Barre High School - Barretone Yearbook (Barre, MA)

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The follov ing Friday evening Miss Colt placed the Ronantic Rangers just inside the front veranda and v aitod for the high school party to arrive. She v oro a superb Spanish dross and black patent-leather slippers; her shoulders and head wore covered with a Spanish mantilla, and in her hand she carried a huge Spanish fan v;lth jewels flashing merrily with the ex- quisite music and laughing voices. A shiny black horse, heading a group of noisy young people, threaded its v;ay down the trail v hich led to the rancheo and stopped at the side of the wooden corral. Through a hole in the Madeira vine Miss Colt saw a tall, handsomo man dismounting. Huge musclos rippled powerfully beneath his doarskin Indian garb, and his broad shoulders depicted physlca: perfection. After an incredibly long time Apollo advanced with rattling spurs, followed by the other exultant students. In the few moments from the stranger ' s first appearance until his arrival at the corral, every detail of his perfoctioi was imprinted upon Miss Colt ' s mind, the historical pre- ciseness of his costume, the fine breeding of his horse, and his outstanding physical characteristics. Never would she forget that fine physique. When the noisy crowd v ore at last unhorsed and dancing happily. Miss Colt was faced by her hero. ’’May I have the pleasure?” he asked. She accepted almost unknowingly. Wio could this charming person be? Hour followed hour, and Miss Colt, intoxicated by the romantic mystery of her unknown partner, drifted dreamily in his arms to the sv eot strains of Spanish melodies. She was blissfully unaware of the amused glances of the students as they follov ed her about the smoothly polished floor. Suddonly the music ceased, and the century-old bronze dinner gong in the illur,iinod courtyard .chimed out the strokes of midnight. It was time to unmask. She v;ould see her . mystery-man ' s entire face. V ho v as he? Would she knov him? There fell a strange chilling hush, broken by the stranger ' s polite question, ’’And may I--may I remove your mask?” Miss Colt blushed as with clumsy fingers he carefully v orked around the intricacies of her mantilla and coiffure. Finally with embarrassing surprise, the stranger surveyed the young lady. His very own teacher] Quickly her hands flew to his mask, removing it swiftly and surely. But with equal celerity her hands fell. She closed her oyes to hide the hurt surprise gleaming there, but soon woman ' s curiosity forced her to look once again. At first she heard only the low hum of faintness in her ears; then the sound broadened into music and human voices Slowly she realized that first impressions are usually correct. Her mystery-man was really Hiemio Goldberg, Civics I. Janice Ackerman ' 39 '

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jVlODiKN TIU£S The Taming of the Shrew Pygmalion and Galatea Midsummer Night Dream Salome Hamlet Anthony and Cleopatra Odysseus The Pied-Piper of Hamelin Merchant of Venice Henry VIII Comedy of Errors Admiral Crichton Twice Told Talcs The Lady of the Lake Ancient Mariner Macbeth Carmen King Lear Hiawatha Romeo and Juliet Robinson Caruso Merry Wives of Windsor B. P ' ranklln s Autobiography Scarlet Letter Soldiers Three Courtship of Miles Standish Richard the Third Robin Hood Androcles and the Lion A Lady Surrenders A Studio Affair The Strained Interlude Strip Teaze Sally Her Madman Lover Rendezvous on the Nile The Adventures of a Non- commercial Traveler The Go-get- ' em Gobble Pipe Desire of the Flesh Any b o dy ' s Hu s b and Double or Nothing The Lady and the Butler Scandalous Sketches The Lass Vvho Lived in the Lock The Sea Serpent ' s Lair Dangerous Wives Love ' em and Leave ' em Disobedient Daughters The Love Life of a Redskin Forbidden Sweeties Live Alone and Like It Unshackled Women Benjy Tells All Paternity Puzzle Dad Men of the Barracks She Double Dared Him Women and Horses The Green Wood Gangster Strange Bedfcllovirs Sue Pauli ' 39 ' AN EVENING ' S WALK Have you ever taken a walk on the night when doorbells are rung, fence gates are moved, and windows soaped? I re- member one Hallowe ' en night several years ago, A white moon sent its pale light filtering through trees that had been stripped of their gay autumn foliage, and the air was brisk and tingling--a night that makes one feel as if he could walk forever. I had been walking for some time v;hen I came upon a group of boys laughing and talking in mysterious voices. They v erc planning to scare an old maid who had refused to give them some apples from her orchard a few days before. I rounded a curve, and a stretch of black v;inding road faced me. Its only inhabitants v;crc stately elms and oaks whose gnarled branches traced v eird patterns on the dark pavements. I kept on, but my heart beat a little faster and the sound of the v ind whistling through the trees forced me to stop and look around several times. Suddenly, everything became dark and a mystery story I had road a week before ran through my mind. My feet quickly started toward home. Looking up into the blue- gray sky, I saw v hat had caused the darkness. A fluffy cloud resembling whipped cream on straw- berry shortcake, was floating peacefully across the moon. I forgot walks, Hallov;c ' cn, and everything that wont ¥v ' lth it, when, a few minutes later I entered the familiar kitchen at homo v;hcro everything was peaceful and quiet.