Guilford High School - Rostrum Yearbook (Guilford, ME)

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THE ROSTRUM 15 nized as Aristotle, laboring over a cross- word puzzle in the last copy of the Ban- gor Commercial. I heard a terrible racket and looked out just in time to see Napoleon Bonaparte go by in his flivver. In close pursuit was Alexander the Great on a motorcycle. Evidently the speed cop's troubles are not over when he gets through down here. We had a rather long interview with Mark Antony who was having some domestic troubles and then our guide said he wanted to show us the largest room in Heaven. He led us along a narrow passage until we came to a magnificent stairway. As we ascended the stairs we could hear the sound of jazz music. The guide said that they were having a grand ball in honor of Joan of Arc's birthday. Among the many famous couples present, were Bill Shakespeare and the Queen of She- ba. It is needless to say that King Solomon, who, rather by necessity than choice, was dancing with Mary, Queen of Scots, sent many envious glances in the direction of aforesaid Bill Shake- speare. I also recognized George Wash- ington and Queen Elizabeth tripping the light fantastic to-gether. At intermis- sion refreshments were served. The waiter that brought in the drinks said he had some real stuff right from the Kentucky Mountains. He said that in a recent raid his lead gave out before that of the prohibition officer and he didn't have time to remove the bottle from his hip pocket. As we looked across the hall we saw Neal Dow coming and the fellow hastily drained the bottle and threw it out of the window- We heard a scream and looked out to dis- cover that the bottle had struck on the head of John the Baptist, who was try- ing to snatch a short nap in the garden. During the intermission Ludwig Van Beethoven gave a few specialties on the piano and a young lady who reminded me very much of Dana Small, rendered an exhibition of petticoats and gestures. That evening we attended a movie as the guests of William Penn. The fea- ture picture was John Paul Jones in A Cuckoo's Nest in Iceland. The next morning as we were taking a walk before breakfast something whizzed past us and nearly knocked me down. As I regained my power of equilibrium I asked the guide what happened. He told me that it was Sam- uel Taylor Coleridge going by on a kick sled. Humph, just like Sam, exclaim- ed Kenneth. That gave us an idea so we hired a sled for a nickel an hour and started to enjoy ourselves. We ascended the hill and started down. I was on the-seat and Kenneth was steering. We were about half way down and going like a streak when-Bang! !-something hap- pened. We ilew off in opposite direc- tions and I collided with something hard. I opened my eyes to find myself sitting in the chair but my head was hanging over the side at a dangerous angle. It was 11.45 P. M. and Haw- thorne's House of Seven Gables was quietly reposing on the floor- I don't know how much I read but I'll pro- nounce that dream a real humdinger. Garnett W. Gourley '27. i--lT.... The High School Career Between the fall and the springtime When all are happy as can be, Comes many hard times for Juniors As well as the other three.

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I4 THE ROSTRUM fore that year, would have been. The Giants won that game, 4 to 2, by play- ing heads up baseball all the way. The next game would not only de- cide which team should win the Na- tional League Penant, but would decide also which team should play the Ameri- can League Champs, the Detriot Tigers. The stands were packed, the field had been roped off, and still there were thousanfls outside who could not get in. When the two teams came on the field for that last game, they were both given ear-splitting cheers and, after each had taken a snappy practice, the game was on. One, two, three, four, five innings, and no one had scored. The great crowd was almost breathless, and a hush had fallen over it. In the sixth inning, the break came, in the Giant's half of the inning. Two men were out and no one on bases, and young Blake at the bat. On the second ball pitched, he swung hard, hit the ball fairly, and circled the bases for a home run and the next man fanned. The score was Giants 1, Cubs 0. The seventh and eighth innings pas- sed and the score remained unchanged. In the first of the ninth, the Giants were retired in one, two, three order, and the Cubs came in with a do or die expression written on their faces- The first two men up, both singled and it began to look bad for the Giants. The next man up made a bunt, and although he was retired, he moved the runners to second and third bases. Only one out and a good man at the bat. With the count, three balls and one strike, the batter caught one on the end of his bat, and hit a line drive between second and third. Both runners started instantly. Young Blake was playing in exactly the right place, and, leaping high in the air, caught the ball and threw to second base to complete the double-play. So it was that a young man just out of college, won a National League Penant for the New York Giants almost single- handed. Dwight Adams '28. ----..l1.i. Modern Times One evening not long ago as I was comfortably reclining in an armchair trying to get some sense out of an ex- ceedingly dry and uninteresting volume by Nathaniel Hawthorne called The House of Seven Gables, I suddenly felt myself being lifted by some unseen power and carried thru the air at a ter- rific speed. I looked around and found a friend of mine by the name of Ken- neth Neal close beside me. We travelled some time and finally came in sight of the Golden Gate. We had to put on smoked goggles because of the brilliancy of the structure. As we passed thru, St. Peter emerged from a thicket and blew a blast on his saxo- phone. We asked him what he wanted and he said, Where's you're pass- port ? Kenneth dug out his last year's English report card and he told us we might enter so we went in and made ourselves at home- As we strolled along faint strains of music came to our ears. We entered the next room and discovered it to be Julius Caesar trying out his new radio set. Over in the corner sat a stern look- ing chap whom our guide said was Sir Walter Scott, but we wouldn't know him since he began devoting so much time to reading Whizz Bang. Not far from him was a fellow whom we recog-

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16 THE ROSTRUM We heard the teachers all ask us If we hadn't something to dog This was when we acted foolish As Freshmen are sure to do. During the time when we were Sophomores We were a little less shyg Never-the-less French bothered us And our ranks weren't quite as high. Now we are dignified Juniors Though we're not yet very wiseg And we are still sure to hear the teachers When they send their warning cries I think next year we'll do better As we'll have the very back rowg And I think we'll know as much As we will ever know. Hazel Welts '26, The Old Chest in the Attic In the attic of the Giblet house was an old hard-wood chest which had been sitting in the same position for a great many yearsg not because of the lack of curiosity but because it was safely guarded. The old Mrs. Giblet or intimately cal- led Gram was the very observant guard. Many times her daughter-iir law, Mrs. Giblet, had tried to persuade Gram to open the chest but all to no avail, for Gram was very persistent. Mrs. Giblet might look into the chest and discover its contents herself, but for the fact that Gram had the key hidden in-Lord knows where. Mrs. Giblet fthe daughter-in-law of Graml had two girls, one eighteen and the other sixteen, who were just as an- xious to peep into the chest as their mother. They had asked their grand- mother many times to let them either see what was in there or at least tell them. Gram, who saw that she had the best of their curiosity, would calmly re- fuse and add with a sad look on her face that perhaps when she was out of the way, they could open it. This, however, did not satisfy them, so one day as they were talking about the contents of the old chest, Grace, the youngest, had declared that she thought the chest contained some pieces of jewelry or a will or some money-some- thing that was valuable any way or else Gram wouldn't be so afraid that some one would get it. But Grace, replied her sister, the chest is too large to hold just that, but there might be some old clothes or something with it. If it wasn't so heavy we might move it around and see if there was anything in it that rattled. Mal I wouldn't be surprised if there were something valuable there! - Well, I don't know, said their mother, . I have threatened for years, to your father, that I would look into it some way, if I had to saw the end off -to do it- But you know how he is-just like your grandmother, so foolish! I tell you what let's dog tonight after Gram has gone to bed, we will take a lantern and a chisel and saw, or what- ever we need, then we will pry the cover off and iind out. Dad will have a fit! Well, Dad won't be here, he is going to Lodge to-night, answered Mrs. Gib- let. We can take the hinges off and then lift the cover off, of course it will break the lock, but I think that is the easiest way. That evening the three started for the attic, Grace with the screwdriver, ready to do anything, and Mrs. Giblet with the lantern. They tiptoed up the stairs, for they were afraid that if