Spaulding High School - Red and White Yearbook (Rochester, NH)

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THE RED AND WHITE si the spirit of our great flag. With the spirit of our American Flag in his soul, Nathan Hale said as he was about to die, I only re- gret that I-have but one life to give for my country. It was in the War of 1812 that the wounded Captain Lawrence of the Chesapeake uttered his last words, Don't give up the ship. Thus, throughout our history men have died and will continue to give their lives defending the true spirit of our Hag and our nation. This sym- bol of democracy is the banner that protects and guides every American citizen on his path of freedom and liberty. American history and American achievement of the past show that there is no emergency so great, no obstacles so tremendous that they cannot be overcome by Americans who have in their souls the God-given spirit of American independence. Such a consciousness has made pos- sible for Americans to perform great deeds in the past and offers them hope and courage for the future. English 217 JOAN FAIST, '53 Ring. That was the bell for the beginning of sixth period. As Mari- lyn whizzed through the door at the last possible moment, she remem- bered all too clearly what the assign- ment given the previous day had been. As she settled down in her seat in 217, the English room, her mind was a mixed-up jumble of thoughts, ideas, and answers. Today was the day to write the short story, which, by the way, was a large part of her report card mark. Marilyn sat very still thinking what to write about, for she had de- cided to make a try at it anyway. Twenty minutes passed, and the pa- per had so little writing on it that it was almost heartbreaking. Miss Ames walked down the aisle slowly, glancing at the pupils' papers to see how they were progressing. When she came to Marilyn, she stopped short, with a look of sheer astonishment upon her face. Mari- lyn's face turned white, then red, for she really didn't have any legal ex- cuse for the practically bare paper. Then the inevitable happened. Miss Ames straightened, and with a sigh looked at Marilyn and asked, Well, what happened, Marilyn? You know you're one of my best pupils, but af- ter this I have had my belief rather shaken. Marilyn slowly looked up, her mind searching furiously for an ex- cuse. Well, Mother was sick last night, Miss Ames, and as Father was away on business at the time 1 was elected to look after her. I just didn't have the time to do any study- ing, but I am willing to make it all up. To Marilyn's surprise and as- tonishment, Miss Ames gently smiledg with a look of complete un- derstanding and trust in her deep, blue eyes. Very well, Marilyn, come back at 2.:20, and we'll see about it. Then she smiled briefly and continued down the aisle. Marilyn congratulated herself. Miss Ames would never know Mother was not sick, and anyway, she really didn't feel too well, she had even said so herself. And Father really was away on business. That afternoon, Marilyn told Miss Ames she wouldn't be able to stay at 2.:20, so arrangements were made for the following day. That afternoon though, when Marilyn was walking home, she didn't feel like walking with the other girls. She wanted to be alone, although she really couldn't say why. She knew that instant, for no reason at all, that -because she had lied to Miss Ames, her conscience would never leave her alone. That night in the inky darkness of her bedroom, she saw Miss Ames' face loom up before her. She tossed and turned and rubbed her eyes, but she could not erase the picture in her mind. E T ' '

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30: THE RED AND WHITE Wellesley Children's Hospital: Beverly Sunderland, Pauline Kond- rup. Wyandotte Worsted Mill: Charles Varney. Post Graduates: Colette Morgan, Kenneth Beach. Elliot Hospital: Priscilla Drew, Betty Roy. Burdett Business College: Muriel Zinck. Taking care of children: Shirley Tebbetts. Marriages: Louise Dufault, '51 to Philip Sawyer, '-51: Beverly Camp- bell, '51 to Frank Knights, '51: Nan- cy Churchill, '51 to Edward'Lyons: Marilyn Drown, '51 to Stanward Leeman: Virginia Ratcliffe, '51 to Thomas Powers: Barbara Gould, '51 to George Lemay: June Kelley, '51 to Richard Burke. Left School: Lawrence Corson, Sally McDuifee, Vera Lowry, Cath- erine Corpening, Donald Whitney. Wentworth Institute: Donald Du- chano. Tufts College: Richard Krueger. Plymouth Teachers' College: Ar- lene Parent. Wilfred Academy: Barbara Creas- er. New England School of Art: Rob- ert Constantino. Nichols' Junior College: Edward Morse. Working ,Out of Town: Carolyn Smith, Newmarket: Thomas Printy, Dover: Richard Auclair, Connecti- cut: Louise Dufault, Dover: Leroy Edmunds, Foxboro, Mass.: George Hervey, Detroit, Michigan: Patricia Lessard, Joliet, Illinois: Richard Gagne, Dover: Marilyn Forbes, Con- cord: Philip Sawyer, Farmington. Unemployed: Norma Jane Coran, Roger Doyon, Lorraine Brooks, Roxi- anna York, Constance Shaw, Nancy Hutchins, Dorothy Beaupre, Evelene Stevens, Dot Barter, Natalie Prime, Susan Stearns. Lumbering: Charles Gerrish. School of Attendant Nursing CBostonJ : Eleanor Hersom. Last Rochester High' School Class Has First Reunion Approximately forty members of the class of 1939 of Rochester High School, the last class to be graduated before the opening of the new Spaulding High School, held their first reunion at the Rochester Coun- try Club recently. Wives and mem- bers of their families brought the attendance to about seventy people. Robert Emerson, class president, was the toastmaster. Letters were read from Betty Woodman, Vallejo, California: Donald Dixon, Pope Air Force Base, N. C.: Fredrick Kidder, Pearl Harbor, T. H.: Hazel Dickerson Demerritt, Dallas, Texas: Captain Leo Dupont, Tokyo, Japan: Wallace Kimball, Fielding Hill, Mass.: and Cliff Semonds, Lakeland, Fla., all members of the class. Dancing fol- lowed the dinner. At the head table were Mr. and Mrs. Robert Emerson: Dorothy Dow Callaghan, secretary, and husband: Mr. and Mrs. Starvo George, treas- urer: Mrs. Rita Boivin Lagasse, vice president: Mr. and Mrs. Raymond Boucher fEdna Rosenl, Valedictori- an: and Mrs. Prudence Manchester Tuttle. SPIRIT OF THE AMERICAN FILAG fContinued from Page 41 free country existing for liberty and the maintenance of rights of all citi- zens. VVl1ile they fought, struggled, and died our forefathers thought not of their lives but of the spirit and hopes centered in our great flag. Thereafter, the 1'irst settlers formed a government that would meet the needs of the people and at the same time convey the real spirit of Americanism and the American Hag. However, the result was at- tained only after many conventions and the formation of an inept cen- tral government under The Articles of Confederation. The grand climax was the Constitution, the supreme law of the land, which also reflects

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32 THE RED AND WHITE The next day when she arrived at school, she went directly to Miss Ames. Miss Ames, I lied to you yesterday. Her voice was falsetto- like in tone, and she stood very straight. Almost like a tall, straight tree bucking and then swaying with the wind. Well, I guess I stretched the truth anyway. Miss Ames smiled at her. Mari- lyn, I knew yesterday that you weren't telling the truth. But I wanted you to admit that you lied to me yourself. You see, we're not here to condemn you for your mistakes. We're here to help you overcome them. You've taken a big step to- ward growing up, Marilyn, and you should be proud of yourself, because you have overcome your weakness. SHORT STORY Miss Kelley, troubled by the unwill- ingness of boys in her class to take any interest in composition, at- tempted to arouse them by asking for a description of a baseball game. It was a fortunate idea, for most of the boys were eager to tell what they knew about the sport. Only one lanky fellow disappointed Miss Kelley's hopes. Richard Hodgdon chewed on his pencil for only a few moments be- fore he scratched a few words and turned in his paper. On the paper was this: Rain, No Game. Famous Last Words: Well, if he won't dim his, I won't dim mine. The stepping stones of the future are the stumbling blocks of the past. That is all for now, Marilyn. You may goiii Miss Ames smiled familiarly, and Marilyn didn't see her for a moment because of the tears of gratefulness in her eyes. She turned and walked proudly, yet humbly, out of 217. She put on her coat in the girls' room, and later, as she walked out of school she saw a group of girls ahead of her. Hi, she yelled cheerfully, where are you going? Then she caught up with them, and gaily, light- ly, swung on down the street, the echo of their laughter fading off into the distance. ' 1 I JJ MISSING SYLLABLE A Washington cop left a prowl car in the police department garage with this note: The syreen on car num- ber 15 isn't working. It will 'sigh,' but it won't 'reen'. She: I can't decide whether to go to a palmist or a mindreaderf' He: Go to a palmist. You have a palm. HAD ENOUGH Bunky Clark: If you're tired of dancing, let's sit down, and have a little tete-a-tete. Nola: No, thank you. After such a big supper I really couldn't eat a thing.