Abbot Academy - Circle Yearbook (Andover, MA)

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So, Doris, will vou tell me why Upon that fatal night Our Hamlet met the ghost, and got Himself in such a plight? And Dossv, wakened from a nap, Spoke with a drowsv head, Because he hadn ' t sense enough To be at home in bed. Ker-plunk! reechoed thu the room The noise of Chickie ' s fall. And Ellie rushed out hurriedly An ambulance to call. But Chickie, ere they bore her off, Revived enough to saw What would mv friend, T. S., have said, Had he been here todav? A Write -up to End Write-ups PATTY POLLYANNA PARAGON Precious Foul Feathers Corners, Idaho At Home Seven Years (Four to Six on Friday ) So much could be said about Pattv that we hardlv know where to begin. Pattv is one of those restful people who bubbles her way through life. Besides being an ardent athlete, she is a faithful friend. W ho is it whose sweet smile, winning ways, dancing dimple, and pleasing personality will linger fondly in our memories? Our Patty of course! And her daintv dresses and ethereal bonnets are the envy of us all. Here ' s bushels of love and kisses to one of our number who will go far. (Away, we hope.) P. S. Her eyes are limpid pools of loveliness. Head of Parlor Croquet ' 35 Senior at Miss Bailey ' s Table ' 35 Harpsichord Solo at Commence- ment Recical ' 34 Sandwich Making Committee ' 32, ' 33, ' 34, 35 Third Griffin Ping Pong Team ' 35 Shifted Stage Scenerv in Prep Play ' 29, Also Lights Tea Pourers ' Honor Roll ' 35 Tea Server ' 29, ' 30, ' 31, ' 32, ' 33, ' 34, ' 35 Robbie ' s Official Radiator Ad- juster ' 30, ' 31, ' 32, ' 33, ' 34, ' 35 Robbie ' s Official Window Opener and Shutter ' 30, ' 31, ' 32, ' 33. ' 34. ' 35 Robbie ' s Official Cicero-Bust Dust- er ' 33, ' 34 Secretary-Treasurer Abbot Drive for Abolishment of Waste Paper and P. A. ' 34, ' 35 Honor R (Special Dispensation for Conspicuous Helpfulness in Wearing Rubbers ' 35 Voted Abbot Teachers ' Perfect Pet ' 34, ' 35 President of the Abbot Chapter of the Society for Propagating Popular Interest in the Preser- vation of Purple Potted Pansies ' 35 «

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But let ' s return to where we stopped, And Ann, I ' m sure, can sav Why Hamlet jumped into the grave On ' Phelia ' s burial day. I ' ve often wondered why myself, Said Annie, deep in thought. He might have hurt an arm or leg, Or got his doublet caught. But if he ' d onlv used his head, I ' m sure it ' s safe to say He would have used a glider, and Gone down an easv way. You disappoint me, Ann, indeed! Poor baffled Chickie cried, But, Lucia, tell me how the king, The queen, and Hamlet died. But Lucia, simpering, demurred, And, maiden coy, replied, The Andover mother ' s darling girl Knows not life ' s sordid side. So Chickie, puzzled, turned to Scud, And asked her pleadingly, But heartless Scudder onlv cried, HAW! HAW! HAW! Don ' t ask me! Why then perhaps, said Chickie now, Cathleen will try and say Whv Hamlet spurned Ophelia ' s love Within the hall that day. I ' m sure I cannot answer why, Said Kate contemptuously, Love is a lot of rot, I think, And men especiallv. Then, Cecile, will you tell me now, — And tell me quickly please — Where Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Took Hamlet overseas? And Cecile, dozing there, did not So much as raise her head, But yawned and mumbled ' neath her breath, Arabia, she said. Poor Chickie, swooning in her chair, Was limp with indignation, This will not do at all, she said, I ' ll ask just one more question. 87

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