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

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16 THE CRIMSON AND GRAY MORE TRUTH THAN POETRY Oh ! what a hunch we have at school, Of fellows that laugh, play and fool, Wise guys that laws do ridicule, Crackwise in the halls and vestibule Just sit idly in class and sleep Receive their warning slips and weep. Excuses they do always find, N ' er admitting weakness of mind, When out into the world they come Their real troubles have just begun, A mistake was made they realize. Oh ! why alas, weren ' t they more wise ? Take advise fellers ; buckle down, No night life and hanging ' round town. Show all the world what you can do; Your diploma belongs to you. Anonymous F orlorn and forsaken, R eady to die, E ven the proudest S ubmits to a sigh. H eaven helps some, M an does the rest, A s for the Freshman, N ine-tenths do their best. Doris A. Claflin, ' 30

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THE CRIMSON AND GRAY IS son, you must have had an unpleasant night. It wasn ' t very pleasant, I admit, David answered, but it was worth it. Even though luck had seemed to be going the other way, it has now paid me back fully, for it was just luck that I reached here in the nick of time. Phyllis Craig, ' 30 WHEN THE RADIO SPOKE Early in April a stranger walked into Mac ' s store to inquire about a haunted house. It was just like that. Tom Jordan happened to be there at the time, along with the others around Mac ' s store. Tom looked up at this questioner. The man was not much to look at; under- sized, spindly legs, pink eyes, and city airs. He was a collector of antiques — so he said. Sometimes a haunted house off in the woods turns out a regular gold mine, the stranger explained. Folks won ' t go near it. Old stuff in it — not touched for years. We got a haunted house rather an is- land, the proprietor cut in. How is that? asked the stranger. Well, mister, there used to be a man here by the name of Jack Sharpe. This was way back, fifty years ago. Old Jack ran some sort of business out there nights, liquor smuggling, I guess. He got very very rich, built houses and everything. Well, the gov- ' ment must ' ve heard of it. So one day a revenue cutter comes along looking for Sharpe. Jack then was just ashore and sus- pected trouble. He knew they ' d run him down so he just jumps into the water and never comes up again. Tis a fact. A few more questions asked and answered and the stranger moved on. Tom followed him out, remembering his errand. Tom Jordan, with his shock of reddish . hair, was strong- well-covered, lean hipped, big shouldered; and his father, a deputy sheriff. His favorite hobbies were swim- ming and radio, the latter, he studied in- tensely and now could send message through it. Jordan was graduating from school in June. June came, school closed, and Tom with his brother Ned was preparing to spend his vacation in their shack built on the haunted island, mentioned by Mac. One evening as the two brothers were dis- cussing their plans and packing up, a third voice broke in, that of the radio. The sta- tion announcer was reading news items. Clean break of the time lock — obviously the robbery has been carefully planned. Four- teen thousand dollars in bills missing. This desperate character is now at large, armed with the watchman ' s pistol ; and the bank has offered a reward of five-hundred dollars for his apprehension. Described by the watch- man as follows: short, sandy hair, eyes pale and red rimmed. Now where, said Tom softly, have I heard that before? His brother yawned, I ' m going to bed. Half an hour later, Tom turned in bed to whisper to his brother, Ned, if we had five hundred dollars, we could buy the islands. Then nobody — Awright, came a sleepy mumble. They got an early start the next morning. On their way, the brothers were discussing the situation of the island. In the last rays of the sun-light they per- ceived the shack. It looked like a block house on sticks ; and there were two windows, one above the other, indicating two floors. When do we eat? interrupted Ned. Right away. We ' ll unpack and have sup- per. Tom climbed up to the second story win- dow, a smile crossing his lips but the smile faded for somebody had found his shack. The blankets on the bed were tumbled, some- thing was bubbling on the stove, and the door was half open. There was some sort of dirty business. He must warn his father. Tom got down and joined his brother in some business, just in time, for footsteps of the intruder were heard. Tom had a faint recollection of the stranger. It was the man with the pink eyes. The stranger climbed in the shack and did not return, he must have gone to bed. During the night the two brothers climbed in. Yes, there he was, sleeping. It did not take them long to tie him. Tom went down to the first room where his radio was. He sent the following mes- sage, to his father. Caught the thief. Tom Jordan speaking. Wanda Kwarciak, 1931 . .

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CLASS OFFICERS WERE ELECTED AS FOLLOWS: Seniors : President Vice-President Secretary Treasurer Class Adviser Juniors : President Vice-President Secretary Treasurer Class Adviser Sophomores : President Vice-President Secretary Treasurer Class Adviser Freshman: President Vice-President Secretary Treasurer Class Adviser The Senior Class conducted a very success- ful party Friday, September twenty-first. Freddie ' s orchestra played for dancing and every one seemed to have a good time. Friday, October fifth, the annual Fresh- man Reception was held under the auspices Oswald Gregoire Helen Grant Henry Martin Elizabeth Favreau Mr. Furber Charles Thimblin Edna Pinsonneault Andrea Proulx George Dugas Miss Finnegan Frank Buckley Grace Palmer Frances Vaughan Alfred Miscook Miss Dube John Buckley Margaret Walker Dorothy Labelle Wallace McLean Miss Fitzgerald of the Junior class. The celebrities of the class are: Tallest Boy James Mason Tallest Girl Blanche Metivier Fattest Boy Herbert Wilkinson Fattest Girl Nellie Heaton Sheik Edward Monteville Beauty Italmerica Celo Smallest Boy Robert Desaulniers Smallest Girl Wanda Slota Baby Boy John Cooper Baby Girls Pauline Paquette Celia Pezzetti Wednesday Morning Exercises : September twenty-sixth, Alma and Jane Lemoine played The Charge of the Uhlans and The Petersburg Sleighride. Herbert Wilkinson played a medley on the harmonica followed by Our Director, Octo- ber third. October Seventeenth, Ruth Clough sang for us The Rosary and The False Proph- et. October twenty-seventh, we were enter- tained by a trio composed of Alice Jacques, Wanda Kwaricak and Doris Dubreuil who played Old Man Sunshine and My Win- dow of Dreams. The Glee Club is rehearsing for an operet- ta, The Bells of Beaujolais, to be given the latter part of January. It was unanimously voted to have a stan- dard school ring and representative from each class were chosen to select the design.