Hanover High School - Hanoverian Yearbook (Hanover, MA)

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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

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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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THE HANOVERIAN SCHOOL SPIRIT To help a fellow in distress, And just forget the mess That he is in. To give one's time, tho valued much, To classmates and the teacher,-such I5 not a sin. To put forth onels best efforts, too, And say a kindly word or two Where they are needed. To always jump at any chance To help a scheme or plan a dance, Good deeds are seeded. To always show a spirit free To help a lot,--is as you see A School Spirit! And those of you who do these things Will find that all the joy it brings Worth,-School Spirit! E. M. CLEVELAND, '31 LIN DBERGH The Lone Eagle is what they call That brave airman who flies alone. He's lanky and he's rather tall g A fellow who can hold his own. He always had a great desire To learn to fly an aeroplaneg And now that he's become a flier He's won a deal of wordly fame. From New York o'er the sea he flew Within his plane alone, Of men like Lindy there are fewg We're proud that he's our own., EARLE GARDNER, ,30