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.
PARTRIDGE STAFF OF 1934-1935
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
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 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
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
President Junior Herrick Secretary Fremont Shirley
Vice President Roy Ahlquist Treasurer Phil Chandler
ROY WILLIAM AHLQUIST
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.
EMILY ESTES BATES
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.
MARGUERITE SELMA BITTERS
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.
PHILIP GILMAN CHANDLER
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.
THOMAS WALDO HERRICK, JR.
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.
CHESTER ANDREW HUBBARD
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.
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.
CHARLES FREMONT SHIRLEY
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.
HELEN LOUISE SNIDER
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.
MARY ALLERTON STEWART
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;
DAVID KENDALL THOMAS
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.
Ambition : To go to Wellesley
ALISON JEAN WINSOR
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.
MAURICE K. FOYE
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.
A breeze of spring was drifting by,
When in through a window it chanced
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
"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?"
"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."
"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
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.
IT HAPPENED ONE NIGHT
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
"Gosh," I said to myself, as the
force of it struck me, "the family has
gone to the movies." I was alone in
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,
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
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."
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.
THE MAGIC LETTERS
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,
"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
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,"
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 is.now
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."
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 BEAUTY OF SPRING
The whippoorwill called from the
He seemed to call and call to me
To come out and sit 'neath the moon
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.
THE SURPRISE ANDANTE
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-
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 Br.to, 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,
GIRLS BASKETBALL TEAM
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
BOYS BASKETBALL TEAM
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
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
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
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.
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
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
Best boy athlete
Best girl athlete
Best School spirit
Boy most likely to
Girl most likely to
. . . Mary Stewart
. Alison Winsor
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
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
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
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
Thelma Peterson: What train?
Kendall Thomas: Terrible! Waiter,
this plate is quite damp.
Waiter: Pardon me, sir, but that
is your soup.
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
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-
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
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
Everyone is glad to see Marjory
Churchill back at school even though
she still has crutches to assist her still
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
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-
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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8 COVE STREET - DUXBURY, MASS.
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!
DR. GEORGE M. MAYERS
ELM ST. DUXBURY, MASS.
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'
Tel. 172 Kingston, Mass.
The Bridge Food Shoppe
Mary Cassidy: Why does cream
cost more than milk?
Muriel Evans: Oh, because it's
harder for the cows to sit on the
LOREN C. NASS
Plumbing and Heating
Florence and Delco
Range and Power Burners
So. Duxbury Tel. 20 and 474
Barny: Mama, what do cows live
Mama: Fodder, Barny.
Barny: Oi, I didn't think Papa was
Teacher: Johnny, how do you
Teacher: "What does it mean?"
Johnny: "Without ginger ale."
C. C. CUSHING
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
Chatter: I bet he'll do a job on
Hupmcbile, Plymouth, Dodge
Telephone 310 or 5-2
Chinaman: "When you pullee
Dentist: "Pretty soon. Two-thirty
Chinaman: "Tooth hurty, you bet-
THE BARNES MARKET
J. T. NATHAN, Prop.
Meats, Provisions, Fruit j and
Tel. Dux. 93 Free DellTery
Cakes and Pastries
Candy a Specialty
WALK-OVER SHOE STORE
Shoes For Graduation, $2.87 and up
KAMP-TRAMP — CLINTON'S