Dennysville High School - Dentonian Yearbook (Dennysville, ME)

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v 20 THE GOSSIP CLASS GIFTS This year it was decided that I should present the gifts to the Senior Class of Dennysville High School. I sincerely hope that these gifts will serve to remind you of many happy days spent at D. H. S. 'Eleanor to June Kilby: To June, I give this little Hudson so that when Roy's breaks down they won't miss any dances. Eleanor Leighton: I give you this P. T. Boat, Eleanor, so you can go to meet John. Martha Sanford: This book on How to Dance in Ten Easy Lessons is for you Martha, so you and Eddie can perfect your Rhumba. Shirley Ward: To you, Shirley, I present this bride and groom set. It is to be used on yours and John's wed- ding cake. Boys: George Carr: I will give you this book, George, on How to Win Friends and Influence People . It might help you later on. John MacLauchlan: To you, John, I give this little book. It is to keep all the telephone numbers. Alton Ward: Alton, I'm giving these bobbypins to you to help keep that wave in your hair. June Kilby SENIOR ACTIVITIES The senior class officers are as fol- lows: President ..,........,........,,........ Alton Ward Vice President John MacLauchlan Secretary ............,.,.............., June Kilby Treasurer ...................,.... Shirley Ward The first success of the year was the reception for the freshman class on September 14. On April 29, 1946 at 8:00 P. M. the senior class presented a three act play Second Fiddle directed by Mrs. Munson. The cast of characters was as follows: : Minnie Carson ..,.. Eleanor Leighton Marion Baker ....,..,,.,....,......., June Kilby Joan Keeler .........,,..,..., 'Shirley Ward Wilbur M ...,..,.....,.....,............. George Carr Janet Williams ...... Martha Sanford Harold Werple John MacLauchlan Dorothy Van Straaten ..........,................,.. ......Mae Marshall Mrs. Keeler ......,.....,,.... Helena Mahar Mr. Crouch ......... ......,..,..,. A lton Ward The entire action of the play takes place in a living room of Aunt Marion Baker's winter home, on the west coast of Florida. A Joan Keeler, who has become mar- ried to Harold Werple by accident, is tryiiag to get a quiet divorce. Mrs. Keeler, who thinks Joan is happily married, comes to the house, and while there, meets Dorothy Van Straaten, Harold's fiancee. Things end happily, however, as Dorothy decides she doesn't want him if he's married, and Harold and Joan find out they care for each other and are re-married. The play was followed by a dance. On January 11, 1946, the senior class held a pie supper and dance in the high school. Music was by the local orchestra. The senior class, accompanied by Mrs. Flora Case Grant, attended one day at court last fall in Machias. In March they were invited to attend Town Meeting with Mrs. Munson. During April and May the seniors have been planning eagerly for grad- uation and have planned the follow- ing program: May 26, Baccalaureate May 31, Commencement May 31, Graduation Ball June 1, Class Trip

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. 1. .'l-i nl , ., K.1-A .nuff -.-A THE Gossip 1 .L 19 - ,CLASS COLORS As .president of the Senior Class of 1946, to me has been assigned the task of telling you the story of our class colors. We chose the colors blue and silver when we were sophomores and have proudly carried them for the past three years. To us blue is a symbol of loyalty, as we have always been loyal to our school. Silver is the symbol for peace and in combining the two they show that this class has always been peaceful and loyal to our teachers and school- mates. The class of '46 wishes to pass on these colors to the incoming class of 1950 with best wishes. Alton Ward '46 III Ii 8 1 ACCEPTANCE OF COLORS I deeply apreciate the honor of be- ing chosen to accept, in behalf of the class of 1950, these colors of blue and silver. Throughout our high school career we shall endeavor to exemplify the principles of citizenship and study which this class of 1946 has left us to follow in our high school days. Erlin Leighton '50 41 sk Sl il CLASS PROPHECY I have before me a magic crystal ball. With it I am going to try to locate my classmates as they are ten years from now. The first place I see is very fam- iliar-Keith Kilby's store. I see there have been some changes. June Kilby looking very dignified as usual, is seated at the desk in the dry goods de- partment. A certain Eastport boy is rushing around waiting on customers. Their business is certainly prospering. I see now, a little white -farm-house up on the Charlotte road. Children are playing around the doorgfand an man and a woman are standing in .the.door- way. The man is my classmate George Carr, and the woman isjgf- of course, Elizabeth Kilby. s I 1 As I look again I see a court room. A lawyer is questioning someone on the stand. As I get a better view, I see that the lawyer is none other than Alton Ward. It looks as though Alton is going to be a very successful law- yer. I see before me now a large city. As it comes closer I see that it is Bos- ton and a large office seems to stand out. Inside, Martha Sanford works as a private secretary. On her desk is the photograph of a young man. It is autographed, Love, Eddie . As I look into the crystal ball for the last time I see a very attractive living room. A man and a woman are seated before a fireplace and the man is holding a little boy. Of course, they are my old classmates, John Mac- Lauchlan and Shirley Ward. John has become a very successful farmer and he and Shirley look very happy. I have had a glimpse of all my class- mates and it has brought back many fond memories. I am glad to see them all so happy and wish them more suc- cess for the future. Eleanor Leighton Just one moment, Eleanor. Let me see the crystal. The next person I see is Eleanor Leighton standing beside a Dead River truck. She is talking quickly and it seems heatedly, to someone. Look who's inside, an old friend Edwin, Hoot Mahar. It seems they still like to argue with each oth- er as much as they ever did.

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I LITERARY I LITERARY CONTEST A writing contest was held by the Junior Yearbook staff between Feb- ruary 1 and March 8, for the best short story, essay, and poem. One dollar was given for the first prize in each group. The judges were Mrs. Munson, Mrs. Grant, and Mr. Long- more. The results were as follows: Essay First prize: June Kilby First Honorable Mention: Martha Sanford Second Honorable Mention: Barbara Brown Short Story First prize: Eleanor Leightcn First Honorable Mention: June Kilby Second Honorable Mention: Janet Leighton Editorial First Honorable Mention: Alton Ward Second Honorable Mention: Marjo- rie Lund Poems First prize: June Kilby First Honorable Mention: Martha Sanford Second Honorable Mention: Charles Hobart Third Honorable Mention: Gloria McDonald Fourth Honorable Mention: Joan An- tone 2143121414 ON GOING SHOPPING Shopping really is a wonderful pastime. Pastime, did I say? Nay, it is virtually a lifetime proposition. For instance, it's this way: I arise bright and early and fresh in the morning. As we live quite a way from any shopping center, it will be nearly noon before I arrive. Of course the salesgirls will be out to dinner, but never mind, I have a memorandum, in just a the shopping will be over few moments. No aches, no pains! Any similarity, between that last statement and the blythe assurance of your friendly dentist, is purely in- tentional. Just as you have succeeded in snar- ing a salesgirl, or at least caught her eye, and decide upon the object you wish to purchase, you hear a, not so faint, Halloooo! You turn as if mortally wounded only to find yo,ur best friend beside you. The cry, some- thing between that of a dying calf and that of a fatally struck soul in bodily anguish, has been given by Jimmy, Johnny, Sally, your best friend, remember? But be honest pal, if they were your best friends, would they do that? I thought not but to con- tinue. Amid friendly advice and en- thusiastic criticism about the desired purchase, you are induced to purchase this, that or the other. Then, feeling somewhat like the hero of a one man raid, you are about to saunter indif- ferently toward the doorway, when NYLONS is shouted. In a split sec- ond, there is a mad rush and you find yourself carried along with the crowd. What a dizzying, whirling, madly fighting, mass of feminine humanity. When you finally reach the counter you discover to the salesgirls' appar-A ent surprise and distress that the last pair of nylons have just been sold.