Mount Desert High School - Skipper Yearbook (Northeast Harbor, ME)

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Once more you step into the gloomy hole just as dawn begins to break in the sky. Are we all here? asks the leader. Yes, oh leader, one answers. Then we return to Mars until tomorrow night. Your mind runs wild. Return to Mars!! ! Your startled brain reels as you realize you are trapped! What will I do? When we reach Mars, I'rn sure to be discovered. But then you become aware of another terrifying fact--you will never reach Mars alive! ! !! All of them are staring at you. Why? How do they know? They--they are changing back to Martians ! ! But l'm not!! I CAN'T! ! Look, oh leader, another earth- ling who tried to spy on us. Fool, didn't you realize we must change back to our own forms when day breaks? We cannot stand your bright Compliments of KINNEY DUPLICATOR COMPANY Bangor, Maine sunlight. Wh--what will you do to me? ? You know the answer to your question even before you are finish- ed asking. All you have to do is look at the open mouthsg look at the hungry eyes, look at the swaying worm-like figures slithering closer and closer- NO! NO! NO! Too bad they wouldn't believe you, Nick Kent. But then, they never do believe -- until it is too late! Pat Jordan '53 SNIFF -SNIFF Whad id zo rare az a code id Jaduary, Wid your doze zo zduffy you can hard- ly speag? Wid Tabzin, Azpinin, ad Adtihiztabid, Thad you're always zduffing dowd your beag? Whad id zo rare az a code in Jaduary? A code id DEZEDHER, FEBERARY BARch, ADeril, May, june, july, . . . Sally Scarborough '55 Compliments of FREEMAN'S STORE Southwest Harbor, Maine

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earthlings themselves and the planet will be ours. Go out, as your broth- ers have gone before you, and learn about the enemy. Only by understand ing men can we destroy him. Go and mingle with the stupid unsuspecting earthlings. You can't believe it's really happening. You're ten minutes away from New York, and you're walking down the road with these creatures from Mars, creatures in the bodies of dead earthmen! Your brain is working fast. How can we learn to recognize them? At the fork in the road the Martians begin to split up, some in one direction, some in another. You take the road toward the city as fast as possible. A few minutes later you are in the office of your regional chief and he is saying Well, Nick, anything about those hair-brained people of the flying saucers? You reply, They are not hair- brained, Chief. I saw one! You talk fast, excitedly, the words tumbling out in your eager- ness to tell your story. But then you hear, Worms from Mars! ! Stolen bodies!! Oh, brother, now I've heard everything! ! Don't you believe me? Sure I believe you. I believe in Red Riding Hood and Jack and the Beanstalk, too. Now get out of here before I stop thinking it's funny, and discharge you for drink- ing on duty! ! I should have expected this. You try the editorial office of the Globe, but the results are the same. Listen, Nick, I'm a busy man. Go tell your story to the comic strip editor and stop bothering me. But it's true, I tellyou---TRUE! ! You realize there's only one thing you can do. You've got to get proof. A camera! Photographs will convince them. As you leave the bar, youglance around you. You wonder how many people hear you are earthlings like yourself, and how many are not. You stop at an all-night photo shop and buy a medium priced camera and some infra-red film. Your mind is whirling as you drive to the cemeteryg you're on the verge of the greatest discovery of all times! ! You'll be more famous than Columbus or Marconi. You are relieved to see that the saucer is still there, and some of the Martians are entering the ship. It looks as if everything were going to be very easy for you. I'll enter the ship with those people over there. I wonder why so many of them are coming back now? NEW ENGLAND'S LARGEST AND MOST Compliments of COMPLETE MUSIC STORE KING COLE Z0-24 Broad Street, Bangor, Me. 49 Bangor, Maine

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IKLLSND UK ENEMY The moon rose large and threat- eningly over the tree:-tops. Its full- ness resembled an ominous balloon sailing over the country as if it were hunting for danger. And as it rose higher and higher, the trees seemed to take on immense, grotesque shapesg shapes of weird skeletons waving their bony arms around. Only occasionally was there a slight murmur of abreeze. Or was it that these horrible forms were real, not jgust the trees, and that the sound was their moaning, their way of telling the woods that they were boss? Jeannie wondered as she slowly made her way homeward. Why oh why had she stayed so late? Why did she have to walk this long threatening path alone? She thought of these as a form of relief to keep her mind away from the wind, the trees, and the moon. What was that noise! Jeannie stop- ped short. Listen, there it is again! Slowly it came again -- a LONG shrill noise similar to a scream. Jeannie felt a tightening in her throat as she looked around her. The sound continued for only a moment, then silence. Then pat, pat, pat, pat. She turned first to the right, then to the left. Suddenly she gasped, for be- hind her she could see a shadow ap- proaching. That could mean only one thingg she was being followed. Should she run? She tried to scream but some- thing stuck in her throat. No, No. The only sensible thing to do was to remain calm and walk on as if she suspected nothing. She tried this. For a while it was MAURICE J. FINESON all right. Then, gradually, she began to walk faster. When she realized what she was doing, she slowed down. She noticed that whoever or whatever was behind her sped up or slowed down as she did. Fear mounted anew in her. Finally, when she could remain calm no longer, Jeannie started running. The thing behind her started running, too. But, after experimenting, she found relief in the fact that her follow- er remained the same distance behind her ----- speeding as she ran, slowing as she walked. This was encouraging. If she reached home. If-if-if ........ Again she ran. Ran on and on, hearing the coming footsteps behind her, but not daring to turn around to look. After what seemed like ages, she saw the lights of town ahead. Now to make it home. But she was so out of breath, she had to stop to rest. She stopped, held her breath for an in- stance, and listened. She looked be- hind her. Wait, something about that shadow looked familiar. So, as if she had been told that her fears were foolish, she stood and waited. She was right. The mysterious approacher was still coming. When it came into view, Jeannie gave a cry of both surprise and relief. For what should be follow- ing her but Jiggers, her own pet dog. So, feeling greatly relieved and somewhat ashamed of herself, Jeannie trudged along toward home. However, for the rest of the journey, her mys- terious follower was by her side as if he were protecting her against some unseen enemy. Vonnie Cousins '53 WARREN KAY VANTINE STUDIO The Class Ring Man 51 132 Boylston Street 374 Center Street Bangor Boston Massachusetts