Saint Marks School - Lion Yearbook (Southborough, MA)

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Our brass had its start with the good-will representative from Cu- ba. Torch, with the idea in mind of helping out this forlorn foreign- er, showed him carefully around the school. When it was over. Juang tactfully told the Head the school was nod bed. We had a crazy boy: U'Toole. we called him. He was always getting in trouble with somebody, and we remember vividly the time he stirred the Goat's wrath. The latter grabbed him and hurled him to the hard floor of Dorm B. breaking his rib. Never will we forget when Juango and the Nob made Sammy cry by taunting him with Chee-CThee-Boo's,', or when Skin and Ully, who was fast be- coming the great Esky. put an old adder in S2l1l'llJ0iS bed. Not only every night, but Sun- day mornings between seven and eight oiclock were also periods set aside for fun. Un these days Bong would traipse in from C and join the sport. A favorite trick, it seems. was inscribing initials or designs on people Cprincipally Shafteej with shoe polish. One day we discovered that Eddie was stronger than we suspected. In fact, we were amazed. A characteristic we have never outgrown is getting marks. But we consider that it is merely a sign of good humor. Of all the years, our second was the worst. A new high for the school was recorded when the Class of '-M managed to amass some 300 between a Wed- nesday and the following Satur- day. hlr. Butcher and the hlajor held serious meetings of the group in B. where they planned a system to reduce the number of marks: to anyone who received twelve marks or over, an additional eight marks were given. The plan. although well conceived, soon fell through, but not before Billy re- marked. I don't see why this would reduce marks. Why don't you subtract eight marks instead? Billy fell victim to the system. The spring term of our Second Form year will always be remem- bered with mixed emotions. Bram- mie, our pride and joy. played on the Team and lammed in a winning run against Groton. But nigger- baby, although fun for the majori- ty. often hurt Fi-lf'i's pride and rear, and once his self-respect when the Gac was hardby a-listen- ing. Peter had picked up some mighty coarse jargon in Lexing- ton. Damn, he could cuss!

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won the scholarship prize. The only class that seemed at all sensi- ble was Latin with lNIr. Eaton. Of course, Mr. VVeed managed to conduct his First Form History class in his own inimitable manner. WVhen we returned to school in the winter term, we assumed a dangerous attitude. VVe thought we were old kids. Ha! The mis- take was soon evident, for after an especially rowdy day, the Sixth Form struck en masse. They swarmed into Dorm A, menacing- ly swinging great planks. The actual beating was over quickly, the effect was profound and last- ing. No longer did we taunt Fifth Formers, and Monk's radio went into hiding. Then we saw the formation of some very select cliques. The Mor- ristownites took especial delight in deriding Boston and promoting New York. Charlie and Hub be- came one, while Bandy and lllonk clubbed together. Shaftee, how- ever, preferred the retirement of the Radio Room whence he sent code messages of grave importance. The Badger Club had clandestine meetings in Stygian caves forlorni' ,neath the Headmaster's study where secretive and intricate mea- sures involving the downfall of school society were planned. Towards the end we had an ad- dition to the form in the arrival of Bwohal Mwohal Csometimes called Silent Bradj. The year as a whole was unexciting, but the char- acter of the form had taken defi- nite shape. This was the end of the beginning. H Our size more than doubled our second year, and summer vacation had accomplished much toward schooling us in the mysteries of life, although Charlie still had a long way to go before he knew about the birds and the bees. The job of getting acquainted with the school may have been difiicult for some, but never for one who promptly accosted Pit with, Hel- lo! lNIoi nameis Thunius, but all the boys call me Theandyf' Dorm B was, for the most part, governed by a group which might be termed elite. This group consisted of old- timers only. New kids lived in terror of these boys, who seemed to know everything there was to know about the school, until Pig Calready showing early traces of boringl led a pillow attack. The new kids won easily, and from then on everyone was equal.

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'l'lll'I .XWKWARIJ AGE Ill As we returned our 'llhird Form year. our feeling was one of ex- treme superiority. for as we glanced into the future we saw power. Hooker was elected president of Brantwood. Sam vice-president, and Esky was in charge of shoe- shining. How wonderfully indis- pensable we were. We set to work on the bonfire for the cele- bration after the Groton game twhich work, incidentally. was a waste of timej and how important we felt ordering new kids about hauling loads of wood. Later, F.A.P. inaugurated the B.S.A. At first a Third Form organization, it rapidly spread throughout the lower school. That was its undoing. for when this happened. it lost that elite spirit which is common to the Gestapo or 5.5. Guards. One supporter, the Hlob, still defends it, however. Among other things that year we were blessed with a little fellow of diminutive proportions, whose feet wouldn't even reach the floor when he sat. The little 'l'onnny would read books of archaic Greek handed him by ltlel, which he would return accompanied with valuable comments directed to give lXIel a clearer understanding of the Greek language. An organization known as the Gestapo was rampant in those days, and acts of violence were committed such as would make Jan Yaltin's ordeal seem like para-