Guilford High School - Rostrum Yearbook (Guilford, ME)

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THE ROSTRUM 5 a larger number of shells a minute. It has given us the machine gun which mows the soldiers down when they charge. It has given us one of the greatest horrors ozf' war, which is poisonous gasses. These gasses did not always kill a person but often ruined his health for the rest of his life. There were many such cases in the World War. Science has given us the airplane which, although it is a great aid in transportation, was the cause of many deaths in the World War. The submarines were another terror of the World War. The captain of a transport ship or a battleship did not know but what at any minute his ship would be blown up and many lives lost. As a result of science the war tank was introduced. This tank would go right into trenches and out again leaving a large number of dead, and with its guns it slaughtered the helpless soldiers. There are a num- ber o-f other things which science has produced and which add horror to war, such as large bombs, dirigibles, and powerful shells. One might think that there could never be a worse war than the World War, but it's my opinion that if an- other war came it would just about ruin civilization. There are so many things that have been invented since the World War, such as stronger and more poisonous gases. faster war tanks, radio controlled planes, and ships, that it would be hard to imag- ine what another World War would be like. There are also many things that people do not know about as they are kept secret in government vaults. I do not mean to impress upon you that science has been wrong on the whole, because it has done many worthwhile things. I am merely stating how science in the case of war has caused unnecessary deaths and sufferings. Allan Holmes '37 ESSAY ON TOY ANIMALS . Toy animals-preferably soft, woolly, or fuzzy ones--intrigue me, don't they you? Or, don t they? Oh, they seem foolish, downright childish to you, do they? Well, that's all right. You're not writing this essay, anyway, I'm writing it. As I was saying, toy animals in- trigue meg in fact, I might say, they .almost fascinate me. When I see a fuzzy white dog or a pert bear in a store, it's almost im- possible to drag me away from it, but what can you do when you have no money to buy it with? Aside from the looks of these ani- mals, think orf their advantage over real animals. Much as I like to play with the real ones, I dislike having to- care for them. I like someone else to do that. A playful dog, such as the one sleep- ing so peacefully beside me now, is apt to be so destructive. Now, toy animals co-uldn't possibly be a bother, or destroy things, could they? Rubbish, I hear you say. It's not only animals I like. You've seen those cute stuffed cloth dolls, haven't you? Well, I like those, es- pecially the Dutch ones. Someday I'm going to have a room -a big one-especially for these dolls and animals. I can see it. Rather low, but broad, square. Many shelves for some, floor for others. Once I saw a picture of a room something like mine. The inhabi- tants of the room moved, and talked. I suppose mine won't do that. My collection has a small begin- ning, already. Two bears, one pert, the other lazy and old, very old, over thirty years old. Do you wonder he's lazy? Then there is a corduroy cat and a woolly, white dog. How pleased I was when I got that dog! Ran all over the place, showing him

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4 THE ROSTRUM About nine o'c1ock I begin dread- ing the very thought of retiring. I sit, or rather, lie down, in a chair and try to decide whether or not I should go to bed. After investigat- ing both sides of the question and de- bating on it in my mind, I decide to do it. I turn off the radio and go out into the kitchen to get a lunch to eat in bed. I get a good supply of crack- ers and turn off the light and stumble back again and up to my room. Ev- eryone else is asleep by this time so I close my door and proceed to un- dress. After I have on my pajamas and robe and have slipped my feet into my slippers, I sit down on the bed and eat my fist full ovf cracks, and then put the remainder on my desk and turn out the light and get into bed. I don't any more than get settled before I feel very uncomfort- able and wonder what that is that keeps pricking my back. I turn over and I feel as if a thousand little dev- ils were sticking pins into me. I get up again as quickly as I can and in- vestigate the cause. I find about a half inch of crumbs all over my bed. After brushing ffor a minute, I de- cide to go downstairs and get the brush broom and I wanted a drink of water anyway. Cracks always make me dreadfully thirsty. After I have the crumbs cleaned 'away I get back into bed. Even now it isnlt so very comvfortafble. I toss and turn for a long time and my mind wanders from one thing to another, like, I wonder if I turned off the water when I got that drink ? Oh, well, KeeWee will be home in two or three hours and he can turn it off then. Gosh! I never thoughtg the sink may run over and flood the kit- chen. Ha! Ha. I'd like to see brother's face when he walks in and finds himself knee deep in water. I wonder what I got in my Math testg that last problem was awful hard and I don't think I underlined the an- swers either. Oh, I guess Miss La- deau' can find 'em all right. I guess she finds a lo-t -of papers just as bad as mine. Gosh. I wish I could go to sleep. I've heard of counting sheep as they jump a fence. I guess I'll try it. Let's see, no-w, here they come one two three four etc. four hundred-four hundred one- Gee! I wonder where they all go after they get over the fence? That reminds me I was going to finish that picture I was drawing tonight. I only had a little bit more to do on the fence. I can do it tomorrow-I am going to take a lesson Saturday anyway and I can get it done before then. No-, I can't eitherg I'm going' to Bangor with mother and dad. I wonder what the movie is going to be at the Opera House Saturday night. Maybe it's Rumba. I'd like to see .that movie awful well.-I hope we get back in time so I can see Border Town g that is going to be a great picture. Oh! Oh! I didn't go to the library tonight and I've got to have my book report done for next Tues- day.-Now what was it she told us to get, a novel or a-a-? Then I go to sleep. The next morning when I awake I can't re- member for the life of me what I was thinking about last. And some one said it was so hard to get up in the D. Washburn '37 HOW SCIENCE HAS AFFECTED WAR Science has made war far Worse than it used to be in the olden days. A far greater number were killed in one big battle of the World War than in two or three battles of the Civil War. What is the cause? It is modern science. Science has given us bigger and better guns which fire morning!

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6 THE ROSTRUM to everyone I met.-Oh, you suggest that we end? All right, we'll end this nonsense. What could possibly be better than a big romping dog or a co-cky Scottie? Or just a playful mongrel? Or a big soft cat, lazy at times, very playful at others? They're nice, even at the cost of scratched or bitten hands, don't you think so? Or do you? Velma Brasier '36 PEOPLE This is my favorite seat-this one in the back row--Jbecause here I can watch people. It's fascinating to just sit back and watch the many varieties of folks that all gather here under the same roof for the same purpose, a few hours of relaxation. It is interesting to notice how they act under different circumstances, to imagine what these people would 'be like if I knew them. For instance, look at those little boys running up and down the aisle. They are just bursting with vitality and mischief. Their mother was probably greatly relieved to be rid of them for a little while. And how amusing those two little girls with the dolls are. But the poor little girl back of them looks so wistful and they know it, too. Chil- dren can be so cruel sometimes, al- most as mean as some adults. They might at least smile at her. The little brother and sister down there are cute. Their mother looks so embarrassed, but everyone else is laughing at them. She must be bringing them for the first time. There, that's-the third time those men have changed their seats. They wouldn't do that if they were alone, though. Did you ever notice that when anyone comes alone he usually makes a dash for a certain seat, and doesn't move again? I think he feels conspicuous for some reason. There come those two ladies that ignored us when we spoke to them to- day. They act as if it were painful to move among us common people, but I don't think they even see any- one below them. Look at their jew- els! And their furs must have cost a small fortune. Probably they're social leaders in this town. The hat that girl has on is new. I can just tell by the way she walks. People carry themselves so confident- ly when they have on something new, don't they? All these women in front of me are having a lovely time go-ssiping. They say she actually ..,... ...... and it had green silk .... We were going, but he ..,... What would women do, though, if they couldn't get together like that and gossip? The lady in the blue and silver hat is relating something that she seems to think quite interesting, but doesn't her companion look bored! Why will people, especially women, try to monopolize coversation with some- thing that is of no interest except to themselves? But of course, on the other hand, the lady who is listening should at least try to seem interested. There's a lot in being a good listen- er . The lady two aisles down is cer- tainly the soul of industry. She must believe in getting things done, even as far as bringing her crochet- ing to the movies. I know if I went into her house I would find it neat and run like clockwork. But it would be homey, too. She has such a warm, lfriendly face. The man reading a newspaper is a hurried business man. There is something in the way he sits which tells that he is tired, and that these few hours must be heaven to him. I think it is ignorant of those boys