Mechanic Falls High School - Pilot Yearbook (Mechanic Falls, ME)

 - Class of 1931

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18 M. F. II. S. PILOT instance, he looks real hungry, and he is only about fifteen feet away, he seems glad to see you and is appar- ently preparing to spring in your direc- tion. Would you be afraid? Of course notg why should you be? The animal doesn't really exist. You only think it does. You wouldn't run away from nothing. Isn't it logical? If life is only a dream, then dream it as you want it. If nothing exists, then there is nothing to fear. Well, as I said, I never liked to work, and.I always wanted lots of things, so I wrote to Professor Apple- sauce. I gave his plan a fair trial but it took me quite a while to believe that I had a million dollars. I couldn't seem to think in the right way. After a while I began to doubt Professor Applesauce's theory. Now Professor Applesauce was sure that he was right. He guaranteed that if a n y b o d y doubted his theory and could prove to him that he was wrong he would give back the person's money and give him another fifty dollars to go with it. I wanted to get even with the pro- fessor and I decidedithat I wouldn't mind having the money, so I developed a scheme, whereby I could prove to the Professor that he was wrong. I arranged with a man who had a lion in captivity to forget to feed it for about a week, then to let me have the use of it. I was going to take the Professor by surpriseg we were to be walking along and the lion turned loose. My idea was that the Professor would show symptoms of fear. Well, he did. He was right behind me in climbing the firstptree that we could come to. Now, Professor , I said, I win. You were afraid. You ran from the lion, and climbed a tree. Why did you climb the tree if there was no lion and if you were not afraid? . But I didn't convince the Professor. All he said was, There was no lion. I wasn't afraid and I didn't climb a tree. There was no tree. The rest of the story is a little sad, but it is the truth. That lion felt pretty realg he also felt pretty hun- gry. I-Ie climbed the tree and, real or not, he ate the professor. That didn't satisfy him, there wa s something funny about that lion: he was hungry! And when he finished eating the Pro- fessor, he ate me! Moral: Never Sign on the Dotted Line . Leland Carter, '31 THE ASH-CAN VIOLETS On a cold, cloudy morning in April a small, slightly stooped, old man came around the corner of a dirty street. He wore a shabby, shiny, black frock coat and a derby hat. The cuffs of his shirt, which showed a little below his coat sleeves, were frayed but he looked as though he had tried to make himself as neat as possible. He shiv- ered slightly, and pulled his coat closer about his thin body. There was, on the same corner, an ash-can flowing over with rubbish such as: Paper bags, peanut shells, orange peel, and an old rubber that looked as though a dog had got it be- fore it fell into this last resting place. There was also the dirt that had been swept up off this same corner in the morning and, sticking up from all this

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M. F. II. fares of the city, she suddenly noticed a large no tic e reading: Nurses wanted. People Willing to Hide Their Troubles behind a Smile, Pre- ferred. A nd in s ln alle r print: Who wants your troubles and cares? When you have troubles, 'Laugh it ofl .,' Doris smiled involuntarily for this peculiarly-written sign brought back to her mind a lecture which their pro- fessor ha d delivered in Assembly, shortly before she h a d graduated. The substance of this lecture was: Do not carry a frown around when you are in trouble. Smile and make people believe you are happy, no matter what happens. Carry a smile around for reference. Doris hesitated only an instant and then squaring her shoulders she went up the white marble steps and quietly presented herself to the superintendent of nurses. With her c o n fl d e n c e restored and with a smile on her face it is needless to say that Doris was received. Of course she afterwards wrote home for references, but do you think she would have won out without her happy personality? Doris, throughout her tr a i n i n g course, was very much liked by all who came in contact with her. The pa- tients seemed to get well faster, those who passed to the world beyond in her presence usually had a smile on their faces. The younger girls, who got discouraged, after a talk with her, again became the bright and happy girls they used to be. All of this happened because of the sign, the lecture, A Smile for Ref- erence , and the courage of this girl S. PILOT 17 to hide her grief and troubles under Z1 happy exterior. Gladys Cox, '31 I SIGN ON THE DOTTED LINE I always wanted a million dollars and a lot of other things. Probably you want things, too. And you would be surprised how easy it is to get them. All you have to do is write to Pro- fessor Applesauce, Professor Ballony, or any of the others, and for only a little money, anywhere from ten to one hundred dollars, they will explain how it is done. They all have different methods, but they are all easy and are guaranteed to change your whole life over night, to bring you everything you want. But of all the ways to get what you want that I have ever seen that of Professor Applesauce appeals most to a lazy many it appeals most to me. By his method you don't have to do a thing yourself. How could you work or do anything 'of that nature when there is no such thing as work? Write to Professor Applesauce and he will explain fif you give him fifty dollars firstj that nothing really existsg we do not exist, everything we see or hearg our whole life is only a sort of dream. We just think we are living and doing things. See how easy it is! All you have to do is give Professor Applesauce Fifty bucks and think that you have a million dollars, and you have it. Pro- fessor Applesauce also explains that fear is unnecessary. Why should we he afraid of anything? Suppose you are out walking in the woods and you meet a wild animal, a lion or tiger, for



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M. F. II mess was a pitiful, small bunch of wilted violets. These violets were covered with dust and dirt but still they tried bravely to show up to a good advantage. The old man saw them and his pale blue eyes lighted up. He hurried over, took them gently out of the ash- can, brushed them off carefully and thought that they didn't look so bad after all. He picked a piece of brown wrapping paper from the ash-can and wrapped it around the violets, mutter- ing to himself the while, Bess will like these, Bless her! He glanced around as though he didn't want people to think that he was in the habit of picking things out of an ash- can, then he went on around the cor- ner. He walked on for almost a mile and a half though he looked wistfully at a passing trolley car once or twice, then shook his head and walked deter- minedly on. At last he came to a shabby brown house on a little-known street. The house had the same air of neatness that the old man had. The shabby old man looked eagerly at the windows and quickened his steps. He hurried up to the run-over porch and pushed open the door. The , door opened on to the sitting room. Lying on a couch next to the win- dow was a frail-looking girl of twelve years. She turned her head quickly to the door and cried, Daddy? The old man went to her side and said. I ha ve a surprise for you tonight. Guess! Let me touch it begged the girl and her father held his paper of flowers near her hand. Oh, I know, it's flowers , she cried. Oh and thcy're violets. But you shouIdn't S. PILOT 19 have spent your money for them, Daddy, when we're trying to save. 'II didn't, Bess dear. I found them. VVe can put them in water and they'll last for quite a while. I have another surprise, too. The man I work for gave me 5550.00 for your operation and I am going to work after hours to repay him. He asked me about my family and I told him about you so now you can have your operation next month. With the money we have and this we can pay for it. The girl turned to her father with a look of the greatest joy on her face and lifted her arms about her father's neck. Then one could see why she had to touch the violets to tell about them. She was blind. E. McCallister, '32 BLUE AGAIN Hurrah , shouted a multitude of people, simultaneously, as a blue monoplane lifted from the landing Field and, with its nose pointed east- ward, set off on a long journey. I For many weeks the owner of this plane had been preparing for this long trip, destined not to stop until it reached the small continent of Aus- tralia. Inside the cockpit, a plump, little girl with wavy, boyish-cut, red hair sat, looking ruefully at her instrument board and humming the popular song, Blue Again . Marjorie Lynne truly was little. Her red, Irish head rose c'-'actly sixty inches from the good old mother earth. In her flying suit she was a true Irish and twentieth century lass. Suddenly, she leaned out of the win-

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