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Back Row, Left to Right: Miss List, Miss Sanders, Miss Williams, Mr. Mac- 
Kenny, Miss White, Miss Friedrich, Mr. Macomber. 
Front R»u>, Left to Right: Miss Hausman, Miss Downey, Mr. Green, Miss 
Schofleld. Miss Coffin. 


Editor-in-Chief , Mary Stewart 
Managing Editor, Gorham Brown Business Manager, Junior Herrick 

Back row, left to right: Jean Bradlee, Annie Edwards, Percy Walker, John Parker, Gorham 

Brown, Freemont Shirley, Francis Kirkpatrick, Wilford Herrick, Kenneth Howland. 
Middle row, left to right: Adeline Bitters, Emily Bates, Persis Holmes, Mary Stewart, 

Junior Herrick, Betty Goodrich, Emily Gay, Winslow Freeman, Alison Winsor. 
Front row, left to right: Rita Simmons, Helen Snider, Elinor Herrick, Miss Sanders, 

Barbara Lantz, Marguerite Bitters, Kenneth McAuliffe. 

STAFF OF 1935-36 
Editorial Staff 

Editor-in-Chief Gorham Brown 

Managing Editor Kenneth Howland 


News Editor Elinor Herrick 

Personals Jean Bradley 

Assistant Ruby Osborn 

Literary Editor Adeline Bitters 

Assistant Agnes Teravainen 

Sports Dorothy Mosher, Winslow Freeman 

Exchange Kenneth McAuliffe 

Alumni Inez Randall 

Reporters, Ethel Hill, Helen Reed, Jane O'Neil, Myrtle Pierce, Mary Cassujy, Thelma 
Peterson, Gertrude Putnum. 

Jokes Geraldine Crocker, Percy Walker 

Assistants Eunice Arnold, Thomas Boucher 

Business Staff 

Business Manager Wilford Herrick 

Circulation Managers Lois Whitney, Betty Goodrich 

Assistant Edna Paghera 

Advertising Manager Francis Kirkpatrick 

Assistants Roger Cushing, Eugene Redlon, Henry McNeil 

Typing Manager Ellen Walker 

Assistants Rita Simmons, Harold Hill, Pansy Soule, A. Edwards 

Scrub Staff 

Muriel Evans, Wintrop Murphy, Miriam Baker, Doris Collingwood, Helen Ohlson, Madeline 
Gibson, Warren Sprague, Raymond Chandler, Alice Soule, Wayne Stearns, Virginia 
Weston, John Morton, Robert Delano, George Davis, Edmund Frazar, Florence 
Nickolson, Edith Williams, Robert Means, Caroline Govoni, Clifford Cornwell, and 
Thelma Ferrell. 

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President Junior Herrick Secretary Fremont Shirley 

Vice President Roy Ahlquist Treasurer Phil Chandler 

Maiden February 8, 1 9 1 7 "Al" 

"I am the master of my fate." 

Ambition: To tie an airplane pilot. Favorite Occupation: Fishing. 

Roy, you rascal, 
We thought you were shy ; 
But bow with girls 
We see you ride by. 

Baseball 4: Vice President; Senior Class Play, Mr. Wheeler; Operettas 2, 4; Dance Committee 1, 2, 
3, 4 ; Clays Prophecy. 

Duxbury June 9, 1917 "Emmie" 

"She has a voice of gladness and a smile." 
Ambition : To be a Nurse. Favorite Occupation : Telephone Operating 

Good natured and jolly, 
That's Emily Bates — 
Pleasant to work with 
And liked by her mates. 

Partridge 3, 4; Secretary 1; Senior Class Play, Delia; Operettas 1, 2, 4; Play Committee; Dance 

Committee 1, 2, 3, 4; Graduation Gifts. 


Duxbury December 25, 1917 "Tribouski" 

"There is a pleasure in a pathless woods." 
Ambition: To see Venus. Favorite Occupation: Crow Hunting. 

Carl is a mighty hunter 
Who hunts tue blackest crow 
To better his good aim 
And earn some needed "dough." 
Baseball 4 ; Operettas 2, 4 : Dance Committee 2, 3, 4. 

Duxbury September 23, 1916 "Marg" 

"She was of those who hoard their own thoughts carefully." 

Ambition : To be a nurse. Favorite Occupation : Dancing. 

The dignity of the class 

Is supported well 

By this stately girl 

Who has Partridges to sell. 
Partridge 3, 4; Operettas 2, 4: Dance Committee 1, 2, 3, 4; Play Committee; Class History; Senior 
Cli'.ss Play. The Secretary. 

Duxbury May 23, 1916 "Deacon" 

"There is no difficulty to him who wills." 
AmJiition : To remain a bachelor. Favorite Occupation : Dancing. 

"Oh Romeo, Oh Borneo," 

Call all the maidens tair; 

But "Phil" picks out a Freshman 

And gives the rest the air. 
Basketball, Assistant Manager 3, Manager 4; Orchestra 1, 2, 3, 4 ; Partridge 3; Class, Secretary 1, 3; 
Class Treasurer 2, 4; Student Council 4; Senior Play, Clarence; Operettas 2, 4; Class Motto; Senior 
Play Committee ; Dance Committee 4. 

Duxbury November 21, 1917 "Beepo" 

"/ guess I'm bad as I can be." 
Ambition : To sell Chevrolets. Favorite Occupation : Gunning and raising ducks. 

Wherever there's mischief. 

Junior's sure to be there ; 

But he must study sometimes 

For his marks are Quite fair. 
Basketball 4; Partridee 4; Baseball 3, 4; President 2, 4; Council 1, 2, 3; Class Play, Bobble: 
Graduation Gifts; Dance Committee 1, 2, 3, 4; Play Committee. 

Allston, Mass. January 27, 1917 "Chesty" 

"Every man has his own hobby." 
Ambition : To graduate. Favorite Occupation : Philandering. 

Chesty's a chemist 
Strong, mighty, and daring. 
Some of his formulas 
Are really quite scaring. 
Dance Committee 4 ; Senior Class Play, Property Man. 


Class Motto 

Blue and White 

Today Decides Tomorrow 

Nova Scotia September 19, 1917 "Nick" 

"We beseech you, sir, be merry." 
Ambition: To be a Captain of a Steamboat. Favorite Occupation: Trading. 

"Xick," tall and lanky. 
We declare the class wit. 
In all kinds of sports 
He has plenty of grit. 

Basketball 2, 3, 4; Orchestra 2, 3, 4; Baseball 3, 4; Student Council 4; Senior Class Play. The 
Villain ; Operetta 4 ; Class Will. 

Duxbury April 8, 1917 "Monty" 

"He who knows how to be silent approaches nearest to the Gods." 
Ambition: None (It doesn't pay). Favorite Occupation: Fireflght'ng. 

He doesn't seem to care for girls; 
But don't be sure — beware! 
He's one of those strong silent men. 
At heart a woman -slayer. 

Partridge 4; Baseball 1. 3, 4; Secretary 2. 4; Class Piay, Butler; Operetta 4: Dance Committee 
1. 2, 3, 4. 

Youngstown, Ohio May 7. 1918 "Hidy" 

"Gather ye roses while ye may." 
Ambition: To own a car like Willie's. Favorite Occupation: Mouatala dinning. 

The boys think Helen. 
The little flirt, is swell. 
She spends her time dancing 
And is the class bell. 

Basketball 3. 4; Partridge 3, 4; Vice President 3: Senior Class Play, Vi< let ; Dance Committee 1. 2. 
3, 4 ; Play Committee ; Honor Essay. 

Duxbury January 25, 1917 "Stew" 

"No entertainment is so cheap as read'ng, nor any pleasure so lasting." 
Ambition : T'o be a tap dancer. Favorite Occupation : Camping. 

Stew's a bright girl 

With ambitions galore : 

Still she's a sport 

Ready for fun by the score. 
Basketball 3, 4; Partridge 2, 3, 4; President I. 3; Student Council 4; Dunce Committee 1. 2, 3, 4; 
Honor Essay. 

Duxbury hebruary 11. 1915 "Tommy" 

"A portly man of business, with a balance of h's own." 
Ambition : To get out of Duxbury High School. Favorite Occupation : Eating three times a day. 

"Tommy'' is a garage man 
Who drives a bus to school. 
He's very quiet and shy 
And keeps both calm and cool. 

Boston, Mass. 

Ambition : To go to Wellesley 

September 6. 1918 
"Gaiety is the soul's health." 

Basketball 3. 4; Partridge 3, 4: 

Essay; Dance Committee 1, 2, 3, 4 ; Play Committtee 

The whole school likes 
This cheerful lass — 
The comic relief 
Of the senior class. 
Treasurer 3 ; Class Play, Cora ; Operettas 1, 


Favorite Occupation : Eating. 

Graduation Honor 


In Memoriam 

February 6, 1917 

June 6. 1932 


It was a great week-end wasn't it, 
darling? After all, we ex-room mates 
must have a good old reunion every 
once in a while. . . . No, darling, 
I didn't miss it at first. I asked Marie 
about it and she finally told me you 
had taken it. My old compact did just 
as well, even though it was a cheap 
thirty-dollar affair. . . . No, honey, 
I was going to give you one like it for 
your birthday. You merely forgot to 
mention it. . . . Yeah, it was a success 
going to the party in swim suits, 
wasn't it? Do you remember borrow- 
ing my ermine wrap because you 
were cold? . . . No, dear, not at all. 
You left in such a hurry, I'm sure you 
forgot to mention it. I've another. 
. . . Wasn't it a scream when you 
put the fire cracker in Mrs. Martin's 
chair? I thought I'd split when you 
poured ink down Mrs. Chickester's 
mousseline-de-soie evening gown. 
She's very touchy but we enjoyed it 
so much. But when you burned holes 
in Jack's new suit it was so cute! It 
gave me ideas for an eyelet dress. 
Really, you're ingenious, darling. . . . 
Can you imagine it, my servants all 
left yesterday. Oh well, they were all 
overpaid. But it was too bad after 
all the trouble you went to, putting 
pine needles in their beds so that they 
would smell good — the beds I mean. 
Yeah, that's gratitude. . . . My dear, 
the Mona Lisa looked just like Hookey 
when you put the dots on her face to 
signify a four-days beard. Honey, 
my little La-Salle roadster has been 
missing since you left. Oh, that's 
O. K. You forgot to mention it. . . . 
Sure, honey, you're forgiven. There's 
one thing I can't forgive tho'. When 
you left you took my husband. No, 
no, it's not that. But why in Heav- 
en's name did you send him back? 
That really was dumb! It brings your 
high standard down, a bit. 

Ethel Barriault. 


A breeze of spring was drifting by, 
When in through a window it chanced 
to fly. 

There at a desk, a student sat 
Studying hard about this and that. 
He felt the breeze upon his cheek, 
And no longer did the day seem bleak. 
His blood went racing through his 

For in the Spring Nature ordains 
That when the gentle breezes come, 
Work must be always left undone. 
He left his work and began to dream 
About peacefully fishing in a stream. 
Soon drowsiness upon him crept; 
He forgot all else — for now he slept. 
Thelma Peterson, 38. 


The water with its ripples grand 
Winds a path amidst the sand. 
Happy though it seems to us, 
I wonder if it's ever cross! 

Now as I sit and watch it flow 
I wonder where it all does go. 
E'en though my thoughts it does not 

I'm mighty glad that it is near. 

Eunice Arnold, '3 8. 


Softly on *he flowers, 
Gently on the lane, 
Sprinkling leafy flowers, 
Patters April rain. 

Hear its merry music, 
Mocking blue birds gay; 
Watch the little puddles 
Grow throughout the day. 

When the rain is over 
Everything looks new; 
Grass and leaves will sparkle; 
The sky is brighter blue. 

All the world was grimy; 
Nature washed it up — 
Just as any human 
Would wash a dirty pup. 

Phyllis Peterson, Grade 8. 


Jim shook his head, very carefully 
at first, for it ached intolerably. He 
lay in bed, enjoying the luxury of a 
Sunday morning as well as his throb- 
bing temples would permit him. Then 
slowly, painfully, he crawled out of 
bed and looked out of the window. 
The sun, sparkling on the bay, and the 
gentle wind blowing in at the window 
seemed to mock at him. Suddenly a 
dark, sympathetic woman came into 
the room and spoke. 

"Well, Jim, you surely made a fool 
out of yourself last night." 

"Now, Mom, the boys and I were 
only having a little harmless fun. 
They don't manage to get out much 
and a class reunion means a lot to 
us " 

"Yes, but what will the neighbors 
think? Mrs. Pierce called up and said 
that you and that Ruggles man were 
out wrestling in the pansy bed under 
her cherry tree." 

"Good old Charlie. I hope he feels 
the same way I do. Oh, my head! I 
need a Bromo, 'pronto'." 

I thought so. Tactfully indicating 
a tumbler filled with the desired liquid 
on a table, she bustled out of the 
room. As soon as the door shut on 
her retreating form, Jim reached for 
the glass and gulped down the con- 
tents to relieve his foggy brain. 
Finally, his vision still slightly im- 
paired, he lurched over to where his 
clothes lay on the floor and picking 
them up, automatically started to get 
dressed. Suddenly he realized that he 
was to land a load of rye whiskey 
and Scotch that night. 

"Oh, oh. I promised Charlie I'd 
do it just once more, but if Edith 
finds out — our engagement goes bust 
— up in the air like a sky rocket — 
hip — woops! Promised Ma I wouldn't 
run that liquor again. Oh well, can't 
let Charlie down. Good ole Charlie, a 
friend in a million, the old walrus. 
When at last Jim pulled on his clothes, 


he slowly, lightly, with due respect 
to his unreasonable head, clamored 
down the stairs. Groawng he finally 
got to the kitchen and tenderly sat 
down to eat. He soon got up again, 
however, for the food didn't help his 
head at all. 

"Gosh, Mom, my head aches." 

"It will go away before evening, 
son," she said, bustling over to the 
sink. "You've only got yourself A) 

"I know it. But if it doesn't clear 
away bef»re tonight, I won't be able 
to — er — that is — well — I have to do 
a little job for Charlie. Nothing dan- 
gerous. Just a little job." A look of 
intense fear shadowed the face of 
Jim's mother bafoae she answered. 

"Jim, you're not going to — to land 
any liquor are you?? That isn't the 
job is it? — Why don't you answer?" 

"Now, mother, it will be all right 
I'm sure, and anyhow this is the last 
job I'll ever do like that. Besides I 
naed the money to get married. You 
know what Edith expects. There's 
nothing at all to worry about." 

"Jim, you always say it will be the 
last job you'll ever do, but instead of 
working harder up at your office when 
you need more money what do you 
do? You know as well as I that 
you're bound to get caught one of 
these days and then Edith won't mar- 
ry you. Jim, I'll give you the money." 

"No, I ca«'t take your money," 
he said striding brusquely across the 
room. "You know I promised 
Charlie, and a White nevar breaks his 
promise. I know the channels in the 
bay better than anyone else, and be- 
sides there's no danger, either. The 
patrol always sleeps on Sunday nights. 
I'm going to lie down now and sleep 
all afternoon." So, slowly wending his 
way to his favorite couch, Jim bur- 
rowed down in it, first placing his 
head tenderly on the softest pillow. 
Mrs. White threw a blanket over him 
then trudged upstairs to rest and try 
to forget her wayward son. 

When Jim woke up, much clearer in 
mind, evening was just falling; so 
stealing softly out of the house in 
order not to wake up his mother, he 
ran to his car and drove over to 
Charlie's house to pick him up. They 
whizzed along the main road until 
they were about ten miles outside of 
town, there turned down a side road, 
and bumped along until they came to 

a hidden shed where they parked their 
car. After they had listened intently 
for several minutes a rumbling and 
rattling sound came to their ears as a 
huge truck passed the hiding place. 

"There th»y are," Jim muttered, 
"Let's get going." 

"Okey, big boy." So clambering 
out of the car they went down a lit- 
tle path beside the dirt road until 
they came to some woods. The truck 
was parked near the shore and several 
men were swiftly unloading cases of 
liquor into a huge, swift, gray boat. 
They were silently recognized, jumped 
into the boat and looked the motor 
over in preparation for the night's 
escapade. Suddenly one of the men 
whispered, to Charlie, their boss. 

"Psst, Charlie, those cops are on 
our trail again, but we ducked them 
about twelve miles back." 

"Say, why didn't you say that be- 

"Well, I forgot it until just now." 

"Yeah? Don't next time." After 
several minutes Charlie whispered. 
"You all set, Jim?" 

"Sure thing." 

"C'mon then." Running down a 
small wharf and dropping into the 
boat, the men all started off except 
the trwck driver who had gone with 
the truck to meet them at the wharf 
where they were landing. Quietly 
running out of the cove where they 
were Jim didn't open up the engine 
until they were out on the bay. Then 
the night stillness was shattered by 
the purring of the fast running motor. 
Fate was with them until they were 
just entering the basin by the wharf. 
There Charlie heard the soft beating 
of a motor, and immediately after- 
ward a grey boat darted out from 
behind a b'ick schooner. 

"Gee, the harbor patrol, Jim." 

"For Gosh sakes." 

"Turn around." 

"I can':. I'd bump into them. 
Gotta go to the wharf." Then, as it 
loomed into view, Jim tensely eased 
the boat up along side, and quick'y, 
before the others knew what was 
happening, jumped overboard. Gulp- 
a hues mouthful of air, he swam 
rapidly under water an ' was a'most 
to the shore, when he heard a zip of 
a bullet behind him and felt a sharp 
pain as it creased his flesh. The 'put, 
put' of a motor made Jim look be- 
hind him and see the black shadow 

that was creeping upon him. Gasping 
for breath he pressed on until he 
gained the shadowy banks. There he 
staggered over to a car, got in and 
speeded back to the place where he 
had left his. As Jim was leaving, 
he saw two pin-points of light moving 
rapidly up the bay toward him. 

My Gosh, the boat," he gasped. 
Speeding up the car, Jim drove out of 
the bumpy road and toward home. 
He drove into his yard, safely, and 
he never ran liquor again. 

Alison Winsor, '3 5. 


Under the willow 
In the dusk of night 
I found a wee lily 
With petals of white. 

Over the elm trees 
Thru the window pane bars 
I searched out the moon 
And I wished on the stars. 

Then down by the pine grove 
I found a queer thing 
Wkh a sparkle of light 
And a bright colored wing. 

You'd say that I'm silly — 
These things you don't see. 
But as small as they are 
Well — I'd rather be me! 

Ellen Walker, '36. 


I walked through the summer woods 
one day 

And watched the baby chipmunks 

They ran and scampered over logs, 
And seemed to tease the croaking 


I saw the woodthrush build its nest, 
The woodpecker flaunt his flaming 

But the best of all that I saw that day 
Was the ^eadowlark in its nest of hay. 
Woodrow Bergstrom, '38. 


Oh, how I hate long dresses 
That scrape along the ground, 
And gather all the bugs 
For yards and yards around! 

Oh, let me wear the short ones — 
So the fluttering of each breeze 
Will not try my patience, 
And I can walk in ease! 

Dorothy Mosher, '37. 



One evening I was alone in the 
house studying my lessons. Suddenly 
I heard in the next room several tones 
of the piano, struck in the most deli- 
cate way. My heart stood still. Soon 
it came again, tickling and irregular. 
My pen froze to my fingers. The 
sounds were too soft for anybody to 
be playing. 

"Gosh," I said to myself, as the 
force of it struck me, "the family has 
gone to the movies." I was alone in 
the house! 

Now my teachers claimed that I 
was a sensible boy when I did my 
home lessons, and 1 thought I was too 
old to believe in ghosts. However, 
something in quality of those few 
notes held me petrified. I found my- 
self trying to bolster up my courage 
by saying, "You're not very scared, 
are you?" 

Only two notes were being played, 
first one then the other, one sometimes 
longer then the other. Now they 
came in a confused clamor. "What 
are you waiting for?" I said by way 
of self -encouragement, for the sus- 
pense was awful. So collecting my 
few scattered wits and screwing up 
what passed for my courage I started 
toward that room on shaking knees 
and wobbly legs. 

The sounds came louder and faster. 
It was a case of do or die. Then I 
rounded the corner. The breath came 
out of me like steam out of a factory 
whistle. I staggered back, for there 
on the floor, tangled up in the thread 
that had somehow gotten caught in 
between the keys, lay the family 

Ralph Davenport, Grade 8. 


The student spends four years in col- 

Trying to gain a little more knowl- 

Then four more years of drudgery 
Before he gets his first degree; 
And after that a couple more 
Before he goes to an office door. 

There, he hangs his hat on high 
And waits until the years go by. 
A half a dozen years until 
He earns a living through his skill; 
But once his practice gets a start, 
His is an easy, pleasant art. 

Raymond Baker, '36. 

Song of Songs 

"I'm Yours for Tonight" you whisp- 

He answered "Tonight is Mine" 
"Always" "I'll String Along with You" 
"Beneath a Whispering Pine" 
" 'Twas then I knew" that I was thru 
"I Never Had a Chance" 
There's "Dust on the Moon" "So Help 

"Goodbye" to our romance. 
"Two Cigarettes in the Dark" I saw 

"Where there's Smoke there's Fire" and 

"The Night was made for Love" 
"I Lost My Heart's Desire" 
"Oh Adeline, Sweet Adeline," 
"How could you treat me so"? 
"You're Haunting Me" since you turned 

me down 
For "South American Joe." 

"He was a desperate Desmond, 
Who lured you with tales of the sea 
When "Things Might Have Been So 

"In Our Nest" "On the Isle of Capri" 
"And When I Grow too Old to Dream" 
"The Touch of Your Hand" to miss 
I'll still think "You're the Top" 
When "Hands Across the Table" 
Becomes forgotten Bliss. 
"I'll Never Change" "Believe Me" 
Until my sad heart sops 
"You Fit into the Picture" and 
Though "I Believe in Miracles" 
I see but "Clouds" and "Rain" 
And "In a Blue and Pensive Mood" 
"I'm Out in the Cold Again" 
Like "London on a Rainy Night" 
I'm lost in a dismal fog 
"So Fare-thee-well, My Annabelle" 
"I Gotta See a Man About a Dog." 

Ellen Walker. 


Oh, I am in bed, 

With a cold in my head, 

And the world is all forlorn." 

I talk through my nose, 

And soak my toes, 

And squelch kind friends with scorn. 

My eyes are runny, 

My knees feel as funny 

As the knees of a thing just born. 

Oh, I'm in bed, 

With a cold in my head, 

And the world is all forlorn. 

George Kirkpatrick, '37. 


Running her finger down the list 
of names of the telephone directory, 
Margaret finally stopped with the 
name Elizabeth Bennett, 342 Charl- 
ton Road, Forest Hills, Long Island, 
New York. 

"Here's a nice name, Marion," she 
said, pointing out the name to her 
friend who was in looks just her op- 
posite. Marion had dark hair and eyes 
and an olive complexion. Although 
she was a little more serious than Mar- 
garet, she was full of fun. 

"Let me see! Oh, Elizabeth Ben- 
nett. M-m-m-m that's a nice name 
and address, too," replied Marion. 

"Well, now that you have found a 
name you like, do tell me what you've 
got up your sleeve because I'm dying 
to know," implored Margaret. 

"You see it's this way," explained 
Marion." I read in a book once that 
a girl wrote to the person whose name 
she liked. Well it turned out to be an 
elderly lady who liked the idea of 
writing to some one she didn't know. 
After they had kept up their corre- 
spondence for over a year, the lady 
died. But the best part of it was that 
she left the girl one thousand dollars 
in her will." 

"My goodness, Marion, don't tell 
me that you, a sensible girl like you, 
think that such a thing could hap- 
pen to us." 

"Oh no," answered Marion seri- 
ously," I don't think that, but it 
would be fun. Will you try it with 

"I'll try anything once," Margaret 
assured her. 

The two girls wrote the letter and 
about two weeks later received an 
answer. It turned out that the person 
to whom they had written was an 
old maid about forty. "But she really 
seems like an awfully sweet old maid," 
said Margaret. 

This correspondence had been going 
on for over a year when the two girls 
were invited by Marion's aunt to come 
and visit her in New York City k for a 
while. The girls were thrilled, not 
only to visit in New York but also to 
have the chance to see Elizabeth Ben- 

So a week later with great expecta- 
tion Margaret and Marion were hur- 
rying down Charlton Road in New 
York talking fast and excitedly. 

"What do you think she'll look 
like?" asked Marion. 

Oh I bet she'll look sweet. I'm 
crazy to see tne little girt snop sne s 
Dccn writing to us aDout." 

iwo or uuee minutes later the gins 
were mounting tne steps of a rather 
small Out neat and cos/ iittie House 
wiin a gut snop in ironi. niey rang 
tne aooiDeil ana were usnered into tne 
nouse. ivuss Dennett was niter man 
tney haa expectea anu consequent./ 
tncy spent an enjoy aoic aiteinoon. 

curing tncir stay in i\ew lorit 
they saw eacn otner a great aeai anu 
as Marion s aunt nad met ner, miss 
bennett came to their home aiso. 

A lew days Detore tne gins were 
leaving iNew XorK. tor home xvnss Den- 
nett miormed tnem that sne nau a 
sunpnse lor tnem. 1 Something you n 
UKe, too," sne auded. 

mere were iour or them, sitting in 
the living room — Miss Dennett, Mar- 
garet, Marion, ana Marion s aunt. 

INow, " said hiizabetn Dennett," 1 
know you girls are eager to 
what the surprise is, so l won't waste 
any time. I'm sailing t«r fcurope in 
son line me tnat s a long time to be 
two weeKs to travel around t ranee 
and Italy to see it i can picR up some 
antiques and rare girts, i m going to 
be gone tnree months and tor a per- 
alone. So 1 wondered if you two gins 
would care to come. All you ve got 
to do is say 'yes'." 

For about two minutes there was 
complete silence, then botn girls burst 
out with "yes" and also hundreds of 

On the day of sailing there was 
much hurrying and scurrying, but 
they were finally safe on board. As 
the ship began to leave New York 
Marion said, "Well, my idea was 
pretty good, wasn't it? And the book 
wasn't so far wrong after all." 

Barbara Means. 


Oh! little firefly I see at night, 
Tell me why you shine so bright. 
Tell me why you disappear 
Before I realize you are near. 

Oh! little boy so far below, 
If you wish, I'll let you know: 
My little light is like a star; 
It signals to my friends afar. 

Edna Paghera, '37. 

"A very busy man has no time to 
grow old." — Andre Maurois. 


Out I went into a forest green 
To write a poem about a stream — 
You know they say inspirations come 
About the time when day is done — 
So I seated myself beside i brook 
That flowed through a dark and shady 

There were plenty of flies and mos- 

quitos there — 
Really many more than I could bear; 
But I gritted my teeth and started 


(They can never say that I did shirk). 
"There once was an elf, 
Who lived in a brook. 
In his pantry was a shelf 
And there sat the cook." 
Heavens! that didn't make much 

It was really rather dense. 
So I started again for another "try"; 
I had determined to do it, bust, or die; 
But I took something else and aban- 
doned the stream. 
The next thing I wrote of was en- 
titled "My Dream." 
"The other night I had a dream 
I was sailing on the open sea 
When I saw a radiant sunny beam, 
That seemed to beckon and call to 

That was fairly good, but what else 

should I write? 
Surely no one was ever in such a 


I was about to give up when I got a 

That to me real satisfaction brought. 

"Poetry is an awful bore, 

Poems are a worry, 

Lest I be tempted to write any more, 

I'll end this one in a hurry." 

Thelma Peterson, '38. 


The whippoorwill called from the 

apple tree. 
He seemed to call and call to me 
To come out and sit 'neath the moon 

so bright, 
In that clear, cool, silently fragrant 


The moonlight shone on soft colored 

And found white rabbits in downy 

While the whippoorwill flew in gliding 

And called and called 'till out of 

Woodrow Bergstrom, '38. 


A middle aged man was sitting in 
his smoking room when he suddenly 
heard a shrill piercing scream. It was 
about ten p. m. on a cold dreary win- 
ter's night. He jumped up and ran 
into the living room, but his wife was 
nowhere to be seen. There was an- 
other blood-curdling scream coming 
from upstairs. He ran up calling to 
his wife. She answered, "I'm in here, 
Jack; get the gun and come quickly." 
He ran into the room but could see 
no one. "Over in the corner, Jack, 
quick." He looked in the corner and 
what do you suppose he saw? What 
would you expect? Why yes, of 
course, a Mouse! 

4 A. M. 

It was about four o'clock in the 
morning one day in May when I was 
awakened by the sound of stealthy 
footsteps. Rising, I crept down stairs 
in time to see a man go out the door, 
carrying a spade. He approached a 
lonely part of the garden and began 
to dig. What was he seeking? My 
thoughts turned to gold, diamonds. 
Perhaps he intended to conceal a for- 
tune there. 

It was then I noticed a shiny ob- 
ject near him. Ah, I had solved it. 
The shiny object was a tin can, and 
the subject of the man's search was a 
lowly angleworm, for the gardener in- 
tended to go trout fishing that morn- 

Kenneth Howland, '37. 


The babbling brook 
That goes singing along, 
Is carefree and happy 
The whole day long. 

Filled with the trout 
Who are lively and gay, 
It ne'er tires of its task 
Of gliding all day. 

Fred Wadsworth, '38. 


He stands there 

Firm, strong, and straight 

Looking ahead with prophetic sight 

To see what the future holds; 

But still his glance 

Holds the golden light 

Of years that have passed. 

Lois Whitney, '36. 


Back Row, Left to Right: Charles Olsen, George Teravainen, Robert Bimten, 

Eben Grace, Prank Santos, Manuel Veiga, Esther Belknap. William 

Towne, Arlene Randall, Ann Patterson. 
Middle Row, Left to Right: Richard Ford, Dorothy Eldrid<?e. Letitia Le Cain, 

Lawrence McAuliffe, Marion Putnam, Marie Reed, Philip Rubin, Philip 

Mobbs, Lloyd Blanchard, Marshall Freeman. 
Front Row, Left to Right: Sylvia O'Neil, Penelope Converse, Robert Short, 

Helen Taylor, Mauguerite Chandler, John Alden, Arthur Cornwell, Betty 

Green, Mary Morton, Lois Otley, Zulmira Fernandes. 


President Betty Delano 

Vice President Ray Delano Treasurer Malcolm Mosher 

Secretary Martha Nickerson Council Member Evelyn Edwards 

Back Row, Left to Right: Louis Mendes, Carl Sampson, Charles Walter 

Clinton Sampson, Irvina Jones, Edith Peterson, Frances Burns, Irving 

Whitney, Martha Nickerson, Winthrop Hagman. 
Middle Row, Left to Right: Clarence Walker, Arthur Martin, Milton Ellis, 

Doris Prince, Helen Mosher, Esther Parks, Madeline Macari, Nancy O'Neil, 

Evelyn Edwards, Joel Newman, Bernard Lexner, Norman Short, Nira 


Front Row, Left to Right: Mona Scholpp, Malcolm Mosher, Earla Chandler, 
Gladys Black, ffleanor Jones, Betty Delano, Norma MacKenney, Ray 
Delano, Kendall Blanchard, Ann Peterson, Phoebe Shirley, Lawrence 


Back. R-ic, Lelt to R'ght: Rita Lacos. Svnnove Strom Arthur Studley, Dorothy 
Stetson, Merle Simmons, Jean Ec";ersley, Rexford Randall. 

M'.ddle Rcw. Left to R : ght: Phyllis Eldridge, Stanley McAuliffe, Olive Davis, 
Emma Per".: ns, Marian Sh rley. Jchn Shirley, Hazel Eldridge, Mary Perry, 
Ivlarjo.i': Chirchn, Georgo Stetson, Kathleen Bergstrom. 

Frznt Row. Le~i t^ R'zht: Carlton Turner, Margaret Nathan, Clarence 
Psacc': M~delne Churchill Thomas Taylor, Jean Horsfall, Lloyd 
Ch.nciLr Anaie Elack, Ceclia Mobbs, Arthur Verge, Flora Holmes. 


Back Ro-x. Left to R'ght: Stephen Lambathas, Virginia Weston, Edith 

W. Lams, Phyliis Peterson. L„uis, Joseph Little, Edmund Frazer, 

Alma Nickerson Alice Sov.le. 
ri ddle Roic, Left to Right: George Eavis, Ralph Davenport, Marjorie Lantz, 

Nancy Kenigan, Natilie Soule. Margaret Teravainen, Betty Olson, Robert 

Eelano, Raymond Bennet Earl Ford. 
Front Rcto, Left t. R'ght: Jchr. Morton, Robert Means, Domingo Fernandes, 

Thelma Ferrell, Clifford Cornwall, Wayne Stearns, John Le Cain, Helen 

B;rg. Flo.ence Nicitolsen. 

President Raymond Chandler 

Vice President John Merry Treasurer Fred Wadsworth 

Secretary Eunice Arnold Council Member John Deer ng 

Back Row, Left to R'ght: Doris Collingwocd, John Deering, Philip Boucher, 

Woodrow Bergstrcm, Warren Sprague, Frances McAulifle, Ray Parks. 
Middle Row, Lett to Right: Maurice Shirley, Fred Wadsworth, Helen Ohlson, 

Madeline Gibson, Eunice Arnold, Frances Haywood, Joseph Berg, John 

Merry, Thelma Peterson. 
Frc~~t Rovj Left +o R<aht: Ravrmnd Chandler, Charlotte Hagbourne, Muriel 

Evans, Mary Cassidy, Winthrop Murphy, John Mobbs, Miriam Baker, Jane 

u Neil, Gertrude Putman. 


President Eugene Redlon 

Vice President Dorothy Mosher Treasurer George Kirkpatrick 

Secretary Geraldine Crocker Council Member Kenneth Howland 

Back Row, Left to Right: Ethel Hill, Ruby Osborn, Roger Cushing, John 

Parker, Percy Walker, Edna Hill, Eleanor Putman, Hazel Parks. 
Middle Row, Left to Right: Kenneth McAuliffe, Eugene Redlon, George Kirk- 
patrick, Edward Arnold, Kenneth Howland, Thomas Boucher, Henry 

Front Row, Left to Right: Ethel Barriault, Dorothy Mosher, Agnes Teravainen, 
Geraldine Crocker, Helen Reed, Barbara Means, Edna Paghera, Inez 
Randall. Myrtle Pierce. 


President Winslow Freeman 

Vice President Charles Estes Treasurer Elinor Herrici: 

Secrztary Pansy Soule Council Member Winslow Freeman 

Back Row, Left to Right: Thomas Parker, Gorham Brown, Wilford Herrick. 

Frances Kirkpatrick, Charles Estes, Raymond Baker, Winslow Freeman 
Middle Rczo. Left to Right: Rita Simmons, Edward Berriman. Jean Bradlee. 
Emily Gay, Wilfred Cushing, Annie Edwards, Clifford Wyman, Betty 
Goodrich. Lois Whitney. 
Front Row, Left to Right: Ellen Walker, Pansy Soule, Elinor Herrick, Edna 
Nilson, Adeline Bitters, Barbara Lantz, Mildred Berg, Harold Hill. 

Left to Right: Avilla Perry, Irvin Belknap. Forrest Edwards, Forrest Hayward, 
Russell Belknap, Barney Rubin, Gaudonce Fernandes, M. Ruth Schofield, 
Arthur Fernandes. 

Back Row, Left to Right: Betty Goodrich, manager; Dorothy Mosher; Ruby 

Osborn; Miriam Baker 
Front Row, Left to Right: 
captain; Helen Snider; 





ALce Soule; Annie Edwards; Miss Lisc, coach. 
Rita Simmons; Elinor Herrick; Alison Winsor, 
Mary Stewart; Jean Bradlee. 
SEASON OF 1934-35 

28 Duxbury 4 Marshfield 13 

6 Duxbury 29 Pembroke 13 

33 Duxbury 36 Norwell 37 

33 Duxbury 11 Scituate 31 

Back Row, Left to Right: Eugene Redlon, assistant manager; Philip Chand- 
ler, manager; Fremont Shirley; Victor Nickerson; Francis Kirkpa trick; 
Charles Estes; Coach Macomber. 

t Row, Left to R'ght: Kenneth Howland; Edward Arnold; Waldo Herrick, 
c ptain; Cl.fford Wyman: Winslow Freeman. 

SEASON OF 1934-35 
33 Duxbury 21 Marshfield 29 Duxbury 13 

26 Duxbury 18 Pembroke 35 Duxbury 13 

26 Duxbury 25 ' Nerwell 29 Duxbury 33 

3/ Duxb ;ry 25 Situate 26 Duxbu.y 15 


Sclt ,:ate 
Nor ..ell 


Back Row, Left to Right: Fred Wadsworth, Gene Redlon, Thomas Boucher, 
Jean Bradlee, Victor Nickerson, Philip Chandler, Lois Whitney, Betty 
Goodrich, Rexford Randall, Edmund Frazer. 

Front Row, Left to R'qht: Hazel Eldridge, Virginia Weston, Clifford Wyman, 
Harold Hill, Dorothy Stetson, Helen Berg, John Shirley, Carlton Turner. 

President Winslow Frseman 

V'ce President Mary Stewart Secreiary Betty Goodrich 

Treasurer Victor Nickerson Printing Treasurer . . . . Pansy Soule 

Back Row, Left to Right: Philip Chandler, Victor Nickerson, Mr. MacKenney, 
Miss Sanders, Mr. Macomber, John Deering, Kenneth Howland, Betty 

Front Row, Left to Right: George Teravainen. Winslow Freeman, Marv 
Stewart Alma NicLcerson. Pansy Souls, Evelyn Edwards, Mad r l n3 


Be sure to come to the Senior Recep- 
tion June 20 and dance to the "in- 
comparable" music of Bernard Lor- 
ing's orchestra. However, there will be 
no Lady Esther and no "bite-test"! ! 

The committees are as follows: 
Decorations — Elinor Herrick, Chair- 
man, Adeline Bitters, Francis Kirk- 
patrick. Invitations — Barbara Lantz, 
Chairman, Emily Gay, Betty Good- 
rich. Orchestra — Clifford Wyman, 
Chairman, Harold Hill, Jean Bradlee. 
Refreshments — Rita Simmons, Chair- 
man, Pansy Soule, Mildred Berg, An- 
nie Edwards. Checking — Raymond 
Baker, Chairman, Wilfred Cushing. 
Tickets — Charles Estes, Gorham 
Brown, Wilford Herrick, Francis 
Kirkpatrick, Winslow Freeman, Ed- 
ward Berriman. Hospitality and Re- 
ception — Ellen Walker, Chairman, 
Winslow Freeman, Betty Goodrich, 
Elinor Herrick, Harold Hill, Lois 
Whitney, Edna Nilson, and Clean-up 
— everybody! ! 

The atmosphere in the lunch room 
is so conducive to eating that Miss 
Friedrich's white rat, Minnie, ate eight 
of her new born litter. 

This spring there were various Clin- 
ics at the High School, one a Baby 
Clinic under the direction of the P. T. 
A., another a Pre-school Clinic held by 
the School Department, and the third 
a Dental Clinic. 

The baseball team attended the Har- 
vard-Columbia game on Wednesday, 
May 15. Did you throw pop bot- 
tles at the ump, Boys? 

People consider the younger gen- 
eration quite hilarious, but in study- 
ing Shakespearean drama the Classi- 
cal English Class learned that in the 
1200-1600's audiences were very 
roudy, and if they disliked a play 
would throw nuts, apples, and sau- 
sages at the players, while the bal- 
conies "ran all around" the theatre. 

Edna Paghera has been having a 
new escort on the way to school in 
the morning lately. 

Miss Coffin was the recipient of a 
shower Monday night, May 13, to 
celebrate her engagement to Mr. Fred- 
erick Ward. Gu° r s she couldn't "take 
it" because M" C'irk took her place 
teaching the sixc* grade in school the 
next day. 

Gorry was working so vigorously 
painting a house a while ago, that he 
wasn't able to come to school. The 
cause of this ambition — a car in which 
he can go to see Ethel. 

Nick, seems to have blossomed in- 
to a regular he-man lately. Not only 
did he rip Kirk's pants extensively 
at baseball practice, recently, but he 
also knocked Annie Edwards "cold" 
at a maybasket party, Nick! ! 

What could it have been that Miss 
List, the "vicious" woman, did to 
"Razor" the other day which caused 
him to weep so broken-heartedly? 

Miss Frances Goodrich substituted 
again for Mr. Halpert who was ab- 
sent because of his recent bereave- 

It was fortunate that most of the 
maybaskets to the teachers were 
hung early in May for the latter part 
of the month was doomed to be free 
of such activities. 

The two goldfish, which amused 
Miss Sanders' classes by swimminj 
around all day, could not live in the 
high school water and promptly ex- 
pired. So now, we can blame the wa- 
ter for our own lackadaisical manner. 

The annual bean sprouting contest 
now is in progress in Mr. MacKen- 
ney's biology class. Edna Paghera is 
the most enthusiastic rooter this year. 

There was an assembly May 29 de- 
voted to various things, the most im- 
portant being the awarding of the 
girls' and boys' basketball letters. At 

The tennis courts are finished now 
and ready to be used. The lovers of 
the game ought to be willing to strive 
to keep the courts as "smooth" as 
they are now. 

The Sophomore dance M?y 10 
proved to be very successful al- 
though the attending members of the 
class did not breath easily for the 
first hour and a half. It seems that, 
due to the daylight-saving we sup- 
pose, dancers were scarcer than hen's 
teeth till 9.30 or so. 

Miss Coffin's room and Mr. Mac- 
Kenney's room have won the P. T. A. 
attendance prizes for the year. The 
prize for Miss Coffin's room was a 
book entitled Our Little Polish 

The operetta "The China Shop" was 
given again Friday night, June 7, to 
raise money for those organizations 
which lost their funds when the safe 
was stolen. 

It must be great to be famous — 
fancy being recognized as far from 
heme as Provincetown, as the teach- 
ers are. Or was it the Buick? 

The teachers took advantage of the 
holidays, May 30 and 31, and went to 
Orr's Island. Wonder if they had some 
more movies taken of them. 

The officers of the Parent Teachers' 
Association were elected for the next 
year. They are as follows: President, 
Rev. Frederick Tileston; Vice-presi- 
dent, Mrs. Paul C. Peterson; Treas- 
urer, Mrs. Ray Delano; Secretary, 
Miss Dorothy Rust; Historian, Mrs. 
Frederick Tileston. 

After interviewing many hopeful 
salesmen the Sophomore's have at last 
decided to buy Balfour's ring. 

It seems this spring that the 
prophecy of a baseball game is equiva- 
lent to a promise of rain. Anyway it 
sounds better to say "The game was 
called off on account of rain" than 
"We lost!" 

Miss Dempsey has now joined the 
ranks of the horsemen, or rather horse- 
women. She rides Maybe, Ruby's 
pony, and we notice Ruby generally 
goes along, too. 

Now that the Blue Room has closed 
for the summer, Fieldston has opened. 
The opening Saturday, May 18, if an 
example of the nights to come, prom- 
ises a delightful summer for all those 
interested in dancing. 

"Ell" had an awful time trying to 
make a poem for Helen. All she could 
seem to write was blank verse. 

Some of the most adventurous of 
the boys (we'll mention no names) 
were smoking in study hall the other 
day. What next? 

W've heard that haste makes waste 
and Carl certainly was an example 
when in a mad scramble to escape Miss 
Hausman's clutches he tipped up a 
chair and knocked her bag on her toes. 
Continued on Page 18 


Most popular boy 
Most popular girl 



Class past 


Teachers pet 

Class vamp 

Class shiek 
Best boy athlete 
Best girl athlete 
Hardest working 
Most ambitious 
Best dancer 
Best School spirit 

Best sport 

Biggest bluffer 
Most nonchalant 
Boy most likely to 

Girl most likely to 

Best mechanic 


Junior Herrick 
Helen Snyder 
Victor Nickerson 
Carl Bitters 
Chester Hubbard 
Chester Hubbard 
Phil Chandler 
Helen Snyder 
Phil Chandler 
Victor Nickerson 
Alison Winsor 
. . . Mary Stewart 
Fremont Shirley 
Helen Snyder 
Emily Bates 
. Alison Winsor 
Junior Herrick 
Roy Ahlquist 
Marguerite Bitters 

Phil Chandler 

Mary Stewart 
Kendall Thomas 

Finkle: Didn't I get my last hair- 
cut in this shop? 

Barber: I think not, sir. We're on- 
ly been in business two years. 

John Shirley: Mister, quick, your 
wife just fell into the well. 

Mr. Green: Oh, don't let that wor- 
ry you. We use city water now. 

Gene: My girl friend asked me to 
kiss her on either cheek. 

Barbara: And which one did you 
kiss her on? 

Gene: I hesitated a long while be- 
tween the two. 

Mr. MacKenney: I will use my hat 
to represent the planet Mars. Is there 
any question you wish to ask before 
I go on? 

Pupil: Yes, is Mars inhabited? 

Elinor Putnam (in a dry goods 
store): I'd like to se; something cheap 
in a straw hat. 

Clerk: Try this on and look in the 

Judge: Did you strike the man in 
an excess of irritability? 

Culprit: No, sir, I struck him in 
the scumrrick! 

Lawyer (to opponent): You'r; the 
biggest boob in the city. 

Judge (rapping, for order): Gen- 
tlemen, you forget I am here. 

Mama Mosquito: Now, children, b; 
g-^cd little mosquitos, and tonight I'll 
take you to a nudist ramp. 

Maybe These Fit You! 

Fit the initials of your name to the 

adj. and noun. You may learn a few 

A: absolute A: action 

B: bold B: bore 

C: crazy C: combination 

D: double-jointed D: delight 

E: everlasting E: egotist 

F: freckle-faced F: flirt 

G: gawky G: gossip 

H: hopeless H: half-wit 

I: impossible I: idiot 

J: jealous J: joker 

K: kind K: kill-joy 

L: lazy L: lover 

M: marvelous M: madcap 

N: nutty N: necessity . 

O: obstinate O: observer 

P: patient P: pleasure 

Q: queer Q: quitter 

R: rare R: reality 

S: sarcastic S: sap 

T: tipsy T: tease 

U: ugly U: unit 

V: vain V: vampire 

W: weak-minded W: wind-bag 

X: xerotic X: xyloid 

Y: yelling Y: youth 

Z: zebra Z: zebra 
Apologies to Sachem. 

"There goes another pupil," said 
the professor, as his glass eye rolled 
down the sink. 

Foreman: "Hi ther2, you, didn't 
ypu tw.l me that you never get tired." 

Sam: "Dat's right, boss, ah alias 
stops and rests befo' ah gets tired." 

Junior: You look lovely tonight, 
dear. Do you know wjiat that means? 

Helen: Yes, you're about to get out 
of gas. 

Junior: I bet you were mad when 
you caught that skunk. 

Carl: You bet, I was highly in- 

Mr. Halpert: Winslow, I'm sur- 
prised at you; your history paper is 
rust like the student's who sat n?xt to 
you at the exam. 

Winslow: Well, sir, they do say 
that history repeats itself. 

"Why such a racquet?" asked the 
tennis balls. 

Captain: Answer me — Why did 
you desert under fire? 

Private Rastus: Cap'n, hks de gos- 
pel trufe; ah was jes' backin' up for 
to get a good start to charge. 

Chester: I tell you it was that long. , There wer , e no more n > ob * left , in 
I never saw such an animal! heaven so the y 8 ave St " Peter the 

Allison: I beli— — Gate - 

Pert Holmes: Your little girl wants 
to kiss you over the telephone. 

Mr. Green: Take the message, and 
'11 get it from you later. 

Mr. Halpert: Are you going to 
play in the game tonight, Winslow? 

Winslow: No, why? 

Mr. Halpert: Well, I guess we've 
got a chance to win, then. 

Eunice: I suppose they go down to 
meet the train, in a one-horse town 
like yours? 

Thelma Peterson: What train? 

Kendall Thomas: Terrible! Waiter, 
this plate is quite damp. 

Waiter: Pardon me, sir, but that 
is your soup. 

neve you. 

Why are blind persons unfit to be 
carpenters? Because they never saw. 



Ralph Blakcman '28, who was grad- 
uated from Boston University in 1934, 
is now assistant baseball coach for the 
freshmen class at Boston University. 

Richard Crocker '28, drives a 
truck for the White Star Laundry of 

Mr. and Mrs. Edward Soule (Bessie 
Studley) liv.- on Tremont Street. Ed- 
die is Master of Duxbury Grange, and 
Bessie is Lecturer. 

Mercy Soule is bookkeeper at Free- 
man's Motor Company, South Dux- 

Sumner Collingwood '27, is assist- 
ant buyer in the ladies' coat depart- 
ment at Jordan Marsh Company, Bos- 

Horatio O'Neil '27, and his wife, 
the former Alice Michalson, a teach- 
er in Duxbury — live in Tarkiln with 
their two children. He works on his 
father's farm. 

Carroll Foster '28, was married to 
Betty Jacobs in March, 193 5, at the 
Episcopal Church in Duxbury. Fler 
sister came from California to be 
maid of honor. She also played a vio- 
lin solo. 

Ruth Osgood '2 8, is attending 
Aimee Semple MacPherson's Blb'e 
School in Los Angeles, California. 

Everett Estes '28, is employed by 
The Atlantic and Pacific Tea Com- 
pany in South Duxbury. 

Ernest Jones '27, is timekeeper in 
E.R.A. projects in Duxbury. 

Victor Aronoff '27, is employed by 
The Fuller Brush Company. 

Esther Jones '32, is working at the 
town poorhouse as a seamstress on an 
E.R.A. project. 

Frances Reed '32, has just returned 
from Boston where she spent the win- 
ter. She will work for Miss Winslow 
on Standish Street this summer. 

Mrs. Gilbert Redlon (Thelma 
Pierce) has recently received a di- 
ploma from The Louvaire Beauty 
School in Boston. 

Randall Tinker '34, went to 
Brunswick, Maine, the last week in 
May to take his entrance examina- 
tions at Bowdoin. 

Anna Walker '33, is in Duxbury on 
sick leave. She will return to Massa- 
chusetts General Hospital in the early 

Harriet Bates '30, must be a good 
secretary. She reports a "raise." 

Doris Marshall '33, has announced 
her engagement to James Van Naemie 
of Maiden, Massachusetts. 

Harriett Foye '32, was married to 
Leslie Wetmore of Wollaston on May 

18, j j • ivii'a w©Ln 
office of the Eastern Steamsnip com- 

Ethel Noyes, who wintered in Flor- 
ida, recently returned to her home on 
Pine I lill Avenue. 

'Eddie Flobart" is working at Her- 
rick's Auto Sales as a Fjrd salesman. 

Howard Mann works at the State 
Farm in Bridgewater. 

Emily Peterson married Maurice 
Lonng and lives on Autumn Avenue, 
Tarkiln with her two children. 

Dorothy Walker is Assistant Post- 
master in South Duxbury. 

"Ed" Loring works in Cushing's 
Garage, South Duxbury. 

Lauretta Delano (Mrs. William 
Puzzo) now lives in Springfield. She 
was married about two years ago. 

Roscoe Chandler drives the Chand- 
ler Auto Express. 

Fred Soule is married and lives in 
Wilkes Barre, Pennsylvania. He has 
an Autogiro Plane and is advertising 
different products by towing banners. 

Wadsworth Jones is in Central 
America working for the United Fru t 

Philip Covell runs the Gard:n of 
Allah Coffee House in Kingston. 

Violet Bradley is in Ca'ifornia. 

Continued from Page Sxtetn 

Among the recent assemblies were 
two movies: "Oberammergau," a vil- 
lage in Germany which is famous fo: 
its Passion P ays, given every tenth 
year; and some pictures about Cuba 
showing the industry of sugar; and 
two instructive illustrated lectur s, 
one on "Bees" by Mr. Knute Lathrop, 
and the other on "India" by a native 
of that country, J. Vinayak Bhamba', 
now a student at Harvard. There was 
a'so an assembly devoted to Memorial 
Day at which Dr. Earnest Homan of 
Lynn was the speaker. 

Gum chewing may be all right, but 
Mr. Halpert does wish that the orches- 
tra members would chew in time to 
the music. 

Everyone is glad to see Marjory 
Churchill back at school even though 
she still has crutches to assist her still 
weak ankle. 

Kenneth Howland, the future man- 
aging editor, assumed the editorship 
of the Commencement issue during 
Gorham Brown's absence. 

Miss Rust and Miss White have in- 
dulged in new "gasoline buggies." 
Ralph Ryder has bought Miss Rust's 
old car. 

The teachers and students of Dux- 
bury wish to express to Mr. and Mrs. 
Halpert sympathy for their recent sor- 


Postscript— Hyde Park. 

The Postscript has very good news 
articles but should be departmental- 
ized better. 
Gazette — Lynn. 

All departments in the Gazette are 
excellent. i here must be witty peo- 
ple in Lynn High School if jokes tell 

The School Life — Melrose. 

Why not fill in the spaces between 
paragraphs? Line ups in the sport de- 
partment would improve the sport 
s ction of this fine magazine. 
The Parrot — Rockland. 

Why not keep all sport write-ups 
together? The department "What the 
Parrot Knows" is very good. 
The Eagle — Kingston. 

Though sma 1, The Eagle has very 
cleverly written articles in all depart- 

The Al>his — Abington. 

This is a good publication. The ad- 
vertisements show town co-operation. 

England, Portugal, Norway, France, 
Italy, Germany, Russia, and Sweden 
were represented at the orchestra con- 
cert Friday evening, May 24. Music by 
a composer from each of these coun- 
tries was played besides music of 
prominent American Musicians. 

On the same program were: Piano 
so'os by Mr. Halpert, one of which 
"Moment's Shadow" he composed 
Kms If; a vocal duet by Myrtle Pierce 
sfid Betty Goodrich; a riolin solo by 
Carlton Turner; a trumpet solo by 
Fr?d Wardsworth; classic dances by 
Lois Whitney; and selections by the 
following chorus — Edna Hill, Betty 
Goodrich, Eunice Arnold, Myrtle 
Pierce, Edna Paghera, Agnes Tera- 
vainen, Inez Randall, Thelma Peter- 
sen, Eugene Redlon, John Merry, 
Woodrow Bergstrom, and Winthrop 

The following teachers and pupils 
represented Duxbury at the last con- 
vention of the South Shore League of 
School Pub'ications for this year at 
Holbrook, May 1 5 : Miss Sanders, Miss 
Fredrich, Mary Stewart, Wilford Her- 
rick, Lois Whitney, Helen Snider, 
John Parker, Gene Redlon, Henry 
McNeil, Jane O'Neil, Dorothy Mosher, 
and Myrtle Pierce. 

If a gentleman drives his daughters 
to fetch him wine, the name of what 
country would he use? Port-you-gal. 

Why is a naughty boy like a post- 
age stamp. Because they both get 




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Ruby: I have a new sugar papa 

Lois: What became of the old one? 
Ruby: Oh, I melted him down. 

Groceries, Xeats and 

English and West India Goods 

John E. Jordan Co. 

Your Hardware Store 


agent for the 
"Lynn" Range Oil Burners 


Compliments of 

Louis the Barber 


j** £-0-0 "imii J.' TrontportotioK 




Duxbury Coal & 
Lumber Company 

Oil Service - Coal - Lumber 
Building Supplies 
Boat Yard 



Compliments of 

Herrick's Auto Saies 

Sales 0^^^ Servicfe 


Burdett Traininq j^^lf 

Come See the NEW FORD 
DUXBURY Tel. 15 

Edna Paghera: Did you ever won- 
der why a woman can't raise a mus- 

Mr. MacKenney: Did you ever see 
grass grow on a busy street? 


Carpenter and Builder 
Monarch Metal Weather Strips 

Telephone 233 

Charlie Estes: I wonder why that 
girl over there keeps looking at me so 

Ruby Osborn: Well, she has weak 
eyes and the doctor told her to look 
at something green! 


Tel. Kingston 262 

BUSINESS COURSES W/ HETHE R secured before or after 
for Koong Men ^Mr college, Burdett Training is helpful 

Business Administration and Accounts throughout life. It is an essential 

mg Courses, a* preparation for sales, pa rt of the equipment of every young per- 

credjt, financial, office management ■ , , . • , . 

and accounting positions. College ? on who seeks _ employment m busanest. 
grade Instruction. Open to High Sohooi Burdett courses include basic subjects with 
Graduates, several distinct opportunities for special- 
Tor Young Women— ization. Instruction is practical and close 

executive secretarial. Stenographic * • • j- «_i ■ j 
Secretarial, and Finishing Courses" as attention IS paid to individual need*. 

preparation for promising secretarial 

positions. Individual advancement. Students and graduates from many 
Open to Hnh School Graduates. leading men's and women's col- 
ror Born- , attend Burdett College each 

(jeneral Business, Hookkeepine, Short- « r .1 •,, 
hand and Typewriting Courses, as vear - A co Py of <*« 58-page lllus- 

preparation for general business and trated catalogue, describing Burdett 
office positions. Open to High School courses, will be sent without obli- 

gation to any person interested la 
begins^septem&er 4 business trainiug. Address 

• Burdett College • 

F . H BURDETT. President 

156 STUART STREET • BOSTON. MASS. • Telephone HANcock 43f0 

Louis the Barber 
A Modern Sanitary Barber Shop 


Children's and Ladies' 
Hair Trimmings 

Tel. 172 Kingston, Mass. 

The Bridge Food Shoppe 

Washington Street 
Duxbury Mass. 

Mary Cassidy: Why does cream 
cost more than milk? 

Muriel Evans: Oh, because it's 
harder for the cows to sit on the 
small bottles. 

Plumbing and Heating 

Florence and Delco 
Range and Power Burners 
Electrolux Refrigeration 
So. Duxbury Tel. 20 and 474 

Barny: Mama, what do cows live 

Mama: Fodder, Barny. 
Barny: Oi, I didn't think Papa was 
so generous. 



Teacher: Johnny, how do you 
spell straight. 

Johnny: "S-t-r-a-i-g-h-t-." 
Teacher: "What does it mean?" 
Johnny: "Without ginger ale." 


Dealer in 


Elm Street Duxbury 
Tel. Kingston 151-21 

Myrtle P: . . . And then I have a 
boy friend that's an undertaker. 

Pert: That's the last man I'd go 
out with! 

Chatter: I bet he'll do a job on 
you! ! 

Hupmcbile, Plymouth, Dodge 


South Duxbury 
Telephone 310 or 5-2 

Chinaman: "When you pullee 

Dentist: "Pretty soon. Two-thirty 
all right?" 

Chinaman: "Tooth hurty, you bet- 


J. T. NATHAN, Prop. 
Meats, Provisions, Fruit j and 

Tel. Dux. 93 Free DellTery 

Cakes and Pastries 

Candy a Specialty 

Telephone 89 
Duxbury Mass. 


Shoes For Graduation, $2.87 and up