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Page 12 text:
-eq :I 2, in '42 l
5'T'i ' I 15' 2
:I .3 r ff' - I.
lb ,:-44 if A L'-:
A Tons! 'l'o Old A. A.
XVe walk tlirongrli hulls of stautt-ly gint-L-,
And those far nnnu-ll with funn-1
W'hei'o rigrht :xml wisdom hold the-ii' sway
Anil knowlcilire has zx 1-lniin.
VVe have seen the "Seven NVomlorsg"
VVe have seen the Spliinxghnt say!
Have you ever seen zu hnililinq:
Like that of the old A. A.?
As we passed its wooden 1-ortails,
Stanrtinsz' forth our way to learn,
WVe will meet the hislilun evils,
Xvnitinn' ns on every turn.
With at smile we'll pass them over.
"Do your duty :ill the why."
This is one of the iine inottovs
Thnt we learn in the ohl A. A.
I-lero's to the games we lost :incl Won.
ll0l'0's to the students true,
l'll'l'0'S to our i.:'ylnn:1stivs
Anil our :ithlotivs tool
HL-l'e's to :ill uni' slililn-s.
'Flint we-'Ve lezwnml so i':iitl1l'ull-y,
Here-'s to our soldier lmlmlii-s.
'Flint wi-'ve sont fzii' o'ei' the sen!
He1'e's to those who still uri- with us.
Hel'e's to those who lmvt- cleuresl the
Here-'s to our loyal tezichers.
And he1'e's to the old A. A.! '
Eva E. Hooker, '2l.
The Boy Who Would A'Skating Go
"But, mother why can't I?" asked
Elliot. "George, Edward and Jack
"Because, answered his mother,
"you know that you have to study
for that examination tomorrow. Be-
sides," she added, "you might get on
the thin ice. Now clon't ask me again
for that is final."
Elliot walked into his father's of-
fice dejected. He sat down on the
"O, dear," he sighed, "why can't
I do what I want to? I might go
skating just as well as not if mother
only thought so. The ice is perfectly
safe and I can get up early in the
morning and study."
The more he thought of it the more
he wanted to go. "Jack and Edward
and George will he there," he mused.
Suddenly a hrilliant idea popped in-
to his head. Why not go anyway?
She would never know it. Mother
just kept him in because she couldrft
go. On thinking it over he decided
that he was being ill treated and he
would go now anyway, Whether she
found it out or not. Having decided
his course 'of' action he lay down on
the couch, thinking that he would
lie there and make his plans until
supper time. He closed his eyes and
soon went to sleep.
When all the family had withdrawn
to the sitting room, mother with her
sewing and father with his papers,
he tiptoed out softly, taking his
skates with him. When safely out-
side he ran for the ice as fast as he
could., Arriving there breathless, he
looked around for the boys, but they
were not in sight. However he put
his skates on and began cutting a
circle, thinking they would come
Page 11 text:
THE ANCHOR 7
Anson Avmleiny, always on top,
'This refrain will never stopg
From it harrl work and school spirit
Vim never ebbs from :1 bounce to:1li0D,
Over the top.
Anson Academy, two A's first.
Of :ill sail words l:isg'ing"s worst.
For higher honors is our thirst.
Right here we'rc surely erst,
Over thc top.
'l'. B. XV. '19
The Teacher Training Class
The teacher training class is fast
coming into line. For several years
we have been trying to build up a
system for sending out -graduates
suitably trained and with sufficient
pedigogical and psychological knowl-
edge to enable them to perform the
duties of rural or grade teachers with
a greater degree of efficiency. Mean-
while they will be profiting by the ex-
perience and furnishing themselves
with means for pursuing a special
or normal course that will increase
their own knowledge and make it pos-
sible for them to instruct pupils a-
long more thoro and advanced lines.
This year a remarkably successful
course is being carried out. The
class is made up of Junior and Senior
girls. The work takes up the funda-
mental principles of psychology, ru-
ral and grade observations, school
management and school laws. We
hope for continued and greater sue-
cess along these lines.
The editors wish to thank the as-
sistants for their efforts to gather
material for the Anchor. We feel
that our work has not been in vain
and hope that the appearance of the
first 1919 paper will be a compensa-
tion for the time and labor spent
on its completion.
The faculty and students of Anson
Academy wish to thank Dr. Marston
for his kindness in contributing to
the Academy the Bowdoin Oriient.
Some unknown person, but a posi-
tive friend to Anson Academy, has
very kindly sent us the Maine Cam-
pus, and we wish to thank the one
to whom we are indebted for this
The Illustrated Review is received
with thanks by Anson Academy and
we greatly appreciate this kindness
on the part of the giver.
Major Perley F. Walker
Lieut. I-I. Edward Marston
Capt. Harry E. Morin
Lieut. Edward Ireland
Corp. Linwood Gifford
Auton T. Boisen
Olon Hooper '
Joseph Y. Rogers
Floyd V. Berry
A. Eugene Williams
Dr. William Cutts
Dr. J. O. Piper
Page 13 text:
THE ANCHOR i , 9-
But they did not come and present-
ly a little voice within said, "Now see
what you have done. Go back home
and tell your mother." "I won't,"
asserted Self. "Why not?" questioned
Conscience. "Because I'll be pun-
ished," replied Self, "But you deserve
it," Conscience reminded, "No, I
don't," defied Self. Then determined
to still Conscience, he began to
skate across the river.
Suddenly he seemed to be
rounded by companions. They were
here, there and everywhere.
were clad in bright colors and were
darting in and out among their com-
Presently he noticed that they were
leading him downstream. That was
where the thin ice was, he thought
with a chill of horror. Who were
these people anyway with their
strange faces, strange dress and
strange ways? Where were they
taking him to? Where did they
come from so suddenly? These
thoughts chased each other through
"I must go back," he thought to
himself. But even though he wanted
to go back, he could not, try as he
would. It was just a short distance
to the thin ice now. As they neared
it he saw a hideous looking monster,
sitting on a cushion. The foremost
of his companions ran ahead and
bending on one knee, he solemnly
touched his nose to the ice and then
stood at attention.
"You have him?" questioned the
monster, who was Ill Nature..
"Yes, Ill Nature," he replied.
"You may take him six feet on the
thin ice," he ordered.
Immediately Elliott felt the same
strange something pulling him on
against his will. They touched the
thin ice, but to his surprise they did
not break through. Looking back,
he saw the monster Ill Nature, grad-
ually dwindle until he saw nothing
but a snow drift. Fear tugged at
his heart. Surely this was not the
world of reality he thought.
But at this moment a great crack-
ling and grumbling was heard, and
the ice broke and he went through.
Down, down, down, he went. Every-
thing was dark as night. Finally
after what seemed an interminable
time he landed on ice again, with a.
thump which seemed to echo and re-
echo. Then before his dazed eyes
appeared another monster, even more
hideous looking than the first. He
was all black and was perched upon
a high stool.
"You brought him?" he demanded
in a shrill voice.
"Yes, Resentment, answered the
foremost one bending on one knee
and touching his nose to the ice.
'KNow," said Resentment the mon-
ster, turning his wicked little eyes
on Elliot, "Remove the wood from
that circular place at my Left and
then skate around in a circle until
I tell you to stop."
Elliot protested, but that same in-
visible force impelled him, as it had
Slowly he tried to pick up a stick
of wood. It was so heavy that he was
unable to lift it.
"Try again," purred Resentment in
a sqft voice.
Elliot tried again. This time he
could lift it. It felt cold to his
hands. It seemed smore like sticks
of ice than wood. When he had re-
moved that stick he turned around
to move the rest when he saw to his
amazement that all the sticks were
'Commence skating," murmured
the- monster in the same soft voice.
Elliot was so frightened that he
could do nothing but obey. Round
and round he went in dizzy circles.
Would the monster never tell him
to stop? But no, it was not to be.
He still was forced around the circle
at a terrific rate of speed.
"I -- can't stand it--much--longer,"
he gasped to himself.
"I--I feel sick," he thought again.
"I wish 1'd 'minded Mother," he
whispered dizzily. He fell with a
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