Hanover High School - Hanoverian Yearbook (Hanover, MA)

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THE HANOVERIAN 29 A PLEDGE OF ALLEGIANCE The principal of McDurfee High School sat at his desk, fingering squares of white, yellow, blue and pink paper. A frown passed across his tired face. With a sigh he gathered up the squares, placed them in the file basket, mentally making this re- mark- Two hundred dollars odd, where is the money coming from Y Taking his hat from the stand he walked slowly out of the office, shoulders drooped and his face registering disappoint- ment. Rhoddy Blaine, coming out of the Senior room, saw it all and knew something had gone wrong with Mr. Gilmore. Yes, she just knew something had. She stood still a second watching him, then hurried along to the Office to finish some filing for he be- loved principal. Picking up the wire basket she carried it over to the files and with deft fingers placed the papers in their proper places. Bills, bills, bills! What could they be for? None of her business but she just couldn't help noticing them. A. A. equipment, trans- portation, constabulary service. Quite a bunch! And then Rhoddy Blaine's fingers snapped. She knew just what was the trouble with Mr. Gilmore. It was those old A. A. bills. And then all in a Hash she remembered-the boys and girls wouldn't stay for play rehearsal last night on account of the forest fires, and tonight they had begged of to go to the game. No rehearsing meant a poor show and that play had been planned as a means of putting across the A. A. program for the year and it was coming off in two weeks. Mighty mean, mused Rhoddy. Rhoddy's mind worked like a whirlwind when she wanted it to. Back went the basket on the principal's desk, ting-a-ling went the telephone and click, click, click went Rhoddy's stacatto voice interrupted only by more ting-a-lings. Then silence. Back to her locker, hat in hand and homeward bound hurried a radiant Rhoddy. f The Midget oifered a prize to the student who submitted the best ending for this story. Katherine Townsend received the prize.J A PLEDGE OF ALLEGIANCE-Concluded Very early next morning, Rhoddy hurried into the office, greeting the principal with a happy, Good morning, Mr. Gil-

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28 THE HANOVERIAN The young man took each book and opened it carefully, right before Sam's eyes a small envelope fell out of each one. What does this mean?', asked the bewildered Sam. Well, you see it's this way, the young man replied. This old gentleman is pretty clever. We've at last caught him with the goods. We've been after him for two years. He has been smuggling dope into this country and we have been on his trail and I have been following him all day. Aha, I see. Quite clever, eh ? said Sam as the importance of the capture in his little bookstore dawned on him. I was so busy trying to straighten out my accounts that I did not take any notice of him at all. I will have to take these books as evidence. I guess that I can take them all in my car. By the way I represent the Federal Narcotic Squad. Here are my credentials, the young man in- formed Sam as he handed him some papers. An immense re- ward is offered by a drug syndicate? Sam testified in court as to the actions of the old man. Since all of the old travel books which had been on his shelves for years had been purchased for evidence, he received 3250. clear proiit. Sam's debts were settled, publicity brought business. N ot such a bad World after all, thought Sam as he cheer- dusted books. Marjorie 727. MOTHER NATURE'S WORK The apple tree is a beautiful sight With its starlike blossoms of pink and white. Old West Wind made the branches weep, And stole its beauty with many a sweep. The petals fell like fieecy snow Then slowly leaves began to show, Before September morning dews, There were apples of green and rosy hues. After the fruit the crisp leaves fell Drifting and whirling in each little dell. By Christmas tide the tree was bare Mother Nature shows her care With lovely touches, to bring us cheer Throughout the seasons of the year. Edna Sangster, '29.

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30 THE HANOVERIAN more. Before I do any work I'm going to ask you a question. Until after the school play has been staged, isn't it possible for the busses to leave at three o'clock in the afternoon instead of half-past one? That would give about an hour more every night for rehearsals and two weeks from now, when the dress-rehears- als come, no one will have to walk home. The other pupils ought not to object for they can take the Junior High busses, which leave only twenty minutes later, they ought to do it for the sake of the Association. Extra time for rehearsals won't do much good, Rhoddy, said Mr. Gilmore, when those taking part are not willing to stay after school. But I have a plan, cried Rhoddy. Several of the girls, and two of the most popular boys in school are going to help me put it across. We are going to make a success of this play and We want to have more time for rehearsals. Take a look at our sign out here. Mr. Gilmore followed her excited steps, not because he had any hope in new ideas, but just to please his young secretary. He glanced at the big sign. Then he opened and closed his eyes in astonishment. His old-time contagious smile lit up his face, he broke into a hearty, happy laugh, uttering the one word, Great 1 Rhoddy quivered with delight. Don't you think our plan will succeed, even if we demand a longer and harder period of rehearsing? she asked with shining eyes. If you can put this across, it will lift a great load off my shoulders, said Mr. Gilmore, gratefully. I think that matter about the busses can be arranged. In an hour, the whole school was buzzing with surpressed excitement. Groups of pupils went the rounds of about a dozen signs, all different. One of them read as follows: JOIN THE McD. H. S. A. A. TAKE THE PLEDGE OF ALLEGIANCE TO THE SCHOOL. BOOST THE PLAY! Give application for admittance to Rhoddy Blaine before Friday. Initiations will be held Saturday night in Assembly hall. COME ONE! COME ALL! DON'T STALL! GIRLS! Bring one old broom for Saturday night-