Newtown High School - Newtowner Yearbook (Elmhurst, NY)

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As she did so, the plane lurched, and a small vial tinkled to the door- empty. Lehman turned white as he stared at the floor, then clutched his throat. Poison! You've poisoned me! You-. I-I didn't mean-. Get out of my way, he screamed as he stumbled toward the cabin door. The first aid kit, where is it P Quick, whispered Fran, get the controls, I'll close the door. Later, much later, after Dick had set the plane down at Fairville Airport 7 after Lehman was in jail and the ship carefully guarded, Fran laughed. They were having coffee in Captain Allison's office as Fran explained her- self. That was perfume in the coffee, not poison. But where did you get the perfume?,' Captain Allison demanded. Oh, said Fran, didn't you know? It was ladies' night tonight at the theatre. BETTY Monm N xi Eggs, -DKX 1xN'- i pxhjxx-'i,?gg 27

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turned to Fran. She knew his face was set and tight. She could tell from his voice. Lehman's got no business with this ship, he said. And I'm going to see that he heads back for the field ! Moments later, Dick, with Fran close behind, jerked open the door to the pilot's compartment. Lehman was peering at a map, but he turned at the sound. His eyes widened. Then his evil face hardened into a sneer. Well, if it ain't teacher's pet with his gal friend P' This ship belongs to the U. S. Army, Lehman, Dick answered evenly. Turn it around. We're going back. Not a chance, Lehman's mouth curled. This ship and me are goin' to keep a date with a couple of guys on a boat. Spies P The question cracked like a whip. What do I care? Lehman came back. They're willing to pay me fer the radio control equipment. This ship's no amphibian, Fran put in. She's got a parachute, ziin't she? Me an' the equipment's going down in that. You two can take care of yourselves. The sneer in his voice changed to a snarl. Now, get back in that cabin, both of youse! There's six hours of fiyin' ahead an' I can't be bothered. Get goin l II. The hours went by as Dick and Fran, back in the cabin, wracked their brains. Too late, they realized they should have jumped upon Lehman. Now the door was locked. Suddenly Fran grabbed Dick's arm. Can you fly this ship, Dick ? In a pinch. why? Is there any coffee in the galley? Should be. Dick was puzzled. But Fran, I don't-wait-what are you going to do? Fran had already disappeared into the galley. Five minutes later she returned with a steaming cup of coffee and rapped on the door of the pilot's compartment. She motioned for Dick to follow. Lehman peered out, saw the coffee, and opened the door wider. I thought you might like a cup of coffee. Fran said sociably. Lehman grunted, taking a. few sips, and then said Tastes funny. Oh, that's just because the coffee's stale, Fran replied indilferently. Lehman glanced at Fran, blew on the liquid, and then gulped it down. He handed back the cup, and Fran peered at him strangely. Do you feel all right? she said. Sure, he snarled. VVhy not? I just wondered, she said innocently, and turned away. 26

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OICE OF ANNEX 13 A SOLDIER'S GOODBYE Hurry son, it's getting late, All the children at the gate, Waiting there to see you go, Hurry son, you're awfully slow. My land, boy, you've not yet packed, All the things your suitcase lacked, Tooth brush, comb and razor, too, Hurry, what's got into you? There you are, a nice big lunch, And some cookies, too, to munch, Now let's be oil' or we'll be late, Say goodbye to the boys at the gate. N ow there's the train, over there, Have you got your ticket? Where? One more kiss before you go, Hurry son, you're awfully slow. Write me often-don't forget, For if you do, you'l1 soon regret, Now be right good, and come home soon, Hurry, Hurry, Oh my son. I'1l be back, never fear, I'll be back in one short year, I'll write you nightly, just you wait, Now goodbye, or I'll be late. As the train pulled out, a tear I spied, And I suspect that mother cried, How could I forget to write, P11 write her every single night. Goodbye. NANCY Hnxmmon 28 WE ARE LITTLE FRESHMEN We are little Freshmen, As proud as proud can be, Because we hail from Newtown, As you can plainly see. On our first day at Newtown, We hunted high and low, We tried to find our classrooms, But progress sure was slow. They say we're only freshmen, And do not understand, But when it comes to Newtown, It's the finest in the land. J Ames WEBB and JOHN NELsoN f6:5w A KITTEN There was a kitten, With a bad disposition, He scratched and he scratched Till we called a physician. When the doctor arrived, 'Twas a mighty good thing Our cat was nine-lived, For the doctor prescribed, A good whack on his hide, Some adhesive patches To cover our scratches. Two bucks for the physician, Ended Kit's bad disposition. fAlso the kitten., Ronnnr MATTFELD