Harmony High School - The Ferguson Yearbook (Harmony, ME)

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THE FERGUSON G gang-plank. Maurice Gerand, who had come to England for a short visit, decided. to look around the different places of interest and by this means spend his time. He did not hire a carriage but decided to walk and en- joy the exhilarating salt air and. sunshine. The tang orf' the invigorating sea air seemed to add new life and zest to his already sparkling brown eyes and he seemed to emanate a desire to live in true accord with life. -4 He saw many places of interest and was idly leaning against a white bridge, inspect- ing the people who passed in their daily rush to Work, when he saw, across from him, a beautiful young girl who was apparently waiting for somebody. She seemed, to Mau- rice, to be very impatient. Something gleam- ing in the sunshine at her feet caught his -eye. Lazily, he drew up from his indolent position, to pass by her and inspect the object of his curiosity. She met his eyes as he passed and Maurice, seeing that the ob- ject at her feet was a ring, decided to play the part of a gentleman to a lady in seem- ing distress. Coming back, he stooped and picked up the ring. As his fingers touched the ring, a voice above him, quivering a little, but sweet and clear, exclaimed, Halves! Now, Maurice knew the English language and knew what she had just said but he did not understand it. You mean you only want half of this ring, mademoiselle? But I do not under- deep resonant stood a whole down into her black curling stand, he exclaimed in a voice. But as Maurice, who head taller than she, looked clear, gray eyes fringed by lashes, he knew the meaning of love at first sight. Mon Dieu! Maurice thought to himself, Is she not beautiful? So intensely was he thinking, that he did not hear what she was saying until he felt soft little fingers curl- ing about his hand urging him to come. Then he heard her pleading: Oh, please, Mister, hurry! We'v.e got to go to the silversmith's first . And Maurice only too willingly lflollowed. To the silversmith's they went. The bit of gold was broken, each of th-em holding half, and though Maurice didn't know it, he was betrothed to be married. Marriage followed in such quick succession that he was left in a daze. But, he was still willing to follow wherever the girl should lead. Now , said Mary, after the marriage ceremony was over, You are married to me and you have got to take me with you. But, I'm leaving for America, on the next boat, to earn my own living, Maurice blurted out. Then you must book passage for me, al- so, the girl stated determinedly. So doing, the two, shortly after, were out on the open seas wending their way to a perfect life. At last, on deck, Maurice put his arms around the shoulders of the slender girl be- side him, saying: And now, my dear little girl, will you tell me what this is all about? First let us sit down in these two deck chairs. Well, long ago there was a custom in England called 'Halves'. I decided to revive the custom. A young man would drop a ring before the girl he wished to marry. She, was, would exclaim one half of the ring. and after the consent conspirator that she 'Halves' and be given This was a betrothal, of the families of the two young people the marriage w-ould follow. It happened to be a girl today, though, and I'll tell you why I did it. She then followed with an account of her home life and how her father had tried to drive her into a distasteful mar- riage because of money. I was really afraid to do it, and when you came on the bridge, I wanted you to pick it up, but, I didn't think, for a. while, that you were going to. This was said so low that Maurice could scarce- ly hear itg but she th-en continued, I had decided to dice with the gods though. She looked up at her husband. I'm certainly glad you left everything to fate , said Maurice fervently. Yes, Kismet , Mary said softly. Did you say 'Kiss me'? Oh, noi , blushingly. - But Maurice willfully misunderstood. -E. V. L., '35.

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