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V SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL AMEm- £ANA RADIATOR 146067 Vol. XXII. Somerville, Boston. Massachusetts, Octoukk. 1912. No. 1 The Somkkvii.i.K Hum Sciiooi. Radiator L published by the High School on the third Thursday of «-very month during theschool year, and only important news matter can be received after the 5th of the month. Matter for insertion may be left with any of the editorial staff or mailed to the editor at the High School- In contributing, write en one side of the paper only, and sign full name. Communications, according to their nature, should be mailed to the editor, business manager, or exchange editor. Manuscript must be accompanied by necessary postage to insure its return. Terms, 75 Cents per Year Entered as second class mail matter at Huston P. ». Single Copies, 10 Cents SOMERVILLE JOURNAL PRINT Editorial Staff associate Editor I OLA V. JOHNS Ercbanae Editor EDITH M. WILLIAMSON Sporting Editor RAYMOND H. BAXTER Blumni Editors MARION K. SLADE FANNIE M. LIFSHIRES EditorsinsCbief W. DOUGLAS FLEMING, 13 Business IManaaer EARLE R. CLARK assistant Business l anaflers DONALD II. MERRILL L. HUBERT BRIGHAM Creasurer GEORGE M. HOSMKR Faculty) Start artist Class Editors STANLEY V. LANK, »13 JOHN CHI I'M AN. T -B CIvINTON W. CARYKLL, ’14 KMIL 1L LAWSON. H»-A MYRTON E. EVANS. »15-A JOHN CHEQUER. ’10-B
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4 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR IBis “IRib Sister” JS jfranl? C 2Dat te, T3 TTEX noticed her on the car. There was nothing’ strange about that, for a particularly pretty girl is always noticeable, if not conspicuous. But Batten was exceedingly loath to let her go with merely passing notice, so he looked, and looked again, until at length his look became a gaze, and his gaze became a stare. Finally the girl seemed to feel the effect of such interested scrutiny; or perhaps some par- ticular psychic wave from him attached itself to a sympathetic psychic wave from her. or some- thing of that sort. At any rate she suddenly and unexpectedly turned round and looked him full in the eyes, with a little perplexed wrinkling of her forehead. Immediately, and for the first time in his long and sophisticated career. Batten did a strange thing, lie blushed—yes. actually! —and shifted his glance out the window. The girl scrutinized him curiously for a moment, but he was apparently intensely absorbed in the slowly moving stream of automobiles outside, crawling jerkily ahead, stopping, then pushing forward impatiently through the swirling, eddying m..dstrom of humanity. Shortly, but after what seemed to him like many minutes, the receding of the hot blood from his cheeks told him that she had ceased her inspection. Whereupon he immediately forsook the automobiles and re- sumed. somewhat more cautiously, his study of her. And indeed lie found her worth the study— one of the kind to cause any artist, and all men are artists to a certain extent, at least to turn and look a second- time. She was dark-haired, dark-eyed, dark-skinned; hair as black as Minnehaha's, violet eyes of extra- ordinary depth, and an attractive tan which har- monized perfectly with eyes and hair. She carried a crimson pennant with a bold white II” upon it. He noted that she was apparently unescorted, and wondered. He had determined to keep her in sight, but in the immense throng which struggled and jostled its way across the bridge and up to the gates of the stadium, he lost her. But he worried not in the least, for he had a presentiment, a “hunch. that fate would bring them together again. And. sure enough, as he passed through the great iron entrance his eyes met hers. She was just ahead, and almost at the same instant that lie caught sight of her a crimson pennant, with .1 large white ' ll on it. fell to the ground at her feet, lie sprang forward, and reached to pick it up. but an insipid youth with an ingratiating smiic just beat him to it. and extended it to her with as elaborate a bow as the cramped quarters would permit. She thanked him coldly, and then, for a fleeting instant, her eyes met Batten's again, lie returned the gaze impersonally enough, until-------- Had he imagined it. or had there really been something of disappointment and half-humorous reproof way down in the depths of those expres- sive eyes? ()f course it was till imagination. She couldn't have dropped that pennant intentionally, but still---- He observed, with inward exultation, that she was headed for the same section as he, and when the ushers had seated them, he found her directly beneath him. two rows down. She kept her eyes on the field, however, where the two elevens had already appeared, and were running through signal practice. Batten, while noticing all these things, was not particularly impressed. 111 the two years of college life which he had already been through he had not missed a single big game, so that even the crowds, large as they were, seemed ordinary enough to him. Indeed, his thoughts were com- pletely centred about two persons, his room- mate. Jim Holden, with whom he had chummed all through his college career, and who was to-day to get his first chance for his II. and the girl two rows down. Ah. that girl! Through two periods the two teams, evenly matched, fought up and down the field without a score being registered. At the beginning of the third Jim Holden went in for “Hank Willett, the veteran guard, whose ankle the coaches had known all along would not hold him after the first half. Batten observed with satisfaction that Jim was holding his own. and that gains through him were small and infrequent. Finally, as the period neared its close, the ball was in the centre of the field, when, after three successive failures to gain, the opposing fullback stepped back to punt. He opened his hands, the ball was passed, he drew back his right leg to kick. At the same instant a massive figure broke through the line and leaped into the air. There was the impact of ball against body, and then Batten was on his feet with the rest, shouting and yelling. Jim Holden had per-
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