Deering High School - Amethyst Yearbook (Portland, ME)

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The QAMETHYST fqge 13 FUTURE HISTORY OF THE CLASS OF '28 july 8, 1940, I'IOUNDVILLE, IQENTUCKY. Dear .Siizvoolrmllisi I haven't written to you for a month. so I'm making up with this long letter. Things have been rather bottom-side up down here for the last few days, so I'll begin at the beginning and let you have an earful. NVhile working in the south field today I noticed an aeroplane acting as if it had a stomach ache,-in the sky. Pretty soon it decided to drop and landed in my garden. After I had pulled the operator from the wreckage, covered with grease, oil, gasolene and profanity, I foundf that it was Thomas Clarke, of all people! I put him up for the night and the next morning found him all right, except that he was a trifle sore both in mind and body. During breakfast we swapped stories and in a little while he started to tell me of his ad- ventures, which, believe me, made some yarn! Here is the whole thing, as well as I can remember it: After graduating from Deering I bought an aeroplane, by sell- ing that motorcycle of mine. and started out to sell Magic Yeast cakes over the world. It was a very successful venture and I paid my way through college by that method. Graduating from college I settled down in N. Y. with my wife-a very nice girl whom I had met in Zanzibar, Africa. For some reason or other she didn't live long, poor girl, so I took up my old job-selling yeast cakes. My first stop was at Saint Petersburg, Florida. I didn't sell a cake there, so I prepared my ship for the next hop, which would be to Vera Cruz, Mexico, but the darned engine wou1dn't function, so I turned to a nearby garage for help. A mechanic was forthcoming all right, and soon was burying his nose in the bowels of my engine for an hour or so before he found the trouble. That bird charged me twenty bucks for the iob and he made me so mad that I went in to see the boss. XVhen I got in I saw a little guy with glasses on sitting behind a big desk and I thought he looked familiar but couldn't just place him. The argument took nearly an hour and was so hot that we used algebra to prove our points. Now I'm pretty good in mathematics. but when I saw that brand I gave up. All right, Mr. Dick Cobbf' I said, for I had at last recognized him, here is your money, but I still think it is a raw deal ! NVell, Thomas, he sighed loudly, I don't get all the money-fifteen of it goes to my wife. The poor thing, seeing that side of the dispute I shook hands and left. In half an hour I was on my way to Vera Cruz, Mexico. I-Iere I had some very bad luck getting by the customs, and if I hadn't had some extra money I'd 11CVCl' have got in to see the Secretary of the Customs. I managed to arrive, that is, I got as far as the outer office, for the guardian of the sacred portals was our own pretty Mal Berry. NYe talked so long that I nearly forgot my errand, but she remembered for me, so I gave her some yeast cakes for her eleven children and entered the oihce. ,f' t x V , Z 1 inf: , ,, , IQ, A., ff fi r .f y , NJ pf- ,fm-. ' fi .,. ,uw jfftl i f.,,f,, ,I , ,W , Vw I , . I f X 4 if x r ' eu . --s mag ,:., -.gl A gg wi, ,WR A' A' gf, . v I'fL:A.:,Ag- --,' -V, - Y ,., - -, .V -is , ,A, ,ny ,- - 1- ,Y-v, . ,,w.

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