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

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THE LIVE WIRE -k I 19 :I 1' Anger was seething in him. Was it his fault that all the girls had been dated? Suddenly he had an idea. Remember the movie star who had presented him with the trophy for the best composition last year? Why couldn't he ask her? It would be worth a try anyway. Monday evening found Ray studiously writing a letter to the movie star, Ianice Lane, Who was at her summer cottage just a few miles away. After tearing up two or three different letters, he found one to be satisfactory. He went to the corner and mailed it, then went back to the dorm',--wondering what the out- come Would be. As Friday night rolled around, and with the boys, taunts still coming at him, Ray received a telegram from jan- ice saying that she would be there at 9 p. m. He dressed in his best tux, combed his hair, and walked across the campus to the hall. His brown skin, black curly hair, and blue eyes were in contrast with the bright lights in the hall. As 9:00 o'clock rolled around and no movie star, Ray began to wonder. Soon it was 9:30, 9:45 and then 10:00 o,clock. He was beginning to give up when a large car drove into the yard and out stepped-Janice Lane. Ray was out the door in a flash. As everyone stared at them as they walked in, Ianice told Ray why she was late. Her manager had told her not to go out, but stay home and rest. She had a hard time to get away. By 10:30 they were like old friends. The evening wore on, when suddenly they were interrupted by two police- men and a rnan in plain clothes, who proved to be janice's manager. Hle stopped Ianice in the middle of a dance with Ray and asked her why she wasnit home resting up for her next picture. Before Ianice could get a word in edge- wise, she and Ray were caught in a sud- den ilash of light from a reporteris camera. I enjoyed the evening a whole lot and I hope we'll meet again soonf' said Ianice as she was taken through the door. Ray felt a funny feeling rising in him as if he didn't want Ianice to go. He went over to the dormitory and laid awake a long time thinking. The next morning he was awakened by the housemaid saying there were some policemen to see him downstairs. He slipped into a robe and went down, to come face to face with Ianice's man- ager. Hello,', he said. Aren,t you the fel- low Janice was with last night?,' Yes, I am! replied Ray firmly. Well,', said the man, your picture is on the front page this morning, and itis just what we've been looking for. And we want you to sign a contract to play opposite Ianice in her next picture. Besides, she won't play the part with any other man but you. Will you do it? Ray hesitated a minute, not knowing what to say. But, just as suddenly, he knew what he was going to say, because he could have a good career and be near Janice at the same time. A Skating Party It was a cold winter day when twenty-four of us started out on a skat- ing party. The party consisted of twelve boys and twelve girls. We were all to bring our share of the food and wood.

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NEWPORT HIGH SCHOOL -P I 18 1 +- Missing in Action It was Saturday, a sunny day in the early spring. Pete was making his way slowly up the long lane which was now crazily disheveled by the excited rushes and gurgles of the thousands of tiny rivulets making their annual spring journey to the more complacent life of the lowlands. About halfway up the lane he came to the familiar old apple tree whose fruit was good only for throwing, but whose protective branches and fragrant blossoms had so many times silently serenaded the lovers of Pete's little village. As he sat down, he remembered when he and Daisy had last sat there together-just a year ago. As he sat there, he found himself remember- ing-remembering when he should be dreaming. He felt again that same sensa- tion--he thought again the same thoughts. The comfort and security in feeling Daisy close to him and the little catch in his throat as the little rivulets suddenly portrayed the course of hu- man life. They started way up on top of the hill, small and unimportant. Slowly they grew and as they grew they be- came excited and confused. Then they began to catch glimpses of the bottom of the end of their life-and they be- came more confused and a little afraid, and they rushed about madly trying to find the something that they knew should be there for them. And then it was all over. They were swallowed up in the flood. The war had seemed remote then, but before winter had come Daisy was in it-a branch of the Red Cross. It had seemed so absurd that they would take her and he couldnit go. For two weeks their life had been like the madly rushing spring Hoods, and then it was all over-for a while. Pete had never stopped believing that it was just for a while. That is, not until just an hour ago-and still it seemed so unreal. Rapidly, his life with her Hickered through his mind as his boyish eyes, filled with tears, followed the rushing waters until they joined the turbulent flood far below. There the words, miss- ing in action, were jumping about hys- terically. But slowly they spilled out to sea and Peter's mind cleared. Reverently, Pete bowed his head and prayed that some day he would see Daisy again. That is, if a little boy and his dog can go to the same heaven. I. Wiers. The Senior Prom On the campus of Haskell College could be seen boys and girls walking to and fro with books tucked under their arms. In one corner was teen-aged girls conversing excitedly, while some dis- tance away boys were also talking with vigor. Everyone seemed excited except one fellow by the name of Ray Sanders, who was by himself. What was all this excitement about anyway? Why, the Senior Prom was only one week away! This was an important event in the lives of these young students. Suddenly came the aggravating shout, Ray, where's your girl? Then followed several more, such as, Ray hasnit a girl - What happened to your sex appeal, Ray? Then laughter rang out. These shouts burned in Ray's ears.

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NEWPORT HIGH SCHOOL 'P I 20 1 i- We started out at 8:00 in the morn- ing and arrived at our destination around 9:00. It was quite a hike, but it didn't seem so far as we had so much fun on the way. When the gang got there, we skated until dinner time. Some of the boys started a nice fire so we could roast hotdogs and marshmallows. It seemed as though we ate twice as much, prob- ably due to the skating. We finished around 1:00. Then we sang for a while and gathered around and chatted with one another. After starting to skate again we had the most fun, as one girl among us could not skate. Although lane man- aged to creep around a bit, she was down most of the time. Finally after some tiring hours and help from the others, Jane was doing quite well. At 3:00 we all started home. jane managed somehow to get in a fish hole in the ice. Her feet were soaking. There was a shore nearby, so we walked over and built a fire so she could dry her feet. This slowed us up some, as we did not arrive home until 8:45. On parting, jane made the daring re- mark that she liked skating very well. Emily Parent. It Happened In a Day Mrs. Hardy sat up in alarm. What was that strange noise that had awak- ened her? She frantically clutched Mr. Hardy's shoulder, whispering, Burg- larsl Mr. Hardy merely rolled over, opened one eye and stated, Go back to sleep, dear, itis just Johnny falling out of bed again. And so the day QFriday, the 13thD be- gan for Johnny Hardy. Finding himself on the floor, he decided to stay up. Pulling on his clothes, he dashed out the door and started to breakfast. Try- ing to run down the stairs in two leaps, he turned a double somersault and landed on his head. Cingerly he proceeded to the table and began to devour the meal set be- fore him. Halfway to his mouth he up- set a good portion of soft-boiled egg on his best white shirt. In a frenzy, he pulled an old sweater over his head before his mother could see to what ends the egg had departed. Showing off on his way to school, he walked along the narrow iron top rail- ing of a fence, and, much to his sur- prise and embarrassment, he fell flat on his face. Upon his arrival at school johnny was greeted with the fact that, since his Eng- lish notebook was three weeks overdue, he would receive a failing mark on his rank card. The morning passed with only a few mishaps, namely, three visits to the principal and two zeros for deportment. At noon, when he returned to school, the last bell had already rung. Not in the mood for a talk with the principal, he slipped out a side door and headed for home. His mother had gone out, so he caught up his shotgun and started out in search of a squirrel. In the woods Iohnny had located a beautiful specimen, aimed carefully and just as his finger tightened on the trig- ger he felt a hand on his shoulder. The truant officer! Leave the rest of the afternoon to your