Somerville High School - Radiator Yearbook (Somerville, MA)

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SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 21 of successful farming, to help the output of agricultural products for “Uncle Sam.” Everybody in ’18-A has done his “two bits” for the Athletic Association. Good work Sulli- van! A discovery! Mr. Carr tells us skating rinks are built for people to skate on! ! ! Miss Copithorne was “home sick” with a very bad cold for a few days. We are glad to see she has recovered from the attack and has returned. Division C has been having a hard time master- ing the tariffs of the country levied between 1816 and 1833. Miss Elizabeth Baxter and Miss Esther May- nard will be the school bankers the coming winter. Miss Baxter is Miss Maynard’s shadow and vice versa (so Mr. Hyde says). Miss Clare Brine, an ex-member of '18-A, is missed from school by all her friends. After lire drill—“How fortunate we all were saved.” Miss B—xt—r: “Are you making a wrister?” Miss S—un—e—s: “No, I am making a sweater.” (The unfortunate recipient must be a pigmy). 1918-B Editor, Chester Moore Assist-Editor, Frederick Noyes. At last we are Seniors! ! Something to laugh at: Newton and his green hat. Durkee and his girl. The dark cloud of war seems to have settled over Somerville High School, and to have put the lid on Senior Class notes, humorous or otherwise. Edgerton is so high-minded that he disdains to own that he has common sense. The sympathy of ’18-B is extended to Miss Johnson, of the English Department, in her ill- ness. Westland, who took English history long enough to get tired of it, rather innocently punc- tuated the following for us: “Lord Palmerston then entered on his head, a white hat on his feet, large but well-polished boots on his brow, a dark cloud in his hand, his faithful walking stick in his eye, a menacing glare saying nothing. He sat down in Parliament amid the silence of those assembled.” Remember this is a Senior column, not a Fresh- man column. So act accordingly. SI—ne: “Working agrees with you. You’re getting fatter every week. What did you weigh last?” P—u—n (Who works in the market) : “I don’t exactly remember, but I think it was five pounds—of steak.” In the recent class elections there were some hot debates. One group, composed of supporters of several candidates, were arguing concerning the merits of the respective candidates. One fel- low, trying to turn the conversation to the candi- date he was supporting, cried out: “All I want is common sense. Now—” Here he was interrupted. J—h—nson: “Exactly, that is just what you do want.”

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20 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR v«;c ' Y-' • flAIMON HALL 1918-A Editor, (Pro tem) David Hill. Assistant Editors (Pro tem) Charles Frizzell and Helen Copithorne. The tirst of the year pupils in 206 numbered 26. The tirst of the year pupils in 203 numbered 8. On September 24 the pupils in the two rooms were combined in 206. Later Miss Erb, Mr. Mc- Grath, Coates and Shattuck returned. The present enrollment of '18-A is 38. Here’s to the class of Eighteen A, You may think she’s naught, but she’s here to stay, ’Till her time is up at the mid-year, She’ll head the line—now don’t you fear— And set an example in conduct and work With which if you youngsters of lower degree Should strive to keep pace—just watch and you’ll see— You never could catch, e’en the tail of our coat. We study for business and college, and dote On class spirit, fun, and football; On everything—debates and all. That’s where we stand—the Senior Class Of the S. H. S.—Drain the glass, drain the glass. Congratulations to the newly elected officers! In spite of the fact that 206 is the only ’18-A room, our place on the honor roll is still pre- served. Miss Gatchell spent the summer at her home in Winthrop, Me., with the exception of a very pleasant week-end spent with Mr. Obear’s family. A list of ’18-A boys out for football. “Jene” Sullivan, “Kid” Tolman, “Eddie” Collins, “Jos” Crowley. Good luck to you, fellows! ’18-A has upheld its prestige in athletics for the last three and one-half years, and is con- tinuing to do the same this year. It was repre- sented last year by live regulars on the football team and by three regulars on the baseball team. Amos Coates and Rodney Shattuck have re- ceived their medals for completing twenty weeks

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SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR - - The same silent partner—the East building. Let’s hear more from you. Room 202 is well represented in the Orchestra by— Elmassion—leader. Dorothy Morris—cornetist. Marjorie Maxwell—’cellist. Vida Burhart attended the McDowell School of Dressmaking during the summer months. Aha! Preparedness! Bell-hopping is the popular summer pastime of Div. D. Six of our number having been bell- hops: Dave Hill, Fred Noyes, Sloane, Coaker, Westland, and Sherman. Our first poem (?)—and probably our last. As Mac and Jo in fierce dispute engage, And face to face the noisy contest wage, Don’t cock your chin at me!” Mac hotly cries; “Fear not, his head’s not charged!” a friend re- plies. Try your hand at it. Room 222 is well represented on the foot- ball team by Conlon, Young, Canniff, and Mc- Grath. Allen, Eliot, Geddes, and Binney have gone to Exeter. “Bill” Moore, candidate for president, worked «11 Exchange Trust Bank. Dip the great ocean dry with a teaspoon, twist your heel into the toe of your shoe, shingle the roof of your mouth, paste “To Let” on the sun, get astride a broomstick and chase a comet or fish for stars, choke a mosquito with a brick, hold Gibraltar at arm’s length, lasso an avalanche, catch a thunderbolt in your hat; in short do all things heretofore considered impossible, but never try to get a Radiator note out of a Senior girl. We know. H—ch—ns: “I am sure of it. I would even bet my ears on it.” N—t—on: “You shouldn’t carry betting to such extreme lengths.” What is the difference between a confirmed drunkard and the girls who congregate around the mirror outside 2 15. As far as we can see they are very similar. Neither can get enough of the glass. Even among the girls, the tendency has been to work this summer. Dorothy Currie worked at Sagamore Lodge. Beatrice Marston worked in Esselin’s Art Store, Boston. A strange thing. The room assistants never say a word about themselves. N—r—s: “Did you pull my nose in earnest? ” H—1—n: “Sure, I did.” N—r—s: “It’s well you did, for I don’t al- low anybody to joke with me that way.” The only thing that will keep students out of the hall is the sign,— “Whoever is found trespassing on these prem- ises shall be shot and prosecuted.” It takes the finger bones of the knuckle only to knock, but it takes the strength of the whole shoulder to boost. Make the column better next time. Remember you have a Radiator representa- tive in every room. 1919-A Editor, Norman Eddy. Classmates! We stand at the threshold of becoming Seniors. In fact many of us are Sen- iors inasmuch as we will graduate next June. Let us then have a column which will be worthy of such an exalted position, both in quality and quantity. Each one of us should make it a point of honor to pass in at least one note each month. Among the various occupations engaged in by members of our class during the summer were: Farming, candy-making, hotel work, poultry- raising, office work, orchestra playing, druggist, roofing, beach amusements and that ever popular occupation, doing nothing. Coyne carries visible marks of his membership on the football team. Some eye! “Bob.”