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pulchritude, taught us the art of making barrel-rolls and tail spins with pen
and ink.
The holidays soon flew past, and school closed at the end of another suc­
cessful and most instructive year. With fond adieus to Miss Straw we departed
to our summer homes.
The three months of free time over, our class once again wended its way to
school. Now Second Intermediates, we took our places under the watchful eyes
of Miss Chappell, a really wonderful teacher. Normy White, whose father was
the new Lower School principal, had joined our ever-swelling class. We were
now quite proud of the fact that we numbered twenty-one all told.
All Miss Chappell’s teaching genius was needed to lead us over the
stumbling blocks of spelling (we even knew six-letter words), fractions, and
those terrible written problems. Many of us made vows if not to kill, at least
to mangle beyond recognition, a certain Mr. Stone, partly for writing an arith­
metic book at all, but especially for including the previously mentioned prob­
lems, the bane of every student.
We soon learned that Miss Chappell was exceedingly interested in music.
Why she picked us to further this interest was always and still is an unsolved
mystery. At any rate, pick us she did, and the results were not always too good,
though not by fault of her instruction. When we came to singing French songs,
she also often helped Madame as a sort of throttle to our noisy and unre­
strained selves.
Baseball, in the spring, was taken care of by a league of three teams: A, B,
and C. As the June sun set on the concluding exercises of our fifth year, Mr.
White pleasantly surprised the members of the winning A Team by a presenta­
tion of brand new baseballs.
Miss Sawyer greeted us fresh from vacation, and we were soon involved in
a whirl of Geography, Math, English, and French. Flowever, our class was now
situated in a long, sunny room in the main building. (Report would have it
that it was once none other than one of the girls’ classrooms before Lincoln
School was acquired and M. B. became strictly male.) Aside from our change
of location, there were some changes in the personnel of the class itself. Benny
Rockwell left us. We also missed our old friend Blackmer Humphrey, who
apparently just couldn’t stand the pace of our super-intelligent assemblage.
These losses were somewhat compensated for by the arrival of Andrew Staley,
who was generally conceded to be from Miss Cooke’s School.
The class discussed most our first day was that of Math, managed by a
certain Mr. Mills. This seemingly mild, slightly bald gentleman startled us by
conduct entirely belying his appearance. His custom of swatting the desk of
any inattentive pupil with a yardstick kept us in constant terror for weeks.
Our classes with Miss Sawyer were also most interesting and instructive.

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