Wakefield High School - Oracle Yearbook (Wakefield, MA)

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12 THE W. H. S. I)EHATP:R Katherine N. Whitten, Wellesley College. George H. Abercrombie, Worcester Polytechnic Inst. Mary Bridge, Salem Normal. Raymond G, Brown, Mass. Inst, of Technology. Theodore F. Cram, N. H. State College. Edward S. DufflU, Mass. Agricultural College. C. Wesson Hawes, Mass. Inst, of Technology. Carl H. Holm berg, Mass. Inst, of Technology. Phihp W. Morrison, Jr., R. I. State College. Lillian M. Oram, Salem Normal. Jessie L. Pease, Waltham Training School for Nurses. Russell B. Perkins, Dartmouth College. Helen Randall, Simmons College. Walter J. Wolfe, Mass. Inst, of Technology. CLASS OF 1913 Alfred E. Collinson, Philips Academy, Exeter. Nathalie Cox, Simmons College. Elsie L. Doleman, Lasell Seminary. Florence Emerson, Velle?ley College. Constantine Soteriades, Clark College. Daniel J. MacLeod, Mass. Agricultural College. Ethel M. Hickey, Mt St. Mary Seminary, Hooksett. Lillian E. Moses, Wellesley College. Alice M. Pike, Mt. Holyoke College. pjmily H. Preston, Mt. Holyoke College. George W. Killorin, Jr., Holy Cross College. Edward Hazen Walton, Norwich University. Raymond S. Wilder, Wentworth Inst., Boston. Ruth Willey, Salem Normal. Grace V. Young, Waltham Training School for Nurses. RAISING BUTTERFLIES Some pc(»i)l( ' liavc a li()l)l)y of saviiiij tlic arrow-head, Wliilo others, with less lal)or, the postage stamp, iiisteail. At some pursuit orij inal I tiiou rlit my hand to try, So befjaii, with hirge ideas, to raise the butterfly. Tlic ease was made of wire and ' twas partly filled with loan). For some worms form the chrysalis, others the eucoon. The twenty kinds of leaves kept newly fresli from day to day, Were food for twenty kinds of worms from sliy-hhie i)ink to finiy. ' I ' lie n)ilU-weed one with wicked hoiMi and siripes of ijreen and black. The species witli llic briij-lit red hcud and eye upon tlie l)ack. Tlie ones wliicli turned from ui ' een to bhic and liissed wlieii tliey were t,eas( ' d, All made a haiidsonic fam ' ly with wliich 1 was n ucli pleased. I fed them all Mie sunnner f hrouiih, until bright aiitnn)n canic. Six butterflies rewarded nie l)ut I ' ll conceal each niiuie. The rest tliey disappeai ' ed from view, for toward the soil they steered. Alas, alack, when sprinij next came, not one of Iheni appeared. iMii.i i!i;i) MKi.i.irrr, K. THE DEACON ' S REVENGE The boys had made a raid again, They ' d robbed him of his pears. The Deacon had not said a word — The Deacon never swears. But Just the same lie made a vow. He vowed he d catch those boys, And teach them not to steal his pears Which were his only joys. That niglit he took a mammoth club And climbed up in the tree. The night was dark, the clouds were thick, And he could hardly see. He waited there rpiite patiently For half an hour or more. Till sleep completely coiniuered him. And he began to snore. And then dark forms crept softly up Toward the guarded fruit: They heard the Deacon ' s awful snore And saw his hanging boot. Now after they had got some i)e!irs. They thought tliey ' d play a jtrank. And so they seized the Deacon ' s boot And gave it ((uite a yank. The Deacon woke u|) with a yell And tumbh ' d from his perch. The l)oys then ([uickly disappeared Beyond a near-by churcli. The Deacon ' s veil had roused his dog. .Vnd now, with anger deep. He rushed into the yard and sei .i-d The breaker of his sleep. The Deacou fried to calm the dog, Hut this could not be done; So then he tried to choke the brute. , nd this increased tlie fun. ' I ' liey pnlU d and hauled and choked and bit, The hair and clothing flew, The Deacon prayed and yelled and prayed, But nothing seemed to do. ; t last the Deacon broke away . nd rushed into his house. The clothing left upon his back Would scarcely clotlu ' a mouse. And this is how tlu ' Deacon got Heveiige for all his wrongs. And now the boys all smile and wink And mock him in their songs. F.Aiti i: Sii- i!i . 11.

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THE W. H. S. DP:RATER 11 Our High School building is a very old one. It is now crowded beyond its proper capacity, and necessarily many faulty conditions arise from this state of affairs. But matters are moving along toward the acquisition of a new building, and we must await its coming as patiently as possible. The poor ventilation and the large number of pupils in each room often make the air bad. This tends to destroy enthusiasm in recitatations and is a great hin- drance to the teachers. The building fails to offer many of the advantages required by modern ideas of education ; but these do not exactly enter into college preparation and so have no place here. The greatest in:onvenience is the keeping of the school until half past two. There is one thing, however, which these physical defects cannot overcome, that is the loyalty and ability of the teachers in our old wreck of a buildmg. The heart of the school is intact and beats strongly. Lessons are learned and recited as well as ever, even in crowded classes and school rooms. Our place in the rank ot fitting schools stands higher than ever, for a school is made up of pupils and teachers — not buildings. Perhaps the best proof of this is the success of our High School pupils in college, where they rely upon their early training as a foundation for their daily work The Spectator wishes to present some records to his readers. During the last eight years one hundred and eight pupils have graduated from this High School to enter higher institutions of learning. It is customary in all colleges to lay a failure during the first six mon.hs of college work to the school in which the pupil prepared. During these years six from this school have failed to meet the requirements. All who have been in any way doubtful are included in these. The remainder have been found sufficiently instructed. This is not all that may be said. The Spectator might point out many cases in which graduates of this High School have held high places in their classes during these months of testing. Several cases have come to the notice of the Spectator in which a pupil failed to obtain the approval of the teachers in the High School and yet was so well instructed that he did creditable work in college. These facts all point to the standard kept up in our high school. A high grade of work is required and any pupil who gets a certificate from the Wakefield High School may feel sure of holding his own in college; for, in the words of a professor at a near-by college, Any boy with a good head who really works in his High School will have no great trouble in college. That is because he has learned to work while in the High School. • Don ' t run down the High School ! Find out what its graduates are doing in college. Then you will not need to run it down. Manson Dillaway, ' 14 Attention ! Following an article on college preparation we are printing a list of the graduates from the Wakefield High School in the last four years, who have gone to other schools. They have continued their education as follows : — CLASS OF 1910 Marjorie T. Bunker, Boston University. Raymond Doane, Mass Inst, of Technology. Maijorie G. Smith, Simmons College Ruth K Hickey, Salem Normal (teacher in W ' dville). Walter C. Hickey, Boston College Harvard College. Frances L. Holmes, Radcliffe College. Lillian M. Lawrence, Simmons College. Winifred B. Watkins, Salem Normal. Donald White, Harvard College. Benjamin B. Anthony, Univ. of Maine and Univ. of Michigan. Paul H. Taylor, Mass. Inst, of Technology. Alice Lee Morrill, Bradford Academy. Elden I. Staples, Mass. Inst, of Technology. Gertrude Tingley, Lasell Seminary. Roland A. Payne, Mass. Agricultuial College. Hugh M. Kelso, Mass. Inst, of Technology. Wm. W. Grace, Univ. of Maine. CLASS OF 1911 Ralph W. Christie, U. S. Naval Academy. p:thel G. Crandall, Smith College. Mildred Hutchinson, Smith Colleoe. Daniel O. Eerris, Wesleyan Univ. Frances E. Jackson, Mt. Holyoke College. Helen A. Johnson, Boston Univ. Olive D. Waterhonse, Salem Normal. Arthur R. Cade, Worcester Polytechnic Institute. Bernard Cohen, Tufts Dental School. Paul B. Eaton, Mass. Agricultural College. Alfred E. Wilkins, Mass. Agricultural College. Allen R. Greenleaf, Mass. Inst, of Technology. Ralph R. Pitman, Brewster Academy and N. H. State College. CLASS OF 1912 Everett A. Carleton, Rhode Island State College. Marjorie Cartwright, Art School of the Museum of Fine Arts. Paul Cartwright, Huntington School and Brown Univ. Alma Eaton, Mt. Holyoke College. Adeline F. Hall, Salem Normal. Lawrence Harris, Phillips Academy, Exeter ; Lowell Textile School. Esther E. Nelson, Salem Normal. Francis I). O ' Connell, Boston Univ. Boston College. Elizabeth P. Payne, Salem Normal.

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THE W. H. S. DEBATER 13 THE WAY Tliroimii tlio crowded streets of the cit) ' On past the haunts of busy men, Wiierc unceasing toil knows no pity, For hearts it must crush in tiie end. Out into tlie vast silent places, Where sorrow wall s with veiled eye, And calling shapes and sweet memories Stir hearts tliat may utter no cry Tlien onward to meet new endeavor, To flglit, perciiance fall, and tlien rise Witli unfailing courage, tliat ever Ilatli beclioned man on to tlie skies. Ei.iZAiJKrii Fhanc ' ks Incjuam. THE SPRING-TIME CALL I ' olly, woman, are you tiiinkin ' .As tlie breeze drifts in tliis way. With its breath of early springtime, An its propiiecies of May, — Are j ' ou thinkin ' of the springtime In the days of long ago, Wlien tlie breeze would call us, call ns, Out to watch till ' young things grow? Do you mind the day you met me Down beside the pu tnre bars? How we found the tir t white vi ' let An ' the tiny Bethreni stars? How we wondered at their courage Just to push up through the sod ! Seems as thongh they feared for nothin ' When they felt the call of God! Arc you thinkin ' . Tolly darlin . Of the little brook that flowed, Bubblin ' and just boilin over, Down beneatli the old toll road? We fair couldn ' t keep from joinin ' In its merry, gurgliir glee: Seemed as thongh ' twas hiiinaii. I ' olly. In its joy at bein ' free. Are you thinkin ' , Polly, sweetheart, Of the cherry-blossom spray Growin ' wild, out in the wood-lot, — How we found it there one day Long ' fore orchard branches blossomed — How we stole one cluster there. And you shyly let ?iie place it In your tumljled, wind-blown hair? I ' olly, lass, ' tis long, I ' m thinkin . Since we watched the sunset fade Out beyond the hills to west ' ard. While our partiu ' we delayed; But tlie first warm breath of springtime Always makes me long to go Where the breeze would call us, call ns. Out to watch the young things grow. Ethkl Ri:i;i . L enoir ONE day years ago two men went into the north country from Fort Garry (Winnipeg) in search of the lost mine. One man was an American named Grant; the other a Frenchman named Lenoir, because of his black hair. For years they prospected fruitlessly. The season was short and only three months could they hunt for the mine. In August of tlie sixth year, they camped on tlie Tete Joune river, at the base of the Mountain of the Winds . One morning they started a moose. They both fired, but the moose kept on at his swift hinibering gallop. The men followed the trail as it led away from the liver. For seven miles they tracked the moose, till Ihe trees ended and they stood on the edge of a bluff. Forty feet below lay the Itody of the moose. Tlie strip of beach was not more than thirty feet wide, and it ran past a roaring stream. On the other side rose another bluff. The next day they came back and Lenoir lowered Grant dowai to the beacii. He cut the moose up and went to explore the cliff. He found a cave and w-ent in. Soon he came out and by iiis actions Lenoir thought he had gone mad. He danced, waved his arms and shout- ed. Lenoir slid down the rope to the beach. Grant had found the mine; at the end of a luontli they had all the gold they could carry. Two hundred pounds had been packed in the canoe. There remained but fifty pounds on tlie beacli and that was in two moose sacks. Lenoir was down below and had tied both sacks to the rope. Grant pulled tiiem up and Lenoir waited for the rope to come down. It did not come. He shouted and cursed Grant for the delay. After a half hour of watching the top of the bluff, Lenoir realized the truth. Grant bad either been taken by the Indians or run away with the gold. He went over the cliff but could not find any way of getting up. Later he found a path in the light end of the cliff and got to the top. He went to the place where he had seen Grant last and found sure signs of a fight. Grant had been taken by the Indians. He followed the trail till night and then started early in the morning. He over-took the Indians just at dusk. That night he stole into the camp and cut Grant ' s bonds and then they got their canoe and paddled all night not daring to stop. By forced marches they got to the camp before the Indians did. They sold their gold for a large fortune and spent the rest of their days keeping a hotel at Winnipeg. CrNNINGH. AI, ' 17 CtiiiLKY in II History, naming four historians of the . ngustaii age, Livy, Tacitus, Caesar and Saleratus (Sallust) .