Somerville High School - Radiator Yearbook (Somerville, MA)

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SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR -73 3Dr. barter's iRcception The good times to be had at Dr. Baxter’s an- nual receptions to the Senior class are one of the traditions of the Latin School. His reception to this year’s graduating class was no exception to the general rule. Practically every member of the class of 1U10. besides many of the faculty, tilled Dr. Baxter’s house to overflowing Saturday even- ing. May 1 1. to enjoy what is generally considered the stellar occasion of the whole four-years’ course. The first part of the evening was taken up with looking over Dr. Baxter's large collection of pic- tures of his old pupils and teachers. Among the former, several of the class were interested to find photographs of their mothers and fathers, taken while Seniors at the Latin School. When the company had become settled, Mrs. Baxter served refreshments, which proved as bounteous as they were delicious. When these in turn had had ample time to settle, the real exercises of the evening commenced. After an orchestra, com- posed of Currie. Miss Burt, and Kingman, had rendered several pleasing selections. Dawson read the class history. The history was compiled by Miss Johnston and Dawson, and showed an im- mense amount of work. It was written after the fashion of Virgil's Aeneid. and while adhering strictly to fact, the authors found many occasions for humor, chiefly at the expense of the teachers. Miss Backus then sang two songs in a very effec- tive manner, and these were followed by the class poem, written by Miss Stevens, and read by Miss Smith. 'Hie main thought of the poem was well conceived, and was developed bv an exceptionally original simile. Between the reading of the poem and the class prophecies. Miss Hyde pleased an appreciative audience by her rendering of “Love’s Old Sweet Song. Doyle then told the fortunes of the male portion of the class. None of his prophecies lacked point, and in many cases the points assumed the proportions of good, hard knocks. C urrie, who had presided at the piano throughout the evening, then played several diffi- cult pieces with his usual skill, and he was fol- lowed by Miss Burt, who prophesied the girls’ futures. Like Doyle. Miss Burt had little diffi- culty in reaching the peculiarities of her class- mates, and many of her prophecies made striking hits. The whole company then gathered around the piano and sang the class song, written by Boardman, with words adapicd by Miss Stevens. Miss Milleson sang the solo part, and Boardman himself played the accompaniment. President Davis brought the festivities to a close with a neat speech, in which he expressed his appreciation of Dr. and Mrs. Baxter's gener- ous hospitality, and spoke of the class's reverence for the Latin School. He concluded by leading the class to rousing cheers for Dr. Baxter. Mrs. Baxter, and the faculty. Davis himself was then given a cheer, and with a final three times three for Dr. Baxter, the company broke ttp. IPbi alpha At a recent meeting of the Phi Alpha the fol- Cummings. Edith Gardner, and Edith Stack-pole, lowing officers were elected: Ruth Cummings. We hope the ensuing year will be as pleasant and president: Mildred Winship, treasurer: and J-I len successful as the former vears have been. Field, secretarv. The other members are Alice

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10 BASKET BALL TEAM. Lett to Right—Forg (Capt.), Mathews, Caldwell, Blackett. Parks, Pierce.

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274 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR XTbe Voice of {Truth 1910 Class poem, lEnolisb Diob School J6 Isabel jf. Grant, £. ’10 M A151.1. R GRANT. Poet 1C. H. S. '•1 seemed to stand upon a shore Where lowering mists about me rolled, And a happy heart was mine no more. For list! upon my ear there tolled Across the tossing billows high A deep-voiced bell which seemed to say: •By morn must thou be on thy way.' “The darkness deepened all around. And lower still my spirit fell. For I could hear no other sound Save dashing waves and tolling bell, Which still pealed forth Insistently, And, os I hearkened, said to me: ‘Stay not thy step: courageous be.’ “One weary night of trial keen Of soul and mind methought I bore, T.ong pondering o'er the passing scene Of joyful days and friends of yore; The garden with Its waving trees. Where many a lesson I had learned, And for whose protection now I yearned. And now a bright light seemed to burn I’pon the spot whereon I stood. Above me glowed the mighty sun Whose deep, strong rays, foretelling good. Fell full upon my upturned brow. Behold! nearby was moored a bark, Which lay untouched by usage mark. “Clear, ringing voices I could hear. And sought to know whence these could be. And lo! were scattered far and near Youths, launching each his craft at sea, And laughed and sang at work the while. And as I scanned their faces bright, Chance wakened me to real light. “Dear friends, we stand upon this shore, Far gazing o'er the sea of life. And each ins unused bark must lower. To sail amid tire world’s great strife, hieh never may delay our course If. armed by hope and courage strong. We shall attack each wave of wrong. “The darkness near the shore will cling; it speaks the doubt and fear of youth. Winch does insist in everything. Hut wavers and succumbs to truth. ‘1 hat we to some poor, eager soul A portion of our cheer may give, God grant us power to nobly live. And now the garden green and fair. Whence with faltering feet we turn, is cherished Alma Mater's care That has guided us to learn Many lessons of varied text. May wisdom's sunshine bathe the place, And mark the spot with sacred grace. List! Duty's bell is pealing clear With summons plain to waiting youth. Its call shall fall on grateful ear. Not solemn toll, but voice of truth. Calling us to the voyage's end. At last we walk in wondrous day. Our faith in God. who shows the way. Bv courtesy of the Somerville Journal the editors are able to publish the class poem, al- though it was not ready to place with the other Ivy Day Ivxercises in the front of the Radiator.