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

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Zo M. F. H. S. PILOT gL4f s , ' 'g . i . . ll ll Ill -. ROMA IMMORTALIS Once upon a time there lived a little girl named Roma. ller father's name was Romulus and she had an uncle named Remus. She was a strong, sturdy girl and grew fast but she had one very seri- ous fault - she had not a good disposi- tion. .-Xs she grew older and stronger she became more and more bellicose and soon she had fought with all her neighbors: litrurian. Sabine, Magna Graecia, etc. Hut in spite of her veneer of malice she was really very kind-hearted and she adopted all these conquered neighbors who became part of her familia. lint all these victories had gone to her head and she longed for more power and dominion over more people so she sent her brave sons, such as, Caesar, Sulla, Pompeus, Scipiog to subdue some of her unfriendly neighbors - Carthage, Gaul, Greece. lfgypt. Now it happened that Roma had a rival whose name was Athena. :Xthena was very beautiful, far more beautiful than Roma, who to tell the truth was not very handsome. Although Roma did not have fallen arches, her arches were not nearly as shapely as Athena'sg and the form of her structure was not so graceful, her steps being too high to give a maidenly appearance. .'Xthena's interior was also much prettier. lt was covered with beau- tiful mural paintings of great art whereas Roma's interior was covered chiefly with a large appendix, much like those of our modern books, denoting more of a practi- cal than an artistic nature. lieing still rather juvenile Roma spent much of her time riding around with srulus whereas Athena, being of a literary turn of mind, sat on pillars and devoted her talents making columns for the Forum, a news- paper of that time. So you can easily see why Roma, being a woman, was jealous of Athena. ller animosities grew larger and larger, till at length she literally hated Athena, so she sent one of her sons, Sulla, to make .Xthena submit to her power which he did with little difficulty. Of course Athena poutecl a little at first but she soon decided to make the best of it and be friends with Roma. XYhen these two got together they be- gan talking, as women do, about the style of architecture to wear to emphasize their particular types of beauty. You know, my dear , Roma said, I just love the way you wear your Parthe- non, it's so becoming. XVhy yes , Athena said modestly, I pride myself it is rather handsome. And my citadel , Roma complained, I just cannot make that becoming. l have used paint and powder and polish, but somehow it doesnt do any good. l am so discouraged.

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Athena excitedly, struck with an idea: I know just the thing to dog I am going to give you beauty lessons. So Roma received lessons in beauty and culture from a capable teacher - Athena. This new Roma, schooled in culture and art, ruled her familia without the petty grievances that had been wont to arise among her children before. The gods, delighted with the deeds of both Roma and Athena, granted them a wish. Roma, as was her habit in matters of great importance, consulted Athena, who without a moment's delay answered, Let us ask for immortalityf, So they did. The unkind years Hy on. The grandeur of mighty Rome is dust, the superb tem- ples once rising proudly to the blue Italian skies are ruins, the gods themselves are gone - though not forgotten. But the spirit of Rome, made immortal by the stories and legends of heroes lives on! countless and gods, Frank Carter Jnvrs POCKET room for me , said a piece of he came tumbling into the deep dark hole called jim's pocket. Go back where you belong , whined a piece of string which had made a hasty departure from a box of tempting crackers. I'm almost choked to death, move over, you big bully , squeaked a wee bit of paper. Oh shut up , bellowed a handkerchief 5 l've been busy all day and I need some sleep. You can't do tower work and gos- sip all night. W'ell, argue all you want tog l'm seeking a cooler climate , and a big shiny flashlight pole-vaulted through one of the many exits to their crowded quarters. Don't let him beat us, a guy with no fight in him , and the doughnut Make fudge as S. PILOT 27 ushered the others onto the hard school- room floor. Boy, what a relief to stretch my legs again, it seems like old times . and the jackknife promptly fell asleep. The fall almost broke my neck, but I'd stand another cooking rather than - but just then a big hand clamped over the fudge's poor little head and a dark cavern with gleaming teeth closed over it. jim had discovered his loss. Lester Emery, '35 LANGUAGES Ah, there, Mr. American, do you really know what you have just used? No, I didn't think you did. Well, let me intro- duce myself as the English language, in person. I have been in this country for a compar- atively short time. Perhaps you didn't know that I was born in the Tigris and Euphrates valley, but such an un- happy childhood. My parents, who were signs and symbols, sought for vain glory and pushed their errant offspring into the background. But I kept pushing myself in when they had company, until finally the Romans adopted me. My new parents were very good to me, but soon a terrible thing hap- pened. I became separated from my relatives, so that I found myself a voter in France, Spain, Italy, and Portugal. Nevertheless, my condition could have been worse, for in these countries, I re- tained my original citizenship. In fact, a gentleman by the name of Anglo-Saxon agreed to form a corpora- tion with Julius Caesar as our manager. So, Mr. Yankee, you really own a share in this company and are receiving daily dividends, on an average of fifty percent because over half of your words come from the original Roman language.