Waltham High School - Mirror Yearbook (Waltham, MA)

Page 25 text:

Prophecy of the Class of 1913 AIN, rain, everywhere, and even then some more! Cn this particular day I wanted to be above this dim spot called earth, far from streets, and far away beings, therefore I de- cided to ascend to the top of the high Norum- bega Tower, where noise I is never heard. After ascending the tower and viewing the beautiful scenery of the surround- ing country, I noticed in the distance a large green cloud which was rapidly approaching in my direction. I knew I should be enveloped in it because I was so high above the ground. Wlieii the cloud was about half a mile away, I began to feel dizzy and the coun- try seemed to be whirl- ing around by head. I commenced to grow sleepy as the cloud came nearer. Although striving to drive this feeling away, I soon fell asleep, and was dead to the world, and to the rain that was pouring down in bucketfuls. Then I came into a new world. Such a racket, from such a little band of suf- fragettes, who were coming down Main street. ,led by Meta Ingham, bearing a ban- ner with the words, The Noisy Suffrag- ettes. They carried out the name on their banner to the best of their ability. At Cen- tral Square they stopped, and Miss Ingham started to address the crowd of nearly Io,ooo people who had collected. After her speech she introduced the rest of the suf- fragettes, Helen Leighton, Marion jones, the noise of the from all human Mildred Kierstead and Annie Ruane, who spoke a few words, then they formed in line and started on their way to Vlfashington. Those would-be-if-they-could-be voters having gone, I began to walk up Main street, gazing at the tall and stately buildings and trying to remember what were there many years ago. In the dis- tance I noticed a build- ing which stood out more than the others. Un coming nearer, I saw that it was the Pub- lic Library. placed on Prospect Hill, so that it might be seen from all parts of the city. I de- cided to View this build- ing from the inside, and to see some of the hard- workers who l a b o r I th-ere. I entered, went to the desk, and asked if I might see the Librarian. The two attendants, namely the Misses Mabry and Casey, began to talk about books. Again I asked for the Librarian, but they still talked to me about books. Finally, I decided to find him myself. This I did, and imagine my surprise on discovering Madden as the Librarian. He was in his private ofhce. He welcomed me, and asked me to sit down and wait aminute until he had finished writing a letter. I began to won- der whether he also would talk book-lan- guage to me, but I decided to risk listening to him. Wfhen he had finished his letter, I asked him how he came to have this posi- tion. Well, he said, here is the story of my adventures. Now I was sure he was going to talk the book-language to me, but

Page 24 text:

' '.'i '1, 14, . 4 1 1 . 1 J 1 1 I 1 1 P 1 . - 4 , 1., vb , 'r J ' , U, t ,Qi . 'GJ' ,.'5v7-1, ' - 1 ' gr .N 5 : , .. H 1 Y 1 ' 6 1' gb lf- ' X ' gL 11 - 1' 1 f.:'H1 .r 1 1J'111g' L -, I . 1 'My'-' VK 5' 'f , ,S fy ' W ' ii. -, 5 - f Q ,,f, -v 1, 'I' '51 N ' 1 ' 1 1 -'ff '.1' ' ' - 9 f 1 s 'Y 1 '-V .rf 5, 1 - 1. 1. ,, J In 'f' .5 .-.Au 5. 'f , - ..' , 4 VK, V NN R1 N-1-,1' 1, R 1 , - 11. ,Q :ff-1 ' - 1 1. .V 1 ., ' '-V-215435 1. - 1- -' 11' .1-c 2 4' mf' ,.J :'4, f L ' N -jf f ' - 72 1 414 1 ' my 4 v. 5 +1 ' Q - . A 1 Q., A -Q, ' -I ,Q , 'Wa gl ., 1 1-1 ,J lg.: . '-X 11 K ., - , , -1,1 1 ll I 'ru . T rAT'1g N ' : ?'5:47'ET'F if-11 -T5 1 K' ' '1' . L A 1 Ll 4 I ' . . 1 ug' 1 , L49 112' 1,.f 1. :, iil.'i'.Q52, ' . i1f2f1?' 'Jr- 1 V ' 1, gp. 11, .1 b 3171, .1013 ' 5, l.'S1Lv' '- '- ... Z, :E-I ,l 1 T-at i Y .N-'N-4'-' A 5,1 ,, . .,,, 1 1' -1 , ji A I Lf , fy N Y ' r 1 , 1 :I I ' ': - , -J? 1.3.2, , 1 .3 Y , i .1 ' W ' 31- ' . Q - , .fl ' cr ..'i I4 X Ja LA 'U C W A' 10- 1 f 1 K I Q'- '1 I' v,,. .1 -LI, - if x 3', R, , M -4 1 A r 1. 4 1' h, .ff -1 s-'Q 15' ,. .. .'f-1-4 . ., 4: 1 -'F . -4 0 .., 45-513 QIJUI 1 1 pau 4 I . ,, 'fav 1-5 111:-'rn

Page 26 text:

PROPHECY I could not get away, so I had to listen. One year ago I set out to make 'A Tour of the Worlcl in Eighty Days,' intending to stop at 'Mirabel's Island,' 'House of the Seven Gables,' and 'The Blue Anchor Inn.' Three days later, after the 'Burning Day- light' had set, 'The Second Deluge' came. NYe were now 'Prisoners of Chance' 'Gn Board the Mary Sands,' doomed to take either one of the 'Four Roads to Paradise' or to escape 'The Devil's Wiiicl' and be 'Master' of the 'Wfheels of Chance' How- ever, 'The Devil's XYind' conquered and the ship started to sink, when I, 'Andrew the Glad,' at 'The Outpost of Eternity' seized the ice-pan. which had been used during 'The Melting of Mollyf and jumped over- board. There was I, 'Adrift on an Ice-pan' in 'Biscayne Bay.' The following night 'The Money Moon' rose, and by means of its rays, I found myself 'Under Castle XX'alls.' Some one 'XValled In' this building. hearing 'A Cry in the W'ilderness,' followed the sound of my 'Yoice' and so I, 'Jim,' was rescued, and led into a 'Glass House' in the center of 'The Red City.' A 'King in Khaki' knowing that I was an 'Amateur Gentleman' gave me something to supply the inner man and ushered me into room 'No. 318' The next day I went aboard the 'Shining Ferry' and together with the 'Ships Company' sailed for Boston. VVhile 'Homeward Bound' I served as a member of the 'Fourth Wfatch' 'To the Credit of the Sea.' And so 'The Vlfheels of Time' went round. Six days later, we entered Boston Harbor, 'Home from the Sea' and ready to serve under Petticoat Rulef After spending a week with 'The Members of the Family,' I drank from the 'Chalice of Courage' and told my 'Likely Story' at the 'Bachelor Dinner.' My 'Story of an Untold Love' became 'The Talk of the Town' and I was awarded this 'Gld Nest.' And so as an 'Ardent American' I have re- lated 'The -Ioyous Adventures of Aristide Pujol.' After Madden had finished this interesting narrative, seeing that he was going to talk more book-language, I said 'So Long, and departed. Coming down to civilization once more, I determined to go to the VValtham Opera House in order to hear a musical company that was playing there. The play had just started as I entered the door, and picture my surprise to see Mendelssohn at the piano and Katherine Sewall singing. Ch! such harmony. And when the misery was over, some person in the gallery clapped his hands. This brought them out again. As a result there were bouquets galore. I soon left the theatre an'l, seeing a crowd gathered at Hall's Corner, I decided to hnd out what was going on. Un coming closer, I perceived Bud Griggs standing on a soap-box trying to sell his Arab horses. The horses were origin-- ally black, but Bud and the sly Vlfalter had painted them so that they looked like pure white Arab horses. This is how these dealers tried to cheat the public, and they would have succeeded if it had not started to rain, whereby the horses lost color, as :lso did Bud and Sly VValter. They knew that the end was near, so they started to run up Moody street, but the crowd saw them and pursued the tall and short of the Arab horse-game out of the city. I saw Louise Davis and Genevieve Preblc car with such lightness of step that I was astounded. Later I learned that they were gymnasium teachers and also taught aesthetic dancing, together with the new up-to-date dances. Alice'Phelan had also taken a course in gymnastics, but was now coaching the Senior play cast, .having signed a ten-year contract. Pete Pendle- bury was touring the world, giving exhibi- tions of his wonderful strength and physique, which he claimed to have received from using the spacious gymnasium of the VV. H. S., and also by using O'I-Iara's Sweet-Oil treatment. You ask how Fitch got this oil? That I cannot tell, although running for a