Farmington High School - Laurel Yearbook (Farmington, ME)

Text from Pages 1 - 130 of the 1929 volume:

TABLE OF CONTENTS PAGE Mrs. Miner Qlllustrationj . .. . . .. 2 DEDICATION ,........... .. .. 3 EDITORIAL BOARD . . . . . 4 EDITORIALS Our Aim .,..................... .. 5 To the Class of '29 ................,.... ....... . . 5 Freshmen, Stop! Look! Listen! ..,................. 6 Why Should I Vote? QF. H. S. First Prize Essayj .... 6 Old Glory's Greatest Glory fFirst Prize Essay-for Girlsj ...........,,.................,.......... 8 I Old Glory's Greatest Glory QFirst Prize Essay-for Boysj .....................,......,............ 9 THE CLASSES Baby Pictures of Seniors Clllustrationj .. 12 Interesting Bits of Our Early Life ..... .. 13 Senior Class Officers, Class Parts, Etc. .. 19 Class Reunion in 1940 ........,....... .. 20 Senior Class Writeups and Pictures .. 21 Junior Class ......,................. .. 30 Sophomore Class ......... .. .. 32 Sophomore Review .......... .. 33 Freshman Class .,............ .. 35 Our Literary Acquaintances .. 36 Bottom Himself ..........,.. .. 37 Wamba . .................. .. 37 Billy Bones- His Book .. .. 38 The Mariner's Tale ........ .. 39 ATHLETICS Football .......................... ., 41 Football Squad-1928 Qlllustrationj .. .. 42 Boys' Basketball ............................ 43 Girls' Basketball . ............................... 43 Boys' Basketball Squad-1928-29 Qlllustrationj .. 44 Girls' Basketball Squad-1928-29 Qlllustrationj .. 44 Winter Sports ............................... .. 45 Baseball ..,.......... ...,................. . . 45 CLUBS Ye Merry Steno's Club .......,. .. 48 Commercial Club flllustrationj .. .. 49 Dramatic Club ...........,... .. 53 Music DEPARTMENT ...... .. 56 Orchestra Clllustrationb .. . . .. 56 Glee Club Clllustrationl ...... .. 58 Tulip Time Qlllustrationj .. .. 60 LITERARY A Midsummer Night's Madness .. 62 The Monkey's Paw ..........,.. .. 63 The Glorious Revenge ........ .. 64 What a Pencil Thinks About .. .. 65 Against a Blizzard .......... .. 66 Sacrifice .................. .. 67 Plain Mary Ann .. .. 68 The VVeird Sisters .. .. 69 Man in the Moon .. 70 Fantasie . ......... .. 70 Dawn ........... .. 71 Contentment .............. .. 71 Orchestration ............... .. 71 Biography of an Irish Lad .. 71 Poetry ........,.......,.. .. 72 SCHOOL CALENDAR .. .. 81 jokes ........... .. 91 ALUMNI NOTES .. .. 98 EXCHANGES ..... .... 1 00 ADVERTISEMENTS . . . , . MRS. IXHNER OUR MATER FAMILIAS' It 's not her throaty chuckle, or the twinkle in lzer eye, And all her Latin from A to Z is not the reason why, It 's not her strong, ine squareness that makes you proud of all your rank, It 's not her quiet, firm rebuke when you'1Je played some childish prank, It is not the interest she takes in each and every gauze, 1t's not her willingness to help, though it 's added to her fame. And even all her nzotherin' when things go sort-o'-wrong Is not the reason why 'we 're proud, around her desk to throng. It 's 'cause slze's our school mother, mater fanzilias. All her Latin, Greek and so on matter not to ns- But ask each student of our High- Tlzey 'll say there 's no one finer. We dedicate this LAUREL to, our, always, MOTHER MINER . Um 9 ED TORIAL Q O 'B ',. - , ,, Y ,., - A ' Flkw LQS xl SS-E 0 rt., Qs ,...- 2:5 un MX 335'-Mg, we Wy, QNLL S .Nov ax Q S S NX nausea- 'FV lmQx. 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I Q- Q: 1 .11 1511.1 11 14, 5.1 1 1- -- 1- 1 11 1 11 1 1- 1 11 11 1111- 1 1. 1.3, haf, 'ii 3 ii 3 livivli 3 if 3 if 3 is 3 li 3 ii 3 is 3 if 3 if 'Is 3 if 3 ii 3 is 3 as 3 1i'37s 3 1: 3 1i'3'is 3 is 3 li 3 as 3 ar 3 as ,gnmg FARMINGTON, MAINE, JUNE, 1929 OUR AIM ANKIND, since time immemorial, has felt a great longing to ex- press himself beyond the radii of the human voice, to Inake himself heard and listened to by more people than could pos- sibly hear what he had to say by listening with their ears alone. Even Jesus Christ, the Saviour, had such an inspirationg He taught his ideals to twelve men whom 'he selected from a host of applicants and they in turn transmitted them to the people. VVith these thoughts in mind, we humbly offer for your approval and approbation, this issue of the LAURHI.. In it we have tried to include every phase of student life here in Farmington High School and to present to our readers the ideals of leader- ship which we hope some day to attain. Habits of speed, clear articulation, modulation of the voice have a vast influ- ence upon our standing in the community. Personal habits, promptness, neatness, and accuracy have a definite value to society. Courage, patience, persistence, regard for the rights of fellow students, obedience and respect to our parents are important if we hope to progress. So also are our religious beliefs, toleration of freedom of thought, democratic ideals, and mute respect for moral virtues. The highest award of real culture- moral, religious, and intellectual-is an open mind, lofty ideals, and a respect for the achievement of others. These are the fruits for which 'we are striving in Farm- ington and with your hearty cooperation, trusty approval, and moral support, we feel that we s'hall fully attain them. D. Hodgkins, 30. TY x T0 THE CLASS OF '29 NOTHER class is about to pass from the reluctant arms of F. H. S. into tlIe eager and awaiting embrace of the great world outside. This class like every other student body which has entered F. H. S. had some aim in life, some fervent hope of future perfection. Many have slowly made their way, step by step, year by year, up the staircase of knowledge, hoping to meet the fulfilment of their de- sires. Now as the Class of 19:29 is about to leave the dear school which has learned to know and love them, many have made their longed-for desires realize themselves. NV'hether in some study such as Latin, or History, or the Sciences, these hopes, nursed through four years of study have burst into flame. Even the 'I mathematical mind shone as the outstanding star in the constellation of the Math class. No matter lhow great or small, how rich or poor, all those desires and hopes lead to 6 . THE LAUREL one termination of the great pathway, the completion of four years of high school studies. Now the great unknown calls for these young people. Will they make good? F. H. S. has every reason to be confident that tihey will, and that they will be suitably fitted to cope with the trials and tribula- tions of their future life. For many in the Class of 1929, their graduation from F. H. S. will not mean the closing of the door to the chamber of knowledge forever. Many will further safeguard the promise of success in their future life by attending 'higher institutions of learning. The mind is never so great but that it can receive additions to its al- ready valuable store of knowledge. Others will become shining lights in the business world, for many of the master minds of the world are found in just such a phase of our lives. From all appearances the Class of 1929 is a group of students to be proud of. From the obscurity of the Freshman Class their climb to the rank of Seniors has been memorable. Throughout their four years of struggle they have continually passed on many good points for their underclass- men to follow. There was no rivalry be- tween the Seniors and their inferiors, but simply frank and whole-hearted counsel. This class strove to guide the straggling band which 'was Seniors in the makingg to be an example for them, and one which would guide their footsteps in knowledge as well as in outside affairs. We, the undergraduates of F. H. S., wish to express our appreciation of all the many things which the Class of 1929 has done for us in the past. We feel sincerely grateful to them for making our pathway easier. You haveever been a guiding star to us for four eventful years. We pay silent tribute to you as one of the most worthy classes ever to graduate under the Grey and theVBlue. Let us :hope that as we come into the much coveted place as Seniors, we may be able to acquit ourselves as loyally as you did, in leaving a record that F. H. S. may well be proud of, not only as athletes and students but as the true sons and daughters of the Grey and the Blue. Frances Wcatlzcrn, '30. TT' FRESHMEN, STOP! LOOK! LISTEN! UR success or failure in life depends on circumstances, our surrounding, the people with wlhom we mingle and our- selves. It is mostly the latter which counts. Every person in the universe has some secret hope, some ambition to spur them on, something which says, You can-if you try. Many of the Shabits of later life are founded here in school. The pupil, who studies diligently, prepares each lesson conscientiously, can not fail to make good. It is easier to shirk, to lay aside our books, and run out at the side door, at the glimpse of a clear day and a vision of an auto ride. SUCCESS IN SCHOOL WORK IS A PRAISE.- WORTHY ACCOMPLISHMENT Scholarship counts. That 's a fact that many of us know but to wlhich we seem to pay little attention. Low grades represent time wasted. That time wasted may be the very millstone required to drown you at some future date. We can all get higher marks. There is, indeed, a feeling of work well done when cne's card shows an average of eighty-five or better. Keep working and excel your schoolmates. Show them there is some- thing of worth in you. Thelma Meisncr, 129. TT First Prize-F. H. S. National High School Essay Contest WHY SHOULD I VOTE? HAT civilization may be preserved, the will of the multitude must be known. Today, in the age we are living, THE LAUREL 7 we are not ruled by some brave and fear- less leader. That custom is being out- lawed along with war and despotism. Today we rule ourselves or at least we are allowed to. The word of sane, upright citizens throughout this land rules the na- tion. Each of us has equal rights of citi- zenship and voting. They are our birth- rights as Americans. These are our own laws and we elect our own officials to carry them out. Let me liken this government to a big machine with myriads of tiny wheels. If one stops, it makes no particular stir but if fifty cease the damage is immense in qual- ity, if not in quantity. After all, it is quality we are seeking in these our laws. We want them to be the best, the wisest, and the most just on earth, Grade A quality that will wear successfully long after the makers have gone out of existence. One man's voting more or less would seem to make no difference but eleven mil- lion would make a striking difference. They could swing the pendulum either way or avert a threatened crisis. Duty it is to every citizen to cooperate with his fellow-men at the polls. Voting is not compulsory, no man is obliged to vote, but some man must or this government would be a nonentity, if it lacked the strength and cooperation of its voters back of it, to vote is such a little thing in effort and so great in result. Truly the man that does not vote is a slacker and a quitter 'on the job of living his own life, for in the world today every man's life is a tiny part of the nation's life, each man's deeds may some day be history. The combination of the deeds and labors of every man make up the great movements of history. In short the lives and work and successes of each and every person living are irretrievably interwoven in the life work and success of his com- munity, county, state and nation. The voting of one alone is not weighty in the result but there are bigger reasons, higher moral reasons why we should vote. Voting is a duty, a privilege and a trust, a duty in that we owe the oflicials our opin- ion of the issue, a privilege as a citizen of the United States to be allowed to speak as to its governing, and a trust in that we are believed to give our true, honest opinion of the matter at hand. These should be the thoughts of each person when voting day arrives. It is first a duty to my country, a debt, yes, a moral debt, a debt I was born with on American soil, a debt I should be and am proud to shoulder, a debt it is I am anxious to pay because of the peace and safety I am assured, protected by tl1e laws and consti- tution of this country, protected not only on the streets and highways of America but in cities of foreign nations where her citizens may travel. The protective cloak of her name makes them safe. It is truly a strong and great arm, our government. Within its clasp we are assured of safety and Well-being,-but more than this fact should confront us. Let us remember that it is the strength of the people backing it that makes our name the strong and influential ,weapon that it is. Lincoln said in 'his Gettysburg Address -'K This is a government of the people, by the people and for the people, and this is a basic fact of our nation even lit- erally. Thus it is the duty, the moral debt of every one to vote to uphold the govern- ment, each being a minute fraction of its foundation. Secondly-it is a privilege to vote as a citizen, to be allowed to speak as to its governing. When we think of the old monarchial rulers,-the Russian Czars, the Emperors of the Orient, the kings and feudal lords of England, Germany and France, the one man rule of Caesar, William the Conquerer and Napoleon. When we think of these monarchies under one man ofttimes a war chief, the pain, the cruelties, the injustice 8 THE LAUREL humanity suffered then, we may indeed be thankful that we live with today's oppor- tunitiesand in this just and merciful re- public. Back in those dark and bloody ages free- dom of speech, of press, of personal thoughts even, was a crime in anyone, except the ruler and his advisers. Today our thoughts expressed, as by voting, are not controlled. They are legal, they are asked for, yea greatly desired. Voting is a privilege, a supreme privi- lege. Let me quote Daniel Webster, that brilliant and far-seeing statesman. HI was born an American, I shall live an American, I shall die an American, and I intend to perform the duties incumbent upon me in that character to the end of my career. Lastly-as a trus-t, voting must always be respected and revered as sacred. Wise statesmen have given t'heir best efforts, wisest policies, the very hey day of their lives that this government might be- come better, richer, for their sacrifices. That it might be strong and just they took upon themselves this trust and performed it seriously, made the nation better for their taking office. Everyone cannot be privileged thus to, so far serve their country. But we all can vote. Q Voting-a duty, a privilege, a trust, must always be carried out with deepest sincerity and absolute earnestness of pur- pose. It is our government-upheld by our greatest reverence and loyalty-to alter, to strengthen, to obey, and greatest of all, to love. Olive Ilfeeks, '29. TT First Prize for Girls National Essay Contest OLD GLORY'S GREATEST GLORY VERY country has its Flag which is honored and cherished through ages of struggle and sacrifice. But to many the American Flag, like a starry beam, shines out above all the rest. Each little light in the banner of dawn seeks a corner of our nation wheire, to some down-trodden creature of foreign despotism, it seems a new resurrection of life and of hope. To the discouraged and oppressed it seems the very promise and production of God. Within its folds lie all the glories of war and of peace, which our Union has ever known. It is, indeed, a privilege for this wonderful Flag to wave o'er the land of the Free and the home of the Brave. But the greatest tribute which we owe to the Flag is that it is oursg that it guards and protects usg and that it is a symbol to other countries of our power and supremacy, inspired with the wish of good will and lasting friendship. Count- less struggles and untold hardships have been endured that we might pay this tribute to Old Glory. From its very in- fancy, in war and in peace, the Flag has always been our inspiration, promoting success and achievement. Many of Amer- ica's noblest sons and daughters have gladly laid down their lives on the battle- field ot conHict that the Red, White and Blue might live forever. In all the schools of America Old Glory is loved and honored. Little children are taught to realize its true worth as they are that of the Bible. Before the boys and girls of this country become citizens in the truest sense of the word they must know and understand their duties toward the Flag. The very heart Hllfl soul of Old Glory is laid bare that young America may fully appreciate all the facts to be known concerning their flagg that they may be- come true and loyal citizens of their coun- try, and eternal guardians of that glorious banner which by right belongs to them. Every day in some part of America the followers of Liberty are acknowledging their indebtedness to the American Flag. Many a patriotic citizen is striving to make himself worthy of the emblem which THE LAUREL 9 stands for his country. Little by little the inliuence of Old Glory is spreading through the hearts of her people, and they struggle with renewed hope and vigor towards the goal of loyalty and worthiness. Our Flag is not merely the Stars and Stripes , it is the pulse beat of America. National History is written The whole upon it in letters of Red, White and Blue. It proclaims the constitution and the gov- ernment, the backbone and ribs of our country. But above all from its humble birth, the Flag has unfailinglyecarried thc supreme idea: Divine Right Of The Liberty Of Man. Old Glory has ever been a mother to us, sorrowing whenever cruel and malignant VVar took his toll: and rejoicing whenever her sons and daughters returned victori- ous. Many an oppressed subject of an- other country has found a new life to- gether with everlasting Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness under the sympa- thetic and harboring folds of the Flag. America is the melting pot of all nations, and each citizen no matter what his rank may be or what blood Hows through his veins: all pay tribute, to one and the same Flag. The deeds that have been done for our country's sake are written in letters of gold upon the breast of Old Glory, and her heart goes out in gratitude and sorrow to the people who realize her true worth. Our Flag will forever remain the sym- bol of Freedom, Equality, Justice and Humanity. Old Glory's greatest glory lies in the toil and sacrifice that the American people have suffered that they might make their Flag the emblem of the soul of America: that this great banner might reiiect the greatest wish of the people of the United States: H that Old Glory shall be a symbol of all that we are and all that we hope to be. Frances Weathern, '3o. First Prize for Boys National Essay Contest OLD GLORY'S GREATEST GLORY LD GLORY! Why call it that? That is the name William Driver gave a beautiful American Flag presented to him by a group of Salem girls. He car- ried the Flag on his sea voyages and when he decided to settle down, in 1837, it went with him to his new home in Tennessee. He Flew the Flag on such days as Wash- ington's Birthday, Fourth of July, and St. Patrick's Day. But, in 1861, when Ten- nessee seceded from the Union Old Glory vanished. When the Union soldiers took Nash- ville, the morning of February 25, 1862, Captain Driver came home accompanied by several soldiers and Captain Thatcher. He took a bed cover, held it up and told his daughter to rip it open, and miracles, there was f' Old Glory l After it was raised over the Capitol he said: Thank God! I lived to raise 'Old Glory' over the dome of the Capitol of Tennessee: I am now ready to die and go to my forefathers. Before he died he gave his daughter a bundle saying: Mary jane, this is my old ship Hag, 'Old Glory '. It has been my constant companion on many voyages. I love it a mother loves her child: take it and cherish it as I have cherished it, for it has been my steadfast friend and pro- tector in all parts of the world, among the savage, heathen, and civilized. Keep it al- ways. It was kept by the Driver family until a few years ago when it was sent to the Smithsonian Institute to be preserved with the priceless relics of the Nation. VVhat is the Flag? The Flag is the pride and joy of the Nation. The sight of it causes eyes to fill with tears and breasts to swell with patriotism. What does the Flag mean? The Flag means the Nation with all its hardships, M THE LAUREL struggles, and successes. The Flag has an indefmable something that shakes the soul of every true citizen as a tempest shakes a tree. Her men and women who have given their lives for her are the Flag's greatest glory. Many have fought for her in war and died with a Will. But those who have given their lives in peace are just as great a glory. The world would not be so well off as it is in arts, sciences, and literature if it were not for the great men of the United States. The world is infinitely bet- tered by the works of our men of art, sci- ence, and inventive genius. Our men have discovered or invented the greatest of dis- coveries or inventions. Many people come to the United States because they know its S Flag stands for Liberty, Justice and Edu- cation for all. From the humbler class have risen many of her greatest men, as Abraham Lincoln, who rose by integrity and tenacity to purpose. Since a nation's greatness is measured not by wealth or material greatness but by the spiritual greatness of its people, it then may be said that the United States is great, because the virtues of the pioneers have never been questioned and we are only a generation or so removedg which is not far enough to interfere with the laws of heredity. Therefore, it must be since the Flag represents the Nation that her men and women are Old Glory's greatest glory! Walter Luce, '31, XX X I A Sm X ' f ,Q A ' I' I 'VN fx D!! S A I -r f 'f12'.J'e4r3,, X 'X b ',,,Y,i,- l ,A 'li V p , if Q M, y . I. .A . ' -2 , fffff f ---T , Z' , Qixfg fxx-HX 4 . - M Fi A ff Gif -1 H C V. -I x , 4 1 -. ,- fr Ji' -fligs, xiii? KJZYT f' igijgril 1 ff A ' 'illfwgg , ' i Ca ::Q--1:-:f- - 1- i 9 C ' kg X QHMFLQSQESS P ' -- fi- i'i1' ,. Hg . uw x i ef f-v'N. M A ,ZHXSZWI f fifi a L?f l' 1gwWm:z.:: ,J-fi!!!-04 THE LAUREL 13 INTERESTING BITS OF OUR EARLY LIFE My First Poem T was a dreary Friday morning. The rain peltered down with quiet deter- mination on the hosts of brown leaves which were falling from the nearby trees. An atmosphere of restlessness pervaded the classroom. But the old clock on the wall seemed to pursue with a more mono- tonous trend its continuous tick, tick, tick. The minutes passed slowly. A paper rustledg and there was heard the low dron- ing voice of a boy reciting. And yet under all a strange silence, I leaned lazily back in nIy seat, wondering, if it would ever stop raining-why one must go to school -if teachers always conduct themselves as they tell us we must. Suddenly a bell rang. Clarion and shrill it pierced the thick drowsy atmosphere. I sat erect, the instructor was speaking. If any of you feel that you can, or would like to try, I would like to have a poem for our Good English Club Paper. A poem! The words burned in my brain. Could I? The sheer bigness of the thing overwhelmed me and I started guiltily. Of course it was all nonsense. I, Meclora Hogan, writ- ing a poem! Aibsurd. And yet something whispered, Why not? The moments Hew by as in a dream, and I found myself home-thrilled with intoxicating hope. VVords tumbled over themselves in eager- ness, incohercntly at first, to be sure. Then they sang swiftly, maddeninglyg faster and faster my pencil flew until there it was in childish scrawl, my Hrst poem. How I loved it for it was my own-my very own! New worlds opened before my eager eyes. The dreariness of the day was changed into mystic, joyous beauty. Every rain drop glistened witlI a new luster, every swish of the giant elms was music to my ear. Life was glorious. Crude, trite though it may be, still it will always be a lovely t'hing in my memory. My first poem! Zlfledora Hogan. My Ford THIS story is made possible by a Ford, just a common, ordinary Ford, not as good as the new ones and not as bad as the first ones. In fact I ride to school every morn- ing in this same automotive contraption popular in earlier years. 'Dhis story begins with a very excellent Thanksgiving morning. It was morning because it seemed the right thing for it to be. The day was such as our poets write about, but I Yhad work to do. The chief task was, crank Miss Ford. After two or three hours of physical strength had been exerted, the inevitable happened, Liz kick- ed, breaking my arm in Hfteen or twenty places, I really have forgotten the exact number. The usual procedure was faithfully car- ried out and I found myself in the clutches of our family physician. My arm was set but it failed to heal properly. After sev- eral settings had taken place the doctor decided that to insure perfect results I should go to a hospital. My father and I prepared for the trip and journeyed to Portland by rail. I could tell the intersec- tion of every rail, every jar was registered in my aching limb. We arrived in Portland and I was taken to the Children's Hospital, the inmates varying in age from one day to twenty-one years. The arm was set again and many X-ray pictures were takeng it was also placed in casts of various kinds and sorts. The one trouble was, I was obliged to re- main in bed. The doctors were very kind to me except in a few instances when they would sieze my arm and strike it several forceful blows asking if the procedure hurt. You know how doctors are, espe- cially surgeons, very kind and thoughtful. My neighbor in this physician's paradise claimed all doctors were ex-pugilists. I often thought he was correct in his con- jecture. The nurses were exceedingly nice to us. However, I will not give any eluci- dations of their treatment of us. Q t 14 THE LAUREL Time slipped by rather swiftly. Our food was of the best and there was suffi- cient, thusly one's desires were satisfied. There were also many boxes from home containing articles from mirrors to jack- knives, from candy to mince pie made from mother's new recipe. Orange com- bats also aided greatly in driving away the depressing air. Christmas arrived on time and found me still sojourning at the 'hospital I was asked by a lady whose face was embel- lished by a few thousand convolutions what I would like for Christmas. Think- ing it a joke I answered, UA fountain pen. Imagine my surprise at being the recipient of the same on Christmas day. How little we make of our opportunities! Well, eventually the injured member re- cuperated sufficiently to allow my return home and return home I did. Hospital life is a novelty for a wthile but it soon gets lonesome and I was very happy to return to my secluded, quiet home in Walton's Mills. Ever since this incident took place the Ford has served me well and faithfully but it can never make amends for the pain and loss of time it cost me. I always shall look upon it as a deceptive creature, with grim tragedy lurking for a successful op- portunity in order that it may again hor- ribly multilate me. Even after a pleasant trip with the motor functioning properly and all going well I cannot completely dis- miss t'hese suspicions from my mind. George Hobbs. TT A Stone's Throw I IT is sometimes interesting after we have outgrown our baby days to look back over many incidents- that happened in our childhood. Nevertheless it sometimes brings a twinge of shame. The cause of this particular event was my ungovernable temper. As far back as I can remember I always wanted 1ny own way and when as a child usually got it, for my brothers and sister would often rather give in to me than to see my temper started. Nevertheless it was many times a source of much amusement for them, espe- cially my older brother -who sometimes considered it a great joke to arouse my anger. I freely confess that it was a very easy thing to do and moreover, being a girl and younger than he, my folks usually considered fhim at fault. I always thought I had gained the upper hand if I could get him in wrong. To tell the truth I felt proud of my temper and I certainly made use of it to gain my own desires. It was a source of much worry on my mother's part, who tried in every way imaginable to teach me to control it. But being of a stubborn nature I thought myself very smart to be the possessor of suclh a temper and instead of trying to remedy it, I often encouraged it. One day, however, I came to find out what a really beastly temper I did have and in what it might result if I did not control it. I remember very distinctly that it was a wonderful summer day. One of my girl friends and I had been playing house and had made mud pies. A short distance from my home there lived a boy about my size but younger, wit'h whom I often played. This day I happened to be feeling like lighting, After my friend had gone home, this boy came down to play and unintentionally kicked our carefully made mud pies. If I had been reasonable I would have overlooked it but I immedi- ately grew angry instead. After a few words we began to throw mud at each other as fast as possible. Of course, never having tried to curb my temper, a thought to that effect never entered my mind. My only thought was to pay him back for de- stroying those pies. Our scrap soon devel- oped into a stone fight. The boy, mean- time, was called to supper and as he passed through their garden toward Ehis home he was lost from my sight in the corn which reached far above his head. Foolishly we THE LAUREL 15 continued to throw stones. Suddenly I heard 'him scream and a moment later saw him emerge from the corn. To my horror I saw the blood rushing down his face. It was the only time in my life that I felt like fainting. I think then that it Was more because of shame than for any other reason. It Was about the first time in my six years of existence that I felt truly ashamed of my temper. The stone had struck the boy just a bit above the eye and I have often thought since that my lucky star 'Was surely shining on me that day for if the stone had gone a bit below its mark it would surely have hit him squarely in the eye. It Was necessary for him to have a few stitches taken in the cut and in a few days We were playing together as usual. Nevertheless the shame of allowing my temper to govern my mind and actions so completely, stayed 'With me for some time. As far as I can remember that was the first really important lesson I ever had in learning to control my temper. It cer- tainly was a lesson for I shall never forget it and it has helped me immeasurably to curb my Worst Weakness. Ella Hujf. YY My Sister I WAS about seven years old when I first realized one of my great desires. I had always been the only child and much Was my chagrin When my greatest friend had a little sister. Returning from play at her house I -would always lie on the bed and cry for hours at a time, simply because I had no playmate. If anyone has ever felt this Way they Will know how unhappy I Was. Nearly every day in school, some teacher would ask, How many have little brothers or sisters? I looked at my desk each time to keep back the Hood of tears that was always pushing With increasing force. Each day, the desire grew greater until one day I found it fulfilled. I-Iow happy I Was. I think I experienced one of my greatest joys on that day and it has been more or less influenced on my life since tlhen. How sweet she looked to me all Wrapped up in a Wooly White blanket. I 'Wanted to take her and play With her but shewas too small. I Watched her grow and it seemed to me that 'she did something new each day. I loved her from the Hrst time I saw her and delighted myself by doing things that Would please her. I remember When she first tried to talk. How happy it made me to have people ask me if she Were my sister. f Now, as I recall these delightful days I am reminded of what I might have been had I not been granted this favor, a lonely child, always pensive and unhappy, think- ing only of myself and misjudging the World in general. How unhappy I would have made my mother and father 'Who have always done tlheir best to make me happy. fNor has this influence lessened, but it has grown as she has grown until it is one of the most vital in my life. Arlyne Clark. My Laddy I WAS, undoubtedly, the most content or satisfied with myself at the age of eleven, when mounted on Laddy , my pony, We stood aloof and gazed with utmost superi- ority upon my friends. Tlhere was pride not only in my own eyes but also in Lad- dy's for We could challenge any pony for miles around to race and With perfect security We would infallibly come in first. Not only this but on meeting a school- mate,- Whom I did not particularly care for, a Wicked little thought 'Would Hash to my mind and on rushing up Would kindly ask her if she Wanted a ride. Delighted with t-he opportunity and thinking how kind I Was she Would spring to the saddle but fate did not favor her for in less than two minutes I was triumphantly, galloping away While she lay on the ground Where 16 THE LAUREL carefully trained Laddy had put her. I-Iad we not reason to be proud? It was one beautiful September morning at daybreak as Laddy and I stood on the slope of a lhill watching the sunrise, for in those days we were 'up before the sun. As the mist from the valley crept up, a purple haze enveloped the hills and the dusky-red streaks in the sky perfected the appearance of a vast eternal fire consuming the earth. Then suddenly tlhe sun burst forth in all its glory. The beauty and picturesqueness of this scene thrilled me and all I could do was to stroke my pet and say, H This is our great day for it means victory or defeat. How well he understood those words was doubtful. We were entered for a race that after- noon at the Fair. The time passed swiftly that morning and the next eventful hap- pening was tlhat the ponies were under the wire ready to race. The crowd was clamoring and 'betting as usual, but as I looked around I saw that a new, strange pony had entered. But Laddy, with his head erect, neck arched, ears pointed, and his wavy mane flying in the wind, pranced, feeling himself monarch of all. The signal was given and the ponies were off, Laddy and Uhe new one head to head. I encouraged, spoke sternly, and even whipped my pony and yet we were even. Was this to cause the downfall, the ruin of my hopes? No, never! I cried, and yet we were even. Shame, terror, and sorrow entered my mind. I began to think that I was not so big, important, or mighty and that there were others besides myself. At last tlhe end came when all my pride, superiority, and self-importance fell to humble insecurity for-I lost first place. Sylvia MCLd'ltg11fl'f7Z. YT My Eighth Grade Graduation Miss O'BR1EN was one of that rare type of women, who could speak without shout- ing and at all times keep her voice under control. She was a slim, tall, brown-haired per- son of an' extremely fine idea of how classes should be conducted and children treated. For days beforehand, slhe minutely coached us as to how we should walk for- ward, how, and say H Thank you, when they gave us our diploma. On the eventful morning we assembled, dressed all in white and with shining faces -due either to the newly born desire for cleanliness or lack of powder, 'hair won- derfully and fearfully frizzed-and more or less conspicuous as a whole. However as long as I'll live, never shall I forget one dress. It was a white organdy with ruffles, and all the necessary trim- ming to produce the effect of a doll, and being worn hy a plump girl, increased the idea. Another girl had a crepe dress, with real flowers on the shoulder, a girl of extraor- dinary good looks and who since has failed to see the need of education and discon- tinued the practice of going to school. Special mention must be made of the present President of our class, who on trhat day, was exhibiting his now famous grin and taking in everything whiclh was going on around. After graduation, everyone shook hands with us, wishing us well and offering many hints as to what our future life would amount to, now that we had progressed so far along the sea of educa- tion. When we finally went down to Luce's to have our pictures taken, it was a self- important group. I wondered, feeling that my mind was so far superior toimy associates, what un- told heights might I not reach. My castles were complete. I possessed the self-confidence of youth, whiclh is a wonderful thing. , Since then, my would-be assuredness, has been sadly routed by stern authority. Thelma Meisner. THE LAUREL 17 My First Day in High School THE spring after I graduated from grammar school, there was just one thing that filled my mind. I was to enter high school that fall. Everything went tlhrough my mind. I was scared and pleased both at the same time. When September came I equipped myself with new pencils, paper, pens and note books as all Freshmen do. Then that awful day arrived,-my first day in high school. Tfhe night before I could hardly sleep a wink, and in the morn- ing I could not sit still long enough to eat my breakfast. I thought this was the big- gest day in my life. I went to school about seven-thirty, I thinkg anyway, I guess I was the first one there. I waited and waited for ages it seemed. When the up- per classmen began to arrive CI don't want you to think I was self-consciousj, it seemed as if their eyes were centered on me all the time. Probably they didn't even see me. All I could see was staring eyes. I thought I must be some kind of a freak. VV'hen the door opened I went in but where I was going I didn't know. You know how green Freshmen are, and I was one of the greenest. Well everyone had gone some place and I finally perambulatccl around until I came to this immense room. It seemed to be the largest I had ever seen. I found out afterwards that it was the Assembly Hall. Of course everyone turned to look at me for I had come in late. First I felt as large as a giant then as small as a dwarf. I couldn't see a seat for the life of me. I started down the aisle. It seemed as if I were arms and legs. Suddenly a great voice said, 'A Well, hurry up and sit somewhere. I almost sat on the floor, for in my rush I stubbed my toe and somelhow got into a seat. That was over, and I was some glad but the worst was yet to come. We then made out our study plans. I got all mixed up as usual, and was spoken to about forty times in one minute for whispering. Finally we were told to pass to our first class. I didnit have the least idea where to go, and after wandering around the schoolhouse for about an hour fit seemed that long anywayj, I decided to go into the room where Uhe most intelligent looking people were, for I knew they would be Fresh- men. I opened a door and walked in, but I couldn't rememlber of ever seeing one face, but I stuck bravely and sat down. Every- one was smiling and laughing. Here I was the joke again. Gee! but I must be funny. So to help matters out I began to laugh. VVe all had a swell time laughing, the teacher included. Then she said very kindly, and I know now t1hat she was sorry for me, f' You two belong down in Room Fourg this is the Senior Latin Class. I looked around and found I was not alone in my madness, for there sat a red-haired boy, looking just as miserable as I felt. We left that room pretty quick. I wasn't alone now. I had a companion who was also in distress, to navigate around with me. That teacher had said Room Four, and I was just as much at sea as ever, but we got there just as the bell was ringing. I told the teacher that I had been delayed and she smiled and said that I would know where to go the next day After that I got into the right place somehow. Pure luck, I guess. One thing was bothering me very much. Someone had told me that we were going to get it when school let out. Of course I wasn't scared, just a little bit afraid of what those horrid Sophomores were going to do to us. When it came time to go home I filled my arms high with all tlhe books I had been given. For I had that high ambition all Freshmen have for the Iirst week. It 's too bad how we slump. Vwhen we were dismissed the principal told the Sophomores to stay, and maybe that wasn't some relief to us. That noon I couldn't eat dinner I was so eager to study those books I had brought home with me. That was the first and last time I ever had that desire. I studied all Uhe afternoon and 18 THE LAUREL long into the evening. The funny thing about it was, that the only lessons we had been given were to read the Introduction and look the book over. The introductions surely got some reading. I know every word, and the books got some going over. I had the best lesson the next day, I ever have had, or hope to have. Why, I would be a genius now if I had kept it up. Prob- ably I would be having Valedictory, and all the other class parts too. Clara Bell Russell. Peanut 4' PEANUT stayed with us two summers in all then lhe went to a boarding school. They were the summers the was nine and ten, just Sis's- age, and I was two years older. We had some fun those seasons and some of the awfullest fights too. But lights and all, there 's not a one of us, who, if we could spend a week of those summers within the next month, would throw up the chance. We were little ragmuHins and in the big shed chamber found a paradise. The Hoor was loose and uneven and there were big places in it where the planks were gone and we had to jump but we didn't mind. I've often thought since that those days must have been a trial indeed to my mother, rto see us up there hanging out over an abyss, of ten feet of more to the lower shed Hoof. We had a place fixed on Dad's old tool chest so we could get up there, there weren't any stairs and a lad- der we couldn't lift, but the arrangement we had 'was unique. A series of old boxes in diminishing sizes-one on top of the other made up the stairway to our celestial domain. Up there we held pow-wows, built bridges, and had Arabian Nights' Entertainments. Dad stored the sleds and sleighs up tlhere too, raising them by means of pulleys, and when we played Hide and Seek , that game eternal, we had the most precarious places lying on the rafters and the most invisible was under a sleigh seat. Poor Peanut ! He would run all over the barnyard and through the big barn while we were securely lhid in the shed attic. Sis had brains for devising means of escape and worked out a plan of a concealed exit where we went out through our old window and dropped to the ground about five feet from the goal. But 'K Peanut caught on to that one and we could only work it by intense coopera- tion and cleverness. Gnce I remember quite well Peanut tried to work that gag himself and got caught on a big spike. His clot'hes couldn't have been very good material be- cause they gave way with that funny tear- ing and squeaking sound and he went on his face in the grass. A little thing like clothes couldn't hinder his fall but then it never lhindered any of us. We 'wore any- thing that served the purpose of covering modesty. There 's an old black coat, it 's in my 'K play trunk now I think, that I used to wear. It was of coarse weave and big black and white check and when it be- gan to grow cold at dusk Mother would call to us to come and puft something on if we wanted to play out any more. We 'd all rush for that coat and the victor in the fray wore it as a trophy while the other two mourned in a brown ulster and old grey sweater. The beauty of the coat at- tracted us. We called it beauty then, now it would be K' striking appearance . That coat has been used for everything from carrying hay to makesfhift tents. Tents! Thereby we three wasted precious time draping tree limbs, rake handles and cart tongues. A precious car- pet of doubtful age and color, became in this sport, priceless. It was one day Arabian, the next Boy Scout, then perhaps Indian or Romany. Tent styles intrigued Sis then even more than 'hat styles now. And Peanut reveled in tents, too. An- other weakness of Peanut's was old bottles . fIf antiques are still the vogue ten years from now, Peanut will be one THE LAUREL 19 of the foremost dealers without doubtj In the cook-room was a collection of bot- tles-horse liniment, axle grease, rat poi- son, benzine and countless other varieties which if they were Whole today would be of value. This was one of Peanut's shrines and one would have laughed to see him so seriously arranging bottles in strange and varied order. But those weren't all days of sunshine. VVe saw sorrow here and there. I remem- ber a small bluislh volume of faintly printed words by Alice Cary. We shed many tears of sadness and sympathy over her touching poems. One I remember dis- tinctly as going something like this: We laid her away for her last long rest, A bunch of violets clasped on her breast, 'A I.ily to Godf the Minister said, As weeping he gazed on her golden head. Parts of this nature 'we would mourn over but what really broke our young hearts was the terrible tragedies of 'tThe Man with the Stone Heart and tihe story of the broken-hearted lady who died all alone on a stormy night in February. Yes, we knew the pangs of deepest sorrow Cnot fatal, howeverj as 'well as the child- ish fun of unreality. Olive Weeks. sENloRs Class Officers Peter Mills President Kathryn Spinney Secretary-Treasurer Class Parts Honor parts have been awarded in tihe graduating class as follows: Valeclicfory Ella Huff Salufaiory Arlyne Clark Class Hislory Marjorie Spinney Oralion Helen Weeks Address fo Una'e1'g1'aduates Olive Weeks Class Will Marvin Stevens Class Praplzecy Lydia McCully and Lewis Webber Essays Kathryn Spinney and Medora Hogan lJ1'USC1'Lfdfl07'Z of Gifts Annette Hutchinson and Dorothy Lane Class Colors Green and Gold Class Motto In limine -7 N 20 THE LAUREL CLASS REUNION IN 1940 GOT a letter the other day Asking me to come and stay In Farmington, a little while, When I read it I had to smile, For what could be better than to see My classmates, as they used to be. I was happy all that day And very soon I was on my way To Farmington, that little station Where I received my education. That evening we met in Music Hall And there we held a Reunion Ball. There were my classmates-each and all, All back home for that lovely ball. To me they all seemed just the same Although some had changed their names. When we told of the last ten years There were many laughs, and very few tears. Peter, our president, now had charge Of a business firm, and a family large. Stevens and Stevens, Merry and Hobbs VVere all very busy on very hard jobs, Russell and Meisner were nursing back health, Gagne and Hamlin were piling up wealth. Neal was now an Air Mail Flyer, Voter 'd become Arbo's chief buyer. Sturtevant furnished the town with lights, Hamlin's movies kept people up nights. The town's new baker was Lewis Webber, Sylvia was known as Mrs. Webber. I was surprised to see 'A Clark's Beauty Shoppe, Come right in, donlt stop to knock. Beedy the artist, attended our functiong lVilliams was teaching down at Leeds Junction. Richards and Russell, McCully and Lane, Each of these girls had a new name. Annette and Mae had homes of their own. Buker and Weeks were living alone, Mannock and Durrell, Russell and Huff, NVere teaching school and had money enough. Olive was busy delivering orations, Francis announced for a broadcasting station. VVhat do you think had become of Miss Hogan? She made money thinking up slogans. Kathryn Spinney, the girl called K Was writing books. They're good, they say. This concludes this little rhyme About the Class of 229. Marjorie Spinuey, 129, 15 ,4: X- sage or e xyf x, , ' 11' f ,-' XY! ELIZABETH BUKER T H E L A U R E L College Preparatory 'K BETTY Motto: Mode'sty is a virtue. Fair Committee, 1-2-3-4g Chorus, 1-2-3-45 Shirley in Hold That Line, Jimmyf' 35 H Garden of the Shah Chorus, 33 Junior Speaking Finals, 35 Dramatic Club, 45 Glee Club, 45 Freshman Reception, 4g Basketball Manager, 4g VVinter Sports, 4g Tulip Time Chorus, 43 Student Government Committee, 4. Hang sorrow, care will kill o eat, and therefore let 's be merry. ARLYNE CLARK College Preparatory TUB BY H Motto: Music has its charm. Music, l-2-3-45 Fair Committee, l-2-3-45 Dramatic Club, 43 Pianist, 'A Tulip Timef' 45 1' The Garden of the Shah Chorus, 3, Glee Club, 45 Collegiate,'J 4, LAUREL, 4. She 's little but - O rny! DOROTHY DURRELL Motto : Dramatic Club, 4. Live as though life EDVVARD GAGNE Motto ,sz General if DOT U To err is human, To forgive divine. were earnest, and life will be so. College Preparatory EDDIE I live to argue, Music, 1-2-3-4, Debating, 1-2g Room Clerk, 33 Garden of the Shahl' Chorus, 35 H Hold That Line, Jimmy, 3g Dramatic Club, fl. His ability to act wise and really know 'nothing is great. THE LAUREL KENNETH HAMLIN General KA' 71 Motto: 'ADO what you think is right regardless of the other fellow. Winter Sports, 1-2-3-4, Debating, 1-23 Dramatic Club, 4. He 'll make some woman a good housekeeper. NORRIS HAMLIN General H GRAMP Motto: Do just what you have to and leave the rest for to- morrow, Junior Speaking, 2nd prize, Orchestra, 45 Dramatic Club, 4. The kid knows his xml?-he's two-thirds smart. GEORGE HOBBS Commercial Motto: Hlt is not good for woman to be alone. Junior Prom Committeeg Fair Committee, l-2-3-43 Collegi- ate, 45 Freshman Reception Committeeg Y. M. S. C., 4. It is easier to get into H. S. than to get own- MEDORA HOGAN College Preparatory Motto: I must be different Clch Dienj. Orchestra, 1-2-3-45 Chorus, 1-2-3445 Debating, l-2-43 De- bating Team, 4g Manager VVinter Sports, 45 Dramatic Club, 45 Glee Club, 45 LAUREL, 3-4g Violin Accompanist, Tulip Time, 4. Those who put forth an effort gain much. T H E L A U R E L ELLA HUFF College Preparatory HSHRIMPH Motto: To be and not merely seem. Chorus, 1-2-3-45 Debating, lg Hockey, 2-33 Dramatic Club, 4, Glee Club, 45 Valedictory. I prefer to belong to the intellectual rather than to the numerical majority. ANNETTE HUrcH1NsoN Commercial GEORGE Motto: What I must do is all that concerns me, not what the people think. Chorus, l-2-3-43 Fair Committee, 25 Y. M. S. C.g Typewrit- ing Contest, 3-43 Shorthand Contest, 4, Presentation of Gifts, 4. It is vain to be always looking toward the fntnre and never acting toward it. 0 TVTAE KERSHNER Commercial Motto: t'Do that which is assigned me, and I cannot hope too much or dare too much, Chorus, l-2-3-45 Girls' Glee Club, lg Y. M. S. C., 4: Type- writing Contest, 3-45 Shorthand Contest, 4. A friend is worth all hazards we can run, DOROTHY LANE Commercial Motto: To travel and drink deeply of the wine of lifefl Chorus, l-2-3-4: Debating Club, 1: Fair, 1-2-3-45 Freshman Reception, 1-4, Hallowe'en Party, 2-3: Typewriting Contest, 3-43 Shorthand Contest, 45 Y. M, S. C., 4. The 1n1'la'est manners and the gentlest heart. T H E L A U R E L LYDIA MCCULLY College Preparatory cr .vi Motto: I have a mind of my ownf, Orchestra, 1-2, Chorus, 1, LAUREL, 2. A mind serene for contemplation. SYLVIA MCLAUGHLIN College Preparatory if SYL U Motto: U Variety is the spice of life. Chorus, 1-2-3, Fair, 1-4, lst in Junior Speaking, Track Team, 35 Basketball, 3-43 Freshman Reception, 4: Captain Basketball, 4, Winter Sports Team, 4, Debating Team, 4, LAUREL Board, 4, Dramatic Club, 4, Collegiate, 4. As a writer she 'd make good, As a honrewife she'd make good, As a singer- MARY HELENE MANOCK General 'I BUNNY Motto: Liver and be merry. Dramatic Club, 4: Tulip Time Chorus, 45 Hockey, 1-25 Chorus, 1-2-3-4, Glee Club, 4. 'I Yon can never plan the fntnre by the pastff THELMA NiEISNER Col-lege Preparatory rr 1: Motto: Sinning isn't doing things, but getting found out. Hockey, 1-2: Fair Committee, 3, Prom Committee, 35 Dra- matic Club, 4: LAUREL, 45 Debating Team, 3. 'Condemn the fanlt and not the actor of it. T H E L A U R E L CLINTON MERRY Commercial CLINT Motto-1 VVhy take life seriously? W'e'll never get thru it alive. Y. M. S. C., 3-45 Typewriting Certificates, 43 Orchestra, 2-3. It takes the Irish to beat the Dutch. PETER NIILLS College Preparatory ff PETE Motto: You 'll find that you will recover from fate's hardest slam if you never say die. Say -l Class President, 1-2-3-4, Baseball, l-2-3-4, Football, 1-2-3-4, Captain Football, 45 Basketball, 2-3-45 Track, 25 Debating, 1-2-3-45 Junior Speaking, lst prizeg Editor of LAUREL, 4, Representative to Colby Interscholastic Oratorical Contest, 4, Business Manager, 33 Debating Team, 3-4. Speech is silver--but silence is golden. FRANcEs NIORRELL General CLEO Motto: Never give up when trials come. Orchestra, l-2-3-4g Chorus, 1-2-3-45 Manager of Girls' Bas- ketball, 35 Neobeh in Garden of the Shah 5 Junior Speaking Finals, LAUREL, 3-4, Collegiate, 4, Anna in Tulip Tirnef' 4g Dramatic Club, 4, Glee Club, 45 Pres. of Magazine Contest, 4. Vessels large may venture more, Little boats shoula' keep near shore. ARTHUR NEAL Commercial it LON ,. Motto: A' Never trouble trouble till trouble troubles you. Football, 43 Manager of Basketball, 45 Orchestra, 1-2-3-45 Y. M. S. C., 4. As many men so many mindsg every one his own way. T H E L A U R E L ETHELYN RICHARDS General if ET v Motto: Men may come and men may go, But I go on forever. Ari Oracle of Modes. CLARA BELLE RUSSELL College Preparatory CLAIRE Motto: Nothing is pleasant that is not spiced with variety. Fair Committee, 1-2-3-4, Chairman, 3-4, Chairman Junior Prom, 35 Garden of they Shah Chorus, 35 Basketball, 45 Field Hockey, 3, Chorus, 1-2-3-43 Glee Club, lg Room Chair- man, 2-4. Our youth we can find by today, we can always jimi time to grow old. IRMA RUSSELL College Preparatory A' EMMA Motto: 'A What 's the use of worrying? It never was worth while. Chorus, 1-2-3-4, Fair Committee, 1-2-3-4: Room Chairman, 4: Dramatic Club, 4. Modesty is a guard to virtue. KATHRYN SPINNEY General c:Ku Motto: Where ignorance is bliss 'Tis folly to be Wise. Chorus, 1-2-3-45 Class Secretary and Treasurer, 1-2-3-4: Dramatic Club, 4. She asks no favors and shirks no responsibllilyf' T H E L A U R E L MARJORIE SPINNEY Commercial rx u Motto: f'Better late than never. Beautiful behavior is the fin-est of fine arts. MARVIN STEVENS General 1' STEVE Motto: Take life as it comes. Chorus, 1-2-3-45 Winter Sports, l-2-45 Baseball, 2-4. Man delights not me, no nor women either. MILBURN STEVENS Commercial STEVE Motto: Life is a jest and all things show it, l thought so once, and now I know it. Football, 3-45 Treasurer Y. M. S. C., 4g Basketball, 3. It is one thing to be tempted, another to fall. FRANCLS STURTEVANT General PEACHES Motto: t'To be wise be content to learn. Football, 45 LAUREL, 4. Blushing is the color of virtue. T H E L A U R E L HAROLD STEWART General USTEWU Motto: He also serves who only stands and waitsf, Fair Committee, 1-2-3-45 Basketball, 4g Junior Prom, 3. Without assuming and fussing my life is just one blank thing after another. ELLA VOTER Commercial HALF PINT Motto: When it comes true you 'll know it. Chorus, l-2-3-4g Y. M. S. C., 43 Fair Committee, 2-3. Sweetness, truth, and every grace Is read distinctly in her face. LEWIS WEBBER College Preparatory BLONDIE Motto: 4' At first you don't succeed try something else-. Football, 4g Basketball, 35 Captain, 4, Baseball, 3-4, Dra- matic Club Pres., 4. He generally finishes what he starts out to do. When does he start? U HELEN VVILLMA WEEKS College Preparatory HPETEU Motto: i'Strive and thrive. Chorus, l-2-3-4, Fair Committee, 35 Dramatic Club, 43 Glee Club, lg Room Chairman, 45 Tulip Time, 45 Class Oration. A good student and a good Sport. T H E L A.U R E L OLIVE CALPURNIA WEEKS College Preparatory TOMMY I' Motto: While I breathe I hopefl Chorus, 1-2-3-45 Fair Committee, 3-45 'A Garden of the Shahf, 35 Collegiate, 43 LAUREL, 3-4g H Tulip Timef, 45 Debate Team, 3-45 Essay Contest, Ist prize, 3-45 Address to Under- graduates. Think not thy 'word and thine alone must be right. THELMA WILLIAMS General Motto: Nothing is so bad But it might be worse. Glee Club, 25 Chorus, 1-2-3-45 Dramatic Club, 4. Let our lives be pure as snowfelds Where our footsteps leave a mark but not a stain. 25-Ru if Wlificlls' ,gg Q, - I 'Qs - . -+,,:-42' I r I-. X x ', -L ' ' ,, 1 S ' ' f. -sv .- was I y' , 30 THE LAUREL JUNIOR CLASS JUNIOR CLASS Rosy red will be the world A ll the ways and streets begirled- Yet again for brow becurled. Fairest gold will be the sea, Richest purple boat of glee, A nglers keen for sharks they see Nodding surges dancing free, Clean as clean will be the deck, Ether blue and ne'er a wreck- So when power will sail and beck. Oh, how grand will be the stage, Lively evlry mirth or rage, Instantaneous ev'ry wage, Villian, hero, both will page- E 'er for art in any age. Light will be the earthly joys, A ll things music, nothing noise, Up and mended broken toys Rollick all the merry boys- After comes the smile of poise. A ll four brilliant corners those Not to mention six long rows D oing each so well he crows. Out upon the world of life They are peering wonder-rife, Here a Junior, there a one, Each about to see the sun, R unning fast to try their wings S o to see a bit of things. Mr. Gilman.. Walter S argent Elliot T Hodgkins Myrton N U te D onnell Ryan Clinton I ngraham Le O Campbell A U brey Parker H James Mo S her Donald F rederick Milton D E ane Lloyd Argy L e ,Tohn Cal L ahan Carr O ll Hines Leo He W ey Harold Stewart FAVORITE FAVORITE NAME FAVORITE SAYING NICKNAME HANGOUT OCCUPATION Olive Whitney Well, I like that! Abbie Across the railroad Squabbling crossing Frances Weathern Gosh darn it! Fran Movie Theatre Chewing gum Dorothy Haines Good grief and con- Dot Weeks Mills Writing letters science ! Maxine Cook Ain't that funny! Mac Ames Corner Club meetings Adrie Barrows Whoopee! Ad Temple Telling Stories! Dorothea Hodgkins Oh! Boy! Dory or Where she hangs Acting! Dot her hat Frances Wright By Cookie! Sis Haines Landing Studying Carolyn McCully Oh dear, that wouldn't Cal At home Doing French be right! Donnell Ryan Close your face! Ikey Magoni's Store Driving his car Florence Adams Oh Reverend! Flip Strong Studying Bible Vivian Russell Oh Eddie! K' Viv New Sharon Being good Harold Stewart Oh Hang it! Stewart Normal Dorm. Chewing matches Hazel Bryant Hollio! Shrimp Murray Hall Walking on stilts Beryl Flood Sweet man! Floody School Dancing John Callahan What I mean! Jack Magoni's Store Athletics Ernestine Small Here I am! Ernie Carvill and Small's Christian Endeavor THE LAUREL 31 SINCE so many girls in the Junior Class are such stars at skating the following names 'have been suggested for a hockey team: .. ..... Hazel Bryant .. ...... Adrie Barrows . . Frances Weathern Puck ...,.,. Left defence Right defence . Center ...... .. Gertrude Tibbetts Left wing . . . . . . ...... Helen Gould Goal ...... .............. O live Whitney TT' STATISTICS IN JUNIOR CLASS Prettiest girl-Ida Merry. Prettiest boy-Donald Frederick. Best bluffer-Frances Weathern. Most popular- Gordon Bragg. Most cheerful-Leo Hewey. Most dramatic - Olive Whitney. Most studious-Elliott Hodgkins. Noisiest - Carolyn McCully. Most dignified-Milton Deane. Class vampire - Ruth Weymouth. Cleverest - Dorothy Haines. Huskiest - Adrie Barrows. Squarest-Maxine Cook. Tallest - Hazel Bryant. Shortest - Helen Gould. Thinnest-Myrton Nute. Fattest-Carroll Hines. The class Romeo and Juliet-Leo Campbell and Helen Gould. WHAT D0 THEY THINK OF IN STUDY HALL? Donnell Ryan-Wonder if she knows I 'm chewing gum? Florence Adams-Giving Glen Hobbs his dancing lesson last nigfht and her now aching toes. Ellen Bunnell-Fairbanks Friday Night Social. Walter Sargent-I wonder if my -hair is on straight. Thelma Craig-Oh! That rank card!! Ernestine Small-I wonder if I ever make myself heard. Clinton Ingraham-How to catch her eye. Beryl Flood - A D i v i n e Comedy, Dante . Vivian Russell-Suppose I'll catch Uhat trolley for New Sharon? Dorothy Haines-Oh! what 's the use of studying anyway! Wonder if my let- ter is home? James Mosher-Winning the broad jump from Mosher Hill to F. H. S. 'YTD' EXTRACT FROM THE JUNIOR DIARY MONDAY: Because of a special request from Laura Lambert a new society came into existence. This is called 'Ullhe Fast Chewers of Spearmintn. Only those who are excelled in the art are allowed to he members. Therefore there is no hope for Frances Weathern until she takes lessons from Laura in chewing gum. Tuesday: Sad catastrophe occurred. Mr. Gilman changed Ella Voter's and Donald Frederick's desks. Ella has hired a note deliverer and also has bought a broadcasting outfit, hence Donald is still well informed. It is hoped the note de- liverer will be more careful in the future and not drop any more notes in the cor- ridor. Wednesday: Junior Class Meeting called. Business Meeting consisting of a charity act. This was to buy some leather heels for Walter Sargent's shoes so we can hear 'his approach and also so he will stop slipping all over the Hoor. Thursday: Special session after school! Milton Deane decided that he would turn radio announcer with the result that Mr. Gilman felt it was too much for his ears. Elliott Hodgkins according to rumor is still being coached by Coach Dinsmore for high jumping Cin chemistryj. Friday: General Assembly. juniors furnished the program which consisted of a vocal solo by Maxine Cook, a ballet dance by Helen Gould and Clyde Taylor, jewsharp solo by Dorothea Hodgkins, and a selection, Asleep in the Deep, ren- dered by boys' quartet composed of Myr- ton Nute, James Mosher, Carroll Hines, and Leo Hewey. 32 THE LAUREL SOPHOMORE CLASS THE SOPHOMORE. ALPHABET OPHOMORES are we and renowned for our fame, So to teachers and schoolmates we now will proclaim. A is for Arthur so bashful he seems, But in unguarded moments he sure is a scream. B's for Birdena, unbashful coquette, Beware of her, boys, she will get you yet. C is for Clayton, our class heavy weight, He touches the scales at one CH forty-eight. D is for Dorothy, Donald and Doyen. Always forgetting the treasurer's coin . E is for Eleanor from old Porter Hill, When not at school she is sure to be ill. F for Francena, our skilled roller skater, At Livermore Falls not a skater can mate her. G is for Glendon, our active big brain, More knowledge in English he never will gain. H is for Herbert, the cigarette fan, If he doesn't smoke less he will ne'er be a man. I is for Ingraham, Delphine you know, Modest and quiet and always just so. J is for jackson, our president stern, From him many lessons in business we learn. K is for Kitty, the Geometry queen, Reciting propositions she never is seen. L is for Leigh with his sweet, winning smile, Who walks with his girl full many a mile. M is for Mary with blue eyes so fair, In all the work going she does her full share. N is for Norma, our heroine bold, Man-hater always Cshe saysj till she 's old. O is for Otis and her chestnut steed, XVhich jogs along at his very own speed. P is for Peggy, our gum devotee, Hlt helps me to study, she says, don't you see? 'I Q is for Questions that always arise, When we are old we 'll be noble and wise. R is for Robert who 's sprouting his wings, VVhen he is happy he merrily sings. S is for Snookums , a bashful young maid, lVhen with the boys, she is always afraid. T is for Thompson. our big football star, For his virtue and valor he 's known near and far. U is for us, meaning Sophomores gay, Our work is most over so soon we will play. V is for Virlie, whose last name is Ranger, She tries to look out for all trouble and danger. Wis for VValter, our class dumbbellf?j, He gets such lowC FJ rank, he 's ashamed to tell. X for X-ertion we waste on our work, lVe'd be far happier, if we should shirk. Y is for You and all the rest, All striving now to do your best. Z is for Zeal, that we must soon apply For we shall be Juniors by and by. The end of our Sophomore year now draws near, VVe hope that we all will be Juniors next year. 'il 4:1-ui -gig 1 'P SZ'--f ' 1 QA k Mix l PM M6 .pid-i' :Fair Q' - 4.5 rg? Nfl ' EEG. 4-4. 55' . I 4 ' , 5 4 s 1 4. A' ,L.. fs-rl THE LAUREL 33 Sophomore Review Vol. I- No. 20 VVed., March 8, 1940 Famous Toe Dancer Breaks Leg On Eve of Wedding Day Peggy Parker, who has been making a great hit with the stage lovers of New York, fell yesterday while practising for her last appearance before the public as a famous toe dancer. Miss Parker slipped on a ba- mania skin and was taken im- mediately to a hospital where she was cared for by her physi- cian, Dr. Walter Luce. It was stated that she could not return for a few days due to the fact that her fiance, Mr. Herbert Preston, chauffeur of Mrs. Donald Pierce, the former Miss Ruth Moody. could not leave for more than an hour at a time. Plans were made for the young couple to be united in matrimony today by the Rev- erend Clayton Smith but on ac- count of the banana skin the services will be held at the hos- pital tomorrow at nine o'clock. Miss Brightman Undergoes Serious Operation Miss Brightman who for many years has been bothered by her knees showing under- went a serious operation yes- terday at the Franklin County Memorial Hospital, where she had her knees lifted. It is re- ported that her condition is favorable. Famous Coach from Harvard Albert Thompson, famous football coach at Harvard, is spending a few days' vacation at his home. Notice To Whom lt May Concern: I hereby announce that I will not be responsible for any debts whatsoever contracted by my wife, the former Kitty Garrish. Harold Kempton. Want Ads. WANTED: Charlotte Robbins' red hair. -Dorothy Parker. A job as a rich man's stenographer. - Barbara Hem- inway. A fat reducer.-Pat Hall. A reliable chaperon.-Bin dena Caine. A position in l3ragg's Jazz Orchestra. - Doris Butterfield. A rain-beau to hold my um- brella.-Velma Smith. A position as a geometry teacher. - Kitty Garrish. Lost and Found Losrz My heart somewhere between my home and Chester- ville Grange Hall. VVill finder please return to Velma Smith, Chesterrille, Maine? Losrz My girlish figure.- Elodia Nickerson. LOST! My smile, rather small and out of practice. If found, return to Raymond Storer, Farmington, Maine. FOUND: Someone's girlish laughter Cbetween 4 and 5 P. MJ found Hoating through the air. Will owner please claim lost property which is at pres- ent at 21 Peanut Ave. World Famous Opera Singer Dies in Old Home Town Madame Isadora, in private life Christine Luce, passed away in her old home town late Tuesday afternoon after a pro- longed sickness caused by indi- gestion from which she has suffered since High School days. She was born in Farm- ington, March 1, 1913, daugh- ter of Mr. and Mrs. Charlton Luce, and was early recognized as having considerable talent. After graduating from Farm- ington High School she studied many years in Paris under the noted Frances Morrell. Begin- ning her career in the musical c 0 m e d y, Collegiates , in which she had a minor role, she has risen to gi-and opera, her latest success being the re- nowned opera, Tulip Time . Funeral services will be held at her home on Friday. Former Farmington Student is Made Queen of Roller Skaters Miss Francena Wilbur, for- merly of Farmington, was re- cently crowned Queen of Roller Skaters , at the exclu- sive Jack O'Lantern Ball- room. Long Standing Ski Jump Record Broken Ardeen Merchant, fo r ni e r student of Farmington High School and member of re- nowned Winter Sports' team, broke ski jump record at Fair- banks yesterday. 34 THE LAUREL MADELYN RICHARDS Teacher of VTCTROLA PLAYING Rates EF .10 per hour Plume 150-3R HELEN VOTER Teacher of s TA R E o L o G Y Free Demonstrations Given OFFLC15 HOURS 8 :30-12 :OO 1 130-3 130 Phone 209-V.H. DR. NORMA LUCE Physician and Surgeon Broken Hearts a Specialty E. HARDY SL COMPANY Dealers in LJFFICE Hooks Perfumes 9 :UU-12 100 1100-5 100 Paris New York Phone 145-3 DORIS BUTTERFIELD Teacher of E L O C U T I O N O1fF1cE Hooks 2 :OO-4:00 Phone 250-4 LOST! STRAYED, OR STOLEN AN HAH Finder Please Return to M I S S W I T M E R For The Sophs. Will 'Need Them ! THE STARDOM Playing This Week Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday GEORGE DOYEN, IR. in 'A Son of the Sheik Thursday, Friday and Saturday BIRDENA CAINE in 'Ulihe Flirt THE LAUREL IMAGINE W FRESHMAN CLASS Leigh Morton-With his French vo- CLASS OF 1932 caliulary. wi o ' wil i 1 -- OM A dry tlbw- l mu ,a 655011. Prc'.r1'dent James Small MM1011 Fellows - B01Sfer0uS- Lfife-Pmfdvni Laura Leavitt Fred Jackson--Not tardy. 3ef e'f '3' 4 Alice Ryan V i , , Treasiwer Sayward Ross Walter Luce-Getting below 90 in any- ASH Treasurer Vemard Russell thing. Christine Luce-Not talking. Norma Luce-With a French lesson. Katherine Gerrish-With a Geometry Class Colors Cerise and White HONOR ROLL lesson' TT Clifford Oliver Stanley Keene Philip Hines James Small ADVICE T0 Sayward Ross Mildred Hagerstrom l Gladys Brightman-Look out for the To THE FRESHMEN Joys. Robert White - Grow up. Glendon Smith-Do your own French. Eleanor Larcom-Hang on to your shoes from Brazil. Virlie Ranger- Stand up and grow tall. Katherine Gerrish-The same as to Gladys Brightman. ERE 'S to the jolly Freshmen, The class of '32, Who are always with you, on the top In everything you do. From '28 to '32 We 'll be in Farmington High And we'll always be at our very best, If we but only try. ' Eloise McGary, ,32 lm xx' X wif: s my 0,4 a 1603:- ,J J. 'i-...cgi ?!' 5:-gi' fss l l l 2 , -4. 5.7- ffl ' Y , f' In ,pP Ln IQ' ,i 10.11 V ' CjUR LITERARY ACQUAINTANC 'Q L4!i! 4a20LamtZ,- 'wfafv f6lf2Q'772Js9C0!LH 40016 XWWQOZ KNAVE 1 041 FOOL! 19 THE LAUREL 37 BOTTOM HIMSELF HE whole city of Athens has been celebrating the marriage of our Duke, Theseuus, and his buxom bride of t-he Amazons. Our play was chosen as I thought it would be. tl 'm pretty goodj We met at Peter Quinee's house. I-Ie was the director. NVe had quite a lot of trouble about the parts because I couldn't decide which I wanted most, Peter Quince linally assigned me Pyramus, saying I was the only man in Athens that could play that part. VVhile rehearsing at the Duke's Oak I had a most wonderful experience. It hap- pened when I came in with the cue , 'A If I were fair, Thisby, I were only thine. They all screamed that they were haunted and ran in all directions. I couldn't make out what was the matter to save my soul. Finally Snout returned and said, O Bottom, thou art changed! What do I see on thee? You see an ass's head of your own, I snapped. Then Peter Quince came back and said, 91 Bless thee, Bottom! thou art trans- lated. Of course.I saw they were making sport of me so I played the hero and paced up and songs- The onsel-cock so black of hue. II wanted them to know they hadn't frightened me any.j Then-the tiniest down singing one of our latest and most enchanting creature approached me. She was enraptured by my music and wished me to sing some more. She told me she was- entranced with my beauty. lI 've always known I was handsomej I wanted to go but she said, Not so! You must stay and keep me company. Her attendants fed me the most delicious and tasty food such as honey, dewberries and purple grapes. They were courteous and waited on me at my bidding. I ordered music and the fair lady and I fell asleep in each other's arms lulled by the sweet tunes. But it was all a dream, for suddenly I realized none of my fellow players or the beautiful lady were near. I 'hurried to Athens, post haste to Peter Quince's. I found they were about to give up the play because I wasn't there. But as luck would have it Snug arrived just then with the grand news that our play was chosen. I hustled them around in great style. I cau- tioned Thisby that she must have clean linens. tFlute is not any too neat.j I or- dered Snout not to cut his nails. QThe stupid fellow would not have thought that the Lion needed long nails.j And as a last word I especially cautioned tfhem about eating' garlic or onions for they must not have ill-smelling breaths. fIf anything would be an offense to Theseus and especially Hippolyta it would be thatj VVith these preparations we arrived at the palace and were brought before Theseus with a Hourislh of bugles. I Mildred Hagersfrom, 132. ll WAMBA AMBA, the court jester of Cedric the Saxon, was no ordinary fool. As Gurth, his boon companion, said, I never could discover whether he were most knave or fool, Let us watch Wamba at Rotherwood, the hall of 'his master, Cedric, and on some of his adventures. Wamba and Gurth have been out all day tending Cedric's porkers. They are late in returning and Cedric is -becoming im- patient. They enter the hall to find Cedric entertaining some wayfaring churchmen of England. 'VVamba is dressed in a jacket of bright purple 'hue, upon which fantastic yellow ornaments have been painted. A short yellow cloak is added to the jacket, which reaches about halfway down his thigh. It is made of cloth trimmed with yellow, and is muefh soiled by constant use. Silver bracelets adorn his arms, and a collar of the same material bearing an inscription, is about his neck. A hat with a small bell 38 THE LAUREL attached is the insignia of his honorable olhce Wamba and Gurth stand, a little fright- ened, before Cedric. Their lord asks after the lherd, which Gurth says is 'safe in the yard. Cedric threatens Gurth with im- prisonment the next time he is late. Wam- ba, taking up the cudgels for Gurth says, First tell me, is it reasonable to punish one person for the fault of another? Certainly not, fool,' answered Cedric. Then why s'hould Gurth be blamed be- cause Fangs, the dog, failed to get them to- gether on time? questioned Wamba. 'I Then hang Fangs, and get another dog, answered Cedric, shortly. But it is no fault of Fangs, because his foreclaws have been cut by Hubert the warden, for chasing deer, promptly an- swered Wamba, Hthat makes him slow. H Go to your places, not another word, answered Cedric. As they are about to eat, a servant an- nounces the coming of a jew. Let Gurth do thine ofhce, Oswald. HA iswineherd is a Ht usher to a Jew, answered Wamba. The churchmen cross themselves and voice disapproval of his presence. H By my faith, says VVamba, it seems the churchmen love the Jews for their money and not for their company. Whereupon Cedric informs Wamba that the Jew shall sit with him. Instantly the nimble-witted VVamba picks up a gammon of bacon and shouts, The fool will take care to erect a bulwark against the knave ! We will now see Wamba in his several adventures abroad. Cedric, with a party, attends the tournament at Ashby. The crowd is assembled to watch the archers. Prince john gives the Jew' a seat among the Saxons who object greatly. The Prince dares anyone to touch the Jew while taking his seat. Wainba impishly swings 'his wooden sword over the ,Jew's head, con- fusing him and causing him to stumble and roll down the gallery steps to the great amusement of the Saxon churls. After this, the Jew is given a front seat and Wamba is heard to remark, Knave upon churl were worse but jew upon bacon, worst of alll Although Wamlaa is thus an impish clout, he is still at the fore, when need arises. On the wlay home from this same tournament, the party is beset by thieves. It is a surprise attack and all but Wannba overpowered. He fights manfully, Hays the thieves with their own clubs and es- capes, to later ask entrance at the castle in the guise of a friar. He thus gains admis- sion, changes clothes with his master Ced- ric and tlhe latter is freed to gather a rescu- ing party. In 'the end his king, Richard of the Lion Heart, himself is saved from be- ing overfpowered by the numbers of the traitor Fitzurfse, by the rascally Wamba who seizes Robin Hood's silver bugle from the king's belt and calls the H Merry Men U. TT' BILLY BONES - HIS BOOK HE following notes are cited from significant pages in Billy Bones' book. The-se date from the day before 'his arrival a-t the 'I Admiral Benibowf' the inn kept by Jim Hawkins' mother, to the day before his death. November 29, 1757-There is too much at stake to risk remaining in Bristol. I might run across one of Flint's men any minute. I am not afraid of Barbecue or any of the others but I cannot hold out against them all. The dirty, thieving, water rats are not satisfied with their share but must have mine! Tomorrow 'I'll End some port 'where they 'will never think to look for me. November 30, 1757'-Well, I guess old Billy's outwitted them beggars this time. I've taken lodging at the Admiral Ben- boW , a little country inn on the coast road from Bristol. Who 'd look for the mate of the Walrus in such a quiet place? THE LAUREL 39 The inn keeper says few sailors stop here. There is a high cliff nearby overlooking the sea. just tfhe place for to watch ships off. December 26, 1757-By the powers! but I never thought I'd let a landlubiber cock his hat athwart my hawse! This is how it came about. In the evenings I generally make the chickenJhearted country folks sing with me or listen to my stories. When I clapped my hands for silence last night everyone stopped talking except a certain swab named Dr. Livsey. I threatened to pin him to the wall with my clasp-knife but he didn't frighten and so I had to buckle down to that lubber. I would have killed him on the spot if I didn't have to keep under cover for a while longer. By thunder! I wish I had him aboard the Walrus! December 27, 1757-I gave Iim Haw- kins a silver fourpenny to watch for Bar- becue. His father wanted some money for my board today but I stared him out of the room. This is a good berth for me, plenty of rum and three square meals a day. December 30, 1757--I3arbecue has found me out! Black Dog came today. VVhen I came back from the cliff he was waiting for me. He told me I'd have to share with them or they 'd give me the 'A Black Spot! Then we had a fight and he ran. I was right at his heels and would have split him to the chin if the big sign- board of the Admiral Benbown hadn't stopped the blow. I may get tlhe Black Spot any minute now! Hut you just wait! I've got another shot up my sleeve! I'll do them yet! Philip Hilzm, '32, TT THE MAlRINER'S 'PALE N Ancient Mariner, gray and stooped with age, stood without a garden wall listening to the strains of music and dancing from a wedding within. The guests were arrivedg the feast was setg all was joyous anticipation. Suddenly a belated gallant came hurriedly up the patlh and the Ancient Mariner stretched forth his long and skinny hand to stay him. 'I Peace to thee, thou Wedding-Guest! It has been many a long year since I have rejoiced and made merry. My guilt again comes over me and I must tell my tale to thee. Hold off! unlhand me, grey-bearded loon! spake the terrified VVedding-Guest. But t'he Mariner had his will and held him with his long and skinny hand and the spell of his glittering eye.. It was a sunny morning, quoth he, Hwhen we 'sailed from my native harbor. All were mirthful and full of glee. The crowd cheered and we sailed speedily southward. ' Suddenly out of the north-came a tyrannous storm blast which drove us into a region of huge icebergs. The ice! It cracked and growled and roared and howled! Presently from out of the storm and fog an altbatross appeared. VVe hailed it in God's name. But I-ungrateful wretclh-did kill the bird that made the breezes blow. 'God save thee, gallantf from such a guilt as mine, sadly spake the old man, and then continued. The water was be- calmed. My shipmates died a horrible death with a curse upon their lips for me. I lived on in agony and torture for seven days. And then-I beheld two forms on the deck, Life-in-death and her partner, Death! They were casting dice for me. The dice clicked and Life-in-death, she of the golden hair and ruby-red lips, shrieked, ' I 've won! I 've won! ' For days my heart was heavy and then I saw tlhe beauty of Godys humblest creatures. the water snakes, and a heavy load was lifted from my heart. I knew I was forgiven. But my punishment and penance ever lives with me. 'And so, thou Wedding-Guest, beware. Hold ever in reverence God's creation. Anna Austin, '32. Laura Leavitt, '32. FHTHLETI C5 BQ? V , :'!:5r f:Li '. . 4121, u, 'YE- 29- .ff i f in fl' 'E S lv 'Q f . ., ' A 1. Q f A I! my' I A 'lf f lx ., A ,lb . - Q r A , ,x,,.'5f? Y. I, , - A A ll! 1 f , f .' A u l ff V, . ,, NG? QE ,, M Y , - V Q i LY' t .KN x X . Y 'Q X I 1' ,wr 74 Ro THE LAUREL 41 ATHLETICS in Our High 5011001 The half ended with the score 8-'7 in our Have an important part to play, favor- To develop the right school spirit There is no better way. Let us hope that in the future This school spirit proves so strong, That a new GYM be provided To help the cause along. TT' FOOTBALL HIS year's Football team had only five of last year's let-ter meng the rest were new to the sport. Coach Dins- more deserves a great deal of credit for developing boys who had never played the game into sucfh a team as went on to the field against Brunswrick on the 20th of October and played the College town boys only to lose 6-0 because of fumbles on our part when we were in position to score. This same team gave the Farmington fans what many claimed to be the best and most exciting football game to be played in town for many years. This game was with Livermore Falls. Our team, although defeated, played a superior kind of foot- ball. The line functioned its best on tlhe offense in this game. The same thing might be said of the defenseg however, Livermore completed -two shoe string passes. The game began with our line tearing holes in every part of the Livermore line. Our backs smashed through as far as the secondary defense on most every play. Our line held well on the defense and this forced our opponents to resort to the air game. This mode of attack was the only means by which Livermore Falls could gain. In the first quarter Jack Calla- han, our galloping Irishman , crossed the goal for a touchdown. Later Red Robbins fell on the ball behind the goal for a safety, giving us two more points. In the last minutes of the half, Livermore threw the 1' shoe string pass from mid- field to a man concealed near the side lines. This resultednin a touchdown for them. ll., W The -third quarter was scoreless, as both teams were about equally matched. In the last minutes of the fourth quarter Liver- more managed to puslh over a touchdown. Then the F. I-I. S. boys lined up and ad- vanced the ball on the kick off to the thirty yard line. Here we opened up a fine at- tack. The line held and our backs com- pleted pass after pass until we were on the four yard line. However, before we could put the ball over on the next play, the whistle blew and our seventy yard advance down tfhe field in the last three minutes was gone. This is what many call a moral victory. ' The line-up was as follows: Center- Pete Mills, Captain Mills has played his last game for the F. H. S. He was a great factor in the center of the line, stopping plays and opening up holes. This is his last year and tlhe team will miss him nextt fall. His captainship was ideal and it will be hard to fill his place. Right Tackle- Clyde Taylor Clyde was such an asset to this year's team that the fellows elected him Captain for next year. I-Ie played hard in every game. His great defense work was a feature. It was a familiar sight to see Clyde tear through the opponent's line and tackle the ball carrier before he could scarcely move out of his tracks. Right End - Dick Morton Although this was Dick's first year on the team, he played well and will cer- tainly be a gem for next year. Right Guard-'K Spike Dean Spike rounded out his second year as a guard tfhis fall. He was the heaviest man on the team, and was noted for mak- ing holes in our opponent's line. SQUAD- 1928 FOOTBALL THE LAUREL 43 Left Tackle-Albert Thompson Tom was one of the best guards that a team would want. He always played hard and was never known to slow up un- til the final whistle. Left Guard- Harold Kempton Kemp and Tom are alike in more ways than one. They are both Sopho- mores and each 'has played on the team two years. K' Kemp is also a hard fighter. Left End-Arthur Neal Arthur came out for football last Sep- tember for the first time. His ambition was to make the team which he did and he was also a very good end. Quarter Back-Lewis Webber E There was nothing 1halfabaked about the showing that our Blondie made. As Quarter he kept every player on his toes. His headiwork in the Livermore game is es-pecially commendable and no one will forget the great catches he made in the Brunswick game. Right Half Back- Jack Callahan 'fjack had a habit of getting away for long runs just when we needed them most. jack Magee, the great Olympic coach, said that john was one of the best broken field runners in the High Schools of this state, and he certainly was. -Iack's'l fighting spirit and speed earned him the name of the Galloping Irishman . - Left Half Back- Peaches Sturtevant Peaches was new at the game this year. However, fhe worked hard and maintained the family reputation by play- ing every game well. 'Fullback - 'K Red Robbins Red was a terror to all opposing linemen. When they saw' him come smashing his way through the line tfhey either had to move or get knocked end over end by our powerful fighter. BOYS' BASKETBALL R . WHEN they issued the call for basket- ball candidates, about the middle of No- vember, around 22 reported for practice. However, this number shortly dwindled to 11 'of which only two were lef-t over from last year's team. Our new Coach cer- tainly had a task before him. Neverthe- less 'he made a team out of this bunch. Although the team of '28 and '29 had a great deal of hard luck they played many interesting and exciting games Wlhich were not all defeats. Lewis Webber was an ideal captain and made a very efficient player at forward or center. The team will suffer a great loss next year without his assistance. Although this is Kempton's first year at basketball he made a fine center and will certainly be a great asset to the team next year. i 'fTommy Roderick, our right forward, is a great attraction for the fans and re- ceives many cheers, especially from the Freshmen of whom he is a member. The team is lucky to have Tommy with them three more years. 'fIack Callahan certainly did the trick at right guard and it is a great joy to the team that he will play with them another year. Gur standby, Pete Mills, did fine work as left guard and he will be greatly missed next year. Smith and Ingraham were very active and did good work as subs. With the fine training Coach Dinsmore has given the boys and because only two will be lost by graduation it is certain that F. H. S. will have a winning basketball team next year. GIRLS' BASKETBALL THF: Girls' Basketball season began un- der the supervision of Mrs. Tilton, but to the great sorrow of the girls she resigned on account of ill health leaving Miss De- Lislewho was liked exceedingly well. BOYS' BASKFTISALI. SQUAD-19284729 GIRLS' BASKETBALL SQUAD-1928-29 THE LAUREL 45 Enthusiasm ran very high and the first tc-am was selected with the lineup as fol- lows: rf . .. ....... Clara Belle Russell lf .. ............ Katherine Gerrish c . . . . . . Captain Sylvia McLaughlin cg . . . ...........,.. Thelma Craig rg ..... .. Madelaine Richards lg ....... ..... F rances Clark lst sub. . .. .. ............. Anna Austin The games played during the season are: F. H. S. 20 Strong 21 F. H. S. 9 Alumni 14 F. H. S. 25 Jay 35 F. H. S. 19 VVilton 31 F. H. S. S Livermore 39 F. H. S. 37 jay 51 F. H. S. 20 VVilton 17 F. H. S. 23 Central High 5 F. H. S. 27 Strong 2 F. H. S. 37 Central High 6 F. H. S. 29 Anson Academy 9 It H. S. 24 Livermore 33 F. H. S. 32 Bliss 36 The totals of all the games: Opponents 299 Farmington 308 Those receiving highest points are: Gerrish 126 ' McLaughlin 112 Russell 59 Austin 9 Heminway 2 As this is only the girls' second year of playing outside -teams, we feel they have done very well. It must not be forgotten that our Freshmen had a very successful team this year. They played several games with the Model School, winning every game. This shows that F. H. S. will have fine Girls' Basketball teams in the future. WINTER SPORTS IT was that cold, windy day in Febru- ary, the 23rd to be exact, tlhat F. H. S. showed just what she 'was made of by winning two cups, one 'boys' and one girls', at the Strong Winter Carnival between New Sharon, Strong, and Farmington, and in the evening winning two basketball games to make a complete day of victories. The F. H. S. placed in every event, but the highlights were the 220 yard ski daslh, the mile snowshoe race, and the 3 mile ski race, in which all places were taken by Farmington. Our boys won the following: Ski Jump- Merchant, lst. 100 yd. Ski-Taylor, lst, Merchant, 3rd. 100 yd. Snowshoe-Morton, lst, Ross, 2nd. 220 yd. Ski--Hamlin, lst, Merchant, 2nd, Taylor, 3rd. Mile Snowshoe-Ross, lst, Morton, 2nd, Sturtevant, 3rd, 3 Mile Ski-Stevens, lst, Merchant, 2nd, Hodgkins, 3rd. Relay Race-Won by Morton, Taylor, Ham- lin, Ross. Points: Farmington, 55, Strong, 12, New Sharon, 5. Our girls won: 100 yd. Ski-Thelma Craig, 2nd, 100 yd. Snowshoe-S. McLaughlin, lst, Thelma Craig, 2nd, 50 yd. Snowshoe-S. McLaughlin, lst, Thelma Craig, 2nd. 50 yd. Ski-Thelma Craig, 2nd. Relay Race-Won by E. Buker, I. Craig, T. Craig, S. McLaughlin. Points: Farmington, 273 New Sharon, 165 Strong, 2. Bovs' POINT WINNERS Ross 12M Merchant 12 Morton 10M Taylor 774 Hamlin 6M Stevens 5 Hodgkins 1 Sturtevant 1 GIRLS' POINT WVINNERS T. Craig 13M S. McLaughlin 1121 I. Craig IM E. Buker lyl BASEBALL THE Farmington High Sclhool Baseball Squad has begun practicing and everyone is working hard, for the team will soon be chosen, Although left from last year there 46 , THE LAUREL are only three veteran players, Webber, Callahan, and Stevens, We feel that our Coach can produce a fine team. The schedule is: May 4 - New Sharon fHomej May 8-Jay CAwayj May 11- VVilt0n CAwayj May l5 - Livermore Falls CHomej May 18 - Brunswick CAwayj May 24 - VVilton fHOll16J May 29 - Jay CHomej June 1- New Sharon CAwayD June 5 - Brunswick CHomej June 8 - Livermore Falls CAwayj TOUCHDOWN 48 - 15 - 72 - 81 Hip! A ball is snapped: two tons of flesh and blood move simultaneously, Third! The two teams crash together in mid-field. Suddenly a despairing shout of Ball ! comes out of the crowding mass of humanity which tells the breathless spectators that a fumble has occurred. -U There it is! shouts a frenzied cheer leader as he spies the pigskin rebounding from under the heap. But look! dashing down the field like a cyclone, a blue and grey clothed phantom 9 I is seen to scoop the ball up with one hand and start for the white posts seventy yards down the iieldg ten - fifteen - thirty yards he runs with the whole enemy team in rapid pursuit. Thirty-forty-forty- live yards are safely crossed. COIUC on, 'Vic', Oh you, ' Old troop- er,' run, r-u-n-, r-u-n, implore 20,000 loyal rooter-s in unison. Fifty-sixty- five, two more white lines to cross and thenivictory and undying glory. But waiting right in tfhe path to the goal posts stands a sinister obstacle, the black and white d e f en s i v e quarterback. Crash ! With terrific force, the two opponents come together, but the speed of Vic Williamson off-sets the tigerish ferocity of the tackler and the ball is carried over. Bedlam lbreaks loose in the stands. Hats and overcoats, schedule cards and mega- phones are madly tossed into the air as a long cheer lills the atmosphere. The frenzied crowd settles onto the gridiron and 1' Vic , the hero of heroes, is carried triumphantly off the lield on the shoulders of his admirers Dorothea Hodgkins, '3o. Q , in 1 lf-lflfhlf, 15 7 D 'Qa- f in if , 1 -- fan. 2 X '-lg... ff! 7. y 'f' , 4 'A 5-v 429 , 4 ,gggfg - J Z ' 9 -. ,gpg 5'E,f 1 . Z 3 g f 22 'Z 2 -11+ 3 2 X X, S QQ QV 1 Ex f as Es '-4--,.,f 5' '-Y --'fi wsu iei Q' 12, i T- ?f X ,---J-52.55 , .. Q 5 'ml 7 'V ,Qs f J. jf , ' ag - gg - , if X . iN g ' 1' 7 '9 14 E 54? 2 I ff! Q I lg I jr fil 4 i 3 2' 7 l 3 yi' 7 :S - 1' in 51 f V L Li f x ! f N v f 5 X-f 5 V 'I 5: Q ff iz! 7' N . f ,ral 7 7 1 5 Q fp 7 4 ? if 1 ,f f, 4' 4 f,ff-ff 1 1 U XN X 90.920 48 THE LAUREL YE MERRIE STENO'S CLUB President Vice-President Secretary Treasurer Florence Adams Raymond Berry Beryl Flood Carroll Hines Lloyd Hunt Rosabelle Parker Vivian Russell Ernestine Small Francis VVright Milburn Stevens Gladys Wellman Officers Members Aim Clinton Merry Dorothy Lane Annette Hutchinson Milburn Stevens Evelyn Richards Evelyn Dunn George Hobbs Annette Hutchinson Mae Kershner Dorothy Lane' Clinton Merry Arthur Neal Marjorie Spinney Ella Voter Eleanore Stevens To make possible social gatherings, for the promotion of fellowship and goodwill among members, giving the organization the status of a professional club. Monogram fx :islet fr xi: 'l' 'I' 'lvlvivif 'I' ! 1 I l I I -2 2 'I' 'I' 'I' 'F ! I I I ! I' 'I' E 'Z l'5I I l !' 'X' 'I ! I l I I CLUB POEM ONELY was I as I wandered 'round Lonely as a soul could be, Longing for someoneys friendship, For somebody to talk with me, For part of my classmates were busy, Had gone to their club for awhile, And one had remarked just jokingly With a queer little twisted smile, VVhy don't you join the club, friend? You 'd find it quite worth your while, The 'YMSC' welcomes new comers, For welcoming is always in style.', I pondered and poured it over, And mulled it around in my mind, And from what I'd heard of the Stenos'l 'Twould be that ve-ry kind. The folks weren't snobbish or stuck up, Just simple, plain folks like me, And it made not a whit of difference That was quite plain to see, Whether you had millions to squander, Or just enough to pull you through, As long as you were square and honest, And to the Red and White were true. . They stand strong, true and united, Each one' willing to help another, And each an aid to someone else, And each is every other's brother. I joined, and now Ilm never lonely, I have companions everywhere, VVho try to make the other fellow happy, No matter who or how or where So! Freshmen, if you want to get through life, And not be called a dub, Elect the Commercial Course in school And join Ye Merrie Steno's Club . CLUB SONG Tune-There's a long, long trail There's a long, long trail a-winding, Into the land of our dreams Where we 'll boss the corporations, And we'll draw our checks in reamsg There's a bright, bright day a-coming And it is plainly in view, When we 'll show the states and nation VVhat the business men and women can do. HISTORY OF YE MERRIE sTENO's CLUB THE proposition of a Commercial Club was introduced by Miss Opal Webber, our present Commercial instructor, in the fall of 1927. The plan was most heartily ac- cepted 'by the Senior students. They gath- ered in the Bookkeeping room after school and chose for our club name, Ye Merrie Steno's, which since, and we sincerely hope will for years to come, be known as the- Y. M. S. C. . The Constitution and By-laws were made and adopted, officers elected and other necessary business transacted. The club soon arranged for regular meetings and plans were made for initiating the Commercial juniors. At last june arrived and the Juniors 'EUYI3 'IVIOHHNIAIOD 50 THE LAUREL came anxiously to the club rooms at four p. m. The Seniors had a jolly good time telling us about the goat. However we were very curious to know what they were going to do with little bits of cloth which they were tearing into strips. It was not long before we found out. They arranged our hair to their liking with all colors of cloth. bows and our ankles and arms with larger bows. The boys and girls both re- ceived this decorfation. A rope was then tied around us keeping us in line and we were paraded through the main streets of the town. After nearly cutting -some of us in two with the rope they proceeded to take us in cars to the banks of the Sandy River, near what is known as the Fairbanks Bridge. Again we received a due amount of torture and were put through many breath-taking acts. However they proclaimed us good sports and served us generous amounts of weenies, rolls, soda water and toasted marshmallows. This we appreciated and after many a goodnight and farewell went home. We were now- full-Hedged Ye Merrie Steno's and when school began again with our same genial Commercial teacher we elected new officers for the coming year and proceeded immediately to do the same to the 1928 juniors that had been done to us. They entered our club with enthusiasm and throughout the year have done their part. The Ye Merrie S-teno's Club was en- tertained very delightfully by the Dramatic Club and we in turn gave them a Valen- tine's party. We also enjoyed a very won- derful evening with the Glee Club, Dra- matic Club and Orchestra. We have planned to continue the annual banquet in june and give a movie benefit. This club was sponsored and directed by our very eflicient and helpful teacher, Opal Webber. To her we owe hearty thanks. To the juniors of 1929 we would say: Carry this club on as we have, strive to make it the best and always work for its interests. Dorothy Lane, '29. I CAME into a brand new land, I'd never seen before, It had the funniest looking things, Since the time of Noah. The sky had the funniest stars. The ground the queerest flowers, The oddest moon beams ever seen, And say, the rain drops of all the showers. The grains of sand, the leaves of trees, The insects, bats, and birds, The sheep in flocks, The cows in herds, They were every one as odd As anything you ever saw. The people too were different But they speak without a flaw, VVell, when I stopped to look real hard At everything there was to see- I found that eyes, and ears, and hair, And every bug and bee, The birds, the trees, the Howers, The sun, the moon and the stars and all, VVere in the shape of A' YMSC Yes, even the things that crawl. VVell, I stood it for quite a while Then they got the best of me, I asked a man with the funny eyes NVhat land this place should be, He spoke with his symbolic mouth, And rolled his eyes so queer I thought to goodness I should laugh But didn't 'cause 'twas impolite, my dear. He said 'twas the land of the Steno's Club. I said. Pray, what is that? He said, Be calm and cool. sit down there And please take off that hatf, Well, I complied with his command, Sat down and grabbed off my cap, But grinned, then he looked stern And said, Please wipe off your map. I sobered down, and looked quite sage Then he started in explaining, He said it was the business club VVhere students got their training, The Y it stood for Ye , MS for Merrie Stenos , The C for Club, a darned good thing, A place for happy fellows, He said Iid better join, I asked him how was that. Because, said he, f'It's a blamed good club, Then he turned and left me flat. I thought and thought and thought, And wondered where to go. 4: THE But now I've waked up, I've ceased, 'Cause I know. I had my head on my desk And was sleeping in my class, But woke up when I heard the bell For it was time to pass. I don't know what the lesson was So I learned to see, Instead I found out one good thing, And I'll join the YMSC . Ernestiuc Small. A COMMERCIAL ALPHABET A is for all of us who as you see, Belong to a worthy cause you 'll agree. C stands for Commercial and also for club, Doing and daring with never a snub. E is for energy to keep us in step, to Fight our own battles we need lots of pep. G stands for good and also for goal, Happy we 'll be when we receive a pay roll. I is for it, VVe're just it'y we say, for .lust as a man thinketh so are they. K is for knowledge which we acquire, Learning our Lessons with earnest desire. M stands for money of which we have need, Now is the time to prepare for our creed. O is for Opal who daily works, with Patience she helps us to master the quirks. Q is for questions of which there are many, and Rules Ol how I wish there weren't any. S is for speed which some have acquired to run the Typewriter some day they 'll be hired. U is for unison which we must have, Victorious then we 'll be to the last, IV is for wisdom and also for work, we 'll never Xcell if our duty we shirk. Y stands for Ye Merrie Steno's loyal and true, Zealous of good works the whole year through. Ruth Weymouth. Come, luring your better thoughts to tone. Oh, leave your other thoughts at home. Much is the work to be done. M any are the medals to be won, Ere we have any fun.' Ring the bell of your typewriter, Copy the notes you have taken, I f you do this with a smile that is brighter A nd a hand that is lighter, Long will your name rest unshaken. Deticiency gets you nothing, Errors get you less. Put forth your best, LAUREL 51 Apply it with zest Relays the harvest of usefulness. Trim up your pencils, Make yourself known in every land. Esteemed by your employer, Needed by others Till you are looked up on every hand. Lloyd Hunt. You say you 'd like some fun, Every now and then? M embers of the club will give you that Especially if they know just when. Required. they gladly do their part. Requested, they will do their part. Yes! Happily they help the needy. Seek the one with saddened heart. Taking sadness, giving pleasure, Every one is welcome to his share, Not another club can give such joy, Or even can compare, So fun, work, help, and cheering, Can all be put to use, Look on life as one vast treasure, Understand and let these truths, B e the Spirit of Ye Merrie Steno's Club . Florence Adams. US COMMERCIAL BOYS A POEM it is, that I've got to write And begorry, I think it a shame For though I'm no poet you 'll agree, I've got to write the darn thing just the same. 'Tis said that in all kinds of weather, Rains, winds, sleets or snows, Good fellows are bound to get together, So, by gosh, here goes. XVell, I've racked my brain, and tore my hair, But there 's nothing left for me- To write a doggone thing about. But the members of the Y. M. S. C. First there 's he who runs the thing, He 's not real tall and rather slim. Dark eyes and hair with side boards left, And when talking for the Club, he 's full of vim. Then there 's our expert fiddler, And he wields a mighty bow. He 's short and dark and chunked, Though not the least bit slow. 52 THE LAUREL Then last of the boys. but not least, the Sia- mese Twins , XVho ought to be called Dunce and Clown They both are tall and slim and light. And their foolishness is of great renown. lYhere the1'e one. you 'll see the other, Always sticking somewhere's round Even when one 's courting, l'll bet, The other could easily be found. A n cl Of course there 's girls in this. our Club. Bu-t then, girls don't count a lot. And This say! If 'twasn't for us fellows, poor old club would go to pot! There now. l've said my say. And writ ai poem. such as 'tis. I 'll say I think it 's good considering l hate it, Oh! Gee! VVhizz!l Milburn Stevens H0 xx' ,Z R5 ,4 - qv- -X Q I KQ J NYY Y ' :C- at .159 ,4 JD C. R22 'N ms, i, W fa v-s Wm Q WSE 2 5' Q eh W fm MB 31-Q 54 THE LAUREL DRAMATIC CLUB President Vice-President Secretary Treasurer Olive Weeks Edward Gagno Ella Huff Clyde Taylor Maxine Cook Frances Morrell Dorothy Durrell Donnell Ryan Helen Gould Irma Russell Kenneth Hamlin Helen Weeks Thelma Craig Members Lewis VVebber Sylvia McLaughlin Elizabeth Buker Norris Hamlin Medora Hogan Kathryn Spinney Thelma Meisner Dorothy Haines Clara Bell Russell Peter Mills Mary Manock Olive Whitney Norma Nickerson Arlyne Clark Thelma Williams Elliott Hodgkins Frances, VVeathern Dorothea Hodgkins Aim To give entertainment through in- struction and the presentation of that which will stimulate the highest and best in our minds and in the minds of our asso- ciatesf' Color! Green and White Flower Narcissus CLUB SONG TUNE-U Narcissus by Nevin Words by Drew B. Gilman, French Instructor RAMATIC CLUB- Draniatic Club- And old green stage, Play-mirrored folks In cosy glee, And smiling guests- Dramatic Club- Dramatic Club- 'Tis boys and girls With joys and curls, And then the rest ls happy guests- 'Tis boys and girls With joys and curls- Narcissus Flowers- Dramatic Club- Narcissus mead- Narcissus mead- An old green sea, White mirrored stars In cosy glee, And joy-sweet air- Narcissus mead- Narcissus Howers 'Tis you are ours- The mead and flowers 'Tis you are ours- Narcissus Howers 'Tis you are ours- Draniatic Club- Narcissus Flowers. WHEN we look back over the Dramatic Club days of this last year, it seems as if we had not, perhaps, accomplished mira- cles, but looking in deeper we find some truly worth-while things. Immediately we have a satisfied feeling and believe that our little society is a credit to the school. We have gained much in it, both mentally and socially. Nearly every week we have met thirty- one strong and under the efficient guidance of our sponsor, Miss Witmer, we have opened the mysterious portals of Stage Craft and Drama. Delightful talks have been given us by faculty members, talks on literature, which were so cleverly given that we didnit realize we were studying! But our fun was not found Wholly in work. We got much joy from theatre parties and dances in the good old V. T. S. hall. At some of those parties we discov- ered our champion 'button sewer, nail pounder, and other celebrities! Once, combined with the Glee Club, we presented an entertainment for our par- ents, faculty and friends, which included the play, Pierrot and Pierettev. The members of our society are under some obligations not too severe, but there are worth-while standards toward which we aspire-and all work together for the betterment of our club. The success, with which our organization has started, is due largely to the earnest efforts and sound THE LAUREL 55 counsel of our leaders, Miss Witmer and Mrs. Bryant. We believe that our club will flourish in the future and soon become a by-word for culture and high standards. Iilisabctlz Buker, ,29. Some dream and some inspire, Some do and carry on. One day we got together a few stalwart souls And organized a new club. Oh! high and great the goals! We called it the Dramatic Club, most fitting did that SCCHIQ We planned to study drama, actors of the stage and screen. VVe planned to study drama high and lowly, great and good. Some wanted to be actors or great Elm stars if we could. The future is uncertain, will. XVe still may reach those dreamed of heights, we may the stage life till, No one can tell who We 've had an initiation too, Of those to take up, when we've got through With the work we started here to do. All honest Juniors of good repute we 've gath- ered in And now they stand with heads upheld this fine work to begin. We've builded high our honor and painted gay our name, And we hope the Junior Members will continue on the same. To uphold art and drama and that of pen held dear NVe tried in humbleness to start a club of genius here, To inspire the budding playwright or dramatist we may Find that from within our club talent gleam did stray. For we can 't tell who 'll be famous or who will get much gold. Fate plays her jokes. and we must move about just as we're told. Mayhap our club will come to fame in future ages too. Be it great or small we started it. Now Juniors, it 's up to you. ii,-G1 1 'es mn 25 1 EW K N? 1 Will' ,A-fn -K vfej, 'wgxolg Qi? f .55 ,Ei lf ,,,.L, -ic-F, LX W K w XJQJ0 fx VI J? THE THE LAUREL 57 ORCHESTRA .GOLDEN melody Throbbed achinglyg Violins pleaded tenderly, Caught the refrain Played with it, Tossed it to the Cornets. Triumphantly it swelled, Went joyously on While the bass thundered, Then it died. The violin in a minor key Mourned plaintively, But the cellos picked it up With strong, sweet hope. Timidly the other instruments Joined in its masterful song. A glorious burst of music- Then Silence. Medora Hogan, '29. GIRLS' GLEE CLUB Pr'es1'de11t Secretary Treasurer Anna Austin Joyce Berry Elizabeth Buker Josephine Craig Thelma Craig Beryl Flood Manette Hinkley Barbara Heminway Dorothea Hodgkins Medora Hogan Ella Huff Elmeda Kempton Eleanor Larcom Laura Leavitt Christine Luce Frances Weatliern Officers Arlyne Clark Thelma Craig Dorothea Hodgkins Members Norma Luce Frances Luger Eloise McGary Ruth Moody Frances Morrell Mary Nelson Elodia Nickerson Norma Nickerson Dorothy S. Parker Dorothy F. Parker Emma Petrie Madelyn Richards Alice Ryan Elizabeth Stewart Gertrude Tibbetts Olive Weeks UR nrst year under Miss Perkins' leadership has come to a successful close. The Girls' Glee Club of thirty-two members has appeared in two programs of music-la-merit, their selection being a can- tata, 'I Hiawatha and Old King Cole . The opera, Tulip Time , was given by the members of the Girls' Glee Club and Boys' Chorus with the aid of the High School Orchestra. The girls are now working on the music for the Commence- ment Exercises which promises to be one of the finest programs ever presented by the Girls, Glee Club. The girls are put- ting forth an earnest effort to earn and merit their pins. We are all greatly indebted to Miss Perkins for an enjoyable year, for the per- sonal interest she has shown in her pupils, and for the high grade of work accom- plished through her unitiring efforts. TULIP TIME Cast of Characters Hans, a young Dutch apprentice. .Donnell Ryan Aunt Anna, Christina's guardian ........... Frances Morrell Katinka, a village maiden..Dorothea Hodgkins Hendrick Van Ooster, Burgomaster ......... Robert White Christina, a charming Dutch girl ,.......... Christine Luce Prof. McSpindle, authority on botany ....... Hunt Ned Baxter, an American student ........... . ......................... Vernard Russell Dick Warren, a friend of Ned. . .Sayward Ross Gretchen, a dancer ............ Rosabel Parker Dancers: Gladys Brightman. Hazel Bryant, Elizabeth Buker, Beryl Flood, Mildred Hagerstroin, Barbara Heminway, Mary Nelson, Elodia Nickerson, Dorothy Parker, Madelyn Rich- ards, Alice Ryanr Villagers: Anna Austin, Sarah Blamey, Josephine Craig, Isabelle Currier. Marion Fellows, Mannette Hinkley. Almeda Kempton, Laura Leavitt, Norma Nickerson, Dorothy Parker, Elizabeth Stewart, Frances Weathern, Helen Weeks, Olive VVeeks, Ruth Weymouth, Olive Whit- ney Students: Gordon Bragg, Everett Pine, Clayton Smith, Glendon Smith, Glenn Wellman Musical Numbers Overture .... ............. F . H. S. Orchestra Aer I Come Along .............. . . Villagers All Hail the Burgomaster ............. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Burgomaster and Villagers Many Long Years Ago ............... . . .....................Christina and Katinka Look, They Come . . .Villagers and Students GLEE CLUB THE LAUREL 59 Valse Tulip H ...................... Chorus Ship Ahoy ........ Ned, Dick and Students Tulips That I Love .................. Ned Love Needs No Language .,............. . . . . . . . . . .Ned, Dick, Christina and Katinka Botany ........... McSpindle and Ensemble ACT H Opening Chorus ............... . . . . Villagers The Dancing Lesson .Hans and the Villagers if rx as Valse Tulip ..................... Gretchen Fight, Fight, Fight ...... Dick and Students Maybe - And Maybe Not .............. . and Burgomaster The Thief is Caught at Last ............ ....McSpind1e, Burgomaster, Ned, Anna and Ensemble I 'in in Love with a Lovely Lady ...... . . and Katinka As Long as the Wind-mills Turn ...... . . Ned and Christina Finale ........................... Ensemble Argument The village, enjoying a holiday, is startled by the arrival of a party of Amer- ican tourists, college students under the leadership of Professor McSpindle, a tutor in botany, to study tulip culture. Two of the party, Ned and Dick, are much more interested in Christina and her friend, Katinka. News reaches the village that a thief has been stealing choice bulbs of prize tulips, and a handbill describes the thief and offers a reward for his capture. Ned and Dick induce McSpindle to wear certain clothing, answering the descrip- tion of the tulip thief. When the Burgo- master beholds McSpind1e so attired he causes his arrest. With McSpindle out of the way, Ned and Dick promote their friendship with the girls, and learn that Christina's stock is, unknown to her, of immense value. They reveal the 'truth to her and thwart the Burgomaster's attempt to grow ricth at her expense. With the assistance of Christina's Aunt Anna, the innocence of McSpindle is established, and the latter declares his affection for herg and witl1 the prospect of a triple wedding the final curtain falls. f N x y 1 alfa lfdtq 4863: lull V n - F gl? win Q ? 'args Q -' he-ge' Ku ' ,A y dl, ' w- A l H' 5, Ani ,: L Q' Lv J TIME ' TULIP .1 X--fi ,-? f W XZYiVYXY,4-Y, -14- ,eff Y' fg, -117 W - - ---lijT1 'fig---J-3 1' yff fffff L E if! iVii-Q, 'WiZi ' X 5 ,ff Ziff' , ff ' If-Q-'J 6 'ifffgfeff M ' 3ff gx , .M A gf x Lf 1 - ,,,,,,,D 5' X ff' ' iii ' l i ! iQ ai-, J fl- 1 , Y 7 'gill' 1 'J - - -lffffll - A -W ,xg f 1 ,, 2-131 - X1 1 1- QD 5' ' ii'iikT ' x 1 - ,X 9? 2?f4 ' f ' 5X i 'TZ f wx Vx, 5 .iii - if ,., 23 Y- - T - if i ' S l E j -' . 4 V !7,,f - .E jfubfi. 4 if 4 T - N- f ff X wi - 5, !nf ' '- K 62 THE LAUREL ' A MIDSUMMER NlGHT'S MADNESS OB wondered-, and for no small reason, what the future had in store for him. Lt seemed like a mad fantastic dream, yet it was too real, there was not the subtle ililusiveness of dreamland here. He gazed for the thousandth time at the lamp which illuminated the windowless, doorless room where he was confined. It sat on a small table in the cenrter of the room, ,a bulb, resembling somewhat an electric one, yet instead of the fine filament there were two upright glowing posts on the interior. The thing that struck Bob the most was that it was connected in no way to wires or anything. The bulb merely sat in a base that could be placed anywhere in the room yet it still diffused a soft white light. Bob hadn't the slightest idea of how he had coine to this place. The last he could remember was of going for a stroll out under the stars. He loved -to go out after everyone else had given themselves to sleep, and drink in the night world. Then, it seemed to him more like the peaceful- ness God had meant it to be. It made him remember the little consequence of man in the universe to gaze off through hundreds of light-years at some sparkling jewel set in the deep eternal blue. At last 'hearing the tolling of a distant clock he had turned to go back when he found himself here. As Bob mused, a portion of the blank wall opposite him swung in. Bob started from his seat. Before him stood a frail middle-aged man. A huge dome-like head rested on thin, stooped shoulders giving him an awkward, overbalanced appearance. His mouth was as tender and delicate as a wom'an's but his eyes were cold and gray and gave him almost a harsh appearance al-though he smiled kindly enough at Bob. Come, said he beckoning to Bob with a strange kindly smile hovering on his lips. Come, the time is near and all is ready. Bob, full of wonder, rose and followed him. He led Bob through a long corridor lighted by the same lights as were in the room. He pointed at one, Behold, he said, A' the light of the future. When I set it forward for humanity to use the world shall no longer be encased and entangled in the network of countless miles of wire. In a moment they approached the end of the corridor. Bob's guide opened a door and led him into a large, brightly lighted room. Bob blinked a moment until his eyes became adjusted to the intense brilliance of the light. Then he looked about him. Before him 'was the most com- plete and strangest laboratory he had ever seen. Several men were employed at dif- ferent tasks in various parts of the room. Opposite them a huge machine, resembling somewhat the dynamos in an electric plant, hummed and whirred. Seeing Bob's gaze resting on this he pointed at it and said, There you see the nearest that man has ever come to perpetual motion. The power used is atomic energy. No man will prob- ably ever know what atomic energy is exactly but we have harnessed it in our laboratory after years of labor. The basis which we used for studying atomic energy was the solar system. The same force that sends the planets about -the sun also pro- pels the tiny electrons about the nucleus of the atom at its record breaking speed. No man will probably ever see an atom, but we can study this huge atom, our solar system. I have no doubts that our solar system with those of more distant systems forms but a molecule in an infinitely larger universe. This may seem but madness but not so much when you stop to consider that the atoms of uranium, the densest known element, are relatively hundreds of times farther apart than the sun and planets. But come we are working on one of the weirdest experiments performed on earth. Bob at last collected himself enough to speak. Who are you? Why am I here ? he asked. You may call me Dr. Alden. You are here forthe major part of my experiment. If it fails you will never awake on ear-th THE LAUREL 63 again. If it succeeds yours will be a strange adventure, he replied. As he said this he led Bob into the far end of the room. Stand here a 'moment while I adjust my apparatus. He stepped to one side of Bob. Bob watched him fascinated. He did not see the man behind him raise a huge globe onto a table and shut a switch on the side of it. Instantly a strange glow surrounded his body and he crumpled to the floor. Bob felt a sinking sensation and then something seemed to scream inside of him. He gave a 'shudder and then felt himself rising through a dark, dense space. In a few moments he felt himself alight on something. Suddenly the enveloping blackness parted and all became light. He became aware of people going to and fro. They all seemed wondrously happy. Then he felt himself slipping. He tried to grasp something but 'there was only space. Down, down through the same black space he passed and then he could remember no more. As Bob's body crumpled to the floor Dr. Alden rushed forward and placed him on a . table. The other men gathered round. Quick, said the doctor to one of them. Is it ready? The man nodded and stepped to a Hask in wfhich a colorless, oily liquid boiled slowly. Taking a syringe he filled it and gazed at a small dial on the side. The others were testing Bob's body for a sign of life. He 's dead.. 'Fhere's no doubt about thatf' said one of the assistants to Dr. Alden. Dr. Alden nodded. He took the syringe from the man's hand and looked at the dial. When it seemed to satisfy him he pushed the long hair-like needle toward Bob's -heart and injected the liquid. Slowly life returned to the motionless clay. Then 'his eyes opened. Half dazed he gazed about him. Dr. Alden smiled in satisfaction. Well, my boy, our experi- ment has Succeeded. You will not soon forget Dr. Alden although you 'll probably never see him again. Hob's body lapsed back into unconscious- ness. Bob awoke to find himself under the cold light of the twinkling stars. He started and like a flash his adventures came back to him. No, it couldn't have been a dream. It had been too real. Slowly he retraced his steps homeward. The next morning he found a slight punc- ture over his heart. He wondered. Clyde Taylor, '3o. 17' THE MONKEY'S PAW T was a cold still, winter's night and ex- cept for the occasional creak of the limb of a tree, caused by the frost, the stillness of the night was unbroken. Everyone else 'had gone to bed, but an interesting story, good music over the radio. and a comfortable chair had made the effort of going to bed too great. However, my feeling of 'security and peacefulness was .soon to be broken. The music ended and next a one act play, The lVlonkey's Paw , was announced. While knowing the usual horrors presented in these plays I was thinking of turning it off but temptation overcame me. The first scene took place in the home of an English family-mother, father and a son of about twenty-four years of age. It was a cold stormy night, the rain beat againsft the windows, and the wind howled dismally as if foretelling the im- pending disaster. Inside all was cozy and the three members of the family had just settled down for a pleasant evening before the son went to work at ten. Following a knock at the door it was found that an old friend of the family, a ,sea captain, had come for a short visit. During the eve- ning-at a lull in the conversation, he took from his pocket a small brown object which proved to be a small, twisted, wiz- ened monkey's paw. When asked why he carried it he told them that each person that possessed it would have three wishes 64 THE LAUREL granted them much to their everlasting sorrow. He was about to throw it into the fire when his old friend asked if he might have it, but tlhe captain refused. After re- peated urging, 'he finally gave it up with the warning never to blame him for giving it and for the sorrows it would bring and with that went out into the storm. The son's scornful laugh, typical of young peo- ple's attitude toward the mysterious, the mother's fear and pleading, the fatther's firm belief in the granting of any desired wish was the scene 'before making the first wish. Worry over the interest of two hundred pounds due on the mortgage the next day supplied the idea for the first wish. The words hardly out of his mouth, he screamed and then threw the monkey's paw on the floor, explaining afterwards that it 'had moved in his hand. The son then went happily off to work, still laugh- ing at their fright and promising to be home early the next morning. After a time the two old people calmed their fears and 'went to bed. The second scene took place in their home the next morning. They were wait- ing breakfast for their son who was very late, the incident of the monkey's paw for- gotten. The mother standing at the win- dow watching, noticed a stranger 'who ap- peared to want to come in but always changed his mind when he got to the gate. Finally, however, he came and knocked at the door. He immediately stated that he represented the company where their son worked running dynamos. He told them that while telling his companions of some eventithat happened the night before in his home had slipped and fallen into the machine which killed him instantly. He further s-tated tlha-t the company usually took no responsibility for any accidents but in view of his faithful service the com- pany gave them two hundred pounds. The third scene a week later and the two old people were in their home again facing an evening-stormy like the one of a week ago when their son was killed. The mother was at the window gazing into the darkness toward the ceme- tery where her son was laying and mourn- ing for him. The father tried earnestly to hide his own bitter grief and comfort her. Suddenly she stopped weeping and began a hasty search for the fmonkey's paw. When she found it-against the reproaches, commands and begging of her husband she uttered the terrible words, I wish my son alive and with me again. During the minutes 'which followed she wept hysteri- cally and asked why he did not come, much to the relief of the father who knew that for her to see the bruised, torn and mangled body of their boy would be more than she could bear. At last there was a knocking at the door while the father struggled desperately to hold her back, then grabbed up the monkey's paw from where it was laying on the floor and pro- nounced the words, I wish my son dead and at peace. The knocking ceased--the voice died away into silence-a silence broken only by the distant creak of the trees. I dropped back weakly in my chair -would reality never return-would I never forget this half-hour of horror and suspense which told the ruin of so many lives? Kathryn M. Spizmey. TT THE GLORIOUS REVENGE ALLY HORTON drove her small coupe, which was the best she and her husband felt they 'could afford, into the garage, got out and went into her small cottage. As she entered tlhe door of the cottage her eyes wandered as a thousand times be- fore to the cottage next door, to Amy I3oyle's sedan, just a little more expensive, standing in front of the cottage which was just a little bit larger and just a little more furnished than Sal'ly's. She then passed into the living handsomely sighed and room where her husband was comfortably albsorbed in his evening paper. THE LAUREL 65 VVas the party such a strain as to tire you out like that? No, but the joy was all taken out of it. There I was so proud of my new coat with the squirrel fur on it and I was sure Amy wouldn't 'have a new one and she marched in with a new fur one on ! Never mind, dear. No one could look as well as you do in your new one. Thank you, dear, but every time I get something new Amy has to have some- thing better, and I do so wish I could get something just a little bit nicer than she. Well, just stack your husband up along side of her's ! Yes, you 'would come back with a retort like that, Bob. Personally I wouldn't trade my husband for a hundred like hers. But during the winter Sally didn't bother about Amy Boyle. One day in May, Amy said to her hus- band, I know she has something up her sleeve. 'K You 'll bankrupt us both with your crazy ideas, replied her long suPfering husband. Well if she does put one over on me I will be the laughing stock of the town. I must think of something. Finally she hit upon a plan. She would go and spend the summer with her mother in San Fran- cisco. So she casually broke the news to Sally when she saw her one day. Sally only smiled and said, VVhy Amy, how lovely, I know you 'will have a wonderful trip. The months rolled by. September came with the return of Amy. Not many days went by before she donned the stun- ning new dress she had bought in Frisco and went to call on Sally. But Sally did not even see the new dress 'when Amy entered. She was sitting up in bed wrapped in a dainty blue negligee and she was entirely engrossed in the mite of humanity which lay in the crook of her arm. Amy tried to be sympathetic and said, Poor Sally, to have to be cooped up with a baby! But Sally only smiled and said, Isn't she a darling, Amy? And one sure thing, she said with a knowing smile, nobody 'will ever have a baby like this one ! Alice Ryan, '32, YY WHAT A PENCIL THINKS ABOUTTT HEW! I'm tired! And I'm los- ing all my beauty. just to think ofthe days gone by when I lay on a counter with eleven of my sis-ters. We were twelvelets! But we didn't mind if we did look alike. I stayed there quite a while and it was getting dreary. Those were the happy days if I had only known it. Finally there were only five of us left, all the fellows passed me by and I 'was be- ginning to -think that my permanent hadn't taken well. I difdn't know what that was, but I heard a lady, who' carried herself with poise, say her permanent hadn't taken well. I have poise and the girl who bought me must have noticed it. But, alas! for the dreary days that fol- lowed, stuffed in a sweater pocket for a whole week. One night my owner came home, grabbed the forgotten sweater, and ex- claimed, Here 's a pencil! and I got thrown upon the table. Not more than a two minutes' stop before the baby spied my lbright blue dress and tried to take a bite. This was the most insulting of allg but one bite was enough and I was dropped on the floor. Night came and with it my then de- spised possessor. A' Mother, where is there a pencil? I've found one. Once more I came into her grasp, grimly she hewed me down to a top savage point. Then I was put to work. In large, bold letters at the top of the page she wrote: Cloron Casper Evades a Reputation. 'K Oh dear! 'what shall I write? Oh- S-he must have had an inspiration, she shot me across the paper so fast it really was dangerous. After a half page she stopped, 66 THE LAUREL rapped me on the table, twiddled me around, and wrote some more. She wrote and wrote, I was getting blunt, my nose was red and a terrible sight. Thank goodness, she sharpened me again but this time more pointed than before and sure enough I had to break after the first few words. I was really gladg it would aggravate this disrespectful person and I didn't care about my appearance by then. VVrite! Write! Write! The rest of the family had gone to bedg but still we sat there. Suddenly my undaunted pos- sessor Hung 1ne onto the floorg I thought she might be having a fitg but no such luck. Only lwhoops of joy escaped her as she counted the pages and exclaimed: Twenty-three! Only seven more! She regained me, looked at me closely, gazed into space, even scratched her head with me, the beast! But the inspir-ations didn't come so readily. Could it be-My spirits fell as she started to w1'ite. But they rose again as she wrote more and more slowly. The intolerable thing, that Casper per- son lwas kind of interesting, but I was get- ting dull. Oh! she 's nodding. Can it be? She fell to sleep and she was snoring. I knew she was ill-bred. And here I am, a poor, faded flower of one-third my original size, with two re- maining teeth niarks, and gripped in a most uncomfortable, topsy-turvey position. But I have defeated herg here I am good for another ten pages and she can 't even finish this thirty out, Charlotte Robbins, '3I. T7 AGAINST A BLIZZARD O Nero, I can it go much farther, sighed Richard Marlowe wearily. The year old shepherd held the end of his young master's coat Hrmly between his teeth, pulling him along the country road. Without this assistance Richard knew that he 'would have a hard task following the road, for the blizzard that raged in their faces was terrible. The snow swirled about them, and small trees could be heard crashing all about them, the large trees were threatening with squeaks and groans to topple over. Richard 'was very tired, and he stumbled uncertainly along the way. His breath came in short gasps, and his feet dragged heavily in the snow. K' No use, Nero, he whispered hoarsely, and sank into the snow. The shepherd licked Richard's face and stood towering over him. Richard stirred uneasily, reached up and felt of Nero's collar, put his hand in his pocket and drew forth a small bottle, and a clean white handkerchief. Tying the handkerchief about the bottle, he then proceeded to tie it to Nero's collar. Go home, Nero, he said. Nero looked at his master's face, a little uncertainly, then pulled at his sleeve. No Nero, l can 't go with you, said Richard distinctly. Nero gave one last desperate pull at Richard's sleeve, east one glance on his face, and dashed quickly out of sight into the raging blizzard. Richard fell back into the soft, deep, white blanket, spent and weak. His mind ran rapidly over the happenings of the previous afternoon-mother taken sud- denly ill-Richard himself running quickly for the doctor-because Father was away on business. The doctor- ax'vay-Mrs. Grayson, his wife, had been able to reach him on the phone -. The prescription was given to Richard who had gone to the store after the medicine-. How he hoped Gracie could follow the directions-of 'course she could. Sisters were capable-he wondered if Nero had reached home-of course he had -.he had never yet failed his master.-Here Richard fell into an exhausted sleep. In the meantime Nero had bravely faced the blizzard and was standing outside the door of a large storm-beaten farm house, barking with all his might and main, but evidently he could not be heard above the THE LAUREL 67 din of the blizzard. Not being able to reach the knocker with his pa'w, Nero be- gan pushing against the door. There was no response from withing Nero ran back a few paces, then ran forward throwing himself furiously against the door. This time the door was opened by a slender, pretty girl who peered out into the storm as Nero brushed past her into the room. Not seeing anyone, she began talking anxiously to Nero who tried hard to speak but all he could manage to say was a little VVoof , nodding his head, then laying on the Hoof he proceeded as if to brush his collar offg the girl discovered the reason for this and soon 'had the bottle of medi- cine in her hand. Nero waited no longer but bolted through the door, which was still open, and ran to the spot where Rich- ard lay half buried in the snow. Nero, looked anxiously into 'his master's face then dropped beside him, moving into a position which he knew would keep Richard warmer. Richard lay still, and his breath came fainter and fainter. Nero barked wildly every few moments. At 'last there came a loud Hello! Nero jumped to his feet barking louder yet. Two men appeared, after bending over Richard a few minutes one of them said, f'Lucky, Gracie Mar- lowe called us on the phone and told us to search for him. l He is nearly gone, isn't he? asked the other. Well, I should say he has very little chance, responded the other, rubbing Richard's arms and legs as hard as 'he could. Then he lifted Richard in his arms, and the other man lifted Nero tenderly saying, If it hadn't been for this dog -. Do you think he will live? 'A Oh yes! replied the other. He is breathing quite naturally now. f'Where is Nero? came a voice which was Richardls. Woof, came Nero's bark, then he settled down in the man's arms contentedly. Virlie Ranger, '31, SACRIFICE T began in the Sophomore year at the University of Paris-, and forever after until their last deed was done, the love of Jeanne Le Blanc and john Du Mond was the inspiration and ideal of their lives. And it was no small wonder that they should be thus so interested in each other. Jeanne was the athletic type of girl, but with a sweet spiritual quality which seemed to dominate her physical qualities. john was a handsome Hsix-footer with a strange religious fervor. Popular? Yes, both of them were so much so that it is really a marvel as to the manner in which they managed to keep together, But love always finds a way . After their college days were over the true aspirations and hopes of John and jeanne manifested themselves. He wished to go to a theological school to prepare for a career in the ministry. She wished to be a nurse. So the parting of the ways came at last. There could be no marriage until john was earning sulificient money to support a wife. So the Fires of their hoped for union were quenched for a time. john studied for the ministry and proved to be one of the leading men of his pro- fession. So dearly did he love it that slowly but surely it gained control of all his future aspirations, he became willing to give up all and follow it even unto the end of the earth. Jeanne became an elici- ent nurse, but her career never dominated her love for john. Because of her sweet and sympathetic nature she was loved by all 'her patients, and soon became one of the outstanding nurses in a large hospital in Paris. A dark and omnious cloud threatened the happy and prosperous minister. His work called him to go as a missionary into the wilds of India. He must not marry before he departed on his mission nor while he was fulfilling 'his dutiesg all his time and energy must be spent on the pro- fession which he had chosen. Day by day 68 THE LAUREL he was torn between his great love for Jeanne and the future of his career. But always his love for his profession bade him make the sacrifice. bravely and did encourage John. knew how great Jeanne bore the news her best to cheer and She, loyal little trouper, the force of religion was on her lover and freely forgave him. She realized that to try and dissuade him would be useless. So two human souls made the supreme sacrifice. John departed for India, per- haps never to return. Despite the brave character of Jeanne, Johnis leaving was too much for her. She knew there would never be another in her life. Therefore, to hide her grief, she became a nun, con- secrating her life to the same cause that her lover had. Brokenhearted though she was, she made a brave struggle and was always known as the 'K Sad Nun . No portion of her life went by thereafter in which she did not do some deed of kind- ness, always sacrificing 'herself for the need and want of others. Love was her guiding star and her faith in its shining rays made her work at her tasks more as- sidously than ever. Always before her was the image of her beloved John eternally ringing in her ears were his last words: No matter where I am nor what I am doing I shall never forget you, dear Jeanne, and through all the years to come l shall pray for our union if it be not until Paradise. Have true faith and God will reward you. Many struggling years followed in which Jeanne, through 'her proficiency as a nun, forever faithful to her vows, was made Abbess of the little convent. As the overseer of the convent Jeanne assumed new duties. She performed them with a sad spiritual air which was impen- nun friends. and etrable even by 'her closest Many years had passed and her hair was now snow white, but there in her eyes that supreme still lingered devotion for which she had sacrificed everything. Une evening in early June, just as the roses were beginning to bloom in all their splendor and beauty, Jeanne slowly made her way through the lovely and well-kept garden of the convent. Despite her three- score years, she walked erect, the regal queen of her domaing the sad queen of her memories. Suddenly she turned pale and trembled visibly. Through the gar- den gate could be seen an old man with snow white hair. Although thus crowned by age, his shoulders were still erect and he walked with a slow but firm step. Jeanne peered intently into the n1an's face. She had seen and recognized. A cry rent the air: John, John my beloved! The 1112111 slowly turned and looked at her, the dejcction in his eyes slowly chang- ing. Jeanne, 1ny dear Jeanne! ,' , After all these years his beloved was before him and as the gate opened to admit him he gathered Jeanne in his arms kissing her tenderly. Children of God were they who, like footsore and wandering sheep, had hnally reached the fold of their de- sires. Like two helpless victims of a rag- ing sea, they were permitted by the all- seeing Father to have a last reunion with each other before their life work should have C11ClCCl upon this earth. Frances Wcatliern, '30. TQ6' PLAIN MARY ANN llli idea that Mary .Ann was plain was mostly of her own construction. She was certain that everyone else thought so but they did not, for she had a rare smile that came just at the right moment and she was an excellent eonversationalist. She knew how to draw a person out and just how to listen, but she was not aware of these qualities. She only knew that she had a snub nose, liberally sprinkled with freckles, blue eyes, and decidedly light hair that was so straight and unmanageable that she could have had it cut off entirely without the slightest sigh of regret. Now Mary wanted above all to be pretty THE LAUREL 69 because then she could be all that a light hearted girl should be. She would have any partner at the dances, whereas now the boys looked at her sober face as she sat apart from the other girls, and not a one had the courage to ask her to dance. One evening after 'having been a wall flower, dance after dance, she came home in tears, and stormed and raged at fate for making her so plain. After her sobs had subsided, she fell asleep and in the morn- ing awoke as fresh as ever, but very de- fiant. She knew she was a failure as a butterfly. She couldnlt be elflike because her blue eyes refused to twinkle with mis- chief and her hair would not curl. Besides who ever heard of fairy people with freck- les on their nose. Mother, she stated grimly, I'll not be defeated just because l can't enjoy what all girls dream about. There must be some work for me that will make me happy. I know you are not happy because I'm not, so I am going to End a way of my own. Now Mary, donlt feel so badly, for not all of us can be pretty, dear, besides you are not half as plain as you think. Mother whisked away to attend some duty, and Mary sighed, H Wish I could feel as contented as mother does, O well ! That afternoon she passed a poor little boy sitting on the curbing crying. She stopped and tried to soothe the child. He told hen' that he and l1is sister were terribly hungry and their father was ill. Taking Mary Ann's hand he led her to a shabby room in ia foul smelling tenement, where a sick man told of his ill luck and struggle to keep his little family after his wife's death. Such tragedies were horribly new to Mary Ann, but she immediately won her way into the hearts of the children with tender smiles and many words of sympathy. Soon she was coming every afternoon to just such places as this, and teaching the unfortunate people cleanliness, man- ners, and of God and His wonderful works. Her ready smile, her attentive listening to oft told sorrows and hardships, her art of conversation helped her more than beauty ever could have, and in no time she had found her life work, that of helping others, to better living and worthy thoughts. A All this made her soul beautifully pic- tured in the depths of her blue eyes- where once had rested defiance. She soon learned that contentment came only from doing some work that helped others. She was as beautiful to the people she loved, as any angel, and they in turn loved her. One night she looked in at a dance, knowing that many of her friends would be there. She was so surprised that she could not help stammering when one popu- lar young man of her school days, asked her to danceg then another came, and be- fore she was aware of what was happening she was enjoying herself as well as the frilly, doll-like girls, for Mary Ann was no longer plain. A true touch with life had made her face sweet to behold, true light of beauty shone in her eyes, softening them to misty pools that agreed with her smiles. She had earned happiness for her- self by leading happiness to others. Sylvia MCI.0ltghl1i11, '29. TT' THE WEIRD SISTERS SUDDPIN gust of icy wind shrilled through the gloomy cave, whistling and echoing in the numerous hidden re- cesses. The Hre, in the hearth of- hewn rocks, flickered spasmodically, but again blazed high. Kyrie shadows danced on the wall of jagged rock until the cavern seemed filled with strange spirits. In one black corner, a spotted snake was coiled, its glowing, beady eyes fixed on the grotesque shadows, ready to spring if any reflection took human form. Suspended over the fireplace was a sooty kettle, from which a sickening odor arose. A rustle and stir, just outside the dusky cavern! The sound of low, measured 70 THE L chanting-and the three sisters entered. The first was cackling gleefully at the antics of a bony, hlthy cat, perched on her shoulder. The other two seemed more alb- sorbed in serious conversation. Their thin, black robes trailed lazily behind as they paced up and down, down and up, ex- pectant - waiting. The firelight sharpened the coarse features, and pointed noses, and the grey locks, floating in freedom about their shoulders were made more ragged. Sud- denly the witches paused in an attitude of listening. A ' menacing rumble rolled through the cave, the snake reared, writh- ing and twisting. The sisters seated them- selves by the fire nodding and mumbling incantations, their minds w a n d e r i n g through scenes in another world. Sway- ing to and fro and the sound of their chant fills the cave,- - The weird sisters, hand in hand, Postors of the sea and land, Thus do go about about ' Thrice to thine and thrice to mine, And thrice again, to make of nine. , Peace! The charms wound up? Elizabeth Baker, '29, MAN IN THE MOON THE pines, with proudly held heads, reared black and straight against the hori- zon. Their slender branches tossed rest- lessly about, like sinewy arms. From over the hill a -mist floated-yellow and im- penetrable. Hovering over all, like some unearthly spirit. Suddenly, something bright beamed through the fogs, some- thing very like a radiant smile. The clouds parted, like evil spirits slinking from the presence of an angel, and the moon burst forth, a radiant, vitally human thing. Its eyes were not distinct but were probably twink-ling, the nose was pudgy and ugly-but the mouth of this moon-what a redeeming feature that was! It was pursed in a delightfully gay smile, the corners turning up in tiny creases. This jolly face laughed down AUREL upon the earth for a few moments, then glided busily on its round of the world for it is the guardian and protector of all in the gloomy night. Elisabeth Baker, '29, TT FANTAISIE NCE, long, long ago a lassie wan- dered through the cool recesses of an aged forest. The dignihed monarchs of the wood bowed graciously, and whis- pered, 'A Welcome, welcome to our sanctu- ary. And the lass was glad. Reverently, almost, she ventured further, till she came to the heart of the forest. Wolidroiisly fair was it to behold. Tall ferns clustered here and there, flowers nodded their lovely heads in masses of gold, blue and rose. The earth was softly carpeted with fragrant needles from the pine and the fir. A stag stood motionless behind a giant oak tree, and overhead, smiling through the lacy tops of the trees as their branches met, like arches of old, the blue sky pronounced a benediwction on the scene below. At the right, half hidden by the admir- ing ferns,ia brook gurgled delightedly, caroling sweet words to the flowers, and even the old trees nodded indulgently. Ecstatically the lass clapped her hands as she gazed, into its cool, mirrored surface, at its bed of pure white sand, laughed joyously as a blue bird swooped gracefully down, drank of its pure nectar, and Hew away refreshed. God was good to give her the brook for a playmate. For a time she dabibled her fingers in its coolness, played :by it, loved it, Then, as it teasingly ran in and out, she cried, Oh little brook, I will run with you. The trees shook their hoary heads and murmured gravely, Stay, stay? The flowers lifted their faces coaxingly, Please stay. Laughingly, however, she ran on with the 'little brook. One by one she left be- THE LAUREL 71 hind the trees, the flowers, 'til s-he came out into the sunlight. But lo, the brook, her playmate, had changed! Sluggishly it wound in and out. Richly garbed, poisonous flowers smiled into its slimy waters. Sharp rocks cut her, as blinded with tears she turned back to the ancient cathedral of trees. Are all brooks like that. she criec with all the disappointment and sorrow Welling up from the depths of her heart. pl! ' I And the beautiful trees of the aged for- est, nodded sadly, Even so, even so. Medora Hogan, '29. DAWN A GOLDEN orb rises slowly in the east peeping down on the grim, forbidding world below. As it rises higher it sheds an ethereal glow upon the white robed earth, and leaves behind a trail of flimsy scarlet clouds. The air is crisp and frosty, while everything seems to sparkle and crackle its greeting to the rising sun. All is bedecked in a heavy robe of frost shimmering like diamonds, as it reflects the gorgeous beauty of King Sol. The trees stand slim and majestic in their cloak of ermine. The whole world appears an immovable statue in the icy grip of winter. Ella Huff, '29, CONTENTMENT HILLS to climb-wind and trees! The joy of looking far over the horizon and to wander. Mountains-rugged, scantily clad with trees that nestle close to its ever steep sides. A river that gleams like a tiny silver ribbon, curling in and out with wee islands scattered like polka dots, here and there. Sand, crunchy, and worn white and fine by the pounding of the rollicking waves. Salt spray ever cooling, ever stinging against one's skin. The bliss of floating lazily on, letting baby waves slap one's cheeks in delight. A scramble, as a huge wave towers high, pauses a moment, then breaks into a madcap swirling mass racing to the beach. A mouthful of salty water -ugh! A sheepish grin, ball on the beach-a hot dog! Home, a good book- Contentmnent l Medora Hogan. ORCH ESTRATION FNTRANCED, the audience was lost in rapt musing. The Pagan was being played. Violins blend into flickering wavering, altar fires-with scarlet shadows ,through the dusk. Low toned bass viols mutter, murmur, grow heavy - solid - stable - merge into a sombre, stately temple-with shadowy, silent recesses. Drums rollg are strengthened-the God Isis-with flaring, piercing eyes. Piccolos shrill- flutes dance in rhythmic movement-the steady motion of a lone worshipper before the shrine. The whole orchestra bursts into one chord of fanatical praise and joy. An ominous rumbling bass horn-the God lsis opens 'his mighty lips-weird, shrill harmony-a fast rhythm-low, threatening wider tones-the worshipper staggers from his knees-fainter music - Fate has been decreed. Iilizabeth Baker, 129. g -l.l BIOGRAPHY OF AN IRISH LAD H15 smiling son of Erin of whom l am writing, first opened his soft gray eyes in the autumnal days of 1911. The metropolis of our country claims 'his birth although nearly all of his life has been spent here in this uncosmic com- munity. Among my earliest recollections is one of the old school yard where we spent our kindergarten days together. He was frail, due to the fact that double pneumonia nearly claimed his life the first year in school. He was very popular with us VVhen the fourth grade was reached, a 72 THE LAUREL Eve-year-olds if for no other reason be- cause he could whistle in a way unknown to any of tl1e rest. This was because his two front teeth both came out at the same time leaving a large space where the tongue could produce warbles and trills fascinating to the ear. As I remember it, one of his Hrst, if not the first ambition to be his, was that of becoming a prize tighter. Yet he was not the loud mouthed, pugnacious type of boy that usually holds that ambition and proclaims it to the world by carrying the proverbial chip on his shoulder. My subject was quiet and unassuming. His hstic prowess did not become known until one of the more forward boys picked a fight involving the reputation of the challenger and the pride of this Whistler. The challenger went down to defeat at the hand, or rather both Hsts,.of my friend. change came over him. The natural inter- est in athletics which was retarded by his ill-health burst forth and on the school grounds his favorites were, the Giants and Dempsey, the comparatively recent conqueror of the man mountain U, jess Willard. The basketball team found a place for him and he was known as the heaviest hitter on the diamond. An- other development was that of his now characteristic humor and love of fun. In the latter, we were associates. Many a time our names were linked together in pranks for which neither the rod nor the child were spared. After one last year of deviltry we were given our diplomas midst the yawns and sighs of relief from our pedagogues. The next few years are too well known to bear repeating. He is now a rather tall youth with clean cut and hand- some features. He has many fine qualities and few poor ones, but among them are his lack of concentration and foresight. His nature is that of an Epicurian. He seems to live for the moment alone. But one does not criticize him for his shortcomings because his personality is so likeable. He has grit U and like his ancestors, he is not afraid of anything. The best way to dis- cover this is to see him tackle a man in a Football game. His tackles are not around the neck nor about the ankles, but just above the knees. He breaks through in- terference and tackles the ball carrier with such viciousness that the opponent's jaws snap together. Among the girls, he is a decided favorite, but his indifference to them is to be commended. As a Writer of letters, he is superb. He weaves his humor and personality so cleverly to- gether that the product gives one the im- pression of talking with him. He reads some, being fond of detective stories and light romance. Among the periodicals that find their way to 'him are, judge and the 'I Police Gazette . Tn conclusion I will say that he is a fine fellow and friend worth having. Peter Mills, 20 -rv SPRING TINY, l0vely maiden VVith eyes of wispy blue, ln a world of boisterous people Took a timid step or two. They took one look and wondered, Then smiled with all their might- 'Twas They Th ey They such a charming little miss made themselves polite. donned their silken garments, showered her with praise, And tried to make her feel at home In a thousand different ways. Hut that shyest little maiden lVith her eyes of bluest blue, XVas so very, very frightened She scarce knew what to do. So she ran quite far away from there Sobibing softly as she ran, NVhile her would-be-lovers wondered As only lovers can. THE LAUREL 73 But her father, ,hoary Winter, Waxed indignant, aye and bold. He squelched those would-be lovers With a blizzard, wet and cold. Now that tiny, lovely maiden With her eyes of wispy blue, In a world a great deal wiser XVill take a step or two. Medora Hogan, '29. LINDBERGH DVENTURE he sought and adventure he got As he skimmed over the blue, The controls he jerked and as pilot worked For he boasted not of a crew. He sailed the sea and flew on free, As free as his Eagle bird, But when he dropped on the land he 's hopped 5 Ilalloos and applause he heard, But the voices calling were not enthralling As the rapture he tasted theng The wing of the eagle and not honors regal Called and is calling again And so did he leave, this land bereave Have we lost our hero? but Lo! They see him appear and again we hear His voice from Mexico. Olive Weeks, '29, CORN AND PEOPLE XVATCHED two little brown kernels Roll slowly back and forth. At last one slowly rolled over, Gradually swelled, and burst forth A small white ball of corn. I watched two little brown kernels Roll slowly back and forth. , At last one hesitated, crouched, And with a pop! burst forth A small white ball of corn. Isn't humanity just like that? On a problem which requires force, Some apply themselves and slowly push VVhile others work in the explosive force, Each attaining the same end. V Lydia McCully, ,29. QUESTION 2 HAT makes the air so fragrant? What makes the sky so blue? What makes the flowers gay? And covers grass with dew? Why does the sun shine brightly? Why do the flowers dance? Why does the wind blow lightly? VVhy do the children prance? What makes the birds fly high? What makes the rain come down? What makes the March winds sigh? makes the buttercups wear a golden NVhat crown? NVhat does nature feed the fly? VVhy do violets grow? VVhy do they call me silly? Because I want to know. - Frances Wright, '3o. MY STUDIE-BUNK! NOW possess a little car, The kind you often see, From here we've often been afar, And always got back, by Gee! She 's been in many a repair shop, And I've bought tires galore, On six cylinders she should pop, But she only pops on four. Many miles for gas I ,ve come, Because she wouldnyt run on air, And taken all in all, by gum! She hasn't used me fair. She rattles, thumps, bumps and jumps, She runs. gallops, paces and walks, On big hills she stops at lumps, I But how thankful I am she never talks! Milburn Steventr, '29. DREAMS S the moon soft-veiled In mystic clouds Peeps out-but to be jailed In binding shrouds. As the wind high-strung From out the sky Sweeps down-out flung And then glides by. 74 THE LAUREL , As the bubble blown Into the sun Hesitatingly has flown Bursts-and is gone Thus is a passing dream Fantastic wrought, A momentary gleam And then is nought. Ella Hui, '29, A POEM ? HROUGHOUT our course at High School Writing poems has been our fate, And the struggle to me has been Rather painful to relate. I How I have wished for the gift of Longfellow For my ideal he has always been, But try as I might I could not get A single line from my perl. The waste basket would bulge with its contents, My arm ache with much over-use, It seemed as if fate were against me For just out of reach was the 'An1use . I always have pitied the teachers, When my rhymes they have tried to read: Ifven my best ehforts were fruitless, To fame they never would lead. Sylvia McLaughlin, 129. LIFE IFE is like a little spring NVith laughs and songs and bubbles And we must take whate'er it brings Of joys and cares and troubles. The spring chooses not its own smooth way, But o'er sticks and rocks it 'll ride, And onward thus for many a day To the ever restless tide. Life goes on in a similar way, Onward we go at its will, When at last comes the final day NVhen the restless tide is still. Kathryn Spihmey, '29, LIFE'S WAY NCE again the portal opens, As it did a year ago, And across the threshold, Seniors, As before, are led to go. We who for four years have labored For this honor to attain, Feel repaid for all our eflorts, Feel it has not been in vain. Not alone could we ,have done this But for teachers kind and true, They have helped us in the struggle And to them our success is due. 'Tis with sorrow that we leave them And the F. H. S. so dear, Leave to enter Life's great portal And our hopes are mixed with fear. Sylvia McLaughli1z, 29. 1 A DAY DAY of life Is a queer thing. It 's amusing to see lVhat each may bring. Sometimes it 's happiness After sorrow, Perhaps worry and care For the morrow. Sometimes with joy We greet the dawn, Yet we may be glad VVhen that day has gone. Yet whatever each bears Be it pain or pleasure, Each day of our lives Is a priceless treasure. Ella Haj, '29. WORRY GRIN spectre loomed up from nowhere- It seized me, throttled me with cold wet fingers, I fought it4warily, then madly- But gaunt, yet larger Step 'by step, minute by minute lt surrounded me. l screamed in defiance. Taunting, hollow, mocking Laughter echoed back- lt bound mehwith giant invisible cords, And blood drops like Cold sweat gathered on my forehead- Oh God, have mercy on me! l cried in terror! And wind breathing sweetness and hope Bringing night, lovely and radiant Brought peace to my soul. . Medora Hogan, '29. JUS' TIRED ATIN ain't done, In English l'm mired, Dunno 's I care, 'M jus' tired. T H E Don' give hangerty hang For the blankerty blank ole school- In spite of 5th period Math. each day I'l1 always be a fool, Hain't goin' ter study, Don' care 'f I'm fired, I'm goin' ter bed 'Cause boy I'm tired! - Mcdora Hogan., ,29 AN OPINION HEN the dim dusk is falling And the evening is nigh, When the hermit thrush is calling, Underneath the starlit sky. Then my heart is filled with longing, A longing that never will cease 'Til I'm out in the wide, wide spaces In a world that 's calmed by peace. On a road that 's long and winding, On a road that knows no end, Where the full moon is mirrored In the stream around the bend. lt is just at the supper hour When all are going home, And the car lights are reliected On the sky's wide, blue dome. There is a hill beyond me Whose summit is so high That all the cars that are coming down Seem falling from the sky. Beside the road is a forest, Where the trees are stately and tall, But of the many kinds of trees The pines are the best of all. They whisper all their secrets To the gentle evening breeze And lift their lofty heads Far above the other trees. People may have the city With all its noise and din, But I 'd rather have the country To ride and to wander in. People may have the theatre, The cabaret and the club, But I'd rather have the country, The pine trees and the stars above. Mary Mauock LAUREL I '25 THE LAND THAT NEVER WAS HURLED conventions to thunder. I cast all books in Hell's great jaws, I disdained earth's petty pleasures And turned to the Land That Never Was. Beauty, thrilling, aching in its splendor, Music, calling, luring one on and ong Silence, night's radiant mystery, The birth of a new day, called Dawn. Hills to climb, a collie dog, Oh Dancing Master Wind, The moon in the velvety heavens By a thousand stars was pinned. And once in the cool of the evening Xhlith soft blankets tucked around T drifted over an emerald lake Tn my boat of soft swansdown. The waves crooned low a lullaby With gentle slap and sxvish. Freedom! no lessons or worries, What more could a mortal wish? Are you tired of ponderous volumes Of all wise saints and saws? just will the world to the devil And come to the Land That Never Was. Medora Hogan. PENSEE ll the winds a-blowing, a-beckoning linticing me on and on, With the rhythm of its music Throbbing like an endless song. Oh it lifts me up, exalts me, Makes me long to cast aside Convention's sordid measure And ride on and on forever. Medora Hogan. A DR EAM IGHT, fantastic, soft and airy, A mystic bubble fair. Never still, no time to tarry Soaring through the cloudless air. On and up a glowing vision Breath of fantasy full blown, Knowing not its useless mission Wrapt in depths as yet unknown. THE Up, still up the dream gods waft it With increasing beauty bright, Till disillusion cruelly grasps it Crushng it from mortal sight. Gone the beauteous, wavering rainbow, Death to all hope's fond endeavor VVhile the unknown masks our sorrow, Thus the dream gods fail us ever. Ella Huff. BROKEN DREAMS NCIZ the Master of all Pottery In my unworthy hands A lovely bit of fragile china intrusted NVith a manner grave and grand. Keep it, guard it, spoke he In a voice like soft wind and rain. May it bring you joy, Could he-did he dream the pain? How l worshipped it, fought for it, I would have died to shield its radiant hues 'But one day- Oh curses on that day, I fell. Shattered into a million Fiendish demons it lay. Blindly, vainly I tried to pick up the tiny pieces, They cut me, stung me, The cuts healed in time But the scars remained? Living symbols of my folly. Does the Master of all Pottery ever mind? Perhaps Sometime. Medora Hogan, REBELLION BUILT a castle on a hill And oh I loved it so. It towered high, silvery, gay, A glorious tinkling show. But somehow the gilt all faded And my castle tumbled down, A heap of tawdry tinsel, A hill all bleak with a frown. Must I build a castle of prim gray stone, A common sense thing quite plain, A silent, somber hued tower of mud Witli never a smile again? Medora Hogan. LAUREL A SCHOOL PSALM ELL us not, oh worthy teachers, That this is our last year here, That the time is quickly passing, And our parting time draws near. There is pleasure and some sorrow, In our course from day to dayg Pleasure in our hopes and efforts, Sorrow for our failures pay. French is long and so is Latin, And our History as well, Algebra and also English Each their busy story tell. Let us make our lives of value To those coming on the way, Deeds and not mere words are needed To make each a fruitful day. If only when our course is ended, lVe may leave here footprints plain, To help others in striving onward, Then our work is not in vain. Sylvia McLaughlin THE FAILURE POEM now, I must begin, So please stand by, Wlhile I tune in. The volume is weak, And the static loud, And of the poem now, I won't be proud. lVhat can you expect Of a girl like me NVith no ear for rhyme Or eye to see, Neither writer's gift Nor poet's head, VVhen my tubes are weak And battery is dead? Sylvia McLaughlin THE SPIRIT VVEE little cottage Stood on a hill, Of joyous happiness Drinking its fill. Sordid unhappiness Crept stealthily by And as he watched Heaved an angry sigh. THE LAUREL For it hurt his pride That one so small Should shut out his prowess By a tiny wall. Yet the cottage stood ln its joyous plight, Shutting out all But joy and light. It stood many years ln the self same spot Never knowing a mar Or blemish or blot. Love smiled out the windows. Truth peeked out the doors, And the fire of friendship Gently roars. Not long ago ln ruins it fell, Yet the ruins still Have a story to tell. Though it 's merely a wreck In defiance it lies. Smiling a song To the blue of the skies. Still jealous discord Stalks with stealthy tread, Casting down maledictions On the cottage's head. The years have rolled by, The cottage is dead, And a group of wild flowers VVaves in its stead. The flowers are happy From night to morn, For the spirit of the cottage Still lives on. There they wave On the top of the hill, Of joyous happiness Drinking their fill. Ella CHEMISTRY H sun and moon and stars Please lend your rays to me, An ever struggling stranger In a hopeless, unknown sea. Huff. YVherever I may go, Wlhatever I may see, 1 hope that l shall never find The meaning of Chemistry. The concoctions of that air Lab! They have no charms for me. lt's always Stop! and Look! and Listen Or blown up you will be. just take a piece of sulphur And burn it slow, but well. The smell will be the result Of what I have to tell. Then there 's formulas to learn And equations to write, Guess some of us just wished Our books would take a flight. Oh Chemistry, Oh Chemistry, You were not meant for me But only was concocted For the student that I ought to be. Frances Weathern. IN ELFLAN D HE scene is in a woodland, The time is seven ten, The birds have all retired. The fox is in his den. The owl is just arriving Upon his lofty perch, The moon has just come peeping Over the tallest birch. An elf is softly calling To friends among the leaves, The sound is sweet as music Brought to us by the breeze. This elf is very tiny, His suit is of plain brown, His hair is slightly curly, He is of great renown. ln Elfland he 's important, He really is the guide. As others hear his calling, They hurry to his side. Three little men come running From the bottom of a treeg Two more are hastening to him From the air, it seems to me. Soon the opening is crowded With people all in brown, Some from the earth are rising, Some to it coming down, THE As soon as they stop pouring To him, from every side The first one tells the others To follow him, the guide. He takes them from the woodland Far, far across the fields, To where a poor old miser A fortune tries to shield. He takes them in the cottage VVhere this old miser stays, They hunt and find the treasure Right where one always lays. He orders his companions To each a portion take, Then off he starts well loaded. They follow in his wake. He takes them to the village And at each house he calls. He leaves part of the treasure For people big and small. - Then he, with his companions, Starts back home to the woods, They all are vary happy, They feel they 're done some good. The leader calls for silence. It 's half past onef' he squeaks, I think it's time you people VVcre all in bed-asleep. Mr11'j'01'ie Spinncy JUST Ll'l'l'LE THINGS OU get up in the morning VVith cheerful smile and bright, Thinking, that for one day, Things will go just right. Perhaps you ,break a shoe-string, Or hit your crazy-hone , Or else you lose a button And none to be re-sewn. It may he that the clockys slow, Or that it stopped o'er night. Now you 've lost your best pen In such a wild flight. - But never mind-the day 'll come When things like this won't be. You 'll live a long, long while, though, Before' your dream you 'll see. But keep up hope-the day 'll come When things like this won't matter. For you 'll be old and gray, my dear, And can control them better. Kathryn M, Spinney, LAUREL MT. BLUE HIE dark clouds shroud her summit Foretelling the coming storm, Below lie fields of whiteness, The snow of days now gone. Unlike the days of summer VVith its bright, unblemished blue, It guards us, cold and threatening, The well known old Mt. Blue. She towers high and lofty Xvith grim or kindly hue, Shc's there and ever faithful, The aged old Mt. Blue. Kathryn Spimzey. OUR LIFE VERY ship that leaves a dock, Sets sail for a definite portg And that, my friends, gives you and me A subject for serious thought. Throughout our life, we're like a ship, Sailing the ocean blue. l.et's choose our course as the captain does, And keep it straight and true. Helen Voter, ,31. LIFE'S CAKE WISH I might write a poem, A poem that would take The very elements of life To mix in one big cake. And in this cake I should place The spice of all good will, And never should I stir within A single pain or chill. I'll mix within a lot of smiles. And frost it o'er with glee, So when you took a bit you 'd say, This cake 's the thing for me! Joyce Berry, 32. v 1 THE PEARL DIVER'S SONG REP is my diving into the sea, Precious my pearls they are to me For who can dive as deep as I Or see my pearls with the naked eye? None! None! Oh! there may divers be But we are most clever, my father and me Be it shallow or deep we dive, Dripping come up. Glorious! Alive! With Apollo above us we dry on the shore And into the waves We plunge for more. VVith water above us over our heads, With water below us a carpet we tread, THE LAUREL 79 In a fairy land of green and blue, VVith a castle of coral and pearly hue VVith fish for slaves and pages there. I'm a king in my kingdom below the air. It's great to be king in the water play To laugh and sport in the waves all day. Each tiny drop of ethereal hue, I love it drenched in liquid blue. Here and there and all about I 'm thrown as in a boxing bout. I swim and dive and float around, And I feel in the waves a rolling sound. Down. deep down, I see a pearl, And then through Deep in the heart My pearl I snatch watery caverns whirl of my glorious sea. and away I flee, Happiest I when closely pressed To the Ocean's boundless, heaving breast, And if Death should e'er come seeking me, Pray God, we meet on the rollicking sea. Olive Weeks. ICHABOD CRANE CHABOD CRANE was lank and lean, A more gommener person you 've never seen. His head was small, and fiat at top, And his feet looked as tho' they were used for a mop. Ilis eyes were little, and green, and glassy, If you ask me, 'l'hey're really classy! His nose was long and appeared to be Greek. For larger hands, you 'd never seek. VVhen you see him on a windy day You 'd think the breeze would blow him away. He was master in the little log school, lVhere he went to teach the Golden Rule. As his head was little his brains were few, But do not blame him, he taught all he knew. VVith dominant dignity, and absolute sway, He lorded it over them all the day. And when at night he started for home, To the edge of the brookside he would roamg There he 'd sing in a gutteral bass voice, Which was only his as a matter of choice. Ile courted the 'fair Katrina Van Tassel, And longed for her home to be his castle. Sad to relate but very true, His day of happiness. he never knew. When returning from courting her one night, By evil spirits, he was wafted from sight. He was never seen in the village more W'here he had lived, two score and four. So this ends the sad tale of Ichabod Crane, But to our memories he ,ll stay the same. dark Marjorie Bragg, '3I. WINDS HERE are many kinds of winds, VVinds of song and laughter, Playful, teasing, joking winds. That forget what they come after. Winds that bring the rain and snow- VVinds that blow you as you gog Winds that urge you ever forward, Love the brave and hate the coward. Winds that ever blow before you All your hopes, ambitions, dreamsg Make you hurry, lest they lose you, Skim the hills and leap the streams. VVinds can make you lose your worries, Make you laugh or make you sigh. Winds that blow the snow in fiurries, Chase the clouds across the sky, Give a thrill upon Z1 hilltop To nie, as they pass me by. Dorothy Parker, '3I. SCHOOL I'M going to school as you may know, And I'll tell you my lessons are nothing slow. I study 'bout English, Latin and Greekg And for any more French I'll never seekg I also have Geometry and Science, And I'm sure that Civics is not my alliance, I'll tell you now if you lack something to do, just come up to the old Gray and Blue . Madalyn, Richards, '31. MY WAY IF all the days I go to schoolp I could just have my way, Instead of coming to this place And studying every day, I'd take a pair of snowshoes And tramp and tramp and tramp, Until the teachers couldn't reach me XVith any two cent stamp! Glemlon Smith, '31. A QUESTION HERE do all the Seniors go? Some little Freshman wants to know. Town Meeting! Hush little baby, don't you cry, You'll be a Senior bye and bye. Down the street all in a line Everyone going for a good time. Town Meeting! VVith all the Seniors turned loose, Miss Howard has to play Mother Goose, 80 THE LAUREL VVhere are you going? asks a passer-by. Does jack Frost trace on your window pane? 'K Down to Music Hall, but not on the sly. Are you lullecl to sleep by the YVinter rain? Town Meeting! The gaunt white birches like sentinels tall VVe have to be good little doves, Seem to be watching over all. 'Cause if we doi1't, we'll get the gloves! Christine Luce, 131. You will be glad when the merry brooks sing, Bringing the news of the coming of Springg ODE T0 A FARMHUUSE The warm sun shines and the bluebirds trill, 1'I 1'LE brown house alone- on the hill, And the roses climb to your Window-sill. Vvith the Snow drifted up to your Dear little house, please tell me true, Window-Siu, ' VVh2lt,S the best gift I could give to you- Does the North XVind whistle around your door Thc Vvlntel' SHOW, Of the Slimmer rain, As clown from the mountain it sweeps with a Ol' the Coming of loved M195 home il?-fain? roar? N 'I -x r Norma Luce, '3I. xl P M ' - My If l 745 rn ui -'A :bl ' -'JL - 3- -- v- -, - , A, A - iff .Z-..-Zz, 192.3 1929 5 f 2? , , 1 A . A , fff ' ' ,, Z g 82 THE LAUREL SCHOOL CALEN DAR N Sept. 4th SCHOOL commences, what a disappoint- ment to a few. Of course all of us are perfectly willing to come back and study our heads off for the remainder of the year. A few, however, being only human, felt that indeed here was one of the worst ac- cidents which could ever befall them. They thought of the dances, and that ador- able pavilion on the Augusta road, known as The Willows , and sighed. Life is just what you make it. It was with such a resigned opinion that we, really human people, returned to school. -IMPRESSIONS Scene: A group of girls seated before the open fire-place at Wildwood, a camp belonging to one of the girls. Time: September 9, during the latter part of the afternoon. Characters : Junior Classman v Betty Hodgkins- Senior Classman - Gwen Clarke Sophomore Classman - Babs Parker together with six fellows, three more girls, and Mr. and Mrs. Clark as chaperons. Enter three girls-Babs, Gwen and Betty. Betty: Well, for the first time since we came, girls, we are alone in the house. Now, how about a chat? Bahs and Gwen: Good, let 's go! fAll snatch cushions from the window seat and gather around the fire-place.j Betty: School has started fine and the first week has gone so fast! Say, Babs, how do you like your Commercial teacher? Babs: Oh, honestly, she is the 'best teacher I've ever had. She keeps .good discipline and yet is greatly admired and liked by all her students. By the way, Gwen, you have a new English teacher. How do you like her? Gwen: So far Miss Witmer is just per- fect. She cou1dn't be better. We 've al- ready talked of forming a Dramatic Club and are planning on 'many good times along with our school work for the year. VVith her keen interest and the coopera- tion of all around her I see no reason why she won't make a booming success. Speaking of the teachers have you seen the new music instructor? Babs and Betty: No, we didn't go to chorus. Gwen: Oh Boy, you missed it. She 's very intelligent and nice. During Music Period tho' I thought I'd pass out-you know Dot Morrell was well expressing her vocal chords per usual. Anyway all of a sudden, Miss Perkins, for that 's her name, spoke up in a very sweet manner and said, H Will the girl who is sitting in the back of the room please come down front and sit with Beryl Luce in order that l can hear her sing. Evidently she thought she was 'being funny but just wait until she knows Dot Morrell, then she will appreciate her talent. Betty, are you tak- ing that beloved subject of mine, Chem- istry? How 's the new sub-master for he is teaching that, is he not? Betty: Oh sure ve alvys say it mit Chemistry!! The sub-'master proves to be a good teacher all right. He says he has two good arguers in his two divisions of Chemistry, those two are Virginia Mc- Laughlin and myself. He tells me I'm getting better and better each day in the act. I reached the climax, according to his estimation, the other day when I began arguing with myself. But no joking I'm reforming since then and am nearing the Conclusion. Then Maxine Weathern will probably take my place. He 's often sar- castic but we are getting so we like it now. They say he is doing excellent work with the football team and is making a good squad. So Hurrah for Coach Dinsmore. Babs, are you taking English from Mrs. Bryant? Babs: Yes, I do and I consider myself lucky. The more I am in her classes the better I like her. She is so very original THE LAUREL 83 in all her schemes that it makes her have a very pleasing personality. I'm very glad Mr. Howland came back again this year for he has done some fine work in our school. Gwen, how come you 're taking French the third year? Gwen: You see it 's like this. I think Mr. Gilman is about as good a teacher as could be found to teach French. Also I am very fond of the French language and wish to learn more about it. Comprenez- vous? Oui? ' Betty: If I recollect correctly this was to be only a chat and not a gossip hour. How about it? Gwen: You may call it whatever you like but I still have a question to ask Betty. Are you taking Latin? Betty: Sointly, why not? Couldn't help taking it with Mrs. Miner as teacher. She 's the only reason I have for taking it though. Girls, to be serious, don't you think Miss Howard and Mrs. Miner could truthfully be called true teachers of F. I-I. S? Girls in unison: Yes, we certainly think they could. Babs Qwho has strolled to the windowj: Time, girls, conference is closed. Here comes the crowd! All rush in and music followed by danc- ing, together with general laughter and talking, closes this little scene which we have been gazing upon and also the chat which we' have been so lucky in hearing. Dorothea Hodgkins, '29. Sept. 19-20 No school!! Franklin County Fair. All aboard for the fair grounds!!! When arriving at the gate our glance travels to and fro. We see good looking fakirs and in we hurry. However smooth of tongue they may be, in reality they 're of about as much value as a bag of jelly beans. After consuming about fifteen hot-dogs, thirty cones of ice cream and four bottles of soda, we proceed to the Merry Mix- up . Around and around in the air we go, then a slightly uppish feeling comes from the lower regions in which we store our food. It, however, is all in the fun. It is worth three volcanic or rather startling upheavals to get away from school to see the animals, especially the monkeys. Sometimes-I cannot help but be im- pressed by Darwin's theory. Sept. 28 - According to all the ancient customs of our school the Freshman reception is one of the leading events of the year's social activities. So on this night of nights we invited the Freshmen to become as it were active members in our social circle by giv- ing a party in their honor. The program for the evening as ar- ranged by the committee was as follows: Piano Solo ..................... Mr. Gilman Reading ....................... Olive Weeks Casey at the Bat Chorus of Popular Songs ........ Senior Girls The Freshmen at this point being young and fractious we thought would be unable to remain quiet much longer, so we had a doughnut race to help release their increas- ing spirits. Following this came the Grand March, after which games were played such as Seven In and Seven Out, and dancing. The music was furnished by the Normal School Orchestra. At ten the Seniors saw that the Fresh- 111611 were looking at the clock and yawn- ing, so refreshments were annouced in order to renovate the spirits of all pres- ent. After the orchestra had eaten there was more music and dancing until the guests began to go home. One of the main features throughout the evening was Miss Medora Hogan, who, dressed as a gypsy, wended her way among the merry-makers with fortunes for all who sought her. Another event which afterward proved very fortunate Ca Freshman was mistaken for a Seniorj was llallowe'en Contes 84 THE LAUREL the pinning of badges upon the Freshmen who submitted to this with great good nature, realizing that even Seniors must have their sport. All in all the party was a huge success and much praise is due to Dorothy Lane, Elizabeth linker and Sylvia McLaughlin, the committee. Olive IVc'c'ks, '29. Oct. 2 Early in October In l9Z2S, VVe had initiation And had it up to date. lYe took the Alolly Juniors And rigged them all up fine, VVe took them out on Broadway And kept them all in line. YVC made them walk, XVe made them run, VVe made them laugh and ery. lVe made them entertain us, Vl'hile we, we thought we 'cl die. VVe are the class of twenty-nine, They. the class of thirty, And though they all enjoyed the fun, lVe used them kinda dirty. Yet after all we did to them They really have no grudge. lior since that time, we 've fed them well On ice cream, cake and fudge. MG7'j'0V1'C Sliifzamy, '29. The above is an account of the Y. M. S. C.. initiation. Oct. 19 The Sophomore Class entertained the members of the School and their parents and teachers at a jolly Hallowe'en party in the main room of the High School building. The room was attractively dec- orated in true H'allovve'en style by a COITI- mittec headed by Patreace Hall. A feature of the decorations was four enor- mous ,lack O'Lanterns, fashioned and donated by Allison Hoar, vvhich, with a background of cornstalks, Were very effective. The moving of seats was attended to by a committee of boys in charge of Albert Thompson and refreshments of doughnuts and very new and exceptionally fine cider were provided L11'lClCI' the leadership of Katherine Gerrish and Barbara Hemin- way, assisted by a corps of eight wait- resses, Madelyn Richards a11d Francena NVilbur serving, assisted by Mrs. Bryant and Mrs. Miner of the faculty. An enthusiastically received program was planned by an entertainment commit- tee, Christine Luce, chairman, in which the following numbers were presented: Duet ............. Norma l.nce, Ruth Moody l'Iallowe'en Song Halloween Sketch ........... Sophomore Girls .. . Smith Brothers Cornet Solo ...... .... R obert White XVitches' Dance . Violin Solo ..... Relay Race ......... . . . . ... Sophomore Girls . ........ Mary Otis Seniors vs. Juniors t .. .......... Freshmen Good Night Song ........... Sophomore Girls The performers presented their num- bers with a finish that would have been creditable in much older students. The relay race was won by the Juniors, who lined up and were presented with large, luscious lollypops, while the Freshman contest was won by Sarah Blamey, who received a box of candy. The program of marching and games, followed by dancing, was in charge of Peter Mills, President of the Senior Class, in which the grand march was led by Sen- iors, followed by other classes in order. Music was furnished by an orchestra composed of Miss Doris Miner, pianog Donald Nichols, banjo-mandolin, and My- ron Starlmird, saxophone, which, judging by the hearty applause, was much enjoyed by the company. By ll o'clock the merry company had departed and one of the events of the school year had passed into history. Much credit is due Mrs. Miner for the success of the occasion. Franklin fonrnal. Nov. 2 The Dramatic Club and the Glee Club entertain their parents, In this hurried THE LAUREL 85 existence that we lead we are prone to for- get those we hold most dear, hence the clubs put forth a special effort to do that which would give most pleasure to their fathers and mothers. The Glee Club gave a cantata, Hia- watha , and other musical numbers of equal merit. The Dramatic Club presented the one act play, 'K Maker of Dreams . The cast was as follows: Pierrette ....... .... I rma Russell Pierrot . . . . . Edward Gagne Manufacturer ................... Peter Mills The D. C. Old Fashioned Trio closed the program with: The Minuet ........... Sylvia McLaughlin VVhen Grandma VVas a Girl ..,....... .. Elizabeth Buker In the Sweet Long Ago ..... Lewis Webber At the 'close of the entertainment tea was served by Misses Sylvia McLaughlin and Elizabeth Buker. JUNIOR PRIZE SPEAKING junior Prize Speaking has begun. Im- agine the quaking Juniors. However, they did exceedingly well. The first group was as follows: Florence Adams Laura Lambert Raymond Berry Ida Merry Leo Campbell Ernestine Small Norma Nickerson Ruth Weymouth Dorothea Hodgkins Nov. 9 K VVe have witnessed the second instal- ment of Junior speakers. We can be mighty proud of them. They are certainly doing remarkable work. Let's give them three cheers. RAHZ RAH! RAH! Lloyd Argyle Carroll Hines Hazel Bryant Vivian Russell Thelma Craig Clyde Taylor Helen Gould Olive XVhitney Elliott Hodgkins Nov. 16 junior Prize Speaking! still going strong. Donald Averill Lloyd Hunt Donald Frederick Donald Mace Ellen Bunnell Donnell Ryan Milton Deane Maxine Voter Dorothy Haines Frances Wright Nov. 21 DRAMATIC CLUB ENTERTAINS THE COMMERCIAL CLUB .The D. C., a new organization in Farm- ington High School, gives their second social event of the year by entertaining the Y. M. S. C. at V. I. S. Hall in West Farm- ington. The program was as follows: A One Act Play ........... Commercial Club Stunt ............ ..... D ramatic Club Treasure Hunt ............. Commercial Club The treasure proved to be a silk banner for the Commercial Club. The remainder of the evening was spent in dancing and eating popcorn. Nov. Q3 . 4 This group completed the junior Prize Speaking preliminaries. So-me very re- markable work was done and wehave all enjoyed the programs. Adrie Barrows John Callahan Beryl Flood Clinton lngraham Myrton Nute Walter Sargent Frances Weathern Gordon Bragg Maxine Cook Agnes Merchant Nov. 29-30 Vacation and Turkey. These two thoughts are uppermost in the minds of all. Now devolves upon us a serious case- what to do for stomach ache. K' And after-while after came tears. Dec. 7 FARMINGTON HIGH SCHOOL ANNUAL FAIR Though the fair is primarily a financial enterprise it is none the less artistic and 86 THE LAUREL entertaining. Considerable originality and artistry was shown by the various booths representing the different classes. The Seniors being 'f sweet -sixteen! had the confectionery department. And what delicious candy there was too. Their booth was tastily decorated in the class colors, green and gold. The Sophomores furnished linen gifts for Christmas. The display of fancy work was lovely. Their corner was much sought after and admired. The Juniors' table was gray and blue, and was considered by some the most at- tractive booth in the hall. lt attracted fully as much attention as did the delecta- ble things with which it was filled. They also had charge of the Cafeteria which was a very pleasant nook in which to lunch. Probably the most original and unique of all the booths was furnished by the babies of our school, the Freshmen. They conducted the Squash Corner's Post Office. Their postmaster and mistress were costumed to suit their parts. The strange part about it all was the fact that each parcel was lacking ten cents in post- age. Mistake in the mail service some way that day for sure. But what can you expect during the rush of the holiday season? In the evening a good sized audience was entertained by the breezy play, Col- legiate . The play was a comedy, based on the story of a woman who, being over- burdened with money, wants to send her daughter to a finishing school. Did she get finished? Well, rather! The cast was as follows: Miss Grim Wood ........... Thelma Meisner Minerva Kazan ..... Olive Weeks lda Land ..... ....... C hristine Luce Amy ......... .. Dorothea Hodgkins Nina Darcers ...... Arlyne Clark Louise Marsh .......... Ella Huff Elizabeth Buker Frances Morrell Rosabel Parker Harry Marsh .. Sayward Ross Sue Warner .... Mrs. Too Rich .. Beatrice .... . . .. .. Terrance Kazan .. Donnell Ryan Max Land ......... , Raymond Berry Professor Hicks .............. George Hobbs Dancers Barbara Heminway Madelyn Richards Mary Nelson Beryl Flood Hazel Bryant Dorothy Parker Dec. l4 Exams! A terrible way to celebrate the last day of school! The night before the leaves had turned, some fast and, of course, others more slowly-according to how much concen- tration was placed on the work. 'Twas the night before finals VVhen all through my brain, T was seeking for knowledge, But alas! 'Twas in vain. All theorems had left me, And appeared in their places Visions of teachers NVith distorted faces Running at me with questions and groans, Their slashing and lashing Made shiver my bones. Backward, turn backward, Oh, time, in thy flight. Make it the first quarter Just for tonight. Reader dear, the above isn't original but it 's mighty synonymous . lan. ll According to the customary way of do- ing the Junior Class was divided into divi- sions for the Junior Prize Speaking Pre- liminaries. Each division had its turn at speaking on Friday afternoons. Because this was something new, to many of 'the students at first it seemed difficult and yet the majority of Juniors have received much from this training. With the patience and fine training of our English instructor, Miss Witmer, the Preliminaries proved a success. The following were chosen for the Finals which were held today: The Confederates .... Dorothea Hodgkins First Prize Elisabeth ............... Dorothy Haines Second Prize , , THE LAUREL 87 Hiram Blows In ........... Donnell Ryan First Prize Ledgen of Ber ..........,. Gordon Bragg Second Prize Blue Roses ................. Helen Gould Landing of the Pilgrims ............. .. Donald Frederick 'A VVandering Jew .... ..... C lyde Taylor Pierpole ............ . . Olive Whitney Nora and the Twins ........ Maxine Cook Sign of the Cross ...... Frances lNeathern Dorothea Hadgkinr, '3o. jan. 15 We were again confronted with the selling of Magazines, A very snappy person in the form of a salesman addressed the school in the usual pleasing manner, connnon to his type. Frances Morrell was elected chairman of the entire proceedings with tains under her, Clara Bell Russell for the Blue Streaks, and Olive Weeks for the Red Flashes. The contest was well conducted and went forward with a bang. The Red Flashes won and it was up to the Blue Streaks to suitably reward such salesman- ship so they set the date for said reward to be given March 19. two cap- Feb. ll After a week of informal initiation which consisted of Silent Day, Respect Day, Slave Day and Stunt Day, the junior members of the Dramatic Club were for- mally initiated at the regular meeting. The President called the meeting to order. Eleven members of the junior Class, and Mrs. Bryant, as an honorary member, were initiated into the club by a very impressive Candle Light service. Program: Piano Solo ............. .. Arlyne Clark School Song ............... .... A ssembly Address by the President Reading of the Constitution Announcement of Initiation Scripture and Prayer ...,..... Medora Hogan Address on Loyalty ................. .. Elizabeth Buker, Sec. Candle Service , The 'formal meeting was then adjourned and tea was served by the hostess of the evening, Miss Sylvia McLaughlin. Elizabeth Buker, 229. Feb. 13 On Wednesday evening, the Commercial Club of F. H. S. delightfully entertained the Dramatic Club at the V. I. S. Hall in VVest Farmington. A week previous to the date a mysterious invitation was handed to the Dramatic Club in the shape of a Valentine bidding them to come masked ready for a good time. The spirit of the Club members was shown through the efforts of the different committees. Florence Adams was chairman of the dec- oration committee and hearts of various sizes, red and white streamers, red lights and Cupid's darts were used by this com- mittee most effectively. George Hobbs was chairman of the program committee. The program consisted of: Welcome .................... Clinton Merry Music .............. Francis Studley, Pianist Percy Golding, Cornetist jokes from the Fish Pond ................ . . . . . . . . . . . . .. Lloyd Hunt, Ernestine Small Stunts ...................... Dramatic Club Presentation of Gift .......... Clinton Merry The Dramatic Club was presented a scrapbook of green and White, from which they have discovered their mono- gram. Marjorie Spinney was in charge of the entertainment committee. She con- ducted various contests, among which were a hammer and needle contest, the winners of which were: Hammer contest, Norma Nickersong Needle contest, Ed- ward Gagne. Grand March, Seven In and Seven Out, Tucker, and dancing were en- joyed by everyone. The music was fur- nished by Francis Studley and Percy Golding. Favors of hearts were presented everyone. The refreshment committee under the leadership of Mae Kershner served refreshments of sandwiches, hot chocolate and cake. A cake decorated with SS THE LAUREL the club colors, green and white, was pre- sented the Dramatic Club. Feb. 21 A Assembly Exercises by the Seniors: Devotional Exercises .......... Irina Russell Song, Mount Vernon Bells 'T .......... .. Lydia McCully, Annette Hutchinson, Eliza- beth Buker, Ella Huff, Frances Morrell, Helen Weeks Lincoln Essay ..... ..... .... O l ive VVeeks America School Mar. 1 Assembly Exercises by the juniors: Thelma Craig Dorothy Haines Devotional Exercises ...... Family Months ............. Cornet Solo ,.... .....,....... G ordon Bragg Lloyd Hunt Solo, Till We Meet Again .... America .... Sohool Mar. 8- Assembly Exercises by the Freshmen: Devotional Exercises ...,....... Anna Austin Song, The King's Highway .......... .. James Small, Lewis Rackliffe, Vernard Rus- sell, Thomas Roderick, Dwight Beedy, Rich- ard Gagneg Eloise McGary, Accompanist Informal Dramatization from t'Ivanhoe - Gerth Pays the Jew Wilfred of Ivanhoe .......... James Small Gerth, the Swineherd ...... Lewis RackliiTe Isaac, the Jew ....... Clifford Oliver Rebecca, his daughter .. Emma Petrie Mar. 13 The Music Club entertained the Dra- matic and Commercial Clubs at a most gorgeous party at V. I. S. Hall. Rather a popular hall for the F. H. S. clubs, what think you? Though this was the last of the three club social events it was none the less successful to say the least. Did we have a good time? We must have had in view of the fact that we had a number of uninvited guests pay us a visit-evi- dently - envious! ! ! The delightful program was as follows: Duet, Ciribiribim . . . . . ....... . ...... . .. . . . . . . . . . . . .. Arlynei Clark, Christine Luce Reading . . . .................. Norma Luce Violin Solo .........,.... .. Mary Otis Chorus, t'Old King Cole ........ Glee Club The evening was spent in dancing and games concluded with very delicious re- freshments. Mar. 15 ' Assembly Exercises by the Sophomores: Duet ............. Norma Luce, Ruth Moody Sophomore Song ..... Seven Sophomore Girls Reading, Americas Taj Mahal ....... .. Albert Thompson Mar. 19 Here is the account of that long looked for event ! l The Blue Streaks give the Red Flashes their reward for bravery? No, for sales- manship! Three cheers for the WIN- NERS ! RAI-Il RAH! RAH! They were entertained as follows: Piano Solo, 'A The Storm 'T ...... Mr. Gilman Reading, The Railroad Crossing ..... .. . Helen Weeks Song .............,......... Freshman Boys Then general dancing ensued, the inter- est in which was heightened no doubt, by the presence of three of the F. S. N. S. Orchestra, Francis Studley, Percy Golding and Donald Nichols. Mar. 22 This year, as in previous ones, Farm- ington entered the Bates League and the teams were chosen. Those taking places on the affirmative side were Peter Mills and Sylvia McLaughlin, speakers, and Dorothy Haines, alternate, while the nega- tive team was composed of Olive Weeks and Medora Hogan, speakers, and Clyde Taylor, alternate. The question for de- bate between the schools was Resolved, that the United States should refuse to protect her investments in the Caribbean by armed force except after formal decla- ration of war. Considerable time was spent in concen- THE LAUREL 89 trated effort by the teams in looking up material on the question and just before the triangular debate the two teams met to test their arguments. The Affirmative teams of the respective places remained at home while the Nega- tive teams traveled as is the usual custom. Farmington High School Debaters made an even break in discussing the question. The Negative team won at Mexico by a vote of 2 to 1, and the Afiinmative lost to Dixlield by a 2 to 1 vote of the judges, Rev. Charles Brown, and John R. Bass and A. M. Sanborn of Wilton. Mar. 22 Assembly Exercises by the Seniors: Devotional Exercises Piano Solo ........ , Arlyne Clark Reading ...... . . . Helen Weeks School Song Apr. 5 Assembly Exercises by the Juniors: Devotional Exercises . . . . . . Norma Nickerson Piano Solo, Polly ........... Mr. Gilman Reading, Le Laveur de Chiens ........ . . Maxine Cook l.a Marceillaise ..................... . . Lloyd Hunt, Frances Weathern, Donnell Ryan, Adrie Barrows, Gordon Bragg, Thelma Craig. Dorothea Hodgkins, Dorothy Haines, Beryl Flood Apr. 12 Assembly Exercises by the Sophomores: Flag Salute ......................... .School Reading, H Concord Hymn . . Dorothy Parker Piano Solo .................... Ruth Moody Reading, U The Flag Goes By ............ Fred Jackson Star Spangled Banner ,..... School Apr. lil JUNIOR PROM! The big event of our Junior year has come and gone. Since we entered F. H. S. the Junior Prom has been the leading event of each year. While Freshmen we looked with pleasure and a bit of envy whom we then consid- upon the Juniors ered quite high on the rounds of the Lad- We looked forward we might delight our- selves in putting over the Brom. This der of Knowledge. to the time when we have done and successfully too. With the alumni and fellow students the Prom was in every way a the cooperation of success. The following committee were elected as the Junior Prom Committee: Dorothy Haines, Beryl Flood, Dorothea Hodgkins and John Callahan, all of whom worked diligently and faithfully in the enterprise. Dorothea Hodgkins, 130. Apr. 26 Assembly Exercises by the Freshmen: Devotional Exercises ........... James Small Song, Spring! Gentle Spring! ........ .. Anna Austin, Mildred Hagerstrom, Laura Leavitt, Manette Hinkley, Almeda Kempton, Josephine Craig. Sarah Blarney, Lucille Wil- liams, Eloise McGary, Accompanist Readings 'K May is Building Her House . Joyce Berry The First Blue Bird ...... Mary Morrell America, the Beautiful ...... School Apr. 30 TULIP TIME Really, after that-is said there is little left to be said. It has been the talk of the town. Success did you say? Well, I rather guess it was a wonder and nothing less. They were perfect-gorgeous- supreme-. OH! Webster, help me out! And they made it what it was meant to be, outrageously entertaining. The Burgomaster describes the opening scene perfectly when he says, H Und vy shouldn't be from such? Just look at der vindmills, mit der air blowing around loose, der streams and canals giggling and guggling among der grasses, der little birds flitting and tvitting from hence to dence and elsevhere, By golly, it is simply superliuous ! we? Do we ever want to forget Robert WVhite? In his role as Burgornas- C an 90 THE LAUREL ter he surely achieved success. Naughty boy! He nearly made the audience dis- grace themselves laughing uproariouslyhat him. For wholesome good fun and laughter Tulip Time could not be surpassed. May 3 Assembly Exercises by the Seniors: Devotional Exercises ...... Clara Bell Russell Reading, Up Where Maine Comes In .... Elizabeth Buker Song .......................... Senior Girls America, the Beautiful U ............ School FARMINGTON ON TOP IN FRANKLIN COUNTY CONTEST The Franklin County Shorthand and Typewriting Contest was held at the Com- mercial Rooms at Farmington High School under the supervision of the County Leader, Miss Opal Webber. Miss Marjorie Spinney of the Farming- ton High School won in the Senior Short- hand Contest, dictated at one hundred words per minute for three minutes, mak- ing twenty-one errors. Miss Mae Kershner of Farmington was the winner of Class A Typewriting Con- test, her speed being forty-four words a minute with eighteen errors. Miss Erma Haskell of Rangeley won in Class B of the Typewriting Contest, her speed being forty-nine words a minute with nineteen errors. Prizes of 32.50 gold pieces were awarded the winners. May 8 THE LAUREL GOES T0 THE PRINTERS A FORD BED-TIME STORY ONCE upon a time there was a little old Ford, and it rattled right along. Now this Ford was owned by a big, big boy, and it rattled right along. This big boy was very romantic,-so the famous Ford rat- tled right along. Now, once upon a time this big boy got a nice girl, 'twas his best girl,-and the Ford- rattled right along. 'K Now, George, you haven't said any- thing tonight. VVhat's the matter? Oh, nothing, Peg, nothing. I was just thinkingf' The Ford rattled right along. Then this good-goody girl turned her tongue loose and how it rattled! Occa- sionally it was interrupted by causing a communication betwfeen four lips. Smack!! But the Ford rattled right along. More frequent and louder grew the familiar sounds and, by my faith, that Ford grew interested. And says George, 'fl-I just wanted to say-er-er, to ask if- If What? You 've said that for the last half hour. VVell, yes, but l' just want to ask - and the Ford stood right still- to ask if-if- Oh yes, George, I know what you want. Of course, l will, George, dear. All right, that 's a darling. See if that right front tire is Hat. I hate to go around. And so, children, we do not know the reaction, but the Ford rattled right along! Donald Averill, '3o. 7 - THE LAUREL 91 In 'QM 5-4 .pu tffZMl ' Z!!! X A REVISED COURSE IN JUNIOR ENGLISH Famous sayings from noted orators: I know not what course others may take but as for me, give me Zero and I get death! l l There are times that try H1C11,S souls! As when teachers give zeros for Christ- mas giftsf, Fourscore and seven years ago, Miss Howard brought forth upon this High School a new History conceived in ? and dedicated to the proposition that all dates must be LEARNED I I l' LISTENING IN ON MT. OLYMPUS Time: 1929. Place: Mt. Olympus. Characters: jupiter Q. , . . Donnell Ryan Hercules . . . . Clyde Taylor Apollo . . . . . Lloyd Argyle Venus . ..... Helen Gould Cupid . . . . . Donald Frederick Mars . . . . Milton Deane Vesta . . . ....... Ida Merry Mercury ...... ...... I ack Callahan Minerva .......,. Frances Weathern As the curtain rises Jupiter is seen seated on the throne sipping nectar. Jupiter: Mercury! V CMercury entersj VVhat hearest thou of news from Farming- ton High? Mercury: A goodly sum. Some good, some bad. Apollo: Lettest us hear the good news nrst. e Mercury: First, the Operetta went over big. They got around one hundred and Hfty dollars proht. e Zjtflsxlti jfjhlx Hercules: That shows that what I said about being in Holland was right. Vesta: VVhat did you say? Hercules: I said they could make money on a Holland play or an American one 'but it was lucky they didn't choose a Scottish play! CAll laugh-please.j jupiter: lfVhat else for news, Mercury? Mercury: Now comes the bad news. All: Bad news? Mercury: Yes. It seems Professor Howland gave the four classes an intelli- gence test last week and only six passed it. Three Seniors, one Junior and two Sopho- mores. Venus: One Junior? Who could it have been? Mars: Why, Maxine Voter, of course. Vesta: No, it must have been Lloyd llunt. Mercury: Neither one. It was Gordon Bragg. jupiter: Wliat have you in your hand? Mercury: Oh! the junior teacher, Mr. Gilman, sent you this. QI-Iands Jupiter a piece of papeizj There are some important questions which he wished us to answer or solve for him. Cupid: Are they about love? If so I 'll settle them. jupiter: No, they are not on love. I 'll read them. QReads.j 'K Most honorable gods and goddesses, it is in desperation that I write you concern- ing these questions. I have tried all in my power to answer or solve them but in vain so I leave them in the hands of you, the 92 Most High, solve them. 1. How THE L in hopes you will be able to is it possible for me to make the Juniors become quiet before recess? 2. What can I do to stop Elliott Hodgkins from talking out loud when in classroom? 3. How' to whisper? 4. How ton Nute be 5. How can I teach Walter Sargent can Carroll Hines and Myr- made to stop being tardy? can I get every one in junior French to translate fluently? You have heard the reading of these vital questions, what shall we do about them? Minerva: I move we adjourn to decide these vital questions. Apollo : I second the motion. jupiter: It has been moved and sec- onded that we adjourn to decide upon these questions. All in favor rise. fAll rise.j It is a vote. We will go at once as no time can be lost. CExeunt.j The decision of the gods and goddesses had not been made as this goes to press. 1929 AS YOU LIKE IT All the world 's a stage But only juniors are actors. O, how full of briers is this school-day world! Do you not know I am a Junior? VVhen I think, I must speak. Cheating provoketh teachers more than any- thing. We that are true Juniors get into strange circumstances. If the Juniors be but young and fair They have the gift to know it. And so from hour to hour, we dream and dream And then from hour to hour we sleep and sleep And thereby hangs a tale. I had rather have a junior to make me merry than a Senior to make me sad. For in my Junior days I never did apply good straight studies to my brain. Students dehnitions: Gender: shows whether a man is mascu- line, feminine, or neuter. AUREI. Gravitation: is that which if there were none we should all fly away. Women's suffering is the state of suffer- ing to which they were born. The laws of nature are made by the Con- gress of the United States. Dorothea H.: Mr. Sargent, you must bring that money for that Prom ticket. Sargent: Really I can 't, because I haven't got the money. Dorothea H.: Well, why don't you get a job, and get the money? Sargent: VVell, to tell the truth, my father doesn't want me to work. Mr. Dinsmore CCom. Geog.j: VVl1at makes it so warm around Mexico? Unknown voice: The Good Gul f Stream. Mr. Dinsmore: Sure it isn't Texaco? Florence Adams: I shouldn't complain. All spring you had a cold, all summer you had laryngitis and now you 've got a line case of hay fever, haventt you? Carrol Hines: Yes, asthma weakness, now. Today Mr. Din.smore is trying to get a monopoly on chewing gum in chemistry class. He passed around a crucible and very nearly hlled it. In English Class. Teacher: Miss Weatlierii, are you work- iug for Uncle Wiggly or whom? Miss Weathern, all bothered: What! VVhat did you say? Teacher: Oh, I was just interested in your occupation. VVill you kindly put it in the waste basket? Dumb Ruth: YVhat do you do for a liv- ing? George Hobbs: I work in the operating depantment of McLeary's Garage. Dumb Ruth: Oh, a trained nurse! Vivian Russell: It says in here you're unmarried from choice. THE LAUREL 93 Raymond Berry: Yeah, that 's right. My fiancee chose somebody else. Beryl Flood: Did you ever take chloro- form? Fllen Bunnell: teaches it? No, I haven't. Miss i Webber: Who This essay on K' Our Dog is word for word the same as Small's. Miss VVright: dog. Arthur Neal: maid, would you Mae Kershner: Why - er -- this sudden Y QWham lj Yes, mam, it 's the SEIIHC To avoid being an old marry a darned fool? is so Mr. Dinsniore in Com. Geography: Vie will have an exam tomorrow over the past six weeks' work. Mr. Yeaton: How far do we have in the book ? Mr. Dinsniore: What is that? An ani- mal ? Miss Flood intends to pass in her Book- keeping exam and it accidently drops into the waste basket. Miss Flood: That 's a good place for it. Heard in Geometry class. Mr. Howland: VVhat is a straight angle ? Argyle: A straight angle is a angle whose legs form a straight angle, Heard in study hall fourth perior Someone from the back of the raised his hand, but on receiving no tion he snapped his lingers. Mr. more remarks, 'K What do you want do? Sit up, beg, or roll over? Merry hesitated when the teacher on him to recite. Miss VVebber, who wished to cure I. room atten- Dins- me to called pupils what of blufiing, said to him: Clinton, would you call a person who pretends to know everything? ' Clinton: Why, a teacher, of course. What is the color of nitrogen dioxide? Mace: Brown. Mr. Dinsmore: So's brownbread. WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF Edward - had straight hair? Kenneth-forgot his white jacket? Clinton-had a good looking Normal? Peter - didnlt blush? Kathryn-went out with a man? Arlyne - should grow tall? Clara Belle-married a doctor? Flila Huff - wasn't brilliant? lithelyn-Biddy forgot to come over? Mae-wasn't seen with Annette? Annette-lost her Georgie dear ? Olive-ceased to be sarcastic? Medora Hogan-should have a date ? Ella Voter - developed boisterousness? During an examination Miss Webber asked: Does the question embarrass you? Miss Parker: Not at all, 'not at all, it is quite clear. It is the answer that bothers me l Heard in fifth period study hall. Leigh Morton in coughing holds his hand up to his mouth, Mr. Howland: Leigh! Use your hand as a muffier, not as a megaphone. Miss VVebber, instructing the use of the hyphen, asked them to give her an example of its use, and the word bird-cage was submitted by Raymond Berry. Miss Webber: That 's right, now tell me why we put a hyphen in bird-cage? Raymond: It is for the bird to sit on. Heard in Chemistry class. Mr. Dinsmore: Miss Hodgkins, will you give some characteristic of carbon di- oxide? Miss Hodgkins: Colorless, tasteless and odorless but it has a smell. S. M.: How dare you swear before me! L. W.: How did I know you wanted to swear first? 94 THE LAUREL ? ?QUESTIONS ? ? VVhy do our teachers at F. H. S. like to use the Palmer method system of writing? Why are some of our students becoming better writers? - Why are so many students taking chem- istry? VVhat Price Glory? Why have I asked all these questions? KEY TO ANSWERS! Because it aids them in making 'fzeros ! Because of the penalty of being late. CFor more information see - Carrol Hines or Helen Gould.j Because they can 't take Physics. Three C's and a D!! So as to fill up. this column in the Laurel! Miss Webber: Why don't you answer me? Mr. Hines: I' did, Miss Webber, I shook my head. Miss Webber: But you don't expect me to hear it rattle away up here, do you? Mr. M.: How is your boy getting along in high school? Mr. S.: He is halfback on the football team and all the way back in his studies. Mr. Dinsmore, in Chemistry class, springs one of his numerous jokes. Quite a while llater Bragg laughs. Mr. Dinsmore: Thanks, Bragg, I'll do it for you sometime. Transcribing a sentence in Shorthand: I will weave the woolxor wash the wall if you will watch all day for the yacht. Miss Adams: I can 't see any sense to that sentence. Miss Webber: If you will do dis for me, I will do dat for you. Miss Howard: Miss Voter, what rela- tion was James I to Mary, Queen of Scots? Miss Voter: He was the daughter of Mary, Queen of Scots! A Irma: Mr. Gilman, do you know what fruit cocktail is? Mr. Gilman: No-er- Irma: I mean in French- Mr. Gilman: Oh, I know what it is- don't you worry! JUNIOR OCCUPATIONS DURING 1929 Don Averill on duty as Class President. Some job. Gordon Bragg, chief tooter i11 F. H. S. Orchestra. We wondered where all the noise came from. Leo Campbell, laborious French student. There 's all our French right in a Nut Sbellf' Milton Deane hard at work keeping Frances Weathern peeved. Elliott Hodgkins running Public Car for jack Callahan and Leo Campbell. Got a license, Elliott? Carrol Hines entertaining Normals. Which one? Raymond Storer keeping mum , Storer is our Silent Cal . Clyde Taylor doing magic. 'A Why so mysterious, Clyde? Don Ryan keeping tab 011 a certain Senior l l ! H Mr. Dinsmore: Mr. Fredericks, give me the three states in which CO2 is found. Silence from Fredericks. Mr. Dinsmore: In what three states? Still silence. Mr. Dinsmore: Well states? Maine! Mass.! then, what three or Rhode Island? Miss Webber: If you were seated in a trolley car, every seat of which was occu- pied, and a lady entered, do? Mr. Neal: Pretend I was asleep. what would you Senior Latin. Ignorance is bliss- Peter Mills wants to know what a riding habit is. THE LAUREL 95 Mr. Gilman in French Il. How do you make a date in French? Miss Bryant: Don't need make mine, Mr. Gilman. French to Ella Huff, giving report amid the bustle Qmeaning hustleD: 'fVVe are transported back to the good old days. FRESHMAN ALLITERATIONS Bulky Beedy Bashful Buchanan Simple Sam Chatterbox Clark Girlish Gagne Witless VVebber Auspicious Alice Lonely Leroy Ample Almeda Studious Stewart Broadcasting Blamey Jolly Josephine Envious Emma Husky Holley Mighty Morton Tiny Taylor Bean-pole Bauer Clever Clinton Mammy Masterman Modest Merchant Impish Ida n Tests, tests, everywhere And drops and drops of inkg But never a 'prof' who 'll leave the room And let a poor man think. Modern Boy: Marry me and live in my heart, dear. Old Fashioned Girl: But I'd rather live in a good apartment somewhere. Medora, translating French: And one has a good' time in summer under the ham- mock. Mr. Gilman: Why were they under the hammock? LATEST ACCOMPLISHMENTS Gardiner Hinkley - T e a s i n g Mrs. Bryant. Eloise McGary - Vamping Ca little stalej. Manette Hinkley - Weeping. Philip Hines-Asking questions. May Hardy - Reducing. Anna Austin - Playing by ear fre- markable lj. Delbert Moody- Playing football. Owen Rollin - Milking. Glen Wellman - Getting wild with the girls Qnot so newj. Philip Pillsbury - Growing. Thomas Roderick - Thinking. Mr. Dinsmore: That substance is too expensive. Campbell Qcoming out of a dazej: It costs too much. Mr. Dinsmore: Wasn't that what I just said? Campbell: Oh, I thought you said something. Then Campbell resumed his nap. Miss Webber: Yes, in teaching stenog- raphy we are strong on accuracy. A visitor: How are you on speed? Miss Webber: Well, the last two girls we graduated married within three weeks. Show me the Frosh with dome so dead, Who never to himself has said, If the Prof gave me the grades I 'm worth I'd be the brightest guy on earth. u Mrs. Miner: How long had it been since Aeneas had last seen the Golden Branch? Ella Huff: Not since the last time. In Chemistry class Leo Campbell acci- dentally drops a piece of candy and it rolls directly in front of Mr. Dinsmore. Mr. Dinsmore: I wish if you were go- ing to pass out candy you 'd pass it out in a sanitary way. If with us you hap' to meet you 'll know us by these trade marks sweet! john Paul-His altitude. Stanley Keene-Big feet. i Lester Green-Expansive grin. Richard Witham- Carrot topl Lucile Keith-Her beautiful? form. Clifford Oliver-His studiousness. Ola McKechnie-Her name. Mildred Hagerstrom - Rainbow cos- tumes. Joyce Berry-Her pleasing plumpness. Francis Ellsworth -Cuteness. A :Samuel Bonney-His habit of making mistakes. Evelyn Gray- Her littleness. Austin Hodgkins-Ears. Everett Pline-His Smart-Alec ways, 96 THE LAUREL Dorothy Hogan-Her star-like bright- ness. Miss Webber: How many seasons in the year are there? Milburn Stevens: There are three, foot- ball basketball, and baseball. A green little Freshie In a green little way IVas mixing chemicals just for fun one day. Now the green little grasses tenderly wave, O'er the green little Freshie's green little grave. Miss Webber: VVhat is Dairying? Mae Kcrshner: Dairying is the milking of cows and putting them in bottles and cans to be sold to the people. CHILDREN AND THE SONGS THEY SUGGEST Vernard Russell-Spanish Cavalier. Laura Leavitt-Ain't She Sweet. Dorothy Parker-Vamping Rose. Isabel Currier-VVhispering Hope. Donald Williams-Old McDonald Had a Farm. Francis Luger-She's the Sweetheart of Six Other Guys. Lucile Williams-I Ainyt Nobody's Darling. Sayward Ross-Old Names of Old Flames. Arlene Greenwood-Me and My Shadow. Charles Norton-Sing Me a Baby Song. Alma Pillsbury - Coquette. Velma Litchheld-The Baby on the Doorstep. Lewis Rackliffe-The Dying Cowboy. Stanton Yeaton-The Little Ford Ram- hled Right Along. Mary Morrell-The Old Hen Cackled and the Rooster Crowed. SHAKESPEARE A LA MODE Once in a park two young people met, their names were ROMEO AND JULI- ET. He was a MERCHANT OF VENICE and she the daughter of KING i LEAR. He asked her to meet him there in the park every night for a period of time. After some discussing on her part she finally said, UAS YOU LIKE IT.', They carried out this plan for a while and on the TWELFTH NIGHT as they were approaching a seat in the park they saw TVVO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA discussing THE MERRY WIVES OF VVINDSOR, and they Hnally said, I' Let 's go see the play of TAMING OF THE SHREVV. That night the girl had a MlDSUMMER'S NIGHT DREAM that she and her friend went to the parson and were married. When she awoke she said her dream was a COMEDY OF ER- RORS. Early the next morning her friend came with a LOVER'S COM- PLAINT and asked her father for his daughter's hand and he consented. Thus ALL,S WELL THAT ENDS WELL. El'WCSf1.1ZU Small, Frmzfccs IV1'1'ghf, Florence Adams, g '3o. A FUNNY SENSATION The wind was raging in the trees, The rain was pelting hard, I ran to keep a pressing date, 'i he road was soft as lard. My right foot got away from me And started towards the west My left foot kept right on ahead VVith redoubled strain and stress. I grasped and scrambled, scratched and clawed. But it did no good, of course, For the more I tried to gain my stand The trouble grew the worse, My trousers were an awful sight, My face was worse it seemed. VVhat could I do in such a plight? Oh Lord, I woke, and found I'd only dreamed. Edward Gague, PRAYER OF WALTER LUCE I want to be a tough, I want to smoke and chew, I want to run around at night, Like other fellows do. THE LA Walter Sargent: Do you know I am a hero? I saved a girl. Ingraham: No, why? K Walter: I had two girls for tonight and saved one for tomorrow night. A woodpecker lit on a Freshn1an's head And settled down to drill. He bored away for half a day Arid finally broke his bill. Richard G.: VVhere can I find the fem- inine of monk F Mrs. Bryant: Try the dictionary. Richard G.: I have but it doesn't say what his wife is. Miss Howard: Bonney, give a phrase describing the belief of the Epicureans. Bonney: Eat, drink and get married! WEBBER-McLAUGHLIN WEDDING One of the swellest events of the year occurred last evening at V. I. S. Hall when Sylvia, the charming daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Leon McLaughlin, became the bride of Lewis Webber. The hall was tastefully decorated in red, white and blue hunting intermingled with holly. Blue and grey crepe paper in memory of old Farmington High helped form the canopy where bride and groom stood. Directly over the happy couple's heads was suspended a huge cow bell with VV and M painted in grey and blue. UREL 97 The bride's father presented Lewis with a huge box of gum drops and jelly beans. The bride was lovely in a sky blue pink satin foulard. Her hair was fastened with XVoolwortb and Company reall tortoise shell pins. She wore red satin slippers with aluminum buckles. She carried a bouquet of mistletoe. The bridal wreath was a creation of real orange peelings. Miss Gladys Brightman was superin- tendent of decorations and was assisted by Horace Yeaton. Laura Lambert as maid of honor, wore a London purple gown which had recently been dyed by the Supenba Cleaners. It is rumored that Walter Sargent was so smitten, that he proposed to her during the ceremony. The bridesmaids were Betty Buker, Olive VVeeks, Frances Weathern, Arlyne Clark, Dorothy Haines, and Dorothea Hodgkins. Their gowns were of cheese cloth in a Quincy shade. They wore sandals and white socks. The groom wore a swallow-tail coat, black and white checked trousers, a red tic and a pink celluloid collar. Music was furnished by the organiza- tion known as Wheeler's Band. It was very warlike and suggestive of the happy days to come. Wedding dinner was served at the Bakery and consisted of Eskimo pie and polar pudding. The couple will reside over the Red Store. mgxg it as x y! Xxts J-4 XY! 98 THE LAUREL FXLUVIPIIQ Farmington High School Study Hall- 'Yth Period! DEAR ALUMNL: Did you ever write a letter to a group of people? Have mercy upon me-I am too small for the huge task. Yes, it is huge-there are so many of you that want to know so much, If I fail to tell you a- bout Tom, Dick-Ruth or Mary-please forgive me and let me know in advance another year. Gee! folk we have had a swell time this year. fThe preceding sentence may be censored by our English teacher but it is so expressive, don't you know.j There really isn't much left to tell about us or what we have been doing. For if you have waded through the 'S Laurel this far you know we havenit been twirling our thumbs. Also if you knew Miss Wit- mer fEng. Instizj and the lessons she can assign!!!!??????? Honest and truly- well you ,cl know the rest. But then after all its your fellow class- mates that will prove of most interest to you. Eh? Wliat? As the Burgomaster would say-'I They have been Hitting hence, dense and elsewhere. You know I tho't I would sponge this job off on you folk so I wrote a few letters-a hundred more or less-to the Alumni-and I received much informa- tion I Y I I Those who are attending F. S. N. S. are: Alice Morton Lily Frederick Fva Hatch Herbert Hobbs George Kershner Freda Larcom Mildred Luce Rachel McLaughlin Florence Magoni Curtis Brown Theodore Gagne VVinifred Hamlin Isabel Osborn Alice Johnson Louise Leavitt Clarice Lufkin Helen McCully Irene Magoni NOTES Robert Payden Elizabeth Morton Flsie Savage Avis Russell Alice Stevens Myron Starbird Isabel Thomson Ruby Wagiier Cathryn Tuttle Those attending schools away from home: Kathleen Bailey - Randolph Macon, Lynchburg, Va. Barbara Gammon-VVheaton College. Richard Mallett -Bowdoin College. Virginia Mills - Bates College. Caroline Sweet-Wellesley College. Elizabeth T'aylor-Rochester School of Music. . Lucille VVhitconUb-Colby College. Richard VVhitten - Maine. Owen Gilman-Bowdoin College. Fthelyn Odell-Bliss College. Maurice Flood-Bryant and Stratton. Priscilla Goodwin-Bates College. Harry Huif-Colby College. Fdith Stanley-Bates College. Frederick Sturtevant - Hebron. Gioridon VVood--VVentworth Institute. Those who are away from home: Ruth French-Teaching in Milton, Maine. - Thelma Grover W Married. Norman Hodgkins-WTeaching in Mad- rid. Philip Parker-Vtforking in N. Y. City. Lucie Votere-Visiting her aunt in Brooklyn, N. Y. Eugene Camplbell-Fmployed by M. J. Meeham 81 Co., Lake Placid, N. Y. Alice Currier-Teaching school in New Vineyard, Maine. I Carl Milliken-In the Navy. Elizabeth Oliver- In Lewiston. Annie Beal--Maine General School of Nursing. THE,LAUREL 99 Weston Brown-In Brooklyn, N. Y. Jesse Doyen-Barbering in Bingham. Dorothy Merry- In Boston. Those who are at home: Thelma Grover - Married. Helen Knapp Eliot Dickey Eleanor Luce Olive Moody Burton Newton Esther Small Benjamin VVeathern Gladys Wellmail Miriam Barker i Hazel Doyen-Married. Evelyn Hovey Margaret ' Jackson Helen Iosselyn Hazel Kenney Eugene Moreau Ada Small Rachel Staples - Married. Eleanor Stevens Horace Yeaton-P. G. Course at F. H. S. Adelade Bassett passed away at her home this spring. Maybe you would like to hear from Owen Gilman so I will sign off and let him speak. ' UI am glad that such an energetic effort is being made to establish a more compre- hensive Alumni Department. Certainly, any graduate of F. H. S. is interested in the 'LAUREL' as a purely undergraduate paper. That is we are still interested in the athletic, dramatic, social and scholastic activities of the present student body. Even the quality of the Literary Depart- ment reveals much. It either sho'ws great or mediocre talent in student body to cre- ate in the literary realm. That is, a school magazine may well be called the barometer by which the rise and fall of the talent and creative ability of the student body as a whole can be gauged. I also feel sure that the 'LAUREL' is a paper which al- ways indicates a highly creative student group. It is natural that graduates are espe-. cially interested in the Alumni Depart- ment. A complete Alumni record printed in the ' LAUREL, is as sure a means as any to keep old friendships fresh and to con- tinue class unity which seems to be unfor- tunately lost after graduation. The Alumni Department helps to formulate a more loyal alumni, establishes a personal interest for us in the 'LAUREL', and inci- dentally familiarizes us with the under- graduates and interests us in all your various activities, on which, you may be assured, we are always wishing you the best of success. At present I am a Sophomore at Bow- doin College. The work is very fascinat- ing. Courses in college must necessarily be fascinating. Then too, the extra-cur- ricular activities here at Bowdoin, or in any college, are numerous and necessary to make college life complete. I am particu- larly interested in the musical clubs of this college. For the past two years I have been a member of the Instrumental Club and Glee Club. These clubs travel exten- sively each year. We have just returned from our Easter trip to Boston, New York and Philadelphia. Richard Mallett, F. H. S. '26, is also a member of the Instru- mental Club. One has just to be an alumnus before he realizes how much is to be missed after graduation from F. H. S. VVhile I have the opportunity I would like to say 'hello ' to all of my classmates and hope to read about each one of you in this edition of the ' LAUREL '. A 'A Sincerely, OWEN GILMAN.,, Now, dear reader, I have exhausted my meager supply of information and so with my heartiest best wishes I will say by-by. Yours truly, Alumni Editor, A. Clark. tx ciiiiisict s. Good things come in small packages. The P01'1i'z1v1 ', Kimball High School, Rumford Point, is a fine little paper. After all it 's quality and not quantity that counts. The Sport's lssue, HSUI11-1071 Slzcct tells us that Rloomheld High School ath- letic teams aren't to be played with. Con- gratulations on your 'Baseball record. The Rad and IVl1z'tr , Sanford, Maine, Xliednesday, December 19, 1923. Your school journal is an interesting paper about an interesting school. The Sport's and Social activities column show an ex- cellent interest and cooperation spirit of the people. The HP1'1l6fItHl , Stratton High School, breathes with the crisp. clear air of Maine Pines. Vile enjoy reading the well bal- anced departments of this paper. A little bit of wisdom from the poetry department runs as follows: Take school with a smile, Figure everything worth while. lf you're up let people know it, And a smile is the way to show it. lf you 're down smile just the same, That 's the way to play the game. The lAiRl7Jf7'll1M U, Guilford High School, Guilford, Maine, contributes some inspir- ing thoughts: Little Little grains of sense, the mighty diderenee YVhen the tests commence. drops of knowledge, Make Midst Though I may roam, Be it ever so humble There 'S no place like home. First. second, third base The 1llm'em ', Berlin High School, Berlin, New Hampshire. A Comet in the Heavens of High School journal- ism from a school that does things. Your year book is a fine pictorial history of your conquests in sports and of your clubs. Your Literary Number shows talent and clean thoughts. We print the following from your 'paper for our own edification: MAKE YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE lf you wish for this and wish for that, Take off your coat, take off your hat, Roll up your sleeves, it's up to you. To work. and make your dreams come true. The rrRUCQ1lFf!,, Portland High School, Portland, Maine. A very interesting edi- tion and we wish to compliment the authors of the story, Pierre , and the poem, Lights , for the beauty and depth in thoughts as well as their simplicity of expression. The Academy Herald of Gould Academy at Bethel, Maine, for February, 1929, prints these teary anecdotes: A.: Ginger ale, please. l.: Pale? A.: O! No! A glass will be plenty. They also inform us that the National Board of Review has passed the following new Scotch Songs: l Can't Give You Anything but Love. Let the Rest of the Worlcl Go ' Buy '. Let a Smile Be Your Umbrella. From the C1H'1'1'c1'J', February, 1929, of Bristol High School, Bristol, N. H., we copy: THE LAUREL 101 X: Your husband severely afflicted with voluntary inertia. Y: A poor dear! And all along I de- liberately accused him of being lazy. Teacher: Give a sentence using Julius Caesar. . . Bright Student: Julius seize her, or she will get away. From the fc.Sfer ', March 1, 1929, from Ellsworth High School we copy the following: Iack's father was very worried because J .lack was always at the bottom of his class. You must do better than this, my boy, he said. H You 'll grow up a duncef' 'K Oh! No! I shan't, Dad, said Jack. You see we learn the same things at both ends of the class. Miss Fields: Demonstrate the use of 4'love and Hlikev. Bill: I like my mother, but oh! how I love pie. A. B.: Is the pleasure of this dance to be mine? C. D.: Yes, all of it. 1 w X I X, tfhwl X439 iii? ' - - - k:- '-' ESE , f?-E 1254 i ',Q5:'1, x -if ' :V+ 'N ri x v 102 THE LAUREL 0 I a ..... , . it COLLEGIATE 1 f, f ly N We 'll Say They Are MOCCASINS will lead the Footwear Parade Made fOr both at the Rig Colleges this year Men and Women Be sure they are BASS MOCCASINS Made by G. H. Bass Sc Company WILTON, MAINE Sold by E. E. FLOOD CO., Farmington, Maine THAT COLLEGE COURSE Young folks, have you the desire to complete your education? VVant to go away to college? VVould you go if you had the funds? Most of you would do so. Why not start a savings account now? Why not bank some of the money you are earning and spending? If you really want to do a thing, you can do it. Build up a little fund. It will teach you the saving habit, and in time may prove the very friend in need which you are looking for. Wilton Trust Company THIf FRIENDLY BANK Wilton, Maine THE LAUREL 103 WE EXTEND A WELCOME HAND To you who are strangers in our community-to you who are old neighbors who have never visited our BANK- To you who are our present patrons- We extend a hand of sincere welcome with a request that you visit us and consult us whenever any of the numerous perplexing Hnancial matters bother you. 'This does not in any sense incur obligation, but we do want you to feel that we are ready to serve you in every way possible. Members Federal Reserve System PEOPLES NATIONAL BANK, f f Farmington, Maine BOYS! GIRLS! Have Your Hair Cut the Professional Way at BEEDY E99 GAR.VILLE'S Barber Shop Wllen You Think of a NEW' CAR Why Not Decide on a PONTIAC BIG SIX or the OAKLAND ALL AMERICAN SIX The great popularity of these Cars placed them in fourth position in sales in 1923. Our aim this year is third place. If you desire a higher priced Car we have the REO MATE or MASTER for you. - FARMINGTON AUTOMOBILE COMPANY Dealers in OAKLAND PONTIAC REO CARS 104 THE The Valetor Shop One Door South of Post Office FARMINGTON, MAINE All Work Done in Farmington I, AUREI. 8veng6cdg .Gkeo CANDY Norton 's Candy Store Broadway, Farmington, Maine Telephone Comzectiom' Low Selling Expense Enables Us to Save You from S50 to 513100 on Your Purchase of Zl PIANO Norton's Music Shop 4 CHURCH STREET FARMINGTON, - - MAINE C. N. Blanchard Attorney at Law VVILTON, MAINE Stoddard House Rooms qs3.5o-qs4,oo Props., MILLETT 81 FOSTER G. R. GRUA A TTORZVEY-A T-LA W Livermore Falls, Maine Public Cars N. E. Tel. 187 Tel' 20-2 THE LAUREL 105 W. E. Sawyer 8: Co. GENERAL MERCHANDISE W. E. Sawyer, President W. H. Sawyer, Treasurer WILTON MAINE The Dolores Beauty Parlor All Branches of BEAUTY CULTURE DOLORES EVELYN LEGGE Wilton, Maine N. E. Tel. 101-2 Drew's Dining Room B, F, Sfanlgy VVILTON, ME. Dealer in -Opposite Central Garage- GROCERIES DRY GOODS Table d'hote also a la carte HOME COOKED FOOD Direct Route Portland to Rangeley We Cook Our Own Peanuts MRS. L. E. DREW Phone 89 GENERAL MERCHANDISE Dryden, Maine Phones: N. E. 8008-2 Farmers' 3-2 Compliments of DR. C. F. ROWELL DR. L. E. ORR Wilton, Maine +44 Compliments of Keene's Barber Shop PROP., D. J. KEENE Dryden, I Maine 106 THE LAUREL GREETING CARDS GIFTS The BEIITOII Press PROGRAMS, DANCE DRDERS INVITAUDNS Decorations, Favors, Place Cards For SCHOOL SUPPLIES Of All Kinds Go to W H l T E ' S On Broadway For a BETTER BREAD Buy Compliments Of MILK AND HONEY B R E A D W. M. Pi6l'G6, D. D. S. Compliments of K. A. Rollins Chisholm Bakery Cosfs flfore, W'0rtlL .More W. A. Stuart Co. L. G. Hatch, Pres. S. W. Coolidge, Treas. HARDWARE HEATING AND PLUMBING LTV Winchester Store ERMORE FALLS, - MATNE Tel. 12 THE LAUREL 107 HH EVERY GOOD TIME IS A GOOD TIME TO KODAK In after years you 'will treasure pictures of your school days. Let us help you to get the kind of picture you want-the best. BROWNIE CAMERAS, 32.00 to 35.00 KODAKS, 55.00 and up FILMS AND SUPPLIES Developing Printing Enlaifging Our line of PHOTO ALBUMS is Complete - IVIARR'S DRUG STORE The Kodak Shop 62 Nlain Street Lake' Little Place We Advertise in the Laurel Because We Believe It a Worthy Publication And Because We Are Interested in the Good Old Farmington High School. Q We Trust That You Who Read This Advertisement Feel The Same Way Towards Us, And Whenever You Need Anything Automotive Or An Automobile That You Will Turn To Us First SALE Chevrolet SERVICE ALSO The Finest stock of Used Cars in Franklin County EVERY SIZE GOODYEAR TIRE AND TUBE IN STOCK The Morton Motor Co., - Farmington, Maine 108 THE LAURE I. Compliments of l Margaret M. Longfellow l Merle C. Hutchinson BEAUTY PARLOR 37 MAIN STREIQT Mrs. Harry Brown IVIILLINERY I llrarmington Monumental Works l soULE Sz 'ILKEY P- ' The F. L. Butler Company l ll ' lop S 1 ll - - - MONUMENTS Building Material and l l All Kinds of Cemetery Work W. P. ENNIS EVELYN Ia. ENNIS l l CHURCH ST., - FARMINGTON, ME. Farmers' Tel.: Office 26-4, Res. 40-31 SAY IT IVITH FLOIfVER.S' Let Us furnisfli them for you for all Occasions We Telegraph Flowers Ripley 8: Company FLORISTS FARMINGTON - MAINE + RADIO SETS BATTERY SERVICE Barkefs Auto Electric Service FARMINGTON, MAINE THE LA URTC I. 109 0+++ l K. E. Ramsay F. E. Knowlton W. IVl. PRATT I CHOICE GROCERIES and A FLOUR 11 BROADWAY Roth Telephones CURRIER 1 Insurance Agency l -- ESTABLISHED 1884 - FARMINGTON, ' If MAINE l All Kinds of l INSURANCE and Surety Bonds l lW. W. Small Company l l GENERAL STORE George lVlcL. Presson l l Xlfliolcsale and Retail Dealers in l , FLOUR GRAIN FEED OPTOIVIETRIST GROCERIES 1 PROVISIONS HARDVVARE Farmington, Maine A!ZfiCUlU1fHl TOOIS Glass X Paints and Oils I Farmington, Maine +4 110 THE The Personal Exchange of PHOTOGRAPHS With Classmates Keeps School Memories for All Time SPECIAL SCHOOL STYLES LAUREL E. E. Flood Company and THE FAMILY SHOE STORE PRICES at .- -. 9 LUCE S STUDIO Everything in Footwear Frames and Framing Maine Telephone FZll'l1'1Cl'S, Telephone INC Carry at All Times a Good Assortment House 145-3 House 157-2 of Office 111-3 Office 19-21 Alonzo P. Richards FARMS, HOMES AND TIMBERLANDS Farmington, Maine MICHAELS-STERNS SUITS MALLORY HATS and BOSTONIAN SHOES Livermore Falls Clothing Company Livermore Falls, Maine THE LAUREI 111 +++++9+++ Byron M. Small ATTORNEY AT LAW 6. j. Ratbey Garage General Automobile Repairing and Service Station GAS OIL VVEST FARMINGTON Farmington, Maine Get Your FOUNTAIN PENS at l5ardy'9 Pharmacy G. 6. Cram JEWELER W. W. W. RINGS EMBLEMS - lXl0DERNISTIC JEWELRY - Fishing Tackle and Sporting Goods The House of Honest Values WILTON, MAINE Compliments of Dr. 6. 6. Russell A!! GROCERIES MEAT FRUIT BAKERY PRODUCTS 6. H. Gclell 112 THE LAUREL ++++++ , V The Ffed O- Smith 1 Wilfred lVlel.eary Estate Mfg- CO- HARDWARE SPORTING GOODS DRUGGISTS' AND CHEMISTS' and TURNED WOOD BOXES, ETC. PAINT New Vineyard, Maine Farmington, ' Maine A PLEASED CUSTOMER IS OUR BEST ADVERTISEMENT Spend Your Money at Home and You Help Your Town FOR GRADUATION SILK UNDERWEAR and HOSIERY I I I l NVOVELTIES AND GIFTS We Specialize in CHILDRENS Weal' Everything for the Baby FINE CONFECTIONERY AND SPANISH SALTED PEANUTS CARVILL 8: SMALL Tarbox 8: Whittier S l T Main Street Tel. 30-110 The Path to Better Furniture Values E Leads to Compliments of Stearns Furniture Co. U S BOTH PHONES I Dr. Wallis L. Bursey COMPLETE HOUSE FURNISHINGS . OSTEOPATHIC PHYSICIAN Formerly ROY F. GAMMON CO. Fafmingfon, ' Maine Farmington, :: Maine ,.....--..-.- L, -1- 1,7 - THE LAUREL 113 ++++-+40 . L. E. PEARY Daggett 85 Will XVIIOLESALE and RETAIL DEALERS , CLOTHING 111 f GENERAL MEN'S FURNISEPLNGS MERCHANDISE FOOTWEAR Strong, Maine SU'011g, Maine Strong Wood Turning Co. I A. G. EU TIS C. H. BRACKLEY, 1J1'C'S1.fiC1Ll I iWiZ111llfIlCtlIl'Cl'S of 5 TURNED XVOODEN SVOOLS i l HANDLES, KNOBS, PILL BOXES X H d SVRTNGE CASES, N.XII,TNil CASES RIBBON and WIRE SPOOLS and STRONG, MAINE PA PER ROLLS, Etc. Strong, : : Maine i' -+-..?-.r'v- v...-V .....Y ,E 114 THE LAUREL H+HH u A . FREDERICK C. LOVEJOY DENTIST. J. W. 8: W. D. BARKER G-I IN1'3.l11 Stleet F1rn'1111 ton INHHIYIC Broadway,-Nxf - Farmington EVA M. GARVIN MILI INERY 'md ART GOODS Broadway Theatre Building COIHPIIIHCIILS of FRANKLIN LIGHT 8: POWER COMPANY FARMINGTON MAINE L. W. HARRIS INHAIN STREET, - FARMINGTON, MATN1' SHOE REPAIRING LEATHER GOODS A Good Place for Good Scrmce Compliments of EXCHANGE HOTEL E. W. LUCE, Prop. X Farmington, Maine PHI' IAUREI OUR NEW BURGLAR PROOF VAULT IS IN OPERATION We iuvitc our friends to examine its Strength and Observe how the Safe- mztkcr is circumventing the burglar. The First National Bank Of FARMINGTON, MAINE COMPLIMENTS OF Franklin Farms Products Co. Compliments of The Bl'OEldWE:ly THSHITG MUSIC BY THE ORCHESTRAPHONE Always a Good Show FOX INIETRO GOLDWYN PARAMOUNT PATHE R. K. O. 116 THE LAUREL H+? If It's Something New We Have It . ERNEST W. VOTER FARMINGTON, MAINE Clothing for Dad and the Boys LGVVlST,Ol'l BLllGli COITIDHFIY FARMINGTON, MAINE W PIANOS BAN D and ORCHESTRA INSTRUMENTS e are Headquarters for Exferything Musical MUSIC - l.,O1lLll31', Staudarfl l llONOGRAl'lI5 RADIOS EASY TERMS - x . Tum in Your Old Instrument for Anything We Have Wilton BAILEY'S MUSIC STORE Main Street Maine THE LAUREL 117 ++++ UP-To-DATE DRY CLEANSING HUP MOBILE WHIPPET Mac's Rcnovating Company GEO. POISSON, Prop. SCIENTIFIC FRENCH DRY CLEANERS Ladies' and Gents' Work Tel. 21-3 Depot Street LIVERMORE FALLS, 1N1AINE WILLYS KNIGHT Sales and Service GLASS FITTING BODY AND TOP WORK PAINTING GENERAL GARAGE WORK EXIDE BATTERY STATION We carry all the Latest Styles in READY-TO-WEAR GARMENTS and MILLINERY If it 'S Something New We have it Call on Us when in Om' Town Always at Your Service J. GUY COOLIDGE Livermore Falls, :: Maine C. A. PINKHAM CARRIAGE C0. Next to Broadway Theatre J. F. H A R R I S CHIROPRACTOR f '78 Main Street Both Phones l A Farmington, Maine A FI'iCIld STATIONERY, SCHOOL SUPPLIES and NOTIONS OF ALL KINDS Visit the Sc. to 31.00 Store ig c. G. MATTOON S33 351.00 STORE 51.00 118 THE L G. F. KNIGHT ROUGH and FINISHED LUMBER BUILDERS' HARDVVARE Paints, Oils and Varnislies ' Wiiidoxvs and Doors Celotex, Sheetrock and Upsuin Board BRICK, LIME and CEMENT Livermore Falls, : : Maine Tel. 222 AUREL I i Deakirfs Shoe Store NOVELTY FOOTWEAR Agents for ENNA-JETTICK SHOES For XXIOITICH Shoes Repaired While You Whit Livermore Falls, - Maine Star Shoe Store MATTHEVVS 81 DOLLOFF BOOTS, SHOES Putnani 36 Hatch Garage and Machine Shop JOB WORK AND REPAIRS and OXYACETYLENE WELDING AND RUBBERS , CUTTING Everwear Hosiery 22 Main St., Livermore Falls, Me. Livermore Fans' Maine Crosson's Garage WILLYS KNIGHT 85 VVI-IIPPET Sales and Service Distributors of Perfect Circulating Rings :incl Exide Storage Batteries LIVERMORE FALLS, MAIN I2 40 Main St. Telephone 249 Harold Pomerleau A Safe Place to Trade MENIS and BOYS' CLOTHING and FURNISHINGS LIVERMORE FALLS, MAINE THE LAUREL 119 ++++++ THE Ford Service Station The Finest Garage in this Sec- tion, i'XiQi-Olliillg Every Conven- ience and Luxury to Motorists I H+? Y i i Dr. Lawrence R. Trumbull Agent for FORD and LINCOLN Y OSTEOPATHIC PHYSICIAN CARS 8 FORDSON'TRACTORS i Supplies of All Kinds Conzficfaizt 11lCClZCZIll'C5 F . , armlngton, Mame THE F. E. lVIcLEARY CO. RIAIN AND CHURCH STS., FARMINGTON N. E. Phone 170-3 Fariners' 195-2 Compliments of C Dr. Clyde L. Austin CLARENCE C. STANLEYi DENTIST i T?1'oadway, Farmington When in CHARLES E. DYER i STRONG 1 Stop at DRUGGIST J ' 9 Rlcharcis Garage Strong, Maine BEST OF SERVICE 120 THE LAUREL l I w A NEW CLOTHING STORE l For Father and Son MEN'S CLOTHING BOYS' CLOTHING Fuller 85 Stolt Wilton, Maine Good Clothes-Nothing Else WHEN IN WANT OF Green or Canned Apples C. H. BRACKLEY CANNED APPLES A Specialty V STRONG, MAINE ESTATE OF C. V. Starbird STRONG, - MAINE Manufacturers of L U M B E R Special Lines of KILN-DRIED FLOORING Hard and Soft VVood CLAPBOARDS, SIIEATHING, MOULDINGS TIMBER for CONSTRUCTION WORK Delivered On The job Both Telephones Arbo C. Norton DRY AND FANCY GOODS Farmington, Maine +++++++++++++++ U THE LAUREL Isl 4 Livermore Falls Trust 5? Banking Co. Livermore Falls, Maine MOST UP-TO-DATE EQUIPMENT Savings Deposits Draw Interest at Rate of 42, from First of Each Month COIVIPLIIVIENTS OF Wilton Woolen Company We please the Young Men by selling the Most Stylish and Up-to-the-minute CLOTHING and FURNISHINGS The Store on The Squareu Home of HART, SCHAFFNER 8z MARX CLOTHES MALLORY HATS LOTUS SHOES I. E. MCLEARY, Prop. THE LAUREI Fraternity, College and Class Jewelry COMMENCEMENT JXNNOUNCIZMENTS AND INVITATIONS J E W E L E R to the Junior Class of Farmington High School L. G. BALFOUR COMPANY Manufacturing Jewelers and Stationers ATTLEBORO, MASS. BAILEY BROTHERS SALE F O I' d SERVICE LIVERMORE FALLS, MAINE THE LAUREL 123 G. P. STEWART Clarence F. Hodgkins GRGCERIES GRAIN and PRODUCE CARPENTER AND BUILDER DRY GOODS Farmington, Maine FARBI IXIACHINERY P1 2 F. ' S' 38-13, N. E. 142-11 , IOHCS 'lI'I'nCI'S Temple, Malne GROCERIES Central Garage CQNFECTIONERY AND TOBACCO Wi1tOn,Maine The Quality Store -1 GENERAL ELECTRIC REFRIGERATORS C- 3- CROSBY CHRYSLER LOWER HIGH STREET Dealers Luna F. Hodgkins Comphmfnts of Writer for the A' D' K E I T H Agent for N. Y. LIFE INSURANCE COMPANY STANDARD OIL COMPANY Protection and Investment OF NEW YORK Farmin ton M ' e TEMPLE, MAINE I g ' am 124 THE LAUREL Farmington M A G O N I ' S Farmers' Union Dealers in FRUIT GQNEEGTIONERY GRAIN GROCERIES CIGARS TOBACCO GRASS SEED and FERTILIZER ICE CREAM SODAS and Q I GENERAL FARM SUPPLIES i 18 Broadway Farmington, Maine Roy C. Stinchfield, Mgr. 4 W EAT AT THE Main Street Restaurant E. D. GRANT, PROP. MEALS AND LUNCHES SERVED AT ALL HOURS SPECIAL CHICKEN DINNERS Every Sunday EVERYTHING HOME COOKED Special Rates for Student Banquets THE LAIRTI 125 For Your D. H. Knowlton 8: Company PLUMBING and HEATING DEALERS IN Come to SCHOOL SUPPLIES C. B. MOODY Fanninewn. - Maine Good Printing and Moderate rices With Printing as with most other lines of work, the price and quality are in harmonyg low prices mean inferior work. For this reason We cannot talk low prices. Quality counts, and that is what our patrons want and get at a rea- sonably moderate price. When you Want anything in our line, come in and let's talk it over. THE KNOWLTON 85 MCLEARY COMPANY 51-53 MAIN STREET FARMINGTON, MAINE lb IHE LAUREL 4+ E. R. Weathern 53 Sons Packers of I GOLDEN BANTAM SWEET CORN FARMINGTON, 1: :: MAINE General Groceries Complilnents of And Dealer in FRANKLIN COUNTY L u In b 6 I. SAVINGS BANK T C. T. HODGKINS Farmington, Maine Temple, 1 f f Maine Compliments of Compliments of GGO. H. Brown Leslie Littlelield Jeweler and Optometrist FARMINGTON, ' MAINE +++