Hanover High School - Hanoverian Yearbook (Hanover, MA)

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THE HANOVERIAN LINCOLN He was a tall backwoodsman And lived in a house of logs: In spring, summer, and winter He tramped through dampened bogs. When little Abe was nine, His mother passed away: But Abraham toed the line And never went astray. Once Lincoln saw at New Orleans A poor slave, old and gray Whose family had been scattered And taken far away. i'Boys, let's get away from this, Said Lincoln, tender of heart, If ever I get to hit that thing, Boys! I'll hit it hard. Lincoln later went up the steps Into the presidency Then South Carolina seceded, And the windward went to the lea. Lincoln said, l'What can I do But call for volunteers? I need seventy-five thousand men To enlist for three more years. The Civil War dragged on and on For one fifth of a score Then all at once the firing stopped, And they cried for war no more. 'Twas in April of 'sixty-five That Lincoln was last seen alive, For he was shot by a man named Booth Who was insane and very uncouth. At twenty past seven the light went out And his spirit went above. He was mourned by each and everyone But most by -'those he loved. R. Scorr, '43 Q THE SUN AND THE MOON The sun shines down on us below, To brighten all our days, With rays that send a fiery glow, To lighten young folk's ways. The moon shines out for us at night, To help us see the way To follow the pathway to the right, Through youth's remaining day. NANCY STEWART, '40 A BROKEN MIRROR OANNE Stevenson was exalting in the freedom she felt, for today marked the end of her seven years of bad luck. Seven years ago today she had broken a mirror---- she was ten then--and these years had been filled with hardships. The most important years of her life had been spoiled simply be- cause she had dropped a tiny mirror, and that mirror had become a million tiny pieces splintered glass. As she bro-ught to mind the incidents of the preceding seven years, it seemed that each one of those broken bits of glass represented a misfortune. But this overshadowing fear would be ended today. The following years must be filled with hap- piness and fortunate experiences. Joanne had applied for a position and was now setting out for the appointment. The interview would surely prove successful for the jinx on her luck had been broken. She entered the reception room with but a minute to spare. Taking out her vanity case, she searched her face to be certain that her make- up was perfect. As she was replacing her compact in her purse, Mr. Hartford spoke to her, and she looked up to smile at him. She felt the compact slip from her fingers and a moment later heard the mirror crashing. Just as the mirror had dashed to the floor, so all her hopes of a bright future had fallen. Well, Joanne thought, some people are just not meant to be lucky. GERTRUDE SHURTLEFF, '39

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THE HANOVERIAN l3 SCHOOL Many are eager to get there Some are eager to stay. More are eager to leave there Until the Hnal day. The first few grades are not so bad Because the idea's new. The middle grades are not so good And are highly prized by few. Then when the longed-for day arrives And they start on the outward track They're apt to leave with tear-filled eyes Because they can't come back. CATHRINE BURNS, '3 9 NOON-TIME DANCING Time for sandwich and an ice cream, Run a comb fast through your hair, Helter-skelter up the stairway, Get a ticket or beware! Throw your purse upon the bleacher VVith an air so nonchalantg Walk demurely past the stag line, Eye the partner that you want: It's a slow one, it's Deep Purple. Do your best with what you hear: If you know the words, by all means Croon them in your partner's ear. Hist, you kidsf Let's swap the next one I'd just love to dance with you. Hope and pray that it's a fast one, Copenhagen, that'll do. Think the girls, exasperated, A'Oh. those boys, why won't they dance? Chances are they sit and laugh At what they think a hopeful glance. It's good practice-getting in Your twenty minutes every day: Workouts that we miss on rising We make up the jivin' way! ELEANOR Poon, '40 RESURRECTION The raindrops are falling Down to the earth To joyously welcome Spring's coming birth. Dead grass on broad fields Damp with the dew ls struggling to draw The green shoots through. As soon as the rain Has done its part, The sunshine comes forth To cheer nature's heart. G. SHURTL121f1f', '3 9 JITTERBUG The bed bug is a pesky thing To this we all agree The fire fly is a wondrous thing For anyone to see. The katydid is another bug Which jumps around and sings, But the jitterbug is a crazy bug Which whirls around and swings. Of course there are a lot of bugs Above are just a few, But the jitterbug is the little bug I'll try to explain to you. To be a little jitterbug These are the things to do You swing and sway with Sammy Kay And Benny Goodman, too. If my idea of a jitterbug To you is not quite clear, The future lying ahead of you Is a wallflower's, I fear! STANLEY COBBETT, '39

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THE HANOVERIAN 1 5 ALUMNI NOTES DID YOU KNOW THAT: Margaret Stewart '34 has a civil service ap- pointment in the State House. Carlton Josselyn '36 has won letters in football, basketball, and baseball, and has been captain of basketball at Wilbraham this year. Eleanor Josselyn '38 has recently been pledged to Lambda Chapter of Alpha Xi Delta at Jackson College. Charles Gleason '36 is fraternity treasurer of Kappa Sigma at Massachusetts State. Harry Shepherd '36 and Austin Briggs '35 were appointed to the Business Staff of the Bates College paper. Damon Stetson '32 recently wrote a short article which appeared in the Coronet Margaret Church '36 has been elected head of basketball for next year at Radcliffe. Betty Hall '36 has been active in tennis and dramatics at Radcliffe. Marjorie Billings '33 is now Mrs. Charles Rush and lives in Maine. Irene Massey '33 is now Mrs. Eugene Gilbert and lives in East Braintree. Helen Nelson '33 is now Mrs. Charles Bach- man and lives in New York. Ellen Gardner '33 is now Mrs. Silva and lives in Plymouth. Avis Hammond '33 is now Mrs. Ronald Munro and lives in Hanson. Bob Blaisdell '33 married Eleanor Sommers of Rockland and is living in Boston. Fred Carter '33 is married and lives in Con- necticut. Elmer Snowdale '33 married Dorothy Mosier of Rockland and lives in Rockland Dorothy Perkins '33 is working in New- berry's in Rockland. Jane Sproul '33 is training to be a nurse. Betty Tasker '33 is a graduate of Forsyth Dental and works in Boston. Bob Wells '33 is employed in a hotel in Ber- muda. John Savini '36 is a junior at North Caro- lina State College where he is studying to become a Geological Engineer. He is a regular guard on the Wolfpack. Alton Simmons '38 is attending Hebron Academy. ALUMNI CONTRIBUTIONS 1937 I'm assured our good class did all others excel In fun and in sports and in study as well But after our high school wherever I went I felt that my time was most wretchedly spent. Consider my case in the light it deserves And pity the state of my mind and my nerves. I've forgot how to laugh 'cause I haven't seen Brown And I've lost all my tacks for when people sit down. I've forgotten the angle to thrust in a back A compass when one has used up his last tack. I sit passing notes to myself all the day And wish I'd still Ott to reply to my lay. And I groan when I think of our solid and math And how Carlton - Church - Jansen would reach a path To be fifty-two feet in diameter wide And thirty or forty at least on each side. And I think with nostalgia of Hall and her role Of old Mrs. Blair and her God bless my soul! I could say a deal more but am loath to in- trude On your time and your patience so now I'll conclude. MARGARET CHURCH, '37