater is nice to have, but we never did get around to having it connected. The radio is a fine addition, and if it performed as all good radios should. I ' m sure more than just static would be produced. Deprived of a gasket, the car doesn ' t produce much power in operation. Minus a generator, inexcusably not replaced, it frequently has a change of batteries at no little expense. The windshield-wiper runs continu- ously, with a loud hiss — except in rainy weath- er. The headlights cast a huge black shadow inslead of iheir siipposed-illuminaling beams. Kegar lle s of lliese iiandicaps it will doiibl- le?sl go uii through the ages, contiiuiing lo hold il proud place upon the highways. Long li e the indomitable famils car!

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23 OUR UNIVERSAL LANGUAGE Annette MiUiken, ' 47 Did you ever slop to think how many times we converse intelligibly without speaking a word of English, French, Chinese or whatever lan- guage is native to our tongues? We have another form of expressing ourselves which might be termed the only common langu- age known to all men of the world. It consists of sighs, gasps, grunts, groans, — all the eee s, alt ' s, eek ' s, ha-ha s, yo-ho ' s, a-ha ' s, ugh ' s, oh ' s, or other inarticulate sounds we might utter in an otherwise speechless moment. Didn ' t the club held by the ancient caveman result in many a grunt or groan from the fairer sex? I ' ve also heard that Cleopatra caused many a sigh or ah in her day, as did Helen of Troy. The only utterance Napoleon could manage after Waterloo was ugh and I really don ' t think that was the Indian blood in the little general ex- pressing itself either. It was simply the bitter taste of defeat being ably conveyed. A bottle of rum and a hearty yo-ho represent one of the lustiest characters in our history, Captain Kidd. And I imagine when a mouse rustled the skirts and petticoats of any 17th century lady, a nice healthy eek followed, or perhaps an eee depending on how near the lady was to a faint. When near to collapsing, one might find it too strenuous to say eek and utter an eee , since only the vowel sound is used. Now, thinking this over slowly and clearly, we can understand that our bobby-soxers do not express themselves with any more originality than did the most ancient and wise philosopher. They are not acting like silly adolescents. They are just speaking the oldest and best known lan- guage existing on our earth. THE MUSIC FESTIVAL Donald McPherson, ' 46 This year, for the first time since the outbreak of the war, the annual Spring Festival of the New England Music Association was held in New Britain, Connecticut. Students from all over New England were chosen to attend the four-day meeting. Earl Merritt and I attended from the Scituate High School. At five o clock on llic day of our ai t ival llictc was a iiciicial mcclitig of llic six liuiiilrfd repre eiilalivfh in the immense high school audi- loiiiiiii. lliMC vvf were given a slioil iecliire on cundut t and curfew hours. Tlien the i ush be- gan. The band totaled one hundred sixty-three, and covered a stage about ten times the size of Scituate ' s stage. We practiced three times a day, our rehearsal time averaging about six hours daily. One of the hardest things the band as a whole had to learn was to play softly. Most of us were used to playing as loud as we could. Mr. Dorr, our conductor, was excellent; he knew just what he wanted and how to get it. By Fri- day afternoon, when we gave our first concert for the high school and grade pupils, we really sounded professional. I wouldn ' t have believed that such excellent music could be played by high school students. There was also a three-hundred-voice chorus and a full-sized symphony orchestra of one hun- dred twenty-five. We managed to hear a few re- hearsals of the two other organizations, and they were both excellent. The string section of the orchestra actually rivaled that of a professional symphony. The chorus was very impressive with three hundred voices singing a capella. For a full appreciation of the festival, it should be seen and heard first-hand. Words are entirely inadequate to describe the marvellous cooperation and spirit of the group. I shall always remember my participation as a wonder- ful musical experience. CALL ME A TAXI Alette Dolan, ' 48 Most people consider us teen-agers as jitter- bugging, line-slinging jabberwocks who ex- change corny comments over the soda fountain. Up to two weeks ago I considered this a legend; I certainly didn ' t know any of these people until . . . I walked into Joe ' s Drug Store one Thursday afternoon, and there they sat, their legs wrapped around the drug store stools. Shoot the dirt, Myrt, he said to his compan- ion. Well, it ' s this way, she related. Then glanc- ing up at me, she command ed, Grab a stool, fool! Feel like a coke? Sure, I replied, wishing to be friendly. Well, you don ' t look like one! she com- mented. Dccidiiii: llial Fd liavc lo s|)cm(1 my owti tiirklc. 1 aiowlcil Well. on can join nie in n (idass nf vvalcr. ' O. K. Bui }(iu jump ill iirsl and sec how deep it is.

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25 BAND FiKbT Row : R. Fernandes, E. Meyers. Second Row: R. Rich. J. Fresina, V. Day, L. Cerilli, M. Dwight, F. Dyer, N. Hennegan, J. Goddard, E. Merritt. Thiud Row: iNIr. Donald F. Leach, L. Goddard, M. Peirce, A. Robisheau, J. Schidtz, E. Noble, B. Robisheau, V. Goddard. FoLKTH Row: A. Dunphy, P. Arapoff, M. Spinola, J. Keyes, W. Swift, D. McPherson. SCHOOL NOTES Nancy Wyman, 47 THIS is the first publication of the Chimes since the termination of the war. We cele- brated peace by the return of Mr. Calkin, our school principal, who had been in the Army since 1942. We awaited his discharge with an- ticipation, and now we would all like to extend a hearty welcome to him. We also would like to commend Mr. Nelson for the fine work he did in Mr. Calkin ' s absence. Even though the war has ended, the govern- ment has urged us to corititme (he sale of bonds atid stamps. Allliougfi lh sale has recently been catiicd (ui only twice a nionlh instead of once a week. v had liouglil $ !.21 ).7.5 worth, to April I. Karl in the year we bought two hos- pital ])eds for veterans at two thousand dollars each, and we have re( ' eived an interesting letter from ihc (Kcupaiil ol otic of them. Anulhci vvai a( livily caily in ihc year was in response lo an Lirgcnl apjjcal Iroin the laiincrs to the S. H. S. boys to help save the tomato crop from an early frost which was expected. There were many volunteers, and the tomato crop was saved. The Junior Red Cross has continued its work in the school under the leadership of Miss Mary Kingsbury. Collections were taken for both the Junior Red Cross and regular membership drives. Fifty gift boxes were filled by the Household Arts girls. Some checker boards and Chinese checker boards were made for hospitals, by the boys in the Manual Training classes under the direc- tion of Mr. Dodge and painted by members of the Art Dcparlrncnl (uider the supervision of Miss Rowell. In September the Glee Club was reorganized under the supervision of Miss Reynolds. There was a much larger turn-out this year, with a lolal of sev(;nty-four girls eniolling. They sang in Showlioal IVI itisi rcis ' in INovcmiIk i- and real- Is (lid a gl and job. I ,asl Deccinhrr ihcy sui prised everyone by singing Christmas carols in the corridors during the first period. This was