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

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This is where I keep my husbandf, All I saw were some ashes in the bottom. On one side of the room were shelves built like cages and in them were white mice and rabbits. They were separated by a couch which had the head of it built in the wall. The couch was covered with black satin and on it was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I screamed, I think. I kept wishing I could get out of the place, but something seemed to hold me, so I looked toward the other side of the room, wondering what came next in this dreadful place. On this side was a large glassed-in case. 'In it were curios from every country. There was a scalp with beautiful, long golden hair and in the middle was the head of a man. It looked very real and had a horrid expression of fear on its features. I looked toward the door, wondering how I could get out of the place, when something above it caught my attention. A shelf had been built over the door on which was a skull, and on the skull sat a raven, the most wicked-looking one there ever was, I think. -til S. PILOT 27 I screamed again and this time so loud that I woke myself upg and ohl What a relief! Norma Drisko '42, THE ROOM NVAS IN A RIOT The room was in a riot when the teacher left her class. I looked around, but couldn't see a studious lad or lass. I wanted to be a sociable soul, so I joined in the roar. But all the time with a guilty mind, my eye was on the door. Someone threw an eraser, it bounced against a chair, And all at once, with a mighty force, several Latin books filled the air. But oh! that Jacob Jackson, the smart Alec of the school, VVas having fun with an old squirt gun, splashing ink in bright blue pools. The back of the room was calming down, but the front was in full action, The biology class was killing flies, and proved an added attraction. But all too soon our fun did end, when the door opened to expose. The teacher standing with a knowing smile, looking around on our studious pose. Gloria Strout '-13. .4-1 si, Slllnd v is Q- I I 4-'I E52 I gif? H1723 'Y' 'lgiii' 1??': 'LJ

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26 M. F. H. S. PILOT Oh giminy, groans Elt from the kitchen, Mother got too much yeast in the root beer, again. E. S. '44. THE TRIUMPH Br-r-r-r, goes the last bell warning the re- luctant Latin Class on its way. The six very unstudious looking students wearily place Catsar under their arms and, dragging one foot after the other, proceed to mount the stairs. Their facial expressions are similar to those of six men hanging on a silk thread over a ledge. Shirley, the bravest of these two trium- virates, cautiously peeks around the door and boldly enters. So we come, with Phyllis bringing up the rear. Meanwhile the clock has been galloping along like Paul Revere and it is now ten minutes since the last bell rang. Imperator Nelson raps for order and the study students Hnally subside to their books. Only the rustle of leaves and the squeak of Erma's seat as she hunts through sheaves of paper for her translation, can be heard. Miss Abbott will please proceed, com- mands our Imperator. Shirley draws a long breath and begins to translate one of Ca:sar's most breathtaking paragraphs, it's all one sentence. Bessie, when it comes her turn, declares, I've got all the words, but I'll be darned if I can make 'um make sense. About now Ioyce pipes up and wants to know why Caesar wasn't shot before he ever had a chance to write paragraphs of one sen- tence! After everyone has Hnished translating, Miss Nelson gives the assignment and every- one goes busily to work-asking questions about phrases. Thelma, obviously engaged in doing her assignment, suddenly waves her hand in the air and says, What would you use as a meaning of pero if you were me? The book says it means: go to, make for, to get secure, demand, ask, request, and to be a candidate for. I just can't figure out which one to use. Miss Nelson suggests look for and Thelma looks blank, for that meaning isn't even given. She sighs and looks at Miss Nelson as one does upon a genius. At last as the bell announces relief, every- one puts his brain in storage until next Latin Class, and slides down in his seat to a half lying position of utter exhaustion. Finally, revived by the smell of food from the Home Economics room we stand auto- matically and follow the aroma of cooking food which means dinner and home. Thelma Prince and Erma Shaw '42. THE RESULT OF OVER EATING The most interesting room I ever saw was -well, it happened like this, and I still think the three hot dogs, two ice-cream sodas, and nearly a pound of candy I had just eaten could not have had anything to do with it. At bedtime I felt all right. I turned out the lights and was listening to some of Glenn Miller's sweet music on the radio. The next thing I knew I was walking down a lonely road in front of a farm house. A nice little old lady who was sitting on the doorstep asked me if I'd like a drink of water, for it was very warm. It was a modern kitchen in which I got a drink, then she asked me if I'd like to come into her living room. She went into the room, but I got only as far as the door. I didn't believe such a room was possible! From where I was standing the first thing I saw was the wall opposite me. Except for the one window which was in the exact middle, the wall was covered with black satin on which were hung pictures, mostly snapshots. She explained that in- stead of keeping pictures in an album, she preferred to have them where she could see them. The window had heavy gold brocade curtains. The floor was hard wood and very slippery, but I ventured on it. On the floor in front of the window was a large, hand- some black vase that looked very expensive. She asked me to come over to it. She said,

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