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

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Last, but not least, came little Will, The baby of the household. He was putting up a kick, 'Cause sister had a wrestle hold. These kids, plus Maggie's housework, Kept her on the run. She always heaved a sigh of relief, When the day was done. But now as the day draws to a close, And the kids are fast asleep, Poor Maggie sits down in a chair And rubs her swollen feet. May Cook '52 A CLEVER BOY While Mother was setting the table, Father and John were in the living- room. Then Mother called them to dinner. As John and his father entered the dining-room. John's eyes lit up with a sly twinkle as he turned to his father with the question, Dad, how many fowls are there on the table? His father looked at the pair of steaming fowls, roasted a golden brown, that lay on the platter. He replied quickly, Why son, there are two, of course. Two? scoied John. There are three, and I'll prove it. Three? questioned the father, puzzled. He had been 'taken in' sev- eral times lately by his son's clever tongue, but he determined to call for an explanation. I'd like to have you prove that. Easily done, sir, easily done, said John with importance. Now isn't this one? laying his fork upon the first. Yes, that's certain, said his fa- ther. Andisn't this two? said John, pointing to the second, And don't one and two make three? Really, replied the father turn- ing to his wife who was beginning to smile in appreciation of her son's cleverness at 'getting one' on his fa- ther. Really, this this boy of ours is a genius and deserves encouragement. Here, Mother, you shall have one fowl, I'll take the second, and our John here, may have the third for his learning. An old joke retold by Dorothy Lancaster '53 BIOLOGY CLASS Of all the courses the Sophomores take This year at N. H. S. I think that they will all agree Our Biology Class is best. We learn that a grasshopper has green blood, And fish have three-chambered hearts. The nervous system of a crayiish is on the ventral side, And had blood doesn't cause warts. We learn why snakes are reptiles, And how termites build their homes, We learn why some birds migrate And others never roam. But now we're studying humans, Their functions and their habits. Later we're going to have projects, Like raising rats and ra.bbits. Nancy Day '52 THE STAR PERFORMANCE It was opening night and the seats

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A TRIP TO THE MOON One day as I sat nibbling on a huge sandwich of sardines, lettuce and to- matoes, salad dressing, tuna fish and other miscellaneous articles, and en- deavoring to study my latin, my mind strayed from my subject and I found myself dreaming about my favorite topic-rocket ships. It was then that the idea came to me. Why couldn't Professor Zanuck and I build a rocket ship and take a trip to the moon? I was about to get the professor and inform him about my wonderful idea when I heard a terrible explosion coming from the di- rection of the laboratory. I ran as fast as my short legs could carry me to see what had happened. Icau- tiously opened the door and peeped in. The professor was carefully getting up and was brushing himself off. What happened '? I boomed. He explained that he was only playing with his firecrackers, one of his favor- ite pastimesfI neglected to say the professor was in his second childhood and was quite playfull. I helped him get his beard untangled and explained my plan. The professor liked it and we imme- diately started work. In about two daysiwe were very fast workersl we were ready to start. With our tooth- brushes under our arms, we set the controls and with a zoom took off. We had traveled a few hours when we came to a sign saying, Go slow. Only 24,000 miles to the moon. It was just a few minutes before we arrived. The people and animals were indiff- erent to us and acted as though we didn't exist, We walked around until we came to a great big building which was made up of ice cream and floated in a little pond of soda pop. The people all had spears and daggers and ran toward us saying queer words and throwing them at our heads. If only we could make it to the rocket ship! Finally we made it. We jumped in and were off. We hurtled through space so fast that our stomachs began to object. As we were about to land I heard a voice say, Wake up, wake up! And wake up I did, sitting right in the middle of the floor. Elva Brackett '53 MAGGIE The day had dawned, just this morn, So beautiful and peaceful. But this sereneness did not last, For Maggie had her hands full. She had five kids, all her own, And don't you dare deny it. They all had hair as black as night, And tempers to defy it. First came Sue, the oldest girl, And she was in a dither. Her prize piece of calico, Had been borrowed by little sister. Next came Pete, the oldest boy, And he was very flustered. For how can you visit your very best girl, When your bow tie has been busted? Next came Joe, a dandy boy, Born just ten years ago, And why God gave him such power- ful lungs, I swear, I'll never know. Next came Jane, the youngest girl, The beauty of the family. She had hair of black, eyes of blue, And a nose that was a dandy.

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in the huge theater filled rapidly. As she waited nervously in the wings for her cue to go on stage, Mary thought back to the last few minutes in her dressing room. Her maid had put the finishing touches on her costume and hair-do and had checked to be sure the laces on her snowy White ice skates were tied firmly. Then as Mary turned to go, a messenger boy rushed up to her and handed her a note. After quickly reading the note, Mary smiled know- ingly. Then she placed the bit of pa- per carefully on her dressing table and had hurried out into the wings where she stood. Mary thought of the note once more. Look for me in Box 5. Good luck, signed, Dr. John Holloway. Just then the or- chestra swung into the melody that was her cue. With a last whispered, 'good luck,' from her manager, Mary glided onto the ice. Two spotlights were immediately turned upon her, flooding her and the ice around her with a dazzling brill- iance. She smiled nervously and be- gan the intricate steps of her difficult routine. The spotlights followed her over the ice making the sequins on her short jacket sparkle like diamonds. The blue plums on her skirt swayed gently about her as she weaved and darted in and out to the music of the ice follies orchestra. Then, before she knew, she was al- most through. Only one feat remained to be done. The one most difficult for a skater on ice to perform. Could she do it now before an audience? She knew that out there in the vast sea of faces watching her was one person who would know how anxiously her heart beat. Mary knew that he too, waited breathlessly. She must do it! Around the great stage she skated. Faster and faster! Then she leaped four feet into the air in a graceful arch. Com- ing down she made a quick stop in front of Box 5, her silver blades throwing out a shower of ice flakes. As she poised there on her toes she smiled confidently at the man who smiled back at her from Box 5. As Mary glided off the ice, a young man turned to Doctor Holloway. She was wonderful, doctor, he beamed, I see now why you wanted me to pay particular attention to her. She was marvelous wasn't she,? smiled back Dr. Holloway, but the real rea- son I wanted you to notice her was that I told that girl a year ago she would never walk again. Betty Look '52 .......q1-.Q?:,.- at Paul R: Mom, Ican't. . . Mother: Don't say you can't. Ev- erything is possible if you try hard enough. Paul R: Well, let's see you put the toothpaste back in the tube. ill- Richard B.: You look worried. Roy D.: I am. My sister was ma- king a cake and the recipe said, Put in the eggs, sugar, shortening and milk, and beat it! I haven't seen her since. ,..i-.Tl