Norway High School - Caduceus Yearbook (Norway, ME)

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16 THE CADUCEUS and they wanted to see the fun. But take my advice and never try to ride a horse till you know whether or not it 's locoed! -Stanley Lord, '31, My Trip to Camelot Sir Jaw11 and I started for Camelot at five-thirty in the morning, as our Lord the King had invited us to the Tournament Breakfast. We were graciously received by two doormen in green velvet breeches and vermilion belted vests with tall, white boots reaching to the knees. As we were being ushered to our respec- tive places at the table, a Saxon maid ap- peared and told us we could expect the king immediately. But imagine our sur- prise when His Majesty came and seated himself between us! And what a breakfast! As we sat there gazing at the wonderful stained glass win- dows done by Tinker, the Goldsmith, the main part of the feast arrived-a whole side of a pig nicely done with a proud peacock sitting on top. And peacocks were served only when distinguished guests were pres- ent! His Majesty was very sociable, asking about the present condition of my native Britanny, the health of my braves and knights and personal questions which I would not dare to keep secret with such a host as he. After the meal, or rather, banquet, we were ushered to the fie-ld in state to sit with Ilis Majesty in his private box. It was an experience well worth remembering. --Francis Wiles, '32, His Last Message I was job-hunting as usual, and while glancing through a morning paper, I saw great headlines, offering a million dollars to the right person. I raced to a cab and sped to the Science Building. There I in- quired about the nature of this unusual job. A short, red-faced man said that it was doubtful whether I would do. I could make neither head nor tail of what he was saying, but at last it began to dawn on me that he wanted a man to send in a rocket to the moon. 1 was thoroughly examined, and my nerves were given special tests. People tllought I must be very c1'azy to of- fer myself for such an adventure. Finally the gre-at day arrived. Head- lines, on the front pages of all the papers, were in huge print, saying that a flying fool was going in a rocket to the moon. The rocket was a huge bullet-shaped ob- ject that was to be clamped to an enormous rotating wheel. When the wheel was' revolving at a terrific rate, the rocket was to be loosened from the clamp and hurled into the air. The great momentum at which this giant bullet hurtled out of sight and on, past the clouds, together with the intricate mass of machinery, with which I had already made an acquaintance-these were two important factors in maintaining its upward and outward course, and enabl- ing it to resist the strong pull of the earth 's gravity. I can still remember the terrible noise while I was in the rocket 011 that whirling wheel. I was knocked unconscious, and when I had revived, I must have been hun- dreds of miles from the earth. I stepped to the observation window and looked out. I was met by a blinding light. Then I found a pair of black glasses nearby. which I put on, and again peered out. I witnessed a wonderful spectacle. Many balls of fire and long-tailed comets, probably a million mile-s in length, could be seen in that infinite expanse of space. Suddenly the realization came over me that I was witnessing such a sight as had never been witnessed by another human eye-no, not even with the aid of a power- ful telescope. I turned back to my instrument board,

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THE CADUCEUS 15 The next morning we found that the light- ning had struck and entirely destroyed the laboratory containing the new machine. I have visited the Professor since, but so far he has been unsuccessful in attempting to build another machine like the one de- stroyed. -Francis Hutchins, '31, That Locoed Horse from the C. B. Did you ever hear tell of a locoed horse? NYell,'now, it is one of the worst kinds of horsetiesh a man ever rode. I'm going to tell you about a locoed horse that was owned by the C. B. Ranch. She was the prettiest little horse you ever laid eyes on, and she could run the legs otf any horse in the dis- trict, when she felt like it. But she had a fault which no one knew but Ring the Rell Brown, owner of the C. B. Ranch- and his gang. I was running horses for the outit at the ranch joining the C. B. As I was at the station the day that 'tRing the Bellw and his gang were shipping a carload of horses, Ring the Bellw came up and asked me whether I knew anything about the country around those parts and did I know xx here the water holes were up north. Yeah, said I, Ifm acquainted from the Pumpkin Buttes clear to the Black Thunder Hills. f'Just what I want, answered Ring the Bell. Could I get you to chauffeur us up to Bear Creek? Several horses of ours are up in that section somewhere, and I think during this dry spell we will find them near Bear Creek. Ring the Bell offered me forty bucks for the trip and any of his horses to ride. 'Well, now, I began to sit up and take noticeat this, for if therels anything I like to do, it 's fork a high spirited bronc. At once I decided I'd go. I had heard a lot about that brown mare from the C. B., but as I never had a chance to ride her, I thought, Here I go! The next morning we headed for the north country. I was riding the C. B. mare and she was going along at a good clip. IVe were well started when she de- cided that she did not want to head for the north country, so she struck off in the oppo- site direction. I couldnlt hold her and tin- ally she stopped after a run of several miles. As she refused to move, I got off and started to lead her. Still she balked, so I went to a clump of bushes nearby to get a stick. I started to use it on her, but before I struck a blow, she was off again to the north without me. Now, if I didn 't have a good time walking in the hot sun with riding boots! I finally found the mare, quietly feeding beside a small stream three miles away. She allowed me to catch her and swing into the saddle. Nothing unusual happened un- til I got almost back to the rest of the gang. Then she began to gallop and went right on past the others. As I went by, the boys shouted for me to stop, they had something to tell me. They were all smiling, but they changed their looks xx hen that locoed horse started for a cliff a little distant. There was a sheer drop of about one hundred feet and that mare was travelling! Well, I tried to turn her toward a tree on the edge of the cliff, that was all I could do. The limbs hung low, and as the mare went under them, I jumped. I failed to grasp the largest branch, but it struck me in the chest. The next thing I knew the boys were bending over me and applying cold water by the gallon. They told me tl1e horse had gone over the cliff and that she never moved after she struck the rocks be- low. It was just as well for she was plum locoedf' If she had lived, she might have killed someone. The boys said they were sorry for not telling me about the mare, but they thought I could look out for myself.

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TIIE CADUCEUS '17 and, after looking at the distance dial, I computed the distance I had travelled. I decided 1 must be about halfway between the earth and the moo11. VVhat an odd sensation I experienced! Suddenly, I heard a popping sound. I turned with a fearful feeling, and, to my horror, I saw the delicate machinery being twisted into a tangled mass, due to the un- usual pressure being placed upon it. I knew that it was but a matter of time before the end. The rocket kept moving forward, because of its great momentum. I cast my eyes in desperation about the compartment, and they fell upon a small emergency rocket put there to send a mes- sage back to earth, wl1e11 such a situation as this should arise. It gave me an idea. I immediately wrote the mesage which you are reading. I expect the rocket to reach the moon, but I shall be dead long before that. Until further discoveries, it is my belief that a human being will never reach- the moon alive. After placing these words in the emergency rocket, I shall light the fuse, and await my doom. Goodbye! -Henry Dyer, '32. N. H. S. Seventy Years From Now Norway High School seventy years from now! We all wonder what it will be like then and probably many of us have used our imaginations to paint a picture of it. This is mine. The description of the building from the outside will be as follows: it will have four stories, it will be made of marble and granite, looking much like a spacious man- sion. It will have three entrances located at the north, south and west sides. If we were to travel through the inside of this building, the first of the new con- veniences we would notice would be the elevators at each end of the building. We would notice a decided change in the hall- ways from those we now have. They would be lined with small lighted desks, which would bc for the students' help in studying. There would also be many easy chairs lin- ing the corridors. There would be forty classrooms, a supply office, two offices, and a rest room for the teachers. Another great improvement would be the large, sunny cafeteria in the basement. The middle of this room would be occupied with tables and chairs, where the pupils could eat their noo11 and recess lunches. Behind the counter would be a chef. The whole room would be exquisitely decorated, this being made possible by a donation by one of the wealthy citizens of the town. The classrooms would be similar to those that we now have, only there would be sev- eral additions. The second floor would be largely comprised of an auditorium, with a seating capacity of 600 people, with a spa- cious and well arranged stage. The stage curtain would be beautifully painted, do- nated by a former N. H. S. graduate. On the third floor would be a doctor 's,' a nurse 's and a dentist's room, for the school would have its own dentist. nurse and doctor. Two rooms would be used as music rooms, each containing a radio-television set. These would enable the children, who will take orchestra and glee club work, to see some of the best musicians and hear some of the best music in the world. One extra large room would be used to show educational movies to certain classes. Entering one of the rooms where classes are being held, we would see at the desk of the teacher an odd looking piece of machin- ery. If we waited until it spoke, we would iind it to be a Robot Cmechanical manj, who would proceed in conducting the day 's lesson. After a complete trip through the school building, we would go to the back of the building and look in awe and amazement at the wonderful new structure-the Gym.