Anson Academy - Anchor Yearbook (North Anson, ME)

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MEN AT THEIR BEST Nearly every day you might hear some boy, either in school or out say, Women! I never saw anything that can compare with them. But do they ever stop to think that perhaps women feel the same about men. Take Teddy Briggs for instance. Whenever he's getting doll- el up to take his girl to dances, his con- versation might go something like this. Oh mom, run up the stairs and get my white shirt, please. Sis, will you shine my shoes a little? Do a good job be- cause at a dance everybody notices your shoes. It seems as if I'm a little behind in shaving. Sis has to stay in tonight for she had gone out through the week, and as she didn't get in until late she has to stay home Saturday night for her punish- ment. In a few minutes Mom and Sis have all Ted's articles of clothing pre- pared for him and he's nearly ready for the dance. Oh, not quite. His tie! Again he calls on mother. Oh, mom, would you mind going up stairs to get my necktie? It's on my bureau--the blue one. A moment later mom is back and Ted is at last almost ready to leave. He looks into his billfold only to find that he hasn't quite enough money, or dough as he calls it, for all the extra things he plans on. He waits a few minutes hoping Dad will come back from the neighbors so he can have some more money. F'if- teen minutes later dad comes and Ted gets his courage up and says, Oh, Dad, you couldn't spare me a couple of dol- lars to buy my girl some chocolates, could you? With a smile dad gives Ted the money and Ted, with a light heart and a happy anticipation, hops into the auto, steps on the starter, and drives out of the yard singing, Zip-a- dee-doo-da. With the help of the whole family he is off for an evening's enter- tainment. -Miriam Skillings'49 SISTERS Aren't sisters terrible! I think so, though at times I suppose they aren't quite so bad. If you ever happen to do anything that isn't just right, they always run Page 'I' wenty-F our home and start telling everything they know, and sometimes things they don't know. And are they pleased if you get the old Harry from your dad and mom!! Now if you don't believe me just ask some of the boys that have them, and I think you'll find they will agree with me. Without a doubt the girls won't, but it's true never-the-less. You may make an agreement with them, and then they will turn right around behind your back and tell yo-ur mom and dad. And a little later your parents will spring it on you when you least expect it. Of course you ask them from whom they found all that out, and they will say they just heard it. And I'll bet you will discover that it was your sister who had told on you. I think perhaps I had better quit and not tell any more because by now they are all probably ready and waiting to murder me. -William Paine '50 WHEN THE ACADEMY BELL RINGS ONCE MORE When the Academy bell rings once more, Let us pause in our tasks of the day, And think of the happy memories, The burning of our school took away. It happened one day in the winter: To save it we fought in the cold,' But, at last, we saw it was useless. Our hearts were full of sadness untold. We stood around and were silent As the last of our school burned away, There was naught we could do to prevent it, And we turned and went on our way. They plan to rebuild in the springtime, If nothing more should go wrong To open the doors of a building The Academy we've loved for so long. So let's open our hearts and our purses And help them to open the door. Forever we'll cherish its memory When the Academy bell rings once more. Amber Colby Skillings '24

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THE SOLDIER'S FAREWELL This story takes place in a little town outside the city of New York. Donnie who was seventeen years old lived with his mother, an elderly lady. In order to tell this story I will have to go back to the time when Donnie was about eleven. Edward, Donnie's father, had always been a swell pal to his little boy. He took Donnie with him where ever he went, played games with him and helped him with his school work. The year Donnie was twelve his father was drafted into the Army. This just about broke Donnie's heart, but his mother was brave and tried to comfort him. After Edward left, Donnie took his place in trying to do the work around the house. This helped his mother very much. In the year that followed Donnie became more and more able to depend upon himself. For this his mother was very thankful. Donnie was seventeen when word came that his father had died in action. This great sorrow was very hard for both Donnie and his mother to bear. A week later Donnie told his mother he wanted to have a talk with her. He told her that he wanted very much to take his father's place in the Army. His mother broke down and cried, but this didn't change Donnie's mind. He enlisted and prepared to leave the following week. When the day ar- rived for Donnie to go, his mother did not cry. She just smiled, kissed him, and said, Farewell, soldier! -Alverna Livingston '49 MY MACHINE Listen, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Slcilly, dear. Now my machine was a Model T, She hammered and thumped, but was a great help to me. There was only one seat, Just made for two,' But if you were walking We'd have found room for you. She was short on looks, But fall of vim. She was a great old boat, For the shape she was in. Merle Skillings '48 CHOOSING A CAREER The choice of a career is not easy because of the intricacy of the human personality. Even though it may be proved that a person is capable of doing a certain type of work, that doesn't mean that he will be happy doing it. The choice of a career depends upon a per- son's likes and dislikes as well as upon many other factors. Each individual must make his own choice of a career. No one can make it for him, although financial hardship and social pressure may make it imperative that he enter a certain field of work. The choice of a career should be an in- telligent one, based on fact and not on fancy. Stories and articles cannot al- ways be trusted to give accurate portay- als of what different types of work are like since they may create an atmosphere of false glamour. The individual should secure first hand information from those who have had experience in the field that he is considering. He should visit the places where such work is carried on that he may see for himself what it is like. The one in search of a career should attempt to visualize what his life would be like in a certain field of activity. He may desire the financial reward and so- cial prestige that attend a certain po- sition but he may not care for the work involved. He should do much medita- ting as to whether he would like a roving, a settled, an outdoor, or an in- door lifeg to deal with thoughts, objects, persons or things. The practical requirements of any career being considered should be care- fully studied because independent cap- ital or specialized education may be re- quisite factors. It is possible to earn a fair wage from the start in some occupa- tions whereas there is a long period of non--paying apprenticeship in others. Aibove all, the person attempting to select a career, should not make a de- cision without a great deal of premedi- tation respecting the factors which have been mentioned. It is most unwise to make a snap decision based on unsound judgment. -Hilda I. Walker '48 Page Twenty-three

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sg.: 1 k Q S f' fi . WOULDN'T IT BE FUNNY IF: Teddy was a galley instead of a Brigg s. Rebecca was Feet instead of Beaky. Sammy was Dumplin instead of a Dunphy. Katherine was an Ale instead of an Ela. Betty was Spearmint instead of Ara- mintfal. Lelia was old instead of Newfelll. John was ancient instead of young. Chris was a blossom instead of a Bud. Percy was a spinster instead of Spencer. Maxine was whacky instead of Macky. LATIN: All are dead who wrote it All are dead who spoke it All are dead who learn it Blessed death they earn it!!! Freshman: Please Mama, let me go to the movies tonight. Sophomore: May I go out tonight, the show's over at ten. Junior: I'm out tonight folks. Senior: Good night folks: I'll bring in the milk. For Sale-Pigeon holes. Seniors. Lost--One meat ball. Hot Lunch. Pro- grams. LATEST SLANGUAGE Robert sox ............ ........ B obby sox Non-workers ....... .......... L oafers Richards ........... ................. D ickies Vegetables ..... ................ P ea jackets .......Peasant Blouses Proletariat ......... Loud noises ......... ........ B angs Chairj Untidy Joseph ......... ......Sloppy joes HOUSING SHORTAGES When a wife storms and rants of hate, I do not fret of late. I know she won't go home to Ma For Ma lives here with us. Rub-a-dub-dub, Three men in a tub. Man, these hotels are crowded. Mr. Merrill: This is the fifth time you've been sent so my office this week. What have you got to say???? Garry: 'Tm certainly glad it's Fri- day. Have you heard the one about the absent-minded husband who sent his wife to the bank and kissed his money good- bye? . Mrs. Harris: If I had a fish line I'd go fishing. Johnnie: It wouldn't be a very hard job to catch a sucker around here. Mrs. Pease: What is a clause with- in a clause? Bud: I don't know. It must be a closet. ADVERTISEMENTS Mrs. Just where is this farm your aunt left us? Mr. It's in Iowa just south of the Minnesota border. Mrs. Thank goodness! I hear those Minnesota winters are terrible. Roses are red, Violets are blue, I copied your answer- And I flunked too. Page Twenty-five