Newport High School - Live Wire Yearbook (Newport, ME)

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NEVS PORT HIGH SCHOOL The campfires warmed a very happy group that mght oompany 149 had succeeded IH holdlng the mob off untll Company 152 took charge Phxllps was feellng badly about shootmg the man whom hls comrades had taken to the hospxtal Joe who had also shot sald course we dldn t k1ll hlm It was too dark to see of course but I know I shot low Come on let s go up near er the fire and Slhg The a1r was rlngmg wlth the vol umes of song A rookle plowed hls way through the rows of boys and finally stopped 1n the center Hey keep stxll he yelled After about five mlnutes he suc ceeded ln quletmg them The boys especlally one were stunned by the followlng announcement The man shot at the mxll thls mormng dled an hour ago at the Saint Joseph s hospltal Hls son IS wanted there rlght away Who IS the son? Asked Tom and Joe ln unlson The rookle hesltated a moment and sald Tom Phlllps P Adams 36 INTOXICATION N a rough road leadlng well ln 4 to the woods a small unkept farmhouse sat The blmds hung by thelr hlnges and the shed leaned uncertalnly to one slde Joe Brown llved here a rough large ne er do well who made hls l1v1ng by mak lng wlnes and beers whlch were well known for thelr good quahty A small flock of hens and a cow were all that he and h1S wlfe had to llve on durmg the wlnter Joe got qulte a lot of money ln the summer when the roads were good and people could come and buy hls drlnks It was late fall and Joe had Just pressed a new supply of grape WIDE and set lt away to age and mellow un tll summer Usually he gave the pulp to the plg but thls year there was no plg so he thoughtlessly dumped the fermented pulp mto the back yard and gave It no further thought of the hens When evenlng came she went to feed them and was very upset to find them lymg scattered all over the farm Joe Brown declded It to be an epldemlc He and hls Wlfe gathered them and plcked all the feathers from them to be used for pll ows I ll bury them tomorrow Joe sald as he dumped them lnto the yard The next mornlng Miranda came ID screamlng Oh the hens have come to l1fe' and sure enough all the hens were huddled lnto one plle trylng to keep warm wlthout a feather on them Joe had lntoxlcated hls own hens That wlnter the henhouse was well equlpped wlth a stove and the unfort unate hens had to be kept warm all wlnter J LSWIS 38 -+ I 13 1 1- . , - - fy I . .,. 4 ! , , ' , Of ' . , . . , , . . i 7 - . ' 1 ' Y! . if ' Q, . , . 9 Y ' , ' - ' Miranda, his wife, had all the care I y ' I 7 44 ' - , I . I Q ' 1 o 1 ' 77 ' ' if ' 77 . - as - ' 77 ' 1 ' . N . . . . ' li ' ,y ! I I , - . . . ,

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zfcz CII y TRAGEDY C-HE brlght red sun burned ltS way over the treetops dlsclos mg a scene of sleeping peace fulness Row on row of st1ll white tents were to be seen At last from one of them came a young man wlth a bugle The rat a tat tat acted as magic for flve minutes afterwards about one hundred of the young m1l1 tlamen stood ready for lnspectlon The officers passed l1ne after line of the boys commentlng here and there One of them stopped 1n front of Tom Phlllps Phlllps Yes Sir Sew a button on your coat And the officer moved on Phlllps stood ln the same position the sober GXDPGSSIOH of his face unchanglng Phlllps was known to the others as Sobersldes Not that he was sul len but lets go back to his earller 1 e Old Tom Philips and hls Wlfe llved small town namely Westbrook Their house was surprlslngly like the SIX others on that street Old Tom was a drlnklng man One day hlS mother tlred or fighting passed away leavlng thirteen year old Tom He lmmedlately ran away and Joining dlfferent organlzatlons finally Jolnlng the mllltla where he had been for the past three years Now let s come back to the present tlme Tom IS twenty three now Now fellows barked an officer I have an lmportant asslgnment for you Theres a mlll strlke on ln Westbrook and the mob IS trylng to burn the mill Company 149 will be ln charge You are all under strlct orders to shoot the minute anyone crosses the fence surroundlng the m1 Two hours later Philips had his company stationed around the mill The strlkers were bO0lUg and occa slonally throwlng bricks and stones Philips standing near the back of the mill heard a shout through the dark ness and then a thlck VOICE crying Come on men let s get the yellow won t work any more Come on Phlllps tightly holdlng hls gun rushed to the front where the greater part of the mob was Stay back you he yelled to the man who stood swaying on the oppo slte side of the fence We have orders to shoot lf you step foot over that fence Aw dry up the leader mumbled It was evldent that he was drunk Standing with hls back to the mill he yelled Come on you lets get at em As he swung hls leg over the fence two rlfles barked wlth Just a second ln between Philips being the first to shoot 9 U . . I6 ' M - . ' . 1 s 9 4 - -4 - - . . - , I u I l , . . I - - - , . , . ' '- u ' , . . . , U l . . , - , . I . . , . -4 - - rs . . , - if ' 77 1 . f Q ' , as 77 H , I Q 7 YES, Sli'-U devils in there and the mill too. They 7 ,Y , . , . . . V . . . , H ' 77 - H H. ' 1 9 i 7 ' ' n l'f . ' ' , in a , . J' , . . . H H ' ! . 9 ' ' ' H 7 ' . . ' 1 1 r - - 7 77 9 ' 5 v 1 , l

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THE LIVE WIRE WILL ROGERS MAN Whom the whole world wlll always remember IS Wlll Rogers Rogers was born on November 4 1879 IH Ologah Indlan Territory I-Ils mother was Mary Schrlmpshere Rogers and hls father was Clem Van Rogers Rogers was well known as The Cherokee Indlan cow hand from Ologah As he was equlpped wlth only a mlnor grade school educatlon he was unable to spell and lacked the ablllty to turn outa paragaaph that would pass the Engllsh teachers And yet he was one of Amerlca s hlghest pald authors He falrly grew up on a horse At fourteen he won a rldlng contest IH a home talent Wlld west show And at seventeen he was earnmg hls own llv 1ng He declded to settle down at twenty three So he returned to Ologah Here he met Betty Blake who later became Mrs Wlll Rogers Not long afterwards he entered the movles In hls early best days asa cow puncher he made about twenty five dollars a month Wlth a volce utterly untralned and untramed Eng llsh he was a star who recelved as much as one thousand dollars a mlnute for a twelve mlnute talk Hls average mcome for the last three or four years was more than one thousand five hun dred dollars a day Mrs Rogers was always a great help to Wlll bhe always traveled Wlth hlm when pOSSlble They had three chlldren W1llJr Mary and Jxmmy Rogers first b1g hlt was called They Had to See Parls After that he made So Thls IS London Llghtmn A Connectlcut Yankee Young as You Feel Buslness and Pleasure Ambassador Blll Down to Earth Too Busy to Work D Bu state Falr Mr Skltch Davld Harum Handy Andy Judge Prlest The County Chalr man and In Old Kentucky whlch was hls last one Rogers always llked to fly He flew many tlmes wlth Wlley Post And one day there came that last fatal fllght In speaklng of his plans to fly wlth Wlley Post who was golng to Alaska and on to Slberla Wlll Rogers grlnned IH the way mllllons loved and sald Alaska w1ll be the end of the Journey for me And then a few davs later on August 15 1935 the news flashed all over the world that Wlll Rogers and Wlley Post had crashed and were both kllled at Polnt Barrows Some people have trled to take hlS place but there w1ll never be another Will Rogers Ida Dwelley 69 WANDERLUST AOMEWHERE ln my not too 1 dlstant ancestry runs the tang of gypsy blood Tne strum of gultars across a waverlng campfire never falls to thrlll me as I sway wlth the tempo of the muslc Always lt has been so and always It wlll remaln the same I am a tramp a vagrant a professlonal hobo lf you w1sh I have been endowed Wlth all of these epl thets from tlme to tlme -r L 14 1 1- ii ' ' C6 ' 1 U 79 as ' 9 77 ' 77 55 9 Y ' ' ' lb ll 4 , , r. 117, 45 '57 if ' 77 ' Y I ' Y ' ' 66 ' if 1 .9 7 1 Y ' ' ll ' Q7 CL ' . , ' - ' n li 77 , ' Y U ' ' . , . l Y Y ' 5 ' 7 - ' 77 o 9 I 9 . - u 0 , . . . - , . . . , . . , . ., v , ' 7 U , . . . . . ' 9 Y 65 ' ,Y ' '