Colebrook Academy - Clipper Yearbook (Colebrook, NH)

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THE CQUNTKY STOKE Characters: Gabby, Bub, Buckwheat, Pauncho Gray, and Mrs. Raymond. SCENE I Setting: In a country store. Bub and Buckwheat are seated around the stove, and Pauncho Gray, the store manager, is busily sweeping up a sack of flour. Pauncho Gray: Some people are pretty clumsy around here. Buckwheat: If you're insinuating I did that on purposej Bub: No, he don't mean that. It's just that your feet are too big. But don't feel bad, Pauncho, just think what would have happen- ed if Gabby had caught his toe in that instead of Buckwheat. Pauncho Gray: Laudy me! fGabby entersb. All: Hi, Gab! Where you been all morning? Gabby: Hi, Bub. Hello, Pauncho. What's old Gray up to this morning? Pauncho: That's enough out of you, Gab. I CGabby walks along, takes a cookie, and starts chewingit with all his might.J CBuokwheat starts to light a cigarette.b Gabby: Give me one, will you? Buckwheat: Oh, you want one? Well, old Gray says he's got all kinds of cigarettes. Just 1755 a pack and they're on sale to ag- body. ' Pauncho: Cigarettes for sale: 175 a pack and 2551.55 a carton. Rub: Don't mention it: he ain't gotthat much dough. Clinter Mrs. Raymondd Pau cho Gray: Good morning. It's a-nice-morning. Mrs. Raymond: Yea it is: have you got any fresh bread in? Pauncho Gray: I'm sorry, Mrs. Raymond, but we sold our last loaf last week. We have some bread flour, though. It's just as good as new. Course there may be a little dirt in it, but you can sift that out. Bub: It just come in last month, too!! I know, cause I helped Paundm Gray drag it out of the water where the truck dumped it. -12-

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f xx lx X. X xx x Nix X . ,IZ X Xxm'-..'-'wg-yr' ff! .Q - ' ,X XXX XD riff If -,Xi I, V K ff 1119 Rf ,FMOENDSH1?--MY FK IEN D CEssayD Emerson said in an essay, HA friend is a person with whom I may ee sincereau You are my friend. After a dayls work, I come home to you and give you an account of what I have done and what has been done to me since I last saw you. I am sincere with you. I have dislikes, and I tell them to you. I hear a joke, and come, laughing. to tell it to you, Someone hurts meg I come to weep on your shoulder. Yeu sympam thize with me. I am without false appearances and affoctations when I am alone with you. I think aloud to you as I think to myself. Only to our friends do we unbend and'are entirely at ease. Only to you do I appems my natural self, without putting on a false front, as I must do to, please other people. I must not let others know that a climb up Tuckerman's Ravine means more to me than to hear Tschaikowsky's Fifth. Only to you do I tell that a hot dog and a campfire mean more to me than a Sunday dinner with bright, green parsley on the meat platter. You accept me at my worst. Many of my acquaintances are with me when I am sweet and kind to them. You are with me always, From me you take harsh and bitter words and still can look at me kindly. They who love me when I am loving and kind and sweet of disposition--they are my acquaintances. You can take my inner self, my unapprcciating disposition, and all that goes with it. You can hear my troubles, unjustified criticisms, and my never-ending sorrows, and you still will love me. You are my friend. Geraldine Covell '44 W1 N TER When winter comes, I love to see The snowy hill and icy tree, I love to look at lake and streamg I love to gaze, to drift, to dream. Olive Keach '44 -11-

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Ars. Raymond: fell, I'1l take 50 lbs. of it, so long as Gabbyis here to lug it home. He might as well do that as hang around down here with the rest of the town bums. I fGabby picks up the flour, groaning loudly.J Zuckwheat: Are you and Nellie going to the dance next Saturday night, Gabby? Jabby: Well, Ifll leave that to my wife. She knows more about that than I do. Bub: Well, if you can get that flour home on time, Gabby, I'll see you at the dance by 9 o' clock sharp. suckwheat: Pauncho and I'll be in a little later, but we got a couple dates from eight to ten. SCEIHE II At the dance, 9:50 P. M. Mrs. Raymond looks quite'worrieds Mrs. Raymond: I wonder where Gabby can be. He told me he would be ' gone just a minute. Buckwheat: Well, I Wouldn't be knowing where he ie. Oh, not Not mel ---Hoi Ho! - Bub: He probably got sick and went home. CThe dance progresses and finally everyone goes home. Mrs. Raymond is in none too good a mood. Pauncho enters, a little on the tipsy side.J Pauncho: Hi, Boys! KHe reels toward them.D flust then Gabby enters. He meets his wife in the door.J s. Ha mond: It's about time 'ou got here--uber the dance is all ovex Y 5 W Where have you been? Dub: Yeah! Whatfs been keeping you? Gabby: Now don't get nosey, Bub. Mrs. Raymond: Come on and stop fighting, we might as well go home, now that Gabby has come. SCENE III At Pauncho's store next morning. Dub: Heard Gabby was sick last night. Doc said it was internal poison ing. I ' Pauncho: Yeah, and you fellows better stop having your pranks laid on to me, or people will stop patronizing my store. Gabby -1:5- .