Franklin High School - Molecule Yearbook (Franklin, VT)

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JIMMY'S PLAN BACKFIRED Mrs, Marshall had Just laid down her fancy work and was going over to the woodbox to fill the stove, Jimmy, her'old- est son, saw her and silently slipped from the stairway. As ne climbed the stairs he had a shy grin on his face, for he knew what would take place within the next few minutes. He had Just gone into his room and closed the door, when he h«crd ms mother cell, Boys, come and fill the woodbox.” Jot long after, Jimmy, looking out the window, saw Rodney traveling back and forth from the woodshed to the house. Rod- ney had Just finished putting the last armful of wood in the woodbox when he heard his father call, if you boys want to ride into town come and Junto in the truck, ,rhen Jimmy heard the call he rushed to the door, turned the knob and pulled, but the door didn't open, Hey, mom, come open the door quick, Jimmy called. His mother came up, turned the knob and pulled, but she couldn t open it either. Just then Jimmy heard the truck going down the road, You'll have to wait until your father gets home, his mother told him and started down the stairs. As she neared the end of the stairs she had a smile on her face, as if she knev; why Jimmy was in his room. Alfred Columb '5 NARROW ESCAPE One fine morning in the early spring of fifty-one, I can remember better than any other four or five hours I ever spent. So many things happened that morning, I started for the barn, when all of a sudden a smoke trail in the sky caught my eye, I heard the high pitched whine of an airplane engine. Then it stopped, I saw a plane, its wings shining with a silvery glow in the early morning sunlight, ihen it gained speed it nulled out of the stall and landed in our meadow. Not thinking about my chores, I jumped on the Farmall and went to where the plane was sitting in a awampy hole.

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7. Soon a mass of red hair, atop a grinning blue eyed face, popped out of the window. Hi Ya, kid, he said. Can I borrow some v.renches? Why sure I replied. I'll tow you out of that mud hole where you can work at it. We took some wrenches out of the tractor and he went to work. He would pound one thing and wiggle another, and at the same time he was whistling. Well, th8t does it, he said. Say, Kid, you ever go up? Nope. Do you want to? YesJ' I went to the house and left a note so my folks would know where I was and we started. He gave the plane full throttle and swung the nose around so as to face the wind. We were soon in the air. We flew along at full throttle for a way and then the pilot, Ken Blake of the U. S. Air Force, throttled down. We were soon talking back and forth like old friends, as we munched chocolate bars and gazed out the window. Ever been up this high? he asked. Nope, I said. I never rode in a airplane before. We were traveling along at a leisurely rate, while the rivers below us looked like the little streams that trickle down the sand on a rainy day. Then we flew over a forest. It stretched away before us as far as we could see. It covered the whole territory from us to the airport at which we were to land. Now and then we saw herds of deer stop grazing on the tender grass to look at our plane, or bound off into some sheltered spot. Say kid, Ken said, you noticed the oil gauge? No, why? Look at it.