Somerville High School - Radiator Yearbook (Somerville, MA)

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SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR. 7 its institutions, its love for the right, and its trust in the God who rules the universe, shall have the first place among the nations of the world. Exchange Notes. The Greylock Echo has a decidedly artistic cover. Adams should be congratulated on again having a school paper. The stories and editorials in the Dis- taff are plentiful and interesting. The Jabbemvock still continues its high standard and shows what girls can do. More steel is now used in the manu- facture of pens than in war implements. —Ex. The Philomath has an instructive article on the late William Kwart Glad- stone. The Radiator extends a kindly greet- ing to its old friends and welcomes gladly its new ones. The Cherry and White is up to its usual good standard. Its class notes arc especially good. He stood on the bridge at midnight, Interrupting my sweet repose; For he was a tall mosquito, And the bridge was the bridge of my nose. —Ex The Guard and Tackle of Stockton, Cal., should represent an athletic school judging from its title. The L. and . S'. Review is a paper of which Cambridge may be proud. Its Current Events column is a creditable feature. Teacher : “ Spell needles.” “ Johnny : “ N-e-i-d-l-e-s. Teacher: “There’s no “i” in it. Johnny: “Then it’s no good.”—Ex. “ Oh, parson ! I wish I could carry my gold with me,” said a dying man to his pastor. “ It might melt,” was the consoling answer.—Ex. The Eastern High School, Washing- ton, has the honor of possessing a gen- uine Spanish flag, taken from the Court House of Manila by a former student of that school. Tearing up the sidewalk is not exactly a patriotic flag raising.—Ex. Many of our exchanges contain de- scriptions of the late war and camp-life. We wish the “Chauncy Hall Ab-, stract all possible success in its effort to raise the interest in its issue. The teacher was at the telephone. “ Yes, this is room—but I can’t hear you very well. Please wait a minute until I put my glasses on.” Our exchanges this fall have been very pleasant. Many former ones have been received and quite a number of new ones added to our list. Ypsilanti, Michigan, must abound in foot-ball coaches, for we read in the Chat — “The High School foot-ball team has a coach for every player.” “ Say, I’ve had a chance to go to work for a Chicago wholesale house. What would you do if you were in my shoes?” Friend (after a careful inspection) : “ I think I should black ’em.”—Ex. Truth is not by any means what peo- ple, as a general rule, like to consider it, nor is it what they, at all times, like to hear ; but it is what they have found to be a fact after the closest observance and most careful investigation. Truth is the very bond of society.—Ex. Professor (in English class) : “ I will read a sentence, and you may punctuate it properly: “ The beautiful girl for such was she was passing down the street.” Student: “ I think, Professor, that I would make a dash after the beautiful girl.” The Radiator is exceedingly glad to have received this fall the following : Iletald, Academy Weekly, Argus, Liter- ary Society Monthly, Cherry and White, yJigis, Philomath, Oak, Lily and Ivy, Enterprise, Phat nix, Junto, Chat, Guard and Tackle, Premier, Abstract, East erner, L. and H. S. Review, Distaff, Bulletin, Bangor Oracle, Jabberwock.

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6 SOMERYI LEE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR. shallow for a moment's consideration. It might be well to call to mind the fact that these same persons were not stren- uously opposed to the annexation of Hawaii and omit at present to say one word detrimental to our protection of Porto Rico and Cuba. Our policy towards our conquered ter- ritories shall be the policy of England. Wherever the flag of England flies it teaches respect for the law. Where our institutions go thev teach respect for the individual man. To teach the first has been the mission of England and to teach the second has been to the glory of the United States. Our duty towards our new colonies is self evident. Com- bine the imperialism of England with reference to her colonies, and the mis- sion of our institutions, and form an im- perialism of our own. Make them self- governing under the moral and material support of our government and in that way they will help us by their protected markets and we will support them by the planting of the stars and stripes over their territory, a protection from this day never to be minimized by a single nation. An imperialism like this is to be encouraged and fostered, but any other kind tending towards an aristo- cratic love of power, grandeur and wealth is to be repulsed and stamped out of ex- istence even if we have to retreat to our present boundaries. There is perhaps no such thing as manifest destiny, but there certainly is an evident fitness in the happenings of events and a logical result of human «action. In regard to this last thought, it may be well to stop and think that in spite of all the dire reports concerning our acquisitions of the different lands, not one of them has turned out to be true. Our venerable senator from Massa- chusetts in a recent speech denouncing imperialism, or more correctly, the an- nexation, spent most of his time in showing that the case of Hawaii was as far different from the case of the Philip- pines “as the iast is from the west,” for he asserted that “Hawaii came to us Scc Radiator of February. 98, on “ Past Acquisitions Relative to Hawaii.” with the consent of her own govern- ment.” If we can believe at all the latest so-called reliable reports, we shall have to say that the majority of all classes of business men are heartily in favor of annexation. The natives op- posed are in favor of a protectorate, while the only factor in the opposition is Aquinaldo. His opposition, like Ouecn Lil's in Hawaii, is based on self- esteem and the unwillingness to sur- render the empty pomp of royal style in which he now regales himself. Yet the most potent argument which the opponents of expansion use is the fact that Washington in his farewell address cautioned this country against such a policy. George Washington was a great man, and far be it from any thought of mine to depreciate one iota of his grandeur, but no man can lay down a policy that will survive him and be applicable two hundred years from his date. Why, his own colleagues heeded him not, and before fifty years had passed, we had annexed all our new territories, with the exception of Alaska and Hawaii. Since the time when our country con- sisted of the sm«all eastern seaboard our policy has been that of expansion, not for power, but to give us the free mar- kets which are necessary to the «advance- ment and success of our industries. We must have markets or perish. We have at present a supply of goods, excluding bread-stuffs, which would last ten years without another thing be- ing made, and in view of the closing of the different European markets against our products through jealousy, we must, for our own salvation, have markets which shall be free to us and which can only be had by a controlling ownership. Our English cousins had to do it, and from an isolated group of islands they have become the ruling power in this world and the center of power. Trade has moved from the continent across the English Channel and taken up its abode in England. Watch this center of power and trade, and the most bigoted cannot help but seeing that the trend of events is such that at a not far distant day the United States of America, by

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8 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR. XLen TTurkeys. Respectfully Dedicated to II Geology. Years ago, how many I dare not state, for fear of arousing grave doubts in your minds as to my veracity, a prolonged gasp of dismay swept through our entire household—from grandfather to the hired man. Affairs came to a sudden standstill, and the confusion incident to the preparation of a Thanksgiving din- ner was succeeded by a solemn hush. “What shall we do?” gasped my mother, as we gathered to discuss the situation. “ There be some ’specially fine ducks in the flock jest now,” suggested our man, Ezekiel, in low tones; low, because he doubted whether we would even con- sider the idea of substituting these birds for our customary turkey. Grandmother began adjusting her spectacles. “ I Ien-e-ry ! ’’ she said—her usual manner of pronouncing my name when some important question was on her mind—“ who left the turkey-yard gate open ? ” The question was not unexpected on my part, and I had been trying to con- jure up some good excuse for my negli- gence, but at the awful question I meekly faltered, “ I—I guess I must have. “ I was purty sure of thet! ” she ex- claimed triumphantly. “ Who ever heerd of a Knutt havin' a Thanksgivin' without a turkey?” wailed Aunt Hannah, “an’ the Lord only knows where we’ll git one, for it’ll be nothin’ short of a mericl’ if we ever ketch sight of our flock agen.” Slowly but surely I had been edging away from father’s locality until satis- fied that I was beyond his immediate reach—a very judicious move tor one who knew his quick, fiery temper. Finally, the outburst came, but instead of the usual command to meet him in the woodshed, it was “ Henry, go to your room ! ” in stern, decisive tones. “ Get the horse-whip, Ezekiel!” came sharply to my ears as I stumbled up the narrow stairway to my humble attic room. I thought it was for my express benefit, but to my unspeakable relief, after ten long minutes I happened to look out of my small window and saw my father, Ezekiel and our dog tramp- ing through the tall grass in the direc- tion of the forest. That moment my aunt approached my door on the way to her room. “ Mercy on us ! ” she cried, stopping short; “ no turkeys and twelve guests expected ! An’ to think thet a Knutt has got to eat a Thanksgivin' dinner without turkey ! ” A few minutes later the clock struck two, and as the sharp, ringing strokes fell on my ears, the daring thought came to me of going on a turkey hunt of my own. Curiously, father had not taken his shot gun and I resolved to borrow it, thus being prepared for any game I might chance to meet. Stealthily I made my preparations for the trip, which necessarily must be un- known to the family. Squeezing through my narrow window, I found myself on the roof of the woodshed, from which I leaped, and made a grand rush for the edge of the wood, hoping to reach that haven of security unperceived. For- tune was with me for the time being, and I reached the sheltering bushes safely. Later, when I was deep in trouble, I heartily wished that the com- mand “ Come back” had pursued my flying footsteps. Having no settled plan of action, I was at first puzzled as to how I should conduct my search. Kneeling behind a thick clump of bushes and putting a turkey-call to my lips, I gave a vigorous blow, and waited, expectant, for a reply. None came, and three other seductive calls also produced no result. Finally, giving it up, I plunged into the depths of the forest. A good half- mile in was a great granite cliff, extend- ing back about 300 feet and running lengthwise for a quarter of a mile directly across my path. Rising per- pendicularly to a dizzy height it was an