Wells High School - Crimson and Gray Yearbook (Southbridge, MA)

Text from Pages 1 - 164 of the 1920 volume:

Jacob Edwards Library 236 Main St. Southbridge, MA 01550 .J 8 EDWARDS LIBRARY VlllllllillllllHIIIHlllllllllDII 3 8136 0002 0155 6 Jacob Edwards Llbfary 236 Main St. Southbridge, MA 01550 Qktmaott mb I Hutu Christmas Number flUarg E Hrila Hfigi? 9rl|mtl Seremhw, 1919 . 9Sb- $ 7- ADVERTISEMENTS Pcrsis Rowley Pianist - Teacher - Accompanist Pupil of Felix Fox 31 South Street Phone 23-X Compliments of THE QUALITY SHOP A Full Line of Men ' s Furnishings Phelps Building Main Street —Thank You Just as Good Means taking chances. It does not pay to do this in buying Sporting Goods WE SELL RELIABLE MAKES Footballs - Basketballs - Boxing Gloves - Hockey Skates - Hockey Sticks - Skiis and Snowshoes Rifles and Shotguns Full Line of Ammunition Everything for Fall and Winter Sports Estate G. C Winter H.T.Hyde Co. 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ELEANOR EDWARDS, ' 20 Art Editor WILLIAM RYAN, ' 20 Sporting Editor ROMEO DUCLOS, ' 20 Exchange Editor THECLA FITZGERALD, ' 22 Social Editor ELIZABETH MORSE, ' 20 Associate Editor DOROTHY LAW, ' 20 Associate Editor MURIEL GRIMWADE, ' 21 Associate Editor DOROTHY DARTT, ' 21 Associate Editor MARJORIE OHARA, ' 21 Associate Editor CONSTANCE GRANT, ' 22 Associate Editor MARY CHENEY, ' 22 Associate Editor LOUIS PELLOW, ' 23 Associate Editor ELLIS POTTER, ' 23 Faculty Advisor CATHERINE E. O ' KEEFE Volume III. DECEMBER, 1919 Number 1. Contents EDITORIALS ALUMNI NOTE SCHOOL NOTES PICK-UPS LITERATURE CLASS ORGANIZATIONS The Spirit of Thanksgiving hqnor rqll fjrst quartee Bobby ' s Thanksgiving As Time Passes CLASS NOTES And Faith Shall Lead the Way ATHLETICS Peace on Earth-Good Will to Men EXCH ANGES All ' s Well That Ends Well War Time Experiences ■ Behold I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour which is Christ the Lord. And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God, and saying, Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men. EDITORIALS Again Christmas greets us with its mes- sage of peace and good will. Once more we recall the story of the birth of Christ among the Bethlehem hills ; once more Ave meditate on the mystery of the redemption of man- kind. To all of us Christinas is a time of good cheer; let us strive also to make it a time of peace. We must not allow ourselves to become overburdened with the obligation of giving, for more to be appreciated is the spirit in which a gift is given, than the gift itself. Let us remember this and repeat the joys of Christmas time without its sorrows and tragedies. Let us truly join in the angel ' s song of Glory — Peace — Good-will. ' ' D. Dartt, ' 21. The Crimson and Gray extends holiday greetings to its readers. May their Christ- mas be a merry one, and may the New Year bring to them all its blessing ' s. The Crimson and Gray is starting its third year of success. The first year was an experiment and the paper was only type- written, but it was greatly appreciated by the students. Last year, our second attempt, was even more enthusiastically accepted. We all combined with the staff both in giving material and also in subscribing to the pa- per. The Crimson and Gray will be pub- lished four times this year. We must make the paper a success. Will the students in this school make every effort to help? Get busy writing stories and jokes! We can not have a school paper unless we have financial support and enthusiasm. D. Law, ' 20. THRIFT What is the ordinary topic of conversation today? The high cost of living. In general we blame the war for the increase in prices of commodities, and without doubt we are right. But now that the war is over; now that economic conditions are becoming alarming, we should all remember that each of us might perhaps help to right conditions, in a measure. The word thrift will help to solve the problem. People have been getting such high wages during the war that they have become extrav- agant and now they will not be satisfied with lower pay. The result is just one strike after another. People must realize the necessity of thrift, and be satisfied with lower wages before the high cost of living can go down. By continuing to demand higher wages, they are simply boosting the high cost of living. Our nation has achieved its present devel- opment through thrift. In the early days of our history Benjamin Franklin instilled into our minds the necessity of frugality. At the present time the name Hoover is synonymous with living. And surely now, when economic conditions are assuming a very threatening aspect we, as a nation, should do our best to cut down our expenses. Europeans have had an idea that Amer- icans were wasteful. This war has shown them that we can be economical. We have won their respect by the capable way in which we handled the food problem during the late ciisis. Are we going to lose that respect by plunging our country into a civil economic war? During our period of recon- struction our motto should be thrift; we should buy War Savings Stamps; and we should not sell our Liberty Bonds. Muriel Grimioade, ' 21. Getting out a school paper is no joke. If we print jokes folks say we are silly — if we don ' t, they say we are too serious! If we publish original matter, they say we lack variety. If we publish things from other papers, they say we are too lazy to write. If we study hard we ought to be out rustling for news — if we rustle for news we are not attending to lessons. What is a poor editor THE CRIMSON AND GRAY (o do, anyhow? Probably some one will say we swiped this from an exchange. Well, we did! This is a good time for resolutions for the school year. Make them and keep them. Re- member that well begun is half done. Don ' t go around looking for trouble. Trouble has your address and will look you up without any invitation. We wish to thank Mrs. Mary E. Wells for her kindness to The Crimson and Gray, and to the Athletic Association. School spirit in our High School may be compared to a flivver. A long time is re- quired to get both started, and then neither keeps going very long. We can not expect to have good teams unless we support them. Buy a season ticket for basketball. Then you will not only get out of the long line waiting to buy tickets before every game, but you help the Athletic Association. Our faculty should set us a good example in this respect. It is just as bad (from a pupil ' s point of view) for a teacher not to go to a basketball game, as it is for a pupil to go to a class with unprepared lessons. James Ryan, ' 23. THE SOUTHBRIDGE VOCATIONAL SCHOOL Textile Courses for Day and Evening Students to Start Monday, January 5th, 1920 With the re-opening of school on January fifth the Vocational School will offer courses in textile training to all interested in the industry. In order that everyone may have a chance to enter this course, classes are to be held daring the day and evening. The day course as outlined at present, is to cover a period of two years, and is open to all students between the ages of fourteen and twenty-five. The school is to operate on a part time basis, the students working one week in the mill and the other in school. During the school week the students will have the benefit of carrying on extension work in a room especially fitted for experi- mental textile work, under power, at the Hamilton Woolen Company. The academic side of the education, for the present, is to be carried on in the Town Hall. The evening course is open to all male students over sixteen years of age, who are actively engaged in the textile industry dur- ing the day. This course is to be held at the Hamilton Woolen Company, where two rooms have been offered for this purpose. Both courses otter unusual opportunities for advancement, and Mr. Forbes, director of the school, who has organized the courses, urges the town boys to take advantage of them. Mr. Branch, a graduate of the Lowell Textile School, who has been an instructor in that institution for the past two years, is to have charge of the new courses. Much of the success of organizing the plan is due to the efforts and courtesy of Mr. E. Benjamin Armstrong of the Hamilton Wool- en Company, where the students will be given all their practical experience. His interest and the co-operation of the mill ovei seers have made the course possible. On January fifth, Mr. Armstrong is to speak at the Town Hall on the The Present and Future of Textile Industry, at eight o ' clock. Mr. Forbes urges all boys desirous of taking the textile course, and all parents interested in the future of their boys to hear Mr. Armstrong, for he will tell them things of practical interest to their welfare. SCHOOL NOTES A High School Girls ' Glee Club was or- ganized October 3, 1919. The following of- ficers were elected: Elizabeth Earls, presi- dent; Helen Sheehan, secretary and treas urer; Frances Troy, librarian. The members are as follows: Aline Benoit, Emma Bous- quet, Mary Cheney, Isabel Corey, Margaret Connelly, Dorothy Dartt, Louise Durgin, Theresa de Sloover, Eleanor Edwards, Theck- la Fitzgerald, Constance Grant, Dorothy Hall, Marjorie Harris, Buth Jar ret, Gladys Kelley, Elizabeth Morse, Linnea Norman, Edith Olin, Beatrice Page, Irene Peabody, Irene Proulx, Helen Sheehan, Loretta Supre- nant, Dorothy Smith, Marion Walsh, Blanch Weatherhead, Dorothy White, Frances No- lan, Grace Mack, Irene Houde, Alice Wixted, Almeda Walker, Ruth Mansfield, Frances Troy, Louise Rowley, Lucille Williams, Vera Chamberlaine, Pauline Currin, Evelyn Poe- ten, Lillian Brodeur, Catherine O ' Keefe, Mil- dred Apte, Louise Clemence. The Athletic Association dance held in Edwards Hall October 17, was a success both socially and financially. The matrons were Mrs. Mansfield, Mrs. Ryan and Mrs. Morse. The hall was very artistically decora ted wit h red and gray crepe paper and red alder ber- WYsteS LITERATURE THE SPIRIT OF THANKSGIVING Outside, the afternoon was stormy. The rain was beating steadily against the win- dow panes and everything was dark and dreary. But inside the fraternity house all was different; a bright fire crackled merrily in the huge fireplace, around which were seated a few college men. Well, one of them was saying today ' s the sixteenth of November; that means Thanksgiving recess is coming soon. What are you planning to do besides eating the usual amount of turkey and cranberry- sauce? Tom Harlow, seated nearest the fire, an- swered first. I had to spend last Thanksgiving in camp, and although we had a mighty fine dinner, it wasn ' t much like the ones we have at home. So I don ' t mind telling you frank- ly that I intend to spend the holiday this year, by thoroughly enjoying myself, — din- ner at noon, football game in the afternoon, and a dance at night. Sounds good to me! What have the rest of you planned? Theater for mine, said Ed Haynes. And a girl. But I haven ' t decided which girl to take. Just think, he continued, half to him- self, a year ago I was on the Italian Front, wondering, probably, if I would ever have an A. B. degree of my own! And I ' ll have it next June ! Don ' t be too sure, cautioned Jim Ward. The girl question seems to be a pretty seri- ous one in your case, and I think you ' re de- voting too much time to the so-calied ' fairer sex. ' But if they were as fair as they are reputed to be, they ' d ignore you so that you would have no alternative but study. Of course, girls are the correct things to have once in a while. For instance, I ' m going to have Thanksgiving dinner with one and we ' re going to ride afterwards. And for another instance, h-oke in a new voice, belonging to Bob Graham, in England there ' s a girl with whom I spent last Thanksgiving when I was on shore leave, and she ' s the prettiest instance I know of. Her family celebrated Thanksgiving just for me, too. I ' m going to stay at home, this hol- iday. Wild horses couldn ' t drag me from the family. But, Jack, turning to the first speaker who had remained quiet since his question, what are you going to do ? Jack Browning looked rather serious as he answered. One of my A. E. F. buddies is in the Hospital and I ' m going to spend at least part of the day with him. If he is well enough, I ' d like to take him for a short ride. Good night, everybody, and he left the room. The first afternoon of their return after the holiday, the same fellows were sitting around the same fire-place. Again Jack started the conversation. Well, he began politely. I hope your plans all worked out satisfactorily. You may have had great times, but you didn ' t feel any more repaid than I in the end, I ' m sure. I didn ' t realize that anyone could be so grateful until I took that buddie of mine to ride. Which girl did you finally take, Ed? Ed beamed. A new one! he said. This statement was met with a groan from Jim. Tell us about her, Ed, he begged, and get it over with. And incidentally, what show did you take her to, ' Look Who ' s Here, ' or ' Somebody ' s Sweetheart ' ? Neither, answered Ed, becoming serious. I went to church. You see, my pal ' went West. ' So I spent Thanksgiving with his mother. How was the football game, Tom ? THE CRIMSON AND GRAY ' ' Didn ' t go, replied Tom. Saw a couple of twelve year old kids on the street. They looked half starved, so I gave ' em a feed, and took ' em to the movies. Did you enjoy the family party, Bob? Bob smiled. I didn ' t stay at home, even for dinner. You see, on my way home, in the station, I ran across Jim Brown, a fellow who used to be on the same ship with me. He ' s sort of alone in the world, and he couldn ' t seem to get work anywhere. Mighty bright chap, too! I knew of a Mr. Boberts, a friend of my father ' s, who would surely have a position for him, but Mr. Boberts was going on a Western trip the day after Thanksgiving. So Jim and I had to go to his home. He lives in Dover, New Hamp- shire, and it was a horrid trip ; took all day, but we got the job, so I was glad I went. Jim Ward suddenly spoke. If you think I ' m going to listen without saying a word, you ' re mistaken. I enjoyed my day, as well. A woman who lives not far from us, is wholly alone. When I went by her house on my way to dinner, she was trying to chop some wood. I chopped for about an hour and after dinner I went back and piled the wood up for her. She was very grateful, as you can imagine. Jack Browning ' s face glowed. Fellows, he said, you ' re great to do all those things. Now, I think you ' ll all agree with me that the true spirit of Thanksgiving is to give other people who are less fortunate than our- selves something to be thankful for. Anyone who doesn ' t agree, say so. And the room was absolutely silent. Isabel Corey, ' 20. BOBBY ' S THANKSGIVING (A Kindergarten Story) It was a cold, raw, winter day. The wind howled furiously, and the snow that had com- menced falling in the morning was now com- ing down in a white blanket, covering everything. In fact, a. genuine New England snow storm was raging, and little Bobby, who had come out to the farm to spend his Thanksgiving recess with his grandmother, began to feel more and more restless as he realized that the snow would make it impos- sible for him to go out of the house for sev- eral days. The snow was so deep he could not even go to the barn, a short distance from the house, to see Mrs. Tabby and her family of five little kittens. Bobby was (lis consolate. Even grandmother had no time for him — grandmother who could tell the most wonderful stories. Why, Bobby never tired of listening to them ! But now she was very busy cooking, preparing the Thank? giving dinner to which Bobby always looked forward with so much pleasure. So he was obliged to entertain himself the greater part of the afternoon. And surely entertainment was not lacking in the old farmhouse! Grandmother brought out all the old toys that had helped to while away the childhood hours of Bobby ' s father. But after a time even these consolations brought no joy to Bobby. He began to feel homesick and went again and again to the window to see if it had not stopped snowing. But no. Bobby felt a big lump come up in his throat. He gulped it down as best he could, for he was such a big boy he did not want anyone to see that he even felt like crying. When he turned from the window, there was grandmother sitting in her big wing chair just waiting for Bobby to come into her lap. It did seem so good to cuddle down ! And before Bobby realized she had started to tell him a really true story about herself : One day, many years ago, began grand- mother, when I was a little girl, mother and father were suddenly called to a nearby town because of the severe illness of a very dear friend of mother ' s. As I was the older of the two children, the duty fell upon me to keep house and take care of my baby sis- ter. Mother and father assured me that they woidd be back before evening, so there was no cause to feel any alarm. All went nicely during the afternoon. Baby was contented, and the time flew faster than I had expected. When dusk began to gather, I gave baby her supper and put her to bed. Then I went to read in the great living room until the return of my parents.. I became so intensely inter- ested in my book — it was Scott ' s ' Ivanhoe, ' I remember distinctly — that I knew nothing of what was taking place around me, until I suddenly realized that I smelled smoke. In a moment I was on my feet. I discovered that a fire had started in the large built-in wood box near the stove. The box was already burning and made quite a headway. I grabbed two pails and started for the pump, fortunately not far from the house. Back and forth I went for hours, so it seemed to me. The pails were heavy, though I cared not for that. I was thinking of little Betsey and the house. But at last the fire was entirely out, and after cleaning up the debris, I went back once more to wait. Jingle, jingle! What was that? It cer- tainly sounded like sleigh bells, and surely they were coming nearer and nearer. Yes, THE CRIMSON AND GRAY actually coming up to the door! It was father and mother! How glad I was to see them! Of course the whole story had to be told. How proud father and mother were of me! They said they would rather have a daughter like that than all the wealth in the world, and you may be sure it made me ex- tremely happy. Bobby liked the story very much, and when grandmother ceased speaking he gave her a big bear hug. Could it be possible that his grandmother was that brave little girl of so long ago ; that this was the very house where the story happened ! And then Bobby looked out of the window and saw that the snow had stopped falling, that Every pine and fir and hemlock Wore ermine too dear for an earl, And the poorest twig on the elm tree Was ridged inch deep with pearl. Who w r as that coming up the drive-way? It certainly looked like old Ned, the horse, and the family sleigh. It was! and Bobby jumped up from his seat, arriving at the door- just as the sleigh stopped. There were father and mother! They had come to give Bobby, a surprise, and to be with grandmother oil Thanksgiving Day. And Bobby ' s happiness was complete. Marjoric Harris, ' 23. AS TIMES PASSES A Christmas of 1864 Part I. It was Christmas Day. Outside the snow was falling heavily. In a big, cheerless room destitute of all comforts, sat two girls mak- ing a patch-work quilt. As their fingers were busily putting the patches together, they were talking about the politics of the time. For my part, I am glad Lincoln was re- e ' ectel, said Mary, the oiler and prettier of the two. Well, I ' m not, retorted her sister Louise, And I suppose you are glad the Northerners are winning too! Eeally, Mary, in spite of all we have suffered I believe you are in sympathy with them, and she glanced around the room where formerly comfort, such as one could find only on a Southern plantation, prevailed. But the three years of civil conflict had rapirlly diminished the w r ealth of the proud Randalls. Now the two motherless daughters of the family were sad- ly comparing this Christmas Day with for- mer ones, when good cheer and hospitality had made their house the merriest of the country round. Mary sighed. She wondered wdiere her father was today. Major Randall was intensely Confederate in his sympathies, and so also were the whole household — all but Mary. She had fallen in love with a young Northerner. When the war came Jim had immediately enlisted. He had been killed in the battle of Shenandoah Valley, and though Mary never voiced her opinions her heart was with the North. As the girls sat there thinking sadly of the misery of the South, the sound of foot- steps was heard on the path. The next in- stant a loud knock resounded through the house. Mary ran to the door. Before her stood a young man in Confederate uniform. Help me, he gasped, as he almost pushed his way into the house and shut the door. Mary ' s eyes widened in surprise. A Southern soldier is in no danger here. A look of desperation appeared in the young soldier ' s face. I ' m not a Confederate; I ' m a Fede ral man. They are after me! Hide me! Through Mary ' s brain flashed the thought, This might have been Jim. Follow me, she said, and turning she ran back to the room wdvich she had just left. Quick as a flash she emptied the scraps from the big scrap-bag and pushed the young soldier into it. Then she covered him with the scraps until the bag looked natural. Just as she finished explaining the situation to Louise, hoof-beats were heard, and there came a knock at the door. Louise, dear, please promise to keep sil- ent for my sake — and Jim ' s, Mary whis- pered. Then she ran to the door. A com- pany of Confederate soldiers with their cap- tain confronted her. Pardon me, said the captain, but we have been following a spy, and his tracks end here at your door. We must search the house. Very well, replied Mary, as she stepped to one side to admit them. The captain, apparently very much at- tracted by Mary, ordered his men to begin the search with the attic and not to overlook a nook or cranny. In the meantime he would remain with the Misses Randall. Three hours later the men reported every part of the house searched except that room in wdiich the officer and the girls sat. The captain said he had inspected everything except the big scrap-bag. And indeed you ' ll not look through that and get the pieces all over the floor for me to pick up, stated Mary. And she immedi- ately sat on the bag. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY Well, said the captain thoughtfully, will you give your word of honor there is no Northern spy in that bag? Naturally Mary could not say that, but she answered quickly, There is no traitor to my country in this bag or in this house. The captain seemed satisfied with this an- swer and asked, Have you seen anybody go past the house ? Yes, but only a Confederate trooper. That was the spy in disguise! Which way did he go? South to the Confederate lines. To horse, men ; follow him ! Then turn- ing to Mary, Thank you for permitting us to search your house. I hope I may see you again in the future. Good-bye. With a sigh of relief Mary watched the troopers out of the house. Then she helped the almost smothered Northerner out of the bag. In answer to the question in his eye, she stated simply, I ' m for the Northern cause. In a few moments he had been given nour- ishment and specific directions for reaching the Northern lines. Even Louise felt sympathy for the stran- ger as he told of the struggles he had gone through and the risks he had endured to get information for the Federal Army. I thought I was done for when I turned down this road. But I was desperate and made up my mind to take at least this one chance for safety. I surely never expected to find the protection you have offered. And his eyes told eloquently the story of his grat- itude. It is Christmas Day, he said, as he took Mary ' s hand in parting. You have given me my life, and I hope that I may return to thank you for it. And he was gone. Christmas Day, Mary echoed softly, as she watched him disappear down the path. I thank God I had this chance to help the Northern cause. A Christmas of 1919 Pakt 2. It was Christmas Day, 1919. The whole family was gathered around the fireplace. All faces, radiated the good cheer which comes from eating a good, well-cooked Christmas dinner. To think, said Ed, that two years ago today I was in France. Believe me, it sure- ly was a thankful day for me too. Oh ! tell us about it, cried Dorothy, the daughter of the family. Well, you know I don ' t want to bore you. You won ' t, they chorused. Very well. That Christmas I was driv- ing my motor ambulance from A to the first line hospital. The Boches were not harassing the road as much as usual, so I had an easy time of it. After a couple of trips in, I was laid off for an hour and a half to have my dinner. For us it was the same old ' bully beef and ' hard tack ' , only we could have a double allowance. One of the boys had had his tin helmet blown off that morning, and as he had a much more dan- gerous task than mine, I loaned him my helmet. But you might have needed it, exclaimed Dorothy. In France, grimly replied her brother, one never thinks of one ' s self at all; it ' s always the other fellow. Well, as I was saying, I loaned him my lid. When I reached the danger zone, the guard, a young Frenchman, told me the Boches were getting more active. Then remarking that I had no helmet on, he said I had better put it on. ' But I haven ' t one ' , I said. He offered me his, but I refused it on the ground that he would need it more than I, as he was right out in the open, and I at best had a roof over my head. But he insisted, and, after a hot argument I took it. I was just starting up when along comes a piece of shrapnel and lands plunk on my head! Oh, horrors! gasped his mother, it ' s a wonder you weren ' t killed. It was a glancing blow, but nevertheless hard enough to make a dent in the hat and knock me senseless for a minute or two. When I came to there stood the French sol- dier laughing fit to split his sides. ' You, ' said he, ' aren ' t you glad you took that hel- met? ' I grinned and went on my way — with the helmet — thinking how odd that piece of luck should happen on Christmas Day. I certainly should say you had a very narrow escape, said Ed ' s father. Last year, said Dorothy, we thought our Christmas was wonderful. The Armis- tice had been signed and some of the boys were home. Also — we knew that you would be home soon, and that made us very happy. But this year — you are home and so are practically all the rest of the boys, and this is the most perfect Christmas we have ever had ! Eleanor Edwards, ' 20. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY AND FAITH SHALL LEAD THE WAY On the outskirts of a large forest in Swit- zerland is a shrine noted for the wonderful help it has given to many pilgrims during the Christmas season. To the needy, the halt and the blind who went there in good faith, help was given in some way. One day, a young physician who was fond of taking long walks in unfrequented places, was passing through the dense forest near this cloister. Darkness was coming on, and just as he was about to turn back home there were wafted to him the exquisite notes of the Adeste. For a moment he stood and rev- erently listened. Then in the direction from whence the tones seemed to come, he saw a light faintly glimmering through the dark foliage of the trees. Soon his gaze rested on a pathetically beautiful scene. Before him was an open chapel, on the altar wall of which was the picture of the Madonna painted in living colors. Under the picture flowed a tiny silvery stream, which issued from the mouth of an artistic- ally carved lion ' s head. A lamp suspended from the ceiling by means of a chain, illum- ined the interior of the chapel and threw its mellow light on two people who were kneel- ing before the holy picture. The one was a frail young girl whose dress though clean suggested extreme poverty; the other an old peasant whose sightless eyes were raised towards the picture. The deep shadows of the forest served as a background for this strange scene. For a time the young doctor stood as transfixed. Then, concealed behind a large tree, he joined in the hymn, his voice ming- ling with the clear tones of the girl and the quavering notes of the old man. When the song was ended, the girl turned her face towards heaven and prayed fer- vently to the Christ-Child to restore the sight of her father ' s eyes. At the close of the prayer she became aware of the stran- ger ' s presence. He advanced slowly toward them and asked the old man how long he had been blind. For five years, answered the old man with a deep sigh, I have lived in total dark- ness. We have tried many remedies, but all in vain. We feel now that only the Christ- Child can help me. The doctor examined the eyes of the blind man carefully, and a ray of hope lighted his face. Grasping the child and the man by the hand he spoke with happy assurance. Just as God sent an angel to Tobias to restore his sight to him, so I am sent to you. Your ailment can be cured, and you soon will see the light of day. The old man pressed the hand of the young physician, and the girl sank to her knees in silent prayer. Once more had the Christ-Child come to the little shrine among the Switzerland hills with His message of peace. Dorothy White, ' 23. PEACE ON EARTH— GOOD WILL TO MEN 1919 How desolate was Tony ' s outlook for Christmas! But Tony didn ' t know it was desolate. That word was beyond his com- prehension. He would have said it was tough. Tony was the youngest newsboy on the street. He was only eight, but he was sell- ing papers in order to contribute to the sup- port of his little family. The father had died two years before, so Tony was the man of the house, and was very proud of his posi- tion. The other members of the family were Tony ' s mother and his two little sisters. It was a happy little household, although pov- erty was very evident. Christmas morning Tony, his papers under his arm, stood on the corner, trying very hard to keep back the hot tears that kept coming in spite of him. He was a very brave little fellow, and you may be very sure that there was a reason for the tears — or there would have been no tears. And the reason was this : One of the neighbors had invited all of Tony ' s family to a Christmas party at six o ' clock, and Tony couldn ' t go! There was going to be a Christmas tree and ice cream, and he had to sell his papers! It was enough to make any boy cry. As he stood there, thinking of all the good things he would miss, a young girl came along, walking briskly. She was a very pretty girl, and because of her fur coat, Tony said to himself, Gee, ain ' t that swell? She stopped, bought a paper, and started to hurry ou, when she suddenly noticed very discernible traces of Tony ' s unhappiness. Oh, please don ' t cry today, she said. Why, it ' s Christmas! Nobody ever cries on Christmas. What ' s the matter? I ain ' t crying, said Tony, and I don ' t care if it is Christmas. I can ' t go to the party because I have to sell papers. Phoebe Allen gasped. Not on Christmas night! she said. 14 THE CRIMSON AND GRAY Sure, I do. I ' m the man of the house, and if I don ' t sell papers, — well— 7 have to sell ' em, he said. Phoebe thought it over. She was going to a part} 7 herself that night, and if she had to miss it — ! She could understand Tony ' s sorrow. What time ' s your party? she asked. Six o ' clock, said Tony sadly, but I must sell my papers till after eight. Phoebe beamed. I know, she cried, you go to the party and I ' ll sell papers for you ; my party doesn ' t begin until eight, and I don ' t mind being a little late. Tony, young as he was, realized how strange it would seem to people to have the beautiful young creature in a fur coat sell- ing papers. So he simply answered, Oh, no, you can ' t. Yes, I can, she answered, I ' ll just stand here and when a man comes along I ' ll say, ' Paper, sir? ' and he ' ll buy one! I ' ll be here a little before six and you bring me the papers then. She hurried on, leaving the little newsboy gazing after her in wide-eyed astonishment. That noon at the Christmas dinner Phoebe said, May I have the car and Pierre at six, please? Yes, answered Mr. Allen. Where — Phoebe abruptly changed the subject. Six o ' clock found Phoebe at the corner, telling Pierre to come back at quarter after eight, and not to mention where she was. Selling papers was such fun! Everyone bought them, more, perhaps, from curiosity than from actual need. About quarter of eight, Phoebe saw a gentleman coming, and she addressed him with her usual Paper, sir? Yes, please — why, bless my soul, it ' s Phoebe! and there stood her father. What does this mean? he asked. It means, said his daughter, that the newsboy was able to go to his party, and in a few minutes I ' m going to mine. Now, please don ' t scold, she coaxed. Mr. Allen was very much inclined to scold, but after he understood the situation and Phoebe ' s sentiment, he was pleased. Well, he said finally, this is what I call an act of ' Peace on Earth — Good Will to — Tony. ' Isabel Corey. ALL ' S WELL THAT ENDS WELL There ' s a silver lining always through the dark clotuls shining. At a little cottage in a small town in New England, Mr. and Mrs. Laywood, Louise Laywood, a girl of about twenty, and four- year-old Marvin were all seated around the fireplace. It was December 24, the night before Christmas, a time when one would expect that every one was happy; but it was not so with this little group. There was a dark cloud that hung over the Laywood fam- ily. Philip, the oldest child, who had gone over to France in 1917, had been reported missing ever since the first of November, 1918, but it was not until the first of Janu- ary that the family received the telegram stating that Philip Laywood was missing. The big morris chair, which had always been Philip ' s favorite, was vacant. No one had felt like sitting in that chair, for it had always seemed so closely connected with him, and they all knew that no one but him could ever fill that chair. The family had hoped against hope that Phil would return, but, as the days had passed and nearly all the other boys had returned home, and still no word had been received, the Laywoods gradually gave up hope. As the family were sitting around the fire each with the thought of Phil uppermost in his mind, mother and father of Philip ' s child- hood, Louise of how Phil used to take care of her when she was younger, and little Mar- vin of the joy that would be his if he only had a big brother to take him to the circus like some of his playmates, — they heard someone coming up the path to the door. Little Marvin jumped from his chair and hurried to the door, saying as he went, I just know it ' s Santy Claus with just what I ' ve been praying for every night. The family knew that Marvin had been praying that Santy Claus would bring his big brother home to him. The tears came to the eyes of the three left sitting by the fire as they thought of the disappointment the little fellow was to re- ceive. But — in the next instance Marvin was yelling, I got him, I got him, and in a second the whole family were eagerly em- bracing the lad. No, not Marvin, but Philip, for Philip it surely was, without a doubt. The family were all anxious to know where he had been and to hear his adventures. Philip ' s story was short ; it was this : Philip and his buddy had been sent out to recon- noiter. It also happened that a party of Germans were out spying. Phil and his buddy had seen the enemy coming their way, and since they were outnumberel, they had ducked into a shell hole. As Phil ' s buddy rolled over in the shell hole he coughed. But THE CRIMSON AND GRAY for that cough the Germans would have passed by, and all would have been well. The Germans as they neared the shell hole, surrounded it and ordered the occupants to come out. In the darkness. the hole seemed only large enough for one man to occupy. Phil realized this, and knowing that his buddy had an aged mother, a wife and a small child dependent on him, ordered his companion to remain silent. Phil then came out from the shell hole and surrendered him- self to the Germans. The Germans thought that he was the only person in the hole, and not wishing to be caught in No Man ' s Land by the enemy, they hastened back to their lines with their prisoner. Phil had been kept in a prison camp until at last, a month ago, all the prisoners had finally been released. Phil had wired home, on reaching New York, that he was safe and sound, and would soon be with them. He had then taken the train and had hastened home. But Phil had forgotten that he came from only a small town. Long before he had sent his telegram, the office had been closed. The next morning dawned forth in all the splendor that one might expect on Christ- mas morning, and in all the world there could not have been a family more happy than the little Lay wood group, all together at last. Elizabeth Morse, ' 20. WAR TIME EXPERIENCES By Philip H. LaRochelle, Former Sergeant, Base Hospital 106. My first real army life began when I reached Camp Jackson, in South Carolina, after a tiresome journey of three days and two nights. I was not quite among stran- gers, for a few of my friends had also been sent to Jackson. At that time, August, 1918, military activities in the United States were going with a rush. It was almost impossible for our government to secure a sufficient number of clerks to attend to all the details of army life. At Jackson the clerical staff, as in many other places, was overworked. Consequently the soldiers arriving there sometimes had to wait hours before being sent to quarters. We were no exception. For five hours we waited in line, and at last we were assigned to a tent. It was one o ' clock in the morning. Nevertheless we had to get our tent into a livable condition. By the time we had arranged our cots and blan- kets, both of which we had to carry quite a distance, we were craving for eats. Soon we were served those good (?) old army beans, which were so freely given the soldiers dur- ing the war. The feed surely gave us a little more ambi- tion, for it was just about twelve hours since we had had anything substantial to eat. It was about four o ' clock when we went to sleep. There is no need to say how we slept in those comfortable cots, for at five o ' clock reveille sounded and our new life started for good, but not forever, for now the bugler is in a resting place, as far as I am con- cerned. Now, the daily routine consisted of exer- cise, drill and all that pertained to the mak- ing of a soldier. My first vitalizing army ex- perience came when my sergeant trusted me with a pick and shovel. It surely was a change from school life, to handle those two instruments in that sunny Dixieland. How- ever, I became used to the job, and was some- what of an artist after a time. At that time, influenza was raging at camp, and sick soldiers were pouring into the hospitals at the rate of four and five hundred a day. I was transferred to the camp hospital, for there was a great de- mand for attendants to help the nurses in looking after the boys. My work was at the Detachment Office with our top sergeant, who looked after the men whose duty it was to attend the sick. Every man was kept busy during the epi- demic. Many worked twelve and fifteen hours without rest, so great was the num- ber of sick boys admitted to the hospital every day. I remember many instances where medical officers in charge of wards, sent out calls, usually about ten o ' clock at night, for more orderlies to help out in their wards, for at night the nurses could not handle so many cases. As I was in charge of the enlisted personnel, I had to wake the boys, who had just completed their day ' s work. Then we pitched tents and got beds into shape for the coming patients, as all available space in the hospital had been taken up. The good spirit of our fellows was very noticeable at that time. Each one seemed to realize that he himself at any moment might be seized by the flu ; he realized how necessary care was for the sick ones, and he did all in his power to give that care. I stayed at the Detachment Office until finally I had an opportunity to get across, and I took it. I asked to be assigned to Base Hospital 106, which was to leave for France. Just six weeks after I had come to Jackson, I left for a northern port. We left camp in THE CRIMSON AND GRAY a rush, with hardly any equipment, for our commanding officer had received his orders but two days previous to the time set for our departure. In the army, orders are or- ders: there is no excuse for delay of any kind. In the two days we had for prepara- tion not a second was lost. Night and day every member of the detachment was busy, for most of the boys were anxious to leave for France, though most of us wondered if we would ever see Dixieland once again. On Tuesday, October fifteenth, nineteen eighteen, at six o ' clock at night, the train left camp en route for the North. Our first night on the train was one long to be remem- bered. The boys were restless, and gave free rein to their spirits. Every song that could be thought of was sung, and altogether I re- member the occasion as a time of jollity, of mirth, and of laughter. No hint of the more serious side of our journey could be seen, though every soldier was surely inspired with the same high thoughts and purposes which had sent so. many of the American boys across waters, to fight in foreign lands. At frequent stops of the train we were re- ceived by the Eed Cross workers, with dough nuts, apples, coffee and cigarettes. The fol- lowing day, the boys celebrated my birthday, as we were going through Washington. It was an odd way of celebrating a birthday, for they honored me by having me do Kit- chen Police, a term well known in the army. We spent a second night on the train. Early the next morning we arrived at Camp Merritt, New Jersey, our last stopping place in the States, before getting on the boat. At Camp Merritt our time was spent in go- ing through inspections, in receiving over- seas equipment, and in working final prep- arations for the long trip across. I will not go into details in describing the equipment, except to say that, when our sack was rolled into shape, it formed a compact roll of about seventy pounds, which we had to carry the rest of our trip, until we reached a resting place in France. One of the final prepara- tions furnished us with great fun, for we enjoyed seeing the boys lose their curls un- der the harsh horse-clipper. Every soldier had to have his hair clipped. To appreciate the process the reader would have to be present at it. On Thursday night, October twenty- fourth, we received orders to leave camp the following morning at four o ' clock. Every- thing was in readiness. We had our last meal at eleven o ' clock that night, and then washed all the kitchen utensils, for every- thing had to be clean before leaving. From eleven o ' clock till four a. m. we wait- ed for our orders. Just before four o ' clock, our commanding officer in a few words told us of the sacrifices we were making in leav- ing. He spoke impressively of the duties which we bound ourselves to carry out, de- spite the hardships we were bound to en- counter. He also mentioned the fact that strict silence had to be observed while hik- ing to the boat. He told us that we were leaving under cover of darkness, to foil any plots to delay outgoing troops, for spies were always on the lookout, and the strictest secrecy had to be observed. On schedule time, we left Camp Merritt on our way to Hoboken, New Jersey. The hike was about seven miles, and to travel that distance with a pack was not an easy task. Our march was led by several outfits of in- fantry, and all along the road we could see the doughboys falling to the ground, over- come by the weariness of the march and weight of their packs. Ambulances follow- ing the march picked these fellows up and returned them to their outfits. Every so often, we stopped for rest. And those short stops were surely welcome. In many cases the men were so worn out that when they had lain down to rest for that short time, they were unable to get up. (To be continued in the next issue.) ALUMNI NOTES Class of 1919 Gertrude Claflin and Eva Pratt are both employed at the Hamilton Woolen Co. Augustus Lunan is attending Harvard Dental School. Marjory Cormack is working in the Tele- graph office. Marjory Bean began training at Chapin Memorial Hospital, Springfield, but nob car- ing for the work returned and is now em- ployed at the Hamilton Woolen Co. Eric Linblad, St. Onge, Tremblay and Henry Foley are all working at the Amer- ican Optical Co. Margaret Stillwell is attending Penn. College for Women. Isadore Green is at B. U. Pauline Lyon aud Marjory McMaster are both employed at the A. O. Co. Josephine Delehanty is taking the secre- tarial course at Simmons. Elizabeth Love is at Skidmore. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY 17 Frances Oldham is training at the Chapin Memorial Hospital, Springfield. George Lucier is ably filling a position at the Sandersdale Print Works. Alice Clark of Framingham Normal had her roommate home with her Columbus Day. Elizabeth Gooddell is working in the Southbridge Gas and Electric Co. office. Mamie Apte and Corinne Lalibeite are both teaching school. Eaymond Favreau not only is a cub re- porter for the Worcester Post, but also is working at the H. W. Co. Philomene Callahan is attending the Comptometer School in Worcester. Ealph Paul is at Worcester Polytechnic Institute. Harry Olin is working in a machine shop at Bridgeport, Conn. Albert Sherwood is going out to Detroit, Michigan, to learn the automobile business. SCHOOL NOTES (Continued from Page 1) ries. The committee in charge was as fol- lows: Chairman Morton Lord, Romeo Duc- los, William Delehanty, Dorothy Law, and Elizabeth Morse. There were about eighty couples present and everybody appeared to enjoy a good time. Music was furnished by the Imperial Orchestra of this town. On September 30 the teachers gathered to- gether in the cooking room in honor of Miss Locke ' s coming marriage. Refreshments were first enjoyed. Then every one joined in a Spider web hunt. At the end of each string with the exception of Miss Locke ' s was found a stick of candy, but on hers was tied a table-cloth with napkins. The rest of the afternoon was spent in playing games. Every- body had a good time and many hope that some one else will follow in Miss Locke ' s footsteps, so that our faculty may again have a good excuse to be young not only in looks but in actions. On Wednesday afternoon, October 8, after the school session, part of the Holy Cross Jazz Orchestra, secured through the efforts of Miss Earls for the Girls ' Glee Club, gave a concert which lasted about an hour. Then they played for dancing until six o ' clock. Tickets for the concert were ten cents each. We all thoroughly enjoyed the afternoon and hope that another such treat may be in store for us soon. The committee in charge of the tickets, which was as follows: Chairman Elizabeth Morse, Linnea Norman, Dorothy Claflin, Marjorie Harris, Ruth Mansfield, and Frances Troy, made very attractive tickets. Posters were made by Elizabeth Morse and Eleanor Edwards. The girls ' gym classes have started once more. We hope that all our girls will join. The opportunity offered by the Y. M. C. A. is an exceptional one and we should show that we are appreciative of their kindness. Since we ourselves have no gym, we are nat- urally at a disadvantage as far as sports are concerned. But now opportunity is knock- ing at our door. Let us open to it. Join the classes, girls! Then we can have inter- scholastic sports. Show a little life ! All turn out to classes and see what you can do as basketball players. The fee for one year is $1.00, and there are very few who can not afford that amount to keep themselves phys- ically fit. PICK-UPS {Edited by Theckla Fitzgerald, ' 22.) THE CHEERFUL GUY Oh, it ' s easy enough to be grouchy When there ' s no cause to be that, But give me the guy Who, when things go awry, Can grin, as he goes up to bat. The first periodical since the armistice has arrived at Paris from Berlin, October 18, — an art publication. There is no sign of it ' s having been tampered with by any allied authority, but it was more than a week on the way. CLASS ORGANIZATIONS Class of 1920 President Philip La Rochelle Vice-President . . . Thomas Welch Treasurer Frances Nolan Secretary Bessie Shearer Class op 1921 President Joseph Congdon Vice-President . . . Schuyler J. West Treasurer Linnea Norman Secretary James Nolan Class op 1922 President Marg ' t Connelly Vice-President . . . John Casey Secretary and Treasurer Constance Grant THE CRIMSON AND GRAY Class of 1923 President Ellis Potter Vice-President . . . Lawrence Clarke Secretary and Treasurer Frank Gooddell Athletic Association President Mr. Hofstead Vice-President . . . Eomeo Duclos Treasurer Morton Lord Assistant Treasurer . Elizabeth C. Morse Secretary William J. Ryan Faculty Manager . . Mr. Goodreau Captain of Basketball Romeo Duclos Manager of Basketball William J. Ryan Captain of Baseball . Romeo Duclos Manager of Baseball . Joseph Congdon Football Captain . . . . . Lorenzo Lemmelin Manager Romeo Duclos Coach Mr. Goodreau (with help of Mr. Dresser) Platers Ryan, left end Paulhus, left tackle Spielman, left guard McKinstry, center Brackett, right guard Jones, right tackle Giroux, right end Duclos, quarterback Tetreault, left halfback Beck, right halfback Lemmelin, fullback Suis: Nolan Congdon J. Rvan Lavallee Dugas Green Whalen •La Rochelle Girls ' Bowling Teams Senior 1: Senior 2: Dorothy Law (C.) Frances Troy Louise Rowley Edith Olin Isabel Corey Ruth Mansfield (C.) Bertha Law Elizabeth Morse Eleanor Edwards Frances Nolan Junior 1 : Junior 2 : Dorothy Claflin (C.) Gladys Kelly (C.) Jessie Wesson Linnea Norman Barbara Mair Alice Wixted Avis Maloney Florence Foley Irene Hood Dorothy Hall Sophomore 1: Beatrice Page (C.) Marjory Curtis Pauline Currin Florence Wixted Evelyn Poeton Freshman 1: Dorothy White (C. Marjory Harris Lucille Williams Louise Clemence Beatrice Montville Sophomore 2: Irene Proulx (C.) Theckla Fitzgerald Margaret Connally Ruth McMaster Freshman 2: Irene Hughes (C.) Mary Bebo Mable Cutting Winifred Smith Lillian Proulx HONOR ROLL FIRST QUARTER 1919 Seniors K. Bean I. Corey E. Edwards I. Houde R. Jordan B. Law P. Desautels M. Grimwade A. Maloney W. Lavallee D. Law L. Suprenant F. Troy A. Giroux W. Ryan M. O ' Hara A. Walker J. Wesson A. Wixted Sophomores M. Cheney T. Fitzgerald C. Grant F. Goodell D. Wheeler B. Page A. Dugas Patronize our advertisers men of Southb ridge who a our success. They are the -e interested in What is the matter with the Freshman girls? They haven ' t joined the Athletic As- sociation. Advertise in The Crimson and Gray. It pays. CLASS NOTES 1920 Lemmelin: I can ' t learn music. Mr. Clement: Yes, you can; go to the music room, open your mouth, and take something in. (Why not let something out?) The Ten Most Useless Things at High School The dust-pan in the office The brooms in Domestic Science Lab. The court The drinking fountains on the second floor The erasers for the blackboards The telephones The library The editor ' s box in Room 5 The time between 8.30 and 8.40 The Freshman Class Isabel: Men are always late. I ' ve wait- ed here for him since eight o ' clock. Eleanor : When were you to meet him ? Isabel: At seven. Miss O ' Keefe: Wake up, Sherman. Are you asleep? Sherman (from force of habit) : I don ' t know. Jordan : Why do you think I am a poor judge of human nature? Elizabeth : Because you have such a good opinion of yourself. Ticket seller : How many ? La Rochelle : Two standing rooms — to- gether. Mr. Goodreau: What formula did you use? Lib Morse : I didn ' t use any formula- just common sense. Mr. Goodreau : Well, pretty soon ! we ' ll use that Miss O ' Keefe: I positively cannot allow more than one to sit together. Goodreau to West: Everything contains one hundred per cent, of something. Lemmelin: What does West ' s head con- tain? Goodreau : One hundred per cent ivory. Mr. Hofsted to Industrial Boys: Write a composition about President Wilson. Phil Monahan: All I know about him is that he has been in office two terms and has been married twice. Mr. Hofsted : His being married twice is the most important thing, of course. La Rochelle, telling the story of Gavain and the Green Knight: If he ' d wanted to, the Green Knight could have sued his wife for a divorce. Wonder Why? Miss O ' Keefe (in English) : I ' m sorry I couldn ' t go into the Hundred Years War with you. Mr. Clement in Cicero, telling a story on the side: You know about the man who lives on Long Island Sound, and hears the sea (see) and sees the sound. Fran Troy: Gee, you sprung that last year ! Mr. Clement in Cicero : Did you look up that rule, Miss Troy? Miss Troy: No. Mr. Clement: Well, Miss Dartt did. Miss Troy : Well then, what ' s the use of the rest of us looking it up? 20 THE CRIMSON AND GRAY How many inches in a foot? Mr. Goodreau (in Physics) : Reducing four feet nine inches you have forty-four inches. Louise Rowley (in Review Geom.) : Four quantities are in proportion by alteration (alternation). Miss Crocker: This isn ' t a dressmaking establishment. Lem (in American History) : I don ' t know the name of the Lord who came over here. 1921 McGilvray: Did you ever take chloro- form? Green : No, who teaches it ? Wanted in Room 5 — A Cat. Miss O ' Keefe: The Ancient Mariner was swooning on the deck. West: The Ancient Mariner was spoon- ing on the deck. Mr. Goodreau (waxing eloquent) : The man is fifty-five years old, going on sixty- five. Miss O ' Keefe (talking about dumpcarts) : The dumpcarts I have seen have two high heels on the side. Cheney : Do you believe in palmistry ? Fair Junior: Only on summer evenings when there is nothing else to do. Mr. Goodreau: What is a vacuum, Miller? Miller: I know but I can ' t tell you. I have it in my head. Sam Williams to Mr. Cheney : I received a letter from your son the other day, stating that he wished to have his Ford buried with him. Mr. Cheney (slightly mystified) : Well, Lawrence, what is the idea of having your Ford buried with you? Lawrence: Why, Pa! It has got me out of a good many holes, so I thought maybe it would get me out of that. Miss de Sloover is specializing in lectures, and we think that she has been taking a cor- respondence course. The juniors of the commercial department think it is about time that the pupils of the Mary E. Wells High School would take up a collection to send them flowers. Because they are being worked to DEATH. letter Miss Mack: Laviguer, write about a European tour. Part of the letter — I would like to know about the roads to Europe, roads in Europe and how much it would cost to go to San Francisco. Miss Mack : What does yd. stand for 5 S. Jordan : Yankee Division. Miss Sheehan: Miller, now can ' t you talk loud enough to wake up this class? Miller (translating) : I don ' t think so, etc. DorotHy Pratt AlicE DuPaul MorRin NEaler Julian W. CurtiS Louise Turner Ri ta RicHards IrEne Proulx TheCla Fitzgerald AlLard Paul Bob Allard DugaS Pat CaSey JOhn Day Florence Wixted Majory CurtiS LAriviere BoUcher RiChard O ' Neil Mary CheneY LouiSe Durgin COnstance Grant Beatrice Page Dorothy Hall Olive SpoOner Mildred Apte Peg ConOlly LawRence Curtis Evelyn PoEton LouiS Le Pain THE CRIMSON AND GRAY Margaret Connolly. When shall I paint the rocks? Miss Eager : When the sea is dry. Miss Crocker : Cheney, what are you talk- ing for? Cheney: You spelled ' Clarke ' wrong on the board. Miss Crocker: Of course you had to tell Cole all about it. Cheney : No, ma ' am, I didn ' t have time. Miss Crocker : When you know what you don ' t know, it ' s almost as good as knowing it. McGilvray: Laurie, what ' s your record for making town? (while ri ding in Cheney ' s Ford). Cheney : I don ' t make any records. West : No, he breaks them. Mr. Clement: The Nervii were a very bold, fearless tribe. Connie Grant: Is that why they were called Nerv ' -ii? In English Class Miss O ' Keefe: What are the characters in fables? Constance Grant: Donkeys. 1922 Mr. Goodreau (in General Science) : In what three states is substance found? Bright pupil: Massachusetts, Rhode Is- land and Connecticut. Miss O ' Keefe : Curtis, your hands will be all dirty. Curtis: There ' s water downstairs. Miss O ' Keefe : But it ' s cold. Curtis: May I buy a pencil, Miss O ' Keefe? Miss O ' Keefe : Yes ; here ' s one I just shar- pened. Curtis : Looks it ! Paul (signing slip) : What am I sup- posed to write? Miss Sheehan: The time you leave and the time that you come back. Paul: I don ' t know what time I ' m com- ing back. Mr. Clement, translating Latin very rap- idly— Paul : Is all that in the book ? In geometry Miss Grant takes many things for granted, remarked Miss Crocker. Marjorie Curtis: Some one is always picking on Mildred Apte. Irene Proulx: I ' d like to have seen her before they started picking. Mr. Forbes : I want you boys to put your papers on your drawing-boards straight, and take your thumb-tacks out with a tack puller. Cameron Shaw : What will we push them in with? Mr. Forbes : Use your heel, or your head. Miss Crocker : What are you doing? Thecla Fitzgerald : An original. Miss Crocker : Certainly very original. Miss O ' Keefe: Miss Hall, what kind of adjectives are there? Dot: Proper. Miss O ' Keefe : Yes, and the other kind ? Dot: Improper. What Impertinence! Miss Earls: What is your name? John Casey. Miss Earls : And yours ? Paul. Miss Earls : And yours ? Jones. Miss Earls : John Paul Jones, leave this room. Miss Grant (translating Latin) : These tribes being subdued and — er — Mr. Corbin : Where is that ' and ' ? I have- n ' t an ' and ' in my book. Miss Grant: Oh! Mr. Clement always says that ! T. Fitzgerald : Isn ' t it just as well to say the triangles are equal as to say they are congruent? Miss Crocker : Yes, it ' s merely fashion to say they are congruent. Miss O ' Keefe : What is the moral of ' Sir Roger in Love ' ? LePain : Beware of widows. Miss O ' Keefe : Don ' t you play some mus- ical instrument? Curtis : Oh, yes ! the Victrola. 22 THE CRIMSON AND GRAY Miss Fitzgerald (translating Latin) : In order to do this Orgetoix assembled oxen and did much sowing. Mr. Clement: What did he sew? Mr. Clement : How do we get across low water ? M. Cheney: Ford! Miss O ' Keefe: What was Sir Eoger ' s af- fliction ? Irene Proulx: Why, he fell in love. Miss Crocker (after Paul had talked for a long time) : How are we going to know when you are finished ? Paul : When I stop talking. Miss Sheehan : Paul, take your s Paul: Where will I take it to? Mr. Corbin (after translating Latin) : Now can you see all those men on the wall laughing at you? Miss Grant (looking around the room) : No. 1923 Miss Mack: At the end of the period I will return your block to you, Kyan. (Don ' t bother; he never uses his head.) Freshman Composition: They stood like dead men and stared at the ball. English teacher: Report to me at three o ' clock, Lakzinsky. I can ' t, I ' m engaged to the algebra teach- er. Shaw : Do we use our head in standing? Mr. Gooclreau : It depends whether you stand on your head or your feet. Miss O ' Keefe: Give me the uses of the past tense, Miss Hughes. Miss Hughes : It expresses past definite time in the immediate future. Miss Smith : What is a mountain range? Irene Hughes : A kind of cooking stove used in high altitudes. Miss Smith : What is a Congressman at large? Mable Cutting: A Congressman whose term has expired. Mr. Goodreau: gastric juice? Babe Green : What is the office of the ' The stomach. A man — a maid — a look — a word, The maid afraid — the man absurd; A man — a maid — a smile— a kiss, The maid dismay ' d — the man — Oh, Bliss ! A Freshman note that was picked up — Are vou ready to ask my forgiveness? If so, call at 7.30. Miss Eager : If you make a wavy line, it will be water. (Watch your pencil or there ' ll be a flood.) Miss O ' Keefe : What would you give her on that, Pellow? Pellow : I ' d give her 50. Miss O ' Keefe: I wouldn ' t give her 10; vou see you are a little more generous than I. Pellow: I should hope so. Small boy: What is the word for chicken ? Miss Coderre: Le poulet. Small girl : Oh ! I always thought chicken was feminine. Mr. Clement: What does ' dementia ' mean ? F. Wixted: Shouting, or an uproar. Mr. Clement: I hope not. F. Wixted: Oh! Kindness or mildness. In Memoriam of the Freshman Class A RUDELY ENDED ROMANCE She was a pretty Freshman, Starting at High School. I ' ll never, never, fall in love, She made her stringent rule. But as she wandered down the hill, That maid so sweet and fair, A tall young fellow smiled on her, — She broke her rule right there. Her Latin came first period ; She called her heart from it ' s joy. But, oh ! the teacher of her class She found to be her darling boy ! — Exchange. There are seventy-three members in the Mary E. Wells Athletic Association. This is a poor showing as compared to some of the high schools in nearby towns, where prac- tically every pupil is a loyal enthusiastic supporter of school affairs. At present, our association needs money. We must support our basketball and later on baseball teams, therefore we must have money. Every pupil of the school, boys and girls alike, should join the athletic association. It only costs a dollar a year, or ten cents a month. Is there any one of lis who cannot give that amount ? If we realized the importance of athletics we would go in for them with more spirit. In most high schools athletics form an im- portant part of the curriculum. Physical and mental development go hand in hand. We have no gym of our own, so necessarily we cannot have as many sports as other towns. But we can appreciate what we do have. So let ' s all turn out and do our best. Make our teams feel that the whole school, every pupil and every member of the faculty, is behind them. Basketball (1) Basketball has also taken on a new life and should bear watching. The first prac- tice was held Thursday, October 23, and Lem- melin, Ryan, McKinstry and Congdon, all veterans of last year ' s squad, reported to Captain Duclos. They showed that they hadn ' t forgotten the game during the long lay-off. With such men as Beck, Monahan, Larochelle and Lepain pushing the veterans for positions, one of the most formidable teams that have represented the Crimson and Gray should be put on the floor. Mr. Goodreau has also agreed to help, and it will be remembered that he comes to us with a reputation as a star athlete, having won his spurs while at St. Anselm ' s College, Man- chester. Saturday, November 29th, the high school basketball team met the Y. M. C. A. team in a practice game and was defeated 55-26. The high school team, although outweighed 30 pounds to a man, put up a good fight in the early stages of the game, but in the last period the strain began to tell on our boys. The team as a whole had not had much prac- THE CRIMSON AND GRAY tice as most of the players were on the foot- ball team. For the Y. M. C. A., Grant was the big factor, securing nine field goals, while the fine passwork of the team helped greatly in their victory. The passing of the high school team was very poor compared to the showing made by their opponents. The teams lined up as follows: S. H. S. Y. M. C. A. Congdon, l.f. Lb. l.f., Lindell, Ostrander Ryan, r.f. r.f., F. McKinstry, Butler Duclos, c. c, G. Butterworth Beck, Lavalee, l.g. l.g., Garfield J. McKinstry, r.g. r.g., Grant Baskets from floor: Grant 9, F. McKins- try 5, Duclos 5, Lindell 4, Garfield 4, Butter- worth 3, Byan 3, Congdon 2, Lavallee 1, J. McKinstry 1, Butler 1. Free tries made: F. McKinstry 2, Duclos 2, Butterworth 1. Fouls called on high school, 4 ; Y. M. C. A., 4. Ref- eree, Simpson. Timers, Gay and Duclos. Time, Four 10-minute periods. Attendance, 50. Basketball Schedule November 29— Y. M. C. A. at Southbridge December 5— Killingly High School at Danielson 5 — Open 13 — Worcester High School of Commerce at Southbridge 17 — Tourtellotte High School at Grosven- ordale 20 — Woodstock Academy at Southbridge (Pending) 25 — Alumni January 3— Putnam High School at Southbridge 8 — Woodstock Academy at Woodstock (Pending) 10— Open 14 — Worcester Trade School at Worcester 17 — Putnam Trade School at Southbridge (Pending) 21— Open 24 — Open 28 — Putnam Trade School at Putnam 31— Tourtellotte High School at South- bridge February 4 — Open 7 — Killingly High School at Southbridge 10— Open 14 — Worcester Trade School at South- bridge 20 — Northbridge High School at Whitins- ville. (Pending) 27 — Putnam High School at Putnam. Football (1) Candidates for the M. E. W. H. S. football team, the first to represent the school since 1909, were called out Monday, October 27th, by Coach Edmund Goodreau. More than 25 candidates answered the first call, and half a score or more have siu«e given their names to Coach Goodreau. None of the candidates has had much ex- perience in this sport, but with the coaching that Mr. Goodreau has been giving, it is almost a certainty that a good eleven will be developed. The school boasts of several star athletes in Lemmelin, Delehanty, Duclos, Ryan, Mc- Kinstry and Congdon, who have already shown their ability on the diamond and bas- ketball court. With these as a nucleus and such husky material as Bracket, Paulhus, Larochelle, Tetreault, Beck, Spielman, Le- pain, Giroux and Dougas, Coach Goodreau ' s worries are practically over. No sport in the last few years has been taken hold of with more willingness and en- thusiasm. With the proper spirit backing the team, football is sure to get a good foot- ing and probably will be reinstated as a major sport in the school. Saturday, November 1, the football team went to Fiskdale and defeated the Fiskdale Y. M. C. A. to the tune of 12-6, in the first game played this season. Fiskdale secured their only touchdown in the first period. After Southbridge lost the ball on a fumble, they brought it into South- bridge territory by several end runs. Then C. Dupre broke through the line and went over for a touchdown. In the second period, Southbridge woke up and fought its way to the enemy ' s ten- yard line, where Duclos, on an end run, went over for our first touchdown, thus tying the score, as Lemmelin failed to kick the goal. In the third period, Southbridge again took up the march down the field, where Lem- melin carried it over on a long end run, for a second touchdown, making the score 12-6. In the last period, Southbridge fought its way to the enemy ' s one-yard line, where it lost the ball on clowns just as final whistle blew. The terrific line smashing of Lem- melin and Tetreault was the feature of the game. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY The Palmer High School eleven defeated the Southbridge local schoolboys on Wells- worth Field, 16 to 6, before a crowd of 400 enthusiastic fans, who cheered their favor- ites to the echo and clearly showed their in- terest in the game. The visitors were much heavier than the Southbridge boys, out- weighing them fully 30 pounds to a man, but the Southbridge players stuck pluckily to their work, and although handicapped by the slippery condition of the field, put up a creditable exhibition. Southbridge won the toss and chose the south goal, which gave them the advantage of the stiff wind. Palmer kicked off and the home team, by repeated line plunging, and aided by a successfully executed forward pass, brought the ball to their opponents ' 12-yard line, from where Duclos, the plucky Southbridge quarter, carried the oval across the goal line for the first score of the game. Although frequently penalized for offside play, the heavy Palmer backs tore through the light opposing line for substantial gains, Chamberlain, the husky fullback, crossing the line for three successive touchdowns, though all attempts to kick goals were fail- ures. Blair, the giant tackle, who weighed well over 200 pounds, penetrated the South- bridge line at will, and nailed the backs be- fore they could get started on the wet field, while Chamberlain at fullback also played an excellent game. Duclos, at quarterback, was easily the star of the home team, doing especially effective work as defensive full- back and making several sensational tackles. At a meeting of all the football candidates Saturday, November 22, Lemmelin, the husky fullback, was elected captain. EXCHANGES Since September the following exchanges have been received : Academy Journal, Norwich, Conn. Delphian, Providence, K. I. The Dial, Brattleboro, Vt. Drury Adademe, North Adams, Mass. The Dynamo, Newtonville, Mass. The Index, South High, Worcester, Mass. Lawrence High School Bulletin, Lawrence, Mass. The Magnet, Leominster, Mass. The Neivs, East Orange, N. J. Orange and Black, Middletown, Conn. Polytechnic, Troy, N. Y. Review, Lowell, Mass. Senior, Westerly, R. I. The Tripod, Hartford, Conn. Tech Neivs, Worcester, Mass. As we see others : Aegis, Beverly, Mass. — Your paper has good cuts and departments. Why not make distinction between ads and paper? Bulkely Neivs, New London, Conn. — One of the best of our exchanges. Hilltop, Warren, Mass. — Very spicy class notes. Oracle of Athol, Athol, Mass. — Good ex- change and literature departments. The world is old, yet likes to laugh ; When jokes are hard to find, A whole new editorial staff Couldn ' t tickle every mind. So if you meet some ancient joke Decked up in modern guise, Don ' t frown, and call the thing a fake, Just laugh, — don ' t be too wise. — Exchange. F. A. BOUVIER SHOES AND SHOE REPAIRING 113 MAIN STREET SOUTHBRIDGE, MASS. ADVERTISEMENTS W. P. LaRochelle Confectionery, Groceries, Notions, Tobacco Gasoline 28 cents per gallon Polarine Cylinder Oil 55 cents per gallon 45 WORCESTER STREET The Edwards Co. BOYS ' SUITS AND OVERCOATS MAKE FINE GIFTS Splendid, sturdy, serviceable Suits and Overcoats that will delight the youngsters far more than the ornamental trifles that are usually given at Christmas time. These are not the sort of garments that merely look well on a dummy figure but soon lose their shape when subjected to the hard test of service. They are particularly fine Suits and Overcoats, made by the best markers of boys ' clothing. Yet prices are very rea- sonable. The Edwards Co. L. D. Benedetto Groceries, Meat, Vegetables 21 Central Street Tel. Conn. Diamond Fruit Co. John Rigas, Prop. FRUITS - CIGARS - HOME MADE CANDY FRESH EVERY DAY ICE CREAM COLD DRINKS Agent for Velvet Ice Cream 21 Central Street Tel. 563-M Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers ADVERTISEMENTS Gifts for Christmas WHEN YOU THINK OF CHRISTMAS SHOPPING THINK OF Small Vinton We have very choice selections for every gift you need. One visit will convince you. Get Your Xmas Gifts Early Furniture, Toys, Silverware, Etc. J. C. GABREE KNIGHTS ' GARAGE Rear 143 Main Street Immediate Delivery on New an d Used Fords Expert Mechanics at Your Service Telephone 10 Compliments of Geo. C. Shepard Co. C. E. HANSON, Registered Pharmacist Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers ADVERTISEMENTS Compliments of H. L. Demarais D. D. S. Watch Your Step And Learn the Latest Ones Private School of Dancing ELFRIDE BECK Telephone 549-M Southbridge Domestic Eng. Co. F. J. Shaw 44 ELM STREET Plumbing and Steam Pitting Estimates Cheerfully Given Telephones 401-R— 401-W Joseph Serletto Fruit - Confectionery - Cigars Tobacco Elm Street Telephone Connection Riverside Pharmacy J. A. Lariviere, Ph.G. Prescription Drug Store Southbridge - Massachusetts Quality — DRUGGISTS — Service We Do Hemstitching SINGER SEWING MACHINE CO. 15 Hamilton Street H. L. BASTIEN SON Phone 536-W Compliments of A. J. Anderson Teacher of Dancing Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers ADVERTISEMENT! Charles F. Hellner Son Electrical Contractor Phone 64 5 Chapin Street COSEY LUNCH Sy 2 Central Street Lunches at all Times Soup, Stew, Beans, and Anything in Rolls ALEX J. PAQUIN DRY and FANCY GOODS LADIES ' and MEN ' S FURNISHINGS Shoes and Rubbers, Corsets and Under- wear, Hosiery and Gloves 113 Main Street Southbridge Follow the Crowd to HAMEL ' S SHOE STORE 9 Central Street Shoes and Rubbers at Cut Prices A. L. Palent PASTIME BOWLING ALLEYS Open from 9.30 A. M. to 12 P. M. Boston Fish flarket High Grade Meats and Fish 21 Central Street Tel. 274 WALD DOWD Y. M. C. A. Building WATCHES DIAMONDS OPTICAL GOODS CLOCKS SILVERWARE CUT GLASS — COME IN AND HEAR — Edison Diamond Disc Phonograph — and — EDISON ' S RE-CREATION RECORDS E. D. Stone 74 Main Street Southbridge Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers ADVERTISEMENT! Going Out Of Business Everything must be sold regardless of cost. Come and buy your Christmas Clothing and Dry Goods ; also your future needs at ridiculously low prices. THIS GREAT SALE NOW GOING ON SAUL S. ARICK 70 MECHANIC STREET Compliments of Mrs. Julie Dufresne THE Up-to-Date Millinery Store BOSTON STORE 129 MAIN STREET J. O. Berthiaume Co. 18 HAMILTON STREET Acme Studio DUFAULT CO. PORTRAITS IN SEPIA AND CARBON Enlargements in Crayon and Water Colors MEN ' S FURNISHINGS MRS. C. E. C U R R I N 6 Chapin Street HAMILTON STREET COMPLIMENTS OF The E. F. DMIN CO, Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers ADVERTISEMENTS Reliable Wet Wash A. C. FAVREAU, Proprietor 16V 2 CENTRAL STREET Telephone Southbridge Coal Co. Compliments of W. M. Edwards, Mgr. Coal - and - Wood Guy L. Johnson D. D. S. Yard: Railroad Avenue Office : 93 Main Street WE DON ' T REPAIR SHOES Call and Look Over the But The Dainty Things We are Offering for Christmas REBUILD THEM We Also Carry A. R. Larlviere 131 MAIN STREET HIGH GRADE SHOES David Lenti Elm Street Tel. Conn. Monahan ' s Bakery If. Benvenuti Cakes - Pies - Rolls of All Kinds Dealer in Hot Baked Beans and Brown Bread Every Saturday DEXTER ' S BREAD AND CAKES Foreign and Domestic Fruits 94 Hamilton Street Telephone 268-W Mention the Cri and Gray when patronizing advertisers advertisement: Peter Grant Co. Staple and Fancy Groceries 84 MAIN STREET Telephone Connection We want your wife ■SISTER - MOTHER - AND - SWEETHEART TO LOOK OVER THE LARGEST ASSORTMENT OF LADIES ' AND GENTS ' SUITS, COATS AND GARMENTS EVER SHOWN IN THIS TOWN Prices to Suit Any Purse Let ' s Get Acquainted Goodwin Bros. MAIN STREET MAIN STREET Joseph H. Desrosiers Dealer in Groceries, Meats and Provisions Tel. Conn. 59 y 2 Mechanic Street J. Lippe Meats, Groceries and General Merchandise 72 Mechanic Street Tel. Conn. Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers THE CRIMSON AND GRAY MARY E. WELLS HIGH SCHOOL Volume 3 February, 1920 Number 2 ABVEBTISEMEMi EFFICIENCY is an absolute necessity to success in business. BECKER ' S COLLEGE GRADUATES are SUCCESSFULL because they are EFFICIENT, because they have confidence in their ability. Courses are arranged to suit individual tastes. Secretarial Course Shorthand and Typewriting Bookkeeping and Accountancy Higher Accounting Comptometry Business Training Course Normal Course It is time to decide about your future occupation. Our illustrated CATALOGUE may help you to decide— SEND FOR IT NOW. Becker ' s Business College The Secretarial and Accountancy School of Worcester Clark Building 98 Front Street Worcester, Costa ' s Confectionery Store Ice Cream Candy Cigars and Fruits GLOBE VILLAGE LEWIS Hardware GLOBE VILLAGE Compliments of Mrs. Effreda Beck Teacher of Dancing Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers. ADVERTISEMENTS SOUTH BRIDGE NATIONAL BANK Capital $100,000 00 Surplus and Undivided Profits .... 278.000 00 Deposits 1,624,000 00 Total Resources ....... 2,373,000 00 Strength - Security - Service Our Savings Department offers an attractive investment for your funds, paying 4cj4 % interest from the day the money is deposited. A checking account gives you the proper receipt when paying bills. Valuable Documents should not be left in your office or home at th e risk of loss by theft or fire. Our Safe Deposit Boxes Will Protect Them. Southbridge National Bank R. M. Burnham Telephone 138 E. M. Phillips Son Prompt and Careful Service on All Forms of Insurance SOUTHBRIDGE MASSACHUSETTS Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers. ADVERTISEMENTS Automobile Tires and Accessories Vulcanizing Motor Equipment Co. Joseph V. Flood Telephone Connection 5 CHAPIN STREET Compliments of The Quality Shop A Full Line of Men ' s Furnishing PHELPS BUILDING MAIN STREET Thank You Small Vinton Masonic Building Jewelers Stationers NEW STORE - 75 MAIN STREET A. T. Hyde Co. Largest Stock Lowest Prices Best Service See Our Complete Line of Spring Clothing LPeloquin Dufault Second Hand Furniture Upholstery and Repairs Neatly and Quickly Done 23 CENTRAL STREET Tel. 424-W Res. 233-M Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers. ADVERTISEMENTS J. W. BARNES BATTERY SERVICE J. W. BARNES 125 MAIN STREET Telephone 500 CLEMENCE CO. LUMBER DEALERS Manufacturers of DOORS, WINDOWS AND FRAMES, MOULDING AND FINISH Dealers in WALL BOARD AND PREPARED ROOFING CENTRAL STORAGE NEW AND SECOND HAND FURNITURE BOUGHT AND SOLD 7 CENTRAL STREET A. A. Laverdiere Telephone 273-W L. E. BRADLEY Wholesale Dealer in Morris Co. ' s Dressed Beef, Mutton, Pork and Lard Butter - Cheese - Eggs - Canned Goods and Produce - Salt Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers. ADVERTISEMENTS GEO. C. SHEPARD CO. SICK ROOM SUPPLIES A Good Hot Water Bottle is Almost Indispensable We Have the Quality Kind. Two Year Guarantee. Also Clinical and Biath Thermometers, Ice Caps, Atomizers of all kinds, Invalid Rings — in fact, everything needed in the sick room. Men ' s Dependable Suits and Overcoats Buy them now and have them ready to wear when you need them, for the styles and qualities are very exceptional for these times. If you wait, your money will not begin to buy so much style and value a few months hence as it will right now from this collection. The styles are refreshing and they are made of such unusually excellent materials. The patterns appeal to men who appreciate their appearance. Decide, of course, for your own best interest — the facts are yours now. A look at these Suits and Coats will bring you to a definite decision. Come in and see them. They are priced as follows : $25.00 - $30.00 - $35.00 - $40.00 - $45.00 - $50.00 The Edwards Company CLEAN COAL Plenty of It - All Sizes Place your order a few days before you need more and we can supply you. E. C. ELLIS 67 MAIN STREET Tel. 128 Quality and Service W. P. GENDREAU MARKET Fruit Groceries Fish and Game in Season 144 MAIN STREET Tel. Conn. Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers. ADVERTISEMENT! y. M. C. A. Y. M. C. A. HOME FOR ALL READING ROOM - DORMITORIES - POOL BILLIARDS - GYMNASIUM - SHOWER BATHS BOWLING - SOCIAL STAR COURSE Kids in the gym SOUTHBRIDGE YOUNG MENS CHRISTIAN ASSOCIATION Y. M. C. A. Y. M. C. A. Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers. ADVERTISEMENT! Our Customers Growth Is directly reflected in our growth. We do our utmost to forward the interests of our clients, and our officers welcome every opportunity to be helpful. The People ' s National Bank OF SOUTHBRIDGE MEMBER OF THE FEDERAL RESERVE SYSTEM We Want Your Wife Mother, Sister and Sweetheart to look over the Largest Assortment of Ladies ' and Gentlemen ' s Clothing and Furnishings in this Town. Come in and get acquainted GOODWIN BROS. MAIN STREET MAIN STREET We have the Best $4.00 Corset on the Market Peloqum s Pharmacy 98 HAMILTON STREET Ask for a Deering Corset The Drug Store Where Service and A. R. Lanviere Quality Count 101 MAIN STREET Bring Us Your Prescriptions Mention ithe Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers. The Crimson and Gray Published Quarterly by the Students of the Mary E. Wells High School, Southbridge, Mass. Editor-in-Chief . ISABEL COREY, . KENNETH BEAN, ' 20 ' 20 ' 21 ' 20 ' 21 ' 20 ' 20 ' 20 ' 22 ' 20 ' 20 ' 21 ' 21 ' 21 ' 21 ' 22 ' 22 ' 23 ' 23 Business Manager .... Advertising Manager Assistant Advertising Manager . Alumni Editor ..... . SCHUYLER WEST, . PHILIP MONAHAN, LAURENCE CHENEY, . LOUISE ROWLEY, WILLIAM RYAN, ROMEO DUCLOS, Exchange Editor . THECLA FITZGERALD, ELIZABETH MORSE, DOROTHY LAW, ' Associate Editor Associate Editor Associate Editor Associate Editor Associate Editor • ) MURIEL GRIMWADE, . WILLIAM LAVALLEE, . DOROTHY DARTT, MARJORIE OHARA, CONSTANCE GRANT, MARY CHENEY, . LOUISE PELLOW, Associate Editor Faculty Advisor MARJORIE HARRIS, CATHERINE E. O ' KEEFE Volume III. FEBKUABY, 1920. Number 2. Contents EDITORIALS 9 LITERATURE: LITERATURE: Anne ' s Visit to Haiti Nothing Venture, Nothing Done 11 War Time Experiences .... 17 19 23 24 25 28 29 The Autobiography of a cial The Counterfeiter Commer- . ... 14 . ... 15 . . . . 16 HONOR ROLL CLASS NOTES ALUMNI NOTES ATHLETICS The English Language . ... 16 God of our fathers, known of old; Lord of our far-flung battle line, Beneath whose awful hand we Wd Dominion over palm and pine — Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget! EDITORIALS Capital and Labor There are two great divisions of this country at the present time. They are greater than any political division and ' threaten to shake the very foundation of the nation. These divisions are capital and labor. In 1833 a labor party held a national conven- tion at Philadelphia and among other things formulated demands for higher wages and shorter hours of work. Ever since that time labor has been demanding those two things, and has succeeded in all cases in obtaining short enough hours of work and in many cases too short hours of work. Labor is also demanding everywhere, more wages to meet This month we celebrate the memory of perhaps the two greatest men America has ever seen, Washington and Lincoln. Both lived in times of great stress and it is then that great men are discovered. Washington is the example of a man highly educated and with natural ability. His great position and usefulness, he obtained from moral char- acter. He had a temper hard to control and a taste for home life, which he had to con- strain because of public duties.- Yet he is one of the finest examples of self-control. All during the Revolution both in despair and success he exhibited a calm determination. Lincoln on the other hand presents himself as an example of a self-made man. With practically no education, but because of his genius he rose to a great position. In his time he was underestimated, and some even held him in contempt. Now we see the grandeur of his character in his patience, his high ideals of freedom and his love for his fellow beings. And now as we recall the greatness of these two men, ought we not to do more than honor them, ought we not to set them up as examples for ourselves? D. Dartt, ' 21. the increasing cost of living. When the de- mands are not met, strikes have often been the result, hurting production and the com- munity at large. But the higher the wages are raised, the higher the cost of living mounts, as it naturally must. Labor is only working on a tread mill. The only solution of a way to reduce the cost of living, which is the cause of friction, is to increase the pro- duction in all lines of business, and to estab- lish between employer and employee a feeling of cooperation, a feeling that each is going to give a square deal and expects a square deal in return. K. Bean. The Machine Course of the Vocational School is not tilled: there are vacancies for more applicants. In the textile course there are also three vacancies. Boys who show particular aptitude during their two years in ilie mill, may be transferred to the account- ing department, if there is a vacancy at any time. They are also eligible to enter the engineering department. Bolshevism Today in Russia, the Bolsheviki are in power, and Russia is in a pitiful condition. No police, no protection any where! The aim of the people, seems to have been to overthrow the old government of Russia, and !o establish a new order, wherein every in dividual should have an equal amount of power. Rjussia has long been a monarchy, and though the nobility of the country are educated, they represent but six per cent of the population. The rest of the country, peasants, for the most part, have never been educated, and have not even enjoyed the barest comforts of life. Consequently they have tired of their wearisome condition, and have revolted. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY If you, an American, were to go there, to- day, you would be in very grave danger of your life; everyone is. And if you did get home alive, you would bring nothing with you but horrible memories. Then you would realize, and only then, the conditions of Eussia. But Eussia is far from the United States and Eussia had some reason to revolt, America has none. America is an educated republic and the richest country in the world. Yet this country is full of aliens who enjoy all its privileges but who still remain aliens. Bolsheviki leaders incite these foreigners to riots with Socialistic stories, telling them if they overthrow this government a new one will be established in which every man will be as rich as his neighbor. The speaker enu- merates many grievances, reminds them of low wages, taxes and pictures a rich man as a thief. All this, of course, is not true. Labor has never before received such high wages, and if a man wishes to secure a higher posi- tion he has but to attend one of the many government night schools. But the majority of the people do not think. The laws of our government have been tested, and we have had the examples of many other countries. We elect to Congress our men who contin- ually adjust the laws to suit existing condi- tions. We must make all men in America Amer icans. Educate them and they can attain the things they want in a fair way! Make them Americans and they can make their own laws, and they will uphold these laws! Many organizations, Boys ' Clubs, Settlement Houses and others further this movement. Bolshevism will have no place in America just as soon as everybody who resides in the United States becomes a citizen. Don ' t be- lieve all the rumors you hear, and when some- one tells you that the United States is going to pieces, just remember they are nothing but pessimistic gossipers, who believe that if you have a cough you ' re going to die. 0. Grant, ' 22. Exams! Examinations are over!! What a sigh of relief. We all know our marks now, and they are on record in the office. Some of us were disnppointed: a few of us were agreeably surprised, but whatever were the results lot ' s be philosophers. Did some member of the. faculty tell us that the teachers did not do the marking: that the pupils themselves were the ones who decided the fatal marks in those little red books? Of course, we don ' t believe everything we hear but nevertheless, let ' s see if there is any truth in that statement. If a man can pro- duce his goods, he can collect payment. If we can make the teachers think we know our lessons, we can get a good mark. The only way to make them think that, is to study. Mid-years are over; finals are coming. In some courses pupils are excused from these last agonies if they can secure ' an average of A for the second half of the year ' s work. That is an incentive to study. If we are not fortu- nate or deligent enough to be A students, at least let us not be satisfied to belong to that class of students who just barely pass. Show a little life: the fellow who is a good student is a good sport. Our Advertisements It takes a great deal of effort to obtain our ads. Advertisements are the forces that enables us to run this paper. They are the thoughts of the business man. Eead them! Appreciate them. Every ad. has a certain attraction, and we ask you to notice them. They announce something new or special, something worth while. Eead every page of the magazine. Eemember that one good turn deserves another. High School pupils, parents, and friends, trade with the business men who are interested in us; so interested that they will give us an ad. Every one counts, no matter how small it may be : every dollar helps to pay the bill. Be appreciative. Patronize our advertisers. L. B. Cheney, ' 21. Our Paper We have a paper The Crimson and Gray Which is growing more popular day by day The students all with ardor burning, Are for the great day fondly yearning, When the school paper they can read For there, they obtain all the wit they need. The paper contains some puns quite heady And for the censor now is ready The students are racking what brains they To make the demand for material less. I hope devoutly that all will confess That the Crimson and Gray is one great D. Law, ' 20. LITERATURE 2 0. NOTHING VENTURE, NOTHING HAVE Mr. and Mrs. C. Carleton Carruthers request the honor of your presence on Friday evening, March tenth, from eight until twelve o ' clock to meet Donald Eussell Endsdale, 424 Paget Avenue Oh, how I ' d love to go, sighed Christine. I heard that eight Seniors were to be in- vited but I never dreamed that I ' d be one of them. Go ! Why, Chris Morton of course you ' re going. No, Ted, really. The only evening gown I own would make me look like a worthy object for the Salvation Army at such an Borrow one! Just think of meeting the famous Donald Endsdale. His books are wonderful. If you get a chance ask him how that serial is going to end. Ted, you ridiculous thing. Even if I were going, do you think I ' d have a chance to talk with the celebrity of the evening — I ' d be content just to shake hands with him but I shall never do even that and — As I told you before, you ' re going, her roommate broke in. What ' s the use of being editor-in-chief of the college magazine, and the regular Lit shark if it doesn ' t get you anywhere — She was interrupted by a knock at the door. Come right in, Margery Marten. I ' d thought you ' d forgotten all about us noble Seniors. Ted was even more gracious than usual to the college heiress, for her subtle brain had already evolved a plan whereby the dearly beloved Christine might attend the reception, suitably clad. Chris is cross, she went on, regardless of her chum ' s warning looks. Says she won ' t attend the Carruther ' s reception because she hasn ' t a decent gown — How perfectly foolish, Chris! Just as though everyone in the whole college wouldn ' t be glad to lend you anything you wanted. Of course, you ' re going, their guest insisted, I ' ve just oodles of gowns. Help yourself. Oh Margie, I couldn ' t. See, the other girls would recognize the dress as yours and I ' d feel perfectly ridiculous. No indeed, I ' ve a new blue and gray georgette crepe that I ' ve never worn. It will look simply fine with your black hair and gray eyes. I want you to wear it! Please! All right, Margie-Dear, I will, said Chris at length. For I ' m not going to let pride stand in the way of my meeting Donald Endsdale. And I think that he ' ll be well worth the meeting, Margery replied. His sister Alice and I are very good friends, but he ' s never been at home when I ' ve visited her, so I know him only through his books and Alice — Oh yes, and his picture. He ' s not hand- some but his face is one you could never forget, vivid, interesting and yet — Oh well, you can see for yourself. The subject was not mentioned again until Margery rose to leave, then she turned to Chris, Now don ' t forget! Be at my room two weeks from tomorrow at seven o ' clock. I ' ll have everything ready. When the door had closed behind her the roommates faced each other. Ted, Chris indignantly exclaimed, You intended that Margie should offer me one of her gowns. Of course I did, Ted returned calmly. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY Come, don ' t be angry with me little one, she added in a pleading voice. Oh, I ' m not angry any longer. I ' m going to forget that the dress is borrowed and have the best time ever. Go to it, Chris, old girl, murmured the irreprisible Ted, as she pulled her French dictionary out from under the couch. At last the long-waited tenth arrived. Promptly at seven Chris presented herself at Margery ' s door. With Margery to do the actual work, and Ted ever ready to offer suggestions Christine was soon made, what her roommate called A raving beauty. You certainly do look great, said that young woman gazing critically at her loug suffering friend — Keal stuunin ' ; of course, she added hastily. You ' re grand looking anyway, but clothes certainly do make the woman. Now hurry up. The car is waiting for you. Girls, I feel perfectly reckless, said Chris as the y hurried down the stairs. I ' d love to see you act reckless, you demure little mouse, laughed Margary as she pushed the reckless one into the limousine. Here, I forgot these, she threw a glittering chain into Christine ' s lap. Oh Margie — I can ' t — but the door slammed. Poor Chris gazed in dismay at the necklace of diamonds and turquoises. It was an exquisite thing; the finest of all the wealthy girl ' s expensive jewels. Well, she decided, I can ' t go back with it now, and it ' s safer around my neck than anywhere else. Is Chris so very poor, inquired Margery as she and Ted sat eating chocolates in the latter ' s room. Yes indeed! Some aunt gave her the tuition and no more. Said she could work for the rest. She certainly works, but it ' s hard for a talented girl like Chris to go through college missing all the fun and good times. She ' s awf ' ly attractive. While the two friends were so frankly dis- cussing her, Christine and her companions were impatiently Availing for their chauffeur to mend a punctured tire. They arrived nearly an hour late. It ' s a shame that you were so delayed, Mrs. Carruthers said re- gretfully. Captain Endsdale appears to be surrounded but I will see that you meet him later on. Now I ' ll find you some partners for the dancing. Some few dances afterward Christine was awaiting the return of a youth who had gone in search of an ice, when a voice awoke her from her dreamy contemplation of the scene. It seemed to say, Miss Morton, I believe, and she turned to find the guest of honor smiling down at her. Ah, I thought it was you, the low voice continued, I ' ve heard so much about you that you seem like an old friend. Surely you are not surprised? If you don ' t mind let ' s find a place where we can talk. Dazedly Chris allowed him to lead her to a secluded corner of the dimly lighted conservatory. Now I ' ll solve the mystery — that necklace you ' re wearing. Once you left it with Alice. She was to take it to the jewelers. Being somewhat of a connoisseur of precious gems I took particular interest in it. Alice had told me that I would prob- ably see Margery tonight, so when I saw the turquoises and diamonds I felt sure that it was you. Suddenly Christine understood, Goose that she was — - He had said Miss Marten, and now what was she to do? She could only play the game. Sometime of course he would find out that it was not the wealthy Margery Marten who had that evening the pleasure of his company, but he would never know that he had given to little Christine Morton the happiest memories of her life. How incredibly stupid of me not to have guessed, Christine responded lightly, though half fearful of the role she was. about to play, — at any moment he might ask a simple question which would be her undoing. Not at all. I should have been disap- pointed if you had. It was easy to be Margery, and Chris was rather sorry when the orchestra struck into a waltz and Endsdale requested that she have it with him. I don ' t care much for this syncopated jazz stuff, said he. As a matter of fact I rarely do anything but watz. The first dance with Mrs. Carruthers this evening. Chris and her distinguished partner im- mediately became the cynosure of all ej r es. As the music stopped, she gave a guilty start. Just look at this, she exclaimed con- tritely, holding out her dance program. I forgot all about my dance and everyone was taken. I want all the waltzes anyway, the other dances you can split. Alice always said that generosity was one of your virtues, Chris murmured. So it is, otherwise I would ask you to sit out the one-steps and fox trots, he re- torted. Miss Morton, I have the next I believe. A quick glance at Endsdale, showed Chris that he had not noticed the name Morton and Marten were so much alike that be probably wouldn ' t. Yes, you have, she replied, but I think THE CRIMSON AND GRAY the two gentlemen approaching will also say they have. Popularity is sometimes easily gained and Chris was soon having what Ted would have termed, the time of her sweet young life. Yet she counted time only by the waltzes. The next waltz is the last, said Ends- dale, what shall it be? Yes, just so, Mrs. Carruthers said I might name it. Then let it be, Chris daringly said, let it be, ' ' Till We Meet Again ' . He glanced quickly at her and was gone. In a minute there came the first faint notes of last year ' s most popular waltz. Then one by one the lights grew dim and faded. You see I did even better than you re- quested. I persuaded Retta to make it a moonlight waltz — for you and me. Oh ! Chris breathed rapturously. Could she really be the same girl who up to a few hours ago had thought life was very com- monplace and rather sordid. After a few moments she felt herself skill- fully guided into the conservatory and out through an open window on to the verandah. I wanted you to see this, ' ' said Endsdale. Low above the brown barren foothills, swung a great white moon. At their right lay a lake, across it ' s surface moon and stars had traced a crystal maze. The sceue was not gorgeous or magnificent. They both realized that, but it seemed to them the very embodiment of all that was beautiful aud wonderful. There seemed nothing to be said. It was Donald who first broke that silence. Surely this might be that ' singing peace ' for which ' give all you have been or could be ' . In after years when Chris thought of their first meeting she was always to remember him as she saw him then, gazing off into the far spaces — a look of understanding and contentment upon the face turned towards the stars. So wait and pray each night for me — Come let us finish our waltz, he said. ' Til We Meet Again. Its all over now, thought Chris. But no, not quite, he was asking to take her home. They talked of books, of music and other commonplace things. Suddenly, Christine realized that she could not say goodbye without telling him who she really was — and yet, how could she tell him? At the first break in the conversation she began desperately. There ' s something I must tell you. You ' ll hate me but I want you to know that I ' m — Not Margery, he ended. I ' ve known it all along. But how? Didn ' t it occur to you that I must have seen Margery Morton ' s picture? It didn ' t, but of course — but why — ? Chris hardly knew what to say. Why did I speak to you? Well, I really did recognize the necklace. You know why I spoke don ' t you? The winter passed quickly and all too soon commencement was at hand. And after commencement , what? queried Ted, as she and Chris were taking down their pictures and packing the many things that would ever bring back memories of by- gone college days. I ' m not going to do anything this sum- mer, but in September, who knows ? Doubt- . less I shall be the new English teacher in some High School, yet unknown to fame. You were always fine at making up stories Chris, but the oue you ' ve just told is the best yet. Well anyway, they always come out right in the end. And your own is no exception. But Christine, smiling happily, did not reply. WHICH IS WHICH? I tell you, fellows, its awful not to know your girl when you see her, groaned Alan Burton as he flung his long, good looking self on a couch. You ' re darn right, sympathetically agreed his chum and roommate Philip Grant. Are you fellows crazy? inquired one of the group. What ' s the matter with your beans that you don ' t know your own girls? Got so many you ' ve forgotten what they look like? sarcastically asked another. They ' re twins! was the enlightening- retort. Oh! said the fellows. Can ' t you tell them apart at all? some one inquired after a short silence. Not unless they wear marks of identifi- cation, responded Phil. Well then, why don ' t they? They are mad, dejectedly replied Al. This conversation took place in a college frat house. The boys had just returned from a week-end visit to their home town. It seems that just before Christmas a new family by the name of Thornhill had moved to their town. During the holidays the boys had met the young daughters of the family THE CRIMSON AND GRAY and immediately — so the boys said — fell in love with them. The sad part of it was that the girls— Ruth and Nan — were twins. The boys couldn ' t tell them apart, so Ruth agreed with Al to wear (always) her wrist watch on a black band, and Nan with Phil to wear hers on a blue band. The boys had a won- derful time that vacation and the end came all too soon. But they promised to come home the first week-end they got a chance. And come home they did. Somehow — at a dance — the boys got an idea that the girls weren ' t as interested in them as they might be. So they decided to awaken a little interest by telling the girls about a couple of Dames they took around up at college. Which they did! And the girls — well you know how girls are — got mad. The next day when the boys came to say goodbye both girls had their wrist watches on gold brace- lets. Hence the black and gloomy cloud of despair which hung over the boys on their return to their Alma Mater. That night the boys attempted to study, but their minds kept turning to the all-im- portant question, Which is which? What the deuce are we going to do? growled Al. We ' ve got them slated for that dance the 13th of February and we don ' t know which is which! What ' s more, they won ' t tell us. It ' ll be Friday the 13th all right for us ! declared Phil. And 13 always was my lucky number. Maybe it will turn out to be this time, was Al ' s hopeful comment. Oh well something may happen before then. And something did ! Alan received a letter from Ruth which visibly cheered him. It read like this : I think I have punished you sufficiently! I will wear a black beauty patch on my right shoulder the 13th. Don ' t tell Phil. So also did Phil receive a letter from Nan with the very same identical words, only it closed with, Don ' t tell Al. Naturally neither fellow told, so neither knew the girls were still fooling them. And the big night came! How it ever happened that the boys didn ' t notice for a long time that both girls had beauty patches on is a mystery. But Alan happened to be first at the house and so he took the first twin that was ready! At the dance Al and Phil stood watching the girls who were plainly the belles of the ball when Al suddenly exclaimed, Why they both have beauty patches ! Whereat the boys discovered that they had been fooled. They retreated to a dark corner to think it over. Al was about to s thing when two girls stopped nearby to talk. I wonder where Al and Phil have gone? said one. Probably they are sulking in some corner because Ruth and Nan fooled them tonight. How? Oh! Ruth told Al she would wear a beauty patch on her right shoulder, and Nan told Phil the same thing. And the boys can ' t tell which is which? Well they could if they were observant enough ! How? Ruth always wears three - cornered patches and Nan crescent ones. Oh ! Armed with this information the boys found which was which. Didn ' t I tell you 13 was my lucky num- ber? grined Al. The next day Ruth had her watch on a black ribbon, and Nan had hers on a blue one. Eleanor Edwards, ' 20. THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A COMMERCIAL Work ! Work ! Work all day ! Loud rings that cry in Room 10 far away With effort untiring a Commercial ' s day In study, not play, passes swiftly away For we work until late, without even a gaze At the folk below stairs, who give us no praise. Lo ! Faintly the patter of dainty feet, We sit erect, each one in her seat. Then into the room comes Miss O ' Keefe With a smile for all, not one apiece Alas ! More work ! There ' s no relief. The next thing we hear is the calling of And the words of Miss de Sloovere, Be sure and take pains. Hark! Whence comes that moaning, those groans, and loud sighs? Only Miss Mack giving us zeroes before our eyes. Why? Just ' cause we didn ' t prepare trade history. But, she doesn ' t see why: to her that ' s a mystery. In law Mr. Goodreau talks of nothing but checks. We are crammed full of knowledge up to our necks. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY Miss Smith, in English, explains sit and set And we glance at the clock, How we wish we could get ! Mr. Forbes in his kindness sends up forty- two stencils So that our Industrial Boys need not wear out their pencils But with all the work me Commercials get, We finish each little bit — you just bet. Then down in Miss O ' Keefe ' s room we sit. She vows we talk more than we ' ll admit. But of course what she says cannot be true Because we always have work to do. Don ' t think we ' re down-trodden : don ' t think we ' re abused Don ' t think we mind being blamed or accused. For when there ' s anything Special to be done Right up the stairs to the Commercials it U ' ui in ii n ti teh, ' 20. THE COUNTERFEITER Notice — There are practically fifty coun- terfeiters in this state. Therefore, test all money before accepting it. Twenty-five dol- lars reward for definite information leading to the arrest of one counterfeiter. The sign, in all its black-and-whiteness, was conspicuously placed in the village store. It had been thus conspicuously placed, al- most four months before. At first, it had created some comment, but now people seemed to look at it almost without seeing it. No counterfeiter or his money had been seen, consequently, neither had the reward. But for sheer laziness on the part of Mr. Jenkins, the storekeeper, the sign would have been taken down before; but it had required some exertion to place that sign in its present position, and Mr. Jenkins had no desire to exert himself unnecessarily. So the sign remained. Mr. Jenkins, let it be said in passing, was, as well as storekeeper, postmaster, deputy sheriff, town clerk, and overseer of the poor. Even with all these duties, Mr. Jenkins ordi- narily had a great amount of spare time. But in the vacation months, when the little vil- lage was filled with summer people, business became so brisk that Mr. Jenkins always hired an assistant. This summer the clerk was a young wellow who had become tired of doing nothing, so while the other members of the Reynolds family enjoyed themselves at their cottage on the lake, Jack enjoyed himself equally well working at the store in the village nearby. One particular warm morning, Mr. Jen- kins stood behind the counter grumbling to himself. Darn him, he said, why isn ' t Jack here? Too hot, I suppose. Well, it will be hot for him when he does come, believe me! He continued to grumble, but the arrival of a customer startled him. Not that the arrival of an ordinary customer would have excited him in the least, but this one was unknown to him! Mr. Jenkins prided himself on knowing everyone who entered his store, and if he didn ' t know a customer when he entered, he always did by the time the customer left. This customer was young, pretty, and of the opposite sex. But to Mr. Jenkins ' sorrow, she was non-communicative. She didn ' t even tell him her name ! Finally he said, What ' s your name? I ' ll look for your mail. And she answered, Oh, I ' m not expecting any mail, thank you. She bought some ink, and handed him a fifty-cent piece. As he started to make the change, he noticed that the coin which she had handed him felt very smooth and almost slippery. And while he was thinking this, his eye fell on the Notice and he thought to himself. She ' s one o ' them counter- feiters! That ' s why she didn ' t tell me her name. And I need that twenty-five dollars reward, too. Aloud he said grandly, As deputy sheriff of this town, I arrest you on the charge of trying to pass counterfeit money. Helen Field gasped, Why how utterly ridiculous! she said. That money is as good as yours! Where did you get it? asked Mr. Jen- kins. From my father, this very morning said Helen. Well, where did he get it? I don ' t know, but — she hesitated as she wondered if someone might have succeeded in passing it to her father. Mr. Jenkins, waiting for her to continue, cleared his throat, Ah — hum, Guess you ' ll have to come with me to the court at Sher- bourne ! Come on ! He motioned toward his Ford outside. I won ' t, said Helen. Well, you will ! I won ' t! I won ' t! I won ' t ! stormed Helen — and she started to run from the store, but her flight was hindered by a colli- sion with Jack, who was just entering. 16 THE CRIMSON AND GRAY Sony to be late, Mr. Jenkins, but I went for a long swim — what ' s this? ' as lie was nearly knocked over by Helen. He says, I ' m a counterfeiter, and I ' m not, am I? I won ' t go to court, either. Wait a minute, said Jack. Better be certain before you take any definite action, Mr. Jenkins. How do you know the young- lady is a counterfeiter? How do I know ? sputtered Mr. Jenkins. How do I know? Didn ' t she pass me coun- terfeiter money? Here it is. What other proof do you need? He handed the coin to Jack, who turned to the girl. Can ' t you explain? No, I can ' t. I ' m Helen Field, and we ' ve just come to the lake. My father gave me that money this morning. Jack was silent for a minute. Then as he felt of the coin, he asked, In what did you carry your money? Helen began to laugh. The she said, I couldn ' t find my bag so I carried it in this. She handed him a small silver receptacle which she had been carrying. Jack opened it and he too began to laugh. Then he turned to Mr. Jenkins. Well, you are crazy, he said, don ' t you know what made that money to smooth? Mr. Jenkins shook his head. Face powder, said Jack. Come on, Miss Field. I ' m going to the lake, too, and they left the store together, while Mr. Jenkins stared at them in amazement. Several months later, Mr. Jenkins saw an announcement of the marriage of Helen Field to John Reynolds, and he glanced at the Notice which hung in the same con- spicuous place. Well, he said philosophically, that was a false alarm. Luck wasn ' t with me that time. It was with Jack, all right, though. If it weren ' t so much work to take down that Notice I ' d send it to them for a wedding- present. Isabel Corey. ! ! ! SAFETY FIRST ! ! ! In case of fire keep cool, calm and col- lected. Ascertain whether it is the fire of flaming youthful enthusiasts, or whether it is an honest to goodness fire. If the former, call Miss Crocker; she knows just what to do:. the latter requires more practical and immediate attention. First of all ring the fire alarm. If you cannot find the bell, rush up to Miss Peabody ' s labratory, grab a towel and wring that. After giving the above effective alarm, rush to Kooin 4 and rescue your Latin Grammar. It is so dry that it will furnish good food for fire. Chuck it out the window. Chuck it so far that Mr. Clement won ' t be able to find it. Then rush to Room 5. Carefully lock William Shake- speare in the book case, so that he will be safe in case the fire gets very warm. Next rescue the pictures and reading reports from the bulletin board, and then find the RFC. BOOK. (If you find it fix the records ac- cording to your ideas of justice before passing it to Miss O ' Keefe.) Then calmly hurry to the commercial department. With unruffled calm ask if you may have a record of the rescues, and ask Miss de Sloovere for three carbon copies. While she is busy, find her music attendance book. Then, hushed will be our voices forever. Now carefully holding the door open for the teacher to pass out first (for always a Senior is polite) with stately mein carefully pursue your un- hurried way from the burning building. If these directions are dilligently followed, we do solemnly assure you that your dignity and stateliness will escape uninjured. In case any other injury should be sustained seek immediate aid from one of the local doctors. A Member of the Board of Public Safety and Prevention of Cruelty to School Children. THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE Now, if r-o-u-g-h is pronounced ruff And if t-o-u-g-h is pronounced tuff Why shouldn ' t c-o-u-g-h be pronounced cuff And b-o-u-g-h be called buff? If the plural of ox is always oxen Why shouldn ' t the plural of box be boxen? If the plural of mouse is always mice And the plural of louse is always lice Why shouldn ' t the plural of house be hice? And if the plural of goose is geese Why isn ' t the plural of moose always meese? If the plural of cow is cattle or kine Why isn ' t that of row, either rattle or rine? The parts of drink are dring, drank, and drunk, And those of shrink, are shrink, shrank, and shrunk. But, now right here, I ' ll bet you one plunk That you won ' t get away with think, thank, thuuk. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY The feminine gender of prince is princess Now if quince had a feminine, would it be quincess? If the adjective formed from flax is flaxen Would one formed from ax always be axeu. Now, on reading this, I ' m sure you ' ll agree That we have the strangest language you ever did see. James R. Nolan, 21. ANNE ' S VISIT TO HAITI Fourth day out. Dearest Polly: — No one need ever tell me again about sea- sickness, for now I know only too well every species of that dreaded illness. But as this is rather a touchy subject, we ' ll talk of the weather for a change. That is always a safe topic anyway! But before I tell you about the weather, I ' ll explain how I happen to be here aboard the Orange of Nassau, when I can imagine that you thing of me as being in Southbridge. Well, Polly, it ' s a very short story. My uncle invited me to spend the win- ter Avith him in Haiti. You can imagine how glad I was to accept his invitation, so here I am on my way. Now let ' s go back to the weather. When we left New York Harbor the ship was covered with ice and snow. For two days the sea was fairly calm, but on the third day we ran into a storm. Polly, the only word that will describe it is awful. It came upon us very suddenly, and we were thoroughly frightened. The boat rocked and pitched violently. We were ordered below to our staterooms, and were not allowed to go on deck, although we were permitted to use the salons. I do assure you we were a funny crowd. Evidently the captain thought we needed something to buoy us up, for beef tea was served. Some of us had not as yet acquired a vouchalant way of eating at sea, and we made frantic endeavors to get the beef tea to our mouths. But it eluded us and slipped over, uninvited, not into our neigh- bor ' s mouth, but into his lap or over his new coat. When dinner time came the dining hall was suspiciously vacant. Of course none of the folks were seasick. Oh ! No ! For were they not all experienced voyagers ! It is true th at some of them were suddenly afflicted with a slight headache, or were suffering from extreme fatigue, but never, no never, were they seasick ! But the storm passed, and now we are all cheerful and happy again. The snow is melting from the ship, and we are beginning to think of summer clothes. I ' ve made quite a few friends on board, first of all comes the captain, for I sit at his left at the long table. I know you would be amused by him, Polly. He is a jolly fat Dutchman, with absolutely no hair on his head. The other night as he sat playing bridge in the salon, he became excited and looked so funny that I could not help but draw a picture of him. Alas! he found it. But he liked it, and now we are good pals. I have been up on the bridge with him and have found out all sorts of exciting things about the trip. Imagine it! I know the menu of the whole voyage. On the captain ' s right at table sits one of his own country- men. Next comes a little Spanish woman, and then a Frenchman, who is always bob- bing around. Of course, there are many others but these people sit near me, and I marvel to hear the captain talk with them first in one language and then in another. Yesterday we passed a whaler and altho ' its captain and crew, were busy boiling whale oil, I looked in vain for a whale, for I had always wanted to see one. The captain has been telling me what we have for a cargo, and guess what! Among other things we have three flivvers stored away in one of the holes. The American government supplies each of its officers with one of these marvelous cars, so there must be three of said officers without a car. There is a great deal of other machinery on board. Most of it is for the new sugar plant that is being built in Haiti. Then we are carrying many supplies for the Marines, American luxuries, such as chocolates, books and a million and one little things that the Hai- tians are not clever enough to make, things which the Americans consider most essential to happiness. When we come back the cap- tain says we will bring sugar, coffee, goat hides, dye-wood, lignum-vitae, mahogany, and so many other things, I couldn ' t begin to enumerate them. Today we passed the island where Col- umbus landed, of course, I was properly thrilled, but I ' m eagerly looking forward to a glimpse of Haiti. The captain has tried his best to tell me about it, and he has surely wakened our interest. I ' m not going to tell you what he has said, but I will tell you just how everything impresses me. Lovingly, ANNE. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY Port au Prince, Haiti. January 26, 19— Dearest Polly: — Well here we are at last ! And such a won- derful time as I ' m having ! As we approached, all I could think of was many little white houses at the foot of mountains, but as we came nearer we realized that we were ap- proaching a very large city, and the buildings weren ' t all small by any means! My Aunt aud Uncle met us at the dock in their Gov- ernment Flivver. The Custom House is out on the end of a very long concrete dock and the water is so deep there that the ships are able to come right up. I can tell you that we held our breath while riding along that nar- row little dock. After we had landed safely, my uncle calmly told us that the day before a Ford had gone over the side. Pleasant news ! We had quite a long ride up to my uncle ' s house and it was the most interesting one I have ever had. We passed through the public market place, and there, squatted on the ground with their neat little piles around them, were crowds of women. Little black pickannies were running around everywhere, and their mothers sat watching them as calmly as a mill pond. This market covers many square feet and it is alive with natives selling their goods. Besides this open market there are two new covered ones. The natives have their little farms outside of the city and every morning they walk miles from the country into the city just to sell the vegetables they have raised. And they do not get much for them either ! I can tell you the prices of some things that will open your eyes. One can buy a string of oranges for 25 centimes. That is five cents American, and here ' s the good part. There are 15 oranges on the string. This is only an example of the price of Haitian products. Now, it is different when it comes to the sup- plies imported from the United States. Then one has to pay the same as in America. The natives bring their goods into the city, packed in panniers which are strapped to the back of a meek little donkey. Sometimes a donkey is so loaded that very little can be seen of him and one gets the impression of a pile of almost anything advancing towards one. Then if the native is not rich enough to own a donkey she carries her wares on her head, and she walks along at a brisk pace, never putting her hand to steady her load. By the way, perhaps you haven ' t noticed it before but I ' ve been talking of she all the time not he . As far as I can see the women do all the work. I should like to transplant one of the Haitian homes occupied by Americans, to the U. S. What a sensation there would be, for these homes are very large, and are gen- erally built upon tiers of terraces, so that they make a very impressive scene. The rooms are large, high studded, and very open. And, Polly, the Haitians have the queerest windows, or rather they have very few windows and many doors. They do not have glass in the window, or the doors as I call them. A light, open shutter takes the place of the pane and outside of that is a heavy solid wood shutter. The Americans al- ways keep their windows and doors open, but ' the Haitian seem to be afraid of fresh air, and at night they sleep in a tightly closed room. The houses of any size have their own small swimming pool. My aunt ' s is really quite sizable, and for the first few days that ' s where we spent most of our time. Now, how- ever, we are more used to this hot, hot weather. Usually each house has it ' s avenue of palm leading up to the first terrace. On either side of this avenue there are beautiful gardens. The roses are wonderful, great long- stemmed beauties. Then there are numerous trees, alligator-pears, bread-fruit, quavers, mangoes, oranges, and bananas. Over in back of our house are the stables, nestled among the trees. You see, automobiles are very rare here, so one sees scores of horses. The natives have become reconciled to the Government Flivvers now, but at first they were fright- ened, and ran whenever they saw one coming for they did not know what made them go. Now, this does not describe every house for some are very small, but it does describe the one in which I live now. Don ' t you envy me? Still, I presume that home will look very good to me when we come back. Lovingly, ANNE. Polly :- Port au Prince, Haiti. February 17, 19 — Did you know that there are 2,500,000 people in Haiti, 240 to each square mile? This is said to be a population seven times as compact as that of the United States. Also did you know that before Uncle Sam began to make over Haiti, no white man ' s life was safe here? These are some of the startling fact that have been told to me. As recent as 1912, the Haitians fought over who THE CRIMSON AND GRAY should be president. Their winning man be- came president, but he had to be guarded every minute of his life, and he wasn ' t even safe when asleep. Now the Americans have elected a president, Philippe Sudre Bar- tiguenave, by name and he ' s going to remain president until 1924. And the Haitians are satisfied too. Really everything is as calm as a mill pond, and its all due to the Americans. The Haitian people are not savages by any means. The wealthier Haitians have been to France, and were educated there. Now, they are useful citizens in Port au Prince and the other cities. The other day we went to Saint Marc. The train was the slowest little old thing you ever heard of ! It took us about five hours to travel fifty miles. But the scenery was inter- esting. There were little thatched roofed huts everywhere , between groves of bananas. But at last we arrived at Saint Marc, and we had a very interesting time. There were piles of dye-wood stacked in every possible place, Saint Marc exports great quantities of this wood. There are many Haitian soldiers, gen- darmes, trained by the American officers in Haiti. All the commands are given in Eng- lish though there are few who can speak English. The uniforms of the gendarmes is very similar to the U. S. Marine corps ' uniform. The Haitian men are all fine soldiers and they make good policemen, so that now it is safe to go anywhere in the Republic. I have learned quite a bit of French now, so yesterday, I decided I would try to ex- plain snow and ice to a Haitian with whom I was talking. Well ! you should have heard me! That poor Haitian just stood, staring at me with huge eyes, ami Avide-open mouth. Nothing I could say or do could get a con- ception of snow through a Haitian ' s head I do believe. The next time I come I think I shall just fill the ship ' s hole with snow and ice, and then I ' ll show ' em ! Muck love, ANNE. March 2, 19— Dearest Polly: — We start for the good old U. S. A. tomor- row. We are going to come via Cuba. I shall certainly have many things to tell you. We go to Guantananeo first on the U. S. S. Eagle, which is the smallest ship in the Navy. I can just imagine how we will be tossed about in the Windward Passage ! Then our next stop is at Santiago, next Camaquev. In Camaquev we are going to stay in a hotel that was once a prison. It is like a huge square building, open in the center with beautiful gardens. Our next and last stop will be in Havana. I ' m very anxious to go all through Morro Castle, and several of the old churches. We will spend a great deal of our time sight-seeing. I believe it will only be a short voyage to Key West, Florida, then the rest of our journey will be by land. I have heard much about the tropical waters and the beautiful fish near the Keys, so you may be sure I ' ll keep my eyes open so I can tell you all about it. Until then goodbye. Love. ANNE. Mary L. Cheney, ' 22. WAR TIME EXPERIENCES By PMUp H. LaRochelle, Former Sergeant, Base Hospital 106 (Continued from December issue) After hiking through the country roads of New Jersey for seven hours, we went along the steep banks of the Hudson, to what is called Alpine Landing. Here we rested while we waited for the ferry to take us over to Hoboken. Before we went on board, all men were checked, to make sure that no one had been lost, or had changed his mind on the way. After the checking process was over, we were loaded ou the ferry like a drove of cattle. It took about au hour to sail down the Hudson to Hoboken. There was a beau- tiful view along the river, and we saw many of the allied warships camouflaged with war paint, lying at anchor. We arrived at Hoboken, Pier No. 4, about 12 P. M. From the ferry, our officers led us to a pier shed where all out-going troops had to stop before boarding a ship. At the pier shed the Red Cross workers were agin on hand. They welcomed us with coffee and doughnuts, and gave us post cards to send home, to tell our folks of our safe arrival. These cards were kept until the government received news of our landing in a foreign port. Then they were mailed to our relatives. We wondered on what transport we were to sail, but safety first, we didn ' t find out until we were on board. About two o ' clock the next afternoon, we marched clown the gangplank of the biggest ship afloat, the Leviathan, formerly the German liner Vater- land. The ship was surely colossal. Espe- cially did we realize its huge size, when from 20 THE CRIMSON AND GRAY its top deck we later gazed down on the smaller transports. As each soldier stepped on the gangplank, his name was called, and he was given a ticket showing on what deck, and in what section his compartment could be found. It took a long time for our detachment to get on board, for there were thousand men to be cared for. I was assigned to F deck, amid- ship — a good target for a torpedo. After locating our bunks, with the aid of the gobs, we relieved ourselves once more of our pack. Then we made haste to find our mess kits, for chow was waiting for us. And we didn ' t keep it waiting long, for our last meal had been sixteen hours before. In fact, all we could hear in the hurry of the moment was, When do we eat? We filed to the mess hall in line. I can say that credit should be given to the ones responsible for feeding 11,000 men in practically an hour, but the speed was the only good thing about the performance. There were two stairways leading down to the mess hall. In lines, we were rushed down the stairs, and as we reached the foot, we were met by two guides, tra ffic officers, I should say, as they directed us either to the right or left, wherever there was one being served. We passed down the line, our mess kit in one hand and a cup in the other, to the serving table. We were greeted with a ladle full of whatever grub they had. Then we juggled our mess kit and cup until we reached a table. If a fellow was unfortunate enough to drop his kit, or his coffee on the fellow in front of him, back he had to go to the end of the line to wait for seconds. We didn ' t find any chairs in the mess hall ; standing room was about all that could be found. I myself, at times believed that it was an advantage to eat standing up, because of some of the food that was served. What annoyed most of the boys was the in- cessant hurry of the meal hour. When they had barely reached a table, a gentle voice through a megaphone reminded them. Keep moving, keep moving. Where do you think you are — at home? A soldier could take only a few bites in one spot, for someone was continually pushing him along. The eating part of our crossing were some of our happy moments. By the time we reached a foreign port we were just getting used to the idea. We only ate twice a day, for the officers figured that two substantial meals were suf- ficient. And so they were for some of the fellows, who found the distance between the mess hall and their bunks, only too long on occasions, but that idea originated through no fault of theirs, but from the rough seas. After meals we would return to our com- partments, and make our bunks as comfort- able as possible. Sometimes we used our sock for a pillow, or perhaps a helmet or a pair of hobnails, rolled in a blanket. The use of hobnails was not very much favored, for should they slip out of the bunk the fel- low below was not generally in humour to return them. We spent our first night on the boat in port. In the evening a concert was given on B deck for the boys. Before we went to our bunks, each man had his temperature taken, and twice a day, morning and night; there- after we went through the same performance, in order that any flu suspects might be found. The next day we spent in port. Most of the time passed in inspections, and in abandon ship drill. At the sound of the bugle, we would hitch on our life preservers, and canteen full of water, then double time up the stairs in pairs, one man clinging to the rail, till we reached the deck. This drill was repeated daily at one P. M., so that in case a torpedo should strike the ship, we would have a better chance of escape, for as a result of practice, it took but nine minutes for all the men to reach decks. Again a second night we remained in port. The next morning, Sunday, October 27, led by small tugs we sailed from New York har- bor. As we were leaving, all the men on the boat were lined up on the decks, to have one more chance of seeing, perhaps for the last time, the Statue of Liberty, with all that it represented. As we sailed along, the boys sang, Goodbye Broadway, Hello France. It was somewhat sad to see the expressions on the faces of the men. Some were won- dering if they would ever see the good old states again; others seemed oblivious of the fact, that they were leaving for a land of perils ; that some of them must be the victims of war. After leaving the harbor, we were escorted by three destroyers, for twenty-four hours. Then they left us alone at sea, trusting the great transport to its speedy engines and staunch gunners. It was said that the best gunners of the navy, had been secured for the Leviathan, for the Germans had offered a big prize for the submarine that could sink her. The first three days out, we had very warm weather. In fact it was so hot in our com- partments that we could hardly sleep, but we cooled off by taking salt water baths. At six o ' clock in the morning, we used to rise, have breakfast, and spend the rest of our time on deck. There we could enjoy a smoke THE CRIMSON AND GRAY for it was forbidden in our compartments. After two or three hours spent in diversion of one kind or another, we returned to our compartments to get ready for the abandon ship drill. One of the inconveniences of the trip was that we had to wear a life preserver at all times. Anyone caught not wearing one was deprived of deck liberty. In the afternoon we were allowed only two hours on deck, for at four o ' clock, all decks had to be cleared and all the lights were put out, that is, no light could be seen from the outside. This rule was very rigid, as no soldier was allowed to have matches in his possession. At six P. M. all the lights on the ship were dimmed so as the enemy would not be able to recognie the ship, and at nine o ' clock we had to be in our bunks for all the lights were out. The first two days of our trip was very calm. Then rough weather showed up and the fun started as we watched those boys getting seasick. Every night we had moving pictures in the mess hall, the hall was filled to its cap- acity every evening, because it was the only place on the ship that smoking was allowed, when it was impossible to go on the decks. On the boat there was a library and plenty of reading matter was available. The boys made very good use of the opportunity, when there was no other excitement they read. I was fortunate in being in the Medical Corps for the Base 10G, was one of the medical out- fits to look after the sick boys and care for the welfare of the men, on the ship. All the medical men wore a Bed Cross brassart on their left arm. This brassart was a passwo rd all over the ship. We had the privilege of roaming on every deck without being ques- tioned. I know of an instance when I had to report to a first aid station at an hour, dur- ing the chow call. I had ' nt had my dinner and a line of several hundreds was waiting to be served. I went ahead of that line and heard but one remark, as the boys in line understood our special duty, the remark came from a sergeant of another outfit. He said, There is seven hundred in this line now, just go back and be number seven hun- dred and one. I showed him the Bed Cross brassart, and I was immediately given right of way. Bough weather did not cause the gigantic liner to slacken speed. For miles behind, we could trace her zigzag course. On Thursday, we entei ' ed the war zone, and then began a keen look out for submarines. In the crows ' nest the sailors were on the alert with strong binoculars, watching for any suspicious sign, while the gunners with a telephone apparatus at their ears walked back and forth behind their guns. Friday was a day of real excitement. At three-thirty in the afternoon the sailor on watch, noticed a suspicious object several miles distant. The gunners on the starboard side were quickly notified to aim, and the pilot changed his bigzag course to the direc- tion of the object. The observers made out what the object was. The periscope of a sub- marine. Immediately four shots were fired. It seemed as though the gunners had hit their objective, for no more was seen of the suspicious craft. From then on we proceeded in a frightfully rough sea. Finally we were met by five destroyers, which escorted us to the Irish Sea. Early, Sunday morning the boys were up, for a glimpse of land. Going through St. George ' s Channel, we could easily see on our left the coast of Ireland and on our right Wales. We made port at Liverpool at eleven o ' clock Sunday morning, but we did not get off the boat until four in the afternoon, for we were stuck in the mud a few yards from the pier, and had to be pulled out by tugs. A few hours before landing we were told to roll our packs, and wait for orders. When the new orders came, I heard my name called to be assigned to a detail of ten men to look after the baggage of Base Hospital 10G. At first I thought that the new duties meant just to watch the baggage. No such luck. We had to carry the trunks and boxes from the hold of the ship to the pier, then load the baggag e on the train, and do any other transfers, that were connected with the job. This detail lasted till we reached Harve, France. The rest of the troops were transferred from the Leviathan to ferry boats that took them up the Mersey Biver to some station where they boarded a troop train enroute to Winchester, but I remained on the boat with the rest of the baggage detail. Meanwhile the sailors were anxiously trying to get the soldiers to clean up the mess hall before leaving. Those gobs just despised scrubbing the floors of the hall, and as inducement to the soldiers to work for them, they promised a good feed, when the work was over. This idea struck the hungry soldiers. At one A. M. when all the work was completed to the satisfaction of the sailors, we enjoyed our last American feed, for from then on we were entering an era of feeds, k la British, composed of bully beef, stews, hard tack, and 22 THE CRIMSON AND GRAY the famous tea. At 4 A. M. after all the bag- gage had been loaded on the train, each soldier was given a letter of welcome from the king. WINDSOR CASTLE Z L jUcfiU. o (L. Jt suJ C J u, ovUc CUn-jcL. -£ -« L n asnsy. a3Cvl ' ? - $Vto 3 We left Liverpool enroute to Southhamp- ton. With eight men carrying full equipment in those English coaches, conditions were very uncomfortable, and we were tired when we got on the train. It did not take long to go to sleep. About six in the morning when daylight started to come in we awoke and watched the scenery of the country as we passed through. Our first stop was at Leicester. We were met by Red Cross workers with doughnuts and coffee. Alter looking on a short while we left to make another stop at Birmingham. We reached Southampton at 3.00 in the afternoon. The baggage had to be unloaded and then taken to the pier sheds. We remained with the baggage till 7.00 at night, then we marched to a British Best Camp two or three miles away. It was a rainy night, windy, and a terrible storm was raging as we hiked to the camp. All streets had been darkened for fear of air raids. We arrived at the Rest Camp about 9.30. The roads were muddy and hard to find. We had to guide ourselves by the lights reflect- ing from the officers ' barracks. As we got to the camp headquarters, our officers in charge went in to get information as to where we were to put up for the night. There we stood in that cutting rain storm, mud to our knees, waiting for encouraging news. One of those British officers came out and said, There ' re some blown tents down, yonder; put ' em up and stay there for the night. In pitch dark we started to find the tents and struggled in a very strong wind and pouring rain to put them up. No sooner we had them up the wind would tear them down. We finally decided to steal boards in the neighborhood and stack them up against the tent. This protected us against the rain, but the wind was blowing harder and harder, and was weakening our place of refuge. We did not mind the weakening part, as all around us we heard the noise of tents being blown to the ground and the boys cussing trying to put them up again. About two in the morning, after a little fitful sleep, the wind raged more and more furiously. To us it seemed to be blowing at about a hundred miles an hour. It surely must have been so, or bang! the two iron poles, tent and all came down flat over us. I did not mind very much but the fellow next to me got the pole on his head, missing me by a few inches. I surely heard the vibrations when it came down. We were too tired to put the tent up again, so we decided to sleep the rest of the night as we were, but to find ourselves the next morning with our feet sticking out from the sides of the tent, in bloomin ' mud was not the most encouraging point of view for new comers in a strange land. (Continued in next issue) The following have received certificates in penmanship: Certificate No. 2— Francis Gillespie Charles Spielman Kenneth Small Osborne Tabor William Whalen Certificate No. 3— Norbert Benoit Lilliam Proulx Gertrude Proulx Mabel Cutting Certificate No. 4 — Doloris Adams Lilliam Proulx Tola Shead Marion Walsh PICK UP5 Edited by Theckla Fitzgerald Laugh, and the world laughs with you, Weep, and you weep alone For this sad old earth has to borrow its mirth But has troubles enough of its own. The author of Bubbles has already re- ceived sixty thousand dollars as royalty on this song. Publishers predict that the five- million dollar mark will be reached. Fifty years ago today Louisa M. Alcott ' s Little Women was one of the best sellers of the day. The best laid schemes o ' mice and men Gand aft a-gley An ' lea ' e us nought but grief an ' pain For promis ' d joy. Burns. Baseball originated with the Knicker- bocker Club, organized in New York City in 1845. The first person to prepare a diagram of the playing diamond was Abner Double- day of Coopertown, New York in 1839.   General John J. Pershing has given to the Agora Society of Wellesley, his campaign helmet and his staff flag as mementos of his wife, Frances Warren Pershing, ' 02. A flag has been proposed for the League of Nations consisting of three vertical stripes and one horizontal stripe on a white ground. A fiancier estimates that the aggregate annual income from the moving picture in- dustry is a billion dollars. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY Important platinum beds have been dis- covered in the Serranda de Konda region, Spain. They extend over eight hundred seventy -five square miles and are said to yield about three and three-quarter grains (troy weight) per square yard. This means that Spain has the biggest platinum mines yet found. The only other large mine known is that of the Ural region in Russia which covers thirty-two square miles and yields one grain per square yard. War tax on the World Series (eight games) was estimated at $73,239. It ' s not wealth, not power, not state. But git up and git that makes man great. Laugh, for the time is brief, a thread the length of a span, Laugh, and be proud to belong to the old, proud pageant, of man. Mansfield. The Japanese government is preparing to appropriate the equivalent of $125,000,000 for the development of aviation, the amount to be expanded over four or five years. In- terest in aviation has been stimulated here by the special French aviation corps which is teaching the Japanese army. Japan is seriously backward in aviation. The Romans were the first to use short- hand. They used it throughout the first century B. C, continuing its practise for at least four centuries. The pioneer of short- hand was Marcus Twlius Tirs, secretary for Cicero. The shortest people in the world are the Laplanders ; the tallest are the Patagonians. The Shah of Persia has perhaps the most valuable pipe in the world. It is encrusted with diamonds and rubies, being valued at five hundred thousand dollars. It is used only on state occasions as it is the Persian official pipe. A Chinese Proverb The legs of the duck are short. The legs of the crane are long. You cannot make the legs of the duck, loug Nor the legs of a crane, short. Why worry? Honor Roll Second Quarter, February, 1920 All A ' s or B ' s Mid- Year Examination Excluded Seniors K. Bean R. Jordan E. Edwards D. Law I. Houde F. Nolan R. Jarrett L. Suprenant F. Troy Juniors A. Benoit M. Grimwade E. Bousquet M. McGilvrav D. Dartt B. Mair P. Desautels A. Maloney J. Wesson M. Ohara A. Wixted A. Walker Sophomores T. Fitzgerald R. McMaster C. Grant Freshmen F. Goodell E. Potter I. Shead B. Weatherhead Grade IX Doris Wheeler Income Tax Humor There need be but little trouble in figuring out one ' s income tax. Iu the first place it may be worked out by algebra, astronomy, trigonometry and syntax, and then your answer may be correct and it may not. If your income is $2400 a year, and you have a diamond ring, and an automobile, and are married to a brunette girl 20 years old, you take the amount of your income and add your personal property, subtract your street number, multiply by your wife ' s height and divide by your telephone number. If you have a child in the family, you subtract $200 from your income, add the amount of your personal property, multiply by your waist measure, subtract the size of your collar and your child ' s age, multiply by the amount you have given the church during the year, and divide by the number on your automobile license tag. If there is a second child deduct $400 from your income, add the weight and age of each child, divide by the date of your birth, multiply by the size of your hat, and subtract the weight of your mother-in-law. After you get it all figured out you won ' t have to pay any taxes of any name or nature, for they will have you in the booby hatch and strapped down. — Wall Street Journal. CLASS NOTES w. «- 1920 Jo R dan LaR O chelle M O rse LeM Mans F ield L O rd S U prenant She R man 1920 Characters Fleet of Foot Fat Lord Noisiest Sherman Slimmest I. Corey Most Punctual Bob Jordan Heart Breaker Lem Quietest Lib Morse Smallest Phi] LaRockelle Most Studious Tom Welch Gum Hater Frances Troy Teacher: You can ' t really make arjything walk can you? Bright Pupil: You can make a board walk, can ' t you? Lord (desperately) : Yon can lead a girl to a ball room, but you can ' t make her fox- trot. Summer curls Summer poses Summer girls Summer bleaches Summer ' s hot Summer peaches Summer not. Exchange. Was She a Commercial A high schood Senior entered a candy store and asked for a cake of chocolate. Af- ter she had received the candy, she put four pennies on the counter, and started out. The storekeeper called after her, ' You ' re a penny short. Oh, no, you ' re a penny short, she called hack as she disappeared. Miss O ' Keefe: Have you Lamb ' s Tales class? Bean : This is an English class, not a meat market. Safe Saivs Used hy Sane Seniors 1. Always generalize. 2. Look wise, rather than natural. 3. Ask questions! answer none. 4. Try to find out the teachers ' outside interests. 5. Never answer back. Mr. Clement : The year is rapidly approch- ing its finish. Delehanty (thinking of his mid-years) : So am I. Miss O ' Keefe: Lemmelin, did you study your lesson? Lem : I looked it over. Miss O ' Keefe: Did you look it over, or overlook it? THE CRIMSON AND GRAY Mathematics Is this a problem that I see before me, The unknown quantity beyond my grasp. I have it not, but neither have the rest Art thou not fatal math, sensible to Pleading and to tears, or art thou but A stumbling block, a snare, a delusion Proceeding from the faculty ' s heart I see thee yet, in truth as real As this gum which now I chew. Thou hauntest me, no matter where I ' m go- ing And such a torture to my brain, thou art. Mine eyes are made the fools o ' the other Or else worth all the rest; I see thee still. And on the page a dozen zeros sprouted Which was not so before. There ' s no such thing It is the welch rarebit which informs Thus to mine eyes. Now o ' er the half of me Pains are alive, and wicked words abuse My calm repose : No more I ' ll celebrate My classmates ' offerings but with disdain Aroused by this one night; with an answer book as my guide. With Targuin ' s ravishing stride, towards Room 2 I ' ll move like a shark. Miss Crocker : If I were you I ' d learn my ison. Lord : If you did you wouldn ' t be me. The Rape of the Lock — Isabel Corey. Where did you get those bangs? The Hungry Class Avis and Aline, the girls with auburn hair, Simply can ' t live without a peach or a pear. Our Rosalia and Marjorie, so prim and pre- cise, Live on baked apple, sugar, and everything nice. Lillian and Linnea, the girls with calm eyes, Eat, every morning, a whole batch of pies. Pearl and Agnes, whose tongues never cease, Rob the mouse trap, looking for cheese. Florence and Jessie, who to us seem so dumb, You ' ll find in the orchard seeking a plumb. Emma and Mary, with those rolling eyes, In lieu of all else, eat Diamond dyes. Elsie and Ruth, once engaged in a bout, Scrapping to see who would get that poor trout. And Barbara and Spencer, the flirts of this class, When they get to Congress no Conservation law will pass. Beck: I ain ' t goin ' have the bunch up to the house any more. Casey: What ' s the matter? Beck: Well, I ' ve missed a few things. I saw Giroux with a blue tie today. Casey: That ' s nothing, I ' ve one on. Beck: I missed two. Brackett explained a problem. Mr. Forbes: Understand that, Congdon? Congdon: No, Sir. Mr. Forbes: Make your explanation so clear that even a simpleton could under- stand it. May She or Can She? L. Cheney, (telling the story of Lorna Doone ) : John Redd said he would bring Miss Walsh (sweetly) : Miss Smith, can some eggs to Lorna, next time he came. I get into the lower drawer of your desk ? Miss Walker : Didn ' t the Doones keep Miss O ' Keefe: gender is class? Cheney : Neuter. Miss O ' Keefe: Why? Cheney: No life! 1921 The class is here. What Do you know — Why Miss Wesson loves a G. M. C. truck? What attraction Miss Foley finds at the Atlantic and Pacific? Why Miss Maloney loves a library Why the Juniors are called snobs ? Miss Smith: Miss Mair with ancestor in it. Miss Mair: I went to the dance with my From Mr. Goodreau ' s speech at the ban- give a sentence quet: It was really Lemmelin that started things. He came to school three or four days kicking the football team around. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY Miss O ' Keefe : Nolan, where is your poem? Nolan (handing her a piece of paper) : Here it is. Miss O ' Keefe (glancing at the empty sheet) : I don ' t see any poem. Nolan: Why surely not; that is blank verse. The Hungry Glass I know you will wonder why we all eat so much We cling to a precept not made by the Dutch But here is the reason : I ' ll tell you the truth We follow the example of Miss de Sloovere, forsooth ! For the tree of knowledge she says is her diet No wonder on the high cost of living she ' s quiet. 1922 Miss Connolly: Shakespeare received a very good education because his father had financial difficulties, and took him out of school. M. Cheeney: What nation has the most marriages ? Connie : Turkey ? Mary: Of course not. Fascination! Paul: Among his relatives he had the blind, the halt, and the maimed. Miss O ' Keefe: What does maimed mean? Paul: Flea-bitten. McKinstry : Gee, but it ' s cold today ! L. Curtis : Will be warm enough when the world comes to an end. M. Cheney: Why is a straw hat like blown kiss? Miss Durgin: I dunno. Why? M. Cheney : Because neither is felt. Miss Grant: (illustrating coherence). Basketball players are obliged to chew gum. Their mouths get dry running around. Does anybody know Miss Smith ' s one failing ? If not make out this following code. It is made up from the alphabet. 1-14 9- 18-9-19-8-13-1-14. Will somebody kindly tell us the meaning of this simple word? Orthocarboxybenzene- azodimethylandine. The Juniors are igno- rant where chemistry is concerned and they wish to be informed. Miss O ' Keefe: Curtis, are you chewing gum again? Curtis: Yes. Miss O ' Keefe : Well ! Put it in the basket. You should know better than to chew that oderiferous gum. Curtis : Aw, it isn ' t. It ' s Spearment. Teacher: (interrupting Miss Poeton as she is reading.) By the way, speak to me, before you leave the room. Evelyn: (continuing reading.) My courage weakens, and so I suspect does yours. Can you imagine — Irene Proulx without a giggle. Louis LePain without his car. Constance Grant being serious. Allard Paul without an excuse. Theckla Fitzgerald without a friend. Ernest Tetreault sober in English. Ruth McMaster not being a sport. Laurence Curtis on the Honor Roll. Margaret Connolly a teacher. Evelyn Poeton looking at a boy. Francis Morrin without his dimple. Dorothy Pratt a naughty girl. William Curtis his teacher ' s pet. Alice DuPaul joking. Rita Richards not liking Alice DuPaul. Florence Wixted not teasing. Ernest Allard minus a grin. Beatrice Suprenant with her hair up. John Casey cramming. Mary Cheney not studying. Alphonse Dugas a society butterfly. Louise Durgin growing tall. Beatrice Page a man-hater. Richard O ' Neil dignified. Pauline Currin without dignity. Olive Spooner hurrying. Ubal Lariviere half-back on next year ' s foot- ball team. Majory Curtis bowling below forty. Napoleon Nealer starting a riot. Mildred Apte dieting. John Day knowing his English. Dorothy Hall not dancing. Ernest Boucher over-studying. Miss O ' Keefe: Miss Grant, you must not eat in school. Miss Grant: (soothingly.) It will be gone in a minute. Miss Smith: Give reason for putting comma in this sentence: Come into the gar- den, Maud. Miss Mair: It is put there to keep Maud away from the garden. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY Miss Smith : From what country does our cottou come? A. Metras: Russia and — Lakzinskv: Don ' t rush ' er. Mr. Goodreau : In what three ways can a message be sent? Degrenier: Telegraph, telephone, tell-a- woman. Miss Smith: Mass Hughes, tell me for what the difference parts of a hog are used. Irene: (after telling of several parts.) — And the tongue is used for making corned beef. Miss Mack : McGilpin, what did you say? McGilpin : Nothing. Miss Mack : Don ' t say it again. Mabel Cuttin G Marjory Har R is Blanche Weatk E head Dorothy Whit E William Gree N L. Clemence: Did you hear about the hold- up in our backyard the other night? W. Smith: No. What happened? L. Clemence: The clothes pole held up the clothes line. Miss Smith: What is a peninsula? G. Proulx : A piece of land nearly drowned by water. Miss Crocker: Does anyone know any- thing about Bridges? Has he left school? Whalen : I don ' t know about school, but lie left tlie car this morning. Jliss Smith: What waters separate New Hampshire from Vermont? Irene Hughes: Lake Champlain. Miss Crocker: Correct the example, Goodell. Goodell: Well, I don ' t know what in the dickens is the matter with it, but it ' s wrong. Mr. Forbes to Cam Shaw : Come Shaw ! You ' ve been Rip Van Winkle long enough. ALUMNI NOTES James Delehanty, D. D. S. of the class of ' 16, has left town to take up his practice in Singapore. Before going there he plans to tour Japan and China. Francis Morse, ' IT, the first Southbridge boy to attend West Point, spent his Christ- mas vacation, the first in a year and a half, with his mother. Joseph Desrosiers, ' 17, left January 21, for Haiti, where he will join Ernest Coderre and Leo Genereux. We understand that the latest news from Haiti is that Leo Genereux is teaching the natives how to jazz. Marjorie Cormack, ' 19, has left the employ of the Western Union and is now an assis- tant school teacher at Mechanic Street. Arthur MjeCrea, ' 17, and his bride spent the Christmas holidays with his parents. Leo Trainor, ' 17, recently discharged from the Navy, is employed at the A. O. Co. A daughter was born January 21st to Mr. and Mrs. George Hartwell, Jr. She has been named Patricia Kirby Hartwell. We notice that Bertha Clemence of ' 06 is wearing a solitaire on her left hand. Mr. and Mrs. Olin Jackson both of ' 10, are receiving congratulations on the birth of a son. Eobert Clemence Jackson. Gertrude Claflin, ' 19, has left the employ of the Hamilton Woolen Co. and is now working for the Western Union. Elaine LeClaire, ' 18, has come back to school to take up a post graduate course. Joseph Blain, ' 05, has just returned from overseas on the liner Northern Pacific and expects to be discharged shortly. He has been across since August 1917. Charles I. Wood, ' 99, Assistant District Attorney of Sea Cliff, L. I., was honored by the lawyers of Nassau County, when they elected him president of the Bar Association. Mr. Wood has the reputation of being the most learned brief writer of the Second Judi- ciary District. Thursday, December 5th, the basketball team opened its season by a victory over Killingly High at Danielson, 12 to 11. At the start, Southbridge got the jump on their opponents, and the first half euded with the score 12 to 2 in their favor. The home team rushed ferociously into the? second chapter of the fray, and by hard play- ing almost evened up scores, each player cag- ing a basket before the final whistle blew, making the score 12 to 11. McKinstry led in baskets from the floor with three to his credit, with Duclos next with two. Much credit is due to Lemmelin and Lavallee, who put up a strong defensive game. ! , Southbridge High — 12 11 — Killingly High Duclos, l.f. r.g., Longo Ryan, Congdon, r.f. l.g., Banford, Back McKinstry, c. c, Morin Lemmelin, r.g. l.f., T. Reeves Lavalee, l.g. r.f., Bordeau, Keech Baskets from floor — McKinstry 3, Duclos 2, Bordeau, Keech, Reeves, Longo. Baskets on free tries — Morin 3, Duclos 1, Ryan 1. Referee — White. Time — 20 minute halves. Attendance — 300. December 13th, Commercial High defeated the Southbridge High basketball quintet in the Y. M. C. A. gym, 57 to 10 before a crowd of fully 500 enthusiastic fans, in a game char- acterized by fast, hard playing, which, at times, bordered on roughness, particularly on the part of Stone of the visitors. The Worcester boys were much the heavier and their superior weight proved a great as- set in their favor. Riopel, who caged ten baskets was the star of the contest. Worcester Commerce — 57 10 — M. E. W. H. S. Riopel, l.f. r.b., Monahan, Lemmelin Sullivan, r.f. l.b., Lavallee, Beck Stone, c. c, McKinstry Fosburg, Brazz, l.b. r.f., Ryan Ruane, Hill, r.b. l.f., Duclos Baskets from floor — Riopel 10, Stone 7, Hill 5, Sullivan 4, Ryan 1, Duclos 1, McKinstry 1. Baskets on free tries — Riopel 1, Ryan 2. Free tries missed — Riopel 3, Stone 3, Duclos 3. Ref- eree — McKinstry. Time — 20-minute halves. At- tendance 500. December 17th, the basketball team jour- neyed to Grosvenordale and were defeated, 47 to 14. Southbridge was greatly handi- capped by the slippery condition of the floor and the raw deal given them by the referee. For Southbridge, Ryan and Duclos caged two basket apiece, while McKinstry, Lemme- lin, Lavallee and Beck also played a plucky game. Southbridge High — 14 Duclos, l.f. Ryan, r.f. McKinstry, c. Lemmelin, Beck, r.g. Lavallee, l.g. 47 — Toutellote High r.g., Wood l.g., Gersler d., Cortes l.f., Tourtellote r.f., Bentley Baskets from floor — Tourtelotte 5, Cortes 5, Bentley 4, Wood 4, Gersler 2, Ryan 2, Duclos 2. Baskets on free tries — Tourtelotte 5, Gersler 2, Ryan 4. Referee — Wiley. Time — 20-minute Attendance — 15 . December 25th. More than 200 enthusiastic fans cheered themselves hoarse at a fast and hotly contested game in the Y. M. C. A. gym between Well ' s High School and Alumni which was won by the latter, 60 to 35. Sel- dom have the Alumni put a stronger aggre- gation of players on the floor in the annual Christmas night game than was seen then. Desrosiers and Trainor of the A. G. Co. team, Morse of West Point, McKinstry and Gav of the Y. M. C. A. The High School boys, although heavily outweighed, put up a stubborn fight and until the last quarter, the game was uncer- tain, but on the final period, superior strength began to tell and basket after bas- ket shot in quick succession by Desrosiers, F. McKinstry, and Trainor, made the contest a runaway. Desrosiers played a fine game for the winners, caging nine baskets from the floor, many of a sensational nature. He was closely followed by Trainor with 7, McKins- try 6, Morse with 5, and Gay 2. For High School, J. McKinstry starred, making some wonderful shots and caging seven baskets while Ryan and Duclos scored three baskets each. Although several fouls were called, none were of a glaring nature, all being due to fast, hard playing, rather than to roughness. Mention should be made of the excellent playing of Monahan and La- vallee, the High School guards, who played one of the cleverest blocking games seen here in many a day, holding Morse and McKins- 30 THE CRIMSON AND GRAY 6 — A. O. Co. Midgets l.b., Dufault, Gatineau r.b., Paquette c, Coderre, Dufault l.f., Ostrander r.f., Harris try, their clever opponents, to 5 and 6 bas- kets respectively. Alumni — 60 85 — High School F. McKinstry, c.f. r.b., Lavallee Morse, r.f. c.b., Monahan Desrosiers, c. c, Duclos Trainor, c.c. r.f., Ryan Gay, r.f. l.f., J. McKinstry Baskets from floor — Desrosiers 9, Trainor 7, J. McKinstry 7, F. McKinstry 6, Morse 3, Duclos 3, Ryan 3, Monahan 1, Lavallee 1. Baskets on free tries — Duclos 5, Desrosiers 1, F. McKinstry 1. Referee — Simpson. Timers — Lord and Lu- cier. Attendance — 200. January 7th, Southbridge High defeated the A. O. Co. Midgets to the time of 11-6 in the Town Hall. Duclos and Coderre were ruled off the floor. Southbridge High — 11 Ryan, r.f. McKinstry, Congdon, l.f Duclos, McKinstry, c. Giroux, r.b. Congdon, Beck, I.e. Baskets from floor — Duclos 1, McKinstry 1, Ryan 2, Coderre 2, Harris 1. Baskets on free tries — Ryan 2, Duclos 1. Free tries missed — Duclos 4, Colerre 2, Ryan 1. Fouls called — On Paquette 1, Dufault 3, Coderre 3, Harris 1, Mct Kinstry 1, Duclos 1. Referee — I. Hall. Timer — Dresser. Time — 15-minute halves. Attendance —500. January 10th, Southbridge High basket- ball team defeated Bartlett High School of Webster, 18-11, in the Y. M. C. A. gym, in the first athletic contest that has taken place between the two schools for nearly two years. The rivalry between the two schools had lost nothing of its oldtime keenness, during the period of broken relations, and the game was bitterly contested. The home team al- though outweighed, put up a fast and plucky exhibition, every man on the home- team playing a hard game. Southbridge took the lead at the start and was never headed. McKinstry led in baskets from the floor with three to his credit while Ryan and Duclos scored two each. Fouls were numerous, Webster being the chief of- fenders. In the middle of the second half, a free for all mix-up seemed inevitable when one of the Webster players attempted to throw a South- bridge player near the side lines. A South- bridge spectator jumped forward to protest and Coach Potter of Webster immediately got into the limelight but Narcisse Peloquin and several other spectators intervened and Referee Hall called time and stopped the game till the floor was cleared. Southbridge H. S. — 18 11 — Bartlett H. S. Ryan, l.f. r.b., Klebart, Love McKinstry, r.f. l.b., Bazinet Duclos, c. c, Dwyer Monahan, l.b. r.f., Ralf Congdon, Lavallee, r.b. l.f., Nolf Baskets from floor — McKinstry 3, Ryan 2, Duclos 2, Nolf 2, Bazinet 3. Baskets on free tries — Duclos, Nolf and Ryan 3. Fouls called — On Dwyer 6, Klebart 2, Bazinet, Congdon, La- vallee, Duclos, McKinstry, Monahan and Nolf. Referees — Halland, Wiley. Timers — Maher and Racicot. Time four 10-minute periods. Aetend- ance — 400. January 14th, Worcester Trade School de- feated the Southbridge High basketball quin- tet in Worcester, 58 to 14. The floor being so large, at times the Southbridge team was lost and was unable to penetrate Trade ' s defense. Morong and Gates starred for Worcester, caging eight and seven baskets respectively. For Southbridge, Ryan, McKinstry and Duclos scored one basket each while Ryan shot 8 out of 12 tries. Worcester Trade— -58 14 — Southbridge High Morong (Capt. ), l.f. r.g., Monahan Gates, Roy, r.f. l.g., Lavallee, Congdon, Giroux Fryholmes, Ogara, c. c, Duclos, McKinstry Leland, Taubuer, l.g. r.f., Ryan Kelley, r.g. l.f., McKinstry, Duclos Baskets from floor — Morong 8, Gates 7, Fry- holmes 4, Ogara 1, Kelley 4, Taubuer 1, Leland 1, Duclos 1, Ryan 1, McKinstry 1. Baskets on free tries — Ryan 8, Morong 1. Fouls called — On Morong 3, Gates 3, Fryholmes 1, Leland 3, Kelley 2, Duclos 2, Monahan 1, McKinstry 1. Referee — Jigger Jones. Time — Four 10-minute periods. Attendance — 200. At a banquet given to the members of the Southbridge High footbal lteam at Hotel Columbia, James F. McKinstry was elected captain for 1920. F. A. BOUVIER SHOES - AND - SHOE - REPAIRING 13 MAIN STREET, SOUTHBRIDGE, MASS. Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers. ADVERTISEMENTS 31 Get Our Prices on Bicycles and Tires PERSIS ROWLEY Also Fishing Tackle and Baseball Supplies Pianist - Teacher - Accompanist E. D. STONE Pupil of Felix Fox 31 SOUTH STREET Phone 23-X 74 MAIN STREET When you clean house this spring you will need FLOOR WAX - O-CEDAR POLISH - LIQUID VENEER - BRUSHES - DUSTERS - MOPS We Have a Large Line of READY MIXED PAINTS - VARNISHES ENAMELS - COLD WATER PAINTS and the Proper Brushes to apply them. Look over our place and see what you need for cleaning, painting and fixing up, then call at our store and we will supply your needs. EVERYTHING IN HARDWARE Estate G. C. Winter 136 MAIN STREET Compliments of Henry M. Delehanty WHITE WYANDOTTES Fishel Strain Breeding Stock and Hatching Eggs Soon GILBERT C. CHENEY D. D. S. Laurel Ledge Farms Tel. 165-R Southbridge, Mass. Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers. ADVERTISEMENT! GLOBE DEPARTMENT STORE GEORGE W. LAUGHNANE, Prop. (Successor to A. H. Wheeler) Boots - Shoes - Gent ' s Furnishings - Etc. Telephone 333-M Corner MAIN and MILL STREETS Compliments of Globe Pharmacy O ' Shaughnessey ' s Market HAMILTON STREET Southbridge Coal Co. W. M. Edwards, Mgr. Plenty of All Kinds of COAL AND WOOD Yard: Railroad Avenue Office: 93 Main Street Geo. H. Smith Estate Sole Agent for King Arthur Flour A Standard Line of Groceries The Best Cleaned Fish in Town and a Full Line of Meats. Also Home-Made Sausage Meat Tel. 66-W Globe Village A. L. Parent Pastime Bowling Alleys CENTRAL STREET Open from 9.30 a. m. to 12 p. m. Southbridge Home Baking Company 94 HAMILTON STREET PASTRY OF ALL KINDS Orders Delivered Promptly Telephone 554-M Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers. advertisement: Compliments of H. L. DEMARAIS, D. D. S. Knight ' s Garage REAR - 143 MAIN STREET Immediate Delivery on NEW AND USED FORDS Expert Mechanics at Your Service Telephone 10 COMPLIMENTS OF Sample Shoe Store Phelp ' s Theatre Building W. P. LaRockelle Fine Groceries, Cigars, Fruit and Candy STANDARD GASOLINE 30c PER GALLON POLARINE CYLINDER OIL 55c PER GALLON COMPLIMENTS OF Morris H. Marcy INSURANCE MAIN STREET SOUTHBRIDGE, MASS. Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers. ADVERTISEMENTS G. 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ADVERTISEMENTS 35 Big Seven National Car for Hire By Day or Night Can be found at Hartwell ' s Corner during day. At night call 109-M. Compliments of W. C. LUNAN, D.M.D. C. A. CARRIER SHOP AT THE MODERN STORE Our New Store is fully equipped to supply the requirements of the most exacting at Lowest Prices in town. A Full Line of Underwear, Hosiery, Waists, Corsets and Dry Goods Always on Hand 11 HAMILTON STREET J. J. DELEHANTY CO. The Largest and Oldest Dealers ' in Town CRAWFORD RANGES SIMMONDS BEDS All Stove Repairing is done by experienced men. Our White Trucks gaurantee immediate delivery on all goods. GLOBE VILLAGE Telephone Connection Monahan ' s Bakery Bread Cakes - Rolls - Pies Beans and Brown Bread Every Saturday 11 CENTRAL STREET Telephone 268-W We Do Hemstitching AND Repairing on All Makes Singer Sewing Machine Co. 15 HAMILTON STREET Phone 536-W H. Bastien Son Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers. ADVERTISEMENT! DAVID LENTI We Don ' t Repair Shoes But Rebuild Them We also carry High Grade Shoes 9 ELM STREET Tel. 533-M Have Your Clothes Pressed the Oliver Way — AT— Locki Tailoring Co. 95 MAIN STREET, EWARDS HALL COMPLIMENTS OF WELD BECK E F. DAKIN CO. You will be able to procure your Chorter Chocolates, in bulk and packages, as we have the agency for this line. When you think of having your Pictures Developed, Printed and Enlarged, think of The E. F. Dakin Co., 105 Main St. Compliments of GUY L. JOHNSON, D. D. S. Morse Brothers Wholesale and Retail Dealers in Hay - Grain - and - Feed Telephone 469-W Southbridge Massachusetts Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers. ADVERTISEMENT! COMPLIMENTS OF White ' s CUT PRICE Market 31 Centra] Street Visit a Real Up-to-Date Store River Side Pharmacy J. A. Lariviere, Ph.G. Prescription Drug Store Southbridge Massachusetts Quality Druggists - Service Joseph H. Desrosier Dealer in Groceries - and - Meats 54y 2 Mechanic St. J. 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Worlds Largest Makers of Optica] Qoods Mention the Crimson and Gray when patronizing advertisers. itirlbcr Ibiab School Dumber 3 Hamilton Woolen Company Manufacti Women ' s Dry Goods All Worsted Serges From the Raw Wool to the Finished Fabric Advertisements DAVID LENTI t We are ready for your trade. If you need new Shoes of any kind of solid leather at lowest prices, come to our new location at the former Elm Market ; also we do repairing by the Goodyear Welt Shoe Repairing System INVITATION You are invited to come to this financial institution in the same matter of fact way that you enter a store to secure merchandise or service. You will find a welcoming human interest in whatever matter invites attention, whether it be depositing money — planning a loan — or any other form of modern banking service. We are here to co-operate with you. People ' s National Bank Southbridge : : Massachusetts Mention the Crimson and Gray When Patronizing Advertisers Advertisements Another New Store KAPLAN ' S Fashion Park Culture Brand Kuppenheimer Clothes Bates Street and Arrow Shirts Emerson and Packard Shoes 119 MAIN STREET SOUTHBRIDGE THE EDWARDS COMPANY f Suits to Please Jk Every Man Our Store is now parading the new styles for Men. If you are figuring on purchasing a suit, by all means be sure to give our line the once overt before purchasing elsewhere. We have them in all fabrics, in all shades and sizes, and are sure to satisfy you to a Tee. The prices will be cer- tain to prompt you to give our invitation careful consideration. Kuppenheimer Suits - $40 to $60 THE EDWARDS OOMPANY GEO. C. SHEPARD CO. SICK ROOM SUPPLIES A Good Hot Water Bottle is almost indispensable. We have the quality kind. Two year Guarantee. Developing - Printing Soda - Candy - Medicine Mention the Crimson and Gray When Patronizing Advertisers Advertisements ®|c |p]«ite v Sty ? Wreaths and Floral Designs Our Specialty Flowers Furnished for All Occasions Plants and Cut Flowers will be carried in stock at all times. Orders taken in advance 9 HAMILTON STREET Telephone Connection G. GREGOIRE First Class Repairing on Boots and Shoes Men ' s, Women ' s and Children ' s Shoes Goodrich Tires and Accessories 7 HAMILTON STREET Tel. 215-W G. R. LARIVIERE Corsets - Waists - Skirts and Coats : All the Newest 131 Main Street Southbridge R. M. Burnham Telephone 138 E. M. Phillips Son Prompt and Careful Service on All Forms of Insurance SOUTHBRIDGE MASSACHUSETTS Mention the Crimson and Gray When Patronising Advertisers 4 Advertisements O ' SHAUGHNESSEY ' S MARKET Modern, Clean, Pme Food Market Nothing but the Freshest, Highest Grade of Meats at the Most REASONABLE PRICES are handled in this market. TRY US AND FIND OUT FOR YOURSELF 96 Hamilton Street Tel. 8 MISS ELFRIDA BECK TEACHER OF Social and Aesthetic Dancing Telephone 429-W Reliable Wet Wash A. C. FAVREAU, Prop. 16 1-2 Central Street Telephone Connection We are all ready for Spring business with a full line of LADIES ' COATS, SUITS, DRESSES, SKIRTS and WAISTS Also with a Full Line of Children ' s Wear The Modern Store Southbridge 11 HAMILTON STREET Tel. 215-J KODAKS DEVELOPING You will be able to procure your Charter Chocolates in bulk and packages, as we have the agency for this line. We Cater to Small and Large Parties The E. F. Dakin Co. 05 MAIN STREET PRINTING ENLARGING Mention the Crimson and Gray When Patronizing Advertisers Advertisements New Hippodrome Bowling Alleys HIPPODROME BUILDING Most Up-to-Date Bowling Alleys in New England La Perle La Belle, Props. Costa Bros. Confectionery Store GLOBE VILLAGE We carry Maine Creamery Ice Cream and High Grade Candies of All Kinds We also carry a large assortment of Fruits and Tobaccos. Whert down this way, stop in and try a box of our Kellog ' s Chocolates. Compliments of W. C. L U N A N, D. M. D. H. T. HYDE CO. NEW STORE - 75 MAIN ST. Largest Stock Lowest Prices Best Service See our complete line of Spring Goods Compliments of The Quality Shop A Full Line of Men ' s Furnishings PHELPS BUILDING MAIN STREET Thank You Mention the Crimson and Gray When Patronizing Advertisers Y. M. C. A. Y. M. C. A. A HOME READING ROOM - DORMITORIES - POOL BILLIARDS - GYMNASIUM - SHOWER BATHS BOWLING - SOCIAL STAR COURSE Kids in the Gym SOUTHBRIDGE YOUNG MEN ' S CHRISTIAN ASSOCIATION Y. «. C. A. Y. M. C. A. The Crimson and Gray Published Quarterly by the Students of the Mary E. Wells High School, Southbridge, Mass. Editor-in-Chief . ISABEL COREY, . KENNETH BEAN, ' 20 j ' 20 ' 21 ! ' 20 •21 ' 20 •20 ' 20 ' 22 •20 ' 20 •21 ! •21 •21 •21 ' 22 1 •22 •23 ' 23 Advertising Manager Assistant Advertising Manager Alumni Editor . . PHILIP MONAHAN, LAURENCE CHENEY, . LOUISE ROWLEY, WILLIAM RYAN, ROMEO DUCLOS, Exchange Editor . THECLA FITZGERALD, Associate Editor Associate Editor Associate Editor MURIEL GRIMWADE, . WILLIAM LAVALLEE, . DOROTHY DARTT, . MARJORIE OHARA, Associate Editor CONSTANCE GRANT, Associate Editor Faculty Advisor MARJORIE HARRIS, CATHERINE E. O ' KEEFE Volume III. APRIL, 1920 Number 3. Cont FRONTISPIECE — The Progress of ents LITERATURE: In Quest of a Story The Reds Scenes of the Sophomore Food 15 16 17 18 18 19 22 25 26 EDITORIALS ...... PICK-UPS EXCHANGES LITERATURE: The Starry Interlude . . Mosquitoes A Sophomore ' s Troubles on day Morning .... In the Spring . . 9 . . 10 . . 11 . . 12 . . 13 Mon- . . 14 . . 14 War Time Experiences . CLASS NOTES ALUMNI NOTES ttty fIrngrFj H of spring The groundRame of the crocus breaks the mold, Fair Spring slides hither o ' er the Southern sea, Wavers on her thin stem the snow-drop cold That trembles not to kisses of the bee: Come Spring, for now from all the drip- ping eaves The spear of ice has wept itself away. And hour by hour unfolding wood-bine leaves O ' er his uncertain shadow droops the day. She comes! the loosen ' d rivulets run; The frost-bead melts upon her golden hair; Her mantle, slowly greening in the Sun, Now wraps her close, now arching leaves her bare To breaths of balmier air. — Tennyson EPITOK1ALS Good Reading What shall we read? What is the best literature? The best literature, except in very rare instances is produced by men who have devoted only a part of their life to writing. One of the most hopeful signs iu the literary world of today is the fact that we have such writers. The best of these men are men of the world; they have been to all corners of the earth; they have had ex- periences any individual might have had. One feels while reading their books that one is, for once, in a way, face to face with some- thing as actual as one ' s own life, but a great deal more vivid. Literature of this kind causes one to go about life ' s business with a new vigor, with a feeling that one wants more from life. And that, after all, is the best test of good literature. Unless literature urges one to live, to grow, to take risks and achieve, the time spent on it is time wasted, or stated in another way, was it literature in the true sense of the word ? Eleanor Edwards, ' 20. Our school spirit is poor. We all seem to be thinking of something else other than our athletic association. If a meeting is called how many appear? Fifteen or twenty. Is that school spirit? Let ' s settle down to business, and work together in harmony. When the next meeting is called, let every- one come. Then again we hear criticism of the association. These criticisms do not come from the members, but from those who refuse to join, those who refuse to support the school sports. Some pupils say they have never been asked to join. Don ' t wait to be asked. A man or girl who succeeds now- a-days, must look out for himself or herself, must take the initiative. So start in now. Those pupils whom we have forgotten to ask to join, we will cordially welcome. Any mem- ber of the association has a right to inquire how the money of the association is spent. If any one wishes to know let him consult the treasurer ' s books. Spring is here. Baseball is on. Let ' s all try to back the team with enthusiasm and money. Lorenzo Lemmelin, ' 20. How many of us have a standard of life which we try to live up to in our daily rou- tine? Most of us drift through the weeks perfectly content if we only manage to pass. If to pass continues to be our only ambition, in a short time we will find how infinitely easy it is for others to pass us. Then we should consider that the standard of our school rests with every pupil who at- tends, for how can we have a reputation for good scholarship if many content themselves with a scanty sixty per cent? It is a mistake to let lessons slide by without any study. After all we shouldn ' t try to get marks but rather to learn something about the subjects we study. Later in life our knowledge will be useful to us but our marks will be for- gotten. D. Law, ' 20. PICK UP5 O Edited by Theckla Fitzgerald A Bit of Advice If you would smile a little more And I would kinder be If you would stop and think Before you speak of faults you see, If I would have more patience, too With all with whom I ' m hurled I would help and so would you To make a better world. In October what is said to be a new record in the price of books was established in Phil- adelphia by the sale of a single volume for $100,000. The purchaser is a New York collector. The book is the only known copy of the first collected edition of Shakespeare ' s works, published in London by Thomas Pavier in 1690. It measures seven by five and one- quarter inches, is half an inch thick, and con- tains nine plays by the bard of Avon. Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Foot-prints on the sands of time. — Longfellow. It is estimated that in Japan one man of each thirty-five is a fisherman. Portugal is the most illiterate country in Europe — more than sixty per cent of its pop- ulation cannot write. The pleasantest things in the world are pleasant thoughts aud the art in life is to have as manv of them Byron indited fluent and passionate love verses at the age of 10, Tennyson wrote charming lyrics at 12, and Milton wrote epic poems before he had turned 11. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY The largest and highest cactus in the world is found in Arizona. It is two hundred and thirty-two feet in height. Errors like straws upon the surface flow; He who would search for pearls must dive below. A friend that you buy with presents may be bought from you. Ships built of steel ar e said to be able to carry about 20 per cent more cargo than those made of iron. EXCHANGES Lynn Classical High School Gazette — Your literary department is excellent. As Time Passes, and The Spirit of Thanks- giving are especially good. A larger ex- change department would improve your mag- azine. Orange and Black — Your literary department and school notes are splendid. The Palmer — Your Commencement addresses were ex- ceptionally well written. Lawrence High School Bulletin — You have very good departments, cuts would add distinction. Philomath — Glad to have you for an exchange. Exchangeland is very clever. The Dial- Yon have good cartoons. A few Your Exchanges Anselmian Argonant The Classical Gazette The Dial Dynamo The Emblem The Gleaner Index Lawrence High School The News Bulletin Orange and Black The Palmer Philomath Red and Gray Senior The Student ' s Pen Tech News ' The Tripod The X-Ray Manchester, N. H. Mansfield, Mass. Lynn, Mass. Brattleboro, Vt. Newton, Mass. Southington, Conn. Pawtucket, E. I. Worcester, Mass. Lawrence, Mass. East Orange, N. J. Middletown, Conn. Palmer, Mass. Pramingham, Mass. Lynn, Mass. Westerlev, R. I. PittsnW, Mass. Worcester, Mass. Hartford, Conn. Sacramento, Cal. REMEMBER MAY TENTH ! What ' s going to happen May tenth? The High School is going to have an entertain- ment in the Town Hall that night. The pro- ceeds of the evening are to be given to the athletic association, and every arrangement has been made to give the students and their parents and friends an enjoyable time. The first part of the program is to be the presentation of the comedy The Country Cousin by Miss Grace Sage of Boston. Miss Sage is a reader who is very well known for her realistic presentation. She comes from the Leland Powers School of Boston, where for a time she was an instructor. Becently she has been giving readings in nearby towns, and has been most enthusiastically received. The play Miss Sage is to read in Southbridge is a comedy that had a long engagement in Boston last winter. It is full of amusing incidents, and lively hits and jokes. The Girls ' Glee Club assisted by the Marcy Street School Orchester will give some comic selections. After the entertainment there will be dancing. The High School has secured a good orchestra and there is every inducement to make the night a big success. Don ' t forget that the entertainment is given to help the athletic association. We expect to see every High School pupil there in the Town Hall on Monday, May tenth. Advertise the show! Tell your friends! Come yourself! in other books remind us We may have some stale ones, too. But if you refuse to help us, What can poor editors do? Teacher cranky Pupils few Questions flying, Zeros, too. What ' s the matter Don ' t you know? Monday morning Always so. MYSTcg LITERATURE M RY fitt THE STAiRRY INTERLUDE Dear Dorcas: At last I have met the man. At least, I think it is he— or rather, he is it. This morning, with never a thought in my fluffy head ' eept that I knew even less of my lesson than usual, I drifted into class and suddenly beheld my future (is it not thrilling?) iu the form of Wallace V. (doubtless Vincent, or some equally high sounding name) Reading. Probably he ' s not yet aware of the fact that such a person as little Betty Dorr exists. Much less, that she has marked him for her own. I ' ve oodles of things to tell you but at the present moment it is well nigh impossible to think or write of anything but the one big subject, so I will retire, but not to sleep, for I fear I shall pass many a sleepless night e ' er I think of a way to completely vamp Wally (Wall — ee, oh those two gold- en syllables!) As ever, Betty. Dorcas dear: I ' m quite aware of the fact that I ' ve owed you a letter for ages but you ' ll understand how it is, and just what a busy woman I ' ve been, when I tell .you that my affair d ' amour has so progressed tliat I ' m going to the Winton Dance with Wally. Miss Ha ' llyer, my latest faculty crush (Wally ' s no crush, I ' ll have you understand) is to chaperon us. He suggested her himself. ' Spose he thinks she ' s so young and pretty that she ' ll be too occupied with her own affairs to keep an eye on us. Wily Wally! As to how all this came about, cherchez- moi, (my sole surviving pieces of French). It just happened, wherever Miss Hillyer and I choose to Avauder, anywhere from downtown to Boston we always encounter the Honor- able Wallace, seemingly very casually, but I sometimes wonder. When I ' m alone or with the girls he only lifts his hat and smiles (to me his- smile is like a ray of sunshine) but doubtless he doesn ' t believe in paying atten- tion to unchaperoned girls (men are such queer critters). Everything has taken place so gradually that I can scarcely realize what an important factor in my life he has become. But then, I have learned by travel and bitter experience (i. e. Bob and Rex Carr) that we never miss something until it ' s gone. But it does not need his departure to prove to me that life without Wally would be one long nightmare. The I ' s had a fudge party tonight but the back campus, a hammock and the twi- light stars appealed far more to Your Sentimental Betty. My Dear: Words cannot describe the Winton Dance. It was perfect all but the chaperon. She danced with Wally more than I did and I ' m certain that once I heard her call him Wal- lace. I do so dislike these ' ' vamp women. I ' d no idea she was that sort. How true it is that disillusionment comes to all. Is our affair which had such a propitious beginning to evolve itself into the eternal triangle? Que faire? Guess I ' ll have to con- sult Beatrice Fairfax. Love, Betty. r. s. — You ask me if Wally ' s good looking. He is like unto a Bichard Harding Davis hero and what more could mortal ask here below., THE CRIMSON AND GRAY Dear Dorcas : Sunset and evening star et cetera. I feel as romantic as Florence Barclay and Myrtle Reed combined, so prepare thyself. Yesterday, grown weary of this endless, anxious waiting, I took the deciding step, (that is, it should have decided things but it didn ' t). While hunting botany specimens I accidentally met our young hero. I promptly turned my ankle. Consequently, we must sit down, till that bothersome ankle feels a bit better, I said aloud, but inwardly, until that pesky man proposes. Well we sat and watched the sun sink beyond the distant hills. We sat, and discussed history, while a purple dream of twilight hovered overhead. At length, realizing that we could sit until the moon went down and stars grew cold and ' twould be all in vain, I said to myself, evidently the man knows not that ' oppor- tunity knocks but once ' and suddenly dis- covered that my ankle was all right again and we started back. Of course, I had to limp a little. Dinner was nearly over when we reached home, and Wally invited me over to the Inn. I was about to accept when he added, we ' ll see where Miss Hillyer is. I hastened to say politely but very coldly, I thank you but it ' s quite impossible. I ' ve al- ready wasted too much time. At these cruel words he turned away. Ah, if they broke his heart, goodness knows they broke mine too. I guess they didn ' t however, for he seemed as happy as usual this morn- ing. But may be he was trying to cover with a smiling face a lonely aching heart. (Oh happy thought!) How bored you must be! I will hasten to bring this lengthy epistle to a close. Then I shall sit down by the window and gaze out into the moonlight and wish, and wait and long, meanwhile comforting myself with the thought that, hearts are made to be broken, and love is always woe. Somewhat doubtfully, Betty. Dearest Dorcas: The starry interlude is done, the episode is through, as it were, a romance that is told. Not my romance, but Wally ' s and Miss Hill- yer ' s. Oh, I can laugh now, but it was pure tragedy when it occurred. By it I mean their wedding announcement which came during vacation. I also had the sweetest note from Mrs. Wallace Beading (as I once hoped to be), saying that she and Wally owed a great deal to me. You bet they do ! Just think of the fine opportunities, with no college gossip attached, that I gave ' em. Strange to say I have no thoughts of becom- ing a nun or ending my blighted ( ?) life as is done by the best photoplay star ' s. Ah, Wally ! There is no magic any more, We meet as other people do. You work no miracle for me I never did for you. Isn ' t it strange how quickly we can forget, or rather, not forget, but cease to remember. There is a wonderful sunset. Am I going to watch it ? I am not ! ! Methinks I ' ll ramble down to the eatin ' house and drown my sorrows in a sundae. There are plenty of other men in the world but after all who wants one? Not I. Oh, it ' s great to be once again. Your Heartfree Bettv. MOSQUITOES True mosquitoes are small at the waist, delicate in their organisms, round-should- ered, and inclined to consumption. Their disposition is nighty. Some people think mosquitoes are a humbug; but they are not. There ' s nothing so real as mos- quitoes. You can see ' em. When you can ' t see ' em, you can hear ' em; when you can ' t hear ' em, you can feel ' em, and . when you neither see, hear nor feel ' em, you may know they ' ve been around, because they ' ve made their mark. We all love mosquitoes so well that we offer them our hand and are always wanting to squeeze them, and although they like us, being shy, they reject our proposals at first and then take us when we are least prepared for them. Mosquitoes are well educated. In music, they use the Italian school of singing, thrills, shakes, quavers and words not understood. It is decidedly sensational music and, like sensational music in general, it is thrilling in its effect, but one soon tires of it. Lying in bed you hear the distant song of the mos- quito; a feeling of dread comes over you, succeeded as the song-sounds come nearer, by a thrilling of your nerves, and when close at your ears, the excitement becomes such as to cause your blood to boil, and your hands to strike forcibly at your own head and ears. If such is the effect of a single mosquito ' s song on a single individual, what a furor of excitement might be created by a singing band of mosquitoes over a New York Hippo- THE CRIMSON AND GRAY drome audience! Operatic iinpressorios are welcome to this hint. Everybody knows that mosquitoes draw well. Mosquitoes are philosophers. They under- stand gravitation. If a hand, or other weighty object, should fall, they know there ' s danger and get out of the way. Mosquitoes are educated in the allopathic school of medicine. They believe in bleeding. They differ from men in applying the theory ; they first present the bill and then bleed you. This shows that they don ' t understand hu- man nature enough to know that no man likes to have a bill presented before the work is done. Mosquitoes always know how to develop humor — a bad humor ; they will pity a man so much in one night that his face will look very humorous next morning. As mathematicians, mosquitoes understand subtraction, and multiply very rapidly. As baseball players, mosquitoes are a success; they always come in on a fly and rarely go out on one; as pitchers, they always pitch in no matter who the opponents are; as catchers, they often catch their opponents napping and seldom get caught themselves. Everybody likes them in the field, and they often make home runs. They fail at the bat but get a good many bats. They are not good umpires, as they are apt to cause a row. Mosquitoes, like dogs, have their days. In dog-days, dogs are expected to go mad. Mos- quito-days begin with the dog-days and end with the first frost. Then they die happy; they gather in large bands under the trees and, there, flying up and down, sing their death song. Then everyone is happy; the Governor proclaims Thanksgiving and peace reigns for another year. James R. Nolan, ' 21. A SOPHOMORE ' S TROUBLES ON MONDAY MORNING Hello Girls ! Had a peachy time this week- end, but I ' m dead tired — Haven ' t done my Geometry — Now don ' t bother me while I try to finish my English in these ten minutes. Hey, give us a piece of fudge — Did you make it? It ' s punk — Give me some more. Gee, this English is hard — (And for a whole minute and a half the studious girl studied). Gosh! There goes the bell. Didn ' t the English teacher let us off easy today — She got started on English History — and we learned all about King . . . ? Oh goodness, I don ' t remember his name. Done your French? I haven ' t; but it ' s so easy I can bluff it. Mercy ! Today ' s Monday and we have composition. That ' s just my luck. I thought it was translation. Well, that wasn ' t as bad as I expected. Oh ! Where ' s my Geometry book, my chalk, my string, my ruler and my compass. O Horrors! My pencil ' s broken — Say, you, let me borrow a pencil this period? Thanks. Now ! Look wise ! Hope she doesn ' t give me the new proposi- tion. P ' rhaps I can will her to give me re- view. Well, did you ever know a teacher to give you what you wanted. This must be my lucky day. Thank Heaven this is a free period (so- called study period). We can finish that fudge and I will tell you all about the great time I had over the week-end! And during whatever time we have left we can study Latin. Guess it must be nearly eleven thirty. I ' m beginning to feel hungry. Get my coat for me, will you? I ' m in a hurry. So glad this session is over. Isn ' t Monday morning an awful bore? Beatrice Page, ' 22. IN THE SPRING Rodney was happy. There was no doubt of that, for he was whistling as he dressed and Rodney never whistled unless he was happy. ' A mind reader — had there been one present at breakfast, would have seen (something like this in Rodney ' s brain. In the Spring a young man ' s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love. In the Spring a young man ' s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love. In the Spring . . . Then the mind reader — if he had been an expert — would have seen in Rodney ' s mind, a blank, as if said mind were unable to depict the joy of which it had vaguely dreamed. When Rodney arrived at high school (he had reached that exalted status of being a Senior) his mind was a chaos of Phyllis, Spring and his English lesson. His English teacher asked him to give some familiar quot- ation, so he said, In the Spring a young man ' s fancy, and he wondered why the class laughed. But on being questioned further regarding his quotation, Eodney knew not whether it was from Tennyson or Kipling. Phyllis laughed at him, whereupon Rodney • straightened up and said in a tone of deci- sion, Robert W. Service. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY For two days Rodney ' s supposedly secret admiration for Phyllis continued. Then he became more bold. He purchased some new clothes and on Sunday afternoon, ventured forth in the direction of Phyllis ' home. When he began to feel frightened, he reassured him- self by a satisfied glance at his vivid purple socks. He continued on his way. But the thought of ringing the bell and asking for Phyllis was almost enough to make him turn back. However, by a long look at his conspicuous pink tie, he was restored to his former state of courage. He reached the door. He rang the bell. His heart almost stopped beating as Phyllis welcomed him. But he was calmed by her ap- preciative smile as she looked at him in all his glory, purple socks, pink tie, and green shirt. To further dazzle his beloved, Rodney pulled from his pocket a festive-looking yel- low handkerchief covered with bright orange rings. There were so many of these rings that no circus ever hoped to be compared with that handkerchief. It was the needed stimulus. Rodney bravely asked Phyllis to go to walk, and she, gazing once more at his apparel, bravely accepted. By mutual consent, they walked on a Stur- bridge-like country road for about a mile. Rodney had quoted In the Spring, a young man ' s fancy no less than seven times, when Phyllis saw some violets which she wanted. There were other violets near at hand, but these were just across a narrow swampy swamp; and Phyllis fully agreed with the wise person who said, The unattainable is always the most desirable. Rodney thrilled with delight at the privi- lege of pleasing Phyllis. So leaving her in the road, he started on the perilous crossing of the swamp. He stepped gracefully from bog to bog and picked the coveted violets. But alas, his return was not so successful ! He gazed at Phyllis instead of at the swamp. She was an inspiration. Standing on a bog, Rodney began, In the Spring . He didn ' t finish the quotation for in attempting to reach the next dry spot he took too short a step! In a moment he was up to his knees in oozy mud. Now was the time for action! Phyllis quickly crossed the distance between herself and Rodney, and rescued — the violets. When Rodney finally regained the road he was a sorry-looking sight. Phyllis, cruel- hearted person that she was, had the au- dacity to laugh at him, as she said, In the Spring a young man ' s fancy clothes are sometimes spoiled. Isabel Corey, ' 20. IN QUEST OF A STORY Aw, what ' s the use? sighed the boy with the glaring red hair after running his fingers through that mass of hair, and thrusting his hands deep into his pockets. What ' s the matter now, Red? demanded his companion. Oh, gee, my English teacher says we gotta write an essay — eight hundred words, ' too! She must think we ' re human type- writers. And I don ' t know what to write about. His companion Bill thought a minute. Then, We might go up to Pat ' s. He ' s good at that stuff. He might be able to tell you something to write about. So the two boys went up to Fat ' s, He ' s down to the Y. M. C. A., said his mother, and they tramped down there. Sure enough ! There was Fat, leaning back in his chair, with his feet on the window sill. The vie- trola was grinding and scratching away at the loudest and fastest piece in the collection. If our teacher were here, observed Bill, she ' d ask you if that was the way you acted at home. And I ' d tell her, yes, muttered Fat, ' . . . when nobody ' s home. Red wants you to tell him something to write about. The victrola had just finished Don ' t Blame Me for What Happened in the Moonlight. Try a love story, suggested Fat. Nope, don ' t know anything about love, answered Red. A dog ran across the street. How about a mad dog story? was Fat ' s next helpful hint. No- - - o. I can ' t think of anything about dogs. Fat ' s face wore a soulful look as he tried to think of some new idea. At last his eyes fell on a bulletin board, and his face broke into smiles. Let ' s go to the show. Perhaps we ' ll see something there. In a few minutes the boys entered the darkened theater, and after stepping on a varied assortment of toes, managed to find three seats together. An episode of The Invisible Hand was thrown on the screen. The hero was shown fighting, single handed, seven or eight thugs. After an exciting fight of eight or ten minutes, the hero had the THE CRIMSON AND GRAY thugs lying all around him. Write some- thing like that, whispered Fat. Teacher says my blood and thunder stories are barred. Fat heaved a great sigh, and amused him- self by crushing peanut shells on the floor, to the great discomfort of several nervous la- dies near him who shivered at every sound. The next picture was one of the woods. It was Bed ' s turn to sigh ; he was no woodsman and he couldn ' t write a story of the woods. After they left the theater, the boys went to see the score board of the baseball game going on in Chicago. There ' s your chance; write about baseball. Red ' s eyes lighted up, but the disheartened look soon returned. Eight hundred words on baseball ! It can ' t be done. Here comes Larry with his car, sung out Bill. Lets get him to give us a ride. In the automobile, Fat suggested an auto- mobile story. Red hesitated. All I know about automobiles is that Larry ' s car can ' t go over Main Street hill on high. It can ' t huh ! growled Larry. I ' ll show you. As the car bounded about on the hill, and splashed through the water, Fat man- aged to sputter. How about a motor-boat story? Too wet, was Red ' s only reply. He was enjoying himself and wanted to forget about stories. After the car made the hill the boys went back to the Y. M. C. A. and alighted from the mud-spattered machine. It ' s no use, sighed Red for the seventh time. Getting material for a story is mighty hard work. Schuyler West, ' 21. BORROWED MONEY Here ' s your coffee. You ' d better drink it while its hot. The woman spoke mechanically. She set the cup down with a jerk, and turned away from the table. Aren ' t you going to eat your breakfast ? asked Jack Hasting in a low tone. He did not glance at his wife as he spoke, for he knew only too well how she looked, — the bit- ter twist of her lip and the hard look she shot at him. How can I eat when Ruth is so sick? she asked indignantly. He heard the swift catch of her breath and waited for the outburst that always (fol- lowed. I don ' t care for myself, she continued. I ' ve got used to patched clothes and so on, and never having anything decent like other people, but when I see our baby failing each day because she can ' t have proper things to eat and the right care, it makes me . . . Just then a cry arose from the next room and with an angry glance at her husband, Grace left the room to see what little Ruth wanted. Yes, Grace was right. He was a failure. His father had never wanted him to marry her. Not that she wasn ' t a wonderful girl, no, because there wasn ' t a better girl than she. Rut Jack ' s father had had another wo- man in view, one with a great deal of money, and Jack had disappointed him and married Grace. He pushed back his chair and went to see Ruth before going to work. How strange and pale she looked today ! He tried to persuade himself that the pallor on the small face on the pillow was caused by a shadow but his heart was sick with fear. The child did not speak. She seldom ever spoke now, and she had been such a chatter- box. In a few moments Jack went heavily down the three flights of stairs and walked to the office where he worked. The men at the office greeted him care- lessly, and resumed their work. He took oft ' his coat, and sat down before his desk. The manager came in and looked around, then said, Hastings will you come into my office? Jack arose and followed him. When they were inside the manager closed the door and said, Will you take this fifty thousand dol- lars down to the safe? Jack said he would and left. Fifty thou- sand dollars ! A rage swept over him. Such a small sum of that money would bring back the color to Ruth ' s cheeks and the smile to her lips. Yes, he would borrow it — just bor- row it. Of course he would pay it back and he would change the figures on his ledger and who would know the difference? So Jack did borrow one hundred dollars. He went back to his work but sat hunched on his stool, staring down at the ledger before him and wondering if closing time would ever come. But it did come at last. He hurried home, up three flights of stairs and into his front door. How quiet it seemed there. Grace, he called loudly, Grace where are you? There was no answer. Not a piece of fur- niture was out of place, yet everything THE CRIMSON AND GRAY seemed so different. On tbe table was a note. He picked it up, read it and groaned. Gone ! Grace gone. But it ' s iny fault. I ' ve been a disappointment all along. He was rushing crazily from the apart- ment, but at the door a stout arm blocked the way. A detective stood before him. What ' s the big hurry? he drawled. Where ' s the money, old ' fellow? Tell me where it is and I ' ll let you go. If you won ' t be sensible, I ' ll have to lock you up. Money? Hastings asked half stunned, Oh yes, the money; He thrust his hand into his pocket and drew out the bills. There ' s a hundred dollars there. Count it ; I haven ' t spent any yet. The detective took it and seeing how everything was against Jack decided he had had punishment enough and left. I ' m a failure, said Jack sadly, even a failure in stealing. He went to the table and opened the draw- er. He found the thing he was looking for aud said, Probably, I ' ll be a failure at dying, but we ' ll soon see. Before he could lift the revolver a woman ' s shriek arose. Grace sprang through the door. Jack! Jack! That note was a lie! I was nearly crazy worrying about Kuth and I didn ' t know what I was doing, cried Grace. I was just going by your father ' s home when everything seemed to grow dark. When I awoke your father was bending over me. I told him all and he forgave you and me, and here he is. Jack looked up and there was his father standing side of him. It ' s all been a great mistake, Jack, said his father. We have all misunderstood each other, but if you will forgive me we will all leave this place at once. As for Kuth, she shall have the best of care. Gladys Kelley, ' 21. THE REDS It had been a tiresome day; the air seemed stifling. Two boys started down the narrow streets of a crowded city. They walked for an hour or so, and then boarded a street car. As they took a seat near the door, they noticed a peculiar looking man sitting di- rectly in front of them. He had a long beard, small, dark piercing eyes, and a long nose, which came to a very sharp point. He wore a black hat, well down over his eyes, and his black suit was badly in need of a brushing. Ah, at last we can have some trailing work, for here we have a Bolshevist, whis- pered Ned pointing his finger to the man in front of them. Well, I ' m willing to do anything, re- turned the other husky fellow, whose name was Tom. This heat and monotony are getting on my nerves. Immediately, the two boys edged closer to- gether and planned the capture of the crook. The car soon came to a stop, the mysterious one got out, and the two boys followed. The man carefully looked about him, but the boys dodged behind a tree and their suspect, seeming satisfied with his surroundings, started off at a brisk walk. The boys took up the trail and succeeded in keeping out of sight of the man by dodging behind one ob- ject and then another. The man walked for a short time and soon he and the boys were in the lower part of the city. I ' m sure he ' s not here for his health, said Ned, and I don ' t like the looks of that little black bag he ' s carrying. There he goes up into that tenement, we ' ll wait here for a few minutes and see if he comes out, said Tom. Sure enough, a few minutes later the mys- terious stran ger reappeared, and he seemed to carry his bag with greater ease. I knew he had a bomb in that bag. See how he carries it now; it looks as though it were much lighter, observed Ned. There, Ned, watch him, he ' s going into that apartment house, now, gasped Tom, very much excited. I know what he ' s doing, said Ned. Gee! He ' s the head of the Bolsheviki about this section, and he ' s delivering T. N. T. and liter- ature to his other allies. Bighto, cried Tom. Next house he goes into we ' ll folloAV him, understand? Sure thing, replied Ned. The boys were positive that they had at last run across a Bolshevist, and it surely did appear that they had but — Come on, Tom, whispered Ned, there he goes into that house. The boys hurried across the street and mounted a rickety old stair case, carefully, stopped at the top, aud gazed intently across the hall. There stood the Bolshevist, knock- ing at a door. A woman came to the door. The man care- fully opened his little black bag. The boys were crouched ready to jump on him. Then he drew a small bottle from the bag. I ' m sorry, ma ' m, said the man, but I THE CRIMSON AND GRAY could not find your house. 1 got off the car too soon, but here is the vanilla extract you ordered from me two weeks ago. Maurice McQHlvray, ' 21. A GHOST STORY Harold Adams went to college filled with a deep desire for two things: to play foot- ball, and to join a fraternity: to play foot- ball was not so difficult, for Harold, who tipped the scales to a hundred eighty, took naturally to the game ; but to accomplish his second ambition was a different and by no means an easy task. Yet, in mid-winter, he was highly elated when he received a bid from one of the lead ing fraternities. However, he was not yet a member, and the particulars of his initiation rose forebodingly before him. The gruesome- ness of his coming trial startled him. On a night to be named in the near future, just at twelve o ' clock, he was to strike a dagger into a coffin in a tomb in a near-by cemetery. Then he was to return to his room. He had been told frankly that the escapade was liable to involve him in serious trouble, for a care ful investigation by the local authorities was sure to follow the discovery of the act. Despite his fear, Harold knew that, should he refuse this chance of making a frat, no other would ever be given him. He accepted. Days went on and Harold heard nothing more of his task One week passed; the second was almost over. Finally his sum- mons came. It was a wet windy night, such as one gets in January — a night when one feels like staying indoors. A knock came on Harold ' s door. He admitted a messenger who handed him a dagger and warned him to carry no light. The time had come. Harold glanced at his watch; it was just eight. Four weary hours before the time ap- pointed for his task. He paced nervously up and down his room, unable to con trol the fear that was gripping, his heart. Every noise increased his agitation ; his ima gination invented horrible ideas and con- jured up still more horrible scenes until he could scarcely distinguish the real from the fancies that were crowding into his tortured brain. But no thought of refusing the task came to him. He was no coward. He put on his heavy rain coat and started for the cem- etery. The rain had changed to sleet and cut like tiny bits of steel, as it struck his face. The cemetery was, of course, deserted. Never in all his life had Harold felt so weak and helpless. Around the tomb the wind moaned disconsolately through the fir trees that stood like sentinels before the door. With knees shaking, and breath coming in short gasps, he reached the door, and swung it in on its creaking hinges The air inside was of an inky blackness, so dense that he felt as though he must cut it with his dagger before he slipped inside. As he crossed the threshold, a sudden gust of wind clanged the door shut, and the shrieking of the hinges echoed and re-echoed the length of the room. Then came an appalling silence, for there was no other life in that room, and he, hav- ing life, felt like an intruder upon the ever- lasting peace of the dead. He reopened the door, so that he might have no difficulty in getting out, and then slowly groped his way along the wall to the coffins. Several paces from the door he tripped over a stone on the floor, but re- covered his balance and crept on. His way was suddenly blocked. He had touched nothing, yet he knew that close in front of him was a coffin. He stretched out his hand and felt of the box. Bis suspense became unbearable Quickly raising his dag- ger, he struck with all his might, and then turned to run. A tug from behind stopped him with a jerk. A terror stricken groan es- caped his lips, and he put his remaining strength into one last pull. There came a loud crash, as he staggered forward with a huge weight dragging at his heels. It threw him, and as he fell, he struck his head against the stone floor, and fainted. The next morning, his friends found him still unconscious. Near his feet lay the coffin. When he struck with his dagger, his rain coat had caught between the knife and the box and was pinned securely to it, so that when he turned to go he had dragged the box with him. Robert Jordan, ' 20. SCENES OF THE SOPHOMORE FOOD SALE Come on! It ' s time those Sophs started to sell all that food. Now, what did I do) wjith my pocketbook? Will one of you boys get it for me, please? It ' s in my desk. Oh, no ! never mind ! I ' ll do it myself. Might as well be on the safe side. Well, here it is. Now for the eats ! OO-ee- look at that fudge, will you? Goodness, I ' m hungry! Yes, I ' ll have some of that, and that, and that. Thanks. Oh ! excuse me ! I didn ' t mean to THE CRIMSON AND GRAY bump into you like that. What are you doing anyway? Selling chances on some candy? Well, well, well, guess I ' ll have to take a few, no, you can do the writing. I ' m in a hurry. You know my name. Oh ! did you ever see such cakes? I believe I could eat the whole of that one; how much is it? $1.00 ! Well hum, er-er, do you know I don ' t think I ' d better eat as much ; it isn ' t good for my digestion. Mother wouldn ' t like me to, any- way. I ' ll have one of those cupcakes, please. I ' ll have some of those cookies, and dough- nuts over there, too. Thanks. I ' m begin- ning to feel better. Let me see, — seems as if there was something I should remember — hum-er, oh! yes! Mother wants — ah, my goodness ! What ' s the crowd down there for ? Chances? Well, we ' ll have to go right down. Don ' t push! Can ' t you see you ' re stepping all over my new shine ? Cost ten cents too ! Say, let ' s have a few chances, will you? Oh! haven ' t you eaten up your candy yet? Mine disappeared long ago. Give me a bite, please. That ' s better than mine was ! Gracious, I ' m hot. Let ' s get out of this mob. Well, that ' s better! They seem to be pretty well cleared out up here, don ' t they? Say, that reminds me — Mother wants a cake, and some dough- nuts, and some — What!! all sold out? What will Mother say? She told me to be sure and bring those things home. Oh, well, never mind. Come on, folks. I must get home, and if we stay up here any longer they ' ll ask us to sweep ! Mary L. Cheney. WAR TIME EXPERIENCES By Philip H. LaRochelle, Former Sergeant, Base Hospital 106 (Continued from the February Issue). The first night we spent in England is one to be long remembered. As our place of abode had been almost ruined by the strong wind and rain, it was rather encouraging and amusing in the morning when we woke up and crawled out from our tents, to see all the boys that had met with the same predi- cament as we had. Some were joking at the other fellow ' s misfortune in being hit by a tent pole; and others were making an inventory of their property left, as many things had been washed away by the pouring rain. After having learned that we would re- main at the Best Camp but a few hours, we decided to perform our morning clean-up, making use of the spare moments we had ; for many of the boys had not had the oppor- tunity of using the razor for four or five days and their pride forbade them from waiting any longer. And as we did not know when the next opportunity would come it seemed best to make use of the golden present. After we had had our breakfast, which was not made up of too many dishes, we re- ceived orders to hike through the city of Southampton to the docks, where we were to get on the boat to cross the channel. As we went through Southampton we had a glimpse of a busy port city. It was rather remarkable to notice the absence of men on the streets. Women had replaced all those gone to war; cripples and soldiers from rest camps were most commonly seen on the streets. We saw artillery all the way along our hike to the docks. It seemed, by the talk of the people, that England was sending more artillery to the front than infantry, for freight yards were congested with cars loaded with guns and heavy ammunition. While going to this city, we made several stops for rest. Thus we had an opportunity to buy eats and spend a few shillings. Pro- visions were very expensive from what we could judge, unless the English people took for granted that all the soldiers had brought their bank accounts with them. We arrived at the pier sheds about 2 P. M. and waited till 8 P. M. before getting on the boat. In the meantime we mixed in pretty well with British troops which were to embark for the Italian front. Most of the British soldiers were young men of about eighteen, very jolly and witty. Their language was of a real soldier ' s slang, and their love for the army was of a character which if heard by superior officers would bring upon the sol- dier severe punishment. Nevertheless they had supreme faith that the British had more troops in the war than any other nation. They would say in a sarcastic way, ; What are you bloomin ' Yanks comin ' so late for? We ' ve got those bloody Huns. It ' s all over now. They would not admit how big a factor we had been in this war. I will say that heated arguments followed when such a boast was put up to the right Yank. And the British troops were mighty glad to come in contact with the Americans, as their soldiers were not too well oft financial- ly, and they were able to sell some of their property in exchange for cigarettes and money. For three shillings we could very easily buy a trench knife and those knives were rather useful to us as a kitchen utensil 20 THE CRIMSON AND GRAY in opening cans of bully beef and breaking up hard tack. As we waited, for the boat, we were some- what interested in watching the troop trains pull in. There was a train that reached the docks which attracted our attention. While waiting to cross the channel we were able to find out that troops never crossed the chan- nel in daytime, for fear of air raids and sub- marines. At 8 o ' clock at night we were boarded to the gang plank of the Yale, an American transport carying troops across the channel. It was a small boat with room but for four or six hundred men ; after boarding her very easily could we see that the seating capacity had been exceeded by about a couple of hun- dred. There were more men standing than sitting, and some lying down. It was no boat in which to rest peacefully, for the sol- diers were scattered all over it, some lying on the floors in corridors, hallways and even on clothes racks. Space was so limited that nowhere on the ship could a man find room to stretch comfortably. The Yale was known for its speed. The trip across the channel took us all night, and to add to the pleasure of travelling, it was a rough trip across. Many of the boys were sick and everyone was restless and uncom- fortable. At 3 A. M. we arrived at Havre. It was raining as we had expected. In that kind of weather, Havre looked rather desolate in those early hours of the morning. In the harbor, French destroyers were patrolling the waters of the port. We did not leave the transport till 8 A. M. All the boys had been up since the time we docked, as it was our first view of France, and our curiosity could not keep us from looking out through the port holes. Before getting off the boat we were served with a good breakfast of hard tack and bully beef, the popular British ration and we then proceeded to get our packs hitched on our backs, and marched down the gang plank on to French soil. As we never knew where we were bound for, we merely had to wait for orders, which we received after we had stood in the pour- ing rain for two hours. The officers did not mind the waiting part, but a pack was not known to them. Finally, the top sergeant gave us ' ' squads right and column left through the muddy, busy streets of Havre. Havre looked the typical war town, with the heavy traffic of supplies going to the front. It was an immense supply base; with its vast warehouses loaded with war supplies and munitions anyone could very easily real- ize the huge task that confronted the allies. Trainloads of huge camouflaged guns, muni- tions and war implements of various kinds were constantly going to the front. All the work in the warehouses was done by German prisoners and Chinese coolies. The city and the supply bases were well guarded by French soldiers armed to the teeth. The hike was very long but interesting for us. All along the way we noticed the French army supplies. But what we could not very well understand was the pouring rain. We had hiked for two solid hours, and the rain kept pouring more and more stead- ily. We used our helmets to good advantage, but our packs were getting heavier from the rain. Mud had taken the shine off our hob- nails, b ut we did not mind that, provided they did not spring a leak. After three miles the officers, gave us a rest. It felt like Para- dise to drop our packs and lie on the wet pavement to enjoy a cigarette. The boys were tired, for we had not slept all night, and the hike in mud and rain with a cumbersome pack could not but bring fatigue. We appre- ciated the fifteen minutes rest and we started at a good pace to complete three remaining miles. Along the road, French youngsters walked beside us and begged us for Ameri- can money, cigarettes, and gum. We reached a British rest camp about two o ' clock in the afternoon, a desolate looking camp with camouflaged tents, and barracks surrounded with sandbags, as a protection against air raids. To this rest camp soldiers from the front lines had been sent for a rest and replacement outfits were waiting to leave for the front. We were glad to see American troops there, as we were able to get posted on the conditions of the country. We tried to gain an insight as to what part of the front we might go, because troop trains were leaving daily for the front lines. However, we were given shelter in an un- heated wooden barracks with a leaking roof. Our bunks were of the double decker, checker board variety. The boys called them checker board variety because the bottom was made up of steel strips crossing each other length and crosswise in a checker board form, with air spaces six inches square. A night ' s sleep on these bunks would have caused anyone to realize that checkers may make a deep impression. Despite the discom- fort we considered ourselves lucky to get them. The soldiers who had been there for sometime claimed that we would get used to THE CRIMSON AND GRAY 21 them after a while. Encouraging indeed ! At this rest camp we managed to clean up. The British had charge of the camp. Conse- quently they fed us in British style: mutton, beef stew, and lima beans were on everv day ' s bill of fare; tea included. That camp was the spot on earth where quite a few American soldiers got used to the five o ' clock tea. At five in the afternoon tea was always served with hard tack and jam. The British had several canteens all over the camp. We spent most of our time there mixing with the British soldiers, and drink- ing tea. The first night at the camp we went to our bunks at seven. The following night most of the boys escaped the Marine Guards, jumped on a French train, and went to the city. They had heard so much of the Freuch town that they wanted to see it for them- selves. The next day we received orders to leave. For what point, we did not know, except that we were to hike again a couple miles in mud and rain to a train of French box cars, as familiar to the boys as the ' ' side-door pull- man or quarante hommes ou huit chevaux. In the car I was in, there were thirty-five men with all their paraphernalia. In addi- tion to that, we had three days ' ration of corn, bread, tomatoes and tobacco. We were to use these rations three times a day for three days. With the thirty-five men on the car and the rations there was only stand- ing room. At first we thought there was a mistake in admitting so many men, for con- sidering the trip we were to take, fifteen men would be plenty. But our officers re- minded us that the cars read forty men or eight horses. We were ahead of the game by five men and we were not satisfied. How selfish we were the officers said. The train left Havre at 3 P. M. After travelling several miles we thought that our car had a flat tire, but no ! The springs were arranged so that they couldn ' t be seen or felt. I wonder if they ever had any. Never- theless we had a flat tire feeling for two nights and three days. The country we went through was very beautiful and picturesque. Every bridge we went over was guarded by French soldiers with fixed bayonets. The first city we passed through was Rouen. We thought for a while we would go through Paris, but no such luck ! We came but a few miles from the city, then the train speeded down in a southerly direc- tion. All along the road the people were waving, and cheering, Vive l ' American, — a great contrast with the English people who had such sad faces. The French showed not the same effect of the war as the British people did. . The first night on the train required dili- gence on our part to find out how and where we were to sleep At first, we thought of using our pack as a setee. This plan worked fairly well for a short while ; then sleep got the better of us. Some of the boys used more space than allotted to them and stretched out on the floor using the pack for a pillow. The ingenuity of this plan was rather good for a few. When it came to thirty-five men doing the same thing, it was utterly impos- sible, and out of question, for in doing so, all the floor space in the car was taken up by a few boys. Some were not cautious where they placed their feet, and was impossible to take a step without treading on someone. Quite often a fellow would get up to get a breath of fresh air; then most of the other boys had to get up to avoid being stepped on. It was hard to rest, also on account of the cold damp weather, and there was no doubt that our side-door pullman had all the mod- ern inconveniences. However, we took everything as a joke, and made the best of things. We went through another French city well known to the American soldiers. This was Le Mans, an American camp. There were about thirty thousand men in this camp. From what we could see from the train, we thought they were worse off than we, as the camp was very muddy, and many of the boys had to sleep in pup tents on the .lamp soil. Tours, another large city, was well inhab- ited by American troops. The second night on the train we made a stop at Saumur, a French artillery canter, and a very busy place. It was the first stop we had made since leaving Havre. The boys were rather stiff from remaining in cars for a day and a half, and there was an unanimous feeling that we should jump off in spite of orders forbidding us to do so. This we did. At the stations we could buy all the French goods we wished for. Sandwiches were plen- tiful but at a big price. Many of the boys had to do their shopping in haste as the of- ficers came into the restaurants, to chase us to the box cars. The next morning we arrived at Bordeaux about 7 A. M. At the station we remained three hours, again wondering where we would go from here. (Continued in next issue). CLASS NOTES W.i«- 1920 Miss O ' Keefe : Jordan who sent you down here? Jordan : Nobody, Mr. Goodreau. I. Houde: I think they ought to let me go for half fare. L. Suprenant: If they let you go for half fare, I will have to pay double fare. Mr. Corbin, teaching Chemistry. Jordan replying to Mr. Corbin. Mr. Corbin: Is that a question? Jordan : No, it ' s an answer. Mr. Corbin wants to talk with someone who has travelled farther than Charlton City. Allie Suprenant (speaking of Commercial Law) : How do you take it? B. Law; Once an hour in a half a glass of water. Miss O ' Keefe: LaRochelle, take your own seat. Phil : I am trying to help you out. Miss O ' Keefe: Well, be very careful or I ' ll help you out. Teacher: The girls may go down stairs because the Glee Club is going to practice. Mr. Jordan : O Gee ! When shall we start. Miss Foley (in a recitation) : Look out. (Pause). Teacher looking around) : Who ' s in dan- ger? Miss O ' Keefe: Nolan, don ' t open the win- dows up there, the girls will catch cold. Open them down by Jordan. Mr. Clement (in Latin class) : Does any- one want this passage translated again? Miss Corey raises her hand. Mr. Clement: No one? Then we will go on. Miss O ' Keefe: What is an Enthymeme? Del: Who? Miss O ' Keefe : Delehanty, what is the mat- ter with your tongue? Delehanty showing his tongue and not answering. Miss O ' Keefe: Well, that ' s nice that you can ' t talk. In Cicero class, all the pupils were study- ing their Latin review when the telephone rang. Frances Troy, as Mr. Clement goes out: Thank goodness, so much more time gone. There are meters of gas, There are meters of tone, But the best kind of meter Is to meter alone. F ierce L uck bad U nlooked for guises N othing doue K now nothing A funny old man told this to me I fell in a snowdrift in June said he I went to a ball game out in the sea I saw a jelly fish float up in a tree I found some gum in a cup of tea I stirred my milk with a big brass key I opened my door on my bended knee I beg your pardon for this said he But ' tis true when told as it ought to be ' Tis a puzzle in punctuation you see. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY 1921 Miss Wheelock: In court they make the people — Schuyler West : Swear. G. Kelley ; I have the croup. M. Grimwade: Is it catching? G. Kelley ; No, only babies have it. First bright girl: Florence just loves prunes. Second bright girl : I thought she acted aw- fully pruney. Miss Smith: Give a sentence with viva- cious in it. Miss Brodeur: New York is a very viva- cious and wicked city. Miss Wheelock : Have any of you ever read Dickens? M. McGilvray: What, his life? Miss O ' Keefe: Nolan, look at that floor. Pick it up. 1922 Miss O ' Keefe: What is a chariot? Paul: A Roman dump-cart. Miss O ' Keefe: I walked around in ever-iu G. Kellev : Is to burn down and to burn creasing circles, covering nearly all the up a house the same i ground with my feet. (Some feet). McGilvary (in English) : What is a green grocer ? Nolan (March 17) : Oh, an Irish one. Miss Wheelock: Proverbs as: All ' s well that ends well. Can anyone think of another proverb ? Miss Walker : Love, me, love my dog. They had ' em, too! Mr. Clement: Said Ariovistus to Caesar: When I want anything of you, I will . . . call you up on the telephone! Bea Page (in French class) : The wood-cut- ter stopped; he swallowed his words. Jessie Wesson: Tell me now what time you ' re coming down Saturday night. Barbara Mair : I can ' t talk now, my hands are full of candy. Theckla: All I know about the Periphras tic Conjugation is the name. Connie: Well, I know something else. It ' s terrible. Miss Wheelock : John Bidd told Lorna that she would have plenty of flowers and fruit to eat. Miss Cheney : Pere Loriveau laughed until is ears shook. WANTED IN BOOM 5 A dictionary; the former having been worn out during Miss O ' Keefe ' s illness. Mr. Clement : How old was Cicero, when he delivered this speech, Miss Walker? Miss Walker : Forty years old, right in the prime of his life. Girl : Are you cold ' Boy : No, only one hand is cold. Girl: What makes the other hand so warm ? Miss Eager : That drawing is very poor. Peg Connolly : Well, I ' m not going to be a drawer. AUTO INCIDENTS Signal Stop Took a Chance Fooled the Cop Ambulance. Right of way Engine stall Hear ' em play March from Saul. Riddle — What kind of kid sticks closer than a kid brother when the older sister is entertaining? Answer: A kid glove. The Sophomore Class is continually being disturbed by Miss Wixted ' s manner of walk ing, which greatly resembled that of Mr. Corbin. Won ' t she please wear rubber heels? THE CRIMSON AND GRAY Question: What does f. o. b. mean? Bright answer: Four old birds. Miss Smith : What is the difference be- tween brothers and brethren? Miss Desautels : Brothers mean they are all the same kind and brethren are different kinds. Miss Mack to Mary Welch, who is stand- ing on one foot and then on another: Mary, are you giving an exhibition toe dance? One bright pupil to another : Now you see this per cent represents a hole. (Whole). 1923 Miss O ' Keefe: Give a simple sentence. Clarke : The house is on fire. Miss O ' Keefe : I wish some of you were on fire. Clarke : Bed Potter is. Mr. Clement: What does fugio mean? Blanche : I ' ve forgotten. Mr. Clement: One who flees. Blanche (repeating) : One who has fleas. Miss Crocker: Goodell, I think you had better come back and stay five minutes more. Goodell : You dismissed me once. Miss Crocker : Yes, but I changed my mind. Goodell : I haven ' t changed mine. We were in our canoe which had a sail and it began to flutter. This is by no means the extent of the Fresh- man jokes, but the dear childreu are so shy about appearing before the public. ACCIDENT Miss Louise Clemence of the Freshman Class, gracefully sat in a puddle of water in front of the school some while ago. The only injury sustained was hurt dignity. It is sincerely hoped that she will soon recover. Mr. Goodreau: Lakzinsky, what word do you often see on the cases of tomatoes? Lakzinsky: Pur6e. Mr. Goodreau : What does that mean, or what is it? Lakzinsky: Puree means rotten in French. Therefore, Eotten Tomatoes. Mr. Goodreau : What is hard water ? B. Weatherhead: Ice. Miss Crocker: Cole, explain vour example. Cole : Well .... Miss Crocker: Are vou sure it ' s well ? Miss O ' Keefe: Well, where are the bells today? Tabor: Over the clock SOMETHING NEW Babe Green : I ' ve got a swell story to tell you. I don ' t think I ' ve ever told it to you before. Buntie W. : Is it a very good story ? Babe : Oh yes, a fine one. Buntie (Wearily) : Then you ' ve never told it to me before. ! ! ! LOST ! ! ! In Boom 2. Four perfectly good disposi- tions. Finders please return to The Freshie Four. Local prizes in Army Essay Contest, Feb- ruary 20, 1920 : First. Lawrence Cheney, ' 21 — $5.00 worth goods by G. C. Winter. Second. James Nolan, ' 21 — Fountain Pen by F. X; ' . Proulx Est. Third. Elaine LeClari, P. G.— Perfume Bottle by K, J. Beed. Fourth. Isabel Corey, ' 20— $2.00 worth of goods by H. T. Hyde Co. Fifth. Eleanor Edwards, ' 20— Box of Cho- colates by Xanos Bros. Sixth. Kenneth Bean, ' 20— $1.00 worth of goods, by H. L. Bedard. Seventh. Mary Cheney, ' 22— $1.00 in cash by Goodwin Bros. Eighth. John Whalen, ' 21— $1.00 in cash by Hedgar Laricheliere. Ninth. Allard Paul, ' 22— $1.00 in cash by Stika Co. Tenth. Dorothy Dartt, ' 21— $1.00 in cash by Morris Green. Eleventh. Elizabeth Morse, ' 20 — 25c worth of goods by F. W. Woolworth Co. These essays have been sent to the District Becruiting Station in Springfield, and there entered in the District and National Prize Competition. r BASKETBALL The basketball games this year were well attended, and no small part of the spectators was from the Alumni. When the athletic association sent out season basketball tickets to the graduates of the High School, the ma jority were glad to give their school associa- tion a little help. The athletic association appreciates such spirit, and wishes to thank sincerely all the Alumni who bought tickets. February 22, marked the close of the bas- ketball season. Although pitted against some mighty strong basketball teams during this season, the High School quintet has held its own in most of the games, and made a very creditable showing, winning half of its games. At a meeting of the basketball players held in the Y. M. C. A., James B. McKinstry was unanimously elected captain for the season of 1920-1921. BASEBALL Candidates for the High School team were called out by the Coach, Edmund Goodreau on March 16, and indications point to a very fast nine for the Crimson and Gray. For catcher, Lemmelin, a veteran of three years ' experience will be available, and he will be ably assisted by Paul, a freshman who is proving himself a pretty handy man be hind the bat. The pitching can be taken care of by Lemmelin, should Paul develop in- to a first string backstop. Ryan, who pitched several good games last year, must also be considered. James McKinstry and Paulhus are also out for a job and may prove excel- lent material. At first, Delehanty a veteran of two years ' experience will be back, and is almost a certainty though he should be hard pressed by Paulhus and Spiel- man. At shortstop, Duclos who has played both the outfield and the infield for the past two years should win out, although Green, a freshman, and a newcomer, and McGilvray, are showing up well. The struggle for second base should be hot with Surprenant, Lavallee and James McKinstry trying to outdo one another. At third, Demers who held down that position last year will again be available. Ryan, who has played the outfield for the last two years should again land one of the outfield positions. The other positions should be taken care of by Congdon who played on last year ' s nine and John McKin- stry, Casey, J. Ryan, Ferron, and Tetreault. SCHEDULE Outside April 14. Pomfret. 17. Saturday (open). 21. Brimfield. 28. Spencer. May 7. Putnam (pending). 15. Palmer. 19. Open. 22. Webster. June 2. Killingly pending). 9. Open. 12. Windham. 16 Open. In Soutlibridge April 24. Putnam (pending). May 1. Assumption, Worcester. 4. St. John ' s, Worcester. 12. Killingly. 26. Commercial, Worcester. 29. Spencer. June 5. Palmer. 19. Webster. Failed in History, flunked in Geom. They heard him softly hiss, I ' d like to find the guy who said That ignorance is bliss. ALUMNI NOTES Mr. and Mrs. H. Porter Morse of North Woodstock Road are receiving congratula- tions upon the birth of a daughter, Isabelle Evelyn. Miss Elizabeth Dresser, ' 15 of Boston, is now located at the New England Baptist Hospital in Boston, where she is private sec- retary to the superintendent of the hospital. Everybody was glad to see Sam Clarke when he came home on his vacation from Andover. He was formerly a member of the Class of ' 20. The engagement of Helen Bean to Howard Morse has just been announced. Miss Bean is a member of the class of ' 18. Eloise White has announced her engage- ment to W. Stanley Howes of Brimfield. Miss White is also a member of the class of ' 18. Ardis Baupach, ' 18, who has been training for a year at the Children ' s Hospital is now at Simmons College taking up her work there. Bertha Bishop, ' 18, who started training at a Worcester hospital, has left and is doing nursing in Southbridge. Frederick T. Hunt is going to leave town and expects to go either South or West. He says he prefers outdoor work to indoor. Joseph A. Lariviere, Ph.G., of the Class of ' 13, has recently been appointed by Gov. Cal- vin Coolidge as Notary Public. This is the first appointment granted in this vicinity during Gov. Coolidge ' s new term. Arthur McCrea, ' 17, is now editor of a pol- itical paper in Washington. A clipping from the Hamiltonion: One of the Hamiltonian ' s efficient gum- shoes reports that the electric lights in Olin Jackson ' s house are working overtime, since the new arrival. Also, a shadow is sometimes seen passing to and fro by the window till the early hours. Leo Duclos, ' 18, has gone to Worcester to work at the Norton Grinding Co. ANYTHING ELECTRICAL Furnished and Installed in New or Old Buildings Exide Battery Service New Exide Batteries. All Makes Repaired. J. W. BARNES 125 MAIN STREET PHONE 500 F. A. BOUVIER SHOES - AND - SHOE - REPAIRING 13 MAIN STREET - SOUTHBRIDGE, MASS. Mention the Crimson and Gray When Patronizing Advertisers Advertisements We Carry a Full Line of Sporting Goods E. D. Stone SOUTHBRIDGE, MASS. Alex T. Paquin Dry and Fancy Goods Ladies ' and Men ' s Furnishings. Shoes and Rubbers, Corsets, Underwear, Hosiery and Gloves 113 MAIN STREET SOUTHBRIDGE MASSACHUSETTS White Wyandottes Fishel Strain Breeding Hens, Eggs, Cockerels, Etc. Ask for Prices GILBERT C. CHENEY Tel. 165-R SOUTHBRIDGE Morse Brothers Wholesale and Retail Dealers in Hay - Grain - and - Feed TELEPHONE 469-W Southbridge Massachusetts R. T. REED, Jeweler 113 MAIN STREET WATCHES - SILVERWARE - CHINA WATCH REPAIRING Charles F. Hellner Son Electrical Contractors Phone 64 3 Chapin St. Compliments of HENRY M. DELEHANTY, D. D. S. Mention the Crimson and Gray When Patronizing Advertisers Advertisements FULL LINE OF Spaulding Bros Baseball, Golf and Tennis Supplies Estate G. C. Winter Clemence Company LUMBER DEALERS Manufacturers of DOORS - WINDOWS AND FRAMES - MOULDING AND FINISH Dealers in WALL BOARD AND PREPARED ROOFING WE CARRY A FULL LINE OF Clothing for Men, Women and Children; and Furnishings We are out of the high price district, so we can undersell all competitors. R. Robbins 55 - 57 MECHANIC STREET Telephone Connection Mention the Crimson and Gray When Patronizing Advertisers Advertisements Compliments of GUY L. JOHNSON, D. D. S. J. Willard Bromley Optometrist 27 Main Street, corner Coombs Street Southbridge, Mass. Globe Department Store George W. Laughnane, Prop. BOOTS, SHOES, GENTS ' FURNISHINGS, ETC. Telephone 333-M Corner Main and Mill Street Joseph H. Desrosier — Dealer In — Groceries and Meats 541 2 Mechanic St. Tel. 162-M Southbridge Coal Co. W. M. EDWARDS, MGR. Plenty of All Kinds of Coal and Wood YARD: RAILROAD AVENUE OFFICE: OS MAIN STREET J. Lippe Meats and Groceries 72 Mechanic St. Tel. 145-X Compliments of Globe Pharmacy Soda - and - Drags Globe Village Telephone Mention the Crimson and Gray When Patronizing Advertisers Advertisements Automobile Tires and Accessories Vulcanizing Motor Equipment Co. Joseph V. Flood Telephone Connection 5 CHAPIN STREET Southbridge Domestic Engineering Co. F. J. Shaw PLUMBING AND STEAM HEATING 44 ELM STREET Estimates Cheerfully Given Telephones 401-R — 401-W Our Large Stock of Refrigerators Enables Low Prices J. J. Delehanty Co. RANGES FURNITURE WEST MAIN STREET Wald Dowd Y. M. C. A. BUILDING WATCHES - DIAMONDS - OPTICAL GOODS CLOCKS - SILVERWARE CUT GLASS Knights 9 Garage REAR - 148 MAIN Immediate Delivery on New and Used Fords Expert Mechanics at Your Service Telephone 10 Mention the Crimson and Gray When Patronizing Advertisers Advertisements F. X. Proulx Est. BOYS, NOW HERE ' S YOUR CHANCE TO GET BASEBALL GOODS AT THE OLD PRICES Everything in Mitts and Balls of All Makes 93 MAIN STREET Next to Blanchard ' s Theatre Compliments of Morris H. Marcy INSURANCE Main Street Southbridge, Mass. The Store of Quality, Service, Cleanliness Gendreau ' s Market Tels. 361—360 Main Street Pastime Bowling Alleys A. L. Parent Open From 9.30 A. M. to 12 P. M. CENTRAL STREET E. G. Walker Dealer In ROUGH AND MANUFACTURED LUMBER BOXES AND SHINGLES Phone 445-W FOOT OF CROSS STREET Mention the Crimson and Gray When Patronizing Advertisers Advertisements W. P. ha Rochelle Fine Groceries, Cigars, Fruit and Candy Standard Gasoline, 32c per Gallon Polarine Cylinder Oil, 55c per Gallon 43 WORCESTER STREET Telephone 159-Y Clothiers to the Entire Family 1920 SPRING SHOWING Our first showing in our New Home will prove the rare originality and newness of our quality. A gathering of Sample Garments, also Millinery. Ladies ' and Misses ' Suits, Dresses for all occasions. Coats for after- noon and semi-dress wear. Elegant reproductions of the largest imports. Beautiful models designed and moderately priced. SATISFACTION GUARANTEED Agents for Hart, Schaffner Marx Gent ' s Clothing Also Emerson Shoes GOODWIN BROS. GOODWIN BLOCK 118 - 120 MAIN STREET Worcester St Garage ACCESSORIES AUTO REPAIRING TELEPHONE 484-W SOUTHBRIDGE Mention the Crimson and Gray When Patronizing Advertisers Compliments of White ' s Cut Price Market Visit a Real Up-to-Date Store Telephone 98 Southbridjfe National Bank Capita! Surplus Deposit! Total R D00.00 284.000.00 1,713.000.00 ! . ; iioo.OO Security - St Oin ! oxes Will Protect Them Southbridge National Bank if : 1 INDIVIDUALITY T THE POSITION AMERICAN OPTICAL COMPANY 9 i i THE CRIMSON and GRAY Mary E. Wells High School Volume 3 Commencement Number Number 4 - HAMILTON WOOLEN COMPANY (Incorporated 1831) MANUFACTURERS OF Women 7 s Dry Goods and All-Worsted Serges From The Raw Material to The Finished Fabric WE RECOMMEND AND APPLY BARRETT ' S SPECIFICATION ROOFING Joseph Proulx, Pres. A. E. Proulx, Treas. and Gen. Mgr. R. M. Proulx, Sec. Southbridge Roofing Co. OFFICE AND SHOP: HARTWELL STREET TELEPHONE 411 Roofings of Asbestos, Canvas, Copper, Gravel, Iron, Slate, Tin, Tile. All Kinds of Metal and Architectural Work, Cornice, Eave Troughs, Conductors, Skylights, Metal Ceilings, Metal Laths, Ventilating and Indirect Heating of Every Description, Blowers and Exhausters Installed. Builders of Heavy Tanks and Smokestacks, Acetylene Welding. O ' Shaughnessey ' s Market Modern, Clean, Pure Food Market Nothing but the freshest, highest grade of meat at the most Reasonable Frices are handled in this market. Try Us and Find Out for Yourself 96 HAMILTON ST. Telephone 8 1922 Teacher — Tell us all you know about Westminster Abbey. Miss Pratt — It ' s a graveyard. Knight ' s Garage REAR - 143 MAIN STREET Immediate Delivery on New and Used Fords Expert Mechanics at Your Service Telephone 10 Alex J. Paquin Dry and Fancy Goods jadies ' and Men ' s Furnishings Shoes and Rubbers, Corsets Underwear, Hosiery and Gloves 113 MAIN STREET SOUTHBRIDGE Compliments of The Quality Shop A Full Line of Men ' s Furnishings PHELPS BUILDING Main Street Thank You Clemence Company LUMBER DEALERS MANUFACTURERS OF Doors, Windows and Frames Mouldings and Finish DEALERS IN Wall Board and Prepared Roofing R. M. BURN HAM TELEPHONE 138 E. M. Phillips Son Prompt and Careful Service on All Forms of Insurance SOUTHBRIDGE MASSACHUSETTS Teacher — ' ' Did you ever write a friendly letter? LePain — No, I always send postal cards. G. Gregoire First Class Repairing on Boots and Shoes Men ' s, Women ' s and Children ' s Shoes Goodrich Tiros and Accessories 7 HAMILTON STREET Tel. 215-W y. M. C. A. Y. M. C. A. A Home For All Reading Room - Dormitories - Pool Billiards - Gymnasium - Shower Baths Bowling - Social Star Course KIDS IN THE GYM SOUTHBRIDGE YOUNG MEN ' S CHRISTIAN ASSOCIATION Y. M. C. A. Y. M. C. A. The Crimson and Gray Published Quarterly by the Students of the Mary E. Wells High School, Soutiibridge, Mass. Editor-in-Chief JAMBS NOLAN, ' 21 Assistant Editor DOROTHY DARTT, ' 21 Alumni Editor CONSTANCE GRANT, ' 22 Exchange Editor THECLA FITZGERALD, ' 22 Art Editor MARY CHENEY, ' 22 Social Editor DOROTHY CLAFLIN, ' 21 Sporting Editor MAURICE McGILVRAY, ' 21 Business Manager SCHUYLER WEST, ' 21 Advertising Manager LOUIS LEPAIN, ' 22 Assistant Advertising Manager .... WILLIAM GREEN, ' 23 MARJORIE O ' HARA, ' 21 1 MURIEL GRIMWADE, ' 21 JWILLIAM LAVALLEE, ' 21 Associate Editors BEATRICE PAGE, ' 22 RUTH McMASTER, ' 22 LAWRENCE CLARKE, ' 23 (MARJORIE HARRIS, ' 23 Volume III. JUNE, 1920. Number 4. Contents EDITORIALS .... 7 LITERATURE: EXCHANGES .... 8 History of the Class of 1920 . 14 PICK-UPS 10 Prophecy of the Class of 1920 16 LITERATURE: Graduation Essays . . . The Pilgrim Mother . . 12 War-Time Experiences . 17 22 The Voyage of the Mayflower . 12 CLASg NQTBg .... Salutatory . . . . 13 28 Valedictory .... 14 ATHLETICS .... 30 Msaesgg €sga€! ' eses€ i-E3srai€3 ' EEEi-!SE m Wm ™ ' - m fM jc 1 EmQ Qmam Vidbaf Qa 53C9E5S3G3G3 BGB 5fi3€BG3E355 , 5B , E3S3 EDITORIALS It is with deep regret that the high school has learned that Miss de Sloovere, head of the Commercial Department, has accepted a position in Webster, her home town, for next year. We have always appreciated her ef- forts, and though we are glad to see her ad- vance professionally, we are very sorry to lose her. Under her supervision the busy Commercial Department has grown from a small factor to a very important one in our school life. This year, through her efforts the Senior pupils have had practical business training in the various offices of the town. Miss de Sloovere organized the Commercial Department, and for the last three years has conducted the course most successfully. Es- pecially does The Crimson and Gray wish to thank her for her help in printing the sub- ject matter to be sent to the publisher ' s. We all wish Miss de Sloovere The best of luck and happiness in her future work. Our Athletic Association contributed a very pleasant evening to our social calendar on May tenth, when Miss Grace Sage of Bos- ton read The Country Cousin. Mr. Cle- ment conducted the entertainment for the Athletic Association, and was very pleased with the results both socially and financially. The Glee Club aud the Marcy Street Orches- tra gave several musical numbers and helped to make the evening a most pleasant one for everybody. On Thursday, April fifteenth, the Chemis- try Class, under the supervision of the in- structor, Edmund J. Goodreau, went to the Hamilton Woolen Plant, where the members were allowed to examine and inspect the different operations which the cotton and woolen cloth underwent in the process of manufacture. Both the foreman, and the chemist of the plant, Mr. Karl Hager, did everything possible to make the visit inter- esting and instructive to the class. The pu- pils certainly gained the impression that chemistry was a practical study, and one from which a great deal of valuable know- ledge could be gained. The first process the pupils saw was the cloth as it came into the dye room, where it was shrunk. The next step was the bleachery where the cloth was bleached, and then sent to the finishing room. A feature of the trip was the splendid manner in which Mr. Hager explained the processes. The pupils were only beginners; and Mr. Hager endeavored at all times to bring the theoretical part in contact with the practical. The class was most appreciative of the kindness of Mr. Benjamin Armstrong, whose courtesy made the trip possible. Did the teachers miss their Seniors, May 17th? We rather think they did, for lo and behold, instead of finding the solemn-faced Senior girls sitting quietly in their places, our teachers looked upon a band of mis- chievous, chattering misses, with hair hang- ing down their backs and a large bow perched on the top of their heads. After school the little girls were amused by Mr. Goodreau. He simply took their picture. Was the Crimson and Gray dance a suc- cess? It certainly was. The committees all worked hard and when the night of April sixteenth came the hall was most artistically decorated and the tickets were well sold. The matrons for the evening were: Mrs. P. W. Corbin, Mrs. Corey, Mrs. Harris and Mrs. Morse. Crosby ' s Orchestra furnished the and Gray were sold. The entire evening was a success both socially and financially. The decorating committee consisted of Mary Cheney, Chairman, Beatrice Page, Elizabeth Morse, Lorenzo Lemnielin, James Nolan and Philip La Rochelle. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY MEMORIAL DAY PROGRAMME MAY 28, 1020—1.00 P. M. Assembly .... Star Spangled Banner . Call to Colors . Flag Salute . Memorial Day Recitation Gettysburg Address . The Blue aud the Gray . Taps Tu Memory of Our Dead Song Sergt. Qirard School Chorus . Bergt. Girard . School . Isabel Core James Nolan Marion L. Bern . Segt. Girard Robert Jordan . Ninth Grade rant The Bivouac of the Dead Constant Memorial Day of 1020 Sergt. Philip La Rochelle The Flag of the Free . Thecla Fitzgerald Memorial Day Bern arks Mr. George W. Corey America . ... . . School Chorus Retreat Sergt. Girard GRADUATION CLASS 1920 President . . Vice-Presiden ' j Secretary . . Treasurer . . Philip La Rochelle . . Thomas Welch . . . Isabel Corey . . Frances Nolan Members of Class Kenneth Bean William Delehanty Eleanor Edwards Robert Jordan Lorenzo Lemmelin Morton Lord Dorothy Law Ruth Mansfield Elizabeth Morse Louise Rowley Aner Sherman Aloysius Suprenant Frances Troy Thomas Walsh Philip Monahan Alphonse Giroux William Ryan Andrew Paulhus Romeo Duclos Ruth Jarrett Irene Houde Marian Walsh Miriam Davis Edith Clin Bertha Law Lauretta Suprenault EXCHANGES We have received since April: Taconic, Williamstown, Mass. Orange and Black. Middletown, Conn. Massachusetts Collegian. Amherst, Mass., College. Gleaner, Pawtueket. R. 1. Trinity Chap Book, Hartford, Conn., Trinity College. Index, Worcester, Mass. Dial, Brattleboro, Vt. Bed and Gray, Lynn, Mass. Senior, Westerly, R. I. Tripod, Hartford, Conn. Philomath, Franiingham, Mass. Tech News, Worcester, Mass. The Gazete, Lynn, Mass. The Review, Lowell, Mass. Bates Student Magazine, Lewiston, Me. The Ansel mian. Manchester, N. H. Drury Academe, North Adams, Mass. The Palmer. Palmer, Mass. The News, East Orange, N. J. The Academy Journal, Norwich, Conn. As Others See Us— Yon have a tine set of stories and jokes for entertaining, from -Philomath, Framing- ham, Mass. The story Nothing Venture, Nothing- Have, was mentioned by the Academy Jour- nal, Norwich, Conn. An Epithet from there was Carefully Clever. Your magazine is just scrumptious, from The Palmer, Palmer, Mass. J, 3 1 x V r ' ; ; - ae ' PICK UPE Edited hij Thecla Fitzgerald This puzzle iu nationality has the marines guessing. Louis C. Minette, accepted for en- listment in the United States Marine Corps at Tulsa, Oklahoma, said that his mother was an American who married a Frenchman iu Italy. He was born on a ship flying the Span- ish colors while lying iu the English Chan- nel. At the age of five his parents died in Sweden, and he was adopted by a German who brought him to the United States. His adopted father is not a naturalized citizen. Would you class him as ' the man without a country ' ? the recruiting sergeant was ask- ed. Man without a country nothing, said the sergeant, I ' d class him as a League of Nations. of motor cars offered for sale to British mo- torists. Of these only 75 are of British ma- nufacture, the rest being American, Belgian, French, Dutch and Italian. The Polish alphabet contains 45 letters About tbe cheapest thing in the world is Happiness, but lots of rich people cau ' t buy it. The boundary line between the United States and Canada is 3000 miles long, 1000 miles by land and 1400 through water. There are no less than 174 different makes There are in United States and Canai 211 builders of steel ships, 001 builders wooden ships, 40 builders of composite shi and 66 plants engaged in concrete ship co struction. The War Department says that during the war there were in use about 40,000 motor- cycles of various makes. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY The United States Geological Survey says that a compass should be changed about one degree every 20 yeais. This change is neces- aiy as the magnetic pole toward which the needle of a compass points, and the North Pole are not the same. The magnetic pole shifts and therefore the change must be made in the compass to make up for the shift of the magnetic pole. Smile awhile, and while you smile, another smiles, And soon there ' s miles and miles of smiles, and life ' s worth while, Because you smiled. Home, Sweet Home became popular when it was put into an opera called Clari the Maid of Milan, in 1842. Ellen Tree was the prima donna. The largest clock in this country, and prob- ably in the world, is that of a manufacturer of toilet articles at Jersey City, N. J. The dial of this clock is 38 feet across, having an area of 1134 square feet. The minute hand is 20 feet in length, and its tip end travels 24 inches every minute and over one-half mile a day. The Simplon tunnel through the Alps be- tween Brig and Isella is the longest tunnel, being 12i o miles in length. This tunnel was begun in 1898, and completed in 1906. SNAILS AID AVIATOR For some reason, as yet unknown, a snail always crawls to the highest part of an in- clined plane. A French aviator, having learned this fact, placed on the upper plane of his airplane nearly ninety pounds of snails; sixty pounds being of a very large variety, while thirty pounds were of a smaller and faster moving kind. It is reported that after lising to a height of 1500 feet he was able to take his hands off of the controls for the remainder of the flight which lasted two hours. The snails moved together iu a mass toward the upper part and maintained the equilibrium whenever the plane dipped side- ways or longitudinally. American automotive engineers are cred- ited with most of the improvements in high speed engines of the past six years. A historian has written : The ten clergy- men (number later increased to 11) who were the founders and first trustees of Yale college were graduates of Harvard. ' The difference between the optimist, the pessimist is droll. The optimist sees the doughnut. The pessimist sees the hole. The Hartford home of Samuel L. Clemens (Mark Twain), where Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn, were written, was sold in December. The house was built by Mr. Clemens in 1S70 and until a few months ago was used as a private school. It is not known to what use the new owners will put it. Because of bad grammar, President Wil- son vetoed a bill to make the interstate trans- portation of immoral motion picture films a felony. The Presideut in his veto message said the transposition of a phrase in the bill made it ambiguous. The House on receiving the veto message conducted an investigation and found that an enrolling clerk had trans- posed the phrase. ' Keep your face always turned toward the sunshine, And the shadows will fall behind you. — Whitman. MYSTEgr LITERATURE W-l-RVftH The following essays were the ones award- ed first prizes, of five dollars each, in the Pilgrim Contest, conducted by the South- bridge Women ' s Club. The high school re- ceived the idea very enthusiastically and thank the club for its interest in the school. THE PILGRIM MOTHER If, in praising your family, a person made no mention of your mother, wouldn ' t you feel indignant? In the same way, if the Pilgrims of 1620 could read some of the 1920 literature regarding them, they too would feel indig- nant, and think that the mothers were not being taken into consideration to the full extent of their worth. We hear supreme compliments paid to the Pilgrims, but when we think of the Pilgrims, most of us have, in our minds, pictures of those strong and sturdy men building cabins, harvesting crops or protect- ing themselves and their families from any hostile Indians that might be near. We hear many stories anent the Pilgrim children, but — it seems to me — that of the Pilgrim mothers we hear and think compara- tively little. And the Pilgrim mothers were exactly as important as anyone else, for their opin- ions and desires undoubtedly had a vast in- fluence on the life of the iittle Colony of Plymouth. There are many attributive adjectives which are applicable to the Pilgrim mothers. In the first place, they were brave, or they would never have been willing to leave Eng- land for an utterly strange land. They were cheerful. They made the best of things and inspired the people around them with cheer. They realized that sorrow and discontent would make the Colony of Ply- mouth a miserable failure. So, by means of their cheerfulness, the maintenance of the colony was upheld. When the Mayflower was ready to return to England for the second time, many women were given the privilege of going back to that quiet country which they had left. Their refusals depicted perseverance, loyalty, and bravery. Above all, the Pilgrim mothers were rev- erent. They left their own country in order to worship Cod as they fell that they should. They persevered under hardships and dan- gers for the sake of a free religion. The mastodoniau proportion of the in- fluence which the Pilgrim mothers had on our history and even on that of the world can never be over-estimated. I sal) el Corey, ' .20. VOYAGE OF THE MAYFLOWER In August, the year 1620, the ship May- flower, very tiny compared to our modern vessels, left England. Its passengers were called Pilgrims. They were leaving their own dwellings for the unkonwn land, America; they were leav- ing England, their home, for they objected to ceremonies used in the Church of Eng- land, and, in spite of their objections were not allowed to worship as their conscience directed. When this band, seeking religious free- dom, obtained permission from the London Company to settle on its land, the May- flower set sail. It was accompanied by the Speedwell from Delft Haven, Holland. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY The ' ' Speedwell was also filled with Pil- grims who had left England for Holland to continue in their religious worship as they thought best. In Holland a dark cloud of fear hung over them ; it was the thought that their children would forget their native tongue, the English, and become Dutch. In every man ' s heart the love of his own coun- try is strong. Finally they determined to start for America. But the Speedwell proved unseaworthy, so both ships returned to the port of Plymouth. Some of the pas- sengers were transferred to the Mayflower, others remained in England. On September 6, 1020, just three hundred years ago, the Mayflower set sail again, with forty-one passengers, their families, and fifteen male servants. Altogether there were one hundred and two passengers. The Mayflower was a queer looking ship. She had a three-decked stern, high forecastle, and stumpy masts. The main deck after-house was divided into tiny cab- ins for the women, and in the deck-house above were the officers ' quarters. Between decks were the cabins aud bunks for the meu and boys. The ' deck-space, ' or middle of the ship, was so low that the waves frequently washed off articles left there. Think of the courage of that band of Pil- grims! Who today would attempt to cross the Atlantic in such a craft? Today peo- ple dislike to leave the comforts of home for Europe, yet, three hundred years ago, the Pilgrims bravely undertook a voyage for a place which was a thousand times less at- tractive, in the sense of comfort, than Europe is today. That was a rough, hard voyage. It took the Mayflower sixty-three days to make the trip. Compare the length of time the Mayflower took with that of our vessels, which cross the ocean in less than a week. There was a death and a birth on the May- flower, so the number of Pilgrims was the same at the end as at the beginning of the voyage. It was a cold, bleak day when the Pil- grims anchored. All were gathered on the deck gazing eagerly at the new place which was to be their home. There were a few sor- rowful faces, for many had left dear friends in England, but, in each person a heart beat full of high resolve and courage. Before they landed, all the men collected in the Mayflower cabin. There in turn each gravely signed his name to the May- flower Compact. In this they pledged themselves to honor their country, king and religion. By this compact the first politic body was organized. When one reflects, it is wonderful that the Pilgrims came to America and were the foundation of our country; our America, which today stands for the highest in indus- tries, social life, and culture. —Thecla Fitzgerald, ' 22. SALUTATORY In behalf of the Class of 1920, I welcome you. I welcome you to our Commencement, the beginning of our broader life, the at- tainment of the goal which we have seen be- fore us during the four years of our high school career. The goal seemed very bright and shining in our Freshman year, but as we have approached it, it has lost some of its glamour. As Freshmen, with glowing- eyes, we watched the Commencement Exer- cises of the Seniors, and we thought long- ingly of the time when we would be sitting in their places. As Sophomores, we still were elated at the thoughts of graduation. But, at the beginning of our Junior year, we wondered if, after all, we were so very anxious to be thru high school. Still, each time we attended Commencement, we ex- perienced the same thrill as we thought of the day when we would be the class ou the platform. Now, however, we are experienc- ing a different feeling. We are filled with conflicting emotions! We want to go, and yet we want to stay. Since this is the last time that we, as a class, will be here, it is fitting that we should look back over the road we have travelled for four years, and think what that journey has meant to us. . In the first place, it would have been im- possible for some of us to start on that jour- ney, had not our parents been willing to make sacrifices and deprive themselves in order that we might profit by a high school education. At times the road seemed steep and hard, but there were always guides to help us. There were teachers, ever willing to assist us in our difficulties. Probably we have not always seemed grateful. Probably we ivere not always grateful. But if we did not re- alize then, at least we realize now that what- ever was done, was done for our welfare. For this, we thank the members of the School Committee and the Faculty. We appreciate what high school life has done for us; and we feel that the successes and failures which we have experienced 14 THE CRIMSON AND GRAY therein, have strengthened our characters for what is to come. Our high school course is over. As we stand on the threshold of the great, dim, mysterious future, with divers paths lead- ing to success, we resolve to so conduct our- selves that always the Mary E. Wells High School shall have cause to be proud of us. — Isabel Corey. VALEDICTORY Tonight is our graduation night, aud though for us it is commencement, the com- mencement of a new and vastly different life, the thought that is uppermost with us now, the thought that fills us with sadness is that we must say good-bye; that we must loose the ties that have bound us together during our high school course. Our school years have been very happj ' ones. What they may mean to us in the fu- ture, we do not, perhaps cannot, now realize. Yet we do know that at the present time, the individual who is educated is the individual who is in demand. In our modern world of business and industry ; of invention and fine art, the man who is mentally fit, is the man who can adapt himself best to changing con- ditions of time. To the townspeople of Southbridge, we are most grateful for the educational opportunities that they have given to us, and tonight we want to thank them through their representatives, our su- perintendent, Mr. Corbin, aud our school board. For your kindly interest in us, and for your encouragement we ask you to be- lieve that we are truly grateful and ap- preciative. To Mr. Clement, and our Faculty, who have had our interest at heart, we express our sincere appreciation. Tonight more than at other times, we realize how well you have discharged the responsibilities of your po- sition. To us you have given ideals, which we will try to follow. Besides being our teachers we know that you are our friends, for we have come to know each other very well, and we find it very hard to say good- bye. Our high school days are over, but to those who take our places, we wish all the happi- ness and joys that have been ours. Under- graduates, the Class of 1920 bids you good- live, witli all the regret that comes in part- ing from close friends. May your future hold only happiness and prosperity. Classmates: Tonight marks the close of our high school days. We stand at the end of the old road about to turn to the new. The new road is untried, therefore uncer- tain. The old one has proved to be a well beaten thoroughfare with many paths, where the path of friendship is most dear. Tonight we realize that the close associa- tions of the last four years must necessarily end, yet in our hearts may we keep ever the memories of the Mary E. Wells High School. May our future hopes, our future ambitions, our future lives be symbolic of our class motto to be rather than to seem to be. May the interests of our Alma Mater be ever dear to us, and as we say farewell to her tonight, let each of us resolve that in the future years the lessons she has taught will be the basis of our lives. — Dorothy Laic HISTORY OF THE CLASS OF 1920 The annals of the Class of 1920 for the past four years are about to be reco rded in the pages of history. It is obvious to the world at large, why we should be considered as an important factor in the development of the history of any nation. First and foremost, we were the last high school class who en- joyed the environs of the Town Hall on Elm Street. Ours were the last baby feet to pat- ter through the Main Room. No longer do those hallowed halls re-echo the lisp of our Freshman prattle. Who of us can forget our Freshman year? Miss Crocker took care of us and we have proved the theory that sur- vival belongs to the fittest. Nor have we for- gotten that place of refuge, Miss Nute ' s room. As we crossed her threshold, we experienced that sensation of peace and restfuluess that comes only to the truly relaxed. During that first memorable xeav of our high school life, we encountered Mr. Corbin. Some of us were less disconcerted than others by his leading questions. Even in those early days, one of our adventurous number, Margaret Ellison, in response to his casual question, Well — do you expect to have any supper tonight? nonchalantly an- swered, That ' s what I generally have at night! But Margaret was an exception to our number. The majority preferred to take refuge in silence. Our class, like so many others, has its ro- mance. Some of us, no doubt, remember the pie-historic Trainor. who tried to make inva- sion to the feminine hearts of the Class of 1920. We were with Mr. Bosworth. our princi- THE CRIMSON AND GRAY pal, for only a few months, but during that time we learned to love and respect him, and we were sorry to have him leave. After his depar ture, we had a variety of Latin teachers, and of this variety, the one most firmly established in our minds was Mr. Salmon, who wore glasses and navy blue spats. The only fault found Math his name was that fact that salmon is a favorite fisb, and we began to wonder if the name was ap- ropos. The days sped by, and with the Spring, began a course in botany with Miss Magoon. Some parts of this course were extremely in- teresting. For instance, one day Miss Ma- goon asked a Freshman girl to dig a hole in the earth, and then to put the dirt back. When the teacher asked why all the dirt wouldn ' t go back, the answer was, Oh dear, I didn ' t dig the hole deep enough. The lab. was an interesting place, contain- ing interesting people. It was the class-room of the well-known Mr. Smart, who had a nation-wide reputation for his remarkable ability as a pencil-sharpener. Before we realized it, our Freshman year was over, and we were Sophomores, at the new building. It was almost like being Freshman all over again, to go hunting around for the right class-rooms. At first, it was all very strange, but we soon began to feel more at home. We had Miss JSfute in our home-room, and I ' m afraid we derived more pleasure from the combination than she did. There were girls who liked parties; there were boys who liked girls, and there was the reference room! But there was also a prin- cipal. So that combination was not wholly satisfactory either. Mr. Macklin was the principal, and things went along well. He was, however, known to get very angry when some of my well be- haved class-mates exasperated one teacher to such an extent that she shed many tears. Need I add that the teacher was not MSss Crocker ? We were a very proud class to be able to have, in the window of Room 5, a service flag containing one star which represented Phil La Rochelle. This same year, our Commercial Depart- ment started and has had a nourishing life under Miss de Sloovere, yet some of us, less fortunate than others, can recall some stir- ring times in the Commercial Rooms.. Al- though we invariably came out second best, as a class, we cherish no grudge. In June, our first year at the new building ended, and we left for the Summer, still won- dering why there were drinking fountains on the second floor. As Juniors, we were both happy and sad. We had been at school but one month of the Fall term, when the influenza epidemic be- came so alarming that all schools were closed. Many of us failed to realize just how serious conditions were until our own friends be- came victims. When Elsie Bromley, one of our class-mates, died of the disease, we began to understand the situation more clearly. That same Fall we had a new principal, Mr. Clement. After our long absence from school many changes took place. Miss Nute left. Miss O ' Keefe came. The Orimison and Gray, with Marjorie Beau as its editor — was issued, and proved to be a huge success. Girls ' bowling teams were formed — and — I hate to boast about myself, but I was won- derful ! I think my highest string was 63. In April there was the first, and from all prospects, the last Junior dance. Soon after that, came the Minstrel Show which demanded many rehearsals, with and without the director — (mostly without). As a class, we were surely prosperous;. We gave the Senior Reception — and instantly be- came famous by being the first class to make money on it. O ' n graduation day, Phil La Rochelle ar- rived from France. We have been unable to discover whether Elm Street reminded him of Paris, or whether Elizabeth M ' orse looked like a Parisian belle, but his greeting was de- cidedly French. Grave and reverend Seniors, we returned in September and we found numerous changes. First, we bade a sad farewell to the Industrials who departed to the Vocational School. With Mr. Goodreau presiding in Room 4), order was strictly preserved. Military disci- pline did it. In the vacant rooms down stairs, primary grades were installed. They say that the fifth-grade teacher found William Whalen wandering around the hall, and mistaking him for one of her lost sheep, kept him after school. In the Winter, under Miss Earle ' s direc- tion, the Glee Club gave a Minstrel Show which completely outshone all past attempts. During our Senior Year, we — as a whole — have tried to conduct ourselves as Seniors should. Of course, I exclude from this gen- eral statement, our President and our Base- THE CRIMSON AND GRAY ball Manager, who became enticed by the wiles of our Freshmen, and joined a small and select society, commonly known as Our. Our High School days have been happy ones, and leave us with happy memories. We are satisfied that our worthy lives may be set down as precedents and examples that future classes may follow. We have been no ordinary class. I say this with no self-con- scious pride, but with a full realization that the best in us has ever been predominant. Isabel Corey, ' 20. PROPHECY OF THE CLASS OF 1920 Hurrah ! School ' s over, and we are off for the lake. What lake? Why Webster lake of course! And yet, though 1 loudly chanted my happiness at the prospect of the lively houseparty I was. about to enjoy, my heart was slowly but surely becoming depressed with an overwhelming wave of homesickness. Blacker, and blacker became the wave, and slowly but surely I was sinking under it. In desperation I seized my bag, which I had not yet unpacked, and in a frenzy I rushed to the station to catch the return train home. In an incredibly short space of time, breathless, but happy, I was sitting in the train, clutching my fifty-five cents, carfare. I was tired, but suddenly I lost all sense of weariness, as I saw the enchanting sign, Carfare to New York, One Dollar. I gasped. Here was my chance to see New York, for if I ever had an ambition it was to strut along Broadway, with all the noncha- lance of an experienced New Yorker. Just below the sign was a notice, Put in One Dollar, and Press the Button. I pressed that button with all the energy I possessed, and out shot a little pasteboard ticket. I gazed spellbound at the magic words. New York, July first, 1935. While I was trying to puzzle out the date the train quickly filled with passengers, and almost immediately the conductor shouted All Aboard. The train started, and the next minute an Amazon about six feet tall with broad shoulders, and a commanding air, puffed down the aisle and sat beside me. She looked at me in a very business-like manner; then opened a shorthand book. I stared at her in wonder, for she did look familiar and suddenly I recognized her. Irene Houde had grown up, and great was the growth thereof. In another minute we were chatting away, and I learned that Irene was returning to New York from a visit to Fiskdale. She ha d been spending the week with Frances Nolan, who like Irene, was teaching young hopefuls the delights of a commercial course. The train stopped at a place that I surely thought must be the Arabian desert, so deserted it was, but the lonely landscape was enlivened by one figure, for Aner Sherman was picking a new kind of potatoe which as a result of his experimenting, he had finally induced to grow on an apple tree. Irene told me that Aner, and Kenneth Bean, who was a mem- ber of Congress, were devoting their energies to establishing a cabaret in Podunk. Finally the train reached Grand Central Station, and Irene and I went to the Information Office. Irene told me that there we would find the great silent woman of New York. I was a little curious to see this prodigy, and yoir can imagine my surprise as I gazed up- on Louise Kowley, who with green bow- rimmed glasses, was dispensing her know- ledge most graciously. She told me that Morton Lord was playing the role of skeleton in Barnum and Bailey ' s Circus, and his valet de cliambre was the agile Andrew Paulhus. After we left Louise we went to explore the city. Irene took me to the object of greatest interest in town, the tallest build- ing in the known world, designed by Bill Delehanty, who with Kobert Jordan, a civil engineer, and Thomas Patrick Walsh, ex- mayor of Charlton, were the three best known figures on Broadway. On Fifth Avenue, we saw a sign The Birth, and lo and behold, we were gazing on the most select toggery shop of New York, conducted by Birth Mans- field. Buth gave me some information about my old pals. Bertha Law, she said was now a meek, calm nurse, aiding suffering human- ity by her efforts. She was then working with Bessie Shearer and both girls were de- voted to their work. As we meandered down the Avenue, we met Alphonse Giroux, who was draftsman in the first national bank, opening and shutting windows. Alphonse ' s face was terribly swollen, and the tears were running from his eyes, as he clasped both hands to his face. We dried his tears, and Irene insisted that we take him to the dentist, for she knew an eminent one, Phil La Ro- clrelle. Accordingly we sought out Phil ' s of- fice. Dignified and forbidding looking with his Van Dyke beard, he greeted us witli his most professional air. He gave Alphonse some baby cordial, and in a thrice had ex- tracted the offending tooth, then we had a regular class reunion. Phil told us that Eliz- abeth Morse was happily married, and that every week she brought her daughter Lemnre- THE CRIMSON AND GRAY 17 line to New York to take esthetic dancing les- sons from Marion Walsh, the modern Mary- lin Miller of the New York stage. I learned to my surprise that Knth Jarrett was con- ducting a day nursery in Springfield, and that Edith Olin was a buyer in one of the large department stores in Bridgeport. Irene and I left Alphonse and Phil to visit Isabel Corey who was society reporter for the New York Times. Isabel was leading a very busy life, and had an apartment with Dot Law, who was secretary to the editor of the Times. Tsabel had just returned from the home of Miriam Davis, who was the leading figure in New York society. Isabel told me that Laurette Suprenant was conducting a column Advice to the Lovelorn, in the Times. As Isabel was busy we were obliged to leave her, so we returned to Irene ' s apart- ment. There I found a newspaper and on the front page the headlines Bernard Aloy- sius Suprenant, United States District At- torney. Irene told me that Ally was a bril- liant statesman, with an avocation for the dairy business, which he conducted on an extensive scale, at his summer home on Cle- mence Hill. The paper also contained the news that the New York Giants had defeated the Boston Red Sox, 1 to 0, in a 23-inning game, Ryan pitching the Giants to victory. That evening Irene and T went to the theatre. There we found Eleanor Edwards who was the leading Vamp in the Follies. Between acts we had time to talk with her, and she told us that Romeo Duclos was now a movie actor, the kind that silly little high school girls lose their heads over. Another of our handsome boys, Lorenzo Lemmelin, was Admiral of the Atlantic Fleet, and Phil Monohan was conducting a delicatessen shop where all the delicacies of the day from fried flies to curled frog ' s legs could be obtained. We were not talking with Eleanor long, and as we wended our way back to our boxes, I stubbed my toe, and fell headlong up the stairs. In consternation I looked about, ex- pecting to see strange faces, all gazing in amusement at me. It is so embarrassing to stub one ' s toe in a public place. But imagine it! No one even came to my assistance. Feeling very much grieved I looked about. Instead of the brilliantly lighted theatre, T gazed upon the barren walls of the camp at Webster Lake. From the bumps on my head I judged that I had just fallen out of bed, and how disappointed I was to think that the scenes that T had just been witnessing were far from realistic. T remembered every word of my dream and I remembered the cause thereof, which was a large mince pie, that I had bought at Ma Bngbee ' s. So do you won- der that I found it easy to write the prophecy of the Class of 1920. GRADUATION ESSAYS The Educational Phase of the Movies Today the motion picture or the movie, is one of our chief forms of amusement. The reason can be clearly seen. First of all the movies are cosmopolitan in character; they appeal to everybody. Next they are easily accessible. No matter how small a town, no matter how isolated a community it can invariably boast of at least one picture house. And where do we find theatres? Can the small town support one? The answer is em- phatically no. The next reason for the popularity of the movie is its cheapness. Nowadays when the high cost of living is a problem that is difficult to solve, the amount of money spent on amusement is of necessity small. Yet mankind craves recreation. Few are the people who are willing to work and never play; and indeed psychologists tell us that work and pleasure must be combined if we would get the most perfect developments. Undoubtedly the moving picture has be- come a permanent form of amusement. For the majority of mankind it has taken prece- dence over the stage. At all times the drama has played an important part in either fur- thering or retarding civilization. If now, the movie is to replace the drama or at least to be as far reaching in its in- fluence as the drama has been, we must take care that it be put to its right use, that it become an educational force. The first form of moving pictures was the Zoetrope. This mechanism was crude com- pared with our modern moving picture mach- ine but it served its purpose. It gave us pic- tures in motion and started the idea which has now developed into a more realistic pre- sentation of life. Almost any project has its advantageous and disadvantageous side and the movie has been no exception to this law. As in reading, so in moving pictures, we have the best, the mediocre and the poor type of life interpretation. In order that worth while pictures might be shown to the public, a board of Censorship was started origin- ally in New York City. This idea was soon adopted by the larger cities and the result has been most beneficial to the public. For altho these boards have no legal right to pro- hibit the presentation of any picture, never- theless their approval or disapproval, sus- 18 THE CRIMSON AND GRAY tained by public opinion, has been a leading- factor iii suppressing questionable produc- tions. The scope of a moving picture is almost incomprehensible. In one hour it can pre- sent to us scenes and stories which would undoubtedly require hours if read in the ac- tual description. Then again would the majority of people read books of travel and get the Vivid impressions that they undoubt- edly can get from such pictures as are pre- sented in the Burton Holmes series of travels. The many current reviews that are no«v pictured on the screen deal with practically every subject of human interest. As regards the World War, would human- ity at large know of the actual conditions in Europe had it not been for the movies? Undoubtedly many would say that such pictures are exaggerations. That fact may- be so, but exaggerated or otherwise, they give us a truer picture than we could obtain . by reading. Of late years some of the great classics of the world have been put in the movies and have been seen by people who never otherwise would become acquainted Avith them. As for instance, Goldsmith ' s Vicar of Wake- field, and Dicken ' s Tale of Two Cities. In schools moving pictures have been used with most satisfactory results. A child can appreciate what he sees rather than what he pictures in his mind. The study of geo- graphy can become either a subject interest- ing and filled with great meaning to the pupil or it may become merely a mass of words studied for the time being and then forgot- ten. Africa becomes a realistic proposition when a child in the grades is given the actual pictures of its jungle, its animals and the customs of the people. In this same way we learn of the world ' s great men and their achievements. There are many arguments against the movies but these same arguments are ones ' that may be applied to any form of amuse ment. The most common criticism that we hear is that the movies are sensational; that they give one a distorted view of life. That is possibly true. Yet even in that instance that fault lies not perhaps with the picture, but with the person. The individual that delights in sensations will receive those sensations from other sources if not from the movies. If carried to an extreme almost any virtue can become a vice. In the same way the movies may be- come an injurious force. They have however, possibilities for great good, therefore we should develop that phase of them. For, without doubt, the moving picture can reach the greatest number of people. Any move- ment that affects the masses must be care- fully guided, that the good may be made of benefit to the people, and the doubtful, if there is any, be removed or rendered harm- less by wise control. The ' United States today is trying to Am- ericanize its people. Why should not the movies be one of the agents in impressing on our minds the forces that make for the best citizenship, — Courage, Nobility, Progress- iveness and Patriotism. Louise Rowley AMERICAN MUSIC The American demand for music is the most cosmopolitan in the world, for it repre- sents the tastes of hundreds of classes. Am- erica is the home of men from all countries, men with the diversified sentiments aud in- stincts of their respective nations. United under one flag these men have built up a home and in that home they feel the need of music. In the past, political, and religious condi- tions have kept music somewhat in the back ground; now, however, with the expansion of the country, economically and socially, there comes a demand for good music. Am- erica has always looked to the old world for her artists, but now she is beginning to seek them in her own land. She wishes to develop her own native talent, and this she does by encouraging musical productions. From an artistic point of view the first American music was practically of no value. It was contributed by the Indians. Every- one is familiar with the fact that the differ- ent tribes of Indians varied in their char- acteristics. Among their musical instru- ments we find the flute and the tom-tom. Generally speaking, however, the tom-tom or the kettle drum, as it was sometimes called, was used the most. There is only one quality of their music that stands out prom- inently, and that is its strong rhythm, for even in the midst of great excitement the Indian never lost his sense of poise. In his worship, his joys, his sorrows, before any of his great ventures or before he went on the war path the Red Man called upon the Great Spirit to witness his joy or his sorrow or to give his approbation. These invocations al- ways took a musical form. The Psalmody of the Puritans, although THE CRIMSON AND GRAY 19 of the crudest kind, is the first music of any artistic pretensions in America. Then came the advent of the singing master, and the church organist. The efforts of these people have made the love of music characteristic of the American public. In the early colon- ial days when a musical instrument of any kind was a luxury the music teacher of the little community painstakingly drilled his pupils in the rudiments of music, and at his home they did their practicing so that he be- came, in a measure, responsible for the social life of the little group. Vocal lessons were a natural transition from instrumental in- struction, and in a surprisingly short time choral societies were, organized, which in- cidentally aided the formation of orchestras. With music as part of the religious services it became an essential in the life of the Amer- ican people, for they were fundamentally religious. In the stirring times of the Revolution, music became spontaneous, in response to an urgent need. All great movements come from great incentives, so our early music with the spirit of war behind it became one of the chief factors in our national life. It is true that we have borrowed most of the music of our national songs as far as melody is concerned. Yet as early as 1768 we find an original composition called the Liberty .Song with w ords and music by Mrs. Mercy Warren of Plymouth. Par more advanced than Puritan music, however, we find the folk song of the South- ern plantation which gives us melody, emo- tion, and simple harmony. Undoubtedly the negro with his banjo is as descriptive a pic- ture of Southern life as one could get, for the music of the South is the result of envir- onment. It visualizes through its melody the life of the cotton field, the cabin, and the river, the joys and often the sorrows of the slaves. It is a wrong impression that our modern ragtime music is derived from the South; on the contrary teueh miasters as Chadwiek, and Dvorak, have built up sym- phonies from the folk song of the South. So great was the interest in music in Am- erica that in 1815 the Handel and Hayden Society was organized, and ten years later Garcia with his troupe came to America and gave this country its first serious opera. Today opera is appreciated by millions of people, and the majority take interest, and delight in the choral societies which can be found in almost every town no matter how small. Yet, though a great deal has been ac- complished along musical lines, it can be truthfully said that before the war America lacked the spirit to make music popular. During the war music was a necessity. At every cantonment, we found the hostess house, where music and dancing were the great social unit of life. Moreover war sing- ing was a part of the regular training of the soldier. Prom the training camp, the idea spread to civilian life. Community sings are now common and are most bene- ficial in their effects. They give a spirit of unity for they call the people together for a common cause, where personal feelings and prejudices become submerged in national spirit. They are cultural for they help to develop the sentiments of patriotism and un- selfishness, for where is the individual who can listen to a community sing, without re- solving to be worthy of his country. Nor was it with the grownup people alone of the nation that the love of music was great. In the schools today, music as well as mathematics forms a co-ordinate part of the curriculum. To the majority of people, music in the schools, until the present day has had little support, because it was not regarded of as of commercial value. Music is of commercial value, and though only a few are artists, the majority of people should get the cultural value that music can give. I am not restricting music in its narrow sense to what we term the classics. The people at large are perhaps most fully ac- quainted with that form of music that we call ragtime. A very well known musical authority, Mr. H. K. Moderwell, states that a person who does not open his heart to rag- time is not human. Why? I suppose be- cause ragtime touches some spontaneous chord in the human heart, and gives close utterance to human emotion. Nine out of ten musicians, if caught unawares, will like this music, until they remember that they shouldn ' t. What does this mean? Does it mean that ragtime is all very well in its place, or that these musicians don ' t consider that place theirs t That place is in the af- fections of some 10,(100,000 or more Ameri- cans. Apparently ragtime is an unsolvable problem. Ye must consider music as a form of in- terpretation, for that, it truly is. An artist can give us as vivid an impression by his musical ability as the painter by his brush. Both aie factors in moulding human ideas. No one can forsee what the future may bring forth, yet judging by a retrospect of fifty years of America ' s musical endeavor, that future may be considered full of promise. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY The Advantages of Good Reading Reading is indicative of character. In proportion as an individual reads he becomes acquainted with the world around him, — not the immediate world as enclosed within the precincts of his home town, but the world at large with its history and its development. It is abvious, therefore, that any one who desires to read will need to select his ma- terial with all possible care and judgment. Yet reading cannot be a sudden acquisition. It must be a habit instilled in the young- child and carefully cultivated thru his child- hood and later life until he himself can fully realize the far-reaching influence of good taste in reading. For who so enjoys himself as the man who can travel in imagination to the ends of the world, who can learn other customs and civilizations between the covers of a book? To read well one must have the ability to imagine well. The child in the nursery is thrilled by our time-worn Mother Hubbard Tales. Later on he or she experiences all the delights and miseries of Cinderella and her fairy Prince. Is there anyone who has not felt himself become petrified as he read of the fateful Gorgon Head, or put his hand to his head to reassure himself that his own hair, not Medusa ' s snaky locks were adorning his head? From fairy tales it is easy to wander to books that contain more realistic touches of life. Without doubt the average child can learn more from a story of the Revolu- tionary War than he can from the few pages of his assignment in American History. I think that no oue could realize the hardi- hood of the colonists, could know of their struggles for a livelihood, could realize their sterling qualities without the story of Pris- cilla and John Alden. Has any boy ever appreciated a real Indian until he has donned his own Indian suit? Could we so fully appreciate the character of the In- dians without such stories as The Last of the Mohicans ? A sceptical person might ask, Why deal in the past when the present offers so ' much material for that? Put we might tell that person that we learn the new only by means of the old. The most intricate problem in arithmetic is based on our most simple rudi- ments of learning; our famous law decisions have all been formed from precedent. So on we can trace every step of our progress and development. Our present national great- ness has not come upon us suddenly. It is the product of years of national thought, of national movement, and of national inven- tion. One can hardly mention a man of note who was not a good reader in the real sense of the term. Reading makes for appreciation, a quality that is absolutely essential to ad- vancement, for appreciation and thoughtful- ness go hand in hand. There are as many kinds of books in this world as there are people: novels, romances, books of travel, and many others which can give us amuse- ment and the useful knowledge of life, with- out which no individual can truly be said to have enjoyed himself. A great book produces on us a certain effect, that effect we find with- in ourselves. In so far as we can under- stand a book and gain the lessou which it teaches, just so far have we progressed. Great books are human and form the whole background of art. For the source of all literature is human experience. It is life itself which a great book interprets for us. Literature is within one ; the masters only bring it out. It expresses for us what we consciously or unconsciously feel the need of saying but cannot. Why is Lincoln ' s Gettysburg Address literature and Edward Everett ' s two-hour speech on that same occasion not litei ' ature ? Pecause Lincoln expressed the sentiments we all feel when standing on hallowed ground.. The man who can put this uni- versal feeling into universal words not only creates universal literature, but becomes a universal benefactor. This is what Edward Everett did not do. He did not speak for the people, but to them. What Lincoln did for the Gettysburg audience, the great poets and prose writers, the masters of literature have done for mankind. Our great problem is to understand the masterpieces of the world ' s literature. For therein do we find the world ' s truths applied. To read well is to visualize well, and that can be done only by assuming a subjective receptivity which will yield tangible results. For pleasure, for education, for mental de- velopment of any kind literature is the Open Sesame, and happy is the individual who has trained himself to use that magic charm. — Eleanor Edirtirds. Americanization We have in Americanization one of the most important problems of the day, but THE CRIMSON AND GRAY what does it mean to us? What is Ameri- canization? When this question is put be- fore us, we think and might even say, Oh, Americanization, that isn ' t anything that in- terests me, it is only for the foreigner, it simply means that he is becoming a citizen. This is wrong — perhaps it hasn ' t meant much to us iu the past, but it must come to meau more to us in the future. Americanization is the process of sharing and promoting the ideals, aims, activities, and practices of American freedom of thought, American schooling and language, and the best manners, habits, and customs of the American people. Americanization is not something which the Government or a group of individuals may do for the foreign-born or others, it is what these people do for themselves, when we offer them the opportunity and show them the way. When we have learned what Americani- zation means, we must learn why it is important. Why is it important to the Immigrant? The Immigrant comes to this country treasuring it in his heart as the ideal America. He leaves his native coun- try because his friends who have sailed across the sea send him news of the great op- portunities in the new land, they tell him that he will get a free education for his children. This brings a vision of hope to the family and so the father comes alone. He joins the throng who go forth to seek the most precious thing on earth, a happy home for his family, and an education for his children. He overlooks all hardships he goes through to get here when he thinks of all the comfort America shall give him iu return for his honest hard labor. Then, what is his disappointment when he finds that he cannot speak our language, that on account of this difficulty he is unable to secure work which will pay enough for him to send for his family. • Therefore, to the Immigrant, Americanization means every- thing — it means the fulfillment of his de- sires — it means a happy home for his family in the Promised Land, The Land of Golden Opportunities. Now, let us come back to those who are already Americans. Why is it important to them? It means to them the betterment of their nation, because the immigrant brings many good qualities to this country which are really needed. For example, the Polish race is exceptionally musical, its aesthetic standards are very high; the Russian Jews are highly intellectual and the Italians are bringing to America artistic ability of a high order, and many other races are bring- ing valuable qualities. If all these various qualities can be combined with the industrial efficiency of the Americans the result may be a race of people more advanced than the world has ever known. Americanization means to us a better in- dustrial force, it means a more perfect union, a nation in which there will be har- mony between the man who is born on this soil and the man who is not. After we have seen the importance of Americanization to us and to the immigrant, we have to deal with its problems. One of the first problems is that of illiterates. The census of 1910 shows that out of thirteen million foreign-born white persons in this country, eight million of them are engaged iu the various industries, and yet five million cannot speak our language and have no con- ception whatever of our government ideals. In the state of Massachusetts alone, there are one million, two hundred thousand for- eign-born, one-half of whom are from non- English speaking lands- Because of this illiteracy and ignorance of the English language, the immigrant is often defrauded. Many industrial accidents occurring in our factories could be prevent- ed if the immigrant would learn our lan- guage. He goes into the factory and sees signs above the different machines, but he cannot read them, his foreman comes to him and gives him oral directions about the run- ning of the machinery, but he does not un- derstand him, and then when he sees the safety devices, he is bewildered, and so he is at a much greater risk than the native worker. There are many other problems be- sides that of illiteracy which must be taken care of, and there are many forces which are constantly lessening the problem of Americanization. One of the most important forces and most prominent is the public school. The public school is for the children, for their ed- ucation, and it is here that they get a proper beginning of Americanization. The school at once throws the children of different nation- alities into mutual relationship. It teaches them, first of all, our language, the English language, which has come to mean so much to all of them. The evening schools, also, do much to aid Americanization. Many of the immigrants who come here are forced to go to work im- mediately in order to support (heir families, and very often the oldest of their children THE CRIMSON AND GRAY have to work. These people, therefore, are deprived of an education and the evening- schools afford them a great opportunity which they are glad to accept. Then too, physical environment has much to do with the movement. The condition in which the immigrant lives after he reaches America has much to do with his advance- ment. The climate, for instance, is different from that which he is accustomed to and this compels him to change his manner of living, his mode of dress and his occupation. It tends to destroy his old habits and customs and in their place he adopts those of America. Besides the influence of physical environ- ment the mere presence of American life does much in broadening the mind of the for- eigner. He must work in an American fac- tory, he must work beside American people in order to support his family. Therefore, as he gets acquainted with them he must be influenced by them, and he learns much from them and adopts their methods and so fol- lows in the path of those he sees all around him and in the streets. The church also, should be looked upon as a very good force. Its greatest influence is in molding the morals of the immigrant, but it also does much in the way of keeping the immigrant informed as to the rules and laws, which are different from his own. There are many other forces besides the ones mentioned, which it would take too long to tell about, but which should not be forgot- ten. Among them are the newspaper, the libraries and municipal government, and Anally we must consider the factory classes and the employer as Americanizers. The employer has taken a great interest in his immigrant worker and it is through his influence that the factory classes have been started. Factory classes are today one of the most important forces in the country. In almost every city in the East and West these classes can be found. They are under the su- pervision of efficient teachers who are ready and willing to start the foreigner on the path which will lead to a better understanding of the language of our country. Much has been done in our own town in the past year toward Americanization. Most of the factories had a large attendance at their factory classes and much benefit was derived from them. After 20 weeks of school- ing, that is, the learning of our language and habits, the immigrant was rewarded for his efforts by being presented with certificates, both from the State and the factory, stating the advancement made in the 20 weeks. Now that we have learned what American- ization is and what its forces have been in the past, the Americanization of the future confronts us. The problem of the Americanization of the immigrant is very huge in proportion and is becoming increasingly complex. But, how- ever rapidly the difficulties of it may be in- creasing the efficiency and activities of its forces are increasing even more rapidly, and the Americanization of the future will be of more importance. Therefore, let everyone of us be ready to do our share and strengthen the belief of the foreigner that this is the Land of Golden Opportunities and let us help our nation in its endeavor to educate the foreigner in our country and so prove our worth to the United States of America. WAR TIME EXPERIENCES By Philip H. LaBochelle Former Sergeant, Base Hospital 106, A. E. F. (Continued from the April issue) At Bordeaux, we waited three hours in the Midi Station. We then proceeded to Beau Desert, an American Hospital center. We reached camp at 12 o ' clock that noon, and once arrived, we unloaded our equipment from our side-door Pullman. It felt good to leave those box cars after being closed in for three days. With our packs on our backs, we were marched to empty barracks just completed by the engineers. The first thing we did was to clean up; soap and water never felt so good. Our first real feed in three days was made from boiled rice, green cabbage, bread and black coffee. That fare was delicious at first, but after a couple of weeks, we were tired of it. After this first meal in camp, we were given ticks, or empty mattresses, which we filled up with small branches of trees. Straw was not available, so these twigs had to be used. These mattresses we laid on the floor and called our beds. The first night we tried them out, we slept peacefully till 2 A. M., when we were awakened by some sergeant looking for a detail of men to carry stretchers. A trainload of wounded boys was just coming in from the front lines and men were needed to carry tlie.ui to the various hospitals. This was our first work overseas, carrying litters, and I must say, that after carrying them for three hours, we felt like going to rest, for it is very strenuous work for any- one who is not used to it. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY Red Cross trains were coming to camp three or four times a day loaded with wound- ed from the front. To carry stretchers was part of our work. We then proceeded to equip our hospital to receive patients. There were such a large number of them being sent here that two hospitals had been filled up and tents had to be put up to make room for others. We worked night and day, getting twenty wards ready to accommodate one thousand patients. After two weeks we were ready to take in patients, for the nurses had arrived, and all hospital equipment was in place. In three weeks, every bed was oc- cupied, thus obliging us to put up tents to accommodate 500 more patients. The boys were just worn out from overwork and we were short about 50 men. Trainload after trainload of wounded kept coming in every day. The boys doing orderly work in the wards had to be called out at any time of day or night to carry stretcher ' s. With all this work, sickness prevailed among the men. Fifty per cent of the boys were sick with the flu. They were not acclimated and the damp, cold, rainy weather was monotonous. In fact, we had rain continuously during the months of November, December and January. A few days after we had reached this hos- pital center, I was assigned to an ambulance as interpreter and stretcher-bearer. Every day we went to the city to buy edibles for the officers ' mess and provisions for the de- tachment and hospital. At this time, I really appreciated my knowledge of French. In the detachment there were but three who could speak the language and all business done with the French people required an interpre- ter. I was somewhat puzzled at the French methods of business, because their francs, and metric system, were new to us. We had heard of it, but to put our knowledge into use was not easy. T soon got used to it and took great pleasure in going to a department store to do shopping for the officers and nurses. Most of the clerks in the stores were girls and when they met an American speak- ing French, you could hear them tell their neighbors, C ' est un American, il parle tres Men francais. In any store, restaurant, or cafe, the American was sure to get service, if he had the money, for he certainly did pay for the service. In a restaurant a tip Avas al- ways expected by le garcon for the wages were very small. I cannot go along without mentioning how polite the French people were. There was a proprietor of a store from whom the hospital bought a great deal of merchandise. Every day that I walked into his store, he greeted me with a handshake. It seemed as though he hadn ' t seen me for a century. The people were courteous; more so than in our own homes. Their method of living is of the best. When we were not in the city shopping we were carrying patients from the hospital to the docks, where the boys were shipped back to the States. Because of the traffic, the roads were very bad and muddy. On our ambu- lance we had no head lights, and at night we had to tie a lantern in front of the radiator. The nights were so foggy, we could not travel more than five miles an hour or else we would get off the road and find ourselves driving in a field, or stuck in the mud till daybreak. Our day ' s work on the ambulance usually started at 7 in the morning and lasted till 12 at night with the understanding that we had to go out to answer calls after 12. The ambulance I was on was one of the first to go overseas. It was sent in such a rush that the officials forgot to put a windshield on it and on a rainy day we could enjoy all the comforts of life. After we had been installed in our quar- ters a month, we were kept busy at all times. Three more hospitals were equipped, and in a short time every one was taken up with patients. There Avere six base hospitals in all, and a convalescent camp with accommo- dations for 3000 men. This convalescent camp was a muddy hole. Tents were used instead of quarters and with the continuous} rain they Avere not agreeable, especially for cripples and tuberculosis cases. As soon as a patient in a hospital Avas Avell enough to AA ' alk, he was sent to the convalescent camp. One day as I Avas leaving the camp AAith a load of patients who Avere going back to the States, I met a Southbridge boy Avho had been in the front lines for months. He had been sent down to the convalescent camp to rest. It surely felt good to meet a boy from home. During my first two weeks in France, I met two Southbridge boys. An orderly told me that there was a Southbridge fellow sick in his ward. I lost little time in going over, and found that he was really my old classmate. We spent Christinas together, al- though he Avas in bed. All that Avas to be known in the line of news, I found out. I remained with him till he was well enough co leave for home. Christmas was a great day for us. The three days before I had been busy, running back and forth to the city to buy provisions, that is, turkey, and the requisites for a good THE CRIMSON AND GRAY feed. It was through the kindness of our officers that we were able to have a turkey dinner. If it had not been for them, I imagine our favorite, corned willie, would have been ou the carpet again. We decorated the mess hall with greens and flowers. We surely had a good feed. Cranberry sauce was the only dish missing. Our detachment commander was present at the dinner and he started the ball a-rolling by a speech. He then an- nounced the newly-made non-commissioned officers and presented them with their cer- tificates. I was made corporal. The two stripes came in handy for they relieved me of my mess kit for a while. After dinner, came the initiation of the corporals. K. P. was part of it. The sergeants certainly had sport with us that clay. After this promotion, I was taken off the ambulance and assigned to the detachment office. Working with the top sergeant was not as bad as it might have been. We called him Casey for short. He was friendly with all the boys. In the office I learned to be :t two-fingered artist on the typewriter. In this new job, I relieved the top sergeant from night calls. After taps I had to scout the barracks and check all the men for fear some might go A. W. O. L. as it often hap- pened. Before going to bed, I usually found out from headquarters if a convoy or hospital train was expected. If there was, I waited for it, otherwise I went to bed and had the guard wake me up. When he woke me, I went around to the barracks and woke up 30 or 40 men as a detail to unload the train. It was very fatiguing for the men to get up this way. After the Armistice was signed, a great anxiety seized the boys to come back home. From day to day, we were expecting orders to return to the States. This delay lasted for about four months, when new orders came in stating that Base Hospital 106 would not leave before the last patient in the hospital was fit to travel. The news did quiet the boys, but it caused a great deal of discon- tent. They felt that the war being over, they ought to go home. The continual cry was: When do Ave go home? The new patients coming in from the Army of Occupation and other front line hospitals kept the boys busy, yet they were homesick and weary, and the confinement was irksome. However, we kept sending the patients to the States every day, for the sick boys were so anxious to go home that officials decided to keep only the severe cases. The shortage of transports was also one of the reasons for the delay. Around March and April, the boys were more cheerful. Spring weather had set in and we had very few patients, thus lessening the work for a while. When other hospitals in the neighborhood started to get ready to go back to the States and to give us their remaining patients, the boys became rather grouchy for they reasoned that they should not be called upon to stay longer. In April we started to empty our wards, and up to the third week in May, we had only four wards which had contagious cases. These we got rid of in one day, when we re- ceived orders that we would go home in three weeks. There were about twenty ambulances running back and forth from the hospital to the docks in Bordeaux. The constant stream of ambulances going through the country roads reminded some soldiers of the front lines, when the ambulances were rushing the wounded from the lines to the field hospi- tals. With all the patients gone, very little work was left except to clean up the place, and check and return all beds and equip- ment to warehouse. Then the men could be spared and those wishing a leave of absence could very easily get a seven or fourteen days ' leave. By this time I had already been promoted to the rank of sergeant, and with five other non-commissioned officers, applied for a four- teen days ' leave with the privilege of seeing France according to our means. We finally obtained our leave, which was effective May 1st. Because of my knowledge of French, I had to outline the trip. I kept a diary, and was the official interpreter for the crowd. The night before we left the hospital, the nurses gave a dance to all the men of the detachment. It was a sort of farewell, be- cause some had orders to return to the States and we could not leave without hav- ing one good time. To make sure we would carry our pro- gram for the trip through, we decided to beat the government one day and left April 30th, after one good feed. We rode to Bor- deaux in an ambulance, and treated the driver. After checking up with the M. P. at the station as we had to do in every city every time we wanted to get in or get out, for it was the only way to check the men so that they would not be tempted to go A. W. O. L., we took the express for Paris. It was an all-night trip. We made ourselves comfort- able in a second-class compartment with just enough room for the six of us. After trav- THE CRIMSON AND GRAY 25 elling for an hour, one of the sergeants was somewhat annoyed by a fascinating bed caterpillar to such an extent that the first aid had to be used. It seemed as though the animal was closely related to the family of cooties. Aboute 9.30 we had a lunch which the mess sergeant had prepared for us before leaving. At ten the boys felt sleepy and we heard no more from tbem till morning, when we opened up two cans of pineapple for breakfast. After this we all lined up for the necessary morning wash with our soap and towel. We landed at La Gare Austelitz in Paris at 8 a. m., and to our surprise every French means of transportation was at a standstill for the day. All the workers were on strike ; every restaurant was closed and we were in an embarrassing position. Seeing our pre- dicament, and as our time was limited, we planned our course of action for the day. We crossed the Seine. There we met an American flivver and secured a ride to Gare de L ' Est, so as to catch the 9.45 train to Chateau Thierry. We took the train bound for the battlefields. All trains for the front lines had to leave from this station. On the way we stopped at several French towns. At Meaux we were held up for a few minutes. It was here that the Germans were stopped at the battle of the Marne. The French peo- ple that I talked with claimed it was but a scouting party that tried to get by. At Triel- port we crossed th e Marne river. At Le Ferte-Jouarre, the station was shelled by bombs July 14, 1914. Nothing but parts of walls are left and underground bomb-proof shelters can be seen all around the station. As we left this place, we went through a tunnel. Barbed wire entanglements could be seen all along the railroads and lields. At the time we went through, the farmers were tearing the barbed wire down, prepar- ing to work in their fields. We arrived at Chateau Thierry at 12.30; walked through the city and over the bridge across the Marne, where the Americans faced the Germans with their machine guns for the first time. After dinner, we took a bus to Belleau Woods. On the way we saw the vil- lage of Vaux, made famous by the Ameri- cans. It is a heap of wreckage. From the Hill 204, we could very easily follow the plan of battle, the German advance and retreat. We reached Belleau Woods at : p. m. There the American Cemetery is, at the entrance of the woods. Abut 500 German prisoners were in camp nearby. We rambled all over the woods and found all sorts of frightful look- ing things. It is a very sad spectacle as a whole. In the woods near a creek, we found a German listening post, and there a Ger- man soldier ' s uniform with the soldier ' s boots nearby. Apparently he was killed at his post for his foot was still in his boot. Inside of his coat we found a card with the Morse code printed in English. Undoubted- ly he had secured the code from an Ameri- can. By this time we had lost ourselves in the woods, and it took some time to return to our starting point. Here we found that the German prisoners were kept busy clean- ing up the fields, filling the shell holes and burying the dead. We then returned to Chateau Thierry. All along the roads the ammunition of Ger- man guns and batteries could be seen at in- tervals. In the village of Chateau Thierry, on both sides of the Marne, the buildings are demolished. From a civilian who was there at the time of the drive in June and July, 1917, we learned that the bridge that crosses the Marne was blown up when loaded with French and German soldiers. The Germans occupied one side of the Marne and the French the other till the Americans relieved the latter. The civilian said that machine guns were in action on both sides, yet most of the damage was caused by the Americans driving the Germans back. At the Hotel du Cygne we had dinner and stopped overnight. Our room had stood shell-fire and but three badly-cracked walls were left. The next morning we left for Rheims. Mezy. a village, is completely ruined. For miles along the road we saw vineyards. Then came artillery batteries and an immense supply of ammunition where the French had lain ready for the Germans. The big guns and ammunition were hidden by a hill. We went through a long tunnel before reaching Rilly. The train made a stop at Epernay, famous for its champagne the world over. It is sold very cheap. At Rheims we visited all the ruins, espe- cially the cathedral. The beauty of the cathedral is beyond description. For one solid hour we stood before it admiring this wonderful piece of architecture. The afternoon was spent in hiking from the French front line trenches through No Man ' s Land to the German front line trenches. We met a French soldier who knew all the ins and outs of the trenches. What was left of the German lines and dug- outs we found. We had great sport in fir- THE CRIMSON AND GRAY ing German potato mashers (hand gren- ades). We returned from our visit to the trenches very tired and dirty, and spent the night in Rheims. Next day we left at 5.30 in the morning for Paris. From here we went in the subway to Versailles, and visit- ed the gardens and the palace made famous by Louis XIV and Marie Antoinette. To give a description of the palace requires too much of this limited space. We returned to Paris, visited the Grand Opera, Notre Dame and many other places, too numerous to mention. The next day we left for Chalons-sur- Marne. We saw all that was to be seen. At night Ave took the train for Strassburg, a very beautiful city, but everything was Ger- man. One of the boys spoke German, so we managed to find what we were looking for. We took several pictures of the place. Very few Americans were to be seen, except the M. P. ' s. Satisfied with the sights, we left for Nancy, a lively and beautiful place. We saw all the interesting and historical parts of the city, and at night we went to a thea- tre. In the morning, we left at 5.30 for Ver- dun. There we visited the citadel and ruins. Then we hiked all afternoon in the direction of Fort Vaux and Douamout. From the hills we saw the real battle ground. Along the roads many French soldiers were buried, and before the fortifications a large cemetery is located. The fortifications of Verdun are beyond description. From Verdun we went back to Chalons-sur- Marne. All is ravaged along the roads. We stopped at St. Mevelrould, where American troops were quartered. At Chalons we re- mained overnight, as no trains left for Paris only in the morning. We finally reached Paris at 11 a. m. There we were the guests of a friend whom I had met on our first stop in Paris. He had requested us to return and have dinner with his family. After din- ner he placed his machine at our disposal and we saw Paris in all its splendors. We saw all the historical places. At night we saw a French musical comedy. The next day we went to Gare du Nord to go to Brussels, but we could not get by. So Ave decided to leave for Lyons and Marseilles. At Gare de Lyons Ave took the train. We made a brief stop at Lyons; the next morn- ing at Marseilles Ave Avere not very interested except regarding a few places. We left for Cannes, a resort on the Mediterranean. We made arrangements at good hotel for the night. After lunch we Aveut bathing. Cannes Avas surely a wonderful place. Many Amer- icans Avere there as patients at an American hospital. Most of the best hotels along the beach were taken by French and British hos- pitals. It Avas an ideal center for invalids. We visited many points of interest. We were so Avell pleased Avith the surround- ings that we left for Nice with the idea of returning. Once in Nice we thought that city still a better place. Tourists from all over the world Avere seen on the streets. We stopped at Hotel Beau Rivage, on the Avater- front. We had very good service Avhile in Nice. The beach at Nice was not as attractive as in Cannes. On the beach there was a casino, AA ' heie we had dancing every night. The doughboys on leave more than enjoyed themselves at this resort. The following day Ave motored through the Alps and saw many historical spots, such as the place where Queen Victoria used to go in the afternoon to have tea. At Falcion there are beautiful cascades, from Avhich the city of Nice gets it fresh water. The next day, after church, we motored to Monaco, where Ave visited the castle and famous museum of the Prince. We stopped at Monte Carlo, the famous gambling resort. All around these places we saw villas of royal families surrounded by magnificent flower gardens. At Mentone near the Italian border, we had dinner at an Italian restaurant. We then drove to the border. We could not cross with the machine, so we walked. French and Italian guards were on duty at all time, and all suspicious characters were not al- loAved to pass. A deep cliff joined by a stone bridge separates France and Italy. In Italy Ave Avent to Vintimiglia. Luckily some of the Italians spoke French. The scenery in the mountains was beautiful, and Ave enjoy- ed looking towards the Mediterranean. The Alps were another attraction, and we drove over the steepest hills. At night Ave Avere in Nice. The next morn- ing we left for Cannes and spent the after- noon bathing. At five we took the train for Paris and on our Avay, stopped at Lyons. While in Paris Ave Avere not very anxious to return to Bordeaux, so Ave remained some time. There was ahvays something new to see. Our time Avas getting to an end, and francs were getting Ioav. We borrowed about tAvo hundred francs to return, left two of the boys in Paris, and started for Lyons. This city was renoAvned for the A. W. O. L. ' s. A staff of M. P. ' s Avere on duty watching the THE CRIMSON AND GRAY soldiers on leave. When we got into the station, we reported to the M. P., who ad- vised us to return the very same day, as we ourselves would be found absent without leave. Realizing our financial condition, we took the 10.45 train and arrived in Bordeaux at eight the next morning. We had spent our last centime on railroad tickets. In Bordeaux, neither a cigarette nor a franc could be found among us. Four weeks after we had come back we made ready to leave for home. With packs, we hiked from 5 a. m. till 11 a. m. As we went through the city of Bordeaux, seven o ' clock was striking. Genicart was the American camp where we went through the mill or delousers. We went through gen- eral inspection and cleaned up before going to the boat. On June 10th we hiked seven miles to the docks at Bassens, where they loaded us in a cattle boat, S.S. Iowan. For twelve days we were at sea. My second day out I was seasick with many others. It was very rough. All the way I did kitchen work with the sailors ' mess. I thus earned good feeds, as what the army gave us I could not keep down. After twelve days we steamed up the Delaware to Philadelphia. From the boat we took the train. I will not describe the reception given us when we landed. At Camp Dix we remained three days, went through the delouser again and received our last money, which we were mighty glad to get. On June 25th, I was discharged. I stopped but a short time in New York, and arrived in Southbridge in time for the Com- mencement exercises, where I greeted the classmates that I had left behind. F. A. BOUVIER SHOES - AND - SHOE REPAIRING 113 Main Street, Southbridge, Mass. CLASS NOTES W.l«- 1920 Teacher : Change your feet to inches. ' Fat Lord : Oh ! how I wish I could. LaEochelle (iu Cheui. Lab.) : Mr. Good- reau, where ' s the iguite? Mr. Goodreau: What? LaRochelle : The book says, ' Add calcium carbonate and ignite. ' I ' ve added the cal- cium carbonate, but I can ' t find the ignite. Mr. Goodreau (explaining dyeing to Chem. class) : Surprenant, what is a lake? Surprenant : Well — er — a large body of water. A few weeks ago there was such a time, That I must stop and put it into rhyme. All the Senior girls appeared To be going nuts ' twas feared, They did their hair in childhood ' s style And were just kiddies for awhile. Some had braids and some had curls. All were charming little girls. First Boy : My father is a fine artist. With a few strokes he can turn a laughing- face into a sorrowful oue. Second Boy: So can mine; but he uses a stick. She is really a clever pianist, for she plays everything by ear. ' Ah ! that explains it. I never thought she could make those sounds with her fingers. A boy upon being asked to join a literary club just formed made this reply: Why I don ' t know anything about literature, I don ' t even know who wrote Gray ' s elegy. We wonder what would happen If Mr. Grimwade ever said something fun- ny in class. If the Senior boys knew their Chemistry lesson. If there wasn ' t any mirror downstairs. If the teachers ever gave short lessons. If A. Walker always pronounced her iugs. If the Freshman ever had many jokes. If Mac ever kept still. 1921 KOOM 5 Darjt Wjjalen KEiiy McQilvray NOlan ClAnin WesJ Qrimwade Ch£ney McKinsJry Wixjert MillEr WalkeR Demei ' S Mr. Goodreau (explaining about matte) : We have not as yet obtained our matte (mate). (Aside): at least 1 haven ' t. (Continuing the explanation) : Now with our matte (mate) comes silver and gold. THE CRIMSON AND GRAY 29 Laurie: Uncle Joe ' s working with lum- go. Sky: Who ' s that, his partner? Dorothy Dartt after reading in the experi- ment book to shake the test tube: All I ' ve clone this afternoon is shake. Mr. Goodreau: We ought to try two ex- periments in dyeing (dying). Jimmie Nolan : No, once is enough. Miller (depositing money upon the desk) : One dollar eighty. Miss O ' Keefe: West, I wish you ' d count it. Miller: It ' s all there. Mr. Goodreau: West, where is silver- found? West: In the United States and some Eu- ropean countries. Mr. Goodreau : Yes, in Australia and Peru. (European countries?) Alice Wixted : How far do we go in Eng- sh? Miss O ' Keefe: As far as page 109. M. McGilvrav: Some do and some don ' t. McGilvray. with West and Cheney while on a hike: Where ' s Holland? Sole Occupant : Yer in Holland now. Teacher to McGilvray (leaving the room to go to music) : Shut the door, McGil- vray, if you ' re going to sing. Teacher: Does anyone know of a French town that begins with S. L. Cheney: Southbridge. Junior : See that fellow (pointing to John Whalen) he ' s a murderer. Second Junior: Whom did he murder? First Junior: The English language. Miss O ' Keefe : What does satellite mean ? West: A little — (then closing his book which happenel to hit his thumb) — ouch! Miss O ' Keefe (misunderstanding) : A lit- tle pouch, no such thing. 1922 Miss O ' Keefe: What are amours? Curtis: I don ' t know. Miss O ' Keefe: Do you take Latin? Curtis: No. Miss O ' Keefe: French? Curtis: No. Miss O ' Keefe: Why, what do you take? Unknown Voice: Curtis, that ' amours ' means ' Love Affairs ' . Curtis : Oh, I take those. Seen on the board in English Boom : Outline of Wigs and Tories. Curtis: Did you have somethiu ' nu? Miss O ' Keefe: Be careful of your Eng- lish. ' Nu ' is a letter in the Greek alphabet. Curtis : Then I know how to speak two languages, eh? Ruth McMaster (translating shorthand notes) : Will we send you in barrels or in bulk? Miss Pratt (translating French) : The Buffalo had just kissed himself, etc. Teacher (while correcting: Is this a pe- •iod ? Le Pain : No, it is the end of Worcester. Miss Sheehan (explaining the use of the subjunctive) : 1 think it is raining — What would you use there? Paul : An umbrella. W. H. S. 14— Tourtelotte Southbridge starte dher winning march by downing Tourtelotte Memorial High of Grosvernordale, 14 to 0, in Grosvernordale. Though handicapped, the team showed an ability to hit the pill which will be of value in the big games later. They connected at will with the Tourtelotte twirlers ' offerings, while Ryan held the opponents to one hit. W. H. S. 16— Wellsworth All-Stars 5 Monday, May 31, another slug-fest took place on Wellsworth Field, when the High School gave the Wellsworth All-Stars a 16 to 5 triming. The High School wrecking- crew walloped three pitchers for 15 hits and were presented with 17 bases on balls. W. H. S. 12— Spencer H. S. Thursday, June 3, the team continued their battering-ram tactics and shut out David Prouty High School of Spencer, 12 to 0, in Fiskdale. Demers, in his first start this year, held the visitors to six scattered hits, while his team-mates were piling up 14, sev- eral of them for extra bases. The features of the game were a triple with the bases full by Delehanty, and a one-hand catch by Riv- ers of a sure homer. Duclos, ss. Delehanty, lb. W. Ryan, cf. Lavallee ' , 2b. Demers, p. Surprenant, 3b. Lemmelin, c. J. Ryan, If. Spielman, rf. Pomfret 6— W. H. S. 5 April 14, the High School team journeyed to Pomfret, Conn., and lost a hard-fought game to the Pomfret Prep School nine by (i to 5. This was a very creditable showing, as Pomfret has one of the strongest private school nines in this section. Assumption College 7 — W. H. S. 3 Wednesday, June 9, Assumption College of Worcester defeated Southbridge High 7 to 3. The Southbridge lineup was the same as in the other games. White ' s Market Telephone 98 31 Central Street We are as near you as your telephone Call Us Up - Quick Delivery Low Prices Wholesale and Retail Dealer In High Grade Meats Fresh Killed Poultry Fancy Groceries Fruits and Confectionery Try Our Hamilton Brand Coffee IF YOU WANT HIGH GRADE MEAT - TRADE HERE Kaplan ' s ' The Live Store ' Men ' s and Boys ' Outfitters 119 MAIN STREET In English 2A — Name some of the seven great wonders. Curtis — Henry Ford, Charles Chaplin, etc. Southbridge National Bank Capital $100,000 Surplus 278,000 Deposits 1,775,000 Total Resources . . . . 2,350,000 Strength - Security - Service Our Savings Department offers an attractive investment for your funds, paying 4%% interest from the day the money is deposited. A checking account gives you the proper receipt when paying bills. Valuable documents should not be left in your office at the risk of loss by lire or theft. OUR SAFE DEPOSIT BOXES WILL PROTECT THEM Southbridge National Bank Geo. C. Shepard Co. C. E. Hanson, Registered Pharmacist Southbridge : : : : : : Massachusetts Reliable Wet Wash A. C. FAVREAU, Prop. 16 1-2 Central Street Telephone Connection 1922 Mr. Goodreau — Why are the muscles of my head much smaller than those of my arm ? Tetrault — Because you dou ' t use them as much. Riverside Pharmacy J. A. Larivere, Ph.D. Prescription Specialist Quality - Druggist - Service 39 MECHANIC STREET SOUTHBRIDGE Telephone Connection W. P. LaRochelle Fine Groceries - Cigars - Fruit - Candy Standard Gasoline, 34c per gallon Polarine Cylinder Oil, 65c per gallon 43 WORCESTER STREET TELEPHONE 159-Y Compliments of Morris H. Marcy INSURANCE Main Street Southbridge New Hippodrome Bowling Alleys HIPPODROME BUILDING Most Up-to-Date Bowling Alleys in New England LA PERLE LA BELLE, Props 1921 West — Washington Irving was never married, was he? Cheney — He almost got married, but his wife died before he got a chance. Geo. H. Smith Estate Sole Agent for KING ARTHUR FLOUR ' A Standard Line of Groceries The best cleaned fish in town, and a full line of meats. Also Home Made Sausage Meat GLOBE VILLAGE - - VACATION TIME IS HERE - - Boys, we carry a full line of Fishing Poles and Tackle. We also carry the Evinrude Detachable Rowboat Motor Which Cannot Be Beat LEWIS The Hardware Man Compliments of W. C. LUNAN, D.M.D. Compliments of WELD BECK DAVID LENTI We are ready for your trade. If you need new shoes of any kind of solid leather at lowest prices, come to our new location at the former Elm Market. Also, we do Repairing by the GOODYEAR WELT SHOE REPAIRING SYSTEM Joseph H. Desrosier — Dealer In — Groceries - and - Meats 54% MECHANIC STREET Tel. 162-M L. E. BRADLEY WHOLESALE DEALER IX Morris Co. ' s Dressed Beef, Mutton, Pork and Lard Butter, Cheese, Eggs, Canned Goods and Produce, Salt 1921 Miss O ' Kecfe — You can ' t run anything without a treasury, can you? West — ' ' You can ran a typewriter. J. LIPPE Meats - and - Groceries 72 MECHANIC STREET E. Q. WALKER DEALER IN Rough and Manufactured Lumber Boxes and Shingles ■■ ot oi- i:oss st!;i-:i-vi PHOXE 445-W We Carry a Full Line of Clothing for Men, Women and Children; and Furnishings We are out of the high price district, so we can undersell all competitors. R. Robbins 55 - 57 MECHANIC STREET TELEPHONE CONNECTION e Edwards Company SUITS TO PLEASE EVERY MAN Our Store is now parading the new styles for Men. If you are figuring on purchasing a suit, by all means be sure to give our line the once over before purchasing elsewhere. We have them in all fabrics, in all shades and sizes, and are sure to satisfy you to a Tee. The prices will be certain to prompt you to give our invitation careful consideration. Kuppenheimer Suits $40 to $60 The Edwards Company Southbridge Coal Co. 1922 W. M. Edwards, Mgr. Teacher— What is a Whig? Plenty of All Kinds of Coal Miss Pratt— It is false hair. and Wood Yard: RAILROAD AVENUE Office: 93 MAIN STREET DEVELOPING You will be able to procure your Charter Chocolates in bulk and packages, as we have the agency for this line. WE CATER TO SMALL AND LARGE PARTIES The E. F. Dakin Co. 105 MAIN STREET ENLARGING J. Willard Bromley 1921 Optometrist 27 MAIN ST. COR. COOMBS ST. Miss Sheean — When was the seventh verse added to the ' Marseillaise ' ? Jim mie Nolan — Later. SOUTHRRIDGE MASSACHUSETTS Compliments of Compliments of H. T. HYDE COMPANY Shoe Dealers GUY L. JOHNSON, D.D.S. Our Large Stock Enables Our Most Reasonable Prices 75 MAIN STREET Tel. Conn. Globe Department Store BOOTS GEORGE W. LAUGHNANE, Prop. SHOES - GENTS ' FURNISHINGS - ETC. CORNER MAIN AND MILL STREET TELEPHONE S3-M CHARLES F. HELLNER SON Electrical Contractors Phones 64 : 278-M 3 CHAPIN STREET 1920 Mr. Goodreau — Suprenant, how much do you study your Chemistry every day? Suprenant — Well, I study it au hour every Thursday. THERMOS BOTTLES AND OASES ELECTRIC FLASHLIGHTS TOASTERS, GRILLS, PERCOLATORS AND VACUUM CLEANERS GILLETTE, JEM JR., EVER-READY, AND AUTO-STROP SAFETY RAZORS A FULL LINE OF SPALDING BROTHERS SPORTING GOODS Est. G. C. Winter The Store of Quality - Service Cleanliness GENDREAU ' S MARKET Tels. 361 — 360 MAIN STREET Compliments of HENRY M. DELEHANTY, D.D.S. Compliments of 1922 THE BOSTON STORE TeacJier— Wh by? it ' s the plural of stander- J. O. Berthiaume M. Cheney— L ookers-on. 18 HAMILTON ST. SOUTHBRIDGE You Exercise Wisdom In selection when you make the People ' s National Bank The Depository of Your Funds, because it is strong, has the facilities, and looks out for your best interests. People ' s National Bank Southbridge - Masachusetts Compliments of H. L. DEMARAIS, D.D.S. Metro Bros. Fruit - Soda - Candy Maine Creamery Ice Cream Tel. 304- W MAIN STREET The Flower Shop Wedding Bouquets and Floral Designs Our Specialty FLOWERS FURNISHED FOR ALL OCCASIONS Plants and Cut Flowers Carried in Stock at All Times. Orders Taken in Advance. 9 HAMILTON STREET TELEPHONE 362-W 1923 Red Potter — Are we ever going to get those tests back? Miss O ' Kecfe — Yon may if you live long enough. Joseph Serleto Fruit - Confectionery - Cigars Tobacco ELM STREET Telephone Connection WATCHES Small Vinton SILVERWARE CUT GLASS STATIONERY Costa Bros. CONFECTIONERY STORE GLOBE VILLAGE Maine Creamery Ice Cream High Grade Candies We also carry a Large Assortment of Fruits and Tobaccos When down town, stop in and try a hox of Kellog ' s Chocolates. MILESTONES This number of Crimson and Gray marks another milestone, one which tomorrow we will have left behind. As we look back in retrospect at the journey just completed, do we see the peak of our success shine like silver in the sun? Or a valley of failure in foggy gloom? When you have finished with the mental picture, Did I make the most of the talents given me? is answered in your own conscience, and you can ' t change it. With the question thus answered to your own satisfaction, ABOUT FACE! Square your shoulders, chin up and take the first step toward the next milestone, remembering that the great rewards in this world are the rewards of a clear conscience and an honest heart. A AMERICAN OPTICAL CO. SOUTHBRIDGE. MASSACHUSETTS World ' s Largest Makers of Optical Goods Jacob Edwards Library 236 Main St. Southbridge, MA 01550 JACOB EDWARDS LIBRARY 3 8136 0002 0155 6 Jacob Edwards Library 236 Main St. Southbridge, MA 01550