New Bedford Institute of Technology - Fabricator Yearbook (New Bedford, MA)

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THE FABRICATOR 1935 PROPHECY The sun that warm December day. Rose cheerful over waves of blue, And lighted up that isle of green, Where three figures there were seen. And although the talk seemed out of way Lefs listen in and hear what ' tis they have to say. The three people on the beach were the sole survivors of the wrecked palatial yacht belonging to Edgar Stowell. Edgar had made a fortune in the candy business and for the past two years had employed Joe Crowley, ex-wrestling champion, and me as bodyguards. We had been on a round- the-world cruise when the disaster occurred that cast us upon t his unin- habited island to shift for ourselves. Crowley had been grumbling for days about the diet of dates and cocoanuts which seemed to upset his liver and disposition, but only served to encourage my already enlarged waistline. We were awakened this particular morning by loud cries from Edgar who had seen a ship anchored in the harbor. A boat had put off from the ship and as it drew near the beach we could make out the figure in the bow of the boat. Dressed in a captain ' s uniform was our old friend and classmate, Henry Perry. As the boat beached, Henry sprang forward, and such a hubbub of laughing and crying arose. Finally Henry managed to shout above the din, Yes, the call of the sea being strong in my bones, I finally decided to run away from home. My early experiences in handling large craft enabled me to soon become master and owner of that fine ship out yonder . We congratulated Henry on his rapid rise to fame and he invited us to complete our cruise on his boat. We were amazed to discover that the rowing crew were none other than Howarth, Keith, Lovejoy, and Languirand, the original Four Horsemen of the Class of ' 35. Pulling together now and forever they brought us safely to the side of the ship and there we dis- covered the name Perrywinkle . Edgar studied the name for a moment as though puzzled, then a light dawned. Oh, Perry , says Edgar, Did you name this vessel in memory of your famous yacht which had the distinction of being last in every race at Padanaram back in ' 35? Perry admitted that this was true, and was about to lake exception to the crack concerning the winning, or rather losing abilities of his one and only love, the great ship Perrywinkle , when suddenly Edgar lost ;il I interest in the argument and (aslcned his attention upon three passengers who were none other than the fair coeds of the ' 35 class of N. B. T. S. As we climbed up the side ol the ship, Violet, Ruth, and Ann were there lo greet us, slill beautiful and single, mil angling. Being loyal bodyguards 4 30 } «