Deer Isle High School - Gatherer Yearbook (Deer Isle, ME)

Text from Pages 1 - 84 of the 1948 volume:

. ii 1 I v E 5 u eu H I fd 4 5 .1 sl nz 4 a i Zi Yznihlilan'.1tI,1.Blrwnx.lL'u9F11k.iaK.:'C.?'-- 'vx.i1 . -1 ' Ti- f 9h.ll: 1 I. ' V ' '3vLvu-.sL.:TRl11fC?..1an3iU!7n41'v.L..'- 1-1:5119-:r1f':i'.11'h,-' If The Class of 1948 of McKinley High School Deer Isle, Maine Presents The Thirtieth Edition of THE GATHERER fDeer Isle Photo Studiol Deer Isle F iremen 's Association The Deer Isle Fi1'emen's Associa- tion, founded in 1936, has at present a membership of one hundred, with an age group ranging from seventeen to seventy. Although the main pur- pose of the organization is to render hre fighting service, its interests sometimes extend to the civic, as well. Sufficient evidence of this is the successful efforts put forth last year to secure and develop an athle- tic field for the use of the school and the town. Land for the field was donated to the town by Mr. Fred Powers, and a small adjoining field house was given by Mrs. Grace Powers, Captain Albert Powers, and Carl Powers. The Firemen's As- sociation then sponsored a campaign to raise funds for development of the field. Approximately 31100 has been raised by the group. The fund was supplemented by an appropria- tion of S100 at town meeting in 1947, when it was formally voted by the town to accept the field. At the town meeting of 1948 an ad- ditional appropriation of S500 was made. This insures the town of hav- ing one of the finest athletic fields in this section. ' To Lawrence Pickering, president of the Firemen since 1936, goes much of the credit for initiating the cam- paign and for its success. Serving with him on the Athletic Field Com- mittee are E. Walker Pickering, Nor- man Haskell, and Maynard Scott. Raising money is no new under- taking for the firemen. Instrumental in the founding of their organiza- tion were the late Frank Foulk and William Robbins. Norman Powers was elected the first president by the twenty-six charter members. Within a year S900 had been donated and S500 earned for the use of the organization in purchasing equip- ment. The little red schoolhouse at North Deer Isle was given by the town for a fire house. It was moved to its present site under the super- vision of Captain Sylvanus G. Has- kell. Land for its location was given by Captain George Beck. The flag pole, known as the old liberty pole, which is on the lawn near the build- ing once stood in the square Where the traffic dummy now stands. This pole was donated to the town by the family of the late Captain Herbert Sf-offord. The first Ere truck was a trailer, which was attached to any car avail- able. The firemen then purchased a Chevrolet car which had been con- verted to a truck. They now have a one and a half ton Chevrolet fire engine with a front end pump which pumps 600 gallons per minute, and a 250 gallon water supply booster tank. In addition, they have eighteen In- dian pumps. The firemen are called out approximately thirty-five times a year. The firemen keep two sets of books. One is headed Deer Isle Fire De- partment and is strictly for busi- ness entries. The other, headed Deer Isle Firemen's Association, records dues paid and money spent for such things as scallops for those famous scallop stews which the fire- men often serve at their Wednesday night meetings. The money for pay- ing for refreshments is collected each night from members present, with any deficiency made up from dues. No part of the town's appropriation goes for refreshments or entertain- ment, , M- N., iw-..,...e i---. n ,,.. .Q we--H l M I - . In appreciation of the interest shown in our activities and the sup- port given our athletic program by its members we dedicate this issue of The Gatherer to The Deer Isle Firemen's Association. Deer Isle Firemen s Association Officers 1948 Lawrence Pickering, President Leon Weed, Vice-President Frank Milan, Secretary-Treasurer Fire Chiefs George J. Haskell George Lane Beck E. Walker Pickering Finance Committee Athletic Field Committee Norman Haskell Lawrence Pickering Maynard Scott E Walker Pickering Ray T. Lowe O. Bert Weed Malcolm Carman Norman Haskell Maynard Scott Social H our Committee Capt. Avery Marshall Courtney Bray fDeer Isle Photo Sludioj FACULTY McKinley High School Principal MURDOCK S. MATHESON, B. S. Mathematics, Science University of Maine MARGARET D. EATON, B. A. French, History, Mathematics University of Maine 1947-1948 FRIEDA H. NIATHESON, B. A., M. A. English, Latin University of Maine GEORGE ADAMIAN, B. S. Junior High School Clark University MARION JAQUES, B. M. Music New England Conservatory of M1 RALPH S. SMITH, B. A., Ed. lv University of Maine Bowdoin College Superintendent of Schools f-Yfasvi. 'A r xx 0 Aw... L s 4' , iii' ' f iii , Cv Q4 R 4 N , Q 'L 45 +. ' N. S Q K -.1 it sf M, N-. 'S Senior Class History On September 8, 1944, we entered McKinley High School as freshmen. Our class had 19 members. Our teachers were Mr. Arthur Cole, Miss Ethel Rand, and Mrs. Maude Stin- son. As soon as we were settled, the sophomores gave a reception in our honor. This event gave us much pleasure and enabled us to get better acquainted with our schoolmates. Later in the year we gave a card party which produced a little money for our treasury. We started our sophomore year by giving the freshman class a fine re- ception. Our numbers were de- creased to nine members this year. Those who left our class were An- drew Gove, Jennie Violette, Theodore Stinson, Barbara Stinson, Brooksie Thompson, Elmer Dow, Jr., Russell Bray, Maurice Hardy, Helen Smith, and Henry Bray. In the spring we participated in a sophomore recital. First prize went 'to Elizabeth Hill, second prize to Charlotte Hutchinson, third prize to Mary Alice Barbour, and honorable mention to Richard Knowlton. We later took a trip to Bar Harbor, Where Elizabeth Hill and Richard Knowlton spoke in the Hancock County Speaking Contest. ' At the Quadrangular Speaking Contest held in Deer Isle, William Goodrich of Stonington was awarded first prize, Madeline Means of Brooklin, second prizeg and Charlotte Hutchinson of Deer Isle, third. At the beginning of our third year we welcomed three new teachers. The Six Principal, Mr. Murdock Matheson, taught science and mathematics and coached our athletics. Mrs. Frieda Matheson taught government, Eng- lish, and Latin, and Miss Maude Thayer taught French, English, and dramatics. Richard Knowlton left us this year to attend school in Fairfield. In December Miss Marion Jaques joined our faculty as instructor of music. She organized a chorus and an orchestra. Basketball for both boys and girls was introduced this year. We en- joyed trips to most of the surround- ing towns. On March 3, under Miss Thayer's supervision, we presented our first play, Who Killed Aunt Caroline? At the beginning of our senior year we found our school had be- come a six year high school. Miss Thayer did not return, and her place was taken by Mrs. Margaret Eaton, who taught arithmetic, Americanhis- tory, and French, and coached dra- matics. Mr. George Adamian taught seventh and eighth grade subjects, civics, and coached boys' athletics. Richard Knowlton again joined our class. We started work early on The Gathererf' On Armistice Day we presented the play Free Advice. In March three honor parts were awarded to Elizabeth Hill, Mary Alice Barbour, and Priscilla Capen. We are now laying plans for Com- mencement week and for our class trip, which we hope to take after graduation. SE IORS Front row: C. Hutchinson, A. Eaton, P. Capen, M. Barbour, F. McVeigh, E. Futon. Rack row: Mrs. Matheson, D. llavis, E. Hill, R. Knowlton. CLASS OF 1948 I'r1fsz'rlvlnf .,., r ..,, , ..Mary Barbour Vimf Prvsfrlvnf , r. ...Frank McVeigh Srfcrm'rw'y . ........, . -Priscilla Capen Treasurer l ,l ,,....., ,Albert Eaton Class Afl2'ism'., ,,,,,,.. Mrs. Matheson Class Motfo: We Build the Ladder by Which We Climb Class colors: Green and White Class flower: Lupine Soren Eight MARY ALICE BARBOUR llMaryll Born at Blue Hill, Dec. 19, 1930. Course, Collegeg Softball 15 Class Secretary 15 Student Council 15 Trea- surer 25 Sophomore Recital, third prize, 25 Junior Play 35 Chorus 3, 45 Library Club 3, 45 Basketball 3, 45 Gatherer Staff 3, 45 Class President 45 Senior Play 45 Salutatorian 4. Mary Alice might qualify as our most versatile. She is equally adept at juggling a basketball, singing in the church choir -and the glee club, and keeping the home fires burning. As class president, she has presided over our meetings with dignity and firmness5 as head librarian she has kept the library running smoothly. Farmington Teachers' College will surely agree with us that Mary Alice is some nice!! PRISCILLA ANNA CAPEN Hpussfi Born at Portland, July 26, 1930, Course, Collegeg Class Vice President 15 Student Council 15 Student Coun- cil Secretary 25 Class President 2, 35 Sophomore Recital 25 Junior Play 35 Gatherer Staff 2, 3, 45 Library Club 3, 45 Glee Club 3, 45 Class Secretary 45 Senior Play 45 Historian 4. ' Puss is a lively brunette, with personality plus. She is so meticulous she has found herself, at one time or another, burdened with the secretaryship of practically every organization. Although it's a woman's privilege to change her mind we've noticed that, at least in one respect, Puss seems to have her mind settled. We're not absolutely certain of her plans for the future but we are pretty sure that Milt will have a part in them. DONALD GREENLAW DAVIS HDuckIY Born at Stonington, Sept. 19, 19295 Course, Generalg Sophomore Recital 25 Junior Play 35 Senior Play 45 Gatherer Staff 4. One red streak down the street must be our famous traveling cyclist on his Whizzer . Duck sure knows his engines! He knows a car from bumper to bumper, and as a practical scientist he excels. But wait just a minute! Did we hear a shout? Donald missed the nail and hit his finger? Oh, well, even the most expert scientist will make a mistake once in a while. He enjoys anything that risks life and limb. We're sure he could take part in the Ice Follies -he has acquired the great art of jump- ing ice cakes. ALBERT DOWE EATON liDowe!! Born at Sunset, Feb. 5, 1931, Course, General, Base- ball 1, 2, 3, 4, Sophomore Recital 2, Class Treasurer 3, 4, Senior Play 3, 4, Basketball Manager 4, Glee Club 4, Gatherer Staff 4. Hi, there! Yes, that's Dowe. He always has a cheery greeting and a gay smile for us. Dowe has been outstanding in our school plays, -he has shown a keen interest in baseball and has proved his efficiency as a basketball manager. Dowe tells us he plans to be a plumber. Judging by his capable work in the practical science class, we have no doubt that he will be successful. ELEANOR MRYTLE EATON Ellie Born at Little Deer Isle, Feb. 18, 1930, Course, General, Softball 1, 3, Sophomore Recital 2, Junior Play 3, Glee Club 3, 4, Senior Play 4, Gatherer Staff 4. Whenever we need sympathy or feel the need of a real friend we turn to Ellie. She always has a ready smile and an encouraging word for everyone. Hard work must appeal to Ellie, for at all times she has willingly pitched into the most trying tasks. Conscientious, industrious, friendly, and with a per- sonality such as yours, Ellie, you will certainly achieve success. ELIZABETH BANCROFT HILL KI-Lib!! Born at Newton, Mass., July 2, 1930, Course, College, Class President 1, Treasurer, Student Council 1, Sopho- more Recital, First Prize 2, Hancock County Speaking Contest 2, Quadrangular Speaking Contest 2, Softball 1, 2, 3, 4, Junior Play 3, Basketball 3, 4, Library Club 3, 4, Glee Club 3, 4, Gatherer Staff 4, Valedictorian 4. Strike three-you're out! Our softball team be- came accustomed to hearing these words, with Libby as our star pitcher. In addition to softball, Lib has many other interests. Among them are basketball, the glee club, dramatics, and the library club. She has willingly under- taken the burdens of the class, and at all times has shown line leadership. Lib seems to like social work and has mentioned making it her life work. Good luck at Sim- mons! Nine Ten CHARLOTTE EVELYN HUTCHINSON 'iCIm'rkey Born at Stonington, Jan. 14, 1931. Course, General: Class Treasurer 1, Softball 1, 2, 3, 4, Sophomore Recital 2, Second Prize, Quadrangular Speaking Contest 2, Third Prize, Junior Play 3, Basketball 3, Basketball Manager 4, Glee Club 3, 4, Gatherer Staff 3, 4, Senior Play 4. If Charley's ability to do bookkeeping and to manage the girls' softball team has anything to do with proving her eiiiciency we know she'll be a success as a beautician. We always find her ready to lend a helping hand. What would our class plays have been without her acting abil- ity? The Class of '48 wishes you the best of luck in every- thing you do! RICHARD WARREN KNOWLTON 11R,icI,L7y Born at Stonington, Jan. 14, 1931. Course General, Baseball 1, 2, 4, Class Secretary 2, Sophomore Recital 2, Honorable Mention, Hancock County Speaking Contest 2, Senior Play 4, Basketball 4, Gatherer Staif 4. Rich is the comedian of our class. With him around it's never dull, a corny joke or a good hot argument can be counted on. In both basketball and baseball he has shown the qualities of an athlete, and he gave a fine per- formance in our senior play. Not a stone was left un- turned in his campaign as business manager for the Gatherer. We have heard he plans to be a teacher. Good luck, Rich. FRANK OSCAR McVEIGH IKMGCYY Born at Norwalk, Conn., Sept. 26, 1929. Course, Gen- eral, Sophomore Recital 2, Junior Play 3, Junior Mar- shall 3, Class Vice President 3, 4, Senior Play 3, 4, Base- ball 3, 4, Basketball 3, 4, Gatherer Staff 3, 4, Art Editor 4, Athletic Association 4, Glee Club 4. Frank qualifies as one of the most popular boys in school. Whether for good looks, making a foul shot, boom- ing forth with low do in the chorus, or drawing cartoons in study period, he comes out on top. He does equally well as a pinball artist or great deer hunter. Whatever your plans for the future, Mac, the Class of '48 wishes you the best of luck. Elf' von J uniors First row: R. NVaterman, F. Pickering, C. Dunham, C. Howard, L. Milan, ll. Poitras. Second row: Mrs. Eaton, W. Macllonald, B. Pickering, C. Billings, S. Eaton, G. Bar- bour. C. Betts. Thirfl row: W. Spofford, C. Barbour, G. Haskell. President. P Vice Pl'6S1'!10'V1f . Sccreifiry Trr'as'111'0r . Class A!I?'l'Rl'l' . CLASS OF 1949 Class colors: Green and White Class Flower: White Lilac Lindsey Milan Christine Dunham is Clara Howard Frank Pickering Mr. Matheson Sophomores Front row: R. Thompson, C. Poitras, I.. Small, T. Waterman, B. Haskell, G. Barbour. Back row: Mr. Adamian, A. Pickering, ll. Gray, Il. Snowman, J. Howard, N. Haskell, IC. Spofford. Presriflent ..... . Secrefrzry View Prffsidcffnf 'I'rrcas11rrfr .. . ,, Class Adriscr CLASS OF 1950 Class colors: Red and Yellow Class Flower: Red Carnation Bruce Haskell Charles Poitaas Lucy Small Teresa Waterman Mr. Adamian 'l'h1'rrf'm1. Freshmen F1-ont row: M. llavis, N. Greenlaw, J. Haskell, L. Poitras, B. Eaton, B. Powers. Back row: Mr. Adamian, E. Eaton, P. Thompson, H. Davis, E. Dunham, W, Weed, M. Robbins. CLASS OF 1951 President oo.o Judith Haskell Secrvfarizf .,,, Lorraine Poitras Ttreasureo' ......o. L ...,,, Beverly Eaton Class Ad'l'iS6'1' ,,,,.. ,L , Mr. Adamian Class colors: Yellow and White Class flower: Yellow Carnation Fnufrt ren Grade VIII Front row: H. Spoifoiwl, H. Billings, B. Joyce, G. Waterman, M. Barbour, N. Eaton. lim-lc row: MV. lvlutlu-soil. .l. liuton, li. I'ai'kci', W. Haskell, W. Eaton, .l. Hutchinson. I-,l'CSl'U1l'IlI Vice Pn's1'rIz'2z,' Secrdary ,, T1'vasz11'm' Class Ad1.'1'.w1r CLASS OF 1952 , Hubert Billings Lindon Eaton Gillian Waterman .Bernadette Joycv , I Mr. Matheson lfflf Grade VI I Six ln' n. Front row: G. Haskell, V. Billings, N. Greenlaw, L. Juclkins, P. Hall, C. NVeed. lizwk row: MV. lvlatlic-son, R. Conary, F. Haskvll, P. Hardy, C. Haskell, B. Perez. Prvsiflwnf ..,. , View Pl'I'SllIf'7l,f St'!'l'l'fflI'?j i T1'cf1survr Class Aflvism' CLASS OF 1953 ...Virginia Billings Norwood Greenlaw , iii, ........ L arry Judkins .,,........Philip Hall Mr. Matheson Seventeen Seatefl: F. McVeigh, R. Knowlton, E. Hill, P. Capen, M. Barbour. Standing: C. Howard, C. Hutchinson, IJ. llavis, A. Eaton, Mrs. Matheson, E. Eaton, C. Barbour. The Gatherer The Catherer staff was elected in the spring of '47 in order to be ready for work in the fall, Those elected were: PJIIITOI'-1-71-ChfI'f, Elizabeth Hill Iizisinffss Manager . .... ...,.. . .Richard Knowlton Literary Editor C . ...Priscilla Capen Sporfs Edifor . .Albert Eaton Acfirifivs . ..Mary Alice Barbour Class Editor.. . Charlotte Hutchinson Aliunmi Edrifor. ...,,,,. Eleanor Eaton Art and Photography .. ...,,......... ...,... Frank McVeigh Jimior A ssistfmf Editor , ,,,,, ,,.,,, .,,,,,,,..... ..... C l ara Howard Jimior Assisfants in Photography ..... Chandler Barbour Wilfred Conary During the year, the sale of The Messenger , which had published the yearbook from its birth, necessitated Uigllleen. securing the services of an out of town publisher. The contract was awarded to Furbush-Roberts of Ban- gor. Early in the year, an intensive, house-to-house subscription cam- paign was organized in order to in- sure funds for the increased cost of publication. As a result of this cam- paign 3O0 copies of the yearbook will be in circulation this year as com- pared to the usual 200. We wish to thank all persons who responded so generously to these efforts to con- tinue the publication of The Gathererf' We should like to thank, also, our advertisers. We appreciate the help of Mrs, Matheson in planning and preparing the material for the book. Mr. Ma- theson has served as business ad- viser. The Chorus The McKinley High School chorus was reorganized in January of this year when Miss Marion Jaques again joined us to direct the music. Forty-two students sing in the chorus, of which number half are sopranos. There are eight altos, six tonors, and eight basses. Two peri- ods on Mondays and Thursdays are spent in choral singing. There is much improvement over last year's work as we are gradually becoming better-trained singers. Our nrst performance was be- tween the acts of the Town Meeting Play. On this occasion we sang Santa Lucia , John Peel , and Moonlight and Starlight . We are now practicing songs for graduation. The Deer Isle and Stonington choruses are now planning a social with group singing and a dance afterward. Although we have no orchestra this year, Miss Jaques has started a band composed of Stonington and Deer Isle students. Wilfred Conary plays the saxophone, Frank Picker- ing and Richard Knowlton, trumpets, and Dolores .Poitras plays the clari- net. Fourth row: B. Thompson, G. Waterman, P. Capen, J. Eaton, B. Eaton, R. Joyce, J. Howard, C. Dunham. R. Knowlton, A. Eaton C. Barbour. Third row: N. Greenlaw, G. Barbour. B. Powers. M. Davis, J. Haskell, M. Barbour, E. Hill, E. Eaton, L. Small, G. Haskell, W. Eaton, W. MacDonald, L. Milan. F. McVeigh. Second row: B. Perez, C. Hutchinson, W. Spofford, S. Eaton, T. Waterman, F. Haskell, N. Eaton, G. Hutchinson, B. Pickering, F. Pickering. First iow: L. Judkins, N. Greenlaw, C. Howard. I.. Poitras, V. Billings, ll. Poitras. fw :www 1'--ww' . ...rl--,wmv The Library Club The Library Club elected odticers last fall as follows: Mary Alice Bar- bour, presidentg Clara Howard, vice- presidentg Priscilla Capen, secre- taryg and Gloria Barbour, treasurer. Joan Howard has been chairman of book sales. Mrs. Matheson acts as faculty adviser. At the first meeting Cornelia Bill- ings and Brooksie Thompson were invited to join the club. Bernadette Joyce and Gillian Waterman became members later in the year. Arrangement of the books by the Dewey Decimal system has proved very convenient for both students and librarians. A card catalogue made by the librarians has also prov- ed helpful. A regulation card catalo- gue file has been purchased, in which title and author cards are ar- ranged alphabetically. It is thus pos- sible to tell early what books are in the library. We now have 736 books. Since September we have acquired 196 new and used books. Thirty-nine were selected from those sold at the fair held by the Athletic Association. Over a hundred used books were a gift from the Bangor Public Library. Other books were gifts or were pur- chased from the Book-of-the-Month- Club. About 25 books are now on order. We have also rented books from the state library. A new double bookcase which ac- commodates 400 books was con- structed by the practical scientists. It occupies the place the piano once held at the back of the main room. The circulation of books at one time averages about 45, but is some- times as high as 70. Book reports, from four to six a year, stimulate the active interest taken in reading. One librarian is on duty every per- iod to charge books. Librarians also catalogue books, keep the shelves in order, assist pupils in selecting books, check on overdue books and sponsor sales of books not suitable for the school library. Seated: Mrs. Matheson, E. Hill, M. Barbour, P. Capen, C. Howard. Standing: B. Joyce, B. Eaton, G. Barbour, J. Haskell, C. Billings, G. NVaterman, B. Thompson, N. Greenlaw. Practical Science Practical science is a new course which was introduced this year. The purpose of the course is to provide actual work experience in as many occupations as possible for boys whose interests are along vocational lines. Projects carried out have giv- en the boys some training in carpen- try, masonry, plumbing, and electri- cal work. Boys enrolled have been Donald Davis, Frank McVeigh, Dowe Eaton, Richard Knowlton, Charles Betts, and Wilbur MacDonald. In the fall, the class ripped out the old laboratory desk and assem- bled a new one which had been given to the school. Under the supervision of Mr. Norman Powers, they then laid pipe from the school building to the Chapel and installed running water in the lunch room. With the help of Mr. Frank Milan, they assist- ed in laying the cement foundation for the furnace in the Chapel. At the start of the basketball season, they put together and wired a large score board. For the library, they built a new book case which accommodates about 400 volumes. Later, space in the downstairs hall was utilized for the building of a badly needed stor- age closet large enough for storing school supplies and athletic equip- ment. Somewhat ambitious plans are now taking shape for constructing a work shop on the school grounds, using the timber from abandoned buildingsswhich people in the town are willing to give. Thus, the boys are not only deriv- ing benefit from the course, but they are also helping to meet many needs of the school which would not other- wise be met. Dancing Class Dancing classes, the first ever held by the school, were organized in March under the direction of Jose- phine Shanley, of Bangor. Thirty- two students were enrolled, 17 boys, and 15 girls. Waltz, foxtrot, jitterbug, conga, and contra dances were taught. -.T....,... Freshman Initiation This year the sophomores held the annual freshman initiation at the Morey farm. The whole school was invited. The freshmen came attired in costumes required for the occa- sion. Among the many things that amused us were the sack race be- tween Beverly Eaton and Wilfred Weed and excerpts from Judith Haskell's Diary. Harry Davis sur- prised us by proposing to Judith Haskellg Erland Dunham, displayed his ability by giving Lorraine Poit- ras a super-duper hair-do. Norma Greenlaw and Willie Weed demon- strated Con each otherl the fine art of applying cosmetics, Philip Thomp- son and Maurice Robbins, while blindfolded, attempted to break bal- loons tied to each other's backs. After the initiation, corn and hot- dogs were roasted on the shore. A softball game concluded the after- noon. Basketball Banquet On March 31, 1948, the mothers of the members of the basketball squads gave the first annual basketball ban- quet. Mrs. Christine Pickering and Mrs. Katherine Milan were co-chair- men. The fathers, the faculty, and the school board were invited. Mr. Matheson was toastmaster. Among those speaking were the cap- tains of the teams, Mr. Matheson, and Mr. Adamian, Supt. Smith, and members of the School Board. The recipients of the basketball letters, numerals, and gold basket- balls were announced. Gifts were presented to the coaches, Mr. Mathe- son and Mr. Adamian, and the bus driver for all our trips, Mr. Dunham. After the dinner movies of the World Series games were shown. Twenty-one Mr, Matheson, Clara Howard, Frank McVeigh, Lucy Small, Lindsey Milan A thletic Association The Athletic Association was re- organized in the fall with the follow- ing oflicersz Frank McVeigh, presi- dentg Lindsey Milan, vice president: Lucy Small, secretary g and Clara Howard, treasurer. The great event of the year was the fair in October, sponsored by the Athletic Association to secure money for athletic equipment. Each class built and decorated its own booth. The senior class sold apple cider and doughnuts, taking in 353.85. The juniors had a white elephant table and raffled a beautifully decorated cake made by Mrs. Christine Picker- ing, making the proceeds from their booth 383.60 The sophomores' pas- try booth took in 357.60 The fresh- men sold 320.75 worth of vegetables, Tzvenfy-tzro and the eighth grade sold 311.85 worth of canned goods. A dance was held after the fair. The grand total from the whole fair was 3275.71. Ex- penses Were 343.633, leaving a profit of 323508. From home basketball games 3479 was taken in. Expenditures up to the time The Gatherer goes to press have been as follows: 2 doz. baseballs and bats ..... ..,...... 3 79.98 12 baseball suits .,,........ 1 ..216.00 Badminton set ...... .... 25.00 Basketballs ...... ,.... . 21.00 Referees ............. 165.00 White shirts girls ..,. .,.. . 31.00 Bridge tolls ........,. . .-.-77.00 Gov. taxes .,..,,....... 79.00 Fold basketballs . 16.50 Score board ......,,..,.., 1.15.00 Commencement - 1947 Baccalaureate Address May 25, 1947, Dr. Milton McGor- rill delivered the Baccalaureate Ad- dress to the graduating class. Mrs. Berenice Scott was the organist. The school was marshalled by the junior class marshal, Frank McVeigh. Class Day Exercises May 27, 1947, Class Day exercises were held in the high school. The program was as follows: Address of Welcome .,............,l.,............,.........,. Haskell Class History .....r.....,,,.... Beverly Dunham Class .Prophecy ............ Rosamond Eaton Presentation Of Gifts .........,..... Marjorie C.,,,.,,.,,,.......,..,.......,....Haskell, Myron Hardy Class Will ..,.....rr....,,..r...,............. Robert Betts Address to Undergraduates ,,........,...,,........ Norma Billings Class Poem ....,.....,.,.,.....,...,.. Goldie Spofford School Song .,,..,......... ,..l.....,...,..,.......t..,,......., A Il The Graduating Exercises The graduating class of McKinley High School held their graduation exercises at the Church-on-the-Hill, Deer Isle, on May 28, 1947. Frank McVeigh, junior marshal, marshall- ed in the graduating class and the school. Mrs. Berenice Scott was the organist. Problems in American Life was the theme of the essaysg the speakers were the three honor pupils. The program follows: Processional Community March ...,,,,.... ,...,....,....,.........,.,, , , Junior Marshal, Frank McVeigh Invocation .....,.....,... Rev. E. L. Manning Co-Worker with the Doctor .........,...... . Marjorie Hill, Salutatorian Send Out Thy Light .......,.,.........................,, . Gounod Chorus ll The Fictitious Road to Success ......... Gilbert Taylor, Honor Essayist Free Time and the First Offendern... Robert Haskell, Valedictorian Softly Now the Light of Day ...,.,... .. C. M. 'von Weber Ki Chorus Conferring of Diplomas ..,.....,..................., . Supt. Ralph Smith Bene-diction ..,............ Rev. E. L. Manning Recessional Community March ....... ............... K ern Twenty-three ,i, unsucmeauscurttixfa JSI: sf l sw is s N ss ' fel r is 5, S . 7 N tv., 'tis ,gf V ..+ .1 ' ' JUNIOR PLAY Left to right: C. Betts, B. Pickering, W. MacDonald, C. Billings, F. Pickering, C. Dunham, C. Barbour, D. Poitras, S. Eaton, G. Barbour, C. Howard, G. Haskell, L. Milan, Mrs. Eaton, W. Spofford. Senior Class Play The senior class play Free Ad- vice was presented at the Town Hall' on November 10, 1947. In this pro- duction Priscilla Capen and Dowe Eaton were outstanding as the teen- age daughter and son who tried to straighten out the affairs of the Adams family. Richard Knowlton, also, was very convincing as the father of the family, Elizabeth Hill, as the combination spinster-aunt and career woman, was decidedly realis- tic. Christine Dunham, as Sissy the colored maid, offered considerable amusement for the audience. Mrs. Tll'l' II ty-fozl r Eaton very ably coached this play. The cast follows: Frank Adams ............ Richard Knowlton Rath Adams ...,... Charlotte Hutchinson Nadine .,...................... Mary Alice Barbour Patsy .............................,......... Priscilla Capen Sandy ................................................ Dowe Eaton Alberta Adams ...........,...,.. Elizabeth Hill Sissy Davis c ......... Christine Dunham Elizabeth Hudson ......... Eleanor Eaton Dale Starke ..................... Frank McVeigh Professor Hancock ............ Donald Davis Stage Manager ............ Frank Pickering Property Manager ...... Wilfred Conary Christmas Plays On December 19, 1947, two one act plays were presented by selected lower classmen for the Christmas program. Selling Christmas This play was directed by Eliza- beth Hill under the supervision O1 Mrs. Matheson. The cast was as fol- lows : Alice Robinson Nan Maxwell . Muriel Wilson . .,....,.. Norma G1'0ETl12tW ,.it,......,..,...Judith Haskell Howard Ida Randall .,,..,.,,i........ ,...,, C loria Barbour Don Jameson ,.,,,..,,,,.....i...,. .Wilfred Weed Nelson Shields Scott ....,,....,...........,...,...,...., , ......,,...., ,, .Bruce Haskell Bernard Spoiforq No Room at the Inn The second play was directed -by Mary Alice Barbour and was super- vised by Mrs. Eaton. The cast was Town Meeting Play Maid to Order, the Town Meet- ing play, was presented by the junior class on March 1, 1948. Frank Pickering appeared as the perturbed young husband who re- sents the prolonged visit of his wifes titled retainers. Lindsey Milan as the British Sir Cecil, complete with mon- ocle, cane, and accent, gave an out- standing portrayal. Chandler Bar- bour, as the college friend who mas- queraded as a maid in order to spy upon the English relatives, gave an amusing performance of a rather dif- ficult role. Sylvia Eaton, as Come-on Kate, proved to be sufficiently slangy and hard-boiled to 'meet the most ex- acting requirements for a gangster's role. The play was coached by Mrs. Eaton. The cast included: Jimmy Sawyer .....,.,.... Frank Pickering Elaine Sawyer ...,..... Christine Dunham Sir Cecil Tapper ..,............ Lindsey Milan Lady Constance Tapper ,..,,,,.,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,.,,,,.,.,....,...Cornelia Billings Ronald Clark ,,.......... Chandler Barbour Jack Blakeslee ..,,........ Charles Barbour Come-on-Kate ,.,...................,. Sylvia Eaton Bunny Cole ......... .....,.,..... C lara Howard Gilbert Rawlins .........,,.Wilfred Conary as follows: Malthar ....,......... .........,..., . ,Betty Powers Her mother ............,... ,Teresa Waterman Her father .........,...,........,. Hubert Billings Innkeeper .,,,,.... ..,,........, . Duane Gray Joseph .,..... Mary .,,........,.....,...........,.., .........,.Norman Haskell Gillian Waterman Three Wise Men .....,...,..... .., ,.,,.,... Jerauld Hutchinson, Erland Dun- ham, .Philip Thompson. Angel Singers ...... ......,. ..,.. S 3 'lvia Eaton, Clara Howard, Marilyn Davis, Brooksie Thompson. Bobby Rambles ......,......., Ben Pickering Mrs. Forthington Smyth Spofford Lyrica ,.,,.........,... .......,...... D olores Poltras Mrs. Jones .............,.... Geraldine Haskell Stage Manager .....,....,..,....... Charles Betts Property Manager MacDonald Twenty-five Who's Who at M. H. S. fBy popular vote! Most popular girl .,pp,p...... Elizabeth Hill Most popular boy ...,..... Frank Pickering Prettiest girl ..........., Christine Dunham Handsomest boy ......,..... Frank McVeigh Smartest ,.....l.,....,...,.....,..,...,.. Clara Howard Most studious .......l......,,.. Clara Howard Friendliest ..,,,l...,,,., ....l........ . .Lucy Small Cutest .lll,...., ....ll,...lllll, P riscilla Capen Nicest .,.,..l,.,...,.lll,....,...,,,.....l,.........., Lucy Small Best school spirit fgirll Hill Best school spirit fboyl Pickering Girl athlete ,..,, ..,.,s,l,l,...,.l....... S ylvia Eaton Boy athlete N so ..l.......slsl.,.. Frank McVeigh Best sport fgirll ,.l.l...,.,.... Elizabeth Hill Best sport Cboyj Lindsey Milan, Frank Pickering Best groomed girl ....., Gloria Barbour Best groomed boy .,,.sl Frank .Pickering Twenty-six: Most Democratic 4 , Lucy Small, Bruce Haskell, Clara Howard, Frank Pickering, Elizabeth Hill Best manners fgirlll Clara Howard Best manners fboyb u l in Frank Pickering Best sense of humor Matheson Most versatile ,. Frank Pickering Perfect Attendance FIRST FOUR ,PERIODS Donald Davis '48 Cornelia Billings '49 Christine Dunham '49 Clara Howard '49 Lucy Small '50 Elmer Spofford '50 Maurice Robbins '51 Hubert Billings '52 Jerauld Hutchinson '52 Rhea Conary '53 Honor Roll HONOR ROLL PER Special Honor Clara Howard '49 High Honor Mary Barbour '48 Priscilla Capen '48 Elizabeth Hill '48 Charlotte Hutchinson '48 Chandler Barbour '49 Cornelia. Billings '49 Frank Pickering '49 Bruce Haskell '50 Lucy Small '50 Denise Snowman '50 Teresa Waterman '50 Murray Barbour '52 Hubert Billings '52 Roger Davis '52 Jerauld Hutchinson '52 Gillian Waterman '52 Honor Gloria Barbour '50 Brooksie Thompson '50 Norma Greenlaw '51 Judith Haskell '51 Virginia Billings '53 Norwood Greenlaw '53 IOD HONOR ROLL PERIOD Special Honor Clara Howard '49 High Honor Mary Barbour '48 Elizabeth Hill '48 Charlotte Hutchinson '48 Chandler Barbour '49 Cornelia Billings '49 Frank Pickering '49 Bruce Haskell '50 Lucy Small '50 Brooksie Thompson '50 Beverly Eaton '51 Norma Greenlaw '51 Murray Barbour '52 Hubert Billings '52 Roger Davis '52 Jerauld Hutchinson '52 Gillian Waterman '52 Virginia Billings '53 Norwood Greenlaw '53 Honor .Priscilla Capen '48 Geraldine Haskell '49 Gloria Barbour '50 Denise Snowman '50 Betty Powers '51 HONOR ROLL PERI Special Honor Chandler Barbour '49 Clara Howard '49 High Honor Mary Barbour '48 Priscilla Capen '48 Elizabeth Hill '48 Cornelia Billings '49 Frank Pickering '49 Bruce Haskell '50 Lucy Small '50 Denise Snowman '50 Hubert Billings '52 Jerauld Hutchinson '52 Bernadette Joyce '52 Gillian Waterman '52 Norwood Greenlaw '53 Honor Charlotte Hutchinson '48 Christine Dunham '49 Geraldine Haskell '49 Wilma Spofford '49 Norma Greenlaw '51 Janet Eaton '52 Virginia Billings '53 HONOR ROLL PERI Special Honor Clara Howard '49 Lucy Small '50 High Honor Mary Barbour '48 Priscilla Capen '48 Elizabeth Hill '48 Charlotte Hutchinson '48 Cornelia Billings '49 Frank Pickering '49 Norma Greenlaw '51 Hubert Billings '52 Jerauld Hutchinson '52 Bernadette Joyce '52 Gillian Waterman '52 Norwood Greenlaw '53 Honor Chandler Barbour '49 Christine Dunham '4'9 Wilma Spoiford '49 Bruce Haskell '50 Denise Snowman '50 Lorraine Poitras '51 Betty Powers '51 Murray Barbour '52 Roger Davis '52 Bernard Spofford '52 Virginia Billings '53 OD OD Twenty seven F rm wg Tzven ty-viglzt . E F C1355 oFl9.5'J' .F , Q0 I Ub.hH IDLE. y U any----.--.-,. MCVEIGH H 2 L3 mwnsms is --eiiisisiu my is LATUN RF irnpmiiiint 1 was .eff-1 er-mes as FPEFKEHNE l ...mi as-ii lt:. 'E NASH RES 'lll..AN .1 BQEESFWFSES. lhlifliii i .53 M .2 iilfklt-IEMEY S Front row: C. Poitras, F. Pickering, F. McVeigh, L. Milan, B. Pickering. Back row: Mr. Adamian, R. Knowlton, VV. Weed, C. Barbour, C. Betts, B. Haskell A. Eaton. Boys' Basketball The basketball season opened with much the same group out as last year. Last year's seniors, Myron Hardy, Robert Haskell, and Robert Betts were, of course, missing. Ray- mond Poitras left school in the fall. Those who made the regular squad were as follows: Frank McVeigh and llichard Knowlton, seniors, Frank Pickering, Benjamin Pickering, Wil- fred Conary, Charles Betts, Lindsey Milan, and Charles Barbour, juniors, Charles Poitras and Bruce Haskell, sophomores, Wilfred Weed, fresh- man. The starting team was Ben- jamin .Pickering and Charles Poitras as forwardsg Frank McVeigh, cent- er: and Lindsey Milan and Frank Th irly Pickering as guards. This line up was used throughout the season. Chandler Barbour was timer and Dowe Eaton, team manager. Our first game was with the locals. Victory over them gave us a boost in spirits for further games. In the next game we were defeated at Ston- ington Z7 to 12. We enjoyed having Islesboro as over night guests. Our trip there was one of the highlights of the season. Islesboro's hospitality will long be remembered by those making the trip. Dances followed the two games with Islesboro. Our best game was the return game with Stonington played on our floor. It was an exciting and breath-taking game from the first minute of play. With only seconds left in the game, Deer Isle was trailing by one point, then, amid wild cheers from the crowd, Deer Isle scored a basket just as the buzzer sounded ending the game. We met our worst defeat at Winter Harbor, the final score being 44 to 24. We provided extra enter- tainment for Winter Harbor when they played the return game here, as firemen sought vainly, as the game progressed, to locate the source of smoke, which was evident through- out the hall. The fire was finally lo- cated after the game was over and extinguished with little damage to the hall. The team showed improvement in team work over last year. Frank Mc- Veigh accomplished great work in the Brooklin game and was recogniz- ed through the season as a good gen- eral player. Frank McVeigh scored 15 points in the Brooklin game. Charles Poitras scored 14 points in the Islesboro game and the same in the Penobscot game, becoming high scorer for the season. Milan scored 55 per cent of his foul shots. Games with Blue Hill, Winter Har- bor, Brooksville. and Sullivan were games on the side. Deer Isle tied with Brooksville for fourth place in the league. At the tournament held TRIBUTE Another hill in high! And who is surprised, with Ev Dunham doing the driving? Through sleet and snow and over icy roads, this win- ter, Ev guided the bus which con- veyed our teams to all the out-of town games. Minds of parents and players alike were always put at ease when they heard the words Mr. Dunham will drive. Never once was our confidence in him shaken. Who but Ev could have maneuvered the big bus so successfully on to the Islesboro ferry, even when the brakes in Blue Hill at the end of the season, Deer Isle was defeated by Brooks- ville in the opening game. Blue Hill won the tournament and went on to win the State championship in Class S. At the basketball banquet letters were awarded to Richard Knowlton, Frank McVeigh, Frank Pickering, Benjamin Pickering, Lindsey Milan, Charles Poitras, and Dowe Eaton, manager. Numerals were given to Bruce Haskell. Lindsey Milan was awarded the gold basketball for foul shooting. in Basketball Season's Scores 27 Stonington McKinley 12 Alumni 12 McKinley 31 Islesboro 7 McKinley 26 Brooklin 14 McKinley 37 Stonington 22 McKinley 21 Penobscot 20 McKinley 21 Blue Hill 41 McKinley 36 Brooklin 25 McKinley 36 Blue Hill 25 McKinley 20 Brooksville 22 McKinley 24 Winter Harbor 44 McKinley 24 Islesboro 22 McKinley 40 Sullivan 13 McKinley 19 Brooksville 39 McKinley 27 Sullivan 14 McKinley 27 Penobscot 40 McKinley 41 Winter Harbor 30 McKinley 28 TO EV locked half way down? And who but Ev could have so inevitably brought us up Hardy's hill in high when ice covered the length of that hill? Small wonder spontaneous cheers so often rang out. Admired as an expert driver is Ev. Popular also for his forbearance, and for his ability to remain calm and unruffled when noisy passengers vo- ciferously celebrate victories antici- pated or won. Yea, Ev! ! Thirty-one nr emu la rsmures To PLAY, 2 Ruaemsml RF Lrr1B1m'51 mas wr :minister HlLL 7. Zl 19... awww E EEATUN .mnwmnzu New sfxrfug selamzuzzers artumss an surtrvnt Fiont row: J. Haskell, N. Greenlaw, C. Howard, L. Poitras. Middlelfowlx J. Howard, C. Billings, S. Eaton, M. Barbour, E. Hill, L. Small, C. t . u cnnson. Back row: ll. Snowman, M. llavis, W. Spoflord, C. llunliam, B. Eaton, G. Barbour, Mr. Matheson, B. Perez. Girls' Basketball One year's experience and the loss gave us a good start for 1947-48. We welcomed three new girls to the squad, Wilma Spofford, Denise Snow- man, Marilyn Davis, Barbara Perez. Mr. Matheson was able to devote all of his time to the girls this year, so, with everything in our favor, we had an exceptionally good season, win- ning all but one of our league games and all of our non-league games. The first team was composed of: Elizabeth Hill, center: Mary Bar- bour and Lucy Small, forwards: Sylvia Eaton, Cornelia Billings and Joan Howard, guards. It should be said that Beverly Eaton is also on Tlll7'fjf-fZl'0 of only two players from the squad, the first team, for she plays a large part of all our games, as either a for- ward or a guard. Although in many of our games last year the score was so much against us that the sub- stitutes were put in, this year the substitutes were in a large part oi' the time because we were so far in the lead. Many of these substitutes made an excellent showing and did as well as the first team. During the first of the season the defensive work of the guards was outstanding, dur- ing the last part, the forwards show- ed great improvement, especially Lucy Small, whose teamwork and good shooting made her the outstand- ing player in some of the last -games. Of course half of the games we played were away from home, and these trips were pleasant, if cold. Our two most enjoyable games were with Islesboro. Our first game with them was Dec. 3, when they came here, arriving Saturday afternoon in their school bus. It was their first game and we sympathized with them, remembering how we felt during our first game with Penobscot a year ago. After the games we gave a dance, and they spent the night with mem- bers of our team. January 24 they were our hostesses and after the games they gave us a dance and we spent the night with them. We'll never forget the grand time we had there nor how wonderful the people are. Victories over the two outstand- ing teams in the league, Blue Hill and Brooksville, were feathers in our caps. We lost one game to Brooks- ville, Jan. 30, our only league defeat. In the complete schedule of league and non-league games we lost only one until we played Brooksville for the league title March 3, and were de- feated 18-15. At the basketball banquet, March 31, letters were awarded co-captains Sylvia Eaton and Lucy Small, Mary Barbour, Elizabeth Hill, Cornelia Billings, Christine Dunham, Joan Howard, Beverly Eaton, and man- ager Charlotte Hutchinson. Num- erals went to Clara Howard, Gloria Barbour, Wilma Spofford, Judith Haskell, Norma Greenlaw, Denise Snowman, and Lorraine Poitras. Lucy Small won the gold basket- ball for foul shooting. We should like to thank all who helped to make this season so suc- cessful-Mr. Matheson, the towns- people, and our opponents! Season's Scores in Basketball Locals At Stonington Islesboro Brooklin Brooksville Penobscot Blue Hill Stonington Brooklin Blue Hill Winter Harbor Islesboro Sullivan Brooksville Sullivan Penobscot Winter Harbor Brooksville 9 7 9 14 4 3 7 5 27 19 16 16 13 19 14 17 8 18 McKinley McKinley McKinley McKinley McKinley McKinley McKinley McKinley McKinley McKinley M.cKinley McKinley McKinley McKinley McKinley McKinley McKinley McKinley Season's Scoring Small Hill B. Eaton M. Barbour G. Barbour Greenlaw Billings C. Howard J. Haskell L. Poitras Team Opponents Foul Small M. Barbour Greenlaw L. Poitras G. Barbour C. Howard J. Haskell Hill B. Eaton S. Eaton Billings Team Opponents 22 29 32 17 15 34 10 20 30 21 45 40 23 11 42 40 36 15 FG F PTS 69 21 159 51 6 108 4 88 9 43 2 30 3 25 0 10 1 9 2 1 5 2 1 5 217 48 482 87 51 225 Shoodng FA FM PCT 57 21 37 27 9 33 9 3 33 3 1 33 8 2 25 4 1 25 4 1 25 46 6 13 31 4 12 1 0 00 4 0 00 194 48 25 170 51 30 Thirty-th 'fee 1947 Baseball Scores Stonington 14 McKinley Blue Hill 8 McKinley Stonington 16 McKinley Penobscot 12 McKinley Vinal Haven 8 McKinley Brooklin 6 McKinley Penobscot 13 McKinley Brooklin 6 McKinley Team Averages AB H Pct. 1 1 2 1 6 6 6 4 2 7 E. Spofford 1.000 L. Milan 22 9 .409 F. Pickering 26 9 .346 B. Pickering 3 1 .333 R. Poitras 27 9 .333 E. Dunham 6 2 .333 M. Hardy 27 8 .296 R. Betts 23 4 .174 R. Haskell 24 4 .167 D. Eaton 10 1 .100 F. McVeigh 16 1 .062 C. Poitras 11 0 .000 C. Barbour 8 0 .000 W. Weed 6 0 .000 1947 Softball Scores Stonington 9 McKinley 24 Stonington 6 McKinley 16 Blue Hill 2 McKinley 17 Brooksville 4 McKinley 9 TEAM AVERAGES Sylvia Eaton Beverly Eaton Clara Howard Cornelia Billings Wilma Spofford Christine Dunham Joan Howard Elizabeth Hill Lorraine Poitras Norma Billings Denise Snowman Marjorie Hill AB H Pct. 16 13 813 12 7 583 11 6 .545 11 6 .545 14 7 .500 2 1 .500 12 4 .455 12 5 .417 5 2 .400 12 4 .333 10 4 .400 1 1 1.000 Softball - 1947 Certainly our most successful soft- ball season yet was the spring of 1947. We joined a league with Ston- ington, Blue Hill, and Brooksville. Those out were! seniors, Norma Bill- ings, Rosamond Eaton, Marjorie Hill, Goldie Spofford juniors, Mary Barbour, Priscilla Capen, Eleanor Eaton, Elizabeth Hill, Sophomores, Cornelia Billings, Sylvia Eaton, Clara Howard, Dolores Poitras, Wil- ma Spofford, Christine Dunham: Freshmen, Denise Snowman, Gloria Barbour, Joan Howard, Eighth grade, Norma Greenlaw, Beverly Eaton and Judith Haskell. The starting lineup consisted of Wilma Spofford, catcher, Elizabeth Hill, pitcher, Denise Snowman, first Clara Howard, second baseman, baseman, Norma Billings, third baseman, Sylvia Eaton, shortstop, Cornelia Howard, Billings, left fielder, Joan center fielder, Beverly Eat- on, right fielder. We easily won all the games we played, and had there been a cup given, we would have captured it. At a spring assembly letters were awarded to the following: Captain Marjorie Hill, Norma Billings, Eliza- beth Hill, Sylvia Eaton, Cornelia Billings, Clara Howard, Wilma Spof- ford, Christine Dunham, Denise Snowman, Joan Howard, and Bever- ly Eaton. Baseball - 1947 The baseball season opened with and Charles Barbour. The positions sunshine and all around good base- ball weather. Those out were: seniors, Robert Haskell, Robert Betts, and Myron Hardy, juniors, Frank McVeigh and Dowe Eaton, sophomores, Frank Pickering, Ben Pickering, Lindsey Milan, Wilfred Conary, and Charles Barbour, fresh- men, Charles Poitras, Raymond Poi- tras, and Bruce Haskell, eighth grade, Erland Dunham and Wilfred Weed. Provided with new uniforms, the starting lineup consisted of Robert Haskell as catcher, Lindsey Milan and Myron Hardy as starting pitchers, Frank McVeigh, first base- man, Charles Poitras and Wilfred Weed, second basemen, Robert Betts and Wilfred Conary shortstop, and Ben Pickering and Dowe Eaton as third basemen, The outfielders were Raymond Poitras, Frank Pickering, were changed throughout the sea- son with Charles Barbour and Er- land Dunham having some pitching. Gilbert Taylor was team manager. The new athletic field was a won- derful improvement over the fields we had used, making the infielders work harder because of fast moving grounders. Our first game was with Stonington. They defeated us 14 to 2. At Blue Hill we played a gamewith the air full of whirling snow flakes. We played four innings and the game was called with Blue Hill leading 8 to 1. Later in the season we played a double - header with Brooklin. Brooklin won the first game 6 to 3 and we won the second, 7 to 6. Our team enjoyed the season. The new athletic field, uniforms, and equip- ment increased our enthusiasm and our hopes for a better team in the future. Thirty-five 4lM-vr Ish- l'llolu Studio lcli to right: Ma1'.io1'iv Hill, Iloln-rt Be-tts, Goldie Spoiford, Myron Hardy, Norma liillinigs, Gillwrt Taylor, Marioric- Haskc-ll, Rvverly llunlwni, llolwrt Hzislu-ll, osuniond Nutr Alumni Association I'I'E'NllI4'lIff . ,Catherine Joyce Vim' 1'r1is1'rIf'nf Erma Vllcvd S1 rreffurff Christine Pickering 7'rwr1s11'rv1' ,. , . , Leon Wood Cjl'll1llLiffl'0 . . ....... Helen Dunham, Gwen- dolyn lmvis, Helen Haskell, Edith Snowden ALUMNI BANQUFIT MQKINLEY HIGH SCHOOL May 27, 1947 LEON WI-IRD, Turistnmsfrr I I'0!l'7'l1 III U'f'll'0'Illl' lo Class of 1947 Karlotta Beach Ihsgmrixw ,, Robert, Haskvll Roll C1111 Inifin tion Business Nleotingr flfrsiriy Song . .HAll10l'lC3n Jlwzwrirzl . . Beatrice Knowlton Songs , ., , Evvryonv 1947 Alumni -Robert Betts, Sunshine, Norma 1BiIlingsJ Snowden, Sunset, Bever- ly Dunham, Husson College, Bangor, Rosamond Eaton, South Deer Isle, Myron Hardy, Deer Isle, Marjorie Haskell, Husson College, Bangor, Robert Haskell, Framingham, Mass., Marjorie Hill, U. of M. Orono, Edith Spofford, E. M. G. Hospital, Bangor, Gilbert Taylor, Harvard College, Cambridge, Mass. 1946--Madelyn fBil'lingsl Eaton, Deer 1945- 1944- 1943- 1942- Isle, Myrtle fBillingsJ Brown, Sun- set, Wendell Davis, U. S. A, Bar- bara Eaton, Little Deer Isle, Car- lotta Eaton, Little Deer Isle, Neville Eaton, South Deer Isle, Sadie Eat- on, Little Deer Isle, Sheldon Eaton, Merchant Marine, Milton Haskell, Little Deer Isle, Phyllis fJoyceJ Wyman, Bangor, Carol Weed, Little Deer Isle, Colby Weed, U. S. A. Donna Barter, Colby College, Water- vile, Muriel lConaryJ Billings, Deer Isle. Annette Bray, South Deer Isle, By- ron Bray, Deer Isle, Carolyn fEat- onl Eaton, Portland, Leroy Haskell, Deer Isle, Veryl Robbins, South Deer Isle, Joyce Scott, U. of M., Orono, Lurline Taylor, Bangor. Marie CThompsonJ Andrews, Bath, Dexter Billings, U. S. A. A. C., Lloyd Capen, U. of M., Orono, Le- nora Eaton, Boston, Mass., Cecil Hardy, Jr., deceased, Emery Hardy, North Deer Isle, Mark Haskell, Lynn, Mass., Betty fHaskellJ Joyce, Stonington, Pauline fNevellsJ Pick- ering, Stonington, Kendall Powers, Deer Isle, Annie Uohnsonj Saund- ers, Blue Hill, Forrest Wardwell, Orrington. Anna CBettsJ Gallichio, Stamford, Conn., Zella fBrayJ Haskell, Ston- ington, Annie fDouglasJ Fifield, Stonington, Therese fEatonJ Bill- ings, Sunset, Jack Hamblen, Deer Isle, Wilson Haskell, U. of M., Oro- no, Hazel fHutchinsonl Stevens, 1941 1940 Auburn, Mass., William Knowlton, Red Hook, N. Y., Ada fScottJ Pelli- tui, Portland, Frederick Spofford, U. S. N. R., Dorothy fWattsJ Apos- tilico, Hartford, Conn., Barbara fWeedJ Haskell, Deer Isle. -John Betts, Stonington, Abijah Bray, Norway, Howard Brown, Sunset, Marie 1EatonJ Jackson, Mountain- ville, Milton Grindle, Deer Isle, Le- nora lHardyJ Billings, North Deer Isle, Priscilla fHardyJ Lewin, Kan- kerkee, Ill., Charlotte lliaskelll Cook, Phoenixville, Pa., Winsor Has- kell, Beal Business College, Bangor, Basil Heanssler, Sunshine, Clifford Heanssler, Sunshine, Evelyn Knowl- ton, North Deer Isle, Josephine Rob- bins, Gordon College, Boston, Mass., Jane fTorreyJ Brown, Cranford, N. J., Gilbert Weed, Deer Isle. Gladys fArmstrongJ Conary, de- ceased, Elsie fBarterJ McDonald, Stonington, Mary fBrayJ Weburg, Stonington, Bertha lConaryJ Mele- sky, Southington, N. J., Clara CDav- isj Snowden, Sunset, Eugene Eaton, Sunshine, Leroy Eaton, deceased, Shirley lEatonJ Robbins, Stoning- ton, Dora fGoodwinJ Eaton, Little Deer Isle, Ernestine fHeansslerJ Eaton, Sunshine, Walter Hutchin- son, Jr., deceased, Edmund Johnson, Jr., Stonington, Carroll Powers, Deer Isle, Gloria fMoreyJ Richards. Mountainville, M a r i o n 1TorreyJ Shepard, Deer Isle, Wilbur Snow- den, Sunset, Joyce fVenghausr Hutchinson, Boston, Mass., Edward Watts, New York, Robert Watts, Hartford, Conn. 1939-Douglas Barbour, Deer Isle, Con- stance fBettsJ Conary, Stonington, Walter Billings, North Deer Isle, Chestina fBrownJ Bonicorso, Ar- lington, Mass., Gloria fConaryJ Barbour, Deer Isle, Herbert Con- ary, New England School of Theo- logy, Brookline, Mass., Lionel Con- ary, Merchant Marine, Phyllis fConaryJ Moore, Deer Isle, Mabel 1DowD Haskell, Deer Isle, Carlyle Haskell, Portland, Carolyn fI-Iask- Thirty-seven ellj Heston, Toledo, Ohio, Milton Eaton, Merchant Marine, Winifred fForsythD Kent, Niantic, Conn., Ella Uohnsonl Dickinson, Bar Har- bor, Betty fKnowltonJ Pitts, Ston- ington, Howard Petterson, deceased, Doris CPowersJ Hardy, North Deer Isle, Prentiss Shepard, Deer Isle, Elwood Snowden, Sunset, Vera QWeedJ Eaton, Little Deer Isle, Priscilla Robbins, New Rochelle, N. Y. 1938-Clarissa fBrayJ Carter, Little Deer 1937 Isle, Percy Brown, Sunset, Edna fBrayJ Gray, Stonington, Laurence Cole, Deer Isle, Frank Conary, Friendship, Maurice Eaton, Deer Isle, Raymond Eaton, Merchant Marine, Murray Forsyth, Littleton, Mass., Lloyd Goodwin, Little Deer Isle, Arthur Haskell, Jr., Deer Isle, 'Thomas Haskell, Jr., Framingham, Mass., Delma Ulowardl Weed, South Portland, Edward Lowe, North Deer Isle, Alston Robbins, North Deer Isle, Paul Scott, Jr., U. S. A., Willis Snowden, Jr., Sun- set, Neva fSylvesterJ Beck, Deer Isle, Bradford Weed, Merchant Marine. -Sylvia fBettsJ Titswortli. Stamford, Conn., Ardelle fBrayJ Armstrong, Deer Isle, Priscilla fBrayJ Douglas, Portland, Everett Conary, Mountain- ville, Eleanor fEatonJ Thompson, Sunshine, Chesley Goodwin, Ban- gor, Charles Haskell, Portland, Janice KHaskellJ Plumb, Morris, Conn., Henry Haskell, Deer Isle, Theron Pickering, Deer Isle, Norma lPowersD Goodwin, Bangor, Myrtle QPresseyJ Marshall, Lexington, Mass., Leroy Shepard, Deer Isle, Wilma fSnowmanJ Siano, Spring- field, Mass., Sargent Weed, Little Deer Isle. Thifrty-eight 1932-Annie Adams, North Quincy, Mass., Fred Eaton, Santa Barbara, Calif., Gerald Eaton, Deer Isle, Maurice Eaton, Merchant Marine, Ruth fEatonJ Russell, N. Y., Virginia Eaton, Miami, Fla. , Karlotta fKnowltonJ Beach, Rhinebeck, N. Y., Marjorie fThompsonJ Cox, de- ceased. 1927-Gwendolyn KGreenlawJ Davis, Deer Isle, Marguerite fCoidJ Perry, Rockland, Emery Cole, Sunset, Isa- belle fLufkinJ Gray, New London, Conn., E. Walker Pickering, Deer Isle, Helen QLufkinJ Dunham, Sun- set. 1922-Sibyl 1Dowe5 Eaton, Sunset, Philip Greenlaw, Long Island, N. Y., Freda QHaskellJ Gott, Stonington, Kenneth Haskell, Stroudwater, Lin- nie QHaskellj Woodward, Rantoul, Ill., John Murch, Deer Isle, Mar- garet fPierceJ Brown, South Nor- walk, Conn., Arnold' Scott, Long Island, N. Y., Alta Smith, Hinkley, Pearl Spofford, South Deer Isle. 1917-Carroll Conary, deceased, Robert 1912 Conary, Ipswich, Mass., Mernie iLufkinJ Sinnet, Delaware, Ohio, Madeline CSaundersJ Clough, West Hartford, Conn., Geneva KTorreyJ Howard, Deer Isle. -Eva fGrayJ Pickering, Deer Isle, Ethel fHaskellJ Vanghouse, de- ceased, Beatrice fHowardJ Mar- shall, Deer Isle, Roy Joyce, de- ceased, Grace 1LoweJ Fletcher, Bangor, Geneva fMarshallj Bar- bour, Deer Isle, Earle Saunders, Willimantic, Conn., Laurence Sel- lers, Portland, Charles Taylor, de- ceased, Frances fTaylorJ Heanssler, Sunshine, Hazen Taylor deceased. fDeer Isle Photo Studio! Summer Lapping waters, Warm, white sand, Driftwood on the bmclz. Sea breeze Brushing back the hair From a ch,ild's hot cheek. BROOKSIE THOMPSON '50 Thirty-'nine Punishment Well, if you had done what I ask- ed you to do, you would be able to go up to grandpa's with us to get the cream. You didn't mind, and so for punishment you've got to stay all alone until we get back. I didn't say a word, but I drew my mouth together tightly and scowled as I backed over to the corner of our big kitchen. I seated myself on the cream checked carpet by the light green door that leads to the cellar. I wached my mother as she tried to comb Milt's hair. He was so eager to get started that every time she would get his hair nearly combed he'd jump up and down. My mother didn't stand for his jumping long. She cuffed his ears with her red hands. I was hoping that he wouldn't mind so that he would have to stay home with me. When she said for Milt to come to get his sweater on, I was nearly burned up with anger. I jacked my knees up and down as fast as I could so that the heels of my brown saddle shoes would leave long black marks on the light carpet. As they walked out of the kitchen door, I jumped up and ran out the front door and on out to the car. I was hoping that she would change her mind, as she often does, and let me go too. I stood by the edge of the road and watched as my, uncle and aunt got in front, and then my moth- er, father, and brother got in the back seat of the car. Milt looked out of the back window at me with a broad smile, and he opened his eyes as wide as he could, as he threw his hands up and down because I couldn't go. When I heard the four doors of the green Chevrolet slam, I stooped down quickly and grabbed a handful of rocks that were about half as big as hen's eggs. I threw one as quickly as I could, and it struck about two inches below the long rectangular window of my uncle's car. I threw another, but it just tumbled off to the Fo rty other side of the road. As they drove otf, 1 was left sulking in a cloud of dry dust. I walked down to the house with my head bent down. The tears which flooded my eyes tickled as they streamed down my cheeks, and I grumbled to myself as I turned the knob that opens the door to the kit- chen. I'll Hx her, I muttered, as I walked into the kitchen. I'll hide everything I can hide so that she'll have to hunt this old house over, and I won't help her find them either! I took the green comb from the cream painted comb case and hid it in the book case in one of my Nancy Drew books. I stuffed her holders in- to my father's overshoes that were packed away in a shoe box. I put the scissors and the thread rack in the draw of our cupboard where my mother keeps the towels and dish wipers. After I had hidden everything that I could, I went out and lay down on the warm, snugly cut grass. The big house behind me seemed empty and quiet. As I lay on my stomach, the July sun was hot on my back. I could hear the ruifling of the dark green window shades as they flapped soft- ly up and down in the brisk after- noon breeze. Finally I saw dust down the road, and then I heard the faint sound of an engine. A few minutes later the car came to a stop in the yard, and I heard the slam of four doors. Gee! I said to myself, Uncle Norm made that trip fast. I was glad they were back, but I did not show it. I sat back to, brac- ing myself by putting the palms of my hands fiat on the thick, silky grass. I heard my mother go bustling up the walk. I heard her quick step on the porch. I heard her open the screen door. But it did not close im- mediately. My heart leaped as I heard her call after a moment, Ger- aldinef' What do you want? I returned glumly. We have the cream to whip, came her cheerful, matter-of-fact voice. I thought of the egg beater that I could soon have to lick. I thought of the bowl to scrape. I'll be right in, I called. In the pleasant kitchen, my moth- er turned the thick yellow cream in- to a green bowl. She passed me the red-handled egg beater, and around and around I turned its small wheel. The sun shone through the kitchen window. The teakettle began to hum gaily. My mother was singing Red Wing as she bustled about getting supper. I began to sing Red Wing with her. After the supper dishes were cleared away, my mother sat down to the sewing machine to finish her sewing. There, she said, looking under the flowered aprons that she was cutting out. now where did I leave the scissors? She began to open the machine draws. Do you know where they are, Geraldine ? Goodness, I said quickly, I haven't seen them for ages. I tiptoed out to the cupboard and opened the big, heavy draw quietly so that she wouldn't hear me. I lifted the towels up and took out the scissors, and I took out the thread rack also, because I knew she'd be asking for that soon. I slid the thread rack under the Boston Post which was lying on the cupboard. Here, Mum, here are the scis- sors. They were just where I thought they might be. Yes, she said, not even looking up, but shuffling the sewing over and over, I can't find the thread rack anywhere. Oh, I replied slowly, I think I saw that out on the cupboard. Yes, here it is. My mother looked at me for a moment as I passed her the thread rack. Then she said quietly, Thank you, Geraldine. While my mother was sewing, I took the things that I had hidden and put them all back in their places. Then I hitched my blue rocking chair up close to my mother's chair and began to sew on the pink gingham dress I was making for Judy, my oldest doll. Mother, I asked, as I held up the little pink dress by the shoulders, What do you think of the job? Oh, that's a nice job, she an- swered, as she examined the dress closely. You can have enough of this blue percale to make her an apron. Oh, goody, Mum, I replied happi- ly. Then you and Judy will have aprons just alike! GERALDINE HASKELI., '49 As the Whistle Blew Listen just a minute, boys. The incessant hum of voices stopped at the request of the be- loved coach, Terry Mitchell. Okay, boys, you might try that play we practised last night. It may workg it may not. Give 'em a run for their money, anyhow. I honestly don't expect you to win, but - - - , his voice trailed off as he glanced at the nervous faces of the boys. All right, let's go. Go out there and do your best! The boys marched eagerly out of the spacious dressing room and as- cended the stairs which led to the basketball floor. When they reached the top, they stopped at the fountain for some water. After lingering a few minutes, the center led the way on to the shining floor. Good luck, boys, and the coach gave each a pat on the shoulder. Tony White, who was sitting with Coach Mitchell and the other sub- stitutes, watched the Cherryville team-Pendleton, Butterfield, Riley, Eaton, and Dodge-as they took their positions. The Rockford players-Carter, Smythe, Grant, Forty-one Howe, and Cooper-looked very con- We just gotta win, we just Tony murmured to himself remembered the words he'd the Rockford girl say when fident. gotta! as he heard his team had been coming in. The girl had been standing with a group of other girls, but because she had been so flashily dressed, she had stood out above the rest. There they are now! Did you know that they have only sixty-three pupils in their school? Imagine it! I don't see why we're playing them-it will be just like taking candy from a baby! Tony clenched his firsts until his finger nails cut into his palms. His thoughts were disturbed by the shrill blast of a whistle, signify- ing the start of the game. He saw his center, Pendleton, with his bright red hair clipped in a crew cut, crouch low and eye Carter, Rock- ford's center. Carter, with his blond waves neatly in place, returned the look with a supercilious grin. Ready? the referee asked. The centers nodded. The ball was tossed high. Carter out jumped Pendleton, tapping the ball to Smythe, who faked a pass to Howe and bounced it by Dodge to Grant. Grant shot quickly and accurately. A burst of applause broke the silence. Well, they've got the jump on us, Tony murmured to Coach Mit- chell, who said nothing. Dodge took the ball out of bounds and passed it in to Eaton, who-drib- bled rapidly down to the center of the floor and passed to Butterfield. But this pass was intercepted by Smythe, and he made a long over- hand pass to Grant, who once again rolled the ball in. Another burst of cheering shook the hall. Come on, get going! shouted a few Cherry- ville rooters. Rockford made two more baskets, making the score 8 to 0 in favor of Rockford, with one minute left to play in the quarter. Dodge quickly took the ball out of bounds. I-Ie made a direct pass to Pendleton, who threw it to Riley, Forty-two who had been racing it to Butter- field, who came running in and tossed it into the basket. Tony smiled grim- ly and thought, At least we won't be skunkedf' At the end of the quarter, the Cherryville team walked despondent- ly over to their side of the floor and sat down in a circle. They were encouraged a little by the cheer- leaders, who came traipsing along the floor in their yellow uniforms. . In a few seconds they were play- ing again. Having overcome their nervousness somewhat, they scored three baskets. That's showing 'em! shouted the sheriff of Cherryville. The Rockford center scored an- other basket in the second quarter. Tony glanced at the score-10 to 8 -Rockford's favor. Perhaps there's a chance, after all, he murmured to Tom Perry, another substitute. The Cherryville boys, at a signal from the coach, left the floor to go to the dressing room, after slipping on their jackets. .Pendleton's face was bathed in sweat, and there was a smudge of dirt across his left cheek, making the freckles on his nose stand out more than ever. He had made two of the last three bas- kets. Nothing was said for the first few minutes in the dressing roomand the boys just sprawled exhaustedly on the bench, munching orange slices. Finally, they looked up into the shining face of Mitchell. You were playing good basket- ball, boys, those last few minutes, very good! I didn't know you had it in you. If you keep on playing like that, you may wing but if you don't-well, that's all right, too. You will have put up a good fight, and that's what I wanted. The boys knew he really meant it. Say-did I ever tell you the joke about the two Irishmen? Mitchell proceeded to tell them the story. The boys burst out laughing. After re- ceiving fresh cuds of gum, they once again ascended the stairs. How- ever, their state of mind had changed greatly. Tony's eyes searched the crowd for that girl, he wanted to know if she was as cocksure now. He didn't see her anywhere, and so he sat down beside Coach Mitchell. He noticed the Rockford boys were ex- changing Worried glances. However, Carter's face still had a smirk, and his blond waves were still in place. Almost before they knew it, they were playing again. Tony cheered wildly as Eaton, jumping after a rebound, pushed the ball in. How- ever Tony s spirits sank as Rock- ford made three more baskets be- fore the whistle blew ending the third quarter. The score read 16 to 10 in favor of Rockford. Tony watched the boys sit back against the wall. Dejection was written all over their faces. They whistle. arose at the sound of the Tony gripped the seat to control himself at the sight of Car- ter's neat waves and his smug look of satisfaction. For the first couple of minutes, neither side scored. However, Cherryville was fighting as they never had before. The spectators were standing in their seats, shout- ing directions. Dodge had the ball now, and passed to Eaton, who drib- bled down the floor. He was going to pass to Riley, when Smythe charged into him. Eaton lost his balance and fell to the fioor. Charging-number nine, the referee yelled. As Eaton tried to get up be winced in pain. It was soon evident that his ankle had been turned. The crowd oh-h-h-ed. Tony felt a sick wave of disappointment- just as the game has been going so well-now without Eaton, what can we do-who can take his place? He could hardly believe his ears when he heard Coach Mitchell call his name. Me ? he stammered, rais- ing his eyebrows in astonishment. At the coach's nod, he slipped off his jacket. His stomach was doing flip-flops. It seemed that he'd never get across the fioor. After reporting to the referee, Tony got ready to take Eaton's foul shot. He stood up to the line, took a deep breath, and threw. It was a perfect shot, it didn't touch the rim. The crowd was standing now. Almost before he knew it he was playing. As he raced down the floor, he forgot everything except the game and one thing-winning! Seeing his chance, he intercepted a pass in- tended for Carter. He dribbled swiftly to his side of the fioor, aimed for the basket, shot, and missed. But the rebound was his, and he tossed the ball in. Such a roar of applause burst forth that the hall fairly rocked! Carter received the ball and started to dribble. Traveling, shouted the referee. Take it out, blue! Eaton grabbed the ball and bounced it to Pendleton, who, being too close- ly guarded to shoot, passed it to Tony. Drops of perspiration stood out on Tony's brow, and his hands trembled as he shot. The ball spun round and round and then rolled in. The score read 16 to 15. Cries of Freeze that ball! rang out. Grant had the ball and passed to Carter. Carter was wide open. The crowd gasped. Coach Mitchell hid his face in his hands. Did it go in? he anxiosuly asked, not daring to look up. Nope, cried Eaton happily. Pendleton seized the ball and threw to Riley, who shot and missed. The crowd sighed. Tony jumped for the rebound. Carter, Pendleton, and Grant 'were also jumping. No one could get hold of the ball. At that moment Carter's blond waves fell over his eye. Perhaps that was why, when he was jumping, that he accidently tapped the ball up into the air. And just as the whistle blew ending the game, down came thc ball -through Cherryville's basket. CLARA HOWARD, '49 Forty-three A Summer Recreational Project A project which would be a very profitable and enjoyable one for the children and adults of Deer Isle would be a summer recreational pro- gram. To organize and carry this out, a physical education supervisor or civic Worker would have to be hired by the town. If the high school base- ball and basketball coach could be en- gaged, he could thlus work with his teams throughout the entire year. Not only would the practice improve the teams, but it would help the boys and girls both physically and mental- ly. Best of all, the boys and girls would have something to do on sum- mer evenings when the town looks pretty dead to them. The adults who like to watch and play baseball would profit too. One reason Deer Isle doesn't have a better local team is that the team has in- sufficient practice under a strong coach who is able to put in time and energy. By combining the best of the high school team with the local players and providing good coaching, a team that the town could be proud of could be turned out. Let's not forget the children un- der fourteen. They would have the fun of playing together under super- vision, for attention could be given to them while the older boys and girls were working during the day. They like to play basketball and base- ball too. As it is now, they have little opportunity for practice until they become freshmen or sophomores in high school. They are the teams of tomorrow, and they would profit by earlier training. Baseball and basketball are not the only sports that could receive at- tention. There are many others, such as volley ball, badminton, softball, and swimming. A junior swimming Fortjy-four class would be exceedingly helpful. It would provide an opportunity for the children to learn to swim with- out causing worry to their parents. This project could be carried out for less than seven hundred dollars a year. Why shouldn't a drive be made for it? Money could be raised by a few basketball and baseball games and by other means. Such a project is worthwile! FRANK PICKERING, '49 Eighth Grader The year was a glorious one for me. I was in the eighth grade, the Utopia of all the students in the North Springfield graded school. The eighth-graders-they were the ones who always had the balls, who whis- pered in class and did not get into trouble, who even' talked back to the principal. Eighth-graders were the privileged ones. Something else was making my eighth grade so pleasant. That something was Jimmie. At last he was noticing me. Jimmie, whom I had admired so long in secret, was paying attention to me! I loved playing out of doors at recess and at noon. We knew wonderful ball games which we could play together. And just standing beside him thrilled me. I loved my school. There was but one fly in the oint- ment. Warren, that bore, persisted in pestering me. Just as I would get a chance to stand beside Jimmie. Warren would neatly deposit a beautiful, cold icicle on the back of my neck. It would slip icily down an slowly melt from the heat of my back. With a quick glance to see if Jimmie were looking, I would un- hesitatingly return this little object to a similar place, on, of course, Warren. My one desire was to have Jimmie think me a nice little lady. Only if Jimmie was looking could I restrain my impulse to return War- ren's fun , An inevitable clash was coming, I knew. And it came on a beautiful Wednesday when a big handful of crusty snow was hurled in my face. Directly behind me, I knew, was Warren. In a flash I forgot Jimmie, ladies, and sportsmanship. Whirling, I gave one hard shove. Fortunately Warren landed on a snow bank. I fell on my bare knees in the cold snow and began to rub his face vigorously with a piece of crust the size of a plate. Warren, too, grabbed crust and rubbed. Lying on his back, he was at a disadvantage. I was blinded with snow, but I clutched his hair. He grabbed mine. We both pulled hard. He stopped but I kept pulling. Warren kicked. I began to enjoy it. Suddenly he burst out sob- bing. He threatened and cried. I pulled. Warren bit. I rubbed again. Finally Warren had had enough and still, sobbing. I stood up and looked around tri- umphantly, but suddenly I realized what I had done. All the young- sters-and the principal were gath- ered there watching. Horrified, I started to run. Then the bell rang, and there was no place for me but in the school room. I must stand before all those glaring eyes and those, too, of Jimmie. , As I slowly dragged my heavy feet into the school room, my face was hot with embarrassment. Hor- rible thoughts ran through my mind. l will be shamed and punished. I'll never be a lady and Jimmie will hate me. Mama will scold and daddy will be terribly ashamed. I'll be sent to a reform school and Warren's folks will sue daddy. Why do I have to bring disgrace to my school and my family? Maybe I'll die and be released from snow balls, fights, and Jimmie. All this Went through my mind as I walked to my seat. I sat with my head down. All was painfully silent. VVhen I did dare to look up, the principal started to laugh. Then the whole school laughed with him for about five minutes. Warren had returned with red eyes and he began to laugh. Bewildered, I looked around. Then the light dawned. I should not be ashamed. I had fought with a boy bigger than I was. I had won! I was a heroine. It was wonderful! I wasn't gentle and I wasn't a lady. I was an eighth-grader! Jimmie? Well, I never did like Jimmie. I like a fighter! I like Warren! TERESA WATERMAN, '50 The Boat Race The sun was shining brightly on the glassy surface of the sound. The spar buoys used as markers in the races glistened in the sunlight. It was a beautiful day for the race. This year I was piloting the same wave skimmer as in the past, the Bouncing Betsy. Many years of care- ful planning and skillful building had netted me the fastest boat on the coast. She was twenty-two feet long and powered with a one hundred twenty-five horse power, high speed Kermath engine. At nine in the morning I nosed the Bouncing Betsy in between the other two boats in the race, Speedy, last year's winner, and the Flying Gull. a new-comer in the annual race. The starting flag dropped, andthe boats were off with a roar. Falling into the wake of the Flying Gull, I got off to a bad start, but I soon broke out into open water and started picking up knots. Once under way, passing the Flying Gull was easy, but passing Speedy was a dif- ferent matter. The more I would open the throttle on the Betsy the faster the Speedy seemed to go. Forty-five Toward the end of the race the Speedy and the Bouncing Betsy were side by side. For an hour we had raced this way. Despite engines rac- ing madly at full throttle, neither boat had been able to pull away from the other. Then it happened! Within sight of the finish line, the Speedy burned out a bearing, freez- ing the shaft and putting the boat out of the race. On went the Bouncing Betsy to cross the finish line and win the race. FRANK MCVEIGII, '48 Seventeenth Birthday Well, well, seventeen! It seems only yesterday that I had my tenth birthday, and now it is my seven- teenth. This thought ran through my mind as I sat waiting for the guests to ar- rive for my birthday party. Every- thing had been arranged, and I had only to wait. Bang, bang! That could be but one person. I opened the door, and, sure enough, Ben clumped into the kit- chen, falling all over himself and the kittens in his eagerness to give me a present. fHow I love friends-espec- ially on Christmas and birthdays!! Ben having been introduced to my folks, I again sat down to wait. Patter, patter, patter. Yep, here comes Clara. What! You mean to say you aren't going in there with the boys? Why, Clara! So Clara waits in the kitchen for some more girls. Soon all the guests were there ex- cept Mr. and Mrs. Matheson. Then they came. Mr. Matheson was soon persuaded to tell us about the basket- ball tournament which was coming at the end of the season. After bas- ketball talk quieted down somewhat, the girls started singing, with the piano taking a real beating. VVhen the girls tired of singing, the boys took their turn and proceeded to give out Auld Lang Syne and I Wish Forty-six I Were Single Again. After a while the boys were invited to go down town to get the ice cream. Evidently they were not too tired yet, for they let out with a racket called music, as they went down the street. Needless to say, the eating was the most enjoyable part of the even- ing. Hundreds of sandwiches and brownies, two large cakes, and cups of hot chocolate filled us up in short order. After the eats were disposed of, we lingered around the table, talk- ing and laughing and enjoying Bob Snelling's antics with his pipe and my automatic lighter. Before the party broke up, the an- nual licking was, of course, admin- istered, with me the victim! I think everyone enjoyed the get- togetherg at least everyone went home full of food!!! LINDSEY MILAN '49 The Deer Isle Silver Mine Many people do not know that Deer Isle once boasted a silver mine. The mine, which was located at Dunham's Point, was first put into operation in the eighteen hun- dreds. Because of the great expense involved and the lack of mining equipment, it soon went bankrupt. In 1905 it was reopened by Mr. Bane, a New Jersey man. Mr. MacIntosh, also a New Jersey man, was in charge of the mine. The ore, valued at twenty-seven dollars per ton, was sent to a smelting works at Eliza- bethport, New Jersey. In three years, however, only three shipments were made. The mine closed in 1908 because of the great distance be- tween mine and smelter. Although the mine went under the name of The Deer Isle Silver Mine, the chief metals mined were lead and zinc. A little gold, silver, and cop- per were found. The lead and zinc taken from the mine were used most- ly for making paint. Silver was used in the mine's name to help sell more shares. The mine was located at the place where Doctor Chesney's cottage now stands. The shaft was thirty feet wide and reached the depth of two hundred and sixty feet. Eighty feet below the surface a seventy foot tunnel, called a drift, was made run- ning parallel with the shore. One hundred feet farther down, a ninety foot drift was made, also running parallel with the shore. The bottom of the shaft had been widened one hundred twenty feet in order to cover a vein going down at a forty-five de- gree angle. Water was kept out of the mine by two steam driven pumps. A small pump at the bottom of the shaft pumped the water to the seventy foot drift where it was forced out to ocean by a larger pump. When blasting was done, the smaller pump had to be raised to the ninety foot drift where it would be safe. The hanging Wall was then checked for large boulders or shale that might be shaken loose by the blast. If any were found, they were braced off by logs, called stulls. Ore and gravel were hauled to the surface in an iron reinforced barrel. At the point in the shaft where the wall slanted off center, a trough was made in which the barrel slid up on its side. Drilling was first done by hand. Then steam drills were intro- duced and finally air drills. At the beginning, candles were used for light, but they were soon replaced by acetylene gas. A copper tube brought the gas to' the ninety foot drift, where it was extended to the bottom by a rubber hose. A huge shed, consisting of sorting room, storage room, coal bin, boiler room, and engine room, was built over the mouth of the shaft. In the engine room was a large steam powered hoister, which was used to raise the ore barrel. A crew of twenty men worked the mine. This crew was divided into shifts. The day shift was made up The night experienced Hill copper Isle miners Lufkin and of men from Deer Isle. shift consisted of miners from the Blue mine. The only Deer now living are Frank Frank D. McVeigh. Two other mines were dug along the shore and a third farther inland. But no ore was found and they were soon abandoned. Today one of the abandoned mine shafts still can be seen at Brook Cove. Pieces of a boiler and a few scraps of iron ore are all that remain of the original silver mine. FRANK MCVEIGH, '48 Adirondack Adirondack! What a thrill ran through the hunters and trappers of northern Maine and Canada at the very sound of this word. It was the name given to the largest and most majestic deer that had ever set foot in this territory. Stories were told of him that were unbelievable. Finally a rumor came down from Canada into Maine by way of the grapevine of trappers that this giant had left Canada and was now obtaining his living around a small trapping cent- er in Aroostook County. In this small settlement lived the famous hunter and guide, Big Jim McKenzie, and his son Jimmie. Jim- mie was a boy of about thirteen. He had spirited blue eyes and blond tousled hair. He was five feet eight inches tall and rugged for his age. His greatest ambition was to become a wonderful woodsman like his fath- er. He loved more than anything else his freedom in the outdoors and the freedom of everything in it. He would sit for hours listening to the hunting experiences of Big Jim, and loved especially to hear about Adi- rondack, the mighty deer of the for- est. He used to dream about getting the deer himself, for he knew that Forty-seven his father and many other great woodsmen had tried time and time again, only to fail. One day Jimmie was out hunting rabbits. It was a beautiful morning and he was enjoying the hunt im- mensely. Suddenly he was startled by the sneeze of a buck deer close at hand. Quickly he turned about, and there stood the handsomest buck he had ever seen. As the deer stood there motionless, Jimmie saw every point of beauty about him. The first thing that met his gaze was the won- derful rack of antlers, 14 points in all. His large brown eyes were dark pools. A white streak ran be- tween them to the tip of his nose. His chest was snowy White. Despite his weight, which must have been all of two hundred and fifty pounds, his legs were slender and graceful, but Jimmie knew their strength. Sudden- ly, with a whirl the buck was off, his white tail waving in the wind. Jimmie stared a long time at the place where the deer had vanished. He knew what he had seeng he had seen the greatest deer among all deer Adirondack. Forgetting all about the rabbit hunt, he started for home as fast as he could go. Arriving there he began to babble excitedly, hardly able to control himself. Oh, why couldn't deer season have been open? Why? Why? he said over and over again. After he had calmed down there arose in him a burning desire to get Adirondack when the deer season did open. It was his deer, that was all there was to it. He knew way down inside that his chances were slim, be- cause every hunter for miles around would be after that one deer. This only increased his desire. He made plans for hunting him day in and day out. Finally, the first day of open sea- son came. Jimmie set out with his father. By noon his dad had bagged a fine ten point buck. Jimmie had had his chance, but had refused to fire because he wanted to save his deer ticket for Adirondack. Fawty-eight The season Wore on. Jimmie went hunting every day possible. He was on the trail many times but the deer always eluded him in a most exaspe- rating manner. Days flew by. Almost without real- izing it, Jimmie found himself going to bed the night before the last day of hunting season. He was so afraid he wouldn't get his chance that he slept very little that night. He awoke with a start. Day was dawning. To his amazement and delight, the ground was covered with three inches of crystal clear snow. The sun had just cleared the hori- zon when he swung off through the Woods. In his hand he carried his father's action-scarred 30-30 Mar- lin, which had twenty five notches in the butt plate to signify twenty five deer killed in as many consecutive years. The feel of the smooth fore- arm in his hand felt good to him. This was it. Today he would sure- ly be lucky. The hours slipped by. It was soon time to eat the little lunch of biscuits and jam his mother had made for him. Somehow they didn't taste so good to him as usual. That was probably caused by the fact that he had seen so few deer tracks, cer- tainly none that Were those of Adi- rondack. He was about to start his long journey home when his eyes fell up- on an extra large hoofprint. This mark could belong only to the deer he was trying so desperately to see. He bent closer to get a better view. Yes, that is his, and fresh, too! he exclaimed. He set out cautiously. He was in luck, for the wind was blowing from the deer toward him. Suddenly he heard something that made his heart jump and beat a rapid tatoo. It was the sound of antlers scraping the al- ders with a clicking sound. He crept ahead one step at a time. Peering through a hole in the underbrush, he saw the buck standing like a statue. Again Jimmie was astonished at the size and beauty of him. The buck Incoming Tide The surf is like a thousand demons Pounding on the beach, But despite its ferocity, it is beautiful to see. The foamy lips of the waves Reach for A great gray boulder, As I stand within its leeg Each wave surges forward As if to tear the shore Asunder, Carrying upon its crest laces of froth Woven like a crown. Over the barren rocks, the waves break, Filling my ears With thunder, Only to recede, leaving the beach blanketed With foamy down. As darkness falls, The moon Slips quietly Out of the ocean, Bathing the scene in a strange whiteness, Making a shimmering path of silver Over the sea's rolling motion, The surf sparkles with diamond like bright- ness. Night deepens. The agitation of the water slowly stills, And I leave the protection of my boulder, To return to my home In peace. FRANK PIGKERING '49 Sky Party The moon is a hostess, having a party in the sky, with a million tiny stars as guests. CHRISTINE DUNHAM, '49 Third Prize State High School Poetry Contest In Starlight This quiet lake, Tonight, Swarms With glimmering star-fish, Which, Like lovely dreams, Vanish, Under the touch Of a hand. BROOKSIE THOMPSON, '50 First Prize State High School Poetry Contest ill, Ransomed Harvest Someone's been stealin' our per- taters! This from Abram who had j ust-re- turned from the garden, where he had been set by Hettie Kenny, his daughter, to gather vegetables for dinner. Stealing potatoes? queried Het- tie, Guess we'd better keep a watch out to-night. I wouldn't be a bit sur- prised it it's the Briggses up the road. They've been known to do things like that. I'll tell Ralph when he comes in. That harvest is our Win- ter living. A few minutes later her husband, Ralph Kenny, came in. He was tall and gaunt, with several days' growth of beard. His clothes hung off his lean frame, the most worn part showing that he spent the majority of his work hours sitting down. When informed of the theft of the potatoes, Ralph flew into a rage. I'll teach them to steal our potatoes, he snarled, I'll call the sheriff to-night and ask him what we can do. That evening the sheriff told him not to shoot the man, but the tires of his car. That night Ralph watched over the patch. At four in the morn- ing he gave up his vigil and return- ed to the house. He claimed he had seen nothing. However, next morn- ing they found some potatoes miss- ing. Ralph went out for three conse- cutive nights 'til four in the morn- Fi f ty-one ing. Yet the potatoes were disappear- ing rapidly and Hettie's indignation and concern for the Winter's supply rose in proportion to the loss. Around half-past twelve of the fourth morning, a group of boys, coming home from a night of revelry, saw Ralph staggering up the road with a gun over his shoulder and a bottle in his hand. He was returning from a visit to the local grocery store, where he had been exchang- ing potatoes for liquor each night. Several days later Hettie went to the store for groceries. You know, she remarked to the grocer, I wouldn't be surprised if we had to buy some potatoes this winter. Someone's been stealing the potatoes every night. The grocer started to laugh. Hettie continued, I've a notion it's those Briggsesf' Still chuckling, the grocer replied, Briggses? Briggses? Thought Ralph's name was Kenny, not Briggs! Guess he likes his liquor just as Well, though! Ralph! exclaimed the startled wife, Ralph Kenny? Will you be good enough to explain what you mean? Well, I'm sorry for Ralph. I shouldn't have said what I did about the old souse. But he's been swapp- ing potatoes for liquor every night. He had a gun with him. Cocked, too, so I removed the cartridge and he never knew the difference. But we all felt safer, for I reckoned he might do something desperate if he got real drunk. Here's the cartridge. Thank you, and thanks a lot for telling me the truth about this busi- ness. To think of it! My own hus- band stealing his winter food! And mine and my father's, too! Well, I like that! Hettie stood a moment in thought, then her black eyes lighted with a sparkle of determination that boded no easy harvest season for her re- creant husband. I've got an idea. How about this, John Filbert? Would you be willing Fifty-two to hold those potatoes of ours for me, and sell your others first? I've a good mind we'll be eating our own pota- toes this winter after all ! Ralph Kenny became quite sudden- ly a different man. His working hours were long, and he did his chores after sunset. No more pota- toes disappeared, you may be sure. It was plain that Hettie had Ralph backed into a corner and was giving not only tongue-lashings but orders that were carried out. Little by little the pile of potatoes in the corner of the Kenny vegetable cellar became larger, while the pile at the back of Filbert's store grew steadily smaller. Ralph was seen continually working in the fields, not only his own fields, but those of his neighbors, where he was slowly and soberly earning the ransom money for his impounded crop. It was late in the fall before Hettie, with a de- termined and permanent sparkle in her black eyes, freed him of his .n- dentures. ELIZABETH HILL '48 Q. What is a self-liquidating 1n- vcstment '? A. They have much more liquor than they put in necessity things. Q. Describe the dress of the Ro- mans. A. The Romans wore tubas. Cto- E335 1 From a themel The time passed so fast that be- fore I realized it, it was time to go beeringf' fberryingj Q. What is matrimony'? A. Matrimony is when one lives without any help. Mr. Matheson :- Does anyone know where there are any red tril- liums on the island ? Willie Weed :-- What color are they? stood there with head high, eyes bulging questioningly, nostrils flar- ing, glorying in this wild domain of which he was the leader. His breath made a whistling sound as he blew it out defiantly. Slowly Jimmie's gun rose to his shoulder. He felt the rough surface of the hammer as he drew it caut- iously back. The polished stock felt like velvet against his cheek. Slowly, ever so slowly, he brought the small white bead to bear between the deep brown eyes. His finger curled around the trigger. It felt cold and reassur- ing. His grip tightened. What was the matter? Why didn't he set off the charge in the barrel to strike down the beautiful creature? Slowly the gun wavered, wavered more, and fell. Adirondack, spying the movement, tossed his head in disdain, whirled, and went bouncing off across the field. Tucking his front legs under him, he sailed over the five foot fence at the end of the field in a spectacul- arly graceful arch. The boy stood there in deep thought a long time. After a while, he turned down the trail toward home. He looked troubled, and his mind was in a turmoil. Suddenly his face broke into a Wide grin. In his thoughts he pictured a gorgeous buck stalking through the forest, still free, still lord of his domain. FRANK PIC KERING '49 Night The sky tonight Is a curtain Of black velvet, Studded with nail heads Of pure goldg Pinned To the highest mountain peak With ea great, shimmering, Ruby brooch. Bnoolcsm THOMPSON, '50 Seventeen Mother, why are we so poor? Susan slouched in the arm chair, pulling her eyebrows down to the top of her dark eyes. All of my class- mates are going to college or busi- ness school, she continued, every- one but me. There's no use in sulking, Susan. Everyone can't do or have what she desires. You must learn to face dis- appointments. How can life be so terrible when I'm only seventeen! Susan's thoughts went on. I'1l feel so mortified when Jean and Ellie leave for school. Here comes Ellie now! Oh, how can I bear listening to her tell about the plans she's making for college? I know she has everything she wants. Why does she have to keep remind- ing me! Hi, Sue. Have you your gradua- tion dress yet? Mine just came. I'm so excited I can hardly think. It's white, with ruffles, and the skirt is yards and yards around. I'm going to have my hair set this afternoon and buy a new pair of shoes, and Mother said- Is she going to talk forever? Susan wondered. I'm so sick of her bragging. I know it's wrong to be jealous but I just can't help it. I'm going to have a new suit for a graduation present. Don't all our old clothes seem just impossible with this new look in? I'm going to get the longest skirt I can find. Isn't it fun? Oh, yes, did I tell you? I've just been accepted at Vassar, Mother's college, you know. Mother says I must start getting my things ready so that I won t disgrace her. I'm gu- ing to have so much that I just don't know what to get first! What are you going to get for college? I'm not going to college! Susan saw the look of surprise on Ellie's face. Forty-nine You aren't? she cried in a high soprano voice. Goodness, that's odd. Everyone else is going to college. Don't you want to go? lKN0.!! How could she admit to Ellie that she was heartbroken because she couldn't go to business school? If she told her it would be all over town. She didn't want anyone to know- especially Chuck. Well, I guess I'll be running along. I'm due at the beauty shop. I just stopped in to tell you about my dress and college and all. See you at the dance tonight, Sue. I don't feel like going to the dance tonight, Susan thought glumly. But I suppose I might as well go with Chuck once more. After he gets to college he'll never want to go to a dance with me any more. I wonder what he'd say if he suspected just how poor we are. Gosh, Susan, you look so nice in that dress. You were the prettiest girl at the dance. Thanks, Chuck. I had a wonder- ful time. If only- What? V Nothing I'll be going to college in a couple of months. In the four summers I've worked I've saved enough for two years. If I get only two years of col- lege I'll still be happy. I'm going to miss you while I'm away. I know you'll be busy, though. Mrs. Judson told me she was going to train you to be her bookkeeper. She says your school records show you can do the work and she knows you will be reliable. She thinks per- haps you can model clothes for her, too. Golly, Susan, I think you're nice. You're so pretty and so understand- ing and such a wonderful sport and- Susan didn't hear the rest. Could all this be true? Things like these didn't happen to her. She began to feel all warm inside. Mrs. Judson was going to let her become her book- Fifty Q keeper in that wonderful shop, and maybe she could become a model! Chuck thought she was nice-and he wasn't rich after all. He wouldn't mind her being poor. My goodness, Susan thought, taking a happy little skip, isn't life wonderful l PRISCILLA CAPEN '48 The Islesboro Ferry We watched with great interest as the Islesboro ferry nosed its way easily into the Lincolnville Beach landing. The plank pilings on each side guided it perfectly to the land- ing platform. Since it was low tide, the platform had to be lowered at a terrific angle. Everyone immediately had the same thought. Would a school bus with such a long wheel base be able to make it onto the platform? With extreme care the driver skill- fully edged the bus on. With all wheels set the bus slid into position on the ferry. The ferry itself was a strangely built affair. It had been expertly spliced in the center with twenty- two feet of added length, making it ninety-four feet long. On the port side was a false structure with a cat- walk on top, which was used as a weather side. On the starboard side were located the engine room, wo- men's and men's quarters, and on the catwalk was the Wheelhouse. The steel ramps, fore and aft, were used as spray screens. With a cloud of black smoke the powerful diesel pushed the ferry across the bay. The heavy ferry rode easily in the constant chop of the sea.. Many hearty young sailors lined the bow in the biting cold to catch a glimpse of Islesboro. Soon the ferry was easing its way into the landing, and we were safe on the Islesboro side. FRANK MGVEIGH '48 Just a Fish Story .Paradise Valley, situated as it was between two beautiful snow-capped mountains, was like the brightest jewel in the king's crown. Here lived Leopold, a little sawed-off gentleman, with a handlebar moustache and eyes as black as the strongest coffee ever brewed. Every day Leopold and his close friend Doughnut went down to the Old Stream to see who could catch the biggest fish. One lovely day when the sun was bright, and the white clouds were surrounded by robin's egg blue, and the sound of the birds and the bees made a perfect harmony, Leopold and Doughnut strolled down to the Stream. This is a nice place to fish, said Leopold. Sure is, replied Doughnut. Then each man went to sleep, leaving his fish hook dangling in the clear, blue Stream. After a while a big white dog came along. He took a sniff at each man and then, putting out his big red ton- gue, he went lap, lap on Leopold's forehead. Leopold, jumping up quick- ly, found himself face to face with Fido. Get away! said Leopold. Don't bother me. Can't you see I'm sleepy? Fido didn't go far away. He went just far enough to pick up a stick, which he laid at Leopold's feet. You want me to heave it, do you ? asked Leopold. All right, I'll heave it. So Leopold wound up, and he hove the stick right into the middle of the stream. Leopold watched the dog as he went out to retrieve the stick. But the dog didn't come back to the bank with a stick in his mouth. Instead, he came up the bank with a huge fish dripping and flapping. He laid the fish at Leopold s feet. Leopold hove another stick, and Fido dived in and came back with another fish. Eigh- teen times that day Leopold threw a stick, and eighteen times the dog brought back a fish. The eighteen fish made a pretty sight lined up there on the bank. Wake up, Doughnut, said Leo- pold finally. It's time to go home. Poor Doughnut! Leopold will never let him hear the last of the day when Leopold caught all the biggest fish in the Stream while Doughnut was snoozing. And the big white dog, although he sits on the bank now and then while the two men dangle their hooks in the Stream-the big white dog never tells. CHARLES BARBOUR '49 Salty Sayings from our Seniors We had a whale of a good time! He's deafer than a haddock. He's ugly as a crab. Come 'board and make your Cory fast. That's nothing to blubber about. 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