Somerville High School - Radiator Yearbook (Somerville, MA)

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Massachusetts, October, 1930 No. 1 The Somerville High Sehool Kmllntor is published by the High School on the fourth Monday of « very month during the sehool year, and only important news matter can be received after the first Thursday of the month. Matter for insertion may be left, with any of the editorial staff or mailed to the editor at the llig:h School. In contributing, write on one side of the paper only, and sign full name. Communications, according to their nature, should be mailed to the editor, managing editor, or ex- change editor. Manuscript must be accompanied by necessary postage to insure its return. Terms, S.7. � per Year Single Numbers. 1.1 cents Entered as third class mail matter at Boston I’. O. SOM EIIVI LI. E JOURNAL PRINT Associate Editors BURT A. KELSEY, ’31 IRVING MURRAY, '32 Exchange Editor IRENE WARD, ’31 Poetry Editor GERTRUDE FERRARA, ’31 Alumni Editor VIRGINIA KAERCHER, ’31 Athletic Editor MARDIROS YACUBIAN, ’32 EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chief IRIS D. RUGGLES, ’31 Humor Editor VIOLETTE FORTIN Managing Editor WARREN C. RUSSELL, ’32 Assistant Advertising Manager DAVID YOUNG, ’33 Assistant Circulating Managers JOHN HAMILTON, ’31 ELEANOR BATES, ’31 VIRGINIA SAVAGE, ’32 Faculty Advisor ELIZABETH F. LEACH Faculty Treasurer LAURENCE A. SPRAGUE Assistant Faculty Treasurer ELIZABETH M. WELCH Library Editor RUTH MORRIS, ’31 Staff Artists AMLETO CAMPAGNA, ’31 CHESLIE D’ANDREA, '31 MARGARET DIOSY, ’31 BARBARA ROHNSTOCK, ’31 TABLE OF CONTENTS EDITORIALS LETTERS FROM THE ORIENT Francis X. Rooney A MEMORY Ruth Morris, ’31 ROBERT BURNS’ BIRTHPLACE Isabelle Forsythe, ’31 HOW IT HAPPENED Arnold Pedersen. ’31 THE SIXTH PRUNE Bertha Marshall, P. G. JUSTIFIED B. Williams, ’31 4 SO SAYS A SCOTCHMAN 9 5 Fenwick MacLeod, ’32 FACES AND MASKS 10 6 Stanley B. Howard, ’31 ADVENTURES OF A CARAVAN 11 6 Julia Saparoff, ’32 POET’S CORNER 13 LIBRARY DEPARTMENT 14 7 SCHOOL NEWS 15 CLASS NOTES 16 8 ALUMNI NOTES 20 EXCHANGES 21 8 ATHLETIC NOTES 22 FLASHES OF HUMOR 24 4 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR Dedication This issue of the Radiator is dedicated, with the best wishes and sincere regard of the staff of 1930-31, to Miss Gatchell. who has been faculty advisor for the past eight years and has been instrumental in making the Radiator the splendid magazine that it is today. CLAYTON ELLIS FROM October 4 to 11, the American Legion celebrated National Convention Week in Somerville and Boston. At that time our •city alone was the host to over six thousand Legionnaires from all parts of the United States. Such a wide-spread and significant •event as this could not help but rouse mem- ories of those fear-ridden years of 1914-1919 and call sharply to mind one man in particular who is revered by the citizens of Somerville and held in honor by the faculty and pupils of Somerville High School — Clayton Carey Ellis. He was a student of this school in the class of 1915. That he was popular with his fel- low classmates and capable in the performance of his duties is evidenced by the fact that for four years he efficiently presided as the presi- dent of his class. In addition, he was prom- inently identified with athletics, playing on the football team every year and, in 1915, acting as its captain. One can safely say that he gave his best to the school and, in exchange, learned some of the most valuable lessons in life by «obeying its regulations and upholding its ideals. When he went to France in 1917, there to un- dertake the hazardous task of driving an ambu- lance, he had four years of excellent training as a background. He could lead, but he could also follow; he could win or lose graciously; and responsibility was no new burden. Needless to say, he gave himself unreservedly in war just as, in High School, he had expended all his energies in successfully representing his class. When, in 1918, he was suddenly called to a higher mission, there passed from this world a young man who might easily have had a brilliant future. I. D. R. SOPHOMORES! THE CLASS OF 1933 seems to have made an excellent beginning this year and has laid a firm foundation for its future work in Somerville High School. Indeed, judging by the statements of the teachers and upper- classmen whom we have interviewed on the subject, the general impression of the Sopho- more Class is quite favorable from the view- point of both the faculty and the student body. The class as a whole seems to have grasped the idea that it is here primarily to secure the best education possible and that this cannot be accomplished unless all work is earnestly and faithfully performed. On this score, Mr. Avery is quoted as having said: “The class was quick to learn the geography of the school. If it shows that same quickness in scholastic- achievement, there will be no failures.” So, Sophomores, see that you live up to the precedent you have established! The managing editor wishes to thank Vincent Maloney, Arthur Kane, Mildred Baxter, Robert Myers, David O’Brien and Helen Robinson for the splendid work they did in securing subscriptions for the Radia- tor. At the time of going to press we understand that Miss Sutherland is seriously ill. May she have a speedy recovery and soon return to our midst. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 5 LETTERS FROM THE ORIENT By Francis X. Rooney Ateneo de Manila, Philippine Islands. July 14, 1928. My dear Jack: No, I am not dead! I’m still alive, but thir- teen thousand miles away! My letters must take one whole month to reach you by way of Japan and China, so please be patient. I am on the other side of the world! Just one month ago today our liner crept into the dock at Manila. You know how I used to dream of visiting the tropics, and that day my dream came true. What a greeting we re- ceived. The graceful palms waved a welcome; the sun smiled; the blue sky smiled; the brown natives smiled — and let me tell you, Jack, I smiled too! So here I am at last in the Philip- pines ! Jack, it’s fascinating here. Things are so different that it is like another world. It is an- other world, or rather, it is two worlds in one. The strangest thing of all seems to be how modern and ancient ideas go hand in hand. Here, Mr. 1928 walks down the street with Miss 1828! Just to give you an example of what I mean, yesterday we rode out in our new Buick. That’s modern, isn’t it? But wait. We drove along the main street and lo — we were held up by a lumbering ox-cart, the native driver sitting nonchalantly, cross-legged, on his ancient vehicle! Five minutes later, speeding along the modern, cement road, we had to stop and wait for two huge sows to waddle off the road. They were enjoying a sun bath on the hot cement! But the most ludicrous was yet to come. A few minutes later our horn sent a herd of fifteen goats jumping and scampering across a field! Talk about sights! All this, remember, is right in Manila, a city of 300,000 people. You know I am teaching at the Ateneo High School, founded by the Spaniards fifty years ago. Our building crouches behind the famous Spanish fortifications, for we are just within the ancient walled city, or, Intra-Muros, as it is called. To live here is to be transported back into the Middle Ages. Middle Ages? Yes, for just outside our school is the wall and moat built by the Spaniards. Every house here is a fort, its first story a three-foot wall of solid concrete pierced by heavily barred windows. Even now the high doors are swung closed every night, the heavy iron bars dropped be- hind them — and we are secure! My room is on a kind of balcony, and under- neath my window is — well, the Orient. Right below me are the Chinese stores, their owners squatting outside on the sidewalk, gibbering away in their mysterious tongue and tones. Half-naked children play in the street; chick- ens pick their dinner beneath our Buick; oxen plod by; native women click along the stone sidewalks in their wooden sandals; an oc- casional piglet darts squealing across the street until captured by his brown, shouting owner. Perhaps you can see now what I mean when I say that I am seeing new and strange sights! And our High School. Eight hundreds boys, most of them boarders. Talk about race mix- tures! Jack, the first day I went to class I hardly knew what to think. There they sat before me, forty-two young men, every one in a neat white duck suit, bow tie, hair slicked and black and white shoes on many! Kuppenhei- mer from head to foot! And the mixture! Twelve Chinese, nine Spaniards, two Siamese, one Russian, ten Filipinos — and the rest mix- tures of these! Jet black hair, slanting eyes, and brown, smiling faces! I tell you, Jack, it was an experience. Do you know what I did? The first holiday I held a class picnic at the beach! Forty of us crowded into autos and away we sped, half an hour later landing at Fasay, a beautiful, tropi- cal beach, ten miles of sand, fringed by grace- ful palms. Talk about fun! We brought enough ice cream for an orphan asylum, and enough sandwiches and cookies for a regiment! We raced. We swam. We wrestled. We built pyramids. We sat under the palms and I told them stories about America — America, their “dream land.” It was a perfect day and we returned home fast friends. But Jack, if my first day in class was a cap- pistol surprise, my first night in the study hall was a bombshell explosion! Of course, in the States a necktie left off is a sign of lack of etiquette. But wait. Just picture my study hall here, open on all sides like a piazza (in the tropics you would smother with mere win- dows). See the eighty desks and chairs, row on row, and my desk at the rear of the room, elevated two feet above the floor! That gives me a birds-eye view of every desk and boy! Well, after supper I heard the hum of voices creep up the stairway, into the dormitory to change clothes and then one by one the boys strolled into the study hall. “Good evening, Mr. Rooney,” smiled the first, and walked to his desk. I looked at him in astonishment. He was in pajamas! In came student number two. I looked at him — be- wildered. He had nothing but a track suit on! And then they all trooped in. Pajamas, track suits, athletic shirts, jerseys — honestly, I’ll never forget that first night. But Jack, in twenty minutes that study hall was as quiet as a church. All that I could see was white and brown, brown arms, brown legs, brown feet, all so distinct again the white shirts. You know when they first came in I thought they were playing a joke on me. But luckily I said nothing. I later learned that that was the 6 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR tropical custom. And Jack, listen. It is pretty sensible too. Some hot night, when the air is stifling and when you feel a baby Mississippi trickling down your back, just slip on a pair of light, loose pajamas, put your feet up on your desk, and see how comfortable it is! I know. I’ve tried it! My goodness, Jack, my clock has just called out “eleven o’clock.” And we rise here at four thirty! So I must be getting under my mos- quito netting. I’ll write again soon. Oh, by the way. Next month we are going to take a trip to a part of the islands where the natives are called head hunters. They get their name because of a gentle little custom that they have of cutting off their enemies' heads to keep as souvenirs! If I get back safely, I’ll write. If you don’t hear from me, you’ll know that I am “Among Their Souve- nirs.” Sincerely, Frank. Note: This is the first in a series of letters to be written from Manila by the author. A MEMORY By Ruth Morris. ’31 THE SEA is ever fascinating. Smiling treacherously beneath the rays of the sun or angrily roaring in the dark night, still one feels the call. We love the salty tang of a crisp wind; starlit blue sky overhead and a deeper blue below.. But when it’s sullen and angry, then you have the challenge of the sea. One day I stood on the breakwater and watched the last gleams of a watery sun caught and reflected in little whitecaps, racing towards the shore. A wind sighed over the water touching the sails of this boat and that, send- ing them scurrying. In the grey light, they blurred, became indistinct, faded and left the wind, alone on a darkening sea. For a while the wind was content to spurn these waves but then, sent each one higher than its fellow. Until with a suddenly aroused fury, it con- temptuously sent them scattering, shrieking, blowing. Higher and higher they rose, ending with a crashing crescendo near the black shore line which was thrown into relief by the boil- ing, white foam. The foam marked the line of advance and finally edges of it touched the bot- tom of the breakwater and hurriedly retreated. At the same time I felt a spatter of rain, or was it spray flung up by the wind? Re- luctantly I left this black storm-scene to seek the cheerful group around the fireplace within. Later, when I looked out, the storm had sub- sided but a heavy fog prevented me from see- ing the water. Nevertheless I could hear it and went to sleep with the steady roar sounding in my ears. ROBERT BURNS’ BIRTHPLACE By Isabelle Forsyth, ’31 HIS summer, while traveling in Great Brit- 4 ain, I visited Alloway Ayr, the birth- place of Robert Burns, the beloved Scot- tish poet. He was born in 1759 and died in 1796. He endeared himself to all people of Scottish birth by his poems. Two of his most popular poems are “Cotters Saturday Night” and “A Man’s a Man for a’ That.” These poems are read and quoted the world over. His poems, many of which were set to music, are sung by English-speaking people in all lands. “Auld Lang Syne” is almost as popular as a national anthem. I went by bus from Glasgow, a distance of about forty-five miles, to Ayr. The road, after leaving the city of Glasgow, winds through beautiful dairy farm lands, where it reaches the coast at Kilwinning and then goes along the coast until it reaches Ayr. Ayr is a very old historical town but the principal place of interest is the cottage where Burns was born. There are also monuments and memorials here erected in memory of him. I took a street car to Alloway, a part of Ayr. This car took me to the Bridge of Ayr where I got oft'. On the left of this bridge is a park. It is a beautiful walk through the park and along the bank of the River Ayr. At the end of this park is the Auld Brig O’Doon which Burns wrote of in the song, “Ye Banks and Braes O’ Bonnie Doon.” It is indeed a beautiful spot and as I crossed the old bridge which, some say, was originally built by the Romans, I felt I was treading on hallowed ground. Near this bridge is a large monument with beautiful flower gardens sur- rounding it. About half a mile down the road, nearer Ayr, is the cottage. It stands right on the side of the road. The cottage is small, low, and has a thatched roof. The first thing I saw, as I entered was the stable, which is attached to the cottage. It had stalls for two horses at one side and two cows at the end. There were three rooms in the cottage, kitchen, bedroom and sitting room. Everything was wonderfully preserved. In the kitchen there were several pieces of furniture and dishes said to have been used by the Burns family. There is a museum near the cottage. In it I saw many of Burns’ original writings and many letters written him by great men of his time commending his writings. There were also many paintings and pictures depicting scenes in his writings. I spent a splendid day at Ayr. It is a town which will always stand out in my memory as one of the most interesting towns I have ever visited. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 7 HOW IT HAPPENED By Arnold Pederson, ’31 DEBATE NIGHT at Clyde Hall! The stu- dent-filled auditorium fairly buzzed with feverish expectancy as eight o’clock drew near. But down on the stage something or somebody was holding up the opening of the evening’s program. Aha! At second glance one could easily see that a member of one of the debating teams had not as yet put in his appearance, and consequently, was delaying the entire debate. Tsk! Tsk! such a criminal lack of punctuality! The impatient judges had not long to wait, however, as the wayward one soon hurried out of the wings and slid unobtrusively into the empty chair. This flushed and perspiring de- linquent, the students could have told you, was Craig MacArthur, a talented and popular de- bater. Craig was obviously greatly agitated over some disturbing news, which he managed to impart to his teammates before Headmaster Carroll arose to open the meeting. “Listen, fellows,” he whispered excitedly, “someone stole our debate briefs from my desk. I’ve been searching everywhere for them, but they’re gone!” “What?” gasped Lee Crandall. “Oh, there goes our debate,” he moaned. “With our briefs the opposition can have their rebuttal all ready, and easily defeat what little of our arguments we can remember.” “Quiet!” warned Lloyd Burroughs, the third member of the trio. “Mr. Carroll is about to open the meeting. Just try to recall all you can of your notes and perhaps we’ll win yet.” The only important fact to be culled from the headmaster’s opening address was that the winners of this debate would meet Cuyler Prep the following month for the state championship cup. The preliminaries completed, the head- master turned the meeting over to the presi- dent of the Senior Class, who officially set the debate in motion. Although at a distinct disadvantage on ac- count of the loss of their notes, the first two affirmative speakers, Lee Crandall and Lloyd Burroughs, kept their opponents from rolling up any great lead. However, as was expected, the first thrill of the evening was furnished by the sparkling oratory of Craig MacArthur and his opponent Roland Hastings. Both were splen- did orators, both swayed the crowd at will, but not the judges, whose keen perception found Craig’s arguments to be fundamentally better than the more polished arguments of Roland. Accordingly, if anyone dared dart a glance at the judges’ score cards, that transgressor would have found the teams deadlocked at the intermission before rebuttal. During the rebuttal, it grew painfully evi- dent to Craig and his teammates that the nega- tive side had previously studied the affirma- tive’s arguments and had prepared its own arguments accordingly, with such telling ef- fects that when Craig gave the final affirmative rebuttal, his opponents were far, far ahead. There remained only Roland to add insult to injury, and rest assured, he had all intentions of doing so. Forth he strode to the speaker’s stand with a glint in his eye that boded no good for his opponents. He would tear the affirma- tive limb from limb, he would flail them and grind the remains beneath his heel, he would hold them up to the scorn of their classmates. Aha! he’d show them! Assuming his best fighting pose, he faced the audience and pre- pared to squelch his enemies decisively. “Fellow classmates!” be began. Then he suddenly hesitated. Across his flushed counte- nance flitted a shadow of disquietude. Again he addressed his audience, again he stopped. Suddenly he threw his head back, rolled his eyes ceilingward and indulged in a tremendous sneeze! Yes, dear readers, a sneeze! Not only one, but a second, then a third. By this time his audience was doubled up with laughter and gales of uproarious “haw-haws” shook the rafters. Finally, still sneezing, he was forced to retire to the wings. According to the laws of Clyde Hall, his retirement constituted a de- fault and caused his team to forfeit the de- cision. Mouths agape, not knowing whether to laugh or cheer, the three victors looked from one to the other in amazement. Suddenly the light of understanding sprang into Craig’s eyes. “I’ve got it!” he cried. “Got what?” echoed the others. “Those debate notes were in my botany note- book. I had samples of golden-rod and rag-weed pressed in its leaves. Roland stole the note- book, but contracted hay fever from the golden- rod !” 8 SOMERVILLE IIIGII SCHOOL RADIATOR THE SIXTH PRUNE By Bertha H. .Marshall I WONDER why it is that man delves with such zest into the deeper mysteries of life and yet is perfectly content to ignore the minor puzzles which it presents? For in- stance, there is the problem of the sixth prune. That is something which, until recently, has proven an almost constant source of worry to me and which, so far as I know, no one has ever attempted to explain. Now at last I have discovered what in my opinion is the true an- swer and, if you have patience, my dear reader, I will impart that information to you. Have you ever counted the number of prunes which were served to you at breakfast? No? How strange! Well, no matter. I will tell you. It was five or, perhaps in extreme cases, only four. Now the trouble is that according to the ancient books of etiquette it is “polyte that ye shoulde serve sixe prunes.” Therefore when I sit down to a dish of only five I immediately become an- tagonistic. The book says that by the rules of etiquette I am entitled to six prunes and, since I am fond of them, I am willing to argue the matter. “Only five prunes,” I growl, but mother sits and smiles serenely and says nothing. I then perceive that she too has only five. Where, oh where, is that elusive sixth prune? You say there are many possible answers to that in- quiry. Perhaps it was the one which the store- keeper removed in order that the weight would be exactly one pound. Perhaps it was the one which you ate on the way home. Or perhaps it was the one which fell into the sink when you were washing said prunes. All these and many more suggestions you advance but you are wrong! Yes, quite wrong! Glance across the table. There sits Junior, oblivious to the rest of the family, placidly indulging in a second helping. Now do you understand? That second helping is composed of all our sixth prunes. Quite a simple answer, isn’t it. Yet it took me many years to discover the fact and (who knows?) perhaps after all there may be another explanation as to what may have become of the sixth prune. JUSTIFIED By IS. Williams, ’31 IT was a beautiful day in June and the han- gars of the Donovan-Wilde Air Transport Company shone resplendently in the bright sun. A small Wright-Apache pursuit plane was wheeled out to the deadline and a slim, lithe aviator sprang into the cockpit. Two mechan- ics whirled the Eclipse starter and the motor caught with a roar. Then the plane taxied swiftly to the end of the field. Tom Donovan, a partner in the transport company, came running out of his office. “Who was in that plane?” he shouted. “I thought that I had given orders for no plane to leave the airport again today.” “We don’t know, sir,” said one of the mechan- ics as he came up. “fie said that you had given him special orders to go to Curtiss Field, said that he had an important letter for—” A scream from the clouds interrupted him. The men glanced up. The plane was coming down in a power dive. The pilot straightened out and came in a long glide to land in front of one of the hangars. Donovan ran to meet the aviator but as he neared the plane the pilot took off once more, and then ran through all the stunts known in the history of aviation. He looped, barrel-rolled, Immelmanned, and then whirled to the earth in another breath-taking spin, came out of it and landed. He jumped nimbly out and walked up to Donovan who was staring at him speechless. Then Donovan ex- ploded. “Who told you that you were hired here?” he roared. “Well, I am now, am I not?” said the pilot calmly as he introduced himself as Gordon Car- ter. Angry and disgusted, Donovan walked away without saying a word. “Just a minute, Donovan,” said Carter, ‘if you don’t give me a contract today, I’ll go over to Weinneke’s and be sure to get one.” Weinneke was his chief competitor, so Don- ovan stopped to consider. “Well,” he replied, “come to my office and we’ll talk it over.” Carter followed Donovan to his office where he was motioned to a chair and the manager asked him the terms of his contract. “I can get five hundred a week over to Wein- neke’s. What will you give me?” Carter re- plied. Mr. Wilde, the senior partner, was out of town so Donovan could not decide. “I can’t give you a contract today,” he said, “Mr. Wilde, my partner, is out of town and—” “I get a contract from you or Weinneke to- day,” interrupted Carter, “hurry up and de- cide.” “Well, it’s all right, I guess Wilde won’t care when he sees you fly,” said Donovan giving in at last. Carter went on with his wonderful flying and drew larger and larger crowds every day. One day Wilde’s daughter, Thera, came in and she wanted to go up with the new aviator. In a few days it was a regular thing for Thera to go on long flights with Carter. Then Mr. Wilde returned and Donovan brought Carter in to introduce him. As Carter entered the room Wilde gave a start, got up and walked SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 9 over to the window. When Carter saw Wilde he turned on his heel and walked out. Dono- van turned to Wilde, “I didn’t know that you drew the line as close as that with the help,” he said. ‘‘I won’t shake hands with a yellow coward such as he,” Wilde retorted angrily. Then Donovan wanted to knew what the mat- ter was. “It’s a long story,” Wilde replied. ‘‘Way back in 1916 when we were over across we had a wonderful aviator called “Ace” Carter. He ranked pretty high in our air circus and Meul- ler was about his equal in the German ranks. One day a small Albatros appeared over the airdrome in France. Immediately two of our planes took off after it. He didn’t wait long, only long enough to drop a note wrapped up in a handkerchief and weighed down with a spare sparkplug. The gist of it was that he wished to meet Carter in single combat at a certain place the next day at noon. We knew that Carter would win because he could fly a Spad as she never had been flown before. One of the boys found Carter and gave him the note. When he read it and saw the signature he started and turned white, but he said: “Sure, I’ll go.” That night I heard him tossing rest- lessly on his cot. The next morning he was still white and shook as if he had the ague. “When the boys asked him if he was sick, he replied that he was only nervous. Towards noon they tuned up his motor and put fresh cartridge belts in his Lewis gun, and when all was ready he took off as if on a test flight. He headed south towards Paris and we never saw him again. Wentworth, the next best in our squadron, agreed to go in his place. ‘No one would know the difference,’ he declared, so we let him go. Then some of us hurried to the appointed spot to see the fight. It was the worst dog-fight I ever saw and I have seen plenty. 1 thought Wentworth had him where he wanted him once or twice, but suddenly the German banked sharply and raked our ship with lead. The plane quivered, went into a spin and crashed. Meuller dived after the plane and when he was over the burning wreck he dropped a small wreath on it, thinking it was Carter.” Donovan broke in, “Why couldn’t we question him and find his motive for leaving so sud- denly ?” “He isn’t worth the questioning,” Wilde re- plied angrily. The matter was dropped, and Carter went on flying. Late in January, Mr. Wilde went on a hunting trip in Maine where he was taken seri- ously ill with appendicitis. The news came to the airport through his daughter. She went to Carter and begged him to go and save her father’s life as no doctor could get to him. He refused to go at first, but after her pleading, finally agreed. A teriffic storm was raging out- side but the mechanics tuned up a big Bellanca. After some trouble with the storm Carter finally took off and after a hard trip managed to get Wilde back in time to save his life. Some weeks later Donovan persuaded Carter to go with him to see Wilde who was still in the hospital. After a whispered consultation with Donovan, Wilde said: “Can you give any reason for deserting under fire as you did in France?” “Who cares?” replied Carter wearily, “I guess I know what everybody thinks of me.” But Wilde was insistent, so Carter began: “My mother was an Amercian. When she was in Germany studying music she met a German baron. Later she was married and lived in Ger- many where my brother and I were born. When the war broke out we had the choice of going back to America with my mother or remaining in Germany. My brother stayed but I came to America and enlisted under my mother’s maiden name to avoid suspicion. When I heard of this great ace I wasn’t sure, but when I saw his handwriting that clinched it; he was my brother. You see my father’s name was Baron Heinrich von Meuller.” Wilde interrupted: “You didn’t desert,” he said: “You were just acting under orders from Higher Up!” SO SAYS A SCOTCHMAN By Fenwick MacLeod, ’31 MOST of us have only a vague idea of what Scotland really is. We hear tales about the Highlands and Borderlands. Of these two sections, the former is perhaps the better known for its exploits. Robert Bruce, Rob Roy, Bonnie Prince Charlie, and Macbeth all stand out as famous characters in history and folk lore. We enjoy listening to the ro- mantic adventures of the Scotch, and we point with pride to the honorable, noble, and upright men produced by this country. The Scottish Highlanders are the remnant of the hardy Celtic race which remained un- touched by the Roman, Saxon, and Danish con- quests. They are thrifty and cautious, but the facts do not bear out the inference of avarice usually attributed to them by people who know nothing of the kindly hospitable Scots. Ignorant people laugh at and ridicule the kilts worn by the Highlanders. That custom of dress, however, is far more than three times as old as New England. The kilt is a short plaited skirt hanging from the waist to the knees, usually made of the tartan, or plaid, of the per- son’s clan. A tartan or plaid is a checkered piece of cloth made from the wool of the High- land or Cotswold sheep, and is patterned in 10 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR many different styles and colors. Each clan has five wholly different tartans; one called the chief, worn only by the chief and his heirs; an- other, the clan, worn as an everyday costume; a third, the dress, worn at gay ceremonies and festivities; another, the mourning, worn by the family for twelve months after a death; last, the hunting, usually of a dark or greenish hue. To cover the upper part of his body, the Scot wears a tunic, and carries his plaid over his right arm. Everybody seems to think that the furry-article hanging in front of the kilt is just an ornament, it is called a sporran and is a large purse or pouch of skin covered with fur or hair. The Scotchman uses his sporran for much the same purpose as the American ladies use their pocketbooks. In it he carries everything he wants to take with him, for he has only two pockets in his tunic. One of the oldest, proudest, best known, and most honorable of the Highland clans is Mac- Leod of MacLeod. They can be traced far back of the year 900 A. I). The head of the clan resides in the stately castle of Dunvegan, on the beautiful quaint Isle of Skye. It is about the only castle in Scotland that has stayed in the same family line and name since it was built. Like other fortresses of feudal times, Dunvegan Castle was constructed for stability. The walls in the older section are solid mason- ry, fourteen feet thick. Can you imagine such walls in our modern houses and apartments? The Scots of several centuries ago were very superstitious. On Skye a legend has been handed down about the witch, who wished evil for the whole MacLeod clan. Finally she was caught and put in a strong box in the dungeon of Dunvegan Castle. The clan believed that if she ever escaped, catastrophe would fall on the entire MacLeod family. So many other tales of this nature could be told, that you would not be able to enumerate them. The later Scotch are an excellent type of pioneer. A noted American historian wrote: “I can follow the path the Scottish people took from the Atlantic to the Pacific in the United States. Where they made settlements, there was prosperity, and they became a more de- pendable type of citizens than the immigrants of any other country.” Of course, people who were born, or whose ancestors were born in other countries, would naturally resent that statement. I would not blame them in the least, for I believe that everyone should be loyal to his own country, but as for me, I say: “Long live Scotland.” What Mr. Avery said to the Sophomores at their first assembly might well be taken to heart by every- one: “Be kindly disposed toward your neighbor and mind your own business.” FACES AND MASKS By Stanley B. Howard, '31 HAVE you ever noticed, in the subway, on the street, or anywhere, the difference between the various faces which you encounter? I assure you it is a very interest- ing way in which to pass time. Smiling, scowl- ing, laughing, they pass by, the cinema of life. Hew true it is, that a person’s face is often the mirror of his soul, telling to the world just what is going on inside. You cannot truly be angry and smile at the same time. It is almost a physical as well as a mental impossibility. When one is “sore,” to use the common expression, it is only the well controlled person who can conceal his ire and keep it from coming out in his face or eyes. We are all emotional in a sense; i. e.; at cer- tain times we are angry, at other times sad, and often happy. It is the lot of man to be thus. But in sane people this trait is more marked than in others. And it follows that this same emotional being should possess a physi- ognomy corresponding to his character. You have surely seen people who can smile one moment, frown the next, and cry in the third. The features of such a person are always work- ing, that is to say, they are never quiet. It is often true that this person may be of a shal- low, artificial character, without stability. The face which always has a smile upon it is also common. We are certain to judge the owner as a person with an amiable disposition. The opposite feeling to this is incited by the eternally gloomy, frowning face. We imme- diately put it down as being the possession of a grouch or a boor, and avoid the person as much as possible. So much for the emotional face. But there is another type which you have perhaps run across. Some people’s faces seem to conceal their feelings as if by a mask. A face which seldom smiles, yet is not gloomv, a face that seldom frowns, and yet is not cheerful. This sometimes covers a rather imperturbable per- son inclined to be reserved and to remain apart from others, or the owner may be just plain “dumb” as we often say, or may be, though rarely, a person with a force of character which could not be obtained in any other way. If you have ever watched a poker game, you must have noticed that the consistent winners were usually those who could hold a full house and keep their faces straight. This is often a val- uable asset in other ways, for to be able to con- ceal one’s feelings from another is often the best sort of tact. Many people’s faces become lined at an early age. We are apt to conclude that such a per- son has had more than his share of hard luck. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 11 Nevertheless, the man who concentrates deeply on problems of engineering and the like is of- ten the possessor of a prematurely old face. There is nothing like privation in one way or another, however, to bring on wrinkles. This causes the well-known remark: “How old she looks.” Yet the object of the criticism may be a person who is young in body and mind. Just as a dominating personality may lead the mob, so may a face be of the greatest im- portance in associating with people. If, for example, you are applying for a job, and you have a clean, smiling face, your chances are many times better than they would be if your features were drawn into a frown. A smiling, pleasant face is a valuable asset even if on.. has no claim to beauty. I do not mean by this that beauty is not to be desired, but merely that if you keep a smile on your face and by so doing reflect an amiable disposition, you are bound to make a good impression on those with whom you come in contact. ADVENTURES OF A CARAVAN By Julia Saparoflf, 32 THE caravan wended its way through the jungle. It consisted of four huge ele- phants carrying equipment, and five ethers which carried on their backs large litters that could each easily seat five people. The seats were all deserted except one which was occupied by a sullen, fierce-looking man. He was of medium height and powerful build. He had even features, a bushy mustache, heavy eyebrows, black eyes, and straight black hair. He was gazing at twenty-five persons exploring the ground. They were adapting their pace to the elephants’ leisurely walk. He regarded them all with hatred, but every time he looked at four side by side, he frowned dreadfully. The four especial objects of his wrath were a lithe girl, a tall boy, her brother, a still taller man, the father, and a third man, Norman Luce. After quite a long time, a cry arose, and the caravan came to a stop in a large clearing. “We stop here for a couple of days. We need the rest after this week’s hard traveling,” an- nounced the father, Mr. Evans, who was in charge. Immediately, everyone except our sullen ac- quaintance set to work to erect two cabins — one for general use, the other for the exclu- sive use of the Evanses. When they had been made, the elephants were fed and corralled. After all the work had been completed, the boy crossed to his sister, and, flinging himself down beside her in front of their cabin, exclaimed, “Gee, it’s hot, Betty.” “I know, Bob. It must be 110.” “Too bad Norman Luce had to get lost. And in such a place. He would!” “Well, he’s a—what you call a—a naturalist. He wanted to collect information about the jungle life—” “Information — bah!” interrupted her brother. “The fact is that, on his account, here we are a couple of thousand miles from nowhere.” “From Algeria,” corrected Betty. “Oh, well! Only four hundred miles (making ten a day) from that little town where we pur- chased the elephants. We might be at home—” “Well, he’s found, and we’re almost safe.” “Safe! Did my ears deceive me? Safe in a jungle! For safety, all animals should be killed. ’Sides Dad is far too gentle, forbidding any beasts to be killed except in absolute neces- sity. You didn’t feel so very safe when those horrible shrieks of rage from the negroes were heard.” “Just because we were sitting on a heathen god, a Sphinx,” laughed Betty. “Such a sacrilege! It was lucky for us they worshipped it for an hour, during which time no one could be captured or killed. Norman was among them as friendly as could be. But he escaped with us.” “There’s Norman’s foster-brother, Alvan Swagger. You might know they weren’t real relatives. He hates Norman ’cause they both got an equal share of the parent’s fortune. Alvan wanted the lion’s share. He hates us because we favor Norman, and also because he tried to steal our valuables, and was prevented. I don’t like him. Oh, Bob. Are you going?” “Must. Work to do. Bye.” He walked across the clearing into the other cabin. No one was in sight except “the man who always had the sulks.” Alvan passed with the agreeable remark: “Tell your dad I’m going to kill all animals I see. I want pelts and money.” Just then the howl of a tiger came from the jungle. He turned pale and hastened off to pick up 12 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR his gun from the place where he had dropped it around the corner of the cabin. “That was perfect. Bob. Sounded like a real tiger. I knew you’d perfect that call,” said Betty, stifling with laughter. And then, as she looked up, her hair suddenly rose, her eyes started from her head, her mouth gaped, her teeth chattered. She was all tension. She tried to call. Something seemed to clog her throat and prevent her from speaking. Not a muscle moved. She stood transfixed with fright, petrified, rooted to the spot. And then she seemed to have a vague thought that this was like one of those horrible dreams where, when you need most to run, you can only creep; when you need to shout, you can only whisper. And she gave a feeble laugh from sheer ner- vousness. For there on the edge of the clear- ing, with barred teeth and body crouched ready to spring, was a tiger. But he hesitated to jump—perhaps he was touched by the unpro- tectedness of the girl — or perhaps it was a more selfish motive — maybe he sensed danger. And then, he whirled around in the direction Swagger had disappeared. He gave a sudden spring, a shot sounded, and the tiger came sprawling down. Out stepped Swagger. “I said I’d get pelts if only for the reason your dad said not to. Look at me! Thank me for saving your life.” For all this boastfulness, Betty knew, and Alvan knew that she knew, that he had fired to save his own life, and had not intended to fire to save hers. Alvan was base enough, cow- ard enough to do so. Three months later, the hot sun shone down upon a caravan — this time of dromedaries. The scene too, had changed from the damp jungle to the dry desert. Betty and Bob were seated comfortably on a sheltered litter on a camel and between them was Leopold, the tiger. “Leopold is very tame now. Everyone but Alvan is friendly to him. Alvan takes care to keep out of his way. I’m glad Dad let me keep him. He’s healed perfectly now. The wound was only slight.” A silence ensued. “Oh, Betty, our band has enough jewels to tempt a dozen Swaggers. Maybe it was mean to take them from the natives of that town where we returned the elephants, and give them cheap beads instead. But they demanded the beads and didn’t want the jewels.” There was a silence, then Betty said: “We’ll be in Algeria in two weeks or so. We’re in the heart of the desert now.” “I’m thirsty. I’ll get some water for you and me.” “Strange.” He took another cask and another, and then opened them all, with the same result. “Dad,” he called. His father stopped his camel, and waited for Bob to reach him. “What is it, son?” “Dad, there’s no more water left!” “What?” thundered Mr. Evans. “No more water.” “Halt,” he yelled to his companions, “come here.” Mr. Evans told them the news quickly. The next day came. And with it — torture. Thirst parched their Jhroats. Water, water! Their eyes grew strained from their sockets. The next day came. The expeditioners never once left their seats for fear that, once out, the weakened condition of their legs would cause them to stumble, never to rise again. Then they could eat no more. Thirst and star- vation. The mirages. Lakes of water, cities, people — all mirages. Water, water! And then, on the third day, Alvan stepped out, flourishing one huge leather bag. “Friends, here is water. One by one, you shall drink.” A tremendous applause went up. “Leopold is first.” He stooped and put some in a pan, then stepped off a distance. The tiger leaped forward, and began to lap at it. And then, he suddenly knocked it over. With a tre- (Continued on Page 23) SOMERVILLE JIICII SCHOOL RADIATOR 13 NEW AND OLD By Gertrude Ferrara, ’3l Make new friends, but keep the old, Those are silver, these are gold; New-made friendships, like new wine, Age will mellow and refine; Friendships that have stood the test — Time and change — are surely best; Brow may wrinkle, hair grow gray, Friendship never knows decay. For ’mid old friends tried and true, Once more we our youth renew. But old friends, alas! may die, New friends must their place supply. Cherish friendship in your breast, New is good, but old is best. Make new friends, but keep the old, Those are silver, these are gold. THE FABLE OF EVILMURO DACH In days of Evilmuro dach, when death was quite the thing, Many famous fathers by their sons were slain. Evilmuro dach had a son who some day would be king, But this son his father slew, and only left a bloody stain. He grasped the royal carcass and then unsheathed his sword, There popped into his cruel mind a ghastly scheme and horrid. Three hundred times he diced it and laughed the while with glee, And fed it to three hundred vultures that roosted in a tree. Evilmuro dach, Jr., A. D.,—110 Valarius. DAWN By Betty Tasker, ’33 Alone I watched the coming dawn, The sun heralding a new day born, The mountain tops blush a rosy hue, The sky looked down a pale clear blue. The dew was sparkling at my feet, The clover bloomed so fresh and sweet, The brook, too, awoke its song to sing, The glorious sun roused every thing. SUNSET By Olga Martini, 31 I saw from my seat on the window-sill The setting sun o’er the blue-grey hill Painting the sky a beautiful hue, Pink and yellow and gold and blue. The graceful poplars bent and swayed. The merry breezes laughed and played, As sleepy sunbeams flew around, Giving the forest a rainbow crown. Pink clouds sailed the deep-blue sky, Kissing the tree-tops as they rolled by. Ah, mellow rays of the setting sun, I watched for you when day is done, Behind the western hills you go, Until your beauty can not show. You exit with the sky ablaze, Leaving behind you a violet haze. AUTUMN By Anita Rice, ’31 Autumn, when the leaves are red And the air has a tang of its own, When the sky is a sapphire blue overhead And the lazy summer has flown. Then all nature seems to wake And to dress in its brightest array, The sun shines down on the hills and lakes Flaming with colors gay. Some people cite the pleasures Of winters, summers, springs, Ignoring all the treasures That only autumn brings. SATIRE I “—cum te neque fervidus alstus Demoveat luero, neque hiemo, ignis, mare ferrum.” Nor sultry summer, winter, fire, sea nor sword Can drive you from the mad pursuit of gain. But the industrious ant that all the year doth hoard Desists and rests when comes Aquarius, the rain. —Horace. THE TRAIL TO KNOWLEDGE By David K. Young, ’33 On to the road, there is no time to shirk, There must be reward for those who work. Each man seeks his greatest art; Up the long hill I must start To the trail where College is calling. 14 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR THE LIBRARY DEPARTMENT LIBRARY DEPARTMENT OPHOMORES, we salute you! How do you like this school of ours, yours, and mine? The new buildings and the old one reno- vated furnish a fitting place in which to study and that is what we're here for, isn’t it? But I know you won’t neglect the gynasium either for it is a new, modern building with complete equipment. Surely this ought to inspire our athletes and would-be athletes. Then, too, we have a fine school library. Have you been there yet? The library is a large, light room on the second floor of the main building. It has ac- commodations for over one hundred and twenty-five students. Here is the ideal place to study special topics with the help of reference books and encyclopedias. There is a large col- lection of books here, to assist one in studying. The student of history, ancient, European or American, will find much to help him. I’m sure the English pupil, too, would find much to his benefit. Biographies of Dickens, Shakespeare, Scott and others whose works you are enjoying, may be seen. To those who are interested in commerce and industry, a visit here will bring forth thanks, there is so much constructive material. To study in the library during a period which you have free is a simple matter. It is neces- sary before school or during the short intermis- sion to obtain a library slip from the librarian, Miss Hastings. This must be filled out and handed back to the desk. Then you are given another slip which must be filled out and given to the study teacher. Don’t forget this as otherwise you are likely to be called upon to explain your absence in the study room. The library is always open after school and the librarian will be glad to give you any help if you need it. Books may be borrowed, and except for those on commerce and industry, citizenship, and history, may be kept out for a week. The above-mentioned books because they are in constant use, may be borrowed for only one night, thus giving others a chance to use them. We also have a collection of fiction, not as large as we could wish, perhaps, but neverthe- less large enough to choose from. We regret that no new books have been added to the li- brary recently, but so many new text books have been bought that it has been impossible. Upper classmen, don’t forget the library is yours, too. Many of the books mentioned might be used successfully in your work. We won- der how many Seniors use the library? It would, perhaps, be interesting to ask this of Miss Hastings and find out which books are the most used. Would we be astonished? Let’s all frequent the library! A SUMMER WELL SPENT ALL of our teachers seem to have spent a busy and interesting summer. Most of them devoted at least part of the vaca- tion to traveling. Several of the most out- standing trips were as follows: Miss Sutherland made a tour of the shrines of Europe; Miss Irene Kenney traveled to Norway, Sweden, Denmark and Germany; Miss Burnham toured Europe; and Mrs. Topliff took a course for the second time at Oxford. But Europe did not claim everyone for Miss Jackson went to Alas- ka via California and Mexico, returning home by way of Yefiowstone Park and the Grand Canyon, and Mr. Beaver and Miss Piercy also toured the western part of the country. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 15 NEW TEACHERS ADDED TO FACULTY WE extend the heartiest welcome to the following new members of the fac- ulty:— Miss Rice Mr. Beaver Mr. Smith Mr. Colbert Miss Hanscom Room 345 251 24 314 225 Mr. Ryan gym Mr. Kelleher gym SOPHOMORE ASSEMBLY THE first assembly of the Sophomore Class was held in the auditorium on September 12. Mr. Avery admonished the new pupils to avoid tardiness, to see that their con- duct in and about the school is above criticism, to do their homework faithfully, and try to de- rive the greatest possible benefit from this year’s work. He also spoke briefly concerning the ideals of the school. SENIOR ASSEMBLY ON September 15, the Senior Class gath- ered together for its first assembly of the year. Mr. Avery was the sole speaker of the occasion. May I quote a few phrases from his speech that we all would do well to heed: “Try to establish a scholarship record.” “Don’t try to bluff.” “The reward you receive depends upon the effort you spend.” “You can’t get anything for nothing.” B. A. K., ’31. HOUSEHOLD ARTS DEPARTMENT ASTATE 4-H SUPPER CLUB was organ- ized on September 25 in the Somerville High School. The club at present con- sists of seven members. We have as leaders Miss Brown and Josephine Kelleher. The of- ficers of the club are: President, Josephine Kelleher; vice-president, Alice Gilliatt; secre- tary-treasurer, Pearl Edwards; reporter, Linda Pye. L. P., ’33. NATIONAL HONOR SOCIETY MEETING ON September 25, the members of the Na- tional Honor Society met in Room 312 for the first meeting this year. Mr. Obear was in charge of the meeting and plans for the coming year were discussed. The con- stitution was also read for the benefit of those to whom it was unfamiliar. At the second meeting of the year, held on October 9, the society elected the following of- ficers: President, Hyman Goldstein; vice-presi- dent, Eleanor Bates; secretary, Isabelle Parker; treasurer, Donald Taylor. WEBSTER DEBATING SOCIETY THE WEBSTER DEBATING SOCIETY held its first meeting of the year in Room 105, October 2. Harold Wilcox, elected president at the last meeting of last year, is forced to leave this school and conse- quently John Guidici, vice-president, automati- cally became president. The society is fortunate this year in having as its moderator, Mr. Donahue. The members are as yet undecided whether to hold a prize speaking contest or a public de- bate. The prize speaking contest held last year was so successful that it may be repeated this year. PLAYERS CLUB THE first meeting of the Players Club was held on Friday, September 26, in Room 10. The officers were elected as follows: President, Burt Kelsey; vice-president, Isa- belle Parker; secretary, Emma Elaine Goulart; corresponding secretary, Geraldine Dillon; treasurer, Dorothy Gattoni. The club is very happy to have Miss Bell, its friend and advisor, back again after a serious illness. A very suc- cessful year is anticipated under her direction. E. E. G., ’31. JUNIOR ASSEMBLY ON October 1, a Junior Assembly was held. Mr. Avery commended us for the prompt way in which we found our as- signed seats. He then gave us a very con- cise talk on our duties for the year, our ambi- tions for ourselves, our marks, etc. One of the most interesting features of his talk was the division of the school into three classes namely:— 1. Those who are here for an education only. 2. Those who are here for education and to give something to the school. 3. Those who are here to loaf. Phyllis Down, ’32. 16 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 1931 Is there anyone who does not enjoy Review Chemis- try when there are only six in the class? It is so nice — each person is called on to recite at the aver- age of about once every three minutes. Donald Currie seems to have become quite a ven- triloquist during the summer. We wonder why? The Virgil translation read: “And you permit me to recline at the feasts of the gods.” But a certain person prosaically said: “And you let me lie down at meals.’' A certain algebra class learned the Greek and Rus- sian method of doing arithmetic. However, it was heard to unanimously agree that “if it could do the American method correctly it would be happy.” Summer has come and gone and school has started for the last time in Somerville High School for the class of ’31. (Don’t cry yet, you may be asked to come back for another year in the dear old school.) Seniors at last, dignified and lofty, except at lunch time. Isn’t it strange how the dignity and loftiness vanishes at 12.05? We are all certainly happy to see our dear friend and teacher, Miss Bell, back again after her serious illness and we sincerely hope that she has seen the last of sickness for a long time. Doesn’t it seem natural to see John Pierce and Janies Boyle in the corridor debating on some vitally im- portant question concerning mankind? Have you ever noticed how blank a person’s face can look? Take a peek in 152 at some of our studious Sophomore classes. Don’t confuse them with the Seniors valiantly struggling to do Virgil. Has everyone noticed how adept “Fat” Morrison is at getting a free ride home every day? Wish he’d give us the key to his system! We would like some kind student to explain whether the school is growing smaller or the pupils larger? Something is amiss!! Some of our popular resorts this summer were Point Shirley, Duxbury and Scituate. We wonder why? Ask the boys. Everybody Take Notice Our football team was unsuccessful in its first game against New Hampshire. Let’s turn out full force the next game to show we stand behind them. A bad beginning prophesies a good ending. Let’s make it work. Help the team win- victory by YOUR support. “Jimmy” Doolin certainly looks snappy in a foot- ball uniform. Beware, Jimmy! the girls may tackle you! Notice to Boys Girls’ hockey has started for the season. All inter- ested in hockey (?) meet at the Richard Trum Field at 2.30 on Wednesdays. Has everyone seen Virginia Laurie with her brand new tarn ? Isabelle Parker’s long curly hair certainly caused quite a sensation amongst the girls the first day of school. Better start thinking about class officers. It won’t be long now! It looks as if our last year’s officers are going to get some competition, for several nomi- nation papers were taken out this year that were not taken out last. Tough! Having a Kid Brother Who is a Sophomore Senior boy: “Will you go to the dance with me to- night?” Sophomore girl: “I’m sorry, but I’m going with your brother. He asked me in study period.” Most of our Senior girls seem to think they can get along very well without “gym” this year! Betty Hall is the exception. 1932 Suggested title for this column, this year: Ye Mountain Climbers’ Gossippe.” At that, there isn’t any doubt that we’d appreciate an elevator to carry us to our lofty top-floor domicile. However, customs, traditions, and all that sort of thing rule that the Junior Class must always be on top, even if no points are given for the course in ascension. Nevertheless, it has its points in that it eliminates the necessity of a trip to Europe to climb the Alps. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 17 A LOVEP, oe 0FF£N«3E CARDS— A 50MeRy(LLe HAS ONE OF THE sear teams it has hao (AiyeiAR-s we ARE ALL BACK TROD OUR UACATION WITH A _ HEALTHY COAT OF TAAI «OWHEy SHINE' BAVE WOU START£0 ON THE GJ H •ROPES — Mb' '30- Which brings to mind the fact that we are now the Junior Class. Continuing in the general movement of going up in the world our class notes have advanced one space on these much-veared three or four pages. But. alas, there the class theme song stops, since your twice benighted column has again fallen into our hands. Everything was going fine, and then — but life is like that! Summer Good, Summer Bad? (The Gags?) Hope you had a good vacation. Here are a few facts you wouldn’t think were true, but being facts, what can you expect? Imagine if you will: Irving Isinger riding the Hying horses at Nantasket. Roger Carpenter pitching hay in a little Vermont town; Carroll Throensen as a cute little messenger boy in our imposing State House; Johnny Palmer cutting his none-too-massive front lawn at a speed which should have enabled him to finish in a week or two, and J. Leo Gormley, the reformer. Then, too, this talk about lack of prosperity is all wrong. Look at the business miniature golf is doing. (You should see Karl Ernst play it; when he finishes digging, the course looks as if it had been hit by a combination Verdun, Chateau Thierry, and Gettysburg.) Look at the big business the lawyers are doing, espe- cially those who specialize on bankruptcy cases. (Af- ter you’ve finished with Red Cross, Class dues, Radia- tor, etc., you’ll be next in the line outside their offices.) But don’t tell us about the lack of prosperity; all this country needs is a seven cent nickel, shorter school hours, and more men like Lane and Levenson. And then again, Lane and Levenson. These two are frequently seen together. In fact, they really ought to go in the canned goods business, with the name they could work up. The Double L. Canned Goods line. Think of that — over the whole country. Yes, sir, they ought to get canned; I mean, ought to go in the can- ning industry. _________ Things You Never Knew Till Now That Mrs. Topliff will say that “till” in the above title is incorrect; that the ice cream sold in front of the school is (as rumor rumes) made from 2% skimmed milk, l'.v water, 97f vacuum; that William Tesson plays, and plays well, four instruments, and can whistle; that xanorphica (pronounced za-nor-fi-ka) is a musical instrument, something like a harmoni- chord; that you like to be called “sophisticated” with- out knowing what the word really means; that some sections have thirteen study periods while others have only three, which would seem to prove that “there ain’t no justice”; that “St. Louis Blues,” hottest of all hot blues, has been sun-tanning people for seventeen years, has been recorded on phonograph records over eighty times, and has sold more than a million copies. Such popularity must be deserved, Mr. Classical-Fan- atic! 18 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR Stuff, Stuff, and I’lus De Stuff Jean Stackpole supplies the gag that “she was one of those suicide blondes — dyed by her own hand.” Be that as it may, school has its moments, and one of its most momentous is Jeannette Lee, to whom we are indebted for the following:— Judge: “Who was driving the car when you hit the store window?” Drunk (triumphantly): “None of us, we were all in the back seat!” And here’s yie from Phyllis Down, one girl with whom you can’t match wits. (We don’t recommend that you tell this to your English teacher.) Squire: “Did you send for me, my lord?” Lancelot: “Yes, make haste; bring the can opener. I’ve got a flea in my knight clothes.” Irving Isinger is still hanging around the school. This summer he played clarinet with the First Corps Cadet Band. He’s never gotten over the last issue last year. He’s vowed vengeance on “those dirty dogs, the class editors!” And so, we could keep rattling on for several more pages, but neither time nor space will permit it. In our next we’ll be back with several other topics for con- versation, including Jasper Parigian, Robert Rowe Cammon, and Emma Lussier. Until then, watch out then for two big, bad, bold men, the class editors. Advertising Section Ad. If you think you’re in doubt, just see Sausage Engstrom. Then you’ll be certain — that you’re in doubt. Ad. Wanted: Nice fellow equipped with car. Ap- ply to any female. Still another. Wanted: 6,000 new plain and fancy gags. Apply to editors of this column. More Ad. Wanted: Nice new fire alarm with habit of ringing 55 very often. Deliver T. A. G. I. (try and get it) to Somerville High School. 1933 At last, being fully established, the lowly Sopho- mores pause and look around. Seniors to right of us — Juniors to left of us — Teachers in front of us — have mercy on us! The rooms have been like a Chinese puzzle waiting to be put together piece by piece. Oh well, we’ll learn, even though it is by mistakes that we do so. There- fore please forgive us for wandering into a Senior English class or a Junior algebra when aiming for Sophomore French. Ah — but you were once Sophomores too, so why tell you about it? You were probably just as bad — if not worse. We’ll get used to it all, don’t worry. Meanwhile, look us over! Can you imagine one Sophomore girl who insisted she didn’t pass Latin last year and didn’t wish to be put in Latin II. Prob- ably Caesar. How odd! We all love him so! Then there’s the boy who, when he isn’t whistling,, is chewing a pencil. Why not try writing poetry and chewing rubber for a change? What would you do if you were an English teacher under the following circumstances:— Teacher: “Give me a sentence illustrating the same principle, only please don’t give ‘The man made the dog bark,’ which has been given about forty-eleven times so far.” Bright boy: “The man made the cat meow.” Oh! Miss C., if looks could only kill! Oh, yes — we’re a smart class when you really know us but you see it takes time to get used to the idea. But — oh. Most High Seniors and Not quite So High Juniors — when we get started, wish us luck and watch our dust! Honest, it hardly seems possible that we’re up here at High School at last. But here we are and here we’ll stay even if the Juniors and Seniors don’t think so, for we are the class of ’33. We have heard of T. B., but this T. S. is a new one. Some of us, on the first floor, were mistaken for Seniors. Tsk, tsk. Yes, we have been told all about those nonchalant P. G’s. Those windows, oh, those windows. Some of us are still trying to find out which string to pull. We hear they are going to install miniature golf courses in some rooms for those not interested in study periods. Here’s to the future Bobby Jones. We find that “Wee” is not the French for yes. What a shame! When you are in the East Building and are told to go to the West and awake to find yourself wander- ing about in the middle, the best thing to do is try to find the room yourself. Never trust a traffic of- ficer, because most of them are Juniors and Seniors. We hear many things from our big??? brothers and sisters concerning the fact that our Junior year will be the hardest. They WOULD give us something cheerful to look forward to!! Sophomore: “Where is the drawing room?” Traffic officer: “The drawing room isn’t open. We aren’t holding any reception today.” Teacher: “II mi chiama signorina G—. (My name is Miss G- .). Come si chiamo? (What is yours?)” Boy pupil: “11 mi chiamo signorina G—. (My name is Miss G—).” SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR P. G. NOTES WELL, folksies, here we are again (or should I say still?). Perhaps we had better introduce ourselves to those who unfortunately do not know of the “Ancient and Honorables,” known to many as the Post Grad- uates. Perhaps among the best known on our list is THE James Boyle (I said perhaps) and he informs us that he is here for serious intent, namely to prepare for Bowdoin (the college, not the ship). As there is no one else of im- portance we now take great pleasure in intro- ducing “hizzoner,” John H. Pierce (and this is what I call a scoop — no! not soup, but scoop). Then there is Ira Prouty, whom you all re- member (I don’t blame you if you don’t). Paul McSweeney, G. Clifford Stamper, eminent bi- ologist; B. Frederick Sensullo, distinguished Latin student; Louis Parker (you know, giYls, one of THE Central Parkers), and last, but not alto is Diran S. Dinjian, the boy with the warble. Well, the above mentioned are all to be Tufts guys (I hope the English department overlooks that unbecoming bit of slang — but you know how English departments are) and when I say tough I don’t mean Boston Univer- sity where, if we venture inside its portals a year or two hence, we will find Miss Mary Small, Miss Bertha Marshall (sorry I can’t think up some appropriate bit of poetry), and D. Eddie Matherson, that big, virile, redhead from Oshkosh. Sorry, but we accidentally over- looked Master William Higgs, who is going to B. U. He says he hates to ride in patrol wagons but they will do in a pinch. But it is an ill wind that blows no good and this time it is a Northeastern, where we hope to even- tually find such celebrities as Cecil Creelman, the red-hot ice man, and Edward Towry, who was prominent among the stars last year — I mean astronomy. Charles Bowden hopes to attend Harvard (yeah, you guessed it — Har- vard Square). Ed. Philip Jackson has the high- est aspiration yet. He sets his cap for M. I. T. They call him “Stonewall” just to give weight to his name. D. W. Fairbanks is going to turn rustic and attend Mass. Aggie, while Louis Pratt will while away the weary hours at Nor- wich University. “Nick” Calendrella is still up here (he hasn’t a job, either). Henry and Jack Weissman are still going strong. It was reported that they were shipwrecked on an island this summer when one exclaimed: “Ah, a sail!” to which the other said: “Vot’s the use, we’ve no sam- ples.” Bertha Sanderman and Nancy Marquis will next fall attend Jackson (that is, if there is no hope of getting married), and Alice Pat- ten will go to Miss Wheelocks (well! well!). Ruth Northrop and Marion Kadis will even- ly tually attend Normal School. Phyllis Moyni- han is going to be some one’s secretary if Cath- erine Gibb will be of any help. Mary McDon- old, after May of June, will go to the Winches- ter Hospital( poor girl), and Lillian Sloane will toil under Mr. Herman at Sargent School, Cam- bridge. Oh, that aesthetic dancing! If anything is wrong or left out of these scratchings, write a letter to Box 109XN. If it is still there after two weeks you will know that I have not received it, so tear it up be- cause it wouldn’t do any good anyway. A couple of Juniors and shall I say a P. G. were caught out of bounds by Mr. Avery. Oh, well, just another case of BOARD (bored) OF EDU- CATION. As I say, anything might be wrong because my mother sent me for crackers once and I came back with pretzels so, so long, until hens in an insane asylum lay cracked eggs. P. H. C. Now that everyone is sure of at least one study period a day, we suppose that even less books than last year are being taken home each night. Of course, we have to remain in school until two o’clock — but imagine what it would be like if we had to stay until two-thirty! ER- I LEFT ‘IT ON THE GRAND PIANO AT HOME! YOUNG MAN, 'WHERE IS YOUR HOMEWORK THIS MORNING? Auipagi) — I- FAMOUS FIBS. ) V 20 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR OF the eight members elected to the Phi Beta Kappa at Jackson last June, four are graduates of Somerville High School. They are Frances Mendell, Elena Ivaska, Dor- othy Myers, and Gladys Pingree. 1930 Evelyn Gilmore is attending Simmons Col- lege. Russell Maynard has been appointed to the United States Naval Academy at Annapolis. Harold Ramsey is entering Boston College. Harold, in his Senior year at Somerville High School, was a member of the football squad, as well as of the High School nine. We wish him success in his college career. Ralph Skinner is a freshman at Boston Uni- versity. 1929 John Medland is now a Sophomore at North- eastern University. Marian Brenan is employed as a secretary in the Employers’ Liability Insurance Company. Wilbur MacKay is at Burdett College. Annie Forbes is a stenographer for an insur- ance company on Milk Street, Boston. Ruth Bean attends Simmons College. Edward A. Shone, ’29, and Edna Forman ’28, were married this September. 1928 Lillian Shippee is at Boston University. Barbara Moore, a graduate of the Reming- ton Rand Bookkeeping School, is now employed at Gillett’s. Maud Barr is working in Dr. Furfey’s (den- tist) office in Brookline. 1926 Wilbur D. Fenn has received the degree of Bachelor of Electrical Engineering at North- eastern University. Charles M. Anderson has received the de- gree of Bachelor of Civil Engineering with honors. He was a member of the Boston So- ciety of Civil Engineers and worked for two years on the Northwestern weekly publication, the “News.” H. Joseph Cavazzoni also received the de- gree of Bachelor of Civil Engineering and is a member of the Boston Society of Civil Engi- neers. Raymond C. Hardin has also received the degree of Bachelor of Electrical Engineering. He was class secretary in his Junior and Senior years and a member of the Student Council in his Senior year. He worked up from assist- ant manager of the Northeastern Musical Com- edy in his Sophomore year, to general manager in his Senior year. Marion Rich graduated last year from the College of Practical Arts and Letters of Bos- ton University with highest honors. 1925 James J. Leahy received the degree of Bache- lor of Civil Engineering at Northeastern Uni- versity. He is a member of the Boston So- ciety of Civil Engineers. William F. Repetto received the degree of Bachelor of Mechanical Engineering from the same institution. For two years he was on the baseball team and tennis team, and for four years was on the varsity track team. 1924 Malcolm Farrell graduated from Tufts in the class of 1928 and will graduate from Tufts Medical School in the class of 1931. 1916 Ruth Arrington, who taught in Somerville High School for a brief period of time, is now research associate at the Teacher’s Institute at Columbia and also research assistant at the Institute of Human Relations, Yale. MUSICAL APPRECIATION Uy Charlotte M. Pearson, 31 THIS year there has been started in school a class in musical appreciation, under the direction of Miss Mayo. The first few meetings of the class were spent in finding out just how much the pupils knew about music and the instrumentation of a symphony orchestra. Later in the year the members of the class will listen to the masterpieces on a Victrola and learn the important facts about the old music masters. At different times of the year, mem- bers of the class will be called upon to play the piano or to sing or to do anything in the musi- cal line they can. The class so far has proved to be very interesting as well as instructive. 21 EXCHANGES With this, our first issue, we send out a very hearty ■welcome to all our Exchanges and we hope that we will hear from them all very soon. Sound Waves, South Junior High, Waltham, Mass.: Your editorials are well worth commendation, espe- cially “Everlasting Keeping At It Brings Success.” We also found your “Profecies” very amusing. Huttlestonian, Fairhaven High School, Fairhaven, Mass.: One couldn’t imagine how much we enjoyed the “Senior Play From Behind the Scenes.” It was so realistic that we could actually picture “Cappy Ricks.” We missed the jokes and editorials in your last edi- tion. Ottawanian, Ottawa Hills High School, Grand Rap- ids, Michigan: Your “Little Pig” number was unique. We find your humor department very original, but think that if a few more jokes were added, it would be faultless. We take it for granted that football is .your major sport. Are we right? The Norther, North Dallas High School, Dallas, Texas: The Literary Department of your Christmas issue made a tremendous “hit” with us here in Som- erville. It was impossible for the Exchange Editor to keep track of the magazine, everyone was so in- terested in “What I Know About Boys.” You can be sure that the boys were in on this, too. “Whatcha Wanna Know?” was certainly someone’s original idea. The Huntington Record. Huntington School, Boston, Mass.: We’d like to suggest that you add at least one more editorial to your paper, as we think this would make it a bit more outstanding. Your “Wind- ing Brooks” follow an amusing path. The Massachusetts Collegian, Massachusetts Agri- cultural College, Amherst, Mass.: Congratulations or having a very “newsy” paper, at least in our estima tion. Your “By Jove” is exceptional, but we woulc. like to suggest that you mingle a joke or two among your various articles. The Madisonian, Madison High School, Madison, N. II.: Your editorials are very well written, but they are not quite long enough. Your poetry is some of the best that we have read. The Crusader, Honesdale High School, Honesdalc, Pa.: Members of Honesdale High, you should feel very proud of your publication, it is great! We rank it as ONE of our finest exchanges. We think your Literary Department a great success and, as to your Exchange Department, well, we might possibly take pattern by it. I’m referring to the arrangement. The Orange Leaf, Orange High School, Orange, X. J.: We find your School News very nicely arranged, and also well written. After reading “Backward and For- ward” we realize that you deserve much credit for your splendid work in making over your publication. The Reflector, Woburn High School, Woburn, Mass.: Your Class Notes are very cleverly written and so is your Poetry. We really have to say that we enjoy your editorials and this is out of the ordinary, for as a rule we find editorials very “dry,” but yours run contrary to form. We Acknowledge the Following Exchanges: The Botolphian, Boston College High School, Boston, Mass. Homespun, Senior High School, Greensboro, North Carolina. The Bostonion, Memorial High School for Boys, Rox- bury, Boston, Mass. He: “Do you know the gorilla song?” She: “Why no, I don’t believe —” He: “Gorilla, my dreams, I love you —” —V. M. I. Sniper. Doesn’t it seem just like old times to have Miss Bell back with us again ? Drawn by Pando. 22 ATHLETICS FOOTBALL SCHEDULE FOR 1930 September 20, Somerville at Nashua, N. H. September 27, Arlington at Somerville. October 4, Somerville at Waltham. October 13, Medford at Somerville. October 18, Cambridge Latin at Somerville. October 25, Somerville at.Newton. November 1, Somerville at Everett. November 8, Brookline at Somerville. November 15, New Bedford Vocational at Somerville. November 27, Rindge Tech at Somerville. Captain: “Nick” Vitiello. Business Manager: William O’Brien. Coach: Charles Dickerman. Assistants: “Pat” Lynch, Edward Jeremiah. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL SONG TUNE OF THE “STEIN SONG” By Charles Winn Sing a song for Somerville, Shout for the Red and Blue, Cheer the team on to victory. Let everyone be staunch and true, See the boys go charging through, Straight down the field they go, Till at last the ball is over. ’Tis a goal for the Red and Blue. A cheer for the team, For the boys who are fighting for victory, A cheer for our school, Whose fame will go down in history, For the Red, for the Blue, For the banner that waves so gallantly, For our boys, for our girls. For the spirit that never will die. S. H. S. S. H. S. Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah, Team, Team. Team. SOMERVILLE I.OSES TO NASHUA TEAM SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 20, Somerville High lost its opening game at Nashua, New Hampshire, by a score of 7 to 0. Somerville High started off as sure winners, but were scored upon in the third quarter. It was a very peppy game with plenty of action. “Jimmy” Doolin, tackle, Winn, guard, and “Jerrie” Jeremiah, halfback, starred for the Red and Blue. Blekarte, halfback, and Captain Sousane, centre, starred for Nashua High. Somerville MacKenzie, 1. e. Regan, 1. t. Stevenson, 1. g. Plummer, c. Winn, r. g. Doolin, r. t. Chesterfield, r. e. Vitiello, q. b. Jeremiah, I. h. b. Manning, r. h. b. Lynch, f. b. Line-up Nashua ..... 1. e., Litkus 1. t., Chaplick 1. g., McDonald c., Sausane (Capt.) r. g., Webster r. t., Kudzma r. e., Stylionas q. b., Padermani 1. h. b., Paradise r. h. b., Blekarte f. b., Zazukerens CROSS COUNTRY Monday, September 22, time trials for the cross country team were held under Coach Francis Rooney. Approximately forty members turned out, which is a good number considering the prevalent interest in football. There are three veterans, Phillips, who is captain, Shieres, who is manager, and Ahern. There are also indoor stars, Gilbert, Delli, Colli, and Captain Morrison, of the regu- lar track team. Our inter-clan meets are as follows: Arling- ton, Winchester, Quincy, Wakefield, Concord, and Tufts Freshmen. Everything considered, we look forward to an enjoyable year. Come up some afternoon, and give us your physical as well as moral support. SOMERVILLE TIES ARLINGTON HIGH SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 27, Somerville High played its first home game with Arlington High at Dilboy Field, before a crowd of approximately five hundred. The score was 0 to 0. Our team showed clearly that, although they are not a heavy team, they are one of the fast- est in the Suburban League. This seems to predict a successful season. “Danny” Lynch, halfback, Captain “Nick Vitiello, quarterback, and Winn, guard, starred for Somerville High. Captain Gallueci, quarterback, and Lane, end, starred for Arlington High. Line-up Somerville Arlington MacKenzie, 1. e. Regan, 1. t. Stevenson, 1. g. Plummer, c. Winn, r. g. Doolin, r. t. MacNamara, r. e. Vitiello, q. b. Lydon, 1. h. b. Lynch, r. h. b. Manning, f. b. 1. e., Curley 1. t., Winslow 1. g., Callahan c., Davieau r. g., Dineen r. t., Hagerman r. e., Lane q. b., Gallueci 1. h. b., Adams r. h. b., Alexie f. b., Crova (Continued from Page 12) mendous fury, his body straightened like an ar- row, he leapt, full seven feet off the earth, a distance of ten feet, at Alvan. They struggled, and then the two sank to earth together, a crumpled heap of death. “Powerful poison,” said Norman, examining the fluid in the bag. “Leopold saved our lives.” They dug the graves that morning, and set cut again. Leaving death behind them, they expected death for themselves in the near fu- ture. The caravan journeyed northward. The next day came. The camels were weakening. The people could not converse. No word dropped from any man’s lips except a feeble, “water, water.” But then, the next day, they saw a walled city in the midst of the desert. It was no mir- age, for a short time later they found them- selves outside the very walls, and in front of a door. They entreated to come in, and the door was opened by a man who gave them that blessed water. They remained there a week, and then one day Mr. Evans sought out his host in the living rcom of the house. Beside him was a young girl working, whom the host introduced as his daughter, Adah. After acknowledging the in- troduction, Mr. Evans said: “Thank you very much for your hospitality, but we must be go- ing now — back to Algeria.” The host jumped up, and stamping his foot, said in broken English: “No—no. Nev’r. You nev’r leave. I tell yo’ why. I am ch’ef o’ Arab tribe — live here — in dis city. Dis secre’ tribe. No one know ’cept you. We worship Abd-el-ra, our god ancestor. He god — real god. Our ancestor — our ideal — our hero. No one else worship. You come — find our secre’ hidin’ place. You stay forever, forever. Our secre’ no one shall know. You stay. You no go. I learn English when I wen’ away to find out about the world, and brin’ back news to my tribe. But you nev’r go. “Out,” and he pointed to the door. Mr. Evans went and told his companions the news. “We’ll escape tomorrow,” they said. Tomorrow came and went. “We’ll go tomorrow,” they still said. And so it went on for a week. One dark night, a tap came at the door. “Come in,” cried Norman. In came Adah. “Yo go now, queek. Quiet! Fader, de chief, no near door. Yo escape. He no’f side of wall. Dat is so’f side.” They hurried out and mounted the camels that were corralled near-by. Then, following Adah, they reached the gate. Betty, leaning down from her seat, shook Adah’s hand grate- fully. They filed out and rode southward. Gradu- ally they worked to the north. From where they were, they saw a figure squatting on the wall. It was their host, a man who loved his religion and people well enough to, night after night and year after year, keep an uncomplain- ing, silent watch over his walled domain. 24 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR Before I married Maggie dear, I was her apple pie, Her precious peach, her honey lamb, The apple of her eye. But after years of married life, This thought I pause to utter, Those fancy names are gone, and now I’m just her bread and butter. —Tid Bits. “This vase is over 3,000 years old.” “Nonsense! Why, it’s only 1930 now.” Chivalrous gentleman (to a man who just settled in the seat he has vacated): “Pardon me, sir, but I meant that seat for this lady here.” Man: “IPs quite all right; that’s my wife!” —Our Paper. Bess: “Did Harry propose to you in flowery language last night?” Tess: “Yes, but I nipped it in the bud.” —Answers. Little Johnny: “Look at the rhinoceros.” Little Willie: “That ain’t a rhinoceros; that’s a hippopotamus. Can’t you see it ain’t got no radiator cap?” —Exchange. There was a tremendous crash. Farmer Jones, who was working in one of his cow sheds, rushed out into the farmyard and, looking up into a nearby tree, saw a small airplane lodged in the topmost branches. “What do you think you’re doing?” he asked the airman, who had fortunately escaped in- jury and was in the act of climbing down the tree. “I was trying to create a new air record,” returned the other, sadly. “And you’ve succeeded,” exclaimed the farmer. “You’re about the first chap who has climbed down a tree without first climbing up.” Mrs. Guzzlum: “The party who gave me the recipe for this soup has just died.” Guzzlum: “Then out of respect, let’s drink it in silence.” Mrs. Saphead had just arrived back from a tour of Europe, and her long-suffering ac- quaintances had no opportunity to forget the fact. “And Paris,” she gushed, “Paris is just won- derful ! The people are all so well educated — not at all like they are in this crude country, my dear! Why, even the street cleaners talk French!” —Tit Bits. He was one of those young men who never seem to know when to go. She had yawned several times, when a clock in the hall struck midnight. “Is that an eight-day clock?” asked the young man. “Well,” said the girl, stifling another yawn, “why don’t you stay a little longer and find out?” Tit Bits. t i I ! : : t x A : : A t. A A : i : : s : i t : A t A 4 : : : : : . : : : :, : : : � : : : :� :� ,:, :� :, :� :� «:� ,!� «t � � � � %«’ , « ' — i I I I A I § t I I 1 ! Son a (Eakr LKitrlmt The Home of the Famous Brownies BROWN IES—CA K ES FUDGE CUP CAKES AT YOUR CAFETERIA 98-B HIGHLAND AVENUE SOMERVILLE Tel. Prospect 1543 —Pathfinder. t t t I ! I i t : t : i : V t, | t i : i : : i : : V 1 : I I : 1 : f i : 1 : 1 t i y t, A i HIGHEST QUALITY WARDS BREAD and WARD’S CAKE Made by Ward Baking Company L. A. Dewire Confectioner 4S CENTRAL STREET Somerville Tel. Somerset 1868 Telephones: Richmond 4980, 4981, 4982, 4983, 4984, 4985. Alfred Sears Co. Boston, Mass. 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Ml VIRGINIA SAVAGE, ’32 Faculty Advisor ELIZABETH F. LEACH Faculty Treasurer LAURENCE A. SPRAGUE Assistant Faculty Treasurer ELIZABETH M. WELCH Library Editor RUTH MORRIS, ’31 Staff Artists AMLETO CAMPAGNA, ’31 CHESLIE D’ANDREA, ’31 MARGARET DIOSY, ’31 BARBARA ROHNSTOCK, ’31 TABLE OF CONTENTS EDITORIALS POET’S CORNER LETTER FROM THE ORIENT Francis X. Rooney THE ULTIMATE INSIGNIFICANCE BREAKFAST James Louis Boyle, ’31 THE HEAVENS IN NOVEMBER John Pierce, P. G. THE GOAL Dorothy Lang, ’31 BEING GROWN UP Alice Hatch, ’32 OF 3G 37 38 39 40 41 42 SUCCESSFUL William Ross, ’31 HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF Arnold Pedersen, ’31 TWENTY MINUTES OF A HIGH SCHOOL PUPIL’S THOUGHTS Irving Murray, ’32 LIBRARY DEPARTMENT SCHOOL NEWS CLASS NOTES ATHLETICS EXCHANGES ALUMNI NOTES FLASHES OF HUMOR 42 43 44 45 46 48 51 53 54 55 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 36 WHY DO WE STILL STUDY VIRGIL? THIS year all Italy celebrated the bimillen- nial anniversary of the birth of her greatest poet, Virgil. Why is it that, after two thousand years, this poet’s glory is still undimmed? Why is it that his works are translated today in classrooms in every part of the civilized world? First, we must consider the stately beauty of Virgil’s poetry. Born in a country district and growing up amid country people and coun- try occupations, he became a true lover of the woods, the fields, the streams, and the lakes. He walked hand in hand with Nature and has painted for us, in never-to-be-forgotten lan- guage, many delightful descriptions of the Ital- ian country-side from his own observation. But perhaps that which contributed more to his greatness is the fact that he has portrayed not only the age in which he lived but has actually presented to us the permanent and common life of man. His “Aeneid” is the poem of the birth of a great nation, of the stupen- dous work done to found a mighty race. But it is more than that; it is the picture of life in general and there is in it the word for every human experience. Indeed, an authority on Virgil has written, “The Aeneid has been the favorite poem of Europe for eighteen centuries, expressing for the living races of mankind more than any other single work of one man, all they have felt of love and sorrow.” These, then, are the reasons why many of us here in school are at present translating Book I of the Aeneid, and the reasons why this daily task should not be a drudgery or bore but a source of pleasure and enjoyment. I. D. R. THE MANILLA BLOCK HOW careless some people are of things for which they do not pay! These people would not think of writing on their own story books or notebooks, yet they will mark up the school’s text books and waste the block paper. How many times in a study room do you look around and see pupils drawing pictures? Ten or twenty pieces of paper may be wasted on this pastime. Just think what the waste must be in a week, a quarter, and a school year! There are others who scribble on five or six pieces of paper to complete one problem in alge- bra. If they waste paper like this with one subject, what must it be like when they have five or six subjects? I have given here only two common wrong uses for which the manilla blocks furnished by the school are used. Perhaps I could give more. Although careless pupils may not realize it, they do, in a way, pay for this paper. Property owners pay taxes to the city, and it is these taxes that help to pay for the paper, books, and other school materials which are used. If the children’s parents do not own a house, they pay rent. This rent helps to pay the landlord’s taxes and in time pays the city expenses. In view of this, don’t you think this wastefulness, this childishness on the part of some pupils should cease? Is there any reason why ALL of us can’t be as polite and as grown-up as Senior High School pupils should be? B. M. P., ’31 1930 LET us pause a moment and reflect. What is there about the year 1930 that has made it seem so different from nearly every other year? What particular events have given to it a special significance? The first event and probably the one with which we are the most familiar, was the state- wide Tercentenary celebration. I think that there are relatively few of us who have not grasped the real meaning behind the elaborate preparations and almost daily demonstrations — the reverence and sincere respect due those courageous men who laid the foundation for all that we enjoy today. At the same time, in a far distant part of the world, Italy celebrated the bimillennial an- niversary of the birth of Virgil, rightly called the greatest poet of the Augustan age. The third event I have in mind is not known to many people and is, therefore, doubly inter- esting. This happens to be the one hundredth anniversary year of the Royal Geographical So- ciety. Do you know that this society, so well known today, started merely as a meeting ground for returned travelers ? At their sup- pers food from far-away countries was eaten — rye cakes baked at the North Cape, bread made from the wheat of Heshbon, preserved berries from Lapland, and so on. These three — and there may be others — have given to the year in which we live an air of importance, activity, and advancement that lift it above all others. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 3T THE SOLILOQUY OF A MORON UPON THE EVILS OF KEEPING A DENTIST APPOINTMENT By Nona Lock man, ’32 Anon, I must be off! Before the whip-poor-will calls In yonder great oak grove, My feet must trudge their weary way As prisoners on their dreary round, As death, my destiny inevitable, Frowns down upon me — a hostile fortress. Thus as an ancient martyr On freedom I see the portals closed, And sink down upon a resting place That brings no peace to souls such as I. Hist! Is that a drill I see before me, An instrument of medieval torture To wreck the bicuspides of mankind? Ah — woe is me —! Help me hence! I know my soul cannot endure it. Oh, Brave Achilles, if thou were I — And would that thou were — Would thou not destroy This infamous son of Baal? Oh, Diogenes, had’st thou hunted for a sufferer Thou should have met with me. The glory of my youth is undefeated, Yet, in this torture hole of Mars I have met my Waterloo. Ah ’tis not for me to say How much longer this incessant pounding Will render by poor molars asunder. Yet, to this blackened depth of misery, As the poet-soldier, Francois Villon, Release comes to the Paris of my heart. Oh, Celestial being and immortal spirit, Through thou I am a rescued Trojan. For ’tis o’er — the pain hath ceased And I am free — hear thou? — free! Yea! Free to return again. — Next Monday at 2 P. M. NON-ATHEISM Phyllis Down, ’32 How could you be an atheist? In this fair world of ours God speaks in every living thing, In trees, and birds, and flowers. The glory of the sunset sky The heart with rapture thrills. Who painted red that flaming disk Sinking behind the hills? Who gave us eyes that we might see Drenched beauty after rain ? Who gave us souls that we might rise Triumphant over pain? His is the glory of the dawn, His the green things in Spring, The laughing brooks, and nodding ferns; God is in everything. THE BLUE LAGOON By Evelyn E. Paton, ’32 The outer bay lies still and silent, Beneath the silver moon; The palm trees nod in the deep’ning twilight,. Around the Blue Lagoon. A breeze stirs — seemingly from nowhere, A tiny ripple appears; The quiet Lagoon for a moment ruffled. As if dreaming of passing years. Nothing seems to mar the beauty Of this silent tropic scene; May it ever be thus secluded; Mysterious and serene. TO-DAY By Gertrude Ferrara, ’31 To-day is the time I must try to do, Whatever is worth while doing; I see in the morrow no promised chance For strength to go on pursuing. To-day is the time to examine myself, And thrust from me faults yet staying; I see in the morrow no promised chance To overcome by praying. To-day is the time I should release My heart from unyielding fetter; I see in the morrow no promised chance For it to grow strong and better. To-day is the time that I should strive To give my best for others; I see in the morrow no promised chance To give to my sisters and brothers. 38 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR LETTERS FROM THE ORIENT By Francis X. Rooney Above The Clouds, Baguio, Benguet, Philippine Islands, November 20, 1928. My dear Jack: Right from the clouds these lines float down to you! Here we are, buried in these wild mountains, two hundred and fifty miles north of Manila and five thousand feet above the sea. Talk about thrilling journeys. Jack, if you could only see the trail that brought us through these mountains. For eighteen miles the road creeps up, up, up, now threading its winding way through valleys, now feeling its path along the edge of sheer precipices, again spanning deep gorges that drop eight hundred feet be- low the frail bridge, until finally it rolls into Baguio, the beautiful mountain city of the Philippines. And Baguio itself is a picture. I guess the best way to describe it is to say that it is like a saucer, the city a broad plateau in the centre and the mountains jutting up on all sides. And perched on one of these peaks is our house. Once we had reached the city I asked the guide just where our house was. “Oh,” he re- plied, “you can’t see it now, it is hidden in those clouds.” And he pointed northward. Hidden in the clouds! And, Jack, it certainly was. Three hundred feet above the city we came to our front steps. And three hundred and fifty of these stone steps climbed up to our piazza! There’s a morning exercise for you! So, we arrived. But, of course, Jack, no trip through this strange land could be without its comedy. Did I ever tell you about the Philippine goats? They are the most sure- footed, most agile animals that I’ve ever seen. Well, speeding along the lowland road we passed a bus. One of the natives had bought three live goats at market and was bringing them home. Of course he couldn’t take them in- side, so up they went on the roof. Now, Jack, you know what a bus roof is like—hard, smooth, polished. Well you should have seen those three goats as that bus swerved and bumped along. Perfectly nonchalant! Sure-footed? Honestly, I think two of them could pass on a fence! But we saw another sight not quite as humorous. Women building roads. As we climbed up the mountain trail, there were the native women and young girls breaking stone, pushing wheelbarrows, and pounding cement into place. It rather shocks the western mind, I tell you. Yet that is how these people pay their taxes. Having no money, for they live in wretched huts with dogs, pigs, and goats, they work on the roads for a certain time each year. Civilization, women building roads — these two ideas don’t seem to go together, do they, Jack? And yet if the people’s condition is lowly here, nature is in her grandest form. I wish you could stand right at my side, Jack, and look down from my window. Three hundred feet below lies the town, quiet and peaceful in its protected position; to the southwest the peak of grim Santa Tomas hurls itself upward eight thousand feet, its rocky crags like moun- tainous sea waves turned to stone; while five thousand feet below us rolls the China Sea, its blue waters fed by the silver streams that creep down the green hillsides. Truly, Jack, an inspiring sight! And wild! This is an unexplored world. The tossing, climbing mountains are wild; the tropi- cal forests are wild; the men that roam through them are wild; men naked except for the three-inch sash that hangs in front, held by a string that encircles the waist. And each has his bola-bola knife, a barbarous, fierce- Iooking blade of fourteen inches. I’ll never forget the first time that I met these natives in the forest. Jack, I can see that scene now. One morning I shouldered my thick walking stick, slid and scrambled down the steep cliff that dropped away from our house, and hiked over two or three of the rough, wild hills. Suddenly I came upon five of these natives in a little clearing. They jumped to their feet when they saw me. There they stood, silent, staring, their bola knives at their sides. And I? 1? Why, I—er, er—well, I thought of old track days! I wondered how the old folks were at home! Of course there was only one thing to do. I advanced to pass them, shouted, “Hello” (no answer), and dis- appeared in the forest. I returned home an- other way! And yet Jack, you can’t help laughing aloud at some of the sights you see here. Guess what these men do when they come into the city! They put on a shirt! That is out of respect for the government. Baguio is a beau- tiful city with boulevards and shops, so just imagine five of these natives strolling down the main street, naked except for an open shirt and an American straw hat! Talk about the ludicrous! And so my days pass, Jack, filled with new and strange sights. What stories I will have to tell you when I am home again! There are sights here never to be forgotten. Perhaps the most memorable of all is at evening when nature treats us to her choicest view, a sunset, not on the sea, but on the clouds. As I told you, five thousand feet below us lies the China Sea, its sparkling waters stretching away to- ward the shores of Japan. Often, at evening, the clouds hang low over its blue waters and SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR then it is that we see nature’s masterpiece, sunset on the clouds, when the fiery sun trans- foi ms the clouds into billowly waves of scarlet, gold, and purple. It is a gorgeous sight. Then slowly the misty colors fade; darkness creeps over all; the native fires dot the mountain sides, far, far below us; the beating of the native drums floats up to us, and it is night, tropical night with its clear, deep heavens and brilliant stars; tropical night, beautiful, solemn, impres- sive. My goodness, Jack, how serious I have grown. And yet who could be unmoved with these marks of God’s handiwork so close, so clear, so evident ? Just think, Jack, November. There you are at home, thirteen thousand miles away; and here is your chum above the clouds on the other side of the world. The setting sun bids you goodby only to greet me here! How strangely Fate moves her pieces in this game of life! Well, Jack, I guess it’s good-by for the pres- ent. Down from the clouds, over tropical moun- tains and forests, across oceans and continents, I send you my heart’s best wish for success and happiness. May God bless and keep you. Frank. Mr. Rooney of our English department, who taught Latin and English in the Ateneo de Manila High School and who has traveled ex- tensively in the Orient, will continue this series of letters in the next issue of the Radiator. THE ULTIMATE INSIGNIFICANCE OF BREAKFAST By James Louis Boyle, ’31 CONTINENTAL BREAKFAST is not a meal; it is a symbol. Yet it is unlike “X” in that it is not an unknown quan- tity. Alas, in all France, Spain, Italy and Ger- many, capitals and provinces alike, breakfasts differ only in quality. The quantity remains the same. There must be an “Article de la Code Napoleon” which defines the amount of nourishment suitable for a breakfast. “Now what,” you may demand, “does a break- fast consist of, on the Continent?” Woe is me! The breakfast Ls so slight it has almost no con- sistency! The waiter at the cafe brings to you with many smiles and “Bonjour Mon- ieurs a steaming pot of chocolate, accom- panied by two lonesome “brioches” and perhaps a little jar of “conserve de cerises noires.” That is breakfast. One does one’s morning’s work on such a collation! It is foolish to de- mand more of the waiter. I know of one gentle- man who triumphs over this unthinkable cus- tom by means of ordering three breakfasts in 39 succession! He will not die of malnutrition, but he does complain of monotony. He is an Englishman, accustomed, when in London, to break his matitudinal fast by porridge, broiled kidneys, fried potatoes, toast and muffins, with coffee. On Sundays he ends with strawberries when in season. Now, as a Parisian, he is con- fined to chocolate and rolls. You can just see him failing. He does so miss his marmalade. Artistic folk in Paris eat even less for break- fast than the bourgeosie. A modernistic paint- ing, exhibited in Montmarte, which was en- titled, “Breakfast in Paris on a Foggy Day,” showed nothing on the table except a goblet of water, the front page of “Le Matin” and three over-ripe pears. That would be sufficient to make the fairest day seem foggy, I should think. But then — In Spain the very poor eat breakfast out-of- doors. The rich arise in time for luncheon, and the traveler goes without a morning meal. The Italian breakfast differs from its French brother in that water is used in making the hot chocolate — not milk. In Italian hotels the waiters are forever astonished at the de- mand for breakfasts. Don’t Italians eat break- fast ? Germans have substituted a German pastry for “brioches,” and coffee for hot chocolate. Startling changes! Some German cafes have bands play during breakfast. Ha! It is futile. How can Straus’ waltzes sooth the pangs of hunger? Can Leinke with his gavottes fill the void in the stomach? Music for breakfast! Bah ! Give us cereals. I have decided that Europeans eat as if to music: Breakfast — pianissimmo, luncheon — andante, dinner—crescendo! 0 what a small, gentle, wee pianissimmo is breakfast! The American, in Continental eyes, is an enormous eater. In his native America, he has luncheon at breakfast time, dinner at noon, and a combination of all three at night! He eats strange cereals for breakfast, oranges (like an invalid), eggs, bacon, ham, toast, mar- malade and coffee. How odd are Americans! How odd their breakfasts are! It must be costly to live in America. Such large break- fasts. Eh bein —. It is well, however, that your attention is not occupied with buckwheat cakes and sausage, when you breakfast at the Cafe de la Paix. ’Tis perhaps better, when in Rome, to breakfast as the Romans do, and when in Spain to sleep until luncheon is served. When in Germany, listen to “Ein Herz, Ein Tein,” it is nicer than any breakfast food ever manufac- tured. Eat your “brioche,” burn your mouth with your hot chocolate! You have the better part. Satisfy your eyes, not your stomach! After all, when in Paris, in Rome— what is breakfast? 40 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR THE HEAVENS IN NOVEMBER By John Pierce, P. G. MAN has ever been interested in the un- known, and the mysterious. Astron- omy is one field in which man has but recently made much progress. Theories and basic laws, concerning the subject, are of ancient origin. However, this is the first age to build instruments capable of bringing the distant stars and planets into a range where they may be studied. There is a reason for this. With the advance of science, man began to wonder if the laws already made might not be superseded by still more complete and won- derful laws. The result was, that he tried to build instruments with which he could deter- mine the validity of the laws made by the ancients. So today we have an ever increasing number of observatories in the United States. We find empty fields and mountain tops, stud- ded with small private observatories ; however, those which contribute the most to science are the larger ones; such as, the Yerkes Observa- tory, the Mt. Wilson, the Lick, the Harvard, and the Hartness. The largest is the Hooker telescope at Mt. Wilson. At the present time a huge two hundred-inch lense of fused quartz is under construction at the General Electric Company in Lynn. The telescopic camera and the spectroscope, along with the new lense of fused quartz, are destined to open new and larger fields of observation to the astronomer. The planets are perhaps the easiest heavenly bodies to witness, and the easiest to analyze and measure. Among those visible in the month of November, I wish to consider five of the most interesting. Mars is the most talked of planet, and the discussion seems to be as to whether or not human life exists on the planet. I wish to cite two reasons given by one of our prominent astronomers as to why there could be no life. First, Mars revolves around an ir- regular orbit. At certain times of the year Mars comes much closer to the sun than at other times, and in frequent places along its orbit it runs off toward the sun. At any one of the times, the heat on Mars would be so terrific as to render any form of life impossible. The other condition is the gravity on Mars, which varies considerably. If one weighed one hundred and thirty-five pounds at either pole, on the equator he would weigh five hundred nounds, and the intervals when it was near the sun, he would weigh nearly a ton. Thus we see why life is impossible on the planet Mars. Jupiter visible in the constellation of Taurus, in November, interests us because of the dark rings upon its surface, the substance of which is not known. It is also interesting because at some time or other in its evolution, it revolved so fast that it is now fiat on the ends, and bulges at the sides. Saturn, nearly five hun- dred million miles away, is an unique planet, because of a huge circle of matter which re- volves with it on its axis. It is called the “Ring of Saturn,” and was probably caused by the moons of Saturn breaking up into gaseous mat- ter and star clusters, and which when attracted by the gravity of Saturn, were whirled around with it, giving us the effect of a ring. The moon, nearest planet to us, is perhaps the most well known, as man can see and measure th' mountains on its surface, and has even named them. Its surface is extremely rough and cold, the temperature going far below any which we might experience on this earth. It is much smaller than our earth, and of course revolves about it. Gravity on the moon is so slight that could we stand on it, we might be able to jump thirty-five feet in the air. Many people who look through a telescope at the moon, ex- pect to see it enlarged at a distance and are quite surprised to find the image of the moon at which they look, only one-third of an inch away from the eye. Neptune, the most dis- tant planet, of which little is known, is of in- terest in appreciating the comparative youth of our earth. Since man first appeared on the earth, Neptune has traveled only over one- third of its orbit, whereas the earth travels over its orbit every year. Of the possible thirty to forty constellations visible in the month of November, we shall ex- amine four. Orion, and Pleides, which we select first, are two of the most beautiful constella- tions; Orion because it is so easily recognized, and because it represents a mythical giant, Orion, who, holding a club in one hand, is about to slay the Gorgon. One can see his belt and the dagger hanging from it. Betelgeuse, in this constellation, is unusual in that it is the largest known star, and is gaseous. It is so large that its area is twenty-five millions times that of the earth. Its density is so low that some scientists claim it is less than what we call a vacuum. Pleides, known as the “Seven Sisters,” is so called since seven stars seem to be visible to the naked eye. It is actually composed of about thirty-six small, gaseous stars. They present a very pretty picture when viewed through a telescope. Ursa Major, commonly called the “Big Dip- per,” and Lyra, are brought to our attention, because it is believed that as our solar system alters and shifts, the star Vega, in Lyra, will in two thousand million years have moved to the present position of Polaris, commonly known as the North Star, in the Big Dipper. The North Star had been thought a fixed star but recent instruments have shown that it moves billions of miles in space and yet is so far away that its movements are imperceptible to us. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 41 Finally, the earth on which we live is a planet, not a star, because it does not radiate light. A star produces its own light and may be gaseous; a planet reflects the sun’s light and is never gaseous. The great majority of stars are at such great distances from the earth, that they cannot be analysed by our modern instruments. There are in the sky nebulae, neither stars nor planets, but great aggrega- tions of gaseous matter, which rotate at great speed through space, usually traveling with some constellation. Sometimes they are com- posed of clusters of stars, so far distant that they cannot be seen individually. They are so large that they dwarf not only the earth, but our whole solar system. A well known nebulae in the constellation of Andromeda contains one thousand million stars, one half of which are over one thousand times as big as our sun. Figure out for yourself where the earth would fit in such a nebulae! Then, remember this nebulae is small compared to the distances and number of other stars. Last of all, to present a good idea of the earth in relation to the uni- verse; if England were covered with sand, six hundred yards deep, the earth would be rela- tively smaller than one grain of the sand. On that minute particle locate the United States of America, the city of Somerville and try to find yourself, and see how big you feel! THE GOAL By Dorothy Lang, '31 SATURDAY dawned clear, cold and crisp. The golden rays of the early morning sun shone over the house and played among the chimney tops. What a perfect day it had turned out to be for the last football game of the season! Ted Strand awoke with a start, “I did it!” he cried. “I did it, and they said I couldn’t.” “You did what?” exclaimed his brother an- noyed at being so rudely wakened. ‘‘Oh!” sighed Ted, “I dreamed I was running across the goal line, making a touchdown for our team! I forgot I didn’t make the grade and couldn’t play today.” Ted then jumped out of bed, yanked on his clothes and went hurriedly out of the room, banging the door behind him. By the time he had reached the garden, he was in a very sullen mood. ‘‘It seems as if Professor Small could have passed me on that physics exam, even though he would have had to stretch my average a point or two,” he remarked to the world in general. “When the team needs me the most I am not allowed to play — just on account of Pro- fessor Small.” A slight noise caused him to turn. There stood his father with a puzzled expression on his face. “Well, son, I couldn't help overhearing what you just said. What have you against Pro- fessor Small? He seems to be a mighty good sort of a fellow from what I know of him.” Immediately Ted flared up. “What have I against him? Oh I)ad! How could you ask such a question? Haven’t you heard that I failed to pass the physics exam yesterday, and so am not eligible to play in the game today? And this is THE game of the season. Coach is wild. ‘Pop’ Small hasn’t enough school spirit to fill a pinhole and I know he has a grudge against me.” “Come into my study a few minutes, son. I want to talk a few things over with you.” Ted and his father went into the study. Here Ted perched on the edge of the desk, while Mr. Strand, seating himself comfortably in a leather arm chair, lit his pipe and sat silent for a few minutes, watching Ted out of the corner of his eye. Suddenly he said: “Did you ever try to see Professor Small’s side on such a question as yours ? Did you ever think of what he has to put up with ? Did you ever think that there are other goals in life, beside the goal posts in a football game? For instance, you at present should have physics as a goal; you should try to make a touchdown, as you would call it, in that subject, just as you would on the football field. You will soon find that in life there are many goals to obtain and a per- son cannot just sit still and expect to reach them.” Mr. Strand got up from his seat and opened the study door. “Think over what I just told you, son,” were his parting words. Ted sat for a long time lost in thought. He realized that his father was right in saying that there were other goals in life much more necessary than the touchdowns scored in a foot- ball game, and he resolved to follow the advice so kindly given. By the time this decision had been reached, his sullen mood had vanished and he decided to abandon his original intention, and attend the game after all. The team played well but there was lacking that which only Ted could contribute to its playing. The final score was 6-0 in favor of the opposing team. “Well, we lost this time,” muttered Ted, as he left the field, “but,” he continued, with a determined expression on his face, “I am going to strive for some scholarship goals this winter and, next year, it will be a different story.” An estimate of the number of tickets sold for the Somerville-Brookline game substantiate our opinion that the mass meeting of November 6 was a big suc- cess. 42 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR BEING GROWN UP By Alice Hatch. ’32 TO all children being grown up holds a won- derful attraction, for every boy and girl dreams of the great things he or she will do when that charmed state is reached. In the day dreams, for which early youth has ample time, each one sees himself doing some splendid work such as being a great doctor, a renowned musician, a famous author, or presi- dent of the great country in which he lives. Life is a wide field of opportunity, a place to conquer and achieve. We had such fancies, too, a few years ago. Now, however, some of us are grown up, or close upon the borderland of being grown up, and we see life more clearly, without the rose- colored glasses of youth. Life is not a fairy- land where you go out and become a hero. No, it is a place where you must work very hard and where only a few become famous. Would you rather have the child’s confident hopes of life? “No,” you answer, “now we see life as it is. Children’s dreams are vain dreams.” Achievement is not vision alone, it is hard, unceasing, difficult work. Often we lose the vision when we meet the difficulties of fulfill- ment. Having a vision as a child is like being on a mountain, and as we grow older, we descend the mountain into valleys of sadness and happiness, success and failure. If we re- member the vision and see clearly and far enough up the mountain, we endure the trials until our reward is attained. Face life as a humdrum affair, and you will live an ordinary existence. Have the courage to believe you can accomplish, and you will prove that dreams can, indeed, come true. SUCCESSFUL By William Boss. ’31 «vou: RE a fine assortment of detectives. For three months now this bandit A known as the Lone Marauder has been plundering our residential section and you can’t find even the slightest clue of him.” Captain Warren of the Fort Worth police department was speaking and his audience was composed of seven of the best detectives in the country who had been ordered by New York officials to report to him at once in the hope of clearing up this baffling case. “This criminal,” continued Captain Warren, “has already eight breaks to his credit and the people of Fort Worth are becoming uneasy and also are complaining of the inefficiency of the police force. That will be all for the pres- ent. Clancy, give each man the territory he is to cover and report to me tomorrow on what progress has been made.” “Say, Clancy, can’t you give me any more definite marks of identification than have al- ready been mentioned?” Pop Burgess, a new member of the State Board of Detectives, was speaking. He had been born in a small rural town in northern Maine and, because of his ability to track down wild animals, had decided to go out after big- ger game and try his hand at tracking down criminals. His brother, Bill, had also been a good trapper but sixteen years ago had re- ceived a serious wound on his wrist, which greatly handicapped him in hunting. Conse- quently, he had left the wilderness for Boston and since then, Pop had not been able to find any trace of him. “No, I don’t think I can do any better than the best and I have done that already.” “OK, Clancy. I’ll see you later.” “Oh. Pop, wait a minute. According to the Fort Worth Daily News the criminal is said to have a scar on his left wrist. Perhaps that will help you some.” “What’s that?” cried Pop, in an uneasy man- ner. “Why, what is the matter? A little thing like that doesn’t bother you, does it? Say, Pop, I bet you will have this man behind the bars within twenty-four hours.” “I hope so,” said Pop, as he hurried out of the presence of Clancy. Once outside, he could not help but murmur to himself: “What if it is Bill. But it couldn’t be—” At about seven o’clock Pop reached his hotel and there, in the lobby, saw a man answering Clancy’s description to perfection. The man was just leaving and Pop followed him down the steps to a taxi. The man entered the cab and drove away. Pop followed in another. The two cars made their way to a small, de- serted town on the outskirts of Fort Worth. Suddenly the first auto stopped, the man alighted, exchanged a few words with the driver and then hurried into a small shack which was nearby. Pop followed and watched his man through a small window. He could see him plainly as he hastened to pack an old bat- tered grip, apparently preparing to quit Fort Worth and try his luck in some other section of the country. Best of all, he distinctly saw him place a large tin box in the suitcase. As he came out of the shack Pop covered him with his revolver, led him to the waiting taxi, and was quickly driven to the police headquarters. As the tin box was found to contain loot, the criminal could do nothing but plead guilty. In- cidentally, in the course of the investigation that followed, it was learned that the man had received the scar on his wrist in a previous gun battle. The next morning the story of the capture was in all the papers and Pop received con- SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 43 gratulations from every side. One thing that greatly interested Fop was the fact that the account of the capture in the Fort Worth Daily was written by a William Burgess. Later, at the press, the two brothers met after their long separation of sixteen years. “Well, Pop,” said Bill, “you are a big detect- ive now and I am the editor of this paper.” “Yes,” answered Pop, “we’re both successful at last.” HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF By Arnold Pedersen, ’31 THE sun slid reluctantly out of sight over the rim of the plains. The parched desert and valley seemed to heave a sigh of relief and gratitude for the cool evening breezes. Then, peeping up over the eastern hills, rose the moon in its full splendor, shower- ing all things below with pale, translucent light. Slowly and majestically it started its nightly climb to eminence high in the heavens above. Far up on the peak of a mountain, silhouet- ted sharply against the evening sky, appeared the erect, clean-limbed figure of an Indian. With stately dignity he surveyed the magnifi- cent panorama before him. Perhaps his eyes misted a bit, as, with an expression in which were mingled hate and tenderness, pride and bitter sorrow, he gazed down upon his beloved lands for the last time. To his right, nestled at the base of the hills, twinkled the lights of the white man’s village. As he beheld this cluster of shining beacons, pent-up emotions broke the iron bonds of his heart. A shudder of unutterable hatred swept over him, as he called down the vengeance of the Almightv upon that greedy, brutal horde of white men. Mad with the lust for gold, deaf to the rights of others, they had come sweeping down over the mountains, killing, burning, plundering, and desecrating the virgin lands of the Indian. May the fire of hatred for the whites burn eternally in the hearts of the Great One! As quickly as it had come, anger left the heart of the Indian, leaving only tenderness, as he viewed the valley below. Carpeted with sage- brush, patterned with wild flowers, walled in by forests of pine, it was exquisitely beautiful under the light of the moon. This valley had been his only home, the scene of his birth and childhood; now, the charred remains of the In- dian village bore mute testimony of the com- ing of the white man. Through all this loveli- ness, trickled the innocent cause of it all, a little brook which had led the whites to what they called a gold strike. On the morrow the tiny stream would pay penalty for bearing gold in its bed and the entire valley would in turn suffer. The next moon would find this verdant spot scarred and bled of its lifeblood by the ruth- less hand of the gold-searching paleface and the Indian’s home would be gone! Sorrowfully he looked out into the oppressive stillness of the desert, stretching out from the mouth of the valley to the far distant horizon. Over this sun-baked plain, his tribe had first come to settle, centuries ago. Now, fittingly perhaps, this same desert would receive the last member of the tribe. Driven from his home, he, the last of a once great nation, must flee into that barren, inferno-like waste, there to die as honorably as his forefathers would have wished. One last glance at his homeland, and slowly, hopelessly, he made his way down the mountain side, down, down, down to oblivion. High above, the moon smiled a bit frozenly upon the retreating figure, while the doomed valley slumbered, awaiting the fateful morrow. Congratulations to the re-elected officers of the Junior Class! Robert Hayes, Jean Stackpole, Phyllis Atkinson and Irving Isinger performed their duties very capably last year and we wish them the best of success this year. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 44 TWENTY MINUTES OF A HIGH SCHOOL PUPIL’S THOUGHTS By Irving Murray, ’32 HE Scene: A classroom. Time: Middle of the period, just about the time when the teacher begins an ex- planation of the third whatsis with relation to the whoosis. Gentle Hint Customer: “You don’t seem very quick at figures, my boy.” Newsboy: “I’m out o’ practice, sir. You see, most of the gents say: ‘Keep the change.’” All the world is a stage — and there are some pretty bad actors. Ho hum. This period is an awful bore. I would almost rather be in an English class. Wonder what she is talking about. Perhaps she doesn’t know. That was a good show last night but I can’t remember how the theme song goes. Lem me see. Da-da-da-de. No, that isn’t it. Good song, too. I wonder if it is going to rain. I hope not. I wonder how far it is to the South Pole. It is twelve miles to Roxbury. The South Pole must be about 1,000 miles further. No, it isn’t at that. The South Pole is after Montreal when you are standing in Somerville. Oh, well — Where will I get the money for the tickets to that dance Saturday night? That was a good theme song. The tickets are a dollar each and I have just fifty-two cents. I got C on that Latin test, too. They aren’t worth a dollar but if I don’t go she will be mad. She’s a nice kid. John has a nice dog. I wonder if Pop will let me take the car. He ought to be though. They paid five hundred dollars for him. Has a pedi- gree, too. (New paragraph to indicate change of elbow on which he leans.) Algebra next period. I haven’t done the homework, but that isn’t unusual. I haven’t done any homework so, at least, my algebra teacher can’t feel slighted. I might borrow the money for those tickets. I wonder what mark I’ll get in this subject. I suppose he will never stop talking about it. John is like that when he gets something new. Boy, how much more is there to this period? Ten minutes to wait until lunch. I think I’ll eat a hot dog to- day. He is a Boston terrier, John said. But I like sausages better, even if they are smaller. Now I know — that song was “Sing Something Simple.” “Sing something simple, a little ditty that’s sweet and—” I wonder why everyone is looking at me. I didn’t realize I was singing out loud. That proves that a penny saved is a loss to the newspapers. Anyhow, I’m doing well in orthography. In fact, I’m doing very well in orthography. Yes sir, my spelling is coming along fine. Guess it isn’t going to rain, after all. Well, I can stand this period as long as — huh, I think she is calling on me. I don’t know the answer so I’ll just sort of sneak back into my seat. Isn’t that just like a teacher? Here I was paying good attention, taking in every word she said, and what did she do? Called on me for a trick question. She wouldn’t ask anyone else how many inches there are in a foot. I guess she saves the hard questions for me. There just isn’t any justice! Queen of Clubs Betty: “Whatever induced Joan to take up golf so suddenly?” Beatrice: “Oh, she read a newspaper article about somebody finding a diamond in the rough.” “It says here that surgeons have discovered that orange blossoms may be used as an anes- thetic,” said Mrs. Crossone. “I always did believe I was unconscious when we were married,” said Mr. Crossone. A woman is as true as steel but the steel sometimes is highly tempered. We hope everyone will spend a happy and pleasant Thanksgiving. After all, there are so many things to be thankful for. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 45 THE LIBRARY DEPARTMENT HAVE you seen the gift of last year’s Seniors? It is a bronze tablet on which is inscribed a paragraph on “Character” by Albert M. Parlen, former superintendent of Chelsea schools. The paragraph is inspir- ing as well as interesting. As follows:— “I would have all young persons taught to respect themselves — their citizenship — the rights of others and all sacred things — to be healthy — industrious — persevering — prov- ident — courteous — just and honest — neat in person and in habit — clean in thought and in speech — modest in manner — cheerful in spirit and masters of themselves — faithful to every trust, loyal to every duty — magnani- mous in judgment — generous in service and sympathetic toward the needy and unfortunate, for these are the most important things in life and this is not only the way of wisdom and true success but the way to make the most of them- selves and to be of the greatest service to the world.” This is an ideal, a good standard for any one. Need one say more? You may see it in our school library, above the entrance. The next time you are near, why not stop, read it, and think about it. As this is the Thanksgiving season perhaps it would be appropriate to ask if you knew that it was a woman, Sarah Jcsepha Hale, born in 1788, who finally succeeded, after trying for twenty years, in having Thanksgiving cele- brated annually on the same day by all of the people of the United States. Her life is very interesting, especially so, when we learn that it was partly by her efforts that our own Hunker Hill Monument was built. She assisted the women of New England in raising fifty htcusand dollars for that purpose. This is told in the current November issue of the National Republic, in an interesting article concerning Thanksgiving in our country and the Harvest Days of other lands. In the same article, the author, H. O. Bishop, tells where probably the first Thanksgiving was celebrated — and it wasn’t in New England by the Puritans! If you wish to find out more about this national holiday, why not read the whole article? It is well worth it. Apropos of magazines, there is an interest- ing booklet, The Readers’ Digest, to be found in our library. It contains short summaries cf recent articles and editorials found in the most important and interesting magazines and newspapers, ranging from Review of Reviews and Popular Science to Colliers and Vanity Fair. Reading these articles is an excellent way to keep in touch with the fast-moving events of the world. Try it! TEACHERS’ CONVENTION ON Friday, October 31, there was no school, as you probably joyfully remember, but there WAS a teachers' convention held in Tremont Temple. The Somerville High School Orchestra was on hand to furnish music before the regular meeting started. The program started at 1.30 with the march, “Washington Post.” This was followed by the well known “Ben Hur Chariot Race.” The next two numbers were of a little differ- ent type: namely, “Marche Militaire,” and a medley cf Victor Herbert’s favorites, led by Mr. Whittemore. From this medley Cecelia Dwyer sang “Because You’re You,” and Blanche Wiencko sang, “Kiss Me Again.” The orchestra concluded its part of the pro- gram with “Gladiator March,” and then quietly slipped out leaving the teachers to themselves. 46 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR iros� mW' SCHOOL MEWS G CLUBS INTRODUCING THE EAVESDROPPER THE EAVESDROPPER is a new addition to our School News Department. Each month the Eavesdropper will drop in at some club meeting unknown to the members and then will give his impression of the club in a novel and new way. So be on your guard, club members, the Eavesdropper may drop in on YOU. ORGANIZED at last! We, of the Players Club, now lift the curtain and step to the centre of the stage. We have great hopes for the coming year and many projects are in mind. We are going to complete our marionette show which was started last year and so, to use a colloquial ex- pression, “Watch our dust.” AT the first meeting of the Poetry Club held Wednesday afternoon, October 22, the following officers were elected: Wil- liam Robbins, president, and Martha Chapman, secretary. The meetings are to be held the third Wed- nesday of each month, in the library. THE 4-H Club work is an educational enter- prise publicly supported and directed by State Departments of Agriculture, State agricultural colleges and county governments. It is designed to give instruction and practice in agriculture, home economics, and the finer things of rural life, and at the .same time to develop industrious, public-spirited boys and girls. Membership in the 4-H Club is voluntary. Boys and girls from ten to twenty years of age may join by applying to a county extension agent, usually situated at the county seat. One of the essentials of membership is that each boy or girl shall learn and demonstrate some phase of agriculture or of home economics un- der the guidance of a competent leader, keep a record of this work, make a public exhibit, and report on it to the county extension agent. A 4-H Club has been organized in our school this year. It offers a broad, practical education in certain fundamental subjects, and its mem- bers, through the club activities, are given the opportunity of making many new friendships. THE FROSE CLUB held its first meeting m Room 315 on Thursday, November 6, 1930. The meeting was very successful and was attended by over 110 pupils as well as many of the teachers. The guest speaker was Mr. Rooney, who gave a wonderful talk on Japan, China, and the Hawaiian Islands. His talk was made doubly interesting by some very lovely illustrations; a gorgeous Japanese kimono, a pair of tiny Japanese shoes, and two pictures — one of a leper colony on the Island of Molo- kai, and one of the martyr, Father Damien. THE Girls’ Debating Society has begun what promises to be a most interesting and profitable year. The officers elected last April are: President, Geraldine Dillon, ’31; Vice-President, Lillian Grossman, ’31; Secre- tary, Doris Siegel, ’31, and Treasurer, Blanche Wiencho, ’31. We have already had three meetings. The first two were devoted entirely to business; but at the third meeting, a formal debate was held on the subject, Resolved: That Co-education is a Failure. The sides were upheld by the of- ficers, with the exception of the treasurer whose place was taken by Ida Waitzkin, ’31. After a spirited and interesting discussion, the decision was awarded to the negative side. SENIOR ASSEMBLY ON November 4 a timely and very welcome assembly was held for the Senior Class. The special period, its possibilities and uses, was the important subject to which Mr. Avery devoted the entire forty minutes. Our headmaster feels that this period should be used by everyone for real study and that, if this aim is kept in mind, better work and better school spirit will result. MASS MEETING ON November 6, a mass meeting in behalf of athletics was held in the auditorium. It was quite different from the mass meetings of previous years in that, instead of the usual singing, cheering, and other mani- festations of enthusiasm, the athletic situation was quietly and thoughtfully reviewed. The speakers were Mr. Avery, Dr. William Parks, a graduate of Somerville High School, who was prominently identified with athletics while here, and Coach Dickerman. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 47 IN MEMORIAM VERGILI HOW fitting it was that on the fifteenth of October, Mr. Hosmer’s Latin class should celebrate the two-thousandth anniversary of the birth of that master Roman poet, Virgil! Pictures suitable for the occasion were displayed and a tribute to Virgil was read; we had poetic translations of selections from the Aeneid and the Eclogues; also, Mr. Hosmer gave a prose translation of that part of the Aeneid dealing with the fall of Troy. Certainly every member of the class was impressed by the exercises, and now we all can better ap- preciate those words of Tennyson in his tribute to Virgil:— “I salute thee, Mantovano, I that loved thee since my days began, Wielder of the stateliest measure Ever moulded by the lips of man.” W. R., ’31. ON entering Miss Teele1 s sixth period Latin class on the fifteenth of October one might have been surprised to find a birthday party in progress. Yes, a birthday party. Some thoughtful pupil had even fur- nished a cake from the lunch room, but, for some obscure reason, had neglected to supply candles. The party was being held in celebra- tion of the two-thousandth anniversary of the birth of Virgil, the great Roman poet. This party, unlike some others, was as in- structive as it was entertaining. As an intro- duction, Miss Teele showed a few pictures of Virgil which, in addition to giving some idea of his physical appearance, illustrated the cos- tumes of his period. Another extremely in- teresting picture was of a park which is to be laid out in Italy near Mantua, his birthplace, as a memorial to him. This park will contain all the trees and plants mentioned in the Aeneid. During the remainder of the period Miss Teele translated a portion of the Aeneid which had not yet been translated by the class. It is hardly necessary to say that the entire class enjoyed the party and left the room with an increased knowledge and understanding of the greatness of a man who, through his writ- ings, has lived for two thousand years and has been studied enthusiastically. A. R., '31. THREE CENTURIES OF MASSACHUSETTS ON October 17, a very interesting as well as educational picture, “Three Centuries of Massachusetts,” was shown in the hall. There was a relatively large attendance, and we feel sure that the information derived from the picture was of much practical use in all history classes. RANI) VS. S. H S. TO date the chief function of the school band has been that of organizing itself into a smoothly running unit. There is, of course, considerable delay at the start, due to the distribution of uniforms, music, and other paraphernalia, but already it has proved itself an asset to the school as a whole. Not once has it failed to respond when called upon by the school authorities and in the re- cent exercises at the Southern Junior High School it played a prominent part, furnishing appropriate music at short notice. Is it mere coincidence that our eleven has come forth victorious in those league games at which the band has been in attendance? Lead- ing the Somerville stands in the singing of our school songs, it participated in the games with Everett and Brookline, two of our most formid- able rivals on the football field. In both of these struggles our team triumphed. But the band cannot aid the school in its ac- tivities, it cannot succeed, without the co-opera- tion of the student body. So, come on, S. H. S.! Don’t nullify the band’s good work! Support your school whether it be in athletics or any other scholastic function! R. P., '31. 48 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 1931 Have all the Seniors noticed the blue velvet beret brigade? Yes, you guessed it. They must be Sopho- mores! We Wonder: If everyone has found his relations and teachers in the picture gallery in the East Building. If we will look as funny and cause as much amuse- ment ten years from now. What made our beloved teachers look so strange and unusual ten years ago. Could it possibly be the long skirts, long hair, celluloid collars and moustachios? (We won’t go back farther than ten years. We might embarrass some of them.) If some of the teachers would kindly give the Seniors the prescription they used to show such a vast im- provement in looks in ten years. If they would, maybe the Senior Class might look like something in 1940. (Let us live in hopes, anyhow.) Whatever the prescriptions, the Juniors and Sopho- mores certainly need a double dose if they ever expect to look like Seniors next year! (The prescription will have to be good to do that.) Congratulations Poetry Club, you certainly picked two peppy officers. You should have a fine year. William Bobbins, the president, and Martha Chapman, the secretary, look as though they know what to do and when to do it. Won’t be long now!! Thanksgiving vacation is on its way. (Sh! so are report cards.) Take a peek in Room 10 on Monday nights if you want to see a rare sight. The Players Club are mak- ing dolls. Don’t get excited — they are marionettes. Don’t be shocked if you see Cheslie D’Andrea paint- ing some lips and cheeks red. (Doll’s cheeks and lips.) Don’t laugh if you see poor, tired Senior girls val- iantly struggling to sew legs and arms and make them resemble an arm or leg. Ralph Watt, Harold Michaelson and Vincent Ma- loney are the champion doll leg stuffers of the club. The hardest workers of the club are the Post Grad- uates who do all the heavy looking on. Now that the report cards for the first quarter have come out, how many of us find that we suddenly have a seventh period to look forward to? The Senior Class is certainly to be congratulated on its selection of class officers. The year should run smoothly under the experienced leadership of James Doolin, our fine president; Grace Sumner, our lovely vice-president; Lucille Davis, our sweet and capable secretary; and the thriftiesfof treasurers, Harold Lar- sen. Here is to the success of the class of ’31 and its officers! If anyone is in doubt on how “Whoopee!” should be pronounced ask Miss McAllister. She Should Get a “I)” Miss Cunningham: “De que es mi reloj?” (“What is my watch made of?”) Bright P. G.: “El reloj de usted es de miquel.” (“Your watch is of tin.”) At the Voting Polls The people who were first in line thought they were lucky. Those at the end thought they were the lucky ones. What do you think? Tiny Gertrude Ferrara: “I feel so big and grown up!” Kind Friend: “I’m so glad you FEEL that way be- cause you don’t look it, you know!” Mr. Pearson seemed to find a lot of amusement at the polls!! If we looked funny then, imagine what we’ll look like when we try to understand the initiative and referendum at a real honest-to-goodness election. As Mr. O’Laughlin pleasantly reminds us, we shall probably vote for just what we don’t want, when we become (intermission for chest swelling) citizens!!! Its a great life just the same if you don’t weaken! All Donations Accepted (1c Up) Several rooms suggested that we buy silencers for Room 315. This clever idea will produce peace and quiet without hurting the feelings of the marvelous!! musical organizations. It will also promote a much friendlier feeling between the music lovers and the musical organizations of the school. A. Morrison suggests that we buy an express eleva- tor to go from the basement to Room 400. Seniors suggest that we leave a donation for the Juniors to use to buy pencils with points on them for the voting polls next year. (Generous Seniors, pat! pat! pat!) SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 49 1932 November — back in the good old days Caesar and Augustus fought about the number of days in this month, but that doesn’t prove much, although it has a moral. So, for your next class write a short theme of about 20,000 words on the subject, “How Do Class Editors Get Away With It?” Answered in the affirma- tive. But November is certainly a gloomy month. The end of the first quarter, followed by report cards, fol- lowed by — but that all depends on the preceding “followed by.” Talking Turkey With Sherman Levenson When you read this it’ll be just about time to go down on the farm for Thanksgiving and all that ac- companies it — turkey, squash, turnip — sounds like the preamble to Francis O’Brien’s secret! And here is the prize of them all. They aren’t Sopho- mores, just Suffermores. But as one Sophomore said to another, “Life is like that.” Nay, misled youth, you should have said, “Sophomore life is like that.” (And here the demonstrative pronoun is full of the sinister.) Our football team is beginning to be just that. Now if we can take in this Rindge gang everything will be jake, if not, everything will be joke. Here is the last breadwinner: My bungling helper, Irving Murray, while in New York, saw a murder. Forthwith he ran to a policeman, shouting: “Hey, there’s been a murder.” “Yeh?” replied the guardian of the public. “Hurry up, will yuh?” cried Irving, agitatedly. “What do you expect me to do, bury him?” responded our laconic friend. Well, see you some more. That is all right, Sherm. I still think New York is some place. Did you know that the entire popula- tion of Boston could sit down at one time in the New York theatres? No? Don’t speak to me, you illiter- ate! Congratulations to our class officers. Congratula- tions to us for a good choice. Congratulations to—who was it that wanted a dozen fancy congratulations? You Wouldn’t Think So, Would You? Karl Engstrom still carries the some old comb, and uses it the same way. Albert Lussier played a heavy dramatic part in “Julius Caesar.” In fact it was so heavy he almost dropped it in the second scene. Whereupon Robert Rowe Cannon stepped into the breach with this: “Mark, ol’ kid, we’ll follow youse ’till the end, check and ■double-check!” High Class Static If you want good radio programs get these: First, let Duke Ellington and his Cotton Club Orchestra take the dust (and sometimes the filaments) out of your tubes. Then hang around while Guy Lombardo’s Royal Canadians render “St. Louis Blues.” (Hold it! Hold it!) Finish it all off with Jimmy Gallagher’s Orches- tra. And then you’ll know why the coal business is on the run. Less Class. But Still Static Lermond Smith gained 15 pounds this summer, and Joe Gormley, now of the Horn-Rimmed Professor’s Club, is a student of orthography (you need a diction- ary to appreciate that one). And this one comes from Phyllis Atkinson, which is bound to make the gag a success: Two men approach one another. Says the first, “Where do you come from?” 2. “Chicago.” 1. “That’s funny, so do I.” 2. “Well, what are we waiting for?” And here they take out guns and shoot each other dead — dead, do you hear, Oswald? Some Things We’d Like to See: A high school girl minus her war paint; or another high school boy who wanted to see the same thing; Bob Hayes actually studying; Dennis Dempey explain- ing the theory of relativity; K. Z. Ernst playing the flute — notice we said see, not hear; if we would be able to stand the shock, ourselves as others see us. Three Insidious Plots Teacher: “John, give me the equation.” John: “Did you call on me?” Teacher: “I certainly did!” John, the insolent thing: Oh, pardon me, I thought you were talking to yourself!” Teacher: “Now there is absolutely no excuse for not passing in this assignment. You had a month, in which to do it. Is there anybody who has failed me?” Pupil: “I have.” Teacher: “Why?” Jasper Parigian: “I was absent that day!” 1933 Murder!! Found hanging from a window cord of a second-storv window: Vosburgh and Gentleman’s “3rd Course Math- ematics.” Who committed this vile assault upon the unoffending victim? Junior: “Say, Soph, how come you weren’t drowned when you fell overboard last week? You can’t swim!” Sophomore: “Ah, I had on a pair of duck pants.” 50 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR Thrift Sophomores — you must remember to bring your shiny and invaluable nickel every week. Our beloved brothers and sisters, the Juniors and Seniors, may have been entertaining thoughts of how they are go- ing to beat us in the number of weekly deposits, but they might just as well dismiss any such thoughts right now. What we’d like to know is why they don’t have a black edge on the failing cards, and hang them on our doorknobs with crepe and lilies ol' the valley. “Oh, father! I heard the sound of — well, I don’t know what on earth it is. Oh say — what may it be?” “Tis the High School Orchestra up on the third floor of the building. I don’t wonder why you asked.” Speaking of trials and tribulations, we hope all try- outs for all clubs are over. We aspire to certain clubs — then our hopes are shattered when we struggle bravely through those gruesome trials. But the big- gest shock comes when we discover that we have made the club, after all!! Some pupils in a certain French class certainly must live in queer houses, n’est-ce pas? A new motto has been adopted on the first floor in the East Building. Watch the rest of the floors and buildings follow our example. Motto is: “Study to be quiet.” (Pretty good, what?) That special period certainly has its uses. Latin, Spanish, Bookkeeping, and English are all ready to be completed when suddenly, alas and alack, we discover we are going to have an assembly. What to do? Some- times fate is kind and we have a study period follow- ing, but not very often. Seventh period is heard call- ing in the distance. The call is irresistable and of course we obey it to the full degree. The election of class proctors has been duly per- formed although some of us still don’t know what for. We think gym would be much better if the period was longer and the showers did not turn cold so soon. We can’t understand why they have so many differ- ent kinds of desks here. In one room we’ll find a desk and a chair connected so we can put our feet and legs in a comfortable position, but in another there are braces on the desks to prevent comfort. Why this non-uniform and comfort-destroying arrangement? Speaking of desks, they ought to supply screw-drivers, extra screws, and cushions which automatically come into place when the desk is opened so the one in front of you won’t have continual bumps on the back of his head. Suggestion to Makers of Boys’ Shirts We think it would be a good idea to make some kind' of a non-detachable button on the front of the shirts- to fix the tie to, so the girls can’t pull them out. Ad — Wanted in Boom 10! 1. About two dozen pair of scissors. 2. Five or six hammers. 3. A machine for pulling tacks out of the floor and also from the soles of shoes. We think our auditorium, is the “cats.” That is,, what we’ve seen of it. Meanwhile will the Sophomore class kindly do some- thing drastic so that we will have more news for the next issue? POST GRADUATE NOTES BACK AGAIN, FOLKSIES — this time we just came from a little tramp (who is a tramp?) from Peru, where we found out that the really successful president is the one who doesn’t spill his lima beans. Now to get down to business and seriously twist facts with fancy in an attempt to produce in free literary style, apostrophe (or perhaps it is a comma, we don’t know) and metaphor. Johnny Pierce, while in astronomy class,, learned that we scientists call the inhabitants upon the earth, earthlings. He now wonders if starlings are people who live on stars and if dumplings are people who live in dumps. Oh! Oh! Jack Wiseman took a petite femme home from the theatre the other night. When asked where she lived, he dismally wailed, “only three soda fountains and a candy store away.” We find Louis Pratt having a hard time try- ing to keep two flat feet on a round world. Just a case of mind over matter. (Well, what is the matter?) James, commonly and affectionally called “Jimmy” Boyle, is seriously endeavoring to elevate slang, if such is possible. Now one hears such expressions as: torrid canines, the feline’s facial adornments, etc. Good work, Jimmy. You ought to see your Congressman;, i.e., if you know who he is by now. Ira Prouty has been trying to bore Nancy Marquis with stories about his dog. After telling you that Bertha Marshall thinks music is the least of objectionable noises, fish- ing is a sport devised to improve the imagina- tion, and a parking space is where the other fellow left his car, we will say that our idea of domestic bliss is the wife who thinks it was. the parrot who taught her husband to swear. Next on the menu we will say good-by. P. C. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 51 ATHLETIC NOTES FOOTBALL SOMERVILLE LOSES TO WALTHAM ON October 4, Somerville High was de- feated the second time by Waltham High at the Waltham Athletic Field, be- fore a crowd of about 8,500 people. Regan, a tackle, gave Somerville rooters a thrill by blocking a kick on Waltham’s 30-yard line. Waltham in the second period was taking great advantage of their aerial work, but it did not bring them nearer our goal line. Wal- tham scored when the ball was fumbled by the Red and Blue on their own 3-yard line. “Danny” Lynch, our star halfback, was badly hurt in the third period, and did not play the rest of the game. The Red and Blue had the nail on Waltham’s 10-yard line but could not score. Waltham’s defense was very weak. SOMERVILLES SECOND BEATS ST. CLEMENTS’ FIRST 19—0 ON October 4, “Eddie” Jeremiah’s squad went out against the St. Clement’s first team. St. Clement’s were outplayed and outweighed. “Zip” Zipolo, a Sophomore, star- red for the Red and Blue by making the first touchdown. Ryan, and Gianantonio also scored for Somerville. There was plenty of action in this game. SOMERVILLE LOSES TO OLD RIVALS ON October 13, before a crowd of eight thousand, the largest to ever witness a football game on Dilboy Field, Medford High defeated Somerville High, 6 to 0. In the first period Somerville had the ball on Medford’s 35-yard line. A forward pass thrown by Donaghue of Somerville, was inter- cepted by Good of Medford, and he ran 65 yards for a touchdown. Medford missed the point by pushing. In the second period, Winn, Somer- ville’s iron man, was badly injured, and taken off the field. Winn was so badly injured that he didn’t play the rest of the game. Both teams fought for every inch. In the third period Somerville gained on long runs but could not score. In the fourth period punt- ing was resorted to. RED AND BLUE DEFEATS ORANGE AND BLACK ON October 27. Somerville made its second victory in the Suburban League by de- feating Newton, 7 to 0, at the Dickinson Stadium, Newtonville. For the first three-quarters the game was even, both teams fighting for every inch, but in the fourth quarter the Red and Blue entered with pep. There was plenty of aerial work in this game, Somerville gaining on lateral passes and forward passes. Vitiello carried the ball over for a touchdown and kicked for placement. With about four minutes left, Vitiello intercepted a forward pass on Newton’s 35-yard line, but a Newton safety man prevented his scoring. With but two yards to go for first down on the two-yard stripe, the game ended. Somerville has tied with Brookline in the Suburban League title, so far. Let us hope they keep up their excellent beginning. Vitiello, quarterback, Winn, guard, starred for Somerville, while Gulian, guard, and Strom- bon, quarterback, starred for Newton. SOMERVILLE WINS FIRST SUBURBAN LEAGUE GAME ON October 18, Somerville won the opening Suburban League game at Dilboy Field, beating Cambridge Latin 6 to 0. Punting was resorted to in the first two periods, and in the third period. Falco, a sub- stituted fullback for Manning, made a touch- down. In the fourth period the Red and Blue had the ball on Latin’s 12-yard line, but were penalized, and their chance of scoring was spoiled. Falco, fullback, Winn, guard, and Lydon, halfback, starred for Somerville. Barry, quar- terback, starred for Cambridge Latin. SOMERVILLE TRIUMPHS OVER EVERETT SATURDAY, November 1, Somerville High strengthened its position at the top of the league by winning its third straight victory over Everett High, 18 to 0, at the Ever- ett Stadium Athletic Field, before a crowd of 3,000 fans. A bad punt gave the Red and Blue the first touchdown, with Vitiello carrying it over. Jere- miah in the second period broke loose on Ever- ett’s 25-yard line for a touchdown. When Ev- erett was penalized 30 yards, it gave Somer- ville a golden opportunity to score. With the ball on Everett’s 14-yard line. Lydon broke through to the 1-yard line, and Vitiello carried it over for a touchdown. Everett found it hard work to gain through the Somerville line and resorted to forwards, completing two out of possibly sixteen that were tried. In the latter part of the fourth period, Coach “Charlie” Dickerman put in the entire second team. Vitello, quarterback, Winn, guard, Stevenson, guard, Regan, tackle, and Jeremiah, halfback, starred for the Red and Blue. Vitel- lo played a marvelous game and gave Somerville rooters an extraordinary thrill. 52 CROSS COUNTRY SOMERVILLE TEAM LOSES FIRST MEET ON October 3, Somerville was given its first defeat by Concord cross-country team at Concord. The score was 16-34. A squad of thirty-five ran in the meet. Hunden, a Sophomore, the smallest member of the squad, weighing approximately eighty pounds, placed first for the Red and Blue. We’ll ex- pect much from this lad. Cunningham, Lille, Hunden, and Shiere starred for the Red and Blue. SOMERVILLE TEAM DEFEATS WEYMOUTH ON October 10, the Somerville cross-country team won its second meet by defeating the Weymouth boys at Weymouth. Somerville scored a 44-22 victory. Captain Phillips did not run, due to illness. SOMERVILLE HARE AND HARRIERS LOSE TO BRAINTREE HIGH ON October 22, Somerville cross-country team lost its third straight victory against Braintree High, at Somerville, by a score of 29 to 28. Fred Gilbert, a star hurdler, made a new record on the three-mile course of 15 minutes, 15 seconds. The old record was 16 minutes, 28 and ' • seconds. “Art” Cunningham placed second for the Red and Blue. SOMERVILLE FINISHES FIFTH IN the Harvard Interscholastic Meet at Har- vard, Somerville finished fifth. In this meet fifteen preparatory schools were en- tered, making a total of about one hundred men running. The following Somerville men placed in this meet: Fred Gilbert, first, who came in ten yards behind the winner; Goldstein, second; Melvin Ahern, third; Arthur Cunningham, fourth; Karl Telli, fifth; and Herbert Colpus, sixth. Wise Professor Co-ed (at end of semester): “Now that you have kissed me, professor, what do you thinkV Professor: “You will fail. I need you in my class next quarter.” DOUja-FlELD FIR5T DOWN SOME FELLOWS WANT TO 00 PLACES RARltf TO GO 6UT NOT ALL C-0 WHERE THEY WANTED TO. i YET SONEAR AXMDYFTSOFAR WHERE'S THE DOCTOR? 15 YARDS PENALTY SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 53 EXCHANGES We acknowledge the following: “MURDOCK MURMURS” — Murdock High School, Winchenden, Massachusetts. Your Senior issue was very well written and everything in it proved to be more than interesting. Your Poet’s Corner is excep- tional. “THE GAS ATTACK” — Somerville Post No. 19, The American Legion. Your National Convention Number is worthy of more commendation than we can give. “The History of Somerville” was unusually well written and we found it very interesting. “THE CHANDLER” — South Boston High School, Boston, Mass. The author of “The Goose is Cooked” must be very clever. We certainly enjoyed reading this play. Your cartoons in the Evacuation Number were very well drawn, but why not scatter them through your magazine instead of having them on one page? “THE ORACLE” — Manchester High School, Man- chester, N. H. We find your magazine very interesting, especially your January, 1930, issue. Your geographi- cal distribution of the Literary Department was very original and each individual article in the above de- serves much credit. Your “Knocks” is a great success, in our estimation. “THE JUNIOR PIONEER” — Henry Lord Junior High School, Fall River, Mass. One who reads your ‘‘Observatory Notes” learns a great deal about your school in general. “THE RED AND BLACK” — Stevens High School, Claremont, N. H. We found the “History of Stevens High School” exceptionally fine reading. Your cut heading of the Alumni Department is worthy of much •commendation. “THE LION” — Burdett College, Boston, Massachu- setts. “Mamie, the Office Martyr” was most amusing and also, very cleverly written. We’d dislike, very much, to have to test the vocabulary of the author of Djibu.” “THE ENFIELD ECHO” — Enfield Public High School, Thompsonville, Connecticut. “The Solid Gold- fish” was one of the most interesting stories that we have read. The “History Without a Title” made a big hit with many of us here in Somerville. “A St. Valen- tine Romance” was written very cleverly and the char- acters seemed real. “THE PINE NEEDLE” — Rapid City High School, Rapid City, S. D. You have a school paper from which one is able to learn a great deal about the routine of your school activities. “THE ORANGE ‘R’ ” — Roseburg High School, Rose- burg, Oregon. Your editorials are most interesting, but don't you think that a short story, here and there, would boost your paper a bit? “THE PROFILE” — Manchester High School Cen- tral, Manchester, N. H. We almost envy the Profile “Miss” that visited a projection room, although we could just about picture it, through the article. “Thea- tres” is a most unusual department to find in a school paper, but we enjoy it and think that the reviews are well worth everyone’s attention. “THE JABBERWOCK” — Girls’ Latin School, Bos- ton, Mass. Your cartoons are very clever, but we would like to suggest that instead of putting all on one page, you scatter them through your magazine. “THE PUNCH HARDER” — Punchard High School, Andover, Mass. Don’t you think that if you shortened one of your editorials and added another, this depart- ment would be more interesting? Your Literary De- partment is excellent. “Rostrum,” we found very amusing. We also think that a few more jokes would not do any harm. “FULGOR” — Hartford High School, White River Junction, Vermont. “Languages” is a most original idea, but what about the Spanish language? We find it missing from this department. — And also many others which the Editor hasn’t room for. §PO ?T z TRP WJ'ntTTysz SonewiLLE tfo£(V thc — simmcmw 0P'(9JQ- THE TROfW - WHICH (JODERWCLC will Receive sooectAS3-wevf 54 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR ALUMNI 1930 THE following S. H. S. graduates are at- tending schools and colleges as Fresh- men :— Erdine Hinckley, Muriel Young, and Vera Tripp at Katherine Gibbs Secretarial School. Evelyn Gilmore and Eleanor Sullivan at Sim- mons College. Robert Whittaker at Tufts College. John Lyle and Sedley Dunlap at Dartmouth College. Alice Macy at the Vesper George School of Art. Helen Anderson, Marjorie Batson, Louise Cassidy and Edith Herue at the Chandler Sec- retarial School. Elizabeth Wichnan, Alice Waters, and Arthur Rodge at Boston University. Elizabeth Coleman, Doris Carson, and Kath- erine Riley at Radcliffe College. Olive Heuermann at Bradford Academy. Ruth Adams at Wheaton College, and Con- stance Kenney at Jackson. Harold Young at Northeastern University, and Robert Clark at Harvard College. Marion Cotter at Miss Wheelock’s School. NOTES William Smith is at Massachusetts Institute of Technology. George Masked and Helen MacDonald are working for the John Hancock Life Insurance Company. Mary Perry is employed by the John C. Paige Insurance Company, of Boston. Dorothy Gerry is working in Filene’s. 1929 Gertrude Connell is employed by the Wal- dorf System, Inc., of Boston. Mildred Wade is working for the Wilson- Hcdgkins Engineering and Sales, Inc., of East Cambridge. Thelma Perry is employed in the Somerville Hospital office. 1928 Thomas Card is a Sophomore at Bowdoin College. 1925 Robert Card is a Senior at Bowdoin. Ma: “What’s the matter, dear — sick ?” Pa (waving telegram): “Just a slight touch of the son.” SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR Ask the Iceman Professor: “When water becomes ice, what is the greatest difference that takes place?” Pupil: “The price, sir.” The class in public speaking was to give pan- tomimes that afternoon. One frosh got up when called on, went to the platform and stood per- fectly still. “Well,” said the professor after a minute’s wait for something to happen, “what do you represent ?” “I’m imitating a man going up in an eleva- tor,” was the quick response. —Colgate Banter. Mistaken “Let’s stop here — this is a girl’s school.” “Oh, no, it can’t be. Didn’t you see the sign, ■“Slow School Ahead”?” —Boston Beanpot. “But, father, what am I to do without a rid- ing habit?” “Get the walking habit.” —Notre Dame Juggler. “Kingsford-Smith Visits President, and Leaves Wash.” —Baton Rouge State Times. Usher (to cold, dignified lady): “Are you a friend of the groom?” The lady: “Indeed, no! I am the bride’s mother.” “Audrey, will you marry me?” “I told you ‘no’ last week.” “Good heavens! Was that you?” —Exchange. Teacher: “Why in your prayer do you only ask for your daily bread, and not enough for a week?” Johnny: “So we can get it fresh every day.” —Pathfinder. Ralph was sporting proudly a new shirt when Tom asked: “Ralph, how many yards does it take for a shirt like that?” Ralph: “I got three shirts like this out of one yard last night.” —Boston Amercian. Bridget: “There’s a man at the door, mum, with a parcel marked C. 0. D.” Mrs. Newbride: “Tell him to take it back, Bridget, I ordered salmon.” —Boston American. Boy (going to business college): “Do you think you can get me a good position when I graduate?” Professor: “Yes, if you’ll agree to start at the bottom and wake up.” Teacher was trying to illustrate different adverbs as applied to speed. Walking across the room very rapidly, she turned and asked: “Now, children, how would you say I walked then?” All in chorus, they shouted: “Bow-legged!” Tillie: “Admiral Byrd should run for public office.” Millie: “Why?” Tillie: “They’d never be able to beat him at the polls!” 56 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR Who Can Answer This? If a Hottentot tot taught a Hottentot tot to talk e'er the tot could totter, ought the Hot- tentot tot be taught to say aught, or naught, or what ought to be taught her? 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Manuscript must be accompanied by necessary postage to insure its return. Term , g.75 i� er Year Entered as third class Single Numbers, mail matter at Boston P. O. IS cents SOM Kit VILLI' 5 JOURNAL PRINT EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chief IRIS D. RUGGLES, ’31 Associate Editors BURT A. KELSEY, ’31 IRVING MURRAY, ’32 Exchange Editor IRENE WARD, ’31 Poetry Editor GERTRUDE FERRARA, ’31 Class Editors EMMA E. GOULART, ’31 RALPH WATT, ’31 IRVING MURRAY, ’32 SHERMAN LEVENSEN, ’32 RUTH CARTER, ’33 LAURENCE PARR, ’33 Alumni Editor VIRGINIA KAERCHER, ’31 Athletic Editor MARDROS YACUBIAN, ’32 Humor Editor VIOLETTE FORTIN, ’31 Managing Editor WARREN C. RUSSELL, ’32 Assistant Advertising Manager DAVID YOUNG, ’33 Assistant Circulating Managers JOHN HAMILTON, ’31 ELEANOR BATES, '31 VIRGINIA SAVAGE, ’32 Faculty Advisor ELIZABETH F. LEACH Faculty Treasurer LAURENCE A. SPRAGUE Assistant Faculty Treasurer ELIZABETH M. WELCH Library Editor RUTH MORRIS, ’31 Staff Artists AMLETO CAMPAGNA, ’31 CHESLIE D’ANDREA, '31 MARGARET DIOSY, ’31 BARBARA ROHNSTOCK, '31 TABLE OF EDITORIALS 68 “TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRIST- MAS” 69 Arnold Pedersen, ’31 “SWEET ARE THE USES OF ADVERSITY” 70 Maurice Fishman, '32 HITCH-HIKING IN CANADA 71 Howard P. Horsman, ’31 THE GANG 72 Burt A. Kelsey, ’31 LETTERS FROM THE ORIENT 73 Francis X. Rooney CONTENTS FRIENDS ABROAD 74 Clifford Stamper, P. G. W A N T E D: E X CIT E M E X T 74 Pauline Bruneau, ’33 THE HOUSE A SKETCH 75 Kathryn Goddard, ’32 POET’S CORNER 76 LIBRARY DEPARTMENT 77 CLASS NOTES 78 EXCHANGES 81 ALUMNI NOTES 82 SCHOOL NEWS 83 ATHLETICS 84 FLASHES OF HUMOR 86 88 STREPITUS DELENDUS EST! HAVE you ever stopped a moment in the hurry and confusion of your daily life, stood perfectly still, and really listened to the noise going on around you? If so, you have realized what an incessant, relentless, dis- turbing factor noise is; a factor to which you have grown so accustomed that you are scarcely Aware of it except by its absence. Even here in school it exists to a high de- gree. Of course, much of it is due to outside forces over which we have no control — auto- mobiles, electric cars, horns, bells, and innum- erable other causes characteristic of the mechanical, machine age in which we live. But there are certain other causes which we CAN regulate. For example, the incessant rustling in a classroom due to wandering attention; Xhe many unnecessary conversations between pupils during recitation and lecture periods; the continual dropping of pencils and slamming of desks that mark the careless person; the tumult in corridors attendant upon filing; the clatter of plates and scraping of chairs in the lunchroom. All these, to quote an authority, “affect the whole mental condition, prevent con- centration of mind upon daily work, scientific investigation, or theoretical thinking.” To misquote Cato, “Noise must be stopped!” if we are to derive the best good from our daily school work. But how can we stop it? This same question, on a larger scale, is con- fronting thinking, efficient men all over the world today. Perhaps we can help in that na- tion-wide movement to check noise, by doing so in our own school. “Study to be quiet and to do your own business” might be a good motto for us all to learn —and practice. Let Us try it! I. D. R. POETRY WE print the following as an interesting illustration of a student's own inde- pendent thought expressed spontane- ously in a written examination. The class had been asked to comment upon the quotation by John Drinkwater to which the student makes reference. Although we do not necessarily need to accept his decision in the matter, the view- point is so original that we are glad to call it to the attention of the readers of the Radia- tor:— “John Drinkwater said: ‘It is magnificent to encourage the reading of poetry; but I am not at all sure that it is a good thing to encourage the writing of it.' ” I think that I agree with the above state- ment. To read a poem is to enrich one’s mind with the beautiful thoughts of others. To write a poem is to enrich the mind of another in our own humble way. Poetry is too beautiful and tender a piece of work to tamper with. If we are to write poetry that will be a worthy con- tribution to the world’s most beloved and hon- ored art, we must beautify our own thoughts. For indeed, poetry is art; art which has come down to us from the ages, from the time of the early Greeks to our own. C. T., '32. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 69 “TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS” By Arnold Pedersen, ’31 NEW YORK CITY is a wonderful place to visit on Christmas Eve. Everywhere one sees excited, happy throngs hastening homeward, pushing and jostling one another good-naturedly. Last-minute shoppers, their arms burdened with bundles, elbow and plow their way through the crowds toward subway entrances. Numerous Santa Clauses stand on street corners, and brilliantly-lighted store win- dows, decorated in red and green, complete the holiday picture. But to Carlo, watching the milling crowds from the lofty windows of his hotel suite, all this merriment seemed to be taking place in another world, a world far more exciting and interesting than his. He was utterly bored by all the luxuries that surrounded him and re- sentfully discontented at the regulated plan of his daily life. For the past two years all he had done was to ride from city to city on dusty railroad trains, playing his violin nightly in crowded concert halls. Only his uncle, who had advertised him as ’The Boy Prodigy,” and his eternally worried, distracted aunt had been his companions. Now this twelve-vear-old boy was dissatisfied with all his advantages. He longed to be out with the crowds, to breathe the crisp, cold air, and above all, to enjoy free- dom. True, he was to play at a concert to- night, but the prospect of an evening’s free- dom was very tempting. Gradually the temptation overcame Carlo. Slipping down from his perch on the window seat, he ran over to the closet, put on his coat and hat and crept quietly out of the room. To avoid detection, Carlo went down the back stairs and out of the hotel through the ser- vant’s entrance. As he was walking along the passage leading to the side door, he overheard some waiters, talking in the corridor of the hotel. “Say, Louis,” Carlo heard one say: ‘T served a supper tonight to that kid violinist in 416. He was looking out the window, when I went in. and he sure looked glum. He must have a tough life, eh?” “Yes,” answered the other voice, “it isn’t natural for a kid to be cooped up like that. He’s the original ‘poor little rich boy.’ ” The men were right, Carlo reflected bitterly, as he walked on; he was just that, a “poor little rich boy.” Once gaining the streets, however, all Car- lo’s gloomy thoughts were banished from his mind. Crowds swarmed along the sidewalk, cars filled the street. Completely happy at last. Carlo joined the moving throng and drifted along with it. On and on he walked, not one shop window escaping his attention. In a short while, Carlo, reveling in this unac- customed freedom, realized that he was lost; but he was too happy to care. He found himself at last after about an hour’s walking, in a district where there were no brightly-lighted homes or shops and no crowds of well-dressed people. Dark, drab ten- ements lined the streets, poorly-clad men and women slouched dejectedly past him. Trucks rumbled by in the street, and overhead, the thunderous elevated trains clattered along. Poverty was a stranger to Carlo, and he gazed with wonderment at the depressing appearance of the district. Becoming aware that the burly policeman across the street was eyeing him suspiciously. Carlo turned quickly down a poorly-lit side street. Then, as he hurried along, over the dis- ant rumble of the elevated trains he could hear lovely violin music being played somewhere near at hand. The sound seemed to come from a shabby dilapidated barn that he was pass- ing. Curious, he drew near. The doors being open, he stood on the threshold and peered into the empty, evil-smelling interior of the stable. The sound now seemed to come up through the stable floor. He kicked the straw away from a crack in the floor and peering through it, saw the feeble rays of a lantern illuminating the cel- lar. Carol opened a trap-door in the floor and clambered awkwardly down the steep flight of stairs to the cellar. As soon as his eyes had become accustomed to the uncertain light, he could see a crippled boy of about his own age, seated on a bale of straw, staring at him with round, frightened eyes. “What do you want?” asked the boy bravely. “I was just passing by and heard you play- ing your violin,” answered Carlo reassuringly. “Oh, do you like violin music?” the boy asked, his face lighting up. “Yes,” replied Carlo, “I was brought up to love music.” By this time the boy was all smiles. “Climb up on this bale with me and I’ll show you my violin,” he ordered Carlo. As Carlo clambered up onto the bale of straw, he noticed someone bundled up in blankets, ly- ing in the corner of the cellar. Then the boy proudly showed him his violin. In itself the violin was a wretched affair but Carlo diplo- matically praised it as being one of the best he had ever seen. Then Carlo, his curiosity getting the best of him, inquired as to whom the person sleeping in the cellar corner might be. “It’s Nina, my mother,” answered the boy, his face clouding rapidly. “She’s been sick for over a month now,” he added sorrowfully. 70 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR “And you haven’t anything to eat?” Carlo disked incredulously. “Very little,” replied the boy. Carlo hadn’t believed that there could be any one so unfortunate as this in the whole world. Naturally, in leading his own narrow life, Carlo had never come upon any real pov- erty and as a result, he couldn’t quite under- stand the position of the boy and his mother. He only felt that something must be done to help his friend. Perhaps, since the boy liked to play his violin so much, he might be able to show him some new violin pieces. “What was that piece I heard you playing?” he asked the boy. “That was just a piece I composed myself,” the boy answered modestly. “But here is a piece that I’m trying to learn,” he continued, showing Carlo a soiled sheet of music. Carlo recognized the piece as one he had learned long ago. Realizing that here was a chance to at least please his crippled friend, he picked up the shabby little violin and tuned it. Then Carlo began to play the violin as if it had been a Stradivarius, playing it as he had never before played his own. Its sweet strains filled the gloomy hovel and brought life HE COUL D HEAR LOVELY VIOLIN MUSIC. V________________________________________ and hope to the hearts of its occupants. The eyes of his friend glistened in the dim light as he listened with rapt attention to Carlo’s playing. From classical pieces, Carlo swung into the Christmas carols and not until he had played every piece in his repertoire did he finish his performance. By this time the boy was speechless with admiration and the little figure under the blankets applauded weakly. But now, he could hear the bells of a near-by church chime eleven o’clock. Reasoning that if he was ever to find his way back to the hotel, he would have to leave now, he bid his friend goodby. But before he left however, he managed to place an expensive ring, which had been given him by a wealthy admirer, on the violin. As he was leaving he took special no- tice of the street number of the building, just in case, as he told himself, he should have need of it for future reference. Carlo made his way back to the corner where he found a big, genial, traffic policeman who was just coming off duty. As soon as Carlo had told him of his predicament, the officer good-naturedly offered to escort him back home personally. And, as he trudged alongside the big policeman, Carlo resolved to ask his friend, Guido, the violin teacher, if he couldn’t use his newly-found friend as an assistant. Queer, how light Carlo’s heart felt, although he knew certain punishment awaited him. After all, there is something in helping a poor friend, he mused, a quiet little smile of contentment and happiness playing over his face. “SWEET ARE THE USES OF ADVERSITY” By Maurice Fishman. ’32 IT was exactly two weeks after Christmas. Mrs. Arnold stopped her knitting to think, “It was a sad day for the children when Santa Claus disappointed them.” Well, maybe tonight’s surprise would make up for it. She put away her knitting to prepare lunch for the children. Nancy and Jim soon came home from school. They rushed through their dinner. Eager to be out playing in the snow, they went right out after they had eaten. They had no sleds. Mr. and Mrs. Arnold couldn’t afford sleds — not with coal at sixteen and a half dollars a ton. At three o’clock Tom came in dragging an old Christmas tree behind him. Mr. Helmar had given it to him, for shoveling the snow away from his grocery store. Tom and his mother set the tree in the parlor. While Mrs. Arnold decorated the tree with some red crepe paper, Tom ran over to the large apartment house on the corner to see his father’s friend, the janitor. The janitor often found toys, which had been thrown out by the richer chil- dren as useless. The janitor gave Tom a few toys and Tom hurried home to fix them. Mr. Arnold had fixed most of the other toys. He could fix almost anything. While Nancy and Jim were eating their sup- per, Tom and Mr. Arnold brought the toys into the parlor, and arranged them under the tree. The children came in after they had finished supper. It would be hard to describe their joy. They didn’t notice that the tree sagged, the sled’s runners were not steady, the doll’s arm was broken — they only knew that Santa Claus, though a little late, had not forgotten them. Don’t forget to return to school January 5, after the unusually long vacation. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 11 HITCH-HIKING By Howard I . THE only true way to see the open country, the mountains and forests, and to meet people of other localities is by hitch- hiking. In a brief account I wish to relate to you my experiences in this high art of “bum- ming.” It was on the 14th of July, 1930, that my chum and 1 undertook our new and novel ex- perience. We would walk awhile, then ride awhile. Some rides we worked for, helping un- load trucks, and once we helped a salesman. He would go inside a store and sell, or try to sell, his spark plugs, while we would rush out with hammer and tacks and nail up advertise- ments all over the front of the building. Our two big problems were eating and find- ing places to sleep. Being as conservative as possible we ate only when good and hungry. Sometimes we would go from a good breakfast of “ham and eggs” until the following morning when we would have another “ham and eggs.” Finding places to sleep was even more diffi- cult than finding food to eat. As long as I live I shall never forget the night we spent in the police station at Quebec. It was our first night in that city. We had no idea at 10.30 P. M. where we were to put up. The “Y” was full, no empty fields presented themselves, and no rooming houses were available, so, as the last resort, we asked an officer what we should do. He instructed us to go to the station, saying that the sergeant at the desk would fix us up. We told our story to the sergeant. “Surely, boys, right this way,” he said. Imagine our amazement when he opened the door of a cell and said: “Here you are. When you wish to get out in the morning just yell, I’ll be in the ad- joining room.” Saying good night he locked us in and departed. There we were — in a cell for the first time in our lives, with a bewildered expression on our faces, wondering if it were true. We had one blanket for both of us and two old, hard, worn-out, wooden benches on which to sleep. The cell was cold and damp, with a very musty odor. It was useless even to try to sleep. We heard every hour strike from the clock in the steeple across the street. Between three and four A. M. a half-dozen drunkards were placed in. or rather thrown in, the cell next to ours. Some were on the floor sleeping and snoring; some were sitting on the bench talking and yelling and some were on top of the ones on the floor. Amid this confusion the night wore on. At daybreak we decided the best thing to do would be to get out of that contemptible place. It was 5.30 A. M. and we yelled as in- structed, and at 7.30 A. M. we were still yell- ing and shaking the iron bars of the door. Pac- IN CANADA Horsman. 31 ing back and forth in our cell as true convicts, we had almost come to the conclusion that we were to be guests there for some time, when, at last, the officer permitted us to leave. Be- lieve me, it took us but a very short time to get away from the vicinity! Barns were our favorite places in which to sleep for they were warm and pleasant. One night was spent in a wheat field and when morning came we found ourselves wet with dew. Another night we spent upon the clean floor of a power station with slickers under u and our friend the blanket, over us. While in Quebec we saw the Plains of Abra- ham and had a magnificent view of the St. Lawrence River. The houses there are set very close together as you picture those of old France, with old iron railings and stairs, which give a very ancient appearance. Montmorency Falls are a beautiful sight. Nearly a hundred feet higher than Niagara Falls, these drop directly into the St. Lawrence River. Montreal is a very modern city similar to Boston in several respects. It has a common,, although it is not as large as ours, new build- ings and big department stores. Our trip between Montreal and Toronto was most interesting. A few miles from Montreal we saw the Lachine Rapids and learned that two fellows, the day before, had gone over them in a canoe and made the trip successfully. We stopped at Kingston, the West Point of Can- ada, and inspected the college grounds. At Toronto we wandered down to the water and' got a splendid view of Lake Ontario. It is so- large one would almost believe it to be the ocean. Exceptionally broad streets and fine buildings are much to this city’s credit. Our next stopping point was Niagara Falls: and what a sight it was! The roar can be heard at least a half mile away. Because of the depth of the water coming over, it appears to be of different colors. It lands with a ter- rific splash and white foam is all that is visible. We hiked across New York state along the Mo- hawk Valley. It was cherry season and the branches of the trees drooped to the ground' with shiny, dark red cherries. On through Vermont, New Hampshire and back to the White Mountains, and our sight- seeing trip was completely over on July 28, 1930. Just two weeks had elapsed when we re- turned home, weary and exhausted, but happy, nevertheless. Aren’t you proud of the Dartmouth trophy? Wouldn’t one on the other side of the door look nice? 72 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR THE GANG By Burt A. Kelsey. 31 JOHN ERWIN, the newly-appointed district attorney, had no reason to fear a ruthless gang, but he was slightly perturbed as he glanced at a small card which lay on his desk. It was an ordinary calling card, but written on it in red ink was the following:— WE WANT $1,000,000 OR DEATH —THE GANG His first thought was that it was some sort of a hoax. He passed it by, — paying no more attention to it. On the following day he received a similar card, but it was the following message that made him wish he was just a plain citizen. It read: “We are desperate. Unless we receive the money by noon today your life will be worth nothing.” It then gave directions as to where to leave the money. It was signed by the gang. Resolved to beat them at their own game, Erwin called Inspector Blake, a type that would do justice to S. S. Van Dine's great de- scription of a “dick.” Erwin gave Blake in- structions as to where to have the men sta- tioned and then busied himself preparing a fake envelope. Erwin glanced at his watch, thirteen minutes to twelve. He rose, pocketed the fake envelope and was just about to leave the office when a gruff, deep voice made him stop in his tracks. “Don't move! I’m armed.” “Thought you were pretty smart trying to beat us at our own game, but it doesn’t work. Fork over those papers!” A petrified attorney reached into his coat pocket and produced the envelope. “Face the wall and keep those arms well over your head,” growled the voice. “Don't move if you intend to be an old man. So-long and thanks a lot for the envelope, Mr. District At- torney.” Then came a moment of awful silence. Erwin with his hands still well above his head, moved a little and finally turned about. A gale of laughter broke up that murderous moment. For instead of facing a notorious criminal with a .22, he saw a gang of young fellows. “Jack! Bob! Jim!” was all the attorney could say. “Well,” spoke one, “you sure are white!” “That was a good one,” said another. “Well, — what, — say, what is this all about?” gasped Erwin. “About? You ought to know.” “I don’t understand. Don’t you realize I “We realize you’ve been the victim of a joke.” “Joke, nothing,” cried Erwin, “a gang of “Sure. We’re the gang.” “What! You’re the gang? Not really. We'll say that is a joke, and it’s all on me. My old school-mates trying to test the new district attorney!” The laughter which followed was interrupted by:— “Hey! I’ve been waiting for the gang. Erwin, and I want ’em.” It was Blake. “Oh, Inspector, I'm sorry, but the joke is on you. Boys, meet one of the force’s most bril- liant statisticians of crime deduction. Inspector Blake.” With this speech Inspector Blake was willing to go without capturing the gang; he is still figuring what the joke was that was on him. Is everyone going to the football dance to-night? Even if you did not attend the games, this is one way of supporting your school athletics. Let us resolve to really keep some of the New Year’s resolutions that we make this year. We think that our band and football team made a splendid showing on the stage of the Capitol Theatre two weeks ago. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 73- LETTERS FROM THE ORIENT By Francis X. Rooney Ateneo de Manila, Manila Philippine Islands, November 16, 1928. My dear Jack: How strange it seems to be writing a Christ- mas letter in November! Yet it must sail from the Orient this week in order to reach you for Christmas. For days it must plunge and toss over the China Sea; must touch at China and Japan; steam across the rolling Pacific; thread its way through the Hawaiian Islands, climb the towering Rockies and speed eastward to you. And how I would like to be inside that letter. But, back to the Orient. You would find a strange, strange Christmas if you visited us here. How vividly I remember my first De- cember in the tropics. At home you have bit- ing winds, whirling snow, and a white world about you; here we have summer in December, with warm breezes, a burning sun, and a green world. You have the Christmas tree; we have the palms. You enjoy tobogganing and skating while we dash around the baseball field and dive into the warm Pacific! Swimming at Christmas? Yes, Jack. Almost every day in December I enjoyed a swim at our tropical beach. But even if the external Christmas is differ- ent from yours at home, the spirit is the same. It is the day of Christ and Bethlehem and tra- dition. If you could spend a Christmas here, you would understand what I mean. Christmas is a village holiday and every person turns out for the occasion. One custom that I saw was quaint and touching. On Christmas Eve the village band assembles, and the people gather behind it. Then the parade starts. They march to a house and stand silently in front of it. As the crowd waits, one of its members knocks at the door. There is no answer. The door remains closed. There is no welcome, “no room at the inn.” This is repeated from house to house until the church is reached. Again they knock. They wait a moment. And then the doors swing open. Music pours forth. Here is a welcome! Here is room for the Babe of Bethlehem! And all joyously enter the church for the Mass of Christmas. At the front of the church is the crib. And here again we have the Orient. No snow sur- rounds the manger. The crib is not pictured as cold. It is a mass of warm, living green, with graceful palms bending over the sacred figures of Jesus, Mary and Joseph. How strange this is to us, for we always thing of Bethlehem as cold and bleak. But it was midnight when the real Christ- mas came. I will never forget that first mid- night mass in the Orient. It was as if I were- carried back to Europe in the Middle Ages. Just picture yourself threading the narrow streets of Paris on Christmas Eve, six hundred years ago, pausing before the beautiful cathe- dral, slowly mounting its steps, and passing in- to the reverent hush of the great church. That was my Christmas. Right from the midst of the old Spanish Walled City, pushing up boldly above the protecting fortifications, towering high above the puny houses and narrow streets, rises the Church of San Ignatio, built by the Spaniards and called the Gem of the Orient. Massive stone gates lead to its court; stately palms shelter its steps; music floats from its open doors; — and we are inside. San Ignatio! Among the first items on the tourist’s card is this famous church. And rightly is it called the Gem of the Orient. Its air is hushed and reverent. Its towering altar is commanding. The massive pillars, the can- opied pulpit, the arched ceiling, — all are ex- quisitely carved from Philippine mahogany, a rich dark brown wood, beautiful and costly. Polished statues and gleaming panels reflect the hundreds of candles that flame from the high altar, while the whole sanctuary is buried beneath tropical palms. It was the Spaniard who brought this architectural gem to Oriental shores, this inspiring church, breathing the art of medieval Europe and the devotion of early Christendom. And what a cosmopolitan gathering. Brit- ish officers from the destroyer in Manila Bay, native women in their picturesque dress, French naval officers and sailors with their colorful uniforms, Spanish senoritas in rich shawls, Americans, men and women, Chinese in their loose flowing garments, — all gathered in. the historic church of San Ignatio. But now to vacation! Of course Christmas- means no school. Oh, if you were here, Jack, what fun we could have together. A December dive into the warm Pacific — with a sharp out- look for playful sharks, drives through villages- of nipa huts and gaping children and scamper- ing goats, a sail up the tropical rivers beneath over-hanging palms — what a time we could have. And what sights you could see in Old Manila,, the Spanish section. In this quaint walled city the girls from the Spanish schools take their daily walk “en masse” through the crooked’ streets and along the palm-shaded walks. What is most unusual is that each school has a dis- tinct dress of a certain color, and all pupils, must wear that same uniform. One school has a dress entirely of pink. Another has a whiter 74 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR «dress with a blue sash. Still a third wears a white middy blouse and a blue skirt. And what a picturesque sight it is to see one of these processions of two or three hundred girls, walking two by two, all dressed alike, tiny six- year-old tots in front and the line gradually growing in height up to the senior girls at the •end. Such sights carry you back to Italy and the romantic tales of F. Marion Crawford. Life is indeed rich here in novel sights and experiences. Who knows, Jack, but that you may sometime join your wandering college •chum! And now let me send my best wishes for the coming season. May your Christmas be filled with every blessing, and may the Divine Infant give you richly of His peace and happiness. That is my wish for you. Sincerely, Frank. FRIENDS ABROAD By G. C. S., I . G. AN interesting and educational pastime is that of writing to boys in other coun- tries. It is not an expensive pastime, as each letter costs you only the postage, which is generally five cents, and a little time, and in return you receive letters telling you about the customs of the country from which the let- ter comes, along with postcards, coins, stamps, newspapers, and almost anything that can be put into an envelope. Their letters are always written in English, no matter what their native language may be. These letters are not only always interesting but are often amusing. Some of the mistakes that these boys make are funny and some are puzzling. One boy, in Japan, wrote the follow- ing to me in his first letter: “I am a nineteen boy in Japanese, but may be called a seventeen boy in your land!” He was referring to his age, but I have been unable to find out the exact meaning of this sentence. In another letter this same boy wrote: “I am now very short in hairs as the symbol of boys in Japan but intend- ing to make them prolong in the near future.” Figure that one out! One boy, in Egypt, with whom I have just started to correspond, admits that he is good- looking. He writes: “I have a beautiful face with two fine eyes and yellowish hair.” Some pupils of this school think that they have a long day and a lot of studies. This is what another friend writes: “I have school «very day, except Sunday, from eighty-thirty o’clock to four-thirty o’clock. My studies are English. French, German, Physics, History, Zoologi, Mathematics, Botany, and Danish Lit- erature.” A boy that I have corresponded with about two years, living in Holland, wrote this to me in August: “Cannot you send us, perhaps by means of the wireless, some sunshine? It is very long ago since I have seen the sun, and I nearly can remember how it looks. I read in the newspapers that people in America are longing for some rain, every day. It is now al- ready six or seven weeks, that we don't see something else than rain, rain, rain. And to- day, I’m sitting home, writing my letter, and the rain is falling down, making such a clatter- ing noise, that I have sometimes even troubles with hearing what I’m writing.” Evidently when it rains in Holland, it resembles a flood. In the two years that I have corresponded with boys in other countries, I have collected many postcards, coins, photographs, and other things. Almost every letter brings something new. One boy sent me fourteen snapshots in one letter! A friend in India, discussing a certain inci- dent, wrote, “Please don’t mind it anything, and let the matter go to the dogs.” Which proves that while he is not excellent in English, he knows his “American Slanguage.” WANTED: EXCITEMENT By Pauline Bruneau, ’33 {fry HIS is absolutely the deadest place I was ever in,” complained Freda. That was exactly what 1 had been think- ing, for the past half hour, but as I was Freda’s guest, I did not voice my opinion. “There hasn’t been any excitement around here for a week,” she continued. “Anything would be better than just sitting on these steps all day.” At this moment, however, peacefully eating his dinner in the barn nearby, was our excite- ment, but we didn’t know it. “We should have gone into Memphis this morning with your mother, Freda.” “What! Catch me getting up at five o’clock to go to Memphis. I wouldn't get up that early to go to Boston.” “Well, you’ll have to, if you’re going back with me,” I reminded her. ‘“If is right; we have to ask Dad yet.” “Well, young lady, what do you want now?” Mr. Stone had come out in time to hear Freda’s remark. “Oh, I’ll tell you some other time, Dad. Please help us out. We are trying to think of something exciting to do, and can’t think of a thing. We’ll both pass out if something doesn’t happen soon.” “Well, suppose you try out the new saddles that came this morning,” suggested Mr. Stone. “Why, that’s great! Come on, Polly. See you later, Dad.” We raced to the stable, where Freda quickly saddled the horses. “You can ride, can’t you, Polly?” she asked. “Well—er—why, yes, a little,” I replied. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR “Oh, it’s lots of fun,” said Freda, helping me into the saddle. She had given me the gentler horse so she said, and away we went. About a mile from the house, every now and then, we came upon rudely built bridges. These bridges were hardly more than a few boards thrown across the road. There were quite a number, and as we neared them it was neces- sary to slow up the horses, although they were not going very fast, — mine especially. We rode for about four miles, then turning our horses around, started homeward. My horse had been anxious to speed up for some time, but being a little frightened, I held him back. We were about half way home when sud- denly a large paper bag was blown across the road. Startled, the horse began to jump side- ways, then springing forward, he dashed full speed ahead. Scared nearly to death, I some- how managed to hold on. How, I still don’t know. In my fright I had dropped the reins and had no control over the plainly frightened horse. We were nearing one of the rickety bridges and the horse had not slackened his pace. What could I do? I certainly was frightened! Over the bridge leaped the horse and I was lifted nearly two feet out of the saddle, returning with a hard thump. On he raced to the next bridge. My stomach felt as if it would turn inside out any minute. The house came into view, and then, horrors, I thought of the big bridge under construction a little distance from there. Instead of going straight on as I expected, the horse turned up the driveway and stopped short. Taken by surprise I turned a complete somersault over his head and made a perfect landing on the hard ground. The horse turned off to one side and contentedly chewed at the grass, just as calm as if nothing unusual had happened. I picked all that was left of me up, and waited for Freda. That night we both agreed that we had had all the excitement we wanted for a while. THE HOUSE — A SKETCH By Kathryn Goddard, 32 RIGHT in the heart of a bustling city it stands, a ramshackle old colonial house. It was once the finest house for miles around, having broad sweeping terraces cov- ered with an emerald carpet. When the heir to the family fortunes took for his bride the charming daughter of a country squire the house was pleased, and on the day of the wed- ding when the villagers flocked to the Manor she spread among the guests a feeling of peace 75- and harmony radiating from her own content- ment. Some of the more cynical may ridicule the idea of a mere house being able to influence human beings. Ah me, how I pity these. Have you ever spent a comparatively long time in a distant spot, mayhap in a whirl of pleasure? There comes a time when even with gayety at its height there rises before you a picture of home which fills you with a longing to re- turn. You hasten back to the dear old place where you first saw the light of day, where every stick of furniture has some story con- nected with it. Some of the stories are happy ones such as- the now battered piano brings to mind, around which many a crowd was wont to gather with you singing a high soprano, until that fate- ful day when your voice broke and you retired from the field in great confusion resolved to cultivate a “basso profundo” and astonish those who had laughed, at your remarkable vocal powers. Some of them sad, as that brought to mind by the vacant rocking chair in the sitting room, mute testimony of the departure of the queen from her throne in which she sat and from which she ruled her loving subjects. How true are those words of Kilmars “The only reason a road is good is because of the homes to which it goes.” In the midst of the din and traffic the old house stands patiently awaiting her doom at the hands of ambitious land owners. But she is not sorry, she wishes rather to hasten her doom, for the soul of the House has fled, and the many rooms are but empty shells contain- ing echoes of the past and the House is tired and cold. Of what use is ghostly laughter to- a house whose stairs have creaked to the pat- ter of baby feet and whose walls resounded with merriment and joy? DAYBREAK By Arline Merrill, '33 I see the sun peep o’er the hill Framed in a sky of softest rose. Its golden rays so bright and still Rouse Nature from her calm repose. And now to greet the coming day Gay heralds of the morn appear, Trilling their joyful roundelay With blithesome notes so sweet and clear. Proud Chanticleer lifts up his voice Proclaiming loudly: “Lo! the sun.” All Nature wakes now to rejoice To see another day begun. '7G SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR DECEMBER DAYS By Boy Pearson, 31 •Sweeping winds and sombre skies and clouds of cheer- less gray, Storms of snow and hail and rain and drifts of vir- gin white, Ice-clogged streams and ponds forlorn and skaters’ laughter gay, Youth-tilled sleighs and tingling bells oft sounding through the night. The warmthless glow of radiant sun, o’er fading hills alone, The piercing chill of waning day the bitter cold of night, Lonely cliffs and windswept crags and towering walls of stone, Star-filled skies and brilliant moons, then morning’s frosty light. Upon this world of mortal man, the Master of us all. Has drawn uncounted scenes of chilling winter’s days and nights. May we never fail to answer nature’s beckoning call! May we never cease to marvel at December’s wond- rous sights! KINGS OF TODAY By Burt A. Kelsey Kings are we! We travel far Following e’er that brightest star The Star of Destiny. What our gifts? The finest gold, Most precious jewels ever told Our youth, our energy. Frankincense we offer, too Our prayers, our hopes, our love so true To Him, our Saviour King. Myrrh - our trials; sorrows, tears, Struggles, disappointed years At His feet we lay. Gifts indeed! He knows our strife, Loves, appreciates each life, Will bless accordingly. Lay them down, and rest beside The Baby King this Xmas-tide The Babe of Bethlehem. Peace on earth, good will to men The Angels’ song shall then again Bring love and life to you. MY AUNT By Nona Lockman, ’31 I have an aunt who sits By a closed window and knits. When she doesn’t knit, she sews, And by her window, the gay world goes. She doesn’t know it’s there; but why Should she sit and let it pass her by? Why does she not seek to find What is in the world she left behind? Does she not hear the call to leave Her chair and yet unfinished sleeve? To go out in the world and be A part of it with you and me? I do not know nor can I say, Why she lets the world go by this way, . And not go with it, but sits By a closed window — and knits. IF YOU COULD By Gertrude Ferrara, ’31 If you could cast away the pain, The sorrow and the tears, And let the joys alone remain From all departed years; If you could lay the burden down And recollect the song, What think you, would you be as wise, As helpful, or as strong? If you could lay the burden down That bows your head at whiles, Shun everything that wears a frown, And live a life of smiles — Be happy as a child again, As free from thoughts of care — Would you appear to other men More noble or more fair? Ah, no! We all must do our part And carry all our load, Rejoice to share with every heart The roughness of the road. Turn not to thinking over much Of pain and grief behind, But glad to be in fullest touch With God and human kind. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 77 THE LIBRARY DEPARTMENT CHRISTMAS! rT is a good thing to observe Christmas Day. The mere marking of times and A seasons when men agree to stop work and make merry together, is a wise and whole- some custom. Bui there is a better thing than the observance of Christmas Day and that is keeping Christmas. And if you can keep it for a day, why not always? — but you can never keep it alone.” — Henry Van Dyke. Fortunately one seldom is alone on Christmas for that is one of the days universally remem- bered, or at least in the Christian world. Fam- ilies gather and enjoy the day together. The details differ in almost every country but at heart it is essentially the same, a day of glad- ness and good cheer. The youngest child is happy, the older ones are young in heart again. America has her mistletoe and evergreen tree from the ancient Druids who worshipped them. Jolly old Santa Claus, of northern origin, is the slightly changed St. Nicholas, whom the early Dutch settlers brought here. In place of the missing wooden shoe we hang up our stockings, or did when we were younger. The church took over this old festival in about the second century and made it of religious sig- nificance. For the modern fete of the church, candles, electric perhaps, but none the less beautiful, are placed in windows as the wax ones of old. They were supposed to guide the Christ-child who, in the guise of a beggar or an unfortunate person, sought aid on that night. The trees, the evergreen or pine, are gaily decorated with tinsel and bright ornaments which shine and glow. The house is decorated with holly, and bright ribbons adorn the wreaths at the win- dows. The delicious odors of turkey and “the fixins” vie with those of the mince pies and plum pudding. The feast is in preparation for the family which is soon to gather around a heavily-laden table. There are many beautiful superstitions about the “Eve.” In many places there is the com- mon belief that the power of speech is given to birds, beasts and flowers on that night. In the German Alps it is believed that cattle can speak on Christmas Eve but death is the pen- alty for those who, unbelieving, listen. A story is told of a servant who didn’t believe this legend. To find out, he hid in his master’s stable one night before Christmas and listened. When the clock struck twelve he heard one horse say: “We shall have hard work to do a week from today.” The other answered thus: “Yes, the farmer’s servant is heavy and the way to the church- yard is long and steep.” The servant was buried a week from that night. This is but one of the many popular stories. What shall I give for a gift? On Christmas we think of others and we send gifts to our friends. Wrapped in charming paper and tied with a bow they are our tokens of affection and remembrance. What could be more ap- propriate than a book? There is much in cur- rent literature of interest. But, somehow, the old friends are very dear to us, too. Dickens, with his charming Christmas stories of “Merrie England.” And there is Kate Douglas Wig- gins’ “Christmas Carol.” Van Dyke has some exquisite stories, unexcelled as gifts. This too, is the time to enjoy the spirit of the day by reading for yourself the old stories, which never weary or bore one. 0. Henry’s Gift of the Magi” is a touching short story and there are also tales from Washington Irving’s, “Sketch Book,” and his “Bracebridge Hall.” For a New Year’s resolution why not resolve to read more beneficial, broadening literature? With this thought we leave you to enjoy a very Merry Christmas and a most Happy New Year. 78 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 1931 This being a Senior is not all it is made out to be by any means. We lord it over the “Sophs” and Juniors but we can’t lord it over the teachers! At the Poetry Club meeting Mr. Avery had some very loud competition from the band. The club was very dubious as to who would win out but Mr. Avery settled that very definitely in his favor, by exiling the band to the gym. (Please note the distance of the exile.) Mr. Avery never does things by halves!! Now that Emma Goulart, Irene Ward and Everett Day have been elected to the Senior Play Committee, something will be started pretty soon. The play should be successful with so much dramatic ability to choose from in this class. Suggestions Wanted Something ought to be done concerning the traffic jams every morning at the corner of School street and Highland avenue. The installing of light signals might do it but we doubt it very much. Probably our traffic squad might come in handy there, who knows? Football Boom 31 boasts of having a team captain, to say nothing of an All-Scholastic man, Winn. Did everyone see the big write-up in the Globe about our “Abbie Booth,” who is none other than Kurken Jeremiah? The Suburban League title crown looks very much at home on our team. Why shouldn’t it? The Subur- ban League ought to make us a permanent gift of it. “Nicky” Vitiello’s long speech made a hit with every- body at the rally. At the Game We would like to know whether Paul Maynard took lessons in drum majoring from the policeman or whether the policeman took lessons from Paul? Did everyone see Miss Somerville in all the papers? Didn’t she look a lot like our vice-president, Grace Sumner? Congratulations We are told that the pencil sharpener in Room 27 has been provided every night with a paper cover “to keep off the dust.” To Whom It May Concern: In regard to the remark made in the last issue that the elections of the proctors had been duly performed although some of us still don’t know what for. Pardon, but can she or he by any chance BE a class proctor? Miss A., after witnessing the first play presented by the Players’ Club, was asked to criticise it. She re- fused with this excuse — that she knew the cast too well. We wonder! Famous words heard in Room 324: “Why hook here?” It is a great pity more people didn’t know about the “Geek” versus “0. P. S.” football game. It cer- tainly was a big success for the “Geeks” who won 19—0. Do you wonder, with all “Geek” officials? Somebody wants to know if the B. U. stickers on cer- tain cream-colored Fords stand for “Be Useful.” If somebody is in doubt as to what to give Horan for Christmas, Mr. Alciere suggests a rattle! The class editors wish to take this occasion to wish everybody a Merry Christmas. Mayor Russell and Mayor Murphy shook hands and made speeches at the Rindge game but due to the very loud cheering nobody heard what they said! Too bad, it might have interested both sides. Three guesses? What keeps Messer Pearson and Gladys Smith busy in their Wednesday study period! All three are right! David (Muscles) Conway, of Room 24, is busy pre- paring for his debut as an amateur wrestler this win- ter. 1932 This is the month they break the bank to buy this or that for this or that—person. But somebody is bene- fited. For instance, when you and I are eating nails (and even at that, probably FINGER nails) to make up for past extravagances, the department store own- ers will be sunning themselves on Miami Beach. Grrrrr! Grrrrr! How did you like our article in the last issue? Not to be personal, but we had Roger Carpenter in mind when we wrote it. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 79 Did You Know That: James Kaup may be seen in the balcony of the Somerville Theatre every Friday night, the first row — from the back. Willis Carter is now vending shoe laces. Ed Fiola drives his 1492 flivver with the ease of one moving the Woolworth Building. Robert Cammon has been promoted to the rank of corporal in the army of the unemployed. Here Is the Last Space Filler She: “Do you like meat balls?’' He: “I don’t know. I never attended any.” One: “Did you get my letter?” Two: “I never received it!” Same One: “You didn’t?” Same Two: “No, and besides I didn’t like some of the things you said in it.” Extra! Here is the score of next year’s Rindge game, be- fore it starts. The score will be 0 to 0 — before it starts. A geometry teacher was explaining a point. He said: “Now John has three apples and I have two. He gives me one and I —” John interposed: “Stop, it’s all a fraud. I have no apples!” John Hart, in case you don’t know, is trying to grow a moustache. If he has real success, he promises us that he will enter the cough drop business to conquer the realm of Smith Brothers. David O’Brien is still around. Dave is quite a poet. At least, here is his latest conception of poetry: One, two, three, four, Five, six, seven, eight, Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, Sum is seventy eight. This is so funny that I nearly died laughing. (Now say it isn’t funny enough. Stick, to it. You’ll see the point yet!) Anyway, A1 Lussier and his partner in crime, Fourth Mate Cammon of the good ship Sunk, recently attended a sorority dance. That is, the last five minutes of said dance. One dollar and a half apiece for three minutes of waltzing. Am I laughing! Well, what did you think I was doing, making funny faces ? Uf)S Tve- M ir seroffe- ctMsrmr, WO BLC thro TH3 (-)ousn, HOT ft cReerupe- UAT HOTBUGH ft- nouse—. fibe jyoe r y£S ucft£ t)U(vG 6V rue cHinfti y UMTH HOPiftie- sfttar ftUCK UJOULO tfoorvQeTHeffe. 80 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR Yule-month that, O ignorant Senior, is what December was called by our Saxon ancestors. More- over, they even went so far as to call it Mid-winter month as well. Oh, there is no limit to this man’s knowledge! The gag of the month follows: Oral theme day drew ’round (as oral theme day does) in a certain English class, finding the hero of our tale sorely perturbed because he was scheduled to expound his theories be- fore his classmates, and apparently he’d mislaid said theories. Then came the dawn, “I shall speak,” said he, “on the ‘Two-Squash Man.’ ” Accordingly he passed in a slip of paper with that, as the title of his theme, written on it. Unfortunately, through some miscalculation he forgot what he had named his theme. Thus after he had delivered a good theme on dipso- mania (it’ll pay to look that up), he was asked: “What about the ‘Two-Squash Man’?” Stunned by the ignor- ance of some people, he declared: “Oh, I forgot that part ” Now, look for the hidden thought in that joke. (All right, perhaps it isn’t a joke!) Thousands of people will want to know who the unfortunate hero was. And how will they find out? By looking in a previous Radiator for mention of the Two-Squash Man.” Said previous Radiators may be bought in Room 311. Yes 1 know. But, it is hard times. Even class edi- tors have to stoop to selling magazines. New’ Year’s is always the time for making revolu- tions, I mean resolutions. (Revolutions being saved for the more hallowed time after the distribution of repoit cards.) It is with this thought in mind that I, Percival, make the following silver-plated sugges- tions: — Our teachers might resolve to be easier on the marks, lighter on the homework, and to attend and support school athletics. We, as pupils, might take home the burdensome lug- gage of one book per night, cease hitting teachers unless in self-defence, and PASS IX SOME CLASS And with that coup de grace, it becomes my duty to inform you that you won’t hear from us again till next year. Yours, with best regards to Santa Claus. -Two class editors — on the run. 1933 Howdy folks! Marchin’ into your midst again with another batch of home-cooked — ger! that sounds like something I’ve heard before! Oh, oh — and we Class Editors are supposed to be original. Oh well, we’re only Sophs — so can you blame us? Now that we’ve been here a whole quarter we’re beginning to think we know’ something about the place. By the way, some of us may be small but we don’t like to be either stepped on or run over! Please go easy. Many of us are stunned because of the oc- casional bumps. Just think what we’ll be like when we’re Seniors! How kind hearted these T. S.’s are! We were in a desperate hurry to get to a class when up popped one of those nice, sympathetic T. S.’s, having good intentions, of course. He made us walk around him three or four times, each time making us more and more late for class. He ended up by putting us in the most crowded part of the passing line and eventual- ly we arrived at our destination to find the class al- ready well begun. Incidentally those T. S.’s are Juniors and Seniors. Oh, these divine interruptions! A train passing by outside is the best anyone could wish for while reciting, for it gives one time to think. But when the train happens to be a freight of about JO to 50 cars and you know’ what you are reciting—! Some nice names appeared on the honor roll. We wonder who the people are and why we haven’t met them. Here’s to those who made maximum credit! Would that we were among them. And here’s to the ones who made credit. But why waste sympathy on the above when those who made neither need it more? Now the Red Cross donators are wearing those bright little pins. Very snappy — meaning the pins, of course. Bright Boy: “Oh, teacher, have you seen my oral theme? I left it on your desk this morning.” Days of rain, sleet, ice, snow , or what have you — I’ll take vanilla if you haven’t got strawberry — will soon be in evidence. Then hark ye to the merry ring- ing of no-school bells.(?) Now a light breaks on us. We see what proctors are for — to read proclamations during the much-abused special period when we are trying to study. Guess there isn’t much love lost on aforesaid proctors. What about the English teacher who wanted us to write something PERSONAL for our themes? Tsk-tsk, etc. Speaking of the queer odors that come from a chem- istry laboratory and the odd noises we hear in some language classes what about the things some people bring to biology. We’re still wondering whether or not they cook them. The band may be good — in fact it is — but we certainly think our drum major can walk all over any we’ve seen! Congratulations to him for the fine man- ner in which he has led the band at football games. Boy, how he can step! Talk about your curves and figure eights - - it has us all breathless. Mr. D—n—h--e: “What is Cyprus?” Bright pupil (?): “A Persian king.” SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 81 We wish all our Exchanges a prosperous, as well as .a Happy New Year. “THE ECHO,” Winthrop High School, Winthrop, Mass. The column “Through the Years” is very orig- inal and interesting. Your Exchanges are very well written. “THE PARROTT.” Rockland High School, Rock- land, Mass. We enjoyed “Modern Versions” because it was so cleverly written. “A New Planet” was an un- usual method of introducing the Seniors and their class. “THE IRON LIFE,” Cambridge, Mass. Welcome! In looking over our Exchanges of past months, we find that you are a new-comer. We are most happy at this time to welcome you. “Soliloquy of a Fresh- man” went over big with many of us here in Somer- ville, as well as “Schnityel,” “Would Like to Know.” Your October issue certainly was newsy. ‘SCHOOL LIFE,” Melrose High School, Melrose, Mass. Your Poetry Corner is unique and the poets of Melrose High School may well feel proud of this •department. “THE VOICE,” Sharon High School, Sharon, Mass. Your cover on the October issue was quite different and neat in its appearance. Of all the interesting and •original events that we have ever heard or even read of, your “Lollypop Party” heads the list. It must have been very amusing. The author of the “Senior Breakfast” must be very interesting; at least, this is how the article impresses us. “THE CURTIN JUNIOR CITIZEN,” Curtin Junior High School, Williamsport, Pa. Your magazine as a whole, is very well planned. You are to be compli- mented on having such a large Honor Roll. “THE DISTAFF,” Girls’ High School, Boston, Mass. “Mis Inkwye ’Rir” is most amusing. How can one ever think of such names? The “Happenings Column” is a delightful manner of introducing school news. “THE NODDLER,” East Boston High School, Bos- ton, Mass. On looking over our Exchanges of last year, we find a Christmas issue of yours which we think is unusually clever. Your editorials of this is- sue are amazing, for the simple reason that they are interesting. As a rule, editorials are far from inter- esting. “THE TATTLER,” Nashua High School, Nashua, N. H. We rather like the idea of your “Faculty” ar- rangement. It is something we have not discovered before. “What Students Read” is a most unique man- ner of presenting book reports. These book reports, incidentally, arc very cleverly written. The “Specta- tors” was quite droll. “THE SLATER PIONEER,” Samuel Slater Junior High School, Pawtucket, R. 1. Your magazine is very well arranged and we like the column form. Your department headings are well suited for each individual department. “THE SHUTTLE,” High School of Practical Arts, Boston. Mass. Your Literary Department is one of many that we have read lately and it certainly proved to be the most interesting this month. “THE CONY CUE,” Cony Cue High School, Augusta, Maine. We lately discovered your Christmas issue of last year and we find it to be deserving of much com- mendation. The department entitled “Gags” is very original. Such a quantity of jokes! How do you do it? “Caesar As I Knew Him” was comical and yet, how true to fact! How many of us know him this way? I wouldn’t care to give an estimate. “PINE WHISPERS,” Richard J. Reynolds High School, Winston Salem, X. C. The editor of “Snap Out of It” is to be congratulated. This editorial made a tremendous hit with our staff. Any student reading it should pause and reflect. We think you are quite brave to criticize your school so honestly. Our newest exchange is of special interest to us as it has travelled a long way. It is the school magazine of the Holt School, Liverpool, England. We hope to have more to say about our ambitions to go atraveling ourselves, in the next issue of the Radiator. This note is inserted as a word of greeting to our new transal- lantic acquaintance. “Three Little Words.” Oh, yes, you know what they are: “Stay After School.” Heard in Miss A.’s English class: “What book are we to study next?” Miss A., speaking hastily: “Hot Stories” by S’Haw- thorn.” Andy: “I had an awful time with Amos last night.” Kingfish: “Amos who?” Andy: “A mosquito.” —Lehigh Burr. 82 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 1930 Amy McLaughlin is a bookkeeper for Gorin’s Department Store. Louisa Wright is employed by the RCA Ra- dio Tube Company, Jamaica Plain. 1929 Pauline McNaught is a Freshman at Portia Law School. Mary Gradoni has been elected president of the Sophomore Class at Portia Law School. Alvaro Silva is a Sophomore at Bryant and Stratton. Hazel Tamlyn is employed by the Boston and Maine Railroad. Doris Yirovec is employed by the Highland Trust Company. Arthur Graham has received his letter for football at St. John’s. 1928 Katherine Falvey has been elected president of the Junior Class at Portia Law School. Jean Yacubian is employed as secretary to Judge Winer. Catherine Field is a Junior at Portia Law School. 1927 Helen Aikens, secretary of the Class of 1927, graduated from the Peter Bent Brigham Hos- pital, November 21, 1930. 1926 Ralph T. Mathews is instructor of mechani- cal engineering at Duke University, Durham, North Carolina. Pauline L. Gerald is teaching French and Latin in the high school of Ashby, Mass. Dorothy E. Myers is teaching English in the high school at Deep River, Conn. Gladys A. Pingree is teaching in the Junior High School in Lunenburg, Mass. Frances L. Mendell is a cadet teacher in the Somerville High School. Dalphine E. Berg is a cadet teacher in the Brown and Lowe Schools. Elena Ivaska is a cadet teacher in the West- ern Junior High School. 1925 Roger Van Iderstine is with the Somerville Savings Bank. Phyllis A. Applin is a teacher of science at. the Fairhaven High School, Mass. Howard A. Lincoln is teaching at Dean Acad- emy, Franklin, Mass. 1924 Eben T. Colby is teaching history at the Es- sex High School, Mass. Elizabeth Maddison is teaching in Swamp- scott High School. 1922 Theodore R. Coyle was married to Miss Dor- othy E. Knox on August 19, 1930, at Somer- ville. Now that report cards are out and the agony and misery that accompanies them is over, maybe the Senior Class will recover and start to plod harder or maybe we should say — play harder? It may seem to us that the school year has haVdly commenced hut, apparently, some of our teachers feel differently. We received quite a shock last week when we heard one teacher seriously remark, “Thanksgiving is over, New Year’s Day will soon be here; it is almost June.” CLASS MEETINGS THE first Senior Class meeting was held November 14, in the auditorium. Mr. Doolin, re-elected class president, spoke about the various things we have done since we entered school as Sophomores. He then in- troduced the three other re-elected officers who gave talks to their class. The treasurer’s speech was in the form of a report. The following motions were made and voted: (1) that we have class dues amounting to 25c this year as in previous years, (2), that the Senior Class of 1931 have a Senior play, (3) that the committee for the Senior play be elected by popular vote. A JUNIOR CLASS MEETING was held November 25, 1930. After a brief in- troductory speech by the Senior Class president, James Doolin, each of the Junior Class officers, Robert Hayes, Jeanne Stackpole, Irving Isinger, and Phyllis Atkinson, addressed the assembly. Following this, the treasurer’s report was read and accepted and the meeting was ad- journed. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR cs: CLUBS THE POETRY CLUB was fortunate in hav- ing Mr. Avery as its first guest speaker of the year. He introduced poetry as the subject of his talk, classing it with art, music, and culture as being rich beyond all comprehension. After reading various defini- tions of poetry from “Adventures in Amer- can Literature,” he concluded by reading a number of his own poems. Among them were Optimism,” “Why,” “At Night,” and “His Club.” All of the poems were of unusual in- terest to the club members, but the two which particularly appealed were “His Club,” and “Christmas.” The remainder of the hour was spent in the reading of original poetry and in the discus- sion of the following statement by John Drink- water: “It is magnificant to encourage the read- ing of poetry; but I am not at all sure that it is such a good thing to encourage the writing of it.” All of the original poems were of great interest. The two outstanding ones, however, were “The Beginning of the End,” a story of the defeat of Napoleon in Russia, by Julia Sapa- roff, and “The Wreck of the Alice C,” by James Smith. M. C., '31. THE EAVESDROPPER WELL!! Well!! I’ve been at it again. Slipping in here and there, eavesdrop- ping. On Thursday, December 4, passing 315, I just slipped in to attend the Prose Club meeting. Mrs. Nash, whom Pm sure most of us know, rendered a delightful group of songs and monologues. Due to the illness of a very prominent mem- ber of the cast of the proposed play, Miss Gou- lart announced in its stead a skit, which was given by Helen Wellington and Frances Allen. This was my first experience at the Prose Club; I was very much benefited and enter- tained by attending this meeting. I think that I shall tip-toe in again. THE BOY’S GLEE CLUB holds its weekly meetings on Thursdays in Room 315. At present we are working, with the aid of Mr. Whittemore, on Christmas carols. Next month we plan to begin the study of new selec- tions. The club has need of several more boys who can sing upper parts. ________________________________E S THRIFT Hv Rac I). Anderson, ’32 IT was for the purpose of encouraging the habit of saving, teaching the pupils of the City of Somerville to be thrifty, and of lay- ing a more solid foundation for good citizen- ship, that the High School Bank was reorgan- ized in January, 1926. The growth of the High School Bank very clearly shows the manner in which the pupils have accepted the habit of thrift. But the ac- ceptance was only characteristic of the Som- erville High School students. Deposits have been continually on the up- ward trend. This is shown by the fact that in 1924-1925, prior to the reorganization of the bank, $2,112 were deposited with 11.2$ of the pupils participating. After the reorganiza- tion $10,160.67 were deposited, with 77.5' of the pupils participating. In 1929-1930 the total sum of $17,715.40 was reached and the high record of 93.3' enrollment was established. The High School Bank serves as a main office for the banking system of the schools of Som- erville. Approximately two hundred pupils, who have elected commercial subjects, under the leadership of Miss Weisman, effectively and diligently carry out the affairs of the entire school banking system. An idea may be gained of the volume of the work accomplished when it is known that dur- ing the last school year almost one hundred thousand dollars were deposited and over three hundred and forty thousand transactions were handled. Thrift is too often associated only with the idea of saving money, but there is a broader meaning to thrift. Thrift, as defined by the dictionary, is “care and prudence in the man- agement of one’s resources.” We may practice thrift in the school by de- riving the most benefit from the periods alloted for studying; also, by using to the best ad- vantage our leisure time. By showing proper respect for, and taking care of the school prop- erty we are also practising thrift. The pupils who are acquiring the habit of thrift will be very grateful later when they can grasp such opportunities as present themselves. The Somerville High School may well be proud of its student body because of the way in which it has supported the thrift idea, which is but ;m (‘vident e nf its aims and ambitions. FOOTBALL PERSONALS MACK MacKENZIE broke his wrist in the Lynn-English game, and was unable to continue playing this season. Winn’s work has been wonderful this year, and he has been picked for the All-Scholastic first team. William Chesterfield broke his knee in a prac- tice scrimmage. Joe Regan, who was on the All-Suburban team last year, has been picked for the All- Scholastic second team this year. The following players have received honor- able mention in Boston newspapers: Danny Lynch, halfback; Billy Manning, fullback; Alec Plummer, center; Jimmy Doolin, tackle; Nick Vitiello, quarterback. SOMERVILLE SECONDS DEFEAT EVER- ETT SECONDS, 19—0 ON November 7, “Eddy” Jeremiah’s squad defeated Everett, 19 to 0, and played a splendid game. Ryan, halfback, scored the first touchdown. Gianantonio, fullback, scored the other two touchdowns for Somerville. These two players starred for the Red and Blue. SOMERVILLE DEFEATS BROOKLINE ON Saturday. November 8, Somerville de- feated Brookline, 16—6, at Dilboy Field, before a crowd of 3,000 people. It was Brookline’s first defeat of the season. The Red and Blue gained a two-point lead when Hootstein, of Brookline, stepped offside on an attempted punt. Hootstein blocked a Somerville punt on our thirty-yard line and went around Somerville’s right end for a touch- down. In the third period Captain Vitiello ran around Brookline’s right end to their twenty- yard line. With four plays Vitiello carried the ball over for a touchdown and kicked from placement. In the fourth period Winn recovered an at- tempted forward pass on Brookline’s seven- yard line. With two plays, Lynch went over for a touchdown. Vitiello kicked from place- ment. The game ended with Somerville in posses- sion of the ball on Brookline’s twenty-yard line.. Manning, fullback; Lynch, halfback; Vitiello,. quarterback; Winn, guard, and Lydon, half- back. were the outstanding players for the Red and Blue, while Hootstein, fullback, and Kelley, tackle, starred for Brookline. SOMERVILLE LOSES TO QUINCY ON November 20, Somerville Cross Country team was defeated by the state cham- pions, Quincy. A new record, 12 minutes, 15 seconds, was established by a Quincy man. Gilbert, Somer- ville’s star, although defeated only once be- fore, was three yards behind the winner. The Somerville Cross Country team has won the Weymouth, Wakefield, and Winchester- meets. SOMERVILLE HIGH LOSES TO STATE CHAMPIONS ON November 22, in one of the best school games played around metropolitan Bos- ton this year, Lynn English High School, holder of the state championship, beat Somerville High, holder of the Suburban League championship thus far, 19—13, on Lynn Stadium Athletic field. In the first period Lydon, our star halfback, made several twenty-five yard runs. This, brought Somerville to Lynn’s five-yard line. With two plays. Vitiello made a touchdown. In the second period Lynn English found it hard work to gain through Somerville’s line, so- resorted to forward passes. A long forward from McGovern to Jannell gave Lynn the ball on Somerville’s five-yard line. It took Lynn English four downs to carry the pigskin over the goal line. In the third period Lynn English took ad- vantage of their aerial work. Moriarty, Lynn star back, hurled a thirty-yard pass which re- sulted in a touchdown but he failed to get the- point on a placement kick. In the fourth period “Danny” Lynch kicked! to Moriarty, who caught the ball on Lynn’s, forty-four-yard line. On the first down Mo- 85 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR riarty hurled a forward pass. Hussey caught it on the fifteen-yard line, ran for a touchdown, and kicked the point. A short pass was attempted, Vitiello to Lynch, which placed the ball on Lynn’s one- yard line and Jeremiah went over on an off- tackle play for Somerville’s second and final touchdown. Vitiello kicked the point from placement. The game ended with Lynn in pos- session of the ball on Somerville’s forty-three- yard line. SOMERVILLE WINS CHAMPIONSHIP SOMERVILLE HIGH tied with Rindge Tech- nical School, 0—0, in their annual Thanksgiving game played before 8,500 people on the Dilboy Athletic Field. Thus Som- erville High completed its 1930 season and won the championship for the second successive year. Mayor John J. Murphy, Mayor Richard A. Russell, of Cambridge, Mr. John A. Avery, Mr. Everett W. Ireland, Mr. Walter P. Sweet, members of the school committee, and members of the board of aldermen, were interested spec- tators. Somerville made more first downs than Rindge and was in Rindge’s territory through- out the first half, but could not score a touch- down. In the third quarter a Somerville punt was touched by Saurausky, the Rindge punt catcher. He fumbled and it was recovered by Winn, Som- erville’s sturdy guard, and became Somerville’s ball on Rindge’s ten-yard line. With a series of penalties, Somerville lost the ball on downs on Rindge’s twenty-five-yard line. In the last period Billy Manning, our star fullback, broke away for a forty-yard run, and was brought down by a safety man. Neither team had any luck with forward passes, and Rindge failed to penetrate beyond Somerville’s forty-yard line. Captain Vitiello, quarterback; Manning, fullback; Winn, guard; Plummer, center; Stevenson, guard, starred for the Red and Blue, while Captain Sarausky. quarterback, was the outstanding player of Rindge Tech. TRACK THE following pupils were awarded track letters for the indoor and outdoor season of 1929-30: Captain Hale, Manager Wales, Davis, Dellicolli, Jones, Nagle. Hudson, Gilbert, Captain-elect Morrison, Plummer, Shiere, Chute, Mazzaro, Traniello, and Doncas- ter. Some of these boys plus plenty of reserve material will be seen in action under the cap- able coaching of Mr. Rooney in a few weeks. Warren Wales, ’31. I SIMPLE MUST ASSIGN'YOU HOMEWORK TO DO DURING- THE CHRISTMAS YACATioh. Someone is always taking- The joy out of lifct Portrait of a popil HELPING A TEACHER TO DO HER XMAS SHOPPING- IN O TO G£T A PASSING MARK? Vi 1 MOST UNDESIRABLE G Ffl 'Season's (bo i Greet i k 8G SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR Mother (teaching arithmetic): “Now, take the Jones family. There’s mamma, papa, and baby. How many does that make?” Bright son: “Two and one to carry.” Ho: “So you graduated from the Barbers’ University? What was your college yell?” Bo: “Cut his lip, Rip his jaw, Leave his face Raw! Raw! Raw!” Welcome Sight A detour sign on the way to the dentist. Tough Break Mrs. Idlechat: “I know Mrs. Gadabout wouldn’t be satisfied in heaven.” Mrs. Tiltnose: “Why not?” Mrs. Idlechat: “Well, she couldn’t send post- cards back to her friends saying, “Wish you were here.” Jones Gives Him the Trot “Jones, old man!” “Well?” “Could you lend me a fiver?” “I don’t know. What security can you give me ?” “Security ? The word of an honest man!” “That’s reasonable. Bring him along some time.” “I spent last summer in a very pretty city in Switzerland.” “Berne?” “No, I almost froze.” Hammond: “I can read my wife like a book.” Hallet: “I’ll bet you can’t shut her up as easily.” Ashe: “And you say you lost control of your car?” Beeche: “Yes, I couldn’t keep up the instal- ments.” Legitimate Kick Prison Governor: “You say you have a com- plaint to make? Well, what is it?” Convict: “There ain’t enough exits, sir.” Naturally Mistress: “Did you water the rubber plant,. Dora?” Dumb D.: “Why, no, ma’am. I thought it was waterproof.” The teacher was instructing the class in the use of familiar phrases. On the blackboard she wrote the words, “Nota Bene,” and asked if anyone knew their meaning. For a long time there was silence, and then a little boy stood up: “Please, teacher, I know,” he said, “ ‘Not a bean’ is what father says- when mother asks if he has any money.” Beating Him to It “So you are a painter, eh?” muttered the- stout man at the exhibit of a struggling land- scape artist. “Well, I’m a banker. And would you believe it, I haven’t been to an art exhibit, for ten years.” “That is nothing,” returned the artist, “I. haven’t been near a bank for twenty years.” First Man: “What kind of leather makes the- best shoes ?” Second Man: “I don’t know, but banana skins; make the best slippers.” Seen ’Em? Mr. Newlv-Rich: “Plus Fours.” Mrs. Newly-Rich: “Plus Furs.” If all the saxophone players in the world' were laid end to end, they would still insist on playing the “St. Louis Blues.” Teacher (in geometry): “So even if there were bumps in the road the centre of the wheel would always be the same distance from it.’” Mechanical Johnny: “What if you had a blow-out?” SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 87 W€ vthey_ Report Y W Hot ToJom � Cold .i Rait (jcaieSi Health Hints OuaYenrtSMILE vMoe«rA«m INCASE OF INCMGESTIOn TAKEONE reA P(X?HFtW.OF CAftOOUC ACIO.VOUWILL OE AMAZED AT THE rtCSULTS WHICH A ?E OOUNO TO FOLLOW IRY£M M5niLt. XSMILE SAY5THAT flESULT.5 OF H LITTL HEALTH HINT5 HAVtf DEEM HOSTGRATIFflflO THC CHARGE. OF THE.LIGHT GflIGADL. CHAIRS TOTHE. RlGHTOF THEM, CHAIRSTOTHE LE.FTOF THEM, WINDOWS IN FRONT OF THEM „ HOP Is)1 TUMP INSTRUCTRESS WILL Atvcn . cnTucn 'tLL: SAY THAT THEY HAVEALLTHE LECTURE OIV'WHAT PHYSICAL QUICKLY THE.Y FILLED THE. EL, THREADS IN HAND AND THAT THE L? i EAT 7h,s''LnoiT lN5lMT-T5K- HAS bee. the oojEcroF mew con«� r. 5 HUNWLdT to A Neighbor’s Observance It was the day of the school concert, and the audience consisted chiefly of proud parents .anxious to see their children perform. One of the items on the programme was Master John Adams, who was going to recite. Striking a bold attitude, he began: “Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears! At this point a mother turned to a woman sitting beside her. “There! That is the Adams’ boy,” she said, tartly; “he wouldn’t be his mother’s son if he wasn’t trying to borrow something!” Saleslady: “Now here’s a lovely sentiment, ‘Merry Christmas to the only girl I ever loved.’ ” Freshman: “That’s fine. I’ll take five — no, six — of those.” —Northwestern Purple Parrot. “Out of my way, wretch, I’m riding to the hounds.” “Give us a lift. I’m going to the dogs my- self.” “What usually follows a snow storm?” “A snow-plough.” ■—Northwestern Purple Parrot. Wife: “John, the house is on fire!” John (sleepily): “Well, go shut off the fur- nace. There is no use wasting coal.” —Cornell Widow. A young barrister, taking his first case, had been retained by a farmer to prosecute a rail- way company for killing 24 pigs. He wanted to impress the jury with the mag- nitude of the injury: “Twenty-four pigs, gentlemen. Twenty-four, twice the number in the jury box.” X x X Y : : : s : : i : t i : i : i : : i ♦ V V • vv V VVVVV ••• ••• ••• •••• • %• •J % %• ••• %• Tel. Somerset 1794 We Deliver Durning p0 OUGHNUT DELICIOUS DOUGHNUTS — CUP CAKES 237 ELM STREET SOMERVILLE : : : : i : : A i, : f i i : : i : i : t, ! : : : : : : : t : : : LEARN PIANO JAZZ SWING BASS - FILLERS BLUE RHYTHMS HARRY F. HAGGETT (Pianist, Cash man's Bluejackets) Lessons, $1.00 33-A SUMMER STREET Phone Somerset 0008 DANCING HEINEMANN HOUSE 136 School Street, Somerville Select Social every WEDNESDAY and SATURDAY and every Holiday with Special features. HIGH SCHOOL CLASS every Friday, 8 to 11.30 with Orchestra ADULT CLASS every Monday, 8 to 11.30 with Orchestra Somerville High School’s Official Gym Outfitters (Camp SmppUrs, Jhtr. 38 CHAUNCY STREET BOSTON, MASS. inn’s QJakr lutrlmt The Home of the Famous Brownies BROWNIES—CAKES FUDGE CUP CAKES AT YOUR CAFETERIA 98-B HIGHLAND AVENUE SOMERVILLE Tel. Prospect 1543 : 3, I x x x Y x : : : : : : s x : : s i : X X : : s, : : s : t s : : : s : : : s : s, : : X : : I A x I v I s : I t t I I I I ♦ V I t : I Y | | : : J I I 5! § i A : : : : I : t HIGHEST QUALITY WARDS BREAD and WARD'S CAKE Made by Ward Baking Company L. A. Dewire Confectioner 48 CENTRAL STREET Somerville Tel. Somerset 4868 Telephones: Richmond 4980, 4981, 4982, 4983, 4984, 4985. Alfred Sears Co. Boston, Mass. DEALERS IN MUTTON, LAMB, VEAL, BEEF, PORK AND POULTRY We Make a Specialty of Serving Hotels, Restaurants and Institutions. 43-44 South Market St.—Stalls 11-15 Faneuil Hall .Market : A Y J A : : t : : Y Y A Y : Y : : : : : i : : X : X A A A A A : : A t A A : i : : : : A A : i X A A A : V A Y : : X •t A A ? A A A A A x A A : : A A : : A : A A A A A t Northeastern University DAY DIVISION SCHOOL OF ENGINEERING In co-operation with engineering firms, offers curriculums leading to the Bachelor of Science degree in the following branches of en- gineering: Civil Engineering Mechanical Engineering Electrical Engineering Chemical Engineering Industrial Engineering SCHOOL OF BUSINESS ADMINISTRATION Co-operating with business firms, offers courses leading to the de- gree of Bachelor of Science in the following fields of business: Accounting Banking and Finance Business Management The Co-operative Plan of training combines theory with two years of practice. It enables the student to earn his tuition and a part of his other school expenses. EVENING DIVISION (COEDUCATIONAL) An effective university education is available in the evening for high school graduates who for financial or other reasons cannot enter day colleges but must go to work following graduation: School of Commerce and Finance Grants B.B.A. and M.B.A. degrees. Specializes in accounting and business administration. Only 24.9% of graduates held executive positions on entering school; 71.9% now in major executive positions. Graduates outstandingly successful in C. P. A. examinations. Actual business problems the basis of instruction. School of Law Four-year course. LL.B. degree. Prepares for bar examinations and practice. Case method of instruction similar to that in best day law schools. A School of high standards adapted to the needs of employed men and women. Alumni outstandingly successful as lawyers, judges, business executives. GRADUATES OF SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL ADMITTED WITHOUT EXAMINATION Catalogs or further information sent upon request NORTHEASTERN UNIVERSITY A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A : : : : : A A : A A A A 1 A A A A : : : A A ;!; A A A A A A A A A A A A A : : A A A A A A A I A A A A : A A A : : A A :i: A A A � BOSTON. M ASSACHUSE ITS V i s, J : : : i t s s i i. : : s V : s s x : : 5 t i : s I t t s t, ; 1 t i t i X s i I i SUFFOLK LAW SCHOOL Founded September 19, 1906 FOUR YEAR COURSE - LL.B. DEGREE DAY SESSIONS: 10.00 A. M. to 11.30 A. M. 4.00 P. M. to 5.30 P. M. EVENING SESSIONS: 6.00 P. M. to 7.30 P. M. 7.35 P. M. to 9.05 P. M. Students may attend any division or transfer from one to another GLEASON L. ARCHER, LL. I)., Dean 20 DERNE STREET (rear of State House), BOSTON, MASS. Telephone Haymarket 0836 —Burdett College- FOR YOUNG MEN Burdett College offers Business Ad- ministration and Accounting Courses ns preparation for sales, credit, financial and accounting positions. FOR YOUNG WOMEN: Executive Secretarial. Steno- graphic-Secretarial. and Fin- ishing Courses as preparation for promising secretarial posi- tions. FOR ROTH young men and young women: Mice Manage- ment and Bookkeeping Courses as preparation for varying typos of office posi- tions. Previous ('.am mereial Training nal l(e inircd for Entrance [ PROFESSION I. “I Bl SIXERS SCHOOL I OF COLLEGE GRADE J Repeals I Is Recant menda - tion t hat young people con- templnting a business ca- reer finish first their high school course, later enter- ing college or business school as their fitness or need may require. Distinctive features of Bur- dett College are: personal attention able faculty ex- ceptional preparation—indi- vidual advancement desir- able student associates — placement service. Students attending come front univer- sities. colleges, high schools, and academies. Placement calls for graduates numbered 3110 the past year. BURDETT COLLEGE is interested in high school graduates farsighted enough to see that a high school edu- cation supplemented by addi- tional. more highly special- ized. training is tin best prep- aration for a useful business career. For illustrated catalogue-sent nit lion I obligation—address F. II. BURItKTT, President HANCOCK 6300 Now Bunictl College Building 156 ST I VRT STREET, BOSTON, MASS. WWWWW w WWW i i j t : t : j. i t i : : : Y : : i i : : i i Y : : : t i : : : i J I. : : : A t i t ,1, i i t i : I i i I : : : : : : : : i i : t BUSHWAY'S ICE CREAM I x t x i : A x x i, t. : Y Y : : t x x ,x. Y x s : x : x ! Y x i : x t i x x t x : 's’ X X .X. Y X, X X. Y Y x X, X X X .X. Y X X : .x. Y x. : x X Y : 1 x i X x u Served at your Cafeteria’’ Absolutely Pure J V J : : : : ;!• : Y : : ! 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YU It C IU aV N ID IL IE ID S CUE) «DIL , rrCMftlCN4l IKAININCr YClNtr HCMtN 5tCRf TAPIAL AND NORMAL 4 C O LI L V L % I NTENSIVE TRAI N INO-IN DIVIDUAL OU I DANCE CHARACTER AND PERSONALITY DEVELOPMENT ATMLLTIC AND SOCIAL ACTIVITIES FREE PLACEMENT BUREAU CHANDLER GRADUATES ARE ALWAYS IN DEMAND -FOUNDED 1863- | FOR CATALOGUE AND FURTHER INFORMATION ADDRESS ALAN W FL'RBER B.S. Dl RECTOR TM£ C HANDLER SCHOOL 161 MASSACHUSETTS AVENUE. B05TON MASSACHUSETTS EVENING- SESSIONS MON.ANO TMURS SEPT. TO APRIL The Best Cafeteria, the Best Food, and the Best People Patronizing It HOSTESS CUP CAKES AT YOUR CAFETERIA 2 FOR 5 CENTS WARREN KAY VANTINE But we are not all beautiful. Yet the skilled photographer can with his lights and screens bring out the BEST that is in all of us — can almost create beauty where there is none. ANYWAY, IT’S WORTH TRYING! WE’LL DO EVERYTHING TO PLEASE YOU! Special rates to Students and Their Parents. 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Today the housewife with a pen- chant for the imported groceries, deli- cacies, confections, perfumes . . . has but to sit at her telephone and order them from S. S. Pierce’s. Nearly every xteimier arriving from Europe i( the port of Iloxtou hritiKx xometliinic to S. S. IMeree’x for you. S. S. PIERCE CO. � : X X X X X X X X X X X X X X I : X t V i X X I : X X X x £ x : X x : : x •v X X : X X X V I : : : : i 1 : : : x T : : : : : : x t 2 i I I : : x I : x 1 A College for Women, in Boston Regular college subjects plus courses in secretarial science, teaching, and other vocational studies. 2 YEARS FOR DIPLOMA 4 YEARS FOR DEGREE Collpge enjoys all the advantages of l cing a separate college for women, with its own classroom buildings and dormitories, while, at the same time, it partakes of the many advantages that come to a department of a large university. For catalogue, address BOSTON UNIVERSITY COLLEGE OF PRACTICAL ARTS AND LETTERS T. LAWRENCE DAVIS. UL.D.. DEAN 27 GARRISON STREET. BOSTON Bubbles of Health COLONIAL PALE DRY GINGER ALE and Real Fruit Carbonated Beverages MADE FROM REAL ORANGES MADE FROM REAL GRAPES MADE FROM REAL LEMONS (Mutual Intmtyr (Cnmpmuj 141 Hampshire Street, Cambridge, Mass. University 0768 Porter 5820 x : : : : : x x : Y I Y x, ,x. .x, : : x. x : x x. x X Somerville High School Radiator Vol. XL Somerville, Boston, Massachusetts, January, 1931 No. •! The Somerville High School Radiator is published by the High School on the fourth Monday of every month during the school year, and only important news matter can be received after the first Thursday 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 on one side of the paper only, and sign full name. Communications, according to their nature, should be mailed to the editor, managing editor, or ex- change editor. Manuscript must be accompanied by necessary postage to insure its return. Terms, $.75 per Year Single Numbers, 15 cents Entered as third class mail matter at Boston P. O. SOMERVILLE JOURNAL PRINT Associate Editors BURT A. KELSEY, '31 IRVING MURRAY, ’32 Exchange Editor IRENE WARD, '31 Poetry Editor GERTRUDE FERRARA, ’31 Class Editors EMMA E. GOULART, ’31 RALPH WATT, '31 IRVING MURRAY, '32 SHERMAN LEVENSEN, ’32 RUTH CARTER, ’33 LAURENCE PARR, ’33 EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chief IRIS D. RUGGLES, ’31 Alumni Editor VIRGINIA KAERCHER, ’31 Athletic Editor MARDROS YACUBIAN, '32 Humor Editor VIOLETTE FORTIN, '31 Managing Editor WARREN C. RUSSELL, '32 Assistant Advertising Manager DAVID YOUNG, '33 Assistant Circulating Managers JOHN HAMILTON, '31 ELEANOR BATES, '31 ELIZABETH HALL, '31 VIRGINIA SAVAGE, '32 Faculty Advisor ELIZABETH F. LEACH Faculty Treasurer LAURENCE A. SPRAGUE Assistant Faculty Treasurer ELIZABETH M. WELCH Library Editor RUTH MORRIS, '31 Staff Artists AMLETO CAMPAGNA, '31 CHESLIE D’ANDREA, '31 MARGARET DIOSY, '31 BARBARA ROHNSTOCK, '31 TABLE OF CONTENTS EDITORIALS THE DOCUMENT IN THE CORINTH 100 THE VANISHING HORSE Florence Connolly, '31 105 WALL Julia Saparoff, '32 102 BRAINY Dexter B. Martin, '31 10G THE STORM 103 POET'S CORNER 108 Robert Ham, '33 LIBRARY DEPARTMENT 110 A GLIMPSE INTO THE PAST 103 CLASS NOTES 111 Benjamin Sawin, '32 ALUMNI NOTES 115 A PRINCE — FOR LUCK 101 SCHOOL NEWS 115 Annette Jervis, '32 EXCHANGES 116 A SAILBOAT IN STORMY WEATHER 105 ATHLETICS 117 Isabelle Parker, '31 FLASHES OF HUMOR 119 100 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR —---------------------- IN MEMORIAM HARRIET M. BELL Of her it was said: “She invested her life in the boys and Kiris of Somerville.” TO A BELOVED TEACHER HARRIET M. BELL You gave your loyalty; without reserve you gave, Faithful to every trust. Though difficult the race You cheerfully and not as duty’s slave Found strength to hold the pace against great odds. You taught your subject and so much besides With quiet courage, faithfulness and cheer — It scarcely seems to me that you have died Who bravely held life dear. . . . So many lives were richer just for yours Who ever shared your happiness with friends! The memory of such kindness long endures — It is not possible that all this kindness ends. Which has enriched our lives from day to day, And made us glad that you had passed our way. Elizabeth F. Leach. Miss Bell has taught in this city since 1904 and in this school since 1920. She has had in addition to her teaching, charge of all dra- matics, with advisory oversight over school and class activities. A rare teacher, a tireless worker, an inspirational director, loyal to her .school, beloved by teachers and pupils. No words can fittingly express our loss. John A. Avery. ESTHER PARMENTER WITH singleness of purpose, with whole- hearted devotion, Miss Esther Par- menter performed her duties as teacher in this school for twenty years. She was well equipped for her work. Her scholastic and professional training were broad. Salem Normal School, from which she was graduated, gave her a knowledge of the tech- nique of teaching. Wellesley College from which she received an A. B., and Harvard Col- lege which conferred upon her a Mastership in Education added to her native culture a breadth and soundness of learning which was invaluable in her profession. At first a teacher of Latin and later of English she brought to both sub- jects a thoroughness of knowledge and a rare appreciation. She was a loyal, conscientious, devoted teacher. Her father was for many years principal of the Hancock School in Boston. She was faith- ful to his memory and her great outside inter- est was the establishment of the Parmenter Foundation, a philanthropic organization to assist worthy graduates of his school. Miss Parmenter fittingly exemplified the teacher’s life with its innumerable acts of sacrifice, of untiring patience, and of devotion to her calling. John A. Avery. “IN MEMORIAM” .MISS PARMENTER A soul sincere — In action faithful, and in honor clear — Who broke no promise, served well each friend. Won the esteem of all. sought no selfish end.” Room 27 ---- TAKING STOCK We are glad to welcome Miss Austin to our faculty JANUARY marks the commencement of a and hope that she will enjoy her work in Somerville %J new year; it turns to a clean, blank page High School. in life’s book upon which will be recorded SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 101 the next year’s successes or failures, joys or sorrows; it always brings with it a sense of regeneration and an eternal hope that the next twelve months will be accompanied by success, economic relief, recognition, or some other thing dear to the hearts of the people. At this time of the year, in addition to mak- ing the traditional well-meant but easily- broken resolutions, there is one particularly appropriate thing that we all can do. We can take stock of ourselves, — applying the same principles that men and women in the business world find invaluable. Setting the facts down in black and white often helps to clarify our vision, adds purpose to our self-investigation, and may indicate the way we must turn for a solution. So, let us put our assets in one column, our liabilities in another. Are our liabilities greater than our assets? If so, which ones can be overcome or turned into assets with a little patient endeavor? An honest, sincere answer to these questions will at least give everyone a starting point from which to direct his activities and interests for the coming year. I. D. R. LE PENSEUR BOURGEOIS ONCE long, long ago, before modern facili- ties for one thing and another were pro- vided, individual and original thought was not unknown. The quaint and old-fash- ioned practice of thinking for one’s self was then deemed not only essential for one’s suc- cess but also the cause of it. That is all changed now. The minds of the people are becoming standardized. There is a mass pro- duction of thought and, alas! we must admit that, as in all production where quantity is re- garded rather than quality, the standard thought is not a very wonderful one. As an im- mediate result of this, witness the dearth of originality and individuality manifest at pres- ent. There has arisen a unique and modern type of thinker, best described as “le penseur bourgeois.” His opinions are formed for him by The Diabolical Union: the Press, the Radio, and the Current Best Seller. Now you, docile readers, being of an age characterized usually by its indocility and un- willingness to accept prescribed rites and for- mulae, have the most favorable opportunity possible to discard and repudiate the Diabolical Union’s unsolicited aid. For, “horribile dictu,” if you do not at once begin vigorously to form your own opinions, make your conclusions orig- inal, and your ideas individual, the Diabolical Union will so seize upon your helpless minds and fill them with so many factory-made im- pressions that there will be neither desire nor ability left for you to think for yourselves, and unmindful of aught but what you are desired to know, you will become but another one of that vast army of the insignificant, of the cult of the Penseur Bourgeois. J. L. B. MARKS, THEIR SIGNIFICANCE THE word, “mark”, conveys to our mind several very different meanings. Those who have read Ivanhoe will recall that the Jester Wamba signed the challenge to Reginald Front-de-Boeuf by sketching a cock’s head on the scroll. This mark stood as a sub- stitute for the written name. Likewise, in later generations, before education had become as universal as it is today, and, indeed, was still the prerogative of a few, the man who could not write his own name learned to make some distinctive mark in its place. Today reputable concerns have their indi- vidual trade-marks. This is another variation of the word. These trade-marks are familiar to the public and carry a certain significance and prestige. To say that a man has “made his mark” is high praise. It signifies that he has achieved distinction in some particular field of endeavor. But what really concerns us is the question of our marks. They are in a way the wages we receive for our work in Somerville High School. L. E. F. After trying to push through the corridors at 2.30 one wonders when school is really over for most. We seem to have fine basketball teams this year, both girls’ and boys’. The best of luck to you. The death of George H. Houghton, Post Commander of the Somerville Post of the G. A. R. came as a sad surprise to those who knew him and had enjoyed listening to him at the Memorial Day Exercises of two years ago. 102 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR THE DOCUMENT IN THE CORINTH WALL By Julia SaparofF, ’32 TIIE fire cracked and blazed on the hearth before us and little tongues of flame licked at the good old-fashioned roast turning on the spit, while we, the four travelers who had been abandoned with no aid but the staunchness of our legs when the bus had so provokingly broken down a good three miles back on the dismal, bumpy, country road — watched our supper rather disgustedly. Such a barbarian, old-time way to prepare meat, and for such modern men as we! Nothing pleased us, as we nursed an absurd grudge against the driver, and felt that the misfor- tune which had befallen us was all his doing. Perhaps it was the influence of the comfort- able heat of the fire which softened our hearts, but. anyway, after a while, we forgave the poor driver, and condescended to speak a little to him. Perhaps, also, it was the cheering in- fluence of the fire that made me wish to be sociable with my companions, so I began by tapping a young (or so I presumed, for as he was one of those people whom you cannot easily ascertain to be young or old, I gave him the benefit of the doubt) man who was intent on reading a small book. He looked up. “Pardon me, but what are you reading that appears to be so very interesting?” I asked. “ ‘Canterbury Tales,’ ” he answered. “Oh!” I ejaculated, and the conversation ended. A happy thought struck me. “Gentlemen,” I said, “you have all, doubtless, heard of and read ‘Canterbury Tales.’ So, let us follow the example of the worthy Chaucer, and tell stories to pass the time. Who would like to begin? No volunteers? Well, then sup- pose you start.” I addressed a modest retiring man — a cer- tain Thomas Harris. “Sirs,” he said, “while I was traveling in Greece, I was particularly attracted to the city of Corinth where, one day, I by chance discov- ered in a niche of the wall a bag of gold and a document. The document which was written in Latin was rather interesting. This is how it read:— “I, Lucius Veturius, am a descendant of Alex- ander the Great. My dear mother wished that he live again in me, and that Greece wax strong under my rule. She began to teach me to cherish this ambition, but death claimed her, and I went to live with my uncle, a staunch sup- porter of Rome and so became thoroughly Romanized. He in turn died, and I was left heir to his huge fortune. “It was during the reign of Sulla, the Selfish, and during my nineteenth year, that one day I sauntered into the Forum. Crowds of Patrici- ans, intermingled with Plebeians, gazed at a parchment sheet posted on the wall. And on it were many names — the names of those unfor- tunate proscribed. “Alas! My Alban villa has proved my ruin,” exclaimed a wealthy noble, and he passed out at the door. An evil grin spread over the fea- tures of a cut-throat, as he followed him. I shuddered. Contemptible essence of the mob! Plebeians and Patricians alike — murderers. “I glanced down at the list. Suddenly, I re- coiled. Publuis Metellus’s name was there. Publuis, one of my best friends! I thought of our old quartet — Publuis, Aulus Fremillus, Tullius Remi, and myself. We who had shared the same fortunes since childhood until a week before! I thought of our plans for brilliant careers — Publuis to be a great sculptor, Aulus a politician, Tullius a historian, and I a general. We were to rule Rome as four kings. “Now everything was ruined! Aulus had met his end bravely, the preceding week, for he was a pronounced democrat. How deeply had I felt his fate! How sincerely had I mourned him. Now it was Publuis’s turn, next it would be Tullius’s, and then mine. Uncon- sciously I reserved my death for the last of all. I continued searching the list. Then — what! My name here. I knew my fate was in- evitable, but — “‘No! I will escape,’ and, gathering the fragment of my composure, I walked out, as though nothing had happened. Once out, I ran in the direction of Publuis’s house. Encounter- ing that gentleman, I panted, ‘Publuis, at last.’ “ ‘Truly I am glad to see you, Lucius, but are you so —.’ ‘ ‘Publuis, we are among the proscribed.’ “ ‘Surely, you are mistaken.’ “ ‘Verily, I am not.’ “‘So soon, so soon!’ he whispered dazedlv. then, ‘well?’ “ ‘Publuis, come with me. I am going to escape. Come quickly.’ “ ‘No. Rome is my home! Here are all my treasures — my collection of art, my people, my all. In a strange land I could not have them — I would never be satisfied with just my life. No! Rome is my home. Here will I live here will I die.’ “ ‘Then, dear Publuis, good-bye.’ “We parted. Looking back, I saw a band of villains, heard yells, and knew my dear friend’s end had come. “That day I affected my escape disguised as a pack-pedlar, and at last, arrived at Corinth where I took up my residence in a dirty dwell- ing house. Then the daze under which I had SOMERVILLE HIGH been laboring since my departure wore off, and an incredible hatred for all that was Roman took its place. I formed a conspiracy with one hundred other discontented men to rob the house of the proctor, one Lullius Remi, and then, with the riches thus acquired, to further a revolution. “Therefore, one day, for this purpose we as- sembled. Down upon the proctor’s house we bore! Warily we went in, and began to strip the house of its treasures. Alas! I had mis- judged my men. Just as I had secured a bag of gold, they started to wrangle loudly for pos- session of certain treasures. They were in earnest only in gaining their personal wealth. My plans, heretofore soaring on high, fell like lead to the ground. “I looked up, and saw there in the doorway, my old friend, Lullius Remi. What was he doing here? I felt despise for him — he was a thief. But, suddenly like icy water the realiza- tion rushed on me, that he was the proctor. Oh, if only I had known that before I would have never acted thus, and I would have been spared the deep shame I felt at associating with common thieves. “I knew that the Roman soldiers had been summoned, and so, I rushed out, and returned to my home where I am writing this document which I will hide in the Corinth wall. Oh, will the person that finds this gold and this paper, whether in this generaTion or another, return it to Lullius Remi or his descendants! Per- haps when he reads about the events that have happened, he will judge me less harshly. “Now I am going to take up my pack and travel in a train of merchants to the far-dis- tant land of spice and silk. Behind me, I leave misfortune, unhappiness, and whatever evil is in me, before me I cherish new hopes, I see a new land, a new life.” A pause, and then, the one traveler I have not mentioned looked up, and scrutinized him for the first time. “Short, thickset, middle aged man,” was my first thought about him. His eyes glistened. Greedily he bit the side of his thick fore-finger. “Avaricious,” was my second. “Have you found Remi’s descendants?” he asked. “No,” the discover of the document answered. “But if I do I will give him the document, but the gold — that I have given to a Greek charity institution.” The man’s interest ceased. “Aha!” I said to myself, “you rascal. Full well do I know that if he still had the gold you would have claimed, and followed up your as- sertion by proof, that you were the descend- ant.” The door of the room opened. A man in a canary-colored waist-coat appeared. He was the waiter. “Supper is served,” he boomed. SCHOOL RADIATOR 103 THE STORM Bv Robert Ham, 33 LOW over the valley hangs the grey pair of clouds, obscuring the mountain tops from the view of those beneath them. A death-like quiet broods over all. No breeze stirs the listless boughs of the trees, nor raises the dust which lies in thick powdery billows on the country roads. Men are work- ing with feverish haste in the meadows, en- deavoring to stack the hay under the tarpau- lins, throwing uneasy glances every now and then up at the mountains from which vague mutterings seem to eminate. Slowly it darkens, lurid tongues of flame may be seen in the distance, splitting the clouds in twain with ever louder reports. Suddenly a slight rustling is heard. The leaves on the trees move as if touched by a supernatural hand. Now a faint breeze is felt, slowly increasing to a steady wind. Clouds grow denser round the peaks, converging finally into one huge mass which rolls down the val- ley, like some phantom genii born of an illu- sion from the brain of Poe or Doyle. Then, appears a tongue of orange flame which rents the heaven asunder with a tremendous report, making the very roots of the trees quiver as from a blow. Flash after flash follows in quick succession, ripping and tearing the cloud banks to pieces, making the heavens reverberate with its fury. Then, of a sudden it passes over the tops of the mountains leaving behind only the soft pattering of the rain. A GLIMPSE INTO THE PAST By Benjamin Saw in, ’32 ONE day as I was looking through some ole! books I came across one that was older than the rest. As I looked through this one I saw some things that interested me. The title of the book was “The American Frugal House-wife.” It was written by Mrs. Child and was published by Wilbur Wood Company of New York. This book was given to my great-grandmother as a wedding gift in 1838- It was dedicated “To those who are not ashamed of economy.” Here are some things that I hope will inter- est you as much as they have interested me:— The author writes that the best economy is to go without. A stocking bound around one’s neck is given as a remedy for a sore throat. Constant use of beer and ale was considered a preventative against fevers. New England rum was not mentioned as a beverage, but was recommended as a furniture polish for removing spots, for polishing brass and copper, and as a remedy for lock-jaw. 104 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR In fact New England rum is mentioned so much that it makes you wonder how anyone could have kept house then without it. A toothpaste of honey and charcoal was recommended by the author. An ointment made by grinding up common earth worms was advised for sprains and bruises. Doesn’t sound very nice, does it? What would you say if your doctor tried that on you? The people one hundred years ago did a great deal of their own doctoring; in fact, they only called a doctor when injury or sickness was really serious. Every housekeeper was an ama- teur doctor. The people only bought at a store what they could not make themselves; stores then were not as numerous as they are now. They cured all of their own hams and bacon and they pickled their own beef and cucumbers. Today people do very little of their own canning, but formerly, they preserved bushels of fruit and vegetables for the winter. Then the people put away enough food to last them all winter to avoid the necessity of buying anything at a store until spring. A new silver dollar was used as a gauge for the thickness of sliced meat and vegetables. We rarely see a silver dollar now. Pigeons were considered a common dish. Pigeon is now called squab and is a delicacy. Mince meat was mentioned as a table dish and not as a pie filling. The author advised putting in at least nine eggs per quart of milk for a common custard. It would be rather expensive to do that in 1930. Potash was given as an ingredient for fine cakes, being pearlash. There are many words used in this book that are unfamiliar to us. The author states that griddle cakes, pan- cakes, and flap-jacks are different things. They are all considered the same thing now. The people in those days made their own yeast. The author tells you to put a handful of barley into some water and then wait for results. Preserves were considered unhealthy for well people and were only served to sick people. To- morrow morning when you cover your toast with jelly think what you would say if some- one told you that jelly was unhealthy for you. Mashed potatoes were mentioned in the same way that we speak about cannibals eating hu- man flesh. Mere is one item that caught my attention: The author states that dried brown bread crusts and burnt barley are cheap substi- tutes for coffee. Of course some coffee tastes as though it was made from ingredients of this sort, but this seems to me to be over-doing economy. This book makes one appreciate the advan- tages of today and realize how much better off we are than the people of one hundred years ago. A PRINCE — FOR LUCK By Annette Jervis. ’32 AMYE first saw him in an old bookshop on Corn Hill. She knew he must be of royal lineage because he had such a handsome, arrogant head although his body had been broken off. He was made of some crystal- like substance and what remained of him was small enough for Amye to hold in the palm of her hand. When she got him home she found that like many other princes he was more ornamental than useful. As he was too small and unstable for a paperweight, Amye propped him up against a dictionary and let his beauty be its own excuse. A better use was found for him later when Amye was working to make the debating team. She practised her oration on the prince. His glass-blue stare made her see the weaknesses in some of her points. With his silent help she had, before the try-outs for the Girls’ De- bating Team, revised, corrected and emphasized in the right places so that she felt her argu- ments were perfect. A glint of admiration seemed to have crept into the prince’s ice- colcred eyes. Playing a “hunch,” Amye decided to take the prince as a mascot the next day. She knew her weaknesses as a public speak- er. The stares of her audience weighed down her own eyelids as much as if they were real weights; her voice quivered to the point when it seemed as if she were going to break down and weep; but most difficult of all was the dis- position of her hands. “If I hold the prince in my hands,” she reasoned, “he will serve the purpose of keeping them still and his cold hardness will be reas- suring.” After school the next day Amye hurried back to her home-room. She put her notes in order. When she went to take the prince from her desk she saw to her horror that his nose was chipped off. Amye realized that it is a sure sign of the displeasure of the gods if be- fore a big event one discovers her mascot’s nose has been mysteriously removed. The try- outs proved her convictions were right because she did not make the team that year, although she later did. Her favorite proverb is still: “Put not your trust in princes.” Visitor: “How does the land lie out this way?” Native: “It ain’t the land that lies, it’s the real estate agents.” SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 105- A SAILBOAT IN STORMY WEATHER By Isabelle Parker, ’31 IT was not an ideal day for sailboat racing. The air was damp and cold, the sky was gray and threatening, and the sea was stirred up by a strong, relentless wind. The suggestion of postponing the scheduled race because of the unfavorable weather was met with a storm of reproach by the enthusiastic sailors of the Duxbury Yacht Club for every- one of us wanted to race his boat and by skill- ful sailing, come out victorious in spite of the rough waves and the mighty wind. It took strength to row our little rowboat out to the sailboat’s moorings and even more man power to raise the mainsail and jib to the top of the mast. A big puff of wind would catch the flopping sail as it was half way raised and although every member of our crew helped to pull the ropes, we three were not strong enough to conquer the ripping, tearing wind. Only when a slight lull came did we succeed in get- ting the sail all the way up. At last every- thing was ready and we were waiting for the signal to dash across the starting line. There, the gun! Over the line sailed eight beautiful fifteen-foot sailboats, ploughing through the waves, their sails stiff against the breeze. Our boat sped on her way gracefully and powerfully. My father, as skipper, was at the tiller and my uncle was at the mainsail and jib ropes. I was stretched out on the side of the deck which was far out of the water to try to add a little weight to that side of the boat. My oilskins helped me some but they weren’t much protection as the waves dashed against the boat and broke over me, sending cold shivers through my body. With only a few changes in our positions we sailed around the course the first time successfully. I fully realized we were successful only because of the expert sailing of my father. Less for- tunate crews had capsized and had been pulled out of the stormy sea by the ever-watchful people in the club boats. There were four boats left in all; it was the second time around the course and our boat was leading. I thought many a time we were in danger of tipping over but somehow we averted this calamity and sailed in. I was nearly exhausted, physically and mentally, but every bit of strength that did remain was needed to keep that little boat from becoming a victim of the ever-increasing furious wind. Shouts from behind showed that one unfor- tunate boat had turned over while going around the buoy. Another boat going “head on” into the wind had become disabled under the vio- lence of the wind. Two boats remained. How wonderful that we were still in the lead — but, how very wet and cold I felt! Soon, thought I, we’d be over the line and hailed the victors of one of the hardest races ever sailed. And we were the victors, but just as we heard the gun of the judges’ boat and the happy congratulations shouted from the people on near-by yachts, suddenly a terrific crash came and down fell the mast, mainsail and jib. Ropes, wires, bits of wood and the heavy can- vas of the sails were everywhere! What a tangle! Suddenly father and uncle discovered that I was missing and a frantic search for me was begun. They thought that I had probably been hit by the falling mast and was lying pros- trate in the boat under all the fallen sail. But on the contrary I was being rescued by the nearest yacht for, having seen the mast snap and fall right towards me, I had jumped over- board to save myself. It had been a hard race and we had worked hard to win it. It was just mere chance that our mast had not snapped one minute before crossing the finish line instead of one minute after crossing it. It would have been bitter indeed after battling with the sea and wind for two hours to have had success so near only to have the relentless wind snatch it away from us on the very last lap of the race. THE VANISHING HORSE By Florence Connolly, 31 PHILLIP closed the book slowly, sighing re- gretfully. He was sorry to come to the end of the volume (a collection of Sher- lock Holmes’ stories) since, under its spell, he had lived for a while in an atmosphere of in- terest and excitement. He sat still for a while, contemplating sorrowfully his own dreary ex- istence where there were no horrible murders, or mysterious robbers, nothing exciting. Life is hard. In instinctive reaction to the long period of bodily inactivity to which he had been sub- jected, he decided to take a walk. After don- ning his leather jacket and finding his gloves,, he left the house, as usual slamming the door behind him. Strolling leisurely down the walk, pulling on his gloves as he went, Phillip looked up and down the street, undecided in which direction to turn. Mindful of the stories he had just read, he was unusually observant of everything to be seen; so a horse vanishing around the corner which ordinarily would have provoked little in- terest, came in for quite a bit of attention, espe- cially since, it seemed to him after the first glance, that there was something queer about it. Curiosity-led, he started after it, wondering as he went what seemed out of place. To be- gin with, as he remembered it, the horse was not drawing a cart. This was unusual enough. 106 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR in a city. But then, neither was anyone riding it. That was what had seemed queer, to see an unattached horse wandering about. By this time he reached the corner only to discover that there was no horse to be seen. However, now more curious than ever, he was determined to find the horse and so he started off, pausing at every cross street to see if it was anywhere in sight. After a period of notable failure, he began to doubt the efficiency of his own eyes. “Well,” he thought, “after all, I didn’t see all of the horse. Perhaps there was some one on him. He seemed to me, though, to be heavy for a saddle horse and no one rides in the city. May- be I was wrong.” A few minutes later, influenced greatly, no doubt, by his lack of success and the increasing cold, he turned back home. Soon he met a friend of his and they began an animated con- versation, during which the subject of horses came up. “Did you see a horse this afternoon, a big old white one?” he inquired. “I saw him when I was coming out of the house and he looked kinda funny, somehow.” “Oh, I think I know the one you mean,” re- plied the boy. “The one they were taking to be shod. A man was leadin’ him with a rope.” “Yah, that’s the same one, I guess,” said Phillip. “Gee, here’s where I turn off. It’s too cold to stand here talking. Bye.” “Bye,” said the other and continued on his way, whistling. Phillip’s mind returned to the horse. It was sort of funny that he hadn’t thought of a man leading him. He might have known that would be the way it would turn out. Nothing inter- esting as in Sherlock Holmes’ stories where there were exciting murders. We have much to endure. BRAINY By Dexter B. Martin, ’31 HIEF,” urged Robert Marston, “will you I give me one more chance on this job? I’ll make good.” “You’ll only bungle up this job as you did the last one,” said the chief, commonly called Pat by his friends. However, I will give you one more trial, but remember, one false step and out you go. What we need here are men with brains, not fools like you.” “Thanks, chief,” said Marston. He rose quickly, slammed on his hat, opened the door, banged it and was gone. Early the next morning Chief Pat, reclining luxuriously in the car with which the city pro- vided him, made the start of his daily round about the city. Now and then he would stop the car and converse with some other guardian of the law. His dark blue sedan was well- known in the city. By this time the thriving metropolis of Medsfield was awake. Pedestrians were scurrying here and there, autos were dashing around, boys and girls were hurrying to school, newspaper boys were shouting, and everyone and everything seemed to be in a hurry. Chief Pat, however, did not seem to mind it in the least. He rode past red spotlights, and the progress of his car was not slowed. Suddenly he turned down a side street, stopped by a brick house and entered. After several minutes had elapsed, he came out with another man. This man said in parting: “Don’t forget, Pat, they are in a hotel out in the new Roslindale suburb.” • “All right. I’ll see you tomorrow.” He started the car, branched onto the high- way, murmuring to himself all the while: “I’ll get them this time.” Suddenly an automobile darted out a side street and narrowly missed him. Chief Pat slammed on the brakes to avoid a collision and came to a full stop. The other car, after nearly tipping over, righted itself and started down the highway at a terrific rate of speed. At the same moment a man jumped on Chief Pat’s running board and shouted: “Follow that man. He just stole that car.” “Jump inside,” ordered Chief Pat, at the same time starting the car with a lurch. The speedometer climbed until they were hitting seventy. Past the hotel they roared, with the siren on the police sedan screaming so that if another officer were near, he could join in the chase. But no officer appeared. “What a force I have,” thought Chief Pat, in exasperation. They are always around when they aren’t wanted, and never around when they are needed. No brains at all in this force, excepting mine.” The car they were following lurched from side to side, narrowly missing the gutter each time. They were now about ten miles from Medsfield. “Reach in my pocket and get my gun. We’ll take a chance shot at them,” ordered the chief to the man beside him. “Surely,” the man said, as he drew out the gun. “Now, you dumb cop,” he continued in a changed tone of voice, “do just what I say. Follow that car and be careful or something will happen.” A shudder went through Chief Pat’s body. What a fool he was. No chance for escape either, with the steel fingers of his enemy on the trigger. Wild thoughts rushed through his head. What trap had he fallen into? Why did they want him? Where were they taking him ? The car in front of them slowed down and SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 107 turned into a side road and then into an almost impassable path bordered on both sides by thick bushes and protruding branches of trees. At last they came into a clearing and stopped. The two men fastened handcuffs on Chief Pat’s wrists and led him to a small log house. Once inside. Chief Pat was the first to break the silence with: “Well, what do you want;” “You know what we want,” said the taller of the two men. “So you are the man who is supposed to be the brains of the Medsfield Police Department. Ha, ha, what a joke. Well, I’m afraid you will have to stay here for a while. At least, until we make our getaway.” He was rudely ushered into the other room and there he stayed for what seemed like many hours, gloomily bemoaning his luck. He could just imagine what the Medsfield daily newspaper would have as headlines when this was found out. Something which read like this: “Chief Pat, so-called brains of the Meds- field Police force, falls into simple ruse of thieves who robbed bank of $50,000 a few months ago.” Well, he would just have to trust to luck. He could hear the two men moving around in the other room. Probably they would be leaving soon, he thought. And gradually he dozed off into an uneasy sleep, where we shall leave him for a while and return to the younger man — Bob Marston. After his early morning interview with Chief Pat, Bob had spent a busy day but had un- earthed no clue of the bank robbers. Accord- ingly, when he arrived home at six, he was quite downcast, and, despite the fact that his favorite dinner was awaiting him, his depres- sive mood did not abate. Just as he had stretched out in a big arm chair to read the evening paper, his youngest brother, who had been very preoccupied all through dinner, suddenly remembered what it was that he wanted to tell Bob. “Say, you should’a seen the dandy blue car I saw this morning, chasing another car lickety- split,” he piped up. “A blue car!” shouted Bob. “Which way was it going?” “Towards Middletown,” replied little Tommy. “Say, I have a hunch! Don’t worry about me, mother. I’ll be back soon.” And with these words he precipitously left the house. (To be continued next month) SPEAKING OF COSTUME 108 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR LAMENT OF LAZY LUCIUS; STUPID STUDENT By James L. Boyle, I . G. Sad and plaintive the notes, and wild, That escape the chapped lips of the High School child. He wails with vexation and humiliation, And this is the burden of that sad syncopation:— “I am crazed by algebra, Latin drives me mad; Geometry is horrible, but French is just as bad! English gives me jitters, but then what can I do? There’s nothing worse than history, although it’s all review! DEIOPEIA LOST IN AEOLIA By James L. Boyle, I . G. Thus the sweet Deiopeia . . . Lives with Aeolus where he reigns, And deep in the palace of the dark, Hears the mad winds chafe in chains. And she pines in vain for the verdant green, The nymphs and the sun-splashed fountain . . . While the wrack of Juno’s mindful spleen With the roar of a rumbling mountain Revealing the bed of the maddened deep — Comes down on the fleet of the hapless Aeneas. But . . . from the depths where the stagnate waters sleep Hoary Neptune’s placid head is raised, And he much troubled, looks above the tortured seas, Chides the errant winds that stirred the waves Now gliding o’er the new calmed mass He sends the daring truants to their caves. Yet, still the fair Deiopeia Lives with Aeolus where he reigns, And deep in the palaces of the dark, Hears the mad winds chafe in chains. —From the Aeneid. MUSIQUE A LA LUNE By James L. Boyle, I . G. When e’er I wish — I have sweet music, fanciful and sparkling play . . . I hear the flutes cool melancholy laughter; singing harps, all tinkling sway, soaring voices float serenely . . . and in sounding, sigh, and . . fade away . . . THE VINE OF FRIENDSHIP By Roy Pearson, ’31 Friendship true is like a climbing vine, For when in bare and fruitless ground we cast A tiny seed, thence spring green arbors fine, Thence spreads a maze of em’rald color vast. But if we fail to aid its growth and climb To give its soil nutritious soil and light, The green leaves fade and die with passing time, The branches yield to elemental might. No more will strong and stalwart stand that stalk That sun and wind and rain alike defied, No longer will it nature’s power mock, Nor winter’s frosty warmthless hours chide. And thus with love, that brotherly appeal That joins one mortal man to fellow brother, And opens paths to untouched pleasure real By willing sacrifice to aid another. But if in selfishness complete we fail To give our time and helping arm in need, The dying flame of amity we hail. Uprooted then is friendship’s priceless seed. THE SKATER’S JOY By Roy Pearson, ’31 On cold and sparkling winter days I love to feel the silent thrill Of sharpened steel beneath my feet. I love to skim along the ice, Of pond forlorn or forest lake. I love to feel the stirring joy Of speed and swiftly slipping ice. I love to hear the wind skip by And struggle ’gainst the gusty night. I love to hear the bell-toned ring Of flying skates midst pine clad hills. I love to skate beneath the moon And feel his bright and watchful gaze. But more than all I love the feel That ice and hills and wind and moon Created were for mortal man, For you, for me and all to love. ODE TO THE SUN By Alice Lambert, ’31 Like a topaz the bright sun gleams on high, Gloriously dazzling to the human eye, As its mellow rays and sacred beams Scatter their warmth o’er the dreams Of Earth’s sparse lands where Nature dwells in sweet repose. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 109 POET’S CORNER NATURE’S SUMMONS By Chester I. Corpithorne, ’32 Whether it rains or whether it snows. Or whether the sunshine comes or goes, Whatsoever the weather may be, The great outdoors is calling me. The spring with its birds and rippling brooks, With its snowdrops and violets in shady nooks; Its bursting trees, and cool, soft breeze, And gardens turned to the hum of bees. Summer comes with its radiant hue, Its lawns and meadows and skies of blue, Its tumbling rivers of beauteous sheen, And tempting oceans of lustrous green. The colorful fall comes on a pace, Third of the seasons in the race, With its trees ablaze with red and gold, And its autumn fruits of wealth untold. Winter follows with its soft, white bed Of downy snow and its sunsets red, Its icy blasts, its sleet and rain, And days that early start to wane. The great outdoors is calling me, No matter what the season be; Spring, or summer, winter, fall, There’s a place in my heart for one and for all. THE RIVALS By Annette Jervis, ’32 On the forest lake Three black ducks Swim on the sunset-tinted water Toward the horizon. Curved against the troubled sky A cloud-swan floats, Straight through the misty cloudbank Toward the horizon. HOPE By Gertrude Ferrara, ’31 Never go gloomy, for you will find, Hope is a better companion than fear; Providence, ever benignant and kind, Gives with a smile what you take with a tear; All will be right; look to the light. Morning was ever the daughter of Night. All that was black will be all that is bright. Many a foe is a friend in disguise, Many a trouble a blessing most true, Helping the heart to be happy and wise, With love ever precious and joys ever new. Stand in the van; strive like a man! This is the bravest and cleverest plan; Trusting in God while you do what you can. PERSEVERANCE By Gertrude Ferrara. ’31 It’s the coward who quits to misfortune, It’s the knave who changes each day, It’s the fool who wins half the battle, Then throws all his chances away. There is little in life but labor, And the morning may find that a dream; Success is the bride of endeavor, And luck but a meteor’s gleam. The time to succeed is when others, Discouraged, show traces of tire; The battle is won in the home-stretch, By those who have dared to go higher. GRANNY By Kenneth Duncan Campbell, ’31 Granny stays at the window knitting, Little ones around her sitting, Kindly-faced and keen of eye, Few have ever heard her sigh. Ah, Granny! Happy you can be, With little ones around your knee. But I must face the world alone, Homeless, call no hearth my own. My parents sleeping in their graves, Heed not the lapping of the waves Round the rim of Gleenshee Bay — But for me a dirge they play. I have trod the vale and hill, I have wandered oft and still, Ever when I’ve been away, My heart has yearned for Glenshee Bay. So Granny, with your smile and cheer, Fold me in your thoughts so dear, That even when I’m far at sea, Your smiling face may come to me. BE HAPPY By Gertrude Ferrara, ’31 You can’t always be sunny If there isn’t any sun; You can’t always be funny If there isn’t any fun; But you can always be happy If you let the clouds go by; In faith there’s always somewhere Little patches of blue sky. THE LIBRARY DEPARTMENT 110 “Out of books come: Counsel and light, Knowledge with vision, And strength and life and pleasure withal.” The above quotation is from former Presi- dent Wilson’s bookplate. It is an inspiring se- lection and very appropriate to have, not only as a bookplate but as a thought to be remem- bered. While on the subject of bookplates, have you one? If you are clever you may make a good original design or very good ones may be bought, at small expense. They add a touch of distinction to the books of your growing library. And books, carefully selected, which we of- ten ignore or pass by thoughtlessly, are our keys to many things. How many light amus- ing novels have you read recently? Of course they serve to “pass the time,” which is at best a poor recommendation, but also they weaken our taste for the best, and leave little other impression on us. We read one today, another tomorrow, admire them and then forget. It is just as easy, and far more worthwhile, to pick up a history or biography which would give us “knowledge with vision.” “Counsel and light”? Why, that is what our school books are doing for us. “Strength and life” we draw in various ways, among them stories of those who have conquered in the face of tremendous odds. And pleasure? Well, we all know how to receive that, for there are always new interesting or instructive stories. Among the recent additions to our school library is a small book published at the Uni- versity Press, Oxford. Its title is “Somerville College.” The book was given us by Miss S. M. Fry, the president of this college. It is interesting for us to learn that in Ox- ford, England, there is an institution for higher education bearing the name of our city. Of course there is no real connection between Som- erville, Massachusetts, and this young women’s college on the other side of the Atlantic, but its name has a very homelike sound to any New Englander stopping in Oxford. We discover by reading this little volume that Somerville College was founded in 1879, and named in honor of Mary Somerville, a famous scientist and mathematician. During the World War the buildings of Somerville College were used as a military hospital. Ask to see this book sometime. Have you noticed the busts which are being distributed about the building? Of course you have. Well, how do you like the ones in the library? Look at them next time and see if you recognize any of them without noticing the titles. Our New Hooks: “Scaramouche,” by Sabatini. This is an old favorite we are glad to have at hand. “Four Feathers,” by Mason. A delightful adventure story well worth reading. “Covered Wagon,” by Hough. If you haven’t read it recently, why not plan to look it over? “Haunted Bookshop,” by Morley. If you are not yet familiar with this author here is a chance to begin in a splendid story, which will hold your interest. “The River,” by Conrad. Boys! This is one for you especially, although some girls will like it. Another exciting sea story. “The Moonstone,” by Wildie Collins. Ad- ventures of a precious stone. “Dr. Johnson and His Circle,” by Baily. Good supplementary reading about that ever inter- esting gentleman. “George Washington,” by Fird. A large book, well illustrated. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 111 1931 Apologies Have you noticed the worn-out knees on the trousers of your room treasurer? And you still wonder how he collects class dues! In sympathy with those using the new machines in 227 — gr-r-r!! Blinkety-blank, etc. Time: First period. Place: Room 27. Occurence: Brilliant display of grammar knowledge. Reason: The new teacher? Well! here we are at the start of a new year; lots to look forward to, lots to do, lots to expect, but above all, for Seniors comes graduation from dear old Somerville High. Teachers hope pupils made resolutions to study about three times as much as they do now!!! (They can at least hope.) Pupils hope teachers made resolutions to be much easier on their poor pupils during this year!! (We hope so too.) New Year Resolutions For Seniors 1. Never to talk during classes. 2. Never to pass notes during class. 3. Never to throw paper on the floor. 4. Throw papers away in lunch room can. 5. Do your homework every night. 6. Pay your Radiator subscription. 7. Pay your class dues. 8. Bank regularly. 9. Never play hooky. 10. Never to be late for school. Have you all seen the Players Club new stage man- ager? No! Well, you should. Such a capable look- ing young man. Donald Taylor and Frank Wilkins are two perfect stage managers. They look the part, they act the part, and they are the parts!!! Also, ever since the football season finished, the edi- tors have been showered with questions as to what the name of our drum major is and if he is a Senior. (Of course, he’s a Senior.) The Senior play has been chosen and the title is “Nothing But the Truth.” The cast has also been chosen and is comprised of John Bishop, Clifford Nick- son, Elston Pratt, Frederick Gilbert, Cheslie D’Andrea, Isabelle Parker, Frances Allen, Susannah Sonnenberg, Dorothy Nagle, and Dorothy Gattoni. With such a fine cast the play should be a success. (Why shouldn’t it be?) John Guidicci’s friends and classmates would like to know how many more new words he has discovered since “perfumigilaliteratiousness” (some word eh!!!). Keep it up, John, and you’ll be the next great dis- coverer of words. Mr. Alciere’s biology classes had the pleasure (?) of seeing a real live alligator. It’s a good thing a certain teacher knows what he asks his classes to draw in biology as sometimes the results are tragic. Sussenberg’s drawing of the hu- man body resembled a steam engine somewhat. Panza has joined the unemployment ranks since MacKay took over his job of getting lunch for Mr. Alciere. Our athletic fund dance certainly went over big, and everyone looked as if he were enjoying himself. Certain young ladies would like to know where Wes- ley Goff learned his intricate dance steps. (Someone was heard to remark that “his technique was perfect.”) Basketball has started for both boys and girls. The Senior Class should take this opportunity for exer- cise and recreation as they do not take gymnasium work. (Many of the Seniors ought to take it for re- ducing.) The cast of the Senior play was rehearsing after school one day when the coach happened to see two boys at the back of the hall listening. She politely asked them to leave, when someone noticed that they were two teachers, Mr. Donahue and Mr. O’Loughlin. A great number of the undergraduates have been making sly questions as to who the very good looking young man is who is head of the traffic squad. (We wonder.) We hereby, therefore, give warning to Harold Larsen to watch his step. 112 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 1932 Well, another old year has run out and a new one shown up on the scene. At least, that’s what they all say. Personally I’m a little bit in doubt since one of those Seniors told me that it isn’t 1931 but rather 1937, since the Christian era was supposed to begin at 0 A. D., but in reality was in G B. C. Then when I was about to welcome in 1937 at midnight December 31, he shows me Ripley’s cartoon which said that the year didn’t start until some odd minutes after 5 o’clock P. M. of the first of January. By then I was so con- fused that I went out and tried to get some valentines to mail. _______ The Players’ Club Christmas party was a great suc- cess. Everyone had a splendid time. The committee was comprised of Henry Syer, Beatrice Nobrega, and Cheslie D’Andrea. And speaking of valentines, Valentine’s Day isn’t so very far away. That naturally brings up a worn- out subject, but here goes for one that’s rather moony: It was an enchanting evening. A mellow moon looked down, bathing all in a romantic light. The stars twinkled in the approved fashion of the times. The air was scented with roses and lilacs. He — a husky hero of the gridiron. She — an exotic, ravishing blonde, whose presence commanded masculine atten- tion whither she went. The orchestra whispered sweet nothings between outbursts of tropical rhythms. Softly he whispered to her as they waltzed: “Do you like sour pickles?” Minute Biographies Joseph Gormley: Born, unfortunately. Spent first six years of life mastering the alphabet and learning how to tell time. After that his progress was rapid. Indeed, at the age of thirteen he could recite Mother Goose Rhymes with a rapidity that was quite start- ling. Being thus qualified for entrance into Somerville High School, he was admitted, but not without some fear for the safety of the buildings. As yet, he is still studying (?) there. His graduation is expected, even though the time of this so sacred event is not known nor thought to be within the four-score years of this generation. _ ----- Robert Hayes: Read the biography of Gormley, mul- tiply it by two, and then learn from this lesson of how Hayes was corrupted by Gormley’s influence, that you must be careful about choosing your associates. More biographies next month. No, nothing can deter me, I am relentless in my purpose, viz. to bare the secrets of these whom I choose, or you choose. Just tell us whom you’d like to embarrass and we’ll do it — for a consideration. Phyllis Atkinson: Born somewhere in the vicinity of a very lucky day. Chief reason for her existence be- ing to give class editors something to write about. Now you see why we paid to get this job. We ought to be (we hope to be) in good now. English Shark, 347: No, we are not giving away free photographs. However, in case you want to buy one----. Take ThaT Tou i«P ( PAWGONE � Tf I ] WISH .SOMEONE WOOi-D RESOLVE to invent wooden UNDERWEAR5 that HAVEN'T eorxhe «tch� k FAMOUS FIBS SAVf IF IT WASN’T FOR ME OUR. TEAM WOULDN’T HAVE WON I The Championship� U-V.HC MAKE IT? Basketball schEDule' EVERETT RlNDCrE CAMfiRtP ye L T n BROOKLINE REVERE USI AJANTUCKET C SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 113 Oscar of 343: We are always glad to receive criti- cisms. Some of them, such as yours, are almost humor- ous enough for publication. Useless, 341: (No, it’s not C. T.) Was almost pros- trated by actually receiving some class notes. After reading same decided to act just as though I hadn’t received them. Felix Santospirito, Man About Town: Flattered are we to receive communications from thee, sire. We as- sure you that your contributions will be most gracious- ly received, with our greatest thanks. Furthermore, if you send in any more junk like that there’ll be some trouble! The following joined the laboring class during the vacation: Delia Mazzerello, Gladys Martin, selling lettuce and cabbage for Parke Snow; Anne Gardini, working in the great American department store, noth- ing over one dime; Carroll Throensen, still handing out •canned soup for the Great Atlantic and Pacific Tea Company and Throensen, Grocers Deluxe; Leroy Sav- .age, Gordon Schearer, and “them there” Smith Brothers, who live down yonder by the “railud,” out sunning while playing street hockey; Grace Hunter coasting. That’s all I saw during vacation. In accordance with the time of year, why don’t you :get “The Perfect Tribute” at the library. It is very simple to read, and nobody could read it without feel- ing some effect of its emotional appeal, unless he were an old cynic, eh, double R? Well, the hand gets tired, and the mind — not weak — but weaker so we’ll call it quits for this issue. But we’ll be back for this battle of wits (yes Roger, half- wits, if you must!) See you some more, if you think you can stand it. 1933 Well, here we are again with all our New Year reso- lutions made, finished, or what have you? Wonder how long we’ll keep them? Ah, those T. S.’s again, they are subject of conver- sation and consideration. The following tale of their brutality was related to one of the class editors:— “I was hurrying down the corridor going from the East Building to the Central on the first floor and was about to pass a group of those slow, sophisticated ■Juniors when up turned a member of that most famous and notable organization, the Traffic Squad, and had the insolence to order me to take my time and not be in such a hurry. Curbing my then mutinous tem- per, I complied with the aforesaid’s wishes until I was about ten yards away and again I attempted to pass the same slow-going Juniors, who had not yet started to gain momentum, but still another T. S. showed up. And the ones in that section are so small that you can’t see them until you are right on top of them. Needless to say I abandoned the attempt until a much later date.” Yes, those T. S.’s are very helpful in our school although we don’t see how. We are wondering if this was a slip of the tongue or what: A certain French teacher, when asked by a pupil when to use “tu,” the personal pronoun before a verb, answered: “When you are speaking to a mem- ber of your own particular family — your dog, for instance.” What must she think of our families? Gosh, didn’t we wish we were among the lucky ones who not many months ago (it’s still fresh in our minds) left school on a certain Friday afternoon just before the sixth period. A Hi-Y Conference in Lynn, we think. Ho, hum, ho. “He is the recording secretary of the Chess Club.” “But what does he do?” “Oh, he reads the hours of the last meeting.” It sure is news to us that the Greeks made their great buildings with crooked, curved, and bent columns and such, — more optical illusion, is it? “Yes, I used to shoot tigers in Africa,” said the big game hunter. “But there are no tigers in Africa,” said the sus- picious one. “Certainly not,” said the big game hunter, “I shot them all.” Also — To Whom It May Concern Regarding the remarks in the last issue of this paper. No, we’re not Proctors — don’t you think being a class editor is bad enough? A few ancient history classes recently had an illus- trated lecture on Greece. Towards the end of the period when the time became limited the person manip- ulating the slides and the teacher explaining them be- gan to hurry. All at once the pupils were surprised to see a rather mixed-up alTair flashed on the screen. After a moment’s hesitation and perhaps wonder, the teacher said: “This is the theatre of Dionysus upside down.” And speaking of French — now that we’re learned how to say “Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year” in French of course — we will proceed to forget them all. After all isn’t the good old English language (revised) good enough for us? Well — if you’ve struggled through these notes thus far we believe you’re beginning to think it’s time to sign off — so that’s what we’ll do. 114 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR I OST GRADUATE NOTES WELL folksies — back again from vaca- tion. Things I never knew before: Jimmy Doyle indulged in manual labor during the vaca- tion. I didn’t know that it was possible. Thoughts while strolling (oh, yes, I do stroll now and then but some people doubt the thought part of it): To continue with the thoughts, Nancy Marquess (spelt that name wrong the last time) has been studying hard lately. There must be a reason, it isn’t a habit. Jack Pierce hopes to attain stardom in a cer- tain astronomy class. We hardly see Miss Anna Erskine in the P. G. class — she doesn’t come in until so late. She believes in that old adage: “Little children should be heard and not seen.’’ That is why there is so much noise on the second floor. I wonder who the beauti- ful blonde (Senior) is that has Windy up in the air. This week we have a terrible tale of the jungle by Jack Weisman (all facts and fancies found in the penny arcade). The Society (the society of up lifting fallen arches, memorial arches or plain archery) hears that people are pressing in the jungle — civilization is press- ing in the jungle—everybody is pressing in the jungle. So Tailor Cambell takes his flat-iron and daughter and sets up a Tailor shop and presses in the jungle. (Theme song: “The Cambells Are Coming, the Cambells Are Coming,” tra la, tra la.) Then the chief of the Allied Amalgamated Ivory Eight Ball As- sociation arrives upon the scene. Scene II. Finally, after much ado about nothing, the chief, incensed by a French ren- egade, says that if these people are al- lowed to remain, the tribe will lose all their shirts, buttons, and morals. Whereupon, the chief decides to attack. Daughter: “Oh, father dear, there’s a noise in the dark old jungle.” Cambell: “Those, my dear, I believe are tom-toms.” Daughter: “Here, kitty, kitty.” (Cat enters right front back, down left to centre, stops, sits down, hears noise, jumps and utters loud purr- ing and mewings): “Oh, father, those are the tom-tom cats.” Cambell looks out of window top — no, make it an auto top instead. Cambell: “Those heathens are out there, my dear, but don’t be afraid, your father will defend you.” He uses a familiar bit of strategy. Instead of chasing the tribe he subtly man- ages to have the tribe chase him (this is a very important piece of maneuvering and should be studied carefully — it might come in handy sometime). He gains on the tribe, one man is out. Every time he completes a circle, a na- tive drops from exhaustion. Finally not one is left. Triumphantly he marches to his daughter waiting in the hut. Cambell: “Daughter, we are saved!” Daughter: “How come, pater dear?” Cambell: “Well they chased me till their breath came in short pants and now we have enough pressing to last forever.” Curtain (about time) Well folksies the play wore on and on and so did the pants and they lived happily ever after. Good Nite, P. H. S. Teacher: “Willie, you have the lowest marks in the class thus far. We will now have the test in music. If you can sing a song appropri- ate to your feelings, I will pass you.” Willie: “I’m dancing with tears in my eyes.” —Bucknell Bell Hop. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 115 1930 Irene Reynolds is attending the Comptom- eter School of Boston. Dorothy Reynolds is attending the Bridge- water Normal School. Alva Bilodeau is a Freshman at Burdett’s College. Mary McCabe is a Freshman at Sargent -School. John Powers is at Bridgeton Academy. Donald Wells is attending the Tilton School, N. H. Francis Escott is at St. John’s Preparatory School. Joseph Keely is a post graduate at Boston College High School. 1929 Adelaide Hurder is employed at the Ameri- can Radiator Co. Pauline McNaught is working in the law of- fice of Hill, Terrick, and Bonner. 1928 Lawrence Williams is employed by the Shaw- mut National Bank. Charles Quinn is attending Boston College. He was class orator of 1928. Lottie Flitt works in the Liability Insurance Company. William Regan is employed in the office of the Blake Kendall Wool Co. 1927 Margaret Saunders is employed as secretary in the N. E. Tel. and Tel. Co. Carleton Ripley is working as security clerk in the Shawmut National Bank. Helen Blish is a librarian at the Somerville Public Library. Lewis Tuttle is a Junior at Tufts College. 1926 Rose Tirobassi is now Mrs. De Stefano. 1924 Mildred Nickerson Smith, graduate of Rad- cliff e College, 1929, formerly with the Reper- tory Theatre, is now taking a leading part with the Dedham Community Players. She recently took the part of the heroine in Henrik Ibsen’s “Hedda Gobler.” SCHOOL NEWS POETRY CLUB THE CHRISTMAS MEETING of the Poetry Club was given over entirely to the read- ing of poetry. The majority of the poetry was original and because of the season, mainly pertained to- Christmas and its spirit. Four poems read in French, Italian, Spanish, and German gave the program variety. As an appropriate closing for the meeting the club members sang “Silent Night.” SOPHOMORE ASSEMBLY ON Wednesday, January 7, a Sophomore Assembly was called. Mr. Avery spoke on various subjects. Among them were — seventh period class, National Honor So- ciety, the ideals of which were briefly outlined, and election of class officers. HOUSEHOLD ARTS DEPARTMENT ON Friday, January 9th, Miss Dolan enter- tained us with a talk and pictures on “How to Beautify Your Home By Illumination.” It was the first of a series of lectures to be given on succeeding Fridays by the Edison Electric Illuminating Co. First, Miss Dolan showed us how to make artistic yet inexpensive lamp shades. She im- pressed upon us the necessity of shading our lamps so that the light might not glare in the eyes. The speaker also told us how to make a sub- stitute for parchment, which can be colored to harmonize with the room in which it is to be used. G. A., ’32. 116 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR EXCHANGES We extend our hearty wishes for a Happy and Prosperous New Year to all our Exchanges. “THE BULKELY DIAL” Morgan Gardner Bulkc- ly High School, Hartford, Conn. Your article on Cor- nelia Otis Skinner was very pleasing to many of us who have not had the privilege of seeing this accomplished actress. The writer of “The Dancer” should keep up her amazing work and we have no doubt that she will be one of our future popular poets. “THE HOLT SCHOOL MAGAZINE,” Holt School, Liverpool, England. Greetings, England! We wonder if you folks realize the treat we obtained on the ar- rival of your delightful magazine? The Exchange Editor scarcely had time to even glance through it. Why? For the simple reason that everyone else was so impatient to read it. The School News is very well arranged, but — why not use a few cartoons here and there? “THE RECORD.” Newbury port High School, New- bury port, Mass. You have one of the finest and most interesting school magazines that I have ever read. Your editorials are unique in every manner. “THE RED AND BLACK,” Dorchester High School for Boys, Dorchester, Mass. My, but you have an exceptional manner in which to present your Ex- changes! The cover of your Christmas Issue was ideal.. “THE HOMESPUN” Senior High School, Greens- boro. North Carolina. We would like to suggest that you add a cartoon or two to your magazine. It would break the so-called monotony of turning page after page and glancing at nothing but everyday print. You certainly do have a great collection of poems in your magazine. “THE OTTAWANIAN,” Ottawa Hills High School, Grand Rapids, Michigan. Greetings! We haven’t heard from you for quite some time. Your school paper never fails to attract each and everyone here in Somerville. “Among Gus” we believed to be a very original idea,' as well as an amusing one. Then an- other thing that we found interesting was “Italian Hemstitching.” “THE SUNRISE,” East High School, Erie, Penn. Greetings! We are always glad to welcome new mem- bers to our column. By the way, you have rather a large staff, haven’t you? Well, we can readily tell by the contents of your magazine that they are all quite competent. “Observed at the Football Game”' was a delightful little article. Your Poetry Depart- ment is amazing and so is your School News. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 117 SOMERVILLE LOSES TO ALUMNI SATURDAY, December 6, Somerville High was defeated, 20 to 6, by the Alumni in a charity game at Tuft’s Oval, before a crowd of approximately 1,200 fans. The Red and Blue in the first period was doing well, charging through the line, quick kicking, knocking off end runs and working laterals. Manning carried the ball over for Somerville’s one and only touchdown. Vitiello failed to get the point from placement. In the second period Graham, of the Alumni, carried the ball over the goal line after a fairly long run around Somerville’s right end. After the touchdown was made by Graham, Coach “Charlie” Dickerman came in unexpectedly and substituted for Graham. The move was dis- tinctly a surprise, for “Charlie” Dickerman had been sitting quietly on the Red and Blue’s bench. The Alumni made their second touchdown when they kicked to Somerville, and after a hard tackle the ball fell out of the receiver’s hands. It took the Alumni a long time to get this touchdown, because Somerville had a nine- man defense when they were nearing the goal line. The half ended 13 to 6, in favor of the Alumni. In the second half the Red and Blue opened up with an aerial attack. “Nick” Vitiello ran fifty yards on an end run but was nailed by a safety man. The Red and Blue had the ball on their twenty-yard line but couldn’t put the pigskin over the goal line. Then “Charlie” Dickerman came in and substituted for “Nick” Androske. And what a game he did play, first for the grads, and then for the Red and Blue! In the fourth period “Charlie” Dickerman was all over the field, kicking, passing, and whatnot. “Rybo” Ryan, last year’s star end, ran fifty-five yards on a pass thrown by Graham. This brought the ball to Somerville’s ten-yard line, and Le Roy ran off-tackle for the Alumni’s final touchdown. Le Roy kicked from placement. Vitiello, quarterback; Manning, fullback; Stevenson, guard; and Regan, tackle, starred for the Red and Blue, while Ryan, end; Graham, fullback; Patten, halfback; Le Roy, quarterback, and Wells, halfback, starred for the Alumni. The Rotary Club of Somerville invited twenty-five members of the squad to luncheon on Tuesday, December 9, 1930. Line-Up Alumni Rondina, ’29, 1. e., Cullinane, ’28, 1. t.,. Cochrane, ’28,1. g.. Baker, ’29, c., McGinnis, ’28, r. g., Casey, ’29, r. t., Ryan, ’30, r. e., Fannon, ’29, q. b., Wells, ’30, 1. h. b., Graham, ’29, r. h. b., Laverty, ’19, f. b., Somerville High 1. e., Cummings 1. t., Regan 1. g., Stevenson c., Plummer r. g., Winn r. t., Doolin r. e., McEvoy q. b., Vitiello 1. h. b., Lydon r. h. b.. Lynch f. b., Manning BASKETBALL BASKETBALL DAYS are here. The basket- ball candidates have been practicing a number of weeks at the High School gym. The candidates are progressing rapidly under the direction of Coach Charles A. Dickerman. This is Mr. Dickerman’s first year at coaching the High School team, and we know he will do his best to help Somerville win the Suburban League championship. The schedule for class games is being arranged with approximately one hundred and fifty candidates trying out for various teams. Class team practice is ex- pected to bring out good material for next year’s team and also for future teams. The school has several veteran players, name- ly; Winn, Vitiello, Ross, Wiggens, Mahan, Lundquist, McNamara, McDonald, Silvestri, Macarelli, Duggan, and Panza. Among the new players are Regan, Wilson, East, McDonald, Plummer, Ummerson, Holden, Haite, Buckley, and Hamilton. Our Basketball Team Mahan, Lundquist, Wilson, Vitiello, Ross, r. f. 1. f. r. g. 1. g. 118 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR BASKETBALL SCHEDULE January 7—Somerville at Everett, 8.00 P. M. January 9—Arlington at Somerville, 3.00 P. M. January 10—Somerville at Beverly, 8.30 P. M. January 14—Rindge Tech at Somerville, 3.00 P. M. January 20—Newton at Somerville, 3.15 P. M. January 28—Beverly at Somerville, 3.15 P. M. January 30—Somerville at Cambridge Latin, 8.00 P. M. February 4—Somerville at Rindge Tech., 8.00 P. M. February 6—Watertown at Somerville, 3.00 P. M. Februarv 10—Somerville at Newton, 3.15 P. M. February 13—Somerville at Milton Acad., 3.45 P. M. February 17—Revere at Somerville, 3.00 P. M. February 18—Cambridge Latin at Somer- ville, 3.00 P. M. March 2—Somerville at Revere, 3.00 P. M. March 4—Everett at Somerville, 3.00 P. M. March 6—Somerville at Arlington, 8.00 P. M. March 11—U. S. S. Nantucket at Somerville, 3.00 P. M. Manager: Mardros H. Yacubian. Coach: Charles A. Dickerman. SOMERVILLE vs. EVERETT WEDNESDAY, January 7, Somerville High lost its first basketball game to Everett High, the score being 33 to 20, at the Everett High Gym. This was a Suburban League game. There were attending the game approximately 200 spectators. The second team was also defeated, 13 to 6. Hamilton, MacDonald, Holden, and Harte starred for the second team, while Drew and Lillis played well for the Everett seconds. The most outstanding player in the game was “Bud” Ross, scoring thirteen points for the Red and Blue. Mahan and Vitiello played well for Somerville; and for Everett, Rogan, Yavarow, and Rogers. A man purchased a car, and finding it was not quite up to specification, took it back to the works for examination. “What is wrong with it?” he was asked. “Well, you see,” explained the owner, “every part of it makes a noise, except the horn.” THE TRACK TEAM THE TRACK TEAM under the able guidance- of Coach Francis X. Rooney, is progress- ing admirably. Approximately sixty candidates have reported, many of whom are showing real promise in their special events. In the star relay team there are four veter- ans: Gilbert, Manning, Delli Colli, and Plum- mer. In the dash, Manning, Gilbert, Delli Colli, Plummer, and Captain-elect Morrison are showing good form. Manning, Delli Colli, and Gilbert are in the 300; Morrison, Davis, in the 600; Shiere, Smith, and Davis in the 1,000. Fletcher, Doncaster, and Traniello have entered: the high and broad jumps respectively. Ar- beene, Falco, Androshe, and Panza in the shot- put are fast rounding into form. Track meets are being sought with Beverly, Watertown, Everett, and Concord High Schools, Interclass, B. A. A., and the Northeastern In- ter-Scholastic meet. Doctor: “Your trouble is dyspepsia; you should laugh heartily before and after your meals.” Patient: “Impossible, doctor. I cook them myself and wash up the dishes afterward.” SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 119 Word Pointers She: “If you tell a man anything, it goes in •one ear and out of the other.” He: “And if you tell a woman anything, it goes in at both ears and out of her mouth.”— Tatler. Here lieth Jane, a picture star, Whose bread was nicely buttered, Until the speaking movies came, Revealing that she stuttered. “Does Mr. Smith live here?” asked the man of the small boy who opened the door. “No, sir.” “Well does he live in this street?” “Yes, sir.” “Do you know the number of his house?” “No, I don’t sir; but it’ll be on the door.” Humor “Say, let go my coat or I’ll call a postoffice inspector.” “And why a postoffice inspector?” “Because you’re delaying the U. S. male.” “Waiter! waiter!” shouted the diner, “this steak is burnt black.” “Mark of respect, sir,” the waiter replied solemnly. “Our manager died yesterday.” “What is Francis Scott Key’s greatest dis- tinction ?” “He knew all four verses of ‘The Star Spangled Banner.’ ” A customer sat down to a table in a smart restaurant and tied his napkin around his neck. The manager, scandalized, called a boy and said to him: “Try to make him understand as tact- fully as possible that that’s not done.” Bov (seriously to customer): “Shave or hair- cut, sir?” Heard in English II Teacher: “What was Daniel Boone before he became a lieutenant-colonel?” Bright pupil: “A game warden.” She: “I want you to be big, to do something big like Napoleon.” He: “Yes, but he is a bust now.” Caller: “How do you know it is almost 5 o’clock ?” Boss: “My office force is showing signs of activity.” Miss Neverstop, seating herself between two much-engrossed elderly men, exclaimed: “A rose between two thorns.” “No,” retorted one: “Say rather a tongue sandwich.” Getting an idea should be like sitting down on a tack — it should make you jump up and do something. A rear admiral was famous for two things, his bluntness of speech and his beautiful daughter. A young lieutenant, having fallen in love with the girl, went to the father, seek- ing his permission for the match. “You want to marry my daughter, do you?” grumbled the rear admiral. “Yes, sir, I do.” “Well, what do you propose to support a wife on, with nothing but a lieutenant’s pay?” “If I’m not mistaken, sir,” replied the young officer, “you married when you were a lieuten- ant.” “Yes,” said the admiral, “but I lived on my father-in-law, and I’ll be hanged if you are go- ing to do that.” Tel. Somerset 4794 We Deliver BURNING U'OUGHNUT Co- DELICIOUS DOUGHNUTS — CUP CAKES 237 ELM STREET SOMERVILLE X Somerville High School’s Official Gym Outfitters !,t| LEARN PIANO JAZZ liii SWING BASS - FILLERS BLUE RHYTHMS HARRY F. HAGGETT (Pianist, (’ashman's Iilucjackets) (Earnp Supplies. Jlur. Lessons, $1.00 38 CHAUNCY STREET 33-A SUMMER STREET BOSTON, MASS. 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SOMERVILLE JOURNAL PRINT Associate Editors BURT A. KELSEY, '31 IRVING MURRAY, ’32 Exchange Editor IRENE WARD, ’31 Poetry Editor GERTRUDE FERRARA, ’31 Class Editors EMMA E. GOULART, ’31 RALPH WATT, ’31 IRVING MURRAY, ’32 SHERMAN LEVENSEN, ’32 RUTH CARTER, ’33 LAURENCE PARR, ’33 EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chief IRIS D. RUGGLES, ’31 Alumni Editor VIRGINIA KAERCHER, ’31 Athletic Editor MARDROS YACUBIAN, ’32 Humor Editor VIOLETTE FORTIN, ’31 Managing Editor WARREN C. RUSSELL, ’32 Assistant Advertising Manager DAVID YOUNG, ’33 Assistant Circulating Managers JOHN HAMILTON, ’31 ELEANOR BATES, ’31 ELIZABETH HALL, ’31 VIRGINIA SAVAGE, ’32 Faculty Advisor ELIZABETH F. LEACH Faculty Treasurer LAURENCE A. SPRAGUE Assistant Faculty Treasurer ELIZABETH M. WELCH Library Editor RUTH MORRIS, ’31 Staff Artists AMLETO CAMPAGNA, ’31 CHESLIE D’ANDREA, ’31 MARGARET DIOSY, ’31 BARBARA ROHNSTOCK, ’31 TABLE OF EDITORIALS 132 A REAL CADET Barbara Shay, ’33 133 TOO MUCH SUGAR Annette Jervis, ’32 134 BUSINESS DEPRESSION AMONG GHOSTS Benjamin Sawin, ’32 THE 135 PRELUDES Rosamond Rieser, ’32 ,137 BRAINY Dexter B. Martin, ’31 138 CONTENTS WORLDS Florence Connolly, ’31 139 POET’S CORNER 141 LIBRARY 142 CLASS NOTES 143 SCHOOL NEWS 146 ALUMNI NOTES 147 EXCHANGES 148 ATHLETICS 149 HUMOR 151 132 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR i THE NATIONAL HONOR SOCIETY THE National Honor Society has endeavored this year to make the society's aims, ideals, and qualifications for admission more generally known than they have been in the past. It was felt that the underclassmen were not sufficiently aware of this organiza- tion and did not appreciate its significance or value to the school. To correct this condition, speakers were recently sent to each Junior and Sophomore home room. We hope that they succeeded in eliminating some of the erroneous impressions which many of the pupils have con- cerning the society. One of the commonest mistakes made con- cerning this organization is the conviction that scholarship is the only qualification for admis- sion. Scholarship IS important, in fact, the candidate for election must stand in the first third of his class; but the three determining factors are CHARACTER, LEADERSHIP, and SERVICE. Scholarship simply indicates that the pupil has received what the school has of- fered and has made wise use of his knowledge; leadership and service signify that the pupil has not only taken something from the school but has endeavored to give something back. Which is the BETTER attitude? Another preconceived impression of the so- ciety is that it is simply the reward for the previous two or three years’ work. The candi- date may feel that he has reached the ultimate goal and that now his labor is over. Could anything be more fallacious! In a sense, it IS the reward for past work well-done, but in- stead of being the FINAL goal it really opens up many new paths for future endeavor. Election to this society gives one the oppor- tunity to uplift the entire school by the exempli- fication of the higher ideals, offers splendid preparation for life, and promotes mutual friendship. WHERE DO THEY GO? EVERY June four or five hundred boys and girls — or should I say, young men arid women — are graduated from Somerville High School. In the previous twelve years of their schooling they have laid the foundation for all their future work and have received at least a moderate preparation for life. But where do the four or five hundred, who pass through these doors for the last time each June, go? To some higher institution of learning? Or directly into the business world? For the answer, let us turn to the record of the Somerville High School graduates who HAVE entered higher institutions during the five year period of 1926-1930. Harvard, Radcliffe, Mount Holyoke, Smith, Wheaton, and Massachusetts Institute of Tech- nology, all of which grant admission only to those who pass the college board examinations, claimed one hundred and six of our former pupils. United States Naval Academy, which offers a special competitive examination, claimed one. Twenty-four entered Boston Col- lege by the college’s own examination, supple- mented by the marks received while here. Three hundred and ninety pupils entered the following institutions, which grant admission by certificate from Somerville High School: Acadia, Bates, Bentley, Boston University, Bowdoin, Chandler School, Chicago University, Colby, Dalhousie University, Dartmouth, Emer- son, Emmanuel, Graceland, Holy Cross, Kather- ine Gibbs School, Lasell Seminary, University of Maine, Massachusetts College of Pharmacy, Massachusetts Agricultural College, Northeast- ern University, Simmons, Tufts, Villa Nova, Wentworth Institute, Miss Wheelock’s School, William and Mary. One hundred and three en- tered the State Normal School of Bridgewater, Fitchburg, Framingham, Hyannis, Lowell, Salem, and the Massachusetts School of Art. Another point significant to note is that, of the Somerville High School graduates who have taken the college board examinations during the past four years, seven received 100' in 'some subject, sixty-one received highest honors, i. e., 90' to 100' , and eighty-nine re- ceived honors, i. e., 80' to 90' '. This is a record to feel proud of. Seniors, will your class measure up to the standard al- ready set by those who preceded you? Juniors and Sophomores, are you preparing yourselves now so that you may supplant this record by an even higher one? I. D. R. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 133 A REAL CADET By Barbara Shay, ’33 HARVEY!” Phyllis Kingston pulled I 1 the tall youth attired in the military grey of the Pemberton Academy down to a seat in the porch hammock of the spacious Kingston home. “I’ve a surprise. Ted is going back to school with you. Aren’t you pleased ?” Harvey Miller’s forehead puckered in a frown, and his boyish face expressed anything but joy at these words. Harvey well knew the nature of Ted Kingston, impulsive, boyish, a ring-leader of trouble for the sake of trouble, the sort of boy that did not last long at the Academy. “You haven’t answered me, Harvey,” re- minded Phyllis. “Aren’t you pleased?” “Why, of course, Phyllis.” Harvey forced a smile and arose. “I’ve got to say goodbye to your mother. You know our train leaves in half an hour. I’ll write you from school. Good- bye,” and Harvey entered the house. Harvey said goodbye to his foster mother, really a distant relative, who upon the death of his parents had taken him and brought him up, and glanced toward his foster brother who sat on a suit-case with a reckless grin on his face. “You understand, Ted,” warned Harvey, “No fooling at Pemberton, or you’ll be expelled.” Mrs. Kingston’s features took on a peculiarly stone-like appearance as Harvey warned Ted. “Harvey Miller,” she broke in, “I trust Teddy to you. You simply must keep him from trouble. Introduce him to the right crowd of boys, Harvey.” Mrs. Kingston took a deep breath. “If you allow Ted to get into trouble, or are the cause of his getting hazed, I shall forbid you to come home for vacations.” Ted glanced gaily at Harvey and Harvey groaned. What Ted’s mother needed was an able-bodied nurse for her son. The boy, how- ever, determined to make a proper cadet out of Ted or die in the attempt. “Miller, Colonel Warner wants to see you.” It was two months later and Harvey was pre- paring for inspection in his room. “O hello, Carson,” he smiled, as he recog- nized the aide to the officer in charge of the younger boys’ dormitory. “Thank you, I’ll go right away.” Within ten minutes Harvey was in the colonel’s office. The colonel gazed approvingly at the young cadet, one of the finest in the school. “Miller,” he said slowly, “I have here a re- port of a personal friend of yours, one Theodore Kingston.” Harvey winced. “He is charged,” the colonel went on, “with everything from a disorderly room to utter de- fiance ol his superiors. I have noticed your at- tempts to make him a good cadet and since his father was one of the finest graduated cadets of the academy, I’ll give him another chance.” “Thank you, sir,” Harvey’s grey eyes gleamed, “I’ll watch him closely.” “Very well then. Here are some orders from Captain Walker. See that you obey them. Dis- missed !” After supper Harvey sought out his room- mate, Roy Davis. “We are detailed to find the youngsters who assaulted Devens’ crowd,” he said. Roy smiled, “I’d rather shake hands with ’em for giving the bully a lesson. Too bad it means expulsion.” Harvey nodded. “You see Devens and I’ll look up some of the young fellows.” Roy de- parted and Harvey went to the younger boys’ dormitory. His efforts were of no avail, how- ever, so he decided to visit Ted. “He ought to know who did it if anyone does,” mused Har- vey. To his astonishment he found Ted madly packing all his belongings in his suit-case. “Here! what are you doing, Ted ?” demanded Harvey, “and — where did you get that black eye ?” “From Devens,” panted Ted, “and I’m glad I did it.” “Ted!” gasped Harvey, cautiously lowering his voice, “Do you know that attacking Devens’' crowd means expulsion — and in your case, why your record would ruin you anyhow. I’m investigating this case. Do you realize what that means? Why did you have to do this, Ted, a final cap for your scrapes? And then running home to mother!” Harvey’s voice held a touch of scorn. “What will your father say, not for hitting Devens so much, but for running away ?” “Mother’ll fix it,” growled Ted still packing. “She usually does, doesn’t she?” Harvey cried scornfully. “Perhaps you don’t care about honor.” “N-no, I don’t,” Ted burst forth, but a sud- den light leapt into his eyes. “There isn’t go- ing to be any disgrace. In fact, I’m not going home. I’m—.” “Ted, you mean you’ll be a real cadet and go to Colonel like a man?” “Of course not,” retorted Ted. “He’s not even going to know that I did it.” “What? Why I’m detailed to take you in.” 134 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR “Yes, but you’re not. Do you remember -what mother said? About your coming home, I mean — “You don’t mean that you’d use that as a tool?” Harvey cried incredulously. “Bright boy,” applauded Ted. “OK?” “No!” declared Harvey, rushing at the boy. A few minutes later found the two boys in front of Colonel Pemberton. Harvey had quickly explained, omitting Ted’s at- tempted running away. The colonel delivered a speech to Ted that really opened his eyes, and Harvey, seeing Ted’s desire to become a real cadet, looked beseechingly at the colonel. “You promised him another chance, colonel,” reminded Harvey. “I—I’m sorry, s—ir.” Despite his fifteen years Ted looked very near tears. The colonel looked gravely at him and then a remembrance of his own escapades as a boy and a realization that “a black penny is not al- ways bad,” made him say less sternly: “I know you are, Kingston. Perhaps,” and here the colonel’s eyes absolutely twinkled, “I too, had my troubles before I became a real cadet.” Then gruffly, “Case dismissed.” TOO MUCH SUGAR By Annette Jervis, ’32 DURING the war a special course in ex- plosives was given at Riverside High School. It was then that Fate, contrary to her usual custom, had mercy on Paul Maughn. For Paul was one of those people whom Christopher Morley classified when he said: “He was liable to those mischances of the impossibly absurd which especially afflict philosophers.” People in general, and even Paul himself, always expected that he would do the wrong thing at the wrong moment, and their fear was usually justified. But for once Fate was kind— It was about seven o’clock one evening when Julia, the popular daughter of the chemistry teacher, came down to the high school with a message from her mother. She stayed a few minutes to watch the young men finish their •experiments. Then it was that Paul’s useless- ness increased. “Here. Paul, put a little more sugar in this mess, will you?” Roy commanded carelessly, and looked up to see if Julia were watching him. “All right,” Paul answered, absently. He was far from the laboratory. A series of pic- tures was running through his mind; he saw himself as an ace, for of course Paul expected the war to last until he was old enough to go over and stop it; he could picture in his mind the combat with the enemy—the unexpected ac- cident to his plane—the sickening swoop down- ward—the cool, quiet moment under the stars —the approach of the ambulance—the nurse, she being Julia, of course. He could not decide what would happen next. The noble thing would be to say to Roy or Burt: “Take her. She is yours.” Then he would die. But somehow it is difficult to kill a hero, even in a day dream. “Hey. Wait. Look at the sugar. What are you trying to do, make fudge? Give me that sulphuric acid.” Roy snatched the bottle. He saw that the proportion of sugar was un- usually large, and knew that he was making more of the stuff than the professor ever al- lowed. However, if he didn’t use this up he would have to start the experiment over again, so he poured quite a lot of the acid upon the mixture in the dish. “We need more nitric acid, don’t you think, Roy?” Paul suggested. “Sure. You go get it.” Burt was busy on the other side of the room with phosphorous and carbon disulphide, and Paul was just entering the supply room when Roy brought his fist down so violently on the marble slab. “I don’t see wh----” he began in a puzzled voice. But suddenly it seemed as if the whole universe were being torn apart by gigantic claws. Pencilings of red, yellow, and green crossed before his eyes like swords. Then all was black. Roy sat up expectantly when the nurse an- nounced his first visitor. His right arm was bandaged from shoulder to fingertips, but he was feeling a lot better and was quite eager for company. Paul sauntered into the room, with a grin on his carefree countenance, and quite ready to relate all the news of the past week. “Well, that was some job you did on the lab,” he commented, when polite conversation had been worn ragged by repetition. “Say, wasn’t it odd that I wasn’t there to stop that piece of marble when it landed? First time in my life, I guess—well, anyway, Burt says that the slab hit the ceiling. As a more conservative esti- mate Julia offers seven feet as the limit. And, by the way, wasn’t it lucky that she had just stepped over to the other side of the room when the explosion occurred?” “I’ll say so. How is she?” “Oh, fine. That reminds me—I must be off. She is letting me take her to a lecture again to- night, and it is almost seven now.” With some of the class expenditures that are star- ing us in the face, I hope most of us have a suitable balance in our bank books to meet the obligations about to be imposed on it.—From 1931 Class Notes. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 135 BUSINESS DEPRESSION AMONG THE GHOSTS By Beniamin G. Saw in, ’32 THE setting was an old house on a hill. The house had not been lived in for nearly thirty-five years; it needed repairs badly. The lawn and steps were overgrown with weeds and neglected shrubs. Some of the win- dows were broken and many clapboards had fallen from the walls. The chimney had fallen down and made a hole in the roof. It was lo- cated at least a mile from the nearest house, but a main road passed within two hundred yards of it. Inside a great deal of plaster had fallen from the walls and ceilings. The entire place looked as if it had been forgotten by the whole world. The time was about midnight. The weather was bleak and it was raining very hard. The wind was howling around the eaves. The stars and moon were not out that night. The wind scampered through the windows and stirred up the dust. The house shook all over with each gust of wind. A ghost with suitcase in his hand opened the front door, glided in, and shut it behind him. He walked up the stairs to the second floor. Just as he reached the second floor, he suddenly saw another ghost. The first ghost’s surprise was so great that he dropped his bag, which tumbled down the stairs. The second ghost, when he saw the first one, dropped his chains. They both stared at each other. Ghost No. 2 wanted to know why the first ghost was trespassing on his private haunt. The first ghost said he had waited ten years to haunt this particular house. They started to argue and sparks began to fly. Suddenly a third ghost came around a corner, and was so shocked that he dropped a huge knife from his hand. When he recovered from his surprise, he joined the argument. A fourth ghost dashed up the stairs to see what was going on and he entered the discussion. A fifth spectre, who looked very old and feeble, came out of a bin in the cellar and slowly ascended the stairs. When he reached the floor where the other ghosts were wrangling, the four ghosts saw him and demanded to know what he was doing there. This old ghost wanted to know what they were doing in his house. The five ghosts began to argue, all shouting in unison their rights to haunt the house. Presently a young man came into the house to see what was happening. He went up the stairs and walked over to the group, saying: “Good evening, gentlemen, I am Ted Wilcox, of the Mercury.” The ghosts stopped arguing to stare at him. Was Ted afraid of these ghosts? I should say not. He had lived next to a grave- yard for twenty years. As he tcok a notebook from his pocket, he said: “What is the cause of this dispute, and please don’t all talk at once.” Ted pointed at the oldest and said: “What’s your story?” The oldest ghost said: “I have never seen so many ghosts in all my life. I was murdered by my wife with a shovel in this house in 1795. I came back and drove her crazy and I have been scaring everybody who has entered this house ever since. But in this last century, business has been poor. During the last ten years I have not given anybody a good scare. When I appear in front of anybody he only shakes his head and says: T am sober. I have not had a drink for a year.’ Even when I wear my Bloody Bones costume, which used to turn people’s hair white, they don’t notice it. And now I find four other ghosts on my haunt. There is not enough business here for one ghost, without having four others trying to start competition. You can’t blame me for being angry.” Ted pointed at the next oldest ghost, said: “What is your story?”, turned over an- other page in his notebook and started to write. The next oldest ghost answered: “This is the first time that I have spoken with a mortal on equal terms. You know I am used to scaring people and not used to being interviewed by them. Well, I used to live in this house and I was hanged in a prison for murdering a dozen or so people. I have been wandering from place to place, scaring everybody that I could. A week ago I decided to haunt this house, and I arrived here yesterday. I did not think this place haunted until tonight. I do not intend to leave here without a stiff fight. I have as much right here as anyone.” Ted asked the next ghost to tell his story. This ghost was the one who had the huge knife, which he was now brandishing in his right hand. He said: “I am not used to speak- ing before more than one person or ghost, but I will make a concession tonight. Well. I was murdered with this knife by my best friend i. this very house in 1890. I have been traveling abroad to get ideas about the methods of European ghosts ever since. I have as much right to haunt this house as any ghost. With my improved methods I could be a success. It will take a lot to get me out of here.” The next ghost to tell his tale was the one who had dropped his chains. He now had his chains draped around his neck in quite an ar- tistic fashion. They clinked at every move he made. Mr. Ghost spoke in a hollow voice. He said: “I used to be the family skeleton of the 136 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR people that lived here last. They went to Cali- fornia and I went with them. Well, I scared them to death one by one until they all expired. Then I came back here, arriving last night. I am experienced in scaring people and there is no one whom I can’t scare. I don’t intend to leave here as long as I have three or four fathoms of heavy chain to rattle.” The next person to speak was the ghost who had arrived last. He was young for a ghost. He picked up his bag which had fallen down the stairs. He spoke with a thin, squeaky voice and said: “I have been searching for a house to haunt for a long while. Today I met a spook who told me that this house needed a lively ghost. I am a graduate of the College of Spectres and I have been awarded the Bachelor of Spectreism Degree. I know the latest methods of scaring people. This ghost busi- ness is beginning to die out. But as I am in this house I shall not give it up to anyone.” The oldest ghost had been floating around, touching the ceiling and rebounding. When the young ghost had finished speaking he pulled himself down to the floor by pulling his boot straps. He began to speak again and said: “Well, son, I guess that you are right about this business dying out. It has been twenty years since I have scared anyone good and proper. The last person I did a good job on was a negro tramp. I will tell you how I did it. This negro came in the front door after dark and was rather scared of the darkness. I first pushed him up these stairs with an in- visible hand on his back. He started to shiver and I put a human eyeball in his hand. He dropped it and went up in the air three feet. Next I put on my Bloody Bones costume and stood before him. His hair turned white and he headed for the front door, only to be halted by my luminous skeleton suspended from tho ceiling. Then I made several cries which started him up the stairs again. When he reached the top I appeared before him in the costume of Henry the Headless, or The Grave- less Corpse. The tramp turned and ran out of the door headed for points south. Yes, sir, when I scare them, they get scared good ami proper.” The reporter, Ted Wilcox, stopped writing in his note book and lit a cigarette. He then of- fered the ghosts cigarettes but they refused on the grounds that they did not eat or smoke or do any material things. Then Ted said to them: “Boys, you need a system, a good system, one that would do a good job on an ordinary mortal. First, you need a president who has had lots of experience with scaring people. Grandad here has had more experience than any of you. He has been scaring people since 1795. You need other officers such as a treas- urer, secretary, and board of directors. These offices you can figure out without my help. With all of these ghosts, who know their trade so well, you ought to be able to do a job that will be admired by the whole world of ghosts.” The ghosts talked over among themselves the suggestions of Ted. Then the oldest ghost said to Ted: “We have decided to follow your idea. We will work out a plan that will astonish the Ghost-World. We shall form a spectral com- pany to be known as The Amalgamated Shock Producers. Then mortals, watch out for your shivers and shakes. Of course, young man, you are only an ordinary mortal, but your sug- gestion is a good one.” Ted said to the ghosts: “I will have to go back to work soon so I will leave you now, but if you have any difficulties with your business I will be glad to help you out with them.” Then the ghosts told Ted that they would have to separate soon because the rising sun, which was beginning to brighten the darkness, would give them illnesses. When Ted turned around the whole group had disappeared. The Senior play was a distinct success. The Seniors deserve great praise for the manner in which this activity was put over.—From 1932 Class Notes. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 137 PRELUDES By Rosamond Rieser, 32 THE prima donna had sung the prelude to the aria from “Madame Butterfly.” She walked slowly, with the child in her arms, to the designated spot at the front of the stage where she was to kneel. Kneeling, she looked down at the child in her arms, but her eyes went to the conductor who then raised his baton and nodded his head just as Butterfly sang the opening notes. If she had been one half a second too soon or one half a second too late, she would have ruined the whole opera. She would have spoiled a great masterpiece. What right would she have had to do this thing? Who was she to defile great art? Who was she? “It has been many years since I have taken my pen in hand to write of all the wonders of my age. But since you have pleaded so hard, my friends, I am going to write of my youth, my glorious youth. I was born in the fifteenth year of the Italian Renaissance, to be exact, 1493. At this time Europe was struggling between the medieval age and the modern, powerful Europe, so swayed by the dreams and vision of the future, that she left the past in a turmoil. I breathed the very air that Michael Angelo did. I walked with Raphael, and I talked with Dante. With my very eyes did I behold the tragic affair of Beatrice and Dante. But first I am going to describe some of the scenes of my youth, which remain very vividly in my mind. Yes, let me relive those scenes with you, even as you read them. RAPHAEL Just behind that tree over there, is a lovely flower; I know that, because I have explored these woods very often. I think rather vaguely of getting up and going over to pluck that flower, which is a heavenly shade of blue. But no, it is too comfortable here, the air is soft and warm with a hazy softness which envelopes one. I look down again at the brook which is flowing at my feet. Hesitantly, I edge my foot over near the brook, and slowly stick my bare toe into it. But I pull it out quickly for it is cold and it awakens me to the sense of time. For it is late, already the sun is setting down by the Ponte Vecchio. With a determined air, I follow the brook a mile or perhaps a mile and a half. Suddenly I stop. For right behind that gully is a young artist, sketching. Coming softly up behind him, I stand as if hypnotized looking over his shoulder. For his is the most beautiful painting. It is only of a sunset and a small boy standing with his face to the sky. But such beauty of expression, such grace in the posture of the boy, that I exclaim aloud in wonder. The young artist is startled greatly, but seeing only a young lad he greets me, and continues painting. Then he makes a tiny blur with his brush, spoiling the whole thing. I shall remember his face always, for it was one of great anger; he tears the painting into tiny bits and flings them into my face, not blaming me, but himself. This young unknown artist was Raphael, and now he is a great painter. But that was many years ago — and I am a young man now —. DANTE AND BEATRICE I ramble down the sunny streets of Flor- ence, my purple gown floating in the breeze. Florence is a beautiful city, one of the most beautiful cities in all the world — or so it seems to me. My heart swells and almost bursts with pride as I look at Florence — my Florence. The scene is typically Florence's own, no other city has one like it. I suppose this is one reason that I love it so well. The main street is paved in a dull red gold brick that takes a golden hue when the sun strikes it. There are pigeons hovering around, basking in the warmth of the sun and eating daintily from the hands of an old woman, with a shawl around her head. The houses are right up to the street and gay young girls call to each other from opposite windows. The Arno River flows by the other side of the street, passing under the Ponte Vecchio. Oh! the Ponte Vec- chio is wonderful. There is nothing like it. It is an old bridge carved with the finesse of the masters of art; the wonderfulness of it creeps up into my blood, until I revel in it. At this moment Dante saunters up from the Pallacio Bella, while Beatrice, clad in a yellow robe with a rose at her throat, meets him at the Ponte Vecchio. Beatrice is lovely to look at, and even I feel a quickening of my breath as I gaze upon her. Her hair is titian, and her skin is white, like a white rose. Dante is gazing upon her and worshipping her from afar, but Beatrice, her head held proudly, passes by with an immobile counten- ance. Dante, with sorrow in his heart, walks slowly on, lonely and sad. What pain is mingled with the glorious rays of sunshine, for Dante, and for all men? But pain is sad and I am happy, joyous in the thought of youth, freedom and everything wonderful. Egotism? Of course. But what is youth for if not for egotism? What care I for poor Dante? I’m 138 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR living, I’m free, and I’m happy! But the pic- ture of the broken Dante lingers. THE SAINT Florence is sleeping soundly, but I, with the wakefulness which I sometimes feel, find brain pictures passing through my mind. I see my mother as she was, tall with black eyes and a Madonna face; my father, a typical Italian and a lover of all arts; and my baby sister who died when she was three. I find that I can’t sleep, so I get up and dress quickly, thinking that a short walk might make me sleep. I pass down the silent street which is lighted only by the moon, I cross the Ponte Vecehio and come to the great Cathedral of St. Maria’s. I go into the dim interior of the church whch is illumined by candles. The altar is lovely and the stained glass windows seem to be lighted by something more than ordinary candles. Into the shadows steals a woman, young and with the face of an angel. Kneel- ing down, she seems to be praying intensely. Suddenly it comes to me that she is a saint, an Italian saint worshipped through centuries. I leave quietly and go home to bed, sleeping as never before. For had I not seen a saint in the dim recesses of the cathedral? Youth is like that. All this I am living over with you who read it, and again I feel the unexplainable ecstacy over some little thing which gives no cause for ecstacy. And as I remember, I wonder if everything isn’t a prelude, childhood a prelude to youth, youth a prelude to age, and age a prelude to death. Death’s prelude? Who knows save God? And who of us would really wish to know? For as we know, we die, and we don’t wish to die. Even as the prima donna sings, we live. Our lives are like the great arias, short but inex- plicably wonderful. Who are we to defile the life that is given to us? You would call me egotistical? Yes, But am I not young? And life is so beautiful —. Another quarter safely past! And were we glad to receive those blocks of paper! It’s such a relief not to have to be forever borrowing and loaning paper now isn’t it?—From 1933 Class Notes. Judge: “Prisoner, the jury finds your guilty.” Prisoner: “That’s all right, judge. I know you’re too intelligent to be influenced by what they say.”— Montreal Star. I suppose the boss was annoyed when you told him I was leaving next week?” “Yes, he thought it was this week.”—Atlanta Jour- nal. BRAINY By Dexter B. Martin, ’31 (Continued from last month) HE ran into the barn — for they lived on a small farm quite a way outside the city limits — and started the ancient flivver. He drove out of the yard and fol- lowed the highway until he came to a side road that suddenly forked off and seemed to lose itself in the woods. “There is an old shack up here somewhere. I remember seeing it the last time I was out hunting,” he muttered to himself. “I wouldn’t be a bit surprised if — ah, I guess I’m right,” he suddenly concluded as he caught sight of the tire marks of two automobiles in the dusty road. Just then the trail he was following stopped and Bob saw the wheel marks turned into what appeared to be an impassable path. “Guess I won’t take the car up there,” he said to himself, and added with a laugh: “It would be too hard to get out if I wanted to leave in a hurry. Well, I hope Lady Luck is with me.” Meanwhile, back in the cabin, the two bank robbers had completed their preparations for a getaway and were just about to leave. They had tied Chief Pat up so securely that there wasn’t the slightest danger of his becoming free and leading a search for them. They had just gone into the smaller room to bid him a taunting good-bye, when — “Stick ’em up,” said a voice from the door- way. Crash! The stick hurled by the smaller man had been aimed at Bob’s head but had gone through the window instead. “Bang!” spoke Bob’s revolver, and the man was disabled by a broken arm. The other man, taking heed by the fate of his unfortunate companion, made no move of resistance. He saw that here was a man not to be fooled with. “Hey, Marston, open this door,” came Chief Pat’s voice from the other room. “Open the door,” repeated Bob, motioning to the taller man. “Untie that man and don’t try any tricks while you are doing it. Remem- ber, I’m a good shot.” Apparently he sounded convincing for the man, after a slight hesitation, obeyed his com- mands to the letter, thus forfeiting his last chance for escape. If he had realized how very nervous Bob was or how easily he might have knocked him down and disarmed him — well, Bob hated to think of that possibility. “Marston, you’re great. I knew you had it in you all the time,” cried Chief Pat exultantly, as he limped in, rubbing his chaffed wrists. And Bob couldn’t resist asking: “Aren’t you glad you gave me another chance?” SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 139 WORLDS By Florence Connolly, 31 “----and the pirate chief growled from the depths of his beard, ‘To the plank with ’im! Do you hear?’ with a savage glare at an of- fending henchman who wasn’t moving fast enough. ‘Aye, aye, sir!’ they all cried and with one accord they seized the victim and thrust him toward the ominous plank. Struggling des- perately, he was forced upon the board, prodded forward by a sword point, lost his balance and fell down to the hungry sharks waiting far below.” Letting his head rest against the chair back, the little boy at this point turned his gaze upon the colorless sky and the pouring rain, but for him they were non-existent. He was in the midst of pirates, conventional pirates, swarthy-skinned, gold-earringed, vividly and raggedly clad, leering, maimed (the ear was the favorite missing member). He was fighting again the bloody combats under the emblem of the crossbones and the skull, hearing again the savage glee of the pirates on beholding another ship, the tumult of the battle, the shrieks of the victims (you understand, of course, that the other ship always loses), feel- ing again the adventure of it all, the joy of living, the joy of fighting with which, to the little boy, there is no mingling of honor. His mother entered the room, her mind in- tent upon what she could provide for supper. She turned on the lamp over the desk, — it was growing dusky — took pencil and pad and sat down in a chair beside the desk. Casting a reflective glance about the room, she saw Jack hunched up in the big chair, too deep in his dreams to be as yet aware of her presence. “Jack!” she cried, “are you trying to read by that light? You’ll ruin your eyes. It’s probably a silly story, anyway. I know better than to expect you’re doing your homework. And your position! Don’t you know you’ll be bent over like an old man if you sit like that?” Jack started. Thus rudely torn from his dreams, he was for a moment bewildered. “Huh?” he said. Then comprehending, “I was not!” He defended himself indignantly. “I was just lookiiT out the window. And — and aw, heck, it’s no fun to do homework and sit up straight.” His face assumed a disgruntled expression and he began, laboriously, to make a pretence of straightening up. “I know it seems more comfortable,” his mother said, rather plaintively, “but you’ll thank me some day.” Abruptly changing the subject she asked, “Would you like hamburg steak or chops for supper?” “Oh, get somethin’ good, some hot dogs,” said Jack and returned to his book after lighting the lamp beside him. “Hot dogs! Tch! tch!” said his mother, and conversation languished while she pondered over the supper. After supper, the conversation, which had re- vived somewhat, died down again. Jack, vora- ciously devouring his book, was concerned only with how much he could read before being forced to do his homework. His mother was absorbed in the household column, her darning basket beside her, and his father, whom we have neglected to mention before, was im- mersed in the financial page. Occasionally, his mother would remark on something which in- terested her and his father would grunt to show that he heard her, and, presumably, was following her. He also mentioned something of interest to him and she make a properly polite observation. Only once during the evening did both really unite on a common topic. This was when they discovered Jack to be reading the pirate book instead of doing his homework. After the lectures subsided, however, each withdrew into himself again. “Hum, this is rather good,” said his father, “never heard the idea expressed in quite this way.” His mother, well aware that she was ex- pected to ask him to read it aloud, complied, and he began this rather heavy, pretentious, philosophical observation. “Each one is as an island connected to others only by bridges — bridges of acquaintanceship, friendship, affection, relationship, all those ties which bind people to one another. Just as two islands, though they be connected by bridges, still remain separate and distinct, so two poi- sons, however bound together, still retain their own individualities and live in their own worlds. “It is therefore —” his voice trailed away and then with an abrupt change of tone he con- tinued: “That’s of no consequence. Don’t you think it’s good, though?” looking up at his wife. She, darning placidly, having listened enough to get the idea, was able to reply, “Rather a. good figure of speech. It’s heavy, though,” and there was a silence for a while. Suddenly she looked at the clock and ex- claimed: “Dear me! Look at the time! Jack, you ought to have been in bed at least two hours ago.” “It wouldn’t do us any harm to get to bed ourselves,” his father said — he had reached 110 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR the end of his article and, besides, was rather tired after his day’s work—and ponderously got up to set about his usual duties, locking the windows and doors and winding the clock. His mother, too, left the room to see whether the pantry was in order and everything ready for the morning, so Jack, left alone, made one desperate attempt to finish the remaining par- agraphs of his story. “After the battle was over, it was discovered that the pirates had been conquered and the hero (you, of course know that he must have been on the other ship; otherwise, the pirates always win), his noble countenance reflecting his inner nobility, said sternly to the bound pirates who were assembled before him: ‘Wretches, you have sailed the seas for four and twenty years, preying upon our ships, loot- ing them, and slaughtering our innocent people. Now, your hour has come. You are doomed to perish as you have caused others to perish! By the plank!’ “Slowly, one by one, dark forms hurtled through the air, down, down, to the depths of the sea, whence came the only indication of their presence (there were several hungry sharks following the ship), ever-widening rings on the surface.” A.MANT CHOISI LE JOUR I)E LA SAINT-VALEN- TIN ou. . . QUELQUES STROPHES A LA HEINE I)E MON COEUR Apollon sur ton trone Place avec toi les Arts; Pour prix ce Dieu leur donne Un seul de tes regards. Un Pindare, un Apelle En te voyant s’instruit; L’orgeuil craint le modcle Mais le coeur le cherit. J. Le B. B. LEANDRE A SA TRISTE HERO QUI SE DOUTE DE SON AMOUR Seches tes pleurs chere amie Hero, Je te ne delaisserai jamais — jamais, Pour l’amour de toi — saches plutot Que je me tuerais et benisserais la plaie. Quand je surnage cet Hellespont de nuit en nuit; Helas ma douce Hero, avant que les pieds sont humi des, Mon coeur, tout froid, rn’est presque enfuit — Enfin ma deesse grecque, Leandre est timide! J. le B. B. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 141 CHINESE VASE By Nona Lockman, ’31 I am so old and delicate, Old with the time of many years, Years that cling like dust to my coloring, Delicate with the fragility of age, Age that dulls the tints of my coloring. The same age and the same years Have stilled the hands that made me. They are forgotten, but I am here Forgetting not the hands that made me. They are dust. I am here. People come and go all the day In the temple more ancient than my ancientness. Some steal in to pray, bowing down Before the great Buddha, Who winks at me from where he sits, Catching greedily whatever coins and jewels They may place at his fat feet. Some come to say that they have been, They look at the Buddha and shudder, They look at me and say: “That vase needs dusting.” Some stalk the temple’s sacredness To “pick up” ancient treasures. They stare at me, Wonder, shake their heads and — All these see me not. But some come for the beauty of the holiness. They do not speak. They do not touch. They look at me — my colors under the dust, The history, the romance of my being, — And see me. The Chinese vase, Delicacy and dust, Fragility and age, Forgetting not the heritage that is mine Nor the beauty that is peace. AUTUMN LEAF By Nona Lockman, 31 Far be it from me to frown Upon this leaf just blown down From the first awakening of an early spring. Ever since it was a tiny thing It spoke with God. One little leaf, among all these trees; Just a leaf, tossed about by the breeze; But all through the golden summer long, Perfect as a portrait and gay as a song It spoke with God. Now, red-brown and yellow, — still so small. It has become the emblem of a flaming fall. But this ever-changing leaflet, nature-made, Down to the last wind-blown escapade Spoke with God. And though it has returned to the old brown earth From whence like others it once came, I will step lightly lest I tread upon And crush it, for I know that just the same It speaks with God. A POEM By Betty O'Connor, ’31 A poem is a philosophy That gives blind men the chance to see The romance that is everywhere. It makes them fight and strive and care Whether or not life’s passed them by, And stretch their arms up to the sky And grasp each flickering ray of light. E’er it pass forever from their sight. A poem is just a carefree air, Drifting through pits of dark despair. Carrying sunshine where’er it finds Saddened hearts, despairing minds, Lifting them out of the realm of night. Into the sunshine of love and light. A poem is happiness as a whole, A soothing balm to an injured soul. DIDO TO AENEAS ON. . . . SAINT VALENTINE’S DAY Send me no Valentines — I don’t want them; I suppose I do look old . . . O perfide! Your heart is cold . . . quis fallere possit amantem? B. J. H. L. EPITAPH ON MY LORD DUKE OF MARLBOROUGH Here lies Lord Marlborough great, the fame Of Queen Anne’s pompous time. Though ye would curse Jack Churchill’s name — Give ye the honour due . . . Blenheim! L. J. B. 142 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR THE LIBRARY DEPARTMENT IT doesn’t take a Sherlock Holmes to discover that this is the shortest month of the year. Incidently, vacation makes it shorter. But — a mere matter of days, lost or otherwise, has nothing to do with knowledge to be gained or pleasure to be found. Have you read a worthwhile book or magazine this month? Have you seen a play, moving picture, or opera which you will remember with increasing pleas- ure? Or have you increased your general fund of knowledge? Then, if so, this month has done something for you. than which no other, however long, might do more. In this month also, short as it may be, are the birthdays of two men, illustrious in Amer- ican history. What young school boy or girl does not know the names of George Washing- ton and Abraham Lincoln? But what do you know of these men? Of course you have heard the story of the cherry tree, that myth which we all enjoy when we hear it; and you’ve heard the anecdotes about Lincoln that we all admire. What, though, do you know about the real men? Are details of them, as men, not public officials, familiar to you? A short while ago the school purchased many books for our splen- did library. Among them is “George Washing- ton,” by Ford, and “Forever Free,” by Morrow. The first book, about Washington’s, naturally is very interesting and well worth anyone’s read- ing. The second, of course, is not entirely un- familiar to you. The author has made a name for herself and this book is worthy of it. You never can be too familiar with either of these characters. Plan to read at least one of these books. Vacation gives an excellent chance for this. Have you undergraduates seen, or rather, paid particular attention to the pottery exhibit on the left of the library door, as you enter? It is in a glass case, which displays it to best advantage. This Egyptian exhibit shows re- peated attempts in experiments of pottery making. These jars and cups are real, much more interesting than imitations, and given to our school by a former teacher. Miss Morey, who taught in the High School for thirty-nine years. Of course you know that the Egyptians believed that their dead had material needs in after life and therefore supplied them with food and drink. There are many interesting pictures on walls, gifts from past classes. Among other things is the framed epitaph of Shakespeare. As a cheerful thought, we pass it on to those who do not know it:— “Good friend, for Jesus’ sake forbeare, To digg the dust encloased heare; Blest be ye man that spares these stones, And curst be he that moves my bones.” Let none delude themselves with the vain belief that the library contains naught but Fite’s, Bassett’s and Muzzey’s histories. For those interested in the drama there are some excellent collections of plays: Barry’s “Half Hours,” “The Admirable Crichton,” and the ever enigmatic “Shall We Join the Ladies,” the unfinished play. Then there are quite a few “Modern Plays” anthologies, containing some of the best contemporary drama. The “English Book of Verse,” an anthology by Le Gallienne, contains many very extraor- dinary, interesting bits of verse, as humorous as they are exotic. Keep it a secret, but Virgil classes and Cicero classes may find something of interest in the eastern corner of the library. It is the “Life of Virgil” and the same of Cicero. — “Varium et mutabile semper femina.” SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR m 1931 Actual rehearsals for the marionnette show have now begun, with difficulties already arising. It is so hard to keep the tangle of strings well in hand! The faithless French student is called on to translate an unprepared paragraph, and is inspired, for it be- gins: “The courageous villian proved equal to the occasion.” Still — To Whom It May Concern So you confess you’re not a class proctor, — and you think being class editor is bad enough. Did it ever occur to you that it is possible for one to be con- demned to both? Heard in Mr. Donahue’s History Class: Miss A—n: “I’m waiting for that second proposal.” Not Really Sarcastic I sometimes think the Sophomores feel flattered that they attract so much attention. When we make frequent allusions in the Radiator to “Sophs,” please, little children, do not misconstrue our real meaning. Warning! A word to the wise. Any person taking Spanish and also studying in Room 129, is hereby cautioned to be sure to bring his Spanish book with him. I often wonder exactly how some of the so-called astronomers actually study the heavenly bodies from 9 P. M. to ----? A. M. Who is the handsome young man who stands by the doorway during the second lunch? He is tall and dark with long sideburns; and such pants, the Holly- wood type, and a tie that is a work of art (a lost art), having a large splashy spot in a red and orange design, on a background of bright yellow. (And you still wonder why we’re curious.) —The Shadow. Do you know that Benjamin Franklin was a sales- man? If you don’t think so, visit 324. Members of the traffic squad were requested to use their voices. I think that for some the feet would be a fit substitute. (What do you suggest?) Two Senior boys in Room 1II have shown a great liking for two young ladies in the Junior class lately. A Catastrophe of the Generation A Senior was actually seen showing a Soph the cor- rect way to a room. Something ought to be done about it. (A disappointed Senior.) Why must we wail for the 8.15 bell? I have actual- ly hurried my breakfast, arriving here breathless only to find to my dismay, that the door is locked. (Oh, for those extra ten or fifteen minutes! How much could be accomplished?) 1932 February — some years ago Augustus stole one day from this month to put it on his month, August, mak- ing August equal to Caesar’s month, July. Therefore, thanks to Augustus, we have one day less of school, and one day more of summer vacation, which all goes to prove that even jealousy does some good. We live in an age of unions. It’s union this and union that. The latest is the Bottle Breakers’ Union, comprised of those whose policy it is to break a bottle a day and do their best to keep Mr. Pearson away. There is no positive evidence, but rumor has it that James Smith is a charter member. At any rate Bill Tesson knows a lot more that he’s telling! Roderick MacLeod has a singular tale of woe. He says that he doesn’t mind paying the piper, but some people want him to pay the whole orchestra! Speaking of orchestras, that reminds us of trumpet players and Martin O’Shaugnessy. Martin blows (and blows and blows) a mean eighth note! Another starv- ing musician (?), Alton Eccles, has taken up invent- ing to stave off hard times. His latest contribution to science is safety automobile glass. You can hit this new kind of glass with a hammer without breaking the hammer! Did I? You bet I had a berth in the “Met” the entire week of February 5. Ask anybody who saw Duke Ellington if this columnist doesn’t know how to pick his orchestras! 144 SOMERVILLE HIGH Famous Quotations From Morris Gorfine’s latest story: “We were seated In the best seats that 25 cents could buy.” From a Well-Known English Theme: “There were two of us, including the skates.” Place and time unnecessary. “I should have gotten A.” One man I envy is Mr. Tuttle. While I’m here shoveling snow, writing gags, and employing my leisure time for other worthwhile objects, he is bask- ing in the Florida sun! I often wonder if my pet idiosyncracies are common to all, or if I am some queer sort of person. For in- stance, does everybody like to sit with one foot on top of the other? Does everybody, when walking, pick up a stick and run it along a fence, creating the most outlandish noise? Does everybody like to drink water while reading a book? Does everybody have a passionate love for solid color ties? Any help in this perturbing problem will be appreciated. Rather short this month. Short and how sweet? Mostly because of lack of time. More next month :f you turn out with a few contributions. Don’ forget that school rebegins after a week of vacation, which, declared as a rest-period, you have already planned to spend rushing hither and yon, so that after your “rest” you will be more tired than you would have been without the alleged rest. In the future .... SCHOOL RADIATOR 1933 Well, well, and a few more holes in the ground. That’s the way the Junior and Senior Class Editors begin their notes, so why can’t we? And speaking of Senior and Juniors here is one that is typical of both classes, He: “All the handsome men in the world aren’t conceited. Oh, no! Take me, for instance, I’m handsome, but I’m not conceited.” Tsk! Tsk! And when I write that familiar form “tsk” I think of the latest pronunciation of it which I can- not write. It sounds like a cross between a sneeze and a whistle when spoken. Maybe you’ll hear it soon. You’d better hope not, because if you do, hold your teeth! And again, the English class incidents. One boy, relating an exceedingly gruesome mystery tale in- formed us that “A man came out of the house with a dagger in his heart.” Would that we had been there! And just to prove that there is some chance for humor in a Latin class — a certain class, upon enter- ing the room, saw on the board a rather humorous sentence which, Miss L—h explained, was the transla- tion of an ablative absolute — believe it or not. “Prehistoric skulls were found digging a well.” But, to add to the laughter, Mr. A—y, who had hap- pened to come in just then remarked that “they seemed to have followed the old custom of going into a thing head first.” To Get Back to English — How’s This? Bright boy: “If two autos intersect — is that inter- section ?” Miss C—n—ly: “No, that’s a collision.” And now, the snow! We are for snowballing and coasting! We Sophomores have been told by the Juniors and Seniors, that when we get to High School we should be too dignified and “growed-up” to do such things! Yeah? Well we sure do get a wonderful example from you! By the way, are the New Year’s resolutions still in- tact? No answer expected. (Was that a sigh of re- lief?) We little ones do enjoy those basketball games so! It gives us a good chance to whet our enthusiasm. And do we admire the players? Also the track meet was quite exciting and although this particular class didn’t exactly shine —oh well. Speaking of enjoying things we seem to have over- looked these dances after the basketball games. Bas- ketball team, hurry up, and have another game in the home gym. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 145 POST GRADUATE NOTES SWIFT run the sands of Time, and now our year is almost gone. Examinations draw on apace. See that you are prepared. If not, seize old Time by the forelock and make up for those lost hours by systematic and earnest review. — “Fronte capillata est post est occasio calva!” For the meaning see Miss Teele, Mr. Hosmer, or Cicero. Of course you could ask John Pierce. Our library is now further honored by the presence of William Shakespeare, Oliver Wen- dell Holmes, “Rab” Burns, Ralph Waldo Emer- son, and Irving, also Percy Shelley. Look on top of the book shelves and see how many you can identify. There is a beautiful bust of Hermes (?) in 114. Have you seen it? Well, we remember when Zeus, Juno, and all that galaxy serenely stood and with classic calm dominated the school corridors. Those were the days. “It may be possible to find Orion in the eve- ning sky,” says our Ira Prouty, “but ... !” Some one told him he’d find it if he’d look above the tower of the Unitarian Church at 9 P. M. They neglected to indicate on which side of which Unitarian Church he should stand to find Orion. Ira suspicions that, as the English say, “Seme one ’as been ’aving ’im hon.” Tsk, tsk, Ira. Habsurd! Then there’s this French poetry! Every day we receive cables from anguished readers in Patagonia, Pontus, Paregoric, and Peru:— “Dear Areopagitica stop Please tell me what course to take with this fancy French poetry stop Should I ignore it or commit translation stop I wish to appear intelligent on subject it it’s necessary to do so stop Apoplectic-ally yours stop Charles Bowden (or Edward Matheson or Mary Small). We have answered thusly:— “Dearest Iligg Parker Prescott CCrrooww- weeell stop Lewis Pratt Rortha Marshall and original correspondent stop From long experi- ence have found best course to either take our French poetry or leave it alone stop Severe- ly alone stop We’d say more but for Nemesis Poet writes French poetry “ut apes geome- triam” stop That’s one for the book stop See Horace stop “Areopagitica.” “Pas a pas on va loin,” said Bertha Sander- man sliding off the front step backward. The pre-publication subscription list for “History of Samuel Houston or Mr. O’Shaugh- nessy Marches Through Texas,” by Prescott Crowell, and James Le B. Von B. Du B. B. Baron Munchausen, this list we say, is as long .as a wait for the Highland Avenue street car on a cold, cold afternoon! Subscribe for yours now! (advt.) Visit the interesting exhibition of XVIII century prints and books on view in the library. The royal family of the Hanoverian line is especially well represented. The group is loaned by James Boyle, ’30; John Pierce, ’30, and Bertha Marshall, ’30. H. J. B. “Scientifically speaking, coal is of the same composi tion as the diamond.’' “Still, it is only a carbon copy.”—Pittsburg Sun. Most of the country’s great men sprang from the farm — and generally as far as it was possible. — Western Leader. Distance “Can you get any distance with your radio?” “Sure. Why the neighbors for three blocks around are complaining.” 146 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR SCHOOL NEWS POETRY CLUB THE regular meeting of the Poetry Club was held January 19. A short memorial service was held for the two teachers who have so recently died, Miss Parmenter and Miss Bell. “Invictus,” by Henley, “Crossing the Bar,” by Tennyson, and a poem dedicated to “Miss Bell, An Intimate Friend,” were read. Mr. Harold Melvin, head of the English de- partment at Northeastern University, was the guest speaker. He prefaced his reading by giv- ing the old conception of a poet as a man with long hair and wild eyes. From his own experi- ence, however, he assured us that there was nothing odd or queer about a poet. Among his poems which he read, “The Lamplighter,” “If Beauty Is Transient,” “Star Peddler,” and “Pygmalion and Galatea” were perhaps the best liked. M. C., ’31 ASSEMBLIES THE Juniors assembled in the auditorium on January 23, for a short meeting. We have had but few meetings this year, a fact which we regret, for we all enjoy these friendly informal gatherings with Mr. Avery and profit greatly by them. Mr. Avery spoke of the National Honor So- ciety, the Honor Roll, and other school organ- izations which we, as Juniors, should be think- ing about in the hope of gaining membership in them. On January 27, the Senior Class assembled in the auditorium for a brief meeting. The question of whether or not we would have a year book was discussed. The support of the Senior Class is needed if this venture is to be a success. Lunch-room conditions, scholar- ship, the Senior Play, and the prompt payment of class dues were the other matters briefly dwelt upon by Mr. Avery. HOUSEHOLD ARTS DEPARTMENT ON January 23, the girls of the Household Arts Class listened to an interesting lecture by Miss Paulson, who demon- strated a number of electrical devices. Our attention was first called to a table which was wired with electricity. Miss Paulson at- tached one of the new electric egg beaters with a bowl under it to the table. This beater, we were told, can be used for mixing cake batters, frostings, and creaming butter, besides beat- ing eggs. It certainly was interesting to watch our demonstrator make a cake, for all she had to do was measure and add the ingredients to the bowl. The beater did the rest. The demonstrator also mixed a waffle batter with the electric egg beater. The waffles were delicious, and they were cooked in an iron that any family would be proud to own. It had con- trols so that the waffles could be made to suit individuals and also a red light to indicate when they were sufficiently cooked. In addition, Miss Paulson showed us an elec- trical iron, teakettle, porcelain perculator,. toaster, and egg cooker. E. A. S., '32. PROSE CLUB AT the last meeting of the Prose Club, the members of that group and many of the faculty greatly enjoyed hearing Mrs. Margaret Deland, author of the famous “Old Chester Stories” read one of her well-known stories. Mrs. Deland read “The Hands of Essau” so beautifully and dramatically that no one of us had any difficulty in portraying the characters or putting himself in the place of either Nina or Tom. At the end of the reading, Mrs. De- land was interested in knowing the opinion of the members, but because of the lack of time, there was little discussion. However, several members of the club have written to Mrs. De- land in regard to Nina’s frankness. In response to these letters, Mrs. Deland in a letter to the secretary of the Prose Club, writes the following: “It was interesting to me to see how the club differed in regard to Nina’s action, but I have found the same difference of opinion whenever I have read the story to clubs or schools. I think that those of my hear- ers who felt the Nina ought not to have turned Tom down, do not realize the terrific risk she would have taken if she had married a person who was fundamentally a coward. That seems to cover all ol Tom’s character, because I sup- pose untruthfulness is, at bottom, a form of cowardice. Of course Tom’s secrecy (which was essentially a lie), was aroused by fear of losing Nina; and Nina, with her sense of truth, would, if she had married him, have constantly — as her uncle said — come up against this quality in him, which would have finally under- mined her love for him.” G. L. F., '31. 147 FORENSIC CONTESTS SOMERVILLE VS. ARLINGTON THE Webster Debating1 Society met the Arlington High School Debating Society at the latter’s school on Friday, Febru- ary 6, 1931. Somerville High was represented by the second team of the society, comprised of Edward Fitzpatrick, Robert Kehoe, and Everett Day. Arlington, although its argu- ments were convincing, was less forceful in the proof of the propriety of its side of the ques- tion. In a return debate held at Somerville High School, Somerville was defeated by Arlington. The subject for the day was: “Resolved: That the jury system should be abolished throughout the United States.” The debating team of the Arlington High School upheld the affirmative side of this question, while the Somerville team defended the negative side. The Webster De- bating Society was represented by its first team composed of Hyman Goldenstein, Vincent Maloney, and John Guidici. James Doolin pre- sided, and the judges were three members of the Boston University Debating Society. The debate was given under the direction of Leo C. Donahue, coach of debating at Somerville High School. NATIONAL HONOR SOCIETY THE NATIONAL HONOR SOCIETY has recently decided that regular meetings should be held twice a month and that the organization should be a trifle more active than it has been in the past. Under the guid- ance of Mr. Obear, Hyman Goldenstein, the president, and the ways and means committee, consisting of William Robbins, chairman, Lily Kertzman, and Stanley Howard, many new pro- jects are already under way. 1930 Donald Wells is a Freshman at the Tilton School, New Hampshire. Walter March is attending Northeastern Uni- versity as a Freshman. Louisa Wright was married to Thurston H. Edwards, Tuft’s graduate, on January 22, at the Teele Square Episcopal Church, West Som- erville. They will reside in Audobon, New Jer- sey. Maurice Brun and John Powers are at Bridge- ton Academy, Maine. 1929 Muriel Lowell is working as a case typist at the Cambridge Court House. Willis March is employed by the Alden Spears Company in Cambridge as a salesman. 1928 Harriet Hoitt, graduate of Chandler Secre- tarial School after one-year course, is employed as secretary by a Boston insurance company. Dorothy Marble is working at the Harvard Graduate School of Business Administration as a stenographer. 1927 Frank Cianpa is a Junior at the Boston Uni- versity College of Liberal Arts. Warren Day is the manager of one of the Pioneer chain stores in Somerville. 1926 Anna U. Sandstrom, class secretary Junior and Senior years, a Senior at Boston University P. A. L., will take the part of the fairy god- mother in the play of “Aschen Brbdei” to be given in German at Boston University, Friday evening, February 6. She will also be the solo- ist between the acts, singing always in German. The play is to be given to raise funds for a one- year scholarship to Germany. Miss Sandstrom is a member of the Boston University Glee Club, Pi Kappa Epsilon Soror- ity, Dramatic Club, and of the Students’ Gov- ernment. Last year she was president of the Dramatic Club, and is now president of the Y. W. C. A. 1924 Rita Mollett, Boston University, 1928, was married February 7. Anthony Di Cecca took a course in business administration at Boston University which he followed with a law course. He graduated in 1929 and is now preparing for the bar examina- tion in June. Frederick Hoitt has recently passed his chief engineer’s examination and received a chief’s rating. He was recently married. 1921 Dr. Richard H. Walsh, with an office in Ball square, was recently appointed school dentist. 148 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR EXCHANGES What Others Think of Us: “THE ENFIELD ECHO,” Enfield Public High School, Thompsonville, Conn.: You have a paper to be proud of. Every department is interesting. You seem to have clever artists. We like the “Poet’s Corner” and “Flashes of Humor.” “THE FULGOR,” Hartford High School, White River Junction, Vermont: Somerville High School’s “Radiator” has a “Poet’s Corner” to be proud of. “Dawn,” “Sunset,” and “Autumn” were very lovely nature poems. “THE LION,” Burdett College, Boston, Mass.: Your paper is quite original, both in copy and form. It was a pleasure to read the stories and your illustra- tions make your paper quite distinctive. Your ex- change column is to be envied and your advertisers are generous. “THE HIGH LIGHT,” A. J. Demarest High School,, Hoboken, N. J.: Well, of all the original and except- ional school papers that we have read yours is — well, we really can’t find any adjectives in our vocabulary, to- describe it, your Sport Issue in particular. Your Literary Department is to be envied and your depart- ment headings are quite out of the ordinary. “THE HUNTINGTON RECORD,” Huntington School, Boston, Mass.: By reading your bi-weekly, we learn an unusual amount of your school affairs. The article on the “Junior Promenade” was quite in- teresting. Why, we just wished that we were there! Your jokes are very original. “THE CARDINAL,” Herbert Hoover High School, San Diego, Calif.: Greetings! “Social Beams” is very interesting. But for that matter so is your entire paper. We enjoyed “Hoover Happenings” immensely. We Acknowledge: What We Think of Others: “THE CLARION,” Jamaica Plain High School, Bos- ton, Mass.: Well, folks, we would like to suggest a Table of Contents for your school paper. I just wish the author of “The Kind of Boy I Do Not Like” could see the impression that her article left on several of our egotists. Your cartoons are very droll, shall I say? “THE MASSACHUSETTS COLLEGIAN” — Mass- achusetts Agricultural College, Amherst, Mass. “THE HUNTINGTON RECORD” — Huntington School, Boston, Mass. “THE PARROT” — Rockland High School, Rock- land, Mass. “THE WESTERN STAR” — Western Junior High School, Somerville, Mass. f3,DY0(J S£e) tu Y The Senior J j thought They I —S — pLAY EAST . GOIN'YO n------ NIGHTS WCR£ °'N rC IT TO-Hire C FAMOUS Ft S ) The uowes x mav?k teyeR GOT ON MY fie POP.T CARD WA5 Q HAT QUARTSRLY REPORT 119 SOMERVILLE VS. ARLINGTON JANUARY 9, Arlington High School defeated Somerville High School, 30 to 19, in a basketball game at the Somerville High School Gymnasium. A crowd of approximately 150 had assembled. A dance was held after the game and lasted for an hour. Many Som- erville High School students were present at the dance. The outstanding players for the first team were “Bud” Ross, “Art” Mahan, and “Windy” Winn, while Gallucci and Surretto starred for Arlington. Arlington High School second team defeated Somerville High School second team, 18 to 15. Duggan and Harte played well for Somerville, while the outstanding players for Arlington were Pochine and Wright. BEVERLY VS. SOMERVILLE SATURDAY EVENING, January 10, in the Beverly High School Gymnasium, Somer- ville High Five was beaten thirty-four to twenty-one. Somerville Seconds defeated Beverly Seconds twenty-one to nineteen. John Duggan was the outstanding player in the game, scoring thir- teen points for the Red and Blue. Beverly High School’s first team played smart basketball in the first two periods, and at the end of the half, the score was twenty- two to nine in Beverly’s favor. Immediately at the beginning of the third period, Buckley .started to sink baskets. Beverly was in the lead by ten points at the end of the third period. The fourth period commenced with a see-saw game for three minutes. Morse, of Beverly, scored heavily and the game ended with Beverly High the winner. The outstanding players of the game were Buckley, of Somerville, and Morse, of Beverly. SOMERVILLE VS. RINDGE TECH JANUARY 14, the strong Rindge Tech team defeated Somerville High School in a Sub- urban League game, at the High School CJymnasium, 40 to 26. In the first game, however, Somerville High School second team defeated the Rindge Tech second team 18 to 17. The outstanding players for Somerville were Duggan, and Hamilton; Kishkis and Fergan, for Rindge Tech. The first team game then followed by Ross, Mahan, and McNamara starring for Somerville, and Parker, Sarausky, and Deluise playing ex- cellent basketball for Rindge Tech. SOMERVILLE VS. NEWTON TUESDAY, January 20, the Somerville High Five defeated the Newton High Five in a Suburban League game, held in the Somerville High Gymnasium, 41 to 26. Attend- ance at this game was about 100. The outstanding players for Somerville’s second team were East and Waugus. Waugus was the star, while Ducette and Vassalotte played well for the Newton second’s. In the second game Somerville’s defensive and offensive work was outstanding. Somer- ville did good work in this game, leading by 8 and 15 points all through the game. The out- standing players were Lundquist and Buckley. Buckley was the star, scoring 17 points for Somerville, while Huston and Patterson starred for Newton. Somerville has 1 win and 1 loss in the Suburban League. SECOND ANNUAL INTER-CLASS MEET THURSDAY, January 22, the second annual inter-class meet was held in the High School Gymnasium. The Juniors showed a marvelous presentation. The Seniors also did well in their events. The Sophomores were lacking in material, but they made a good show- ing with what material they had. The scores were: Juniors, 42; Seniors, 26VS; and Sophomores, 3VS- The meet was well at- tended and enthusiastically supported. There were attending the meet approximately 300 spectators. Mr. J. A. Avery, Mr. H. F. Sears, and many others from the faculty were interested specta- tors. 150 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR There was a strong cheering section at the meet, a Junior group of 250. There were many stars from the Junior Class; namely, Hayes, Delli Colli, Tranilla, Smith, Pat- terson, Janjijian, and Cameron. From the Senior Class were Moran, Colpus, Gilbert, Cap- tain Morrison, Shiere, and Manning. From the Sophomore Class were Smith, Reardon, Sousa and Kennedy. Summary of Events: 30-yard dash: Won by Hayes, Junior, 3 3-5; second place, Moran, Senior; third place, Delli Colli, Junior. 300-yard run: Won by Manning, Senior, 44 2-10; second place, Tranella, Junior; third place, Gilbert, Senior. 600-yard run: Won by Smith, Junior, 1 min- ute, 40 seconds; second place, Captain Morrison, Senior; third place, Piegott, Junior. 1,000-yard run: Won by Patterson, Junior, 2 minutes, 59 seconds; second place, Duffy, Junior; third place, Alforecht, Junior; fourth place, Goldstein, Jr. Relay race, 3rd teams: Won by Janjijian, Junior; second place, Shiere, Senior; third place, Reardon, Sophomore. Relay race, 2nd teams: Won by Colpus, Senior; second place, Tranella, Jr.; third place, Kennedy, Sophomore. Relay race, final event: Won by Gilbert. Senior: second place, Fletcher, Junior; third place, Sousa, Sophomore. High jump: Won by Cameron, Junior, 5 feet, 4 inches; second place, Fletcher, Junior. SOMERVILLE VS. BEVERLY JANUARY 28, Beverly High School Five played its return game at the High School Gymnasium. Somerville High Five played good basketball throughout the entire game, leading by approximately seven points in every period. Somerville’s defensive and offensive playing was greatly improved over that shown in their post games. At the end of the half the score stood 15 to 9 in Somerville’s favor. At the end of the third period the score stood 21 to 14 in Somerville’s favor. The game ended with Somerville High the winner, 31 to 18. The attendance at this game was about 150. Buckley and Lundquist played their usual fine offensive game. The athletic season is progressing finely under the guidance of William O’Brien, Charles Dickerman, and Francis X. Rooney. We are very sorry to hear that Mr. Alciere has left us to accept a position in the New Memorial High School in Roxbury. However, he is to have complete charge of the General Science Department and we wish him good luck and many friends in his new posi- tion. NORTHEASTERN INTER-SCHOLASTIC MEET JANUARY 30, Somerville participated in the Northeastern Inter-Scholastic Meet, held in the Boston Y. M. C. A. Gymnasium. In a blanket finish Watertown nosed out Som- erville in the relay race. Gilbert, Senior; Captain Morrison, Senior; Manning, Senior; and Delli Colli, Junior, were the stars for Somerville in the relay race. Gilbert opened up a lead as usual, but just barely nosed up at the finish. He was defeated by a Watertown man by one foot. CAMBRIDGE LATIN VS. SOMERVILLE FRIDAY EVENING, January 30, the Som- erville High Five played the Cambridge Latin Five at St. Mary’s Hall, Cambridge. Somerville won by a close margin, 33 to 32. The game was very exciting and interesting. Both teams played well but Somerville played, better basketball. The second team of Somerville defeated the second team of Cambridge Latin 36 to 18. Buckley, of Somerville, was the outstanding player in the game, scoring 12 points. This was a Suburban League game and leaves Somerville with two wins and one loss. !'FAMOUS fibs; SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 151 Give Him Work Sales manager: “What sort of recommenda- tions have you?” Applicant: “Well, I sold raincoats to farmers last summer all during the drought.” Bill: “I’m going to marry a girl who can take a joke.” Bob: “Don’t worry; that’s the only kind of girl you’ll get.” Mrs. Wimble: “Does your car have a worm drive?” Mrs. Strong: “Yes, but I tell him where to go.” Farmer Page: “That Smith boy that used to work for you wants me to give him a job. Is he steady?” Farmer Leaf: “Well, if he was any steadier he’d be motionless.” Sexton: “When are you going to preach your .sermon to the golfers?” Pastor: “The first rainy Sunday we have.” “What a cheerful woman Mrs. Smiley is.” “Isn’t she?” “Why, do you know, that woman can have a good time thinking what a good time she would have if she were having it!” “This is our latest novelty,” said the manu- facturer proudly. “Good, isn’t it?” “Not bad,” replied the visitor, “but you can’t hold a candle to the goods we make.” “Oh! Are you in the same business?” “No, we make gunpowder.” Man (just acquitted) to counsel: “Thanks very much! What should I have done without you ?” Counsel: “Oh, about five years.” Teacher: “Can you give me an example of wasted energy ?” Tommy: “Yes, sir. Telling a hair-raising story to a bald-headed man.” Landlady: “The coffee, I am sorry to say, is exhausted, Mrs. Smart.” Boarder: “Ah, yes, poor thing! I was ex- pecting that. I’ve noticed for some time that it has been growing weaker.” Ed—“Why don’t you like girls?” Tim: “They’re too biased.” Ed: “Biased?” Tim: “Yes — bias this and bias that, until I’m broke.” Smithson: “They gave the president of the South American Republic the customary salute of twenty-one guns, but I’m afraid it was a failure.” Brownson: “How ?” Smithson: “They missed him.” Hotdog: “The short story seems to be very popular these days.” Ole Katz: “Yeah. Nearly every man I meet stops to tell me how short he is.” Officer (to sentry guarding powder maga- zine) : “Suppose a bomb were to drop on this magazine, what would be the first thing you would do?” Sentry: “Go up instantly with the report, sir.” A. : “How do bees dispose of their honey?” B. : “They cell it.” i i k i t, t : t : s : Tel. Somerset 4704 We Deliver Durning OUGHNUT DELICIOUS DOUGHNUTS — CUP CAKES 237 ELM STREET SOMERVILLE t : : : A : A. A A A A A V : X X V A A A. A A A A A : A A A A A A x A A. 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University 0768 Porter 5820 Somerville High School Radiator Vol. XL Somerville, Boston, Massachusetts, March. 1931 No. ft The Somerville High School Radiator is published by the High School on the fourth Monday of every month during the school year, and only important news matter can be received after the first Thursday 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 on one side of the paper only, and sign full name. Communications, according to their nature, should be mailed to the editor, managing editor, or ex- change editor. Manuscript must be accompanied by necessary postage to insure its return. Terms, ?.75 per Year Simile Numbers, I.% rents Entered as third class mail matter at Boston P. O. SOMERVILLE JOURNAL PRINT Associate Editors BURT A. KELSEY, ’31 IRVING MURRAY, ’32 Exchange Editor IRENE WARD, ’31 Poetry Editor GERTRUDE FERRARA, '31 Class Editors EMMA E. GOULART, ’31 RALPH WATT, ’31 IRVING MURRAY, ’32 SHERMAN LEVENSEN, ’32 RUTII CARTER, ’33 LAURENCE PARR, ’33 EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chief IRIS I). RUGGLES, ’31 Alumni Editor VIRGINIA KAERCHER, ’31 Athletic Editor MARDROS YACUBIAN, ’32 Humor Editor VIOLETTE FORTIN, ’31 Managing Editor WARREN C. RUSSELL, ’32 Assistant Advertising Manager DAVID YOUNG, ’33 Assistant Circulating Managers JOHN HAMILTON, ’31 ELEANOR BATES, ’31 ELIZABETH HALL, ’31 VIRGINIA SAVAGE, ’32 Faculty Advisor ELIZABETH F. LEACH Faculty Treasurer LAURENCE A. SPRAGUE Assistant Faculty Treasurer ELIZABETH M. WELCH Library Editor RUTH MORRIS, ’31 Staff Artists AMLETO CAMPAGNA, ’31 CHESLIE D’ANDREA, ’31 MARGARET DIOSY, ’31 BARBARA ROHNSTOCK, ’31 TABLE OF CONTENTS EDITORIALS 164 OUR SCHOOL MUST WIN 173 THE EFFECT OF A BILLBOARD 165 Baibara Shay, ’33 Florence Connolly, ’31 THE CHAMPION 174 TOURING THE LAND OF EVANGELINE 166 William Mahoney, ’33 Lawrence Kempton, ’32 LIBRARY DEPARTMENT 175 HIGHLIGHTS FROM THE SENIOR PLAY 168 CLASS NOTES 176 THE HISTORY OF PHILATELY Bert Switzer, ’31 168 NEWS AROUND SCHOOL 179 AN EMBARRASSING MOMENT 169 ALUMNI NOTES 180 Doris Avey, ’32 EXCHANGES 180 POET’S CORNER 170 ATHLETIC NOTES 181 UNCLE HECTOR FIXES THINGS 171 HUMOR 183 Arnold Pedersen, ’31 164 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR ST. PATRICK’S DAY IN IRELAND ST. PATRICK’S DAY is a national holiday in Ireland. The day is observed by going to church and wearing the shamrock. In the cities big parades are held and ban- quets given in honor of St. Patrick. The shamrock will not grow in any country but Ireland. People have taken small pots of shamrock from Ireland to other countries, but it dies after a short period of time. The legend is that St. Patrick planted it in Ireland and:— “It shines thro’ the bog, thro’ the brake, and the mireland, And he called it the dear little Shamrock of Ireland.” M. F. S., ’33 FRIENDSHIP '‘Friend is a word of royal tone. Friend is a poem all alone.” AS the birthstone of the month of April is the diamond, and as this precious stone signifies friendship, it is appro- priate to say a word or two concerning this great human relationship. The old Anglo Saxon “freond” was the origin of our English word “friend.” No man can have a greater love than that which is found in friendship, when it is at its best and truest manifestation. True friendship consists in loving rather than in being loved. True friendship is unsel- fish. The friendship of Jonathan for David is a wonderful illustration. Jonathan knew that David stood between him and fame, glory and heritage; yet, it was through his love that David reached the pinnacle of success. Real friendship develops character because it demands self-sacrifice and self-surrender. It makes the spirits of men heroic. Seneca says: “After friendship it is confi- dence, before friendship it is judgment.” The Hindoos consider a sin against a friend the greatest crime that one can commit. Friendship, if founded on the right principles and ideals, is eternal. It can never end. R. A. K., ’31. EXAMINATIONS THE practice examinations have at last commenced for those students who plan to enter college next fall either by certificate or by examination. Perhaps at first it was generally felt by the students that these examinations encroached too much upon their leisure hours, but already that attitude has vanished as the subtle effect of the examina- tions is making itself manifest. What if many of us are deprived of our Saturday mornings? The value received outweighs the time spent. For, these College Board examinations, by their comprehensive qualities, plainly show us what our standard of work should be, and make us realize as nothing else could that our knowledge in certain essentials is dangerously weak and uncertain. It is so easy to study a subject and say you have mastered it, but so hard to assemble your thoughts at a moment’s notice and transfer this knowledge to paper. In still another way these examinations are decidedly beneficial: they offer to the student the incentive for broadening his whole life. For, although primarily intended to test a person’s knowledge in a certain subject, most of them actually are a means by which the depth and extent of one’s entire cultural back- ground may be measured. So, if each one of these practice examina- tions is done with the earnestness and whole- heartedness that would characterize a real Col- lege Board examination, the benefit derived will be inestimable. I. I). R., ’31. The death of William Corliss came as a sad surprise to his many friends in Somerville : High School. He was a boy respected and loved by his classmates and teachers because of his integrity, his ideals, and those other qualities which made him a true friend. Likewise the death of Goodhand Clark brought sorrow to many hearts. In his pass- ing. the Junior Class has lest one of its most worthy members. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 165 The Effect of a Billboard By Florence Connolly, ’31 HER world-weary eyes gazed unseeingly out over the traffic-laden road. Her faintly-smiling mouth made a mockery of laughter, so expressive was it of the bore- dom that results from having discovered how vain are both laughter and tears, joy and grief. Her creamy oval face and slender rounded neck stood out against the dead, deep black of her gown, the soft black of her fur. The only relieving touch was the whiteness of the gardenias on her impudently tilted hat. A striking figure, an exquisitely posed figure, a remarkably beautiful figure, yet the occu- pants of all those passing cars paid little or no attention to her. In fact, the only real at- tention she seemed to receive at all was that of a two-year-old child who gazed at her so raptly that he almost fell out of the car — he didn’t succeed because his mother, with a practised hand, seized his garments just in time — uttering, meanwhile, soft, gurgling ex- clamations to the effect that the lady was beau- tiful. The child’s mother who, after a day of so- called pleasure at the beach with her three small children and her husband, had reached the point where everything irritated her, said sharply, “It is only a billboard, Jack! Why shouldn’t she be beautiful,” she continued, half to herself, “nothing to do but sit there and look beautiful. I used to be pretty once” — her voice trailed away. Her husband’s temper had not been im- proved by his stay at the beach; among other things, he had had to rescue the youngest child, who was of an adventurous nature, on an average of twice an hour, either from drowning in the sea or suffocating in the sand — and instead of making a placating remark to the effect that she was the prettiest girl in the world to him, which he might have done if he, himself, were in a better mood, he burst forth hotly, “Isn’t that rather childish? It was only a billboard. I suppose you mean, though, that if I made more money you’d still be pretty!” This last, you must confess, was not a wise remark to make to any woman, especially one who was sand-scratched and wind-blown, tired and uncomfortable, and whose control of her nerves was almost com- pletely gone. “Yes, that’s what I do mean,” she flared. “If you had gumption enough to get a better job, I wouldn’t be all tired out looking after your children! I’d still be pretty.” She was now almost in tears. “It isn’t my fault and you know it! What can I do?” he defended himself. “You know how things are. Oh, what’s the use of talking to you,” he said disgustedly. “You’d go up in the air anyway. You were just looking for an opportunity. Anyway, how is a man ex- pected to get ahead with a woman nagging him every step he takes?” he demanded. “Nagging! When have I nagged you?” was- her indignant question. “It was about all I could do at times to keep still, but I managed it, even though your blundering nearly drove me crazy.” “So you call this keeping still, do you?” he said, taking his eyes off the road and half turning toward her to give greater emphasis to what he was saying. “Of all —” “Jack!” she shrieked. “Look out! That, car —” He turned quickly, saw the other automobile bearing down upon them and wrenched the wheel sharply to the right, almost overturning the car in his frantic effort to get out of the way, and stopped the car, nearly touching a tree. The other driver swerved slightly and put on his brakes, coming to a grinding stop. There was about three inches between the two cars. Fortunately, traffic was not very heavy at this point and there was quite a distance between the cars and those behind them: other- wise, there might have been more than one serious accident. However, there was present a policeman, a big, authoritative policeman, who was fully aware of his power and who at this time pro- ceeded to the best of his ability to tell Jack what his opinion was of drivers who expected cars to run themselves and spent their time admiring the scenery. The policeman con- cluded his remarks by stating that, although no- collision had occurred, Jack could be held for driving so as to endanger the lives of the pub- lic and if he (the policeman) were not a soft- hearted man, he would arrest him. However,, he’d let him go this time and “let this be a warning to y’s.” Then he turned to disperse the gaping crowd which had gathered, as one generally does, to witness a fellow human’s; discom fort ure. Jack, whose face, neck, and ears had as- sumed, by this time, the shade of a freshly- baked brick, started up the car and drove on for some miles in silence, rather a grim silence. His wife was also silent. In fact, the only noises to be heard were those sundry small creakings usually attendant on a three-year- old car. The children had long since gone to- sleep, even before the accident, and had not. waked then, so exhausted were they. He drove on further and still his wife did not speak. He himself was not willing to risk the first word, because he wanted some indica- 166 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR tion of his wife’s mood. Finally, however, he inquired gruffly, “What’s the matter with you ?” “The matter with me, dear?” she said mild- ly. “Nothing. What made you ask?” In the heat of his wrath a while back, he would have made a hasty answer which prob- ably would have started another storm, but now he only said, “I was wondering whether you had fallen asleep. Pretty tired?” “Yes, I am,” she returned. “It will be good to get home, won’t it?” “Urn,” he replied. There was another silence, but this was rather a pleasant one, now that the tension was relaxed. He was curious as to what she would say about the accident and he wanted sym- pathy, for he still smarted under the police- man’s tongue-lashing, but he did not know whether her pleasantness of a moment ago was transitory, whether her mildness had been un- expected to her too, or whether she had really recovered from her rather tempestuous mood. The baby opened his eyes and looked sleepily about. “Oh, pretty lady,” he murmured, pointing to a billboard. “Yes, dear,” said his mother absently, glancing in the direction indicated by the pointed finger. There she saw an aloof, sophis- ticated figure on a billboard, identical with that which had started the quarrel. Suddenly she began to laugh softly to herself. “What are you laughing at?” inquired her husband. “I was just thinking,” she said with amuse- ment, “that whatever the artist had in mind when he painted that picture, he certainly didn’t intend it to have the effect it had on us. And, Jack, the next time I go to the beach I’ll leave my temper at home and take my sense of humor along. That accident was really my fault and I think that policeman was awfully mean and sarcastic to talk to you like that,” she finished indignantly. Jack, soothed, became magnanimous and de- clared, “It was all my fault. I shouldn’t have turned around. But just the same, don’t you think that policeman was a little bit too up- pity?” “Absolutely!” said his wife with emphasis and they spent the following two weeks in dis- cussing every aspect of the accident and de- claring again and again that they would never be so foolish as to lose their tempers like that another time. But they did. More than once. They always do. Touring the Land of Evangeline By Lawrence Kempt on. 32 ON Friday the 13th of July we left the city with all its bedlam and started for the land of Evangeline via New Hampshire, Maine and the province of New Brunswick. We all looked forward to a pleasant vacation amid the hills and vales of this delightful country. Having started early, we made very good time to Portsmouth. We ate our lunch at a charming little road-stand after riding one hundred and sixty-nine miles. After lunch wc filled the tank with gasoline and proceeded on our way again. Passing through some very scenic country, we arrived at the beautiful new Carlton Bridge at one o’clock. As you probably know, this bridge spans the Kennebec River, thus connecting Bath and Woolwich, Maine. This bridge had only been opened to the public about two weeks before this time. After paying the customary toll and receiving bronze souvenirs, we drove on to investigate further the beauties of the Maine coast. The nature of this country, of which we had heard so much, was now becoming a reality. In many fields men were either cutting, raking, or stacking hay. The scent of the new mown hay was very pleasant, and seemed to be in the air everywhere. The car was running per- fectly and we felt that we were to experience a very pleasant vacation in the historic land of Evangeline. Driving steadily on through the afternoon, we arrived at the town of Rock- land at 3 o’clock. We did not stop here but hastened on to Prospect and thence to Bucks- port on the century-old ferry. While waiting SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 167 for the ferry to cross from the other side, we obtained postal cards of old Fort Knox, which is located on the heights above the river. Af- ter crossing the river on the battered old ferry- boat we sped on to our destination, which hap- pened to be Mt. Desert Ferry. Thus ended our first day on the road. The second day of our trip proved to be a very dismal one. It rained, or, I should say, poured all day long. It seemed very strange, driving for miles without seeing a car. We drove steadily all the morning, and finally ar- rived at St. Stephens, New Brunswick, where we ate lunch. Leaving St. Stephens behind us we drove to Sussex, where we stopped for our second night on the road. Sussex was a train- ing camp for Canadian soldiers during the great war. We viewed the barracks in the morning and then continued on our trip. At 10 a. m. we drove across the boundary line in- to the province of Nova Scotia. At this point we felt that we were truly in the land of Evan- geline. Late the same afternoon we stopped at Halifax and saw the public gardens which, in my opinion, are fully as pretty as our own Boston Public Gardens. We also saw some of the ruins which exist as a reminder of the great Halifax explosion. After viewing the barracks here we hurried to our destination, following the shore route until we reached our stopping place, a small village a few miles from Liverpool, Nova Scotia, which was to be our home for some little time. One of the novel experiences of our trip was the night we fished for eels by firelight. Some friends of mine in the village where we were staying and I went to a large rock in the middle of the river which winds its way to the sea a few miles distant. After reaching the rock we built a small fire there since they say that eels are attracted by the firelight. There were five boys in the party and we soon had about eight or ten eels and as many hornpout. The hornpouts were not popular with us, how- ever, because of their very sharp so-called horns. We were informed that eels and horn- pout were very good fried, — however, we didn’t bother to prove this fact. The sand dunes of the Nova Scotia beaches are very pretty. It seems as if they stretch for miles along the coast. They remind one of some of our own beaches on the Cape, except that the beaches in this delightful country are not crowded as our beaches are. One day we went swimming in a fresh water lake not far from where we were staying. Imagine the thrill we received when we found that we were the only persons in swimming in a lake as large as any When do we get busy on Junior Night? Coming events cast their shadows before, but evidently the sun hasn’t started to shine behind this yet. two good-sized lakes in Massachusetts. This beach was not littered with newspapers nor was the beauty of it spoiled by too many sum- mer camps; in fact, there were only two camps on the whole shore. Perhaps the prettiest drive on our tour was the drive up the Annapolis Valley. With mountains on either side, and farmhouses scattered here and there, we truly could ap- preciate the beauty of this charming land. We took a whole day just to see this beautiful valley. Most of the farms have their orchards on the north side of the valley and their hay fields on the south side. The apples from this valley are shipped to all parts of the world because of their excellence. Included in the valley trip was a visit to historic Fort Anne at Annapolis Royal. This fort was named for Queen Anne of England. It has been held by French and English and has changed hands frequently. The town of Annapolis Royal is the oldest European settlement in North America north of the Gulf of Mexico. We spent a whole morning wandering through this fine old town and inspecting this glorious old fort. Among the outstanding features of the fort are the officers’ quarters, the powder mag- azine and the dungeons. There are also many old cannons scattered about the exterior of the fort. Another very interesting trip was our visit to Grand Pre This is the town where Evan- geline lived in her early girlhood. There are great willow trees still standing that were there when the hardy Acadians trod the soil of this fertile land. These willows are called the Evangeline Willows in loving memory of the Acadian girl who had such a tragic ro- mance. Recently a church was built there on the same general style as the old church, which has long since been in ruins. The land around the church has been beautifully landscaped with pools, walks and an imposing statue of Evangeline. One is impressed by the extreme beauty of this country and cannot help but wonder what the sturdy Acadian farmers would think of the scores of people who visit this shrine each summer. It is truly a very beautiful and historic country. This trip com- pleted our tour and after bidding Au Revoir to some of our friends we left for the United States and home. The teacher asked Tommy to write an essay on the battle of Hastings. This is what he wrote:— “William the Conqueror told his archers to shoot where the English were thickest, so they shot their arrows into the air and they fell on the Englishmen’s heads.” — London Times. 168 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR Highlights from the Senior Play NT0THING BUT THE TRUTH ' chosen as this year’s Senior play, proved to be an amazing success. Several members of the Senior Class sur- prised us with their hitherto unsuspected dramatic abilities. Who would have thought that the genial and quiet Elston Pratt could assume such a masterful tone? Thus enlight- ened, we can picture him as follows: (To teach- ers) “Now Mr. — let me exp — you — very least an A — you see— A number one work — Flunked! Gosh, I’m ROONED.” The truthful and very much harassed “hero” John Bishop, blushed twenty-three and one- half times, including the final performance. Miss Frances Allen, the young lady who sang at the beginning of the second act, has undertaken the study of singing. Good! Besides being clever actors, Fred Gilbert, John Bishop, and Clifford Nickerson are also •accomplished musicians. The latter two are •quite different from the ordinary musicians. •Quite. Friends of Susannah Sonnenburg will be pleased to learn that she has finally dropped that supercilious air, which characterized “Mrs. Ralston,” and which she refused to give up for several days. Cheslie D’Andrea has finally decided to enter the ministry. By common consent, the fair ladies of the play, Miss Isabelle Parker, Miss Dorothy Neagle, and Miss Dorothy Gattoni, with a few friends (chief usher John Giudici) meet at a point northwest of the intersection of corri- dors in the east building. Here they renew acquaintances, and recall portions of the play. Lucius Packard (in Room 105 and not a foreign car) with Donald Taylor, stage mana- ger, Frank Wilkins, third electrician, and Wil- lard Dennett, property man, had a difficult time between shifting scenery and rushing around with several armfuls of tinted electric light bulbs. Miss Esther Kernel , as assistant “property man,” did an excellent job in arranging the aesthetic relativity of prominent objects and colors. Much credit is due Miss Emma Goulart and Miss Irene Ward, who, as members of the Senior Play Committee had literally a thou- sand and one details to attend to. In a mili- tary engagement preparation is a major factor; so, with the Senior Play. Without the careful preparation of details leading to the final per- formance, the play might not have been the success, dramatically, that it was. Philosophically, the third member of the committee, Everett Day, listened to the other two (through tact, rather than politeness). E. E. Day. The History of Philately By Bert Switzer, ’31 THE first postage stamp known, was is- sued by Great Britain on May 6, 1840. This was followed by the issuing of stamps in Switzerland in March, 1843, and by Brazil in July, 1843. No stamps were issued in the United States until July, 1845, these be- ing for the City of New York. But these were sent to Boston, Philadelphia, Albany and a few other large towns, for tryouts. It may inter- est people to know that a Bostonian, Mr. H. G. Lapham, possesses the finest collection of these stamps in the world. Another famous local stamp was issued later in 1845, the so- called Bear stamps of St. Louis. These local stamps help to add much to the romance of philately. In the early days, these bits of paper were usually destroyed for want of space in answer- ing letters. About thirty years ago in Louis- ville, Kentucky, a janitor was instructed to burn up a bunch of old correspondence. While preparing to do this, a friend passed by and happened to look in the basement window. He saw this correspondence and managed to se- cure two bundles of it. On some of the letters, he found these old “bear” stamps. These passed through the hands of various dealers and finally most of them were secured by Mr. Fred Ayer, of Bangor, Maine. One which a negro happened to sell for a dollar, is worth $20,000 today. In 1905, some more of these “bear” stamps were found in Philadelphia. A firm of famous bankers was moving to another building and left behind them a quantity of papers, books, and letters, instructing them to be burned. Instead they were sold as waste paper to a Mr. Hemingway, a junk dealer, for $26. The buyer unknowingly had spent his money wisely and not only had he secured a quantity of rare stamps but also many hundreds of old and val- uable letters, many from famous persons of 1812 and onwards. These letters and docu- ments he sold to the University of Pennsyl- vania for $70,000. The United States Government placed on sale its first general issue of stamps for the entire United States on August 5, 1847. Be- fore this time, provisional stamps were issued by the local postmasters for their districts. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR Most of these are very rare and much sought for. One issued at Millbury, Mass, is of much in- terest. One of these on the original cover was recently sold at auction, here in Boston, for $5,700 by Judge Robert S. Emerson, of Provi- dence. The two rarest of the local issues are the 5c dull blue issued at Boscawen, N. H., and a 5c red and black issued at Lockport, N. Y., both in 1846. They are now the property of Mr. Arthur Hind, of Utica, N. Y., and are valued at from $25,000 to $35,000 each. Other famous old stamps were issued at Bal- timore, Md., and have the facsimile of the sig- nature of “James M. Buchanan. One of these was recently found by Miss N. S. Lincoln, of Washington, D. C. This she sold for $10,000. A good deal of the history of Philately is found among the early provisionals issued dur- ing the Civil War of 1861-1865. The Confederate States were not able to issue general stamps until the year 1861 during Ooctober. During the earlier part of that year, postmasters were allowed to issue any kind of a provisional stamp to meet the re- quirements. Some of these such as the ones issued at Mobile, Ala., and New Orleans, La., are quite common as considerable amounts were used. Some have been sold at $3,500 each. About 1870, Mr. Francis C. Foster, of Bos- ton, had a pair of 5c blues of Livingston, Ala., offered to him on cover for $13. He said that he did not collect pairs but offered $6.50 for one, which was accepted. The value of this stamp now is $2,000. In 1861, a 5c green stamp was issued at Uniontown, Ala. Almost all known copies have been found on letters addressed to Mrs. R. A. Cobb, of Montgomery, Ala. It has been 169 learned that Mrs. Cobb was ill in a hospital in Montgomery for some weeks, and her hus- band was detained in Uniontown. He wrote to her daily and all his letters contained these rare five cent stamps. Mrs. Cobb recovered, went back home and took all the letters with her. There were about 28 in all, and they were sold to a Mr. R. S. Nelson, of Birming- ham, Ala., who resold them. Their present value is $450 each. Since 1918, many stamps have been printed for use in the air mail service. The first to be issued was a 24c carmine and blue. A Washington bank clerk purchased a sheet of 100 for $24. On looking over them, he found that the aeroplane was inverted. He sold this sheet to some dealers in Philadelphia for $15,- 000, a fairly good profit on his original invest- ment of $24. These dealers resold the sheet to Colonel E. H. R. Green for $20,000. The colonel removed the best blocks from the sheet for his own collection and resold the others for an average of $300 each. Today this stamp is sold readily at about $2,250. Some twenty years ago, a man in London was looking through his library and came across a collection which he had formed when a boy. He intended to give it to his grandson but a friend told him that there might be some valuable stamps in it. A firm, on looking over the collection, found one rarity in it and were instructed to sell it at auction. This they did and a man from Massachusetts bid $7,000 on it but he was outbid by H. M. King George V. who offered $7,250. Many stories could be told about stamps but space does not permit. Stamp collecting has been the hobby of some of the greatest men in the world and most likely will continue to be so. An Embarrassing Moment By Doris Avey, 32 ONE evening last summer, my two cousins, my uncle, and I went to Salisbury Beach. A miniature golf course had just been built and my uncle and I decided to learn to play golf. It was the first time that we had ever played although my cousins had tried the game before. I got along fairly well for a beginner until I came to the last hole. The last hole consisted of a platform about as high as a table, and from there, I had to hit the ball on to a green quite a few feet away. Between the green and the platform was a water hazzard and some nice, soft sand. I got stuck in the sand and it took me about half an hour to get out so I decided that the next time I would not make the same mis- take. When I finally reached the eighteenth hole again, I climbed the platform determined to get the ball on the green with one shot. I put the ball down, lifted my arm, and gave one big swing. Just then I heard a terrible crash. I am sure it must have been heard a couple of miles away. The lights dimmed and after hearing a sudden roar of laughter I knew where my ball had landed. It had flown over my shoulder (even though I had aimed in front of me), and had broken an electric light. There I was standing on a platform all by myself where no one could mistake the crack shot hitter. All the people were laughing and clapping their hands and as I couldn’t think of anything else to do, I laughed too, although I am sure I did not feel like doing so. I would have given anything, if only the platform could have melted down so that I could not be seen so easily. Perhaps too much ambition was as bad as too little. 170 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR CYNICS CREED By J. East, ’32 For mocking fate we are fair prey, She rules our life in her own way. Independence? No such thing For scholar, peasant, or for king. Our destinies are planned for us From birth to death, from dawn to dusk, You boast you are a self-made man; You follow a predestined plan. LIFE IS LONG ENOUGH By Gertrude L. Ferrara. ’31 I know that human life is brief, Swift falling as the scarlet leaf; But still I laugh and say, “ Tis long Enough for purpose, clean and strong. ’Tis long enough to love a friend And guard his trust unto the end; To cherish kindred and your home, And share your hearth with those who roam. ’Tis long enough kind words to speak And bless with hope the lost and weak, To pass in calm and quietude Among the heartless and the rude. From petty fret to know release, With work and prayer to gather peace, To bury deep vain grief and fears And live with courage all the years. To build from failure, victory, From broken dreams, bright destiny, From loss to snatch a larger gain And wreath a sweeter song from pain. To see God’s love in wayside flowers, In mountain streams and cooling showers, To hear the ancient melody That sings in every wind-blown tree.” Although the hillward climb be rough, With joy I sing, Life’s long enough Amid the maze of things that are To blaze the trail to some high star.” A SOPHOMORE’S THOUGHT By Hildagardc Hiller. ’33 As, these great big Seniors who go strolling down the hall, So important, so majestic, so self-centered all, With lofty airs and deigning graces, Who snap their fingers and laugh in our faces. Ob well, why shouldn’t they, I say, We’ll be Seniors ourselves some day, Strolling leisurely down the hall, So important, so majestic, so self-centered all. CALL OF SPRING By David Young, ’33 When the last clump of snow in the most secret nook Feels the breath of the Springtime upon it, And the last crystal skim leaves the last ice-bound brook, Which goes rippling away in a sonnet, Then the mad blood awakes, And Winter’s grip breaks For the voice of Springtime is calling! FATE By Burt A. Kelsey. ’31 ’Tis a maxim as old as the old earth itself: ‘‘You cannot do wrong and feel right.” You cannot bow low to the vain God of Self Except in the gloom of the night. For darkness envelopes the weak soul that errs, No matter how strong comes the light Not a single glad ray will find its way through That remorse, or make life again bright. For Fate hath decreed and so it shall be, “You cannot do wrong and feel right.” FLORIDA By Charles Sweet. ’33 White-tipped breakers rolling by, Upon the sunny sand, Palm trees reaching for the sky, Flowers on every hand. Mellow sunlight dropping rays On honeysuckle vine, Crystal water sparkling clear And towering long leaf pine. Birds of every color flying Through the morning air, Fruit trees gay with oranges And fish in coral lair. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 171 Uncle Hector Fixes Things By Arnold Pedersen, ’31 NERVOUSLY, Lane finished fumbling with his tie. One last reassuring glance in the mirror and he was all set; hair cor- rectly parted and slicked back, and the well- fitting tuxedo finally made spotless. His next step was to fold up the dark flowing robe that he had worn that afternoon at the graduation exercises, and to place it in his trunk. Then he picked up the scroll of parchment, tied with a gayly colored ribbon and set it carefully to one side. For a few seconds, he gazed meditatively at the diploma. Four years of long, hard work it had cost him, nights of hard, exhausting study, days of class drill, and every spare min- ute spent in working his way through. Fra- ternity bids had been turned down by him, chances for the teams, dances, parties, all had been passed up for this all-important scroll. But now all the years of doubt and worry and hardship were over. That diploma stated that he, Lane Carlson, had successfully completed the prescribed course at Kinsmore Tech, and was now a full-fledged civil engineer. And with this degree, he meant to go this very night to beard the lion in his den. The lion, in this par- ticular case, happened to be none other than J. I). Wiggles worth, reputed millionaire, con- troller of vast mining interests, and, in general, very much of a financial giant. Yes, sir, “good old J. D.” as his associates called him when he was within hearing distance. What they called him when he wasn’t within hearing distance had better be left unsaid. For “good old J. D.” was a financial villain of the deepest and black- est dye. The path to his present heights was strewn with the tales of countless bankruptcies of smaller opponents who had been crushed by his unprincipled tactics and ruthlessly thrown aside. So, on this balmy June night, Lane, the embryo engineer, set forth to conquer the Wall Street Terror. It might be proper to add at this point that the hope of employment wasn’t the only attrac- tion that the Wigglesworth menage held for Lane. There was Julia, J. D.’s daughter, and co-ed extraordinary. Julia attended the Kins- more School for Girls and had, for the past two years, been involved in an on-and-off romance with Lane. “Off-and-on” in the sense that, when Lane had a Sunday afternoon “off,’’ or free from work, the romance progressed; and when he was “on,’’ or working, the romance languished. So that was how matters stood. The moon was shining, the wind was whis- pering, and all the other attributes of the legendary June night were functioning per- fectly, when Lane swung up the broad, cement walk leading to the luxurious Wigglesworth mansion. A final inspection of his appearance as he stood betore tne door, and Lane, sum- moning up his courage, sounded the huge brass xnocker. In response to his timid knock, a very haughty and aloof butler opened the door, and, surveying him coldly, ushered him into the reception hall. Then the butler informed him that Mr. Wigglesworth and his daughter had already sat down to dinner and that he was late, very late. Lane gulped; what a fine start this was! Late the first time that he had been invited for dinner! But face the music he must, so, into the dining room he strode, as bravely as he could. There at the head of the table sat the great Mr. Wiggles- worth, a frozen-faced, squinty-eyed little man, with a surprisingly bald head. Sitting sub- missively in the chair opposite him was his daughter, Julia, looking a bit frightened. There was somewhat of an icy silence as Lane haltingly made a weak apology for his tardiness. “Very well, Carlson,” snapped the crusty Mr. Wigglesworth, “but I would call this a rather inauspicious beginning.” “Yes, sir,” agreed Lane, somewhat weakly. As the tension lessened, Lane found time to notice that the dining-room was luxuriously furnished. In fact, the arrangement and fur- nishings were a bit too ornate, too expensive. But then it was well known that Mr. Wiggles- worth had a secret ambition to “break into” society. At first the blue-bloods and social leaders of the town had refused to accept him but the almighty power of the dollar sign had opened the most exclusive clubs to him where he was now recognized as one of the elite. Nevertheless, his social standing was none too secure, for no one knew just who Mr. Wiggles- worth was or what he had been before he had amassed his millions. As the evening lengthened, the conversation turned into safer channels and affairs took on a brighter aspect. The great J. D. was visibly impressed by Lane’s possibilities and actually unbent a little toward him. By the time that demi-tasse was served, Lane was feeling hope- ful, Mr. Wigglesworth was amiable, and Julia was quite optimistic. Then, just when everything was serene and going smoothly, came the storm. And what a storm! The brass knocker on the front door banged furiously. The butler, annoyed beyond words, answered. A loud voice roared through the house. “Where’s my nephew? Don’t stand there looking at me like a dummy! Go find my nephew!” 172 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR Lane suddenly had an uncomfortable feel- ing that he was the nephew in question. He was right. Pushing the protesting butler out of his way, a corpulent, florid-faced man barged in through the hallway, and grasped Lane in a tremendous bear hug. “Uncle Hector!” gasped Lane. “None other but,” boomed the new arrival genially, his broad face wreathed in smiles. “I haven’t seen you, Lane, for nigh on to fifteen years. You gotta pardon me for butting in like this but I’m on my way to New York. Can stop over only three hours. Your mother said I’d find you here so I rushed right down. Harrumph! Who’re your friends?” Dazedly, Lane turned and made the intro- duction. Mr. Wigglesworth, feeling it his duty as host, asked Uncle Hector to dine. “Wal, now, I don’t care if I do.” beamed Uncle Hector, as he lowered his portly frame into one of the chairs at the table. “But uncle, I thought you were mining out in Nevada,” exclaimed Lane, still a bit dazed by the arrival of his relative. “So I was, son, so I was,” answered his uncle good-naturedly as he tackled a generous por- tion of steak, “but I had to come to New York all of a sudden like.” From the minute that Uncle Hector sailed into his first piece of steak, Lane saw his chances with J. D. fading. Uncle Hector’s table manners were much worse than his gram- mar. which was terrible. He committed every known and some unknown breaches of eti- quette. It was painfully evident that Uncle Hector had never made the acquaintance of Emily Post’s book. Seeing the bottom drop- ping out of his hopes and all his dreams tum- bling, Lane slumped down in his chair and al- ternately watched Uncle Hector’s table atroci- ties and the anger slowly rising in the face of J. D. Wigglesworth. Mortified would be no word to describe Lane, petrified would be bet- ter. But Uncle Hector breezed on, through course after course, talking merrily all the while. As soon as dinner was over, Lane, almost in tears, hastened to leave, taking Uncle Hector with him. They walked back to town together, Lane, utterly heart-broken and Uncle Hector still wondering what wrong he had done. As they were about to part, Lane reflected bitter- ly: “Well, there goes my chance for a job in his Acme Mines.” “Say, does that old skin-flint own the Acme Mines?” roared Uncle Hector. “Yes, he does,” answered Lane. “Why?” Without a word, as quickly as he had come, Uncle Hector hurried off into the darkness, leaving Lane gaping after him. But Lane was too heart-broken, too miserable, to notice the antics of his eccentric uncle. He dragged him- self upstairs to his room where he flung him- self onto the bed and fell into a troubled sleep. At eight o’clock the next morning, Lane was startled out of his sleep by the incessant jangling of the phone. Sleepily, he rolled over and answered it. “This you, Lane?” came a curt voice over the wire. “Yes, it is I, all right,” yawned Lane. “Well, this is J. D. Wigglesworth. I called up to tell you to overlook last night’s incident and come down to the office, I might have an opening for you.” A sharp click came over the wire as J. D. hung up. Lane stared, thunder-struck, unable to believe his ears. Then his eye fell on a note lying on his pillow. He picked it up and this is what he read:— Dear Nephew:— Sorry to have left you so suddenly last night. I should have told you that I struck it rich a short time ago, and bought a controlling inter- est in the Acme Mines. So you see I can close out on old J. D. any time I want. I also know a few things about J. D.’s swindles in the past. Last night I called him up and threatened to force him out of business and disclose his past to his friends. When you hit a man in his pocketbook and his pet hobby, you will get re- sults. He’ll call you up in the morning. See you later. Uncle Hector. “A Roman ’Arry” By the Poet Catullus (84-54 B. C.) Chommoda dicebat, si quando commoda vellet dicere, et insidias, Arrius hinsidias, Ionios fluctos, postquam illuc Arrius isset, iam non Ionios esse, sed Hionios. Hadvantages, Arrius used to say Whenever he said advantages. And ambuscades were hambuscades, A word he took great pride in. So spoke his mother, I believe, so his uncle, too. So his maternal sire and so perforce his aunt. At last he went to Syria and tired ears were eased; Now, these same words were heard, with joyful into- nation. Nor were they, for a time, a cause for perturbation. When suddenly a hawful rumor came: The waves which always were Ionian, Became, with Arrius there, Hionian. —Translated by Elinor Hall, ’31. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 173 “Our School Must Win” By Barbara Shay, ’33 THE usually calm waters of the Dover High School swimming pool were lashed into tiny waves by the thrashing of four pairs of arms as they cleaved the water in clean, swift strokes, and the propelling kicks of four pairs of feet. The spectator’s balcony echoed with cries of encouragement as first one girl forged for- ward and then another. The third circuit of the pool had been made, and as the last lap neared completion two wet arms interlocked. The referee’s whistle or- dered the swimmers to the side of the pool as an anxious murmuring swept the audience. Sanborn High rooters had qualms of fear as they watched the referee speak sternly to a member of their team who was explaining the accident. Nancy Hardy, the star of Dover High, with an astonished look interrupted her rival’s explanation eagerly, but the referee shook her head and blew her whistle once more. A dead silence settled over the anxious audience; a foul had been made, but by which team? Sanborn High rooters groaned, and looked fearfully at the referee. “Foul on Dover,” cried the referee. A murmur of mingled surprise and discon- tent swept over the Dover High students. They had been confident of a victory since Nancy Hardy, their popular star, had returned from a trip to take part in the meet, and now on her first meet a foul had been called on her. Again a mumbling ruffled their midst but it was instantly suppressed. Sanborn students smiled gaily and once more held the hope of success in their hearts. A few minutes later Nancy and her team mate climbed from the pool, disappointment rankling in their hearts, but determined to show a sportsmanlike spirit. “Tie score with diving next. Ginger,” com- mented Nancy to her chum, Virginia Lee. “Yes,” replied Virginia, gloomily, “I haven’t a doubt about Sanborn beating us either. Both Elizabeth Fuller and Jean Howe are out you know, and two substitutes are taking their places.” “Two substitutes,” exclaimed Nancy. “Why, we haven’t a chance. Sanborn has a team of remarkable girls in this contest, and look!” — her keen gaze sought out the two substitutes who wore frightened, nervous looks. “They’re both afraid! They haven’t an ounce of con- fidence, Virginia!” “I know,” agreed Virginia. “They were the best we could get. Miss Smythe refused to postpone the meet. She said it wouldn’t be fair.” “I suppose not,” murmured Nancy, “still —” a sudden idea struck her and she hurried off to the two nervous substitutes. “Now what—,” began Virginia as she saw Nancy eagerly speaking to the two girls. Both freshmen brightened and replied. For a few minutes Nancy explained rapidly, the two girls nodding in agreement. A few minutes later Virginia, watching by Nancy’s side, saw one of the “subs” slip and fall on the slippery walk around the pool. Miss Smythe helped her up and a low con- versation took place. At last Miss Smythe asked the referee for an extension of time and hurried over to where Nancy and Virginia were standing. “Miss Hardy,” she began, “one of the sub- stitutes has just fallen and hurt her ankle. I fear it is a sprain. Miss Lane, the other sub- stitute nearly paralyzed her arm by knocking her elbow against the cement post. None of the other girls will take the responsibility with- out practice. Unless I can find somebody will- ing to take their places the meet must be called off. Miss Lane recommended you and Miss Lee. If you’d be willing —” “Of course we are willing,” cried Virginia impulsively. “Dover must win at all costs.” “That’s fine of you both,” said Miss Smythe, “you and Miss Hardy are both excellent divers and I am sure you will win if any one will.” “Thank you,” murmured both girls. As Miss Smythe walked away Nancy giggled. “It’s working out fine, Ginger,” she confided. “I’m sure you and I can do better than Sanborn.” Swiftly, as the diving was called, the teams went from low board to high board. And still the score was tied. As it came Nancy’s turn to dive she turned to Ginger. “This is rather more than I expected. Ginger,” she said. “We can do as well but no better than those girls who just dove. I guess the score will remain tied.” “No!” exclaimed Virginia. “It can’t, we’ve just got to win. I have an idea — you remem- ber that double you and I practised last sum- mer ?” “Yes,” Nancy remembered. “It was ex- ceptionally difficult,” she replied. “Yes,” agreed Virginia, “but it’s a chance. Will you do it?” “Yes!” There were two spring-boards at the same height and Nancy stood poised on one, Virginia on the other — if they missed or failed — no — both girls refused to think of failure. 174 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR “Are vou ready, Nance?” “Yes!” “All right then — one! two! three—.” Both girls poised, sprang, and then dove outward. In mid-air they swiftly turned two somersaults, straightened out and in perfect time struck the water. A shout arose from the balcony as the last two Sanborn girls appeared. They could not duplicate the dive! Both did a simple jack- knife on which one failed. Dover had won the meet! Shouts echoed from the students as the valiant Nancy and Virginia climbed from the water and hurried into the dressing room where they found the two substitutes. Both grinned broadly. “Your idea was very good,” smiled one. “Only I really sprained my ankle. And Louise hurt her elbow. We’re awfully glad you won, though. We were scared awfully and would have probably failed, and spoiled the school’s record.” “You were both wonderful to give up your places,” smiled Nancy. “I’m sorry you and Louise were really hurt.” Impulsive Ginger spoke up, “Dover can never fail,” she cried. “Yes,” echoed Nancy. “Our school must al- ways win.” The Champion By William Mahoney, ’33 1HAD just come through the big iron gate of our local insane asylum, when I saw a man about forty years of age. He actually appeared to be fifty-five, but then the rest of the patients looked much older than they really were. This man was shadow-box- ing on the lawn but when he saw me watching he came over. “Say, doc, did I ever tell you my story?” asked this particular man whom we shall call “Mike.” I was in no hurry at the time so I told the man to begin his story. Mike began: “When I was fifteen I used to hang around the different gyms, watching and envying the boxers who were training in them. Once in a while I happened to get a chance to put on the gloves with one of these men and I picked up a lot of pointers about the game. “At sixteen I went into the amateur’s meet, and defeated every opponent. I received offers from managers but I refused them all because I said I would fight for no one but Jimmy Car- rol, the best manager in the game at that time. “He gave me a chance when I was seventeen and I fought anyone that he put up against me. At the age of twenty I was without a defeat but do you think that that got me any- where? No sir, Carroll was not the man that I thought he was when I first went to work for him. “He did not give me a chance because he had such a large contract with the champion and also because the “champ” had enough on Carrol to send him to jail for life. You see, he knew that I could beat the champion and the “champ” himself knew it. He threatened Carrol, saying that if the manager made him fight me, he would expose him. Things went on like this for quite a while, until the fans began hollering for a bout between the ‘champ’ and me. “I was having a lot of headaches about that time. One night while I was fighting an un- successful professional, known in boxing circles as a ‘ham,’ he swung at me and I slipped. The blow struck me on the side of the head, every- thing went black, — I woke up in here.” “Well,” said I, who had heard many other such stories, “If you have finished I will bring you your scissors and let you cut out some more paper dolls.” “Thanks, doc,” said the old fighter, “that will be great.” Are We Civilized? By Joseph E. I’anza, 32 “We are highly civilized,” This often is our boast, But perhaps we’d better think a bit Before we give our toast. They paint themselves in gorgeous hues, Then war upon their foes. Our girls use rouge and lip-stick And powder for the nose. We look down on savages, Their horrid cries and screams, But some of our best college cheers, Are primitive it seems. So let us not be hasty To praise our wise condition, Our stunts are imitations, We are only in transition. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 175 THE LIBRARY DEPARTMENT SEVERAL members from among the Post Graduates have made an interesting col- lection of old books and prints. Very generously they have put them on display in the library. You may see them as they are enclosed in the show case at the right of the door. The chief collectors were James Boyle, John Pierce, and Bertha Marshall. The articles are to be changed every month. If you have not seen the display, perhaps the titles would inspire you to make the effort. They are:— Epigrams of Martial. A book in Latin printed in London, 1618. Memories du Due D’Orleans. Printed at the Hague in 1636. Imitation of the Christ. Written by Thomas A. Kempis, published in London, 1715. Diurnal de Paris. Two Volumes. Written in both Latin and French, printed in Paris, 1736. Adventures of Gil Bias. London, 1751. An English Reader. An early American book, printed in Bos- ton in 1739. Works of Jonathan Swift. The 5th vol. of 7. Dublin printed this book in 1774. Works of Horace. In 1808 this was printed in Edinburg. The New Gazeteer of the Eastern Continent. Another book printed, 1808, in our Bos- ton. Memoirs of Mrs. Harriet Newell, Boston, 1882 Elements of Geography with Atlas, by Wor- cester. How would you like to study, using this Boston book, printed in 1822? Book of Anecdotes, 1824. The original manuscript of “Miscellany Poetry and Prose,” is also included in this selection. PRINTS: The prints form an interesting phase of the display. They include:— View of City of Amsterdam. Printed in London, 1770. King George III. By Caldwell, 1750. Frances, Countess of Jersey, 1750. A picture of the favorite of George III. George Frideric Handel, 1750. The celebrated composer and English Court musician. The Court of St. James, 1760. Isabella, Countess of Sefton, 1750. Margaret Nicholson attempting to assassin- ate the King, 1771. The Arms of Skeffington. The Arms of Viscount Malserene. The Arms of Viscount Boyle. Surely these create an interest! There are some interesting facts about many of these. The “Memories of the Duke of Orleans” is a private edition from the personal library of Mr. Boyle, with the cipher of His Grace in gold on one cover — and his arms on the other. “The Memoirs” of Mrs. Harriet Newell” by her husband, concerns itself with the fate of the tender young wife of the missionary and her death at the lamentable and early age of nineteen. In the print showing the intended assassination of a king, one marvels at the stiff figures. Fortunately, perhaps, the king was not to be killed as the weapon caught in his waistcoat pocket. The would-be murderess, Margaret Nicholson, was later executed. Most of the books show signs of age and usage. In fact they resemble some of the student’s text- books at the end of the year, with their spotted covers and discolored leaves. Show an inter- est in the work of our Post Graduates and ex- amine these monthly displays at our library. 176 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 1931 Information Anyone wishing to hear a correct pronounciation of succumb, please see Miss C—n—ly, Room 25. Very Guilty! Mr. S—m—th accused H. H—r—m—n of mesmeriz- ing a certain young lady. What next? Snatches From a Certain Room Paper SKIPPY Every little girl and boy ’s in love with Skippy, Who’s the one we’re dreaming of? It’s Skippy! We can always see him in the daily paper, We love his capers, we love him too. Isn’t he the cutest little fellow? Skippy! When he gets in trouble we feel badly, We would take his part and help him gladly, Do you wonder why we love you madly, Skippy? (Dedicated by Mae Dedrick and G. Williams to C. Pickett.) The Host Genius Found The entire student body is trying to figure out how H. Larson is capable of collecting the class dues from the opposite sex. This shining example of manhood (don’t blush, Harold, dear) is 1931’s best gold digger. Inquisitional Miss C.— is still trying to find out who the mother of vinegar is. Looking Into the Future James Stephenson is to be wrestling coach at Wellesley College. Good luck, Jimmie! Irving Peterson intends to sell wooden legs to mosquitoes. Really Serious Mr. S. ( on entering room): “What are you doing with that door open?” Pupil: “I was only saving it from slamming.” I . S. It was a swinging door. Attention: Mr. Rooney If dash men are needed for the track team Mr. Rooney should be in front of the building at 2 o’clock to see some of the pupils make the car at the City Hall stop. Doubtless he would be able to select some good candidates. Heard in an Astronomy Class Miss R- : “There is earth shine on the moon as well as moon shine on the earth.” Imagine! Speedy Wales throwing the shot fifty feet and do- ing the thousand in an hour. James Malone an honor pupil with all a’s. Mr. McKelvey keeping Room 32 for the seventh and eight period for one month. Do you know that the debate with Malden, broad- cast over Station WLOE, almost had to be postponed because Hyman couldn’t find his spats? Incidentally, in connection with this same debate, how many have read Vincent Maloney’s fan letter? 1932 Spring is here! A young man’s fancies lightly turn to thoughts — which is a welcome change! The saying is that Mortimer Compton was charged half price at a mind reading establishment! Admitting the law of gravity, how do five hundred Seniors get away with it? INCIDENTALLY, have you noticed that the Senior orchestra is led by a Junior, Aaron Hershkovitz, who certainly deserves the honor? Did you see Jackie East’s poem in this issue, prov- ing that even basketball players have their serious moments? WE WANT TO HEAR SOMETHING ABOUT JUNIOR NIGHT! Spring may lead a young man’s fancy into expen- sive tastes — but Prentiss Jordan solemnly tells us that Spring has nothing to do with his usual depleted financial condition! Speaks well for Spring, but — Remember, only 265 more shopping davs ’till XMAS! Recommended for your general health: Guy Lom- bardo’s “Heartaches”; any record of “Walking My Baby Back Home”; Simple Simon, coming to town with Ed Wynn, April 7; “Rhapsody in Black,” new Lew Leslie colored revue coming soon; and, of course, Duke Ellington’s “Nine Little Miles From Ten-Ten- Tennessee.” SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 177 The Metropolitan on Saturday night seems to be the favorite rendezvous of the Junior Class! At least for certain members of the aforementioned class. By the way, next month we have the Junior Issue. A story, a poem or a little joke from each of you and it would be the best issue of the year. Let’s put it across! Albert Lussier is a basketball star at the Y. M. C. A. He makes a big hit with the floor. Congratulations, William Pando. We always knew your cartoons were good. A Popular Assignment Write a short paragraph on the subject: “How to Make Money.” (Note: If you know the answer, don’t bother writing the paragraph. Just telephone me.) The Signal Little Johnny: “I knew you were coming tonight.” Sister’s Boy Friend: “Who told you?” Little Johnny: “Nobody told me, but I saw my sis- ter take your picture out of the bureau drawer and put it on the piano.” 1933 I notice a number of boys and girls wearing rab- bits’ feet lately. I also hear they’re very expensive, (ahem!) The teachers should distribute them with our report cards. They might bring us better luck. What are we coming to? I hear the bowling alleys are dreadfully quiet now. You can even hear a pin drop. There is a certain plaid material that seems very popular lately. Couldn’t tell you how many times I’ve seen the same pattern only in various combinations of color. Plaid has even reached the boys’ ties. Seniors and Juniors take notice. The Sophs are ahead of you in fashion notes. But to get down to work and classes. In a certain language class recently a girl asked her chum what the word for defeat was. The chum evidently didn’t understand so after a few futile attempts the girl in desperation pointed to her feet and said, “De feet, de feet!” to the great amusement of the other. We certainly hope Miss C— found out what the word for defeat was. 178 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR Here and There Harvey Curtis is going to illustrate the next edi- tion of the “Idylls of the King.” That is, if there is another edition. Walter Douglas most certainly should not wear those spats of his. Someone might mistake him for a Senior or a floorwalker. What is this we hear about Charlie Van Ummersen getting a permanent curl? How long will it last, Charlie ? Will someone kindly explain why some Sophomores are trying to get several hundred names on their nomination papers? How does it happen that some teachers’ tongues get so mixed up that they say things backwards? Recently a teacher was reported to have rebuked a pupil with, “You said what I heard so don’t listen any more.” We gather that a certain Forrest Morton likes wrestling bouts and hockey games. If you have any questions about either sport, I am sure he will be able to answer them. William Coughlin’s ambition is to some day become a gym instructor. Some of us are becoming excellent “puddle jumpers” as the winter snow gradually melts. Of course, if we had long legs like some Juniors and Seniors we would not have to jump. One stride from School Street to the East Building! Well, have you found out what the latest pronunci- ation of the Junior’s “tsk” is yet? I did the other day and was almost drowned in the process. One of the editors has just learned of a Scotchman who cut his finger while sharpening a pencil and rushed to the hospital to find out if they wanted any volunteers for a blood transfusion. We understand that the illustrious Seniors are hav- ing their pictures taken for the Radiator Year Book. Here’s the best of luck to the poor harassed photogra- pher. Heard in Miss L—’s English Class Miss L.: “Anthony, what are you chewing?” Anthony: “Nothing.” Miss L.: “Put it in the waste basket.” Spring is coming — or maybe it is here. But just the same there IS another vacation coming. POST GRADUATES NOTES ccir? H BIEN, VOILA LE PRINTEMPS!” H chortled “Amanda Withers” alias P. Crowell, from the midst of a snow- drift the ether morn, when deep and white, the snow covered the ground. Look! Here in this issue we find Latin translations. Last month, it was highbrow French poetry. Next month we fear the worst algebra examples. Really, we would like to see some nice examples worked out in this magazine; full of big mistakes, very inaccurate, all answers to be large fancy numbers with misplaced decimal points, the sort of thing that algebra teachers do for recreation, we suppose. For Dame Rumor hath it that Miss Pi—y doth naught but logarithms and trig- onometric functional examples all summer long, and so doth Miss C—hran. And speaking of “trig,” how Mary Small does love it! She says that in the summer she wakes up on a balmy clear morn, and the first thing, she says—“What a splendid day for cosines! And as for tangents! My dear!” And leaping forth, humming some gay tune, she seeks her logarithm tables. We continue our course of “French for Be- ginners”; no, that isn’t it, it is “French for Beginners Who Hate Homework,” and consists of proverbs, exclamations, and idioms; no irreg- ular verbs admitted. The lesson for today con- tains, “Je m’en fous!” Say this when you hit the pest who says “Oh, yeah” on the cranium. “Vous me faite mal!” is the proper retort when you are run down by a Highland Avenue street car. With these three hour practice eximinations, and other delights, equally pleasing, our days certainly are full. Even those cherished Sat- urday holidays are snatched away! Ah, well — it is all in a good cause. J. L. B. 179 NEWS AROUND SCHOOL POETRY CLUB THE February meeting of the Poetry Club was devoted to the study of anthologies. The Braithwaite anthology, from which poems were read, has been known for several years for its collection of magazine verse. The other two anthologies were school publications. One of these was our own, and the other the anthology sent by the Poet’s Club in the Evander Childs High School in New York, with whom we have been in communication for some time. They very kindly sent us a copy, which is a beautifully published anthology containing a number of unusually well written poems. The program as usual was in the hands of the club and all the poems were read by its members. It was a most interesting arrangement and gave us a tine opportunity to compare the work of our own students with the work of students in other schools. DEBATING ON Sunday, March 1, Somerville, repre- sented by Hyman Goldenstein, John Guidici, Vincent Maloney, and Robert Kehoe, defeated Malden in a debate broadcast over Station WLOE. The subject under dis- cussion was: “Resolved, That the 18th Amend- ment Should Be Repealed.” The debate was a unique experience for those participating. In- cidentally, this is only the second time a high school team has debated over the radio. The Girls’ Debating Society has enjoyed many very interesting programs this year, in- cluding debates, forums, and brief discussions. The try-outs for the debating team held early in February resulted in the choice of Lillian Grossman, ’31; Winifred Small, ’31; Miriam Gordon, ’31; and Arline Peretswan, ’30, alter- nate, to represent our school. This team is to meet that of the Girls’ Latin School of Boston on March 20, at 3 o’clock in the auditorium of the Girls’ Latin School. SOPHOMORE ASSEMBLY ON March 11, the Sophomore Class met in the auditorium. Mr. Avery discussed various matters of interest including the election of class officers and the scholastic rating of the class as a whole. NATIONAL HONOR SOCIETY INAUGURA- TION THE inauguration of members of the Senior Class into the National Honor Society was held March 5, 1931. The occasion was a solemn and impressive one, wholly in keeping with the ideals of this organization. The assembly was opened with a speech by Mr. Avery, after which the old members marched in, preceded by the American flag and the National Honor Society banner. With the audience standing, the newly elected mem- bers were escorted to the stage by Eleanor Bates, vice-president, and Isabelle Parker, sec- retary. Then the salute to the flag was given by everyone. The president of the society, Hyman Golden- stein, addressed the assembly, speaking on the four requisites for membership, viz: Scholar- ship, Service, Leadership, and Character. The pledge cards were then distributed and there followed four short speeches: Winifred Small on “Service”; Benjamin Dow on “Charac- ter”; Alice Nahigian on “Scholarship”; and Grace Sumner on “Leadership.” Robert Kehoe recited the prayer which afterward the mem- bers sang; after this all the members recited the pledge in concert. Professor Shaw, of Tufts College, was the honored speaker. 180 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 1930 Helen A. Sullivan has been dancing in dif- ferent eastern states since her graduation, in June. Leona Leihr is attending Old Colony Busi- ness School in Boston. Grace Wellington is a Freshman at La Salle Seminary, Auburndale. Dorothy Bowman is working at the John Hancock Insurance Company. Sherwood Lacount is attending Tilton Acad- emy, Tilton, N. H. Barbara Coll is in training at the Children’s Hospital in Boston. Muriel MacKenzie is in the employ of Parke Snow, Inc., in Somerville. John Bird, Jr., is working for the Shepard Stores in Boston. Frank Segee is working for the Canadian National Bank of Boston. Janet Woodman is attending Simmons Col- lege. Eileen McNamara is in training at the Som- erville Hospital. Cora Whitehouse is engaged to Paul Black- mer, a graduate of Somerville, Class of 1929. 1929 Ruth Crowe is now employed by the General Radio Co., in Cambridge. 1928 Thomas Kelliher has a position working for the government in Washington, D. C., in the decoding department of the census bureau. Herbert Fallgren is employed by the Schrafft’s Milk Street Store, Boston. Percy Crowell is working for the Harris Photographers, Bromfield Street, Boston. Earl Gibson, star runner of ’28, is working in the Passenger Traffic Department of the B. M. R. R. Albert Johnson is now a Junior at North- eastern University. 1927 Howard Lowell is a Senior at Boston Univer- sity. Joseph P. Corish is a Junior at Boston Uni- versity. 1926 Eldon Wedlock is studying to be an English teacher and is now practicing in Somerville High School. Edward Edwards, Jr. is a Freshman at Suf- folk Law School. EXCHANGES “THE MANGROVE,” St. John’s College, Belize, British Honduras. It is with unusual pleasure that the editor of this department welcomes you. We feel very “chesty” because we have an Exchange in British Honduras and such an excellent one at that! Such poets! Really, your poetry surpasses any that we have had the privilege of reading. “A Modern Prodigal” was delightful. We would like to inform the Spanish Editor that his department certainly is one to feel proud of. “THE PATRICIAN,” Aquenas High School, Colum- bus, Ohio. Another newcomer! Once again we extend our welcome. The only criticism concerning your “newsy” paper is, that your editorials are not quite long enough. We feel certain if they were lengthened it would add a great deal to your paper. Other than this you have a very compact “news.” “THE BLACK AND GOLD,” R. J. Reynolds High School, Winston-Salem, N. C. Your “Mental Number” certainly afforded us much delight. The author of “Three Times a Bridesmaid” certainly befits the phrase that was written about her, if all her plays are like the above. The color scheme used in this issue was ideal. “THE ORANGE LEAF,” Orange High School, Orange, New Jersey. The editorial on “Humor” is one that we feel should be lauded in every manner possible. Your other editorials are all well written but the above one stands supreme in our minds. Your athletics are very well written, and also very neatly arranged. “THE MICROSCOPE,” German Township High School, McClellandtown, Penna. This seems to be an issue for welcoming newcomers so we extend our wel- come to you. “Advertisers Special” is quite original; so is “Monday Dancing.” You can be sure we like this idea. “THE CUB,” Manning High School, Ipswich, Mass. The entire staff of your paper is to be complimented on the neat arrangement of material, but we feel that if in mimeographing you used just one side of the- paper, or even a thicker paper, it would be much easicr- to read. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 181 ATHLETIC NOTES BASKETBALL SUBURBAN LEAGUE BASKETBALL CHAMPIONSHIP FOR the first time in the history of basket- ball at Somerville High School the Som- erville High School team proved the champion of those teams which are in the Suburban League. The successful team was led by Coach Dickerman, with Madros Yacu- bian as student manager. RINDGE TECH VS. SOMERVILLE WEDNESDAY, February 4, the Somer- ville High School basketball team de- feated the Rindge Tech team with a substantial lead in the score, 44 to 30. Buck- ley scored 15 points. The Red and Blue second team piled up the score of 23 points to Rindge’s 15. John Duggan sunk the ball within the hoop several times, totaling 16 points to Som- erville’s credit. NEWTON VS. SOMERVILLE TUESDAY, February 10, Somerville High School basketball teams defeated New- ton. Our first team, lead by Buckley, Mahan, and Lundquist, vanquished the New- ton five by a score of 28 to 19. Our second team proved its merit too, by beating its New- ton opponents, 20 to 18. SOMERVILLE VS. MILTON ACADEMY FRIDAY, February 13, the Somerville High School basketball team, by again prov- ing victorious, proved the fallacy of superstitions about Friday the thirteenth. The first team trounced the Milton Academy opponents, 35 to 15. The second team defeated the Academy’s second team, 17 to 15, Walgis starring and sinking 10 points. THE B. A. A. MEET ON Saturday, February 14, the Boston Athletic Association held their forty- second annual track meet at the Boston Arena. The only event in which Somerville High competed was the relay, in which excel- lent form was shown by the four runners, namely: Gilbert, Delli Colli, Manning, and Cap- tain Morrison. Somerville High “walked away” with the re- lay at the B. A. A. school boys’ meet. Gilbert, the first man to start, was off like a bullet; he handed over a five-yard lead to Delli Colli, who increased it five yards more; Manning, running third, made a lead of fifteen yards, and Captain Morrison broke twenty yards ahead of the next runner. Four schools were in this relay: Salem, Winthrop, Fairhaven, and Somerville. Somerville High won and the boys were pre- sented with beautiful gold medals. SOMERVILLE VS. REVERE IN a very close and exciting game the Som- erville High five defeated the Revere High team on Tuesday, February 17. The score at the half stood, 26 to 19, but in the fourth period Revere forged ahead, losing the game by only two points. The score, 37 to 35. The Somerville second team was also victori- ous, 27 to 16. SOMERVILLE VS. CAMBRIDGE LATIN WEDNESDAY, February 18, Somerville basketball first team defeated Cam- bridge Latin, 29 to 28, and the second team piled up the large score of 30 to Cam- bridge’s 12. This game proved nearly as ex- citing as the one with Revere described above, and left Somerville tied with Rindge for the Suburban League championship. REVERE VS. SOMERVILLE AT Revere, Monday, March 2, the Somer- ville High basketball team further proved that luck had not been a factor in a previous encounter with Revere, by de- feating that basketball team again, 49 to 21. Buckley scored 20 points. The Somerville seconds, not to be outshone by their first team compatriots, further lowered Revere spirits by defeating the Revere second team, 21 to 15. SOMERVILLE VS. EVERETT AS the last game in a winning streak Som- erville’s first team defeated Everett High on Wednesday, March 4, 38 to 32. Lundquist was injured during the game, but this did not prevent him from proving the most brilliant player. The Somerville seconds ended their victorious career by losing to Everett, 21 to 17. ARLINGTON VS. SOMERVILLE JUST as Napoleon had his Waterloo, Somer- ville High had its Arlington High, for the Somerville basketball team was de- feated for the first time in several weeks by the strong Arlington team. The game, how- ever, was very close, the score being 13 to 12. The Somerville seconds, led by John Hamilton, made the first team’s defeat a little less pain- ful bv defeating the Arlington seconds, 14 to 13. 182 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR TRACK SOMERVILLE VS. BEVERLY FRIDAY, February 6, the Somerville High School track team defeated the Beverly High School track team in a dual meet in the High School Gym, 40 to 28. Somerville made a fine showing, placing first in three events. The high point scorers were: Manning, Senior, 9; and Arbeene, Sophomore, 814- Gilbert, Manning, Delli Colli, Hayes, Ar- beene, Fletcher, Patterson, and Traniello were point winners for the Red and Blue. Arbeene, a Sophomore, entered four events and came through, placing in each. Summary of Events: 35-yard dash: Tied by Arbeene, S; Manning, S; and Hayes, S. 300-yard run: Won by Manning, S, 1:2%; second, Gilbert, S; third, Traniello, S. 600-yard run: Won by Criechetti, B, 1:36; second, Morrison, S; third, Rantz, B. 1,000-yard run: Won by Criechetti, B, 2:54- second, Patterson, S; third, Steuart, B. Shot-put: Won by Boyson, B, 37 feet, 6 inches; second, Luciana, S; third, Arbeene, S. Standing broad jump: Won by Doherty, B, 8 feet, 7% inches; second, Arbeene, S; third, Traniello, S. Relay: Won by Somerville (Gilbert, Arbeene, Delli Colli, Manning) ; second, Beverly (Mor- gan, Morin, Roeci, Harris). High jump: Won by Doherty, B, 5 feet, 3 inches; second, Fletcher, S; third, Harris, B. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 183 Humor-ettes Just Across Movie Producer: “So you say you have played opposite John Barrymore?” Applicant: “Yes. Our studio was right across the street from where he worked.” Salesman: “Yes, sir, of all our cars, this is the one we feel confident and justified in push- ing.” Prospective Customer: “That’s no good to me. I want one to ride in.” “So they thought Joe was paralyzed?” “Yeah. They didn’t know he was a chess player.” Visitor (to Johnnie, who has upset a bottle over new carpet): “Tut, tut, my boy, it’s no use crying over spilt milk.” Johnnie: “Of course not. All you have to do is to call the cat to lick it up. But this happens to be ink, so mother’ll do the licking.”—The Pathfinder. Dodging Risks “Very few heavyweight boxers marry,” says a sporting paper. We’ve noticed ourselves how they seem to keep away from the ring. Stella (at the seashore): “Look! Mary’s sinking! Count Bugsky’s trying to save her! D’ja ’spose she’s drowning?” Bella: “No. I think she’s just gone down for a count.” Passerby: “Begging with two hats. What’-s the idea?” Beggar: “Business was so brisk I had to en- large the shop.” A. : “So you were in the hospital for months. Must have been pretty sick.” B. : “No, pretty nurse.” Yes, Sir! The human brain is a wonderful organ. It starts working as soon as we wake in the morn- ing, and never stops till we get in school. Candor Uncle: “And what’s your ambition, Bobby?” Bobby: “I ain’t got any. I just want to be a vice-president.” Well, Why Not! Teacher: “Come here, Henry. This essay of yours on ‘Our Dog’ is word for word the same as your brother’s.” Henry: “Sure. It’s the same dog.” Eye to Business “Little pictures leave me cold; it’s the big canvasses that I like.” “You’re an art critic?” “No — a frame-maker.” “My wife wrote me to send her $300 before next Tuesday or she would have to go to the poorhouse with the kids.” “Did you send it?” “I told her to wait until Wednesday and I'd go with her.” First Year at College: “All that I am, I owe to my mother.” Remaining Three Years: “All that I owe is paid by my father.” — Boston Beanpot. Teacher: “When was the revival of learn- ing?” Pupil: “Just before exams.” Tel. Somerset 1791 We Deliver DURNING Po OUGHNUT DELICIOUS DOUGHNUTS — CUP CAKES 237 ELM STREET SOMERVILLE Y i : i X : j : : : : Y : : : : i : i X : i i r j, i : : : : i : : X : : : l : Y : i : : Y : i i i i i : Y i i i, : x i i 1 I : ,s : x i i i : t : : t ,J, X LEARN PIANO JAZZ SWING HASS - FILLERS BLUE RHYTHMS HARRY F. HAGGtTT (Pianist. 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University 0768 Porter 5820 Somerville High School Radiator Vol. XL Somerville, Boston, Massachusetts, April, 1931 No. 7 The Somerville High School Itndintor is published by the High School on the fourth Monday of every month during the school year, and only important news matter can be received after the first Thursday 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 on one side of the paper only, and sign full name. Communications, according to their nature, should be mailed to the editor, managing editor, or ex- change editor. Manuscript must be accompanied by necessary postage to insure its return. Terms. $.75 per Year Single Numbers, 15 cents Entered as third class mail matter at Boston P. O. SOMERVILLE JOURNAL PRINT Associate Editors ANNETTE JERVIS SHERMAN LEVENSON Exchange Editor JANET CANNON Poetry Editor PHYLLIS DOWN EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chief IRVING R. MURRAY Junior Class Editors BENJAMIN SAWIN CARROLL THROENSEN Alumni Editor ROSAMOND RIESER Athletic Editor MADROS YACUBIAN Humor Editor MAURICE FISHMAN Library Editor JULIA SAPAROFF Staff Artists ARNOLD BLACK DORIS DANIELS WILLIAM PANDO FRANCES VENUTI TABLE OF THE QUEST OF THE EBONY BUDDHA 196 Robert Ham, ’33 SPRING IS HERE 199 David O’Brien, ’32 BLACKOUTS 199 POET’S CORNER 200 EDITORIALS 201 J. FOGGHAM TREMBLAY REBELS 202 David O’Brien, ’32 NEVER TRUST A NAME 203 Pear) Lotensc'nleger, ’31 THE LEAP TO HAPPINESS 204 Doris Daniels, ’32 BETWEEN CLASSES 205 CONTENTS EXHIBITION 205 Ruth Morris and Elinore Hall, ’31 MY NEIGHBOR’S BACK YARD 206 Lyman Flanders, ’31 LIBRARY NOTES 206 CLASS NOTES 207 NEWS AROUND SCHOOL 210 EXCHANGES 211 EDINBURGH CASTLE 211 Isabelle Forsythe, ’33 ALUMNI NOTES 212 ATHLETICS 213 HUMOR 214 196 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR The Quest of the Ebony Buddha Being the account of the true adventure of Sir William Witherspoon while on a quest for an ebony buddha said to contain a flawless diamond of ten carat weight and valued at £500,000 sterling. The following tale is authentically compiled from his diary and from the personal experiences of his American valet who was with him on the quest. —Robert Ham. MONDAY IT. Received a visitor this morning; a strange fellow with a strange request. He tells me he is from Bristol where he lives and owns a small store, dispensing Oriental knick-knacks of all kinds. Among his stock was a buddha which he prized very much and which was worth some thousands of pounds as a rare antique. This buddha was stolen from him some nights previous and being in a state of chagrin and anger over the loss, was minded to report the matter to the police (and here the account became bizarre). He relates as he was about to phone a strange odor assailed his nostrils with astonishing results. A numbing lassitude seemed to creep over him; he says he was unable to move or speak. A strange buzzing sound pierced his ears and he lost conscious- ness. I dismissed the man promising him a final answer whether I shall take the case or not. Tuesday 18. I have come to some conclu- sions concerning the theft during the night. Evidently the buddha is of some greater value than that of an antique. Also the thieves are more afraid of Scotland Yard, as is evidenced by the doping of my friend of yesterday, Tiu Loy, than a petty theft like the buddha would show. I am afraid the case is deeper than I at first suspected. I have noticed of late a figure of obviously Oriental character loitering about my office. Perhaps he has designs upon me. Wednesday 27 ( week later). I received a note today; a warning to drop the case, but I shall not do so. I never go out now without an escort. A visitor came this morning of dis- reputable appearance, selling Chinese goods. 1 became curious about these articles when I perceived a huge “blue bottle” fly alight upon them and shortly after fall to the floor dead. I noticed he handled them with gloves on, a thing suspicious in itself. I did not buy. Thursday 28. I was doped while sitting at my desk last night, only by falling against the buzzer on the panel by which I summon Jerry was I saved from probable death. How they accomplished it is somewhat of a mystery. Probably the dope was introduced in the ven- tilators and thrown into the room by the fans. This is evidently no petty theft but a planned escapade which will not stop at murder. I have heard no word of Tiu. Perhaps they have done away with him. Friday 29. What I feared has come true. They have seized Tiu and taken him away. They also left the first real clue of the case when they did so. I have questioned the driver of the cab which transported Tiu and his captors and he is to take Jerry and me there this evening. I have discovered that an ebony buddha is in ex- istence which has inside it a diamond of £500,- 000 value. Perhaps this buddha and the one in the case are identical. If so the motive for the theft is evident. The cab is at the door. Jerry and I enter the cab, the driver closes the doors — we’re off! Here the story is compiled from memory. J. B., Sect. It has begun to rain. Huge drops batter the roof and windows of the cab with a steady tattoo. We have left the brightly lighted sec- tion of the city and are now wending our way through narrow, dark streets, lurching and bumping over the slippery cobblestones. A heavy fog has set in making our forward progress exceedingly dangerous. At intervals the wailing cry of a fog horn breaks the monotonous patter of the rain. We are near- ing water. It is easy to tell, both by the smell of the salt air and by the whistles of the tugs in the bay. We are slowing down. We stop, the driver opens the door and points to a low building sitting back from the road on a slight rise. “Here’s the place, sir! Anything else, sir?” I dismissed him with a bill and turning, surveyed the house with interest. It was low built and ugly in appearance being made entire- ly of wood. A walk of rude planking led up to the front door which was flanked on each side by a small window. A faint glow through the panes denoted habitation, so wading ankle deep in mud, Jerry and I approached the door and knocked loudly. No sound eminated from within. Again I knocked. No answer. Then Jerry spoke softly: “The curtain in that left hand window, I swore it moved. Some one is watching us, Will.” I also had detected the slight movement of the curtain, and not a little nettled at the unhospitality of the inmate. I thrust open the door and entered. A long hall greeted our eyes with doors leading off at re- spective intervals. Approaching the first one on the left, I opened it and entered. The room was in darkness, where before it had been lighted. A sense of impending danger seemed to permeate the atmosphere. I could feel Jerry’s presence behind me; he seemed to be having difficulty with something by his labored SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 197 breathing. Then it dawned upon me he was struggling with something, something which was getting the better of him. I hastened to his assistance and fell over a chair on the way. His gasps had ceased and with horror akin to terror, I stood motionless trying to detect some motion or sign. Death, grim and terrible seemed to float in a bloody aura about me. Something fell lightly about my neck, it was pulled tight and was twisted. I struggled to no avail. I choked and for once in my life with- out the power to do anything about it. My lungs seemed about to burst. My head ached violently. The strength left my legs; I fell, a sheet of blood suffused my eyes and I lost consciousness. II My head ached abominably, as for my throat, I shall not attempt to describe it. For the first time I noticed my surroundings. I was lying on a low couch draped with red damask. The room and all its accoutrements were also in Vermillion, giving a weird effect. In the center stood a mohogany table with a marble top lit- tered with the tools of a chemist. Huge racks lined the walls, filled with test tubes, phials and bottles of chemicals and books treating on the subject of biological chemistry. A huge caldron stood on tripods in one corner and some sort of liquid settled in its coppery depths giv- ing off a strangely pleasant odor and a lively warmth which evidently furnished the heat for the room. I sat up and attempted to stand but my head became so dizzy that I was nauseated and forced to drop on the couch. A gong sounded somewhere nearby and shortly after a panel slid noiselessly aside and a tall China- man entered seating himself at the desk. He paid me not the slightest attention, and I was satisfied to lie quietly and study him at my leisure. He wore a small black cap which fitted his bald head snugly. A high forehead en- hanced a face of singularly noble appearance. Two long mustachios set off a mouth of diaboli- cal cruelty, the one objectionable feature to the whole physiognomy. I was later to find just how cruel he could be when he chose. He was clothed in a long scarlet robe embroidered with serpents. It was by his dress that I judged him to be a mandarin. I became suddenly acutely aware of his gaze upon me. I per- ceived his eyes for the first time directly, and a little thrill of horror ran up and down my spine. Narrow oblique eyes they were, of a deep yellow color, and of such a fascinating hypnotic quality, that all other things about me became obscured and I found myself en- gulfed by their stare. He began to speak in a low musical monotone, words of honey-coated cunning, and I marvelled at the powerful per- sonality of this strange mandarin. “Sir William, I have warned you not once, but many times to give up the quest for the ebony buddha, a quest which is not only fool- hardy and dangerous (he seemed to dwell upon the word dangerous for a moment), but hope- lessly futile. Why do you persist in chasing a valueless object?” Here I tried a consummate bluff. “The bud- dha is not valueless as you well know. It has inside it a very valuable diamond for the pos- session of which you would wiiiingly murder.” He started slightly and his gaze upon me seemed to become more sinister. His next words pregnant with menace, caused the cold drops of perspiration to roll off me. “You know about the diamond then, my friend; that is unfortunate for you. I had thought of getting rid of you scientifically without leaving any traces. Here he glanced suggestively toward the copper caldron. Your friend, Tiu Lov, also discovered the secret of the buddha. Fortunately I found out where it was and became possessed of it through a very effective method. Unfortunately he was not a fool. He found out in some manner that I had the buddha.” He paused for a moment. “I was very sorry to hear this, I could not allow it, however. The result is that at present your friend is furnishing the heat for this room.” Again he looked at the caldron. The truth did not dawn upon me for a mo- ment, and then a blind fury overcame me. “You devil,” I screamed, “you diabolical fiend; you have murdered him; you shall pay. I’ll never rest until I see you swing.” I fell back upon the couch exhausted. All the while he had sat with a mocking look in his eyes, now he arose and approached me with a small object in his hand similar to a hypodermic needle. Grasping my arm he pushed up the sleeve and then paused: “My friend, you shall never leave this place alive or otherwise. I had hoped to make you see the light, but it is of no use. I wonder how you will enjoy the seven gates to hell?” With these words he jabbed the needle into my arm and almost immediately I lost consciousness. When Jerry had entered the room directly behind Sir William he had had no warning of the attack, so he was unprepared when something grasped him around the neck shut- ting off his wind and forcing his head back. He struggled to no avail. Something pricked his arm and he lost his senses. When he awoke he was lying in a square stone room of small dimensions. He was not bound but his head ached so that he was con- tented to lie quiet for a few moments. Something glided across the floor close to him, and curiously raising his head he looked into the small evil eyes of a cobra. Sick with horror he dared not move for fear of inciting an attack. Nowhere, however, in his range 198 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR of vision were there any more of these ghoul- ish reptiles, and with reawakened hope he cast about in his mind for some weapon. A thought came to him, causing him to measure the distance between himself and the snake; four feet, he estimated, and then with bated breath he began a slow journey toward the reptile. For an hour this continued and he had covered three of the four feet. He was near enough, now was the hand quicker than the eye? The huge snake was becoming angry, the hood inflating slowly, the little red tongue flicking in and out. Suddenly a long brown arm shot out and a muscular hand grasped the snake’s head, a slight snap was heard and the broken body of the cobra writhed upon the floor in death. “It worked,” exulted Jerry. “Now to get out of here and find Will.” The lock on the door soon opened under Jerry’s skillful manipu- lation of a wire, and he found himself in a long corridor draped in heavy velvet. A long velvet runner deadened his footfalls as be began the explorations. At the end of the corridor he stopped and peered cautiously around the cor- ner. Not five feet from him stood a man dressed in the clothes effected by the derelicts of the wharves. Not to be thwarted in his at- tempts at escape, Jerry silently approached him and with a well-directed punch caused him to lose interest in proceedings. The fellow had a gun, and possessing himself of this, Jerry continued his exploration. A groan reached his ears preceding from behind a closed door on his right. Cautiously trying the knob he ascertained it was un- locked and slowly pushing it open he entered into a sort of anteroom. A heavy drapery hung at one end of the room and from be- hind this came another groan. Peering through this he was horrified to see Sir William lying in a curious sort of box divided into seven com- partments. Each compartment covered a por- tion of his body and Jerry gasped with horror. In the seventh compartment four huge rats jumped squealing about trying to escape. A musical voice reached his ears and pulling his gaze away from the horrible sight he saw a tall Chinaman seated upon a dais, gazing with diabolical smile upon the scene being enacted before him. At certain intervals he would say: “The seven gates to hell; how do you like them, Sir William?” The rats had not yet started upon their grisly feast and this seemed to stir him up. Clapping his hands he summoned a servant, bidding him arouse them. The servant ran to do his bidding but bolted when a cool voice followed by a revolver held by Jerry emerged from behind the screen. “Stick ’em up, you there, and don’t make any breaks.” Advancing upon them he be- came aware of the movements of the mandarin who was slowly creeping from his chair to- ward the curtain bent on escape. Seeing he was observed he discarded caution and sprang toward his goal. A sharp report sounded and whirling he swayed on his feet desperately' striving for balance. An expression of sur- prise and dread swept across his features, and then he fell upon his face. Coolly Jerry covered the servant who would have run for help. “One more move, and you’ll get the same.” With these words he kicked the box off of Sir Wil- liam and hastily cutting his bonds assisted him to his feet. A quick examination proved the mandarin to be dead and a search through his clothes disclosed the buddha still intact. Jerry shook it and a faint rattle could be heard. “It’s there,” he spoke, “and now that Tiu Loy is dead it belongs to us.” “There you are wrong, my friend,” said a cool voice and from behind the curtain stepped Tiu Loy, followed by two police officers. “Arrest that man,” he commanded pointing to the servant who stood near by. “But I thought you were dead,” cried Sir William. “Ah, my good friend, A Wong Fu told you that, I surmise,” he laughed pointing to the mandarin, “that was just one of his pet jokes. He was the greatest egoist that I have ever had the misfortune to meet. He was crazy about chemistry too, but his experiments never amounted to anything. “Yes, but how do you know all this, Tiu Loy?” “Well, first of all, my real name is Lord Arthur Brenton of Scotland Yard. And secondly I have been following this mandarin for years, always unsuccessfully. He was the head of the greatest dope ring in the history of the Yard. One by one we have captured the different members of the ring, but never could we catch the real leader. Finally we gave up in despair, and sought outside air, namely your- self. By a clever little trap, and a bit of false information, I caught Awong’s interest in the buddha. I may say now gentlemen, the buddha is worthless. By following you, I inadvertant- ly aroused Awong’s distrust and was kid- napped by him. I affected my escape and went for help. When I returned I found you here. Tell me, Sir William, how did you find this den ?” I related how I had gone to the river with the help of the cab-driver and when I had fin- ished, he advanced and tendered to me a docu- ment, with the words, “It is my pleasure, Sir William, to present you with a commission in His Majesty’s Secret Service, awarded for meritorious service in the employ of Scotland Yard, as you were without knowing it.” “Well, let’s get out of here,” says Jerry, and taking his advice we departed from the room, leaving the police in possession of the house. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 199 SPRING IS HERE By David O’Brien, ’32 THE first day of Spring dawned all serene on the bright New England horizon. Poets chirped, birds twittered, or per- haps it should be vice-versa. However, as I set out on my daily constitutional, that is, a brisk walk to get to school on time, all was balmy. Ah me! I must have looked lonesome for I was scarcely on my way when a young blizzard, full of good intentions, of course, blew up to keep me company. Curses, I had left my overcoat at home and for all the dear little blizzard’s good intentions, I turned by back on it. Perambulating in this fashion, I stepped right into some oozy, slimy mud, nice dirty mud, too. By the time I had extricated myself, the sun was peering forth half shame-facedly; yes, you ought to be ashamed, hiding on a bee- oot-i-full day like this. School appeared as a haven from these perils. The day wore on, and on, and on, a seemingly perfect day outside the confining walls. Ah! the bell rang and the scholars (?) burst joyfully forth from the day’s toil, tra-la tra-la. Yes, right into a nice, squishy slush that soon penetrated the thickest shoes. Feeling a peculiar dryness in my throat, I wished for a drink. Midas and his touch of gold never received better service. Rain poured down in torrents, in buckets, cats and dogs, and all other expressions which convey the same meaning. Soaked to the skin, I arrived home, a little balmy myself by now. I hoisted myself and a glass of hot lemonade stiffly into bed and then like “one of those people from Brazil where the nuts come from” paused to recite:— “ ‘Sprig, Sprig, beautiful Sprig —’ Blah-h.” BLACKOUTS THE principle of free wheeling is to get a start and then let the momentum carry you along. It probably was invented by seme luncheon club speaker. St. Louis records show that one criminal has been arrested sixty-six times, but never con- victed. Taxpayers would be saved a lot of money if police patrol wagons were equipped with revolving doors. Ambulances do not step for red traffic lights. But that’s no novelty for some of the more frequent occupants. All is not well, politically, in Cuba, we hear. Under all the gayety of Havana there seems to be a strong rumble of discontent. 200 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR A WOODLAND CIRCUS By Arthur Martin, ’32 One day in a past age Said an old sage “All the world’s a stage.” So let us come, my friends, And see a drama played. Our theatre, a forest, Our stage, a woodland glen, Our seat a boulder, We are ready, and then! An old-fashioned circus. When evening has come, And the sun gone down, The stage is trimmed, And the prologue is given By a homing pigeon. Look! the hero’s in, The moon his spot-light plays All around the globe, Where a big black bear Is walking with a hare. Two large brown owls We see are making eyes, As a chorus of hoppers And giddy fire-flies First courtesy low, then rise, Next what do we see But a clown bhmble bee Come tumbling down, And land, oh so neat, Right on his feet. Four bullfrogs in a line Croak many songs, Favorites of mine. Such choruses would please Old Aristophanes. The epilogue is given By the big homing pigeon, But we must get along For here comes the Dawn! RAIN IN A GARDEN By Phyllis Down, ’32 The Thunder God’s reverberating drums across the sky, A breeze of expectation rustles through the garden. Parched flowers lift their dusty heads in mute appeal, Birds trill a passionate entreaty. Then eager silence. And then, the rain! Clean, sweet refresher of a weary world, To which the boughs of tall trees bend in meek sub- mission. Cessation And then, the sun breaking triumphant through th'' dullness of Heaven Turns every drop into a prism full of beauty. The sun! God’s benediction on a rain-sweet world. “WORTH WHILE” Nothing is wasted, Nothing is lest — Some gain is gathered Whate’er the cost. There’s never a tear But betokens a smile, So, counting it up, It’s all worth while. NIGHT ON OUR STREET There’s something rather lonely About our street at night; The dusky windowed houses, With here and there a light; The pattern of the branches In lacework on the walk; The church’s bulky tower, Transformed to silver chalk. The cheerful, whistling figures Of homeward-going men, Whose footfalls tap the silence, Till silence comes again; A kitten’s furry scurry Across the street lamp’s arc:— Our street is rather lonely To travel after dark. A SHOOTING STAR By William Buckley, ’31 It flashed across a blackened sky. A ray whose tenuous glint Was bright yellow, then — dim red, But only a moment And again the heavens Were black — pitch black. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 201 THAT OTHER ROAI) CROSSROADS — those little and sometimes not so little places where the choice of a turn may change our whole destiny. One perhaps trivial experience of my own along this line is narrated below: One day when I was about ten years of age I was riding towards home on my bicycle. Sud- denly, I came to a crossroad. Either way would take me home. 1 turned to the left. A few minutes later I was involved in an accident which marked me for life. Even at that age, as I was slowly recovering my shattered health, I wondered what would have happened if I had turned down the other road. So it is on through life. We come to our crossroads, decide our course, and then go on. But I think we will always look back and think and wonder — wonder about — that other road. For one week at least, you won’t have to worry about your Latin assignment. We may say, how- ever, that Mr. Avery would be pleased to have us re- turn to school on the fourth of May. The baseball season is now in full swing. Your sup- port may mean victory or defeat. Which do you want it to be ? Congratulations to John Rhonan, Marion Strong, Frances Hayes, and Joseph Scanlon, the officers of the Sophomore Class. We are glad to see that the Sophomore Class is at last becoming organized. With the excellent staff that it has, our 1931 Year Book should be a great publication. Have you sub- scribed yet? Better do it now while there still is time. May we wish everyone a happy vacation. We trust you will make the most of it, for after next week — the home stretch. The Junior Issue Staff wishes to convey to Miss Iris Ruggles and her regular Radiator Staff the thanks and congratulations of the school for their, faithful work in making this year’s Radiator a success. GREEN GROWS THE GRASS—SOMETIMES ii REEN Grows the Grass—Sometimes.” I -j Those hallowed occasions being when the grass grows at all. “Those hal- lowed occasions” are only dim memories to most of us, however. Our campus has in the springtime acquired only a muddy brown, with an occasional splotch of isolated and faded green. Why? Just because every day, 2,500 pupils trampled down upon the already dis- couraged little green blades as they entered the seemingly miscast majestic building. Then for four hours the grass licked its wounds. Then several hundred people decided that the inner man craved satisfaction — which, it seemed necessitated more running to and fro on the scarred and dejected campus. Then the ill- treated lawn waited tearfully for two o’clock, at which time the already smarting injury was increased. This is, however, no reflection on the pupils. They had no incentive for better conduct. None seemed interested enough to care about how the school looked. But this year all is to be changed. The Park Department of the city is seeding our campus. June should find it solid green — a foreground worthy of leading up to so wonderful a build- ing. June should — and will, if we, the 2,500, do our part. Let’s use the cement walks. Let our motto be, “One half inch of cement to be worn off by June.” Let’s keep our campus clean and neat, so that we may be proud to show it to our visitors, and so that we may say, “Green grows the grass — every year at Somerville High!” WHAT FRIENDSHIP IS By William P. Buckley, ’31 Friendship is Our most desired wish, Our aid to loneliness, Our love for mankind, But most important, OUR KEY TO HAPPINESS. The Poetry Club has held its last meeting for this year. We feel sure that this school function has proven its merit and has come to be of great value to the school. 202 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR J. FOGGHAM TREMBLAY REBELS By David O’Brien, ’32 J FOGGHAM TREMBLAY was one of those hen-pecked husbands; you know, the kind • you read about in the funny papers. J. Foggham had laughed at these men as a boy — and then he had married Emma. Emma had seemed sweet and nice before their marriage but after the fatal knot had been tied and she had undertaken to “train” him, she had soon proved a veritable Tartar. It didn’t take her long to accomplish her purpose. Once, and only once, he had played poker until ten-thirty, but now he was home every night at nine, carried all the bundles, paid the bills, and was a model in all but physical appearances. Now J. Foggham had one defect; that was his nose. He was small anyway, and that nose being so massive seemed to weigh down the front of his face. As a boy an unpleasant epithet had been construed connecting that nose and his name. It was “Foghorn Tremb- lay.” He had laughed it off as a boy because that was all he could do and with the advanc- ing years, the name had died out. J. Fogg- ham cherished the idea that it had been for- gotten but he was soon to learn better. Mr. and Mrs. Tremblay had just returned from a party on the eve of our story. Mr. Tremblay had distinguished himself as a “gay old dog” all evening, flirting with the girls, cracking mother-in-law jokes and playing a game called, “Who can get to the bottom of the punch bowl first?” He had thought his wife had not seen him and so was feeling fine. But the old “eagle-eye” had been wide open all eve- ning and Mrs. Tremblay sat in the taxi cloaked in that silence which is the lull before a storm. Home at last, Mr. Tremblay took out his key, located the key-hole and entered. “Now you miserable, little sawed-off —” this was Mrs. Tremblay’s far from polite and tact- ful battle-cry. The battle waxed tast and furi- ous with one contestant discharging both bar- rels as fast as they could be loaded and the other agreeing, “Yes, my dear” and wishing he were in South America. Eventually, with one withering, scorching, scornful blast, Mrs. Tremblay finished, “Now, Mr. J. Foghorn Tremblay, go down and fix the furnace, put out the cat, lock the doors, and come up to bed.” She needn’t have finished. That name, J. Foghorn Tremblay resounded in Mr. Tremblay’s ears. It was too much. He turned white, then red, then white, and a hot sweat broke forth on his brow. So. J. Fog- horn Tremblay, heh; well he would show her, he would go to South America! He banged on his hat, strode forth and gave the front door such a slam that it startled even him. He walked briskly along and had gone only a block when mentally he was in New York and had been hired as a deckhand on a South-bound “tramp.” Within two more blocks he had be- come a bandit leader, harassing some obscure kingdom, sacking towns and ever bearing to- wards the capitol for he was to be king. Per- haps, he thought, the citizens would offer him their beautiful daughters in marriage if he would spare their lives. But he would be cold and spurn their offers. Then the beautiful daughters would come begging for his mercy, and he, Jim Brand (for he had decided to change his name also), laying his hand paternally on their heads, would promise not to molest their parents. With each block J. Foggham’s chin tilted higher, his chest expanded and his step grew firmer, until suddenly he heard the cry of a damsel in distress. He looked about. He was in his own neigh- borhood and outside his own house! The cries issued from his own domicile! Mrs. Tremblay came forth onto the front porch sobbing lustily, saw him and joyfully cried: “James! Oh, you masterful man, please come back to your Emma.” J. Foggham laughed, then assuming a dis- dainful air, strode in like the gamecock he im- agined he was and took possession of his king- dom. The Difference The gum-chewing girl And the cud-chewing cow, Are somewhat alike, Yet different somehow, What is the difference? Oh, I see it now! It’s the thoughtful look On the face of the cow. —Reprinted. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 203 Never Trust a Name By Pearl Lotenschleger, '31 SETTING: The living-room of the Van Dyke’s country home. The room is fur- nished in excellent taste, although it is very modern. The color scheme is chiefly brown and cream with a touch of Chinese red. A French door is at the back center. There is another door at the right. An attractive, well- dressed, but bored young girl of perhaps twenty years of age is seated near the fire- place. In her lap is a neglected book and at her side lies a box of bonbons. She gazes mus- ingly into the fire. Time: Five o’clock in the afternoon. Cast: Rose, the daughter. Mr. Van Dyke, the father. Mrs. Van Dyke, the mother who is very anxious for her daughter to make a successful marriage. Mrs. Van Dyke (walking hurriedly in from door at right): “What shall I tell her? She will be furious wh—” Rose (turning her head in surprise): “Why, mother, what is the matter?” Mrs. Van Dyke (who hadn’t noticed Rose until now): “Oh — I thought you had gone up- stairs to dress for the masquerade tonight. I don’t think it would please Colbert to have to wait for you. (Significantly) You know he usually doesn’t have to for any other girl. But here you are foolishly gazing into the fire. What has got into you, lately? You know 1 want you to marry into a prominent family — one that has money. I think you might help me.” Rose (pleadingly): “Mother, I appreciate all that you and dad have done for me, but I’m tired of this crowd. Everyone is so useless — so selfish. Can’t we be different? Every mother we know is trying to make a successful marriage for her daughter. Every eligible young man in town is chased to death. Can’t you be different? Don’t you understand why I hate it?” Mrs. Van Dyke walks over to a table at other side of room, picks up a magazine and glances through the pages. Rose: “I wish I could get away for a while, even for just a few weeks.” Mrs. Van Dyke (looks up and puts mag- azine back on table): “I believe I could arrange it with your father, if you really wish to go.” Rose (hopefully): “Oh! If only I could! (Her mood changes, she glances at her watch and sighs): I suppose I’ll have to go to that dance tonight. (Rises languidly) Well, I had better dress.” (She goes out through door at right. Mrs. Van Dyke sits down in chair that Rose has just vacated. Mr. Van Dyke enters flushed with ex- citement.) Mr. Van Dyke: “Haven’t you told Rose the news yet?” Mrs. Van Dyke: “No. I intended to tell her this afternoon, but I couldn’t seem to. She will be furious when she learns that a wealthy young man is coming here at my invitation. If she knew of it before his arrival she might run off and spoil all my plans. You know, she wants to go away for a while, anyhow. She was speaking about it today. 1 told her that I would consult you. Shouldn’t we give our consent, but insist that she wait a while — at least, until this person has arrived and they have had a chance to meet each other?” Mr. Van Dyke: “Hm — I guess you are right. (Pauses and then asks in a worried tone): “Do you think she will like him? You know, you have aroused my curiosity. This young fellow, whom you have never seen, a perfect stranger, except that you knew his mother years ago, is invited to our home when you learn of the sudden death of his parents in an automobile accident. You know only his name — Jerry Wetherby — and the fact that he inherited a fortune from his parents.” Mrs. Van Dyke: “Perhaps I am doing a fool- ish thing, but he is his mother’s son and she was once my best friend.” Mr. Van Dyke: “Is his room all furnished? It should be a dandy after the pains you have taken with it.” Mrs. Van Dyke (with relief): “Thank good- ness, yes. You can’t imagine what a time I had to keep Rose from suspecting. (Laughs) I suppose when she saw that hunting equip- ment being delivered she thought it was for you. I do hope he cares for red because I put the loveliest red necktie holder in his room. (Anxiously) I think he will be pleased. There seems to be nothing a man could desire that I have not already provided.” Mr. Van Dyke: “Well, I hope he admires those deer horns that you insisted I didn’t want.” (Bell rings.) Mrs. Van Dyke: “Perhaps he is at the door now. He wrote that he would be here either today or tomorrow. Yes, it must be he. Dear, try not to look so blank. We must make a good impression for Rose’s sake.” (Maid enters. Behind her is a slight girl in an ill-fitting traveling coat. A pair of shell- rimmed spectacles shade her eyes. On her face is a thankful but timid smile.) Maid: “Miss Geraldine Wetherby.” (Poor Mrs. Van Dyke! All her castles in the air crash as she faints from the shock!)- 204 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR The Leap to Happiness By Doris Daniels, ’32 DONNA RANDALL’S eyes widened in hor- rified anger as she sank to her knees beside the dead wolf. “You did it!” she gasped to her lean, lanky brother, who stood guiltily holding his forty- five calibre rifle. “You did it!” she repeated dazedly, “and why, why?” “Aw, gee. Sis, I didn’t know you’d take it that hard. What’s an old wolf, anyway?” All sympathy, but no understanding was Jim, and the girl keenly felt it. His sole ex- planation was that it was “Maw’s orders.” Their mother, it seemed, hated animals, so when she thought her daughter was making a new pet, bingo, went Jim’s gun, and there was an end to that. It was true that Donna adopted any wild an- imal she came upon. She inherited this love of animals from her father, who had died a year before. “If she didn’t have to be pesterin’ with the beastly critturs, she’d mix in better,” declared Mrs.Randall. “Now Jim here likes animals an’ all that, but you don’t see him mopin’ around ’em all the time.” Jim was the apple of his mother’s eye, but Donna was the trial of her mother’s life. The very knowledge that her mother disliked hei attached the girl more strongly to animals, but one after the other, her pets were destroyed. Now, only her sad- dle horse remained, a little spotted pinto, Petey. “She’ll have him killed, too,” she sobbed. Jim looked at her and urged: “I promise I’ll never kill your Petey horse if you’ll let me ride him.” “All right,” she answered in assent. The breach between Donna and her mother widened every day. It was useless to stop the girl from finding new pets, nevertheless one and all were put away in some secret manner, in which Jim swore he had no part. If it was anyone, it was the assistant ranch foreman, he insisted. Driven to distraction by another missing pet and by her mother’s unsympathet- ic, cutting bickerings, the daughter, one eve- ning, roamed sorrowfully with heavy heart up the mountain trail. On a shelf-like ledge she paused to watch the trail below. Jim was down there riding Petey, and she watched them bit- terly. Her horse, given to her by her father, was ridden always by someone else. Far up on the mountain a roar could be heard, the crumbling of rocks, a landslide, and a glance showed her that Jim had dismounted and was in danger. He had heard it, but was unable to see from whence it come, and too be- wildered to know which way to leap. Petey was grazing out of danger a few rods away. Fear clutched at the heart of the girl, fear for her brother; then a hope. “Petey! Save him, Petey!” she shrieked. The faithful pinto had already intelligently sensed the danger and was rushing headlong towards the man who had always ridden and treated him kindly. Jim was knocked by the sudden impact of the animal’s body out of the path of the massive rolling boulder, but he was sent spinning on, on to fatal destruction over the cliff’s edge. Somehow, Donna managed to reach her horse, only to find another person already there — the assistant ranch foreman. “Let go my horse!” she cried breathlessly, “and drop that gun! Don’t you dare shoot Petey!” “Now jest quiet down, miss. I saw wot hap- pened. I saw the ornery beast push him over . . . an’ it’s the first thing your maw would or- der when she hears o’ the death o’ her son — an’ it’s only fair.” “You didn’t see it — all!” tearfully. “Petey tried to save him — he did — he did!” Then she grew cool. “If you shoot Petev, shoot me, too.” The man laughed heartily, but as he did so, she saw her chance and leaped agilely into the saddle. The little horse flew into action, but she noticed he was hopelessly lamed. “It’s no use, old pal,” she sobbed hysterically as he scrambled to a higher level. “You won’t live long with that leg . .. and I can’t live with- out you. Let’s . . . join Him . . . and father . . .” She urged him forward; he caught her spirit of desperation; solid ground veered out from under them; and they shot off the precipice in- to the clear air. Sitting erect in the saddle, one arm lovingly resting on his mane, Donna waved the other in the air, and cried out in a clear, unfaltering voice, “At last . . . I’m happy!” 205 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR BETWEEN CLASSES HE SCENE: Any of the corridors of our huge edifice of knowledge. The Time: Between classes, the time when the cadaverous depths of the mind of our “Average High School Pupil” should be least investigated to save his dignity, but which is nevertheless the time of this piece. There goes the bell! The only study I have today, and I wasted it in writing notes to Agnes. I wonder if she wil go? All these books to carry. They make them so big now-a-days. But Agnes is such a good kid. Look at this Latin book. I like Agnes a lot. Too thick, that’s the trouble. If these books were a little thinner I might find some enjoyment in study- ing them. There’s the second bell. Wait a minute, where do I go next period? Where do we study next period? Oh, we don’t study, we listen to that history teacher of ours give us a lecture. Listen, I know you’ll think it awfully funny after six months of school, but what’s our history room? 207? That’s what I thought. Thank you. I must write that room number down sometime. Lessee, that’s one flight up. That goes that egotist, Jones. I hope he stubs his toe, and falls down stairs. Ever since he got on the staff of the Junior Issue he’s had a swelled head. Besides that he’s taking Agnes to Junior Night. Besides, I should have gotten that job on the Junior Is- sue, not Jones. I wonder how much it would — I tell you I wasn’t talking to anyone. It was talking to myself. The nerve of that! Pulling me out of the line lor such a simple thing as that! I wonder how many steps there are in one flight. One, two, three, fc—oor— I beg your pardon. I wasn’t watching where I was going. My, I didn’t know they had such beautiful blondes around here. Agnes is a brunette. I donno but that I’ll let Jones have her. I wonder what the answer to the fifth algebra example is? The third one was easy, but the other three were too hard for me. ’Stoo bad I didn’t have time to do the third one. Boy, this room is some distance from the first floor. Say, where am I? I don’t see anyone else filing now. I’m on the third floor! There’s that blonde again. She looks like a new pupil. Lost? Going to 207, eh. Come on, I’ll show you the way. Bother? Not at all. It’s a pleasure! Jones you CAN have Agnes! EXHIBITION By Ruth Morris, ’31 and Elinore Hall, ’31 AN exhibition is always interesting, whether it is of flowers, automobiles, or paint- ings. The latter is especially interesting to most of us and even more so when the artist is one of our own graduates. Therefore do you wonder that we went to view a collection of paintings at Tufts when we heard that the artist was Edwin Earle, a former pupil of Som- erville High, graduating in the early ’20’s? We were not disappointed. As we entered the large, light, airy room, we looked around with a decidedly unprofessional eye. The first thing that caught that same eye was a long row of modernistic colors, splashed together indiscriminately. But no, we were too close to appreciate the beauty — how often it is true—and realizing that, we hastily moved back. Then we saw! Several of these scenes were from our own beloved Cape. Especially appealing was the one called “Sand Dunes.” You see sand dunes bathed in brilliant sunshine. The bright blue of a summer sky forms an ex- ceedingly beautiful background, and soft, sway- ing grass of that peculiar shade appearing only where salt water is found tops the undulating sea-line. Scattered here and there are brown beaches of sea-weed, crisply dried in the hot sun. It presents a picture of transient charm, a sight very familiar and pleasant to a lover of the Cape. No one who has felt the lure of the Cape could put on paper a better picture of quiet appeal. Another water color we admired was “Yesterday’s House.” The title is a per- fect description of this study in dark browns, greens, and purples which run together in un- believable harmony. It portrays an old-fash- ioned abandoned house with a tall, green pine tree rising somberly behind the rambling struc- ture — the sort of a house that gives the im- pression that it has always been there and had grown as the tree had grown. Bare, gnarled trees lend a sad, wistful air. To approach closely — but don’t — the whole is a confused mass of lines, but at the proper distance, the effect is perfect. There were several oils — one by its sheer beauty left us gasping. It was “The Old Fence.” You all know how the old fence, typi- cal of New England, is made of wooden pickets. It rambled joyfully through a snow bank on a sloping hill. Realistic blue shadows thrilled one with their poignant charm. Low, un- dulating hills formed an excellent background. Silently we admired this scene until forced by lack of time to further explore. There were several wood cuts and linoleum cuts which we admired as we do most of this type of work. But we had unconsciously saved something very worth while for the last. 206 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR Mr. Earle’s charcoals were, we think, on the whole the most perfected phase of his art. They were executed with extraordinary deli- cacy of line. Ramsey MacDonald, England’s Prime Minister, was beautifully drawn — a face, in profile, showing his great character. At this time we had the good fortune to meet the artist himself who came in and spoke to us for a few moments. He told us that it took him about one hour and a half to do the water colors which we admired so. Good char- coals take about two hours to do and are not, according to the artist, very difficult. Of course, the oils vary. Mr. Earle confessed that he liked his work and often, for recreation, would do a type different from that on which he was working. MY NEIGHBOR’S BACK YARD IJv Lyman Flanders, ’31 IF a World War veteran intended to pass through the back yard adjoining my own, he might be led to believe that he was on the muddy fields of France. Large holes in the ground, a cart covered with mud, a rickety old fence in a sloping position, patches of ice and snow here and there sheltered from the sun by three huge trees and one side of the house; these are some of the sights one would see if he looked into our neighbor’s yard from our kitchen window. From this window you can also see the body of a snow man partly sheltered from the sun, standing is if tired and weary, all shrunken and shrivelled to two- thirds of his original height, and covered with coal dust; a poor, neglected piece of art. It was near supper time, a wind was rising, and the clouds were threatening when I once more looked into my neighbor’s yard. The “ole” rickety fence was shaking and shivering as if chilled by the air. The hat on the snow man had been lifted into space and blown sev- eral feet over the mud. The puddles were dis- turbed and so large that they made me think of a mirage. The next morning while eating breakfast I noticed a change in my neighbor’s yard. The snow man had been scattered in different sec- tions of the yard and all the puddles had be- come ice. A section of the rickety “ole” fence was separated from the rest and lay on my neighbor’s bulkhead. The cart, which be- longed to the little fellow next door, was a pris- oner stuck firmly in the earth. Such are the scenes I have noticed during the past winter. Now I look eagerly ahead for a yard filled with green grass and flowers, a re- paired fence, a cart whose wheels are free to move, and real children standing in the yard in place of the snow man. Then I shall know that Spring is here. LIBRARY NOTES THE show case on either side of the Library door always contains something that is of interest. For over a year, there have been displayed in one case several pieces of prehistoric pottery, the gift of Miss Eudora Morey. This pottery is from a Coptic grave on the edge of the Egyptian desert, and it shows a very slight attempt at ornamentation. In the other case, there was displayed last month a collection of prints which were gath- ered by three post graduates. This month the case contains eight anthologies of American verse collected by members of I English — S Division. They are all lyric poems. Among them are:— “If” by Rudyard Kipling. “Cowards” by William Shakespeare. “The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls” by Henry W. Longfellow. “Sonnet on Approaching Italy” by Oscar Wilde. “Trees” by Joyce Kilmer. “Beclouded” by Emily Dickinson. “A Psalm of Life” by Henry W. Longfellow. “There is No Frigate Like a Book” by Emily Dickinson. Among patriotic poems and selections may be noted the following titles:— “Lincoln” by James Russell Lowell. “George Washington” by James Russell Lowell. “The Forefathers” by William Addison Houghton. “Washington” by Henry Giller. “America For Me” by Henry Van Dyke. There are also several poems celebrating Spring, very fitting for the present season. Among them are:— “The Butterfly” bv Alice Freemen Palmer. “March” by May Riley Smith. The collections are illustrated, and many of the illustrations are as arresting as the verse. Four pictures are especially quaint:— “Church in Seville” by Lionel Lindsay. “Grim Orviets” by John Taylor Arms. “Lowell Street, San Francisco” by Frederick Robbins. “Marche aux Fleurs de la Madeleine.” Besides these anthologies, there is a new edition of the Encyclopedia Brittanica, which will prove very helpful at many times. There is also a new book, which is already quite famous. It is “Little America” by Rich- ard E. Byrd. It is a narrative of action and at the same time a record of brilliant scientific achieve- ment. It is, essentially, the story of men who brought their own civilizations to a God-for- saken mass of ice and created on it one of the most extraordinary communities the world has ever seen.” SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 207 1931 “Spring must be here,” sarcastically remarked a certain teacher recently, as she noticed the blank looks on the faces of her pupils. Can we blame her? “In the Spring a young man’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of —” and Monsieur R. M. Pearson is no exception. Have you read any of his recent themes? The Junior issue is quite a success, — eh? Many congratulations! “And now,” concluded a certain English teacher, “your assignment for tomorrow will be ‘Moonshine’. This story has the true Southern flavor.” Vain and Fleeting Wantonness Lo! the fate of those photographs so assiduously exchanged and earnestly besought. Another year and they are relegated to the garret, another year and their number is reduced by selection, those that sur- vive form a laughing stock for posterity . . . until the owners, mortified, the pictures blighted by ridicule, ruined by censure . . . need we go further? Vanity of Vanities, All is Vanity. Quarter End The third quarter was the worst and most trying period of the year. The weather was wretched, the assignments long, inhumanly long, interminable, as one might say. In the tryouts for class orator held during the special period on March 20, Vincent Maloney received the greatest number of votes. Every candidate for the honor acquitted himself nobly. The Class Day Committee consists of Eleanor Bates, John Giudici, and Virginia Laurie. The Senior Night Committee is composed of Cheslie D’Andrea, Betty Chisholm, and John Hamilton. The Class Gift Committee has for its members Leo Horan, William Robinson, Susannah Sonnenberg. The officers of the National Honor Society elected for the second term are as follows: Robert Kehoe, pres- ident; Iris Ruggles, vice-president; Florence Connolly, secretary; Melvin Rosen, treasurer. A Senior’s greatest difficulty is figuring out how to keep two flat feet on a round world. Le Haute Monde “La belle Ferrara” has been crowding the past social season with many the gay rout and ball, enter- taining the elite and the haut monde delightfully, as is her wont. De Campus Scholasticus Our campus is being improved and now, we might suggest that those two little courts in the rear of the East and West wing, that are naturally attractive, be made accessible to the student body and improved a little. Not enjoying the benefits of an enclosed cam- pus or a space like Harvard's “Yard,” we should utilize all the space we are possessed of. Well, we’ve got to be leaving, so we’ll see you at the May party! 1932 Alas, Juniors, the long awaited time has come, as it was forecast it would come. What time? The time for “Ye Junior Issue of Ye Tepid Sheet.” But with- out any further oxidation, let’s plunge into the some- what ceremonious ceremonies. (Which, peculiar as it may seem, is the common characteristic of most ceremonies.) We gotta get this one off our chest. Mr. Hosmer, after painfully talking for some thirty minutes to explain a theory, hopefully began to test his class orally, with this result:— Mr. Hosmer: “Elizabeth B—ns—n, if an automobile should go twenty miles an hour, how far would it go in one hour?” Elizabeth: “One mile, if you please.” One of the joys of the Junior issue is the loss of those two bum editors, Murray, who spends his spare time reading “The Art of Thinking” without understanding four out of every five words, and Leven- son, about whom it is written, “When a brunette and an editor get together — phooey!” Maurice Fishman recently received an invitation to a wedding, w'hich read: “Please come in evening dress.” At prompt eight the ceremonies (ceremonious cere- monies) began. The bride and “Fish” — I mean groom, were walking down the aisle, when suddenly a spectre appeared. You’re right, it was poor Fish- man in his pajamas. Well, you can’t expect all the gags to be good! 208 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR The IMay of the Month Act I “Beaker Buster Bertocci in the chemistry “lab surrounded by curious shaped globes, bottles, wires, and other miscellaneous material. (About which he knows nothing.) Everything calm and serene. Act II Wreckage and debris floating through space, Cosmo Addling while treading air. Act III Professor Bertocci lecturing to the American So- ciety for the protection of Class Editors about “Wild Life on the Planet Mars. James Smith is now recovering from a great shock. It seems that he spilt some nitric acid on his hands, and next day perceiving that these members had be- come yellow, he fell into a dead faint because he thought he had leprosy! One can’t help but wonder at the straightforward- ness, and the honesty of Irving Isinger’s facial ex- pression, even while he’s sporting new shoes, ties, •etc. In reply to many questions as to who is the slowest person in the Junior Class, may we present Leo S—1—g, who represents the human snail. And then again, there’s Bill P—c—y who keeps reg- ular office hours, 2 to 3, in Room 250. And this is typical of the “Sophomore element.” It was heard by an upright member (if there be one) of our class in a Soph geometry class. Benighted teacher: “Timothy, what is a chord? Timothy, after knotting his brows: “A cord is a heavy piece of string! The fur-lined gas mask goes to Charlie R—e for making the most «disturbing odors in chem lab. Congratulations, Rosamond, Phyllis, and John! In such able hands we know that Junior Night is bound to be the “crowning” (?) event of the year. William Tesson, after inspecting our gym equip- ment, condemned it because it was not conducive to the proper development of the cloptex muscle. This condition is a lamentable one! Think of sending 500 children out to battle the world each year, with un- derdeveloped cloptexes! THE MEMBERS OF THE PLAYERS CLUB ARE ALL TIED UP IN THEIR WORK ON THE MARIONETTES VJ GEX MI5S LLUSON THOSE TRYOUTS FOR THE. ONE ACT Play'S BROUGHT OUT ACTING THE LIKE OF WHICH HAS (NEVER 3 EEN SEEN AND ,,, NEVER WILL BE SEEN ao£in. Z VOICE fflon WITHOUT HOME. Lift IN THE. PLAYER'S CLUB SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 209 1933 •Congratulations to the Juniors for their fine issue. Speaking of Congratulations Teacher: “Congratulations, my boy.” Student: “But you just told me that 1 flunked my medical course.” Teacher: “Ah, yes, you did, but think of the lives you saved.” General Information We heard that a tumbling team has been organized. If they need any more members I should advise they’re igoing into the Main Building near the office between the passing bells for the second lunch period. There’s plenty of material falling to waste. Wanted A cure for Doris C— giggle which is quite popular (?) and altogether too contagious. A good example of wasted energy. I know of sev- eral such as for instance, trying to master the sys- tem of window cords and sitting up ’till the small hours of the night translating Caesar when you have a prose exercise instead, but I want one real good one. Someone to keep the critics out of the hall during Players’ Club reading and walking rehearsals. This is a threat as well as a hint. Some kind of a guide post for those who insist on keeping pencils behind their ears so that they can find them when they wish. A good cure for “walking biology books” and dis- appearing lunches. Something or other under the lunch room tables to keep the person opposite from kicking you every time he moves. Donald (to wife at railway station): “What! Ye «anna get a porter tae tak our luggage?” Wife: “Na, na. Ye try DonaP, yere accents no’ quite sae noticeable.” POST GRADUATE NOTES Ars Gratia Artis BERTHA MARSHALL, Marchioness of Stepney, reminded us — naive idea — that when Boileau, the poet, was shown some poems by Louis XV, and was asked his opinion of the same by their author, Boileau replied: “Sire, I am more convinced than ever that nothing is impossible for your Majesty. Y'our Majesty has wished to write some bad verses, and has written some detestable ones.” Now, should Mr. A— desire our opinion of his poetry, in all justice, we could not reply a la Boileau. Eh bien —. Vive le Symphcnie! A-Bas Jazz! We enjoyed the Symphony April 7 — we breathe bravos for Beethoven. We propose a Symphony Society for the school. Cultural and musical (please note the “a-bas jazz” above) development might result. No incon- siderable object. More Manifestations of Debunking Now doubts have been expressed on the fate of Palinurus, Aeneas’s pilot, as described by Virgil. (Editor’s note: Palinurus is beyond a doubt dead now, and we fail to see what we can do about it. However, these P. G.’s!!!!) “DIC AGE PALINURE” Come Palinurus, You had drunk no wine? And yet fell overboard When the weather was fine? Few so charitable as Aeneas Will say that in steering at night With your eyes on the stars’ constellations You came to your death— feckless wight . . . Rather they’ll say that with Bacchic libatious You had guarded yourself ’gainst a cold, And when the ship rolled on the sea’s gentle swell, With the steering oar tight in your desperate hold Down to the black wave — inebriate — you fell! Here and There Very queer, these Parisians. They think of Notre Dame as a cathedral. We thought it was a moving picture. This permanent wave charge is becoming contagious among the boys. Even some of the Juniors have started in to have that “curl” every other day. Fore- most among the Sophomores we notice Adolph Olson and Charlie Van Ummersen. To say naught of Alex- ander Morrison. If this keeps up as it has signs of doing the editor would suggest that these “girls” start a “Sewing Circle.” Well, it looks as if Walter Douglas knows how to take a hint. We haven’t seen those “spats” for a long time. Meanwhile there is Louis XVI Parker, who, if he had lived in Cicero’s day, (if he only had!) would have been strangled for high treason. How he mangles Latin surnames! Dolce Far Niente April is come again and the wastrel zephyrs play . . . Sinclair Lewis Pratt is heard warbling sweet strains of song — “Prithee pretty- maiden, are there any more at home like you ?” (Editor’s note again: This is all wrong. It is your own Jacques who annoys the struggling inhabitants of the Radiator room by his vocal- izing (not singing), and by his adagio dances.) 210 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR NEWS AROUND SCHOOL ELECTION OF OFFICERS OF THE NATION- AL HONOR SOCIETY AFTER a successful half year of devoted service, the officers of the National Honor Society have retired from their posts. In their places there have been elected equally efficient successors, in the person of Robert Kehoe, president; Iris Ruggles, vice- president ; Florence Connolly, secretary; Melvin Rosen, treasurer. Congratulations to the newly honored, and success to so deserving an enterprise! HOYS’ ASSEMBLY ON March 18, 1931. an assembly of the boys of the school was held in the school auditorium. After brief introductory remarks by Mr. Avery, several officials of the Army Reserve were introduced, who spoke on the benefits to be received at the government training camps. Mayor John J. Murphy spoke briefly on the same subject. Mr. Sweet at- tacked the subject on the point of view that the camps were of educational benefit. Those who had already attended the camps were presented to the audience. A student recruiting officer was appointed by Mr. Avery. The response to this assembly gives assurance of a successful season at the training camps. JUNIOR NIGHT COMMITTEE IN response to ardent pleas made by its class editors, the Junior Class has finally “got- ten busy” on Junior Night. The first step has been taken. A competent Junior Night Committee has been elected. The chairman of this committee is John Elliott, with his two fair and able cohorts, Rosamond Rieser and Phyllis Down. The Juniors are certain of a lively evening with such an excellent commit- tee in charge. SOPHOMORE CLASS ELECTION AFTER spending some months in acquaint- ing and accustoming itself to its new surroundings, the Sophomore Class set about organizing itself into a smoothly run- ning body. The first step has been taken. The Sophomore Class officers have been elected af- ter some keen competition. These newly elect- ed are: President, John Ronan; vice-president, Marion Strong; secretary, Frances Hayes; treasurer, Joseph Scanlan. The new officers have been formally welcomed into the Stu- dent’s Council. With this latest boon to their success, great things will be looked for in the Sophomores now! CLUBS POETRY ON March 18, the Poetry Club collaborated with the Radiator to present an unusual and interesting program. The poems, read by members of the Staff, were all taken from recent and past issues of the Radiator. A letter written by the first editor of the Radi- ator, William Brigham, was read. In it he ex- plained how our school paper happened to re- ceive such a name. Miss Leach, faculty ad- visor of the Radiator, spoke to the club mem- bers for a few minutes and then, much to her surprise, the president of the club read three of her own poems, which had recently appeared in local newspapers. We were quite delighted to find in the audi- ence Sherman Christian, a Somerville High graduate, who is now studying at Tufts Col- lege. Mr. Sherman very obligingly read sev- eral of his poems. One, “The Hounds,” was read in a chant, which he considers the most satisfactory method of reading poetry. In closing, the president promised an unusual program for the last meeting in April, and urged everyone to be present. M. C., '31. PLAYERS’ CLUB AT a recent meeting the Players’ Club- adopted its new constitution. The club members give hearty thanks to the com- mittee who drew it up. On the last Friday of March the club wit- nessed the rise and fall of the conspiracy against “Julius Caesar.” The play deviated from the true Shakespeare at intervals, but “a good time was had by all.” PUBLIC SPEAKING CONTEST THE second annual public speaking contest to be held bv the Webster Debating So- ciety took place in the auditorium dur- ing the special period on March 31, 1931. All five of the speakers spoke with ease and flu- ency, but there can be no doubt that the de- cisions of the judges were fair. The first prize was awarded to John Guidici, and the second prize to Hyman Goldenstein. The excellence of the speakers was shown by the attention paid by the audience although many were standing. The contest gave evidence of fine training, received at the hands of the society’s, coach, Mr. Leo Donahue. EXCHANGES Our Comments: THE SPUR—Mission Church Hijjh School, Roxbury, Mass. Your jokes are numerous and very laughable. The poem, “The College Man” was of interest to us. THE ARROW—Lakewood High School, Lakewood, Ohio. A well planned paper showing the co-opera- tion maintained by your editorial staff. Your cartoons though few, are well drawn. THE WESTERN STAR—Western Junior High School, Somerville. We read with lasting interest your many stories and articles. We hope that in a year or two the Radiator will be supported by some of your budding journalists. THE REFLECTOR—Woburn High School, Woburn, Mass. We liked the description of your new school. May we wish you luck in your new surroundings? THE NODDLER—East Boston High School, Boston. Your paper contains an unusually well-written ex- change department. THE JABBERWOCK—Girls’ Latin School, Boston. Your paper contains all that is essential to a success- ful school magazine. THE PINE WHISPERS—Reynolds High School, Winston, Salem, N. C. Your magazine contains many interesting and newsy articles. THE DISTAFF—Girls’ High School, Boston. Every department in your delightful magazine is enjoyable. SOUND WAVES—South Junior High School, Walt- ham, Mass. You are one of our most interesting ex- changes. Keep up the good work! Comments On Us: From the “Jabberwock”—We are much pleased with the inside of your magazine, but think you could use a more appropriate cover for it. EDINBURGH CASTLE By Isabelle Forsyth, ’33 IN EDINBURGH, the capital of Scotland, is the Edinburgh Castle built on Castle Rock. As you enter the castle grounds you see a large quadrangle where the soldiers drill. The entrance is protected by a dry moat, which was originally spanned by a drawbridge. Inside the castle is the Scottish National War Memorial. This memorial is built in mem- ory of the Scottish Regiments who lost their lives in the World War. There is a place set apart for every regiment and the names of soldiers, of all ranks who died in the World War, are written in a book under the regiment to which they belonged. Within the shrine is a steel casket, the gift of the king and queen, containing the rolls of honor placed there by the king. There is a banquet hall in the castle where there is an excellent collection of Scottish arms and armour. The gun carriage that carried the remains of Queen Victoria is in the hall. From this room one visits Queen Mary’s rooms. Her sitting room has several antique chairs and many old pictures on its walls. On an old table there is a glass case which con- tains two old cannon balls and a helmet found during the excavations at St. David’s Tower. No one knows how old these are. This room leads into the small bedroom where James VI was born. He was later the first king of Eng- land and Scotland. On the wall is a prayer written at the time of the baby’s birth. In the castle is the room where the Scot- tish crown jewels and several jeweled swords are kept. The crown is set with priceless stones. There are also the valuable pieces of jewelry belonging to the royal family of Scot- land. One of the smallest chapels is St. Margaret’s Chapel. It is very old and has some beautiful stained glass windows. There is also the Argyle Tower from which one can see a wonderful view of Edinburgh and the Forth Bridge. The Forth Bridge is the next largest suspension bridge in the world. It spans the Firth of Forth. Adjoining the Argyle Tower there is a small lookout room used in past war times. Down a flight of stairs is the prison which has held many prisoners. On the way out of the castle one sees many memorials erected in memory of generals and soldiers who died in previous wars, and so we leave a castle whose walls seem to speak his- tory. 19.50 Esther Hodgdon is at Jackson College. Ray James is working in a local grocery, fill- ing oiit the day with playing drums in several orchestras. Loring Banks is still leading and playing piano in his orchestra. Esther Doolin is studying at Simmons. 1929 Bernard Robinson was married several months ago. Edwin Trundy is training at Copley School of Art. Donald Cochrane is a Sophomore at Tufts College. Mr. Cochrane is a member of Delta Phi Sigma fraternity, and has played football. He also has taken an active part in wrestling. Richard Berry is a Sophomore at Tufts. He is an economics major. Has taken part in the strings, trio and concert orchestra, and is pledged to the Beta Psi fraternity. Richard Curry is a Sophomore at Tufts Col- lege. He is an economic major and has played basket ball and golf. Also he has participated in cross country events. He is a member of the Glee Club and of the Deita Tau Delta fra- ternity. Jane Stewart is studying at Radcliffe. Marston Noyes is working in an insurance of- fice. The following are Sophomores at M. I. T.: Robert Forbes, Warren Daniels, Richard Tlodg- don. 1926 Emily Wright is secretary to a professor at Harvard. Angelo Bertocci graduated from Boston Uni- versity and received a scholarship. He took a one-year course at Harvard and received the scholarship of a trip to Europe. He is now a professor of romance languages at Bates Uni- versity in Maine. Pearl Partington is employed by the Edison Electric Illuminating Company of Boston. 1927 Ruth Holmes is a Senior at Jackson College. She is a very prominent member of the Stu- dent Council. Miss Holmes was a member of Sigma Kappa Sorority. LET ME SING AND I'M HAPPY TOOAY WE WILL HAVE OUP EIMAL INGIN' IN THE RAIN IF I COULD Bl WITH YOU i Om i SHOwtHS SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 213 BASEBALL BASEBALL DAYS are here! The squad, consisting of approximately sixty-five players, has bden practicing at the High School Gymnasium and at Dilboy Field for a number of weeks. The boys are progressing rapidly under the directions of Coach Dicker- man and Assistant Coach St. Angelo. This is Mr. St. Angelo’s second year at coaching the Somerville High School team. Student manager John Zermani has made up an interesting schedule of seventeen games. As ten are home games, it will be profitable for our fans to buy a season ticket. Come up some afternoon and give your support. What say? There are several veteran players hitting balls across Alewife Brook, viz: Macky, Dona- hue, MacNamara, Chesterfield, Lundquist, Vitiello, Lynch, Doncaster, Vergman, Rocoppi, Mohan, Jeremiah, and Manning. Among the new players we have Rondina, McEvoy, Davis, Falco, Androski, Wiggins, Plummer, and many others of promise. Baseball Schedule April 11, Lynn General Electric at Somer- ville. April 15. Somerville at Lynn English. April 20, Cambridge Latin at Somerville. April 22, Medford at Somerville. April 25, Rindge Tech, at Somerville. April 29, Malden at Somerville. May 2, Somerville at Brookline. May 6, Somerville at Beverly. May 9, Boston College High at Somerville. May 13, Lynn English at Somerville. May 16, Newton at Somerville. May 20, Somerville at Medford. May 23, Somerville at Cambridge Latin. May 27, Somerville at Rindge Tech. May 30, Brookline at Somerville. June 3. Beverly at Somerville. June 6, Somerville at Newton. An optimist is a fellow who shaves every time he goes to see his girl. Our Baseball Team First Base, Arthur Mahan Second Base, “Jerry” Jeremiah Short Stop, MacNamara Third Base, “Nick” Vitiello Left Field, Macarelli Center Field, Chesterfield Right Field, Donahue Catcher, Doncaster Pitchers, Daniel Lynch, Bolster, Androski, Manning, and Macky Notes From the Side Lines Nick Vitiello is captain-elect of the base- ball team. He was our 1930 football captain. Nick Androski, who is at home on the foot- ball field and cinder path, is looking for the third line to his triangle of sports. Make it an equilateral triangle, “Nick.” Chesterfield shows promise of becoming a good fielder. Just show us “you satisfy, ‘Ches- ty.’ ” Arthur Mahan, a member of last year’s All- Scholastic Nine, is proving to us that he hasn’t forgotten how baseball i§ played. Jeremiah is getting in some good fielding as a short stop. Bolster, a newcomer from Northeastern Junior High, seems to know how a ball should be twirled. Pardon our jesting with your name, but! help us to Bolster up our hopes for a good 1931 season. There seems to be sev- eral new stars shooting across the baseball firmament, notably Macky, Danny Lynch, Mac- arelli, Phil Moran, and Billy Manning. Surely with such candidates turning out the Somerville “diamond” should shine brightly this spring. PROSE CLUB THE April meeting of the Prose Club was held in the Library, Thursday, April 9, 1931. The entire meeting was given over to original material. Some very interest- ing essays, plays and short stories were read. 214 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR Humor-ettes 1111 y -1' J.L..L L . There were no vacant seats in the car, but as a comely looking woman entered, an elderly man near the door attempted to rise, but she at once forced him back into his seat. “Thank you,” she said, “but please don’t do that. I am perfectly able to stand.” “But, madam, allow —” “I insist upon your keeping your seat,” in- terrupted the woman, with her hands on his shoulders. The man continued his efforts to rise saying: “Madam, will you kindly permit me to —” With another push, she held him back, in- sisting that she couldn’t think of accepting his seat. With one supreme effort, the man forced her aside: “Madam,” he exclaimed, “you have already carried me three blocks beyond my destination. I don’t care a thing-umbob whether you take my seat or not, but I wish to leave this car.” Mr. Smith: “Yes, my baby is a year old, and she’s been walking since she was 8 months. Miss: “My, she must be tired!” A safety first campaign was on in town, and a representative of the local newspaper called on the traction magnate to get his views. “For instance,” the reporter suggested help- fully, “suppose you say something about the people who are struck by automobiles while alighting from street cars.” The official considered this and shook his head. “Nope,” he negatived. “Those people have paid their fares. It’s this running over folks that’s waiting to get on the trolleys that makes me so sore.” — American Legion Weekly. She: “I say what I think.” He: “Ah — at last — a silent woman. A Short Story Mule in a barnyard, lazy and sick. Bov with a pin on the end of a stick. Boy jabbed the mule; mule gave a lurch— Services Monday at the M. E. Church. Frothy Stuff He rushed wildly through the hall. His face was contorted. Foam dripped from his lips. Children leaped from his path. He looked like a man gone mad. Finally he shouted: “Say— can’t a fellow even brush his teeth any more without the water being cut off?” Poor Fish First Pelican: “Pretty good fish you got there.” Second Pelican: “Oh, it fills the bill.” Vegetarian Love “Do you earrott all for me? My heart beets; for you and my love is as soft as squash. But I’m strong as an onion for you’re a peach. With your turnip nose and your radish hair you are the apple of my eye. If you cantaloupe with me, lettuce marry anyhow, for I know weed make a pear.” Reincarnation “By the way, where did you get the plot of your second novel?” asked the publisher of a successful novelist. “From the film version of the first,” was the reply. A Curio Father Dick: “My dad is an Elk, a Moose, a Lion,, and an Eagle.” Nick: “How much does it cost to see him?” Silly Question And then there’s the college girl who, when, asked if she were going to include bacteriology in her course of study, chirped, “Oh, don’t bac- illi.” —American Boy Magazine. A long-legged sheep in the Hundlayas is able to run forty miles an hour. That’s the kind of a little lamb to follow Mary nowadays. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 215 FORECAST FOR THE 1931 BASEBALL SEASON ANEW “FIND” will make six home runs the first week, but the middle of the summer will find him back with the.boys in Peoria. Babe Ruth after demanding a raise in salary will visit a New York children’s hospital, dis- tributing baseballs for the benefit of a half reel of Pathe. A Medford resident will be fined five dollars for hitting an umpire with a pop bottle. Ye Boston Braves will start out like a house afire — and end up like one burnt down. In May sixteen big league managers will give interviews to the press stating that each of their respective towns will house the pennant this year. In October fifteen less big league and one big league (no, not the Red Sox!) teams will give out interviews stating that each of their respective teams is sure to win the pennant next year. You and I? — Oh, we’ll be hooked in for some odd tickets as usual. Heard in Mrs. M—h’s Penmanship Class: Mrs. M—hs: “The letter A is a letter used very often.” Bright pupil: “But not on report cards!” Sign Seen in an Oslo Store Window: “English Spoken, American Understood” Jim (to friend with black eye): “Where did you get that?” Friend: “I took a banjo to one of those places where it says, ‘Money cheerfully refunded.’” Tel. Somerset 4704 We Deliver TAURNING -L OUGHNUT Co. DELICIOUS DOUGHNUTS — CUP CAKES 237 ELM STREET SOMERVILLE BRYANT STRATTON COMMERCIAL SCHOOL BOSTON presents many advantages to SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATES 1. A Student’ Ticket from Somerville to Boston costs only live cents. •2. Superior Hulldlng and Equipment, conveniently located at the Arlington Street Sub- way Station. a. Unexcelled Course , with capable and experienced Instructors who show personal interest in training students for Secretarial and Executive positions. 4. 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HONOR AND PROGRESS MAY, 1931 WARREN KAY VANTINE STUDIO, Inc I I 1 « ► « ► « ► PHOTOGRAPHER 160 Boylston St. Boston RETURN POSTAGE GUAPANTEEO Official Photographer for the Radiator ’28-29 Our New Studio Which Is Beautifully Equipped In Every Modern Detail Will Help Make Photographs More Artistic Than Ever You’ll Enjoy- The Frankfurts Served in Our Cafeteria NORTH STAR FRANKFURTS Wholesome and Satisfying MADE FROM New England Dressed Fresh Pork and Selected Beef Pleasingly seasoned with fine spices North Star Frankfurts are prepared in Somerville under U. S. Government Inspection. BY North Packing Provision Co. Unusual Foods From all over the world TIME was when famous old sea captains came home from foreign ports laden with teakwood and tama- rinds, parrots or pineapples ... to the delight of their women-folk and the envy of all the neighbors. But times have changed. Today the housewife with a pen- chant for the imported groceries, deli- cacies, confections, perfumes . . . has but to sit at her telephone and order them from S. S. Pierce’s. Nearly every Hteiuner arriving from I‘?ur� | i' at the of Boston brings something to S. S. I'lerce's for you. S. S. PIERCE CO. : : x I t i x : x, i : i : { ? V I I ? I 1 t i : : : X A College for Women, in Boston Regular college subjects plus courses in secretarial science, teaching, and other vocational studies. 2 YEARS FOR DIPLOMA 4 YEARS FOR DEGREE College enjoys all the advantages of being a separate college for women, with its own classroom buildings and dormitories, while, at the same time, it partakes of the many advantages that come to a department of a large university. For catalogue, address BOSTON UNIVERSITY COLLEGE OF PRACTICAL ARTS AND LETTERS T. LAWRENCE DAVIS. LL.D., DEAN 27 GARRISON STREET. BOSTON SOMERVILLE’S LARGEST FURNITURE STORE 90 Broadway, Somerville TEL. SOMERSET 1215 Atwater Kent Philco Majestic Victor Radios OLDEN I LOWI I J Bubbles of Health COLONIAL PALE DRY GINGER ALE and Real Fruit Carbonated Beverages MADE FROM REAL ORANGES MADE FROM REAL GRAPES MADE FROM REAL LEMONS (Mutual Untmtgp (Humjrattg 141 Hampshire Street, Cambridge, Mass. University 0768 Porter 5820 Somerville High School Radiator Vol. XL Somerville, Boston, Massachusetts, May, 1931 No. 8 The Somerville High School Radiator is published by the High School on the fourth Monday of every month during the school year, and only important news matter can be received after the first Thursday 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 on one side of the paper only, and sign full name. Communications, according to their nature, should be mailed to the editor, managing editor, or ex- change editor. Manuscript must be accompanied by necessary postage to insure its return. Term . 9.75 per Year Single Number . 15 cent Entered as third class mail matter at Boston P. O. SOMERVILLE JOURNAL PRINT EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chief IRIS D. RUGGLES, ’31 Associate Editors Alumni Editor Faculty Advisor BURT A. KELSEY, ’31 VIRGINIA KAERCHER, ’31 ELIZABETH F. LEACH IRVING MURRAY, ’32 Athletic Editor Faculty Treasurer Exchange Editor MARDROS YACUBIAN, ’32 LAURENCE A. SPRAGUE IRENE WARD, ’31 Poetry Editor GERTRUDE FERRARA, ’31 Class Editors EMMA E. GOULART, ’31 RALPH WATT, ’31 IRVING MURRAY, ’32 SHERMAN LEVENSEN, ’32 RUTH CARTER. ’33 LAURENCE PARR, ’33 Humor Editor VIOLETTE FORTIN, ’31 Managing Editor WARREN C. RUSSELL, ’32 Assistant Advertising Manager DAVID YOUNG, ’33 Assistant Circulating Managers JOHN HAMILTON, ’31 ELEANOR BATES, ’31 ELIZABETH HALL, ’31 VIRGINIA SAVAGE, '32 Assistant Faculty Treasurer ELIZABETH M. WELCH Library Editor RUTH MORRIS, ’31 Staff Artists AMLETO CAMPAGNA, ’31 CHESLIE D’ANDREA, ’31 MARGARET DIOSY, ’31 BARBARA ROHNSTOCK, ’31 TABLE OF CONTENTS EDITORIALS 228 JUST TQM 234 THE QUALITIES OF A KING 229 Barbara Young, ’31 Arnold Petersen, '31 AMONG THE SICILLIAN HILLS 235 THE WOMAN IN GRAY 230 Elna Brandin, ’31 Lois Banks, ’31 ALUMNI NOTES AND LETTERS 237 THE REVERY PASTORAL 230 LIBRARY DEPARTMENT 238 James Boyle POET'S CORNER 239 GRATITUDE Thelma Slack, ’31 231 CLASS NOTES EXCHANGES 240 244 THE WASHINGTON TRIP — FROM A DIARY 232 SCHOOL NEWS 244 Bertha Jones, ’31 ATHLETICS 245 WINDOWS 234 HUMOR 246 Edna Benjamin, ’31 228 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR OUR GIFTS FROM S. H. S. FROM the Latin derivation, “to graduate” means to step forth. How symbolic and how true. But, in this stepping forth of ours, there are certain things acquired in our three years at Somerville High School which we should take with us and zealously guard, for they are applicable not only to high school life, but to all our future years as well. If we have been loyal members of our school for three years we have, perhaps unconsciously, learned the secret of co-operation, and have acquired the ability to live amicably with our associates. If we have taken an active part in any one of the organizations of the school, we have glimpsed the ideal of willing and voluntary service. If we have conscientiously obeyed the rules of the school, we have learned to recognize the absolute necessity for law and order, upon which all our actions should be based. Finally, if we have upheld the ideals of the school and worked for its betterment, we have in a slight degree attained that qual- ity of vision, without which there could be no advancement or achievement in the world. Will not these four fundamental principles of life learned so thoroughly here in high school, stand us in good stead throughout the years, wherever our ways may lead? I. D. R. The Radiator extends its deep sympathy to those members of the Faculty who this spring have met with such great sorrow and bereavement. In this, our last issue of the year, we wish to thank our subscribers, advertisers, contributors, and friends. To misquote Admiral Byrd, ‘‘We could not have done it without you.” May we wish everyone a most happy vacation and success in whatever is undertaken this summer. Wasn’t the orchestra concert a success? And the concert given by the band, too? We didn’t know we had such musical talent in the school. GRADUATION GRADUATION, with its thrill of accom- plishment, its anticipation, its joy, and yet, underneath, its sad feeling of fare- well, means much to every Senior. And, be- cause it does mean so much and because the three classes have so many interests in com- mon, as Graduation day draws near, the Juniors and Scphomores find themselves drawn into the current of excitement which permeates the school. So, to them, the Graduation of the Senior class has its own peculiar significance. | To the Juniors it brings the reminder that two years of the alloted three have already been spent — perhaps not too wisely by many. It lays before them the most glorious year of their high school life, the Senior year, to use as they see fit. It offers the golden oppor- tunities, the joys, the privileges, the friend- ships which only the Senior year can bring. It should give them the incentive and purpose to make the coming year noteworthy, success- ful, joyous, a year of which they may always feel proud. To the Sophomores, it cannot mean quite as much. Yet, it is not utterly lacking in signifi- cance. The coming two years seem to them an infinitely long period of time but, take the advice of one who knows, the Junior year will pass more quickly than the Sophomore, and, alas, the Senior year seems to positively fly. The final June inevitably comes, with a multi- tude of things yet undone. So won’t you try in the next two years, to get as much from your school life as you can, so that you will have no painful regrets when it is over? And thus, we close, with a fervent wish that Graduation this year may be a most happy event, an event which will leave its kindly im- print on all three classes. We are all so glad that Mr. Tuttle is back with us again. The Florida sun seems to have done a world of good. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOO R4DIAT0R 229 The Qualities of a King By Arnold Petersen, 31 SINCE early afternoon it had been raining, a steady discouraging downpour that turned the roads and fields surrounding the hospital into veritable quagmires of mud. Along the road that ran past the hospital gate countless motor lorries and military cars were splashing and churning their way. Almost everywhere the ceaseless, bustling activity of war-time England was in evidence. But, on the other side of the wall that enclosed the hos- pital grounds, the noise of the motors gradually lessened, almost died. Here, peace and quiet reigned, the outside world was only a vague rumble of sound. Standing on the hospital veranda, puffing contentedly at his pipe, was a man, dressed in the neat-fitting uniform of a British officer. Although his hair was prematurely streaked with gray, he was young, and his pale, drawn face was marked with lines of suffering and of sickness. An insignia, above the wound stripes on his sleeve, marked him as an officer of high rank, and the presence of several aides, wait- ing respectfully at a discreet distance behind him suggested that he might be commandant of the hospital. In one hand he held a book that he had been reading, in the other was a cane upon which he leaned heavily as he stood there, breathing in great quantities of the cold, damp air between puffs of smoke. Suddenly the young officer’s attention was at- tracted by the incessant honking of an auto- mobile horn at the hospital gate. As he looked, a large military limousine rolled in through the gate and up the driveway. Sensing an official visit the commandant knocked the ashes from his pipe, put it into his pocket and threw his book into a near-by chair. By the time that the car had arrived at the door and deposited its occupants onto the veranda, the entire staff was at rigid attention. In the semi-gloom of the twilight the commandant recognized his visitor as an officer of superior rank than he, although much younger. A bit piqued by the extreme youthfulness of his visitor the com- mandant paid only half-hearted attention to the mumbled introductions that were per- formed by the aides of his visitor. Once inside, however, when the commandant saw his visitor fully revealed under the candle- light, his attitude was suddenly changed and for a very good reason. There was no mistak- ing the blond hair, the blue eyes, and the boy- ish mouth of his visitor. His very bearing, the extremely deferential treatment accorded him by older officers, all marked him as a visi- tor of extreme importance. The other officers seemed to fade into the background as the newcomer began to inspect the hospital ward. The hospital itself had formerly been the country house of a noble, and now, the main hall had been changed into a ward. Rows of cots, gleaming white in the candlelight, lined both sides of the hall. The remainder of the rooms had been turned into private wards for more serious cases. The visiting officer saw all this in a single glance as he advanced into the hall. Almost reverently he doffed his cap, once he was able to distinguish the faces of those lying on the beds. He realized that here, all the glamour of royalty was stripped from him; he was meeting these men on an equal basis, that of soldier to soldier. No patriotic urgings would do here, these men had been through all that. Although far removed from the battle-front, the imminence of the great struggle could not be forgotten. Candles were being used instead of electric lights that per- haps would draw the attention of hostile bomb- ing planes. Some times, on quiet summer eve- nings, the breeze blowing across the Channel would carry the low muttering of the guns in Flanders to the ears of the sufferers, even here in secluded England. The visitor understood all this as he moved from cot to cot. No un- necessary words were wasted; simply a hand- shake, with perhaps a word or two of encour- agement and sympathy. These men were fa- talists, made so by the long months of daily contact with death on the battlefields, and maudlin sentiment was the last thing that they wanted. Silently, the officer completed his trip through the ward. When he had come at last to the end of his visit, he turned to the com- mandant, “Have I seen all?” he asked in a quiet voice. “All, Sir,” replied the commandant, but not without some hesitation. His visitor looked at him sharply. “All?” he repeated. “There is only one other, and you would not like to see him, Sir,” said the commandant haltingly. “Lead me to him,” commanded his superior, a tinge of reproach in his voice. He was shown into a dimly-lighted room, in which there was only one bed. Walking to the bed-side, the officer could see a figure lying there, swathed almost entirely in bandages and splints. It required no great degree of percep- tion to see that the occupant of the bed was quite far gone. He stood there looking down at the injured man, and, as he did, the man’s eyes 230 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR slowly opened. For several seconds they re- garded him with a brave, almost smiling gaze. Then their clear, brown depths suddenly clouded, as if with pain, and their lids flickered, closed. The blond youth at the bedside remained, for a while, perfectly still, looking down blankly, uncomprehendingly, at the face of the patient. Then, suddenly, something seemed to snap within him; a low, strangled sob escaped from his throat. Abruptly, he stooped over, pressed his lips against the forehead of the patient, and wheeling quickly, hurried out of the room. Glancing neither to left nor right, the young officer stalked out through the door- way to his car. The door slammed, the motor roared, and the car, bearing the royal insignia of Great Britain stamped on its side, moved away into the darkness. The young commandant of the hospital came to the entrance in time to see the red tail light disappear. His pipe was once more in his mouth, and his book in his hand. But he was looking piteously at the book. Turning to a fellow officer, he said, in a strained voice: “You know, I rather feel sorry for the author of this book. According to him, the greatest virtues of a sovereign are wisdom and valor. If he had seen what happened here tonight, he would have added one other quality, the greatest of all — kindness.” The Woman in Gray By Lois Banks, ’31 THE first and only time I saw the woman in gray was on a cold, gloomy, mid- winter day. I was walking through the woods, when suddenly I came upon a woman walking briskly along. She passed right by me, but not by a glance did she show that she saw me. I must say that I was rather startled to come upon anyone in that part of the forest. The appearance of this woman was rather startling, because although it was very cold (as I have said before), she wore no hat, and her wonderfully thick, wavy, snow-white hair was blowing in the wind. She was quite tall and carried herself gracefully; in years, she must have been fifty, but she walked with the strong, easy stride of youth. To all appear- ances she was a woman of culture and refine- ment, but her clothes were of a generation ago, and the heavy coat she wore was of a dark gray material. One evening about a month later, a group of friends were gathered around the fireplace in my home, telling stories and generally enjoy- ing themselves. They were relating the stories about the village, stories of its founders, stories of the queer people who have lived in the vil- lage, and the gossip of a past generation. All this was very interesting to me, because I was a resident of a comparatively recent date. The story being told at the moment was about two brothers who both loved the same woman. One, in a fit of jealous rage, killed the other, and then, when trapped by the offi- cers of the law, killed himself. The woman seemed to hold herself responsible for this tragic happening; and after that day she al- ways dressed in gray, withdrew herself from the life of the village, and lived in the solitude of the forest. After the speaker had finished I asked if the woman still lived in the forest, because I knew by his description that it was she whom I had seen. The speaker in reply to my question answered that she had died thirty years ago. Today after fifty years since the strange meeting in the forest, I do not know whether I saw an apparition, or a stranger to the vil- lage whom I have never seen since. REVERY PASTORAL Vergilian By Janies But when the resplendent sun glints gently genial through the fronds of new leaved trees . . . then on the waves of Spring over green grass or near clear ponds . . . Perhaps one sees frolicking mid placid kine Recollection L. Boyle some one of Juno’s nymphs so rare in beauty — in form divine; or tawny satyrs with sylphs at dancing while pipes of Pan still faintly play and squandering the jewels of fancy find our earthy spirits a-stray. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 2:31 Gratitude By Thelma Slack. 31 ON, come on, shove ahead, are I j you goin’ on this reconnoiterin’ party or will I hafta court martial ya?” Private Evans glared at Sergeant Cummings, and muttered under his breath: “Whatsa’ mat- ter, ya ole tramp, can’t ya see I’m goin’?” Then, together with three other doughboys, he crept over the top of the trench into the weird night that hung over No Man’s Land. Before the reconnoitering party had gone a hundred feet from the trench, a bursting star shell gave a momentary glimpse of Private Evans pitching forward in an oddly limp man- ner, which betokens a wounded, if not a dead, man. Sergeant Cummings, with a caution born of experience, climbed out of the trench and be- gan to worm his way across the shell-torn ground. Exploding shells constantly illuminated the battlefield, and revealed a figure creeping slowly I toward the body of the prostrate soldier. Reaching Evans, the sergeant placed him on his back and began the difficult, agonizing, slow journey back. A stray bullet found its mark in Cumming’s leg, but still he kept on, knowing that both Evans’ and his own life depended on his ability to reach the trenches as soon as possible. When the sergeant reached the cage of the trench, several soldiers who had dared to ex- pose themselves enough to watch the heroic rescue, dragged the two men to safety. Neither man was wounded badly, and when they were placed in the dugout side by side, they silently clasped hands. Three Weeks Later “Come on, come on, shove ahead, are you goin’ on this reconnoiterin’ party, or will I hafta court martial ya?” Private Evans glared at Sergeant Cummings, and muttered under his breath: “Whatsa’ mat- ter, ya ole tramp, can’t ya see Pm goin’?” 232 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR The Washington Trip—From a Diary By Bertha Jones, ’31 PRIL 24 — Four o’clock, the time we were to be at India Wharf, and where was Mr. Hay- ward? Girls arrived with suitcases and hat- boxes, and all was confusion and bustle. But at last our genial conductor appeared and we were escorted aboard the steamship “New York” where we received the tiny (?) keys to our staterooms. Sailed at 5 P. M. Fairly good day. Sky rather hazy but not bad. We all felt a little dizzy just after leaving Boston as the boat rocked quite a bit. Entered the canal at about 8 P. M. All along the road there were boys, girls, men, women, and babies, who shouted to us as we went past. It took about an hour and a quarter to go through. Most of our crowd went dancing. The sunset to- night was marvelous, but the moon had a wide ring around it. It took some of us half the night to get used to sleeping in a berth. The boat jiggled and shook and rolled. And such a lovely feeling as it did create! April 25 — Up at 4.30 A. M. to see what New York looked like. Went up on top deck, but it was cold. Six o’clock and time for breakfast but no Mr. Hayward with the breakfast tickets. He did come down later, however, and we ate as soon as we could. Before we had finished, the boat had docked. We were finally on the ferry and then on the train. Our crowd had half a car to itself. Saw a lovely dump and a new bridge. Passed the station of “Elizabeth.” Betty said she felt at home. A man came around every so often selling things. And such prices! Went by one place where the train scared some cows, and how they ran! Arrived at Philadelphia and went for a tour of the city. Saw the Packard Building, the Lincoln Liberty Building, which is to be thirty-nine stories high; the place where Benjamin Franklin flew his kite: Grinn’s Hotel (site of old “Skipper Mansion”) ; Curtis Publishing Company (they occupy a whole block); and the first Supreme Court House. Stopped at Independence Hall, where we saw the Liberty Bell and pictures of the Presidents. On our way again. Saw Brex- el’s Restaurant (had a fire three hours before and such a mess) ; a burying ground of 1790 (Benjamin Franklin buried here); Friend’s Meeting House; Betsy Ross house; an old street with a gutter in the middle; the first Presidential mansion; the Penn National Bank (site of house in which Thomas Jefferson drafted the Declaration of Independence); Luke Temple (the dome made out of copper pennies); United States Mint; Fairmont Ave- nue, where the people had and still have, small looking glasses over the front door on the second-story window sill so that the inhabitants could see who was calling; the penitentiary (we wanted to stop but couldn’t); Fairmont Park; first tunnel cut out of rock when tools for do- ing this were unknown, and General Grant’s log cabin. Stopped at the Rittenhouse for luncheon. Went shopping in afternoon. In the train again at 3 P. M. Arrived at the Cairo Hotel, the highest one in Washington, at 5.49 P. M. What a day! April 26 — It being Sunday, we took advantage of the fact and stayed in bed a little while. Most of us went to church in the morning. After luncheon we went for a tour of Washington. Saw the different ambassadors’ houses; church in which Woodrow Wilson worshipped; church where President Hoover worships; crossed Sherman Avenue (the only avenue named after a general); saw the Howard University for negroes, and the Catholic University of Amer- ica. Stopped at the Franciscan Monastery. It was beautiful there, couldn’t find words to describe it. It began to rain while we were looking around outside so we had to rush back to the bus. Next we went to Arlington Cem- etery. Saw the field of unknown dead; the mast of the “Maine,” which was erected over one grave; the Amphitheatre of the platform from which the President delivers a message each Memorial Day, and many other monu- ments which were too numerous to remember. Saw the tomb of the Unknown Soldier. Next we went to the Lincoln Memorial. It was a very impressive place. In the bus again. Saw the Navy Department building; the headquar- ters of the Red Cross; Corcoran Art Gallery, the White House, the Geographical Building, and Carnegie Institute. Back at the hotel. Af- ter dinner we went to the Congressional Library. April 27 — Up at 7 A. M. After breakfast we went to visit some buildings. First, the Bureau of Engraving and Printing, where we saw them print paper money and make stamps. Then the Pan-American building, which has a lovely patio. We also saw the room where the repre- sentatives from the different countries meet. Next, the White House. We didn’t have much time so couldn’t look about thoroughly nor could we see some of the rooms which were not ordinarily open to the public, although we had gained permission to view them through the kindness of Mr. Underhill. We saw the White SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 233 House dog, though. After this we visited the Smithsonian Institute, where we saw the Spirit of St. Louis, the Wright aeroplane, World War collections, old dress materials, old-fashioned wagons and coaches, and many other interest- ing objects. Had our pictures taken next with the Capitol in the background. The last stop was the Capitol. Stepped on the centre of the District of Columbia. Saw the House of Rep- resentatives and the Senate. Met Represen- tative Underhill and saw his office. Went to Annapolis in the afternoon. Saw the midship- men at drill. Visited the museum and the church where they hold their Sunday services and where the tomb of John Paul Jones is. We finally arrived back at the hotel to eat again. The evening was free. Some went dancing downstairs. April 28 — The morning was free so we stayed in bed until 9.45 A. M. The dining room was closed so no breakfast for us. Some of our party went up the Washington Monument. I went shop- ping. Mt. Vernon in the afternoon by bus. Some of the girls had an aeroplane ride en route. The main house was very pretty and homelike. Saw the old Washington tomb and the new one. Left at 5 P. M. by boat. Arrived at the wharf at 6.30 P. M., and had a bus ride back to the hotel. Packed suitcases in the evening. April 29 — Up at 6.45 A. M. Started from hotel at 8.10 for the railroad station. Rode all the way to New York by train. Had dinner while riding. Saw some goats just beyond Hamilton. Sprinkled just outside of Weston but it was all right in New York. Arrived at the Wellington at about 4.45 P. M. Some of us went to Roxy’s Theatre and the rest went to see “The New Yorkers.” April 30 — Up at 7.15 A. M. Went shopping in the morn- ing. Visited a nice little novelty shop where they didn’t sell anything over ten cents. Started at 1.30 P. M. on a sight-seeing tour of New York City. Saw Central Park; the home of F. W. Woolworth; New York Museum of Fine Arts; home of Frederick Vanderbilt; Church of the Heavenly Rest; Carnegie estate; suicide curve on the elevated system; Cathedral of St. John Divine; Seth Lowe Library; the new Riverside Memorial (also called the Church of the Open Door, Rev. Harry E. Fosdick, minis- ter) ; and Riverside Drive. Stopped at Grant’s Tomb. Off again. Saw Joan of Arc’s statute (base taken from stones of her prison); the monument in honor of soldiers and sailors of the Civil War; Broadway (fourteen and one- half miles long); automobile row (every make of automobile shown here); General Motors Building; United States Rubber Building; church which Roosevelt attended when a boy (bell given to church by Queen Ann); Em- pire State Building (102 stories high); Chrysler Building; New York Public Library (over 3,000,000 volumes of books); Wendell place (the woman owner refused to sell vacant lot adjourning the house for over $1,000,000 as she wanted it for her dog, Trixie). I). Elfin and Company (most expensive and exclusive store on Fifth Avenue). Finally arrived at the pier. The thirteen of us had our staterooms in a row. Sailed at 5 P. M. after being scared out of a year’s growth by the whistle. Again we ate, the last meal of our trip. Some of the girls went dancing; the rest of us went up on top deck. Turned in early as we were rather tired. We had planned to get up early to see the boat go through the canal but we were so tired we didn’t wake up until 6.30. It was a beau- tiful day. We docked at about 7.45. The trip is over, and are we sorry! 234 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR Windows By Edna Benjamin. ’31 1 looked through others’ windows On an enchanted earth, But out of my own window — Solitude and dearth. And yet there is a mystery 1 cannot understand — That others through my window See an enchanted land. —Jessie B. Rittenhouse. A BUSY STREET and stores and stores —. I am going shopping without spending one penny. The kind of shopping most people do during this depression. Window shopping! Windows and windows on Tremont Street filled with beautiful things; on Boylston Street filled with curios and imported frocks; on Charles Street, rows of antique shops with fascinating furniture, relics and jewelry great- grandmama used to wear. A bright spring day in a pleasant suburb —. Windows with curtains of all descriptions and colors. At some, window boxes, at others, smiling faces, and at others, a neglected, for- lorn look. As I go by, I catch a glimpse of the rooms inside. It is seven o’clock and some curtains are being raised to let in the morning sun. What is that familiar sound I hear issu- ing from one window? Brrr — rrr — rrrr. Need one ask? Have you ever sat in your place of worship while the choir was singing and watched the sun pouring in through the stained glass win- dows? It somehow helps you to enjoy the sing- ing more, if, while sitting there, you can gaze up at the beauty of the windows. It is night and the moon is riding high. The water is gently slapping against the side of the ship and through my open porthole comes the tang of the salt spray. I am lying on my bunk drinking it all in and trying to count the stars. It is a wondrous feeling, gazing through that small opening at the little patch of visible sky! By this time I am sure you are convinced that I am a “Peeping Tom.” It may be so, for windows are and always will be one of my hobbies. Many people go through life in a daze, looking through their windows and seeing nothing. But no one can accuse me of this. Just Tom By Barbara Young, ’33 SHABBY, smiling Tom, the delight of every neighborhood child, and thereby a friend to those who have outgrown, not so long ago, the whims and fancies of childhood, is just as prominent a village fixture as the littie gray post-office, which at certain hours of the day becomes a bustling centre for all the towns- people, young and old together. Here it is that Tom, who has been a gardener for one of the neighborhood estates ever since we can remember, becomes the central attrac- tion for all childish eyes, open wide with the wonder and daring of his accomplishments. The prim and sometimes not too pleasant, postmistress is more often than not the uncon- scious target of his foolery, for behind the stiff and imposing back of this lady, he makes faces which even a clown might well be proud of, for the entertainment of the tittering children. This is, needless to say, his greatest achieve- ment, but the art of story-telling also takes a prominent position in the list of this strange man’s abilities, for Tom is always only too glad to settle down upon the rickety bench, which stands in a secluded corner of the post-office piazza, with two milk bottles — which he is un- failingly seen carrying — reposing at his feet, while he tells tales of a sunny land, where long ago he spent his boyhood. His cheery whistle is probably one of the town’s most familiar and pleasing sounds. As he strides down the shaded street, with a long, easy gait, khaki pant legs flapping in the morn- ing breeze and strong, tanned arms swinging at his sides, hands grasping the two inevitable milk bottles, his cheery whistle lilts forth upon the fresh morning air, and announces the pres- ence of one of the town’s most familiar and best loved characters. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 235 Among The Sicillian Hills By Elna Brandin, ’31 IN one of the places, up in the hills near Girgente, there worked an old peasant, Antonio Cotone. He was a canny fellow, and had a great way of buying and selling oxen, always trading, getting the better of the bar- gain, too. But if he had made a good trade, he celebrated it by drinking too much. That was the trouble with him. One moon- light night he had celebrated with a friend in his tavern. The longer he stayed in the tavern, the longer the way home looked to him, and he had several miles to go, over the hill into the next valley. Bora, the innkeeper, fearing that he might get into trouble if he had more “vino,” shoved him out into the road and tossed his ox goad after him. The others in the tav- ern laughed and went back to their glasses. He stumbled down the street, and, passing the last house of the village, stepped into the open road. He didn’t feel comfortable. A full moon made the road the color of silver, and a tree here and there threw a black shadow across it. He passed a dozen or so of the black shad- ows and stopped to listen — he clutched his ox goad and gazed back into the village. Not a sound, except the gurgle of water in the road- side ditch. A path over the hill was shorter than the high road. He began climbing it. Besides, it went past the house of his cousin, Gaddo. IJe patted the purse in his trouser’s pocket, to see that the money was still there, for he remem- bered what had happened to a trinket peddler only a few nights before. Since then the “carabinieri” had been patroling the roads. Half way up the path he stopped to curse Bora. It was all his fault! He had such a cheerful way of beckoning a fellow from his doorstep! No use trying to resist him! If he hadn’t stopped at Bora’s. However, he went on. When he approached Gaddo’s house he walked as softly as he could, lest he disturb the dogs. It was scary enough without dogs yapping at a fellow’s heels. But the windows on the farther end of Gaddo’s house were lighted — he could see the shaft of light through the closed shutters. So he rapped on the door with his goad. That set the dogs barking. Others down the path set up a howl. “Who’s there?” a voice shouted. “Me — Tony.” The door opened a few inches and Gaddo struck out his head, then seeing it was Tony he opened it full way. He was bare- footed and had only his shirt on. “I was going to bed,” he protested. “You’re out very late, but come in. Where have you been at this hour?” “I sold some oxen,” Tony explained. “And drank up half the profit?” “But it was all Bora’s fault — he —” “Bora? Sacre? You just had to celebrate.” “But, I had something to celebrate,” Tony wagged his head boastfully. “I sold a pair of oxen, this afternoon.” “Ah, did you?” Gaddo nodded. “Get a good price for them ?” Tony smacked his trousers’ pocket. “Six hundred.” “Six hundred lire, and you’re going home alone with all that money?” Gaddo threw up his hands. “The peddler they killed had only a few lire.” “Yes, I know, I know,” Tony answered slowly as the stupor of the drink began to settle over him again. “I’m a fool, but I was glad to see your light, I’ll tell you. I’ll just stay the night here and tomorrow —” “Stay here? You must be mad, Tony. By morning your wife would be beside herself with worry.” Seated on the settee near the table, his back bent, his elbows on his parted knees, Tony morosely trailed his goad back and forth in a circle on the floor. “What road are you going to take?” Gaddo asked. “The high road, or the short cut through the forest?” “The short cut. That will save a good half hour.” Tony hesitated. “No, I think I’ll go back and take the high road. That is surer. I can get home when the saints permit.” Slowly he rose and began heading toward the door. Gaddo laid a hand on his arm. “Wait a minute, I’ll lend you a pistol. It isn’t safe for you to go without one. You couldn’t protect yourself with the goad if rob- bers attacked you. And you never know.” Gaddo went to a chest in the corner of his room and began rummaging. Finally he brought out a revolver, swathed in a long strip of flan- nel. He unwrapped it and broke the breech. “Yes, that’s all right.” Tony took it gingerly, fingered it over. He knew nothing about revolvers. If he ever did carry anything it was a knife. Really, he was a simple soul. A knife or a stick was always enough for him. However, if Gaddo thought he ought to have a pistol, he’d take it. He went to the door and was about to try it when Gaddo seized his wrist. “Be careful! It’ll go off very easily! And we can’t wake up the neighborhood at this hour. Put it into your pocket. I hope you won't have any use for it.” “Thanks, I hope not,” said Tony, as he stepped out into the darkness and headed back 236 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR to the high road. The silence was intense and penetrating. Now and then there came a rustle in the underbrush beside the path that made him glance furtively around at the play of the moonlight and inky shadows. After awhile he began singing to himself. His spirits rose, until he suddenly realized that someone might hear him and know his whereabouts. Perhaps it was wiser for him to go as quietly as he could. As he reached the high road he picked out the dusty side where his steps would fall noiselessly. In steep zigzags the road climbed upward to the edge of a thick grove of pines that stood like ugly, lean figures against the sky. Along the roadside were piles of broken rock where the road menders worked. He passed these hurriedly, as if fearing an ambuscade. He was more clear-headed now. He remembered all those lire in his trouser’s pocket. Perhaps he should shift them to his inside coat pocket. But he didn’t dare transfer the money now. At one of these abrupt turnings, halfway up the hill, he saw two dark forms emerge from the shadows just below the top. He sprang out of the moonlight to hide behind one of the stone piles. Then he crouched, gripping the butt of the revolver with a taut, trembling hand. He heard the sound of hoof beats. Down the road come two mounted “carabinieri,” their guns slung across their backs. He caught a glimpse of their faces and called to them. “Hello, Tony, what are you doing here at this hour of the night?” one of them called. Tony stepped up to them as they reined in. He knew them well. They often went through the village. So he explained about his sale of oxen. “How much did you get?” “Six hundred lire.” “Six hundred lire! Phew! That’s a lot! And so you’ve celebrated it.” Tony swayed. He was proud of himself. Certainly he’d been celebrating and he told them about Bora throwing him out. They laughed. He started another yarn. He really wanted to prolong that conversation to avoid being alone. But the horses began to be rest- ive, and they said they had better be getting along. “Go straight on home now,” they warned. “It isn’t safe for you to be stumbling about these roads with six hundred lire in your pocket — at this hour of the night.” ‘T have nothing to worry about,” he boasted, “I’ve got a pistol! See —” He handed it up. Reining his horse closer, one of them threw the light from his pocket flash onto the barrel. “Hm — that’s one of our regular service re- volvers. Where’d you get it — Never mind though, the less I know about such things the better.” He flipped the gun over in his hand. “Be careful! It’ll go off!” Tony shouted. The officer looked closer at the weapon, broke it and began to laugh. “This is a fine joke,” he said to his companion. “What are you laughing at?” Tony de- manded. “At this toy. You couldn’t do any harm with that.” “Why not?” “There are no cartridges in it.” Tony was crestfallen. That was a good joke on Gaddo — his saying it would protect him.” “Cheer up, Tony, I’ll give you a couple.” The officer fumbled in his belt — slid two cartridges in, and snapped back the breech. “There! now it will work!” He handed the re- volver back to Tony, touched his horse, and the two of them started down the hill. For a time Tony stood there staring after them. He watched them until they disap- peared around a bend in the road. He saw them appear at the next bend. He could hear the faint clatter of their hoofs on the stone road. Then silence settled down once more. He turned and resumed his way. Now he reached the brow of the hill. A few hundred feet farther on, and he would reach the open road to his own village. At the point where the road turned out from a clump of pines there came a crackling of twigs from a wayside bush. A man sprang out. Tony had no time to aim. He fired twice, point-blank. A figure staggered and fell across the road — face down, a black heap in the white, moon-bathed hush. Flinging away his goad he began running back. He heard the clatter of hoofs again. He shouted. The two “carabinieri” came along full speed and swept around the curve. “I’ve killed him,” he shouted, “the man sprang out at me. I fired two shots and —.” They dismounted beside the black heap. One of them switched on the flashlight while the other turned over the body. It was Gaddo. YOUTH TO AGE By Lillian M. Fitzpatrick, ’31 I’ve looked upon your aged face, Sorrow and happiness there to trace. I’ve seen the furrows and wrinkles there That speak of worry and of care, Watched your gentle, kindly eyes To see a soft light there arise. Do you perhaps a vision see? Or is it a faded memory? I’ve watched the light grow dim and pale, And yet it never seems to fail. It comes like the song of a bird on wings, And in my heart sweet triumph rings, Are you as happy as you seem? Does old age bring a peaceful dream? Gone Hut Hardly Forgotten WE find interesting opinions of college undergraduate life in excerpts from these following letters. We quote from a letter by JOHN CLARK, a Sophomore at Harvard:— — “Indeed, after the clamor and confusion of the Freshman year, college life resolved it- self into an inocuous train of examinations, reading periods, and Neitzche-cum-Schopen- hauer-phobe assistant instructors’ cynical re- marks anent the latent talent, or rather stupid- ity, which is deserving of mention, but has as yet due to unforseen circumstances, remained latent — (Clarke becomes too involved here) — Then too, one cannot help but be broadened by contact with cigarette-fiend readers of Lib- erty and the Saturday Evening Post, devotees of H. L. Mencken and hypochondriacal ‘Vanity Fair’ addicts.” In a letter from RUSSELL MAYNARD, a midshipman at Annapolis, we find a less liter- ary turn:— — “The monthly examinations in all sub- jects are most exacting and a great deal is dependent on their results. I have gone out for crew and am in the second “pleb” crew. On this security alone you may wager on a de- feat for Harvard. The U. S. Navy Department has recently acquired five big monoplanes (am- phibians) for the Naval Academy. They cer- tainly look great out on the bay. I’ll have a chance at them in ’32 . . . Crew workout is fatiguing, au moins, I have never enjoyed sleep so much. ELEANOR SULLIVAN, in Simmons, makes revelation:— — “Alors I had to have the review of that novel in French and we were given it in French but what with Wainwright’s dinner and tennis, and the “Third Little Show,” I’d not had time, and if it hadn’t been for your providently eso- teric library I’d not have been able to read the book in English, and make a French review of it, but I did, and thanks for your kind help in translation, and the French teacher liked the idioms and adverbs so — et cetera. ROBERT CLARK, ’30, who is an undergrad- uate at Fair Harvard complains that — “Inasmuch, as reading on assignment, manu- facturing homework, taking instruction in ten- nis and swiming, and reviewing the “thrice scurrilous Lampoon” and the “doubly atavistic Crimson” preclude any enjoyment of outside affiairs such as the Symphony, and a new novel or sc— I may be called “rather busy,” and aren’t I? ELIZABETH COLEMAN, at Radcliffe, dis- closes academic processes unknown to us in- nocents :— “And then, you know, we are doing Horace”' in French class, by Corneille, and, Heavens, it is not too easy, so many of them (students per- haps), read the thing in English and tell the instructor that they would rather give a sum- mary than translate verbatim but “the Prophet” is not misled and, as Miss Le Brun at the high school used to say, “Honesty is the safest policy. ” The Faculty teas are more than fun, my dear!” Notes From Jackson College Dorothy Bozigian who is a member of the Freshman Class is a chemistry major, and be- longs to the Chemical Society at the college. Constance A. Kenney, also a Freshman, has been very active in extra-curricular affairs. She played on the Freshman volley ball team and her class basketball team. She is a mem- ber of the Romance Language Club, the Ger- man Club, and the Jackson Glee Club. Beatrice Capodilupo, Sophomore, has been very active in athletics. For two years she has played class hockey and basketball. She played a role in the Freshman play last June, and is a member of the Tufts College Newman Club, and the Tuftconic, the Mathematics Club. Grace Kelly, Sophomore, is a member of the Tufts Weekly Staff, the Varsity Hockey Squad, and the Jackson Scout Club. The following notice appeared in the Tufts Weekly, April 22 issue:— “The following have been elected to the Poetry Club for creditable creative work and noteworthy appreciation of poetry; Sheldon Christian, ’31; Charles F. Ranson, ’31, and John A. Holmes, ’29 (honorary).” 1922 Otis H. Hanslik, this year a Senior at the Massachusetts Agricultural College, has had an original play produced by the college dram- atic society. Its first performance took place at the annual “Aggie Revue.” Hanslik played the leading role. 238 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR THE LIBRARY DEPARTMENT SUMMER approaches with its hot, hazy, lazy days. Many of them are too warm for strenuous physical work, but ideal for reading in some cool nook. Wherever you go for your vacation there will be a few spare half-hours in which to do some reading. Flan to do some constructive reading. Not, neces- sarily, a classic! By no means have that idea. There are many worthwhile modern books be- ing published every month. Following are some general suggestions:— Fiction “Beau Geste.” Percival Christopher Wren. “Man They Hanged,” Robert W. Chambers. “Men Like Gods,” H. G. Wells. “Virginian,” Owen Wister. “Greenmantle,” John Buchan. “Moby Dick,” Herman Melville. “Typhoon,” Joseph Conrad. “Forever Free,” Honore Willsie Morrow. “Bridge of San Louis Rey,” Thornton Wilder. “Green Mansions,” William Henry Hudson. “Kim,” Rudyard Kipling. “Parnassus on Wheels,” Christopher Morley. “John Halifax, Gentleman,” Dinah M. Craik. “Beloved Vagabond,” William J. Locke. “Alice Adonis,” Booth Tarkington. “Forsythe Saga,” John Galsworthy. “Drums,” James Boyd. Short Stories “Best Short Stories,” Edward Joseph O’Brien. “Notable Short Stories of Today,” Edward V. B. Knickerbocker. “Short Stories,” Harold Eaton. Non-Fiction “Cape Cod.” Henry David Thoreau. “In the Wilderness.” Charles Dudley War- ner. “Jungle Peace,” William Beebe. “Art of Thinking,” Ernest Dimnet. “Book of the Constitution,” Elsie Singmas- ter. “Runaway Days,” Samuel Scoville. “Beginning to Fly,” Merirll Hamburg. “Microbe Hunters,” Paul Henry de Kriuf. “Amenities of Book Collecting,” Alfred New- ton. There are also many excellent volumes of poetry to be found, well worth the reading. Again the Post Graduates, some of them, honor us with their exhibition on display in the case for that purpose at the library. Every one is very busy at this particular season of the year, but nevertheless you can spare a few moments to observe this interesting collec- tion. The exhibition contains several old and unusual looking books. Among them are:— “The Works of Horace, Vol. I,” printed in Edinborough, 1806. “Saints Everlasting Rest,” printed in Lon- don. “Meditations,” printed in London. “Right Thoughts,” printed in Salem, 1816. But these books, however interesting, should not receive the entire attention, by any means. There are many prints which we urge you to notice, especially since this will probably be the last exhibition this year. Prominent among them are: Charles Fox, William Pitt, William Shakespeare, Alexander Pope, Sir Joshua Reynolds. Come and see what our Post Graduates have done for us. When you are next in the library, notice the various attractions and note especially the anthologies. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 239 SUMMER WOODLANDS By Roy M. Pearson, ’31 ’Twas morning in the summer woodlands And through the silent glade, Between the aged pines, A mighty sun, In regal robes exalted, Swept the forest floor With rays of dawn. A listless fog, Not yet dispelled by day, Still hovered o’er the stream. Below the languid river lay, Still slumb’ring from the night. The chill of sunless hours Still lingered round the stalwart trunks Of sturdy pine and virgin birch, Surrendering reluctantly before Advancing hordes of Day’s impowered warmth. Softly then the music of the hillsides Raised its note on wafted breeze. Careless blue-jay perched on lofty limb, Chirping squirrel, red and gray, Tiny chipmunk, happy on the crumbling log, Distant crow on dead oak branch, All trilled their waking cry to morning sky. The sun rose up; the mist was gone; Defeat at last o’erwhelmed the summer chill. ’Twas thus that day began. ’Twas twilight in the fragrant woodlands. The noonday sky had swelled to dying red And o’er the western hills A weary sun descended, A phantom king between the tinted clouds, A conquered king Majestic in defeat. A silver lane Amid the dew-damp meadow grass The ambling river lay. The mystic spell of ev’ning calm O’erspread the flowered dale; Primeval crest of ancient fir, Stirred gently By some roving wisp Of summer breeze, Murmured soft to open sky. Lonely birds of night, Birds of prey and darkness, Awoke in somber solitude; Feathered wings of day, Beauties of the woods and fields, Rose to tree-top nest. Despoiled of native glory, Black the forest lay, No gleam to pierce the heavy gloom, No song to break the crushing still. Silence reigned with regal sway. ’Twas thus that day slipped past. DOWN THE RIVER By Roy M. Pearson, ’31 Summer’s come and the grass is green again; And a cloudless sky hangs low in the blue overhead. Red with the day’s late glare, a flaming sun Is hastening through the lazy afternoon. Summer’s come and the days are warm again; And the trees are gaily flaunting their verdant splen- dor. The innocent breeze is murmuring soft in the pines; And carpeted glades are fragrant in flowered forests. Summer’s come and I’m down the river again, Down the ambling, shining, sluggish river again. The banks are green to the water’s edge, inviting; But my boat’s gliding by, for the summer’s stolen my will. Summer’s come and I’m down the river again, With only a sigh for the cares of the world and of man. And I’m floating down the listless river again, Floating — drifting — down the river — of life. 240 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 1931 Washington Snaps The editor was informed by Miss Betty Hall, Miss Grace Sumner, and Miss Isabelle Parker, that they walked down the Washington Monument steps, one for each Senior. This is their gift to the Seniors and if the Seniors could have seen the three young ladies tripping daintily down stairs for fifteen minutes (timed by Miss Hall), they would appreciate this mag- nificent offering. In the Congressional Library is the original Consti- tution, and the Declaration of Independence. One bright young lady passed this clever remark to her friend while viewing the documents: “Who wrote this thing anyway?” (Don’t laugh, the young lady was severely punished by a lecture from one of the guards who overheard the question). Of course not! It was not a S. II. S. pupil. 'STOP ALL OF THAT NOISE Did everyone notice the southern accents the people who went to Washington brought home with them? (Especially Norman Collin’s “Ah” for I.) One teacher from the High School just escaped receiving a postal card of the Unknown Soldier’s Tomb with this written on the back: “This is the pret- tiest and gayest place I have ever visited.” Senior Dance Did you see ? Burt Kelsey and a poetess? Cheslie De’Andrea and Sabel? William Manning and an officer (sir!)? James Doolin and his carnation? Hyman Goldenstein and his ice cream? Paul Maynard and his new dance? John Guidici and his pink? Ralph Watt and his comb? The Students’ Council deserves praise for having run such a successful Senior dance on such a success- fully rainy night. Many people could not understand the mystery of why so many on the side lines at the dance found so much amusement from watching the (dancers?) Some girls never realized how stingy certain young men were until they tried to get their carnations from them. Appropriate song heard day after dance: “Outside the Rain Was Pouring.” According to Mr. Whittimore most of the Senior Class should study vocal work. Perhaps he is right! Maybe the orchestra and organ may cover up our mis- takes, here’s hoping anyway! Has everyone seen the hero of the Senior Class Play’s picture yet? Well, don’t delay, the line forms on the right and it’s worth it. The Players’ Club has planned to have its picnic af- ter class day at Lake Walden and after that to at- tend a dance. A good time is expected by all! Lately the Radiator has become a place of battle and revenge between some people! The band concert was a great success. SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 241 1932 I Often Wonder — If you feel just as crazy in reading this stuff as I •do in writing it. And there lies a tale. The other day a fellow class editor received a letter, reading: “Can you tell me just what is the specific purpose of class notes?” My fellow laborer wired back: “Columbus crossed the sea to find out. Byrd went to both poles to seek the answer to your question. Wilkins is even now plan- ning to go under the ice in this frantic search. And yet you think that if I knew I would be sitting here writing these fool things!!!!!” News About the Boys From the Home Town We have it on good authority that if Jackie East tells certain things he knows — well, you know, the old story. X marks the spot —. “Lead” MacLeod is spreading the story that when “Jap” Parigian went traveling up to Northampton he saw the big new monument of Calvin Coolidge right in the middle of the street. Being surprised at the place where it was located, he asked a passing gentle- man for the details. “Oh,” he said, “we’re just using it for a silent policeman.” And This is NOT From a Senior! She: “Don’t you smell something burning?” He: “No, I don’t believe I do.” She: “Neither do I, but most people do if you ask them.” (Obliging — eh what?) To Next Year’s Sophomores This is what should be done on the first day of school:— 1. The costume for everyone for the first day of school is pajamas. This lends an air of sophistication to the occasion. 2. School begins at 8.30, but it is considered scanda- lous to arrive before 10 o’clock. 3. At 10 o’clock, stride into the office, crying: “Well, here I am, and things are gonna change plenty now that Pm here.” 4. Tell them what home room you desire, proceed to that room, dismiss the teacher, order cracked ice, etc., and then let things happen as they will. (And how they will!) 5. When you are scheduled to have a Latin Class, bring your French book. 6. If the class bores you, end it all (the class), or feeling lenient, merely leave the room. 7. Be sure that your gym uniform is not uniform with the uniform of any other uniformed individual. 8. Keep a large supply of peanuts handy. These •are to feed the traffic squad. 9. Don’t affiliate yourself in any way with the Radiator staff. And was “The Third Little Show” good? I’ll say so. A twenty-two piece orchestra kept one on his toes (or his neighbor’s), and the skits were unusually clever and amusing. The dancing, the songs, and all the other features, were especially good. Beatrice Lillie deserved and received a big hand! I want to apologize to the Sophs for insulting them so much. I’ve found out that they’re all a good crowd, and some are especially nice. When She Raves About Him, Give Her This Oh, yeah!!!! And did Ronald Colman or John Gil- ber pay for these theatre tickets????? Some people own country homes overlooking the sea. Others own mansions overlooking water falls. But all Mansfield Patterson owns is a Ford overlooking two more payments. And for a rehash — in the Spring a young man’s fancy turns land him in the traffic court. Where do these ideas of Leonard Donovan’s come from anyway? Speaking of sports, we hear that tennis has started and that some of the stars (?) play with a big racket. That’s all this year. Good luck to the Seniors. Thanks for your co-operation 212 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 1933 Greetings, salutations and whatnot — mostly what- not. The first thing to be brought to notice is the admirable condition of the lawn. Note: It is a lawn now — most of it, anyway. Although we were sorry to see the horse and plow, which furnished such a source of interest and amusement, depart. Well, I guess we, the Sophomore Class editors, won’t have to struggle along with Sophomore Class notes again. Maybe they’ll be Junior Class notes, soon — who knows? Do you hope so? Well, I didn’t think you would, and maybe we don’t either. Then there are those boys who insist on taking their shoes oft in French class. And the teacher won- ders why we don’t do better oral work. Personals Doris C—’s giggle has stopped temporarily. Evi dently goating had SOME good effects on her. There seems to be some wondering as to how we will hold Class Day, never heard of by some of our bright classmates, on that well-known picturesque lawn, that graces the front of our school. The two red-headed Smith brothers are out for tumbling. Some of us would like to see that show. Do they charge admission? The daily wave will probably continue in the years to come with even more jest than at the present. These Sophomores should never have started such a thing. It gave the wrong idea to those poor Juniors who cer- tainly seem to have followed our example. Well, this is the last of them. We’ll be seeing you; next year, we hope, but under a different heading (an- other hope and prayer.) Hair cuts are again the vogue. It seems that the girls tired of their crowning glory when Spring ai- rived. There are quite a few varieties floating about our building and its corridors. Here and There Who says the teachers haven’t a sense of humor? I know of one who has. Recently Mr. D—, an ancient history teacher, was reviewing briefly the recitations of the day before. “And we also said that the Athenians had a slave at the door who could and would put up a very formidable appearance if nec- essary. For example, if his master came up and knocked on the door the slave would salaam very low, and if it was someone who was not wanted, he would always sal-am the door.” And now they’re trying to tell us that there is a sunken continent between Africa and Asia called Atlantis. Very interesting, but people do tell Sophs such queer things! Well — we’re not sure whether to swallow it whole or in pieces. Some pupils still have human beings doing atrocious things. In a recent recitation on Idylls of the King, one girl said: “And after Gorith had slain him he told him to go back to the king.” Well, in spite of the fact that we are innocent, ignorant Sophs, no one can make us believe that! [LUNCH TIAE...... U1 BlX) SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 243 POST GRADUATE PASTORAL Gaudeamus, Igitur. Iuvenes Dum Sumus T $ ET us rejoice, therefore, while we are young, and seize the day of our op- portunities. We each have our day; let us revel while we may, et cetera. Inci- dentally it has been fine revelling weather lately! ’Tis all very well for Confucius and Socrates and also Aristotle to declare in their several philosophies the “delights and rewards of sobriety and the “premiums of patience, but after all, in our times, (such as they are — and well you know it!) the Carpe Diem School of Philosophy seems to be deservedly in the ascendant, I say. Eheu! O Tempora! The year has seemed short for most of us; no time at all since last September. We were up in the library, then down in “la chambre guignol, (Room 10), and here we end in old 209 with one of the best of advisers and of friends as our mentor, presiding over our irregular sessions. Next year will find us scat- tered and dispersed, but we’ll not soon forget our last year in the old school, the kindness of our instructors, as well as their forebearance, .and patience. We believe we may say that this was “one of our most pleasant years, a sort of St. Martin’s Summer. For truly, in a cer- tain fashion, “Le temps des lilas, Et le temps de la rose, Ne reviendront plus.” No other year will see: Ira Proutv studying his physics as he draws wheels within wheels on his “block ; Charles Bowden, recently in- jured but now, Dieu merci, whole again, divid- ing his attention between English and gentle dalliance; Prescott Crowell finishing his alge- bra assignment and caricaturing anyone handy; Berthe Marshall eating, alas! chocolate with Spanish: Louis Parker torn between a discus- sion of Delibes and Pecheur dTslande; John Pierce, Mary Small, and Paul McSweeney huddled over the French lesson; Nancy Mar- quess, Bertha Sandermann, Ruth Northrop, Phyllis Moynihan and all the others actually occupied with their books, whilst the penner of these twaddling lines doth prance thither and yon intoning, “Tout le long de la Tamise —’’ with NO (perish the thought!) provocation! Perhaps it’s just as well. But yet . . . THE LION AND THE UNICORN We visited an exhibit of Moderns the other day. Incidentally Modern Art reminds us of the “Lion and the Unicorn. Why? —Dun’t csk! IMPRESSIONISTIC ART Now doth the grand Vermilion sun, elliptical arise And cast Canary beams on where The rhombic mountain lies To where the cubic pine trees wave 'Gainst a sky of Prussian blue, Where the rippling stream of Indigo flows, Filled with fish of weirdest hue. Now doth the Gamboge bird with song Awake the Madder flowers anew, And all the clouds that jaundiced are Announce the dawn! Dum Vivimus, Vivamus We believe in the above motto but — we wish to say here that we are sorry for having almost freezed the sang froid of that (5th period English 4A class, all winter — and to admit that “our o’er weening desire for fresh air was, in truth as Mrs. Foster suggested once: “Dichtung und Warheit. Au Bout de Notre Latin Now, at last, it remains for us to thank the staff of the Radiator for their manifold cour- tesies and in this our final melange, to pay our last adieux to the school and the friends we have loved well. James leB. Boyle, ’30. [ APRIL SHOWERS 1 214 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR EXCHANGES Well, folks, I guess this is the last time you will hear from us until September, so we’re wishing all of our Exchanges the very best of success in the future. May we hope to hear from you all next year? “THE SLATER PIONEER,” Samuel Slater Junior High School, Pawtucket, Rhode Island. It is with pleasure that we review your school paper, for we find it very interesting and well planned. We would like to suggest that you lengthen your editorials just a trifle, they’re not quite long enough. Your depart- ment heads are quite amusing. “THE CUMTUX,” Bolton High School, Alexandria, La. It is with pleasure that we welcome you to our column. You have a very fine and most interesting paper. “Witty Wizard” is a “riot,” and so cleverly written that we certainly were delighted with it. Your Athletic heading is amazing and adds considerably to your paper. “FERNCLEFF ECHO,” Lee High School, Lee, Mass. It must be with a feeling of pride that you publish the poetry that you do, for it is most unusual to have so “fine” a variety and so much of it. Are ail the poets at Lee High? You should certainly feel proud of “Poetic Practice.” Your cover of the Spring number was most unique and fitting for the season. “THE RED AND BLACK,” Stevens High School, Claremont, N. H. “The Compact and Cigarette as Time Killers” was one of the finest and most amazing editorials that we have ever read. It shows plenty of thought and common sense. “They Say” is an in- teresting way to present coming events or those that have passed by. “Classified Ads” was the most orig- inal idea we have seen for quite some time. We are glad to welcome to our exchange list two new comers: OLD HUGHES from the Hughes High School, Cincinnati, Ohio, and the publication of a near neighbor of ours, the MEDFORD HIGH SCHOOL RE- VIEW. The very Spring-like cover of your April issue, “Old Hughes,” appeals to us. The contents of your magazine lives up to the excellence of its cover de- sign. We especially enjoy your poetry. The dedication of the Jubilee Number of the M. II. S. REVIEW is of particular interest to those teachers in Somerville who know your Miss Hila Small. Congratulations on the outcome of the poster con- test. The cuts on page nine prove that the judges made a wise decision. We like the way your “Spot News” is written up. So to our two new friends, ave atque vale, wc hope to hear from you again next Fall. SCHOOL NEWS POETRY CLUB THE I LAYERS’ CLUB THE meetings of the Poetry Club this year have been so original that it perhaps seems too much to say that the last meeting was even more interesting, yet, “Home Day” does seem the most successful in all ways. It was a pleasure to have as guests the presi- dents of the three classes, the leader of the band, the presidents of the Girls’ and Boys’ Debating Society, the president of the Prose Club, and also the president of the Players’ Club. Each one of these guests read one of his favorite poems. A number of teachers also read their favorite poem. Miss Danforth, Miss Solano, and Miss McAllister read poems in French, Spanish and German respectively. This gave the club a splendid chance to catch the beauty of sound and rhythm in the poetry of foreign languages. The last part of the meeting was devoted to original poetry. Nona Lockman’s poems were read and she was commended for her fine work. ON Tuesday, May 26th, the Players’ Club presented two one-act plays, and a marionette demonstration. The cast for the first play, “$2000 Cash,” was as follows:— Bertie Smith us Mamie, his wife Jennie, his sister-in-law Harry Collins John Bishop Mildred Baxter Dorothy Hallberg Elston Pratt The marionettes will be guided by Henry Syer, Bertha Marshall, Emma Goulart, Mary Purdy, Eleanor Bates, Warren Russell, Ralph Watt, and David O’Brien. The second play: “The Trysting Place,” will be given by this cast:— Mrs. Curtis Lancelot Briggs Mrs. Briggs Jessie Rupert Smith Mr. Ingoldsby The Mysterious Voice Frances Allen Cheslie D’Andrea Charlotte Bronstein Dorothy Gattoni Frank Wilkens Arthur Martin Lucius Packard SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 245 THE baseball team have more than half their games unplayed. There are still quite a few to see. The crowds have been too small for a school of 2,500. The second team under John St. Angelo’s in- struction gives everybody a chance to play ball and perhaps make the team. They have won a victory over St. Clement’s High Firsts, and have a close 12-11 defeat at Cambridge Latin’s hands to their credit. William Chesterfield is the leading batter of the team, hitting for .500. Arthur Mahan is not far behind and shows great promise. Joseph Davis is also hitting close to .350. John McNamara seems to be Somerville’s home-run king. The Harvard Interscholastic should give Belli Colli, Arbeene, Hayes, Manning, and Goe- mely a chance to bring some track laurels to Somerville. SOMERVILLE WINS OPENER SOMERVILLE won the first game from Lynn General Electric Apprentices, 10 to 4, on April 11, at Dilboy Field. Somerville sewed up the game in the first two innings by scoring seven runs. Lynch, on the Somerville mound, pitched a steady ball and held down the batters when they threatened to score. He was relieved by Bolster in the fifth inning. Mahan, and Captain Vitiello scored three runs apiece. McNamara, last year’s star short- stop, was the only one to get more than one hit. LYNN ENGLISH, 3; SOMERVILLE, 2 SOMERVILLE lost a thrilling game to Lynn English at Lynn Athletic Field, April 15. Lynn English took a lead in the fifth inning, when Kirven singled, Brennan sacri- ficed, Cameron fanned, Polhemus singled. This accounted for their three runs. Somerville in the seventh inning started to score when “Jerry” Jeremiah opened up with a wild hit. “Nick” Vitiello got a double, send- ing Jeremiah home, and “Nicky” soon followed, coming home on a sacrifice hit. However, the boys could not overcome Lynn’s lead. SOMERVILLE DEFEATS CAMBRIDGE LATIN SOMERVILLE opened up its Suburban League schedule with a victory, defeat- ing the Cantabs 6 to 5, in a thirteen- inning game, at Dilboy Field, April 20. “Bill” Chesterfield hit the ball to almost exact centre field and over the fence and into the brook, making the first homer at Dilboy Field this season. John McNamara followed him in the batting order, and to the consterna- tion of the Cambridge team and the delight of the Somerville nine, McNamara duplicated Chesterfield’s performance. Somerville scored its winning run when “Joe” Davis hit the ball into right field allow- ing Chesterfield to run home from third. SOMERVILLE CONQUERS MEDFORI) 10 to 7 ON April 22, “Clem” Macky playing his first game of the year for Somerville, held Medford High School runless for six innings. Arthur Mahan at first base played a good game for Somerville. Somerville scored one run in the second, one run in the fourth, five runs in the fifth, and three runs in the eighth, bringing in a total of ten. Rappoli per- formed well behind the bat. SOMERVILLE DOWNS RINDGE TECH 6 to 5 SOMERVILLE HIGH baseball nine has won its second Suburban League game at Dil- boy Field, April 25. 246 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR “Rybo” Rogan’s homer with a man on base gave Somerville something to work on. In the eighth inning with Burbul of Rindge Tech on base, Johnny Deiuise hit one of “Danny” Lynch’s shots to an exact centre field and into Alewife Brook, bringing in two runs. This made the score a tie. Somerville got its win- ning run when “Billy” Chesterfield stole home from third base. BROOKLINE, 9; SOMERVILLE, 8 SOMERVILLE HIGH was edged by Brook- line High, 9 to 8, in a Suburban League struggle on the Cypress Field, May 1. In the first part of the game Somerville scored two easy runs, but the rest of the game was very close, Somerville having a 7 to 6 lead in the eighth. Brookline then came in with two runs, and Jeremiah scored another for Somerville in the ninth, making the score 8 all. In the tenth inning, Madden, Brookline’s star pitcher, scored on a sacrifice hit by Daly. SOMERVILLE, 8; BOSTON COLLEGE HIGH, 7 SOMERVILLE HIGH defeated Boston Col- lege High, 8 to 7 at Dilboy Field, Satur- day, May 9. The score was very close throughout the entire game, but in the ninth inning Somerville scored its winning run, when “Danny” Lynch singled to score “Geno” Rappoli, who had tripled ahead of him. HUMOC-ETTES Mar i tdmJjL i. iLt Heavy Help Teacher (looking over Teddy’s homework): “I don’t see how it’s possible for a single per- son to make so many mistakes.” Teddy (proudly): “It isn’t a single person, teacher. Father helped me.” Mid: “What are you working at now?” E. M.: “I’m a diamond cutter.” Mid: “How’s that?” E. M.: “I cut the grass at the baseball park.” “No, I can’t give you an appointment this afternoon; I have 18 cavities to fill,” said the dentist, as he turned from the telephone and picked up his golf clubs. “But how do you play truant from the corre- spondence school ?” “I send them an empty envelope.” Hearts may be trumps in the game of love, but it helps some people to flash a diamond occasionally. A: “Has your son’s college education proved of any real value?” B: “Yes, indeed, it’s entirely cured his mother of bragging about him.” Toughens the Nerves Mrs. Putnee: “And you have the nerve to ask $10 a bottle for that nerve tonic?” Shop Assistant: “Certainly, madam. It shows what it will do. I take it regularly.” Sigma: “How were your grades last quar- ter?” Alpha: “Jules Verne.” Epsilon: “How’s that?” Nu: “Twenty thousand leagues under the ‘C.’ ” The Good Old Days Adam had his troubles, No doubt, in days of yore; But no one said, when he told a yarn, “I’ve heard that one before.” SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 247 Teacher: “Now, Jimmy, what happened when the cow jumped over the moon?” Jimmy: “Somebody got an idea for vanish- ing cream.” First Little Girl: “What’s etiquette, Lily?” Second Ditto: “Oh, that’s the noise you mustn’t swallow your tea with when there’s •company.”—Boston Transcript. The mayor had just laid the foundation stone of a new wing for the hospital, and the spectators awaited his speech. “What can I do. Mary?” whispered the mayor to his wife, “I’ve laid the stone on top of it.” Whoa! A scientist in California has built an appara- tus to measure light. We are told the chief difficulty is in getting the light to wait. Schoolmaster: “Now I want you to tell me which of those words is singular and which is plural. Tomkins, you take the first, ‘trousers’.” Tomkins (after deliberation): “Singular at the top and plural lower down, sir.” Parthian Shot “No,” replied the Empress Eugenie when Napoleon III asked her if she knew the differ- ence betwixt her fair self and a mirror. “Well,” quoth the waggish Emperor, “the mirror reflects without speaking, and as for you my sweet frou frou. . . ” “And,” retorted the piqued Eugenie, “know- est thou, dear cabbage, the difference between thyself and the mirror? No? Ahem — the mirror is polished.” Why Worry Minister: “And do you say your prayers every night, Oswald?” Oswald: “No — sometimes I don’t want any- thing.” Percy: “Miss Dowley, how would you — aw — like — aw — to own a puppy?” Miss Dowley: “This is so sudden, Mr. Chop- pingham.” Superintendent of insane asylum: “And did you catch the five men who escaped from here?” Guard: “Five? We got thirteen!” Be Good, Billy Wanted — a billy goat. Must be reasonable. Red Hot Tip College Men, Attention: We have openings for young men who want to start at the bot- tom of the ladder and work their way to the top. Apply, City Fire Department, Podunk, New Jersey. Caller: “Didn’t you say that I knew as much about the matter as about riding Greek goats?” Editor: “Yes. Isn’t that what you said?” Caller: “Of course not. I said ‘writing Greek odes.’ ” Perish the Thought! The Viking doorman scorns fatigue, Humming a wedding march by Grieg; The Italian bootblack as his brushes ply, Warbles an aria from “Butterfly.” The French chef seasons a rich filet With a charming fragment from Charpentier The Russian liftman signals off With a fugue of Rinsky-Korsakoff. The American guest in his gilded suite, Sings: “She’s my baby; ain’t she neat?” •I 4 1 : : I i : t I : Tel. 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Call Hancock 6116 160 BOYLSTON STREET BOSTON, MASS. Somerville Institution for Savings 88 BROADWAY Branch at TEELE SQUARE Depository for School Savings Bank Deposits Go On Interest Monthly Assets $7,200,000 Interest Compounded Quarterly If you know how to spend less than you get, you have the philosopher’s stone. — Benjamin Franklin. ♦ This book befosiys to 3 hoto by Robert Forbes OLD POWDER HOUSE lEUMatnr )tar Innk 1931 A srluwl mutual riUtrit luj thr S'rntnr (Class nf thr tsuuurrmllr High 8 rluuil Engravings ARTCRAFT ENGRAVING COMPANY Photographer WARREN KAY YANT1NE Printing SOMERVILLE JOURNAL COMPANY JOHN A. AVERY Headmaster EVERETT W. TUTTLE Vice-Headmaster DEDICATION Everett W. Tuttle was a teacher in the Manual Training School in Providence, Rhode Island, before he came to the Somerville English High School in 1895. He first held the position of Head of the Manual Training Department, but later entered academic work, becoming a teacher of Mathematics. When Mr. Avery be- came principal of the English High School in 1906, Mr. Tuttle was appointed his assist- ant. Since 1911 he has had the important annual task of making the program. As the school has increased in size, this work has presented a maze of problems which only his efficiency could solve. In all his relations with teachers and pupils he has ever been a kind and helpful friend, a wise counsellor and a loyal supporter of the best interests of the school. We dedicate this book to him in grateful recognition of his untiring zeal in be- half of the members of the school. Fivft- HARRY F. SEARS Acting Vice-Headmaster Harry F. Sears received his early education in the Somerville Public Schools, grad- uating from the Somerville High School in 1893. He received his degree from Harvard University in 1897. His teaching career began in the Somerville High School as stu- dent teacher in 1897-1898. In 1898 he was appointed to the Salem High School, where he taught Greek, Latin, and History until 1901. Once more he came back to the Somerville High School, this time as a teacher of History. He has risen step by step in the organization of the Somerville High School and is this year acting as Vice-Headmaster during Mr. Tuttle’s absence. His dignified manner, his absolute loyalty to the school, his fairness to all who come in contact with him have endeared him to everyone. Six LATIN SCHOOL. 18G7 COMBINED SCHOOL, 1911 PRESENT HIGH SCHOOL, 1928 FIRST HIGH SCHOOL. 1852 ENGLISH HIGH SCHOOL, 1895 Seven YEAR BOOK STAFF Editor ROBERT KEHOE Assistant Editor WINIFRED SMALL Business Manager Assistant Business Manager WILLIAM ROBBINS WARREN RUSSELL. ’32 Circulation .Manager EVERETT DAY Assistant Circulation Manager ELIZABETH HALL Assistants MARY PURDY JOHN GIUDICI Organization IRENE WARD DONALD TAYLOR LUCIUS PACKARD DOROTHY GATTOXI Junior Committee ROBERT HAYES JEAN STACKPOLE PHYLLIS ATKINSON IRVING ISINGER Artists AMLETO CAMPAGNA BARBARA ROHNSTOCK CHESLIE D’ANDREA MARGARET DIOZZI Sophomore Committee JOHN ROOXAX MARION STRONG FRANCES HAYES JOSEPH SCANLAX Senior Committee JAMES DOOLIN ROY PEARSON GEORGE McKENXA EMMA GOULART Staff Typists MARY McSWEENEY FLORENCE DEAN MARJORIE HOLLAND FLORENCE GORDON EiKht CONTENTS MR. AVERY.............. DEDICATION............. MR. SEARS.............. PUBLIC BUILDINGS . YEAR BOOK STAFF . HIGH SCHOOL TEACHERS . FACULTY ADVISORS . EDITORI AI............. RADIATOR STAFF SENIOR CLASS OFFICERS . CLASS CALENDAR CLASS ORATION . CLASS POEM AND ODE . CLASS WILL • . SENIOR CLASS............ SENIOR CLASS HISTORY JUNIOR CLASS OFFICERS JUNIOR CLASS HISTORY SOME INTERIOR VIEWS OF THE SOPHOMORE CLASS OFFICERS . SOPHOMORE CLASS HISTORY IN MEMORIAM............. STUDENTS’ COUNCIL .... TRAFFIC SQUAD SUPERVISORS NATIONAL HONOR SOCIETY ORCHESTRA............... BAND.................... NEW IN III SCHOOL BUI DING GIRLS’ ORCHESTRA........... JUNIOR RADIATOR STAFF . PROSE CLUB, GIRLS’ GLEE CLUBS . WEBSTER DEBATING SOCIETY GIRLS' DEBATING SOCIETY . PLAYERS’ CLUB. SENIOR PLAY CAST AND COMMI SOPHOMORE GIRLS’ GLEE CLUB, GIRLS’ GLEE CLl BANK WORKERS............... CAFETERIA CROSS COUNTRY, TRACK TEAMS . GIRLS’ BASKET BALL. BOYS’ BASKET BALL TENNIS TEAM, STAFF ARTISTS SENIOR CLASS COMMITTEES. ROOM PROCTORS BASEBALL TEAM. FOOTBALL TEAM GIRLS’ HOCKEY. SWIMMING TEAM POETRY CLUB ............... TRAFFIC SQUAD.............. MORE VIEWS OF THE HIGH SCHOOL BUILDIN BANK WORKERS .............. BANK TREASURERS ........... HUMOR ..................... JUNIOR GIRLS............... JUNIOR BOYS................ SOPHOMORE GIRLS............ SOPHOMORE BOYS............. CARTOON OF SENIOR PLAY . CASTLE CARTOON ............ CARTOONS AND ADVERTISEMENTS . rri •p. E Pago 4 5 6 4 s 10 12 13 14 15 1C IS 20 22 100 102 103 104 10G 107 105 110 111 112 114 11� 11C 117 115 119 120 121 122 123 124 125 126 127 12S 129 130 131 132 133 137 13S 139 141 144 147 151 155 156 157 • Colored Cartoon Insert, drawn by A. Campagna. HIGH SCHOOL TEACHERS HEADMASTER, John A. Avery, 163 Summer Street VICE-HEADMASTER. Everett W. Tuttle, Mathematics, 62 Highland Avenue ACTING VICE-HEADMASTER. Harry F. Sears, 44 Orris Street, Melrose MASTERS Harry F. Sears, History 44 Orris Street, Melrose Highlands John L. Hayward, Penmanship, Law, Salesman- ship 242 School Street William W. Obear, Chemistry 10 Greenville Street George M. Hosmer, Mathematics, Latin 132 Summer Street ASSISTANTS Laurence A. Sprague, Mechanical Drawing 17 Perkins Street, West Newton Arthur N. Small, Spanish 11 Pembroke Street George E. Pearson, History, Civics, Problems in Citizenship 325 Highland Avenue Fred W. Carrier, History, Civics, Problems in Citizenship 14 Lloyd Street, Winchester Irving P. Col man, History Greenbush Albert O. Plantinga, Mechanical Drawing, Mathe- matics, 46 Melrose Street, Melrose Highlands Wallace S. Hall, Physics 37 Perkins Street, West Newton Forrest S. Miller, Manual Arts 8 Hudson Street Charles B. Sylvester, Latin 8 Plympton Street, Cambridge Thomas L. DeCelles, Chemistry 46 Ware Street Helen L. Follansbee, Stenography 17 Pleasant Avenue Harriet E. Tuell, History 17 Pleasant Avenue Elizabeth Campbell, Bookkeeping 39 Greenville Street M. Helen Teele, Latin 11 Jason Street, Arlington A. Marguerite Browne, French 32 Shepard Street, Cambridge Blanche S. Bradford, Freehand Drawing, Ap- plied Arts 163 Summer Street Mrs. Grace E. W. Foster, English Garrison Road, Hingham Mrs. Lucy I. Topliff, English 108 Highland Avenue Ella D. Gray, Mathematics 147 Walnut Street Annie C. Woodward, Bookkeeping, Penmanship, Commerce and Industry 144 School Street Grace Gatchell, English 67 Boston Street Rena S. Hezelton, English 57 Prescott Street Mrs. Ella B. Flagg, French 2 Hillside Avenue liene C. Ritchie, Typewriting 15 Willoughby Street Alice A. Todd, English 82 Munroe Street Florence L. McAllister, English, German 23 Wallace Street Laura R. Cunningham, Spanish 62 Highland Avenue Mary C. Smith, English 117 Prospect Street Alfreda Veazie, Stenography 193 Linden Street, Everett Mrs. Phebe E. Mathews, Penmanship, Commerce and Industry, History, Salesmanship 159 Morrison Avenue Gertrude W. Chaffin, Stenography 8 Copeland Terrace, Malden Bernice O. Newborg, Typewriting 141 Park Avenue, Arlington Heights Helen B. Ryan, Penmanship, Bookkeeping, Com- merce and Industry 35 Columbus Avenue Mary A. Hickey, Bookkeeping, Penmanship, Com- merce and Industry, Arithmetic 55 Kenmere Road, Medford Ella W. Burnham, French 58 Walnut Street Louise M. Saunders, French 391 Broadway Elizabeth M. Welch, Clerical Practice 3 Washington Avenue, Arlington Heights Alice M. Patterson, Typewriting 35 Clewley Road, West Medford Margery Moore, Penmanship, Bookkeeping, Arithmetic 24 Pleasant Avenue Margaret Cochran, Mathematics 34 Hancock Street, Medford Phebe R. Boole, English 21 Sacramento Street, Cambridge Carmen Solano, Spanish 176 Naples Road, Brookline Ruby F. Sutherland, History, Elocution 46 Spring Street M. Louise Hannon, Latin, English 108 Thurston Street Elizabeth Richards, Physics, Astronomy, Geologv, Physiology 16 Chestnut Street, Medford Amy S. Irish, Foods 59 Bailey Road, Watertown Irene E. Kenney, Chemistry, Physiology 24 Hudson Street Ten HIGH SCHOOL TEACHERS — Continued Inez M. Atwater, English 98 Electric Avenue Helen C. Jackson, Latin, English 119 College Avenue Mary Henleigh Brown, Head of Household Arts Department 162 Highland Avenue Mrs. Helen G. Leitch, Clothing, Foods 66 Highland Avenue Gladys B. Hastings, Librarian 17 Pleasant Avenue Marguerite A. Ellison, English 915 Broadway Katherine PL Reycroft, French .32 Winthrop Street, Charlestown Mrs. Esther B. Card, French 123 Highland Avenue Lila H. Paul, English 85 Governor Road, Milton Margaret J. Cotter, Commerce and Industry, Bookkeeping, Penmanship, Clerical Practice 8 Maynard Street, Arlington Nettie V. Eastman, Chemistry 60 Grove Street, Auburndale Ruth PL Danforth, French 205 Mt. Auburn Street, Cambridge John J. Hoban, History 39 Mansfield Street Marguerite Connolly, English 58 Central Street Marie B. Damery, Biology, Chemistry 45 Cham wood Road Marie E. Kenney, Biology, Chemistry 12 Waterhouse Street Eva M. Pierey, Mathematics 57 Apthorp Street, Wollaston Elizabeth PL Leach, English 30 Winchester Street, Brookline Ann R. Dunleavey, Typewriting, Stenography 8 Central Street Martha M. Leftovith, Freehand Drawing, Applied Arts 8 Commonwealth Avenue, Boston Agnes M. Carven, French, Mathematics 56 Baldwin Street, Charlestown Agnes F. Viano, Physical Education 110 Bedford Street, Lexington Bernard R. Moulton, Physical Education 57 Sterling Street John J. St. Angelo, Physical Education 355 Highland Avenue Arthur L. Morrissey, History 162 Walnut Street Robert E. McKelvey, Bookkeeping. History, Com- merce and Industry 6 Jerome Street Margaret PL Snell, Physical Education 36 College Avenue Francis X. Rooney, English 130 Summer Street Elizabeth Guarnaccia, Italian 27 Chestnut Street, Wakefield Lillian PL Sheridan, Typewriting, Stenography 59 Prichard Avenue Joseph PL Beaver, Mathematics 43 Curtis Street John Brennan, Biology, Physics 149 Lowell Street Mary T. Canavan, English 179 Summer Street Nathaniel Colbert, Chemistry 25 Monmouth Street Joseph Donahoe, Penmanship, Commerce and In- dustry, Business Arithmetic, 89 Ten Hills Road Leo C. Donahue, History 108 Summer Street Dorothea Hanscom, Clerical Practice 2 Austin Street Arthur Kelleher, Physical Education 8 Bigelow Street Edmund M. Lanigan, History 136 Lowell Street Dorothy T. Rice, Biology 23 Crawford Street, Roxbury Matthew Ryan, Physical Education 20 Columbus Avenue Edward L. Smith, History 77 Belmont Street Flora Gordon, Penmanship, Clerical Practice 88 Albion Street Mrs. Mary G. Callahan, Matron 35 Columbus Avenue Mrs. Christine Hunkins, Matron 15 Henry Avenue Mabel! M. Ham, Secretary 158 Summer Street: Mildred F. Moses, Clerk 11 Hall Avenue Thelma Magoon, Clerk 30 Sunset Road William E. O’Brien, Bookkeeping, Commerce and Industry 354 Broadway Joseph J. Nangle, Guidance 29 Highland Road Viola M. Jackson, Elocution 107 Hollis Avenue, Atlantic Alice M. Austin, English 112 Sycamore Street Robert F. Buckley, Biology 85 Lowell Street Francis J. Gannon, Chemistry 32 Pearson Road John O’Loughlin, Cadet 142 Lowell Street Frances Mendell, Cadet 16 Lowell Street James M. Clark, Music 15 James Street Marion A. Newell, Music 29 Highland Road JANITORS John N. Quirk, Jeremiah M. Brennan, Joseph PL McCormack, Edward J. Barbour, Thomas Copithorne, 64 Marion Street 44 Radcliffe Road 206 Washington Street 43 Michigan Avenue 23 Gordon Street Eleven MISS WELCH Faculty Advisoi MISS HANSCOM Assistant Faculty Advisor MR. SPRAGUE Faculty Treasurer T welvo YEAR BOCK STAFF EDITORIAL It is with no little feeling of regret that we, the Class of 1931, conclude three brief but pleasant and profitable years in the Somerville High School. Here we have formed friendships which we shall cherish all through our lives. Beneath the banners of our school motto, “Honor and Progress,” our intellectual powers have been developed and our ideals elevated. As a result of the careful instruction of capable teachers, we are now better equipped to face the future. Our high school years have indeed been years of accomplishment and both our school organizations and athletic teams have been un- usually successful. The Class of 1931 has the distinction of being the largest graduating class in the history of the Somerville High School. For this reason, the task of compiling this, the Year Book of 1931, has been doubly difficult and necessitated much time and energy. In publishing this book we endeavored to excel the high standard set by the Year Books of the past and we hope that we have been successful. May it serve to inspire us to greater achievements in later life. Let us treasure this worthy publication, for it is in- deed a most valuable souvenir of our high school attainments. We extend our sincere gratitude and hearty thanks to all those who assisted in the preparation of this Year Book and especially to our advisors, Miss Welch, Miss Han- scom, Miss Gatchell, Miss Bradford, and Mr. Sprague, who have given of their time and •energy without stint. Robert Kehoe, '31. Thirteen RADIATOR STAFF THE RADIATOR The Radiator Staff of 1930-31 has, throughout the year, been guided by a three- fold purpose. We have tried to make our publication representative of the entire school; we have made an attempt to recognize journalistic, artistic, and poetic ability in each of the three classes of the school; finally, we have endeavored to foster and encourage this ability by a careful selection of the articles for publication. We feel that our year’s work has in some measure been crowned with success. Our belief is substantiated by the fact that a number of other schools have complimented our publication. In particular, they have remarked upon the excellence of our poetry, the cleverness of many of our cartoons, the undoubted humor of our class notes, the truly business-like quality which characterizes our advertisements, and the co-opera- tion between departments of which our magazine, as a whole, gives evidence. In all truth we must admit that several schools have given unfavorable criticisms. The cor- rection of such conditions which do not meet with unanimous approval we must leave in the hands of next year’s staff. We trust that they may better our efforts while yet building on the foundation that we and former staffs have laid. Fourteen Iris Ruggles, Editor. Fifteen JAMES DOOLIN, Pres. LUCILLE DAVIS, Sec. GRACE SUMNER, Vice-Pres. HAROLD LARSEN, Treas. CLASS CALENDAR SOPHOMORE YEAR 1928-1929 Sept. 19. We enter Somerville High School as timid, insignificant Sophomores. We get lost every two minutes. Sept. 24 We are getting accustomed to the noise of the carpenters and Mr. Pear- son’s voice. Oct. First glimpse of Radiator. It’s great with the exception of the jokes con- cerning the Sophomores. Nov. 1 Talks to the boys and girls by Miss Burke and Mr. Hermann on, “What the well-dressed man or woman is wearing in the gym this season.” Dec. We miss the usual Christmas Cantata, — something for us to look forward to for next year. Christmas Vacation. Need more be said? Jan. 1 Gym classes start! Everyone’s glad. Feb. 18 All New Year's Resolutions are gone and forgotten. March 4 President Hoover’s Inaugural Address. We put something over the Seniors and Juniors; they miss the address, we are just in time for it. March 27 First Class meeting in charge of James Doolin and Co. April 12 Assembly by members of Students’ Council. We all want to belong. May 10 Sophomore Class Dance — Great! It’s a shame we have to let the high and mighty Seniors and Juniors come. June 11 Class Day — Everyone looks beautiful. June 20 Vacation — but the best part is that we’re no longer insignificant, some of us are “Juniors.” JUNIOR YEAR 1929-1930 Sept. 9 We’re back as “high-minded Juniors,” it really seems good. Sept. 10 Isn’t it great to be able to laugh at those funny little Sophomores! Oct. 8 James Doolin and Co. again elected. Oct. 29 First Junior Class Meeting with splendid speeches of acceptance full of earnestness and cheer for the coming year. Nov. 28 Somerville winning over Rindge and getting the “champ” title for S. H. S. made Thanksgiving Day perfect. Dec. 19 Players’ Club present Christmas Play under the direction of Miss Bell. This is so delightfully done that it made up for the disappointment we received in not seeing one last year. Dec. 20 Christmas Vacation! What will Santa bring? Jan. 17 Sophomore Entertainment. Our younger brothers and sisters certainly put on a dandy entertainment. We’ll have to try extra hard now. Feb. 7 Well, well, our class has some excellent talent after all. We especially en- joyed the part where they asked the audience to sing. March 19 We witness our first National Honor Society Installation. May we all strive and some of us gain admittance next year. March 21 Junior Night Committee elected. March 28 The honorable Seniors presented their entertainment today. We’ll have to give them credit, though. April 25 Last vacation this year. Everyone please go home and rest — that’s all! May 15 Orchestra Concert. A pleasant evening for everyone who attended. May 23 Hurrah! Junior Night. A great success. We do feel “big” being out so- late at night. Congratulations to the committee for their fine work. June 10 Class Day as Juniors. We’re proud to wear our colors. Sixii-fn CLASS CALENDAR — Continued June 27 Sept. 9 Oct. 18 Oct. 21 Nov. 14 Dec. 15 Dec. 19 Dec. 23 Jan. 6 Jan. 16 Jan. 20 Feb. 13 Feb. 19 March 5 March March 23 April 7 April 24 May 8 May 14 May 22 June 9 June 11 June 18 Vacation finds us wondering what it will feel like to be Seniors next Septem- ber. We must acquire some dignity this summer. SENIOR YEAR 1930-1931 We return with two matters foremost in our minds; to work this year, and to set a good example for our followers. We are shown interesting pictures, graphic views of Massachusetts from 1620. James Doolin and Co. elected for the third time. First Senior Class Meeting. The first sadness of our Senior year came today. We learn of Miss Par- menter’s death. She worked hard for others and did more than her part. Students’ Council Dance is a great success with all having a splendid time. Vacation so soon! The year is going quickly. Let’s make some resolutions this year and keep them. Senior Play Committee elected. We are choosing plays for Seniors in High School. The school and pupils lost a sincere and true friend today; Miss Bell. She was closely connected with so many activities of the schools, we shall more than miss her. Her unselfish character is one that we might all strive to attain. We do hope you’ve not only remembered your resolutions this long — but kept them. Who’s guilty? Fine entertainment in hall under auspices of Players’ Club to raise money for the Athletic Association. Senior Play! “Nothing But the Truth.” We have some excellent actors and actresses, especially one girl who sings well. We also discover one young man is a genius at telling the truth. May each young man of the class follow his example. National Honor Society Installation. Thirty-three members of the Senior Class are installed. We offer congratulations that they have gained recognition for their hard work and worth this public way. This month the Seniors are to have their pictures taken for the Year Book. All that we hope is that the ones who go in first are good looking. We don’t want a broken camera to greet us, — the last ones. Class Orator elected. Senior Night, Class Day, and Gift Committees elected. Vacation. It hardly seems possible that this is the last school vacation for us. Senior Dance — can anyone say he didn’t have a good time? Orchestra Concert. We should be proud of those people. They are splen- did. Junior Night. Great! Juniors, we all have a good time. Class Day — Splendid but everyone is a trifle sad. Our days in the Som- ville High School are numbered. Senior Night — our last time together. We have a jolly time. That last night we wish we were Sophomores again, I’m sure. Graduation! The end of our first road — may all the others be as success- ful and happy for us as this one. Best wishes to the teachers and our underclassmates for next year. Good luck! .Seventeen CLASS ORATION WHY NOT WORK Vincent W. Maloney I. Speed up! Hurry! Get there! Everywhere we go or look we see before us living examples of speed; in the subway, on the highway, in the air, on the land, in the home, and in business. The American people have been stricken with a mania for more and more speed. Has this frenzy for speed so gripped the United States that its people are giving little or no time to honest work and real, serious thinking? Wise men everywhere, whether heads of great industries or presidents of colleges, look with anxiety to the future of America. Why? Because the youth of today are turning more and more to excitement and are less and less willing to work. They are not thinkers. Why did the keen scholar from across the seas declare that the youth in his country has broad foreheads and narrow chests, in America — broad shoulders and childish faces? Are we childish? Look into the faces of the boys and girls who flock to the movies. I)o they show signs of hard intellectual work? Is time — slow time given to thought? Do we believe it necessary “to scorn delights and live labor- ious days”? Our ancestors have made this nation a glorious republic. We have taken our place among the world powers. We have achieved supremacy commercially, socially, educationally, only after long years of heart-breaking sacrifice and toil. Is all this to prove in vain? Is the United States to fail because of the indifference of its citizens? These are the questions which are before the youth today. They may ask, “How can we help?” “What are our shortcomings?” The answer is “Learn the meaning of industry, real work, both physi- cal and mental.” Industry, according to Webster, is steady application to labor or business, systematic labor or habitual employment, but a truer definition of the finest kind of industry is diligent devotion to a task. This second definition implies love of one’s work derived from the pleasure of doing it, not for what material gain one may get from it. What task worthy of diligent devotion confronts the high school student? A definite and im- perative one, primarily that of obtaining an education, but secondly and even more important than the first, the task of preparing himself for the struggle of life by applying his education to the end that he may make a real contribution to the progress of the world. The truly industrious pupil realizes this at once. He realizes that his school life, if it is properly employed, will bring innumerable benefits and advantages. He studies with a zeal for study, being aware of the fact that the better he is prepared for the struggle of life, the more easily will he overcome the obstacles which will confront him. But thousands flock to our schools each year merely to get a diploma which they foolishly be- lieve will secure them a position where they will draw high pay and be required to do little or no work. Why is it that we give so much thought to “getting by,” and so little to work; so much to marks and so little to real improvement? Are the great thinkers of the nation justified in so con- demning the youth of today? If this is true of the student in high school, what of the young man who has already left school and has plunged headlong into the business of life? What should his attitude be? Today more than ever before a young man should realize that he cannot loaf about and trust in his lucky star to clothe and feed him, and boldly declare that the world owes him a living. He should realize that the world owes him nothing that he does not earn, that in this life a man gets about what he is worth and he must render an equivalent for what is given him. Furthermore, he should realize that there are more weighty problems facing the world today than ever before, prob- lems which demand clear thinking, — the hardest kind of work man does. What does he find on all sides? Superficiality, snapshot judgments, and the ever-increasing cry, less work and more pay. Does the average youth regard work merely as a means of earning a livelihood, a disagreeable necessity, thereby keeping himself from a thorough realization of the beauty and nobility of his work? Does he realize that it is dignified, that he is not the slave of work but that work is his servant? It makes no difference if one is a ditch-digger or a Wall Street broker, the supreme hap- piness of a man’s life is to find the pursuit whi:h afTords him employment, with happiness. This loyal devotion to one’s task produces uncounted advantages. Chances of advancement are increased; undreamed of capacities are discovered in himself. The inexpressible satisfaction of a work well done is his. He returns to his home not worn out from the day’s drudgery, but a proud and intensely happy man, looking forward with joyous anticipation to the morrow. A Boston lawyer, eminent in his profession, who at eighty years of age was trying cases be- fore the Supreme Court, when asked what in his long life he had enjoyed the most, quickly and emphatically answered — “WORK.” A man’s attitude toward his work usually determines how he will use his leisure time. If he is devoted to his work, he will employ his leisure profitably, for he has learned to value time; but if he dislikes his work or is lazy he will look upon leisure as time to be devoted solely to amusement. To- day, with our greatly improved and rapidly moving industrial system, it is possible for one to com- plete a task in a very short space of time, and leisure becomes a compulsory gift for one to do with it what he will. Leisure is correctly defined as a time for doing something useful, but if it is used unwisely dt becomes a curse instead of a blessing. More than two hundred years ago Bunyan said, “An idle man’s brain is the devil’s workshop.” Is this less true today? The aimless idler uses his leisure Klghteen time for doing nothing; gradually tiring of his own company he seeks the companionship of others of his type and usually finds them. Before long he not only is idle in leisure time but abhors any form of work, and too often becomes a criminal. You have only to glance at the front page of any morning paper to find appalling proof of this. The lazy person stands outside of God’s plan, outside of the ordained scheme of things, outside of the great natural law which has ordained work for life. The earth will bring forth fruit of it- self while man sleeps and rises, but before that there must have been preparatory toil; ploughing, sowing and weeding, and when nature has done all. there must still be labor, the labor of harvest; reaping, gathering and winnowing. Yet if a man will do nothing for his farm his farm will do nothing for him. Human life and the whole order of society are maintained by labor, and he who will not work has no place in the social scheme. The majority of the young people of America accept leisure merely as a time for being idle, for acquiring lazy habits. Rarely do they regard it as the time for improving themselves intel- lectually. They are entirely oblivious of the fact that with this improved civilization many com- plicated world problems have arisen, that these problems will have a direct bearing upon their own lives and that they owe it to their country to study them and be prepared. Yet if more leisure time should present itself, they would still employ it for idleness, or foolish pleasures. That is why great thinkers say we arc superficial, idle, childish. Let us honestly ask ourselves the question, have we ever employed our leisure time for real, hard, serious thinking? So potent a factor has man’s industry been in the life of our nation that its triumphs defy ade- quate description. It has been its glory to overcome obstacles. It has mastered the secrets of nature and turned them to uses of power and beauty. From the shapeless quarries it has hewn the granite to build our thriving cities and from the sunless mines forged the steel to frame our skyscrapers and sends forth its roar of triumph from a million fac- tories. It achieves grander victories than the conqueror, for it converts his battlefields into gardens and erects monuments significant of better things. Thus one sees that we are a powerful nation industrially. But are we to be satisfied with mere industrial success? Can we not realize that we must offer more to civilization; the advancement of spiritual and social ideals. Perhaps the greatest fault of the nation today is that it is too easily satisfied with industrial success. Before our time, however, and until lately America has set a high standard of advancement for the world. Witness our republican form of government and the unequalled constitution on which it is based; Monroe Doctrine, the Emancipation Proclamation, the immortal document which gave freedom to an entire race, and in recent years the League of Nations promulgated by Woodrow Wilson, which aims at the great goal of world peace. Does the youth of the nation realize these things? All about us a tremendous social revolution is going on and we are unmindful of it. When the time comes demanding real diplomacy and clear thinking are we of the younger generation to fail miserably, or are we to prepare ourselves now for the struggle ahead, by settling down to real study of the problems upon which the future of civilization depends? Fellow Classmates: Three years of work in the Somerville High School are behind us and a life of work before us. We shall find that life is a business and even those of us who cross the threshold with vigorous minds and bodies and eager for the fray will find that the business of life is a man’s work and is serious enough at best, but for those who shamble across the stage it will prove a grim and re- lentless warfare. Yet the pages of history fairly bristle with the names of those who have made good against odds: Steinmetz, Edison, Snowden, the gallant little Chancellor of the Exchequer of the Labor Party in England. In waging the warfare of life it is not the weapon that counts, it is the man who wields the weapon. It matters not whether we come to the conflict with our minds prepared for college work or with hand and mind prepared for the life of business, but it is of eternal concern that we come with a heart that dares the fight and with a will that will never accept defeat. Some of us may say, “We know that we have not used our time wisely in the past. We know that we have been content with low standards, content with just getting by; we know that we have taken all good gifts so generously offered bv our city as a matter of course, calmly ignoring the fact that we have given but little in return” — we know all this, you and I, and knowing this, I say to you now, “Let the dead past bury its dead.” Let us waste no time in idle repining, but let us be up and doing. Let us choose our life work carefully in order that we may do good work, for we owe it to our- selves, to our country, and to our God to do that and our work shall be a reproduction of the finest qualities in us. Let idleness and laziness have no place in our lives. Let us all strive to do our best. Let us usefully apply our leisure time to the many obstacles which will challenge and confront us and will demand our utmost to surmount them. Then, and only then will we realize the dignity of: “Work, the Titan; Work, the friend, Shaping the earth to a glorious end, Draining the swamps and blasting the hills, Doing whatever the Spirit wills — Rending a continent apart. To answer the dream of the Master’s heart. Thank God for a world where none may shirk — Thank God for the splendor of work!” Nineteen CLASS THE WOK LI By Doris The World is ours! Its standards, its ideals Are ours to hold aloft. Its hopes, its schemes Are ours to carry out. Its burdens, its trials Are ours to bear anew. Its sorrows, its griefs Are ours to overcome. The World is ours — Ours to do with What we will. The world is only What we make it. Perhaps it may be deadening toil an:l struggle That draws us in And grinds ambition from us — Grinds out The love of right, The hatred of all wrong; Grinds in A sense of evil, Acceptance of the bad. Perhaps it is a huge cinema And we but shadows On the screen of life, Shadows Without heart Without feeling — Lifeless shadows On a lifeless stage. But the world IS ours! We can conquer its hardships. We can make it A place of joy. of beauty. We can gain from it The best that it has to give. Success is ours, Happiness is ours If we but will it — We have youth, And we have vigor, We can bend and sway It the way we wish. The World is ours — What matter That others have failed To scale the heights? Their failure is not ours. What matter CLASS (To be sung to the tune of I By Crawford H. The leaf is turned, a fruitful chapter Is now ended in our lives. And before us gleams so whitely, A fiesh page to now inscribe. Hope and faith, we bow before thee; All embodied in these halls. May we con that finished chapter In days when memory may invite, And review with added pleasure, Scenes and friends, with fresh delight. Friendship, we do bow before thee; All embodied in these halls. But the fresh leaf lies before us; May it stay without a stain; May the record be a true one POEM IS OURS Siegel If others have found they could not Stand beneath its blows? We can hold oui selves Firm, Immovable, Upright, Youth - against the world. Against the sin and crime of greed and wrong. Against the overwhelming jealousies of the human race. Youth - for right and truth, For honesty and justice, For nobility of soul and spirit. We can win! We can win! Behind us lies the well-known Careless days of play and work, Days bubbling over with golden youth. Before us lies the unknown, A world that calls With challenging voice to us, “Arise and meet me!” Your paths are strewn with hardships. You may stumble over them. You have high ideals. You may lose them. You have great hopes. You may not attain them. 1 am yours. Shall I lead and you follow? Or will you bend me low? A challenge thrown to us. We catch it, we hear it And this is our answer. Exultantly we repeat, “The World is ours! But triumphantly we acclaim God is ours! His light is here to guide us. His spirit deep within us, His justice in our eyes, His kindness in our hearts, His glory in our being.” Then let each and all of us resolve By His guidance we will walk; With His help we will strive; Through His spirit we will conquer. And our quest shall be completed And our victory won! ODE [ymn to St. Catherine.) MacMillan For the learning we have gained. Knowledge, we do bow before thee; All embodied in these halls. May we strive with lasting vigor Treasures great in life to gain. Nor thrust upon our shoulders failure, And on our Alma Mater, shame. Courage, we do bow before thee; All embodied in these walls. Hope and faith, friendship, knowledge, Courage, too, we here have gained. We are sorry now to leave thee, With our joy there mingles pain. Alma Mater, we beseech thee, May’st thou ever with us stav! Twenty CLASS WILL 1931 We, the Graduating Class of nineteen hundred and thirty-one of the Somerville High School, being, in our own estimation of sound mind and memory, do designate the following as our last will and testa- ment:— 1. To the Class of 1932 we bequeath for one short year the rule supreme of the Somerville High School. 2. To the incoming Juniors we give over the entire third floor with the hope that their legs will survive the strain of the 8.29 o’clock dash. 3. To the Class of 1934 we bequeath our purple banner. Take good care of it for it has many more years to serve. 4. To those reciting in Room 105 we give the free band and orchestra con- certs. 5. To the gumchewers we leave the gum to be found on the under side of any desk which in our hasty de- parture we neglected to inspect. 6. To our future chemists we give over the chemistry laboratories and their equipment with the expectant desire that they (the chemists, not the lab- oratories), will not blow themselves to pieces experimenting with the afore-mentioned equipment. I. To Mr. Brennan’s Biology classes we leave the aquarium. Perhaps they will be able to discover why the gold- fish die. 8. To Miss Teele we leave all the erasers which have been returned to her by her grateful pupils. What would we have done without them? D. To Mr. Hosmer we leave the delight- ful (?) task of making fifteen units for college for desperate Seniors out of thirteen. He has succeeded thus far (he’s an algebra teacher) and we wish him continued success. 10. To the athletes-to-be we hand down the somewhat mud-bespattered foot- ball and base-ball togs. We wish them luck in obtaining their correct sizes. II. To next year’s Radiator staff we give over the honor of publishing this most excellent paper. We trust that they will meet with success when at- tempting to secure subscriptions from uninterested pupils and adver- tisements from less interested mer- chants. 12. To the Debating Societies we leave the as yet undecided question, ‘‘Re- solved: That Capital Punishment should be abolished in Massachu- setts.” Perhaps they will be able to submit the missing, winning argu- ments on one side or the other. 13. To all those that need them, we give over the time-worn excuses: “My clock was slow”; “The car broke down”; “I was absent yesterday,” etc. They (not the excuses but the pupils) have our heartfelt sympathy while using them. 14. To the stenographically inclined we give the work of secretarial training in the superintendent’s office. (It isn’t as bad as it sounds). 15. To the cashiers in the lunch room we leave the privilege of obliging some inconsiderate youth by changing a two-dollar bill with only dimes and nickels in the register and a line two miles (?) long waiting behind him. 16. To the school in general we give what remains in the “lost and found” drawer after we, the Graduating Class, have taken what we wish. 17. As our last bequest, to all who come after us, we leave our most cherished possession, the Somerville High School with its teachers and stand- ards, the former beloved for having kept before us the latter. In testimony whereof, we hereunto set our hand and seal, and declare this to be our last will and testament, in the pres- ence of the undersigned witnesses, this twenty-eighth day of May in the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and thirty-one. Signed by its executor, Winifred Small. Witnesses: Eda Johnson Lucius Packard Frank Wilkins Twcnty-o«ie Ahern. Melvin 9 Wisconsin Avenue. Col- lege Course. The head of the proces- sion. Albano, Mary (19 Joy Street. Commer- cial Course. When one remains modest, not after praise, but after blame, then is she really So. Allen. Frances “Tommy,” 289 Medford Street. Normal Course; Prose Club; Senior Play: Players' Club. •Expression is active: beauty is res pose. Anderson. Dorothy “Dokey,” 1 'i- Willow Ave- nue. General Course: National Honor Society; Proctor; Dank Worker. We have much to enjoy in the quiet and retire- ment of our own tliouf hts. Andrews. Marie “Merrie, 11 Hailey Street- Normal Co’urse; Glee Club. We live in deeds, not years; In thoughts, not breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial. Arata. Beatrice “Bee. 82 Wilton Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker; Poetry Club; Year Book Staff. Not in the clamor of the crowded street. Not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, But in ourselves arc tri- umph and defeat. Armstrong. Audrey 1 Comvell Street. Com- mercial Course; Poetry Club. ’Tis impious pleasure to delight in harm. And beauty should be hind, as well as charm. Arzillo. Frank “Chi,” 728 Broadway. Commercial Course; Foot- ball; Baseball; Track. would not anticipate the relish of any happiness, nor feel the weight of any misery before it actu- ally arrives. Twenty-1 wo Ayers, Pauline Polly. 74 Morrison Ave- nue. Commercial Course: Hank Treasurer; Hank Worker. Ambition is our idol, on whose wings Great minds ore carry’d only to extreme: To be sublimely great, or to be nothing. Azar, Richard “Dick,” $55 Highland Avenue. Commercial Course ; Hand ; Track ; Football; Glee Club; Webster Debating Club. The true, strong, and sound mind is the man that can embrace equally great things and small. Rabin, Eugene “Gene,” 4$ Partridge Avenue. General Course. An ounce of mirth is worth a pound of sor- ro7 c . Raker, Irving “Charlie,” 50 Meacham Road. Commercial Course; Football; Bank; Track; Baseball. Too much rest becomes i pain. Baker, Robert Bob. 227 Willow Ave- nue. General Course; Baseball; Football; Traf- fic Squad; Track. hare alu-ays thought the actions of men the best interpreters of their own thoughts. Banks, Lois Lo.” 15 Hawthorne Street. Bank Worker; Poetry Club. It’s good to be merry and wise. It’s good to be honest and true. Barnard. Nathan Barney,” 26 Sargent Avenue. General Course. Error is a hardy plant; it flourishes in every soil. Baroni. Kiln ! Jaques Street. Commer- cial Course: Italian Club; Poetry Club. Cheerful company shortens the miles. Twenty-three Barr, William ‘•Bill. • � Ossipcc Road. General Course. This is llu' thing that was horn to do. Barry. Catherine ‘‘Kay.” 63-A Oak Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker; Glee Club; Poetry Club; Prose Club. A most beguiling little maiden. Bassett. Evelyn Ev. 12 Cedar Street. Commercial Course. :; is as sunny as her golden hair indicates, and as happy and pleasant as her smile. Basteri, Alfred “Al,” 2 Edward Wilson Square. General Course; Traffic Squad; Italian Club, 2; Baseball; Bank Worker. Who to himself is laic. no law doth need; Offends no laic, and is a king indeed. Bates. Eleanor “Ellic,” 51 Ibbctson Street. Normal Course. There's nothing ill that eon dwell in such t temple. Batsilas, James “Jimmy,” 1 Medford Street. College Course. . thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated to the bettering of my mind. Bean. Mary Mae.” 6 West Street. Commercial Course. A merry smile introduc- ing a pleasant disposition. Bell. Florene “Flo,” 60 Cameron Ave- nue. Commercial Course; National Honor Society; Bank Worker. Nothing succeeds like success. Twenty-four Bianehi, Oriana Benjamin. Edna II Powder House Boule- vard. Commercial Course; Sophomore Glee Club. I have no oilier bill a woman's reason. Berry, Frederick “Imp,” 121 Temple Street. General Course; Traffic. Squad, 2, 3; Senior Orchestra; Band; Glee Club; Room Treasurer, 1 ; Bank Worker. Learning by study must be icon, ’twas ne’er en- tailed from son to son. Berth rung, Edson “Count. 29 Whitfield Road. Scientific Course; Traffic Squad, 2, 3. From loicest place when virtuous things proceed. The place is dignified by the doer's deed. Bertolucci, Carol “Bert,” 9 Jaques Street. (iencral Course; T rafiic Squad. lie is well paid who is •ell satisfied. Anne.” 67 Church Street. Commercial Course Poetry Club. Follow pleasure, and then will pleasure flee; Flee pleasure, and pleas- ure will follow thee. Billings, Sumner “Bill,” 33 College Hilt Road. General Course. Tel the ivorld slide, Let the world go; A fig for care, And a fig for woe.. Bishop, John “Bish, 49 Morrison Avc nue. General Course; Band; Orchestra Players” Club; Senior Play. We've no guest ion as to- ll is success in the future,, especially on the stage. Black. Urban “ Black ie. 26 Spencer Avenue. General Course; Room Treasurer, 1 ; Track; Room Proctor, 1 Baseball; Traffic Squad,. Class Day Officer. A man is what he is, not' what men say he is. Twenty-five- Blumsack. Florence “Flo,” 20-A Otis Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker; Drill Leader. Good I hin gs should be praised. Blundell. Jessie 138 Morrison Avenue. General Course. Much study is a weariness to the flesh. Booth, Elsa “Buzz,” 128 Curtis Street. Commercial Course; Glee Club; Room Proctor. With happy laugh she always greets you, ever smiling, never blue. Borsini, Julian “Borzinj,” 25 Warwick Street. College Course: Poetry Club. Some people talk too much. He doesn’t talk at all. Bottini, Mildred Milly.” 58 Myrtle Street. Commercial Course; Field Hockey; Perfect Attend- ance; Bank. A smile a day keeps the blues away. Bowen, .Millard “Mill,” 1° Highland Ave- nue. Commercial Course; Bank Treasurer. May the joy which you give others I:ind its way back to you. Bradley. William 101 Flint Street. General Course; Prose Club; Poetry Club; Traffic Squad. Smiles are the language of love. Brandin, Elna “Hunka,” 14 Day Street. Commercial Course; Traf- fic Squad; Bank Worker; Proctor , Glee Club; Class Day Officer. Merrily, merrily, shall I live on. Twenty six Brown, .Mildred Red,” 181 Lowell Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker; Poetry Club. A red. white and blue girl: Red hair, 'white rec- ord, and a true-blue friend. Brundige. Margaret Manly, 12 W'indom Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker. All who joy would win must share it. Happiness 'was born a twin. Buckley, Walter Buck. So Lowell Street. Commercial Course: Bas- ketball. Young fellozes will be young fellows. Buckley. William Bill. 32 Bailey Road. Scientific Course; Con- tributor to Poets’ Corner of Radiator. Attempt the end, and never stand to doubt; Nothing's so hard but search will find it out. Bucuvalas, Constance 108 Hudson Street. Com- mercial Course; Spanish Club. All that we see or have seen Is but a dream within a dream. BufTum. Ruth Ruthie,” 34 Highland Avenue. College Course; Poetry Club; National Honor Society, 2, 3; Graduating with Honor. Never a girl so willing Never a girl so kind. Bullock, Thomas Tom.” 8 Howe Street. Scientific Course; Web- ster Debating Society. like tranquil solitude and such society As is quiet, wise, and good. Bunney, Hazel Hey! Hey!”, 38 Fen- wick Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker; Proctor. 3. Good humor is one of the best articles of dress one can wear in society. Twenty-seven Burke. Thomas “Tommy, 36 Line Street. Commercial Course; Traffic Squad; Cross Country; Room Treas urer; Hank Worker. And when a lady’s in the ease, yon know all other things give place. Burns, Dorothy Debe.” 26 Hamlet Street. General Course; National Honor Society; Hank Worker; Radiator Rep- resentative; Class Day Officer; Spanish Club; Graduating with Honor. We like her and we’ll re- member her because oj her reedy smile; because she is the same to all and at all times. 'Cabral, Joseph Joe. 8 Morrison Ave- nue. General Course; Traffic Squad; Radiator Representative; Proctor; Treasurer; Football; Basketball; Track; Base- ball. A little nonsense now and then is relished by the ■best of men. Cadematori. Lydia 197 College Avenue. Gen- eral Course; Glee Club; Hank Treasurer; Poetry Club. Good luck attend you. Caldwell, Charles 23 Gilman Terrace. Sci- entific Course. I’irtue is bold, and good- ness never fearful. Callahan. Marguerite Peggy. 9 Willoughby Street. Normal Course. If all the year were holi- days. to sport would be as tedious as to work. Cameron, .Mildred “Milly.” 28 Grant Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker. Happy am I. from care I’m free; Oh, why aren't you all contented like me: Campagna, Ameleto Camp. 28 Mansfield Street. General Course; School Artist; Radiator Staff Artist; Year Hook Staff; Junior Issue Staff Artist; Traffic Squad; Sketch Club. Alzvays happy, always the same; keep it up. you'll win the game. Twenty-eight Campbell. Kenneth “Ken. 7 Kenncson Road. College Course; Football; Poetry Club; Webster Debating Society; Prose Club. And 11: us he bore toil li- on I abase The grand old name of gentleman. CannifT, Francis “Kay.” 195 Summer Street. College Course. What a life! What a life! Card. Frances “Fran.” 17 Cambria Street. College Course; National Honor Society; Poetry Club. Disposition so lovable an:! fine. Hfficicnt and capable in every line. Carey, Kathleen “Kay. 120 Central Street. Commercial Course; Players’ Club; Senior Play; Poetry Club. An outward and visible sign of an imoard grace. Carter, Eugene “Gene,” 20 Heath Street. Scientific Course. Good sense and good nature are never sepa- rated. Casagrande, Rose 101 Woodstock Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker; Typewrit- ing Awards. A face with gladness overspread ! Soft smiles, by human kindness bred! Casale. Louise 1.4)ii,” M Knapp Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker; Poetry Club; Prose Club. She who has health, has hope; and she who has hope, has everything. Casey, Helen Curley,” 21 Vermont Avenue. Commercial Course; Bank Worker; Poetry Club; Prose Club. A sunny disposition is her treasure. Twenty-nine Casey, John “Kicko, 15 Otis Street. General Course. A merry heart makelh a cheerful countenance. Catanzano. Dante “Kitty. 3 Calvin Street. General Course; Proc- tor 1. Common sense in an un- common degree is what the world calls wisdom. Censullo, John “Johnny. 19-� Broadway. Scientific Course. The noblest mind the best contentment has. Chandler, Lawrence “Laurie,” 11 Tennyson Street. General Course; Traffic Squad, 2, 3; Base- hall; Track; Prose Club; Basketball; Room Treas- urer, 2. As night the life inclining stars best shows. So lives obscure the star- riest souls disclose. ('hapin, Bessie 45 Prichard Avenue. Commercial Course; Room Proctor, 1 ; Poetry Club. The perfect friend; a girt who listens rather than talks. Is obliging, and at the same time sweet and natu- ral. Chapman. .Martha 1!) Brastow Avenue. Col- lege Course; Poetry Club; Prose Club; National Honor Society, 3; Gradu- ating with Honor. She makes someone hap- pier every day ll'ijh her radiant and cheery way. Chase, Robert 2 Moore Street. Scien- tific Course. He hath a stout heart and a resolute ivill. Childs, Shirley Sliirl, 28 Highland Avenue. Normal Course; Prose Club; National Honor Society; Glee Club; Graduating with Honor. Blessed is she who has the gift for making friends, Tor it is one of Cod's best gifts. Thirty Chinchiolo, Frank “Val,” 07 Grant Street. College Course; National Honor Society, 2. 3; Graduating with Honor. They are nerer alone that are accompanied by noble thoughts. Chisholm, Betty 13 Montgomery Avenue. Commercial Course; Room Treasurer; Glee Club; Traffic Squad. 1 : Basketball; Bank Worker ; Poetry Club ; Prose Club. She aims not to be won- drous wise. Only to be jolly in all folks’ eyes. Christian. Marion “Blondie,” 11� ' Walnut Street. College Course; Girls’ Swimming Club; Poetry Club. The most manifest sign of wisdom is cheerful- ness. Chute, Elaine “Sonny,” 40 Connecticut Avenue. Commercial Course; Trallic Squad, 2: Radiator Representative. A wide-spreading, hope- ful disposition is your true umbrella in this vale of tears. Cincotta, Lawrence “Larry,” 8!) Central Street. General Course. There is always 'work, and tools to 'work with, for those who will. Clapp, Roger “Roge,” 25 Paulina Street. College Course. Common sense is not a common thing. Clements, Zona � 1 Monmouth Street. Gen- eral Course. Live each day as though you may never see the morning come again. Codispoti. Theresa “Teddie, 50 Trull Street. General Course; Glee Club. Her smile is always ready no matter how rainy the day. She just lets a smile be her umbrella.” Thirty-one Coe, Robert “Bob,” 12 Thurston Street. General Course: Traffic Squad; Track; Glee Club; Basketball. One who cheers us when we're blue. One whose friendship is most true. Cohen. Doris “Dor. II Dartmouth Street. Normal Course; National Honor Society: Radiator Representative; Assistant Thrift Repre- sentative. hare a heart with room for every joy. Colhath, Edith “Edic, 330-A Highland Avenue. General Course; Bank Worker. A quiet young lady and a capable one. alzcays ready to (five a word of praise or encouragement. Cole. Claire 1G7 Lowell Street. Com- mercial Course. Basket- ball; Poetry Club; As- sistant Proctor; Bank Worker. Sociable and pleasant ; always ready to latujh. Collins, Norman Norm. 12 Lowell Street. General Course; Room Treasurer. He was never a grind at his studies, but he will surprise us soon! Collins, Robert “Bob,” 13ti Lowell Street. College Course; Tennis Captain 3; Proctor; Glee Club. Sigh no more, ladiesf sigh no more. Colorusso, Ralph Cal.” 11 Franklin Street. Commercial Course; Orchestra; Band; Glee Club; Traffic Squad; Radiator Representative. He grant, although lie had much wit, He was very shy of using it. Colpus, Herbert “Scotty,” I Wellington Avenue. College Course; Track Team. Talent is that which is in a man’s pozoer; genius is that in whose power a man is. Thirty-two Colwell. Katherine Kay, 42-A Prescott Street. Commercial Course. Friendship improves hap- piness, and lessens misery, by doubling our joy and dividing our grief. Colwell. Kenneth Ken. 42-A Prescott Street. General Course. Wise to resolve and patient to perform. Conlin. Grace “Bud. 21 Pembroke Street. General Course; Glee Club; Bank Worker; Girls- Athletic Associa- tion. Who in all things is wise and just. Connolly, Dennis Denny, 1-5 Fountain Avenue. Commercial Course; Bank Worker; Baseball; Traffic Squad: Basketball. He valiant, but not loo venturous. Connolly, Florence 58 Central Street. Col- lege Course; Poetry Club; Prose Club; Sec- retary. National Honor Society. Xature designed her to be of good eheer. Conway, David Muscles,” 57 Columbus Avenue. General Course; Traffic Squad; Proctor; Basketball; Bank Worker;. Band. Shall I. like a hermit„ dwell on a roek, or in a eel I? Cook, Constance “Connie,” 23- R Otis Street. General Course; Bank Worker. Mix a friendly smile, good looks and a pleas- ing personality. Introduces Connie with- out formality. Cook, Dorothy Dot,” 68 Pearson Road. Commercial and General Course; Glee Club. They're only truly great who arc truly good. Thirty-three Corbett, Edward “Eddie, 49-A Porter Street. General Course; Baseball; Basketball. Wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast. Costa, Mary “Lightnin’,” 3 Boston Street. Commercial Course; Basketball; Radi- ator Representative; As- sistant Bank Treasurer and Room Proctor 1 ; Spanish Club; Italian Club; Bank Worker. Whence all around me flows the air so brightly? Cotter, James “Stretch,” 65 Belmont Street. College Course; Debating 2; Proctor. 3; Track; Poetry Club. The mildest man is with the bravest heart Cotter, John “Johnny,” 25 Autumn Street. General Course; Proctor 1; Track; Traf- fic Squad 1, 2; Baseball ; Room Treasurer; Poetry Club. What he feels and not what he docs, honors a man. Coughlin. William Coffee,” 78 Albion Street. Scientific Course; Baseball 2. 3. Truth is truth to the end of reckoning. Coutts, William “Bill.” It Pembroke Street. Commercial Course; Band; Traffic Squad 1, 2, •«; Proctor 1. 2; Track; Glee Club; Bank Worker. All things 1 thought I knev but now confess, The more I know, I know I know the less. Coyne. Thomas Tom.” 65 Highland Road. Commercial Course; Glee Club; Football; Basket- ball; Poe'.ry Club; Track. Must I leave this pleasant spot? Crandall, Hilda “Lil.” 10 Thorndike Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker; Glee Club; Typewriting Award; Basketball. Softness of smile indicates softness of character. Thirty-four trimmings, Francis Fran.” 212 Powder House Boulevard. College Course: Football. A'othiiif is impossible to industry. Crocker. Myrtle “Blondie,” • • Fairmount Avenue. Commercial Course; Bank Worker. A charming girl zvith knowing eyes. That make you think she’s zvoiulrous zvise. Cronin, Joseph 10-� Beacon Street. Col- lege Course. Employment, sir. and hardships prevent melan- choly. Crosby. Barbara “Bub,” 12 School Street. General Course: Proctor 2 And her face so fair, stirr'd zvith her dreams, as rosc-!caz'es zvith the air. Crouse, Charles “Charlie,” 4(5 Simpson Avenue. Commercial Course; Band; Orchestra; T raffic Squad; Webster Debating Society. IIis only fault is that he has no fault. Cunningham. Arthur Art, 69 Prospect Street. General Course; Cross Country; Orchestra; Track; Baseball. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind? Curley, Stephen Steve, 12 Calvin Street. General Course. Of manners gentle, of af- fections mild: in zvit : man. simplicity a child. Currie, Donald “Don, !• Campbell Park. College Course; Football; Basketball: Traffic Squad. Amusement is as neces- sary to man as labor. Thirty-five Cushing, Mary “Pal, 9 Knapp Street. Commercial Course; Glee Club; Poetry Club; Prose Club. Trifles make perfection, but — perfection is no trifle. Daley. Leonard “Lenny,” 115 Sycamore Street. General Course. IVha I a lot of pleasure his smiles give! D’Andrea. Cheslie “Chet.” 45 Victoria Street. Normal Course; Bank Treasurer ; Proctor ; Class Day Officer; Senior Play ; Staff Artist; Players Club. Wit ami Zi'is.!om are horn with a man. Dangora. Richard “Dick,” 29 Alpine Street. General Course. Youth comes but once in a lifetime. Davey, Myrtle Myrte,” 15 Dell Street. General Course; Glee Club; Bank Worker; As- sistant Proctor. Happy am I and free from care. Davis, Lucille 24 Melvin Street. Normal Course 1. 2, 5; Class Sec- retary ; National Honor Society; Students' Coun- cil ; Graduating with Honor. A loyal friend is a price- less blessing. Day, Everett Professor,” 92 Lowell Street. Scientific Course; Traffic Squad; Webster Debating Society; Senior Play Committee; Second Debating Team; Class Proctor. Success is the result of persistent effort. Dean, Florence Flossie. 57 Heath Street. General Course; National Honor Society; Bank Worker; Graduat- ing with Honor. Friendly, helpful and truly kind— Quite as nice as you’ll ever find. U ljlrly-� ix Delmastro, James “Jimmy,” 328 Lowell Street. General Course. For he's a jolly good fel- low. Dennett, Willard “Dcnty.” 18 Waterhouse Street. Commercial Course; Students’ Coun- cil 3; Senior Play; Proc- tor 3; Poetry Club; Radiator Representative: Players’ Club. Flushes ore the color of virtue. Dente, Anthony “'Pony,” 18 Beech Street. General Course; National Honor Society; Spanish Club; Bank Treasurer. His wind his kingdom, and his will his laze. DeSimone. Yolanda “Vi,” 578 Somerville Ave- nue. Commercial Course: Bank Worker; Basket- ball; Italian Club 2. Her personality so charm- ing. and flashing brozt-n eyes Jl’ith her delightful swi'e. brings many friends nigh. Destefano, Jennie “Jenn,” 31 Grant Street. Commercial Course; Glee Club; Bank Worker; As- sistant Proctor 2. She’s charming to know. Dicecca, Eleanor 83 Boston Street. General Course; Prose Club; Poetry Club. Quite as good natured as any girl could he. Dickey. Margaret “Peggie,” 31 Puritan Road. Commercial Course; Poetry Club; Bank Worker. A lovely girl is above all rank. Dillon, Geraldine Gerry.” 18(5 Pearl Street. Commercial Course; Traf- fic Squad ; Bank Worker; President, Girls' Debating Society; Corresponding Secretary, Players’ Club; Class Day Officer. Her little longue teas never still. Talk it must, and talk it will. Thirty-«even Dillon, Mary 18 Richdale Avenue. Com- mercial Course; Glee Club; Bank Worker. She is a mix lire of pep and (food fun. I)i Napoli, John “Johnnie,” 20 Jay Street. General Course; Track; Baseball. Thus steer my hark, and sail. On even keel, with gentle gale. Dinjian, Catherine Kay,” 982 Broadway. Commercial Course. She is a phantom of de- light. Dionne. Helen Frenchy. 17 Cottage Avenue. General Course; Glee Club; Poetry Club; Bank Worker; Gym Leader; Class Day Of- ficer. Enjoy what yon have, hope for what you lack. Diosy, Margaret Muntzi,” Ml Hillsdale Road. General Course. Class Day Officer; Sketch Club; Staff Artist; Glee Club. Her charm lies in gentle reserve. Diskin. Joseph “Joe,” •!'} Lexington Ave- nue. College Course; Band ; Orchestra ; Poetry Club; Baseball; Traffic Squad. A little nonsense now and then is relished by the best of men. Dodge, Warren 1’� Oakland Avenue. Col- lege Course. Nothing will ever be at- tempted if all possible objections are not first overcome. Doheney, Edward “Ed. f) Autumn Street. College Course; Traffic Squad; Poetry Club. A jolly companion; a bet- ter friend you could never find. Thirty-eight Doherty, Harold “Casev,” 51 Joy Street. Commercial Course. This was the truest war- rior that ever buckled stvord. Doherty, John “Jack,” (! Everett Avenue. General Course; Baseball; Track; Traffic Squad; Football. His sunshine plays upon thee. Dolhen. Arthur “Art,” 55 Ossipee Road. Scientific Course; As- sistant Football Manager; Room Proctor; Room Treasurer. An affable and courteous gentleman. Doncaster, Walter “Donk,” 70 Garrison Ave- nue. General Course; Track .'1; Baseball 3: Traffic Squad; Bank Worker. ’Tis deeds must win the price. Donnine, Doris “Dot,” 13 Morgan Street. Normal Course; Poetry Club 3; Basketball 2. The mildest manners and the gentlest heart. Donovan, Alice II Sixth Street, Medford. General Course; Basket- ball; Hockey; Prose Club; Girls’ Swimming Club. Better by far you should forget and smile, Than that you should re- member and be sad. Donovan, Catherine “Kay.” 13 Clarendon Avenue. General Course; Field Hockey 2; Girls’ Swimming Club. Whatever is worth doing at all Is worth doing well. Doolin. James “Sonny,” 171 Summer Street. College Course; Class President 1. 2, 3; National Honor Society; Webster Debating Society; Graduating with Honor. Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown. Thirty-nln� Dooner, Jearitiette •50 Alston Street. Com- mercial Course; Glee Club. A face with gladness overspread Soft smiles, by human kindness bred. Dow. Benjamin Bennie,” 22 Walnut Street. College Course; Proctor; National Honor Society; Poetry Club. Clever without showing it. Charming without know- ing it. Dow, Esther “Dud,” HI Electric Ave- nue. General Course; Poetry Club. I find earth not gray but rosy. Heaven not grim but fair of hue. Downing, John 11 Carlton Street. General Course; Traffic Squad; Room Treasurer; Foot- ball: Proctor; Track; Class Day Officer. A friend in need is a friend indeed. Driscoll, Margaret “Peg.” 101 Glen Street. Normal Course; Prose Club; Poetry Club; Italian Club. Life without laughing is- a dreary blank. Druntniey, Edward “Eddie,” 13 Pinckney Strcet. Commercial. Course; Traffic Squad; Bank Treasurer; Proc- tor ; Bank Worker. Pa i rest and best adorned is he who is clothed in humility. Duggan. Katherine “Kay,” 8 School Street. Commercial Course; Glee Club; Poetry Club. Popular with one and all. Dundon. Dorothea Dottie,” Ml-A Medfortf Street. General Course; Proctor; Glee Club; National Honor Society; Poetry Club; Prose Club. Gracious, generous, amf altraetivc, with a delight- ful sense of humor. Tony Duva. Marietta “Etta. M Grant Street. Normal Course: Perfect Attendance; Italian Club: Poetry Club. For she was just the quiet type. Whose nature never varies. Dwyer, Cecilia “Sis. 2 Cypress Street. Commercial Course: Orchestra: Glee Club; Poetry Club; Junior Play. Always cheerful: her sunny disposition will briny her heaps of suc- cess. Ebinger. Carl “Ebbv, Elm Street. General Course; Track ; Baseball; Sketch Club; Swimming. ‘The smile that won’! come off. Eddy. Charles 13 Cooney Street. Gen- eral Course. Not pretentious. Really conscientious. Edmunds, Elaine “I.ainc, 5 Oakland Ave- nue. College Preparatory Course; Poetry Club; Prose Club; Senior Play Usher. Quiet, modern, sweet— A combination you just can't beat. Edwards. Anna Anne. 39-A Walnut Street. General Course. Kindness is wisdom. There is none in life, lint needs it and may learn. Edwards. Margaret “Eddie,” 27 Ellington Road. Commercial Course; Glee Club; Poetry Club; Bank Worker. As good be out of the world as out of fashion. Eldredge, Dorothy “Dot.” 170 Powder House Boulevard. Normal Course. It matters not what you arc thouyht to be, but what you arc. Forty-on Ercolini, Arthur Farrell. Margaret “Gookish,” 54 Grant Street. General Course; Traffic Squad; Usher. Senior Play. Joy today! Why look to the morrow? Erlandson. Eleanor “Bee.” 50 Spring Street. Commercial Course. Studious of ease, and fond of humble things. Faber, Alfred “Al. Highland Ave- nue. General Course; Traffic Squad; Home Room Treasurer. “No relation to the pen- til man. Falco. John Floyd Gibbons,” 22 Fre- mont Street. General Course; Football. 11 ‘ith malice toward none: With charity toward all. “Dutch. 157 Summer Street. General Course; Poetry Club; Prose Club; Class Day Officer; Glee Club. A face with gladness overspread ! Soft smiles, by human kindness bred! Farrell, Mary Mae.” 51 Berkeley Street. Normal Course; Girls’ Glee Club; Poetry Club; Prose Club. We are, when we will it, masters of our fate. Farren, Helen “Nellie, 17 Montrose Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker; Glee Club. am here: here I re- main. Ferrara. Gertrude Gertie.” 14 Central Street. Normal Course; Radiator Staff; Prose Club. She lives in that poetic dreamland of her thoughts, and clothes her• self in poetry. Forty-two Ferreira, Ernestine “Erna,” S4 Lowell Street. General Course. She made a virtue of necessity. Finigan, James “Honey-boy,” '� 1 Radcliffe Road. College Course; Room Proctor; Orches- tra; Track; Cross-coun- try. IV he nee all around me glows the air so brightly. Fishburne, Harry “Fish,” l«s“ Lowdcn Ave- nue. General Course; Track; Class Day Of- ficer. He's all right! Fishlin. Anna “Ann. 102 Prospect Street. Commercial Course; Glee Club; Bank Worker; Prose Club; Treasurer. She makes a Jolly com- panion and a happy pal. Fishman, Alexander 32 Adrian Street. General Course. A silent man from the west- 11 'est Somerville. Fitzgerald, .Margaret Peg, 1)4 Jaques Street. Normal Course; Basket- ball; Prose Club; Poetry Club. May life for her be one sweet song. Iler days of joy be full of song. Fitzpatrick. Alice Fitzic.” 4 Trull Street. Normal Course; National Honor Society; Room Proctor. Because of her sunny dis- position zee always like to have her around. Flynn, Mary 23 Autumn Street. Com- mercial Course. II'e know by her merry eyes that she is planning mischief. Forty-three Fitzpatrick, Edward “Bud,” 19 Prospect Mill Avenue. Scientific Course; Webster Debating Society; Track; Glee Club. As proper man as ever trod upon neat leather. Fitzpatrick. Lillian “Lil,” '20 Bay State Ave- nue. Commercial Course; Bank Worker. A ripple of dimples that, dancing, meet By the curves of a pretty mouth. Fitzpatrick, Phyllis “Phil ” 2D Bay State Ave- nue. Commercial Course: Bank Worker. Two blue eyes and pretty curls. A merry smile, a queen x f girls. Flagg, Dorothy “Dot,” 19 Porter Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker. Love your enemy, bless your haters, said the greatest of the great. Flagg, Lois “Loie, 49 Porter Street. General Course. Howe'er it be. it seem to me. ’Tis only noble to be good. Flanagan. Amelia “Mcmc.” 97 Brom field Road. Commercial Course. Happy am I, from care I'm free. Flanders, Lyman “Lymie,” 211 Highland Avenue, Winchester. Sci- entific Course. If nobody will care for me, I'll care for nobody. Flynn, James Jimm e. 204 School Street. Scientific Course; Traffic Squad 1, 3; Track; Prose Club. Good things should be praised. Forty-four Folsom, Seth Fritz. Maurice 02 Powder Mouse Boule- vard. General Course; TratVic Squad; Assistant Room Treasurer. He who knozvs much has many cares. Forbes. Mildred “Millie.” 27 Maine Ave- nue. Commercial Course; Proctor; Assistant Proc- tor. And her sunny locks Many on her lenities like a golden fleece. Fortin, Violette “Vi. 33 Russell Road. Commercial Course; Spanish Clui� ; Poetry Club; Radiator Staff; R o o m T reasurcr; National Honor Society; Graduating with Honor. Let us do what honor de- mands. Frew, James “Jimmie, 12 Illinois Avenue. General Course; Traffic Squad; Proctor; Drill Leader; Glee Club; Christmas Play. I Then girls arc nigh, he is guile shy. Fritz, S Ash Avenue. Commercial Course; Traf- fic Squad; Bank ; Room Proctor; Poetry Club; Track. l.ct each man wheel with steady sway Round the tasks that rule the day. Fuller, Hazel 12 Francesca Avenue. General Course. fiy the same means, zee do not always arrive at the same ends. Gallagher. Francis “Frank,” 11 Madison Street. General Course. A gallant spirit. Galligan, William “Bill, 13 Quincy Street. College Course. Hare hands grip success better than kid gloves. Porty-live • ; at toni. Dorothy “Dotty. 11 W alnut Road. College Preparatory Course; National Honor Society; Students’ Coun- cil ; Proctor; Players’ Club; Poetry Club; Senior Play; Prose Club. An air of individuality plus a certain amount of sophistication. Gavton, Norma Gay.” 65 Joy Street. General Course; Bank Treasurer. As (food nahired as any (fir! could he. Geisler, Frederic “Freddie.” I I Willoughby Street. Scientific Course. Nothing will so delight the mind as a faithful and pleasing friendship. Gethin, Elizabeth “Beth,” 5 l.ake Street. General Course. Vriemlly to all. Giannelli, Alfred “Al,” 14 Pitman Street. General Course; National Honor Society; President, Italian Club; Orchestra; Traffic Squad; Graduating with Honor. There is nothing really valuable 'which can hr purchased without pains or labor. Gibson, Jane- “Jenny.” 128 Josephine Avenue. General Course; Typewriting awards. If ho greets us with a smile so cheery ? I Thy, it’s “Jenny”, yours most sincerely. Gibson, Robert Hoot, 15 Henry Ave- nue. Scientific Course; Webster Debating Society. To be simple is to be great. Gilbert, Frederic Fritz. 32 Chandler Street. Scientific Course; Players’ Club; Senior Play; T raffic Squad; Track. His saying zeas, “Live and let live.” Fertv-six ;ill. Helen 28 Cameron Avenue. Commercial Course; Typewriting Award, Rem- ington. is the qui I worker that succeeds. Giudici, John 25 Arthur Street. College- Course ; President of Webster Debating Society ; Traffic Squad Supervisor; Tennis Team; Poetry Club; Room Proctor; Students’ Council; I lead Usher, Senior Play. is a ( real plague to be too handsome a man. Goff, Wesley “Wcsty,” 21b School Street. General Course; Traffic Squad; Baseketball Team; Senior Play Usher; Poetry Club. Nice and young. he laughed and danced and talked and sung. Goguen, Doris “Dot.” 151 Simpson Ave- nue. College Course; Glee Club; Assistant Proctor; Poetry Club. Work apace! Apace! Apace! Honest labor bears a lovely face. Goldenstein, Hyman “Hymic,” 22 Dimick Street. College Course; Traffic Squad; Poetry Club; Webster Debating Society; T rcasurcr; Senior Night Usher; President, National Honor Society ; Rank Treasurer; Junior Night Usher; Sophomore Dance Com- mittee; Graduating with Honor. Nature might stand up And say to all the world: am the master of my fate. I am the captain of my soul. Goldstein, Marion “Blondic.” -� 0 Campbell Park. Commercial Course; Rank Worker; Proctor; Rank Treasurer; Basket- ball ; Typewriting Awards; Prose Club. A girl who is bubbling over with fun and kind- ness. Goldthwait, William “Goldv,” 3t! Wallace Street. General Course: First Orchestra; Second Orchestra; First Rand; Second Rand; Poetry Club. Fortune favors the brave. Gordon, Florence Flo, 12 Warner Street. Commercial Course; Rank; Room Treasurer. Performs daily tasks con- scientiously. and finds beauty and joy in every- thing. Forty-scveu Gordon, Miriam Mimi. SS Albion Street. College Course; Girls’ Delating Society; Poetry Club. A valuable qualification, good, wholesome common sense. Gott, Gordon Al. 27 Fairfax Street. Scientific Course; Hand; National Honor Society; Traffic Squad; Poetry Club. Here is a sigh for those who love me. and a smile for those 'who hale me. And while there is a sky above me here's a heart for every fate. Goulart. Emma “Kmmy Lou,” 33 Chet- wynd Road. Normal Course; National Honor Society; Basketball; Poetry Club; C!ass Day Officer; Graduating with Honor. The secret of being loved is in being lovely, and the secret of being lovely is in being unselfish. Guulding, Esther 17 Aldrich Street. Com- mercial Course. Youth is a bubble blown tif ith 11 breath. Goulding. Katherine 42 Florence Street. Com- mercial Course; Bank Worker; Prose Club. Blue eyes shimmer with angel glances. Like spring violets over the lea. Goulis, Abraham Artie,” 7 Lewis Street- College Course; Basket- ball. Tor easy things that may be got at icill, most sorts of men do set but little- store. Govoni, Edmund “Eddie,” 206-A Summer Street. Scientific Course. Our doubts are lraitorsr and make us lose the good zve oft might zein by fear- ing to attempt. Govoni. George 8 Hall Street. Generat Course; Poetry Club. Remember that the characters of tomorrow depend on the characters built today. Vi rty-ciglit («race, Henry Hcnnic, -II Beacon Street. General Course; Room Proctor; Radiator Representative. Many arc thy gifts, but better than all gifts is thy friendship. Grace. Walter Wally, 85-A Partridge Avenue. General Course. Greatly begin, though tee hare time But for a line, be that sublime — not failure, but low aim. is crime. Grady, Warren 11 Ash Avenue. General Course; Glee Club; Swim- ming; Tennis; Track; Sketch Club. Success may become a habit; failure may become a habit; therefore — we should acquire the habit of succeeding. Graham. Cameron “Bud.” 28 Mt. Vernon Street. General Course. Be bold, be bold. And ever yzch ere be bold. Graham. I.eo 43 Boston Street. Gen • oral Course; Radiator Representative. have no mockings or arguments; I witness and I wait. Gridin. John Griff. 133 Central Street. College Course; Band; Orchestra. Xo man is born into the 'world whose work is not born with him. Griffin, .Mary 18 Hancock Street. Com- mercial Course; Glee Club. There is nothing the body suffers, that the soul may not profit by. Grossman. Lillian Lil, 37 Putnam Street. College Course; Girls’ Debating Society; Poetry Club; National Honor Society; Debating Team ; Graduating with Honor. A ready smile, a cheery word, a sunbeam in the world of strife. Forty-nin Pallet t. David Haley, Rita “Re Re,” 118 Perkins Street. College Prepara- tory Course; Glee Club; Prose Club; Poetry Club. 'The pursuit of the per- fect, then, is the pursuit of sweetness and light. Hall, Elinore “Noah,” 15G Summer Street. College Course; Poetry Club. A witty woman is a treas- ure; A witty beauty is a pozver. Hall, Elizabeth Hetty.” 40 Spring Street. General Course; Basket- ball ; Room Proctor; Players’ Club; Traffic Squad; Class Day Of- ficer. A real all-round girl, one of the best pals going. Hall, Newton “Newt,” 10 Powder House Terrace. General Course; Hand; Orchestra. There is no good in arguing with inevitable. The only argument avail- able with an east wind is Jo put on your overcoat. Hiram, 36 Conwell Ave- nue. College Course; National Honor Society. 7'he mouth speaks, but the deed proves. Halloran Mildred “Millie,” 0 Walter Ter- race. Commercial Course. She is szveet and quiet. Hamilton. John “Mamie,” 8 5 Munroe Street. Commercial Course; Room Proctor; Basketball; Webster De- bating Society; Class Day Officer. He tripped the light fan- tastic toe. Hamwey, Wilbur 74 Pearson Avenue. Gen- eral Course. Great truths are portions of the soul of man; Great souls are portions of eternity. Fifty Harding. Ruth Ruthie,” 102 Curtis Street. Normal Course; Glee Club 3; National Honor Society 3; As- sistant Rank Treasurer. Thy modesty's a candle to thy merit. Hardy, Doris “Dot.” 38 Cutter Street. Commercial Course; Glee Club 2; Bank W orker; Swimming. And she can well per- suade her cause. Harlow, Dorothy Dot. 4b Hall Avenue. College Course; Poetry Club 2. A elex er, quiet lass is she, Her ways are I -cry win- ing. Harte. Henry “Hcnnie,” 21 Calvin Street. Commercial Course; Traffic Squad 1; Football 2, 3; Baseball 2. 3; Basketball 2, 3; Junior Play. He is the apple of our eye. Hartshorn, Robert Bob,” lb Spring Hill Terrace. General Course. A bookman and yet withal, a comrade. Haskell, Arthur Art.” 112 Thurston Street. General Course; Traffic Squad 1, 2, 3; Band 1, 2, 3; Orchestra 1. A smile is worth a lot in life. Hassett, Doris Dot,” 39 Whitman Street. Commercial Course. A smile for all, a wel- come glad, A jovial, coaxing way she had. Hershkovitz, Belle Bell.” 82 Concord Ave- nue. Normal Course; Glee Club 3; Sketch Club 2. Kind she was and quick to give her sendees. Fifty-ov© Heshion. James Holland. Catherine “Jim,” 10 Cypress Street. Scientific Course. True to work, word, and friend. Higgins. Rose 62 Warwick Street. Nor- mal Course. Speech is (treat, hut silence greater. Hillier. Eliza “Betty,” 31 Holyoke Road. Commercial Course. No mocking grin, a happy smile. Holden. William “Bill,” 15 Morgan Street. General Course; Traffic Squad; Tennis Team; Bank Worker. Things are play to you that are work to us. “Kay, 10 St. James Ave- nue. General Course; Bank Worker ; Glee Club. Each mind has its own methods. Holland. Louise “Lou,” 9 Gilman Street. Commercial Course. As nice a girl as ever teas. Holland. Marjorie “Marge,” It Fenwick Street. Commercial Course; Orchestra Sec- retary 1 ; Year Book Staff. Originality provokes origi- nality. Hopkins, Clinton “Buddy,” 19 Westwood Road. College Course; Traffic Squad 1. 2. 3; National Honor Society; Gym Leader 2. A brave soul is a thing which all things serve. Vlfty-t wo Horan, Leo Harp, 0 Rhode Island Avenue. General Course; Baseball; Track; Fool- hall ; Assistant Chief of Traffic Squad. Do we like him!' We surely do! Horsman, Howard 23 Hall Avenue. General Course; Radiator Re- porter ; Traffic Squad; Poetry Club; Prose Club. The irls all cried: “He's quite the best.’’ Houde. Joseph “Hoody, I I Kilby Street. General Course. Modesty becomes a young man. Hourihan, Janies Jim. 174 Highland Ave- nue. General Course; Traffic Squad; Football; Band; Glee Club. No one k notes hotv much he can do until he tries. Howard, Stanley “Stan,” !) Lovell Street. Scientific Course; Orches- tra; National Honor Society; Band; Gradu- ating with Honor. Mildest manners with gravest mind. Howard. Vincent “Vinny,” 13 Taylor Place. Commercial Course; W eb- ster Debating Society; Spanish Club; Glee Club; Track Team. Ambition is a noble thing. Humphrey, Roland 103 Puritan Road. Scien- tific Course; Orchestra; Traffic Squad; National Honor Society. What is right is safest. Hurley. Catherine 9 Chester Place. General Course; Poetry Club; Glee Club. A sensible, well-bred girl. Fifty-three Hurley, James '11 Lewis Street. General Course; Baseball. Ambition has no rest. Husselbee, Herbert 12 Carlton Street. Com- mercial Course. A disposition to make others happy is much to be commended. Hutchins, Corrinne 31 Franklin Street. Col- lege Course; Poetry Club. What good is there, ah me, what good is there in Love? Hutchinson. Dorothy “Dot, 123 Highland Ave- nue. College Course; Poetry Club; Prose Club; Glee Club. Your deeds arc well known. Jennings, Edward “Curly,” 23 Thorpe Street- College Course; Basket- ball; Poetry Club; Traf- fic Squad. Trying will do anything in this world. Jeremiah, Kurken Jerry,” 256 Broadway. Scientific Course; Foot- ball ; Baseball. He’s our “Albic Booth.’’ Johns, Jeremiah 12 Cutter Street. Scien- tific Course. Thou art a fellow of good respect. Johnson, Eda “Johnnie,” 78 Clarendon Avenue. General Course; National Honor Society; Prose Club; Proctor; Bank Worker. Those about her From her shall read the Perfect ways of honor. Fltty-four Johnston, Mervin “Farmer,” 68 Ossipce Road. General Course; Baseball 2; Football 3. have always Ihough I the actions of men the best interpreters of their thoughts. Jones, Arnold “Joncsy,” 155 Summer Street. General Course: Proctor 1. 2; Track 2, 3; Radiator Representative. Wisdom is better than rubies. Jones, Bertha “Bert,” 46 Simpson Ave- nue. Commercial Course; Hockey; National Honor Society; Graduating with Honor. A maiden both wild and meek, Swift to hear, and slow to speak. Jones, Charles “Charlie,” 20 Rhode Island Avenue. General Course; Radiator Rep- resentative : T reasurcr; Prose Club. Oh! Whcrefor art thou, Romeo. Jones, Chester “Chet,” 53 Highland Road. College Course; Orchestra 1; Band 2, 3; Traffic Squad 1. 2; National Honor Society. “Learning makes a man fit company for himself.” Jones, Eileen “I.” 35 Albion Street. General Course; Glee Club. 'I he purest treasure is a spotless reputation. Jose, Burton Burt.” 23 Lincoln Street. Scientific Course; Gradu- ating with Honor. Afoot and light hearted I take to the open road. Healthy, free, the world before me. The long path leading wherever I choose. Joy, Helen “Happy,” 7 Vinal Avenue. Commercial Course; Bas- ketball 2, 3; Hockey; Prose Club. Gentle in manner, firm in reality. Fitly-fi vo Joyce, Harold “Harney, ' 51 Bay Slate Avenue. General Course; Band; Orchestra. My life is a struggle. Juszkiewicz, Leo “Lee,” 38 Marion Street. Scientific Course; Poetry Club; Basketball. I have survived. Kaercher. Virginia “Gin, ! Pleasant Avenue. Commercial Course; Traffic Squad; Assistant Class Editor; Alumni Editor; Senior Play Usher; Radiator Repre- sentative. Her cheery nature tec'll often recall. Kallenberg. Frances “Fran. 158 Central Street. General Course; Radiator Representative; Bank Treasurer; Sketch Club 2. . Lessons always ready: always time for giggling: ever ready to smile. Kane, Arthur “Red,” 11 Thorpe Street. General Course; Glee Club; Trallic Squad; Radiator Representative; Cross Country Team. He has a smile of friend- liness for all who knour him, for he loves life. Kane, Evelyn 31 Thurston Street. Gen- eral Course; Poetry Club. have a heart which beats for all. Kazazian, Alice Ally. 152 Walnut Street. Normal Course. She worbs when she works. And plays when she plays. Keefe, Anna “Keefie.” 3D Clarendon Avenue. General Course; Bank Worker; Field I lockey. am going to seek a great perhaps. Fifty j-ix Kehoe, Robert Hob. I Highland Ave- nue. Scientific Course; Student Council; Tiaffic Squad. Junior Play; Webster Debating So- ciety (Vice-President); National Honor Society (President) ; Basketball; Editor-In-Chief of Year Book; Interscholastic and Radio Debating Teams. He dares all that doth become a man! Kelly. John Kell. � 1 Ware Street. General Course; Radiator Representative; Baseball; Glee Club; Track; Poetry Club. Enthusiast most strange. Kelsey, Burt Kit. Highland Avenue. College Course; Players’ Club; Poetry Club, Radiator Year Book 1. 2. And still the wonder grew that one small head could hold all it kneio. Kenney. Eileen Ginger.” 101 Conwcll Avenue. Commercial Course; National Honor Society; Traffic Squad 1. 2; Proctor 1. Still waters run deep. Quiet and demuref Mis- chief’s brewing you may be sure. Kenney. Hanson “Ken, 10 Partridge Ave- nue. General Course; Track; Traffic Squad! Captain •'{; Basketball; Room Proctor; Sketch Club; Bank Worker. The present is great with the future. Kent. Richard Dick.” 69 Bay Slate Avenue. General Course; Glee Club; Poetry Club. The style is the man him- self. Kcrner, Esther 10 Calvin Street. Normal Course; Glee Club; Sketch Club; Poetry Club; Assistant Property (Senior Play). Keep a bright lookout forward, an:! good luck to you. Kertzman, Lily Lil,” � 2 Dimick Street. General Course; National Honor Society; Proctor 1. 2; Bank Worker; Graduating with Honor. Quiet, conscientious, oblig- ing and sued, As for these things Lii!” can’t be beat. Fifty-sever Kiley. Elizabeth “Pat.” 1 School Street Commercial Course; Glee Club. True to her word, her zvork and her friends. Kiley. Joan “Jo.” 15 Corinthian Road. General Course; Bank Worker; Glee Club: Girls’ Athletic Associa- tion ; Bank Repre- sentative; Poetry Club. An ounce of mirth is worth a found of sor- row. Kinder, Howard Howie,” 16 Cottage Ave- nue. Commercial Course. The greatest truths are the simplest; So are the greatest met:. King. Bernice “Birdie.” 204 Powder House Boulevard. Com- mercial Course. Il'c think she's quiet, we think she's meek. But we lore sly blushes on her cheek. King. Virginia “Gin,” 77 Wheatland Street. Normal Course; Prose Club. Her voice was ever soft, gentle, and lozc—an ex- cellent trait in a woman. Kinneen, Richard “Dick.” 50 Glemvood Road. General Course; Traffic Squad 1. 2, 3: Bank; Poetry Club; Football. He towered over the best of us, But he teas fust as dumb as the rest of us. Klimavich. Joseph “Blondy, 110 Line Street. Transferred from Cam- bridge Latin School. They say that man is mighty— He governs land and sea. Knox, Norman 81 Chandler Street. Scien- tific Course; Poetry Club. Tho’ modest, on his un- embarrassed brow Xature had written “Gentleman.” Fifty-eight Knox, Robert “Knoxic,” 89 Munroc Streit. General Course; Glee Club; Baseball. For nozc I am in a holi- day humor, as a zcays. Krant. William ‘■Bill.'’ 320 Lowell Street. General Course; Baseball; Football; Trafiic Squad; Track. Sf ort. that zerinklcd Care derides. And Laughter holding both his sides. Lacarbonara. Emilio Rudy. 20 Fremont Street. General Course. Is this that haughty, gal- lant. gay Lothario Lally. Thomas Pop,” 32 Lake Street. Scientific Course; Traffic Squad 1 ; Assistant Bank Treasurer 1. 2. Work, work. II'hat is work, I pray? I know not of it. Lamborghini, Elizabeth 135 Lowell Street. Nor- mal Course; Prose Club; Poetry Club. She is kind as she is fair, for beauty lives zvith kindness. Landry, Eunice Unie.” 2 4 Pearl Street. General Course; Basket- ball ; Bank Worker. It's niee to be natural when you’re naturally, niee. Lane. Olive Ollie,” 23 Joy Street. General Course: Bank Worker; Assistant Treas- urer; Field Hockey. Look not thou dozen but u{ . Lang, Dorothy Dot.” 33 Moore Street. Normal Course; Bank Treasurer; Sketch Club; Radiator Representative. I’m so embarrassed. Fifty-nine Pangill. Audrey “Bobby,” 90 Highland Avenue. General Course: Prose Club. Good sense and good nature are nerer sepa- rated. Langonc, Florence “Honey,” 203 Broadway. Commercial Course. We cannot oblige, but tee can a krays speak oblig- ingly. Langone, Michael “Mike, 20 Austin Street. General Course; Baseball; Traffic Squad 1,3; Super- visor. Traffic Squad •!. lie always as merry as ever you can, J:or no one delights in a sorrowful man. Par sen, Harold “Hal” 88 Flint Street. Commercial Course; Clays Treasurer 1. 2. •' . National Honor Society; Chief of Traffic Squad; Students’ Council. Il'c owe a lot to this fel- low—he’s class treasurer. Laurie. Virginia ‘ Ginger,” 110 College Avenue. General Course; Class Day Officer; Sketch Club; Poetry Club; Prose Club; Italian Club: National Honor Society. Virginia of the grave and charming trays. May life be good to you all your days. I.eader, Leonard 2It! Summer Street. Scien- tific Course. He reads much: He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men. Lebaron. Henry Shorty. 8 Heath Street. Scientific Course. Life is not so short but that there is a krays room for courtesy. Levrino. Charlotte Lev. t! Windsor Road. General Course; Bank Treasurer; Bank Worker ; Spanish Club; Poetry Club; Typewriting Awards. Ours are the hours. : Sixty Levy. Phyllis “Bub, 57 Josephine Ave- nue. General Course; Athletic Association; Prose Club; Poetry Club: Glee Club; Bank Treas- urer ; Class Day Officer; Sketch Club. Fluffy hair. shin itu eyes, nterry humor, she's a price. Lieberman. Hilda “Hie, 36 Adrian Street. College Course; Room Treasurer 1. 2. 3; Poetry Club; Girls’ Debating Society. I've studied books. Liljeholm, Frederick 2!) Forest Street. College Course. Good sense and good nature are never sepa- rated. Lindh, Stanley “Stan,” 123 Highland Avenue. Scientific Course; Band 1. 2, 3; Bam! Leader 3. I ex peel to go to eollege. To study hard and gain much knowledge. Lloy, Minerva “El,” 36 Maine Avenue. General Course. Gentle words: szvect words are after all the most powerful. Lockman, Nona 121 Pearson Road. Col- lege Course; Poetry Club. Poetry is food for the soul. % Logan, Thomas “Tom,” 17 Electric Ave- nue. Scientific Course; Assistant Proctor 2; Poetry Club: Traffic Squad. lie satisfied with nothing but your best. Logue, Charlotte 31 Femvick Street. Com- mercial Course; Bank Treasurer 1; Prose Club; Poetry Club; Basketball; Bank Worker; Glee Club; Girls’ Field Hockey. It’s the song she sings and the smile she wears That makes the sunshine everywhere. Sixiy-ono Lombardi. Louise 'Lou.” S Mt. Pleasant Street. General Course; Italian Club. Daintiness of manner, af- fections mild; Xeat ness is her pass word; her nature’s never riled. Long. Raymond “Ray, '2d Madison Street. Scientific Course; Trallic Squad 1. Your armour is your honest thought, And sitn pie truth your utmost skill. Lotenschleger, Pearl 1111 Somerville Avenue. Commercial Course; As- sistant Rank Treasurer 1; Rank Treasurer 2; Poetry Club; Prose Club. My tongue within my lips I rein, For xeho talks much, must talk in vain. Lovering, Warren 45-A Porter Street. Sci- entific Course. As a friend he is depend able and true, with a keen sense of humor and a wonderful disposition. Lowney, Gertrude Trudy,” 1051 Broadway. Commercial Course; Glee Club; Prose Club; Traf- fic Squad 1, 2. She is good company, for her laughter is contagious. Lucas, Ethel S’2 Hudson Street. Com- mercial Course; Glee Club. With malice toward none. With charity toward all. Lundquist, Arnold ‘‘Arnic, 07 Concord Ave- nue. General Course; Football; Basketball; Baseball. For many years I was self-appointed inspector of snowstorms and rain- storms. and did my duty faithfully. Lynch, Anna Ann, 15 Miner Street. General Course; Bank Worker. When one is past, another care zee have; Thus woe succeeds ivoe, as a naz e a Wave. Sixty-two Lynch. Eveline “Ev,” 56 Hawthorne Street. Commercial Course; Traffic Squad; Hank Treasurer. Not too giddy, not too gay; Always laughing, that's the way. Lynch. John “Jack, 11 Garrison Ave- nue. General Course: Football: Baseball; Track; Glee Club; Traffic Squad. A little laughter note and then Is relished by the best of men. MacDonald. Allan 50 East Albion Street. General Course; Foot- ball ; Basketball. They say, best men are ■moulded out of faults: and. for the most, become much more the better for being a little bad. MacDonald, Frances Fran,” 10 Kingston Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker; Prose Club; Glee Club. Ask me no questions, and I'll tell you no jibs. MacDonald. Joseph “Mac,” 10 Highland Road. General Course. will instruct my sor- rows to be proud; hor grief is Proud, and makes his owner stoop. Mac Innes, Angus “Mac,” 35 Charmvood Road. College Course. am very fond of the company of ladies. like their beauty; I like their vivacity, and I like their silence. MacKay, Clement 05 Lexington Avenue. General Course; Track; Baseball; Basketball. Tall and lanky, Always happy; Never cranky, Good old chappie. MacKenzie. Christine “Tind,” 87 Electric Ave- nue. General Course; Prose Club; Poetry Club; Bank Worker. One can mark her merry nature by the twinkle of her eye. Sixty thre«x MacLeod, Elizabeth MacKenzie, Evelyn i: Simpson Avenue. Gen- eral Course. There is no treasure that can he compared Unto a faithful friend. MacKenzie. William Mac,” 100 Alpine Street. General Course; Loot- ball ; Track; Baseball; Assistant Proctor 3. Aft hae rov'd by Bon- nie Poon, to sec the wood-bine twine, And like a bird sang o’ its love, and sac did I o’ mine. MacKinnon. Hilda Mac,” � 1 Myrtle Street. Commercial Course. Conquest pursues where courage leads the way. MacLean, Russell Baby.” 58 Otis Street. General Course; Football; Poetry Club; Trathe Squad 3. Sleep, little baby, sleep! Libby. 12 Sterling Street. College Course. Honor is the reward of virtue. MacLeod, J. Fenwick Fenny.” 15 Teele Ave- nue. College Course; Poetry Club; Webster Debating Society 3; Trartic Squad 2; Super- visor 3. Ask me no questions, and I’ll tell you no fibs. M acMillan, Crawford Mac. 39 Mall Avenue. College Course; ilee Club; Poetry Club. How strangely easy dif- ficult things are! MacNeil, Anna Ann,” 120 Jaques Street. College Course; Basket- ball ; Swimming; Hockey 2. 3; Trathe Squad 3; Girls’ Debating Society 3. In each cheek appears a dainty dimple. Sixty-four MacNcil. I.oner 211 Calvin Street. Wor- mal Course Everyone who dings steadfastly for an ideal is the bette r for it. Magee. Dorothy ‘‘Dot,” 50 Vinal Avenue. General Course. Play delights not me. Maguire. Eva “Iggv,” 45 Governor Winthrop Road. General Course; Basketball; Field Hockey. A true friend is a friend forever. Mahar. Arthur “Art. l(i Aberdeen Road. General Course: Foot- ball: Baseball; Traffic Squad. What is fame? Mahlowitz, Ruth Ruthic,” 70 Willow Ave- nue. Commercial Course; Room Treasurer; Bank Worker. One wise friend, or bel- ter than wise, fair. Malloy, Francis Frank. H� Spring Hill Terrace. General Course; Track; Radiator Repre- sentative. Peace rules the day, where reason rules the mind. Malone. James- Jim.” 8 Heath Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker: Glee Club; Webster Debating Society. Do and Dare — mostly dare. Maloney. Vincent Vinny,” 12 Stone Ave- nue. Commercial Course; President. Debating So- ciety ; Class Orator; Traffic Squad. Good health and good sense are two of life’s greatest blessings. Sixty-five Manning, William Malvey. Edward “Ed,” 38 Upland Road. Commercial Course; Poetry Club; Basketball. Still, small voice o) gravity. Mancib, Stuart “Stew. 20 W allace Street. General Course; Traffic Squad 3; Assistant Treasurer 3. Armed with truth. Mangano, Frank 341 Lowell Street. Scien- tific Course; National Honor Society; Proctor 1; Prose Club. Wisdom is a priceless gift. Manning, Norma 12 Mill Street. General Course; Bank Worker. She’s always ready to lend a helping hand. Billy 244 Highland Avenue. General Course; Football; Track; Base- ball. He stveeps 'em off their feet, And not only in football. Marble, Frances “Franny,” 190 North Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker; Girls' Glee Club. Each mind has its own methods. March, Arthur Art.” 04 Paulina Street. Commercial Course; Foot- ball ; Basketball. There’s lots of time — yet. Marchi, Hugo “Hugh,” 124 Limvood Street. General Course; Traffic Squad 1. 2, 3; Radiator Representative; Italian Club. A man — polished to the nail. Sixty-six Marchi. Vincent Vin. l‘ Derby Street. Scientific Course; Traf- fic Squad 3; Radiator Representative. True to work, word, and friend. Marino, Camilla Mil,” 701 Somerville Avenue. General Course. One may be humble out of pride. Marshall. Damon SO Powder Mouse Boule- vard. College Course; Webster Debating Society; Poetry Club. Courage, brother! do not stumble, Though the path be dark as night; There’s a star to guide the humble, Trust in God and do the Right. Marshall. Doris “Dot.” -II Antes Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker. Thy eares are light be- cause they are cheerfully borne. Marshall. Robert Bob, 3 Franklin Street- Scientific Course. A mind that knows its- capacity. Martin, Beatrice Be.” 14 Melville Road- Commercial Course; Spanish Club. She is pa t of all she has. met. Martin, Dexter “Deck. 103 College Avc - nuc. Scientific Course; Radiator Representative;. Bank Treasurer; Glee Club. Xever content when idle.. Martin. Kathleen Kay, 33 Michigan Ave- nue. General Course. The inner side of every cloud Is ever bright and shin- ing, I therefore turn my clouds about. And wear them inside- out. Sixty-seven Matthews, Mary “Marie,” 11 Bradley Street. Commercial Course; Glee Club; Poetry Club; bas- ketball ; Prose Club; Bank Worker. 0 Alary, with eyes of blue. There’s lots ter might say of you. Maxwell. Robert “Bobbie,” 8 Union Street General Course; Traffic Squad; Spanish Club; Track; Room Treasurer 3. f it be a sin to covet honour, 1 am the most offending soul alive. Maynard, Paul “Paulie,” 132 Curtis Street. College Course; Drum Major 3; Band 1, 2, 3; Traffic Squad 1. The world lies at my feet. McCann, John “Mac,” 11 Carver Street. General Course. The wisest man could ash no more of fate than to be simple, modes:, manly, true. McCarthy, Charles “Charlie,” 35 Simpson Avenue. Scientific Course; Webster Debating Society; National Honor Society. Here was a type of the true elder race, And one of Plutarch’s men talked with us face to face. McClellan, Emma Em,” 27 Park Street. General Course; Type- writing Awards. Grace, tho’ not in name, in nature. McClure, Kenneth “Ken,” 19-A Sticknev Avenue. General Course; Football; Track. Count that day lost whose low descending sun I'iezes from thy hand no worthy action done. McEvoy. John “Mac.” 210 Powder House Boulevard. College Course; Football; Traf- fic Squad; Baseball. My mind to me a king- dom is. Sixty-eight McGlone. Elizabeth “Betty,” 15 Cooney Street. General Course; Bank Treasurer. Good reasons for good actions. McGowan, Eleanor “Biiiky,” 05 Cedar Street. General Course; Glee Club. Speak gently: It is a little thing Dropp'd in the heart's deep «i'ell: The good, the joy, that it may bring, Eternity shall tell. McGrath. Neil 36 Lincoln Parkway. General Course. You delight all—they • light in you. McKenna. George “Mac.” 07 Sycamore Street. Normal Course; National Honor Society; Year Book Staff; Radiator Representative: Proctor 2; Football; Graduating with Honor. George is friendly and ready for fun. Efficient, proficient, xvith ■work always done. McKewen, Norman “Mack,” 20 Charnwood Road. Basketball. A friend to you and me. McMaster, Mary 3 Centre Street. Com- mercial Course; Type- writing Awards. Her faith furnishes spurs to us. McNamara, Edward Mack.” 3 Linden Street. Gcttcral Course. Eor what I’ll do— 7 do. McNamara, John “Mac.” 42 Wyatt Street. General Course; Football; Basketball; Baseball. Xo mocking grin, a happy smile. Sixty-nin© McNamara, William “Benny,” 12 Cutler Ave- nue. College Course: Football; Basel all; Traf- fic Squad; Basketball. A will for I hr deed. McNaught, Helen “Mac. I Fenwick Street. Commercial Course; Radiator Representative; Bank Worker; Spanish Club; Poetry Club; Room Proctor; Glee Club; As- sistant Room Treasurer. A dark-haired girl with eyes of blue, Ami I hrI you'd like to knoio her, loo. McNeil, Aretta Rita. 82 Albion Street. General Course; Orches- tra 1, 3. you Irish to be good, first believe that you are bad. McNeilly, Robert “Bob,” 21-A Flint Street. Commercial Course: Spanish Club; Bank Worker. Thy conscience must be clear. McSweeney, Margaret “Peggy,” Ml Albioni Street. Commercial Course; Glee Club; Bank Worker. Be merry as you are tvise. McSweeney, Mary Mae,” 99 Moreland' Street. Normal course; Prose Club; Basketball. Base with dignity. McSweeney, Mary May. 30 Putnam Street- General Course; Year Book Staff Bank Worker. The heart to conceive the understanding tj direct, or the hand to- execute. Melloni, Ada 12 Belmont Street. Gen- eral Course; Bank Worker. If ladies be but younp and fair, They have the gift to know it. Seventy Merritt, Eva “E, 10 Clarendon Ave- nue. General Course; National Honor Society; Exercise Leader; Class Day Officer. Ours arc I he hours! Merry, Helen 12 Summit Street. Col- lege Course; Glee Club; Poetry Club. Winsome in both smile and action. Meyer, George “Gus.” 18 Highland Ave- nue. Commercial Course. We that lire to ('lease, must ('lease to lire. Meyrelles, Hera 101 College Avenue. Gen- eral Course. The incense of the heart r:ay rise. Miceli, Bartholomew ‘‘Bob,” 110 Limvood Street. General Course; Room Proctor. Thought is free. Miller, Margaret “Margie. 10 Partridge Avenue. Commercial Course. She gires you an impres- sion of reliability and honesty. Millerick, Alice “AI. 2 Buckingham Street. Normal Course. She is a small girl zvith a great sense of humor. Millerick, Mildred “Millie,” 28 Quincy Street. General Course. A thoroughly fine girl. Seventy-one Moore, James Mitchell. Audrey “Aud,” 54 Pearl Street. Normal Course. IVhot e’er she did, teas done with so much ease. Modist, Florence ‘•Flo, 1 11 Walnut Street. College Course; Glee Club. Good nature and fjood sense must ever join. Moge, Gabrielle “Gub.” 2:1 Gorham Street. College Course; Glee Club; Poetry Club. Full of dignity and grace. Moore. Esther 96 Jaqucs Street. Com- mercial Course; Room Treasurer; Bank Worker. True she had one failing. “Bashfulness.’ Jimmie,” 29 Aberdeen Street. General Course; Traffic Squad; Cross Country. His good nature is con- tagious. Moran, Edward Biffcr,” 23 Harrison: Street. General Course; Football; Basketball ; Spanish Club; Track. An all-around good fel- low. Moran, John Jack. 30 Elm Place- Scientific Course; Traf- fic Squad; Cross Country Self-reverence, self-con- trol, These alone lead life to sovereign power. Morash, Marion Billy.” 43 Pinckney Street. Normal Course; Assistant Bank Treas- urer; Bank Treasurer. It is not doing the thing we like to do. but liking the thing we have to do, that makes life blessed. Seventy-two Morganty. John Morrisroe, Robert Ray.” 33 Cherry Street. General Course. As proper wan as one shall see on a summer's day. Morris, Ruth “Rufus,” 11 Leslie Ave- nue. College Course: Library Editor; Poetry Club. Kind hearts are the gar- dens, Kind thoughts are the roots, Kind words are the blos- soms. Kind deeds arc the fruits. Morrison, Arthur “Cupid,” 939 Broadway. General Course; Foot- ball ; Rank ; T r a flic Squad. “A good dinner sharpens the wit and softens the heart.” Morrison, Frank 4 College Avenue. Col- lege Course; Track; Football; Cross Country. It is a wise man who knows his business, and it is a wise man who at- tends to it. Bob.” 35 Radcliffc Road. Track; Baseball; Basket- ball. 11'hat is glory ? What is famet The preservation of one’s name. Morrissey, Catherine “Kay,” 27 Durham Street. Normal Course. A shy face is far better than a forward heart. Mullen. Louise “Lou,” 19 Dell Street. General Course; Type- writing Awards. have always said and felt that true enjoyment can not be described. Munro, Ella 1 � 1 Talbot Avenue. Col- lege Course; National Honor Society ; Graduat- ing with Honor. A sweet, ambitious girl who we know will suc- ceed. Seventy-three Murky. Kenneth “Ken, 80 Myrtle Street. Scientific Course; Bank Treasurer 1 ; Assistant Proctor 2; Tralfic Squad 3. Divide and command, a wise maxim; Vnile and guide, a heller. Murphy, Alice “Lala,” 104 Hudson Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker. Youth and enthusiasm are like the days of spring. Murphy, Alice “AI, 18 Virginia Street. Commercial Course. How far that lit lie candle throws his beams. So shines a good deed in a naughty orld. Murphy, Helen Murf, 361 Beacon Street. General Course. The best way to keep good acts in memory is to refresh them with new'. Murphy, Susan Sue. 7 Park Place. General Course. For variety of mere nothings gives more pleasure than uniformity of something. Murray, Elizabeth “Betty.” 7 Spring Hill Terrace. Normal Course. A cheerful temper joined with innocence will make beauty attractive, knowledge delightful, and wit good natured. Murray, Madeline Mad.” 162 Glen Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker; Poetry Club. There is no time like the present. Museolino. Sarah “Sue, 81 Alpine Street. College Course; Spanish Club; Poetry Club; National Honor Society. For manners are not idle, but the fruit Of loyal nature and of noble mind. Seventy-four Nadelman. Ellis “AI, 1 ► 1 Sycamore Street. Commercial Course; Hank Worker; T radio Squad; Room Proctor. Impulsive, earnest, prompt to act. And makes his generous thought a fact. Nagle. Florence “Flossie,” 31) Webster Street. Commercial Course. In the bright lexicon of youth there is no such word as —fail! Nahigian. Alice “Al, 32 Mt. Vernon Street. Commercial Course; Radiator Repre- sentative; Proctor; Hank Worker; National Honor Society; («iris’ Athletic Association. Her goodness is tempered with smiles. Nardone. Fannie 23 Craigie Street. Gen- eral Course; Bank. Character is higher than intellect. A great soul will L'C strong to live, as 'well as to think. Neagle. Dorothy “Dottie,” 54 Hromfield Read. College Course; Poetry Club; Prose Club; Players' Club; Traffic Squad; Clasts Day Of- ficer. She is a winsome wee thing; She is a bonny wee thing. Neilson, Catherine Kay,” lt!ti Sycamore Street. Normal Course; Senior Play Usher; Girls’ Athletic Association; Sketch Club. Deep brown eyes running over with glee. Nelson. Arthur “Art.” 104 Hancock Street. General Course; Poetry Club; Prose Club; Chess Club; Traffic Squad; Football. He is (i well-made man zeho has a good deter- mination. Nelson. Theodore “Ted,” 11« ! Heath Street. General Course; Proctor. In the spring a young man’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love. Seventy-tiv Newell, Ruth “Ruthic,” 23 Winter Street. General Course; Rank Worker: Glee Club; Room Proctor 2, 3; Radiator Representative 1. It’s flood lit be merry and wise. Newman, George Hi Lee Street. Com- mercial Course; National Honor Society; Room Treasurer 3; Prose Club: Poetry Club; Traffic Squad 3. IVe have a bashful senior hoy to show you. Un- usual! Neylon, Francis “Red.” 11 Atherton Street. General Course; Basketball; Glee Club; Track. A friend is of all posses- sions the most valuable. Nickerson. Clifford “Nick, 51 Pearson Ave- nue. General Course; Traffic Squad 3; Rand; Players’ Clui� ; Senior Play. He bold, be bold, Everywhere be bold. Nickerson, Dorothy “Dot, 51 Pearson Ave- nue. General Course; Traffic Squad; Assistant Rank Treasurcr. ’Tis grievous parting with good company. Nickerson. Rodney Nick. 21 Virginia Street. Scientific Course; Webster Debating Society. One inch of joy sur- mounts of grief a span, Because to laugh is proper to the man. Nicoll, Stanley Beczie, 49 Clarendon Avenue. Traffic Squad; Baseball; Rank Treas- urer. The best thing I know be- tween •ranee and T.ngland is the sea. Nissenbaum, Theodore Ted. 8 Hanson Avenue. Commercial Course; Traflic Squad; Bank Worker; Glee Club; Class Day Officer 2. Wisdom is great. Seventy-six Nobrega, Julio “Julie,” 22 Dimick Street. Scientific Course; Traffic Squad 3; Room Proctor. A merrier man. within the limit of becoming mirth. mever spent an hour's talk withal. Nolan, John 156 Highland Avenue. General Course; Football; Track. Here is only one proof of ability—action. Noone, Francis 6 Hillside Park. General Course. In the lexicon of youth, which fate reserves for a bright manhood, there is no such word as “fail Notaro, Edith “Edic. 292 Cedar Street. Commercial Course. Let's laugh at life. O’Brien, Mary Mae,” 95 Lowell Street. Commercial Course. Thought works in silence. O’Connor, Francis “Frank,” 78 Newton Street. General Course; Traffic Squad; Bank Worker. Reason’s whole pleasure, All the joys of sense. Lie in three words— Health, peace and com- petence. Olssen, Muriel Blondie, 121 Liberty Road. Normal Course; Poetry Club. A pleasant girl with a ready smile. O’Neil, Francis 62 Line Street. General Course. A stone that may fit in the wall is not left by the way. Seven;y -s.-vci Paliuca. Alba Oppici, Lena 47 Lowell Street. Normal Course. A gentle disposition wins for itself many friends. O’Rourke, Anne “Babe,” 21 College Ave- nue. Normal Course: Traffic Squad 1, 2. A lovely girl is above all rank’. O’Sullivan, Julia 180 Central Street. Com- mercial Course; Bank Teller ; Glee Club. All things come to those who wail. Packard. Lucius “Luk,” 11)1 Willow Ave- nue. Scientific Course: Traffic Squad 1. 2, 3; Orchestra, National Honor Society; Players’ Club; Year Book Staff •� . He is never alone ac- companied by noble thoughts. “Al,” 128 Hudson Street. General Course; (dee Club. Alba is a dandy girl, A boon companion sher And if you get to knotv her, A good friend she wilt be. Panza, Augustus Gus, 51 Kim Street. General Course; Football; Basketball; Baseball. Take from my life olt worry and rare, And put in their place r soft arm chair. Parker. Isabelle 7 Wedgeir.ere Avenue. Winchester. College Course; Basketball .• Stu- dents’ Council; Players Club; National Honor Society; Junior Night Committee 2; Senior Play; Class Day Officer 2; Poetry Club; Graduat- ing with Honor. Pep for sports, and vinr for studies, Earnest, alivays true; II inning personality. Jolly nature, too. Parkin, Marion “Mickey,” 20 Willoughby Street. Commercial Course. Loveliness needs not the foreign aid of ornament. Seventy-eight Parmenter, Rhoda 1!) Crocker Street. Com- mercial Course. Nature fits all her chil- dren with something to do. Patterson, Nancy 11 Partridge Avenue. Normal Course. We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; in feelings, not in figures on a dial. Pearson, Charlotte “Charlie,” 11 Tcelc Ave- nue. College Course; Poetry Club 2. 3. The friends we make at school are the lasting ones and true. Pearson, Roy “Ducky Wucky,” 1S(� Mystic Avenue. College Course; Orchestra 1, 3; Band 1. 2, 3; Traffic Squad 1 ; Poetry Club 2, 3; Room Treasurer 1. 3; National Honor Society; Year Book Stall; Gradu- ating with Honor. He started to sing as he tackled the thing that couldn’t be done, and he did it. Pedersen, Arnold Pete, T Hudson Street. College Course; Bank Treasurer; Traffic Squad 1 ; Proctor 1. ■or toil and sport is not life far too short? Pendergast, Richard Dick,” 7 Jasper Street. Commercial Course. He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour. Perry, Dorothy Dot, II Irvington Road. Commercial Course; Poetry Club 3; Bank W orker 3; Traffic Squad 1. When she is quiet, she is very, very quiet, and when she is noisy, we all know it. Perry, Lester Lcs. I I Warner Street. Scientific Course; Band 1, 2, 3; Orchestra 1, 2; Traffic Squad 1. «• things are impos- sible to diligence and skill. Seventy-nine Peterson. Irving Pierce, Ada “Pete.” !”� � School Street. General Course; Baseball, Band. A mighty fine chap. Peveril, Winifred “Winnie,” 19 Waldo Street. Normal Course. Here’s to Winnie, a girl with a charming person- ality. Phillips. Charlotte Phil.” 22 Curtis Avenue. College Course; Hockey; Girls' Athletic Associa- tion. All her words are sweet and fair; thus may she ever be. Pickett. Charles “Chick. 11 Walnut Road. General Course; T rathe Squad; Cross Country. Happy go lucky. Ady, -V� Putnam Street. Normal Course; Traffic Squad; Glee Club. She is a modest maiden; gentle, kind and good. Pierce, Elmer Al,” 215 Morrison Ave- nue. Scientific Course; Band ; Orchestra; Room Treasurer; Traffic Squad. And. So! Hen Ad hem’s name led all the rest! Piers, Ralph 50 Madison Street. Scien- tific Course; Room Proc- tor ; Radiator Repre- sentative ; Room Treas- urer ; Traffic Squad; Baseball; Track. Such popularity must be deserved. Pike, Irene 1,” 19 Oxford Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker. Nothing is rarer than rent goodness. Eighty Pino, Joseph “Joe. 150 Jaques Street. General Course; Senior Orchestra Leader. Soft is the music that would charm forever. Porter, Lawrence “Law. 19 Walker Street. Scientific Course. A good disposition marked by a gracious as- pect. Powers, John “Bozo, 893 Broadway. General Course; Foot- ball; Track. Steady and dependable and quiet, too. Pratt. John “Al.” do Pearson Avenue. Scientific Course; Band; Orchestra; Bank Treas- ercr 1. 2; Traffic Squad 1, 2, 3; Senior Play; Players' Club; Radiator Representative. 7is fame was great in all the land. Preston, Leon 25 Kensington Avenue. General Course; Treas- urer 1. 2. And strange to say he- likes the ladies. Pretty, Theresa “Tessie,” 62 Glen wood! Road. General Course; Bank Assistant; Basket- ball ; Poetry Club. She doeth little kind- nesses Which most leave undone,, or despise. Pugatch, Harry “Puggy,” 12 James Street. General Course; Base- ball ; Assistant Room Treasurer 1. A finished gentleman from top to toe. Puopolo, Louisa Lou,” 298 Broadway.. General Course; School Orchestra. Enjoy the present hour; Be thankful for the past.. Eighty-one Purdy, Mary 120 Pearl Street. Normal Course; National Honor Society; Players’ Club; Glee Club; Girls' Debat- ing Society; Field Hockey; Traffic Squad; Assistant Treasurer; Junior Night Entertain- ment ; Year Book Staff; Athletic Association; Swimming; T reasurer; Physical Training Leader; Graduating with Honor. Her air, her manners, all who saw admired; Courteous though coy, and gentle though re- tired. Quinlan, Edmund “Ed. Tl Gorham Street. Scientific Course; Orches- tra ; Band; National H onor Society; Traffic Squad; Class Basketball. No man can rise above that at which he aims. Quinlan, George “Gimniie, 16-A Spring Street. General Course; Traffic Squad. Nights are for dreams and days are for deeds. Rae, Rose Rosie.” 12 Partridge Avenue. Commercial Course ; Bank; Orchestra. Promise is most given when the least is said. Rappoli, Elda Al,” 189 Cedar Street. General Course; Spanish Club; Italian Club; As- sistant Treasurer. H e all live in the hope of pleasing someone. Re. Humbert “Rajah,” 14 Porter Street. General Course; Baseball; Basketball; Bugle Corps. The world belongs to the energetic. Reardon. George Squire,” 121 Highland Road. General Course; Baseball; Football; Proc- tor ; Treasurer; Track ; Glee Club; Band; Traffic Squad; Class Day Officer; Manager Football. He who hesitates is lost. Reardon. John 206 Medford Street. Com- mercial Course; Traffic Squad; Bank. Who said boys can’t blush? Rigluy-two Redmond. Margaret Peggy,” 8 Bellevue Ter- race. General Course. Some one small and fair. Dimpling smile and “brownie hair. Regan. Lillian “Lil, 7 Windom Street. Commercial Course; Traffic Squad 1. 2; As- sistant Treasurer 3. A real all-round girl, one of the best pals and gam- es! sports going. Rcpetti. Eugenia Jinks,” 3 Kimball Street. General Course; Basket- ball ; Bank Worker; Poetry Club. There is a woman at the head of all great things. Reynolds, Edith Patty,” 7!J Glen wood Road. General Course. She’s charming to know. Rice, Anita Xita,” 14 Packard Ave- nue. College Course; As- sistant Bank Treasurer 1, 3; National Honor Society 2. 3; Poetry Club; Graduating with Honor. Thy gentle mind by gentle deeds is known. Rice, Charles 252-A Somerville Ave- nue. General Course; Bank Worker. Perfection does not exist, to expect to possess it is the most dangerous kind of madness. Ripley. Muriel Rip. 1!) Arthur Strecr. General Course; Assist- ant Proctor 1 ; Assistant Treasurer 1; Bank Worker; Prose Club; Poetry Club. A pleasing countenance is no slight advantage. Robbins, William 28 Everett Avenue. Col- lege Course; Orchestra 1. 2; Band 1, 2; Traffic Squad 1 ; President of Poetry Club; National Honor Society; Year Book Staff; Graduating with Honor. Two qualities that often blend, A good sport and loyal friend. Kighty-three Robinson, William “Nig,” 2:5 Preston Road. General Course; Traffic Squad; Glee Club; Bas- ketball ; Gym Leader; Bank Representative; Class Day Officer; Base- ball. He yets lots of dates—in history. Kohitaillc, Alfred “Al.” 20 Powder House Boulevard. Commercial Course; TralVic Squad. He had that merry ylance that seldom ladies’ hearts resist. Kockwood. Gertrude “Gertie.” 1 Glover Circle General Course: Bank Worker. A sweet personality, minus rascality. Rogers, Marguerite “Peggy,” 4‘ Perry Street. Normal Course; Spanish Club; Prose Club; Poetry Club. Where the stream run- neth smoothest, water is ■deepest. Rohnstock, Barbara “Bobbie,” 07 Morrison Avenue. General Course; Glee Club; Staff Artist; Class Day Officer; Sketch Club; Senior Play Usher. One wonders if Harbara is as dignified as she looks. Rollins, Dorothy “Dot,” 223 Summer Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker; Choral Practice. A lovely girl is above al! , rank. Ronan. Theresa “Triggy, 27 Illinois Avenue. Normal Course; Orchestra; Radiator Representative. Education is the appren- ticeship of life. Rooney. Dorothy “Dot.” 77 Munroe Street. Normal Course. Short and sxveet and how petite! Eighty-four Rose, Charles “Swede.” 26 Fairmount Avenue. General Course; Band; T rallic Squad; Room Treasurer; Room Proctor; Glee Club; Orchestra; Track. When constabulary duty's to be done, A policeman's lot is not a happy one. Rosen, Melvin “Mel, 22 Wisconsin Avenue. College Course; Orchestra 1 ; Traffic Squad 1, 2; Poetry Club; National Honor Society; Radiator Representative; Assistant Class Editor; Radiator 1 ; Graduating with Honor. Right or wrong He’s always right. Rosenthal, Edward “Rosy, 72 Central Street. Commercial Course: Bank Treasurer; Traffic Squad 3; Bank Worker; Assistant Room Proctor 1. A day for toil, an hour for sport. By far, my friends, is life too short. Ross. William “Bud.” -51 Adams Street. General Course; Foot- ball ; Basketball; Base- ball. Bud is just like all the boys— They never, never make a noise (?) Rudolph. Helen 10 Glcnwood Road. Com- mercial Course; Bank Worker. Quietness is a sign of brains. Ruggles, Iris 18 Day Street. College Course; Assistant Busi- ness Manager, Radiator 1; Year Book Staff; National Honor Society; Students’ Council; Edi- tor-in-Chicf Radiator 3; Graduating with Honor. Ever demure, ever re- served, liver ready and willing to serve. Rushworth. James 77-A Fremont Street. College Course. Wisdom is better than rubies. Ryan. Helen !)(! Belmont Street. Col- lege Course; Basketball; Poetry Club; Girls’ Ath- letic Association. The dearest head, the sineerest heart. liighty-fl ve Ryan Madaline “Tiggcr,” 3 Morrison Avenue. General Course; Glee Club. A jolly companion, a wonderful friend. A very nice kid, right to the end. Sanborn. Mary “Sanny,” 40 Fairmount Avenue. Normal Course; Sketch Club; Glee Club. Mary, of the neatly mar- ccled hair; Mary, of the quiet, col- legiate air. Sanders, Eva “Sandy,” 78 Beacon Street. General Course; Prose Club; Poetry Club; Girls’ Athletic Associa- tion. Although she hasn't much to say She’s a nice girl with a nice way. Sandquist. Louise Buddy. 13 Sterling Street. General Course; Traffic Squad ; Glee Club; Girls’ Swimming Club; Basketball; Girls’ Ath- letic Association; Field Hockey; Bank Treasurer; Girls’ Debating Society. Wondrous qualities and mild behavior. Santoro, Yolanda Yola. 25 Ivaloo Street. General Course; Treas- urer (Room). One can’t deny the fact that she's a good scholar. Saunders. Dorothy Dottic,” 183 Highland Avenue. Commercial Course. A little girl with a lot to say. Scanlon, Kathleen “Sister.” 7 Virginia Street. Normal Course; Traffic Squad; Basket- ball; Bank W orker. Sister is oh, so charming. Her smiles are quite dis- arming. Schreiber, Ethel Etta,” 80 Irving Street. General Course; Glee Club; Room Proctor. Good things should be praised. Eighty-six Scott, Charles •11 Avon Street. General Course; Traffic Squad; FootI� II; Gym Leader. A mighty fine chap with a promising tomorrow. Sharp, Mae “May lie. 16 Josephin Avenue. General Course Glee Club; Girls’ Ath letic Association; Prose and Poetry Clubs; Swim ming 1; Hockey 1; Has ketball 1, 2. 'Tis true that she is much inclined To sit and talk with all mankind. Shaw, Bertha “Bert.” 13 Ellsworth Street. General Course; Poetry Club; Bank Worker; Basketball 2; Swimming 1, 3. cannot sing the old songs note It is not that deem them lore: 'Tis that can’t remember how they go. Sheehan. Cecilia “Ce. 4!) Avon Street. Normal Course. Kindness is a great virtue. Sheerin. Frank C. 27 Victoria Street. Gen- eral Course; Traffic Squad 1, 2; Radiator 1. 2; Bank Representative 1 ; Class Proctor 1; Track. Always faithful to his work. Shepherd. .May “Maybe,” 0 Harvard Place. General Course; Bank; Girls’ Athletic Association; Prose Club; Poetry Club; Spanish Club; Basketball; Swim- ming. Cood sense and good nature and never sepa- rated. Sherry. Harriet “Harry, 113 Bartlett Street. General Course; Glee Club 1. 2; Radiator Representative 2. 'Tis good will makes in- telligence Shiere, Howard “Howie,” 77 Chandler Street. College Course; Manager of Cross Country Team; Runner on Cross Country Team; Track. Still waters run deep. Eighty-seven Shuman. Florence “Flo, 37 Beacon Street. Commercial Course. Life is mostly froth and bubble, 7 'wo things stand like stone; Kindness in another’s trouble. Courage in our own. Siegel, Doris � !) Webster Avenue. Col- lege Course; National Honor Society; Secretary, Girls’ Debating Society; Poetry Club; Graduating with Honor. find the great thing in this world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving. Silvestri. Adalgisa “Al. 8 Putnam Road. Commercial Course; Typewriting Awards. A lovely girl is above all rank. Silvestri, Geno 8 Putnam Road. Scien- tific Course; Basketball; Traffic Squad. Quiet, but efficient. Skidmore, .Mildred Milly,” 21 Simpson Ave- nue. College Course; Poetry Club; Swimming Club. Charm and sense to her belong, Service, kindness, ever- long. Slack. Ruth “Sis,” m North Street. Normal Course; Basket- ball ; Sketch Club. Shy and gentle, kind and sweet, The kind of a girl we like to meet. Slack, Thelma Thel,” 13«� North Street. Commercial Course. The essence of good' nature. Small, Winifred “Freddie,” 16 West- minster Street. College- Course; Traffic Squad 3; Debating Team 3; National Honor Society; Athletic Association; Assistant Editor of Year Book; Graduating with Honor. seems to me she’s very shy, lint nevertheless she’ll get by. Eighty-eight Smalley, Carl 87 Munroe Street. Scien- tific Course; Traffic Squad. The enthusiastic ami pleasing illusions of youth. Smith. Francis “Smitty, 146 West Adams Street. General Course; Traffic Squad. 7is valor teaches us to cherish high deeds. Smith, Elinor 125 Hudson Street. Col- lege Course: Poetry Club; Swimming Club. Your winning smile, Your cheerful trend. Gosh, O Golly! What a friend. Snyder. Margaret “Peg, 181) Boston Ave-' nue. General Course; Bank Worker; Assistant Bank Treasurer; Traffic Squad 3. Those true eyes. Too pure and too honest in aught to disguise. The sweet soul shining through them. Somers, Warren 305 Medford Street. General Course. am not a politician, and my other habits arc good. Sonnenberg, Susannah Sue. 8 Sargent Avenue. Commercial Course; Players’ Club; Spanish Club; Basketball; Hockey; Radiator Repre- sentative ; Bank Treas- urer; Senior Play; Glee Club; Prose Club; Girls’ Athletic Association. Let us respect red hair! Especially Susannah’s. Spaulding. Russell' Russ, 53 Cherry Street: General Course; Radiator Representative. Though am not fiery and rash. Yet have something in. me dangerous. Spence. Paul 54 Adams Street. Foot- ball ; Traffic Squad 1; Basketball; Prose Club. .1 little work, a little play. To keep us going — and: so good-day! Eighty-n ina Speran .a. Anthony “Duke,” 171 Cedar Street. General Course; Traffic Squad; Track: Proctor. Come uhat come may, Time ami the hour runs through the roughest day. Spiers. William «Bill” 52 Franklin Street. General Course; Baseball; Football. Not tall, not small, Liked by all. Sprague, Miriam Mini.” 11 Rogers Ave- nue. Commercial Course; Radiator Representative: Poetry Club; Traffic- Squad. JVe like her and wish there 'were more like her. Stanley, Ruth “Rufus,” 30 Waterhouse Street. Commercial Course. A friendly smile and a friendly manner. Stephens. Phyllis “Billie.” 11 Greenville Street. General Course; Poetry Club; Proctor: Radiator Representative: Bank Worker; Room Treasurer. Good humor only teaehes charms to last. Still new conquests and maintains the past. Stevenson, James Steve,” 6 Herbert Street. General Course ; Football; Proctor. A man’s company is al- ways enjoyed. Stirling. Jessie Jess,” 51 Ossipee Road. Commercial Course; Poetry Club. I say the world is lovely, and that loveliness is enough! Strong. William “Mel,” 122 Rogers Ave- nue ; Commercial Course; Webster Debating; Boys’ Glee Club; Bank; Traffic Squad. Character gives splendor to youth. Ninety Sudjian, Mabel “Mac,” fill Hall Avenue. Commercial Course. Let me live in my house by the side of the road and be a friend to man.” Sullivan, Edith “Sully,” 165 Albion Street. Normal Course. In fact there's nothing that keeps its youth. So far as know, but kindness and truth. Sullivan, Katherine Glen Street. Normal Course; Traffic Squad. Care to our coffin adds a nail no doubt. And every grin so merry drazvs one out. Sullivan, Leonard “Ned,” 217 College Ave- nue. General Course; Basketball; Glee Club; Track; Traffic Squad. That which ordinary men are fit for, I am qualified in; and the best of me is diligence. Sumner, Grace 276 Summer Street. Gen- eral Course; Students Council; National Honor Society; Class Vice- President 1. 2, Basket- ball. Tame is what you have taken. Character’s xvhat you give; When to this truth you waken, Then you. begin to live. Sussenberger, Frederick Esquire,” 44 Albion Street. General Course; Proctor; Baseball; Bank Treasurer; Radiator Representative. My words fly up, my thoughts remain belozv; Words without thoughts never to heaven go. Swift. Edna “Ed,” 61 Hudson Street. Commercial Course; Typewriting Award. Ah, that such siveet things should be fleet. Such fleet things sweet! Switzer, Bert 11 Fenwick Street. Gen- eral Course; Basketball; Proctor. Is life worth living? Yes, so long as there is wrong to right. Ninety-one Syrcurcz, Frank “Duke.” ! 7 Mt. Vernon Street. General Course; Traffic Squad; Football; Baseball. The Majesty That from man’s soul looks through his eager eyes. Taggard. William “Tag,” 21 Cedar Street. College Course; Traffic Squad; Prose Club; Poetry Club. linger, restless, and vitally alive zvith ambition. Tanzilli. Anna “Ann,” 22 Cameron Ave- nue. General Course; Poetry Club. Let no unworthy influence .distract your attention. Taylor. Donald “Don,” 150 Curtis Street. Scientific Course; Traffic Squad; Senior Play Stage Manager; National Honor Society; Chess Club; Prose Club; Year Book Staff; Assistant Proctor; Players’ Club. Did you ever knozv a red- headed person who tons n’t .interesting t Taylor, Grace “Grade,” 57 Gorham Street. Commercial Course. An easy-going personality that makes for friendship. Thomas, Russell “Pcpsodcnt,” -11 Wash- ington Street. General Course; Football; Base- ball ; Basketball; Traffic Squad. Men of few words are the best men. Thompson, Thomas “Greek.” 103 Pennsylvania Avenue. General Course; Football; Room Treas- urer. An easy-minded soul, and always zeas. Thorton. James “Gump,” 27 Brook Street. College Course; Track; Baseball; Football; Poetry Club; Traffic Squad; Basketl all. Many reeeize ad-vice, Hut fezv profit by it 2Cis:oty-t � 'o Thurber, Harold “Blondv,” 2t 3 Broadway Rear. Scientific Course; Tumbling Team. Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusi- asm. Townsend, Evelyn “Eve.” r Pinckney Place. Commercial Course; Bank Worker. The joy of youth and health displayed, And ease of heart her every look conveyed. Traverse, Edmund “Em.” 34 Summit Avenue. General Course; T raffic Squad; Treasurer: Chest Clui� ; Class Proctor: Glee Club; Footl� alJ; Baseball; Poetry Club; Debating Society; Band. A mighty fine fellow. Truelson. Myrtle 3 Rogers Avenue. Gen- eral Course. lie not merely good, be good for something. Turner, John Jack.” 1S-A Gorham Street. College Course; Traffic Squad; Orchestra ; Poetry Club. Hut now my task is smoothly done, can fly, or can run. Tuttle, Mildred “Tut,” lo Arthur Street. Commercial Course; Girls' Athletic Association; Basketball; Field Hockey; Glee Club; Poetry Club; Prose Club; Tercentenary Pageant; Gymnasium Leader. A live wire from start to finish, Her wit and zeal never diminish. Tyman, Harold Harry,” 7 Stickney Ave- nue. General Course; Baseball; Track; Traffic Squad. I)o you realize your great- ness? Veale, Paul Moose,” 3 Edward Wil- son Square. General Course; Proctor; Radiator Representative; Baseball; Traffic Squad; Glee Club. If there’s work to be done. Get Moose, he's the will- ing one! Ninety-three Veinotte, Natalie “Nat,” I” Melvin Street. General Course. Smile a lit lie, smile a little, as you jo along; Not alone when life is pleasant, hut when things go wrong. Veignani, Milton “Mil,” 7 Miller Street. College Course; Baseball; Traffic Squad; Poetry Club; Italian Club. Till the light of life is dim, li e always will remember him. Vitello, Dominick “Nicky, 11 Belmont Place; General Course; Football; Basketball; Baseball; Captain ot Football and Baseball, 3. My meaning in saying that he is a good man, is to have you understand me that he is sufficient. Voltolini, Dahlia “Dal,” � 33 Somerville Avenue. College Course; Poetry Club; Prose Club. To look up and not down. To look forward and not hack. To look out and not in, And to lend a hand. Wade, Paul Dave,” 10 Westwood Road. Scientific Course. IVhat e'er he did was done with so much ease, In him alone 'twas natural to please. Waitzkin, Ida “I,” 1-A Beacon Street. College Course; National Honor Society; Girls’’ Debating Society; Class Day Officer; Poetry Club; Graduating with Honor. How sweet and gracious even in common speech Is that fine sense which men call courtesy. Wales, Warren “Speedy,” 23 Jason Street. Arlington. Commercial Course; Webster Debat- ing Society; Football; Radiator Representative; Bank Worker; Traffic Squad 2, 3; Class Day Officer; Manager of Track 2. Don't hurry so — Some day you'll meet yourself coming hack. Walgis, Frederick ■’ • Oxford Street. College Course; Basketball; Traf- fic Squad 1 ; Junior Play. There is no duty we so much underrate as the duty of being happy. N i ii -1 y - four Ward, Irene Walker. Harold Hal,” 17 Dickson Street. General Course. Cheerful company shortens the miles. Wallace, Avis “Ave,” II Brastow Ave- nue. Commercial Course: Glee Club; Bank Worker. If a good faec is a letter of recommendation, a (food heart is a letter of credit. Wallace. Edwin Ed. 28 Maine Avenue. Commercial Course; Track. That man is great, and he alone. Who serves a greatness not his own. Walsh, Margaret “Peggy,” -'57 Oak Street. Commercial Course; Bank. li e rise in glory, as we sink in pride; Where boasting ends, there dignity begins. “Reney.” 32 Derby Street. Commercial Course; Class Editor; Year Book Staff; Bank Worker; Associate Editor; Junior Issue; Girls' Debating Society; Senior Play Committee; Players’ Club. In law it’s constitution- ality: In Irene it's ultra-person- ality. Warfield, Alfreda Al. 12 Landers Street. College Course; Poetry Club. She’s all that fancy painted her, She’s lovely; she’s divine. Warren. Miriam DO Putnam Road. Com- mercial Course. So siceetly she bade me adieu, thought that she bade me return. Watkins, Ellen “Xelle,” 22 Hamilton Road. College Course; Poetry Club; Room T rcasurcr. One of our quiet seniors— in school. Ninety-five Watson, Florence Weinstein, William “Flo,” W YVhceler Street. College Course; Swim- ming 3; Poetry Club 2; Physical Training Leader 2; Graduating with Honor. Her ready ivit and cheery smile Proclaim lo all she's a friend worth 'while. Watt, Ralph 117 Belmont Street. Com- mercial Course; Players’ Club; Traffic Squad; Sketch Club; Poetry Club; Treasurer 3; Proc- tor 1, 2. 3; Radiator Staff; Prose Club. To be bored is an in- escapable confession of deep thought. Watts. George Wattsie,” 33 Raymond Avenue. General Course; Traffic Squad. Always on the fob. Weeks. Gladys “Glad.” 251-A Highland Avenue. General Course; Room Proctor 3; Glee Club; Bank Worker. friends are like melons. Shall I tell you why? To find one good, you must a hundred try. “W'inkie,” 19 Calvin Street. Commercial Course; Traffic Squad 1; Gym Leader 1. 2; Glee Club 2. 3; Tercentenary Pageant; Basketball; Baseball. A low chuckle, eyes in which lurk mischief, and a face beaming with fun. Wellington, Helen 18 F.verett Avenue. Col- lege Course; Glee Club 1, 2. 3; Spanish Club 2; Prose Club 2. 3; Traffic Squad; National Honor Society; Graduating with Honor. It is easy enough to be pleasant, When life flows along like a song; Put the one worth while is the one who can smile, When everything goes dead wrong. Wharton. Elmer Al,” 17 Simpson Avenue. Scientific Course. The more toe do, the more we can do. Wheeler, William “Bill,” 51 Ossipce Road. Commercial Course. The wealth of a man is the number of things he loves and blesses. Ninety-six Whitcomb, Dorothy “Dot.” Essex Street. Commercial Course; As- sistant Bank Treasurer. Who in all things is wise and just. White. Irene “Renic,” 22 Knapp Street. Commercial Course; Proc- tor. The fairest garden in her looks, And in her mind the iviscst books. Whiteacre. Harold Harry. 31 Fairfax Street. Commercial Course; Fife and Drum and Bugle Corps; Bank Teller; Proctor; Traffic Squad; Band. The only way you can be- come of any value to yourself is to become in- dispensable to others. Whittemore, Lawrence “Whitty,” 28 Central Road. General Course; Traffic Squad; Club. Prose Tact and talent strong team. make a Wiencko, Blanche W'inkie.” 105 Prospect Street. College Course; Glee Club; Poetry Club; Girls’ Debating; Prose Club; Orchestra; Traffic Squad ; Basketball. Winkie is demure and shy. Wilder. Harold Wellare,” 88 Partridge Avenue. General Course. Merit is greater than fame. Wilkins, Frank “Fink,” 21 Walker Street. Scientific Course ; National Honor Society; T rartic Squad; Senior Play; Chess Club; Prose Club; Players’ Club. Those thoughts that wan- der through eternity. Williams. Brooks 27 Moreland Street. Com- mercial Course; Prose Club; Poetry Club. Every man is a volume if you know how to read him. Ninety-seven Williams, Gertrude “Sis, 45 Mansfield Street. Commercial Course; Italian Club. Thus I steer my hark, and sail On even keel, with gentle gale. Wilson. Helen “Fwannie,” ‘34 Femvick Street. General Course: Glee Club; Poetry Club; Trafiic Squad 2; Spanish Club; Bank Worker: Prose Club. That contagious giggle from our good-humored classmate Assures us that she’ll never frown, no matter what her fate. Winn. Garland “Windy,” 2 Essex Street. General Course; Football; Basketball; Baseball; Track. The human race is gov- erned by its imagination. Woodworth. Dorothy “Dot.” SO Hudson Street. General Course; Basket- ball ; Glee Club; Bank Worker. The vocation of every man and woman is to serve other people. Worthen. Randolph “Rudy,” 115 Museum Street. General Course. Youth comes hut once in a lifetime. Wright, Arthur Art.” 38 Illinois Ave- nue. General Course; Glee Club; Sketch Club; As- sistant Room Treasurer 1; T rack. My right there is none to dispute. Wyner, Sica “Si. 232 School Street. General Course; Base- ball; Track. How he can play and how he can run! York, Ernest “Ernie, 42 Meachair. Road. General Course. Worth makes the man. Ninety-eight York. Gordon “Yorkie,” 110 Sycamore Street. College Course; Tennis 2; Basketball 3; Proctor 3; National Honor Society. When Was a child spake as a child—When became a man. put away childish things. York. Murray 98 Fell sway West. Gen- eral Course; Band; Trartic Squad; Prose Club. Since brevity is the soul of wit— will be brief. Y’oung, Vera “Vc,” 209-A Pearl Street. Commercial Course; Bank Worker; Proctor 1; Class Day Captain 2. An all-around sport is Vera. Zaichuk. Edward “Chuck,” 43 M unroe Street. College Course; Traffic Squad. A man is what he is. not what men say he is. Zermani, John Johnny,” 22 Brook Stnet. General Course; Football 2. 3; Basketball 2; Track 2. 3; Baseball 2. 3; Manager of Base- ball 3; Traffic Squad; Room Proctor 1 ; Glee Club. He who hesitates is lost. Zidel. Saul Sally. 8.ri Bartlett Street. General Course; Traffic Squad 1 ; Proc- tor 1. Never do today what yon can do tomorrozv. Zuffante. Alfred AI. 423 Broadway. Col- lege Course; Football 2, 3; Basketball 1. 2; Traf- fic Squad; Poetry Club. Worth makes the man, leant of it the fellow. Zwicker. Marjorie “Marj.” 92!) Broadway. General Course. She has opinions of her own. Ninety-nine SENIOR CLASS HISTORY Three years ago on September 19, 1928, we, this Senior Class, entered Somerville High School as ordinary, timid Sophomores. Although the building was under con- struction, we quickly adapted ourselves to the situation. Finally the time came that we might elect our class officers, and in March we heard speeches of acceptance from President, James Doolin; Vice-President, Grace Sumner; Secretary, Lucille Davis; and Treasurer, Harold Larsen. On May 10, we gave a most successful and delightful Sopho- more Class Dance. After a much-needed summer vacation, we returned in September, 1929, possess- ing more “ease and sophistication,” also a desire for hard work. Again it came time for the class officers to be elected and the same four people were honored by being re- turned to their previous positions. That year many Juniors gained prominence by get- ting on Maximum Credit and Credit, being active in Athletics, Orchestra, Band, and thirty-one members were taken into the “National Honor Society.” Then the Junior Night Committee, composed of Eleanor Bates, John Hamilton, and Isabelle Parker, gave us an enjoyable evening — that one evening of pleasure awarded to the Juniors each year. It was as “dignified and honorable” Seniors that we returned in September, 1930. Still again we put faith in the same four class officers to lead us on to graduation. In putting on the Senior Play, the Senior Play Committee, consisting of Emma Goulart, Everett Day, and Irene Ward, and members of the cast, did a splendid piece of work. In our Senior year thirty-three members were pledged into the “National Honor Society.” Next came the Senior Dance, May 22, at which everyone had a good time. Then Class Day, Senior Night, and Graduation, all went by quickly. We have tried our best to support each and every interest for three years. We have succeeded only through the untiring efforts of the teachers who gladly gave their time and talent to help us to gain the right ideals. We thank them all. With these ideals in mind and the experience gathered here, we shall always be able to remem- ber our high school days as pleasant, happy, and most profitable ones. One hundred One hundred on� ROBERT HAYES, Pros. PHYLLIS ATKINSON, Sec. One hundred two JEAN STACKPOLE, Vice-Pres. IRVING ISINGER, Treas. JUNIOR CLASS HISTORY On September 9th, 1930, we took up the dignified and pleasant duty of being Juniors. Calmly we looked over the young Sophomores and graciously accepted the Seniors, but immediately we gained the forefront and there remained for the year. Our first excitement came in the election of Class Officers. We again honored those serving last year by re-electing: President, Robert Hayes Vice-President, Jean Stackpole Secretary, Phyllis Atkinson Treasurer, Irving Isinger The first Class Meeting as Juniors was held November 25th, and speeches of ac- ceptance were given by the Class Officers. Throughout the year, in all branches of athletics, our Junior boys brought honor to the class. Most outstanding as all-around athletes were: Daniel Lynch, Joseph Regan, Arthur Mahan, and Alec Plumer. We also had representatives in the various other school organizations and activities and many names were on the honor list. Achieving maximum credit were: Rae Ander- son, Angela Calendrella, Ruth Capon, Evelyn Edelstein, Stedman Green, Adele Haley, Dorothy Rogers, Warren Russell, Sybil Sanderman. Julia Saparoff. On April 1st, we elected our Junior Night Committee: Phyllis Downs, chairman, assisted by Rosamund Rieser and John Elliott. Great excitement prevailed until the long-waited-for day arrived. On May 22nd, Junior Night was held. An entertainment was given first, followed by dancing and a general good time, a night not soon to be forgotten. We are now anticipating with pleasure and pride our Senior year in this school which has given us so much, and which we hope to repay by the honor we may bring to it in later years. One hundred three One hundred four SCHOOL OFFICE cafeteria MR. AVERY’S OFFICE MUSIC ROOM Sophomores PAUUNC ftA wOCD One hundred five JOHN ROMAN, Pres. FRANCES HAYES, Sec. MARION STRONG, Vice-Pres. JOSEPH SCANLAN, Treas. One hundred six SOPHOMORE CLASS HISTORY The Clarion sounded from Central Hill to the North, East, South, and West on September 9, 1930, calling the pupils to their year of study in the Senior High School. We were officially welcomed to the Senior High School on September 12, 1930, by our Headmaster, Mr. Avery. At the assembly called for this purpose we were also acquainted with the schedule of social activities of which we were to be a part. Our first term proved highly successful with fifty-eight Sophomores appearing on the Honor Roll, and gave the class one of its first opportunities to be proud of the records made in the Junior High School and maintained here. The class evidenced its entertaining ability in the miscellaneous program presented by members of the school under the auspices of the Players’ Club on February 12, 1931. It is customary in our High School that all classes have officers to conduct the busi- ness of the class for the ensuing year. The preliminary election was held on March 20, to select candidates to fill the various offices and on March 25 the final election was held. The following officers were chosen:— President, John Ronan Vice-President, Marion Strong Secretary, Frances Hayes Treasurer, Joseph Scanlan At a subsequent assembly the newly-elected Sophomore officers assumed their duties and planned an informal dance in the school gymnasium. Assisting the officers, Bar- bara Young, Melba Zwicker, James Card, John Sparks were asked to serve as a dance committee. On May 15, a very successful dance was held, which firmly established the Sophomore Class as leaders in the social activities of the school. With our class distinguishing itself scholastically and supporting the High School activities socially, we look forward to as equally a successful year as Juniors in 1932. Frances Hayes, Secretary. One hundred seven 3hx ittrmnriam tzsthrr Jlarmrntrr Dicb Orrrmbrr 13. 1U3U Miss Parmenter was elected to the Somerville High School in September, 1910. Her interests lay among good books and flowers, She loved the out-of-doors and all it taught; She tried to lend a hand where help was needed, And in return no gratitude was sought. E. L. Harrirt iH. $pll Dirb 3lamtan| 1C. 1U31 ♦ ♦ Miss Bell was elected to the Somerville School System in 1901, and came to the High School in January, 1920. For ten years she served our High School well As earnest teacher, cheerful worker, friend. She leaves with us a heritage of love Wherein our thankfulness and sorrow blend. E. L. One hundred eijjht ORGCM-Zcsions One hundred nine THE STUDENTS’ COUNCIL The Students’ Council of Somerville High School consists, as in former years, of the officers of the Sophomore, Junior, and Senior classes, the two head proctors from each floor, the President of the National Honor Society, the Chief of the Traffic Squad, and the Editor-in-chief of the “Radiator.” The Council’s aim is to promote a closer co-operation between the students and the faculty and also to work with the students toward the success of all activities of the three classes. In December the Students’ Council ran a dance, which was a great success, to raise money for the Athletic Association. It then, undertook a new plan for the lunch room, whereby the students patrol the room the latter half of the period to see that all waste is put in the proper place. The Council is now at work on a booklet that gives infor- mation concerning the building, rooms, teachers, and the various activities of the school. It has conducted the Lost and Found Department, and the Red Cross Drive. Delegates from our number attended the State Student Council Convention held at Everett High School, February 21, 1931. The Council has worked with a will this year and hopes that it has been successful in solving some of the students’ problems. It wishes the Council of next year the best of success. One hundred ten Lucille Davis, Secretary, 1931. TRAFFIC SQUAD SUPERVISORS Traffic Squad The Traffic Squad has been operating for a number of years and has always been help to the school. This past year has been a very successful one. A one-way system of filing on stairways that will reduce congestion and promote easier, quicker, and systematic filing has been installed and is now working very smoothly. It is only by the co-operation of the pupils that we have reached any degree of perfection. At this time we desire to express our thanks and appreciation to the student body for its co-operation with us. To the Traffic Squad of next year we wish the best of luck, and hope they will carry on the work of their predecessors. May they organize a better and larger squad to bring more credit to the school. Harold A. Larsen, Director. One hundred eleven One hundred twelve NATIONAL HONOR SOCIETY NATIONAL HONOR SOCIETY SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL Class of 1931 OFFICERS First Semester President, Hyman Goldenstein Vice-President, Eleanor Bates Secretary, Isabelle Parker Treasurer, Donald Taylor Second Semester President, Robert Kehoe Vice-President, Iris Ruggles Secretary, Florence Connolly Treasurer, Melvin Rosen Dorothy Anderson Eleanor Bates Florene Bell Ruth Buff uni Dorothy Burns Frances Card Martha Chapman Shirley Childs Doris Cohen Florence Connolly Lucille Davis Florence Dean Dorothea Dundon Alice Fitzpatrick Violet Fortin Dorothy Gattoni Emma Goulart Lillian Grossman Ruth Harding Eda Johnson Bertha Jones Eileen Kenney MEMBERS Lily Kertzman Virginia Laurie Olga Martini Eva Merritt Ella Munro Sarah Muscolino Alice Nahigian Isabelle Parker Mary Purdy Anita Rice Iris Ruggles Doris Siegel Winifred Small Grace Sumner Ida Waitzkin Helen Wellington Frank Chinchiolo Antonio Dente James Doolin Benjamin Dow Alfred Gianelli Hyman Goldenstein Gordon Gott David Hallett Clinton Hopkins Stanley Howard Roland Humphrey Chester Jones Robert Kehoe Harold Larsen Frank Mangano Charles McCarthy George McKenna George Newman Lucius Packard Roy Pearson Edmund Quinlan William Robbins Melvin Rosen Donald Taylor Frank Wilkins Gordon York The National Honor Society, founded in 1920, was the first nation-wide society established especially for High School students and it now comprises over twenty-five thousand members. It was chartered in the Somerville High School in 1927. In the Somerville High School the faculty elect, each year, fifteen per cent of the Senior Class and five per cent of the Junior Class who have shown evidence of high character, service to the school and efficient leadership. The aim of the society is set forth in the constitution as follows:— “The purpose of this organization shall be to create an enthusiasm for scholarship, to stimulate a desire to render service, to promote leadership, and to develop character in the students of the American secondary schools.” One hundred thirteen THE ORCHESTRA The Orchestra The School Orchestra, under the capable leadership of Aaron Hershkovitz has progressed admirably this year. The membership has been increased gradually through the addition of several members of the second orchestra. We were fortunate in having one of our members, Edgar Wyman, selected to play in the concert given by the Syra- cuse Conference Orchestra, and about twelve members played in the New England sec- tion of the same orchestra in Boston. This orchestra was rated as one of the best of the National School Organizations. The orchestra has greatly improved in the instrumental balance, now having the standard proportion of string basses, trombones and horns. The grade of music used by our orchestra, as demonstrated by both last year’s and this year’s concerts consists of highly recognized, classical selections, and is now doing accompaniment work which in past years was done by a symphonic group composed of players outside of the school. One hundred fourteen BAND Band The Band, aided by an influx of new talent from the Junior High Schools, enjoyed a very successful year. Its membership consists of sixty members who have attended rehearsals regularly. Everyone has entered into the work with great enthusiasm and this enthusiasm and in- terest has shown itself in the improved technique and ability of the Band. The students directing the Band were:— STANLEY LINDH, Conductor PAUL MAYNARD, Drum Major The organization has appeared in public at the school athletic contests and in the Patriots’ Day and Memorial Day parades. A concert, a new venture of the band, was attempted this year and met with much approval. The Band is composed of Juniors and Sophomores for the most part. With this nucleus upon which to build, an even more successful year is anticipated next year. Stanley Lindh, Conductor. One hundred fifteen GIRLS’ ORCHESTRA Girls’ Orchestra In addition to the many musical organizations already established in the Somerville High School, an attempt has been made to organize an orchestra exclusively for girls. Weekly rehearsals are held every Thursday in Room 315 from 2 until 3 o’clock. Although small in number and lacking many necessary instruments, this group is conscientiously working and striving to play and appreciate the best in music. It is earnestly endeavoring to build up a repertory of good musical selections. Since its organization in February the orchestra has made two public appearances. The first was at a luncheon given by the Somerville Rotary Club. On this occasion solos were given by the various members, together with several orchestral numbers by the group. Much praise and commendation was given the girls on their initial appearance. The orchestra also supplied the music for the annual meeting of the National Honor Society of the Somerville High School. We hope this group is only a beginning from which we can build a larger organiza- tion. With the incoming class from the Junior High Schools we hope to be supplied with new members, thereby supplanting the older members who are graduating. One hundred sixteen Isabelle Forsyth, '33. JUNIOR RADIATOR STAFF Junior Issue of Radiator On Thursday, April 23, the Junior Issue of the Radiator was placed in the hands of its subscribers. Its contents were of a quality chosen to interest and yet to improve the reader’s mind. Foremost among its literary articles was “The Quest of the Ebony Buddha.” In addition to the usual allotment of stories there were several humorous articles. Among the other regular Radiator features, which were present and well represented, was an abundance of cartoons, cleverly portraying a variety of activities. The editor wishes to thank the members of the school for their support. The staff, too, deserves great praise for its splendid efforts. The greatest praise, however, should .go to the regular Radiator Staff, especially the Editor-in-Chief without whose guid- ance and help the Junior Issue could not have succeeded. Irving Murray, Editor. One hundred seventeen PROSE CLUB One humired eighteen BOYS’ GLEE CLUB THE WEBSTER DEBATING SOCIETY The Webster Debating Society The Webster Debating Society looks back on the season of 1930-1931 as one of great success. The meetings have been well attended and the members have shown supreme interest in the work of the society. The season marked the revival of Somerville High’s participating in interscholas- tic debates. A dual debate between teams from Somerville and Arlington brought added honors to the society. Robert Kehoe, Vincent Maloney, Hyman Goldenstein and John Guidici participated in the first debate over the radio by Greater Boston Schools defeating Malden High School. In the Second Annual Prize Speaking contest held on March 31, the first prize was won by John Guidici and the second by Hyman Golden- stein. The officers of the club played an important part in the society’s success. They were for the first term: President, John Guidici; Vice-President, Edward Fitzpatrick; Sec- retary, Vincent Maloney; Treasurer, Hyman Goldenstein; Marshal, Charles MacCarthy; Assistant Marshal, Damon Marshall. The officers for the second term were: President, Vincent Maloney; Vice-Presi- dent, Robert Kehoe; Secretary, John Hamilton; Treasurer, Sherman Levenson; Marshal, James Doolin, and Assistant Marshal, Hyman Goldenstein. Mr. Donahue, the Moderator, working in complete harmony with the officers, has contributed largely toward the success of the season’s undertakings. To his untiring •efforts, in a large way, is due the success of the speaking contest and the interscho- lastic debates. John Hamilton, Secretary. One hundred nineteen GIRLS’ DEBATING SOCIETY Girls’ Debating Society The Girls’ Debating Society has enjoyed a very interesting and profitable year. It has, by its varied programs consisting of debates, forums, and discussions of briefs, at- tempted to help the girls improve themselves in the art of speaking and to give them better knowledge of many other fields. The Girls’ Debating Team consisting of Miriam Gordon, ’31; Lillian Grossman, ’31; Winifred Small, '31, and Arline Peretsman, ’31, alternate, defeated the Girls' Latin School of Boston, in a debate on the subject, “Resolved: That Capital Punishment in Massachusetts Should Be Abolished.” The new officers for next year are Arline Peretsman, President; Margaret Rogers,. Vice-President; Annette Jervis, Secretary, and Evelyn Edelstein, Treasurer. We are sure they will carry the society on to another successful year. Much thanks is due to Miss Smith and Miss Connolly for the excellent co-operation and help they have accorded the members of the society. Cne hundred twenty One hundred twenty-one SENIOR PLAY CAST AND COMMITTEE • '...............'■ GIRLS’ GLEE CLUB One hundred twenty-two SOPHOMORE GIRLS’ GLEE CLUB BANK WORKERS, BOYS The High School Bank Although confronted by adverse conditions, the High School Bank has just experi- enced one of the most successful years of its existence from the point of view of active participants. The enrollment has been unusually large this year — over 96 '.I of the total mem- bership of the school being enrolled. The weekly records show that over 75 of the members have regularly made deposits. This success is most gratifying because it shows clearly that one of the purposes for which the bank was established, namely — that of encouraging the growth of a regular habit of saving among the pupils — is be- ing realized. Once more the High School Bank has been honored by the American Bankers Association, who at their last convention placed the name of the Somerville High School upon the Roll of Honor of the country. It is only through the co-operation existing between teachers and pupils that the High School Bank has attained such results. The High School Bank is proving each year more and more definitely that it is providing an exceptional opportunity to the members of the student body — an oppor- tunity to secure a working knowledge of the daily practices of business. Over two hun- dred students have been privileged to avail themselves of this unusual advantage. These pupils have found the bank work of inestimable value and their later experiences will show them even more forcefully the lasting value and importance of their training. The pupils, both depositors and workers, who have taken an active part in this thrift movement are undoubtedly gaining a clearer conception of thrift. Their realizations of the potency of thrift have been broadened. In their participation in the banking, they are comprehending in a lucid fashion the importance of co-operation and co-ordi- nation. Rae D. Anderson, ’32. Oik- hundred twenty-three CAFETERIA Cafeteria The Somerville High School Cafeteria is thoroughly equipped with the very latest appliances for preparing, serving and keeping food. This equipment includes an elec- tric bread slicer, an electric meat slicer, a Hobart Mixer, a potato parer, an electric egg beater, a large Frigidaire refrigerator and an aluminum steam-jacketed kettle. An electric-driven dish washer, clothes washer and ironer facilitate the cleansing of every- thing used in the Cafeteria and Teachers’ Lunch Room. This Cafeteria and Lunch Room serve daily about 2,000 pupils and 100 teachers. The food is carefully and hygienic-ally prepared and attractively served. Under the man- agement of Mr. Sprague, the direct supervision of Miss Luce and the able assistance of six women helpers, this large number of pupils and teachers is catered to in a very few moments. That 2,000 pupils can be served in the short time of 14 minutes shows excellent management and faultless co-ordination. The Cafeteria can accommodate at one time 900, the Teachers’ Lunch Room 60, all comfortably seated. Our Cafeteria and Lunch Room are second to none, the food is ex- cellent and the prices are so low that anyone can obtain a satisfactory luncheon at a surprisingly small expense. John A. Avery. One hundred twenty-four One hundred tivcnty-fivs TRACK GIRLS’ BASKET BALL One hundred twenty-six BOYS’ BASKET BALL TEXXIS TEAM STAFF ARTISTS One hundred twenty-sevda ROOM PROCTORS One humlri i] twenty-ftight SENIOR CLASS COMMITTEES OUIII-A'JUO.W J [ J| UIU| dUQ nvaiooj rnvaasva GIRLS’ SWIMMING TEAM One hundred thirty GIRLS’ HOCKEY One hundred thirty-one POETRY CLUB n.uj-AMnn pwpunq oii( TRAFFIC SQUAD CLERICAL PRACTICE ROOM TYPEWRITING ROOM COOKING ROOM BOOKKEEPING ROOM AUDITORIUM LIBRARY BANK CHEMISTRY LECTURE ROOM On2 hundred thirty-fiv� FREEHAND DRAWING ROOM MECHANICAL DRAWING ROOM PHYSICS LABORATORY CHEMISTRY LABORATORY One hundred thirty-six GIRLS’ GYMNASIUM BOYS’ GYMNASIUM GYMNASIUM SHOWERS One humlroil thirty-seven BANK WORKER. : UlSjO-AUnn pojptimi auo BANK TREASURERS HUMOR TO THE SENIORS TO BE! We the class of 1931 feel that the coming classes should benefit by our mistakes and ex- periences, and so we have compiled a manual of suggestions, a handbook of hints or what have you, for the furtherment of education. This select volume may be had by any student who presents the proper credentials, i. e., viz., e. g. at least one “D,” one private session with a floormaster and failure to pass the well known history exams. After long and arduous reflection and much research we have concocted the following me- chanical and otherwise improvements for the classrooms, corridors and building at large. 1. A Roof Garden on the Gym roof. 2. Double-jointed board erasers. 3. Hot Dog and Lemonade stands in the corridors for weary students. 4. Overstuflfed chairs and footstools. 5. Individual slippers and electric fans. 6. Automatic translators. 7. Sunken Gardens in the lunch room. 8. Luminous chalk. 9. Lectures by remote control. 10. Soup forks for whiskered students. 11. Whistles for the Traffic Squad. 13. Escalators. ♦No. 12 is missing, look and see! We feel that some of the above alterations may require some elucidation — try and get it. Excerpt From a Great Farewell Address By Professor Anon S. B. Ladies and gentlemen and future candidates for the world’s great school of experience. You stand now before the open door. You haven’t opened it yet but you have your hand on the door knob. What have you as you stop to medi- tate in the aimless rush of high power home work, what have you garnered from your tem- porary life within these cloistered walls? What, I ask you ? Perhaps you better ask me anyway as I am nearing the end of my speech, at least, every time I open my mouth great deeds aro wrought. How wroughten I will leave you — don’t go away, I’m not leaving you yet — I’m- just leaving you to ascertain whatever it was we were anxious to ascertain. As you plunge- into the sea of business with your diploma in one hand and a life saver in the other (not candy), remember, pause to reflect that many great men like Horatio Alger decided to sink or swim, so your case is not hopeless. If you cannot get a job in the Indefatigable Life In- surance keep courage pulsing in your veins. Every thing comes to him who waits — even street cars. May I touch slightly on one little point? The training you have received in our most admirable cafeteria will stand you in good stead in the future. Your gastronomic system will readily adapt itself to long waits and jostled anticipation of your respective meals thioughout life, and I hope you enjoy many of them. There are a few things which one who ventures out onto life’s high road needs carry with him to combat the elements. Perhaps the first thing is the power of decision. Everyone decides. If you say: “Yes” you decide. If you say: “No” you decide. For instance, great moral and economic controversies such as giving up seats on the tramway involve great principles of de- cision. You say: “Yes, I will,” then “No, I won’t, I don’t want to!” You decided yes! When you think yes and do no, you decide yes. So be sure to learn what to decide, when to de- cide it and where. Much of the confusion in modern life is caused by people deciding with- out having anything to decide. If you don’t believe it try to decide what to decide and how to decide anything when there is nothing to decide. With practice one can de- cide easily. Foresight is another asset, not glasses but One hundred thirty-nine HUMOR mental periscopes. Foresight is just ahead of fifthsight which is just behind foresight. Ex- amples: Having a dime in Lechmere is the re- sult of foresight. Three men were in sight on a dock, another man came in sight and there were foresighted. Oversight is condensed fore- sight at a high altitude. Backsight is part of a gun, and Bangsight is a kind of explosive; that is merely a point of information and has nothing to do with foresight. Last of all. my ambitious young adventurers, may I give this parting morsel of advice when you have traveled life’s long ladder and reached the slippery rung of success, Hang On! Also I hope you never have to recite this poem about your wife:— Ruth is an alchemist I know, And so I’ll have to drop her, For every time I’m out with her My silver turns to copper. Amer. John Guidici (driving a new car, after running over a pet puppy): “Oh! Madame, I will replace your puppy!” Madame Chapman: “Sir, you flatter yourself!” Arthur Morrison (in a physics class): “Do you know what wind is?” William Taggard: “Sure, air in a hurry!” James Doolin: “Do you believe in the rod method of training children?” Frances Connolly: “It is the only thing to make them smart!” Nona Lockman: “Have you read my new book of poetry?” William Robbins: “Yes, I have.” N. L.: “Do you like it?” W. R.: “Yes, but the covers are too far apart!” Laugh — If You Will! Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn. You’re nearing the cross-roads, The brake lining’s worn. Little Boy Blue didn’t let out a peep, No, he's under a tombstone fast asleep. Isabelle Parker up in an airplane: “Please, oh, please do go down, I dropped my pearl brooch!” Paul Maynard (Pilot): “Calm yourself, lady, that’s not your brooch; that’s Lake Erie.” The mule is patient and fond of work. His virtues will bear sifting. Besides, the business end of him Is always so uplifting. We hear Angus MacGinnis applied for the job of valet to Mahatma Gandhi. J. P. R. P. One hundred forty JUNIOR GIRLS Abbott. I :ila V. Adams, Mary C. Adams. Murici F. Albanese, Lena C. Allan. Mary L. Alo. Eva Amcro, Gertrude M. Ames, (irace M. Anderson. Gertrude .1. Annis. Evelyn K. Atkinson, Phyllis A. Avey. Doris M. Ayer, Lillian E. Bagdigian, Rosa Baker, Gertrude V. Baxter, Avis A. Baxter. Ha .el C. Benfante, Jennie E. Benson. Elizabeth K. Bergazzi, Mary E. Bergen, Katherine L. Bertolucci. Rena M. Black. Marjorie E. Blackadar. Blanche B. Blevins. Doris L. Bloom. Edna Bockstrom, Ruth E. Bolt. Catherine L. Boni. Alzira S. Bornstcin, Charlotte Boucouvalas, Alice Bond win, Margaret G. Bouvier. Lydia C. Bowman. Rose A. Bratton, Fraync E. Brazer. Ethel M. Brennan, Florence C. Brennan. Margaret A. Bromfield, Bessie Brooks. Hazel L. Brophy. Rose C. Brown. Catherine F. Brown. Irene A. Bruns. Helen X. Bruun. Helene D. Buckles, Virginia E. Buckley. Helen M. Buckley, Julia M. Buckley. Madeline C. Burbridge, Ruth F. Burk. E. Harriet 38 Busclli. Romola M. Busher, Mary D. Buss. Beatrice M. •Cahalan. Mary G. Calandrella. Angela Callow. Doris L. Campbell. Irene A. -Campliell. Jessie M. Cannon, Janet G. Carbone. Eleanor R. Carey. Frances M. Carr. Evelyn B. Carroll. Agnes . Carter, Thelma G. 11 Mason Street 49 Tufts Street 15 St. James Avenue 17 Trull Street 262 Highland Avenue l Pitman Street 15 Mystic Street 15 Belmont Square 10 Belmont Place 1!� W hitman Street 15 Pearson Avenue 11 Laurel Street 22 Ash Avenue 42 Belknap Street 227 Willow Avenue 5 Hancock Street 201 Pearl Street 22 Mead Street 33 Pearson Avenue 607 Somerville Avenue 80 Porter Street 0 Jaques Street 33 Partridge Avenue 81 Marshall Street 63 Hancock Street 42 Lincoln Parkway 43 Adrian Street 17 Beacon Place 17 W ebster Street 51 Prescott Street 01 Puritan Road 17 Oliver Street 21 Ed mauds Street 61 Kensington Avenue 11 Oak Street 545 Somerville Avenue 18 Sunset Road 27 Gibbons Street 72 Line Street 25 Puritan Road 17 Pennsylvania Avenue 57 Lowden Avenue 7 Loring Street 80 Craigie Street 1 Snow Terrace 53 Prescott Street 220-A Summer Street 11 Hathorn Street 45 Moore Street 14-A Gilman Terrace Powder House Boulevard 65 Wheatland Street 51 Pearson Avenue 10 Dresden Circle 20 Garrison Avenue 28 Spencer Avenue 140 West Adams Street 15 Edmands Street 2 Russell Road 16 James Street 8 Sartwell Avenue 16 Edgar Avenue 3 Mystic Street 37 Ames Street 360 Medford Street Cataldo, Evelyn Cavazzoni. Mary Channell. Norma F. Chiesa, Eleanor M. Chicsa, Elvira R. Chisholm. Christine F. Christian. Catherine V. Chute. Dorothy X. Clair. Ann G. Clogston, Dorothy E. Cloran, Mary T. Coady. Grace Cole. Theresa L. Coll. Marion X. 215 Colorusso, Sally M. Conlon, Mildred A. Connell, Emily E. Corcoran. Irene C. Corkum. Evelyn I). Costa. Amelia M. Coyne. Rita C. Crapon, Ruth A. Cream, Alma F. Crimmins. Elizabeth G. Crochctiere. Olive E. Crossman. Bernice 1. Crotty. Mary 'I . Crouse. Mabel M. Crowell, Helen E. Cummings. Helen T. Curran. Lillian A. Currie. Annette L. Curtin. Estelle V. Curtis, Ruth E. Dalheim. Helen E. Dalton, Mary V. Daniels. Doris M. Daniels. Marie C. Darling. Ethel H. Davis. Doris R. Dearborn. Marguerite M. De Bay. Eleanor L. De Lorine. Dorothy E. Dennison, Alice E. De Simone. Josephine M. De Vellis. Eleanor A. Devine. Adeline R. Diotaiuti. Anna T. Diozzi. Florence Y. De Raflfaele, Angelina T. Doheny, Elinor M. Down. Phyllis 1C Doyle. Evelyn M. Doyle. Virginia G. Drew. Isabel A. Driscoll. Maude 1C Dudley. Pauline L. Dunham. Helen A. 48 Dunn. Margaret A. Eaton. Constance Eckert. Dorothy 1C Edelstcin. Evelyn E. Edwards. Pearl L. Elecn, Ruth C. Elliott, Isabel L. 3!� Irving Street 36 Granite Street 132 Hudson Street 51 Dane Street 75 Grant Street 5 Moore Street 219 Pearl Street 46 Connecticut Avenue 37 Prichard Avenue 18 Kingston Street 15-A Atherton Street 23 Charnwood Road 22 Bond Street Powder House Boulevard 11 Franklin Street 24-R Mt. Pleasant Street 1619 Broadway 55 Thurston Street 16 Lincoln Parkway 47 Raymond Avenue 65 Highland Road 22 Sycamore Street 64 Derby Street 10 Florence Terrace 85 Ossipee Road 28 Michigan Avenue- 466 Somerville Avenue 5n Porter Street 73 Perkins Street 26 Laurel Street 481 Medford Street 25 Ellington Road 38 Prichard Avenue- 62 Putnam Street 8 Chandler Street 1 l-A X or wood Avenue 58 Lowden Avenue 26 Franklin Avenue 27 Alpine Street 38 Hooker Avenue 293 Summer Street 12 School Street 9 Century Street 11 Maple Avenue 73 Marshall Street 13 School Street 262 School Street 176 Lowell Street 564 Somerville Avenue 7 Joseph Street 9 Autumn Street 131 Walnut Street 49 Albion Street 29 Berkeley Street 11 Cambria Street 33 Barton Street 24 Walker Street Powder House Boulevard 23 Robinson Street 36 College Avenue 7!� Curtis Street 63 Park Street 5-A Evergreen Avenue 8 Sartwell Avenue 22 Bond Street One hundred forty-on® JUNIOR GIRLS - Continued Emery, Helen E. Krb, Muriel O. Everett, Louise Fader, Ruth L. Farren, Anna M. Fccas, Louise L. Fcrrarini, Lena M. Finn. Anna C. Fishlin, Lillian Flanagan, Rita A. Fleming, Barbara I. Fleming. Claire ( . Flint. Lillian R. Floyd. Thelma C. Fonseca, Dorothy '1 . Forgionc. Josephine A. Foster, Rita Y. Freeman, Feriulale Freeman. Yirgian S. Frizzell. Margaret F. ialvin, Katherine E. Cardini. Anne J. Gates, Barbara Y. iatto, Mary R. Giaccone, Theresa J. Giberson. Emily E. iillespie. Marguerite Gilliatt. Alice G. • iirard. Edith K. Giroux, Louise K. Glines, Edna M. Goddard. Kathryn L. Gori. Eleanor A. Gostanian, Virginia R. Gourley, Gwendolyn I. Govoni, Laura 1 '.. Graham. Annie E. Greeley. Mary J. Greene, Mary J. Griffith, Doris I. Grillo, Etta I. Groves, Helen L. Guazzaloca. Flora T. Guilderson, Helen L. Hagerty. Louise V. Hale. Katherine L. Hale, Pauline E. Haley. Adele J. Haley. Margaret C. Hall. G. Edith Hall. Marian E. Hallberg, Dorothy M. Hallett. Alma E. Hamilton, E lith S. Hancock. Gertrude L. Hanley, Elizabeth A. Harlow. Helen E. I harper. Elsie R. Harrison. Evelyn P. Hatch. Alice M. Hayes. Kathryn E. Hayward. Pauline E. 2 Healey. Anna G. Hemmerlin. Alice M. Herlihv, Alice V. Herlihy. Margaret Herman. Marguerite Heshion, Amy L. Hillicr. Blanche M. 10 Flint Avenue 13 Pleasant Avenue 11 Clark Street 18 Lesley Avenue •571 Broadway .‘{• � 8 Washington Street 6 Osgood Street 45 Packard Avenue 10 Buckingham Strcei 00 Belmont Street PH) Pearson Road 152 Central Street 32 Fellsway West 11 Thorndike Street 23 Albion Street 33 Claremon Street 81 Walnut Street 57 Hawthorne Street 208 Morrison Avenue 207 Pearl Street 31 W illow Avenue 11 Craigic Terrace 6 I Sycamore Street 10 Ashland Street 156 Summer Street 10 Grand View Avenue .‘18 Farragut Avenue 22 Berkeley Street 80 Lowden Avenue 17 Gilman Street lot; Hudson Street 17 Dell Street 0 Hanson Avenue Iti Rhode Island Avenue 200 Broadway 054 Somerville Avenue 60 Newton Street 1 Connecticut Avenue 11 Curtis Avenue 65 Hudson Street 12 Minnesota Avenue 116 Cedar Street 78 Lowell Street 20 Cedar Street 10 Monmouth Street 10 Sunnvsidc Avenue 38 RadclitTe Road 18 Francesca Avenue M-R Carlton Street •13 Electric Avenue 87 Bay State venue 3.1 Sterling Street 38 Con well Avenue 85 Munroe Street 71 Endicott Avenue 36 Main Street 25 Montrose Street 32 Cameron Avenue 12 Hall Street A1 Boston Avenue 35 Sydney Street 12 Powder House Boulevard 36-R Otis Street 20 Elston Street •15 Dimick Street 08 Mystic Avenue 28 Pearson Road 1 Cypress Street 31 Holyoke Road Hinton, Phyllis M. Hogan, Catherine M. Hogue. Rita S. Holland, Elizabeth T. Hoolc, Mildred Houghton. Ruth E. Howard, Eleanor A. Howard, Louise M. Howard. Thelma L. Hoyt, Laura E. Hughins. Pearl Y. Hunter. Grace F. Hunter, Hazel B. Hutchins, Elina I). Ireland. Doris M. 137 Jacob. Elsie F. Janjigian, Yictoria M. Jaskun. Edna V. Jennings, Mary R. Jervis, Annette jodice, LaSalle P. Johnston. Marion E. Jones, Annie 1. Jones, Dorothy M. Jones. Lois A. Jones. Martha P. Jones. Phyllis P. Joseph, Carol W . Joy, Madeline M. Keane. Doris A. Keane. Mary Y. Kelleher. Josephine T. Kelley. Kathleen M. Kelly’, Helen E. Kelson, Emily M. Kent, Esther Kerner, Frances T. Kidston, Jessie M. Kinsley. Mayhelle J. Kolikoft. Lilly B. Konig, Elizabeth C. Kydd, Ina T. Langonc, Thelma M. Lanzara. Louise E. Lauro, Mary C. Lawless. Gertrude Y. Leahy. Margaret M. Leary. Eleanor R. Lc Beau. Louise T. Lee, Jeanette F. 116 Legere. Doris R. Lentz. Eleanor R. Leonard. Edna I. Lc Sage. Mary E. Leslie, Rita Y. Lewis. Evelyn G. Lombardi. Susan I). Lvdstone. Louise E. Macdonald, Helen G. Macintosh. Mildred I. MacLaughlin. Pearl A. MacLean, Katherine E. MacMaster. Ruth MacQuilken, nna A. Macrokanis. Julia Malone, Margaret R. Malonev. Alice I). 50 Oxford Street 72 Broadway II Sticknev Avenue III Medford Street 5 Wellington Avenue 383 Summer Street 1 Liberty Avenue 10 Liberty Avenue 63 Sycamore Street It! Nashua Street 72 Lexington Avenue 00 Cedar Street 20 Brook Street 12 Park Avenue Powder House Boulevard 10 Connecticut Avenue 51 Temple Street 33 Spring Street 66 Vernon Street 21 Myrtle Street 53 Albion Street II Ames Street 7 Sewall Street 2 Record Court 80 Elm Street 13 Maple Avenue 21 Cherry Street 18 Irving Street 13 Concord Avenue 39 Houghton Street 62 Elm Street 26 Granite Street 45 Ihbctson Street 95 Flint Street 3o Paulina Street 14 Curtis Avenue 10 Calvin Street 119 Museum Street 66 W'inslotv Avenue 3 Rose Street 31 Madison Street 20 Atherton Street 203 Broadway 578 Somerville Avenue 101 Alpine Street 33 Tecle Avenue 58 Partridge venue 13 Wesley Street 05 Temple Street Powder House Boulevard 81 Highland A enue 11 Harvard Street 119 Hudson Street 39 Temple Street 43 Jackson Road 330 Highland Avenue 8 Mt. Pleasant Street 17 Wallace Street 19 Kingston Street 60 Roseland Street 39 Lowell Street 58 Otis Street 75 Ossipee Road 386 Medford Street 155 Somerville Avenue 6 Acadia Park 106 Vernon Street Onn hundred forty-two Jl'MOR GIRLS — Continued Maloney. Helen R. Mamigon, Beatrice Mansfield. Barbara E. Marenghi. Blanche P. Martin. Gladys M. Mates. Blanche S. Mattatall, Josephine, Matthewson, Xewvart. Mazer. Helen S. Mazzarello. Delia C. McAuley. Ethel L. McCarthy, Alice 1). McCarthy. Mary E. McCauley, Mary A. McElwain. Mary M. McGoldrick. Mary C. McKay. Marie (). McKenzie. Ruth V. McLtughlin, Anna Mello, Alice L. Mello, Gloria L. Melrose, Florence A. Merluzzi. Eunice I. Merritt. Gertrude I. Miner. Estella Mitchell. Nona J. L. Mobilia, Josephine M. Molan. Gladys M. Moran. Pauline Morrison. Marjorie A. Muhn, Aida V. Nash. Anna H. Newhall. Catherine G. Ncylan, Dorothy M. Nichols. June V. Nickerson, Beverly A. Nickerson. Marguerite Nihan. Mary 1-'. Nissenbaum. Elizabeth Nobrega, Beatrice Nunziato. Frances H. Ober. Beatrice M. O’Brien. Margaret M. O’Brien. Mary E. O’Connor, Betty L. O’Connor. Dorothv V. Oelfke. Wilma M.' O’Hea. Catherine B. O’Leary. Elizabeth A. O’Leary. Mary E. Oliva. Theresa Osgood, Eleanor Packard. Madelaine E. Pacs. Dorothy M. Palmer. Jennie L. Parker. Lillian R. Parnell. Helen M. Passatempo, Ella E. Paton, Evelvn E. Peak. Blanche M. Pease. Dorothy II. Peretsman. Arline B. Perkins. Barbara II. Perry. Mary E. Perry, Maude E. Phinney. Lillian L. Pindari. Doris M. Poloian. Rosalie L. Potter. Louise lot! Vernon Street fi Banks Street • •1 Hall Avenue 22 Craigie Street Hi Elston Street l’� t� Walnut Street fit) Franklin Street 235 Highland Avenue 51 Dimick Street •15 Hawthorne Street 8 Richdale Avenue II Lincoln Parkway • 55 Simpson Avenue 231 Highland Avenue fiS South Winthrop Road m Elm Street 8 Crross Street 30 Allen Street fi Mardell Circle 252 Beacon Street 252 Beacon Street 42 Chet wynd Road 23 Preston Road 10 Clarendon Avenue •12 Meacham Road 228 Broadway 5 Chester Avenue 8 Stone Place 15 Laurel Terrace 17 Summit Street 9 Putnam Street II Acadia Park 19 Pinckney Street 11 Pearson Road 22 Powder House Boulevard 103 W est Adams Street D. fi9 Heath Street 7fi Pearson Road 8 Hanson Avenue 22 Dimick Street 25 Bonair Street 353 Somerville Avenue 111 Rogers Avenue 23 Pinckney Street 42 Electric Avenue 8 Ossipee Road I I Henderson Street 33! Hudson Street 23 Jaqucs Street 48 Meacham Road 33 Ash Avenue 28 Upland Road 71 North Street 341� Summer Street 33 Ossipee Road 25 Tecle Avenue 74 Bromficld Road l i Gilman Street 25 Maine Avenue l! Webster Street 12 Simpson Avenue 22 Munroe Street 25 Main Street 11 Chctwynd Road 33 Hamlet Street 203. Pearl Street 701 Somerville Avenue 79 Marshall Street 115 Hillsdale Road Prescott. Miriam B. Preziosi. Esther R. Puczito, Helen J. Purcell. Ruth G. Quinlan. Dorothy E. Quinn. Edith M. Quinn. Grace M. Ramsdell. Helen M. Ramsey. Claire E. Ray, Arline F. Ray, Margaret I). Ray. Margaret L. Reardon. Marion Reilly. Helen M. Riccio. Louise E. Rice. Marie F. Rice. Reta F. Rieck. Anne V. Rieser. Rosamond P. Riley. Marion 11. Robinson, Elva C. Robinson. Gwendolyn L. Robinson. Helen C. Robinson. Janette Rocha. Mary H. Rogde, Edna M. Rogers. Dorothy M. Rogers, Margaret H. Romanowska, Stella H. Roscoe. Dorothy E. Roseland, Leah S. Ross, Mary A. Ross. Minnie K. Rossi. Enes M. Samiotes, Catherine Sampson. Nora L. Samson. Louise E. Samson, Mildred Sanderman. Sybil F. Saparoff. Julia Sarno. Matilda R. Savage. Florence Virginia Schmacher. Edna M. Schwartz. Tova F. Scott. Emily A. Seretto, Rose M. Sgrignoli, Cabiria Shalline. Jean E. Shaw, Eleanor O. Shea. Anna L. Shea. Doris E. Shea. Frances H. Sheehy, Dorothy R. lfi Sherman, Helen B. Sherman. Mildred E. Sigel. Gertrude L. Silva. Gladys M. Simonetti. Evelyn A. Sinclair. Genevieve E. Slubenuck. Helen Smith, Elouise F. Smith. Rita M. Sousa. Alice Squires. Dorothy H. Stackpole. Jean A. Standish, Marion L. Stevens. Kathleen P. Stevens. Leila M. Stirling. Elizabeth G. � •2 Trull Street 17 Claremon Street 345 Beacon Street 1« Kingston Street l«i Sargent Avenue 29 Ware Street 37 Rhode Island Avenue 22 Spencer Avenue 18 Walnut Street 41 Francesca Avenue 15 Grove Street 12 Fairfax Street 51 Glen Street ! Silvey Place 12 Teele Avenue 2 5 Claremon Street 2fi Claremon Street 11!) College Avenue 19 Howe Street fil Bay State Avenue 15 Newbury Street 1 Appleton Street 117 Somerville A venue I Chctwynd Road 10 Dimick Street 25 Michigan Avenue 59 Simpson Avenue !•!• Flint Street 29 Magnus Avenue 43 Bradley Street 48 Wyatt Street 3 Washington Avenue 43 Prescott Street 15 Elm Street 19 Houghton Street 25 Preston Road 82 Marion Street fil Prichard Avenue 223 School Street 1 Radcliffe Road 12 Kensington Avenue 28 Avon Street 3fi Wigglesworth Street 257 School Street 171 Walnut Street 585 Broadway 75 Puritan Road 123 Hillsdale R a l 2 Lowell Street 45 Aldrich Street 8 Emerson Street 31 Thurston Street Governor Winthrop Road 21 Berkeley Street 56 Pennsylvania Avenue 52 Dimick Street 8 Park Street 31 Newbury Street 225 Highland Avenue 104 Line Street ' Tennyson Street 2!) Fenwick Street 63- Oak Street 11 Winslow Avenue 57 Packard Avenue 91 Heath Street 171 Highland venue 51 Linden Avenue 18 Leland Street One hundred forty-three JUNIOR GIRLS — Concluded Wade. Martha Wagner. Doris E. W alden. Hazel E. Walker. Jean E. Wallace. Evelyn Wallace. Gertrude L. Ward. Dorothy V. Warren, losephinc F. Welch. Myra O. W’ent .ell. Marie K. W hite. Mary E. White, Ruth E. 130 Whiteacre, Dorothy E. Whitehousc. Helen L. Whittaker. Marion 1.. W illard. Ruth V. W oodman, Jane E. Woodside, Lillian E. 11 Moore Street 21 Forster Street .‘� t; Wallace Street til Lexington Avenue 99 Porter Street 15 Mystic Avenue 121 Morrison Avenue 20 Windsor Road I'� Avon Street 1!� Cottage Avenue 21 Pinckney Street Powder House Boulevard -11 Fairfax Street 224 Highland Avenue 152 West Adams Street 102 Walnut Street 37 Ossipee Road 21 Everett Avenue Strong, Beatrice Sudjian. Alice Sullivan. Helen M. Sweeney, Margaret R. Sweeney, Mary C. Sykes, Florence Tafralian, Mary Tashjian. Clara E. Tewhill. Alice G. Thebedo, Florence M. 'Phurber. Agnes M. 'Phurston. Dorothy Tirella. Celia C. 'Pracey. Bernice I. 'Praniello, Rose C. Tremblay. Lillian M. Tripi� , Gcorgiana M. Trodella, Phyllis M. Trotta, Frances L. Vecchiarello. Eleanor C. ’einotte. Audrey M. Venuti, Francesca E. Abell, Harold C. Albrecht, George W. Allan, George R., Jr. Allison, Howard Pi. Andersen, Harold J. Anderson. John J. Anderson, Rae D. Angelesco. Constantino Anstev, Lloyd C. Ash, Edward J. Austin, Leo II. A .ar. Edward J. 5 Ash Avenue •� t� Hall Avenue 11 Cypress Street 0 Webster Street 18 Alpine Street II Thorndike Street •i-Vi Beacon Street 10 Cambria Street 100 Hudson Street 22 Bradley Street 283 Broadway (Rear) 702 Broad wav .52 Ten Hills Road 10 Quincy Street 3 Poplar Street 193 Grant Street 50 Cherry Street 05 Pearl Street 80 Prichard Avenue G55 Somerville Avenue 13 Melvin Street 115 Temple Street JUNIOR •116-A Medford Street 37 Upland Road 21 Spencer Avenue 07 Bromfield Road 13 Pennsylvania Avenue 10 Electric Avenue 132 W illow Avenue lo Medford Street 00 Pearson Avenue 17 Walnut Road 17 Porter Street 355 Highland Avenue York. Mary F. Zakszewska. Agnes M. Zona. Florence origan. Helen BOYS Bushcr, Robert F. Cabral. Joseph M. Caizzi. Candedo J. (‘aider. Kenneth I). Cameron, Ralph L. Cammon, Fred A. Cammon. Robert R. Campelia. Vincent Cann. Charles Capodilupo. Michael C. Carney, Thomas J. Carpenter. Roger L. Carter, W illis M. Casali. Joseph J. Chesterfield, W illiam 11. Child. Edward W. Cholfin. Joseph Ciatnpa, Daniel Colburn. Richard L. Coleman. William C. Comber. Francis J. Compton. Mortimer Connolly, Thomas J. Copithorne. Chester I. Copithorne. Herbert C. Coppola, Thomas Corricelli. Adolph I. Costlev. Robert B. Cotter. Edward J. Cotter. John E. Coughlin, Leo F. Coulombe. George J. Crapon, Harry D. Crotty. William F. Crowell. Fred E. Dalton. Bradford E. Davis, Arthur 110 Sycamore Street 08 Line Street 20 Hanson Street 172 Medford Street 51 Pearson Avenue 84 Marion Street 40 Main Street 17 Grant Street 28 Grant Street 41 Simpson Avenue 41 Simpson Avenjue 10 Fenwick Street 20 Claremon Street 32 Munroe Street 10 Morton Street 22 Forster Street 17 Francesca Avenue 18 Lowell Street 303 Ale wife Brook Pky. 48 Belmont Street 73 Columbus Avenue 00 Pearl Street 34 Ware Street 21 Cedar Avenue 127:5 Broadway 42 Boston Avenue 15 Charles Street 207 Summer Street 45 Upland Road 18-A Cameron Avenue 40 Main Street 73 Bay State Avenue .’521 Beacon Street 238 Summer Street 70 Pearson Road 73-A Cross Street 22 Sycamore Street 100 Somerville Avenue 10 Indiana Avenue 21 Bay State Avenue 1 Victoria Street Bain. Paul B. Bannister. William E. Bargoot, Charles Baruffaldi. Albert J. 52 Beaver, Edward G. Ben fame. Vincent J. Berra. Edward J. Bertocci. Cosmo Bickford, Frederick E. Bilodeau. Alphonse L. Black. Arnold C. Blake. Russell 24 Blood, Paul M. Bloomer. Quentin E. Bonelli. Charles W . Bowen. Edward E. Brady. Joseph E. Bragdon. George W. Brazao. Manuel Brisbois. Francis 1 . Bromberg, Henry C. Brooks, Joseph Bryant. Robert F. Buckley. Paul G. Burbridge. Fred S. Burke. John J. 120 Medford Street 151 Washington Street 10 W allace Street Powder House Boulevard 43 Curtis Street 22 Mead Street 33 Porter Street 184 Somerville Avenue 35 Mt. Vernon Street 27 Glen Street 0 Montgomery Avenue Governor Winthrop Road 8 Francis Street 22 Knapp Street 27 Upland Road 75 Trull Street 447-A Somerville venue 29-A Oxford Street 7-R Tyler Street 10 Franklin Avenue 19 Cedar Street I Spring Hill Terrace 03 Linden Avenue 9 Carter Terrace 14-A Gilman Terrace 40 Dickinson Street One hundred forty-four JUNIOR HOYS — Continued Davis. Joseph R. Davison, George H. Dedrick. David K. Dellicolli, Peter i)i Biase. Raymond F. Dickie, Dean S. Diomandes. Damon S. Di Russo. Patsy L. DiSilva. Thomas Dodge. George A. Doherty, Edward J. Doherty. John P. Donahue. Harold I?. Donoghuc, Hugh J. Donoghue. John J. Donovan. Joseph J. Donovan, Michael A. Douglas. Robert E. Drago, Nicholas . Duffy. Arthur J. Duggan. John E. Duggan. John J. Duva. Mario J. East, John W. Past wood. Raymond Eccles, Alton Fdmands. Hcrhert S. Elliott. John A. Engstrom. Carl Erbetta. Antonio Ernst, Karl K. Estey. Fred E. Evans. Earle YY. Ferrara, Santo J. Ferreira. Ernest J. Fillmore, Fred C. Finnegan. William 'I'. Fishman. Maurice Fiskc. I'red A. Fitzgerald. Arthur P. Fletcher. Paul M. Flint. Fred H. Flynn. Walter A. Foley. Frederick J. Forrest, John V. Forsberg. Ivar G. R. Frost. John E. Galazzi, Jose oh A. Gardiner, William J. Garland, Arthur J. Gamlet. Bernard M. 1 iianantonio. Ettore Gibson. Gordon U. Giftin. Henry G. Goldstein, George Goldstein. George F. Gordon. Frank E. Gore. Eugene G. Gorfinc, Morris Gormlcv, Joseph L. Grady. Donald I'. Graves. George W. Greaves. Arthur G. Green. R. Stedman Grossman. Albert A. Guillou, Fred H. 27 Wyatt Street 7b College Avenue 17 Webster Street bl Elmwood Street 183 Trcmont Street 8 Grand View Avenue 7b Alpine Street 7 7 Walnut Street 3 � Mansfield Street 87 Curtis Street b‘� Craigic Street 100 Moreland Street 10 Ash Avenue 10 Perry Street 10 Perry Street 13 Clarendon Avenue 20 Ydrian Street 13 Brastow Avenue 07� Sacramento Street 20 Farragut Avenue 111 Albion Street 08 Woodstock Street •’)1 Grant Street 101) Heath Street lb Walnut Street 10 Evergreen Avenue 3b Simpson Avenue 2 Putnam Road 3b Spencer Avenue 4b- Trull Street 08 Pearl Street 07) Oxford Street 06 Pearson Avenue 32 Belmont Street 23 Victoria Street 7� 11 - A Med ford St reet lib Glemvood Road 17� Bowers Avenue 133 Perkins Street 240 Summer Street 7 Magnus Avenue 32 Magnus Avenue 7� s 'I'hurston Street 10 Electric Avenue 142 Jaqucs Street 32 Scwall Street 2) Wallace Street 1 Clifton Street 8 Douglas Avenue 101 illow Avenue 10 Putnam Street 127)3 Broadway Hackert. Charles D. Hagberg. Ralph A. Hagerty. Thomas J. Haley, Frederic A. Hall. Robert M. Hamilton. Rodney S. Hart. John H. Hawley. John J. Hayes, Robert F. Hershkovitz, 1. Aaron llershkovitz. Ezra Hill. Waiter W. I lood. Kenneth B. Hooton, Donald E. Hope. Albert P. Hosford. Arthur P. Howe. William E. Hume. I-wen Hunter, Junius A. Hurd. John A. Iscnstadt. Harold I singer. Irving H. Janjigian, Armen R. Johnson, Gustave W. Johnson, Harold E. Johnson, Victor 1). Johnston, J. Gordon Jordan. Prentiss W. Kajunski, Joseph F. Kaspar, Alfred A. Kaup. James A. Keefe. Joseph P Keenan. Thomas F. Kelleher, Albert C. Kempton, Eaurcncc F. Kennedy. Arthur F. Kenney. George W. Kenney. Nelson 'I'. Kenyon, Sherwood C. Kincaid, Norman K. King. John I. Kingsley. William J. Kingston. Paul IK Kirk, William J. Knowlton. Walter W. Korenblitt. Herbert Ea Grega. Joseph Landers. Frederick E. Lane. Francis W. Lane. Franklin A. Leahy, Francis S. la ary. John F. Lee. Alfred G. Lenzi. Lorenzo E. Leonard. Ernest W. Levenson. Sherman F. Lewis, Albert E. Lewis. Harold V Liberatore. Donald Lombardi. Frank F Lorcntzen. Gustav A. Kundgrcn, Albert E. Lurie. Samuel Lusser. Albert E. Lynch. Daniel J. Lyons, Joseph V. Macarelli. Constant MacDonald. Ian M. 28 Washington Terrace 32 Burnham Street 10 Monmouth Street 78 Pearson Avenue 21 Teelc Avenue 117 Yorktown Street 8 Hooker Avenue :) Smith Avenue 10 Wisconsin Avenue 07� Pearson venue 97, Pearson Avenue 38 Josephine Avenue 62 P� ro:nfield Road 172 Broadway 33 Ihhctson Street 47� Willow Avenue 12 Curtis Street v Florence Street 1 18 North Street 20 Chandler Street 7� ! Willow Avenue 12 Centre Street 7)1 Temple Street 7!-A Fremont Street fib Clarendon Avenue 14 Albion Street I! Ames Street I Osgood Street 333 Washington Street ; b Victoria Street II 1 banks Street 11 Elston Street 7)7 Hinckley Street Bigelow Street 1 ! I Hudson Street 13b Albion Street ) Hillside Circle 18 Ossipee Road 20 I'.iirmount Avenue ' Bromfield Road 2 Bowdoin Street 3 Church Street 177� Elm Street 28 Summer Street 31 Mason Street 1! Boston Street 1 ' Beacon Street 3 Westwood Road 1 Magnus Avenue ! Ashland Avenue 32 Radcliffe Road 7 9 Avon Street 28(1 Highland venue b Trull Street 110 Hudson Street 21 Apoleton Street I Union’ Street 7)0 Y'inal Avenue I Ibbetson Street 42 Hanson Street 18 Paulina Street 03 Lowden Avenue 7 08 Broadway b.I Cameron Avenue 1 3 Marion Street 7� 7) Hudson Street 10 Wyatt Street 7 3 Raymond Avenue 37)7 Medford Street 247� Powder House Boulevard 00 Ten Hills Road I Austin Street 32 Adrian Street l l Gilman Street b Atherton Street 1-A Watson Street 233-A Summer Street 8b Sycamore Street 21 Kingman Road 33 Central Street 4_7_ White Street 77 Avon Street One hundred forty-fie JUNIOR ROYS — Continued Mace. Walter I.. MacGillivray, W illiam I). MacLeod. Roderick I). MacMillan. William S. Mac.Veil. Robert .1. Matter, Charles F. P. Magliozzi, Frank X. Mahan. Arthur L. Mahoney. Daniel .1. Mahoney. Edward L. Maney, William J. Man i. Alfred F. Marcotti, Reynold J. Marshall. Herbert E. 80 Martin, Arthur A. Martin. Robert J. Marvin. Richard C. Mazzaschi. (lino McClecry, Leslie K. McCormack. Francis McDermott. Thomas J. McDonald. Edward J. Me Faun. Francis Me Kenney. Clifford A. McLaughlin, Henry W . McXcilly, Donald F. McSweeney John J. Medeiros. William A. Metzger, Paul I. Michelson, Harold G. Miller, Norman W . Milligan. James I). Mingolelli. Guy L. Mingolelli. Lawrence W. Mitchell. Arthur G. Mitton. Alexander W. Moen. Francis Mol toy. John T. Mont nor i, Alfonso Moran. George IS. Moran. Philip F. Morgan. Walter F. Morin. Roland J. Morris. Warren W . Morrison. Fred A. Morrissey Edward F. Mortali. Robert A. Mosher. Allan S. Mulligan. Eugene J. Mull in. Walter (� . Mullins. Redmond J. Murphy, Daniel J. Murphy. John Murphy. Paul G. Murray. Irving R. Muzzioli, Ccascre E. 16 Perry Street 87 Orchard Street 15 Park Avenue 29 Pearson Road 29 Calvin Street 1 Hayden Terrace 37 Berkeley Street 6 Dimick Street 56 Trull Street •13 Kingston Street 192 Sycamore Street 332 Highland Avenue 5 Derby Street Powder House Boulevard 1 Linden Circle 246 Willow Avenue 1081 Broadway 0 Evergreen Square 15 Wesley Street 110 Hudson Street 71 Marion Street 101 School Street 10-A Central Street 66 Lowell Street 36 Tower Street 21-A Flint Street 90 Moreland Street • 1 Dimick Street 25 Otis Street 5 Summer Street 69 Electric Avenue 71 Marion Street 298-A Highland Avenue 298-A Highland Avenue 9 St. James Avenue 9 Powder House Terrace 16 Moore Street 169 Linwood Street 16 Bailey Road 30 Elm Place 136 Josephine Avenue 71 Park Street 31 Elm Street 11 Lesley Avenue 57 Highland Road 51 Springfield Street 19 Lincoln Avenue 68 Electric Avenue 8 Bartlett Street 1 Richdalc Avenue 13 Fremont Avenue 18 Virginia Street 2 Thurston Street 12 Westwood Road 375 Broadway 10 Cedar Street Nahigian. Albert Nahigian. Edward Nahigian. Paul Najarian, Xarven Nardone, Albert Northrop. Stanlex II. Noyes. Charles E. O'Brien. David F. O’Brien. Francis W. •O’Brien. Philip J. O’Brien, Thomas J. O’Connell. John V. Ocsting, W alter R. Olinsky. Walter S. Olsen. Elmer L. 32 Mt. Vernon Street 31 Vermont Avenue 29 Vermont Avenue 308 Washington Street 52 Adams Street 6 Cherry Street 35 Marshall Street Olson. Rodney A. O'Reilly. Norman H. O’Shaughnessy, Martin Palmer. John C. Pando, W illiam L. Panza. Joseph E. Parigian. Jasper A. Pattcron. Mansfield B. Patterson, Wilfred X. Perperian, Souren Perry. Paul L. Phillips, Charles Phillips. Ernest A. Pierce, Joseph P. Pigott. W illiam ). Pike. Lloyd F. Pirozzi, Ronald E. Plumer. Alexander T. Porter. Philip G. Prescott. Bernard F. Proveneher, Robert 1). Proud foot. Charles E. Pugh. Charles M. Pummel), Philip E. Puppo, Louis E. Purdy. James U. Racioppi. Robert E. Kanzino. Robert J. Rappoli. Geno Reardon. John J. Regan. Joseph T. Reidy. W illiam J. Reynohls. Raymond I). Rice. Charles R. Ricker, Edwin W. Rooney. James H. Rose. Albert Rudzinski. Frank E. Russell. Warren C. Sainato, George Santospirito, Felix E. Saunders. John J. Savage, Leroy E. Sawin. Benjamin (i. Schofield. Arthur B. Schwelm. Frederick C. Seelig, Leo F. Senior. Robert C. Shafferman. W illiam Shanahan. Francis W . Shaughnessy. Francis M. Shea, Francis Shea. John J. Shea, Robert E. Shearer. Gordon A. Sherburne. All ert E. Sherman. James F. Shorev. Milton Shulman, lsadore Simm. Donald M. Simpson, William I... Jr. Skelton. Walter J. Slot nick. Bennie Smith. James M. Smith. Lermond S. Smith. Oliver B. Smith. Oscar Smith. Ralph L. Sousa. John P. Sperduta. Frank 921 Broadway 75 Josephine Avenue «57 Derby Street 19 Sterling Street 27 Gilman Terrace 19 Pitman Street 362-A Highland Avenue 38 Dartmouth Street 24 Wilton Street If Monmouth Street 40 Raymond Avenue 29 Pinckney Street 176 Curtis Street 92 Hudson Street 68-A Dane Street 124-A Cross Street 578 Somerville Avenue 79 Wallace Street 16 Wesley Street 1!� Grove Street 391 Broadway 75 Wallace Street 15 Glen Street 84 Franklin Street 15 Nevada Avenue 127 Albion Street 12 Dearborn Road 34 Partridge Avenue 2'� 6 Cedar Street 36 Franklin Street 6(5 Garrison A ventu- li Cypress Street 19 Warner Street 22 Rush Street 60 Dartmouth Street 42 Gibbons Street 430 Broadway 78 Newton Street 31 Ash Avenue 18 Belmont Street 1252 Highland Avenue 1(5 Russell Road 27 Bay State Avenue 119 College Avenue 24 Powder House Terrace 15 Upland Park- 15 Montrose Street 15 Winter Street (� 8 Concord Avenue 45 W illow Avenue 24 Pearson Avenue 24 Merriam Street 11 Columbus Avenue _34 Chet wynd Road 17 Bay State Avenue 16 Madison Street 11 Garfield Avenue 1 Lincoln Place 26 Glen wood Road 19 Everett Avenue 3 Ash Avenue 1� ! Indiana Avenue 13 Century Street 45 Bay State Avenue 45 Bay State Avenue 51 Fairmount Avenue 722 Broadway 30 Cambria Street 82 Raymond Avenue 39 Horace Street •59 Boston Street 15 Putnam Road 12 Bow Street 48 Franklin Street 139 Lowell Street 127 Powder House Boulevard 7 (den wood Road 51 Cherry Street One hundred forty-six JUNIOR HOYS — Concluded Spinney, Chester R. 17 Hall Avenue Traverse, Clarence A. 34 Summit Avenue Spolidoro, Alfred 49 Partridge Avenue Travers. Frank A. 11 Perry Street Stccves, Walter E. .■ 9 Woods Avenue Trotta. Edward S. 291 Summer Street Stern. Herbert W. Storlazzi, Edmund G. 1 Billingham Street 127 Medford Street Vcttori. Alfred C. 33 Ibbctson Street St ruble, John . Sullivan. Joseph G. 31 Puritan Road 11 Pen ton Road Walsh, Henry J. 191 Pearl Street Sutton, James E. 75-A Fremont Street Walsh, Richard J. 89 Mt. Vernon Street Swanson, Earl 72 Trull Street Warren, Clinton R. 90 Putnam Road Swenson, Lennart A. 27 Barton Street Warren, Herbert, Jr. 9o Putnam Road Sycr, Henry W. 22 ower Street Wcissman, Sam 1 Edgar Terrace Szvdlowski, Broni 1 Gilson Terrace Welch, Frederick P. 40� Sycamore Street Tacito, Cosmo C. 22 Horace Street W elch. Ralph C. Wentzell. Francis R. 11 Bonair Street 31 Hawthorne Street Tarrant. John X. 22 Cutter Street Whitcomb. Albert E. b Essex Street Tesson, William A. 111 Central Street Whitmore, Joseph W. 10 Brook Street Thompson. Richard C. 91 Perkins Street Wiggins. Robert H. 98 Belmont Street Thornton. Paul R. 482 Medford Street Wilson. Joseph T. b| Oxford Street Throcnsen, Carroll A. ■15 Foskctt Street Winchester, Charles H. 37 Banks Street Tierney. George A. 94 Albion Street Wing. George W. 9-A Glen wood Road Tikiiian. George 1. 186 Willow Avenue Wright, Thomas 15 Giles Park Tomeo, Anthonv 1. 120 Powder House Boulevard Wyman. Edgar 8b Bromfield Road Toomey, Francis T. Traniello, Cosmo 1. 14 Oakland Avenue 3 Poplar Street Yacubian, Mardros H. 30 Rogers Avenue SOPHOMORE GIRLS Abeam. Lorraine R. 10 Hill Street Buinitsky, Viola 54 Farragut Avenue Aherne, Mary E. 12 Lee Street Bullio, Adeline S. 28 Alpine Street Amoruso. Angela M. 38 Cameron Avenue Burns. Margaret T. 28 Thorpe Street Angelo. Phylis M. 19 Albion Street Burton, Lillian U. 98 Flint Street Armstrong, Idella E. 48 Richdate Avenue Buselli. Mary M. 17 Heath Street Austin, Claire T. 31 Ware Street Austin. Ruth M. 9 Vinal Avenue Caldwell. Phyllis H. 23 Gilman Terrace Calnan. Catherine D. 18 Prichard A venue Backstrom. Lillian E. b9 Glen Street Camp. Ethel b| Derby Street Bagiev. Muriel V. 107 College Avenue Campagna. Blanche A. 28 Mansfield Street Baker. Besse 514 Broadway Campbell, Gertrude R. 2b Russell Road Banks. 1 )oris L. 8 Virginia Street Campbell. Jennie C. 13 Jay Street Bates. Margaret L. 51 Ibbctson Street Cangiamila. Jennie 113 Lin wood Street Baxter. Mildred J. 7 Thurston Street Carey. Alice 1!� Xewburv Street Bean. Alice '1'. lo Herscy Street Carmosino. Anna lb Montrose Street Beattie, Jean B. 2b Louden Avenue Carroll, Catherine M. 19 Granite Street Beljan. Anna J. 765 Somerville Avenue Carter. Ruth A. 227 Highland Avenue Bel la mac ina, Concettina V. 8 Pinckney Street Casalc, Rose C. 14 Knapp Street Benner, Constance A. b8 Sydney Street Casali, Mary A. 9 Ibbctson Street Berger, Etta A. 3 Mountain Avenue ( ashman. Marie F. 62 Otis Street Berry. Isabel M. 18 Bradley Street Cassidy. Margaretta A. 95 Bartlett Street Bertolani, Marguerite R. 17 Porter Street Cavallo, Olga 1. |o Elm Street Blackadar, Isabelle E. 81 Marshall Street Ceccre. Mildred 398 Medford Street Boncllo. Olga L. 134 Walnut Street Cevolani. Elena A. 61 Porter Street Bortone. Antonctta A. 147 Albion Street Chambers. Patricia E. 52 Hinckley Street Boselli. Marie R. 31 Main Street Chioda. Lena G. 23 Austin Street Brady, Louise C. 22 Sc wall Street Churchill. Erma A. 13 Sargent Avenue Brady. Margaret A. 12 George Street Clark. Doris E. 94 Broadway Brady, Rose M. 21b Pearl Street Clark, Florence I. 224 Powder House Boulevard Breen. Mildred C. 35 Packard Avenue Cleary. Rose C. 21 Grant Street Brett, Gertrude G. 5b Irving Street Coates, Grace L. 42 Packard Avenue Bright. Marita B. 45 Bailey Road Coburn. Dorothv A. 55 Madison Street Brooks. Margaret M. 4 Spring Hill Terrace Cockell. Daisy M. 94 Summer Street Brown. Ruby M. 7 Loring Street Cole, Constance R. 167 Lowell Street Bruce, Constance G. 62 Prescott Street Cole. Ruth M. 15 Rogers Avenue Bruen. Alice M. 7 Franklin Street Collier. Marion W. 22 Billingham Street Bruneau. Lucy J. 1 Sargent Avenue Collina, Eleanor M. 2 Beech Street Bruneau. Pauline H. 10 Sargent A ventu Collins. Dorothy E. 1156 Broadway Buckland. Dorothy H. 22 Arthur Street Colosi. Carmela E. 59 Svdncy Street Buckler. Willena 53 Bromfield Road Coined, Solange L. 33 Derby Street Buckley, Dorothy F. Ill-A Medford Street Conlan. Bertha L. 36 Munroe Street One hundred forty-seven- SOPHOMORE GIRLS — Continued Connell, Katherine P. Connolly, Ruth A. Connors. Mildred C. Constamini, Mary Cook, Mabel J. Cosgrove, Mary F. Costa, Kmily M. Cotino, Margaret Conpal. Rita A. Cox. Marion J. Creelinan, Sylvia A. Cronin. Alice B. Cross, Lillian Roberts Crowley. Mary M. Cullinane, Anne i. Curley. Amy E. Curtis. Beatrice M. Dalton, Elizabeth M. Daley. Ruth Frances Daly. Eleanor M. Davidson, Bella Y. Davis. Stella Day. Louise E. Dean. Pearl Y. Dcdrick, Mary M. DeFranco. Lillian Delery. Ade'aide M. DeLong, Audrey DeMarco. Lena I. DeMartino, Gea Dcnnchy, Helen A. Dennehv. Margaret A. DeRosa. Lucy L. DeSimone, Olga Devitt. Dorothy H. DiGregorio, Concetta G. Di Russo, Rose C. Dobbins. Miriam F. Dccherty, Ethel L. Donahue, Edna A. Donnelly. Catherine Y. Donovan. Mary T. Doonan. Mary R. Duca. Mary C. Dunn. Helen J. Dunnigan, Evelyn E. Dupouy. Margaret F. Dwyer, Catherine L. Eckert. Gertrude M. Ed ward son, Ernestine E. Eichel. Mildred Y. Eklot. Mary F. KUlcr. June E. Eldridge, Louise Elwell. Justina L. Ericsson, Ruth L. Fader. Edith R. Eairbairn. Eleanor M. Fallon. Marv C. Palls. Lillian C. F'atalo. Lillian M. Fay. Mary C. Feili Marie A. Fernandes. Marie C. Ferraresi. Maddalena L. F'ichera. Rose M. Fiore. Josephine I. Pistori. Irene L. Fitzgerald. W inifred M. F'itzpatrick. Helen A. 43 Hancock Street 58 Central Street 51 Heath Street (JO Fremont Street •‘ 02 Broadway S3 Puritan Road 642 Somerville Avenue 453 Broadway •17 Heath Street 1!) Bonair Street 72 Garrison Avenue 8-A Cross Street Place 1 AS Lowell Street . 9 Pearson Avenue 15 Lee Strc.-t 12 Calvin Street 25 Illinois Avenue 1 l-A Norwood Avenue 24 Pinckney Street R5 Electric Avenue 191 Lowell Street 1 Yictoria Street 92 Lowell Street LM Holland Street 151 Linwood Street 22 Summer Street • •2,2 Summer Street 85 Pearl Street ! Hanson Street 29 Belmont Street 22 Lowell Street 254 Lowell Street 578 Somerville Avenue 578 Somerville Avenue 22 Chandler Street 115 Summer Street 57 Walnut Street 48 Fcllsway W est 21 Farragut Avenue 8 Oliver Street 22 Sewall Street 71 Bay State Avenue 28 Puritan Road 55!) Somerville Avenue 323 Highland Avenue 2 Gorham Street 36 Pearson Road 5 Grove Street 79 Curtis Street 7 Pearson Avenue 19 Radcliffe Road ‘272 Willow Avenue 25 Cottage Avenue 47 Highland Road 2.23 Highland Avenue 72 Clarendon Avenue 18 Lesley Avenue 17 -A Walnut Street 334 Highland Avenue 37 Ivaloo Street 7 Craigie Terrace 19 Thurston Street 634 Somerville Avenue 16 Calvin Street 24 Elm Street 46 Marshall Street 73 Broadway 26 Cameron venue 77 Bromfield Road 109 Bartlett Street F'itzpatrick. Margar t T. Flanagan. Teresa M. Flynn, Elizabeth 1. Foley, Kay A. Foran. Mary A. Forni. Mary R. Forsyth. Isabelle S. Eraser, Janet 11. Fraser. Thelma A. Frew, Margaret R. F'rvatt, Gladys P. Furtado, M. (icorgiana Galinis. Angela D. Gallant. Jane E. Gardner. Lois II. Gately. Anna F. Gilliatt. Myrtle T. Good. Alice M. Gorton, Eva L. Gott. Isabella E. Goulet. Angelinc ‘. Govoni, Inez A. Grace. Evelyn (i. Grace. Irene I). Greene. Madeline M. Grccnleaf, Gladys M. • ireenwood, Elizalnth Gregor. Florence M. GritVm, Mary A. Griffiths. Helen 1). Griffiths. Jean C. Guarneri. Rose Gustin, June L. Ilackctt. Ruth E. Hadlev. Eleanor C. Hall. Elsa K. I lamellnirg. Bessie Hamilton, Dorothy L. Hamilton. Edna I. Hammond. Elizabeth L. Hardy. Alma M. Harlow. Evelyn A. Ilarringion. Alice R. Harris, Louise M. Ilartncy. Rita G. Harvev. Dorothv A. Haskell. Alice W . Hayes. Frances M. I lea fey, Esther P. Healey. Sadie E. Hebenton. Agnes F. Horshkovilz. Dorothv I lillberg. Elsie M. Hiller. Hildagarde V. Hiltz. Marion B. Ilintlian, Mary M. Hodder. Emma W . Hogan, Mary E. Holland. Alice E. Holman. Yirginia A. Honey. Lillian A. Hopkins. Anne M. Hoskins. Alicelia Houghton, Hazel V. Hugelman, Phyllis E. Hume. Mary A. Hurd. Dorothy A. Hurley, Emma J. Hurley. Marie A. 11!) Lowell Street 48 Gordon Street 18 Rush Street 37 Vernon Street • ■ Bailey Road 4 Beech Street 19 Hancock Street 2 Aberdeen Road 67 Walnut Street 12 Illinois A ventu: 90 Moreland Street 425 Norfolk Street 229 Fremont Street 23 Glendale Avenue 11 Spring Hill Terrace 26 Knapp Street 22 Berkeley Street 13 Charmvood R ad 23 Wesley Street 27 Fairfax Street 62 Dover Street 206-A Summer Street 171 Linwood Street 171 Linwood Street 12 Prospect Street 21 Gilman Street 9 Greenville Street 50 Tufts Street 282 Summer Street 38 Mystic Avenue 38 Mystic Avenue 1 Warwick Street 87 Chandler Street 51 Boston Street 51 Beacon Street 43 Electric Avenue 158 Morrison Avenue 33 Beac n Street 17 Upland Park 7 Pearl Street 25 Highland Avenue 25 Montrose Street 33 W igglesworth Street 28 Paulina Street 245 Summer Street 68 Dane Street 6 Putnam Road 35 Sydney Street 7 Moreland Street 3 6-R Otis Street 51 Raymond Avenue 95 Pearson Avenue 1 H Broadway 61 Linden Avenue 8 Lowell Circle 42 Greenville Street 16 Warren venue (Rear) 496 Medford Street 46 St. James A emu- 298 Highland Avenue 108 Concord Avenue 66 Central Street 97 Talbot Avenue 64 Waterhouse Street 5 Smith Avenue 8 Florence Street 2 Chandler Street 52 Elm Street 11 Albion Place One hundred forty-eight SOPHOMORE GIRLS — Continued liurstak, Katherine A. Hutchings. Mary !.. Iannacconc, .1 osepl ine lovinc, Josephine E. Ireland. Barbara I'.. 137 I’ Irving. Kcgina M. Isenstadt, Ruth JafYe, Rose James. FU rencc J. Jennings. Helen A. Jeremiah. Marie Jodrey. Helen E. Johnson, Florence M. Johnston. Marga re. K. Jones, Pearl M. Jones. Ruby L. Jordan. Vesta A. Joy, Elizabeth (1. Kalajian. Rose Kane. Irene M. Kane. Margaret C. Kazanjian. Sarah Kelly, Mary E. Kempton, Dorothy E. Kenney. Margaret B. Kenney. Mildred F. Kernel. Florence II. Kelt. Mary C. King. Janet K. Kirkland. Catherine 1. Kmulsen. Eleanor M. Kolaitis. Josephine H. Krant. Helvina M. La Carhonara. Jennie J. Lacey. Dorothy May I .agamorsino. Eva M. Iamb. Myrtle I� . Lambert. Lillian 1’. Landry. Marcella Madeleine ILingone. Helen R. lepidus, Beatrice A la Pierre. Marie R. la Vangie. Lillian R. l awson. Ellen E. Leary. Alice M. Leary. Margaret M. Lc Cain. Marjorie C. Ijc Clair. Margaret A. Lee. Grace Lent. Doris I. Leonard, Veronica F. Lorncd. Louise C. Lc Sage. Edith M. Leslie. Jean E. Levine. Edith J. Libby. Beatrice I. Lovering, Marion A. Luna. Eleanor M. Luongo. Minnie l.ydstone. Isabelle O'.ive Lynch. Dorothea G. Lynch, Eillcnc M. Mac A dams, Clara A. MacDonald. Helen L. Macdonald. Mary C. MacDonald. Mary T. MacKenzie. Thelma Macl.ennan. Elizabeth M. MacMillan. Doris J. 53 Columbus Avenue 10 Lowell Terrace 251 Summer Street 27 Sewall Street owder House Boulevard 21 Marshall Street Vi Willow Avenue 3(D Washington Street 23 Bow Street (it Vernon Street 250 Broadway 16 Dresden Circle 21 Aldrich Street 15 Garrison Avenue 78 Morrison Avenue 78 Morrison Avenue 7: . Pearl Street 17 Kcnneson Road 25s Beacon Street 166 Albion Street 27 Ash Avenue 44 Broadway 12 Concord Avenue 5 Wilson Avenue 7 Russell Road 150 Cross Street 152� Pearl Street 32� Springfield Street 22� Stone Avenue 20 Beech Street 127 Ten Hills Road 100 Perkins Street 320 Lowell Street 26 Fremont Street 23 Madison Street 12 Porter Street 6 Gilman Terrace 331 Beacon Street OS Waterhouse Street 20 Austin Street I Cross Street 6 Grove Street 362 Lowell Street 10 Park Avenue 211 Summer Street 2,r Harrison Street •13 Rogers Avenue 23 Craigie Street 102 Holland Street 10 Atherton Street 84 Cross Street 21 Gilman Terrace 242 Highland Avenue 33 Hawthorne Street 16 Hanson Street 125 Heath Street 45 Porter Street 15 Belmont Square 278 Cedar Street 66 Lowdcn Avenue 23 Jay Street 116 Pearl Street 6 � Pinckney Street 24 Wheatland Street 17 Banks Street 53 Marshall Street 87 Electric Avenue 54 Paulina Street 2 Burnham Street Magill, Edith M. Maguire, Helen M. Mag wood. Pauline E. Mahoney, Margueri e A. Mahoney. Mary G. Maiocco, Elvira M. Martel!, Elizabeth L. Martignetti. Mary A. Matheson. Margaret M. Matthews, Naomi '1'. 127 McCaffrey. Dorothy J. McCarron, Mary E. McCarthy. Alice M. McCarthy, Catherine R. McCarthy, Rose I). McCue. Mary F. McCurdy. Gertrude T. McDonald. Alice H. McDonald. Mary F. McGilvray, Helen P. McGoldrick. Margaret F. McGrath, Jessie C. McKay. Dorothy G. McKenna. Rita J. McKiel. Mildred R. McLaughlin. Amy M. McLaughlin, Frances . McMahon. Rita M. McNally, Helen K. McQrade, Anita Meads. Hazel M. Meehan. Mary E. Merrill. Arlinc Mezzetti, Bruna T. Mielc. Mary M. Miglierini. Adele M. Miller, Josie L. Moore. Cecelia F. Moore, Lucille E. Moran. Audrey L. Morey. Jessie Morrill, Virginia L. Mouland. Dora B. Mucci. Theresa M. Mullen, Leona C. Mulvoy, Agnes M. Mulvoy. Catherine C. Murchie. Edith H. Murchison. Eupher. ia G. Murphy, Edna M. Murphy. Grace A. Murphy. June H. Najarian, Rose N’angle. Eva M. Nash. Marguerite M. Xastas, Mary V. Xelke. Dorothy B. Nelson, Dorothy Xewhold, Beatrice J. Nickerson, Ethel W. Niles. Barbara C. Nissenhanm. Anna B Noble, Lillian A. Noonan. Rosclia A. O’Brien. Mary J. O'Connor. Marguerite R. O’Donnell. Marie A. O’Keefe. Mary C. Olson. Doris Elizabeth 21 Kcnneson Road 132 Medford Street 27 Stone Avenue 11 Hall Street 1)8 Albion Street 7-A Sargent Avenue 31) Adrian Street 2,8 Partridge Avenue 31) Jaques Street Powder House Boulevard 20 Gilman Terrace 45) Derby Street 45 W aterhouse Street 158 Walnut Street 11 Parker Street 88 Hooker Avenue 4 Waldo Avenue 18 Perry Street, ini School Street 30 Lincoln Street 86 Elm Street 16 Lexington Avenue 51 Rush Street 35 Spencer Avenue 23-A Cross Street 61 Putnam Road 1!) Dow Street 242 Highland Avenue 36 Boston Street 217 Holland Street 10 Barton Street 384 Medford Street 47 Fairmount Avenue 45 Linden Avenue 202 Washington Street 6 Mortimer Place 43 Prichard Street 27 Aberdeen Road 96 Jaques Street 476 Broadway 1)1 Orchard Street 15 Winter Street 99 Concord Avenue 28 Derby Street 351) Beacon Street 69 Garrison Avenue 69 Garrison Avenue 3 Lincoln Street 1!) Mason Street 65 Con well Avenue 12 Westwood Road 144 Broadway 308 Washington Street 287 Highland Avenue 101 Glcnwood Road 61 Shore Drive 161 Holland Street 5) Mystic Street 43 Tccle Avenue 75 Curtis Street 1)7 Highland Avenue 33 Webster Street 4 College Avenue 46 Newbury Street 46 Merriam Street DO Myrtle Street 72 Alpine Street 4 Beckwith Circle 23 Forster Street One hundred forty-nlno SOPHOMORE GIRLS — Concluded Olson. Helen L. Olssen, Evelyn Orcutt. Virginia S. Osborn, Eleanor 'I'. Ostaszewski. Regina M. Otto, Helen M. 1 'aes, Mildred B. 1’agamtssi, Marie E. Rainier. Muriel E. Panzlow. Ruth E. Parechanian. Margaret Parker. Genevieve A. Patten, Catherine F. Perry, Irene L. Petersen. Dusinc Peterson, Edna A. Phillips. Helen Phipps. Barbara E. Pierce. Ruth R. Pike, Catherine F. Pike. Ethel P. Pisani. Susetta Pizzella, Lena T. Plante. Rita L. Pol eon. Isabelle O. Porter, Jean J. Porter, Marie G. Prendergast. Marion F. Prescott. Elizabeth E. Puccini. Rina I '. Punch. Helen F. Puntieri. Theresa M. Puopolo, Mary 1). Pushee, Marion G. Pyc, Linda Quigley. Helen A. Rafuse. Rita E. Ralston, Helen F. Rappoli, Eleanor A. Ray, Marion E. Raymond, Mary Dorothy Reale. Anna Redmond, Esther E. Reynolds. Rita 11. Ricci, Eva Rich. Doris L. Richardson. Janet A. Richardson, Silesta R. Rickards. Katherine M. Robinson. Olive G. Rodcnhizer. Doris B. Rogan, Louise E. Rogers. Doris A. Ross, Margaret M. Ross, Mildred E. Roy. Mary B. Rudgcnski, Frances C. Russell. Ethel M. Ryan. Margaret M. Sacco. Mildred C. Sarhanis. Evangeline Savani, Ida A. Savels, Martha E. Savina. Rita M. Scappi. Edna J. Schlcsinger. Helen M. Schumacher. Ruth E. Scobbie, Louisa G. Scars. Eleanor H. Scntenchuk. Lieda Senopoulos, Tillic 19 Warwick Street 121 Liberty Avenue 52 Pearson venue 51 Victoria Street 3 Franklin Street 5 Lowell Terrace •146 Summer Street 29 Elmwood Street 15 Greenville Terrace 2 Fairfax Street •15 Banks Street •1-5 Vinal Avenue 8 Wisconsin Avenue •’18 Craigie Street 71 Lexington Avenue ■� •15 Summer Street 29 Pinckney Street I I Wesley Street 56 Putnam Street 51 Oxford Street 33 Kingston Street 1 Arlington Street 10 Miner Street 9 Arlington Street 8 Parker Place 19 Walker Street 11 Morrison Avenue 120 Bartlett Street 90 Hudson Street 13 Bradley Street 9 Sanborn Avenue 5 Prospect Hill Avenue 298 Broadway •1 1 Chester Street 99 Summer Street 5 Dickson Street 21 Packard Avenue 17 Mystic Avenue 189 Cedar Street M Lowden Avenue 100 Linwood Street 119 Glen Street 8 Bellevue Terrace •I Concord Avenue 666-B Somerville Avenue 30 St. James Avenue 6 Bigelow Street •18 Berkeley Street 55 Hall Avenue 23 Sterling Street 31 Mystic Avenue 5 Woodbine Street 37 Clark Street 55 Craigie Street 113-A Hudson Street 17 Banks Street 55 Columbus Avenue 18 Otis Street II Moore Street 18 Princeton Street 207 Washington Street 307 Summer Street is Liberty Avenue 35 Whitman Street 573 Somerville Avenue 68 Alpine Street 36 Wigglesworth Street 16 Bailey Road 19 Columbus Avenue 76 Dane Street 105 Boston Avenue Serio, Rosie Shaw. Marie E. Shay, Barbara E. Sickles, Mice M. Sidebottom. Alice P. Silva, Beatrice I). Silver, Dorothy M. Silverio. Abbie Simpson. Rhona M. Smalley. Emily M. Smith, Dorothy F. Smith. Edna F. Solano, Olga M. Solhcim, Elizabeth Solimine, Angelina Southwell. Rita C. Speirs. Marion E. Spencer, Verna C. Spooner. Barbara Stacey. Marian H. Staples. Estelle W. Starrett. Nathalie G. Stevens. Ella J. Stevens, Winifred C. Stokes. Gertrude C. Stone, Evelyn M. Storlazzi. Carmclla C. Story. Lillian F. Stott. Annie Stratis. Constance M. Strong, Marion I). Sullivan. .Mice E. Sullivan. Margaret F. Swanson. Lillian T. Sweeney. Kathleen E. Underhill. Ethel R. Uservitch. Jennie H. Vaara, Mary T. Vozclia. Estelle F. Walsh. Jane M. Walsh. Myrtle M. Walsh, Rita B. W alsh. Violet P. Ware, Louise M. Warfalosky. Helen White. Kathleen G. Whitham, Lillian M. Whitmore. Dorothy M. Whittle. Lorenc W . Wickham. Shirlev W. Wilkins. Ruby M. Winslow. Alice V. Witham. Helen M. Wolfe, Faith E. Wright. Margaret M. Yannacakis. Stella Young. Barbara A. issis, Mary I. wicker. Melba E. 190 Medford Street 13 Ellsworth Street 16 Chetwynd Road 122 Holland Street 82 Lowden Avenue 16 Calvin Street 58 Fells way West 96 Wheatland Street 26 Warner Street in Foskett Street 2 Olive Square 61 Fairfax Street 377 Washington Street 83 Irving Street 19 Elm Street 18 Landers Street 6 Sherburn Court 69 Dover Street 86 Liberty Avenue 7 Mason Street 248 Medford Street 99 Ten Hills Road 171 Highland Avenue 62 Highland Avenue 32 Tenney Court 47 Paulina Street 76 Vernon Street 29 Brastow Avenue 21 Day Street 35 Princeton Street 33 Bradley Street 19 Linden venue 233 Highland Avenue 37 Sterling Street 87 Marshall Street 355 Highland Avenue 17-A School Street 17 Quincy Street 211 Highland Avenue 36 Elm Street 11 Mystic Street 449 Somerville Avenue 112 Concord Avenue 21 Day Street 27 Harold Street 372 Medford Street 50 Pitman Street 45 Lowden Avenue 19 Sycamore Street 28 Franklin Street 9 Ashland Street 23 Dartmouth Street 77 School Street 88 Newton Street 15 Giles Park 21 Maple Street 83 Munroe Street 39 Illinois Avenue 929 Broadway Taylor. Helen L. Taylor, Mildred R. Taylor, Nellie G. Tegan, Rita E. Thibodeau, Maria K. Thomas, Marion F. 287 Thompson. Louise H. Thurston. Phyllis Tibbetts. Dorothy V. Tompkins, Charlene M. Trubiano, Mary C. 2 Perkins Place 318 Summer Street 219-A Pearl Street 23 Oak Street 74 Bonair Street Powder House Boulevard 26 Bolton Street 702 Broadway- Iii 1 Summer Street 109 Walnut Street 48 Heath Street One hundred fifty SOPHOMORE BOYS Addison. Kenneth A. Aiken, Joseph L. Albano, Cosmo A. Albcrghini, Dario A. Anastas, Thomas G. Androske, Nicholas Angelcsco, John Applebautn. Klliot L. Arata, Paul J. Arbeenc, George X. Arcanti. Louis J. Arthur. Brcnton J. Avedesian, Harold Ayoub, George A. Bagni. W illiam L. Bailey. Ulmont I'. Baker. Robert L. Balboni, David Balboni. Henry L. Bamburv, Wilfred F. Bandoian. Charles J. Bannister. John J. Barber, Paul L. Barrett. W alter H. Barron, John F. Barry. John I). Barter, Edgar S. Baszkicwicz. Michael F. Battis. Chester H. Bean. Harry M. Bennett. Walter W . Berberian, Edward M. Bertocci. Salvatore Bertocci. Vincent Black. Richard R. Blancliard. Rol ert L. Blasi. Eugene L. Blundon, Bertram Bobroff. Charles W. Bolster. William E. Bolt, Thomas M. Bonanno, Xicholas J. Borsini. Jeremiah A. Bowen. Harry K. Bradley. Francis I '. Bradley. Joseph W. Brady. Robert J. Braman. Clifford C. Braun. Pascal H. Brannan. Francis B. Brooks. Ronald S. Brosnan, John J. Buccelli. Dominic Buckley. Frank A. Buckley. John F. Bullerwell. Clarence E. Bushev. William A. Bushner, Eliot W. Butland, Edward C. Callan. Edward B. Camacho. Martin L. Camerlengo, Robert G. Campos. Albert P. Campos. George Cancsi. Ditto A. Cann. Lester G. Caparella, Guy Capuano, Andrew Card. James H. Carlson. Albert G. Carney. William J. Carroll. Bernard I). Carroll. John J. ( atanzano, Raymond J. Ccrullo. Carmin J. Chambers, Xorman T. Chandler, Gordon E. Chapman. Alfred P. Chappie. John J. Charleton. George II. Chebook, Edward Chesnuick. Vincent A. Chmielewski, Anthony J. Ciavardonc, Philip I-'. Clerico, Joseph J. Cohen, Irving J. Colarusso. Michael J. Conley. Joseph B. Constantine. James I. Conway, Charles R. Conway, Frank Conway. James J. Conway. Joseph L. Coogan, John B. Copithorne, Edward A. Costa, Louis A. Costa, Salvatore F. Costello. Harry J. Coughlin. Hubert J. Coughlin, Jeremiah B. Coughlin, W illiam J. Crimmings. John D. 212 Crowley. John Crowley, John R. Cullen. Charles C. Cullen. William I '. Curran, John P. Curran, Mark F. Curtis, Arthur G. Curtis, Harvey I '. 34 Concord Avenue 12 Montrose Street 18 Prescott Street 6 Dell Street 32«! Lowell Street •V2 Putnam Street 31 Curtis Avenue 31 Fremont Street 117 Somerville Avenue l Chetwynd Road 13 Belmont Street 224-R Medford Street 1«! Waldo Avenue • � 1 Aberdeen Road 213 Highland Avenue 11 Dartmouth Street •1 Derby Street 18 Hawthorne Street 31 Springfield Street 33!) Washington Street 33!) Washington Street 72 College Avenue 20 «Iranite Street 13 Richdale venue 81 School Street 23 Lake Street 105 Somerville Avenue 68 Electric Avenue 78 Albion Street 19 Rhode Island Avenue 2 Quincy Street Powder House Boulevard 22 Harrison Street 20-A Glcmvood Road 09 Newton Street 11 Rossmore Street 48 Ware Street 48 Ware Street 37 Burnham Street 83 Thurston Street 24 Jay Street 42 Whitfield Road 7 Dix Court 7 Lowell Circle 3 i Bond Street 40 Vernon Street 56 Warren Street 135 Morrison Avenue 32 Wilton Street 74 Craigie Street 21 Belmont Street 7«) Central Street 333 Somerville Avenue 3o Forest Street 28 Temple Street 80 Electric Avenue 935 Broadway 15 Skchan Street l! ti Broadway 328-A Highland Avenue 83 Conwell Avenue 21 lov Street 111 Hillsdale Road 138 Highland Avenue 09 Newton Street 40 Hooker Avenue 1 Washington Avenue 24 Magnus Avenue 14 Paulina Street 14 Upland Park 105 Hudson Street 211 College Avenue 52 Medford Street 194 Somerville Avenue 87 Alpine Street 11 GibbetlS Street 79 Bailey Road 23 Magnus Avenue 7 Linden Avenue 43 Florence Street 17 Beacon Place 22-A Flint Street 25 Warwick Street 40 Highland Avenue 34 Francesca Avenue 47 Bow Street 184 Somerville Avenue (� 4 Wallace Street 8 Kastman Road 187 Broadway 187 Broadway 13-A Vinal Avenue 71 Bottair Street 28 Adrian Street 93 Franklin Street 152 Glen Street 2«) Kingston Street 82 Prichard Avenue 1 7 Cedar Street 7 Kingston Street 75 Joy Street 15 Hail Street 35 Franklin Avenue 56 Pinckney Street II Lowcil Street 61 Bromfield Road 1 Benedict Street 2 Williams Court 17 Cambria Street 8 Herbert Street Danahy, John F. Danielson. Francis I. Dardis, George J. Davies, Paul A. Davis, Lawrence E. Deamon, Charles W. De Angelis. Philip L. De Bonis. Cosmo A. Debrase. Anthony De Maine� . Anthony De Mone, Edward C. Dempsey. Dennis J. Dempsey, James E. Dempsey. Thomas F. De Prizio. Anthony J. Dervin, Joseph 'I'. Des Roches. Elric J. Devaux. Lambert J. Dever, Bernard I. Dickie, Melvin R. Dillon. Raymond J. Dinjian. Jack X. Dis Sessa, Anthony F. Di Silva. Albert Dobbins. Ernest T. Dohanian. Ara M. Doherty, Henry K. Dolben, W illiam H. Donegan. Thomas B. Dottnellan. I'raucis X. Donovan. Leonard G. 18 Mystic Street 10 Raymond Avenue 87 Marion Street 248 Broadway 92 Bailey Road 54 Myrtle Street 2«! Heath Street 73, Lowell Street 17 Parkdale Street !•) Richardson Terrace 2 Bartlett Street 21 Partridge Avenue 6«� Grant Street 21 Partridge Avenue 60 Ten Hills Road 18 Westwood Road 13-A Vinal Avenue 38-B Bond Street 31 New Hampshire Avenue 8 Grand View Avenue 18 Richdale Avenue 73 Bromfield Road 415 Somerville Avenue 77 Pearson Avenue 48 Fcllsway West 52 Cedar Street 6 Everett Avenue 55 Ossipee Road 5 Hammond Street 1!) Harold Street 400 Mystic Avenue One hundred flfty-nne SOPHOMORE HOYS — Continued Dorey, W illiam M. Douglas, Walter L. Dowdell, Robert 1). Downing, James 1 '. Driscoll. Edward J. Dugan, Paul T. Dunlca, Joseph P. Durning, Chester P. Dwyer, John J. Earle. Donald G. Edwards, George K. Eident. Constantine P Eisnor, Norman P. Elliott. Robert W . English, Howard S. Erlandson, Carl A. Esiee. Leo C. Evans, George A. Fairbanks. Edward R. Falco. Gennaro G. Fales, George E. Fallgrcn. Frederick R Fallon, John F. Fallon, Leo E. Farinato, Ralph Faulkner, Edward J. Fava. Rocco R. Fedcle, Paul X. Fencl, Theodore C. Feno, Ernest V. Ferrari, Victor A. Fillmore, Chester W. Finigan, Robert T. Finn. Brendan A. Fiola, Joseph E. Fish, Robert L. Fishiin. Abraham Flanagan. James . Fleming, Mason Flor, Dennis L. Flynn. Chester H Foster, Arthur W. Fowler, Henry M. Fowler. Robert Franklin. Paul A. Fuccione, Fred Ganong, Lannes I). Gaudet. Edward . . Gay, Lawrence W . Gibson, George A. Gibson, Reuben Gillan. Harold J. Gilmartin. John F. Giordano. PasquaL- Giroux. Paul X. Gorman, John P. Gow, Dean Y. Greco. Joseph Green, Arthur J. Gridin, Austin M. Gridin, Horace C. Grindlc. Ernest M. Groves, Raymond G. Guerkc, Henry 11. Gustavsen, Harold C. Hahn. Byron G. Hall. Hubert E. Hall, John E. 107 Porter Street Pi Brastow Avenue 27 Paulina Street I I Carlton Street 5 Linden Street 44 Meacham Road 15 Carlton Street 70 Irving Street •12 Allen Street 57 Michigan Avenue 59-A Walnut Street 20 Lincoln Parkway 75 School Street 20 Wesley Street 31 Elmwood Street 50 Spring Street 81 Bartlett Street 105 Lowell Street 11 Flint Avenue 579 Somerville Avenue 70 Holland Street 1955 Broadway 69 Beacon Street 69 Beacon Street 15 Maple Street 01 Albion Street 9 Trull Street 17 Bonner Avenue 12-A Charnwood Road 17 Harvard Street 22 Appleton Street 99 Ten Hills Road 34 Radclivfe Road, 7 Maine Terrace 0 Watson Street 84 Perkins Street 102 Prospect Street 478 Somerville Avenue 25 Highland Road 44 Franklin Street 7 Cottage Avenue 79 Marshall Street 21 Sewall Street 245 Powder House Boulevard 152 Heath Street 20 Wheatland Street 100 Walnut Street 102 Holland Street 120 Curtis Street 128 Josephine Avenue 133 Perkins Street I Dimick Street 18 Central Street 325 Lowell Street 12 Lincoln Street II Jasper Street 184 Lowell Street 50 Sterling Street 57 Dimick Street 155 Central Street 20 Fell sway West 74 Josephine Avenue 110 Cedar Street 79 Flint Street 8 Mountain Avenue 45 Chetwvnd Road 21 Teele Avenue 49 Spring Street Ham. Robert P. Hamelburg. Meyer Hamilton, Paul A. i lamwey, Samuel Hanley, Claude L. I Farrington. Cornelius W . Harrington, George H. I larris. Harry Y. Harrison. W illiam 35‘: Hart. Walter A. Hayden, El win M. Healey. Charles F. Hess. Alfred J. Hildebrand. Elmer W . Hildebrand. Karl H. Holden, Charles Horton, Frank X. Howard. John R. Howland. Frederick B. Humphrey, Irving M. Hurley. Frank S. Hurtcr, Lyman B. 15(5 Hurynowicz, John J. I vester, William D. Iz .i, Joseph J. Jenkins, Basil G. Jennings, Leo J. Johnston, Wilson lonhstone. Francis Jones. Richard J. Jouvclakas, George J. Joy, Thomas I. Joyce, James B. Kayaian. Hrant Keeley. Charles F. Kelley. John E. Kennedy. Edward J. Kennedy, Thomas M. Kenney. Elmer L. King, loseoh F. Kinsclla, Edmund A. Kirk. Gerard Wilfred Kirton. John P . Knight. William E. Knight, William II. Knowles, George W . Kooshoian. Sisag Kullberg, Winston A. Landini. Richard II. Landry. Charles S. Langone. Joseph Lantz, Albert P. Larson. Lennart l.aurendeau. Alfred I Lawn. Edward J. Leahy. Francis X. Le Page. Henry E. Lc Sage. Edward J. Lewis. Wilbur I '. Liebkc, Robert H. Lillie. Karl F. Lima. John C. Long. Joseph F. Lo Sciuto. Thomas F. 1 .otenschleger, Charle ■ Love. John J. Lucca, Robert Luciana. Ecio L. Ludwig. Chester I). 56 Albion Street 158 Morrison Avenue 117 Liberty Avenue 71 Pearson Avenue 38 Berkeley Street 1 Tower Court 66 Myrtle Street 109 Bailey Road ! Alewife Brook Parkway 9 Belknap Street 22 Sargent Avenue 35 Putnam Street 9 Vine Street 26 Yinal Avenue 26 Yinal Avenue 38 Waterhouse Street 985 Broadway 158 Broadway 203 Holland Street P :; Puritan Road 37 Wisconsin Avenue Powder House Boulevard 365 Washington Street 12 Spring Hill Terrace 24 Oliver Street 40 School Street 27 Garrison Avenue 40 Clarendon Avenue 62 Yinal Avenue 29 Rhode Island Avenue 20 Poplar Street 7 Yinal Avenue 51 Bay State Avenue 17 Hinckley Street 29 Spencer venue 19 Hudson Street 136 Albion Street 22 Henderson Street 13 Partridge Avenue 64 Alpine Street 21 Lexington Avenue 44 Spring Street 235 Summer Street 51 School Street 16 Oak Street 282 Summer Street 215 College Avenue 29 Central Road 15 Greenwood Terrace 68 Waterhouse Street 5 Lincoln Street 4 1 Sydney Street 191 Beacon Street 41 lston Street 38 Dane Street 101 Glenwood Road 19 Charnwood Road 51 Foskett Street 33 Rhode Island Avenue 103 Central Street 9 Gilman Street 84 Jaques Street 419 Somerville venue 49 Prichard Avenue 1 I Rush Street 41 Lowell Street 5 Sunnyside Avenue One hundred fifty-two SOPHOMORE HOYS — Continued Luna, Charles .1. hunt. Henry J. Luongo, William Luppi. Anna ml L. Luppi. Henry Lydon, Joseph F. Lynch, Laurence F. Lyons, John P. Mac Arthur. William Macau ley. Arthur Macdonald. Arthur J. MacDonald. Harold A. MacDonald, Robert Mad larg. Alexander MacKcnzie. Kenneth J. MacKinnon. Charles A. MacLaughlin, Richard T. MacLean, Elmer I). MacLeod, Harold A. MacRae, Warren Magoon. Herbert W. Maiioncy, Francis W. Mahoney. John E. Mahoney, William J. Maloney. William F. Mancib, Robert 15. Manfra. Armando I . Mangan. Paul A. Mantis. Theophilos March. Arthur F. Marcotti, Carl X. Marcotti. Richard ( . Maroney. Richard A. Marrone, Vincent A. Martin. John H. Martin. Leonard F. Martin. Robert (i. Martino. Edward Masi, Raphael A. Masino, Michael G. Massello. George A. Mathcson. Bruce Mazzocca. Anthony McCarthy. Joseph M. McColgan, John Me El wain. Leo 68 ( McGrath. John J. McLaughlin. Joseph McLellan. John YV. McLeod. Stanley M. McNamara. Joseph E. McXeill. Seymour I). McPartland. Daniel I. McMaster. W illiam E. Miller, lohn Joseph Menkello, Albert I4'. Mercer, Albert I. Miceli. Joseph F. Miele. Paul Miller. Arthur L. Miller. Herbert W. Miller. Robert S. Millerick. George P� . Mitchell, lohn E. Mobilia. Henry J. Molino. Charles Monaco. Agostino G. Moore. Ervin 1-'. Moran. Clarence J. Moran. Wesley . Morrison. Alexander L. Morrisroe. Gerald L. 15 Belmont Square 6 Nevada Avenue 102 Heath Street 1 Porter Street I Porter Street 11 Moreland Street 116 Pearl Street 55 Hudson Street 7 Beckwith Circle 5 Walker Street 22 Stone Avenue 50 East Albion Street 21 Glendale Avenue 30 Wisconsin Avenue 36 Tufts Street ■10 Kingston Street 131 Holland Street 58 Otis Street 15 Park Avenue 71 Rogers Avenue 00 Sunset Road 13 Broadway Place 11 Connecticut Avenue 27 Lin wood Street 8 Pinckney Place 26 Wallace Street 20 Porter Street 413 Somerville Avenue 578 Somerville Avenue 52 Foskett Street 5 Derby Street 5 Derby Street 450 Medford Street 7-B Sargent Avenue 69 Otis Street 1 I Melville Road •535 Beacon Street 200 Central Street 51 Lowell Street 19 Wheatland Street 21 Dartmouth Street 45 Porter Street 18 .Nashua Street 68 Wheatland Street 95 Cedar Street lovernor Winthrop Road 64 Chetwynd Road 61 Putnam Road 10 Ash Avenue 7 Hamilton Road 53 Dartmouth Street 384 Highland Avenue 73 Eim Street 3 Centre Street 49 Partridge Avenue 299 Highland Avenue 17-A Belmont Street 119 Linwood Street 202 Washington Street 231 Pearl Street 23 Willow Avenue 8 Hudson Street 28 Quincy Street 35- Derby Street 5 Chester Avenue 26 Linden Street 6 Richardson Terrace Thorndike Street 285 Medford Street 26 Pearl Street 43 Whitman Street 35 RadclifTe Road Mortelli, Alfred R. Morton, Forrest L. Mull in, Harry C. Mulqueeney. Lot H. Munsey, Morrill B. Murphy. Herbert J. Murphy. John J. Murphy, Vincent P. Murphy. William A. Myers, Robert B. Nadeau, Herbert A. Nash. Russell J. Nicosia, John I. Nolan. Francis S. Norton. John J. Noyes. Elwood B. Obcr, Elmer S. OBrien. William I. O’Brien, W illiam L. O'Learv, Edward I. O’Learv. John M. Olson. Adolf M. O’Neill. James P. O’Riordan, John F. Ostaszewski, Edward J. Osterberg, Elmer W . 0’T(K)1c, Joseph M. Ouellette. George II. Pagano. Anthony Palmer. Herbert A. Palmer, Robert I-'. Palomlw), Thomas R. Parr. Laurence G. Peoples, James E. Perry. Donald A. Perry. Joseph A. Perry. Joseph E. Perrv. Walter C. Perry. William J. Pescatore. John J. Peterson. Gordon B. Petlinati. Roland . Phelan. Robert E. Philbrick. Herbert A. Piacentini. Guido Picard. David W. Pieroni, Frank I). Plant. Thomas J. Plumer, Melvin E. Pocius, Anthony F. Poole. Ernest H. Poplawski. Joseph A. Prentiss, Earle II. Prescott. J antes II. Querze. Aurelio Quigley. John J. Quinlan. W alter J. Rabaglia. John 1). Raineri. Joseph V. Raymond. Joint Reardon. Leo 'I'. Rcsteghini. Peter Rich. If red Richardson. Bedford M. Riley. Edward II. Rinaldi. Raymond F. Rocha. John W. Rogan. John J. 45 Michigan Avenue 17 Greenville Terrace P' Richdale Avenue 157 Central Street 37 Josephine Avenue 396 Broadway PB Vernon Street 114 Belmont Street 396 Broadway 890 Broadway 32 Holyoke Road 94 Con well Avenue 10 Cutter Street 13 Hillside Park 6 Rose Street 21 Elm Place 15 Walnut Street 46 Merriam Street 7 Bolton Street 45 Church Street 77 Marion Street 200 Summer Street 109 Porter Street 2o Carlton Street 5 Franklin Street 106 W. Adams Street 29 Banks Street 17-A Glendale Avenue 14 Nashua Street 18 Bay State Avenue 6 Wigglesworth Street li Hanson Avenue 57 Prescott Street 1272 Broadway 14 Warner Street 1 I Ibbetson Street 85 Franklin Street 44 Irvington Road 319 Lowell Street 78 Wheatland Street 136 School Street 195 College Avenue 8 Buckingham Street 3D Gilman Street 1 Chestnut Street 43 Wallace Street 86 Concord Avenue 79 Wallace Street 204 Pearl Street 27 Porter Street 16 Waldo Avenue 19- Morton Stre.t 90 Hudson Street 8 Kent Court 361 Highland Avenue 34 Gorham Street 72 Newbury Street 47 Hunting Street 8 Whitman Street 124 Lowell Street 3 Harrison Stre.t 14 Gussie Terrace 186 Morrison Avenue 61 Bay State Avenue 16 Jaques Street 81 Newbury Street 5 Woodbine Street One humlred fifty-three SOPHOMORE HOYS — Concluded Rohnstock. Henry I). Honan. Janus I. Honan, John C. Rondina, Harold K. Rourke.. Edward J. Russell. Donald V. Ryan, James I’ Ryan, Paul Salvi. Arthur . Sample. illiam B. Sanford, Allison L. Sanford. Robert M. Santos, rthur I.. Santuosuosso. Michael J. Sarhanis, John Sarkisian. Sarkis II. Sarkisian, Sarkis K. Savage, John E. Scan Ian. Joseph 'I . Scott. Walter F. Seabury. W illiam G. Scars, Josep.’i A. Seddon. Francis Seluta. Francis J. Shack ford, Richard I.. Shantou. Frank Fred Shea, Daniel F. Shea, John F. Shicrc, Frederic R. Sintetos. George J. Skinner, Charles G. Skopetz, Walter S. Slubenuck. Joseph Small. Robert C. Smith, I . ile H. Smith. Ellsworth A. Smith, lihson C. Smith, Herbert C. Smith. Robert M. Souther. Samuel C. Souza, Lawrence J. Sparkes. John A. Spence, Robert C. Spencer, Charles 1.. Spencer. Harold G. Sperduto, Antonio Spezzafero, Luigi J. Spurr, Donald M. Stanford, Francis J. Stanton, Walter F. Stccvcs. Clayton K. Stewart. Gilbert 1”. Stirling. Henry ■ . Stymcist. W illiam A. Sudant. Julius J. Sullivan. Arthur Paul Sullivan. Edward P. Sullivan. W illiam F. 97 Morrison Avenue 8 Henderson Street -7 Illinois Avenue 58 Simpson Avenue H Chester Street 15 Claremon Street 9 Cutter Street 363 Broadway R Craigie Street 15 Russell Road 10 Dearborn Road 11 Clark Street •21 Marshall Street •P� 1 Washington Street 207 Washington Street 2.1 Newbury Street 2'� Winter Street 33 Wheatland Street 7 Virginia Street •V5 Curtis Street 2.2 Upland Road 51 Concord Avenue 16 Melville Road 100 Walnut Street 1 Morton Street 2.0 Church Street •102-B Highland Avenue 83 Lowden Avenue 77 Chandler Street 12 Merriam Street 2s Lowell Street 0 Bedford Street PM Line Street 15 Dow Street 39 Fairmount venue 175 Beacon Street 51 Boston .Avenue 10 Upland Park 175 Beacon Street 0 Sycamore Street 8 Waldo Avenue 10 Day Street 51 Adams Street 75 Woods Avenue 75 Woods Avenue 44 Merriam Street 35 Mansfield Street 6 Dartmouth Street 33 Melvin Street 122 Heath Street 3 Cherry Street 27 Prescott Street 57 Con well Avenue 16 Kastman Road 2.1 Parkdale Street 217 College Avenue bl Avon Street 6 Dickinson Street Sutherland, Thomas W . Sutton, Harry Sweeney. Francis E. Sweet, Charles B. Sykes. Raymond I). Tafralian, James A. Tangherlini. Louis A. Tashjian, George A. 'I'aylor. Walter II. Thompson. Walter F. Thorburn. Morton J. Toppan, Fred L. Torredo. Salvatore I-'. Tortelli. John R. Tottlc. W illiam H. Totly. Kenneth L. Tre fry. Arthur S. Truelson, Curtis Tufts, Walter L. 90 Twomey, John B. L’enas, Daniel H. Van Uminerscn, Charles einotle, Murray J. Ycnuti, Edward Y. Yercollone. Richard A. e.tori, Arthur A. Volpe. Peter M. Vorce. Arthur R. W addell, Richard B. W ahlen, Walter 11. Walker. Russell I. Wallstrom. Robert W. Walsh. John E. Walsh, Joseph E. Warren. Herbert J. Waters, Frank M. Whelan, Edward C. W hitcomb. Willard 11. White. Joseph T. Whitehead. Joseph R. Whitham. George W . W hittaker, Norman B. Williams. Clinton F. Wills. Eugene 'I'. Winslow. Herbert R. Woodman. Richard C. W orth. Charles C. W right, John E. Young, David K. Young. Fred W . Xackirison. Ernest W . Zirpolo. Harold W . 16 Highland Avenue 13 Rush Street 111 Belmont Street 2.6 Glen Street 72 Lexington Avenue 353 Beacon Street 21-A Craigie Street 33 Avon Street 12 Billingham Street 19 Banks Street 267 Willow Avenue 20 Arthur Street 18S Willow Avenue 34 Hamilton Road 47 Lexington Avenue 25 Gordon Street 42 Con well Avenue 38 Rogers Avenue Powder House Boulevard 24 Willoughby Street 139 Hillsdale Road 91 Boston Street 13 Melvin Street 115 Temple Street 98 W. Quincy Street 3� ? Ihhctson Street 282 Highland Avenue 29-A Oxford Street 38 Curtis Avenue 56 Wallace Street 16 Highland Avenue 15 Hardan Road 37 Oak Street 65 Raymond Avenue 549 Broadway 243 Summer Street 282 Lowell Street 51 Chandler Street 21 Pinckney Street 39-A Lin wood Street 50 Pitman Street 27 Curtis Avenue 61 Bow Street 31 Prichard Avenue 23 Dartmouth Street 24 Cherry Street 130 Central Street 660 Somerville .Avenue 60 Prichard Avenue 39 Bradley Street 267 Willow Avenue 22 Highland Road One hundred fifty-four 50A5”mVAHEHERo°'N PERfeCT « «' - Zctk Cncoisc.ET.o, used) DO! (IEACtLE THt D ZZL fvO DAMSEL. Played HAVOC WITH Elson PrfATT THE DUSIMESSnACHATE One hundred fifty-five One hundred fifty-six “Best ©lisbes to (The (Class of 1931 from (The acuitn One hundred fifty-seven QUALITY BAKERY and DELICATESSEN C. F. JQNES, Prop. 147 Highland Avenue Somerville, Mass. Tel. Somerset 1815-M A GRADUATE OF THE CLASS OE 1 131, VISITS THE SCHOOL IN 1880 The CornJorS But— The Sdrr.c Good O cL Zludldtor- Oni- hundred fifty eight Are You Interested In Machine Courses ? To meet the ever-increasing demand for excellent operators of Burroughs Machines, the Burroughs Adding Machine Company has estab- lished schools in which young men and women are offered thorough and practical courses in modern business practice. To complete one of these courses takes less time than is required for the generally accepted courses in such subjects as stenography or typing. BILLING BOOKKEEPING BANKING CALCULATING Day and Evening classes, with the advantage of a free placement service. Visit our modern equipped school, or call Liberty 6264 and ask us to reserve a place for you. BURROUGHS ADDING MACHINE COMPANY School for Operators 136 FEDERAL STREET, BOSTON One hundred fifty-nine Con di rz COMPLIMENTS OF ROOM 343 “BEST WISHES” FROM “DON’T WORRY” ROOM 325 ROOM 150 TRY DANCING AT THE Heinemann House 136 School Street, Somerville Select Socials every Wednesday and Saturday and every holiday eve and night. High School class every Friday night, 8 to 11.30. Adult Class every Monday, 8 to 11.30. The best obtainable orchestra at all parties including the classes. Engage this hall for your next party. Terms very reasonable. On� - hundred sixty iWra. Ipasip d. Clarke ------PRIVATE TUTOR------------------- (Individually or in Groups) Algebra English French Geometry German Historg Latin Four-fold Purpose: I. To give additional preparation for College Board Examinations, also other college entrance examinations. (Juniors, Seniors, Postgrad- uates.) II. To aid in obtaining certificate grade for college entrance (all). Note: for I and II Group I. Year Course. October - May (inclusive — approximately 30 lessons) especially designed to help in passing trial College Board ex- aminations required at the school. Group II. Half-Year Course. February - June (2nd week) inclusive, approximately 15 lessons. Same as Group 1, but less in detail. Group III. Quarter-Year Course. April - June (2nd week — inclu- sive) for those who must take College Board Examinations. Group IV. July - September (2nd week), inclusive, approximately 10 lessons. For those who are to take September College Examinations. III. To prepare make-up examinations. (All.) IV. To improve one’s work, if weak in the subject. (All.) Time schedules and rates may be had on application. 119 COLLEGE AVENUE, W. SOMERVILLE, MASS. Telephone Somerset 0431 One hundred sixty-on. Con 2 in iL e £ COMPLIMENTS OF ROOM 234 11 Summer St. Market C. L. GIL LI ATT, Prop. MEATS, FISH, and PROVISIONS 41 SUMMER STREET Telephone Somerset 0067 SOMERVILLE MASSACHUSETTS Here’s “telling the world” From TWO-FORTY-FIVE, That we’re very much here And very much alive. We have more on the “credit” Thar, you’d ever guess. Our record for “attendance” Is one of the best. We’re true to our school, — This we always profess, Here’s luck to the Seniors, And dear S. H. S. ROOM 245 One hundred sixty-two — --------------------— SUFFOLK LAW SCHOOL Founded September 19, 1906 FOUR YEAR COURSE LL.B. DEGREE DAY SESSIONS: 10.00 A. M. and 4.00 P. M. EVENING SESSIONS: 6.00 P. M. and 7.30 P. M. Students may attend any division or transfer from one to another catalogue: upon request GLEASON L. ARCHER, LL. I)., Dean 20 DERNE STREET (rear of State House). BOSTON, MASS. Telephone Haymarket 0836 L. A. DEWIRE CONFECTIONER Schools, Colleges and Societies Solicited 48 CENTRAL STREET. SOMERVILLE Tel. Somerset 4868 One hundred sixty-three Con 2inz ec? COM PLIMEX'I S OF ROOM 4 5 SUCCESS . . . comes in cans FAILURE . .. comes in can’ts ROOM 244 Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon; May glides onward into June, And graduation comes too soon. ROOM 154 One hundred sixty-four Somerville Trust Company The Largest Commercial Bank in Somerville COMMERCIAL SAVINGS SAFE DEPOSIT TRUST DEPARTMENTS 406 Highland Avenue, Davis Sq. 338 Broadway, Winter Hill Graduates of the Somerville High School who are now on the active staff of the Somerville Trust Company Harry C. Fallis (President) . . . Class of 1903 Clarence S. Farnum............Class of 1900 Georgiana C. Dupee ..... Class of 1916 Esther W. K. Maynard .... Class of 1918A Helen G. Hoole................Class of 1922 Fayette Haskell...............Class of 1923 I. Marguerite Sawin...........Class of 1924 Rachel Young..................Class of 1925 Alice D. Johnson..............Class of 1927 Mildred F. Treible............Class of 1927 One hundred sixty-liv Continued PURITAN CANDY SHOP HOME-MADE CANDIES and ICE CREAM 216 Elm Street West Somerville, Mass. Somerset 6259 Burditt Williams Co. Builders HARDWARE General 70 Summer Street and 40 Otis Street Boston On«- hundred sixty-six Somerville Institution for Saving’s 88 Broadway Branch Office: Teele Square Assets $7,200,195.98 Deposits so on interest monthly. Interest compounded quarterly. DEPOSITORY FOR SCHOOL SAVINGS HANK One hundred sixty-seven foundation of our republic.” ROOM 145 ( «SHAPY SPqY ) One hundred sixty-eight SOMERVILLE NATIONAL BANK Est. 1892 SOMERVILLE, MASS. Savings Department Money Goes on Interest the First of Each Month MONEY LOANED ON FIRST MORTGAGES Safe Deposit Boxes $5.00 and Up Per Year Travelers’ Checks and Foreign Exchange Department The only Bank in Somerville a Member of the Federal Reserve System OPEN SATURDAY EVENINGS, 7-9 One hundred sixty-nine CoftZi.jtu.ed Superior Chain Link Fence Mfg. Co. Mystic 2833-M 782-A Dorchester Ave. South Boston Mass. S. B. 2530 Fences for all purposes V. C. LOSCIUTO Host Wishes, from ROOM :}27 Com pliments of ROOM 141 One hundred seventy The Friend of the High School I)L RING its more than sixty years the Somerville Journal has effectively aided every movement for better schools and better build- ings. In its columns each week are found records of the School activities in sports and in societies, as well as personal notes oj indi- vidual achievement. Among the Journal subscribers arc many who have been reading this home newspaper since they were students and count the Journal an intimate friend. 'The Somerville Journal One hundred seventy-one COMPLIMENTS OF ROOM 147 “Work is the key to success.’1 ROOM 210 “So enter that you may be seri- ous and thoughtful; So depart that you may be of service to your fellowmcn.” ROOM 334 (M ELANCHOL.Y M pint's) '13 N � • . f. A 5v 1T V HE SENIOR WHO WORE HI3 FIRST STRAW hat on class pay! v One hundred seventy-two Northeastern University THE SCHOOL OF ENGINEER- ING In co-operation with engineering firms, offers curriculums leading to the Bachelor of Science degree in the following branches of en- gineering: THE SCHOOL OF BUSINESS ADMINISTRATION Co-operating with business firms, offers courses leading to the de- gree of Bachelor of Science in the following fields of business: Civil Engineering Mechanical Engineering Electrical Engineering Chemical Engineering Industrial Engineering Accounting Banking and Finance Business Management The Co-operative Plan of training enables the student to combine theory with two years of practice. It enables the student to earn his tuition and a part of his other school expenses. Students admitted in either September or December may complete the scholastic year before the following September. For catalog or further information write to: NORTHEASTERN UNIVERSITY Milton J. Schlagenhauf. Director of Admissions Boston. Massachusetts BUSHWAY’S ICE CREAM “SERVED AT YOUR CAFETERIA” ABSOLUTELY PURE One hundred seventy-three r Covt ?.i.7(Tje l W. B. SELLER CHOICE MEATS, VEGETABLES Fancy Canned Goods, Butter and Eggs Phones Somerset 5010 - 5263 147-B HIGHLAND AVE. Somerville. Mass. COM PIMM ENTS OF ROOM .301 “Many Happy Returns!’ from ROOM 331 THL LAST JUMP ON THE FAMOUS SC HOOL COURSE- WILL HE MAKE IT ? One hundred seventy-four HOSTESS CUP CAKES AT YOUR CAFETERIA 2 FOR 5 CENTS (5 One hundred seventy-live • N COM I 1.1 .M ENTS OF ROOM 332 THE DAYS THAT ARE GONE FOREVER ) One hundred seventy-six Telephones: Richmond 4980, 4981, 1982, 4983, 4984, 4985 ALFRED SEARS CO. BOSTON, MASS. DEALERS IN MUTTON, LAMB, VEAL, BEEF, PORK, AND POULTRY We Make a Specialty of Serving Hotels, Restaurants and Institutions 43-44 South Market St., — Stalls 14-15 Faneuil Hall Market “Life is not so short but there is always time enough for courtesy.” ROOM 27 One hundred seventy-seven Con 2z jtz et? GAUDEAMUS IGITUR JUVENES DUM SUMUS “Let us rejoice, then, while we are young. Felicitations of the POST GRADUATE CLASS . “Preparedness is the arm of Efficiency.” “Education had taught him the Best Wishes habit of learning.” f rom ROOM 151 ROOM 31 •One hundred seventy-eight Warren Kay Yantine Studio ■ INCORPORATED =___ 160 Boylston St. Boston RETURN POSTAGE GUARANTEED Official Photographer for “ The Radiator ” 1927- ’2d- '29- '30- '31 SPECIALISTS IN HIGH SCHOOL AND COLLEGE PHOTOGRAPHY One hundred seventy-nine- J. I). MacRAE Watches, Clocks, Jewelry Greeting Cards Watch, Clock and Jewelry Repairing All Work Guaranteed Teele Square West Somerville Telephone Connection “Present neglect is future re- gret.” ROOM 213 Happy Vacation to All from ROOM 247 COMPLIMENTS OF “Life is short and time is fleet- ing.” ROOM 24 ROOM 25 One hundred eighty ginger ale CONTENTS quAPT COLONIAL BFA'ERAGECO. VITAMINS! Health and Pleasure COLONIAL REAL FRUIT Beverages are made under an exclusive patented process and are a scientific combination of the juice of the fruit, cane sugar, and carbonated purified water, contain- ing no added flavor or preservative. Not being cooked or pasteurized they retain all the beneficial minerals, vitamins and other natural elements of the sun-ripe fruit. Leading Physicians are agreed on fruit juices daily in the diet. Bottled ready to serve, with sparkling zestful car- bonated water, they not only supply a need but are a delight and pleasure. PORTER 5820 - 5821 This School Serves COLONIAL Carbonated Beverages One hundred eighty-one “Good Luck to the Seniors!” f rom ROOM :J24 “Power dwells with cheerful- ness.” ROOM 221 PORTRAITS OF THE FUTURE BILL MANNING 15 ABE LIE PARKS ft ARTHUR MORRISON SUSANNAH SONNENftOUr {«wotfslOVEIl 0 cV irs A VAMP INTH5 TALKIES HEiPinqthl SALVATION ARMY s LUCILLE DAVIS A grandmother JAMES DOOLIN DOT GATTONl BUSINESS SCIOLIST TEACHING ELOCUTION JOHN GUIOICI ANOTHER DANIEL VJE6STEN cow ’ji One hundred eijarhty-two Call on Fitzpatrick Brothers when you desire high class Catering QUALITY AND SERVICE ASSURED 342 Pearl Street Malden, Massachusetts Malden 6520 One hundred eighty-throe does'nt poqis She Sa� o look beautiful ih VtaS To have This PhoTo TmaY WlT NOT 5HC (J e M£!I7 u..YOOr “A bucna gana no hay pan duro.” “Vouloir c’est pouvoir.” “Loyalty, Truth and Service, “Where there’s a will, there’s a way.” too,” is the Home Room motto of ROOM 129 ROOM 32 “Best Wishes” - I “Guaranteeing a Room of Loyal from Supporters.” ROOM 302 ROOM 102 “The secret of success is con- “Rest if you must, but do not stancy of purpose.” quit!” ROOM 115 ROOM 200 One hundred eighty-four Use MILK and CREAM fresh from the Produced amp Bottled WITH A Conscience Carefully selected and of the finest quality it is PRODUCED in the finest dairying section of New England PASTEURIZED in the Best Equipped Dairy for miles around BOTTLED under Unequalled Sanitary Conditions DAILY DELIVERIES Direct from Farm to Your Home Telephone SOMerset 0372 One hundred eighty-five “The heart to conceive, the un- derstanding to direct or the hand to execute.” ROOM 149 COMPLIMENTS OF ROOM 231 “If you want knowledge you must toil.” ROOM 351 “In Omnia paratus.” ROOM 250 “Honor Bright” ROOM 330 One hundred elght.v-six Sana (£akr Sutrlmt ) The Home of the Famous Brownies BROWNIES — CAKES FUDGE CUP CAKES AT YOUR CAFETERIA 98-B HIGHLAND AVE. SOMERVILLE, MASS. TEL. PROS. 1543 One hundred eighty-seven JOLLY OLD ENGLAND FANCY THIS, PERCY,'A CHAP HERE THINKS THAT A FOOTBALL COACH HAS .FOUR WHEELS; HAW-HAW. [SAY PERCY, WANT TO HEAR I A GOOD JOKE? __________ SURE, LETS] HEAR IT. J HAW HAW 1 AND] HOW AANY WHEELS .HAS THE THING?, “We have been long together, Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; !Tis hard to pait when friends art dear, Perhaps ’twill cost a sigh or tear.” ROOM 152 “Let us then be up and doing, With a heart for any fate; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor and to wait.” ROOM 30 Best Wishes from ROOM 211 “Circumstances are beyond the control of man. but his conduct is in his own power.” ROOM 254 “Good Luck, Seniors” ROOM 349 Congratulations to the CLASS OF 1931 From ROOM 345 One hundivd fighty-eigh . J. RICHARD O’NEIL Manufacturing Jeweler OUR CLASS JEWELER 802 603 Re prepared to place pour order for pour Pin and Iling tar Ip in the Fall One hundred cighty nlne COMPLIMENTS OF ROOM 230 COMPLIMENTS OF ROOM 344 Best Wishes for A Happy Vacation from ROOM 105 One hundred ninety BRYANT STRATTON COMMERCIAL SCHOOL BOSTON presents many advantages to SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATES l. a Student Ticket from Somerville to Boston costs only five cents. ’2. Superior Building and Equipment, conveniently located at the Arlington Street Sub- way Station. :i. i nexeelled Course , with capable and experienced Instructors who show personal interest in training students for Secretarial and Executive positions. 4. Exeeptlonnll high-grade Student Body practically 100'; high school or academy graduates, a high percentage of whom are college graduates. . � . Admission without examination with the privilege of Individual Advancement, which enables the capable student to complete the course in the shortest possible time. i . Wide range of Employment Opportunities offered by our Placement Bureau, Which for nearly fifty years has assisted graduates in securing desirable positions. 7. No Solicitors or Audits t annoy you. Prospectus sent upon request. Summer Session opens June '2U — Pull Session, September s. 334 Boy is ton Street Telephone I.. O. WHITE Boston. l::ss. KEN mitre 3789 Principal COMPLIMENTS OF ROOM 114 WORK AND WIN ROOM 209 BEST WISHES FROM ROOM 252 One hundred ninety-ono LOYALTY. TRUTH AND SERVICE” ROOM 52 BEST WISHES FROM ROOM 321 One hundred ninety-two ne hundred ninety-three Work by day, rest by night, Study hard and study with might, As the illustrious Seniors do, And some day you will be one, too. ROOM 214 Remington-Rand Accounting Machine School The Remington-Rand Business Service, Inc., operates a school for training stu- dents to become expert operators on their Remington and Dalton accounting machines. Adding, billing, and book- keeping applied to up-to-date electric machines are taught in short day and evening courses with individual instruc- tion. Certificates to graduates. Con- stant demand for skilled operators to fill interesting and responsible positions. Reasonable tuition and free employment service. Enroll now at Remington-Rand Business Service, Inc. Room No. 302 114 Federal Street. Tel. Liberty 7330 klLUJH photo of a wild and RARE SPECIES KNOWN A j THE SOPHS WHO _ LIVE OH RATHER EXIST' A60UF TWO YEARS AWAYFROP1US. AT THE Tine THE PHOTOWAS TAKEN TME BEASTS WAS TUST ABOUT TOJ SPRING A ---— ON LOOKING INTO A SOPNMORE'S HIND LIFE SIZE PHOTO OF A SOPH GOING HOME WITH A BOON f YAB1G IriOSTOF THE SI SSY'I SOPHS ARE VT— 1'..IGOING TO BE ANNOYING NOW THAT ThEYHAVE READ THE ROVER BOYS. YOU KNOW THE TYPE. SMALL HERO TROUNCES' BIG. BAD, BULLY WITH ONE HAND TIED BEHIND HIM Ch fI D'Avdr y One hundred ninety-four SCHOLARSHIP LEADERSHIP CHARACTER SERVICE THE NATIONAL HONOR SOCIETY W. M. Kuhn Co. FURNITURE and PIANO MOVING LOCAL and LONG DISTANCE 49 DARTMOUTH ST SOMERVILLE, MASS. Tel Somerset 2990 HIGHEST QUALITY WARD’S BREAD and WARD’S CAKE One hundred ninety-five1 WftfCH HoM SW ; •One hundred ninety-six iRrdartliy-JMnrrtB dnmpany Dealers in Mormac Sporting Goods EVERYTHING FOR THE ATHLETE Wholesale prices to all Somerville High students. Ask Mr. O'Brien for Discount Card 309 Washington Street, Boston, Mass. . One hundred ninety-seve Wanted A DOG CATCHER TO ITEP THE OOGS OUT Of ThE ' 5ENIOHS rtc,° JUM10R5 NLEO MOT APPLY. A SENIOR GIRL PREPARING FOR HER GRADUATION ttAKES THE. INQUISITION LOOK LIRE A MAY PARTY Xh£B -OINLYOHC a sleuth might come in USE FOR THE TRAFFIC HANOT TO l.OOh FOR THE SQUAD PUPILS WHO CAN’T FIND THEIR STUDY ROOMS ML STUDEN TO VIEW- WALK S IN SLEEP , YOUNG STUDENT WHO 0ELI EVES THAT THERE SHOULD BE NO VACATION AND WHO ;tolo the super- intendent SO, WAS JASSAULTED LAST NIGHT. INO CLUES |WL re found. SPRING MODEL M -4}) One hundred iilnety-elfrht The Chandler School 1883 Secretarial — Executive — Cultural A high grade private educational institution devoted to training high school graduates and college women for superior office positions. All curricula are based on the need of the pupil and include the one-year stenographic course, two-year secretarial course, three-year executive secretarial course — and a fourth year of graduate work. A fire-proof, modern building, with light and airy class rooms, a faculty experienced in educational methods and business requirements, many cultural, social and recreational advantages, together with an efficient guidance and placement department, are available to the Chandler girl. Discriminat- ing students and parents find that the Chandler School exceeds their ex- pectations. There is a constant demand for Chandler graduates. For a catalog and full information, address ALAN VV. FURBER, Sc. B., Director 161 Massachusetts Avenue (near Boytston Street) Boston Telephone COM won wealth 6570 One hundred ninety-nin • Autographs Auto graphs Autographa Autographs