Foxcroft Academy - Review Yearbook (Dover Foxcroft, ME)

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ACADEMY THE PUNCTUATION MARK'S LAMENT SCENES-SCSSIOII room six at Foxcroft Academy. The room is Hooded with soft moon- light. A small reddish-brown book labeled Handbook of English Composition lies on one of the desks. The covers of the book are being pushed back slowly by a fat little man with a jovial self-satisfied face, known as Period. Beside him is Interrogation, a man with a head twice as large as his body and close behind the two is the whole Point family, jostling and crowding one another. Interrogation tdisgustedlylz XVell, now that we'ye pushed back the in- fernal covers of this book, I'd like to know why you look so sad. Comma? Comma twearilyjz I guess if you were me, you'd look sad. Here I am deformed for life. my back bent down by the burdens I ani obliged to carry. People seem to think I never get tired. I am used and used. but I never have a real rest. Semi-colon tgazing at him incred- ulouslyj: You ought not to complain, Comma, if I were half as popular as you, I'd be perfectly happyg but what is the use to talk about it. Such a con- dition would be impossible. Iixclamation: I am treated worse than either of you. I am used where I never was meant to be used. Do I be- come humiliated because of it? No, I merely stand straighter and pretend I like it. Now, if you would only- Period lcheerfullyl : Ah l You should be in my shoes. I'n1 the lucky one in the family. Ha! Ha! To think I should be so fortunate after all the talk that has been made concerning my figures. Interrogation twith spiritj: Do you REVIEW I f as -2 5 . -ag. . . n ll lc, ' ' . ,fn f. r 'j,. ' X , K-mi , :- . . 1 -1- ' r' - ., S me . . L ,.,. 5 fly, I .- ,. K 5. I, K 35:-.1 'f' , -' 'Z' . 65 - ,,..',gI-653. think, Period, that you are anyiffiore fortunate than I am? Q Period Qdisdainfullyjt Of course'I do. I'm twice as popularas you are, and besides, if you are used too much people make fun of youg while I am al- ways a general favorite. Colon tthoughtfullyj: I've always been so proud of my reputation until recently. I have stood for prepared- ness, and I've been proud of the fact. But now these F. A. students forget that I like to keep this fine reputation that it has taken me years to build up: and they use me in the strangest places! Interrogation: XYhere, for instance? Colon tangrily, his voice rising to a screamj: In place of Semi-colon. Me -me-me, I say, in place of that des- picable Semi-colon. It's preposterous, It's outrageous. llyphen: Come, come, calm your- self, Colon. XYhat's the use to rave over things which can't be helped. liven if you are used in the wrong place, it isn't like being used to murder words. XYl1y, sometimes Iilll in posi- tive agony when I am obliged to cut up into six or seven parts some of the most beautiful words in the linglisli language. Those who use me thus apologize by saying that they are fol- lowing the rules of syllabication. lint. oh dear, I know such rules have never existed and never will exist. I cer- tainly feel very humble. Caret twith an impatient gesturel: Uh dear! Uonlt talk about being humble. I.ook at me. See what inenial work I have to do. You don't - -. its Simi.. , , .17 gk n .ts ,f -'-wif Q-..'.i 9'-41.1 ,,,5 ' -w 5' :1 .Q 1.

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sud- ,and he as he to see saw that it 'picked it up, and his way. His only it might be a buried that it would mean money at last he came to his hut and sat down to examine the contents of the' box, he 'was very nearly exhausted frdrn his long run. But after all, the contents were such that he was fully repaid for his narrow escape, and even for his long stay away from the people of the outer world. For some time he acted like a mad person, first crying, then laughing, , From that time on he spent the most of his time watching for ships. The only event of importance that took place, from then until Captain Boyle arrived, was a fight tif it might be called suchj he had with thirteen na- tives, who came very suddenly from across the Strait and attacked him. He had only to fire a few shots over their heads from his hut and they made a quick retreat to their boat. Meanwhile back in Boston Mrs. Hubbard grieved the loss of her son. REVIEW ' A ' She had used all her money and would have been forced to go to a home for the poor, had it not been for a sym- pathizing friend who helped her. One night-i wtas the fifteenth of the month-a low rap was heard at the door of the Hubbard homeg and not waiting for an answer, Captain Boyle walked soberly into the room. On recognizing her visitor as an old friend and 'as the captain of the boat on which her son had sailed, the poor woman sprang from her chair with a cry. Can you ever forgive me for letting your poor boy out of my sight? asked Captain Boyle in an apparently sad tone. But even before Mrs. Hubbard had had time to answer, the door opened and in walked Jack. It had been part of the plan that he should wait outside much longer, but it had been impos- sible for him to carry out the plan, knowing his mother tobe Within. In an instant he was in his mother's arms and they were both sobbing. In the hour that followed Jack related his adventures to his mother. and then he asked Captain Boyle for the small tin box which he had found. He opened it and from it drew a piece of paper, having a roughly-sketched map on it. Down at the right-hand corner was the following note: I write this as the ship 'Wallace' sinks. On this piece of paper is the map 'of a gold mine in California. Acting upon the request of a dying man, will the Ender please send this box to Mrs. Hubbard, Boston, Mass. WILLIAM HUBBARD. There is little need to say that there was happiness in the Hubbard home that night. ROBERT D.XN'EE, 27. - ,.,n...,,-.f.,,idg....... -.-...-- f-.4:.- . Y - ' f'hii

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18 ACADEMY REVIEW 1 know what it is to feel humble. Apostrophe Qsadlyj: I can sympa- thize with you, Caret. Everyone seems to think all I am good for is to show that a letter or letters have been omitted. Now I live to be used to de- note possession. It's such a friendly thing to denote. But, oh dear! How I hate to be used to 'show that some poor letter was not wanted. That is so heartless. Dash fexcitedlyj : Let me talk. Let me talk. VVhy don't you folks allow yourselves more freedom. Create sus- pension. There's nothing like it. It gives a zest to living. Oh, how I love it! Interrogation: I don't care anything to know what the Quotation brothers are argu- about suspension. I want ing over. Semi-colon Qin an off-hand mannerl 1 are more and the Oh, the Doubles claim they important than the Singles, Singles claim they are more impor- Dash: XVhat an argument between the Quotation brothers-what's the re- sult? Semi-colon fcoollyj: I donlt know. I wish you would study etiquette, Dash. You need to more than any person I ever saw. You're always breaking in on someone. Exclamation frushing upj : Hurrah! The Doubles have won. I knew they would. Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! Period fcalmlyj: Of course they won. Fveryone knows that the Doubles are used more than the Singles and therefore are more impor- tant. I knew how it would come out in the beginning. Come. We must go inside now and rest up for the labors of another day. Interrogation: just one more ques- tion, please. Will the F. A. students ever learn our true value, and treat us with the respect we deserve? ' Comma Qwearilyj: Ah, perhaps so. VVhen I am no more, no more. VERNA GREEN, '26. LE SOUS-PREFET AUX CHAMPS. A translation of one of Alphonse Daudet's Ballades En Prose, by members of the French Club. Monsieur the sous-prefet is on his circuit. Coachman in front, footman behind, the carriage of the sous-prefec- ture is carrying him majestically to the district meeting of the Combe-aux- Fees. For this memorable day M. le sous-prefet has put on his beautiful embroidered coat, his little cocked hat, his close-fitting trousers with silver braid, and his gala sword with its hilt in mother of pearl . . . On his knees rests a large leather portfolio, which he observes with sadness. Yes, M. le sous-prefet looks at his portfolio, he is reflecting on the fa- mous speech which he is going to make in a little while before the inhabitants of the Fairy Glen. Gentlemen and fellow citizens . . . But in vain he twists the blonde hair of his mustache and repeats twenty times in succession: Gentlemen and fellow citizens . . . . . the rest of his speech does not