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

Text from Pages 1 - 64 of the 1936 volume:

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PILOT Published by the students of MECHANIC FALLS HIGH SCHOOL Terms: .25 per copy EDITORIAL BOARD Editor-in-Chief First Assistant Second Assistant Activities Editor Girls' Athletic Editor Boys' Athletic Editor Literary Editor Alumni Editor Exchange Editor Art Editor Business Manager First Assistant Second Assistant joke Editor Senior Class Editor Junior Class Editor Sophomore Class Editor Freshman Class Editor Walter Harwood Dorothea Bridgham Laina Pulkkinen Allan jackson Hilda Harwood Clayton Strout Leland Farr I-Ielmi Pulklcinen Iola Davidson Harriet ,lewett Frank Williams Stanley Banks Richard Weston Virginia Frost Margaret Weston Pearl Flint Dana Raymond Phyllis Mixer CLAWKJT LANE? CLAWKJJ LINKS LWWKJ QJWND QJQND Behirzxiiun We, the students of Mechanic Falls High School Respectfully Declicate this Issue of the QDILOT To fMR. HARRY S. THOMAS Who as coach and teacher has guided us with unfailing efforts through our High School days M. F. H. S. PILOT Jimi, la :W LOOKING OVER EDITORIALS FOREWORD It is with the greatest pleasure that we. the Editorial Board, present the lVl. F. H. S. PILOT of 1936. For us who compiled this edition it will ever contain fond and treasured memories of the hours in which we planned and worked together under the guidance of our loyal teachers and Principal, Mr. Pottle. FBAMWORK Once again the cycle of time brings us to the yearly publication of the PILOT. In preparing this number for publication we are reminded of the necessity of teamwork on the part of the editors, instructors, and student body in order that this number may not fall below the standards of the preceding issues. Teamwork is the keynote of success in every department of our school life. I-Iow can any athletic contest be won without the united efforts of the play- ers, aided by the sympathy and cooper- ation of the cheering squad? The success of our social activities depends upon the teamwork of the par- ticipants. In no phase of extra cur ricula activities is success more dependent upon teamwork than in debating and dramatics. One may say that success in the class- room depends upon the actual work of each individual, but who can deny that best results are always obtained through the combined efforts of all members working together. Thus, we see the necessity of teamwork if we would make the most of our school life. As we go out from this school to take up our part in the world's work. we should be ever mindful of this same need. In business, in social living, and in public service each one should con- tribute the best he has for the advance- ment of the whole. 2 M. F. H. S. PILOT Someone has said that the aim of every true American should be to make his country the best in the world, his state the best in that country, and his town the best in that state. This can only be acquired through cooperation. Let us, then, be always ready to give our best to every worthwhile enterprise and to join with those about us in ev- ery helpful way to carry on the activ- ities of mankind. It ain't the guns nor armament, Nor funds that they can pay. But the close cooperation that Make them win the day. lt ain't the individual nor the Army as a whole, But the everlastin' teamwork Of every bloomin' soul. LELAND E. FARR, '36. TACT A JEWEL A most priceless jewel to possess and a vital factor in our lives, the open sesame to many varied and diliicult sit- uations, tact is quite an essential thing which we as individuals must acquire if we wish to climb the rocky and unstable ladder to success. Tact does not mean that we must agree with everything and anything someone else might propose, decidedly no: but it does imply that we should try to see the point of view of others. Then again, tact denotes alertness, whereby we quickly sense an awkward situation and try to avoid it. By culti- vating this method of so managing peo- ple as to not cause any discomfiture, we form a certain fineness that far too few of us ever obtain. To get the most out of life we must give it our best, and oftentimes we come upon a problem that requires tact. How very important, then, that we find and keep polished this priceless jewel, so that in time of need we may use it to create a shining and everlasting friendship with all. WALTER HARWOOD, '36. THE GREAT AMERICAN WORKSHOP The most important workshop in America is not the Ford plant nor the United States Steel Plant, but it is the American schools. Millions of dollars are being spent all over the country for the purpose of carrying on school work, giving boys and girls an opportunity to become ed- ucated, thus influencing them to later become worthy American citizens. Often students do not seem to realize the significance of this wonderful oppor- tunity that is provided for them. They seem to take everything for granted that is done for them and think that this is something they are entitled to. They do not seem to realize that their parents are striving to give them this chance. If they would only ask themselves these questions, Where did the prosperous business men of today get their founda- tion? Where have the executives of our country gotten their start? They would find the answer is 'ifrom the school, where these men have grasped the advantages that have been offered them. As Lincoln once said, You are the captain of your own ship, and it is your responsibility to bring it into port. The interest of the teacher in trying to cooperate with the students should not be left unmentioned, for if it were not for this cooperation the American schools would not be what they are today. LAINA PULKKINEN. M. F. H. S. PILOT STANLEY BANKS Stan Every day at half-past eight We look for Stan --he's never late5 He starts from home at twenty past, And reaches class still running fast. Band 11, 2, 3, 435 Glee Club 11, 2, 3, 435 Basket- ball 13, 435 Latin Club 13, 43 5 Operetta 11, 2, 3, 43 5 Assistant Business Manager ot Pilot 13, 43 5 Orches- tra 11, 2, 3, 435 French Club 13, 435 English Club 13, 43 5 Senior Play 143. Made Letter: Glee Club 11, 2, 3, 435 Band 11, 2, 3, 435 Orchestra 11, 2, 3, 43. MYRTLE BERRY Meng She's always in a hurry To get something done5 Whenever you see Myrtle, You see her on the run. Commercial Club 13, 435 English Club 1435 Class Will. FRANKLIN CHAPMAN chappfe, can Chappie,l' 'Thappief' what a manl He tries the very best he cang Some day we know that he'll succeed, If Hilja helps him. Oh, yes, indeed! Glee Club 1135 English Club 13, 435 Cross Country 13, 435 Track 13, 43. CHARLOTTE CLARK Baby Ah, Charlotte, we all think That you are sweet and shy5 But in Basketball how do you manage To get the score so high? Glee Club 133 5 Basketball 13, 43 5 English Club 13, 43. CLARENCE CLARK Cacky This is Cacky, Charlotte's brother. A Basketball player? Yes, he's another. Glee Club 11, 33 5 English Club 13, 43 5 Commercial Club 13, 435 Cross Country 13, 435 Football 11, 435 Basketball 13, 435 Baseball 13, 43. Made Letter: Glee Club 11, 335 Cross Country 1335 Football 1435 Baseball 133. F. H. S. PILOT MURIEL COPFIN Moody Muriel had the mumps, Clayton had 'em, too, We don't know where he'd been, We'll leave it up to you! English Club 13, 45, French Club 13, 45, AVIS CONANT Lightning Some day she'l1 be famous, Her voice in halls will ring, She's made a start already- You should hear our Avis sing. Glee Club 11, 2. 3, 455 Operetta 11, 2, 3, 453 Eng- lish Club 13, 45, French Club 13, 45: Volley Ball 135. FREEMONT CURTIS Freem If ever our class gets very bold, And things turn into a riot. Then Freemont stands up in his seat And says, Let's have it quiet! Football 12, 35, English Club 13. 45 3 Baseball 145. BARBARA DAVIS Babs Some men may prefer a blonde, But to our Babs all hearts responclg She makes young and old draw nigh- Mayhaps it's the twinkle in her eye. Glee Club 11, 35, French Club 133, 45, English Club 13, -155 Debating 135, Secretary of Class 125: Operetta 115. Maile Letter: Glee Club 11, 35. IOLA DAVIDSON Olie Clie goes to the A. and P. Her groceries to buy: The reason here is plain to see- Do we need to tell you why? Class Secretary 13, 455 Exchange Editor Pilot 1453 Latin Club 13, 455 French Club 12, 3, 455 Eng- lish Club 13, 45 5 Secretary of French Club 1354 Pres- ident English Club 145g Volley Ball 13, 455 Class History. Made Letter: Volley Ball 135. M. F. H. S. PILOT LELAND FARR Leland argues day or night, And always thinks he's in the rightg Some day we just hope he'll learn Tliat someone else must have a turn. Glee Club 11, 2. 33, Operetta 1135 Prize Speaking 1133 Commercial Club 13, 433 English Club 13, 435 Debating 13, 433 Senior Drama 1439 Secretary Com- mercial Club 1435 Secretary Student Council 143 5 Literary Editor of Pilot 143, Best Speaker in De- bating Contest 143g Salutatory. GILBERT FIFIELD Gibby Love Thy Neighbor is Gibby's motto, We hope he does just what he au-to. Band 1435 Glee Club 1433 Debating 1435 Operetta 1435 Commercial Club 143, English Club 1-13. Made Letter: Baud 1435 Debating 143, Glee Club 1-13 JAMES FRENCH Jimmy Jimmy had a Ford car, He didn't have it long, It was ready for the graveyard, He sold it for a song. Treasurer of Class 1133 Prize Speaking 1135 Glee Club 12, 3, 433 Latin Club 13, 439 French Club 13, 435 English Club 13, 43, Treasurer of French Club 1435 Senior Drama 1433 Football 113. VIRGINIA FROST Gin To be or not to be, Cried Gin, with an anguished air, Goolash or Pot Roast for Jimmy, And still with Red play fair. Prize Speaking 11, 23, Glee Club 11, 2, 3, 435 Bas- ketball 11, 235 Operetta 11, 2, 3, 43: English Club 13, 433 Latin Club 13, 433 Secretary Latin Club 1439 French Club 13, 435 Senior Drama 1435 Joke Editor Pilot'l 143, Essay. Made Letter: Glee Club 11, 2, 3, 43. M F H. S. PILOT ARA GOSS Gossy When a girl he chanced to meet, Ara blushed, oh, how sweet! Even so the girls all fall For handsome Ara, dark and tall. English Club C3, 43, Debating C433 Prize Speak- ing C3, 43. HILDA I-IARWOOD Houggie She starred in a play With Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer, But you should see how she rates With the Tom in Hawaii. Latin Club C3, 43, English Club C3, 435 French Club C3, 435 Glee Club Cl, 2. -3, 43: Operetta C1, 2, 3, 435 Prize Play C233 Basketball C1, 2, 3, 43, Senior Drama C435 Girls' Athletic Editor Pilot C433 Prophecy. Made Letter: Glee Club C1, 2. 3, 433 Basketball C43. WALTER HARWCOD Walt, Joe, Grouse We hear that VValt went hunting, To shoot himself some game, A wee Chickadee was all he saw, But he shot it just the same! Band C1. 2, 3, 43, Glee Club C1. 2. 3, 43 5 Operetta Cl, 2, 3, 435 Cross Country C1, 2, 3, 43: Track C2, 3, 433 Debating C335 Basketball C2. 3, 43, President Class C131 Vice-President Class t33g Latin Club C3, 43, French Club C3. 433 Captain Cross Country C43g English Club C3. 43, Prize Speaking C1, 2, 3, 43: Montgomery Speaking Contest C3. 43 5 President French Club C435 Second Assistant Editor Pilot C233 First Assistant Editor Pilot C333 Editor-in-Chief Pilot C433 Orchestra C1, 2. 3, 435 Valedictoryg Business Manager Senior Drama C43. Made Letter: Band Cl. 2, 3, 43: Orchestra C1, 2, 3, 439 Glee Club C1. 2, 3, 43, Cross Country C1, 2, 3, 433 Track C2, 3. 435 Basketball C3, 43, Debating C33. ROBERT HOWES Robby Robert Howes, Robby, Six feet two and eyes of browng Ah! here's to Robby, The class clown. Track C3, 433 Football C435 English Club C3, 433 Latin Club C43. Made Letter: Football C43. M. F. H. S. PILOT ALLAN JACKSON Elmer I-Ie's played the part of a hero, He's been a villain, too: In a play of any kind, He knows just what to do. Baseball 1333 Basketball 13, 433 Football 12, 433 Track 1433 Manager Track 1333 Glee Club 11, 2, 3, 433 Operetta 12, 3. 433 French Club 1333 English Club 13, 433 Prize Play 12, 333 Senior Drama 1433 Prize Speaking 13, 433 Activities Editor Pilot 1433 Cheer Leader 1433 Debating 1333 Marshal 1333 Gifts to Girls. Made Letter: Glee Club 13, 433 Track 1333 Cheer Leader. HARRIET JEWETT Happy Of boy friends she has many, And that's where the trouble starts: She'd like to choose just one, But it would break the rest of their hearts! English Club 13, 433 Latin Club 13. 433 French Club 13, 433 Glee Club 11, 2, 3, 433 Basketball 12, 33 3 Volley Ball 13, 433 Art Editor Pilot 1433 Property Manager Senior Drama 1433 Vice-President Latin Club 1433 Operetta 11, 2. 3, 43. Made Letter: Volley Ball 13, 433 Glee Club 11, 2, 3. 43. MILTON KEENE MiIty He doesn't wear a holster, He d0esn't shoot a glll'lQ He wears a big ten-gallon hat- We think it's just for fun! Glee Club 11, 2, 3. 43 3 French Club 13. 433 English Club 13, 433 Essay. WILLIAM MARTIN Bill As soldier boy or athlete, He's sure to win the day3 There's no reason why he shouldn't, When his girl's two doors away. Baseball 11, 2, 333 Football 12, 433 Basketball 11, 2, 3, 43: Track 12, 333 Commercial Club 13, 433 English Club 13, 43: Vice-President Commercial Club 1433 Treasurer Commercial Club 1333 Cross Country 1133 Vice-President English Club 133. Made Letter: Baseball 12, 333 Football 12, 433 Basketball 13, 433 Track 133. M F H. S. PILOT ESTHER PIKE Pikey In Basketball, when we need a liit, We call for Pikey. She's so Swift ! Basketball C1, 2, 3, 455 Senior Play C455 Volley Ball C3, 455 President Class C255 French Club C455 Latin Club C3, 455 English Club C3, 455 Prize Play C255 Glee Club C1, 2, 355 Track C255 Vice-President Student Council C455 Treasurer Latin Club C355 Class Editor Pilot C255 Prize Speaking C155 Address to Undergraduates. Made Letter: Basketball C255 Glee Club C1, 2, 355 Track C25, HELMI PULKKINEN Amy She played the part of Amy In our Senior Play5 But we think she'll be a typist In some future day. English Club C3, 45 5 Commercial Club C3, 45 5 Senior Drama C45 5 Alumnae Editor Pilot C455 Gifts to Boys. ARTHUR RICHARDSON Artie, Bill Latin is a language As dead as it can be5 lt killed the ancient Romans, And now it's killing Ar-tie ! Latin Club C3, 455 President Latin Club C455 Foot- ball C2, 455 Baseball C3, 455 Manager Basketball C455 English Club C3, 455 Secretary English Club C455 Track C455 Essay. Made Letter: Baseball C355 Football C2, 455 Bas- ketball C45. CLAYTON STROUT Clayt Clayton is our President, So tall and big and strongg We know he's smart4that's evident When class parts come along. Glee Club C3, 455 Commercial Club C3, 455 English Club C3, 455 Basketball C455 Baseball C3, 455 Class Treasurer C355 Class President C455 Athletic Editor Pilot' C455 Manager Football C455 Vice-President Commercial Club C355 Operetta C3, 455 Essay. Made Letter: Glee Club C3, 45. ROBERT TAKER Bob 1 think that I shall never see A horse with half the laugh of thee, And at throwing spitballs you're a wow! If I ask you, will you show me how? Baseball C2, 3, 455 Glee Club C1, 255 Basketball C355 English Club C45. Made Letter: Baseball C35. M. F. H. s. PILOT CARL TRIPP Tz'ippy A toast to TriDPY, a good old scout! ln Baseball watch him strike 'em out. Baseball 12, 3, 43 3 Football 11, 2, 43 5 English Club 13. 433 French Club 133. Made Letter: Baseball 12, 3, 43, Football 12, 43. RUBY TRIPP Rube, Booby To get us to NVashington You tried very hard, If you ever DO get there, Please send us a card. Volley Ball 13, 43 5 Senior Drama 1433 French Club 133 g English Club 13, 43. GERALD WATSON Gerry I-Ie's always asking questions To know the reason why: We really think an answer book Is the best thing he can buy. Glee Club 11, 3, 43g English Club 13, 433 Com- mercial 13, 43. MARGARET WESTON Peggy Talk about your actresses, Fame and fortune, too, Broadway, make room for Peggy, For she's surely coming through. Secretary Student Council 123, Treasurer Student Council 143: Orchestra 11, 2, 3, 43: Glee Club 11, 2, 3, 433 Prize Speaking 11, 2, 3, 435 Operetta 11, 2, 3, 435 Basketball 11, 2, 3. 435 Editorial Board Pilot 11, 433 Captain Basketball Team 143, Senior Drama 1433 Prize Play 12, 335 Latin Club 13, 435 English Club 13. 435 French Club 13, 43: President Class 133 3 Vicc'President Class 11, 23 3 Treasurer Class 143 g Spear Contest 12. 435 Oxford County Contest 1239 President English Club 1333 Prophecy. Made Letter: Glee Club 11, 2, 3, 433 Orchestra 111 2, 3, 439 Basketball 13, 43. 10 M. F. H. SENIOR CLASS REPORT With the proper amount of dignity becoming new Seniors, thirty-four stu- dents assembled in Miss Nelson's room at M. F. H. S. on September 16, 1935. A few days later, with all due sophisti- cation, we held our first class meeting and elected as officers: President ......... Clayton Strout Vice-President .,., ..... W illiam Martin Secretary ,.,....... ..,.... I ola Davidson Treasurer .....,....,.,.., Margaret Weston Our president elected a committee of eight people to serve on the Freshman Initiation committee, four members, William Martin, Virginia Frost, Wal- ter Harwood, and Margaret Weston, from the Senior class. On October llth, our class presided over a candy booth at the annual school fair. The next week we held our class social and presented short plays and readings. Tryouts were held for the Senior Play, Huckleberry Finn, in Novem- ber and the play was presented Decem- ber 20th, with the following cast: Huck Finn .................... .,.. A llan Jackson Tom Sawyer ...... ..,..... L eland Farr Ruthe Watson ..... ,..,.,. V irginia Frost Mary Jane ..........., ......,..... E sther Pike Aunt Polly .......,,.....,., ..,.,. M argaret Weston Clara Whoppinger ....,. ......... H ilda Harwood Amy Whoppinger Helmi Pulkkinen Mr. Finn ....,,,...,.. ,..,,.. S tanley Banks Fred Raymond .....,..,................. James French Melba ......,................,,.......,..,.... Ruby Tripp thank Mrs. Mains and their line coaching and advice. Credit goes to Walter Harwood and Stanley Banks as business man- agers. Four of our class were represented at the Lewiston Basketball Tournament: Walter Harwood, William Martin, We wish to Mr. Pottle for S. PILOT Clarence Clark, and Clayton Strout. During the year frequent class meet- ings were held. At one time we planned a Washington trip, but a lack of class funds forced us to abandon the idea. In February prize speaking tryouts were held and of the Seniors, Walter Harwood and Margaret Weston were chosen for the finals. On May lst Walter Harwood went to the Mont- gomery Speaking Contest at Colby and Margaret Weston went to the Spear Contest at Bates. April 8th was declared a Senior holi- day and what dignity we had left dis- appeared when we had our pictures taken. Class parts were announced in March as follows: Valedictory . ..,. .,..., W alter Harwood Salutatory . ,......,.. Leland Farr Essay ......,. ....,...... M ilton Keene Essay .,,.. ...,........ C layton Strout Essay ....,.,.,..,.,......... ,..... A rthur Richardson Essay ...............,.,..,..,........,..... Virginia Frost Address to Undergraduates .....,..,... Esther Pike Gifts to Girls ...,......,.............,... Allan Jackson Gifts to Boys .........,.............. Helmi Pulkkinen Prophecy .... Hilda Harwood, Margaret Weston Class History ,.,.......,................. Iola Davidson Class Will ...,......,.,.............,....... Myrtle Berry During the year we lost three of our class mates: Iva Foss, Methal Cox, and Philip Chapman. Gilbert Fifield trans- ferred to us from Edward Little, mak- ing a graduating class of thirty-one. May We, the class of nineteen thirty- six, carry with us the fine ideals we have made here, so we can some day say that-like the good sportsman-we have risen to the top and won because we too have played the game fairly. JUNIOR CLASS REPORT The class of thirty-seven held its first meeting during which the following students were elected as oilicers: M. F. H. S. PILOT 11 President .......,.... ....... A llan Johnson Vice-President .............. Richard Keene Secretary .....,...... 4..., J acqueline Goss Treasurer ....,..........,.,.r Glennis Ridley By a recent ruling, each class has but one social a year. The Junior class gave theirs November 15th. A play, entitled The Pampered Darling, was pre- sented by the following students: John Merrill, James Maxim, Chester Ray- mond, Dorothy Wellander, Dorothea Bridgham, Jacqueline Goss, Elsie Whit- tier and Pearl Flint. Two solos were sung by Anna Gilman and Clarence Swift. The Second Annual School Fair was held October llth. The Juniors' hot dog stand was well patronized. Richard Keene was King of the Win- ter Carnival. Chester Raymond won second place in the Cross Country Snowshoe Race. The Juniors were well represented in sports and clubs. They were: Boys' Basketball-Richard Keene, Keith Cole, Chester Williams. Girls' Basketball-Evalyn Knight, Dorothea Bridgham, Manager. Baseball-Richard Raymond. Football-Maynard Brackett, Frank Williams, Richard Keene. Volley Ball-Dorothea Bridgham, Evalyn Knight, Marion Jewett, Man- ager. Debating-Helen Rowe, Dorothea Bridgham. Orchestra-Anna Gilman, Evalyn Knight, John Merrill, Frank Wliliams, James Maxim. Band-Anna Gilman, Chester Ray- Raymond, Frank Margaret Chase, Keene, Chester mond, John Merrill, James Maxim. Cross Country-Donald Lewis. Prize Speaking-Evalyn Knight, Dorothy Daniels, Elsie Whittier, Mar- garet Chase, Dorothy Wellander, Mar- ion Jewett, Pearl Flint. With deep regret we regard our loss of Frances Robbins, a star guard for the Varsity Team. Her work with the Popular Music Orchestra was well done. Since our Freshman year we have been blessed with Helen Pulkkinen's good humor and merry smile. We hope to see them with us again. During the year Stephen Smith, Margaret Whittemore and Leon Mag- nus have entered our class. There lies much good material in these new mem- bers which can be quickly recognized. The greater part of the school, plus some members of the faculty, consider the Juniors as slightly demented be- cause we chose black and silver as class colors. May we defend ourselves by saying that at least we are not hesitant to turn aside from the beaten path? With the knowledge that the ma- jority of the Juniors wanted to refrain from marching, the Seniors voted against displaying the Juniors at Com- mencement. Now, as is human nature, some Juniors have changed their minds. The question is-what next? PEARL FLINT, 137. SOPHOMORE CLASS REPORT Out of the forty-live students who enrolled as Sophomores this year, the following four were selected as class officers: President ..,....,.... Leighton Hutchinson Vice-President .,.,....,,., Richard Weston Secretary .,.,.., .,.....,. E llen Farr Treasurer ....... ,,... A lthea Davis 12 M. F. H CLASS CALENDAR October 3-Election of class oflicers. November 27-Class social, at which was presented the play The Silver Lining, also specialties. December 20--Class rings received. February 12-Conducted Lincoln Assembly. True school spirit has been shown in the tryouts for the different activities. We are proud to present the following list who already have earned their letters: Cross Country-Charles Merrill, Dana Raymond. Football-Richard and Robert Weston. Girls' Basketball -Welthea Clark, Althea Davis, Elsie Knight, Ruth Mor- ton, Mae Strout. Boys' Basketball--Richard Weston. Band - Richard Weston, Ralph Libby, William Coolidge, Dana Ray- mond, Beverly Berry, Clifford Strout, Elmer Chipman, Robert Haskell. Orchestra-Robert Weston, Beverly Berry, Elmer Chipman, Dana Ray- mond, Robert Haskell. Operetta - Leighton Hutchinson, Robert Weston, Richard Weston, Bar- bara Allard, Dana Raymond, Stage Manager. Prize Speaking-Clifford Strout, Mae Strout, Elenor Hobbs, Laina Pulk- kinen, Richard Weston. In addition to these listed honors we have a goodly number represented in the 'Glee Club and Volley Ball. Last but not least, each ranking period finds a good percentage of the class on the Honor Roll. Our coach says, It's time to get busy for track and baseball, Coming, Harry. L. DANA RAYMOND, '38, S. PILOT FRESHMAN CLASS REPORT When school opened in the fall of 1935, there were 51 pupils in our class: now there are 38: 21 boys and 18 girls. For class oflicers we elected: President ...................... Glennis Coffin Vice-President ..,....... Pauline Giddinge Secretary ....... ...... E velyn Hobbs Treasurer ,........ ,...... , Roland Benson At the Freshman social given Decem- ber 13, 1935, the play Grandma's Christmas Guest was presented. The cast of characters was: Mr. Dyson ............................ Lawrence Chase Mrs. Dyson ..........,.......,.. ...... P hyllis Grant Grandma Dyson .... ...... P hyllis Mixer Mr. Montford ..,... ....... R alph Allen Harriett ...............,. ............ J une Grant Vera ..........,............., ....,... E ldora Stevens Alma Mason Negro Woman Servant ................ Foteous Mitchell Negro Man Servant ......,....... The Black Phantom ,..,............ Arnold Leavitt An assembly program was given by this class on Temperance Day, March 6th, Several members of our class are en- gaged in the activities of the school. Those members belonging to the Glee Club are: Pauline Giddinge, Phyllis Mixer, Ralph Allen. Members of the Band are: Glennis Coffin, Ralph Allen, Gerald Rowe. Donald Winslow. Glennis Coffin represents the class in the school orchestra. Members who went out for Basketball Were: June Grant, Evelyn Hobbs, Roberta Grant, Helen McMorran, Phyllis Grant. Members who went out for Volley Ball were: Alma Mason, Phyllis Mix- er, Evelyn Hobbs, Phyllis Grant, Helen McMorran. Members of the Freshman Boys' Basketball Team were: Lawrence Chase, Roland Benson, Orville Farr, M. F. H. S. PILOT 13 Foteous Mitchell, Walter Chapman, Ralph Allen, Pearl Duchette. Gerald Rowe represents the class in Track. Evelyn Hobbs, Roberta Grant, Arnold Leavitt, and Phyllis Mixer made the finals in Public Speaking. Due to the illness of Phyllis Mixer, Helen McMor- ran, alternate, also spoke in the finals. Prizes in the Freshman and Sophomore group went to: lst, Arnold Leavitt: 2nd, Roberta Grant: 3rd, Helen Mc- Morran. Arnold Leavitt, the first afiirmative speaker on the Debating Team, helped the affirmative side to a victory. Pauline Giddinge was chosen as alternate for the negative side. PHYLLIS MIXER, '39. M. F. I-I. S. PILOT IIIITITOIIIAI. IIUAIIIP Imfl lo l.'iyl1l.Nr'al1'rI: IT, Ilx'III,:'Imm, IXI. XYe-stun. NY, Iiurworul. II, .II-wvtt. l'. MINI Wwzrlfl l.'u11': II. I'uIIiIiinI-11. II. Ilzlrwouml, Y. Frost. II. I'uIIiIcim-n. I, lmvislscm IIII. I'hif'1l l.'r11l': Il. Xhxslmu, If. XYiIIiums, A, .lzu-Iiswm, U. Struut. S. Ilnnks. I1 Ilzxymoml I I 11'r. SIGNIOII DRAMA VAST Iwjl la Night. Sratcrl: Ii. 'l'ripp, H. Harwood. Y. Frost, M. XX'es1on, ' W4-nml linux' II. I'uIkkinen, I.. Farr, A. Jackson, S. Iiunks, J. French, IG, I'1ke. Ir M. F. H. S, PILOT l..X'l'IN 4'I.l'Il Iwf! In l.'i!lf1f, Svfzlrrl: IM. XVvsIun. II. Ilzxrwmul, Y. Ifrnsl, Il, 'I'ri111x, II. ,lmfwa-11 iv. I. Imvnlsml, IK Illml. N: mzrl lion 4' I'ri1I- h:1m. II. lin-Fry, lb. Imnivls, M. Struul. A. Ilzlvis, XY. I'IllI'Ix 1' .., ,., HI,LfIl1lIIl. .I. .I4xIms4m. ' ' ' - ' ' ' 4' ' ' 'on I l rvm'Il Il IIHWI Il111'rII.'ol4',' Il. XM-slmx, A. IIIKIIIIIIIFUII. II, Ilutahmw . .. . . N I inks, IF. llzlymunml, W. II:u'wumI, Il. XVvIIs. I IiI'INl'II 1'l.I'I! Imfl In lfiulll. Sf'11l1'1I,' M. XYvslun, II. Ilzlrwmul, Y. Ifrust. Il. .Im-wvll, II. I7.111i1 gg: . . :Hs , fl. iw-. IT I :ul hmm l lhxxl mm I I'Ix Nrvrzzlrl I.'n1r: A. Vsmunl, M. l'uIIIn. Mrs. Mzxins, N. Ulmsv, Il. Imvxs. I'. I'lm1 I 1 I111 Im X 1 I' , . . .Iul1nsm1. 'l'l1ir1l l.'n1f.' .I, Maxim. .I. I'Il't'Ilt'Il, I . XYi!Iiums, W. Ilurwmul, S. Iiamks, M, Km- M. F. H. S. PILOT COMMERCIAL CLITII Imfi lo I.'igIM,Sf311Ilrfl.' E. NVhittirr, li. Keene, H. Pulkkinvn, M. In-rry, ll. Hilturmn X lu ve, .I. Goss, 1.3. Emery. Srfvmlfl fn'0Il7.' R. Millett. D. XV9llz1nder, M. Tlirney. 1VIisS. Hyatt. D. Harry. A. Gilman 'l'I1iwI l.'ou'.' I.. I :u'r, lj. Ifiliclxl. ll. Watson. KT. Strout, IJ. lmwis. M. Martin izmymoml, C. C'l:1rk. DEBATING TEAM Left to l?ight,Sf7utc1l: P. Giddinge, H. Rowe, D. Bridgham. Scconrl How: L. Farr, B. Leavitte, G. Fitield. M. F. H. S. PILOT IIUYS' Il,XSKlC'I'l!.Xl.I, Imjt In lfiyhl, Svuirrlx ll. Xhxstun, li. Km-my W. Martin. li.1'nh- XY lI'xrxx'mmml Scwmrzl I.'o1f'.' 1'.l'l:u'k. hlzlxlalgvr A. lliCh2lI'tlSOIl, lf, XYilli:xms, l'.St1'u'ul ,4 l' nf ml . ', L jmu GIRLS' HASKl+I'1'1iA hh Left to Right: IC. Knight, MZlHZlKf'I' M. Ulmsv, A. Davis, M. Slruul, M. Wm-stun I . . , , xllliljlll, XX. 1 lark, ll. Harwood, D, HI'illQ.l'hlllU. U. Clark. M. F. H. S. PILOT ORCH ICSTRA lmfl lo lfiyhi. S1vaIfvl.' li. Rvrry, IG. Knight. M. XVosiun, A. Gilmfm. G, Pofiin. vm-mul l.'ou': R. H'1ski'l. IC. Uhipmun, S. Hunks. XV. IIIXIWVOOII, F. NYilli:1mS. .I. Merrill, i M nxim. IT. Iiziymonrl. ll. Wvsmn. BAND Imft to Right, Seated: E. Chipman, H. Berry, A. Gilman, G. Cofiin. C. Strout. Svvoml How: J. Maxim, VV. Coolidge, R. Haskill, R. Allan. D. Raymond, G. Rowe Thirrl1Cow.' J. Merrill, S. Banks, NV. Harwood, D. VVinslow, R. Libby. M. F. I-I. S. PILQT VOIAIJGY HALL Im!! lo IFi!1I1l'.S1'r1lr'rI.' IC. llohhs. Iv. I5I'iI1f.fh2iYT'l. VV. Flark. li. Knight. l. Imvidsmm. S1'c'on1I Ifolri ll. Jvwvtt. A. Davis, lN1anz1gvr M. .l0wvtt. IG. Knight. ll. Tripp. FOOTBALL Lrft to Night: R. VVells, F. Williams. A. Richardson, C. Tripp. M. Bracke-tt R. Howes, Ii. Keene. Svvonrl Row: C. Clark, R. VVest0n, Manager C. Strout, R. Weston, XV. Martin. M. F. H. S. PILOT IZASICI1.-XLI. Imfl In Night: li. He-nsm1. G. Rowe. S11-om! l.'o11'. S1'aIzr1I.' IG. Hutchinson, U. 'l'ripp. U. Ulznrk. R, Taker, C. Raymond. 'l'hirrI l.'u11'.' NlllI11lf2,'0I'll. XVvston, A. Richardson. F. Stroul. A. Jackson. li. Keene Chase. CROSS COUNTRY Left to Right, Seated: F. Chapman. NV. Harwood. U. Ulark. Srwrnul ll'0ll'.' U. Austin. D. Lewis, D. Raymond, G. Rowe. M. F. H. S. PILOT 21 CTlVlTlIl-ZS LATIN CLUB The following oflicers were elected for Societas Latina this year: Presi- dent, Arthur Richardson: Vice-Pres- ident, Harriet J e w e t t: Secretary, Virginia Frost: Treasurer, Charles Bridgham. It was decided that the Sophomores should be admitted this year and this increased the membership of the club to twenty-five members. The success of the club was mostly due to the faithful sponsorship of Mrs. Helen Aaron. Editors for the club paper were: Ed- itor-in-Chief, Stanley Banks: Assistant, Pearl Flint: Business Manager, Walter Harwood: Exchange Editor, Richard Weston: Joke Editor, Esther Pike: Art Editor, Harriet Jewett: Literary Editor, Ruby Tripp. FRENCH CLUB Membership to Les Francais Anglais is elective to only the two upper classes. Officers for this year were elected as fol- lows: President, Walter Harwood: Vice-President, Stanley Banks: Secre- tary, James French. La Fleur de Lis, the club paper, did not appear this year. Programs include French, games, songs, plays, cross-word puzzles and other material. The club is indebted to the patience of our adviser, Mrs. Mains, for a successful year. Debating teams and all clubs give credit toward the extra unit required for graduation. Each club meets in turn once a month in the clubroom. BAND, ORCHESTRA AND GLEE CLUB For the Hrst time in the history of the school, the all-state music festival was held here, May 8th, Over 1,000 stu- dents from schools in the western part of the State of Maine were enrolled. Governor Brann and State Commis- sioner of Education Bertram E. Pack- ard were honored guests. Guest con- ductors were Paul Melrose of South Portland, Eldridge Pitcher of Belfast and Herman Rowe of Waterville. Mechanic Falls music department took part in the following events: Mass band, orchestra and chorus, unit band, orchestra and chorus. The music department will take part in the unit band and the unit glee club at the New England Music Festival to be held in Portland, May 22nd and 23rd. Glee club, band and orchestra put on a cabaret show during fall term. A costume social was held May lst. Band and orchestra also furnished music for senior drama, prize speaking, Memorial Day, May 30, Baccalaureate Service, Class Day and Graduation, while members of the glee club sang at Baccalaureate Service. The annual operetta was given February 19th. THE ENCHANTED ISLE TIME: The fall of the year 1836. PLACE: A fishing village on the Island of Mallorca. CHARACTERS Frederic Chopin ......,..... Leighton Hutchinson Elena ....,.......,...,.....,..............,.. Anna Gilman Mama Gomez ..... ,...... M argaret Weston 22 Papa Gomez Ramon ......, Rosita ....,... Conchita .... Maria ......,.. Miguel ......, Benito .... Jaun .,,....,...,,.......,..,..,........... M. F.H John Merrill Walter Harwood Pauline Giddinge Adeline Klain Evalyn Knight .. Stanley Banks . Robert Weston Frank Williams Q DEBATING The aflirmative team, consisting of Leland Farr and Arnold Leavitt with alternate Gilbert Fifield, won the debate with Lisbon here at the Auditorium, and the negative team, consisting of Helen Rowe and Dorothea Bridgham with alternate Pauline Ciiddinge, lost to Oxford at Oxford in the Bates Inter- scholastic Debating League held March 27, 1936. The teams were coached by Miss Dorothy Martin of Bates College. Leland Farr was judged as best speaker of the evening at the debate held here in the Auditorium. SCHOOL FAIR A large parade, in which each class was represented by a gaily decorated car, started the second annual school fair, October l lth. It was a larger event than last year. Each class and club had charge of a booth. A track meet with Jay and Lisbon was held in which our own team emerged victorious. The girls' Volley Ball team won a double-header, one game with the Ox- ford team and two with the West Paris team. A social was held in the evening while refreshments were still on sale at the booths. COMMERCIAL CLUB The first meeting of the Mechanic Falls High School Commercial Club was held Wednesday, October 9th, in the Auditorium. The following officers for the year were elected: President, S. PILOT Myrtle Berry: Secretary, Leland E. Farr: Treasurer, Helen L. Rowe. Miss Hyatt announced that the proj- ect to be carried out for the year, instead of being individual scrapbooks as pre- viously, would be a club paper. The editorial staff were elected as follows: Editor-in-Chief, William Martin: As- sistant Editor, Evalyn Knight. Evalyn Knight withdrew from the club and Mildred Perry was elected to fill the vacancy. At the close of the second meeting a short initiative program was presented by the Juniors, followed by refresh- ments. The Commercial Club lost one of its members when Philip Merrill moved to Damariscotta. It was decided that we should ask the other clubs to contribute news from their clubs, if they so wished. Myrtle Berry was appointed to confer with the various club officers in regard to this matter. The Commercial Club paper, The Mercury, was published the -week of December 20th. The copies went like hot cakes! At the meeting in January a spelling contest of business terms was held. Hilja Hiltunen was the winner of the contest. The preliminaries for the Typing Contest were held at the March meet- ing. Plans are being made for another issue of the club paper to which each member will contribute. Instructions in filing will be given at the next meeting. Each individual member of the club will have a project to carry out on the Ditto Machine. The project will con- sist of an illustrated sales letter. M. F. H. S. PILOT 23 3-gfa . X Li C 25 BOYS' ATHLETICS Baseball The Mechanic Falls High baseball team had a very enjoyable and success- ful season, winning eight out of ten games played. SUMMARY M. F. H. S. l8 Lisbon 3 M. F. H. S. 10 Monmouth Acad. 5 M. F. H. S. 15 Oxford l M. F. H. S. 8 Jay 7 M. F. H. S. 14 Monmouth Acad. 5 M. F. H. S. l Leavitt 5 M. F. H. S. 9 Alumni 3 M. F. H. s. ll Jay 0 M. F. H. S. Z Leavitt 3 M. F. H. S. 17 Lisbon 4 Track The track and Held team had a suc- cessful season and showed much im- provement over the previous year. The team won a triangular meet at Lisbon, a dual meet at Leavitt, and a meet with Leavitt at Mechanic Falls. The team also competed in the Oxford Schoolmasters' Association meet at Hebron Academy, taking fourth place. Cross Country The Mechanic Falls High School cross country team was defeated for the Iirst time in five years, losing two dual ' 9 TICS meets. The team, however, won a tri- angular meet, the first in which they have competed for three years. SUMMARY M. F. H. S. 43 Bates Freshmen I8 M. F. H. S. 36 Willtun .10 M. F. H. S. l6 Lisbon 39 M. F. H. S. 27 Jay Z9 Lisbon 06 Football The Mechanic Falls High football team had a fairly successful season. Although the team will lose four lettermen by graduation. there are many prospects of having a strong fast team next season. SUMMARY M. F. H. S. 6 Winthrtwyv 7 M. F. H. S. 6 Hebron Reserves 7 M. F. H. S. 13 Hebron Reserves 6 Basketball The Mechanic Falls High basketball team had another successful season un- der the coaching of Harry Thomas, winning nine out of thirteen games played. The team for the third year in suc- cession was again invited to the Lewis- ton Small School Tournament, but were defeated by Oxford High in the second game of the preliminaries. 24 M. F. H. SUMMARY M. F. H. S. 29 Livermore Falls 38 M, F. H. S. 32 Alumni 19 M. F. H. S. 52 Winthrop 13 M. F. H. S. 36 Jay 53 M. F. H. S. 60 Leavitt 13 M. F. H. S. 48 Mystics 33 M. F. H. S. 29 Norway 21 M. F. H. S. 45 Jay 33 M. F. H. S. 41 Winthrop 20 M. F. H. S. 16 Oxford 27 M. F. H. S. 26 Oxford 36 M. F. H. S. 32 Leavitt 26 M. F. H. S. 31 Livermore Falls 23 TOURNAMENT SCORES M. F. H. S. 36 Norway 20 M. F. H. S. 22 Oxford 40 M. F. H. S. 38 Hallowell 25 CLAYTON STROUT, '36. GIRLS' ATHLETICS The girls' basketball team had a more successful season this year, winning six games in all. We had the misfortune of having one of our forwards injured in a game which resulted in her not being able to play until the last of the season. Those who went out for basketball were: June Grant, Esther Pike, Char- lotte Clark, Welthere Clark, Hilda Har- wood, Margaret Weston, Dorothea Bridgham, Adeline Klain, Althea Davis, Ruth Morton, Josephine Doucette, Elsie Knight, Evalyn Knight, May Strout, Eleanor Hobbs, Evelyn Hobbs, Phyllis Brackett, Lilla Whittier, Roberta Grant, Helen McMorran, Phyllis Grant, and Margaret Chase, Manager. Those who made their letters are: Margaret Weston, Captain: Evalyn Knight, Welthere Clark, Hilda Har- wood, Elsie Knight, Dorothea Bridg- ham, Althea Davis, May Strout, Charlotte Clark, Ruth Morton, and Margaret Chase, Manager. Much credit is due Miss Hyatt and Mr. Pottle for their splendid coaching. The team will lose only three members by graduation this year. We would S. PILOT also like to extend our appreciation to our Manager, Margaret Chase. Our schedule for the season was as follows: Casco, 21: Mechanic Falls, 18-At Mechanic Falls. Livermore Falls, 33: Mechanic Falls, 15-At Livermore Falls. Alumnae, 23: Mechanic Falls, 26--At Mechanic Falls. Winthrop, 38: Mechanic Falls, 22-At Me- chanic Falls. Jay, 23: Mechanic Falls. 19-Ar Jay. Leavitt, 6: Mechanic Falls, 35-At Mechanic Falls. Alumnae, 16: Mechanic Falls, 37-At Mechan- ic Falls. Jay, 23: Mechanic Falls, 14-At Mechanic Falls. Winthrop, l6: Mechanic Falls, ll-At Win- throp. Oxford, 26: Mechanic Falls, 29-At Mechanic Falls. Oxford, 32: Mechanic Falls, 21-At Oxford. Leavitt, 24: Mechanic Falls, 52-At Leavitt. Livermore Falls, 19: Mechanic Falls, 44-At Mechanic Falls. The volley ball very successful season, winning the two games with West Paris and the game with Oxford. Those going out for volley ball last fall were: Dorothea Bridgham, Har- riet Jewett, Ruby Tripp, Marie Prince, Phyllis Mixer, Althea Davis, Iola Dav- idson, Welthere Clark, Elsie Knight, Evalyn Knight, Eleanor Hobbs, Phyllis Brackett, Evelyn Hobbs, Adeline Klain, Phyllis Grant, Alma Mason, Helen McMorran, Pauline Danforth, and Roberta Grant. Those who made the first team were: Elsie Knight, Iola Davidson, Evalyn Knight, Dorothea Bridgham, Harriet Jewett, Ruby Tripp, Althea Davis, Eleanor Hobbs, and Welthere Clark. Their success is due to the coaching of Miss Hyatt and their Manager, Mar- ion Jewett. They are looking forward to a successful spring season. HILDA HARWOOD, Girls' Athletic Editor. team last fall had a M. F. I-l. S. PILOT 25 - zll-'PIT-1' , g T4 , fa. El '.' ' -tain. X A I, ' ' M' l ' . ll ll lil RICHARD HOLLAND FORGETS Absentmindedly, he lay staring at the ceiling. Yes, he must leave the pro- tecting bed. He must rise and be ready for the new day. New day? It was not a new day for Richard Holland. It was a continuation of the day before. And the days and days before that. Yet it was hard. Hard to leave the comfort- able bed. Today he would see Gainsmith. They would talk. Gainsmith, his office boss. Last night Lucille had told him. She was leaving for the Catskills with George. Lucille was always daring. To dare to tell him that, when he had planned the same trip with her. It was going to cost them a little over a hun- dred dollars. They had had it all fig- ured out. It was the last break. He should have seen it coming. She had let him go so slowly that he had never noticed it. He was getting up. He was dressing. What had he done the night before? The clouds must clear away soon. He was putting on his shoes. No. He was still in bed. Oh Lucille, why could you not have been kinder? Richard Holland pushed himself out of bed. Lucille--Gainsmith. Hello, Mrs. Langdon? The Gib- bons? All right. I'll see you then. Mrs. Langdon. Why hadn't he told her he was busy? He did not want to join the Gibbons for lunch. Why, in this modern era, did people have to ever do things they didn't want to do? The Gibbons. They would talk no end. Gainsmith, Lucille, Mrs. Langdon, the Gibbons, breakfast. Breakfast alone. Toast and coffee. Save the toast! Oh! Toast, burned to a crisp. Why did this have to happen? What was that? His eyes were wet. Silly. Crying over burned toast. He burst out laughing. It was a weeping laugh. He was laughing at himself. It just proved how worked up he was. Oh, if he could get away from it alll The razor. Don't be foolish! Gain- smith, Lucille, Mrs. Langdon, the Gib- bons. They would talk to him. He was in the street. He had it. A ride through the park. See the city, Yes, that was it. Riding through the shaded streets consoled him. But he was always thinking. Lucille. I must get away from it all. I will travel across the country. I will be a hobo. Live in jungle camps, and ride freight cars. No. I will join a lumber Z6 M. F. H. camp. Live in the open, feel the smell of the fresh young lumber. Or go into the west. To seek my fortune, like my forefathers. The bus was approaching Garrison Bridge. At the piers below Richard Holland saw a ship. His ship. He would sail aboard that boat as an able seaman. He would go to Calcutta, Singapore, Australia, South America. He would forget his sorrows in the ad- venture of the seas. Richard Holland came to his feet atop the sight-seeing bus. He was talk- ing aloud now. My ship. I will go to her. Calcutta-Bombay-. He rang the passenger bell and sprang down the steps. The conductor told him that the bus never stopped on a bridge. He rang the bell again. No use. With an effort Richard Holland plunged from the side of the bus, escap- ing the hand that clawed at him, struck the paved roadway, was hurled, by striking, towards the rail. His ankle turned, he heaved into the railing, went over the top-grabbed it with his hands and hung on. And then-Richard Holland decided. No. His hands, hold- ing the rail, relaxed, let go. He hurtled downward below--to the piers-to his ship. EMMONS TAYLOR, '39, SPARE MOMENTS A lean, awkward boy came to the door of the principal of a celebrated school one morning, and asked to see him. The servant looked at his ragged clothes, and, thinking he looked more like a beggar than anything else, told him to go around to the kitchen. The boy did as he was told, and soon ap- peared at the back door. S. PILOT I should like to see Mr. Slade, he said. You want a breakfast, more likely, said the servant girl, and I can give you that without troubling him. 'AThank you, said the boy, but I should like to see Mr. Slade if he can see me. 'AMaybe you would like some old clothes, said the servant again, looking at the boy's patched clothes. I guess he has none to spare. And, without minding the boy's answer, she went about her work. May I see Mr. Slade? the boy asked again, after Hnishing his bread and butter. Well, he is in the library, if you must see him, but he doesn't like to be disturbed, said the girl in a peevish tone. She seemed to think it foolish to ad- mit such a fellow into her master's presence. However, she wiped her hands, and told him to follow her. Upon opening the library door, she said:- Here's a boy, sir, who is very anx- ious to see you, and so I let him in. I don't know how the boy intro- duced himself, or how he opened the business, but I know that, after talking awhile, the principal put aside the book which he was reading, and took up some Greek books, and began to ques- tion the boy. This examination lasted for some time, but every question the principal asked was answered im- mediately. Upon my word, said the princi- pal, 'lyou do well! looking at the boy from head to foot over his glasses. Why, my boy, where did you learn so much? In my spare moments, answered M. F. H. S. PILOT 27 the boy. Here was a poor, hard-working boy, with few opportunities for schooling, yet almost ready for college by simply studying in his spare moments. Truly are spare moments the gold- dust of time l How precious they should be regarded! What account can you give for your spare moments? What can you show for them? Look and see. This boy can tell you how much can be laid up by improving them, and there are many other boys, who are in jail, and in the house of correction, who, if you should ask them when they began their sinful course, might answer, In my spare moments. In my spare mo- ments I gambled for marbles. 'fln my spare moments I began to swear and drink. It was in my spare moments that I began to steal chestnuts from the old woman's stand. It was in my spare moments that I got in with the mobs and became wicked. Then be very careful how you spend your spare moments. The tempter always hunts you out in small seasons like these: when you are not busy, he gets into your heart, if he possibly can. There he hides himself, planning all kinds of mischief. Take care of your spare moments. You may need them some day. MURIEL COFFIN, '36. RECKLESS DRIVING Mr. Jones left his office at about half past six that evening. He was in the best of spirits because his wife had promised to have his favorite dish for dinner that evening, and so consequent- ly he was in a hurry to get home. I-Ie started blindly across the street. When he was half way across the street he heard the screech of brakes and the blast of a horn, but it was too late. The next thing he knew he was being helped to his feet by a policeman. Why don't you look where you're going? asked the policeman. wasn't my fault, insisted Mr. Jones. Such drivers as that ought not allowed to drive. I'll have you It to be know I'm a taxpayer of this town and I don't see why I can't walk across the street without being knocked down by some reckless driver. I tell you I demand the driver's arrest this minute. I de- mand it, stormed Mr. Jones. Oh, well, alright, said the police- man, but most likely the judge will decide in favor of the driver. People who dash across the street without look- ing right nor left ought to get knocked down. And now, Madam, turning to the driver in the car, I'm afraid I'll have to arrest you since this man de- mands it, but I'm sure the judge will say that it is his own fault. What is your name, please? he asked. Mrs. William Jones, replied the driver, sweetly. Helenl exclaimed Mr. Jones, look- ing at the driver for the first time and recognizing his wife at the wheel of their car. 'AYes, it's I, she snapped. Of all the crazy tricks, walking right in front of a car-, she began. 'AWell, interrupted the policeman to Mr. Jones, shall I make the arrest? No, never mind, said the much- embarrassed Mr. Jones, maybe it was my fault after all, he added, meekly. Of course it was, returned his wife as they drive off with Mrs. Jones at the wheel, HILDA HARWOOD, '36. 28 M. F. H ONE MAN BACHELOR Hugh Sampson, a fellow of about twenty-Seven years old, had just recent- ly landed himself a wife and had taken up the cares and responsibilities of a faithful husband. We find him in his oilice down town just putting through a call to his wife, saying that it is impossible for him to come immediately home from work. A'Business is all piled up here as high as a New York State Building. l've got several letters to write and post so they will go out on the morning's mail. Yes -yes. No, don't wait supper for me: I may be quite late. What? Oh, sure! I'll call again if I have to stay later than eight o'clock. Yes, uh, huh! Good-bye, dear-yes-yes, good-bye! Hugh mopped his brow at the thoughts of all the hard work which lay before him. Might as well get busy, he thought. But twenty-seven letters to write was certainly a lot of work. Ten minutes later, we find Hugh chewing on his pencil with only a few lines accomplished. Staring up at him from a piece of office paper was: Mr. George P. White and Company 186 Baker Street New York, N. Y. Dear Sir: Enclosed you will f1nd4 Were you supposed to write out, or were numbers all right for SSO? He wished he'd asked his secretary to re- main a little longer. Three hours later he was hurrying homeward when he remembered that he had forgotten to call his wife the second time. Do wives get angry when a hard- working husband forgets to call up? Do they really rave on and on far into the S. PILOT night? Are they waiting at the front door with a rolling pin? Oh, what a blunder he had made! His steps slackened: he felt tired and just a little afraid. He had only been married three months-or was it four? Funny that he couldn't remember! Anyway, they had never fought, and now he had forgotten to call her on the telephone. She would be angry, he knew, but he wouldn't go sneaking in with a guilty look: and he wasn't going in in his stocking feet, either. He was a man, not a coward. Nevertheless, when he climbed the steps to the porch of his small cottage, he was tip-toeing very carefully in his hosiery. Trembling, he turned the door-knob. It was locked! This was terrible, he would have to climb in the window. Slowly and cautiously he opened the side window that overlooked the gar- den, crept in, closed the window, and started across the living-room floor. CRASH! His foot had hit something. Now he was in for it, might as well turn on the lights and act natural. And then, while he was groping his way across the room to find the light switch, his wife snapped them on for him. He had time enough only to catch a glimpse of her, waving a rolling-pin in the air and coming towards him. So you woud sneak in, huh, and in your stocking feet at that! We've only been married-boo-hoo-three months and you tr-treat me like this. Oh-h-h-. No sooner had she broken down than she became angry. Her tears gone, she turned on Hugh with hand upraised and that dreaded rolling-pin not two inches from his head. M. F. H. S. PILOT 29 Please don't hit me, honest, I'll be sure and call you next time, even if I am so busy I-I forget-please, please, don't hit me-. THUD! His mind stopped functioning, he saw stars, he heard that birdie sing, and everything went black before him. Slowly he opened his eyes, expecting to see an angry woman with a tear- stained face standing over him. To his surprise all he saw was the morning sun peeping in the eastern window. He heard the clock strike six in the next room. Slowly he got to his feet, picked up his bedclothes which had fal- len with him onto the fioor, and with a few rather strong words punched his pillow again and again while he mut- tered: I'll be darned! Well, I'll be darned. Say, there is one thing I shall never do-get married. Dreams oftentimes seem real. Too real! BARBARA DAVIS, 86. AND DEATH REIGNED SUPREME It was the night of nights! The moon, after struggling vainly for fully an hour to pierce the impenetrable blanket of snow that was falling, had finally retired, exhausted, leaving the night to her rival, the north wind. And as if in utter elation on its victory over its rival, the north wind doubled its force, and fairly shook the buildings of the town that nestled, partly secluded, in a valley. One house in particular was an object of the storm's fury. It stood, engaged in a losing fight with the ele- ments, at a point where two streets came together. The old house, when it was first built, had been the best house in the town, but now, due to the ravages of time, its once stout and proud walls were badly in need of repair, and much out-of-date with the other houses in the neighborhood. i However, despite these continual onslaughts, the old house still stood, a symbol of the greatness of the early American Pioneer. Inside the house, shut in from the outside world, silence reigned. The si- lence of death! For death was abroad that cold and dreary night, and it had fixed as its first stopping-place the old house on the corner. Its icy fingers pointed to an upstairs apartment, en- shrouded in heavy curtains, where were gathered three persons, around a large, old-fashioned, four-posted bed, that in one corner of the room. One of the figures turned its face toward a white- haired old man, who stood motionless beside the bed, and with trembling lips asked: Has he gone yet, doctor? The old man bent down and patted the wet brow of the girl. Not yet, my child. But I'm afraid death isn't far off. And as if in answer to his statement, a shadow materialized from the gloom of the hallway, glided softly across the room, and came to a stop before the bed. It was the shadow of death! The three persons in the room stared, as if transiixed at the motionless shad- ow. Not a word was said as they watched a bony hand come into being from under a silken black cloak, and softly stroke the brow of the bed's occu- pant, and then the hand was with- drawn, and in the same manner it had entered the room, so it departed. A minute passed, and then the doctor slowly bent forward, and felt the pulse of the inert figure on the bed. Your uncle is dead, he said softly. STANLEY BANKS, '36. 30 M. F. H ENTERTAINING THE MINISTER 'AHello-oh-er-how do you do, Reverend Parcy. Of course you know who this is? Yes, that's who it is. I knew you would know. Pardon me just a moment. Quiet, children, quiet. Aren't children noisy? O-er-Rever- end Parcy, I made some of those brown sugar cookies, that you like so well, this afternoon and I was sort of wondering -well--er-you know-I was won- dering if you wouldn't like one?-Not really, Reverend Parcy? All right, we shall say seven-thirty, by that time the children will be sound asleep. And Aunt Lottie hung up the re- ceiver. Little Betsy and Billy, who had been listening around the corner, grabbed their washcloths and started to scrub their dirty faces vigorously. Come, come, children, you are per- fectly ghostly, you have scrubbed so hard. Billy, where are your night- clothes? asked Aunt Lottie of Billy. 'ANight-clothes? Oh - er -- night- clothes-upstairs. Say, Aunt Lottie, may we have one of those cookies before we go to bed? 'Cookies before going to bed? Well, I should say not. Come, wash that ear and hurry to bed. No,-no, I couldn't think of going to bed, I am so faint. Truly, Aunt Lot- tie, if I had a cookie I would feel bet- ter, said Billy teasingly, All right, take the cookie and hurry to bed like two good little children. Half-way up the stairs Betsy called over the banister, Aunt Lottie, say, don't forget to put on the curly wig! Hush, there's the doorbell now. Hurry, and don't you dare to make a o S. PILOT sound, Aunt Lottie called as she puffed her best wig in front of the mirror. Running into the parlor and dusting the Holy Bible with her apron, Aunt Lottie threw the apron into the closet and rushed to greet the parson. Oh, my! It is you, Reverend Parcy. Good evening. So glad you stopped in. Right this way, Aunt Lottie chatted as she tripped lightly into the parlor. Now, Mr.-er--Pardon me-Rev- erend, you sit right here, and Aunt Lottie pulled forth a comfortable chair near the fireplace. There, are you com- fortable? No, I don't think you are. Now, why don't you sit right over here on the sofa? It's so much more com- fortable and cozy, and Aunt Lottie led the Parson to the sofa and sat down be- side him, then carefully arranged her wig, pretending to fluff her hair. This certainly is very comfortable, the Reverend addressed Miss Lottie. Now, Miss Lottie, why don't you sing that old familiar tune, Love's Old Sweet Song? You always sing with a certain gusto. Quietly arranging the music in front of her, Aunt Lottie began to pour forth those beautiful words as nobody else can. Once in the dear, dead days be- yond recall- Pardon me, Lottie, but didn't I hear the children? Oh, no, Reverend Parcy, they are sound asleep. Don't call me Parcy, call me Jack. All right-er-er-Jack. l'Fine, that makes us seem more friendly. Now let's start the song again, 'Love's Old, Sweet Song.' My, You sing beautifully, and the Reverend moved over to the organ, standing un- der the register, that is, where the regis- ter used to be but was now merely an M. F. H. S. empty space. And Aunt Lottie started to repeat those sweet strains as the minister chimed in, Once in the dear, dead days beyond recall, and the minister threw back his head, singing with all his heart, When on the world the mist began to fall. Ouch, for cat's sakesl What's going on here? What do you mean, Miss Lottie Greene? For cat's sakes! don't stand there wringing your hands. Take this cat. Where did that imp come from? Ouch-and the minister tugged furious- ly at the black cat which was planted in the middle of his big bald head. The minister continued to pull at the cat, and finally succeeded in removing the innocent creature, and threw him, not knowing where. However, the cat landed on Aunt Lottie's fuzzy wig, removing it, leaving Aunt Lottie hair- less. Grabbing the couch cover to hide the bald head, Aunt Lottie began to apologize, but all in vain. The minister grabbed his hat and started out the door, muttering, as he tied a handker- chief about his head in order not to catch cold in the wounds, Those fool- ish little children, they're crazy, that's what they are. Well, she'll never get me in that house, I'll show her, inviting me to have cookies, brown sugar cook- ies, and what do I get? Black cats popped on the head. And the minister walked out into the crisp winter night, disgraced beyond words. MARGARET CHASE, Y37. BOB AT THE MASQUERADE A young man of about seventeen was slowly strolling along a beautiful bou- levard in his home town. He carried school books, and was trying to whistle the melody of the latest song. PILOT 31 When he was within a few blocks of his home, he heard someone calling him. and, turning quickly, saw two of his school chums running to catch up with him. Hello, you fellows, he called to them. Going my way? Sure, Bob, said Dick, the largest of the two boys, and we're here to ask you if you wouldn't like to come to the party tonight. It's a masquerade, and we want you to come. It's at eight o'clock. What do you say? Gosh, said Bob, after a few min- utes' pause, 'iI'd like to go very much. They were in front of Bob's home now. You be sure and rig up a nice cos- tume for yourself, Bob, because we are out for a perfect party, replied Dick. HO. K., boys, said Bob as he left them, l'll be there with bells on, and I'll be seeing you. So long! When Bob entered the house and saw that the rest of the family were not at home, he went straight to they pantry and took two large pieces of his favorite cake. He then went to his room to see what he could find for a suitable cos- tume for the party. He found nothing which he consid- ered good enough, but remembered his cousin had shown him a pirate costume. That was exactly what he wanted, and it would probably be a perfect fit. So he ran out of the house and dashed down the street to the home of his cousin. When he was dressed in the costume, he stood before a mirror and saw a real husky, bold pirate standing before him, and he stood very straight and smiled. He glanced at his watch. He must hurry to the party, for he was late already. All eyes were turned upon Bob at the party, and some even stopped dancing 32 M. F. H. to notice him. Just then Bob saw a girl sitting alone, dressed in a beautiful gypsy cos- tume. He didn't recognize her with her black lace mask. He asked her for a dance, and they were together all the evening. You dance heavenly, he told her, as they exchanged smiles. Bob became very interested, and even asked if he might come to see her. At twelve all masks were removed, and Bob stood staring into the eyes of his partner. Swell joke I played on you, Bob, said Dick, laughing heartily. HARRIET JEWETT, '36. A TELEPHONE CONVER- SATION BETWEEN TWO GIRLS Is there anything that arouses one's curiosity more than to sit by and listen to one end of a telephone conversation? You can hear exclamations and ques- tions, and you see queer expressions on the person's face standing near you. Yet, you do not know the cause for these expressions nor the meaning of the exclamations. Main 1612, please-Hello, Nancy? Well, listen, dear, I simply had to ring you up and ask you what you were wearing to the party tomorrow night. Do you know what Joan is wearing? Pause, She is? For goodness' sakes, what ails that girl? She makes me tired. Pause. Oh, yes, I heard that, too, where do you suppose she got that? Pause. Really? I didn't know that! Was S. PILOT her mother there, too? Pause. Goodness, gracious! I don't see how she does it-that girl could get away with murder! Pause. No, I never met him, but I've heard lots about him. Is he cute? Pause. He does? That sounds thrilling! What kind of a car has he got? Pause. Really? You always have the breaks. Did you do those problems we had for today? Pause. I tried, alright, but you know me -where problems are concerned, I'm not like you. Somehow, you can grasp figures, but I can't. I guess I wasn't born that way! Pause. No, I don't believe I can, Pause. Yes, isn't that cute, though, and don't you just love that new song, 'I'm Putting All My Eggs in One Basket'? Pause. Yes, I do, too. Did you hear Ozzie Nelson and Harriet Hilliard sing that Sunday night? Pause. She has? Isn't that awful? What do you suppose they will do about it? Pause. Oh, you have? Well, O. K. I guess it is time we hung up, anyway. Good- bye, Nancy-I'll be seeing you! After hanging up the receiver, the young girl turned to the curious person sitting next to her and said, Well, now, wouldn't that cramp you - I didn't find out what Nancy was wear- ing to the party tomorrow night! IVIARIAN JEWETT, M. F. H. S. THE LOCKET Old Franz was a jeweler. Today he was showing his complete line of cut gems and precious metals, moulded in the forms of rings, bracelets, chains, etc. The line was meager, but of good quality. As Franz bent over the counter to show his customer the finer points of a certain locket, a gold chain, fine as a thread, fell from between the edges of his old, worn suit coat, causing both to look down at it. Let me see that chain, said the buyer. Of course, said Franz as he loos- ened one end of the chain through a buttonhole and drew from his vest pocket a tiny locket. This he dropped into the other's hand. The stranger gasped at the rare beauty of the locket set with one flash- ing white stone. Open it, said Franz. The other did. Why, there is hair in it. Is it for sale? Ach, it is all I have to remember my travels through Austria. It is a long story, said old Franz. Tell me about it, begged the other. Yes, replied the old man. 'iWhen I was young, I set out to travel through Austria, my native country, by bicycle. I stopped one evening at an old inn. It was the typical inn of those times. Owners always hospitable. I was shown to my room by my hostess, who told me supper would be ready quite soon. One door opened onto a balcony that looked out over a beautiful lake. After supper, feeling rather tired, I prepared to retire. The Hrst of the evening I slept soundly, but was awak- ened by the soft strains of a violin, PILOT 33 which must have been in the hands of an expert. I sat up in bed. The moon- light, streaming in through the door, flooded the room. Suddenly there appeared the outline of someone against the wall, dimly and then clearer, until I recognized it to be the figure of a very beautiful young woman. For only an instant did she stay, then faded out through the door. I threw off the covers and rushed to the door. All was still, not a thing moved --perhaps I was dreaming. The next morning I told my hostess what had taken place the night before. Oh, but, Sir, you were dreaming, I'm surel' she said. She was so em- phatic that I wondered, myself. Nevertheless, I resolved to stay an- other night. That night I went to bed as usual, and, curiously enough, dropped off to sleep quickly. About the same time I was again awakened by an impulse I am unable to explain. Yes! She was there! But this time she lingered, as one loath to depart from friends. At last she disappeared. Upon calling out to her, nothing greeted me but my echo. A mockery! I went back to bed, and after some time dropped off into sound sleep, only to awaken after a little while by a feel- ing that someone was bending over me. She was there again, looking down at me. A faint smile was playing over her lips. She must have been real, be- cause I felt her breath against my face. and the warmth from her body. I sat up in bed and extended my arms toward her. I must see if this really was a dream! I clutched at her, she tore herself away and fled, I jumped out of bed and ran after her, but she had disappeared. Then 34 M. F. I-I. I discovered I had that locket in my hand, together with the two long black threads of hair which you see coiled in the locket. The rest of the night I could not sleep, and the next morning, upon showing the locket and hair to my hostess, she looked a little bit afraid, and told me this story. Years ago she had a daughter who was very beautiful. Once a traveller stopped at the inn. He was a very good- looking young man and came from the better class of people. He was a won- derful violin player and, taking a liking to her daughter, he taught her how to play. When he left, he presented the had his and her instrument to her. Meanwhile, she fallen in love with him. After departure, she sat most all the time played the violin. One morning mother found her with her violin-she she was dead! Every year after that came back for two nights in succession, at the time of her death, and wandered through the old inn, playing her violin as she did so. She said that I had not been the first to hear her, but had been the first to see her. But if she was a phantom, how do you explain this locket? asked the stranger. Sometimes I believe she was alive and her mother did that to cover up that fact, was the reply. I'll give you one hundred dollars for this, spoke up the man, suddenly. 'iOh, but, sir, it is not worth that much, said the jeweler. It is to me. But yes. I do need the money, and it is a very good offer-you may have it, said Franz. The customer paid, and hurried out S. PILOT as if fearing the old jeweler would change his mind suddenly. Old Franz watched him go, counted the money, then called out, Mama, come here. The door opened, admitting a stout lady, with black hair, her sleeves rolled up and a benevolent smile on her face, together with a delicious odor of Wiener Schnitzel. How can I make dinner when you keep calling me, Papa? she complained, good-naturedly. Well, Mama, what do you think? he smiled. I just sold another locket. We can go to the theater tonight. He went about his business of closing up his shop. You listen to me, now, Papa, she said, you got to stop fooling people with those stories you're always telling, we got enough money now. You vant like I should go bald-always cut- ting off pieces of my hair? Black hair don't look right on a woman of my age, anyway. Shame on you. Come out and eat, then we get ready. ALLAN JACKSON, Y36. AH! SWEET SPRINGTIME Mr. and Mrs. Smith were out for their usual Sunday afternoon ride in Mr. Smith's 1929 Ford car. There was the usual late Sunday afternoon traffic, and Mrs. Smith was doing her usual back-seat driving on the front seat, approximately six inches from the door on her right and three inches from the brake on her left. This shows that Mrs. Smith was by no means anyone to be pitied for having an Hunderfed look. She was perfectly able to take care of herself under any circumstances. It must be admitted that Mrs. Smith was petri- M. F. H. S. PILOT 35 fied to get into an automobile, but even greater than her dread of those gas- buggies was her love for seeing people and things and all the go- ings-on -hence the Sunday afternoon rides. The only thing Mrs. Smith had control of in such a situation was her voice, and this control was not in the slightest remote. She had an ample voice, and saw to it that it was excr- cised frequently. Mr. Smith was a small man, five feet five, to be exact, had a small, round head with exactly one tuft of gray hair, not at all unlike a lady's powder puff. in the exact center of his forehead. 1-Iis eyes resembled those of a frightened rabbit, and although not pink, were some unfathomable color something bc- tween that of a cat's at night and those of a lobster who knows he is just about to be boiled. He was not an enthusiastic talker, but, given a chance, could prob- ably do as well as most of us, which means nothing when put up against Mrs. Smith. On this particular afternoon Mr. Smith was driving along a narrow dirt road on the outskirts of a small town. It was a beautiful day in April, the sky was blue, the trees were budding, the grass was growing green and the road was-muddy. Mr. Smith was driving along at the terrific speed of seventeen miles an hour. Mrs. Smith was com- menting on a great many of Nature's beauties and quite a few that Weren't, when suddenly she spied some pussy willows. Eliphelet, stop this buggy this in- stant. This instant, Eliphelet, get out your jackknife and go out and get me those pussy willows. This exact in- stant, Eliphelet. Right now. They're perfectly beautiful, I know right where I'll put them, they'll be perfect just un- der Great Aunt Azalia's picture. Yes, that's the very place for them. But, love --protested Mr. Smith, all the time knowing he was doomed, the swamp. Do I have to speak to you twice to make you understand what I want? Now, you do as I say or I'll do-. Oh, of course, my love, said Mr. Smith, bringing the car to a stop. Now, put that emergency brake on, you needn't think I'm going to risk my life in this buggy or have it rolling down hill with me in it, observed his wife, looking ahead at a half-mile stretch of straight road. No, sir, the minute you step out of this contraption I want to know I'm going to be safe. Now-have you got the brake pulled up? Well it's about time. Now get out and-I Elipheletl Cas he got out of the car,j Have you got your knife? Well, all right, all right, for gorrey peters sakes go along, what are you standing there for? But, my love, protested Mr. Smith. This is no time to talk of love, get along now. But-I Did you hear what I said? Those pussy willows will be full grown cats by the time you get over there-now -W But, I-Iezac! I haven't got my knife, almost shouted Mr. Smith. Haven't got your knife-haven't got your--haven't got-II Well, I do declare. Why didn't you tell me so? Why didn't you say so? I tried to tell-I You go right along just the same and you get me some pussy willows even if you have- 36 M. F. H But, my love--I Don't you bu-t my love me. I know what I want and I know what I want you to do, and Iknow what you're go- ing to-. But Mr. Smith had started oif, look- ing more or less like a whipped puppy. He picked his way angrily across the road and like a high-stepping race horse started slowly into the swamp. For goodness sakes, why don't you hurry. Don't you know how to walk? Of all the slow mourning, idiotic, senseless, people-. But, my love, came faintly in the distance, as Mr. Smith put his foot on a slippery stone and fell to his knees in the thick, wet grass. Eliphelet Essex Colombus Smith, those clean pants, get up, get up, I say, now what did you try to do that for? fas Mr. Smith grasped a pussywillow branch and slipped againj. In just about a minute I'm coming out there and-I She shook her fist at the tuft of gray hair bobbing about six times in as many directions. I'm coming out there, and,-. V Honk! Honkl - Toot Toot! Eliphelet-there's a car in back of us, for gracious sakes, come out here, come out here-I Mr. Smith vainly tried to answer his half-crazed wife, for he realized that if there was anything that she disliked it was a honking car directly in back of her. If you don't come out, I'm-I With a valiant effort Mr. Smith pulled himself to his feet, stripping the willow of its pussies as he did so, and with unsteady steps, made his way to the car. He climbed in and started the engine. Of all the outrageous things to do, S. PILOT have the car parked in the center of the road! Don't you know any better?- Well, why don't you move? What's wrong? The engine's running. If that man doesn't stop honking his horn I'll go crazy. There, it moved a little that time, well, what's wrong with the thing? Doesn't the gas work? Is the starter on? Where are your lights? Suddenly Mrs. Smith's eyes became transfixed to the road. Look-look! she screamed, point- ing to the tires, the top half of which were just visible above the soft mud which was being churned into a spray at Mr. Smith's heroic efforts to get the car going. Honk-hon-k-h-o-n-k! I ll This time the tone of the horn be- hind was very insistent. The driver opened his window and said, Say, what is this? Where are you going? To a funeral? Oh, no! Mrs. Smith turned around, I should say we're not, we were just pussy willowing and my hus- band got out to get the pussy willows and-I I don't care if he drowned, just get that car out of here! And then he couldn't get up and he didn't get my pussy willows and we heard-I Madam, would you mind if I sug- gested to you that you keep quiet? It's only a suggestion, but-I And then we heard you're horn- and-and, why, who do you think you are, young man? as the full signifi- cance of his words became clear to her. 1'm not used to being insulted and fur- thermore when I want to talk I'll talk and if I want you to answer me, I'll ask you to do so. With this smother- M. F. H. S. PILOT 37 ing retort, Mrs. Smith very decidedly turned herself around and stared straight ahead of her, trying vainly to ignore that screeching horn Qin back of herj. Poor Mr. Smith was just about at his wits' end. One look at his face would have given the impression that it must be 206 in the shade. He had pushed and pulled everything in sight and the decrepit old car only sank deep- er into the muggy mire which had pre- viously been a road. Well, it serves you right, observed his wife, serves you exactly right. Shouldn't have stopped here in the first place. In fact it was your suggestion that we did stop-I Don't you dis- agree- as Mr. Smith tried to protest, you know very well I didn't want to stop here. If you'd stopped where I told you too, just back of us, then we'd be all right now. Eliphelet, if there's a dumber man in this world I hope I never meet him, I hope he-I What are you doing? What's that shovel for? Well, don't tell me, then. Don't tell me. Oh, so you're going to dig the mud out, are you? Well it'll be a harder job than you think. But go ahead--be a fool, it doesn't matter to me. You've disgraced me plenty of times already. Well, is it dug out enough? Now start the thing- go ahead,-there, now we're moving, now keep going-keep going, but if you go over-! Mr. Smith drove ahead at the furi- ous pace of twenty-three miles an hour and upon coming to a wider place in the road he recklesslv drove way over to the left-hand side and let the other car- pass. Well, of all things, of all things hstop this car-stop it, I say, Eliphe- let, if you don't stop it I'll jump. I'll jump. You stop-now- The next day Mr. Smith took strych- nine! MARGARET WESTON, '36, I WOULD HAVE BEEN A HERO IF- Oh, yes, I remember it. How could I forget it? They won't let me. Have you ever been on one of those moonlight cruises on a warm summer's night? Well, I have. I remember it was on a July night. Just right for a sail on the cool, bracing ocean after being in the hot, sultry city all day. I stood on the forward deck, watch- ing the moonbeams chase one another over the small wavelets. You know, just as little ripples go over you when you are pleased at something. For some time I watched the moon sliding up out of the ocean, wondering why it looks so large and yellow as it rises and continues to grow smaller and dimmer as it climbs upward. From time to time, the black hulk of a cruiser came out of the night to cross the path of the moon and disappear into the black- ness again, leaving little wrinkles in the silvery path. Then I wandered along down the deck, pausing to watch the pin-points of lights wink and blink along the waterfront. As I rounded the corner of the rear stateroom, a shimmer of light caught my eye. I looked again, quickly, to see if I had been seeing things. No! There on the top rail was poised the figure of a girl! The moonbeams danced on the silvery spangles, flecked daintily over the white satin evening gown, just as they did over the gently rippling water. She balanced a moment, then dove into the black waters. I gasped or gulped. I don't know which. Raced to the railing, flinging off clothing as I 38 M. F. H. went. Climbed up, dove, and then, the water came up to meet me. Br-r-r. Was that water cold! I can remember that. I came up, spit out a pint of water, sighted the girl, and in three strokes was at her side. Then I heard the clamor on the decks. You blundering idiot, a leather- lunged individual bawled. She stared at me for a moment and then laughed. Come on, she said, and struck out for the ship's ladder. That fellow pos- sessed a vocabulary that would turn a parrot green with envy. He used it to his best ability on me, and when he got through I'll bet my ears were smoking. After I had climbed over the railing. the girl turned to me and smilingly said, Thank you. Then disappeared into a nearby stateroom. The gentleman with the leather lungs was still grum- bling. 'lYou sure put your foot in it time, he said. and stumped off. that I often wondered if they ever shot that tain she scene over. Anyway, I still main- that I would have been a hero if hadn't been making that picture, Moonlight Cruise. ALLAN JACKSON, '36. DAUGHTER'S LOYALTY It's no use, Tess, I can't Hnd a job here in this settlement. We're leaving for Happy Valley tomorrow. You know best. John. I'll be ready to leave at nine in the morning. The red ball of sun sank behind the stately firs and the rippling cascade dis- solved into a quiet stream at the foot of the green hill. Such was the setting when the Baxters prepared to retire, lit- tle suspecting the tragedy that awaited S. PILOT them. Darkness came on cat feet, envelop- ing the cottage-but what could that flicker of light be on the roof of the house-flames! Tess-Tess--it's the house-it's on fire-hurry-the children-I'll call Molly-grab Jane-quick! Y Molly - Jane - wake up -wake up-. The four were working their Way slowly down the stairs. The smoke was thick everywhere and the back part of the house had already fallen in. John-Jo-1 I'm chok-if' Men were shouting orders-women were crying. Coming, Tess--. John had Molly safely outside and had started back to find Tess and Jane. His foot struck something soft-he couldn't see-yes, it was them. With his last ounce of strength he dragged the two to the open air. The one and only doctor in the settlement gave the sufferers his imme- diate and undivided attention. Tess would recover, although her spine had been hurt seriously when she fell on the edge of the stairs, but poor little Jane was frightfully burned and blistered. It was a sad and silent ceremony that brought life on earth to a close for the ten-year-old blue-eyed beauty. When the sun rose next day a sombre little family were jogging their way down the country road in an old-fash- ioned car. I do hope the place is as prosperous as people say, John. Besides, I think we've had our share of hard luck for a while-what will Molly do? She loved Jane dearly. John-I feel faint-. John stopped and hurried for the canteen. Here, Tess, you'll feel better now. M. F. H. S. You shouldn't worry or get excited, it causes those fainting spells. QTwo hours later.j I guess that's it, Tess. I'll go right to the Sheriffs office. Howdy, stranger. You're the one Sheriff Kelly sent references for I take it. Yes, you're the sheriff? Can I get a cabin and a job? I hear that the mines down here are quite prosperous. Why, yes. Ya came from Brook- side? Yes, got burned out last night. Mmmm, tough luck-yes, yes, you take that cabin down there near the river. It's one of mine. See the engineer LBradleyj about your job. His cabin is the second one down from yours. Thanks, Sheriff-you sure make it pleasant for strangers. For many long months John worked in the mine but he was used to farm work and became run down. After a few treatments from Dr. Hadley he seemed fairly well again but his work had slacked up and they reduced his salary. Mrs. Baxter's spells were frequent now and conditions caused her to worry too much, but Molly did the work faithfully and let her mother rest from time to time. Molly was seventeen. She had big blue eyes and blond wavy hair that formed a halo around her smooth, rosy cheeks. Her mother had told her how lovely she was but never paid any attention to it. We now find Mrs. Baxter and Molly at the doctor's office. Come in here a minute, Molly. I want to talk to you seriously about your mother. You must do'all the work and see that she rests. She'll have PILOT 39 to be operated on before many months have passed. I understand, Dr. Hadley. I shall take the responsibility. Mrs. Baxter and Molly have left the doctor's house. Molly, what did he tell you--come, now-he said my condition was seri- ous, didn't he? Er-no-mother-he - ah -- just said I was pretty and smart and that I could help you lots. Molly swallowed hard. The next week Mrs. Baxter sent Molly for more medicine. She knocked at the door and even as she did, won- dered faintly if Dr. Hadley really thought she was good looking. Why, my dear Molly-how are you? I've been expecting you. How's your mother? Better, I trust, with such a smart daughter to run her house. Wish I had a nice looking girl to keep house for me. Well-let's get down to business. If I arrange for an operation this fall how will your folks manage about bills? I hope you don't mind my being so inquisitive. Why-Daddy saves all he can from what he earns at the mine but things don't look as prosperous as they did a year ago. Now find out what you can about the operation and I'll be back later in the week. Goodbye. Dr. Hadley was a good looking bach- elor of thirty-five years. He had black wavy hair that was beginning to get just the least bit gray around the tem- ples. He came from the city and was a noted medical doctor and surgeon. Well, Dr. Hadley mused, I wish I could help them-if I could only help them-maybe there's some way-ah, yes, I think I have it-yes, I have it- that's what I'll do but I must wait-it 40 M. F. H. might shock them-maybe they won't permit it. Well, I could carry it out without telling them-- and so ran Jim Hadley's thoughts, wild thoughts too, but he was lonesome, why not? Sunday of the next week found Dr. Hadley and John Baxter in Hadley's cottage talking business. Your wife must have this operation or she will be a cripple. Her spine is in- jured in such a way that it grows stead- ily worse instead of strengthening. I understand, but who will keep my house--who will pay my bills? Bax- ter's voice trailed off into a whisper. He sounded helpless-almost desperate. Now was the time-nothing could be done-Baxter would lose his wife if she wasn't operated on and he might lose her anyway. This was the ideal moment. Hadley drew a deep breath and started- You have a lovely daughter, Bax- 'AYes, Baxter yelled, but she can't get me the money--I'm sunk. No, you're not-in fact, your daughter can help you a great deal. What-do you mean it? How? 'Tm not an old man, you know, and I think Molly is a lovely girl. If you would consent to her marrying me -ah-I could operate for nothing. Baxter's eyes opened wide and stared at the wall-then a light shone in his face-he smiled-he became sober again and spoke. Hadley, if Molly will do it-I give my consent. Make her as happy as you can. I will, Baxter. I've loved Molly ever since I first saw her two years ago. John Baxter was troubled-he did not sleep that night and arose early to depart for the mine. He was thinking, SIPILOT thinking hard. How should he break the news to Molly. He mustn't tell Tess. It was early evening. Mrs. Baxter was sleeping-Mr. Baxter and Molly were in the kitchen talking- And while your mother is at the hospital you will keep house here. Then when she comes back Che was wonder- ing if she ever wouldj you will go to the city with Jim and live in a wonder- ful home with modern conveniences. Molly--I'm desperate-it's the only way-will you? Molly thought a whole fifteen min- utes. Her blue eyes were troubled and her face clouded. Yes, father, I'll do it. Molly, I knew you'd be faithful- not desert me. I'll try to repay you some day. Baxter's eyes were misty with tears. He kissed Molly on the fore- head and left the room. In another month Mrs. Baxter was in the City Hospital under Dr. Hadley's care. It was Monday. Tuesday he was to operate-a most delicate operation, too, but Hadley was a skilled surgeon. Early Tuesday morning Baxter and Molly were at the hospital-nervously awaiting the latest word. Molly looked down at her left hand. She cou1dn't make it seem possible-married--yes, she was. The hallway was deathly still. A'The operation is over, but your wife is very, very sick. You must not stay long. The smell of ether was suffocating. They stepped into the room where Tess lay silent as death and as white. His breath came in gasps-John took her hand. Molly knelt near the bed. Her breath came shorter and weaker- She settled back quietly on the pillows. M. F. H. QS. -PILOT 41 She breathed no more. The next day was dreary and rainy. Something about the dull atmosphere and the wind in the trees seemed mourn- ful. The river seemed to talk- It was too much for him-too much. The headlines of the morning paper jumped at Molly. Noted surgeon ends life in a torrent of water at the foot of a ledge just out- side the city. The room swam-everything was black-Molly's head went round and round, then she lived again the horrors of the two years in Happy Valley. Her life was one big sacrifice and she made a definite plan right then. I'll stick by him 'til death do us part. Maybe I can make him happy again. And so Molly's life was de- voted to her father. EVALYN KNIGHT, '37. MOTHER'S HAT One day I went shopping with Mother To buy her a new Easter hat: We looked at some hats in a window, And she said, Let's go and price that. The hat we found was ten-fifty, Said Ma, That's too much cash: I want a hat that's reasonable. And yet has lots of dash. The saleslady said, Try this one, lt's the latest style you see. Said Mother, Daughter, darling, How does this look on me? But I. I thought it looked awful, And plainly told her so: The next had the wings of a raven, And made me think of Poe. She tried on hats like saucers. She tried on hats like bowls, Some were very youthful. But some were far too old. At last from sheer exhaustion ' She gave up, and cried. Daughter dear, I'll have to wear my old one, Which I've worn for many a year. So ended the shopping excursion, Not unusual to me it seems. For each year dear Mother has hunted, But ne'er found the hat of her dreams. ELDORA STEVENS. '39. It really doesn't matter Who may pass you by, It's the golden deeds you scatter. It really doesn't matter, Count the gloomy days you shatter And hang a rainbow in the sky. So it really doesn't matter Who may pass you by. RUTH MILLETT, '3 7. You should be hlled with gladness In the Spring! Do away with grief and sadness. You should be filled with gladness! Filled with joy and madness! You should sing. You should be filled with gladness In the Spring, ELSIE WHITTIER. '37. SPRING Just listen to the robin singing Way up in the rustic boughs: Listen to the church bells ringing. And the shouts of men at the plows. Smell the fragrance of the flowers And the scent of buds in bloom, See the arbors and the bowers, Hear the cataract's soft boom. These are signs of welcome spring. Happiest season of the year When pleasant sounds around us ring. And to us happy memories bear. MILTON E. KEENE. '36. SIGNS OF SPRING What does it mean when we wake and find That the snow is gone, and skies are clear? That the birds are singing in early morn? These are the signs that spring is here. What does it mean when the violets bloom, And the fields are green for the coming year, And the bluebirds sing from the leafy trees? These are the signs that spring is here. What does it mean when across the sky Painted in colors. bright and clear. A rainbow appears when the showers are o'er? This is a sign that spring is here. HELEN MCMORRAN, '3 9. 42 M. F. H. JOHNNY'S LESSON Johnny, come here, and look at the cat! Notice how nicely she washes her face, Now rubbing this cheek, now rubbing that, Carefully putting each hair in its place. Johnny, you dear, little, dirty elf, Don't you feel just a little ashamed of yourself? Her hands she takes next-now, Johnny, look there! Caretully-daintily-see her scrub! Now she arranges her soft, silken hair, And her tail and her ears have an extra rub! She owns neither looking-glass, towel or comb, Yet she keeps herself neat, abroad and at home. Johnny, what do you think of this? With that smile on your bright, little, smut- ty face: I declare there isn't a spot I can kiss! And you know that your hair is never in place. No wonder your hands in your pockets go, You're ashamed of them, Johnny, you are, you know! Playing with marbles down on your knees, Grubbing for angleworms under the ground, Riding the fences and climbing the trees, You're the dirtiest fellow anywhere 'round, You know you are, Johnny, you need not look hurt! You know you delight to play in the dirt. O Johnny, O Johnny! What shall I do. Is a question that puzzles me evening and morn, With a dear, loving, little fellow like you, Who always is dirty and torn? Johnny, if you don't do better than that, I believe I shall send you to school to the cat. Pl-IYLLIS MIXER, '3 9. MY TRAVELS WITH NATURE Nature has many hidden treasures, Treasures which have never yet been found, Treasures which we cannot measure, Making with joy our hearts resound. I can hear the birds' sweet lay. Hear the squirrels chatter As they go along their way, Nothing seems to greatly matter. I can see the tiny butterflies, Flirting h:re and there, Hear the doves' mournful cries, Mothers feeding babes with care. I can see the elms and pines, Standing straight and tall, I can see the rambling vines, Bcauty abounds in great and small. , S. ,PILOT I can see the modest violets Growing within the shady nook, And the gurgling little streamlets. Reach their cnd in the friendly brook. I can see the little nsh. Minnow, perch and trout, Swimming where they wish, No fishermen about. I can see the deer and beavers Going briskly to and fro. The little bees are busy weavers Making honey, as you know. My beautiful sojourns with nature Soon must come to an end, But thcre'll be more glorious treasures Just around the bend. BERYLE JORDAN, '3 9 MY DREAM HOUSE I'd like to have a tiny house. A five-room bungalow. And big, green blinds would look so nice On a house as white as snow. I'd have a cozy living room With a big brick fireplace, A bookcase full of lovely books, And curtains made of lace. The dining room would be so cool With big windows and a fan. I'd have a china closet and buffet, And a table, and a tea stand. The kitchen would be maize and green. 'Twould have a breakfast nook, And casement windows and a stove. For I just love to cook. My guest room would be mostly white- White curtains, stand. and bed, White dressing table trimmed with pink, No bureau-a chest of drawers instead. My own bedroom would be blue, With a bed and dressing table. I'd have a big, warm bearskin rug, That is, if I were able! Now wouldn't that be an ideal house? A bungalow painted white, With big French windows and a porch, And a garden right in sight. ELDORA STEVENS. '39 M. F. H. S. PILOT 43 -g ,P ,- ..... 0 GQ 3 :14. ALUMNI REPORT Charles Rounds 119085, Portland, Maine. Mary Carroll 119105, Plaiston, New Hampshire. Mr. and Mrs. Lawrence Merrill 119115 1Mildred Prince Merrill,19l45 have moved to Damariscotta, Maine. Elizabeth Hanscom Varrell 119145 has returned to Poland, Maine. Glenroy Lamb 119165 is teaching music in Augusta, Maine. Kenneth Hempill 1 19195 has moved to Hebron, Maine. Willis Kimball 119205, Mechanic Falls, Maine. Hazel Scully 119265 is teaching in Edward Little High School. Arlene Mitchell-Locus 119275 has returned to Mechanic Falls, Maine. Ray Mitchell 119275 is employed in Farmington, Maine. Hilda Jefferson 119295, Lewiston, Maine. Helen Ayers 119295, Mechanic Falls, Maine. George Waldron 119305, Norway, Maine. Esther Severy 1 19315, Bliss College, Lewiston, Maine. Rodney Austin 119325 graduated from Bliss College in October. Alden Davis 119325, Bowdoin Col- lege. Marie Jefferson 119325, Lewiston, Maine. Charles Whittier 119325, Bruns- wick, Maine. Lester Chipman 119335, Portland. Maine. Thelma Whittier 119335 is em- ployed in Augusta, Maine. Aletha Lawler 119345, M a i n e School of Commerce, Auburn, Maine. Richard Williams 119345, Massa- chusetts School of Pharmacy. The engagement of Beatrice Berry 1 19335 and George Marchand has been announced. The engagement of Clarence Camp- bell 119335 and Evalyn Knight has been announced. 19.35 Everett Benson, Mechanic Falls, Maine. Madeline Berry, Poland, Maine. Marion Berry, Poland, Maine. James Chase, Colby College, Water- ville, Maine. - Evelyn Churchill-Morgan, Bethel, Maine. Margaret Crane, Minot, Maine. Methyl Crooker, Mechanic Falls, Maine. 44 M. F. H. S. PILOT Wilmer Cummings, Poland, Maine. Wilma Davis, Mechanic Falls, Maine. Lester Emery, Poland, Maine. Glenna Hanscom, Maine School of Commerce, Auburn, Maine. Alice Harris, Farmington Normal School, Farmington, Maine. Royal Jefferson, Bates College, Lew- iston, Maine. James Johnson, Poland, Maine. Dorothea Jewett-Miles, Worcester, Massachusetts. Eileen Jordan, Washington, D. C. Methyl Jordan, Poland, Maine. A Robert Keene, Farmington, Maine. Dorothy Lewis, Auburn, Maine. Helen Marshall, Mechanic Falls, Maine. U n a Marshall, Mechanic F a l 1 s, Maine. Philip Merrill, Damariscotta, Maine. Esther Millett, Mechanic F a l 1 s, Maine. Frank Millett, U. S. Army, Hawaii. Edwin M i X e r, Mechanic Falls, Maine. Mildred P e r r y, Mechanic Falls, Maine. Robert Price, Poland, Maine. Millard Strout, Mechanic F a l l S, Maine. Gilbert Stutevant, Hebron, Maine. Mattie Waldron, Maine School of Commerce, Auburn, Maine. Robert Walker, Poland, Maine. Florence Watson, Mechanic Falls, Maine. Born to : Mr. and Mrs. E. George Cloutier CRuby Daniels, 19235 a son, Mark, in December. They are residing in Stone- ham, Massachusetts. - Mr. and Mrs. Donald Pulsifer C19245 a son, Willard Henry, born in March. Mr. a nd Mrs. Richard Harris Cl9245 a son, Richard, Jr. Mr. and Mrs. George Scully C19305 CMiss Camilla Davis, 19345 a son, Ronald. Mr. and Mrs. Clyde Goudey CMiss Charlotte Frost, 19305 a daughter, Charlene Evis, born in July. Mr. and Mrs. Dwight Kimball CMiss Beulah Ridley, 19315 a son, Wayne, born in July. Mr. and Mrs. Henry Kelley CMiss Madeline Snow, 19325 a daughter, Jacqueline Ann. Mr. a n d Mrs. Harold Rollins CI9325 CMiss Thelma Bridgham, 19325 a son, James, born in October. Mr. and Mrs. Foye Wescott CMiss Ada Morrison, 19325 a daughter, Joyce lna, born in March. Mr. and Mrs. Elwin Carter fMiss Bernice Thurston, 19335 a son. Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Chapman, Jr. CI9345 lMiss Rosalie Pike, 19345 a daughter, Jean Wilma. Married : Catherine Woodsum C19225 and Stuart Hodgson. Viola Merriam Cl9275 and Prudent Bedard. Florence Jefferson fl9295 a n d Benjamin Small. Gardner Kimball Cl 9 2 95 a n d Hertha Ridley CI9335. Nettie Maxim C19305 and Burpee Pearl. Edward Tucker, Jr. Cl9305 and Katherine Parks. Arthur Brown C19305 and Virginia Emery. M. F. H. S. PILOT 45 Edward Wellander H9315 and Emily Bridgham H9345 and Guy Anna Maxim f1933j. Segars. Ruth Price and Harry JOhI1 COIHHS and 1.013 Brown. Frost. Evelyn Scully C 19345 and David Shaw. Helen Keene Cl934D and Edroy Harold Morrell H9333 and Lois Millett Cl933j. Elton Pulsifer H9335 and Dorothy Curtis. Irving. HELMI PULKKINEN. ...Q 5..- MCCARTHY - Wusic 5Dwler - LEWISTON Always Uses Everybody O. K. 46 M. F. H. S. PILOT EXCHANGES AS WE SEE OTHERS A The Rostrum, Guilford High School, Guilford Maine. A very good paper. The poetry section is especially good. The Corona, Bridgton High School, Bridgton, Maine. A larger literary de- partment might be an improvement. Why no exchange department? Chronicle, South Paris High School, South Paris, Maine. A very good paper. The Hrst one of this year's we have received. W1'nlchrop Winner, Winthrop High School, Winthrop, Maine. You have a very good joke department, but your art could be improved. The Four Corners, Scarboro High School, Scarboro, Maine. A well ar- ranged book. Leavitt Angelus, Leavitt Institute, Turner Center, Maine. Stories, poems and pictures would improve your paper. Lever, Skowhegan High School, Skowhegan, Maine. You have a good art department. The Tattler, Rangeley High School. Rangeley, Maine. You have a good lit- erary department and Poets' Corner. Why don't you criticize the papers you exchange with? The Cantonia, Canton High School, Canton, Maine. You have a good edi- torial department. Also good literary and poetry departments. The Crescent, Lee Academy, Lee, Maine. Your literary and editorial de- partments could be enlarged. Why don't you have an exchange department? The Amaracus, Monmouth Acad- emy, Monmouth, Maine. You have some good departments. Senior pictures would be an improvement. Messalonskee Ripple, Williams High School, Oakland, Maine. An interest- ing paper. Why not comment on us? The Caduceus, Norway High School, Norway, Maine. You have a very inter- esting paper. It is well planned and you have an excellent literary department. Other papers we have exchanged with: The Whirlpool, Pennell Institute, Gray, Maine. Lasell Leaves, Lasell Junior College, Auburndale, Boston, Mass. IOLA DAVIDSON, '36. AS OTHERS SEE US The Chronicle, South Paris High School, South Paris, Maine. Your book shows very careful work and your pic- tures are exceptionally good. The Lever. Skowhegan High School, Skowhegan, Maine. Your magazine shows that you have good literary abil- ity in your school. Leavitt Angelus, Leavitt Institute. Leavitt, Maine. Your pictures are very good indeed. You also have excellent poems. The Caduceus, Norway High School, Norway, Maine. Your magazine shows improvement in the arrangement of your advertisements although it is open to improvement in art. IOLA DAVIDSON, '36. M. F. H. S. PILOT 47 1 i X X g7?rg 0 ' Xxx tx Q55 S. - T E6-N Q? 1' ,I j, A balky mule has four-wheel brakes. A billy goat has bumpers. A flrefly has a bright tail light. Rabbits are puddle jumpers, Camels have balloon-tired feet. And carry spares of what they eat. But I th'nk that nothing beats The kangaroo with rumble seats, --Exchange. STRANGE TRUTHS Mr. Pottle: Keene, what is a pest house? Keene: A pest house is a place where they keep stray cats and dogs. Gerald Watson tells us that the Louisiana Purchase contained eleventeen states. Miss Nelson: Give Shakespeares dates, G. Watson: You mean the date of his birth and death? Miss Nelson: Yes, I don't know about any others. We have also learned that Julius Caesar acted his part well in the play Julius Cxsarf' Mrs. Mains lin Senior Frenchl: That is another of those idiotic forms. Avis Conant lin English classl : So the man hitched the fence to the post. Johnson ltranslatingl: Wagon au lit: Bed wagon. R. Taker: The Spartans joined the army as soon as they were able to car- ry a gun. Peg Chase, a good authority, tells us that Heartache is a non-communicable disease. Professor Hercules Strongarm Strongarm School of Physical Culture Fifth Avenue, New York Dear Professor Strongarm: I have completed your course. Please send muscles. Yours truly, Leland Farr. NAMED Jackie Goss: What make is Andys new car, Marian? Marian Jewett: HI think he said it was a Wow. ANYTHING TO OBLIGE Timid Referee fbefore the gameil: Now the last thing I wish for is una pleasantness. Tuff Guy: Have you any more last wishes? 48 M. F. Hi Happy Jewett: The man I marry must be brave as a lion, but not for- ward: handsome as Apollo, but not conceited: wise as Solomon, but meek as a lamb: a man who is polite to all women, but loves only me. Jimmy French: How lucky we met. --Exchange. I Teacher Cerasing a decimal point from a numberj: Now where is the decimal point? Pupil: On the eraser. Miss Nelson discovered Stanley Banks writing these words on a piece of paper: Blow, draw, blow, draw, draw, draw, blow, blow. What's the meaning of this? she inquired. That's the music for my bass horn, he replied. Teacher Cshowing a picture of a zebraj: What is this called, Mary? Five-year-old Mary thinks very hard but remains silent. Teacher Chelpfullyjz Z-Z-Z. Mary Cbrilliantlyj: ZorseI Judge Cmaking political speechj: The farmers of today ought to grow more wheat, instead of plowing it under. Voice from audience: What about hay? Judge: I'm speaking about food for mankind just now. I'll get around to your case in a minute. Allan Jackson: I'm getting my beard on the installment plan. Carl Tripp: How's that? Allan: A little down each week. The football squad had presented a turkey to Mr. Thomas. On going to the place where he had deposited it, he S. PILOT discovered that the bird had flown. He suspected three jovial acquaint- ances and upon questioning them re- ceived the reply: It was just a lark.' Lark, be hanged! stormed Mr. Thomas, It w e i g h e d fourteen pounds. v Freemont Curtis was suffering from a severe cold so his mother gave him some cough medicine to take while he was in school. Well, said his mother, did you take the cough medicine regularly? Oh, no, but Bob Taker did. I swapped it with him for some peanuts. He liked it. ' After Jessie had been at boarding school a few weeks she began signing her letters Jessica. Brother Tom thought he would give her a little dig about it so he wrote the following letter: Dear Jessica: Dadica and Momica have gone to visit Aunt Lizzica. Uncle Samica is thinking of buying a new machinica, but he doesn't know whether to buy a Fordica or a Chevica. The old cow had a calfica. I call it Nellica. Your affectionate brother, Tomicaf' MoTHER's LITTLE HELPER Margie was allowed to serve the tea at her mother's bridge party. Her mother, noticing something in her cup, said, Margie, did you strain the tea? Oh, yes, Mother, but I couldn't find the tea-strainer so I used the fly swat- ter. Why, Margie! said her mother. Don't worry, Mother, she replied. I didn't use the new one,-I used the old one. M. F. H. S. PILOT 49 At one time during a heavy fog a London daily paper offered a prize for the best fog story. The following story won the prize: A merchant received a message one morning from one of his clerks. Hello, Mr. Smith, said the clerk over the wire, I cannot come down to the office this morning because of the fog. I have not yet arrived home yes- terdayf'--Exchange. Jimmie, I wish you'd learn better table manners: you're a regular little pig at the table. Deep silence on Jimmie's part. So father, in order to impress him more added: I say, Jimmie, do you know what a little pig is? Yes, sir, replied Jimmie meekly. It's a hog's little boy. -Exchange. Office boy: Please, sir, I think some- one wants to speak with you. Chief: Now, what is the use in saying you think I'm wanted? Am I wanted or not? Oflice boy: Well, sir, someone rang up and said, 'Is that you, you old idiotf' -Exchange. A Washington mother was very much put out because the teacher in- sisted on a written excuse explaining her son's absence from school following a severe snowstorm. Whereupon the mother sat down and dashed off the following note: Dear Miss Kitty: Little Eddie's legs are fourteen inches long: the snow was eighteen inches deep. Very truly yours, 1' Mrs. Smith. Geraldine: What is the matter with your dancing partner? Maribella: Nothing except I was given two feet to walk on and he thought that he could do a better job of it than I. -Exchange. Olie Davidson: I took eight sit- ings. Esther Pike: Having your portrait painted? Olie: No, I'm learning to skate. Two small boys were in swimming. One of them was floundering about quite a bit but not making much prog- ress. Hey, Willie, called his pal, keep your lingers together, you don't eat soup with a fork, do you? Franklin Chapman: I'll race you and beat you if you'll let me choose the course and give me a yard's start. Clarence Clark: Alright, I'll give you five dollars if you beat me. Where do you want to run? Chapman: Up a ladder. Mother: Why, Willie! How does it happen that you get such bad marks for conduct in school? Willie: Teacher said that we should be as much like our fathers as possible and I did the things I heard Daddy and Mr. Jubb said that they did in school. Mrs. Dasher: When we were in Egypt we visited the pyramids. Some of the stones were literally covered with hieroglyphicsf' Mrs. Gush: HI hope none of them got on you. They say that some of those foreign insects are terrible. THE RESPONSE She loved him very dearly, He loved her not a bit, And Fate decreed that on this night They side by side should sit. 50 M. F. H. S. PILOT Say something soft and sweet. she sighed, While through her colored glasses She eyed him fondly as he breathed The single word, MOLASSES. -Exchange. Althea Davis: 'iThe dance floor is very slippery this evening. Leighton Hutchinson: It isn't that, I just polished my shoes. Miss Nelson: Howes, who was Abou Ben Adhem? Howes: A general in the Ethiopian army. OUR POETS' CORNER Oh. teacher, pray have pity, And do not make me flunk: Although my poem's not witty, Oh, teacher, pray have pity, Receive well this little ditty, Although it's rather punk: Oh, teacher, pray have pity And do not make me flunk. ROWENA KEENE, '37, Harvey had a little car, And Happy like to ride. But out came Grampa Sibley And tanned poor Harvey's hide. HILDA HARWOOD, Y36. When the whistle blows for eight o'clock We could find, with covered head, Little Stanley, inert and silent. What, art still in bed? WALTER HARWOOD, 36. 1 There is a fellow in our school Whose name is Gerald Watson, And not 'til teachers lay down the rule Does that boy stop his talking. , STANLEY BANKS. '36. Oh Helmi is a little girl, And FiHeld's heart she smashes As her golden locks he tries to curl Through double-visioned glasses. LELAND E. FARR, '36, Swimming in a river Or riding in a boat, There's just one thing that Banks can't do, And that is learn to float. JAMES FRENCH, '36. Howes is the mystery of our class. He is always so bright and witty. I guess he knows 'twas his last chance To go with the bunch to the city. FREEMONT CURTIS, '36. Some people think it's funny, Some boys think it is smart To go out hunting rabbits. And shoot the dogs that bark. CLAYTON STROUT. ' Elmer is a boy Who goes by many names. But through his tricks and antics He wins himself great fame, ESTHER PIKE, ' Peg Chase: She has a good voice, And oh, how she sings. It must be the water From Poland Springs. MARGARET WESTON, ' The Senior boys, it seems, Must need go to extremes, For when they pick a dainty lass They take her from the Freshman Class. BARBARA DAVIS, ' Now, Master Richardson is fat. He always seems to grin. He never fails when at the bat. The team he's on will win. MILTON KEENE. ' Maybe he isn't smart, Maybe he isn't dumb. But we all know that Franklin Sure can chew his gum. ESTHER PIKE, ' Shouting, laughing, making noise, Timid glances at Senior boys, Smiling, dancing, tossing curls, Of course, I mean the Freshman girls. BARBARA DAVIS, ' I think that I shall never spy A person quite as dumb as I. At writing poems, I sit and think, But that is only wasting ink. VIRGINIA FROST, ' NAMING THE BABY She studied the directory. The telephone book, too: She looked the whole thing over From Aaron down to Zu. She sought out all her neighbors, Wrote forty letters or more, She skimmed through tons of poetry And other books galore. She studied over signboards And other books until, In utter desperation. She simply called him Bill. LELAND B. FARR, '36 M, F. H. 1400 Get Your Sport Wear at THE MEN'S STORE F. Guy Campbell Mechanic Falls, Maine S. PILOT 51 061: MOSELLE'S BEAUTY SHOPPE Compliments of KEN WELCH Ethel L. 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