Phillips High School - Phillipian Yearbook (Phillips, ME)

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THE PHILLIPIAN 13 George Toothaker: Bait the hook well and you 'll never fail to catch them. Dorothy Toothaker: I have resolved to grow fat and look young till forty. Kenneth Whorff: 'K There 's no place like home. The boys may have their girls Made up of powder and paint But Ifd rather have lone just as she is Not looking like what she ain't. Mother: Get up, Julia. Remember the early bird catches the worm. Julia: Let him have it, I'm not 3 hungry. ' Hartley Fairbanks: Don't put too fine a point to your wit For fear it would get blunted. is INITIALS OF SOPHOMORES R. E. R.-Right ever right. D. E. T.-Doesn't ever tell. G. A. T.--Good at talking. P. B. B.-Phil breaks broncos. K. E. W.-Ken eats wieners. -Hates every boy. C. P.-just can 't please. E. H.-June effects Homie. R. M. K.-Ruth may kiss. H. C. F. -High class fish. H. F.. B. J. J. Shuns every woman. W. D.--VVon't work days. R. G. H.-Rarely goes home. H. S.-Elden hates school. G. E. W.-Gets every woman. W. S.-Ruins white shirts. s. E. w.- W. E. R. Mr. Whittemore Con phonej: You say that Hartley cannot attend school to- day, because he has a bad cold? Who is this speaking?', H-oarse voice: My father. FAVORITE CLASS POEM BY the rude bridge that arched the flood, Their Hag to April's breeze unfurled, Here once the embattled farmers stood And fired the shot heard 'round the world. The foe long since in silence slept, Alike the conqueror silent sleeps, And time the ruined bridge has swept Down the dark stream which seaward creeps. On this green bank, by this soft stream, We set today a votive stone, That memory may their deed redeem, When like our sires our sons are gone. Spirit that made those heroes dare To die and leave their children free, Bid Time and Nature gently spare The shaft we raise to them and thee. Shute Ctranslating in Latinj : 'tRedolent thymef, Trans.: 'A Smells like time. G. White fin French lj: H11 a mal a la gorge. Trans.: He has a pain in the neck. 'bl Tui- if-gi ...X dfvir flu 1:--f 2:1 +- K is-f fr : stu e' f if D

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12 THE PHILLIPIAN SOPHOMORE CLASS 1 . SOPHOMORE DEPARTMENT Presidwit June Haggan Vice Pl'L'Xl.llL'7lf Robert Haley Sccrvfary Elden Shute, Jr. Treasurer XVilson Smith Class Colors-Old Rose and Gold Class Flower - Forget-me-not Class Motio-Paddle Your Own Canoe QUOTATIONS Sophomores: By attention in the French class ideas are registered in the memory. June Haggan: TWo's a company, three ls a crowdf, Phillip Bunnell: I aim at the moon and hit a mud puddlef' Betty Butler: If music be the food of love, play on. julia Pratt: A woman convinced against her will Is of the same opinion still. Stanley VVilliamson: Idleness is sweet and sacredf, Glenwood White: L' It is so soon that I am done for I wonder what I was begun for. Elden Shute, jr.: 'I Youth comes but once in a lifetime. - Vlloodrow Dodge: So long as you are innocent fear nothing, No one can harm you. Ruth Knight: Her modest looks the cottage might adorn Sweet as the primrose beneath the thorn. Robert Haley: L' For thy sake tobacco I would do anything but dief' VVilson Smith: After all the best thing we can do when it is raining is to let it rain. Raymond Rowe : 1' Oh call it by some better name For friendship is too cold.

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! 1 4 THE PHILLIPIAN i FRESHMAN CLASS FRESH MAN DEPARTMENT President Holman Grover Unthinking, idle, wild, and young, Secretary and Treasurer' Kathleen VVeed I laughed and danced and talked and sung. - Dunham. Class Colors-Orchid and Green U , . Clam Flower-Lilac She makes up in quality what she lacks Class Motto-Smile at Dihiculties in quantity?-Gfanf. WE FRESHIES THE Freshman class is sure a scream, Our number tallies just eighteen. We can 't tell how it came to pass- The Sophies think we 're green as grass. Some are witty and some are not. Yet we sure are a classy lotg If unusual talent they need seek just to a Freshman they should speak. If anything you wish to know ,lust ask the Freshies if 'tis sog For varied learning we are noted, And thus we're sure to get promoted. 4' It is for want of thought that I am un- done. - G1-owr. K' Oh then, Sir, you are a favorite among the ladies. - Blanchard. A closed mouth catches no flies. - Riclzardsou. The girls had fellows in days of yoreg I have Paul and want no more. ' -Thompson. H She is little, she is wise, None can dodge her I-lirty eyes. -Hardy. Laughing! Laughing! Laughing! Through the dreary midnight flame. Laughing! Laughing! Laughing! Till the light of morning came. - McLaughlin. A maid of wisdom and of fun. -- A dams.