Saint Marks School - Lion Yearbook (Southborough, MA)

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sample room. Two floors up Jim, Horse, Mac, lvayward, and Caveman evaded the masses for twelve healthful hours of luxurious beauty sleep. lVith the school assembled, the Class of '47 slipped easily into their long-aspired- to positions under the able leadership of Head Mo Pete. Presently Robert the Crackup from Rosemont, Pa., liinped back, and with Cong's daily Any mail for the Vindexf' we knew the year had begun. It was about this time that Roscoe the Hound watered the quad for the first timeg although he wasn,t with us long, we all came to understand and appre- ciate him. Under Captain Powell, the eleven de- veloped rapidly and within eight weeks had completed one of the most successful seasons in school history. Belmont alone foiled the Gazelle Boy. Groton bowed 4-8-13 and a wild victory celebration fol- lowed, the first many of us had ever seen. The following Saturday found a num- ber of the form in New Haven for the Princeton game. Ned entertained lavishly and as a result Ben and Newbold learned a fundamental lesson. Wayward either couldn't read yet or JiII1,S note was too obscure, he waited three hours for Palmer who had long since given up. At this time the F.B.S., composed of Tony, Denny, Hasbrouck, and O,Beehan, appeared to rival the Larue Squad, a task in which they readily succeeded as the latter group gradually dispersed when its exploits became public. Christmas dinner provided a chance for Santa LeRoy and a group of not-too-ob- scure modern poets to cast playful as- persions in the direction of the faculty. The obscure compositions passed a trust- ing headmaster but were soon suppressed when an irate faculty group, all of whom were mentioned, got wind of the proceed- ings. The LION was contemplating print- ing the originals in place of the faculty picture as being more truly representa- tive of their souls, but censorship and decorum again played a vital part in the proceedings. Christmas vacation came as a welcome and a well-earned rest. The class average for the term hovered near the unprece- dented level of eighty and to all intents and purposes, the administrative de- partments of the school were functioning smoothly. Palmer and his stooges ran a record St. hlarkfs-Groton Dance com- plete with Pepsi-Cola, and before we knew it we were off on the second stretch of our Hnal year. Richard's team improved steadily and Archie's and Luther's squads did well. Refreshed by a visit from Santa, Will sought new diversions, and Mart, realizing the futility of attempting to sell last year's toothbrush to roommate Ike, sought consolation by joining Cong and Luther in The Cheering Section for The Little One. Moozoo, having roped in most of the school by dint of underhanded sub- scription appeals, produced a sequel to his Brantwood tabloid in the form of The St. hfarkerf' which tottered off to a

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among others, the question of the merits of various brands in a form-wide cigarette poll. Towards the middle of April, a small group of prospective customers, shepherded through the corridors by the faculty department of publicity, were startled to discover the practical, busi- ness-like St. hlarkis approach evidenced by an embryo package store in the domi- cile of Choo-Choo and Van on North 2. That. spring found three young men's fancies turning rather heavily to very extra-curricular pursuits as Dorian, Valve, and Inflation made successive Sabbath treks to the outerskirts of Wellesley, com- monly known as Pine Manor. As the year approached its conclusion, the Fifth Form, as always, became a charming group char- acterized by willing smiles and an intense desire to please. Rich, hero of the younger fry and linked to Large James by a strategic similarity in rooming quarters, made a desperate bid for the crown, how- ever, virtue finally triumphed as Pete was named Head Mo for the coming year. The summer of '46 found many of us revelling once more in the glorious hills and woods and the peace that Feep made. Veterans Pete and Garry were little guns on the permanent council, the latter starting his newspaper chain with a rag called the Bungle. Newby's typical tact inspired a gigantic escape movement on the part of a few of his adoring proteges, while Benis Main Line aplomb was wrecked as he was dampened by a not-so- early morning dew. Horse arrived, looking underprivileged himself, for a month's vacation at the camp and immediately led his charges astray on one of the most disastrous hikes in history. Though dur- ing the war years the problem of getting supplies for the camp had been a difficult one, with the senior deity and Charlie back, there was an abundance of butter and lard. VVith the beginning of our long-antici- pated Sixth Form year we stood thirty- nine strong and ready to conclude our carefree prep school days as a capable and united senior class. A quick inventory of our personnel disclosed the loss of two associates over the summer. Thomp, never an advocate of sustained effort, had departed to organize cafe society at Gun- nery, and Julius, ever a recluse, to pursue the classics on the Western plains. Com- pensations for the loss of these two came in the form of five last minute camapign- ersg Wayward, the tow-headed draft dodger from Missouri, musical Fred from down Argentine way, the Dorchester Bomber, Slinger-finger's long-lost brother, Fred VV., and Charlie, who leaped the scholastic chasm with amazing grace to assist Muky on the organ. Football lured half the form back a week early for a period of intensified training. However, a last Saturday night in Boston once again forced visions of bankruptcy on the Statler. Egghead, Palm, and Valvo, fresh from the O. H. and weighted d-own by their respective old overcoats, moved in on Hatch and J asp, who had aristocratically chartered a

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shaky start in January, and, contrary to all expectations, improved steadily and ran throughout the year. A bleary-eyed Mr. Brewster, stating emphatically that the journalistic fire must be extinguished before three in the morning, broke up the St. Marker smoker in his parlor and neces- sitated the moving of the city desk to more remote corners of the school where the editor-in-chief and cohorts Palm, Butch, and Angy could work undisturbed through to breakfast. The long-anticipated dance weekend was drawing nigh and Leech-Roy man- aged to aid Jimmy in priming Goob for his initial conquest before leaving to catch up on lost sleep in the metropolis. The dance and its accompanying diver- sions proved an extremely welcome inter- lude. Hassie found the prospects of a Win slow, but never gave up trying. Early in March Garry showed his ver- satility by leaving the Dorm C pastures long enough to star effectively as Wood- row. Needless to say, the play was a tragedy. After the termination of winter sports and activities, interest momentarily turned to the Telephone Squad headed by extortioner Mikey, who was having its diHiculties. The ready tact of the Quaker from Italy, however, saved Ben and Sleaze from the Bell publicans. The musi- cal element in the school was at this time headed by Fred. who, somewhat dazed by symphonic strains, managed to get himself and three charges stranded in Blue-lawed Boston. His proposed plans for a night in the Statler lobby were over- ruled as the headmaster arrived at four in the morning and brought the weary ad- venturers back to Southboro. Room B, the home of latent knowledge and scene of the Iceman's fate, housed the gentle- men of the form who delighted in idle dis- cussion of the dubious merits of the peasants and secured moratoriums on all written assignments from an obliging instructor. French VI A, which studied mainly the one-two-three rule, and trans- lations of He is covered with mud and gloryn and VVhat has become of poor old Pierre? , was featured by Will's attempt to rise to the head of the class and Nfr. Goodridge's weary suggestion that they go on the stage together. A late snow provided the class archi- tects with sufficient material to erect a monument to a beloved master and be- fore it crumbled under the fury of mother nature, nocturnally assisted by insomnia- ridden Pete, it had attained a spectacular height of twenty-six feet. The term ended with the proverbial bang as Butch sported an attractive shiner, a permanent re- minder of the wrath of the Lord. The re- sulting furor soon cooled down, however, with God in His heaven and all right with North 3. We returned early in April from Easter vacation with the imminent prospect of the College Boards hanging over us. Mas- ters werge cramming us hastily, Harry B's history sections took on new interest and provided Mike with inexhaustible ma-