Plymouth High School - Pilgrim Yearbook (Plymouth, MA)

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' THE PILGRIM 15 my!! which is the same as, All right, Anna, be a mule if you like l Quarreling thus, they passed the time away. Toward noon, however, the sky became black and the wind blew terrifically. The bridge was swept away and Anna could not cross the river. Her friend grasped a young tree growing near, and attempted to pull it up by the roots to make a bridge. But a loud rumble was heard under the earth and the river wid- ened as the ground shook fearful- y. Ban turned around just in time to see his beloved carried rapidly downstream by the whirling cur- rent. She called a last farewell and :forgave him as she sank for the last time. Ban, distracted, with the young tree in his hand fied over the heaving ground toward the west, the cries of the dying civilization in his ears. As he reached the coast of what is now Florida, the land behind him disappeared under the water and he found himself alone in a strange land. Waking up the next day he dis- covered the young tree lying be- side him. He looked at it thoughtfully, then burst into tears and vowed he'd plant it as a symbol of his love for Anna. So he carefully planted the young tree, watering it with his tears, and called it Ban-Anna. - Although science has sought for decades to explain the existence of the banana tree on this continent, the explanation is really a simple one, you see, depending on the love of Ban for Anna. B. HOLMES '26 FRESI-IMAN'S JOURNEY Freshman, sitting on the bank of a clear lake on a .hot summer day, fell asleep and dreamed a dream. There appeared before him a vast sea, and as he came nearer to it, he saw the sign Sea of Education. In order to con- tinue his progress in Life, it was necessary for him to pass over this sea. As Freshman walked along the water's edge, he spied a sea-plane with Guide sitting in it ready to help anyone who wished to go across. After welcoming each other, they set out on their jour- ney. On the way Guide informed his friend of others' experiences. Soon they passed an island known as Island Lazy where several Freshmen had stopped when tired of Education's work. A few miles away was another island much larger and more beautiful which Guide called Start Island. After Freshman had landed safely on it, Guide told him that now he must choose agents that he would meet on the island, and that these would be Freshman's helpers. Love, Work, and Honor were chosen. Then Guide warned Freshman al- ways to do right and to choose wisely, for now he had obtained the rank of Sophomore. The three new guides told Soph- omore that he must get ready for a more difiicult part of his journey and that he had to do most of the work. They made him clean and prepared the steamer which would take him to the opposite banks of Sea of Education. Poor Sopho- more even had to work in the boiler-room, sweat came forth from his face, but he kept on. When they reached the other side, his companions told him that he had completed his Sophome work, and was now to be called Junior. Saying this, they left him to con- tinue his journey alone. f

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14 THE PILGRIM Yes, considering that it has rained for four days without much of a stop between times. Jim was quite upset by this re- ply. Why hadn't he remembered that the weather had not been good? But nothing daunted he went on with his sales-talk. I am here this morning mad- am, to sell you some Royal Baking Powder. That did sound rather awkward, Jim thought, but he re- membered What his boss had said. I don't use that brand, and I don't think I care to, was the sharp retort. But surely you might give it a trial. No, young man, you can't sell me any of your old baking pow- der. I'm perfectly satisfied at the present time with the kind I'm using. But I'll tell you, if I Wanted to try a different kind, I wouldn't try Royal. This aroused Jim's anger, but he saw before him the words, AL- WAYS BE POLITEJ' Madam, I'm sorry you feel thus about our product, but Royal Bak- ing Powder has been in use for twenty-five years now, and its good reputation will always last. Your neighbor, Mrs. Brown, uses it, and would have given me an order, but she is already stocked up with Royal Baking Powder. Huh, she uses it, you say? Well, I always did wonder how she made such lovely cakes and biscuits. It must be the baking powder. Here was a hope, and Jim 'grasped it. Yes, our product does wonders. It is used by all the leading bak- eries, and a woman of your ability should be able to turn out marvel- ous creations with it. A little ilattery, Jim decided, might help. Just let me show you the help ful cook book that is given to you free with your pound can of baking powder. Not that I doubt your knowledge of cooking, or think that you need a cook book, but there are many new and tasty dishes described in it, which might, appeal to you. . No, I never use a cook book but some of these new-fangled things in these pictures do look good.. John always did like a change in his food. Yes, I'm sure your husband would approve of your purchase. Oh, yes, and we also are giving a cake-turner and a cross Word puz- zle with every can you buy. A cross word puzzle, did you say? My, but I'm just crazy about them! And you give one free with every can of baking powder ? 6'Yes, and they're good ones. Does your husband care for cross' word puzzles too? If .so why not buy two cans and then he can have a puzzle as well. What a clever idea! I'll take- three cans and get a puzzle for my daughter, too. After the conclusion of the sale,. Jim. walked out to his boss with a light heart. His greeting was, Well, boss, I was just beginning to think that salesmen had to be born, but I've changed my mind - they can be made. L. SMITH '25 A FRUITE UL TALE Once upon a time a young lady' and a young man were sitting be- side a small river on the beautiful continent of Atlantis which conti-- nent, it is claimed, lay in the At-- lantic, and of which Cuba is now' the only remaining part. Strangely enough they were- sitting on opposite sides of the stream, quarreling in a foreign- tongue. Ban 1 I she shrieked, Ukopdof- fylala!l which means, Ban, all right for you! Veeka, Anna, he answered equally loud, Hsuppytumta rum-

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16 ' THE PILGRIM There, before him, was Study Mountain whose slopes were cov- ered with Books, Pencils, Pens, Ink, Rulers, Chalk, and many other tries. Junior looked at it with a sigh and wished that he could go back, but a sign aroused his cur- iosity. On it was written Road Upward. He followed the road which seemed level and easy at first, but as he kept on it grew steeper and more difficult. When he was half-way up the mountain, he looked back at the parts of his journey that he had already com- pleted and decided that he could just as well keep on. As he was thinking of this, Prize appeared and brought with him Interest, whom he introduced to Junior. Prize went on his way, while the other two climbed to the top of Study Mountain. When they reached the top, Interest turned to Junior and said, O Junior, 'tis now that you are a member of the Senior Class. I must depart, but take this little gift and remember me throughout your journey. Senior was weary and cared not to keep on, for everything was get- ting harder to do. A figure in the distance was approaching him. Senior walked on and met Strug- gle who promised to help him out of all his difficulties down the mountain side. After they had gone a little way, Toil and Trouble would not let Senior pass because he had no passport. Thereupon Struggle told Senior to show them the gift that Interest had given him. It was none other than the Gift of Strife and, when Toil and Trouble saw it, they let Senior pass on. When Senior came to the foot of Study Mountain, Struggle took his hand and said, Now, O Senior, you have completed your School Journey of Education and Study. However, do not stop, for this is only the beginning. Re- member there is the rest of your Life Journey to be completed, and now you will be your own guide. Remember the comrades you have met, and resolve to make your Life Journey a success based on Educa- tion and Study. Farewell and good luck to you. MARY ZANDI '25 , THE JOYS OF MOTORING Want to go for a ride, Joe? ' Joe appeared in the doorway munching a piece of cake much too large to be held in the hands. Mum eatin', was the incoher- ent reply addressed to the occu- pants of the broken-down Ford. Aw, just for a few minutes. Got to be back myself then, said the driver, Larry Forsdick. Yes, come on, joined in the other passenger, Bob Hawkins. Joe descended the stairs and climbed into the car, still munch- ing his food. Larry started the Ford and away they went. Car after car they passed until they had gone farther from home than they had intended. I guess we'd better turn around, said Joe. On they sped opening up on the long straight- away and passing cars like a fiash. This is the life, quoth Bob and the others agreed with him. Larry drove into a woods road to take a short cut home. About a hundred yards down the road they met an- other road bug with a fiat tire. As they flashed pastthe parked car they gave its owner the grand razz and asked him if he wanted a race. Then Larry slowed up, turned around, and went back to the parked car to torment the un- fortunate motorist. Want any help? they asked jokingly. . No answer. Well, you ,wouldn't get it any- way, said they as they drove off. But they did not go far, for the