Limington Academy - Sokokis Warrior Yearbook (Limington, ME)

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P 'H-fff - - LINIUVG TOZV . 1C.71Dffl'Vfl', LILLABET BECOMES QUEEN It all happened Mlednesday, February the sixth, nineteen hundred and fifty-two. The King of England, King George VI, died leaving his eldest daughter, Princess Eliza- beth, to inherit the throne. Elizabeth and her husband, the Duke of Edinburgh, had just started on their tour through Africa. She was going on a five months' tour which would have taken them to Ceylon, Australia, New Zealand, and other British regions. They would have gone thirty thousand miles in all. Upon her return, there were de- cisions for her to make, such as approving the arrangements for her father's funeral. The first decision of the queen was immedi- ate return home. She received the news of her father's death in a forest lodge in Kenya, five thousand miles from Kensington Pal- ace where England's previous Queen Vic- toria was informed of the death of her uncle, King William IV. Elizabeth is al- ready the sovereign, but she will not be crowned queen at once. The coronation will take place next summer with great pomp and ceremony. It is a tradition that Britain prospers and grows greater whenever a queen reigns. That held true during the reigns of Eliza- beth I and Victoria. Queen Elizabeth of the fifteen hundreds was twenty-live when she became queen. Britain was torn by religious wars. She was a vain woman but she was a shrewd monarch who, by tact and ruthless- ness, ushered in prosperity and patriotism. Queen Victoria, who became queen in the eighteen hundreds, saw social reform in England the extension of powers over the empire. During her sixty-four years as queen the British Empire became supreme in the world and Victoria, who had become a synonym for public and private virtue, had stamped her personality on a whole era. Queen Elizabeth of our present day and age will undertake the duties that her father left when he died. Her son, Charles, who is only three years old, will have to have tutors and special training. He will start learning the duties of a king. He will not have much time in which he can play like other children. Perhaps his first official state duty may be to travel down to the ruins of Caernavon Castle in Wales to be made Prince of Mfales. Queen Elizabeth has the affection of all English speaking people, including Americans. It is to be expected that her influence will do much toward strengthening the natural bond between Great Britain and the United States. R. M. B., '52. A VISIT IN A FARM HO-USE One day not long ago I was going on a hike with Betty and Judy. We went up an old back road which led us to an old house that no one lived in. Betty thought she was big and not scared so she said, Let's go in and take a look around and see what we can see. Judy and I didn't want -to go in at first but she talked and talked so we went in. We went into the house. There were no windows and doors. There was no furni- ture except an old chair in the room next to the cellar door. We opened the door and decided to go down, using the fiashlight we happened to have with us. The cellar stairs were kind of weak, but we thought they were safe enough to hold us. XV hen we got down there we walked around fiashing the light in every direction. All of a sudden we heard a noise, it was a little squeak, but we heard it and it frightened us. We de- cided to go back because it was so dark and scarey. VVhile scrambling up the stairs they began to wiggle and squeak. Betty and I reached the top step when suddenly the stairs gave away. We grabbed hold of judy's hand and spared her from falling all the way down. We pulled and pulled and final- ly got her up to the room where the chair was. We decided to find a room where there was a table and play house, but we hunted and hunted. All we found were rat holes, cobwebs, and an old black rusted stove. It was beginning to get dark so we decid- ed to go home. We forgot where the old doorway was so we hunted and finally found it. As we were going out we saw an old horse, which we thought must belong to somebody on the black road. We took him out to the black road and let him go. When all of a sudden a car came along. It was Betty's uncle who took us all home. I was so tired that I went to bed without any- thing to eat for supper. S. G., '54.

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YFMFPN . . LI M I N G TON .fl CA DEM Y OUR BIG GAME It was a big day for the L. A. baseball team because it was the play-off for the state title. We had played ball all over the state, big schools and little schools. Now for our first time we were going to play in Portland. We got up and started for school. About 9:00 o'clock I looked out of the window and pretty nearly fell over backwards in my chair. Clouds were beginning to gather and it looked as if it might rain. As soon as I had told the other boys their faces dropped three inches. But everyone was happy again as the wind blew the clouds away. At 12:00 o'clock, time to start for Port- land. The whole school went. But the base- ball team all went in Bill's hotrod. We were packed in like sardines but we were used to it. As soon as we were all in we started. Ive were all crowded and we went from one side of the car to the other, but we arrived in Portland about a half hour before anyone else. We wanted to make sure we had practice before the game. Finally our big moment came. We were up first and our first batter came to the plate. He took a look at the bat, it looked about as small as a pencil. He looked at the plate that seemed about three feet wide. He looked at the ball that looked about as small as a golf ball. The pitcher looked at the batter. He saw a plate that looked about as big as a half dollar and a bat that looked as big as a log. The pitcher wound up to throw the ball and it Went past our batter like a comet. And so did the next two, all being strikes. Our next batter drove one to left field. The fielder stuck his glove up. To our batter the glove looked like a bushel basket and to the fielder like a mitten. But lucky for them they caught it. Our next man struck out and ended the inning with- out a man getting on base. But this did not hurt our spirit any for we got all of their men out. And so the game went on for six innings without a run on either side. But in the sixth inning their best batter came up. He had nearly got on base once before. As the ball came steaming down towards the plate he took a cut at it and, wham! lnto the stand for a home run, which put them out in front, one to nothing. We all felt as low as a flea, with fleas. But the next three batters didn't even get on base. In the next inning our first man up hit a single. He was our first man to get on base. This pepped us up a little. Then our next man up hit another single. We now had two men on base. But the next man struck out, then the fourth man up hit into a double play and our chance for scoring that inning was out. The eighth inning passed quickly with both teams scoring nothing. It was now the ninth inning. Our last chance to score. Our first man up struck out. The second man struck at the first ball for strike one, the next pitch he hit a long one way out near the fence, but it went foul before it landed so it was strike two. The next ball was a hard one over the plate for strike three. There were two men out and they were ahead. The fans were starting to leave. The next batter would determine whether we stayed in the game or were beaten. The first one pitched was low for a ball. The next one came burning down the middle. Our batter took a cut at it and hit a double. This changed everything. The fans were setting down again and we had new hope. Our next batter hit his first pitch for a long foul, but he caught onto the second one and drove a long one higher, higher, higher into the grandstand for a homer. About this time the fans were hollering and jumping so, I would have thought it was the world series and the Yankees had gotten beat. But our next batter struck out and this left us holding a very slim lead. We still had a very good chance of losing the game. If they didn't get any runs we would win, if they got one we would have to play extra innings. If they got two they would beat us. The first man up hit a single, the next man struck out. But the next one got a double, putting one man on second and one on third. The next batter hit a grounder to the shortstop. The short- stop threw to home, the catcher tagged the man coming in. The catcher threw to third and we got the man coming from second. We won, but the hardest part was to come yet. We all had to ride in that rattling, shak- ing old hotrod. J. B., '54,