Anson Academy - Anchor Yearbook (North Anson, ME)

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ANSON AC:.o2MY I5 SlNIHH IllHY I l Standing left to right: Robert Judkins, Bruce Paine, Walter Ela, Joyce Young, Teddy Briggs. Seated left to right: Elizabeth Spencer, Dawn Bessey, Glenice Livingston, Erma Hoyt, Frances Adams. Betty's Millionaire The Senior Play was presented on Friday, April 13, in Academy Hall and was directed by Miss Pullen of the faculty. The cast was as follows: Betty Brown, who zuaizts to marry a millioizaire, JOYCE YUUNG Peter Adams, the millionaire, XNALTER ELA Sam Palmer, Peter's seeretary, TEDDY BRIGGS Sue Vlleatherbee, Peter's Cousin and a friend of Betty, DAWN BEssEY Nancy Fletcher, friend of Betty, GLENICE LIVINGSTON Mrs. Evangeline Brendlinger, a roriiantir old soul, ERMA HOYT Augustas Vl'inslow, staying at Ocean Breezes for his health, BRUCE PAINE Thaddeus Atterbury, proprietor of Ocean Breezes, ROBERT JUDKINS Nora, maid of all work, ELIZABETH SPENCER Lillie Daniels, an architect, FR.txNCEs ADAMS Betty Brown, pretty and intelligent, whose life ambition is to marry a millionaire. finally meets one-or thinks she does. ln reality he is nothing but a secretary. This is all the re- sult of a bit of scheming on the part of Betty's friends, Sue and Nancy. However, Betty turns the tables by falling in love with the secretary, who, of course, is ac- tually the millionaire. And then, upon discover- ing the identity of the man she loves, is pro- voked at being fooled and declares she won't marry anyone, which complicates matters quite nicely, especially as Sue has decided to marry the real secretary. And to top off this bright comedy, there is Thaddeus Atterbury, proprietor of the Ocean Breeze Hotel, where the action of the play takes place. Thaddeus is anxious that all his pay- ing guests are comfortable and happy, but is quite annoyed at being labeled a chicadee by Mrs. Brendlinger.

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THE ANCHOR SECHHIH lllHY M Standing left to right: Kenneth McHenry, Walter Ela, Joyce Young. Seated left to right: Mary Judkins, Katherine Ela, Phyllis Coro, Robert Judkins, Muriel Moody, Maxine Paine, Glenice Livingston. Sound Your Horn The School l'lay, uthllllllld Your Horn , was presented by the Student Council on March 2, 1945. The cast was as follows: Drusilla, ll litflv girl about town .... M.xx1NE PAINE Phyllis, her clmm ....... .... .... .... P H v LLls CoRo Etta Lamh, a waitress .............. i . . ..., GLi2N1ci-1 l,.IVINGS'l'0N Mr. Angus, attorney for Mrs. Van Dyke .... .... R onlinr JUDKINS Homer Bird, Contact man ............. ..., K ICNNETH lhlCl-lENRY Christine Elliot, owner of stand . . .... -Ioyciz YOUNG Mrs. Van Dyke, millionaircss .... KATKERINLL ELA Dianne VVebster, har niece ...... .... N IARY JUDKINS Theodore Webster, hm' neplww . . . .WALTER ELA Mrs. Beasley, rawtakm' . .. ..., ..,.....,...... K 'lURlEL Mooov Sound Your Horn was a three-act comedy which took place at Christine Elliot's refreshment stand. Some times it was Homer Bird and cute little Etta, sometimes Phyl- lis and Drusilla. who touched the funny hone. There was quite a contrast between Mrs. Beasley and Mr. Angus. Une suave. the other blundering and inefficient. Christine was the real focus of interest. Mrs. Van Dyke tried to put her off the property but Christine won out. Christine also discovered unexpected allies in the niece and nephew. lt was really a play of romance and comedy from beginning to end. The play was directed by Mr. Merrill of the faculty.

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16 THE ANCHOR lIllHHHY Lizzie's Singing In my kitchen Lizzie's singing ,- Words I hear her'say Bring the sweetest music ringing Of another day. Lizzie holds her pickaninny On a starry nightg . Pappy's strumming, little Dickie Dances in the light. Of a new moon, bright and slender, Caught up in the trees ,' Lizzie's music, sateet and tender, Swings upon the breeze. Little pickaninny darling , Tremulous, now low ,' Lizzie's holding her wee starling Of the long ago. Shut yo' eyes, yo' pappy's strumming, Not a ghost to fear, Lower, lower, Lizzie's humming IVords I cannot hear. Like a south wind, sobbing, weeping, Softly hushgd and deep, Lizzie in my kitchen weeping, Sings her child to sleep. My Composition I have before me a blank sheet of paper. If this paper is still blank tomorrow morning at 8:35, I shall- have to stay after school for English. However, I ani not worrying as I know I can write something. Shall it be de- scription, exposition or narration? I think I'll try descriptiong that ought to be easy enough. All you have to do is to describe something. What will it be? I have it! Snow. Every- body writes about how white it is, how it falls- er, ah, hum! Oh well, I think I could do much better with an exposition. It must have some- thing to do with exposing someone. 'I should not think that the teacher would want me to expose anyone. But, I do know someone I cou.u expose. Teddy might expose me if I exposed him though so I guess that leaves ex- position out. Now there is just one thing left, narration. I wonder if I know any stories? Oh yes! there was a travelling salesman who- whoops, I guess I don't want to tell that one. Maybe I ought to make up a story. Once up- on a time, there was a man. This is going to be easyg all I have to do is to put something in between once upon a time and they lived happily ever after . Let's see! There was a boy: no, a girl. No, I guess a boy and he- er, ah, hum! Well, this paper isn't blank now, but it is the nearest thing to it. By the looks of it, I think I shall be staying anyway. '- VV ALTER ELA '46 Spring in Maine In the early spring of the year. When the rains begin to fall I want to be in Maine, our Maine The grandest -state of all! U 1 want to sit in the old rocker And watching the little drops of rain There's no other place I want to be Than in the grand old state of Maine. When in the way of distance I see the snow-capped mountains To me they look like crystal fountains Reaching for the sky. Then, in early April W'hen the pussy willows nod their drowsy heads I often wondered if they wish to Leave their cosy beds. And enjoy M aine's cool spring air In the sunshine and freshness of spring so rare. Some people newer notice these Signs of the spring, especially in Maine As for me, I sit' and swoon ozfer Little drops of rain. Domus SKILLINGS '46