Franklin High School - Molecule Yearbook (Franklin, VT)

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j.6.. Then if some snoopy warden oecs 'on ho won't know where we are. Our first stop will be Garrett's brook.'1 The boys tried the numerous brooks in the vicinity,without luck; and they I?,iu the poor luck to the fact, that it was quite early yot for suckers. Then Jin had an idoa. Gay[ Let's go down to the old mill. '.Vo should be able to got some oerch under there, anyway. Jin was right. There were fish under the old mill; and the boyc were intently pulling then In, when all of a sudlen they heard a noise like +.bnt cfa car doer being shut softly. Jog was scared stiff and whiscored to Jim. Whatta we gonna do now. It nuot be a warden- the way 'he's conin , so darn quiet. By this tine they caaId sec two figures , coning stealthily toward the mill. Folia no, Jin said quickly. Thorcfc more then one way out- ta this place. Propping the spoors, they fled into a pitch-black cavern. The floor was rotten, and covered with sawdust and chips. Once in their flight, Jin's foot wont through into the water, but he kept going. They wont up a flight of rickety old stairs and out into the night. They made the trie heme in record time that night. The next day , to the boyr-' chagrin, they found out that the twe feUcws they had seen the night before wore their friends , who were also fishing. Alton Lothian '48 THE SQ.UE. .KING DC OR In the town of Norton wo bought a house called the old Brenton place. It was built on toe of a hill just outside of the town. Yfher. we novel there in June, people would stare at ue and 'Whisper to each . other. One day a3 Jean and I were walking to the grocery store we heard aonc ladies say, I don't see why the Girl Scouts bought that spooky old olacc. They cay that there are ghosts in there, though I don't know that anyone ever actually saw a ghost thc-rc. There are- n't supposed to be such things as ghosts, but it does look mighty Jell, that's what scared me at first, though I t ought, .Vc shall be here just for this summer, and it doesn't 3cen that much can hooper, in such a short tine.

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she said, Thera'c a lit lc brook that's full of trout but in our meadow, and I'll bet they'll bito on a day like tiis;toc. Toddy caught and hint and said, ‘.Veil, let's goi A fC7 minutes later, as Ted and Connie were racing toward the brook, fish ooles in'hand, Ted said, You know, in all the excitement, I never did that motor .lob on y.;ur brother's Jalopy, Connie, Connie smiled slyly and 3aid, Yec, I know, '.Vhat did it natter if there wasn't any motor under the hood of R nnio's Jo.lopy, she thought! Kathleen Thibault '49 SUCKERS (T-70 KINDS) Hey, -Joe, whatcha doin' tanight? asked Jin an the two boys walkfcdjup the street together. Nothin, much, I guess, ' cept do this durned French, came the dejected answor. Say, I gotta swell idea. Lot's go over to the pond and scent the brooks. I'll bet then suckers is packed in so we could scoop 'em out with aur hands. Jog was wildly enthusiastic over the idea, and the two boys hurried hone to make preparations. The boys lived in a small, typical New England town , which was noar enough to a ■ odiu. sized pond so that the ooys could have a lot of fun there. The pond provided 3winning, boating, and it provided fishing, the year round. The boys were coming hone from baseball prac- tice when the brilliant ilea of sucker spearing had cone to Jim. But now, to get back to the story, wo find Jim and Joe again, a tcr getting their equipment together. They were b th riding bicycles and carrying spears and flashlights. Each were ruboor boots. As they rode swiftly along, side by side, Joe said abruptly, ',7c gotta bo oareful tonight, Jim. It's against the law to sr o„r fish, you know, Jin acknowledged that this was true, Dut scemeo. quite calm about the whole affair; and he said convincingly, Aw, that s one law they never enforce, But Joe wasn't to be consoled and proceeded to tell Jim the story his father had told him before he 3tartee.. The story . cnt th-.t three men who were spearing had been shot at by a game warden, two of the men being hit and one 6f them ba-ily hurt. The little story hit Jim with quite a lot of force, and he began to plan carefully. We'll lodve our bikes quite a distance away.

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I A A wcoif ,vcnt .. ’•-iY o: o ti i , iju Brown, our chaporon, had- n t let us go 'll! tnrougn the house the first week. She said we would use just the downstairs, for since there were only twelve of us that would be re... enough. The house was 30 dirty that we had to start cleaning tiio very first thing after we arrived, instead or exploring arouno., Even though we were quite crowded fer sleeping quarters, we used only two rooms as bedrooms. Our cots certainly were crowded. The second week we started cleaning upstairs. -Vc were all ex- cited over which ro an we would have and who would sleep in the room with us, n;fc ',;orci plenty of repairs to be done. We girls did what we ccul- to . ix up things, . 0 papered the rooms that needed capering most .repL need windows the.t were broken, anai redecorated rooms. Nearly .11 of the doors squeaked; so we oiled them. There was one door that still squeaked, no matter how much we oiled it. x Jean, and I were given the room with the squeaky door it seemed th. t every time it was opened or chut it made more noise than the time before. , 'nc “iSfrk in July, ac I lay awake, I heard a squeaking noise, 1 scared, .»3 I turned and looked I could see tht the door was opening. There was no one coming in. I could see because the noon crone in the window and made the room light. This tine the door sounded like a mean, and as though it tried to talk. The next morning I sail nothing to the girls of what had hao- pc.icu. one night before, I did ask .'lies Brown, however, if we couldn't have a now do r put up in place of the old one, and she said that we I? r'A J--cn n-'; ;-°°r came, Betty and I tried to unscrew the hinges, but ohey were 00 oli and rusty that we couldn't even budge then. Tv o girls were sent dewn to the village to get a man to help us fix the c-cor. -men he arrived he started to take the old door off. What a .C .A11 nGVCr forSct itl After a while ho got the hinges off with a pinc.i bar. With all the squeaking and creaking noises, you'd have thought the house was going to fall down. The door really did talk .dA k nc least,we thought it was the door. What language we heard] Imucr the top hinge there was a little keyhole with a kov oushed way in it. we tri„.. the key , which turned easily. Then wo“pullod. A mass of planter and paper fclloff the wall and onto the floor. - twenty inch square doer swung open. There was a large hole in the wall which went through the ceiling into the attic. 1 hole there wa.s an old parret in a came. No wonder we hoard such talk! It was he that had been making all the noise 'n ;ea;. ox the doer. Boy i Were we relieved: To investigate further 'Y. into KrGUP° to cc-rch the attic and discover, if possible, c-i 1 -J - parrot had been put there. The man wont up first; then all - .is girls. When we reached the attic we saw the awfullcst losking •A -xiorc w-c no tcllin3 how l ng he h?.d been up there