Houlton High School - North Star Yearbook (Houlton, ME)

Text from Pages 1 - 114 of the 1941 volume:

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ES TERS Merchant Tailor Dry Cleaning and Pressing Special Rates to Students Homchuck's Restaurant Home Cooking Our Specialty Chicken Dinners Every Sunday and Holidays Very Reasonable Rates 68 Main Street Houlton, Maine v1o1o14x1o1o1o1o14x14xier1er14b11r11li4lC uiuiviuxrxioioiuxvzrl 101 rioioioioiojoicvioioii 101011 1611011 P1011 710101014 11011 101011 'i 1 Q 1 1 1 I i 1 1 1 1 1 1 i I 1 1 1 Q ! 1 1 1 Q 1 Q ! 1. BENJAMIN C. ROBERTS janitor, Central Building 1909 f 1940 Benny Roberts, everybody's friend, has passed on, tenderly remembered by thousands of Houlton High students forfhis cheerful kindliness, his neverfailing smile, his courage, his everwilling helpfulness to all. Goodby, Benny! We took you for grantedg and then one day you were no longer with us-and we miss you. f-fff-ff-ff' THE CRTH STAR, HOULTON HIGH SCHOOL JUNE, 1941 HOULTON, MAINE James Donovan Goldie Clark Jeanne Bither L-etha McDonald Gladys Libby Carol Gardner Athletics: Don Macllroy Alumni: Jean 'Crawford Managers: Alston Bell and Advertising Assistants: Donald Taggett Virginia Wilson Corliss Cates William Madigan Barbara McNair Jeanne Blther Margaret Feeley Eloi e Smith Kenneth Taylor Donna Bates Dorothy Young Donald Lambert STAFF General Editors Philip -Conlogue Janette Hallett Margaret Haggerty Doris Whited Catherine Callnan Malcolm Berman Edith Dickinson Patsy Waalewyn Ruth Palmer Jean Hanson John Hoskin Department Editors Humor: James Donovan Exchange: Don Macllroy Business Gwendolyn McGr ew Janette Hallett Elizabeth Estabrook Helen McCormack Lois Hovey Anne Doherty Mabel Macllroy Edith Dickinson Horace McGowan Natalie Moreshead Harold Berry Renna Hatfield .Joyce Wolverton CONTENTS Editorials 4 History of the Senior 'Class 6 Our Teachers 17 Strangers' Guide to H. H. S. 19 Football 22 Cross Country 23 Girls' 'Basketball 24 Boys' Basketball 25 Eleanor Newhouse James McPartland Doris Niles James Chadwick Doris Whited Phyllis Hardy Merle Bell James Donovan Jean Hanson Mary Crafts Catherine Callnan Letha McDonald Track 25 Baseball 27 Tennis 28 The Ink Well 30 Literary Dept. 31 Alumni Notes 58 Exchanges 61 Jokes 63 NORTH STAR BOARD Front row. l. to r.: Margaret Haggerty, Patsy lVaalewyn. Goldie Clark, Letha McDonald, Ruth Palmer, Jean Hanson. .lanet Hallett, Jeanne Bither, 'Carol Gardiner. Second row: Edith Dickinson, Gwendolyn McGrew, Jean Crawford, Gladys Libby, Elizabeth Estabrook. Catherine Callnan, Doris Whited. Third row: Malcolm Berman, Philip 't'onlogue. Donald Macllroy, James Donovan, Alston Bell. Editorials LEAVING SCHOOL As the class of 1941 nears the day of graduation, many minds are in a turmoil. To some, it means the beginning of anoth- er phase of schoolingg to others, it means the beginning of a life's work. To both classes belong the doubts and fears for a future seemingly shattered by the recent war events. Let us not go out from high school with only foreboding and gloom. Let us rather go with the calm assurance of those who have faith in themselves and their fellow men. On us will probably fall the task of rebuilding what is left of a stricken world ---so let us remember that we all have one common job, being good American citizens. J. D. Thank goodness I'm not graduating! l really pity the poor seniors. Never again will they have such an opportunity as they have had these past few years. If I were graduating this year, I would feel as though l were leaving a great part of me and my property behind in dear H. H. S. As it is, HI still have one more year to keep trying to borrow back my pencils from my for- getful fellow students. P. XV. The boys and girls who are seniors now soon will be graduating. As they go out into life. some of them will immediately seek jobsg others will go on to college or some other institution of higher education. These latter need to acquire all the know- ledge they can. and earn a good name for themselves in order to get a position worth while. So to the graduates we say, Good luck to you all. G. C. Character and Philosophy A strong character is essential in attain- ing success in any field. Those who are honest, courageous. persevering, patient, tolerant, sympathetic. and courteous ach- ieve worthwhile things in the world of to- day. It takes hard work to keep up the standard of character, but the result is its own reward and worth striving for. J. E. H. The morrow seldom mends the destruc- tion done in the night. J. B. The man who is willing to stand alone For all that he believes Is the man with the soul unconquerable Who will never bow at the knees. M. B. The torch of freedom is fed with the oil of education. While many countries try to extinguish this torch, the United States is causing the flame to burn ever brighter. P. C. HEINOUS WORLD By Don Macllroy Helnous world pregnant with muck and slime, You are sodden with debauchery, your glorious deeds and dead Forgotten 'mid lewd, lascivious crimes. Your fertile bosom, once so proud, is blotched with blood Spilled in man's greed for power. The obliterating heel of hell-bent le- gions mashes the retching soldier's face, Lying in its vomit. plagued by leeches. the silence of some Alone, forgotten in glutton-ransacked plain, Reeklng with the stench of emaciation and rotted flesh, Lie men---men who once knew the awe of God. A RAY OF HOPE By Philip Conlogue As I look upon the papers Their headlines screaming I ask myself this question- What's to be this old world's fate? 1 hate, There are people in the headlines lt's the well known tale of ages, Told many times before. Throughout this state of chaos, A ray of hope comes flying To give aid to the wounded, Consolation to the dying. The conquered bless this charity And countless times do say: Thank God for these kind people: Thank God for the U. S. A! DREAMS By Don Callnan I love to linger by a moonlit pond, To stand in the shadow of the lofty pines: I love to let my quick emotions leap, And live again the days when I was young. I see the happy faces of the gang: I hear the swishing of their frosty skates As they skim quickly across the ice, And I live again the days when I was young. I hear the soft, sweet, silvery tones so low That whisper across the hills before the wind. I know it is my mother calling me to bed- Oh, to live again the days when :I was young! MY DREAMS By Gerry Fitzpatrlck I love to dream of snow clad hills, Of mountains, and oceans blue, And dream of people ll love to know- Faithful, loving, and true. She sighed in joy and rapture, While his wonderful voice enwrapt her. He told of his passion In his own matchless fashion- Then Tomorrow you'1l hear the next chapter. . p Begging peace or shouting war. Gwen McGrew E ' History of the Senior Glass ln the fall of 1937 a group of 165 timid, very green freshmen entered Houlton High School. Even though this group seemed innocent, there were among us some who, right then, started to make a name for themselves in good old H. H. S. That very first year, our candidate for circus queen, Doris Niles, received that honor. The officers who have served us well for the three years of their term were: president, James Donovang vice president, Jean Crawford, secretary, Joyce Farrar: and treasurer, Leroy Carter. In speaking, we showed ability, with Letha McDonald winning second place in the Spear Speaking Contest. In athletics, also. we displayed ability, with such per- sons as Jacqueline Kelley, Mary Pomroy, James Donovan, Malcolm Logan, Philip Mason, Fred Doescher, and Sterling Hall leading. In dramatics, Corliss Cates and Orin Bither showed talent in the senior play. This senior class was very proud to have twenty-four on the senior honor roll, averaging 90 per cent or more for their four years' work. The three highest ranks went to Gwendolyn McGrew, valedictoriang Jean jCrawford, salutatoriang and Joyce Farrar, third honor. Of the 165 freshmen who entered, 106 are graduating. As we leave Houlton High on our journey into life, we hope we will he remembered for what we have done for our beloved school, Houlton High. D. W. fOverheard in chemistry class! Mr. Stinson: Give me an example of poison? Earl Hawkins: Aviation. Mr. Stinson: Please explain yourself. Hawkins: One drop will kill. f0verheard at a football gamej Jo Ann: Oh, look! How dirty they're gett- ing their suits! How will they ever get them clean? Gwen: Silly! VVhat do you think they have a scrub team for? lAt the junior exhibition? Miss Penney: It's time to start run up the curtain, Jack. Jack falways obllgingj Yes, Miss Penney, how far shall I go? OLD HOULTON HIGH 6 Adams, Mabelle Home Eu Club 4. Albert, Paul Jerome Cross Country 2, 3, 42 H Club 3, 43 lli-Y Club 43 Baseball 2. 35 Buskellmll 4: High' slor 4. Antworth, Burns Charles Bell, Alston Ray Rioker 1, 2: Senior Play 42 H Club 3, 41 Football 3, 43 Future Farmers 43 Double Quartet 4: North Star Board 4. Berman, Charlotte Hazel Bither, Orin Maxwell Cross Country 1: Mgr. 'Frank Team 35 Senior Play 43 H Club 4. Blake. Lawrence Leroy Hi-Y Clllll 3, 4. Boutilier, Gordon William Future Farmers l, 2, 3, 4. Brayall, Agnes Mae Home Ec Club 1, 2, 33 Glee Club 1, 3, 4. Brown, Doris Elizabeth English Club 3, 43 Honor Society 3. 45 Speaking Ex- hibition 23 Senior Play 4. Brown, Leroy Maxwell Callahan, Nina Louise Home Ee Club 33 English t'lub 4. Callnan, Catherine Dawn llonor Society il, 4, See. 43 tllee Club 1. Z, 3, 4, V. Pres. 3. Pres 43 Speaking Exhibi- tion 23 Vive President of Class 43 D. A. R. Candidate 43 North Star Board 4. Callnan, Donald Joseph llnntl 2. Il, 43 Orrllestrzi 2, 3. Carr, Francis Alexander llighster 4: Mgr. Track 'l'vun1 3, 43 English Club 3, 4: Cross Country 1. .Y aim -1 ? if 'N .aq- , an as JDK Carter, Leroy Elmer English Club 43 Honor Socie- ty 3, fl. Pres. 43 Football 43 Future Farmers 2, 3, 43 Treasurer of Class 43 H Club 4. Cates, Corliss Louisa Senior Play 43 Speaking Ex- hibition 33 Circus Play 4: Class Prophecy 4. Cone, Barbara Imogene Glee Club 3, 43 English Club 4. Conlogue, Philip James English 'Club 43 North Star Board 4. Conway, Harold M. Cross Country 3. Couturier, Yvette H. Illngllsh Club 4. Crafts, Mary Josephine Glee Club 3. 4: Senior Play -l Crawford, Jean Mary English Club 3. 43 Honor Society 3, 43 Glee Club 1, 2, 3, 43 Home Ee Club 43 Vice President of Class 1, 2, 3: Senior Play 43 Speaking Ex- hibition 2, 33 North Star Board 43 Circus Play 43 Sal- utulorlain. Cumming, Robert Band 2, 3, 43 Orchestra 1. 2. 3. 43 Speaking Exhibition 2. 3. Currier, Vivian Janet a in ? . ,,,, .ff DeBay, Avis Louise Home Ec Club 2, 3, 4. Doescher, J. Fred Band 23 Orchestra 23 Glee Club 23 Future Farmers 2, 3, 43 Cross Country 3, 43 Track 3, 43 Property Mgr. Circus Play 33 Property Mgr. Senior Play 43 Stage Mgr. Circus Play 43 Honor So- ciety 3, 43 H Club 3, 43 Highster 4. Donovan, James Frederic Baseball 1, 3, 43 Football 1, 2, 43 Basketball 2, 33 Pres- ident of Class 1, 2, 3, 43 Hon- or Society 3, 4, V. Pres. 3, Pres. 43 H Club 2, 3, 43 English Club 3, 4, V. P1'es. 33 Highster 43 North lStar Board 43 Glee 'Club 1, 2. Dow, Evelyn Frances Honor Society 3, 43 English Club 3, 43 Senior Play 4. Eleiott, Kenneth Arthur Future Farmers 43 Senlox Play 4. Estabrook, Elizabeth Harriet English Club 3, 45 Honor Society 3, 45 North Star lionrd45 Tennis 15 Speaking Flxhibilion 35 Senior Libra- rian 4. Farrar, Iona Gertrude Home Er Club 45 Senior Play 4. Farrar, Joyce Isabelle Honor Society 3, 4, Sec. 3: lflnglish Ulub 3, 4, Sec. 43 Home Ee Club 45 Glee Club 1, 3, 45 Secretary of Class l, 2, 35 Third Honor Part. Fitzpatrick, Geraldine E. Home E0 Club 35 English l'lub 4. Fortier, Edward Leighton n Club 3. 4: Mgr. F00fb2111 :lg English Club 3, 41 Nb? 5 S Y. ww' fx ' I. , if-,I MNA wk 4, ids f 10 Fowler, John Edward H Club 3, 45 Football 3, 45 Baseball 2, 3, 4. Fowler, Mary Elizabeth Tennis 3. 45 H Club 4. Qi' , Gardiner, Carl ,M Football, 4, H-club 4, Hi. K 4,- 'WSE'-V Y 'Club 4: Future Farmers 4. Gallop, Helen English Club 3, 45 Glee Club 1. Gray, Shirley Elizabeth Ricker 15 Oakfield 2, 35 Senior Play 45 Honor Soci- ety'4, Sec. 45 Circus Play 45 English Club 4. Hall Sterling Cross Country 2, 3, 4. Cap- tain 4, State champion 4 3 ll Club 3, 43 'l'ra1ck 2, 33 Ilighster 4. Hatfield, Maree Ellouise English Club 3, 43 Honor Society 3, 43 Reporter for 'Piines 4. Hawkins, Earl Frank Track 2, 3, 4, Football 3, 4, Double Quartet 43 Hi-Y Club 3, 45 H Club 3, 43 Highster 4g Class Prophecy. Henderson, Ronald Clarence H Club 45 Future Farmers 1, 2, 3, 4, V. Pres. 3, Pres.4g English Club 3, 43 Honor Society 43 Hi-Y Club 43 Speaking Exhibition 2, 33 Stage Mgr. Senior Play 43 Circus Play 43 Class Gifts 4. Henry, Ralph William Football, 1, 2, 3, 4, Future Fariners 4g Baseball 3, 4, 'Frat-k Mgr. 43 H Club 2, 3. 4. PQ KN' 'VW mn 1' Hodgdon, Rosalind Charlotte Glee Club 1, 2, 3, 4g English Club 3, 4. Hussey, Hazel Pauline Irwin, Richard Pitt Honor Society 3, 45 Senior Play 4. Kelley, Jacqueline Luella Easketball 1, 2, 3, 45 H Club 3. 43 Senior Play 4. Kirlin, Mary Frances Clee Club 3, 4. Knapp, Phyllis Madeline Home Ee Club 4. Lakin, John Ransford Football 2, 3, 43 Cheer Lead- er 2, 3, 43 Senior Play 43 I-1 Club 2. 3, 43 Reporter for Times 43 Double Quartetg 43 Basketball 1, 2. Lawlis, Richard Cottrill Tennis 3, 43 Speaking Exhi- bition 33 H Club 4. Libby, Gladys Ernell Island Falls 13 English Club 3, 43 Honor Society 3, 4, Treas. 33 Senior Play 43 North Star Board 43 Circus Play 43 Class Gifts. Lloyd, Kathryn Harriet English Club 4. 409 KW 4-4' wa 3 ,pdf Long, Elizabeth Marlon MacDonald, Bernice E. Madigan, William Waterall Double Quartet 43 Speaking Exhibition 2, 33 Montgomery Speaking Contest 33 Senior Play 43 University of Maine Speaking Contest 3. McKinnon, Mary A. Basketball 1, 2, 33 English Club 43 Tennis 3. Miller, Carroll Mae Myshrall, Samuel Edward Mgr. liusketbztll 3, 43 Foot- bull 1, 2: ll Club 3, 43 High- stor 4. McCormack, Helen R. llalsketbatll 2, 223 English tlub .l, 4. McDonald, Letha Margaret Sponkim: Exhibition 33 North Stair lioztrtl 4: English Club Il, 4: Senior Play 4: Piraeus Play 43 Second Place. Spear Speaking Contest, 33 Aroostook LPZILTIIG Speaking' Uontest 3. McGrew, Gwendolyn Patricia Englislt Club Il, 43 Honor Society Ii, 43 Speaking Exhi- bition 2: Glee Club 1, 2. 3. -13 North Stair Board 2, 3, 43 Tennis 13 Senior Play 4: H t'lub 3, 4: Cheer Leader 3. -l3 llnnd 2, 3. 43 Basketball I3 Ort-llostru 2, 3: Valediv- toriun. McKnight, Margaret Evelyn l'Ing.:'lisl1 Club 4. pu in-0:4 001 -Q5 .f McMonigle, Alice G. Home Ec Club 4. Newell, George Esty Highster 43 Cross Country 13 Senior Play 43 Circus .Play 4. Niles, Doris Paullne Circus Queen 1. Palmer, Ruth Alice English Club 3, 43 Honor Society 3, 43 Senior Play 43 North Star Board 4. Plourd, Annette Teresa English Club 43 Senior Play 4. Plourd, Priscilla Annette Pomroy, Mary P. Tennis 1, 2, 3, 43 Basketball 1, 23 H Club 4. Porter, Philip W. Future Farmers 2, 3, 4' Highster. 4. Ramsay, Robert Fay Band 1, 2, 3, Glee Club 23 Orchestra 1, 2, 33 Future Farmers 4. Riley, Joseph Paul Highster 4: Football 3, 4. 'QR 'S...3l' mi Rogers, Frank Philip Band 1, 2, 33 Orcllestrzl 1, 2, 3, Tennis 3, 4, 55 Mgr. Tennis, Senior Play 53 Civ cus Play 5, Hi-Y Club. V. Pres. 4, Pres. 55 Glee Flub 2, 35 Double Quartet. 4, 5: ll Club 4. 5. Ross, Audrey Velma Rush, Christine E. Shinnick, Helen A. Home Ee Club 4. Skedgell, Celia Elaine English Club 3, 4. Smith, Marion Marie Steen, Murlel Emily English Club 3,43 Honor So- ciety 3, 43 Speaking Exhibi- tion 2, 3: Cheer Leader 3, 41 l'I Club 3, 4: Senior Play 4: Prompter of 'Circus Plays 2, 3. Stevens, Eliona Portage High School 1. 23 English Club 3, 43 Home EC Club 4. Stevens, Vera Elizabeth Portage High School 1. 23 English Club 3. 45 Ilome Ee Club 4, Sec. 4. Stewart, Marjorie W. Circus Play 3, 4: Secretary of Class 43 Class Gifts. W-if ive, Stone, Clayton Edward QNJN v . . . rw ., , i H, ti, , 4 , , . , . Stone, Joyce Yvonne Sweet, Richard John Baud 2, 3, 43 Orchestra 2, 3. 4. Tapley, Daisy Augusta Home Eu Club 2, 3. 4, Pres. 4: Twirling Squad 4. Taggett, Donald Kaye Band 2, 3. 43 Orchestra 1, 2, 3, 43 Tennis 2, 3. 43 ll Club 3, 45 Hi-Y Club 3, 4, Soc. 43 English Club 3, 4, Pres, 45 Glee Club 2,.IJouble Quartet 43 Senior Play 43 Ilighster 4. Taylor, Kenneth Merle H Club 3. 4: Baseball l. 2. 5, 4. Vose, Clement Ellery Caribou 1. 2, 33 Senior Play 43 Football 4: I-I Club 43 'Basketball 4, Highster 43 English Club 4: Circus Play 43 Class Gifts. Watson, Marguerite Glee Club 1. 2, 35 Basketball 3. 4g I-l Club 3, 4, V Pres. 4: Drum Major Twirling Corps 43 English Club 3, 43 Home Ec Club 43 Circus Play 3. Watson, Vera R. Home Ec Club 43 English Club 4. Mason, Philip Football 1. 2. 3. 45 Basket- ball 1. 2, 3, 45 Baseball 1, 2, 3, 43 Track 2. 3, 4: H Club 2, 3. 4, President 4. lSee picture elsewherel Whited, Doris Maxine Honor Society 4: North Star Board 4. Wiggins, Irene Emma Home Et' Club 4. Willette, Arleen Mary Home Ea Club 4. ,W-Q.. , Willette, Ralph Joseph ' I' i Track 3, Football 3. Wood, Charles Wesley, Jr. Football 3, 45 Band 1, 2, 3, 4, Orchestra 1, 2, 3, 43 Glee Club 1, 23 Honor 'Society 4: English Club 3, 43 H Club 3, 4g Hi-Y Club 3, 4, Tennis 3, 43 Senior Play 45 Circus Play 4. OUR TEACHERS tXVith apologies in advance! Most accounts of our teachers would begin with the principal. But we a1'e going to begin with Van , our janitor. He is not hired as a teacher, but is one just the same- -teaching us courtesy, humor, and cleanliness every day, as he goes about his daily tasks. No high school ever had a better janitor than Van! And Benny, whom we lost this year, who took such good care of the central building -4 he taught us, too. Remember those sleight-of- hand shows he used to give us? He taught us a love of fun. On the same floor with Van. within reach of the Coca-Cola machine and handy to the gym. Charles XVood, Sr., hangs out. Charles is our Maggie 1na11, and for all his stern tat-iturnity. is a conscious humorist with many a twinkle in his eye. He weighs 190 lbs. avoirdupois. but cau't bowl harder than a lady. Perhaps that is why he is a gentleman. On the main buildings first floor, we find our old-in-years-only friend, Myra Howe, our Latin teacher. Hearing her smart steps down the hall, you'd swear a young woman was coming-and so it is! For all her stern. crusading tfor the righti spirit, Mrs. Howe is youngvat heart. Just be nice to her-and you'l1 find out! Across the hall from Mrs. Howe is 'Clar- ice. Now, isn't that the nicest name? Clarice--but what a mercenary surname. Penney! VVe are almost tempted to add, a fe- for your thoughts ebut that's been done too often. She's a crack dramatic coarli, one of Maine's best! The Siamese twins, inseparable forever. are Miss Percival and Miss Vifhite, teach- ers of history and English, respectively tand respectfully. toob! They room together. eat together, talk together, ride together, ad infinitum. VVhat a tragedy if one were to marry! The bad boy of the crowd is just across the hall from these almost-spinsters. in room 7. There the old bach of the faculty OUR TEACHERS Front row, left to right: Mr. Marsh, Miss Percival, Miss McCain, Principal Lam- bert, Miss Farnham, Miss Adams. Second row: Miss Gellerson, Miss Oelschlegel, Miss Penney, Miss Donovan. Others above: Miss Laird thidingj Miss Qualey, Miss Wallace, Miss Perkins, Sub-master VVood, Miss White, Miss Hallett Calso hidingi, Mr. Dobbins, Miss Hender- son, Mr. Tibbetts, Miss Black, Mr. Stinson. 17 THE .IUNIORS They'll have the paces his beat like a sentry with no gun but his voice, Please do not talk in the hall . With all the unmarried women in the world, how can he hold out? Surely, the teaching of English can't'be that interesting! Upstairs, in room 19, Alice Ann is back, filling the seat that Hopalong filled for ten weeks while she was ill. Everybody likes Alice Ann, even if French isn't al- ways popular. She's so nice, she'll never be a spinster-we trust! Miss Henderson, across the hall in 20, is rumored to have made her plans for an escape with me into matrimony. Well, Ethel, Just keep on smiling, and happiness may be yours. They say marriage is heaps more fun than teaching problems in de- mocracy! Stinny beams his timid smile from the door of 18, whence cometh all the nauseat- ing odors of the school. Also, from Coach Stinson's skilful training, there cometh, nearly every year, a state champion cross- country team. More power to chemistry! Who's in that tiny little room, 21? None other than the satirist of the faculty, Miss Averill Gellerson, who drives English into freshman brains every day. Tall, independ- spotlight next year. ent, always laughing, but, like Hamlet, they say, inside-but who knows? I11 17, the bangety-bang typing room, sits the gray Miss Black , quietly going over her papers in a din like that of a factory, while thirty earnest faces before her are glued to their copy. What patience that woman has! Through the glass partition to room 15, one can see the bouncy .Marjorie McCain, stenography teacher, blooming as a rose, ruling her twenty-eight sophomores with an iron-we were going to say hand-will. There SHE is, but her heart's in Colby College! Next to her, in 22, another tiny room, is Miss Oelschlegel--We can spell it but We can't pronounce it!-teacher of math from B. U., with her PBK pin on her sturdy chest, an air of determination all about her, and a smile all ready to burst through. She sings, too. In 13, Miss Rena Adams rules the roost, when she isn't visiting with her crony, Miss White. Her complexion is the envy of all the beauty shops in Houlton-but don't let that fool you, she's got spunk! Across from the beauteous Miss Adams, Oelschlegel, and McCain is the Adonis of 18 the faculty. But don't crowd, girls! He's permanently-we said PERMANENTLY- married. Quiet, but with a keen sense of humor, Woodrow Wilson Peabody is 190 pounds of athletic muscle. In room 16, where you see those nice girls sewing, is the qluietest woman in seven counties-Miss Laird, who alternates with the beauteous Miss Farn-ham in do- mestic science classes. Both girls are free, white, and twenty-one, you men of Aroos- took-and they can cook! In the central building, Mr. Saunders, little, but efficient, teaches manual train- ing: Colby athlete Joe Dobbins, quietly smiling Miss Qualey, red-cheeked Miss Wallace, and Miss Thompson-the veteran of us all-hold the fort on the first floor. Upstairs, since Mr. Saunders generally teaches in the basement, Miss Perkins and Miss Hallett are in command. We are told that Miss Hallett is to be taken away soon by a man-the brute!-but we think Miss Perkins will be with us for a while yet, for no similar reason. And are we glad of it? You bet we are! Oh - we almost forgot our principal, an- other 190 pounds of muscle, Milton Lam- bert. He holds forth daily on the evils of being tardy, unexcused, noisy, discourteous, et cetera, et Cetera. Surrounded by deten- tion slips, excuses, dirty-faced little boys and timid little girls, teachers, parents, and salesmen, he somehow manages to e- merge at the end of each day's o1'deal as fresh as he started. How does he do it-- cod liver oil? And June, oh yes, Juneehis secretary- the girl with the dimples and the April complexion. And Mrs. Fitzpatrick, the su- perintendent's secretary-quiet, smiling. efficient. And George Cumming, our old friend returned anew to serve us again as superintendent--but he came too late to get into the picture. That's all, folks! A STRANGER'S GUIDE TO HOULTON HIGH Howdy, Stranger! Glad you came to vis- it the shire town of the world's greatest potato empire, Aroostook County. Still, Houlton, with its 8,000 people, its market square. its five factories, and its million- dollar airport is not all potatoes-not quite. Take Houlton High, for instance. But first-we forgot-you entered town. By which route? lf you came in from Kat- ar,ry'iisf-'f1:n1'X . X 's . , . , wk THE SOPHOMORES Just getting civilized . ,- THE FRESHMEN Feeling their oats ahdin way, on the County Road , you passed through our CuIebra Cut , by the cemetery. and smelled the town dump. Still you did get a good look at the town, spread out on both sides of the Meduxnekeag Stream. And then- ENTERJNG HOULTON Then you were in Houlton, going under the Bangor and Aroostook overhead bridge, by the power house. and down North Street, across the iron bridge to the square. Or perhaps you wanted to save time, so hurried up the dark, woodsy Haynesville Road, up Bangor Street , by automobile came from row to the square. lf you Canada, you probably entered at the New Brunswick line from Wooclstock, and sail- ed by the airport. up Garrison Hill fwhere the Aroostook XVar was fought 6. and then down into town. Or did you follow l'. S. No. 1? If you did, you either came north from Calais or south from Presque Isle. In either case, you saw Houlton at its best. from smooth streets. alongside att- ractive homes. THE SQUARE In any case, you landed in the square. That's where everybody comes. It's like a magnet-150 feet wide, twice as long. and bordered by stores, offices. and two the- atres. You probably ate a lunch there- perhaps at Robinsons bought a paper, perhaps at French's, and then inquired about us. You had to. because Houlton High is just off the main track. HOXV TO GET HERE Alld sofyou got back into your car and drove south on Court Street one block, then north by the Northland Hotel and the Aroostook County Courthouse and Jail. And then-on your right, facing the Meth' odist Church. you saw an old-fashioned brick building that looked like a school. You stopped and asked whether this might be IT-f-and one of the boys playing in the yard sent you on, south a hundred yards, ts another building. Yes. Houlton High is two brick red sehoolhonses--two! That surprised you a little, didn't it? THE HIGH SCHOOL Yesehere we a1'e, on a gravel lot about big enough for three houses. just across the street from the jail, and closely bound- ed on two other sides by the hotel and the Aroostook Hospital. Not much room, you feontinued on page 613 20 THE EIGHTH GRADE Growing fast THE SEVENTH GRADE On their way up 21 ' T ipfifwg Front row, left to right: Gardner, Hawkins, Lambert, Donovan, Mason, Lakin, Logan, Fowler, Henry. Second row: Bell, Wood, Berman, Taylor, Vose, Carter, Smith, Gardner. Rear: Mgr. Hovey, Wilcox. Football, 1940 As far as football was concerned, 1940 was an off year for the Black and White. Foach Tibbetts had plenty of green mater- ial that shaped into a tough, but not quite tough enough, outfit. Constant shifting of positions to strength- en weaknesses kept the boys in hot water most of the season. Even though the squad was smaller and lighter than those of our opponents, the Houlton lads gave their best and weren't beaten until the last whistle. Every time they gave that extra something from a tired body that makes a hard tackle or block, they won a moral victory. ln spite of the scores, some of the games were close. The heavier line of Stearns stopped the shiretown opener at Millinock- et. The Dexter machine rattled off some fine line plays that netted 10 first downs to our four. The Houltonians just couldn't get started in this fracas. The next week, we broke into the win column, avenging the only mar on the 1939 slate made by Mattanawcook Academy of Lincoln. Mason scored and Russell pushed over for the after-point in the first quarter. Mattanaw- cook retaliated in the third with one touch- down. Late in the game, Little Joe Wilcox pulled down De Roche on the 15-yard line and deprived the Lincoln lads of a sure score. The Brewer game was a one-sided affair, as the score may suggest. 128-pound Ralph Taylor received nearly half the sport page of the Bangor Daily News for his commendable show of courage and fighting heart against such Goliaths as Lyford and Mayo. The Bar Harbor game 0Continued on Page 261 THE' 'CROSS COUNTRY TEAM Front row, left to right: Larson, Dow, Doescher, Hall, Boyne. Second row: Fortier, Grant, Gogan, Gardiner, Coach Stinson, Stewart, Lambert, Smart, Palmer. Cross Country, 1940 Again this year Coach Stinson produced at champion. The Houlton trekkers were set-ond to a phenomenal Presque Isle crew in both the county and state meets, but it was our own Abe Hall who led four- score hopefuls to the tape to cop individ- ual honors at the state meet, and who eas- ily beat the best in Aroostook in the county meet. He set a new course record in the trisineet between Lee, Colby Frosh, and Houlton. Consistent placing by John Dow, Fergy Ferguson, and Pussy Albert balanced the squad. With four of the following lettermen re- turning next fall. Coach Stinson is making plains to bring home a seventh state cham- pionship. His record of seven county, six state. and one national title in the last eleven seasons shows he's justified in plan- making. The 1940 hill-and-dalers combination con- sisted of Captain Sterling Hall, Paul Albert, Irving Ferguson, Earl Bickford, Galen Grant, .Iohn Dow, Philip Boyne, Ken Lar son, and Fred Doescher. Scores: Houlton 21 Maine Frosh A 37 Houlton 42 Presque Isle 17 Houlton 31 Lee 26 Colby Frosh 71 Houlton 23 'Caribou 32 The County Meet lst Presque Isle 23 2nd Houlton 61 3rd A. C. I. 70 4th Caribou 78 The State Meet lst Presque Isle 32 2nd Houlton 105 3rd Old Town 110 4th Portland 116 5th Bangor 118 GIRLS' BASKETBALL TEAM Front row, left to right: Taylor, Watson, Kelley, Bates. Second row: K. Gilland, Bostrom, Coach Wood, M. Gilland, and Titcomb. Girls' Basketball, 1940-41 The 1940-41 girls' basketball team was fondly known as Elsa and the Five Dwarfs . Lanky Miss Bostrum led the Aroostook League in scoring by amassing a total of 199 points in ten games, that's 20 points per game! Jackie Kelley, a vot- eran, Katherine Gilland, Dot Young, and Jean Hovey played fine, cooperative ball under the net. On the other side of the center stripe, Maggie Watson, another vet- and eran, Donna Bates, Marion Gilland, Shirley Titcomb performed nobly for Coach Wood. The girls gained permanent poss- ession of the league trophy this year. Here's a summary of Coach Charles W. Wood's record at Houlton for the past ten years: the total number of games played is 144, 114 wins against 30 losses, the total of points scored by the Houlton lassies in these contests is 3,461 against 2,508 tallied by opponents. Houlton was undefeated in league competition during 1933-34, 1937- 38, and 1940-41. In 1932-33, 1934-35, and 1938-39, the Black and White dropped but one tussle, while in 1931-32 and 1939-40 they lost two. Houlton has won the Aroos- took League crown six times and finished as runner-up thrice during those ten years of fine tutelage. The 1940-41 results: Houlton 23 Patten 13 Houlton 41 Stearns 23 Houlton 36 Shead 34 Houlton 43 Fort Fairfield 8 Houlton 27 Stearns 27 iContinued on Page 273 BOYS' BASKETBALL TEAM Front row, left to right: Mason, Taylor, Niles, Captain Logan, Anderson, Lambert, Berry. fSecond row: Asst. -Coach Peabody, Popham, Mgr. Myshrall, Downie, Coach Tibbetts. Boys' Basketball, 1940-41 ' With a wise eye to the future, Coaches Tibbetts, and Peabody selected for their '40-'41 basketball squad a dozen promising underclassmen and combined them with vete1'ans. The result was seven wins against eleven losses, a half dozen of which were lost by only two or three baskets. Around the nucleus of Mason, a star for- ward: Logan, a guard and forward of equal ability: and Lambert. a center and guard, the coaches built a team that was slow in starting this year, but one that will go places in the next two years. The loss of Wolhaupter, Bell, Stoton, and Donovan, all six-footers, was heavily felt. Logan, with 181 points, and Mason, with 92 points, were the big guns for the Black and VVhite. Downie returned to the wars after a year's lay-off and played hard ball. Dick Niles, a sophomore who's a natural, is the boy to watch in 1942. His classmates, Anderson and Berry. are shaping into good ball- players, too. The schedule and scores: Houlton 28 Patten Houlton 26 Stearns Houlton 22 P. I. H. S. Houlton 22 Old Town Houlton 37 Caribou Houlton 26 Waterville Houlton 29 John Bapst Houlton 44 A. C. I. Houlton 30 F. F. H. S fContinued on Page 283 THE TRACK SQUAD Front! row, left to right: Burlock, Gardiner, VVest, Gogan, Ford, Gidney. Rear: Coach VVood, Henry, Hoskin, Larson. Boyne, Fortier, Mooers, Hickford, Coach Stinson. Track, 1940-41 Around the nucleus of six veterans, dashers Capt. Paul Albert and Earl Haw- kins. distance men Phil Boyne, Henry Ford and Ken Larson. and combination weightman and pole vaulter Clayton Stone, Coaches Stinson and Wood are building a track team. Although somewhat shaky in the jumps, Houlton's prospects in the field and running events look bright. Raw material like Goon Hovey, the human spider, Bob Johnston, and Jerry VVest will bolster any team. Other hopefuls who look good are Bickford, Fortier, Beau- Mooers, Buzz' Gardiner, Fowler, Donovan, Lakin. Macllroy, and Hoskin. 'Considering that about two-thirds of the strength of last years' squad has been lost, Coaches Stinson and Wood have a job on their hands. Houlton usually comes up with something worth watching, watch this spring. Track Schedule May 9 Caribou at Caribou May 17 Fort Fairfield at Houlton May 24 Aroostook--Maine Frosh at Orono May 31 Presque Isle at Presque Isle June 7 'County Meet at Houlton FOOTBALL fContinued from Page 221 was a jig-saw puzzle of good and bad breaks, mostly bad. Mason scored the lone touchdown on our strongest play, a single wing off-tackle formula. Scores: Houlton 0 Stearns 19 Houlton 0 Dexter 13 Houlton 7 Lincoln 6 Houlton 7 Brewer 46 Houlton 7 Bar Harbor 19 Line Average 155 lbs. Backfield Average 143 lbs. Joyce L.: Is Miss White particular in in English? V. Hunter: I'1l say so! She raves if she finds a period upside down. l THE BASEBALL SQUAD Front row, left to right: Niles, R. Taylor, Lanibert. Donovan, Berry, Downie, Fowler. Riley. fllllllt-'l'0ll. Rear: Spooner. Skehan, XVilcox, Lakin. llow, St. Peter, Vose, Baseball, 1941 Mt-Nally, and llither. With the first syinptons of spring, base- ball started in the pryin. Front the maze of flying horsehide and swinging arms. Coach- vs 'l'ibbt-tts and Peabody visioned a penn- ant winner. The squad got out in the open on April 14th and went to work in earnest. To date, lloulton has won all pre-league games. With six veterans bavk in harness. the future is very rosy for the Black and White. On the mound we have the Taylor brothers. Ralph and Ken. Jim Donovan, and llunk Spooner. Behind the plate, Phil Mason will handle these hurlers. The in- field will be held down by Reg Downie, Buck Logan. Dick Niles, and an alternate pitcher. iln the garden, Bud Berry. Joe Riley. Don Lambert, Jaek Fowle1', and other alternate heavere will roam. Although we've lost those two power- houses. Toniilson and Ayotte, who are now in the uniform of the National Defense League at Uarnp Blanding, Florida, there are enough competent inen practicing to fill every berth satisfactorily. VVith good batting plus heads-up ball handling, the Sltiretowners should cinch the 1940 A. L. crown. The Dates May 6 Presque lsle--Away May 9 Caribou-Away May 13 Fort FHll'fl9ldfHOI1l8 May 16 XVashburn-Away May 20 A. C. I.-Away May 23 Presque Isle-Home May 27 Caribou-Home May 29 Fort Fairfield-Away June 3 lV8.Sl1lJLll'l1?l'lOll16 June 6 A. C. I.-Home GIRLS' BASKETBALL tt'ontinued from Page 247 Houlton 38 Fort Fairfield Houlton 15 Washburn Houlton 21 Madawaska Houlton 20 Washburn Houlton 30 Madawaska 271 THE TENNIS TEAMS, 1941 Front row, left to right: Fowler, Hallett, Tituomb. Hatfield. Second 1'ow: Doherty. Russell, Stantial, Crawford, Taylor, Nickerson. Third: Hagerman. Taggett, Grant. VVood, Lawlis. Rogers, Russell. Fourth: Chadwick, Plourd, McGowan, Hodgins, Mc-t'orinac'k, Popham. Tennis, 1941 With a tie for male honors and a very close second in the girls' division in the 1940 league race, Houlton was a cannon hall last spring. XVe've lost only two hoys, Tom Donovan and Joe Ward, through the coaches' bugahoo, graduation. The girls' team. that dropped the title hy only one game in '40, has remained intact. Racketeers who should bring home the bacon for Messrs. Sherman and Saunders are Tom Popham, six feet two inches of stretoh. Rim-hie Lawlis, Sanford Plourde, Boll Russell. and D011 Taggett. O11 the oth- er column of the roster there's Janet Hallett. Mary Polnroy. Betty Fowler, and Pat Russell to he watt-hed. Summer tennis plus hard practive have turned some so-sos into l'Ol'lllidillll9 net mon. Ilm-e's good luck and the schedule: TENNIS SCHEDULE Away Home Nlny 5 Boys-f-P. l. ll. S. Girls P. I. H. S. S Boys-Caribou Girls4t'a1'ibou 12 Girls-F. F. H. S. Boys-F. F. H. S. 15 Boys--Washburn Girlsfwashhurn 19 Open Date 22 Girls--P. 'l. H. S. Boysflj. I. H. S. 23 Both at U. of M. Frosh A 26 GirlsfCaribou Boys-Caribou 29 Boys-F. F. H. S. Girls-F. F. H. S. .lnne 2 Girls-VVashburn Boys-XVashburn 5 Open Date BOYS' BASKETBALL tt'ontinued from Page 251 lloulton 22 Stearns 26 lloulton 26 Caribou 32 Houlton 34 Old Town 29 lloulton 25 F. F. H. S. 17 Houlton 26 P. l. ll. S. 48' Houlton 42 XVI-lSlllJlll'll 33 lloulton 21 John Ilapst 4l lloulton 36 XVashhurn 23 Houlton 47 A. U. I. 32 23 5 xsifilic is V ' v K HQ. Q X Qnllkj f wmjf ,sn 5 Q Ngvp. , , 2 -193-Q iwlx has ' X Q 9 M N . 4 .. . I 93 A 0001 fia t, f X1 L i . 'li K, S L I ma Ifxx 3 Ot! Maths ' 'lay .ii 1' J we dba , U -gfjx A Z5 s eil m..3 omuzg To .gclool THE GIRLS' GLEE CLUB The Ink Well Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Houlton High School and all the delinquent movie-goers that used to be! Let's go to press! This is Alta Squinchell, your campus snooper. bringing you the latest and hottest news items right out of the ink well. Open letter to Joyce K4 Come down to earth. angel! It,'s strange, but the people who think themselves so popular are al- ways the least liked. Lucky Room 7 -- parties, phonograph, and a, crazy teacher to laugh at! Some people have all the breaks! And didnt Frankie Rogers wish he'd said No in regard to the Fireman's Ball tllarbara MacNairl! John Lakin gave up all the girls for Lent- -all but Millie. P. S. It was Millie's idea. Doris XVhited is keeping the home fires burning, while her heart is yearning for Forest tCamp llevensj. In spite of her frequent threats to the contrary, Joyce Lewin is still playing Bobby Mooers for what he is worth. THE YEAR IN REVIEW Everyone was certainly glad to wel- come back the Coach last fall--Master'S Degree. wife. and all the rest. Madamoiselle Donovan tAlice Ann to manyl was the only new H. H, S. teacher in September. We're hoping she'll be with us for a long time. But. according to her many trips to Boston, she may not last long-f-as a teacher. The suckers of the year are. with no also-rans , Marjorie VV., and Lois H. Lois, however, finally got wise to her- selt' and turned up at the circus play with Jim MacPartland. In January, Mr. Boyd came to us. Dur- ing his short sojourn here, he made a place for himself in all our hearts.ln fact, the feminine hearts of lloulton High were do- ing double duty most of that time. One of the most amazing combinations of this spring is that of Helen Gallop and Keith Fortier. Hats off to King James and Queen Cath- erine ofthe 1941 Circus! And here's luck to the other candidates and all the rest of you young hopefulsg there's another year coming! VVhen people saw Kay with Buck at the Circus and Marjorie with Bud, they thought someone had his signals mixed. What they didn't know was that, while Marjorie and Bud were news, Kay and Buck were an old story. Probably the Watson-Berry angle was merely a four- can-play-at-that-game result. Tht's all for this year: and until the next North Star, this is Alta Squinchell, who thinks that a medal for endurance should go to Jo Ann and Bobby for going steady this long. OUR JANITOR by Clement Vose Broken windows, locked up doors, Extra things, like moppin' floors, Sweeping, cleaning, basketball games, His duties are long as a railroad train. NVhen things are moving - and suddenly stop Just call Van, who'll put them on top. SPRING FEVER By Louena Merrithew Spring. The season when spirits rise and ranks fall! Baseball, track, and tennis teams begin to warm up along with the weather. Your head is in the clouds when it should be in a Latin book. The boy a- cross the aisle looks longingly at his heart's delight and wonders if anyone has asked HER to the spring dance. This is the season when every little cloud takes on a special form, and dreams are sold for a dime a dozen. It might be fitting to mention that unstudied lessons are paid for after school by the hour. Then again, that is neither here nor there, but in detention room, and certainly has noth- ing to do with dreams, for it is a sad real- ity. VVho cares what X equals: when anyone knows a nice, warm, sunshiny day with plenty of food means a bicycle trip and a picnic on. Saturday-or whether Caesar defeated or was defeated by this or that tribe, when mother said she might poss- ibly buy you that just too, too divine pink tulle party dress sprinkled with sparkly tinsel stuff? Then the sharp. irritated voice of the teacher rudely interrupts your day dream- ing, and you awake to find that you have- n't heard a word she's said. Amazing! What's the answer? Why, you've just had an attack of that age old sickness, spring fever. ' DETENTION HALL ELEGIES I threw an eraser-I know not where, I threw an eraser-I didn't care. I see you, Willie, I heard her call. P. S.-I served my time in detention hall. There was a young lad in room seven, Who thought that daydreaming was heaven. He took a short nap. And was caught in the act. After school, he's now in room 'leven. Clement Vose '41 THE WRONG CURVE By Elizabeth Estabrook Here lies the body of Ray, Who took his girl riding one day. He got up his nerve, And hugged the wrong curve- And now they are both laid away. FAMILY EXPECTATIONS By Marie Hatfield Much to the woe and sorrow of my fam- ily, ll have turned out to be the black sheep of the tribe. For a while, they had visions of my being one of those home-loving girls, who would be the pride and joy of my mother when it came to helping her with the house-work. To their dismay, they discovered me to be about as awk- ward around the kitchen as a cow in a china closet. Because they seem to have very grave doubts as to my ability as a cook, they gaze at me in horror if I should suggest making a cake. Because of my queer sense of humor, I am always'bursting into laughter at the most inopportune moments, whereupon the devoted family gaze at me as lf I were some freak. I guess they just don't agree 31 MARKET SQUARE witl1 my idea that there is humor in about every situation. I also have another policy which has caused many family rows. This is the old saying that You can go home when you can't go anywhere else. Although they preach to me the benefits of home, sweet home, they have me puzzled. If I ever should happen to settle down to a quiet evening at home, they all declare that I must be sick or something. With their quaint sense of humor, they all hasten to take my pulse, declaring that a doctor must be called. I guess I just don't under- stand familiesg they think it funny if you stay at home once in a while, and yet they consider you unappreciative if you don't stay at home more. Another important question before the house is why I spend all day running a- round half asleep, and then come to my senses about 7:30 P. M. This proves to be very annoying to the family, as they most usually ramble off to bed about 9:30. As they are lying there peacefully sleeping. they are suddenly rudely awakened by my making an appearance. As I crash into the house and go banging upstairs, I am greeted on all sides with a torrent of an- gry words. They conclude their heated re- marks in the morning by giving me a series of lectures on how to come in more quietly, In the family circle, another thing which causes many discussions is my natural a- bility to look like a tramp. As they see me tearing around the house day after day, dressed in ski-pants or slacks, they look at me in despair and wonder where all my feminine intuitions are. They continually hurl at me The worse you look, the bett- er you feel g but I say nothing. as I heart- ily agree with them. Give me my plaid shirt and ski-pants. and I'll ask for nothing more. In my seventeen years of troubled life, I have greatly altered the family expecta- tions. l have repeatedly said that I am leading my own life, but they come back with Ignorance is bliss. As I frequently listen to their petty criticisms, I have come to the conclusion that I should have been a boy-or maybe I just didn't bring my family up in the right way. Stinny: What do you know about nitrates? Mac: They're cheaper than day-rates. DEAR By Gwen McGrew I think that I shall never hear Another word so sweet as Dear! - A word which bears all loveliness And lifts a heart to happiness, A word which oftlmes may convey A love revealed no other way: Upon whose accents friends depend: Which joy to loving hearts will lend. NVords are sounds for all to hear. But only love and loved know Dear! HE NEVER KNEW By John Lakin The big motor jumped easily to 100 m.p.h. at the beckon of Big Jim Renrut's heavy foot. The huge car's sleek frame glided through the torrid western air as unconcerned as a bird. All seemed well to Big Jim as he looked back on the previous night. Yes, it had all been easy for him, that night's work. He was just a hungry, cold, little boy of twelve when he'd stumbled, sobbing, in- to a rowdy barroom in Detroit many years ago. He'd gotten a dishwashing job and worked his board. The boss was a toughle, but a sort of sympathetic guy. He'd given Jim that job. Later, Jim left to join a gang of boys. He was about eighteen then. That's where he started. He always did have a longing for a good time, and he was out to get it. Soon he deserted the boys and started out on his own hook. Now look at him-a big shot in the business! Think of it: a guy with practically no bringing up, a success! Ilronical, wasn't it? Take last night for instance. There had been the Queen's Club in Chicago and a. very trim little blonde-the kind seamen dream about. All that and wine, music and gaiety. And then the fellow who had come in and sat down close to the dance floor. There was nothing particular- ly peculiar about someone's coming in, but when this one flashed a big roll and winked suggestively at a chorus-girl, Jim beat an unavoidable path of vision to the man's table. Little ideas bobbed around in his head. No, he wasn't drunk, Jim wasn'tg one couldn't afford to be groggy in his business. Later, after the majority of playboys and glamour girls had left, Jim noticed this man more closely. He was a big man, slightly on the portly side. The Wlllkie- like hair was vaguely grey at the temples: and his stomach, well, it was plain to see that he was no athlete. He walked a little unsteadlly on his way out, and Jim had had the idea that he just possibly might need some help ln getting home. Always was sort of a helping hand. Might as well continue so. Hmmmmmm, a little Micky Finn, a simple flick of the wrist, and it'll all be over--and painlessly. It's a cinch for me. e Today was fair evidence of that. Here he was 1,000 miles from Chicago and no one any the wiser. Everything's great, he complimented himself, A little vacation will do me good. Fresh air and sunshine: just what I need. But everything was not great-at least with the car. He had no sooner gotten the words out of his mouth when, p-f-f-f-t, the radiator blew up. Surprised, but not so much so as to hinder his superb rendition of profanity, he examined the road map in hopes that he might be within walking distance of a town of some sort. Taking only his immediate essentials, he started for a little place not named on the map. He estimated that it lay approx- imately ten miles from Brockton and he was about five miles the other side of that. An hour and a half later, cursing at each step, he was creeping down the dusty main street of the town. 1It bore more re- semblance to a necropolis than a metrop- olis, but it passed for an oasis, anyway. At the first general glance, Jim sensed something peculiar run up his spine. The narrow streets, dusty sidewalks, and out- of-date false front stores, all seemed al- most familiar to him, as if he had seen it in a dream or somewhere. Suddenly he came to himself again and demanded of a disheveled, unkem-pt old 33 man, Where the hell can I find a garage around this graveyard? W-wull, I reckon you kin find one 'bout four stores down f'm this'n if yuh look real hard. Jist foller yore nose. Finally he arrived at the garage which had been pointed out to him, and explain- ed the circumstances to the somewhat an- tiquated proprietor. I'll tow 'er in fur yuh, son, but as to fixin' 'er--wull, I dunno. 0. K., O. K! Hurry up! I have to be leaving shortly, he re-turned, trying to appear as dignified as possible. Later, he found himself in a rather queer situaton. Farthest from his mind had been the possibility that he would find anyone in the town who was young enough or had energy enough to talk. But, much to his surprise, there looking for a place to eat sleep, he had come across beaten sign which read: STAR HOTEL MEALS, BEDS, BATHsS NED MULLIET ' ' PROP. was. While and possibly the weather- At this he stopped, stunned. Then, with a shrug of his grimy shoulders, he went in. There he inquired as to the eating facili- ties and retired to the porch to await pre- paration of the meal. That was where he met Old Ned, the proprietor. Gradually the two became involved in a conversation. Then, abruptly, Jim jumped to his feet. Whose dog is that? he demanded, pointing to a lame, bedraggled hound scurrying up the street. Oh, thet un? That belonged to Old Jeb Turner. Yep, pore old Jeb. Useta be so happy and all, an allus full o' good cheer fur ev'buddy. Took sick an' died here 'bout three months ago. Just 'fore he died he didn't have a friend in the world, 'ceptln' hes hound. Had a purty hard life the last ten years or so. Oh my G-oh, is that right? Sick? Wull, yes and no. Not the kind a sick a doctor could cure. Heartbroken. Yuh see ---. Excuse me. My car was just brought in, and I think I'll go down to the garage and see what the matter is and how long be- fore I can have it. -I'll be back. I'd kinda THE GIRLS' H CLUB Front row, left to right: McGrew, Hallett, Bostrom, Watson, Pope, Kelley. Rear: Taylor, K. Gilland Miss Adams, Fowler, Bates, Titcomh, Crawford, Pomroy, M. Gilland. THE HIGHSTER COMMITTEE Left to right: Albert, McGaffin, Macllroy, tEd.J, Hawkins, Vose, Hall, Newell, Carr, Riley, Donovan, Porter. like to hear about Old Jeb. With that, he was gone. On the way, he noticed a sign which made him stop and consider: FARMER'S SAVINGS BANK ULEMSON NUTTER. PRESIDENT C8100 A. M. -- 5:00 P. MJ nillllllllllllllllf' he mused, I might spend n while here after all. Not such a bad place. Vnon reaching the garage, he learned that he 4-ouldn't have his car for at least two hours. Tliereupon he decided to go back to the hotel, get a room. and make a. few plans. llis room was in front, con- veniently, so as to afford a very advan- tageous View of the opposite side of the street. In that way he could study all the angles of the bank. Closes at five, huh! Just l'll go over about a quarter blow town. Car'll be ready everything is great-it'll be me. However, all his unrest and undefinable fear combined themselves to constitute a lump on his conscience. Why did the lame about rightg of and then at four, so a cinch for dog make him nervous? VVhy was he so surprised at seeing the Star Hotel sign? It all seemed to make him feel guilty. Aw, Hell! It's just this infernal heat and dust! With this he resumed his plotting. Hav- ing thought of everything, he returned to the porch for a. quiet smoke and rest. He got there only to find old Ned ready and waiting to finish his story. VVell, Mr. ah--Mr.-- Renrut. Big J-l mean James Renrutf' Wull. as I was sayin', Old Jeb didn't have much to do but wander around. Yuh see, lt's like this: 'l'o this day. I don't, think anyone can ex- plain why Old Jeb Turner got that call. lt's been a mystery to us folks here in Crystal Fork a long time. But. since you're askin' l'll tell you all I know about it. 'tit seems that one night about three months ago, Old Jeb was a-settin' in his little house on Chilly Hill, when someone sorta made a visit. Seemed all right just fur a body to feel like goin' a callin', but, the way it all turned out, this feller wasn't just a-makin' a social call. He meant some- THE FUTURE FARMERS thing by it. It was a cold, dreary night what with rainin' and all, and Old Jeb kinda stayed close to his fireplace. The wind was a-sailin' right through the trees outside, and the little stream had sorta turned into a small flood, on accounta so much rain. The moon warn't out, o'course, so it was mighty dark thereabouts. Here and there yuh could hear the crack o' the trees when they swayed over a little too farg and the rain a-beatin' on the old. rotted wood sorta made a dull plump-like sound. Long, queer howls come from the woods up back 0' Jeb's place, kinda like the animules was a-kickin' 'bout the awful night. I don't reckon they likes it any more'n we-uns do. A body gits mighty wet. runnin' around on a night like thet. Hain't much sense in it if you ast me. But, anyhow, seems as how Jeb had been actin' kinda queer-like fur a wek or so, and a lot o' folks began to wonder what was the matter with him. They didn't no- tice so much, though, after two or three days. I-Ie was a. widower, yuh know, an' he lags around, pensive-like, a lot 0' the time. Thinkin' o' his wife, I reckon. She died about six year ago. Yep, mighty fine wo- man, Jeh's wife. All the time doin' somp'n' fur somebuddy else. and never givin' a regard for herself. Had four chillen by Jeb. All died at birth but one. The other left home when he was about twelve. Damn shame, that. No one's heard a word from him since. Right ungrateful, I calls it. Anyway, she useta come down here ever day and git her vittles fur the next day. Had only just a little money to spend, so she was kinda savin'. Jeb thought the world o' her. Gave 'er about all a woman could ast furithafs considering' his fy- nan-chul standin'. I mean. Allus had a clean. good lookin' dress on, even if she did make it herself, that's comparin' her to some 0' the high falutin' wimmen who allus bought theirn from Frisco. Jeb told me that with his own mouth. Just goes to show what some wimmen'll do fur their men folks. She scrimped and saved for years, and had quite a sum in the bank over there-sompin' like a thousand dollars. lt'll always be there, leastways til a rel- ative comes fur it. She wanted to send her son to a city school, il guess. Wull, I guess I'm sorta gettin' off the subject a mite here. Ah-where was I- uh-oh, yes, where ever yuh ever found a old, fleabitten hound dawg, yuh usually 36 c'd find Jeb. That old dawg wasn't good fur nothin' but just to foller Old Jeb around. Yep, stayed with him til the last. Wull, anyway, about the last day o' the week, the folks all forgot him, I reckon. He didn't very often come down anyway, not since his wife went away. Jus' sorta satisfied to stay home with his pipe, his houn', a good fire, and the memories o' Phoebe-that was his wife. Wull, as I was a sayin', that terrible night proved to be kinda the beginnin' o' the end fur 'Old Jeb. He came down here to the store the next day and a called me into the back room and told me all about it, just like l'n1 a tellin' you. Mighty skeered man he was. Sometimes I think Sam, acrost the street, had sompin' to do with it. He runs the post office here and don't have much regard fur nobuddy. Sam didn't like Old Jeb. I allus cal'ated that Sam was kinda sweet on Phoebe-that's Jeb's wife-when they were young and afore Jeb married with her. But anyway, to git back to my story- seems like lI'm allus gittin' off my story- the town was kinda dead that night. All the places was closed and the folks stayed to home mostly. Along about midnight, som- pin' mighty pekyoolyar happened. Jeb was a settln' in his favorite chair in front of his fireplace smokin' his pipe and a pettin' his hound. just a starin' into the flames, thinkin', when he hears a noise. New Jeb's lived here a long while and he's wise to the noises o' tl1e woods. He knowed it war- n't no animlle, he told me, 'cause, if it hadda been, he'd a knowed lt. 'Sides, all the ones around here is hermless, 'ceptin' the big uns-and they ain't likely to come a-vprowlin' around in the middle o' the night. No, he knowed it fur sompin' 'sides a animule. He didn't pay much attention, though, just reckoned it was one of the trees a-crackin' the way them do, and turned back to his smokin' and a-pettin', and a-thinkin'. After a spell he begun to sorta doze a mite. But the noises he heerd warn't a tree a-crackin'g it was somebuddy! Fust he kinda crept up the steps and peered through the front windy. Then he went around the side of the house, careful and slow-like. He was a big guy with a. dark, soggy hat and a black, drippln' overcoat on. He trudged back and forth in front of that side windy for quite a spell: his tracks showed that the next mornln'. Then he went all the way around the house comin' to the back door. No, he dld11't go ln, just looked through the windy 'side of the door. And then, hy God, he went and come to the other side o' the door. Probly couldn't see much there, though, 'cause that's where Phoebe's- that's Jeb's wife- bed is. Jeb's kinda sentamental and he liked to keep things like Phoebe'd want 'em. 'So he keeps all her stuff over by her bed. The house is purty small and he hada pile a lot of it on the bed, coverin' the window. Anyways, this feller tries the windy. Seein' he couldn't see much there but a pile o' what anybuddy but Jeb'd call junk, he went back to the front agln. There he stopped a minit, but then moved the door a little, to sorta try it to see if it'd open easy, I guess. Then he pushes it a little mite more and puts a filthy, sloppy foot inside. Jeb's aleep by ths time and don't know what's happenln'. Even the hound's fast asleep. That's the trouble with that dog-the damn thing's deafer'n a door- nail. When he was a pup, that boy o' Jeb's useta beat him. Like hell he did-I-uh-did he? What did you say? Nothing, go on. Wull, anyway, sudden-like this guy stops and shoves his hand into his pocket and gits a big, bulky, heavy, thing out. Then he takes a step closer to Jeb, all the time fingerin' the thing. He 'pears sorta nervous and looks all around him like he was seein' that nobuddy else was there. Mebbe that's what he did all the window lookin' fur. All of a sudden Old Jeb comes to life, kickin' easy-like his hound, so as to wake him up too. I don't think that there strange feller was so all-fired skeered in all his mortal days. He jumps back clumsy, and almost drops the thing he's got in his hands. Jeb wants to know what the hell he wants, and the guy's so shakin' he kin hardly speak. He says, blubberin' that he's sorry he skeered Jeb, but he didn' know wuther or not this was where Jeb Turner lived. Jeb says it was, and fur him to do or say what he wanted and to git the hell outa there mighty damn quick -if n he didn't want his pants all fulla buckshot. Wull, this guy says agin that he's sorry he skeered him, but that he's got a mail package fur Jeb. Now, Jeb nigh fell plumb through the floor, 'cause after it was all over he was really skeered. And he did- n't have no reason to be, less'n the feller sorta surprised him a mite. But after Jeb had the mail package, that feller tore outa- there like Jeb'd tole him to. Yessir, that mail package musta had sompin' mighty nice in it, fur, when Jeb died-about three or four days later-he had the gol-damndest smile on his face. We found him that way, the package in his hand, sittin' afore the fire, like he was sleepln'. I looked at the package and never got such a surprise in all my horned days. It was a picture o' Plhoebe-that's his wife- and their little son, James. Guess Jeb'd sent it away to be framed good or sompln'. So that's-, the stranger broke off and ran from the porch and down the street. The last that was seen of him was a cloud of dust when he drove out of town. Later, as Old Ned cleaned Big Jim's room, he noticed that there was a small suitcase in the corner. It bore the initials 1 R. on the outside. As Ned went to pick it up with the idea in mind of sav- ing it in case Jim returned for it, it fell -open. Among a lot of miscellaneous over- night articles was a battered, worn tin- type-a picture of Phoebe Tumer! A TALE OF WOE By Shirley Gray She was a fair and lovely girl Who dwelt in our town. Everyone knew this pretty lass- She was of high renown. One day a stranger she did meet Who stole her heart away, For he was a traveling salesman, And of course he could not stay. I as So now she walks, and walks alone: Her heart is full of woe. She could not go with the ta.ll,dark man He would not let her go. Let me counsel give to all young girls: Beware of tall, dark men, For they will love you all, my dears But not return again. YOSEMITE VALLEY 'By Donald Callnan The great colored cliffs, the spray of the falls, and the forest make one think of the time when that remarkable savage, the American Indian, roamed the uncon- quered wilds of this continent. Among these cliffs, through the woods above, perhaps an Indian boy with his bow of ash and his flint-tipped arrow used to glide silently, scouting the deer, the an- telope, or the rabbit, the most timid of creatures. He is ever conscious of the beauty, the fragrance, and the mystery of the forest. Perhaps in this cool, silvery stream, he used to stand motionless, watching the spotted gray back of a trout come closer and closer until, with a re- markable quickness, he was able to spear it. Then he would take his catch to a wait- ing mother, who would smile and give him soothing words of praise which would kindle in his stout heart a glow of happ- iness, to be kept alive forever by the col- ored cliffs, the silvery stream, and gigan- tic forest. SKIING AS A SPORT By Charles Wood What is more fun than to strap your feet on two hickory boards and start down a steep, tree-filled, boulder-strewn hill, A- bout the only thing it can compare with is the thirteen steps to the gallows. The condemned knows his death will be swift, painless, and certain. But the skier at least has a sporting chance. Full of on-thespur-of-the-moment confi- dence, you start down. It looks like an 0- pen alley between the rocks ahead. As you approach, you discover to your amaze- l THE HONOR SOCIETY ment and horror that you've been de- ceived. lt was not an alley but a big drift, and in a few moments you will be hurt- ling through space. Your only hope is to pray fervently, and try to keep your feet in their normal position below your head, After the violent shock of a. forced land- ing. you thank God that only one of your ankles is sprained and that your neck is only twistcd out of line and not permanent- ly altered. As yon sit there reminiscing over the past chain of events, you wonder whether you should continue your descent. And then you remember your ankle is sprained. Just then a black streak alights in the snow beside you. lt is your friend who has had the good luck to alight on his head. He having only a slightly stretched neck, can help you down the hill to home. After you reach the bottom. you curse the day you bought your skis. and resolve to learn the game of bridge. leaving the exhilarating atmosphere of skiing to your more agile friends. Mr. Sherman: David, give me the plural of child. David Dunn: Twins. HOW SHE GOT THAT WAY By Muriel Steen There was a young lady named Niles, Whose cheeks were dimpled by smilesg But her love went away- Now at home she does stay And counts all the squares in the tiles. THE APPROACH OF NIGHT By Francis Carr The approach of night is an interesting sight to see. The su11 has set i11 the west. All is calm and serene as the first fingers of twilight, which dance playfully over the landscape. filling ill the valleys and shroud- ing the hills in a cloak of grayish blue, enter the picture. In the distance, the mountain peaks can be seen punctuatiug the sky with their brilliancy, as the last rays of the sun kiss them goodnight and drop to their bed below the horizon. The twilight deepens as the shadowy intruder steals over all and encloses everything in a great-coat of ebonyg and, until the moon invades his domain, night rules supreme. John Lakin to Stubby Stewart: That's a nice dress you almost have on. PAST AND PRESENT By Elizabeth Conway I felt sad as I thought- When I left Fair Street School last spring, Never again would I hear those bells ring: Never again would 'I study and play In that schoolhouse two thirds of the day. And as I look back, I see myself with a frlendg Oh those were the times I wished would never end! As I say these things, A bell in Junior High rings, And I get up to go to another class, Talking and laughing as I pass. As the days go by, I forget my old school, And look ahead, Where 'I am learning a new rule: Look into the future, not the past, And enjoy the pleasures of life, While they last. THE TRUE IDOL By Barry Scott Nine years ago Germany was a dilapi- dated, careworn, financially embarrassed nation, the fight and courage kicked out by Brltain's sturdy offense. And she is far from a heroine today, for the eyes fo the world center on what we consider a disgrace to the human race. The idol of the German nationality is at present a cruel, cowardly man, or much nearer a beast, who is thirsting for control of the known universe. Germany is threatening the peace and democracy of the world and violating many commandments handed down from Moses, among them, Thou shalt not steal, thou shalt not kill. So, if we are to top and smash this power- crazed maniac, the Christians of the world must stand together and set up the one and only true idol-The Bible. RUNAWAY ME By Carolyn McCloskey To begin with, I was lost. My master, Ted, had been separated from me at the circus. I ran around a corner, and met a man who yelled, Hey, Mike! Ketch that there mutt! 40 He and the man named Mike started after me with long poles with nets on the end, almost like the ones Ted and his friends use when they catch butterflies for their collections. The men were just about to catch me, when I came to the foreign section of the town. An Italian girl was skipping back and forth across a mud puddle, while a crowd watched her attentively. I ran right between her legs and left her sitting ln the puddle, shaking her fist at me. Finally at the end of the town, a ragged little boy caught me and 'I couldn't wriggle away from him. I gave him a gentle nip, and he dropped me like a hot cake. He chased me for quite a while. but he had to give up because he was so tired. I spent the night under a door step. All around the neighborhood, I could hear cats meowing at the top of their lungs. I re- membered Mr. Jones telling Ted about the shoes he throws at cats, and I wished I had some, too. It never ocurred to me to chase them away. When I woke up, I wasn't very rested, but I had to find Ted. My beautiful collar with the imitation diamond was lost, but the bracelet Daisy, Ted's little sister, had put on my right leg was still there. I met a policeman, who grabbed me, ex- amined the bracelet, and shoved me into a bag. When I was taken out of the bag, I was in a big room with a lot of men dressed like the one that grabbed me. At last I was picked up and my ear was held to a round black thing with a flat circular thing behind it. It was on a thick stick. Suddenly il heard Ted's voice! I tried to tell him how glad I was to hear his voice. Soon Ted was taking me home in his bicycle basket and I knew I was safe at last. NOTE FROM PINKIE By J. Moore The letter was like a magnet. He couldn't get away from it. He would pick it up, look at the scrawled note, and then throw it down. The signature, a scribbled Pinkie , seemed to stare at him from the smudged page. It wasn't fair. He'd tried so hard to THE HOME-EC CLUB go straight since prison. The only solution was to steal the money that tl1e letter demanded. To himself, Jeff lVlcGruder seemed a dis- mal failureg but to Timothy Morren, the local paper boy. he was a true he1'o. Jeff thought of the various places he could get money. Yes, that was the place. There wasn't a policeman for two blocks. Like a man in a daze, Jeff left late that evening on tl1e Fifth Street bus. Early the next morning. Tim came up to the door and placed a paper on the step. That was queer. Jeff wasn't here to greet him this morning. As he was about to leave. he saw Mcflruder coming up the walk. Good morning. smiled Tim. Hi, kid . said Jeff. That was not the u- sual cheery greeting he had. Where have you been so early? l've just been walking around town. Say, did you hear about the robbery last night? Seine sneaky fool thief held up the Red Cross Relief Center on Fifth Street. That's a cheap thing to do. Oh! I forgot. I suppose you're anxious to know all about it. Here's the morning paper. Thanks, kid. said Jeff. He's awful sober this morning, thought Tim as he went on his way. Jeff tried to work in the office that day, but Tim's voice pounded in his ears. Tim had called him a sneaky fool thief. That night he wrapped the bills in a package and again took the Fifth Street bus. Plac- ing the box on the steps, he walked away, a new man. What about P'i'nkie ? He'd settle that out of his own salary. He had at least settled his score with Tim. AT PEACE By Elizabeth Estabrook The crimson sun is fading in the westg The purple violets nod their heads to sleepy A bird seeks haven in his tiny nestg The night winds play out on the briny deep. The shadows lengthen o'er the mountains steepg The humdrum of the day begins to cease: A waning moon will soon her vigil keepg While fear and strife in Europe do increase America, our homeland dear, is happy, at peace. 41 SCRUB ME, MAMMA By Don Macllroy If you're not of Russian origin or a direct descendant of Nero, you frequently bathe. That grand old American institution, the Saturday night soak, is something practi- cally every American indulges in. When taking a bath, most every bather undressesg he removes all clothing and is once more a child of nature. One foot is dipped into the steaming bathtub, horse- trough, or what have you, and cautiously wriggled about. Then, with all the abandon of a Dead End kid, the bather swings the other foot over the side and stands there stupidly. His ankles slowly turn deep purple and, Whoosh! he's back on the bath mat again. He cranks the cold water faucet and swears bluely at his purple feet. X At the next sally, the water is tested by one toe only. Then, if the temperature is satisfactory, it's Come on in, fellas, the water's great! Our man-in-a-tub grabs for the Lifebuoy and rubs frantically, only to find the absence of that famous lather. In his haste to clothe his nudity with suds, he mistook the soap rack for its vagrant, not fragrant, tenant. After this exponent of that old adage, Cleanliness is next to godlinessj' has thrashed around for twenty minutes, the tub billows with foam and the bubbles stream over the top. From the sea of suds, a voice lifts itself in a plaintive melody. To describe a bathtub Caruso would take considerable time and tact. Therefore, it remains: a sound pierces the frothy shroud. Our friend, the Lifebuoy addict, is fre- quently aroused from his soapy reverie by an impatient knock on the toilet's portal. He sings a bit lustier, ignoring the threats of murder and arson from without. A half- hour later, he whips a towel over water- soaked pores and goes nito his finale of Faust or Beat Me, Daddy , as the mood may be. And then, that heavenly sound, click, as the bathroom door swings open, and it's YOUR turn! 42 THE MASQUERADE IS OVER By Natalie Moreshead The masquerade party was in full swing. Balloons were flying in the air and hilarity reigned. Suddenly the room was quiet. A beautiful masked maiden came down the stairs. All eyes were riveted upon her, ad- miring her beauty and grace of movement. Her escort, the notorious Tom Blandon, college football hero, seemed secretly a- mused, but proud of the beauty at his side. Her dress was long and clung to her slen- der form, its sleeves ballooning out just above her long, slender hands. As she walked down the room on the arm of her escort, people were whispering on all sides. Who was she? VVhere had she come from? These were only a few of the murmurs. Now and then Tom would turn and whisper in her ear. They seemed to be enjoying the stir that they were creating. He led her out on the floor, where she proved to be a very good dancer. Immediate- ly there was a decided movement in the stag line. They all seemed motivated by the same thought-to cut in on the beauti- ful stranger. The other girls in the room jealously watched the attention she was receiving . Dick Brown, only seventeen years old, was attending this affair with his brother Bob, a senior at the college. Fancying himself an experienced man about town, he decided to cut in upon the beautiful maiden. He was amazed at her throaty voice, but somehow could not manage to control his own very well. Why? He was in love-really and truly in love with a girl whom he had never before seen! After he had been cut in upon, he went to find his how he felt about brother. He told him the girl, but Bob only laughed at him. He thought that it was a great joke. Dick cut in again on the lovely stranger, and this time he asked her for a date the next evening. Imagine his elation when she laughingly accepted. Why, he could show Bob now! He could hardly wait to tell him. Then it was time to unmask. The clock struck midnight. All eyes were centered upon the strange girl. Slowly she lifted her mask, and the bewhiskered face of -A Q. THE HI-Y CLUB Johnny Morrow. school prankster. was visible. Everyone laughed--that is, every- one but Dick. He turned and slowly walked ont of the room. He felt mighty foolish after all his brags to Bob. 'A A BETTER LAND By Katherine U0yd She was taken from ns in Deceniberg Our hearts were heavy with pain, But Dad said, You all must remember That the best of us all can't remain. Brave words that were spoken in comfort To children who missed her so: But in April he went to join her And left us more sorrow to know. 'I'hey are forever gone from this life, XVith its eternal struggle and strife, To a better land, far, far away: And there l'm sure they are happy today. SUNRISE IN THE WINTER By Jean Hanson How peaceful the little village looks, nestled at the foot of the hill, as the sun peeps over the sumit! Flooding the valley with a golden glow. the sun shines upon the snow. turning it into a lowland of dia- monds. What a stately bearing those point- ed firs have, as they stand aloof, draw- ing their ermine-white cloaks of snow close about them! They know the sun will melt away their adornment, and then they'll be just ordinary trees. Like outstretched arms. the elms' and niaples' branehes' seem to beseech the very heavens as they raise their bare limbs to the blue sky above. Soon, however. the primeval stillness is broken, and nature's soliloquy is rudely disturbed by a rooster's crow and the bark- ing of dogs. Isn't it a pity that people lie in their beds and miss the most beautiful time of the day---sunrise? EAVESDROPPING By Barbara Cone Eavesdropping is a lot of fun, especially if you can get at a keyhole where there is a meeting of the ladies' aid, or Where there is a quilting party or sewing bee. If you get your ear really close, you will hear the latest news, as well as some that isn't out yet. If Mrs. Smith has dyed her hair recently or has a new wig, you will certainly be let in on the secret. You will THE BOYS' H GLUE also learn about Hiram .Iones's new false teeth, and the quarrel that he had with his wife last night. If you have to leave the show early be:-ause you are hungry, don't let that worry you. You can get a lunch and rome bark again. They'll still be there. Sometimes keyholes are not so good for eavesdropping, because you can't hear enough, The best remedy for that difficulty is to find another place to listen from. Perhaps you can squeeze down behind the divan or a large chair. They are excellent places. It's fun to eavesdrop, if you aren't the one that's being talked about. If you find your- self at a key hole where you are the sub- ject of the conversation, and your ears start burning and your face gets red, per- haps you had better leave. Remember the old slogan. IDavesdroppers hear no good of themselves. THE LIVING DEAD By Francis Carr Two loonies sat beneath a tree: They both were very wise. One said, My name is XVashington3 I never tell no lies. The other said, You're crazy. boy. For dont you know, my son, That my name and my only name Is true George XVashington? A stranger chanced to pass that way And stopped there by the dopes: One said to him, 'My wandering friend. Come shatter this fool's hopes. He's crazy. crazy as can be. As you can 'probly' see. He says his name is XVashington, VVhen the name belongs to me! I know you're wrong, the man replied, So listen and you'll hear! Of course, his name is Vvashington. I know! l'm Paul Revere! THE FAMILY THAT DISAPPEARED By Corliss Cates Paw! Oh Paw! Hyar comes Ezry and that thare city dude! My, ain't he a hand- some one, though? Ah bet he-'s had lots 0' book larnin'! VVhatcha s'pose they want? Esmerelda, a young slip of a girl with beautiful blond hair hanging loosely about her face, yelled down to her father from her perch in the big pine tree. Naw, Esmy, you let that young feller 'lone. He ain't no affair a yourn. But Esmy was not to be daunted. She was combing her hair and dusting off her bare feet for all she was worth. Zeke! Zeke Turpentine! Air you there? I got some mighty purty impart'n business to talk over wif ya! I'll be right out, Ezry, jes as soon as ah can git this hyare jug filled! Ezmerelda met the pair at the top of the hill and said: 'Lo, Ezry, Whatcha all doin up hyar! Who's thet ya got wif ya? Ezra Slocum, who, like the Turpentines, lived in the back hills of Kentucky, ignored Esmerelda fuhe was havin' no truck with wimen. l. He turned to his companion, Jim Barton, and said: Zeke'll be right out. Then ya kin tole him whatcha all told ta me. Jim Barton,. as he stood looking at Esmerelda, whose hair was curled softly around her face. thought that he had never seen anyone quite so beautiful. Jim had not quite gotten over his spring fever. It was only early summer, and what could you expect? I'm Jim Barton. VVhat's your name? Suddenly Esmeralda was shy-a very unusual thing. She didn't know whether to tell this nice-lookl-ng young man her name or turn and run. She decided on the latter. Well can you beat that? These people sure are timid. Huh! he said, as he watched her run down a small path away from the small cabin that the Turpentines called a house. About that time, Zeke put in his appear- ence. He was a short, fat man with a month's-old beard. His face was long, white, and peaked, as if he had just gotten over a long illness. Wall, what kin ah do fur youse-uns? he drawled. Mr. Turplentine, I'm from a moving pic- ture company from Hollywood, and Wwe want to come up here and make a picture. This is just the right location and-. Mr. Turpentine interrupted and started yelling. 45 Listen hyare, young feller! We-ums ain't never had no sich goins-on up hyare, and we ain't a goin ta start in now! Glt off mah property and don't cha come back! Do ya hear? Ezra and Jim got, if you know what that means. XVaal, J never in all mah life see anyone git so het up as he did! gasped Ezra. Ah cain't, fur tha life a me, figger what's the matter wif him! He ain't never got huffy like that afore. Ah jest cain't git over it. Well, maybe he'll feel better about it by tomorrow, we'l1 try it again. As Ezra and Jim walked down the trail, they did not realize that Esmerelda had taken a liking to them, to him, Jim Barton -and was watching them from the top of the pine tree. From her position, Esmerelda could see the two very plainly. As she sat there, she mumbled to herself. Golly, but he's handsome -- s'pose he'll be back? Ah hope so. Esmerelda was in love. Well, you see, Ezra, it's like this. I'm not really up here to get a location for a moving picture company. I'm really what you'd call a detective, a sort of lost per- son's finder. You know what I mean. Shure! Shure! Ezra said a little doubtfully. Back in New York, a very rich man and his daughter disappeared, and tI've been hired by his sister, Agatha Mallory, to find him. You say this Zeke and his daughter haven't lived here very long? Yep, That's right. Where did they came from? Up the mountain, ah guess, at least tha's whut all thu folks say. I da know, myself. About how long they been here? Say, a month? Yep, ah reckon so. I've got it, I've got it! If we could get around his daughter, we might find out a I'1l go up there and kind of few things. talk to her, and one thing leads to another, and maybe I can get her out in the moon- light, and-- Whoa! hold on thar! Youse-uns are goin' too fast fur me! The next day, Esmerelda was busy cleaning up the small cabin. Her father came ln, sat down at the table, and heaved a sigh. Wal, Esmy, whatcha got fur vittels? It shure does smell good. Now, Paw, you aln't s'posed to ask. I aln't never been tellin' ya whut we-uns are havin'. Then, she burst into a fit of laughter and rushed to her father's arms. Oh, Dad, I've never been so happy in all my life. Just think-we don't have to go to teas, bridge clubs, and all those society shindigs. But that young man, do you suppose he'll suspect that we're not really mountain people? We haven't been here very long, and he didn't really seem very insistent about making a moving pic- ture. He was nice, though. Joan, you haven't fallen ln love with him, have you? But don't you worry your pretty head about lt. Leave that to me. That afternoon, just about sun-down, Esmerelda walked down the little path to get a pail of water. 1She was humming a- way to herself. As she bent over the spring, she hard a noise behind her. Think- it to be her father she said: Isn't it beautiful, here, Dad? I hate to think of leaving it and going back to New York. I love it here! Do you? I think it's kind of nice my- self. said a strange voice. Esmerelda whirled and was confronted by none other than Jim Barton. 0h! ah thot't was Paw. Listen, you can cut the accent. I know who you are now.' All right, who am I, if you're so smart? You're Joan Mallory, and Paw ls THE J. P. Mallory, richest man in the United States. Aunt Agatha sent you here, didn't she? I've got to go back now, but will you meet me here to-night? After I tell you a few things, maybe you'll change your mind a- bout a lot of things. That evening as Jim waited for Esmer- elda, or Joan, to come, he knew definitely that he was ln love. He thought how love- ly she was, and what a soothing voice she had. He had just about given up hope of her coming when he heard her running down the path. Sorry I'm so late, but I didn't want to arouse Dad's suspicions. VVhat's so important that you've got to tell me? To begin with, Dad isn't very well, so he had to take a vacation anyway. Aunt Agatha was in hopes he would die so she could get some of his money. We, Dad and I, decided to go away for a little while. Dad carries on his business by mail. We haven't been here very long, but we have been here long enough to know that we'd like to stay here, that is, if you'll let us. Don't you see that if Dad stays here for a couple of more months, he might live to be a hundred, but if he goes back now, he won't live over a year? He's all I have left. She had started to cry. Here, here, none of that. He couldn't help feeling sorry for her. He put his arms around her and tried to comfort her. I know it sounds funny at a time like this, he said, but I've fallen in love with you. She looked up at him through her tears and managed to smile a little. I don't think lt's so funny, she choked, because I've fallen in love too. For a moment or two no words were u TIGCGSSRTY. Suppose we go up and tell Father, she said, a little hreathlessly. Up the path they went, arm in arm, their faces shining with happiness. When they got to the cabin, they felt shy. They open- ed the door and went in. Dad, I-that is, we-! Let me explain, Mr. Mallory. What your daughter is trying to say is that we are in love and want to be married. Up to now, no mention had been made about marriage, and the thought of it scared Joan. She didn't want to leave her father, yet-. He knows everything, Joan? Yes, Dad. Everything. Jim then told Mr. Mallory all that he had told Ezra, and he added a few more facts. If you don't want to go back, II won't say anything. I know! Joan and I could spend our honeymoon up here, and then, she wouldn't have to leave you. W'hen you THE BATON TWIRLERS are better, you can go back, and I can go back to my business. Jim took Joan in his arms, and Mr. Mall- ory discreetly slipped out the door. All of their troubles were over. SHOES By Mary Shaw There are many kinds of shoes In the world today, They are used for working, For sporting and play. There are many shapes of heels, High, low. and Dutch: Plain and window wedges The girls like very much. Shoes of satin, kid, and elk, XVith soles of leather, Also shoes with rubber soles To wear in rainy weather. Shoes of many different colors, Black, brown. white, and sometimes rose, On white ones you often find Room to show your toes. 47 A BATH IN JANUARY By Mabel Ann Macllroy Annually in the month of January, the frozen scenery about the dear old shire town shrinks. Everything thaws momen- tarily, even the milkman's stolid face. With this sudden change in the weather come thoughts of spring, puddles, and colds. Though a chain of events I experienced each, if puddles are experienced. Without a care I ambled townward one fine noon humming a ditty I'd heard Mother sing. Mothers are funny that wayg they sing the oldest songs. My coat, flapping in the breeze, felt like a rug. It was so sunny and warm for January that I decided it felt like a very heavy rug. Then my thoughts drifted from clothes to the poet- ic green days of spring that seemed so near. A horn blast shattered my reverieg I turned and gazed stupidly at the oncoming car, Between me and the horn blaster stretched a vast puddle. It was all of ten feet wide, and looked as deep as the Atlantic. Slowly and deliberately I tried to think out the immediate future. Un- doubtedly the car would not stop, not at the rate it was going, or rather coming! Then, if I didn't move, that mucky water would engulf me, and maybe I'd drown. Perhaps the puddle w'asn't4 very deeplg perhaps the driver would stop. Then it happened. A huge wave of slush towered over me, hung for an instant, then fell. My face grew numb with the icy water: it ran in rivulets down my coat and fell in neat little spots on my stockings. !I wavered and found myself sitting in the puddle. If the reader has ever ridden astride a wet seal, I need say no more. If he hasn't, I need say no more, either. I WAS COOK By Kenneth Anderson When I was a boy about eighteen years old, my father and mother died. As I knew how to cook, I signed up as cook on a ship. I was making good money for my day-ten dollars a week. I was to sail on the U. S. S. Pandag. The Pandag was a freighter carry- ing supplies to England. When II signed up as cook, I did not know where the ship was going. If I had, I would have quit. After two days at sea, I was peeling po- tatoes, when I saw a man listening to the captain and the first mate. I didn't think anything about It at the time, but later I saw him sending a message over the wire- less telegraph. As I was a boy scout, .I knew the Morse code. I made out part of the message. It read- Send planes and ships at once to bomb it. Right after that I saw a German plane circling around us, away up in the sky. The plane didn't try to do anything, but headed back toward Germany. I told the crew what I had heard and seen. They wanted to catch the man and lock him up, but I told them to wait for a while, because I wasn't sure which man it was. When we were one and a half days from the English coast, I saw this same man watching the sky for airplanes. The next day a convoy of British planes and ships came out to meet us. 1 was glad, because the Germans couldn't bomb us then. This man that was doing all the spying hung around my galley, trying to get information out of me. One day I hit him over the head with a big iron kettle. I told the boys to go get the captain and 48 we'd make this fellow talk. When he came to, he told us he was a British investi- gator. I asked him why he had been spy- ing on the captain and sent messages from the wireless room. He explained that he had been trying to find out if the captain was a spy because the captain had acted suspicious in the American ports. He had been sent by the British police. The mess- age he sent was to England telling them to send out a convoy for us and to bomb a German gunboat off the English coast. I don't think I'll cook for a ship again. I'll get a job in a nice quiet prison. THE SAME OLD FEUD By Ken Larson This, my friends, is a little story of an alley cat called Snuffy, who is the villain of the story, named after Snuffy Smith of Smoky Ridge Mountains. The hero is none other than Pete, who, you may suspect, is the family mouse of the house. Now as it happens, Snuffy, the alley cat, is peacefully sleeping in the family's best overstuffed chair. Snuffy's whiskers shake, his ears twitch and curl up, his tall begins to moveg and alas, Snuffy is awake! Something has disturbed the alley cat's peaceable sleep, and Snuffy knows it. He makes a couple of moves, and finally gets down off the nice comfortable chair. He begins slowly to pick up speed, somewhat resemblinga dilapidated Ford shifting from low to second, then to high gear. Snuffy is going at the surprising rate of twenty- five miles per alley-cat speed! At this amazing speed, Snuffy finally reaches the pantry in three shakes of his tail, only to find Pete, the family mouse of the house, enjoying himself in doing away with a good-sized hunk of cheese. Then Pete looks up, grabs another mouthful, and tears away at the super-colossal speed of seventy-six miles per hour mouse-of-the house speed. Snuffy races after Pete! Snuffy's alley-cat speed is equal to Pete's mouse-of-the-house speed. Pete has a little better pick-up than Snuffy, and thus puts a three inch margin between him and the alley cat. FPete streaks across the room to his baseboard doorway, and Snuffy ls right behind him, neither gaining nor los- ing. Pete vanishes,and Snuffy streaks on. l GIRLS' H-CLUB INITIATES Then. suddenly---Wham!! Bang!! All is silent save only the deep breathing of Snutfy, the alley cat. who tried t0 erllarge the base board doorway in insufficient time. SNOW By James Donovan I love to see the snowy flakes A-flutter on the hillg I love to see them tumble down And then become quite still. They settle then, and seem to rest More and more each day, I'util a man abruptly comes And shovels them away. THE MOON By William Madigan The moon is out Does it make yon feel romantic? ,It is giving us its light. tonight tonight-- The moon is out To everyone's delight, VVhich makes them all go frantic'- The moon is out tonight: Does it make you feel romantic? COOKING IN ONE EASY LESSON By Phylliss Hardy My first experience in the art of cook- ing nearly ruined my standing i11 the fam- ily! It was the special occasion of MOtl19I S cake for birthday. Up to this time, the Mother's birthday supper had been supp- lied by the bakery, through my father's thonghtfulness. However, that morning. in a whispered consultation with the titled head of the house. I had informed him that I was about to give my undivided attention to a very special recipe that I had discovered in a popular magazine. The poor man looked at me as if I were in the first stages of insanity, but apparently he decided to humor me. Therefore, shortly after dinner, when I had gotten Mother safely out of the house, I turned to the page in the magazine that held the p1'ecious 1'ecipe. There it was llll- der the title, Four-Star Recipe of the Month. For an hour, I stirred conscien- tiously, following the directions to the last detail. When the mixture was at last in the pan, I breathed a sigh of relief. At that moment the telephone rang, and I devoted myself to listening to a rather gushy individual who was enumerating 49 her various conquests. After a lengthy interval of this enjoyable pastime, I be- held my sister standing in the kitchen door with the cake pan in her hands. From the realms of the pan issued a cloud of dense, black smoke. You wouldn't come if the house were burning, she remarked scathingly. ' However, even this mishap was rem- edied by scraping off the burned portions and heaping the bare area with fluffy, white icing. At supper, Mother was pleasantly sur- prised by the delicious looklng specimen. The whole family looked on expectantly as she poised the knife dramatically. A hid- eous grinding noise reached my ears, and I hastily looked down at my plate. I know that I shall never forget the design on that plate, for 'I traced and re-traced it in the Interval of silence that followed. After supper, Mother said gently, Where is the recipe that you used for the cake? I pointed it out to her and said feebly, I dld everything it said. The smile that my long-suffering mother gave me confirmed my suspicions that she agreed with my father's analysis of my state of mind. But, dear, she said, if you had read the introduction to the article, you would have found that the recipe is for cookies, not cake. This topic is never discussed in my fam- ily. Since then, Mother's birthdays have passed in complete serenity-neither aided nor abetted by my cooking. THE HUNTER AND HIS HOUND By Philip Porter The moon, that bright November -night, Cast shadows on the ground Of silvery-shining pale moonlight For hunter and his hound. Through snow and frost all day he tramped To bag the clever foxg He stopped but once at noon to camp, To eat and dry his socks. When noontime fire low had burned And woods were safe from harm, And all the sparks to black had turned, With gun slung 'cross his arm, He started out on lonely trail After his baying hound, Till setting sun grew weak and pale And darkness settled down. Then homeward trail he slowly took, His hound behind him lagged, For 'round the hunter's neck was hooked The fox he helped to bag. MAN AGAINST THE ELEMENTS By Philip Conlogue The rain dripped slowly and steadily from the branches of the trees. The land was enveloped in a heavy mist that hung like a shroud over the land. Crashing through the dense underbrush came two men clad ln the uniform of the Royal Can- adian Air Force. They were the remain- ing survivors of a bomber which had crashed three days before. Now, hollow-cheeked from hunger and with eyes red from lack of sleep, these two men stumbled on, trying to find hu- man inhabitants in the vast wilderness. Three days before, they had started out on a routine patrol with four companions. Suddenly the tricky north weather reach- ed into its bag of tricks and wrapped the country in a dense fog. Trying desperately to reach their base, the crew of the bomber watched with growing dread for a break in the sky's blanket. I Arriving in the vicinity of Toronto, they received instructions to proceed to St. John, but by this time all sight of land was obliterated. In the vicinity of the bor- der between the United States and Canada, they decided to jump and abandon their ship. As the gasoline guage quivered at empty, the men bid each other farewell and, grasping their ripcords, stepped off into space. As the pilot and co-pilot were the last to leave the plane, they landed close to- gether. They were now striving desper- ately to fight off the cold which threaten- ed to destroy them. The co-pilot, Jack Williams, turned to his companion and said in a hoarse, hys- BAND PRACTICE WITH MR. SHERMAN terical voice, What's the use, Bob? We'll never get out of this place. lt would be easier just to lie here and-. Cut that out, Jack! interrupted Bob Marshall, the senior pilot. The boys will find us, don't worry. Come on, we'll see if we can find some game. but I doubt if we do. Everything will be under shelter in this weather. Turning, he again started through the stubbornly clinging bushes. His compan- ion, with a weary shrug of despair, stumb- led after his superior officer. ln the meantime, the R. IC. A. F. had asked for aid from the United States. The Army had despatched nine bombing planes to search for the missing men on the Arn- ericzm side of the border. These planes were now flying' in the vicinity ot' the lost men. The two men on the ground paused more often and rested longer than before. It was torture to move after the cold had settled in their bones. but to stay still was to invite death. Suddenly to their ears came the angry snarl of speeding pursuit planes, intermin- gled with the roar of bombers. 'These were the planes looking for them and their comrades. The men broke into a shambling run, stumbling over rocks and vines, looking for a clearing where they could see the pla.nes. The forest. however, offered an effective screen between them and the sky. The branches of the pine, fir, and spruce trees were interlocked to form a ceiling of green over the earth. As if in scorn at 1nan's puny effort to defy nature, there came a brief flurry of snow that stung the men's faces and blind- ed them for a moment. Then the storm changed abruptly and the flakes fell slow- ly, steadily. The planes above turned and sped back to their bases, their pilots fearing to be caught in the sudden storm. Sinking to the damp ground, the two men listened with heavy hearts at the sound of the planes leaving. They knew that this storm was likely to last for days, and that the possibility of rescue was slim. The ache left their muscles and was re- placed by a warm, numb feeling. They did not try to rise, but sat, each with his own thoughts. There was no goodbye. but just a hand- shake that expressed their feeling toward each other. Then. lying on the snow-cover- 51 THE BAND IN ITS NEVV UNIFORMS ed ground, they were gently covered with a soft. white blanket. The cruel, yet beautiful north had emerg- ed victorious from its battle with mankind. As if in admiration for their brave stand. the wind played a mournful dirge and the trees bowed their heads in respect for the vanquished. ROMANCE By Junior Lang'ey Une night we went to a party, And I was to be polite. But soon I saw a pretty girl .A-walking into the night. I closely followed her footsteps Front the party to the park. And soon I found her running I-'roni something in the dark. l lingged lny arin about her In fear of something there: I walked up boldly to the spot And grabbed a bunch ol' hair. I kicked it and I poked it. And I hit it on the head: And when I went to hit it again. 'I'he poor old bear was dead! I was her big brave hero. And I walked with her alone In my IIIOHIBIJS garden. Where the inoon has always A gentle and rnstles the water. still except Across the shone. A NIGHT SCENE By Vera Stevens breeze blows across the lake the trees. The stars shine in looking like diamonds. All is the far-off Innn of a cricket. lake. lights of cottages show out against the dark. To the left. the lights of a small town flicker. To the right. there is darkness. Near by. flames dance in a bonfire left glowing after happy hours enjoyed around it. The breeze blows harder. Then it is still. and the lake settles once more into calmness as the bonfire slowly goes out. A STONE By Don Nlacllroy Beyond the hill. down the flower-decked trail 'I'hat leads to fields alive with scarlet sheets Ofblossolns stained by spots of yellow kale, There stands alone. atnid forget-ine-nots, A rough-hewn stone inscribed with these few mots, Maureen, my love, you are my lasting song. A simple stone, just one more of the plots, Yet, when I kneel o'er her in prayer prolonged, I find my strength, my niche amid the passing throng. LITTLE BUDDY'S DREAM By Ruth Wood Through the trees, Buddy could see a small house. Though he was weary, he quickened his pace. As he drew nearer, he opened his eyes with wonder. The house had a chocolate-coated roof and rock-candy walls. Leading to the tiny door was a path, bordered by lollypop tulips and ribbon grass. A Buddy stopped and blinked his eyes in amazement. As he stood staring at the unbelievable little house, soft strains of music floated through the air. He tiptoed to one of the tiny crystal windows and peeped in. What he saw in- side made him say, Oh Gosh! with sur- prise. He turned and went to the door, where a large raisin and sugar sign, Welcome , greeted him. He stepped in, and at once recognized his own toys. aln one corner sat his sister Julia's doll playing a tiny harp. Near him was a tiny chair. He slowly edged toward it and sat down. Just at that moment, a large drum be- gan to sound, and the toys began a parade. First came Buddy's little ,soldiers with harsh-looking generals. Following, came the circus game, with its gay colored wag- ons, beautiful horses, and wild animals. Last of all came sister Julia's doll family and the fairy folk. He was so excited he forgot about the fragile chair in which he sat. He jumped up, and came down with a bang! He opened his eyes and saw his soldiers before their little wooden fort, the circus game under the stand. He saw everything just as he had left it the night before. How could it be? Why, now he knew. It was only a dream! 53 HAPPY By Barbara Cone I am happy today- How long will it last? It is just as I say- I am happy today! I feel very gay- Will it be like the past? I am happy today- How long will it last? SHADOWS By Patricia Russell The dictionary gives many rather com- plicated meanings of the little word shadow , even though in real life shad- ows sometimes play very simple as well as very important parts. Not only do they cast off reflections from the rays of the sun which add character to a sparkling, chalk-white snow scene, as well as some- times being the tell-tale evidence of some concealed force ready to strike lurking just around the cornerg but also they poss- ess a deepset meaning. Shadows some- times bring happiness, sometimes great SOITOW. The mere word shadow suggests something murky and mysterious clothed in the garb of darkness, and so the case may be. Imagine the importance of a shadow as it gives away the secret of someone's 'presence when detection means sudden' death! Does this not lend a more sinister meaning to the word and incite gruesome thought ? When formerly the shadow of one's presence had brought joy, the shad- ow of death is forever returning to gloat over the happy memories we have left. The shadow of a child playing innocently by the side of the road is suddenly mingled with the shadow of a truck, which looms up from nowhere to transform the shad- ows of merriment to one of despair. The whole act has taken not more than,,a sec- ond, but the shadow, which remains, will never be entirely effaced. , However, shadows are not always of this type. The shadow of a child playing happ- ily, of a bride and groom saying, 'il do , suggest cheerful pictures. Thus the world is made up of shadows, from war-torn Europe to jitterbug-infested America. Here's hoping that your shadows will always be reflecting good times and happiness! MY FIRST AIRPLANE RIDE By Richard Lycette It was a late day in July, and the air was hot and stuffy. I was lying around the porch of our cottage, where the family the noon and I were vacationing. After meal, my father told me that he had to go to Portland and asked me if Bob, my friend. and I would like to go with him. We both answered yes, and I suggested that, if we had time, we might go to the airport and take a ride in an airplane. After getting his mother's consent, Bob joined us at the car. We were soon on the highway headed for the city. Everything was going along nicely, and the car was traveling at a moderate rate of speed, when all of a sudden there was a sharp report, and the right hand side of the car settled down. lt didn't take long to find out that we had a large rip in the tire. Pullingf into a side road we changed the tire and continued. Upon reaching the city. we shopped in the stores and went through the museum. At about three o'clock, we reached the mu- nicipal airport, and drove up the drive to the main building, around which were sev- eral cars. On the field, six or seven planes were in front of their hangars,-and a large transport plane was coming in for a land- ing, directed by a man in the control tow- er. signalling with a flashing instrument. We entered the building, and were greeted by a uniformed man who sold us our tickets. He took us to a hangar a- cross the field where we were introduced to a private flier, who was checking his yellow monoplane.The plane was soon roll- ed out onto the field, where we got into the cabin. It was a smart little cabin with four leather covered seats. In the front of the cabin were the fliers' wheel and a dial covered panel. The pilot took his seat, closed the door, and told us to strap on the leather safety belts. Two men then removed the tire blocks, while another gave the three-bladed propeller a yank as the pilot yelled 54 contact The powerful engine started with a roar which was deafening. The pl- lot pushed a foot pedal and the plane turned and taxied down the field, throwing up dust behind lt. At the end of the field the pilot gunned the motor and turned ln- to the wind. We were off. Soon we were racing down the field and then the ship was slowly ris- ing from the ground. As it gained altitude, the wings seemed to teeter up and down, and I had a queer sensation as though I was upside down. I peered over the pilot's shoulder, and the altimeter read fifteen hundred feet, the pilot leveled off, and I was left to View the world below me. All that .I could see were a few great billowy clouds and a tiny white square of land which was the large airport. The cars and houses were almost specky and the roads seemed like pencil marks over the curved earth. The great white clouds were what impressed me most. They looked like great fields of billowy white cotton as we passed over them. While I was observing all of these wonders, the plane took a sudden dip which made me feel as though I was riding on a fast-moving ferris wheel. These air pockets are caused by vacuum spaces in the air. The flight lasted approximately fifteen minutes, but lt seemed a year to me. As the plane taxied to a stop on the field and I stepped out, I felt pretty dlzzy and wobb- ly. Although I suffered from a headache afterwards, I shall never forget my first airplane ride, for it was one of the most thrilling experiences that I have ever had. THE HELPFUL NUIISANCE By Clair Lambert It was the middle of May in a beautiful The brilliant sun was offer- protection to one of nature's events, the birth of a tiny wooded glen. ing its warm many happy spotted fawn. At first the little fellow just slept and ate, curled up in a little ball of fur flecked with many white dots which blended perfectly with nature's cheerful coloring of leaves and twigs. The mother deer tenderly watched over her little son, until finally she decided that he was ready for his first little trip X' 5235155 px FSA HP' wxmnwx 25 x N? . for . ...sg x K f. . U' Y X Q 2 .-. XX , ., if Wi Q69 11 ,limi f11l1l'1'l W X X 1 X N X in the sunny forest glades. They started out, with the mother walking steadily along, her ears upright and ever alert to catch the first sign of impending danger. The birds were singing and flltting about from tree to tree as the soft spring breeze whispered merrily to her new born friends as if to tell them of the many good things that life holds in store for them. All at once, as the tiny fawn was trotting to and fro among the underbrush, an om- inous sllence became apparent. Even the merry, sparkling stream, 'tumbling over rocks and turning corners on its playful journey through nature's wonderland, seemed to forget to make any sound for the moment. Instantly the mother deer became alert to the fact that something was certainly wrong in this peaceful little nook, but her little son had wandered off for quite a litt- le distance. The mother deer called to her little lamb, but to no avail. Suddenly, out of the silence, came the very excited and noisy call of the blue jay, usually consid- ered a nuisance to all good forest folk. It became louder and louder, and then all at once the s-potted fawn came into clear view of the mother deer. Then a thwarted bobcat ran swiftly away in the opposite direction, his plan for a fine meal having been rudely changed by that so-called nuisance of the woods, the bluejay. The moral of this is, There is some good in the worst of us. CRAFTINESS VS. TROY By Carol Gardner A crafty Greek was Sinon called, 'Way back in the days of yore, When into Troy the horse was hauled In the Grecian-Trojan War. 'Twas through his word the horse was brought Within the city wall, And in this way destruction wrought, VVhich caused great Troy to fall. The Greek was a convincing liar, And all of Troy believed, Except a few who did enquire About the plan conceived. Thus was the fate of Troy declared Upon that moonlit night, When forth from the horse the troops had fared To set the town alight. Oh, Sinon was a crafty Greek With his smooth and cunning taleg He seemed so friendly, mild, and meek, But against him Troy did fail. A FISH STORY By Bobby McCormack One day Billy Russell and his three pals, Beany, Jim, and Sam, decided to go fish- ing. They went to their favorite spot and began to fish. After about an hour of fishing, Jimmie went to sleep. He snored so loud that Sam slapped him on the back to wake him up. That brought him out of it so quickly that he lost his balance and fell into the brook. He climbed out very wet and angry, and started home. Sam ran along behind, offering apologies, but Jimmie simply ig- nored him. That left Beany and Billy by themselves. They fished and fished, talking very little, until finally Beany said, Aw, come on,, let's go home. No, I guess +I'1l stay awhile, replied Billy. Have it your own way, but l'm telling you there isn't any fish here. Benny hadn't been gone over twenty minutes when suddenly Bill got a bite! Boy, was he excited! He was sure lt was a pickerel! When he returned hime, the gang was waiting for him. What did you get, a whale? called Beany. - Not quite that big, answered Bill, I caught a salmon, but lt got away. We've heard that one before, taunted Sam. Yeah, tell us another one, echoed Jim. I knew you'd say that, so I brought along evidence, answered Bill, and drew forth a salmon can half open and very rusty. Well, l'll be darned, said Sam. 56 THE ENGLISH CLUB MY LIFE WITH AN ALLIGATOR By Sophie Hughes One morning I found in my mailbox a package which read: This carton con- tains a live alligator. You can imagine my excitement as I quickly tore the strings from the package. Out crawled a small green reptile. He seemed very sad and out of place in our northern Maine climate. In the box was a card reading: From your cousin, Frank. I'll be seeing you when winter is over. After looking him over, 'I decided to call him G'ate. Then I proceeded to make a home for him. I took a box, put some earth, water, and Gate into it. Knowing that alligators like meat, I cut some pork and put it on a pan in his box, but Gate wouldn't even look at it. So I left him alone to get accustomed to his new home. That night just before I went to bed, I heard a very strange noise In the kitchen. Running out I saw our cat staring under the refrigerator, looking as though he were frightened to death. I looked under the refrigerator. and there was Gate, eyes glistening, and mouth wide open, hissing angrily. We put him into his box and went into the other room. A few minutes later my sister went to her room. Suddenly we heard a shriek of horror. I ran ing and there, lying in the middle of the bed, was Gate, blinking his sad eyes at tht light. I put him back in the box, being sure it was covered se- curely, and went to bed really tired out. Gate is a charming and interesting pet, but I wish he were back in Florida. There was a young damsel named Lou, Who always had bills ove1'due. She wrote them to say, What'll you do? I can't pay. They immediately answered, We'1l sue! A coy little maiden named Belle, Had a chair she desired to sell. A gent wanting the best, Came to sit for a test, And then through the bottom he fell. Celia Skedgell There was a young fellow from Wheeling Endowed with such delicate feeling, VVhen he read on the door Don't spit on the floor He jumped up and spat on the ceiling. Joseph Riley K ,fin - . Alumni Notes 1940 Anderson, Phyllis-At home. Ayotte, Paul-In the Army. Bell, Barbara-Eastern Maine Academy of Beauty Culture. Bell, Leighton-Working in Connecticut. Berry, Clayton-Employed at Hallett- McKeen's. Boutilier, James-Farming. Boutllier, Lloyd-Moved to Bangor. Boutiller, Robert-Radio School, Boston. Mass. Boynton, Harlan-Maine School of Comm- erce. Brewer, Madeline-Employed a.t lF. W. Woolworth's, Houlton. Briggs, Avis -At home. Briggs, Mona-At home. Brown, Dorothy-At home. Brown, Grace-At home. Bubar, Faustina-At home. Callahan, Phyllis-Training at Madigan Hospital. Carroll, Lewis-At home. Clark, Mildred-Post Graduate. Cone, Virginia-Ricker Junior College. Cyr, Phyllis-At home. DeVine, Gloria-Secretary at Northern Plywood Corporation. Donovan, Justina-Ricker Junior College. Donovan, Thomas-Bowdoin College. Drake, Phyllis-Houlton Business College. Drew, Doris--Post Graduate. Dunphy, Thomas-Employed at Connecti- cut. Edwards, Ruth-Houlton Business College. Finnigan, Herschel-In the Army. Fitzpatrick, Jerry-W. P. A. Fortier, Keith-Houlton Meat Supply. Fortier, Russell-At home. Gardner, Everett--N. Y. A. Gartley, Thelma-At home. Gilbert, Robert-Usher at Houlton Thea- tre. Graham, Georgina-At home. Grant, Marilyn-Rlcker Junior College. Hamilton, Cecil-In the Army. Hanning, Estenna-Training at Madigan Hospital. Helms, Harold-Tingley's. Herron, Dean-Working in Connecticut. 58 Higgins, Mary-At home. Hovey, Joyce-Mary Washington College. Hoskin, Harold-Bates College. 'lvey, Christine-Married. Kearney, Geraldine-Working in Bangor. Keith, John-In the Army at Fort Devens, Mass. Keith, Robert-In the Army at Puerto Rico. Landry, Walter-Sam's Florist Shop. Leighton, Helen-At home. Levensailor, Frances-Married. Logan, Virginia-Post Graduate. Lovely, Perley--N. Y. A. School, Houlton. Ludwig, lBarbara-Training at Massachu- setts' Memorial Hospital. Madigan, James--In Connecticut. Martin, Rolande-Land Bank, Presque Isle Mooers, Ruth--Westbrook Junior College. Mullis, Eldora-At home. Murphy, Lloyd-In the Army. McBrine, Judson-Working in Massachu- setts. McCann, Frederick-At home. McBrine, Wlnnifred--At home. McCormack, Phyllis-Ricker Junior Coll- ege. McIntyre, Marion-VVorking at Newberry's, Hartford, Conn. McKnight, Dorothy-At home. McMonigle, Anna-At home. McMonigle, Genevieve-At home. McNally, Lucy-At home. McRae. Etta-Wytopitlock, Maine. Nason, Myrtle-Beautician. Nevers, Nancy-Westbrook Junior College. Paradis, Mattie-Working at Teddy's Beau- ty Salon. McRae, Leonia--Wytopltlock, Maine. Putnam, Maria-Colby Ju-nlor College. Rhoda, Jean-Training at Deaconess Hos- pital. Robbins, Carl--S. L. White Drug Store Roben, Barbara-Rlcker Junior College. Roberts, John-Janitor, Houlton High School, Junior Building. Savage, Hilda-Working in Monticello. Savage, Ruth-At home. Skehan, James-Shadowbrook Seminary. Spalding, Robert-United States Air Corps, Photography. Somerville, Barbara-Ricker Junior College. St. Peter, Marie-At home. Stephens, Goldie-Married. Stockson, W'illiam-Post Graduate. lStoton, EarleQEmployed at' Edwards' Market. Swinnn, Jessie-Aroostook State Normal School. Tidd, Helen-At home. Taggett, Lona-Ricker Junior College. Tomilson, Earl-In the Al'l1ly. Tracy, Jean-At home. Tyrrell, Harold--First National Store. Varney, Vivian-Houlton Business College. Vincent, Beatrice-At home. VVard. Joseph-Ricker Junior College. XVolhaupter, Carl-Ricker Junior College. 1939 Bates, Margaret--Working at Woolworth's. Bither, MildreddSecretary at the Agricul- tural Conservation Office. Brown, Eugeneiworking on the farm. Brown. George-Working at Fogg's. Buxton, Willard' National Guard-Florida. Callnan. Marie-Ricker Junior College. Callnan. MaryiSt. Joseplrs College, Portland. Clowes. George-ln the Canadian Army. Comins, Irma-Married. Donovan, Frances-University of Maine. Cumming, Helen-Maine School of Comm- erce. Erickson, Wilma-Married. Green, TressaHAt home. Gentle, Elizabethw-At home. Hamilton, Evelyn--Working in the First National Bank, Houlton. Hawkins, Dorothy-Training at Maine General Hospital. Portland. Hodgdon, Francis-XVorking in First Nat- ional Store in Hartford, Conn. Hughes, Lou--At l1o1ne. Jackins, Jean-Manager of Postal Tele- graph, Houlton. Johnston, RaymondsXVorking at Houlton Meat Supply, Houlton. McDonald, Anna'-Training at Madigan Memorial Hospital, Houlton. McGowan, Alfred'vRicker Junior College. Mclntosh, Mary--Working in Houlton Trust Company. lVlc:Kinnon, Millicent- -Married to Herbert Ruth. Oliver, Paul-Ricker Junior College. Mullen, Helen-University of Maine. Plourd, Medrick-Operating a. store in Houlton. Porter, Everett--Kicker Junior College. at-rg? C' Alla Z THE JUNIOR DIVISION BAND 59 VLH-I' X 4 Tic eigctfcalcu given, gdafg, lffuziel 5-tx A STRANGERS GUIDE lcontlnued from page 209 say? No, Stranger, neither inside nor out. The first building you saw is too old, and this one ls too small. We are housing 800 students in quarters intended for 500, and with inadequate equipment. Still--we love our school. 'INSIDE Just on your left, there, the first door. ls the superintendents office. Well, per- haps it would be better if it were located in a separate building. But we haven't had a new deal for twenty-seven years. Twelve or fifteen years ago, a new building was talked of-yet. with all the government spending, though we have a new S2510,000 postofflce, we haven't got our new high school yet. Still, we've got the lot-that's something. That next office? That's Mr. Lambert's. I-Ie's the principal, Milton Lambert, Bates man--been here twenty years, still going strong, with hardly a gray hair in his head. Why? Discipline, probably. Folks say he's the best disciplinarian in the state. You can't run a school without dis- cipline. No, sir! That's our auditorium in there. 'Pretty small? Yes-seats about 50-0, so we never can have the whole school together-and the stage is hot and ten feet too narrow. Still, we have some mighty good times there! Upstairs there isn't much to see-just classrooms and the teachers' washrooms under a flat roof. Come on downstairs. This is the center of excitement all winter long-our gym. Like the rest of Americans, we're crazy over basketball. Yes, Stranger, you're right-it is too small, poorly ventil- ated, and all that. No showers for the girls, either. But we have some mighty exciting games here. SCHOOL BEGINS Z-z-z-zing! Oh! There's the bell! Our afternoon session is about to begin. Let's go upstairs and watch the students come in. Yes-it is a nice day-too bad to stay inside. Well, here they come-the boys and girls of H. H. S.! Nice-looking, healthy lot, mighty interesting ones, too. There's Buck Logan- Hello Buck! little fellow, but 61 pound for pound the best basketball play- er in Aroostook. That brunette? That's Gwen McGrew, our valedictorian, singer, musician, cheer leader, essay winner- quite a talented girl. That tall blonde? Tl1at's Elsa Bostrum, the county's highest scorer. She just stands and pops 'em in! Yes, they are all courteous and agreeable. What's that, tStranger? You do? You don't say! Not really? Well, to be frank with you, Stranger,, I thought I was pre- judiced, but I've always had the same idea- that the boys and girls of Houlton High are just about the finest in the world! We're prouder of them than we ever could be of a new building! Z-z-z-zing! There goes the bell-I'1l have to go to work-sorry you have to go-be sure to call again! Good luck to you, Stranger-and don't ever forget Houlton High School! Exchanges The Ship-Presque Isle High School. Presque Isle, Maine. Yours is a fine ah- round annual, with the exception of the limited alumni record. The sports are well covered and written up. The informal faculty page gives your book an interest- ing introduction. The Madison Bulldog-Madison High School, Madison, Maine. Clever theme in your three-act annual. An enlarged lit- rary section, more humor, and some can- did pictures would improve it. The Black and Gold-Central High School, Providence, Rhode Island. A com- plete, concise record of all phases of school llfe. We suggest that your literary depart- ment be enlarged. The Blue and White-Westbrook Hlgh School, Westbrook, Maine. A neat layout plus those novel Silly-JStrations gives this copy a larg A-. The minus is for the abbreviated exchange column. The Lever-Skowhegan High School, Your artistic cuts and versatile literary section garner praise. Why not place ad- vertising in one isolated section? The Broadcast-Calais Academy, Calais, Maine. Yours, too, rates an armful of or- chids. The literary section shows some fine originality. We suggest you include comm- ents on your exchanges, good or otherwise. The Nautilus-Waterville Senior High School, Waterville, Maine. An outstanding reflection of your schoolg a well balanced record of school life is contained in the Nautilus, The Maple Leaf-Mapleton High School, Mapleton, Maine. A fine annual for a school of your size. It shows a lot of hard work and earnest effort. The Ferguson--Harmony High School, Harmony, Maine. Why not give sports a little limelight? A few candid shots of school life would add interest. Your per- sonality columns are entertaining, as ls your literary section. The Aroostookan-Aroostook Central Institute, Mars Hill, Maine. The joke de- partment, although original, is crowded. Why not enlarge the exchanges? Your lit- erature and faculty analysis are praise- worthy. 'The Four Corners-Scarboro High School, Scarboro, Maine. This fact-packed little book shows much labor. The Rostrum-Guilford High School, Guilford, Maine. Why not design a differ- ent cover to alternate with your present one? Your book contains everything, in a hodge-podge fashion. Why literature first? The Northern Lights-Stearns High School, Millinocket, Maine. Why not have a conventional frontispiece and the pic- tures interspersed equally? A well arrang- ed senior section. Pine Needles-Mattanawcook Academy, Lincoln, Maine. A well arranged senior rogues gallery. Try breaking up a lengthy literary section with appropriate pictures. A good exchange section. The Reflector-Caribou High School, Caribou, Maine. A handsoorne, well-print- ed magazine, but too stiffly bound. Plc- tures are spotty, but interesting. Why not use double. columns? Passamaquoddy Oracle-Shead Memor- ial High School, Eastport, Maine. A very readable annual with the exception of the pictures in the literary section. Excellent jokes, but limited alumni and exchanges. The Abhis-Abbington High School, Abbington, Massachusetts. Interesting and original senior picture section. Well organ- ized, but small. Why not expand next year? The Skipper - Kennebunkport High School, Kennebunkport, Maines A fine job under mimeograph difficulties. Suggest more care in prinflng next year, and more pictures. The Leavitt Angelus--Leavitt Institute, Turner Center, Maine. Neat little paper with possibilities for stardom in a few years. The Eagle-Wilton Academy, Wilton, Maine. Senior pictures well laid out. The Journal of an Eagle is original, but we cry once more, Break up the solid lit- erary pages with pictures! Only three annuals considered in the exchange column. Why, don't we rate? The Ripple-Hartland Academy, Hart- land, Maine.. Clever caricatures lot the seniors, but you use small print and need more pictures to break it up. The Jester-Ellsworth High School, Ellsworth, Maine. Tch! Tch! Those poor seniors must feel slighted, 'way back on page 35! Versatility makes this annual an interesting time-killer. The Mercurius-Bridgewater Classical Institute, Bridgewater, Maine. Interesting, original cover. Exceptionally good mlmeo- graph job, making both pictures and type clear. D. M. Jokes JOKES At a recent English -Club supper, wShirley Tltcomb remarked, after she had finished her fourth helping of pudding, I have the emptiest feeling in my stomach thinking about the speaking exhibition. On the day of the Girls' H-Club initia- tion, Miss Henderson called on Mary Pom- roy, who was one of the initiates, in prob- lems of democracy class, and asked her to give an oral report. Mary replied, Mary had a little lamb, and I'm going to have mine to-morrow. Dutch Conway: What did Mr. Lambert say when he heard that you were leaving school? Orin Bither: He knew before I did. D. Edwards: Gee, Coach, this liniment makes my arm smart. Tibbetts: Why don't you put some of it on your head? iOverheard in Bates Barber Shopl Chet Bates: Your hair is getting very gray. Mr. Marsh: 'Tm not surprised-if you were a little faster, I'd stop worrying. Un English class, punctuating sentencesl Miss Hallett: Do this sentence, 'iCan you write well with a dull pencil? P. Taylor: I can write better with a sharp one. L. Barton: Elizabeth, what happened to your hair? E. Conway: I slept in it. L. Barton: Don't you always sleep in your hair? E. Conway: No, AI usually sleep in pa- jamas. P. Hall: Who was dat glrl I saw you out wit last night? J. Richards: How do you know I can outwit a girl? On mules we find two legs behind, And two we find before. We stand behind Before we find VVhat the two behind be for! K. Vose: Say, Leighton, can you lend me two bits? L. Fortier: No, I can't. I've tried lend- ing you money, but apparently you have looked on it as a gift. Bill Madigan had failed to pass a very important exam: and, as he was afraid to go home, he sent his brother, Albert, a telegram: Flunked exam. Prepare father. Albert replied: Father prepared. Prepare yourself. Sanford Plourde and Don Macllroy at the I-I-Club supper put their grimy hands side by side on the tablecloth. Mine are dirtier'n yours! , exclaimed Don. Huh! said Sanford, you're two years older'n me. THE BIARE TRUTH Girls, when they went for a swim, Once dressed like Mother Hubbard: Now they have a different whim, And dress more like her cupboard. Pa, said Elliott Berman, looking up from his composition, is waterworks all one word, or do you spell it with a drant? hy- Marion Miller: Mother, they are going to teach us domestic silence at school now. Mother: Don't you mean domestic science? Father: There is a bare hope our little girl means what she is saying. Ted: My English teacher is the meanest man I know. Father: How is that? Ted: He borrows my penknife to sharpen his pencil to give me bad marks. 63 Miss Laird: Why does the cream rise to the top of the milk? G. Brown: So the people can get it. P. Mason: I've got a sliver in my finger. Mouse: Been scratching your head again? The bell had just rung and mid-year exams were completed when Miss Perci- val said: Please give me your papers and then pass out. Miss Percival: Tom, are you chewing gum? Tom: Just a little piece. Miss Percival: That's enough to secure a little trip to the office. Miss Percival: I am quite sure Mr. Ickes is the Secretary of the Interior. Modest little 'Clem Vose: You wouldn't like to place a little wager on that, would you? Bess MacGowan: I can't write this sen- tence. I aln't got no pencil. Mr. Sherman: You shouldn't say that. You should say: I have no pencil, you have no pencil, he has no pencil, we have no pen- cil, you have no pencil, they have no pen- eil. Bess: Well, who the heck has all the pencils, anyway? Phil Mason tacting as a waiter at the Pantry: How did you find your steak, sir? Customer: Oh, I just moved a piece of potato and there it was. Book salesman: Yes, this book will do half your work for you. T. Popham: 7Good! I'll take two. Miss White: Mr. Downie, is trousers sin- gular or plural? Reg Downie: Singular at the top and plural at the bottom. Garage man: Where is your radiator cap? Phil Marsh: On the front of the car, stupid, and don't call me cap! Did you hear the one about the cat who went to see Sherman's team play tennis because his father was in the racket? Mr. Marsh: If Shakespeare were alive to- day would he still be regarded as a re- markable man? J Lakin I guess he would. He'd be 376 years old by now. Miss Percival fin history classl: Now let us discuss the 18th amendment. T. Popham: aIsn't that a little dry? t 4 . , 4 . . . 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QE Be' U: Ss' are M9 :- O U CD 2 :r o 0:03 The Editors. bi ri1li1rZ1l24xZoi0Zoioi4li1xi41i4'ricz10:o ' 0 901010101014 Dayincf positions Bangor Maine School of Commerce Maine's Finest Equipped Commercial College NO SOLICITORS EMPLOYED Our Catalog is Free C. H. HUSSON, Principal Compliments of The New Atlantic Restaurant Excellent Food Well Served THE HOUSE OF QUALITY Dial 8810 or 9129 The New Atlantic Restaurant T. D. MOURKAS, Mgr. 66 Main Street Bangor, Maine nioieozu njoioiojol 3 l f 1oi11i 1oi4ri1bi4r14ri1ni4x11si1r:lcb14 t' PENNEY'S At The South Side of Market Square, Houlton, Maine SOME FACTS about ourselves and our Permanent Policy . . We're experienced in the retail business-We're thirty-nine years old and hold the respect of thousands of thrifty Americans who are patrons of our stores throughout the United States. Our original store was called The Golden RuIe g and, while We're now identified as the J. -C. 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Brayall Clayton F.McGary Automatic Automatic cguneral ogveome Stokers Oil Burners Fumaces of all Kinds Hot Air Steam Hot Water You Make Your Own Terms You are under no obligation if we help you solve your heating problems Telephone 478-M 26 Columbia St. Houlton, Me. fPe1sonal Attention Always Ambulance Service Phone 933-W Zbi1l2olbioi1xj1ricvZtDi4li1 l1tbj1ri1bi1ijoZ1xi1rZ1 We thank you, Houlton High Students, for your patronage at the Houlton SL Temple Theatre Theatre We sincerely hope you will enjoy many more happy hours in theatres during the coming year. THE MANAGEMENT Good Things to Eat at all Hours Jonason ' s Home Made Candy Ice Crean Pastry Full Course Dinners BANGOR las: 1m11vi:z4:z4n:141 xxozoiozoxozozozozozozf v1010itlZ1l10i0i0i1Di1vi1r1tn3D10i4Ji1b3bi1rlrZ1vifvi1vi1 icilcnliriltinlitllitltlcltriiijtrififltxjdritritvlllibihil Compliments of The New England Starch Co. .al Franklin Street Houlton, Maine mlZ4rioi1nZ1r11xi1nic:i1 xZtxi1Ii1bZalZ4x: r21rjoZK Best Vwshes of . . . 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HARMON Special Agent Tel. 264-M Houlton, Maine i4violoZ1xl1rjo115i1iZ1 vi4DllZfrioic50 It Wxll Pay You come m and look over our line of JOHN DEERE FARM Machmery for whlch we carry a full me of genulne John Deere repaxrs James S Peabody Tel 235 Houlton Malne Etsoovltz Motor Go Oldsmobxle Packard DeSoto Plymouth G M C Trucks Kelvmators Parts Sales Servxce if North Street Houlton Me ...A For The Glrl Graduate Prepare now for your future career with a hair-do styled especially for you at Helen N1l6S Glamour Beauty Salon Permanents S4 00 to S10-00 End Perm anen ts S2 00 to 5 00 Open Evemngs by Appomtment Phone Over Penney s a es tudebaker erv1ce SEE THE NEW CHAMPION The Most Economical Full-Slzed Automobile Made A L Rogers to ' 1. . - , ' 620 ' O 's ' ' ' ' 9. qxototorozoxozoxozc Compliments of Dr. W. B. Roben iioioinioiojo Compliments of ShaW's Law Office Herschel Shaw R. W. Shaw i1j1!Z1!Z4ljl7i1bi1v11r11 State Mutual Life Assurance Co. Inc. 1844 Worcester Mass. NORRIS C- ESTABROOK General Agent Market Square Houlton, Me. Associates A. Chandler Farley, Bridgewater Gilford 0. Colbath, Houlton, Me. Thibodeau Agency, Fort Kent, Me. H. John Murchie, Caribou, Me. M. B. McKAY B. H. BROWN GEO. S. GENTLE CG. General Insurance Reduce Automobile Insurance Costs with Safety Don't take Chances! BE SURE - INSURE One of our Companies leads all others In the volume of Automo- bile Insurance written in this country. There must be a reason! Masonic Bldg. Houlton, Me. Phone 400 Dl1 lil4 n:bZ11i4 il Compliments of Army and Navy Store Qi Compliments of Ting1ey's Bakery F1010 llrinl1bi1Dioi4xi1 Compliments of Bennett's Woman's Wear Shop Ladies' and Misses' Coats, Suits, Dresses, and Acces- sories for Every Occasion Times Bldg. Court Street Grant dz Daigle Meats, Fish, and Groceries Agents for Amoco Motor Oils Tel- Houlton 820 Presque Isle 2-3231 if5lC lZ1bi1l1 I. G. A. Are Home Owned Community Builders from Coast to Coast Help Build Your Own Community Hallett-MoKeen Company 70 Main St. Houlton, Me. Houlton Steam Laundry We clean Carpets and Floors without taking up. We also dye Carpets and Art Squares, and clean Di- vans and Upholstered Chairs- ODORLESS CLEANING Our up-to-date service insures thorough cleaning and the original freshness of your fabrics. Expert Handling and Finishing 3-Hour Service TRY US! New York Tailoring Go. Phone 42-M Houlton, Maine Houlton Savings Bank Member Federal Deposit Insurance Corporation Every Facility of a Mutual Savings Bank Nathaniel Tompkins, Pres. L. H. Baker, Treasurer. rialiunibicrinliciolbtvirjtitlticicriicrllulexlriolri 3014 TEL. 91' or 92 For - - Qualityi, Service, Price Meats, Groceries, Fruits Anderson Bros. 65 High St. Houlton Petroleum Products Inc. Distrifbutors Texaco Petroleum Products Gasoline, Motor Oil Fuel Oil, Asphalt Roofings Fuelite Cooking Gas Oil Burning Systems i D1Oi010 Order your corsage for the- - SENIOR PROM at our shop. We offer many new designs and ideas. Ghadwiolds - Florist 0i0i1r21llvi Heywood Cafe Exclusive Dining Delicious Steak Dinners Our Specialty LINCOLN and HOGAN Court Street Houlton x 1:14v1oi4ritrlrZxI1vi41i4bi1 ri1vZ0lllv11nicri4ltvillj1x11g . b1tbirri1 0 ' il r14b11r2014lZ1Li1rjoi1DZ1ri1!icy14D14v14xi4ri4hicsi nioioioioif J. D'ACrATT Ladies' and Gents' Tailor Remodeling - - Fur Work Dyeing Cleaning Pressing 68 Main Street Houlton, Me. Phone 467-R J. K. McKAY CC. Sales l CHEVROLET Service 66 Bangor St- l l Q Houlton Phone 387 Aroostook Maid Ice Cream Outsells every other ice cream in Aroostook County 10-1. Try it once, and you will understand why. Houlton Ice Cream Company Compliments of Aroostook Confectionery Co. Wholesale Food Distributors Houlton Presque Isle rifri4 bZtbi111rlniclifn1cm11 ui l14b11rZ4nZclsria21li0i1b3l10i0 When in Need of Flowers for ANY and ALL Occasions Call 884 Sams F1or1st Shop Rxverslde Street Sam Boutlher Houlton BEAUTY CULTURE A Vocatlon of Dlgmty Offers young men and women a l1fe of Refmement Secur 1ty and Prosperlty Wnte Today ed to Day and Evenmg Class es conducted by Renowned Style Creators Complete sys t6m1Z6d courses Most mod ern equlpment Moderate Tultlon Convenient Terms Wllfred Graduates are ln Dally Demand FREE PLACEMENT BUREAU For further information or free booklet write or visit our Acad emy without obligation Wllfred Academy of Halr and Beauty Culture 492 Boylston St Boston KENmore 0880 0 M DOYLE Fruit and Produce 36 Where QUALITY HONESTY and PRICE Rule Dependable Servlce Slnce 1917 Not an Experlment, But the Result of Over 23 Years Experxence Our entire bui1ding.is devotz ' 0 A I .8 1101010380 rla r2o1fri0ifrZo1fri1rj1'bi0i1 xi4rioi11111i4xi4 Compliments of V. J. THOMPSON Buick - Pontiac A Watch or any other gift from PERRY'S 'will not only please the graduate 'but be a pleasant reminder of the giver for years to come Bowl at HUD'S and Skate at the Roller Rink for HEALTH and Keep Physically Fit 1tri1ri4ni4ri4 HOULTONX9 ll.8bfLC56 i6f?'fZfafW The demand for trained office help from both Busin- ess and Government is more than we can supply. Get Ready For a Good Position Now. Individual Instruction and Quick Advancement 0. A. HODGINS, Prin. Phone 923-W 1oi ll Compliments of Putnam Brothers Company The Power of Suggestion, When you see the word Insurance , you Y can't help thinking of F. A. PEABODY GO. Insurance Specialists Q2 Compliments of Woodman Potato Company Presque Isle 33 Esso Service Station Your neighborhood Service Station For every motoring need Tel. 602 Houlton, Maine GQ rZt J. R. HARVEY GO. GENERAL INSURANCE REAL ESTATE 64 Main St. Houlton Q3 Students' Discount We are giving all students a 10 per cent discount on their Spring Clothing, Iboth Boys and Girls. Young Men's Suits 9518.50 S22-50 325.00 All colors and sizes Young Men's Reversible Top Coats 512.95 Young Men's ,Shoes 32.95-33.95-55.00 Everything that Men and Boys wear. Haskell dz Curthell Mail Orders Tel- 140 Dover-Foxcroft LOOK! Our New Method Cleaning System restores the vivid beauty of the original colors and enables your garments to hold their sparkle and tailored appearance longer. Our work is GUARANTEED to meet with your approval or your money refunded. Houlton Tailoring Company 14 Mechanic St. Houlton 'Compliments of Jackson - White Studio Portland, Maine Graduation Photographs Il ni1rifnifx11bi1r11ri111fritlZ4 i1nlai1 If it's for the Automobile See IN GRAHAM' S FIRST Automotive Specialists Tel. 105 Use our Convenient Budget Plan rll4b14hZ1b14li1 Compliments of MoCLUSKEY Coal and Wood v1tblnlbi0i1rZ4n11r:l14ai011bi4:ioilbitbitD11 AUTOMOBILE SALES and Service DODGE - PLYMOUTH and HUDSON CARS Eastern Motors Inc. Tel- 679 Compliments of SMITH BROS. Plumbing and Heating Chambers Gas Ranges 102010 5101010101 Geo A Hall Co Wholesale Field Seeds Potato Bags Dusts and Sprays Rock Wool Insulat1ons J--M Blown-In or Bats Roofing and Slding Asbestos Asphalt Metal Road Builders Supplles Asphalts Metal Culverts Snow Fence Steel Goods GENERAL ELECTRIC APPLIANCES R 5 Compliments of B1ther s Seleot hop Ladies Coats Suits and Dresses P W Paper Towels Dunes Next to Temple Theatre ll Compliments of J Fredemo Burns ATTORNEY-AT-LAW Tel 919 After Hlgh School What '7 9 Why Not Attend RICKER JUNIOR COLLEGE Courses m Liberal Arts, Engmeermg, Secretarial Science Busmess Administration Pre-Agricul- ture, Pre-Medical, Pre-Dental and Pre-Nursing. Special Courses for Post Graduate Students Rate for Day Students S210 Including Cost of Books and Fees For Futher Information Inquire ROY M. HAYES, Principal og . . . 1 . . . . . , . , Compliments of A N Hoyt Plumbmg 8: Heating Contracts The Nason Staltlon Esso Gas and Kendall Olls Spec1al1zed Pohshmg Waxmg Tlre Repalrmg Cars Called for and Del1vered M1l1tary St Tel 637 R James H McPart1and E99 Sons Plumbmg and Heating Blectnc O11 Burners 19 Water St Houlton Phone 395 M MEADOW FARM PURE JERSEY MILK AND CREAM Albert E Mooers, Jr Sold and Served at RILEY'S, ROBINSON'S, and JIMMIE'S MARKET EXPERT RADIO REPAIR Be1l's Ra,d1o Servme Phone 642 M Refrlgerators Washers Radlos Convenient Terms DeLong Woodworkmg Factory G W DeLong Proprietor Doors Sash and Mouldmg All kmds of M111 Work Phone 566 M Houlton c 0 Clark Bldg Mechanic st I I ll1blCDllDl1!lKi11i14 ll1l14Dl4Dl4l I I l 0 U - I i1Dl D21D20l0l1ll1Pl1D11 . . ' ' 9 ' ' ' s 9 . , Me. slDl1Dl1bl4 lQ1li1 lilll1!l1 lifll1Dl S Compliments of Hogan - Smith Compliments of Edwards' Market Compliments of Crafts dz Stevens Barber Shop and Beauty Parlor Phone 142-M Compllments of The Tally Ho PAUL J ACKINS For Better Hair Cuts and Scalp Treatments, Try Hemphill s Barber Shop 9 Union Square Hats Cleaned and Blocked While You Wait - c Compliments of Houlton Farms Danny Aroostook's First Modern Pasteurlzmg Dairy 1101014 Everybody Eats At Thad Grant Manager Ice Cream and Lunches Large Assortments Fruits and Candles Meet Your Friends Here i A L Robmson Stocks and Bonds Houlton Maine Compliments of Roland H. Hovey Compliments of Dr. E. G. Bostrom Compliments of Nathan H. Solman ATTORNEY-AT-LAW Houlton, Maine Robinso11's of P1011 -rr' bioioioloioioioivjniilit MeIlroy's Hats - - Featuring DOlBBS And Accessories Exchange Bldg. Court Phone 477-W n1trj1D10iI Compliments of Callnan Bros. Manufacturers of XXXX Brand Fertilizers Office and Factory at C. P. R. Station Diekison's Gash xi4 Drink PALMER'S Fruit-Strawberry 0. F. French and Son The Busy Drug Store Cor. Main and Court St- If you don't know drugs, Know Your Druggist Oldest Drug Store in Houlton i1li1hi1 Dr. James F. Palmer Market Meats, Groceries, and Dentist Fruit Free Delivery Tel. 686 Houlton Maine Popcorn A Specialty 1!l1lP.1 Compliments of Caroline's Dress Shop Water Street Houlton, Me. D101lDld Dr. G. H. TRACY Dentist X-RAY 102 Masonic Bldg. i4 Madigan dz Pierce 'Compliments of Spaulding's Lodge 77 Court Street 21 Carl A. Spaulding, 0. D. OPTOMETRIST Compliments of Donald F. Ellis, 0. D. 9 Masonic Building i4 Compliments of T. H. MoGilliouddy Dealer in Coal and Wood Compliments of Margie's Beauty Shop Tel. 747 rl You Want The Best in Haircuts? BATES Is The Answer The Students' Barber Shop i010i01 i01 i 1 1 1 1 3' p3 .i.-..-.,. Compliments of Smith's Taxi Petite Cafe Market Square 10201 riuioioioioioioic Compliments of Dr. W. D. Carr Compliments of Dr. Mitchell Tomi1son's Garage Chrysler and Plymouth General Repairing Gould Batteries Pennzoil and 'Greases r10joiojt 71010103 The Linen Shop Gifts-Greeting Cards Putnam Ervin Arcade Houlton Barnes Law Offroe GEORGE B BARNES Houlton FRANCIS BARNES Fort Fairfield Compliments of P. L. B. Ebbett, M. D Geo. H. Ebbett, M. D A Good Place to Buy Your Footwear At Reasonable Prices Boston 'Shoe Store Houlton Marne Complrments of Soott's Art Novelty Shop 11 Court Street Houlton, Mame mbi1 Smith's Service Main Street TEXACO PRODUCTS Greasing, Washing Simonizing I Linens for Every Occasion i ? li1li1PlC lll1I24 b11bllDl171 I bj15ifrZ01 tiilifiilliiiiblfilflifllt When in Bangor Visit the Allan-Lewis Men's Shop The Best in Men's Clothes ADAM HATS Bangor We invite you to attend Eastern Academy of Beauty Culture Excellent Placement Bureau Maine's Largest School of Beauty Culture Request Catalogue Pearl Bldg. Bangor, Me. ioifriwirrierioicrioimris-11:16 G. W. Chandler Internationally Known Portrait Photographer Awarded a Gold Medal for Best Photographs at the Pan Pacific Exposition, San Francisco, which were made at his Buenos Aires Studio, S. A. Now back in his home town at your service- 28 Main Street or 9 Broad Street felevatorj Bangor, Maine Your Opportunity Tel. 2-0938 01 ri1ri1J1i Bernard Archibald ATTORNEY-AT-LAW Houlton, Maine Merle C. 'Rideout Company 3 Winter Street Houlton, Maine New Low Prices on Gas Stoves for Summer Compliments of J. J. Newberry Co. Dl1Dl1 i0i0ioZo1011li0io1o11ri01a Unless You Trade With OSGOCD The Jeweler We Both Lose Famous Shoe Company We specialize in Novelty Shoes for girls, and carry a good line of sizes and Widths in snappy shoes for street and for formal or semi-formal affairs. Our line of young men's shoes is complete. Price range is 31.98 to 35.00 for our Famous Shoes. Houlton, Maine Compliments of Walter A. Cowan ATTORNEY-AT-LAW Drew's Cabins Heated Groceries Confections Soft Drinks Inner Spring Beds 'Running Water Shower Bath Cook House Gas, Oil, and Accessories Private Toilets U. S. Route No. 2 500 ft. West of Jct. with U. S. No.1 Smyrna St- Houlton, Me. For Reservations, Phone 553-M Charles Hayward Company Wholesale Grocers Bangor Houlton 24 Hour Service Cates Motor Mart Body and Fender Repairing Lubrication Washing Mechanic St. Houlton Compliments of The M. H. Fishman Company Houlton, Maine B. Mills - Hats Ladies' and Children's Specialty Shop Court Street Phone 264-R Compliments of Northland Beauty Shop Arlene Kelso Northland Hotel Compliments of Haley's Music Store Pianos, Radios, Musical Merchandise Compliments of Exchange Hotel STOVER G. WHITE Compliments of Walter B. Clark ljojoj1 Telephone 638 H. D. LEE D3v:lio1cv1cn1txi1r l1cbicsi1livjM? Compliments of Dealer in W. Frank Gardiner Horses, Harnesses, Collars and Blankets Public Accountant And Auditor 16 Military Street Houlton Maine Glycerine Rose Water and Benzoin Compliments of Whitens and Softens the Skin, Improves the Complexion, I Removes Blemishes A Frlend Absolutely Harmless Prepared by S. L. Wlnte Drug Co. Druggists Houlton Maine Compliments of Harry H. Baulch Compliments of Bernard H. Gagnon 5 r11li1:i4r:ri hi4r3b3ni1lls Qsxoxoxcrzoxoxoxoxoxoxozc Compliments of J. A. Donovan, M. D Compliments of Robert M. Lawlis Compliments of C. B. Riordan General Insurance Green Block 223 W Houlton Me Compliments of L. G. Terbell Compliments of Doherty and Brown ATTORNEYS-AT-LAW Market Square Compliments of Dr J 0 Wllley Houlton Maine CLOUGH'S 5 Men's and Boys' Clothing And Furnishings Houlton, Maine Market Square Phone 263-M ri01fritbZ1Ditlitn1lx Hello ! Everylbody in Houlton High School-I would like to meet all the students. Market Square Shoe Repair Shop Harry L. Hill Compliments of Hawkins' Tire Shop Bangor Street Phone 466-W Houlton, Maine vi1xi1litb14 Munro's West End Drug Store Houlton, Maine i1Pl1bl1i11 Rl. M. Stephenson's Wholesale and Retail Tobaccos and Confections Everything for the Smoker Exchange Block, Court St. Gyr's Complete Service Station Texaco Gas and Oil Marfax Greasing Louis P. Cyr, Prop. ninja' Compliments of G. B. DUNN Riley Bros. Fish, Meats and Groceries Phone 701 and 702 i1xi4Di1 Mrs. Lillian C. Golbranson Electro-Physical Therapy and Swedish Massage Arthritis, Lumlbago, Sciatica Treated 44 Court Street Tel. 723-M Houlton, Maine The Nealey Studio In Your Own Home Town Ritz Foley Restaurant Hotel Moderate Prices 18-20 State St., Bangor, Me. Recreation Center Bowling Academy 14 Alleys Streamlined Corner York and French Sts. Same Management We Have The Well Known Brands You Want Knox Bros. Mechanic St. Houlton 0.0 ivioioilbifriinlattrilvlbilritbilbioiirioifnifbicliibjtiflt Compliments of C. B. Burr, M. D. Di1D14ll4D14D14DZ4blilillC CAREER INFORMATION for Seniors In choosing your career, you are naturally interested in the oppor- tunities, possible earnings, prepar- ation required, and similar feat- ures of occupations under consid- eration. The field of Business offers many opportunities to High School graduates. More calls than we can fill is the situation of our Employment Department. Information on these vocations, of interest to High School Seniors, will be furnished on request, with- out obligation. Ask for free Bulle- tin. KENNEBEC SCHOOL OF COMMERCE Gardiner, Maine Member of the American Assocla- tlon of Commercial Colleges D011 10100 Compliments of Buzzell's Funeral Service Phone 161-R Compliments of The Cochran Drug Store 5 Water Street Houlton Maine The Nyal Store Compliments of Frank's Lunch Compliments of Several Persons Compliments of A FRIEND jojtlilyjoioitbinioioioi wi For Prompt Delivery of School Supplies Boston to P Houlton 0'Donnell's Express Kendall St. Houlton, Me. Phone 821-W yjoiojoiojcrioitrioioiivioill Ivey's Lunch All Good Home Cooked Light Lunches Order Cooking Confectionery, Tobacco, Ice Cream Every Meal a Pleasant Memory Bangor St. Houlton, Me- Special Tables for Ladies Open All Night Distributor of Golden Glory, Victory, and Magnificent Flours Aroostook Wholesale Grocery Company Presque Isle, Maine Dclinioiojfxioioioioioioifrb Very Best Wishes to the Graduating Class of 1941 Palmer's Shoe Store lno. Compliments of Aaron A. Putnam VQO . . . Compliments of . . . Houlton Grange Store 53 GREEN STREET HOULTON, MAINE AGRICO The Nation's Leading Fertilizer MANUFACTURED BY The American Agricultural Chemical Co Oiiice: 50 Main Street, Houlton, Maine Telephone No. 77 D1lDl1Di1Dl1 i14Dii!11Dl1 1fPQ0l1 li49i4 K uality Photographs For Particular Patrons Our many years' experience and efficient equipment make our portrait service superior in quality - Our prices are right, too. We Specialize in GRADUATION PHOTOGRAPHS Children's Portraits in Your Own Home WADDINGTON'S, INC. SKOWHEGAN, MAINE 5v11rZ1vi1rZ1vi1ri1ni4ri4xi1ri1ri1v11 vj4ri1ri1 ricm Compliments of Plywood Corporation S. J. ANTWORTH joilnj4vi4rirni1vZ1n11li1r11r21 9115i1r11r2exi1ri1v1414m14vi1 Aroostook Print Shop High Grade Printing of every description We are equipped to handle your d to your entire satisfaction Union Square Houlton, Maine Phone 59-M Taggett LQ Gartley C L O T H I N G For the Whole Family MARKET SQUARE D.0i1Y.1l,1PQDQ4D.CD.C!.liQ1!1DQl ll1l1lbl4D1lllJ1, 'fitrilxlqxlriviicblalririlxilirlltrilllcrivilclaicricltril rind mxuzo 11014