Ashland High School - Echoes Yearbook (Ashland, ME)

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home and I couldn't refuse him. You won't mind will you Mom? Oh Marcia, you know Dad and I don't want you to see Dick. He just isn't good company or influence for you. ' It's just to see a movie Mom and I'll be in right after the show-please Mom. Well, all right, but this will be the only time you will see Dick Ma- lone for a long time. There are a lot of other nicer boys than he is who are anxious to take you out. That evening the Breckinridges' were dining when the telephone rang. In a flash, Marcia was at the phone. Hello-yes, this is she speaking- oh hello Dick, yes-oh that's a shame -well all right Dick good-by. His father would have to have a job , as he put it, for him to do on his first night home. The next morning while her mother was drinking coffee, Marcia was reading the paper and all at once she exclaimed, this is preposterous! It can't be! There must be some mis- take! Anybody but Dick. You're right Mom he isn't any good. Marcia-what on earth? Marcia was kneeling by her mother now, showing her the headlines be- tween tears. Her mother read the headlines, MALONE AND SON CAUGHT ESCAPING WITH 1,000, 000 dollars. And to think I nearly married him, Marcia cried. Her mother placed a consoling hand on her daughter's head, there, there now baby, it's all over and no harm came to you, dear, and that's all that matters. , It's too bad all the young girls don't learn that their parents are right before they make a mistake. IRENE DAMBOISE '52 A GHOULISH NIGHT One dark, bleak night as I was walking home from a party I saw a glow of light coming from the hill to my left. I struck out toward the light and half an hour later I came to a clearing. In the center of the clearing stood an evil looking person with long gray hair, deep set eyes, long finger nails-that looked like claws-and a shrill voice-like that of a bat's. I stood there wanting to run but so horrified that I couldn't move, I stood there looking on in amazement. Sitting in a semi-circle around this person were at least a dozen people with a glassy stare in their eyes. They sat there motionless-as if hypnotized-listening to their leader who said, This is the last meeting we shall holdg after tonight you all are destined to roam the earth looking for souls to turn into beings like our- selves. The others gave a weird cheer and appeared glad of the opportunity thus accorded them. I made a move to go, just as I turned a twig snapped under the weight of my foot, I had hoped that no one had heard the noise, I stopped to see if anyone was following me, nobody was in sight. I started out again. As I turned I came face to face with an unearthly looking figure which took me buy the arm and led me to the center of the circle, he said, f'This human being has wit- nessed one of our ceremonies, we must dispose of him or turn him into one of us. We shall now commit him to the chairman of human soul con- versions. ' With that, a loud cheer went up from those in the circleg one of the shapes stepped forward and stared into my eyes, as he did, he spoke as in a trance words which I couldn't understand, my head seemed to grow larger, circles appeared in front of my eyes. I got dizzy and then, when it seemed as though I would fall apart -I woke up. What a horrible nighmare! I was tangled in the blankets, cold sweat dripped from my brow. After a while I went back to sleep and slept the rest of the night very peacefully. GEORGE C. SAWYER '52

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YOUNG AND FOOLISH The clpck at the town hall was striking twelve midnight. Marcia was up out of her pajamas and into her beige suit. She must hurry it was a long way from the Breckinridge home to the harbor. Dick had been on the battlefield about five months now but he was getting an honorable discharge, due to a leg wound he received while he was in action. She had received a letter telling her to be at the harbor at twelve that night, when his ship would arrive and they would elope and go any where she desired and get married. This had sounded very romantic and easy. She was all through dressing now and was going downstairsg tip-toe- ing through the kitchen and then into the garage, where her smart maroon coupe, received on her birthday, was parked. It was a good thing her folks were sound sleepers, they never heard a thing once they were asleep. She always had a guilty feeling when keeping a secret rendezvous with Dick as she adored her parents and they gave her everything a girl at the foolish age of 17 could crave for. In other words, her slightest wish was their command. Of course, Marcia appreciated all this but she still loved Dick Malone. Her parents disap- proved of Dick because he was the son of the biggest gambler in New York City. He was even suspected of having been connected with some of the robberies that had been committed in the city. Marcia said that Dick was not going to be like his father and let things go at that. One day when Marcia spoke to her mother in an in- direct way about marrying Dick Malone, her mother became very up- set and was confined to bed for weeks. Parents were all that way, Marcia thought, they all want to hold on to their children all their lives. They would think differently after she and Dick had a nice home and were happy. After all that was all her folks wanted wasn't it-her happiness? Upon arriving at the harbor she could see neither light nor ship. She got out of the car and ran to the dock, where she could hear people talking excitedly as if something might have happened. The cool September breeze brushed her long, blonde hair softly against her pink cheeks. She was a very beautiful girl especially when she was excited. When she reached the dock she asked a peculiar looking old fellow who wasn't engaged in any conversation why the ship was not in the harbor. His answer was brief but polite, well ma'am it seems there was a storm out there on the ocean and the boat was delayed a bit but its due any minute now. A startled sensation ran over every inch of her body. For a few seconds she had been frightened at the thought that his ship might have been wrecked and that he had been killed. After fifteen minutes of im- patient waiting she felt tiny specks of rain continually coming down on her face. She decided to go and wait for Dick in the car. One full hour had elapsed before she heard the lonely whistle and could see the lights faint- ly through the rain spattered wind- shield and the thick fog. When the ship finally anchored, Marcia ran to the dock. She couldn't mistake the tall, muscular form with anyone else in the crowd. After a long embrace they went to the car. He told her how much he missed her but that he thought it would be wiser to wait a short time before they eloped, so that he would have time to earn extra spending money for their honeymoon. Marcia covered her dis- appointment by agreeing to his plan. When this conversation had come to an end, they had reached Dick's place. After a brief goodnight Marcia continued homeg parked the car in the garage and tip-toed to bed. The next day when Marcia re- turned from her 'daily errand, she said, Mom, I saw Dick at the drug store a few minutes ago and he asked me to go to the movies with him and I said yesg because it's his first night

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