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10 FRANKLIN ACADEMY HIGH SCHOOL ANNUAL
There is no smoke to mar the deep blue of the sky or to deprive the leaves
of their freshness, here. The occasional passing of a motor-car alone re-
minds one of the fact that this tranquil village is really a part of this bustling
twentieth century world.
Indeed, one can but' think of those quaint New England hamlets, of which
one reads, as he takes a last look at the serene landscape.
-Catherine Cornell, '23
'Twas midnight in Prattsburg,
Not a street car was in sight,
And the streets were brightly lighted,
For we had electric light.
The pavement reached from curb to curb,
The movie-shows were crowded,
The ice-cream shops were full of girls,
And not a brow was clouded.
The department stores were open wide,
It was a bargain rush,
Potatoes were three dollars per,
And all the farmers flush.
'Twas then that I fell out of bed,
And made an awful thud,
I opened up my window,
And the streets were full of mud.
-Ruth C. Munson, '24
A Good Bargain
Old Bill Lamson stood by the gate and watched jack Hill come up the
long driveway. As jack came along, Bill stood and wondered what he
could want, but after a little he suddenly exclaimed, "I know what he wants!
He wants to buy my horse. I hope I can make a good bargain because
Nancy is old and I want to sell her."
As Jack came nearer, Bill grinned and said, "Good morning, jack! Fine
day, eh ?"'
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FRANKLIN ACADEMY HIGH SCHOOL ANNUAL 9
The Spirit of the Waters and Nature had once had a quarrel, during
which Nature had struck the Spirit of the XVaters on the arm. It had hurt
him exceedingly and made him weak in this certain place. On this spot
alone would the blow of a mortal man have any effect. She would tell them
where this weakness was, and as only his left hand held the magic power,
they would thus be enabled to save the life of their honored chieftain.
They thanked the Spirit of the Mountains very much and were going on,
when she said. "But listen, the hand will still hold its magic power, so you
must take it where it can bring no harm to the people of the land I love so
much. Take it with you on your return and throw it into that mighty ocean,
of which you speak."
They continued their journey and at last came to the Mississippi Valley.
Here they soon found the giant. After living here many years watching
and waiting for a chance to strike the fatal blow, that chance came. At last
the danger was past and they felt that their chieftain's life was safe. But
the hand was very heavy and it was a long time before they reached the
mountains. It took them many years to bear the hand across them and in
spite of all their efforts to reach home, they became worn out and had to
lay the hand down.
As they had been gone so long, a search party had started out to seek them.
Soon they came to the skeleton of the hand. In place of each finger was a
beautiful lake. They named them, Seneca, Cayuga, Canandaigua, Keuka and
Oneida, after the brave warriors who had saved the life of the Iroquois
-Margelia Phillips, '23
A Birdseye View of Prattsburgh
As one stands upon any of the hillsides surrounding Prattsburgh, a
charming view of the peaceful village is obtained. In late spring, the scene
in the valley below, is especially pleasing to the eye.
Though glistening foliage hides the larger part of the buildings from
sight, the spires of several churches are visible. Close beside the highest of
these, can be seen the tower of Franklin Academy, one of the oldest schools
in the state. It is as if Nature herself were trying to conceal all things except
those which stand for that which is highest and best in the community.
Across an expanse of beautiful green meadow. on the other side of the valley.
a sparkling stream wends its way southward, beneath the over-hanging
branches of massive willows.
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FRANKLIN ACADEMY HIGH SCHOOL ANNUAL ll
"Yes," replied jack, "It is a fine morning. I thought I would drop in a
minute and see what you ask for old Nancy."
A crafty smile passed over Bill's face, as he answered, "VVell, I'll tell you.
I don't want to sell her very bad, but I'll sell her for a hundred and fifty
"Say, Bill," said jack, "you must think your old horse is made of gold!
Whoever heard of such a price for an old plug like that? You must be
crazy. Why, I won't pay one cent over a hundred for her."
The smile left Bill's face as he answered. "I guess it's you that's crazy!
Why, Nancy's worth two hundred this minute. But since it's you, I'll knock
off twenty-live dollars. Now, what do you think of that ?"
"I don't think, I know," said jack, "that I won't pay one cent over a
hundred, and if you can't sell her for that. I don't want her."
As jack said that, he started for home, and Bill, seeing his bargain lost,
told jack to wait a minute, that he wanted to figure a little. jack came back
and Bill seemed to be lost in a deep mental calculation, but he spoke at last.
"Well, I will lose on Nancy, if 1 sell her at that price, but I guess I'll let you
have her. You have been pretty good to me lately. so I'll call it a bargain
at a hundred."
As Jack again started for home. the smile again appeared on Bill's face
and slapping his hands together, he exclaimed, "Ginger! NVhat a bargain!
XVhy, Nancy's only worth about fifty dollars."
-Joseph Horton, '23
An Imaginary Page from the Diary of
April 12, 1784-1 went to church at IO A. M. Enjoyed the service by Rev.
Carleton very much. After lunch, took a ramble in the fields. It was beauti-
ful. The foliage is just beginning to green out. Saw a strange bird-was
not able to determine what it was. Have decided to name my last poem "The
Cotter's Saturday Night."
April 13-Took my usual morning walk to the lake. Arrived just as the
sun was risinglin all its glory. Wrote a short poem for which I have not
decided on a name. I went to a lecture at Oakleyfs Hill in the afternoon.
Here I met Albert Townsend, whom I like very much. He is so genial and
April 14-Gilbert and I did a little work around the farm this morning.
While plowing. I upturned a mouse nest, and now the poor thing will have
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