Lincoln Middle School - Lincolnian Yearbook (Portland, ME)

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Twelve THE LINCOLNIAN green Alpine cap with a grey feather tipped with red. She purchased it and felt elated until she saw Joan Dixon of THE Dixons wearing an exact duplicate of hcr hat. This disturbed her a bit but it was the last straw when Martha Brown and Kathryn Ross wore duplicates of her very hat to school the next day. She was so exasperated that her new hat didn't appear out on Easter. BARBARA GOLDTHWAIT. Div. D-8 BUYING A NEW HAT - A MAN'S IDEA Mrs. Jones was all of a flutter. She was going to get a new hat. Not one of these extravagant affairs but just a plain. ordinary hat. After a half hour of critically surveying hats in the Hat Shop she finally decided on one. Outside the wind began to transform the calm day into a minia- ture hurricane. When Mrs. Jones emerged from the shop and started to walk along the street, her hat was gently lifted ol? her head by Mr. West Wind. It flew through the air like a glider but, alas. it landed under the wheels of an oncoming automobile and the poor hat was Battened like a pancake. Of course, Mrs. Jones tixed the hat as well as she could, but it still looked like a last year's crow's nest. She put it on for protection because it looked like rain. Then she went into the five-and-ten-cent store to resume her shopping. She went into the store a perfect specimen of a sad human but she came out very happy and cheerful. Why? Because she had heard remarks in the store about what a beautiful hat she was wearing. Now I think that if any woman wants a hat that is stylish. she should just take an old hat, make some dents in it, punch a few holes in it and stick a feather on it somewhere. Then she will be sure to have one of the most stylish hats in town. JOHN RICKER. Div. F-8 HELEN KELLER My mother was present at the meeting of the School Adminis- trators in Atlantic City last February when Helen Keller spoke. She took full notes and these are well worth passing on to the readers of this magazine. Of course we were all eager to see Helen Keller in person. and as the dignitaries came onto the platform we strained our eyes to see which one could be Helen Keller. We could not seemingly find her and whisperings about the auditorium told us that everyone else was searching for her. After the first part of the program, a tall, dis- tinguished person entered on the arm of a very kindly looking person. but which of the two could be the blind one? As they approached. the audience stood in a moment of respect for one who through mis- fortune had conquered.

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TI-IE LINCOLNIAN Eleven SAILOR BEN'S YARNS I was sitting on the edge of the wharf and he, Sailor Ben, was sitting on a coil of tarred rope. I had a Hshing pole, and although I did not expect to catch anything with it, I could manage to maneuver the hook down to the fishing smack below which was still loaded. The last time I had seen Ben, he had told me about his exploits in the Civil War with Admiral Farragut. He said he was a coxswain then and that he was the sailor who held Admiral Farragut to the foretops when the Union fleet passed the forts of Mobile. Now Ben was not over sixty-five so I doubted his story and later I read that it was a quartermaster named Knowles who was in the tops with Farragut. Today I started to expose him but he immediately began on another story about when he was chief gunner on the Olympia, Com- modore Dewey's Hagship at the battle of Manila Bay. He said he was gunner at casemate three under the starboard barbette. Ben claimed he fired the very shell that swept away the bridge of the Spanish cruiser Maria Ininira and exploded her magazine. I pointed out that the bridge was the highest solid structure and that the magazine was nowhere near it. That didn't ground him. He carefully explained that the shell passed through the bridge and into the forward stack where it fell down to the boilers and exploded. Sparks from the boilers llew to a small amount of ammunition being carried to nearby casemate. This explosion knocked a shell from its rack in the maga- zine which in turn exploded, blowing the whole magazine. That ended the life of the Maria lnlinita. During this time my lishpole had dropped nearer and nearer to the fishing smack, until now the hook had caught onto a pile of Esh on the deck. I hastily pulled it up, but the captain of the boat had seen me. He started for me. Exit-one boy and one old sailor full of yarns! EARLE TRICKEY, DIV. C-8 BUYING A NEW HAT - A WOMAN'S IDEA A new Easter bonnet! Shall it be red. green, blue or gray? She will decide that after she sees the hats. On entering the hat shop she saw a darling pillbox with a veil attached, After inquiring about this creation she tried it on. Then there was much time taken to decide whether or not it was the correct shape and a becoming color. After long consideration no decision was reached so the hat was laid aside and others brought out and tried on. After an hour of trying on hats of all shapes and colors, she decided to purchase the one she had tried on Hrst, but she was in- formed by the clerk that that particular hat had been sold while she was looking at the others. She was rather aggravated until the clerk brought a jaunty

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TPIIE I.lNCOI.NlAN Thirteen Probably the three thousand people who stood up had the same feeling of sadness. As she sat down we noticed that her guide kept her Fingers moving on her arm. This was the guide's way of conveying to Helen Keller what the master of ceremonies was saying by way of introduction. As she did her part that night every man and woman sat almost spellbound. Not a murmur or a whisper lest one miss even zt small part of it. This is what Helen Keller said: 'I was touched when educa- tors asked me to say a word to them and I must first say it was Anne Sullivan who gave me this privilege by imagining herself in my place and gave to me life and spirit which are so necessary to a happy heart. It is a revelation to me to know how students and teachers advance together full of hope for the future. To do this I know students must investigate life. Teachers today are doing so much to unify complex knowledge and to do this there must be kindness, cooperation. respect for fellow men, and lastly, they must remember to make every effort to grow in Gods image and likeness' This was the extent of her talk but, of course. these words came very slowly and very hard and not so clearly. but we sat at attention. 'If you were to have one wish granted. what would it be?' and h answer was, 'I would wish only for world peace and brotherhood From the nottbook of Mrs Roland E Stevens Brviiui STI vi N9 Dlx A 8 SPRING How I like the sweet spring air How glad I am that spring is here The little birds in their nests cry While larger birds around them ily The gardens are planted row by row, The farmer's no longer afraid of snow: The grass grows up all tall and green, And flower blossoms can be seen. The cows and sheep are having fun: They're out-of-doors and on the run. I-low happy is the month of May, For spring is here and here to stay. Qi Her guide asked her several questions and the last one was: ' .. .st X 'ttf RAYMOND NADEAU. Div, N-7. er