Hermon High School - Microphone Yearbook (Hermon, ME)

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12 The MICROPHONE complete view of his pursuer, he laughed at his own foolishness, for there stood Pinkie, his dog, wagging his tail in friendly greet- ing. GERALDINE BATES '47 Dreamville Oh! in the land of dreamville I would live for long, For time remains still And life is like a song. The children are gayly dressed, The streets are like a winding stair, They tar and feather the ones depressed But no-one has a care. It is like a three .ring circus Wlhich will never, never end, You will never feel unwelcome, On that you can depend. Dreams are never hurried The people are the same, They never wind the clock Or call the hour by name. There's a prince for every princess To go marching through the race, And each one wins his own So the dream has taken place. The sun is always shining Like a beacon in the sky, Birds are always singing And' dreams will never die. Oh! in the land of dreamville I would live for long, Where time remains still And life is like a song. ROSEMARY GARLAND '46 Winter When the wind howls down the chimney, And you shiver in your bed, You can hear the winter calling, But you'll wish 'twas spring instead. You pull the coverlets up closer, Just as far as they can go, And you'1l wake up in the morning, With two more feet of snow. DOROTHY TAPLEY '47 Unsuccessful License Test I went down to Bangor to take my test, And I can assure you it wasn't the best, No! It wasn't to the Draft Board to be sure And it was by no means a pleasure tour. All I had was a Ford for a car, And it wasn't the latest by far. He started me off by stopping on a hill And part of my Ford lies there still. Of course we got a bruise or two, If you were in my place you would too. So the test was quite unsuccessful Of money, the judge got a vest full. ALFRED WOODARD '48 Old Hermon, We Leave You The year is 'most over, We're preparing to go, We have no regrets We want you to know. We have been in this school For the length of four yearsg And now that we're leaving, We will dry up our tears. We'll forget all the time That we spent in our classes, Forget all of the failures We received in large masses. So-long, good old Hermon, We had good times, all 3 We'll always remember you Each Spring and each Fall. MONA MCGINLEY '45 My Poem One day when we came into class We were unsuspecting, each lad and lass. The teacher handed us paper and pen And said, For a poem, I have a yen. I cannot write it, was my first thought, But of my remark she thought not. She told us all to, start to write And at that, I lost my sight. Now as you may know, I'm pretty numb And I'l1 still be thinking for years to come. GORDON SOMERS '47

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The MICROPHONE 11 Literary Lx W'-' A., I -G 1 . 'O I. X U Q I I . - Idlkgll MRS. RASTIIS AT THE TELEPHONE Hello, Operator, give me Highland two- twenty-twog yas, mam, thas' right-tWo- twenty-two. Hello, Doctor Jones? This is Missus Rastus Johnson, thas' right, used to be Lily Jackson.-Rastus' powerful sick, doctor.-No, it can't be somethin' he et. Why no, doctor, just a couple hamburgers and a half a chicken and some roast beef and five- six pieces of cake and pie and three dishes of ice cream. Naw zir, can't be nothing he drunk, neither: jus' a couple 'o quarts of that beer and a fifth of gin an' a big jar of lemonade and two-three cokesg that's every bit he drunk. Where '? Oh, yes, down at that amusement park. Rastus' head hurts too, yeah, his head, where he fall out of the roller-coaster and hit the door. The water fixed that though, yes, the water, when he fell out of chute de chute into the pond. Sa- funniest thing I ever saw, stayed down five minutes before they could haul him out. They rolled him on a barr'l to get the water out but that made him bleed again. Yeah, bleed, bleed blood, where that rascal, Tom Jackson, cut him with his razor. Cut him here an' here and way up here before Rastus could get his revolver out. You better come on down to the police station. Said he was toting conseeled weapings. He kept fainting 'till I gave him a little gin I had. No, not Jim, gin-G-1-N-, gin. I gave him about a pint., got another pint to give him if he faints aginf' Huh'? What's that you say, Sonny? Oh, excuse me, doctor, that was one of the fellows down here. Say, doctor, I don't think you'll have to come down after all.- Rastus' daid. CHARLES GORDON '45 ' THE SCARE Cautiously Bob Arnold opened the door of his room and peered into the dark hall. Hea1'ing nothing, he stole noiselessly down the stairs, his shoes in one hand and a flash- light in the other. Swiftly he unfastened the bolt on the heavy door and stepped out of the house. With a last anxious look behind him he crossed the field and disappeared into the dense woods. When he reached a clearing he sat down, laid the flashlight be- side him, then put his shoes on. Hearing a twig snap he jumped up and listened cau- tiously. Another twig snapped. There was something or somebody coming! He picked up his flashlight, stood very still, and listened. The steps came nearer and nearer. Then Bob cried, Who's there '? No answer. Bob shouted again, Who's there? Still no answer. All the time it was coming closer. Bob wanted to run, but his legs wouldn't move. He Wanted to scream or faint, but he couldn't. All he could do was stand there listening and trembling. He was petrified! Finally Bob got up enough courage to run but a twig caught his foot causing him to he fell he fainted from fright. fall. As When he came to, he felt a warm breath on his neck from something which was hover- ing over him. When at last he raised his head to get

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The MICROPHONE 13 Locals Tl '1 SUPT. EARL C. McGRAW At the opening of this new school year we were anxious to meet our new superintend- ent, Earl C. McGraw. He has proven himself worthy of the high praise of our former superintendent, Mr. C. H. Grant, and has been very efficient in taking over the re- sponsibilities that Mr. Grant has hitherto carried on so ably. We express our appreciation to Mr. Mc- Graw and wish him luck in continuing with the good work he has accomplished in the past year. COMMENCEMENT Commencement week will begin with the Baccalaureate services in the Baptist Church, at Hermon Corner, on June 3, 1945. June 4th the Senior-Alumni banquet will be held. The Graduation Exercises will be held in the Hermon High School Gymnasium at 8 P. M., Thursday evening, June 7. Following the Graduation Exercises the Commencement Ball will take place at the Odd Fellows Hall. Class Colm ',..,,.. .... ..... ........... B l u e and Grey Class Flower ,.., ...,. ........... W h ite Rose Class Motto ..................................................................... Tonight we launch, where shall we anchor? Class Marshal .... ,.... ..,........... E d ith Huey '46 SENIOR PLAY The annual Senior Play, Aaron Slick From Punkin Crick, was presented in the High School Gymnasium December 13 and 14, 1944. Actl Takes place in Mrs. Berry's kitchen. Act II Same scene, later in the after- noon. Act III Takes place in a Chicago cab- aret, a year later. The play was directed by Mrs. Floy Bemis. CAs'r OF CHARACTERS Aaron Slick, not as green as he looks ........... ,.....,.,.,.,.. . GORDON Mr. Wilbur Merridew, a crooked speculator ........... , MCLAIN Clarence Green, a mysterious young man ....,,........... . TAPLEY Mfrs. Rosa, Berry, an Oklahoma widow ...,........,.....,..,..... ERICKSON Gladys May llI6'l l id61U, a. sweet young thing ....,,....,. KELLEHER The Girl in Red .............. - .............,........,.. . ..,,,,,,,., MONA MCGINLEY Little Sis Riggs, a regular tomboy ...,.. REGINA Buaonss Hotel Guests ....,.,......,...,,.......,....................................,..... GLORIA BLAKE RAYMOND BOWEN DoRo'rHY TAPLEY EVERETT TIBBETTS LESLIE LOVELY Stage Manager ........,, .............. N VILLIAlVl MCCARTY