Maine Central Institute - Trumpet Yearbook (Pittsfield, ME)

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CLASS DDEM Here at the cross-roads we've come at last, Our worlc is ended, our dream is past. Fields before us unconquered lie, We'll attaclc them with vigor, not with a sigh. A million tomorrows for one yesterday, That is the price we gladly would pay To be entering again these halls so dear Filled with glad mem'ries, never a fear. Lessons and friendships have brought us much, Those are treasures no man can touch. Thus, with heads held erect and high, We pledge our hearts to M. C. l. Seelc the high road, that is our goal, Through success and failure as future years roll. As we climb the steep trails on each life's highway, May courage and honor guide us each day. Farewell, Alma Mater, we'll remain true To the ideals you have taught us, to the friends that we lcnew, And now we glance baclcward, at farewell we sigh, An interlude endecl-Alma Mater, goodbye. Philip Young Page Twenty-nine

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Oh look, here's a cablegram.-Call for help. Miss Madelyn Small's tap dancing classes for the Zulus in Africa have grown to such great numbers that help must be sent immediately. Let's look through the want adds. E. L.- l-lere-Wanted: Positions as dancing instructors, Avis Randall and Rosie Giovannucci. There, that fixes that. F. R.- l've always wondered where Madelyn Small was spreading her charms. E. L.- Flash-The inside story of Miss Opal Maxim, radio reporter over Station G. A. B. of Pittsfield and chief competitor of Walter Winchell, has a second interest- a model farm in Dexter. ls there a farmer? Who knows? F. R.- This envelope's from Turkey, Eleanor. Look it has an official seal. Afghani- stan, Turkey. Why it's from the Sultan of Turkey. What! Cecil Othello Lancaster! lt's a request, listen: To the Right Hon. Franklin Zebaniah Raymond: Dear Sir: The Sultan of Turkey desires that you inform Miss Marion Gordon to take next plane for Afghanistan to become a member of the advisory counsel made up of beau- tiful womenf' Signed, The Sultan of Turkey E. L.- You know, Zeb, l'm not a bit surprised. l-le always was the center of a group of girls. l-le's living up to his traditions all right. Boy, he must be in seventh heaven now. F. R.- Squimox, Alaska. Great discovery. Prof: George Webber of Harvard University has lust completed an instrument which when attached to the lobe of the right ear enables one to parlez-vous fluently. E. L.- What a help that would have been to us poor mortals in Mrs. Sherman's classes. , F. R.- Say, l wonder what time it is. Must be way past lunch time for l'm starved. E. L.- Me too. We'll finish these after lunch. Come on. Page Twenty-eight

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SENIDIQ CLASS Motto: Seek the High Road Colors: Green and White Flower: White Rose OFFICERS President . . . . . Arthur Hamilton Vice-President . . Alberta Hopkins Secretary . . Madilene Bradford Treasurer . . Reid Hersey CLASS ODE Page Thirty Tune: 'Til We Meet Again As we break this chain of golden days, Where we've spent four years in pleasant ways, We recall with throbbing heart- All the ioyous days together, Smiling through our tasks so loyally Drifting through the years so glad and free, But now we part to meet no more At dear M. C. l. Verse To the school of our youth we'll be faithful, Each day will bring memories bright, To the garnet and black we'lI always be true, And her battles we'll foyally Fight. The time has come when we must say goodbye, To friends and classmates here at M. C. l, Sad the parting, hard the task, As we turn from friends so true, We'll embark on life's tempestuous sea, May each face become a memory, Now we say our last farewell To dear M. C. l. -Eleanor Lane