Waltham High School - Mirror Yearbook (Waltham, MA)

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U .U .U .U .U .U .U .U .U .U .U .U .U .U .U .U .U .U E.fE..'P..'E.fE:E.,'P.,'S..,'E,,'E,, E,.'S'a.,, P.,'E,,'E,TE,.'S,.' i' .. .U .U .U .U,.U .U .U .U .U .U .U .U .U .U .U .U .U History of the Class of 191 MIRIAM BUNCHER GN A CERTAIN morning in Sep- tember, 1914, as the clock struck half past seven, many little people in as many homes in a city called Waltham, picked up a varied collection of note- books, pencils, etc., turned for one last look in the mirror, and hurried away with beating hearts to embark on their high school career. Soon one might have seen Hocking from all directions toward the High School the throng that betokened the opening of another school year. We, the incoming Freshmen, kept close to our friends in the upper classes and wondered in wide-eyed amazement at the cool way with which they con- ducted themselves under such trying cir- cumstances. The little boys wandered about in new suits and hard collars, outwardly trying to assume that care- less, superior air, which distinguishes the Senior, and inwardly sighing for the time when they might have their first long trousers. But soon the bell cut short all medita- tion as well as conversation and we climbed the many flights of stairs to the Assembly hall. Here, as far as can be discovered, not one of our number made that supposedly inevitable Freshman mis- take of sitting down among the Seniors. Here we were again assigned to our re- spective divisions and left the hall again, only to wander about in a hopeless maze of corridors bordered by closed doors until some kind spirit guided us to our destinations, Rooms 4 and' 5. For a few days recess seemed a rather hopeless affair, for we did not quite know how to act. However, the new- ness soon wore off that as well as all our other proceedings. We gradually grew used to the startling fashions set by the Seniors, such as winding many yards of velvet ribbon around one's neck and ending off with a huge rosette under one ear. Some of our more enterpris- ing members even went so far as to at- tempt copying these fashions with some very original and striking results. One thing which we found very hard was to attend to our lessons in study periods, especially when the boys were back yard or class was pas- story of Dido playing football in the when the Senior Latin sionately declaming the and Aeneas in the front of the room. Our first appearance in athletics came in the late fall. The inter-class foot- ball series started with a game between our class and 1917 and, in spite of much loyal cheering on the part of the girls and a fine assortment of muddy faces the part of the and aching joints on boys, our team lost by a score of 34-0. the boys played games with the Nothing daunted, off their basket-ball Sophomores,.only to be defeated again, and the girls repeated the process. One day in the lower corridor it seemed for a little while as if we were going to get ia chance to distinguish our- selves in swimming, for quite a flood had made walking dangerous, but when the tide turned, we found it was all caused by the weeping of one little Freshman, Walter Vaughan, who had fallen down and cracked his shins. Much excitement was caused on January 7 by' the announcement of a boxing and wrestling match in the gym- nasium. After dodging under rope bar- riers, some of the girls managed to gain entrance and cheered on everyone indis- criminately. But because the author- ities 'feared that such rough sights might have a bad effect on our feeble constitutions, we were banished from all subsequent matches. However, on the ..,...a........,.....,.., aa, .N .a..a..g.a-.a.a .., 'ws Q Nf..'a.'Nfs.'a.fwsf-b.'w1.'Nn.fNn.'N'2.'o'?s. 'fn .4-bra ff-5.6.4-5 fi fb