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

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PICK UPE Time Is Too slow for those who Wail Too swift for those who Fear Too long for those who Grieve Too short for those who Rejoice But for those who Love Time is not Reading maketh a full man; conference a ready man, and writing an exact man ; and, therefore; if a man write a little he had need of a great memory; if he confer little he had need have a present wit; and if he read little, he had neel have much cunning, to seem to know that he doth not Bacon We may build more splendid habitations Fill our rooms with painting and with sculptures, But we cannot Buy with gold the old associations ! Longfellow Death ' s stamp gives value to the coin of life; making it possible to buy with life what is truly precious. While the glass lamp rebukes the earth- en for calling it cousin, the moon rises and the glass lamp, with a bland smile, calls her, — My dear, dear sister. It is the little things I leave behind for my loved ones — great things are for ev- eryone.

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14 THE CRIMSON AND (JUAY Heard about the Freshman Reception: A delirous lunch was served ! A girl, a quarrel, A room, some gas, A hearse, a funeral, A hole, some grass ' Sail over. Say Red what ' s the best way to teach a girl to swim ? Red — That ' s a cinch. First off, put your left arm under her waist and then gently take her left hand — Edmonds — Come off; she ' s my sister. Fed — Aw, push her off the dock. Mies Marshall — Pass without talking. Pupil — Can ' t we take it with us ? Tabor Hughes PagE LIzotte PotteR Clarke Apte DcgRenier CurtiS THE T. R. T. 0. BUNCH Weatherhead Pratt Page Apte Surprenant Harris Hughes Wixted L. Proulx McMaster Tabor — I ' d like to get this poem pub- lished. I ' ve sent it in to a dozen editors, but is is of no use. Small You might put it in an envelope, leave it on your desk and then commit su- icide. All the papers would have it in the next day. Home Brew, the world champion water drinker. Rodney Plimpton, Caesar ' s ghost Hilda Aalto, famous ex-prodigy. Doris Wheeler, on her Latin pony. Raymond Allard, would-be famous female vamp. Charles Hall, French Class Pet ( ?) Miss Wililams, Miss Campbell ' s private secretary. 1925 The English Class was discussing His- tory. Now, Miss Shearer, Miss O ' Keefe said Mary followed Edward VI, didn ' t she? Yes, replied Blanche. And now who followed Mary? All was silent for a moment, then — Her lamb, answered Blanche calmly. Where were you yesterday, Charles Tessier? asked Miss Crocker. Please, mum, I had a toothache. Has it stopped aching? I don ' t know, replied Charlie. What do you mean, boy, you don ' t know if your toothh has stopped aching? No, mum, the dentist kept it. If I cut a beefsteak in two, asked Miss Crocker, and then cut the halves in two what do I get? Quarters returned Tessier. Good. And then again? Eighths. Correct. Again? Sixteenths Exactly. And what then? Thirty-seconds. And once more? Hash ! cried Tessier. 1924 Mr. Clement — Are there any English de- rivatives from the noun pater? R. Allard— Er— Pat. Dot White has surprised us all and tak- en the fatal step. The lucky man is Mr. Kenneth Raison. Dot is living in Mil waukee but promises to come and see us during the Christmas Holidays.

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16 THE CRIMSON AND GRAY That ' s my good that does me good The world is a ladder for some to go up and some down. The longest life is but a parcel of mo- ments. Professor — To prove the ears of grass- hoppers are in their legs a very simple ex- periment will suffice. Place one on the ta- ble and knock on the table. He will jump off. Now cut off his legs and repeat the experiment. You will find that he will not jump. The Moving Finger writes: and, having writ, Moves on ; nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall live it back to cancel half a Line Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it. You may not hab any moh respeck foh de man wif good clo ' s on dan foh one dat am poly dressed, but yoh am alius readier ter listen ter what he hez ter say. Seven pupils in the class Of Professor Callias Iiisten silent, while he drawls ; — Throe are benches, four are walls. The Great walks with the Small without fear. The Middling keeps aloof. FOR SALE One Ford car with piston rings, Top, rear wheels and one front spring, Has no fenders, seat, or plank. Burns lota gas, hard to crank, buretor busted, half way through, Engine missing, hits one or two. It ' s three years old, five in the spring, Mas shock absorbers and every thing. Radiator busted, sure does leak, Differential dry, you can hear it squeak. Ten spokes missing, front all bent, Tire all blown out, ain ' t worth a cent. Got lots of speed, will run like the deuce, Burns either gas or tobacco juice Tires .ill off, been run on the rim. A darn good Ford for the shape it ' s in. — Ray Allard KEEP FISHIN ' Hi Somers was the durnest cuss Fer catching fish — he sure was great! He never used to make a fuss About the kind of pole, or bait, Er weather, neither; he ' d just say, I got to catch a mess today, An ' toward the creek you ' d see him slide, A-whistlin ' soft and walkin ' wide I says one day to Hi, says I, How do you always ketch ' em, Hi? He gave his bait another switch in, An ' chucklin ' , says, I just keep fishin ' . Hi took to readin ' law at night An ' pretty soon, the first he knowed, He had a lawsuit, won his fight, An ' was a lawyer, I ' ll be blowed! He knowed more law than Squire McKnab ! An ' though he had no gift of gab To brag about, somehow he made A sober sort of talk that played The mischief with the other side, One day, when some one asked if Hi ' d Explain how he got in condishion, He laughed and said, I just kept fishin ' . Well, Hi is Gov ' nor Somers now; A big man round the state, you bet — To me the same old Hi, somehow ; It wasn ' t so much the fishin pole, It wasn ' t so much the fishin hole, That won for Hi his big success ; ' Twas just his fishin ' on, I guess; A cheerful stiddy, hopeful kind Of keepin ' at it — don ' t you mind ? And that is why I can ' t help wishin ' That more of us would just keep fishin ' . Exchangj