Hanover High School - Hanoverian Yearbook (Hanover, MA)

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THE HANOVERILAN JUNIOR CLASS SOPHOMORE CLASS

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THE HANOVERIAN 17 Night after night he sat there with an automatic revolver for his only companion and watched the shadow of his nocturnal visitor glide across the wall. And continually he could reas- on it out only as a malicious trick. Finally the inevitable discovery was made, but not until a special detective 'had been sent at Carl's request. The house, upon the death of Sir lYilliam had been completely closed up, even to the extent of shutting the blinds all around. XVhile Carl was waiting in the li- brary for the detective to arrive, his old friend the knight, suddenly appear- ed, moved halfway across the wall, and stopped. Carl with pistol in hand, rose and walked slowly to where the shadow had stopped. Upon finding nothing to obstruct its passage on the wall, he turned to go back to his chair. As he did so, he saw clearly the lights of the detective's car shining through the design on the blind which he had neglected to open. ln keeping with the architecture of the remainder of the building, the blinds of the library had been decorat- ed by the in-cut silhouette of a knight in armor. The mansion was so situ- ated that only one window of the li- brary faced the road a few hundred feet away, and whenever a car passed, the lights showed through the blind on the wall opposite. So the mystery of The Knight in the Library was solved, and the new owner of Harrington Manor was let to believe that the other strange tales were of similar origin. David Dart ONLY TQPSY The rain beat down heavily upon the hard pavements. The night was dark. The tall, shabby tenement houses were saggy and dreary-look- ing. The people, wet and cold, were 'hurrying about in the rain, the picture of weariness. Puddles of dirty water ran here and there along the edge of the sidewalk. janet was curled upon a pile of soft cushions, reading. Her mother had stepped across the street to return a horrowed article to Mrs. Browning. Janet had just reached a thrilling point in the sto-ry when-crash!-al thunder bolt boomedq and the street outside was illuminated sharply. Al moment later a second flash came. Janet stirred uneasily. The room became quiet again and she resumed her reading. XVhat was that? She listened. The faint rasp- ing sound came again. XYhat could it be? Ah! there it was again. A sudden flash of lightning tore the wires outside and plunged the room into darkness. janet's heart thumped and her breath came in gasps. Harkl That noise again. Oh, what was it? lXYhy couldn't her mother come home? She got over to the desk and groped for a candle, lit it, and started in the direction from which the noise came. ,Xhl It must be in the closet. She went over to the door and stood still before it-not daring to pull it open. Finally, summoning all her courage, she reached for the knob and opened the door. She held her breath, and forced her eyes to look inside the clos- CT. A deep sigh of relief escaped her, for, there upon the rug, was that mis- chievous bit of fluff, Topsy, The kitten looked up with much misery in her eyes, pleading for forgiveness. Corrine Flavell

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lllli l 1-XXOX'liRIXIX 19 FRESHMEN EIGHTH GRADE