Biddeford High School - Olympian Yearbook (Biddeford, ME)

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THE CJLYMPIAN An old man who was holding his head, quaking in his shoes, knocking his knees, popping his eyes, and slowly sink- ing to the floor. It was such a funny sight that Mr. Gault roared until tears were streaming down his eheeks and dropping on his vest. This frightened Tom all the more but finally he became quiet. Mr. Gault took Tom home and went baek to the tower for a private investiga- tion. This is what he found. 011 the rim of the bell he found three small indenta- tions. But what made them? Not the weather. VVell, what did make them? That was what Mr. Gault had to find. VVhen Tom eame to the tower in the morning, Mr. Gault asked, By the way, Tom. who lives across the street? Tom answered, Oh, just some College boys. They come over and talk to me some timesf, That's all for now, said Mr. Gaull. But it was not all. Mr. Gault went aeross the street and asked the names ol' the people who roomed there with windows facing the street. He jotted these down in a small notebook. The ones that he thought most about were a 'Xkientworth Brown and a Robert Dun- bar. They were always up to some mis- chief or another. The next step that M r. Gault took was to search the rooms of these two boys. He looked high and low in VVinnie's room ClVentworth Browns roomj, but nothing came to view, but in Dunbar's he found one thing-the thing he was looking for-a gun. Robert Dunbar had been eramming for exams. The bell at midnight had dis- turbed his studying so much that he had sought revenge. The revenge was ear- ried out by his shooting at the bell and making it ring another time. No one has ever been able to think out a better way to seek revenge and make a person feel as if he were going insane. That was how Tom had felt and you may be sure that he was glad to find out what made the extra chime. JANE MORRISON, 43 HTHE BATTLE GF PEACE I died as a man should die, Upon a field of courage I lie, I died smiling for my eountry's sake, For Death his yearly toll must take. Hate eonquered love on this bloody field, Stay, Oh Eros, to Hate do not yield, Ch Cupid, leave us not in bloody dust, Thou Oh Hate to l.ove be thou just. Wfho held the torch of Peace XVhen her eyes from us were lifted. X-Vho held the Rose of Life VVllC11 the value of blood was gifted, None but VV ar could hold us in its palm, None but l.ove in the battle be calm. I56I FIQLIX JACQUES, '43

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THE CLYMPIAN TH E 'IlIIIRTE.EN CHIIVI ES 'KOh, dear, I wonder what time it is ! The time happened to be half past eleven at night. The place was a church in Boston, Massachusetts. At midnight the janitor always rang the tower bell. This night was the dark- dullest night that had ever passed during his forty years of service. Noth- ing had happened. No one had asked the way home. This was boring to a man who was used to having things happen. At last! Midnight! Then bed. VVhen I think of all those stairs to climb, my bones start to creak. Oh, well. I might as well fret it over with. I3 One, two, three. four. Oh. I shouldn't count. it may mean that it is my death walk. This building seems to creep with mystery tonight. The bell rang clear and far that night. Twelve times it rangg and then--silence. Suddenly the janitor jumped! 'Whihat was that I heard? Another dong? It couldnlt be possible, I didn't ring the bell again. But, there it was g a thirteenth chime where there should have been only twelvef, The old man shivered in his boots. I-Ie thought to himself. Could it be my sins paying me back, or could it be the devil trying to steal my soul? Before he knew what was happening, his house loomed into sight. I-Ie acted so strangely that his wife asked him what was the matter? I-Ie answered, Either my sins are catching up with me, or the devil is mighty near my heelsf, His wife laughed and said, Stop fool- ing yourself. Hurry up and come to bed, I'm tired. For the rest of the night the old man remained awake, thinking about his sins, such as not going to church two weeks ago. The next night his wife had all she could do to persuade him to go to work. In the end she finally had to go with him. All that evening Tom, the janitor, kept looking in back of him. peeking a1'ound the corners. anad listening for strange noises. Finally midnight came! Tom wondered, XVill the same thing happen tonight? It did! just like the night before except that two people ran home instead of one. Tom's wife was so frightened that she stayed in bed for a week afterwards. Tom tinally decided to tell a detective this story. Isle told four detectives and all but one laughed at him. The one who didn't laugh was Mr. Gault. Mr. Ganlt asked Tom to tell every- thing that had happened those two nights. Tom did and added that he thought it really was the devil trying to steal his soul. Mr. Gault laughed at that and said that he would solve the mystery in forty- eight hours. He also told Tom that he would go to the tower at midnight and see if it had really happened. Night came. Dark! Still! Silent! Tom was peeping all around him as he had the night before, expecting some- thing to jump out at him from some dark place. Then Tom rang the bell. One, two, three. four. hve, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. eleven, twelve. Silence! Bong ! There it was. The thirteenth chime had rung again. Mr. Gault was so surprised that he jumped out of the chair that he was sit- ting in and let his favorite pipe fall to the floor. He looked at Tom and this is what met his gaze: iss

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THE CJLYMPIAN jnxrs GREAT SURPRISE One day in early june, .lim Collins, a boy of about fourteen years of age, was walking along the lonely road to the gen- eral store. The general store was at the junction where the road which led to Sweetwater, j'im's home town, meets the road which leads to Blairtown. As he walked along he heard someone call- ing his name. He looked around and saw his friend, Pat Donavan, running to- ward him. VVhen Pat reached Jim, he waited to catch his breath. Have 'ou heard the news? askcd . , 3 Pat excitedly. VVhat news ? asked Jim loudly. Ku f v X ' ' VK hy I uke Melton saw 1 mountain ' 4 Y C C K. lion out behind his barn, was the answer. A mountain lion? Gosh. what did he do ?', VVell, said Pat, he ran into his house to get his gun, and when he came back the critter was gone. Gone, but where? Lions don't disap- pear in thin airf' remarked Jim. However, Pat insisted that Luke couldn't nnd hide nor hair ot the beast. By this time they had reached the store where many men had gathered to talk about the lion. Jim went into the store and ordered the things he wanted, while 'Pat stayed outside to talk with the gang. VVhen jim came out of the store, the gang had laid plans to go hunting for the lion that afternoon. Jim and 'Pat hur- ried home to dinner, while the rest of thel boys, who lived near the general store, laid more plans for the afternoon. All the boys were to bring some sort of a weapong some had guns, and others had bows and arrows, or clubs. Wfhen Jim reached home, he rushed into the house and shouted, Mom, get my dinner ready. we're going hunting tnis afternoon. b c b Gracious son, what are you going to hunt, asked his mother. Mountain lionsf, said Jim. Where are there any mountain lions around here ? asked his mother sarcastic- allv. Luke Melton saw one out in back of his barn, this morning. XVell, you be careful, and don't get hurt. I've got to visit the Donavansf' said his mother. i O, K. have a Wood time. mother, ' - b 99 said jim. Good-bye. jim finished his dinner, and hurried to the road where Pat was waiting. The two went to the general store where the gang of boys were waiting for them. All set, said jim. You bet, they all shouted at once. Then let's go, cried one of the boys. Off they went to hunt the mountain lion. The boys hunted all afternoon, and though they saw some tracks they couldn't find the animal. lt was late when jim got home and his supper was getting cold. He ate slowly. telling his mother about the fun he had had during the afternoon. Late that night his mother sent jim to the store for some meat. VVhen he left his house Iim's dog, Shep, started to follow him, but Jim sent him back to the house. VVhen jim reached the store he bought the meat, and started home. He left the store at about quarter past nine. As he reached a lonely stretch of road he looked back. There about twenty yards behind him. he saw two shining eyes. and immediately he thought of the mountain lion. He quickened his pace, but didn't run. for he knew that if he ran the lion would be on him within a few bounds. jim then climbed a barbed- wire fence, and started through a Held. just then the moon came up from behind a cloud and jim looked around and saw a large. tawny form crawl under the l57l