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

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14 M. F. H. S. PILOT zlfiy 1gi5.a.- e H I .- 1-A I - .41 2 E1 1 H 'Wm 4 Lila 'N ., -gl' . f ...ie I I ' - it .f ll Ill . A VISIT TO A TOMB Being poverty-stricken, my friend and I decided to obtain money by some means fair or fowl. After due deliberation, Phacis, my friend, ex- claimed, VVhy, Garno, who not do a little grave robbing? It would stimu- late our low spirits. You know the clammy touch of a corpse is thrilling . It all sounded very gruesome but nevertheless we agreed to meet at Pine Grove Cemetery at twelve thirty the following night. The next evening I had fallen asleep in 1115' dilapidated armchair only to be aroused by a familiar voice crying, Garno! Garnol Come quickly! The moon is just rising and we have to be under cover soon . I sprang up instantly and we were on our way. On approaching the cemetery, we both became stricken with fear. My hands could scarcely hold the huge key which I had made to ht the lock to the tomb. XVC' sensed a moaning sound which proved to be only the gurgling of a nearby stream. Of course this was our first experience of this sort and we felt, oh! so queer. Pachis, being the bolder, snatched the key from my hand and unlocked the door. VVe entered. VVe were greeted by a musty odor and on lighting our lantern saw a venerable place lined on either side and in back with tiers and tiers of coffins of various colors and sizes. It was as silent as death except for a whispering sound that came from an enormous purple coffin. VVe ventured to look at the name plate but could not decipher it. Vtfe were gently lowering the coffin to the fioor when the cover broke in several pieces. The covering over the body crumpled to dust when I touched it and behold! I was looking upon the face of my brother. l fainted and on regaining conscious- ness found myself on the floor under my brother's bed. He was tugging at 1ny night-clothes trying to lift me back into my bed. You may be sure I was dazed for several minutes but finally I recol- lected that I had eaten ham and eggs, pickles, cream pie and black coffee for supper. I advise everybody to eat moder- ately before retiring. E. Norton

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' M. F. H. S. PILOT 13 Davis, second prize: and Anna Maxim, third prize. VVe all hope to enter the Senior Class next year. Zabelle Kolchakian SOPHOMORE REPORT Of the fifty-six Freshmen who en- tered M. F. H. S. in 1931, forty-four returned as Sophomores. Gladys Hap- worth and john Collins left after a short period and Hugh Rideout and Phillip Daniels entered. Soon after- ward Phillip Daniels left, leaving forty-three members. One of the first events of the year was to elect officers. The result was as follows: President, John Collins Vice-President, Rosalie Pike Secretary, Aletha Lawler Treasurer, Valma Edwards When our president, john Collins, left, our vice-president, Rosalie Pike, took his place and Emily Bridgham was elected vice-president. We held our first social during the fall term and are planning to hold another on April 22 of the spring term. The name of the play to be presented at that time is Hist! She's a Man . The committees for the social were elected as follows: Entertainment Committee: Janice King Jennie Bailey Robert Taker Music Committee: Aletha Lawler . Door Committee: Emily Bridgham Refreshment Committee: Evelyn Scully Hildred Bryant VVe received our class rings at the first of the year. FRESHMAN REPORT At the beginning of the school year sixty pupils entered High School as Freshmen. VVe all got our share of initiation, as we expected. For class officers we elected: President, Mattie Waldron Vice-President, Leonard Harriman Secretary, Glenna Hanscom Treasurer, Madeline Berry Only one girl, Margaret McAllister. of the Freshman class, tried out for girls' basketball. Edward King, Rob- ert Keene, james Chase, Everett Ben- son, William Martin, Phillip Merrill and Frank Millett made up the First Freshman team. At the Freshman social a short two- act play entitled Hiram and His Ped- dlers was given with other special- ties. This social was given during the Hrst part of the year. The entertain- ment committee, selected by the presi- dent consisted of Florence Watson, Glenna Hanscom and James Flanders. Several of the Freshmen attained an average rank sufficient to place their names on the honor roll, the highest being that of Madeline Berry. G. Hanscom

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M. IF. H. S. PILOT 15 A TEST OF COURAGE In two hours , Joan said, the races will begin and that means no more camp life until next season . That's right , I agreed, It's most over . VVe had finished our rest period in preparation for the races and were sitting on the bungalow steps. Here and there among the streaks of gold on the blue waters of the lake, canoes were idly drifting along. It's a warm day for dashes and swimming contests , mused Joan. I think Marion Marshall will win the quarter mile swim . You'll get the cup, Joan. Your speed has greatly improved in the last few days . Joan shook her head doubtfully. Marion is stronger than I. Never- theless, I shall do my best to win for the Blue Streaks. There were twenty-four girls at the Rainbow Lodge. They were divided into two groups of twelve, Blue Streaks and Red Flashes. Last year the Red Flashes had won many of the individual cups and the large cup offered to the group with the most points. During the practice periods this season the Blue Streaks were doing better work. i lf Ruth Bennett and I can win the half-mile run and the hundred yard dash, I have hopes for the Streaks , I commented. VVhile we were talking, Miss Ioyce, the swimming counselor, came out on the porch with a big glass pitcher in her hand. Will you and Joan please get me a pitcher of cool spring water ? she asked, Oh! -Ioan, she called as we started along, Will you take my whistle and call the girls to 1unch ? G1adly , replied Joan. just as I stooped to Fill the pitcher at the spring, a terrified voice came over the water. Help! Help ! it rang in pitiful tones. Without a moments delay I turned and ran to my boat which was hitched near the spring. The oars fairly flew and yet Joan was ahead of me when we reached the up- turned canoe of Marion Marshall. Blacky, the camp dog, was swimming vigorously around it and soon Marion's head appeared above the water. We managed to pull her into our boat. Blacky was struggling to climb into the canoe. I pulled him ashore with my com- panions who were too exhausted to talk. After we reached camp Marion ex- plained how she had thrown Blacky into the lake for a swim, how the canoe tipped over when she tried to help him into it, and how the sudden plunge and fright had given her cramps. I owe my life to you girls , she said, in tone of deep gratitude. Last night 1 boasted of my confidence to win the half-mile swim over Joan. In behalf of the Red Flashes, I announce that it has been unanimously voted to give the cup to the Blue Streaks and an individual cup to each of our hero- ines, with a postponement of the races until next season . M. Waldron