Dennysville High School - Dentonian Yearbook (Dennysville, ME)

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A , Wh0'S Wh0 fcontinuedl V Henry said, WI don't, but if you'll tell me, maybe I'll understand.W The men laughed. , 1 WIt is simp1e,0 said Henri, who was making smoke rings. Secming some. what im atient, Henry uttered. WOIU Q ' W Henri replied, jumping off the stool, WWe want you to do something for us. Here is all you have to do. ----- it nine o'clock tonight, I want you to deliver this briefcase to a man wearing a black trenchcoat. 'You will meet this man at the Cafe d'0r.n , WBut why?U asked Henry. 'I don't know what you're trying to make me do. I refuse.n . I I ' ' Henri shouted, HDaro you refuse, if I threaten to tell about your planning to leave J.J. Crandall, right at the time he feels you are rather indispensable to his business..?W - up V ' Henry looked down at the floor and said, All right, if you'1l not 'tell with a few more words of advice, Henry left. This was the day that he was to go fishing, but somehow he just cou1dn't go. He left with the brief- case for the Cafe d'Or. , I After his arrival, he sat at a table and waited. Soon he saw the man who was wearing a black trenehcoat come through the door, and directly to his table. The man sat down opposite Henry. A' - The usual salutation wav exchanged: WBonsoiroW 'h WComment alles-vous?W PTres bien, mcrci.n he decided to.make Henry's French vocabulary was 1imited,therefore, his exit, and hastened to say, NBon chance, eu rcvoir.U a hot bath, turned on the headline, MoneQLStolen from Montreal Bank. uickly Henry scanned the article and looked closely at the newsphotos. UO my! What have I done? What have I donefn he thought., Henry recognized Henri, for he was the banker. ' Henry hurried back to his hotel room. He took his television, and picked up his newspaper. There was what else could Henry do, but wait? But not long, for soon there was a knock on the door. He opened it just a crack, and suddenly there were three husky looking men inside his room. They asked him about the briefcase Apparently, the man who met Henry at the Cafe d'Or had received the wrong briefcase. Henry came to the conclusi n that Henri had tricked the man in the black coat. Henry couldn't tell the men anything, so they beat him, but not too seriously, and left. Immediately, Henry called the police, told them briefly the gituation, and asked them for protection because he knew that he would have qpme more Wvisitorsn. '

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Whois Who Ccontinuedl After eating, Henry prepared for his tour of the city. While he was dressing, his telephone rang. He rushed to answer it, but when he said Whellou the person who was calling put down the receiver. WOh, well, probably the wrong room,U Henry mumbled. Forgetting the phone call, he left his room and spritely walked to his waiting taxi. En route, he was so engrossed with the beautiful scenery that he didn't notice the car which was following him. Later on, as he stepped away from his cab at a stop near the Jacques Cartier bridge, a car went close by splashing him, almost knocking him down. The cab driver was enraged at Uthe nerve of that jokcru. Then, the driver asked HHenriU if he wanted to go back to the hotel. All the while he was mumbling, NC'est mal, c'est tres malln Such trifling annoyances had small effect upon Henry. He was too deeply rnpressed by the city's splendid parks, its many large bridges, and its beautiful churches and cathedrals, dominated by spires, and towers, and domes. However, come night, Henry was exhausted. Poor Henryi He couldn't sleei. UUhy would anyone have almost run me down and splashed me? I'm a stranger,N he mused. As he lay, he thought and decided not to gather any conclusions as to why he was almost run over and why he had received the telephone call. During the late evening, Henry heard a crashing noise. He jumped out of bed, scurried into his robe, ran to the window, threw open the curtains, and saw a man running down the narrow street. Under Henry's feet were some fine bits of glass and he saw that the pane was broken. The hole was very small, but the object that had Lone throufh the window had shattered the whole pane of glass. He searched for.the object. At last, he found a rock with an envelope tied around it. his hands shook. The rock fell to the floor, and Henry tried to read what was written on the crumpled paper. The writing was hardly legible. It read, NJe vous verrai a l'auberge de la campagne a sept heures. Nous n'avons pas de temps a perdre, Henri fFenryD.n Whenri Henri but nr name's Henry U he said aloud. J : J 9 Early the next morning he went to have his breakfast and find out where the country inn was located. He bought a paper and stuffed it into his pocket without glancing at it. Then, he got ready for his lon, walk up into the mountains, for that was where the ini was located. henry knew he f' . shouldn't go, but as one says, UCuriosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it backn. On Healy trudged. At last, he saw the iin. He left his Snowshoes outside the door, walked into the dining room, and placed himself beside the fireplace. He felt a tan on his ShOUldGFQ He turned around. Could it possibly be? Why, there stood a man who could have been his mirror twin, but for one difference: Henry was an American and the other man was a Frenchman, who answered to the name of Henri. Henry was traeped. ' Henri sat down in front of Henrj and lifhtt? n rirarette. While slowly putting his package away, Henri spoke, WNow, we have finally found you. It took many long years, but at last you're here.W Henry was really scared because he knew not what they were going to do to him. One of the heavy-set men laughce and said, nCan you imagine it? He looks as if he docsn't know what wc're talkinw about.N

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Who's Who fconcludedl About two oPc1ock his Fvisitorsu came. They were apprehended by the police who had secreted themselves within the hotel room. Now, all Henry had to do was listeni Sure enough, the Wvisitors' told overything.and the robbers were caught. . A ' The next morning Henry boarded the train to go home. He certainly had a Wtall storyn to tell everybody, for he had experienced a vacation he would never forget. Sylvia Hawkes '59 what is So Peachy? After what seems a long cold widtef, Spring comes in with e great big boom! Everyone seems so bright and cheeriul, They could go floating off to the moon. The little birds ere chirping, The sun is very warm. It is simply a peach of a day, For a nice long Hike no to Mount Tom. New the gleeiul grove has reached the top, what a hike it had seemed to be! But their effort has not been wasted, For there is still much for them to see. As they gaze, far down below them, There is much for them to see. Then a thought suddcnle'strikes them, How beautiful this evot can really be. So don't take sprinf, just for granted, Ltoo and think what besut it brings. For this would be a dull old world, Ii we never had e snridj. Caliste H. Burr 'S9 ADVICE Question not, but live and labor Till your goal be won, Helping every feeble neighbor, Seeking help from none. Life is mostly froth and bubbleg Two things stand like stone-- Kindness in anotheris trouble, Courage in your own. Anonymous '