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THE S. H. 5. AUTHENTIC 7 Seeing by the paper that Martin McHale was in town (pitcher for the Boston Americans) the afternoon found me headed towards the ball grounds to root for Mart. After a victorious game for the Bostons, Mart and I proceeded to an up- town restaurant run by our classmate, Joe Hoey. Joe not being around that day, we sat down at one of the tables and I called for a double porterhouse steak, four inches thick, tender and juicy. “I want the finest piece of meat in New York.” “Deed, boss,” the waiter replied, “we aint got no such steak as that. If we had, Joe Hoey would eat it himself.” I spent that night at the home of Mart, a short distance out of the city, in a delightful little “Ivy” decorated cottage. The next day I set out to look up my old friend William Martin. I was fortunate to find him in his office, which had the sign “Dr. Martin” on the door. You may imagine, but I cannot describe, the cordial greeting ' with which he received me. He called in his wife — I thought he had a merry twinkle in his eye — and who should it be but our old classmate Bertha Hibbard. What a happy gathering it was around .the festive board that night. William’s sister Lila, now matron at St. Elizabeth hospital, had been called away, for which I was sorry, as Lila is always in demand at all festivities. Bidding them all goodbye I took the midnight train for Boston, and as I sat musing over the many happenings of my trip, and the old friends I had met, the thought came to me that the class of 1906 had turned out a fair representation of good American citizenship, and enough praise and grati- tude cannot be given, in the moulding of our character, to the good discipline and kindness and good advice given us in our boyhood and girlhood days at the Stoneham High School. George Walter Park. Class Oration “We live in deeds, not years.” coming into the world every ndividual is assigned some active art in life’s great drama. This art may be for a time unknown, ut if no obstacle intervenes, will ioon declare itself. In the tem- peraments and character of different persons there is intense and diverse activity. The natural powers are strengthened and modified by training and education. Progress in civilization in almost every century has come about through the lives of a few great men who “lived in deeds, not years.” Men have been converted from uncouth savagery to Christi- anity and refinement. Every nation of the earth has added its mite of culture to benefit the world, and all this through the deeds of a few great men. England has contributed her great works of litera- ture, Greece her great works of architecture, and America her various inventions. All this change has been brought about by individuals who are held in memory to tiiis day. For example, Alexander the Great, when but a young man, set out with a small army and defeated the Persians at Issus, then reduced Egypt and founded the great sea port of Alexandria. At the age of 33 he had practically conquered the world. Thus the course of history was altered and the geography of nations changed by one who “lived in deeds, not years.” Likewise Caesar fled from Rome because lie would not submit to the tyranny of Sulla. During his exile, though but a youth, he undertook an expedition against the barbarous pirates on the coast of Asia Minor and made them his prisoners. When Sulla died Cmsar fled from Rome and began that marvelous career which soon made him consul. During his term as consul he undertook foreign expeditions, he defeated the Germans, subdued the Britons, and bent the whole world to his power, till he was assassinated by men jealous of his suc- cess. When Caesar died Rome lost “the foremost man of all this world,” but his deeds have survived for twenty centuries. Did not the heroic deeds of our ancestors of the Revolution give us privileges such as no other people enjoy? Did not the heroic deeds of the soldiers of the civil war give freedom to 4,000,000 colored people of the south? More than a century has passed since Washington and his soldiers suffered that we might be free, but their deeds remain in the memory of a grateful people. In all the wars from Washington till now, the young men have borne a conspicuous part. Truly the country is in debt to those who “lived in deeds, not years.” It is true that every man is not capable of
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6 THE 5. H. 5. AUTHENTIC Harold tells me Harry Brown is a successful mine owner in Yakataga, Alaska, and is classed as a multi-millionaire, and lias already sent the town of Stoneham $1,000,000 to be used in building new schoolhouses. Edward Hines, now a civil engineer, is also out in that part of the country, and is about to marry a native and settle there. Alton said he liked nothing better than to arrive in port the latter part of the week, take a run out to Stoneham and get a baked bean supper at the home of Louise Davis, who is running a boarding house, as she could have just what she wanted to eat, and if she wanted strawberry short- cake twenty-one times a week, she had it. The last time he took supper there he met Ernest Bell and his wife Hazel. Ernest has taken up the min- istry, and has a charge in the town of Irving, N. H Oh ! by the way, isn’t that the little town where our old classmate, Winifred Payson moved to? The name Irving somehow or other made me think of her. Yes, and Ernest tells me she has bought a little cottage and is living out an ideal life, with her cats and parrot; just such a life as I should imagine our shy and retiring Winnie would care for. While in Stoneham, Alton tells me, lie heard Bertha Yancey was expected home for the summer after a nine years’ absence in the South. She is a successful teacher of languages in the largest school for girls in the state of Alabama. Thus we spent many a pleasant evening recalling old times and acquaintances. After an uneventful, tint delightful voyage, we hear the welcome cry of “land in sight.” Bidding Oapt. Estes goodbye, I set foot in one of the most interesting cities of Scotland. For magnitude, the shipbuilding industry of Glasgow is unparalleled in the history of nations. Walking through George’s square I ran across an old friend, Willard Moulton, who was interested in the ship yards, being himself a designer. He had just received a commission to design a yacht for Mrs. Nicholas Butterworth, (formerly Glare Price). Clare intends to set sail for “Turkey” when her yacht is completed. Willard had his first experience with yachts in sailing his craft on Durgin ' s pond long years ago. Edinburgh, the pride of Scotland, was my next point of interest, and in walking down its famous Princes street, I met our old friend Roy Dike, a scholarly looking gentleman in a black frock coat and a tall silk hat. Roy is now professor of mathematics at Harvard, and, like myself, was touring England and Scotland, and together we visited Holvrood castle, and the various points of interest in that beautiful city. Roy asked me if I had heard from Raymond Fisk of late years. Why, yes, it was only last summer, while out in Soutli Dakota, that I visited the farm run by our old classmate. Raymond is the proprietor of one of the most magnificent farms it was ever my good fortune to see. Raymond got his first taste for farming hoeing potatoes to earn money for a college ice at Downs’ ice cream parlors. On boarding the train for the East, I was surprised to find our conductor to he an old class- mate, Fred McLaughlin. Fred makes a most genial conductor, and we passed many an hour swapping experiences. Fred’s experiences could fill an encyclopedia. I learned through Fred that Julia Donovan had joined the sisterhood of St. Francis at Baltimore, Maryland, and was known as Sister Alice; that Alice Patclieti had joined the “Salvation Army” and was slumming in Chicago, and much praise was given her for the good work she had done. I asked Fred if lie ever ran across Marah Bancroft. Fred says, “Why yes, she is now a Mrs. Johnny Jones, a dealer in Anti-fat, and Marah quite frequently travels from place to place with her husband. Anti-fat seems to have no effect on Johnny’s 800 pounds of avoirdupois. Perhaps Marah wouldn’t let him test the article, as she always had a fondness for stout people.” After bidding Roy goodbye I took the train for London. When a stranger enters London, even though lie has been accustomed to life in a large city, lie recognizes at once that here is something superior to anything he has ever known. Of all great cities, London is the greatest. In visiting Westminster I noticed a distinguished looking gentleman ap- proaching. On coming nearer I recognized our friend, William Mcflale, senator from Massachu- setts, now on a visit to Ambassador Alexander Dowie, Jr. After chatting half an hour, I was delighted to learn to what heights of fame our old classmate Eflie Briggs had attained. She was now playing at the St. James, London, in “Twelfth Night.” In our school days Ettie showed marked ability as “Mother Carey” in the play “Among the Breakers.” After a few side trips to notable places in England, I set sail from Liverpool on the steamer “Enterprise,” and after a five days’ trip of stormy weather, arrived in New York, glad to set foot on the land of stars and stripes once more.
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8 THE. S. H. 5. AUTHENTIC following the walks traversed by the few renowned men. All have not the same capabilities nor oppor- tunities, still each should do what he can. The results of our actions must follow us beyond the grave. They are the only things we can take with us when we die. Our deeds will be in existence when everything else is gone. Some things are eternally true. Nearly a century ago James Philip Bailey wrote, — “We live in deeds, not years, in thoughts, not breaths, In feelings not figured on a dial. We count time by heart throbs. He most lives, who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best.” Fiskdkrick Luo McLaughlin. Commencement Ode Class of 1906 Words and Music by Effie Frances Brians Joy and gladness, grief and pain, Mingle in our hearts today, As we fondly recollect School days that have passed away. Patiently the seed was sown, Time will prove our garnered thought, When the harvest comes to all And we reap as we have wrought. All our childhood’s dreams are past. All our merry hours of play. We have reached the gate at last Opening to a brighter day. Strong in faith with hopeful hearts, Journeying on the heights we climb Culling laurel leaves and flowers But to weave in air sublime. Classmates, teachers, friends, farewell Hands unclasped as on we go. Future joys will ne’er efface Mem’ries we alone can know. In the years beyond our ken, Where the sunlight never dies May we hope to meet again, In the home beyond the skies. Athletic Notes D uring the greater part of the season the Baseball team has played against “hard luck,” losing many of its games by the closest of scores. The team work seems to be good, but errors at critical moments and inability to bat when hits were needed, are responsible for the losses. This is the first year for many of the players, but they are gaining experience for the coming years which, we hope, will prove more successful. Only three members of the team graduate this year, leaving six veterans for next year’s team. There is plenty of good material in the school but it is developing slowly. The need of a coach has been felt keenly this year, and it is hoped that next year it will be possible to have one. The team lost an eleven inning game to Water- own High School, and a sixteen inning league game to Saugus. Saugus also defeated us on the 17th of June, at Saugus, thereby making sure of the Middlesex League Cup. Saugus has an excep- tionally strong team this year, in contrast to for- mer years, and we are pleased that as Stoneham cannot have the cup, it is going to Saugus. One of the best games of the season was played with Reading, Stoneham winning 7 to (! The school turned out well to see the game, and the encouragement their cheers gave to the players is easily seen by the manner in which the Stoneham boys made hits in the ninth inning when three runs were needed to win the game. Manager Murphy of the football team is ar- ranging a good schedule for the coming season and has in mind a large number of candidates for the team. With Hay as captain the season ought to prove a successful one.
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