Hanover High School - Hanoverian Yearbook (Hanover, MA)

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THE HANOVERIAN 29 SUNSET IN THE WEST It was the hour of sunset, and the sun was fast falling in the west: leaving in it's wake a trail of glorious and fantas- tic images. The on-lookers' first impression of life was of the surf pounding out its message on the beach. But if he were to look closer, he would see a spacious desert and in its midst a large caravan resting at an oasis. On one side of the water-hole he would see the many tents of the passengers but on the other side, could be seen a large and elaborate black tent of the Unknown, While watch- ing the fantastic black tent, the person would see it undergo a change 5 first in a haze, then in a blur, and the scene would disappear forever. ROBERT DARLING, '31, SCRAMBLED HISTORY History seems so foolish, What good does it do? The same thing over and over Thereis nothing in it new. What good is it to know That Egypt once beat Norway Over at Marathon, Or was it Mobile Bay? XVhat if Barbara Freitchie Standing under a tree, VV as killed by Isack Newton, How does that affect me? Although Great Alexander By Dewey was shot down And David once killed Caesar The world still goes around. JOHN STETSON, '29

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28 THE HANOVERIAN THE ORIGIN OF TOWN GOSSIP Mrs. Brown decided to go to the show one afternoon. When she entered the theater, to her surprise, there sat Mrs. Tracy. How do you do, Mrs. Tracy? Why, Mrs. Brown, I am surely surprised to see you here. I didn't decide to go to the show but you know that hubby is not working and it makes me tired to see him sit in the parlor all day long reading the newspapers. I know just how you feel, jerry was layed off last year, and I grew tired of seeing him home all day long. Did you hear that John Dolan was arrested this morning for breaking in the store at the corner? Why no! I would never believe that. I-Ie has such a lovely mother. What is the picture, Mrs. Tracy? It is john Gilbert in Romance, Isn't he marvelous, Mrs. Brown? If our every day men were only like him ! Oh, by the way, Mrs. Tracy, did you hear about the Gallagher's argument the other night? I always thought he was a brute! And she hasn't had a new hat since last Easter. Yes, and why doesn't she leave him! Oh, look at john Gilbert's eyes! Isn't he wonderful? W'hy does she act that way? Oh, yes, we must have missed that part. So it continues, part of the picture, then the local news! How much our lady friends could tell you about John Gil- bert in Romance I cannot say. John Gilbert is fascinat- ing but cannot vie with the town gossip. EARL WELLS, '28 LIVING To have a smile through every day, To cheer someone who's blue, To see your own faults readily, To gain by errors, too, To understand each thought and deed And always be forgiving, If we can do this every day, Then we are really living. ESTI-IER HANSEN, '28,

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THE HANOVERIAN EVENTIDE Softly the evening star looked down, As the sunset faded away, The sky was a rainbow in itself At the end of parting day. A calm night settled over the land 5 The bright sky turned dark blue, 'O'er the lake rose a thick gray mist And flowers were wet with dew. MARY TOVVNSEND, '31 ALGEBRA, LATIN, ANCIENT HISTORY AND ENGLISH I-Iow hard is the life of a student Who always has classes, to learn just how and why to be prudent, Which virtue he often will spurn. In Algebra class we End Brooksie, And also installed in the lab, Who always with him, has his booksie, And also on us does keep tab. We next find that Latin is taught, By the honorable E. I. Hatch, We find that our bluffs go for naught, For she, our respect, did catch. But when we go to Dark Ages, And ind L. M. O. on the throne, You'1l find that the wisest of sages Would willingly him-dethrone. And last but not least comes the class Where the roots of grammar are taught, And the rule of C. F. S. does out class, The best that could ever be bought. EVE CLEVELAND, '31