Norway High School - Caduceus Yearbook (Norway, ME)

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A ff' .- Wi 1- - fl E NTI I :g . it I f Q I I gl t t ary ' T l T 1 - 5 1' 1 tl . . T n. . 2 'J' E T . . f li -f s-. , lt . ni -f Sill ' -+1--fm fit! .al .i Seen by the Clock way to the little door aeross from the sznil- ing eloek. The moon rose slowly from behind the As suddenly as it had stopped, the eioek dark hills and crossed the starlit sky, float- started ticking again. ing above the little town of Salem, until Htartled, the man quiekly turned. but, its rays rested on a quaint little house on Elm Street. It shone through the north gable window onto the big Grandfather's eloek in the shadowy hall. The eloek, looking baek, seemed to sinile eyfiieally. as though it eoncealed some se- eret, or knew that some unusual event was about to happen. llardly had the lllO0l1'S rays shone on the eloek, when through the diin. weird hall there eaine a sudden gust of wind. The ' eloek seemed to hear footsteps on the porch. A masked faee peered in at the dusky win- dow. The eloek stopped ! ! V Who- was this who dared intrude into his inaster's house at this late hourt? VVho was this who erept so stealthily up the steps and erossed the porch? lIe'd see! Even if he was a eloek. he'd keep wateh l The masked face glanced around sharp- ly. noting every object, until it rested on a small door on the wall opposite the eloek. Softly. ever so softly, a blood-stained hand raised the window and stepped gin- gerly into the room. The same hand elosed the window. Varetully the midnight visitor made his pereeiving nothing, he resumed his task. lle again approaehed the door. Aha! Now l'll be rid of these-get my prize, l've had my revenge, he gurgled. Ilis revenge D? Again we notiee his bloody hands! lVhat erilne has he eonunitted? Drawing from his pocket a tiny key, he fitted it into the loek and opened the door. The open cupboard disclosed a small paek- age and a large pamphlet. The visitor grasped all these, put them into his pocket, and retreated to the window just as the IIIVIOIIQS rays passed from the house and on. down lflhn Street. The eloek watehed all and kept on tiek- ing. The lanky being again raised the win- dow and quietly stepped out into the dark- ness, only to be grabbed by lllike. the watehnian. lVhat's the meaning ot' this? he growled. Been on another trip to the bar 'T' lke looked startled. then frightened. He wished to flee. Sit down here and tell ine what 'hap- pened. lllike said gravely. lke sat down beside lllike and began his

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MARION LOUISE THOMAS Commercial Course i'Virtue alone is the unerring sign of a 110l5It' soul. Commercial Club I, II, III, IV, Secre- tary I, Glee Club I, Dramatic Club III, IV. Plans for the future: Maine School of Commerce, Auburn. ABEL MOORES THURSTON t'Abe Agricultural Course Now that everything is all 'Dunn'-I' Agricultural Club I, II, III, IV, Presi- dent IV, Fair Committee II, III, IV. Plans for future: Undecided. ARTHUR TITCKER, JR. Commercial Course UStill Waters P1111 deepn Commercial Club I, II, III, IV. Plans for future: Undecided. VIOLET ELLA UPTON Vi , f'Tulip College Course 'iFrom the sidelines, 'Shoot Vi, shootl'- Ahl We knew yould make it. Basket Ball I, II, III, IV, Assistant Man- ager II, Manager III, Connnercial Club II, Glee Club I,II,Il1, IV, President IV, Dramatic Club III, IV, Caduceus Board III, IV, Fair Entertainment II, Fair Com- mittee Ill, IV, Glee Club Production III . . . 'H' 'W IV, Prize Speaking II, III, IV: Typing-A Shorthand Contest II, III, Senior Drama IV: Class Poem. ' Plans for the future: Bryant-Stratton Business College.

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16 THE CADUCEUS story. For some time his wife's pet pig l1ad been making altogether too much noise, squeals-and such squeals! This prevent- ed Ike from getting a good snooze, so he decided to put an end to Mr. Pig. Thinking tonight would be fine for the deed, he had crept out after his wife was asleep, and had shot Mr. Pig and cut his throat-thus ending the terrible racket. Then, frightened at what he had done, he had quietly entered the house. He had opened the cupboard door and taken his wife's new rolling pin and her book on How to Punish Unruly Hus- bands. He was about ready to dispose of these when Mike had caught him. Mike nearly toppled. over with laughter when he finished. As for the clock, it smiled broader than ever and ticked merrily on. The next morning Ike rose early and hur- ried out to purchase a new pig. He re- turned with one that looked exactly like the other. He replaced the rolling-pin and the book in the cupboard. As a result, Mrs. Ike never knew the difference. The clock, Mike, and Ike were the only ones in the secret! -Faye Lord, '32. The Right Thing One summer afternoon John Smith and Paul Jones started on a hike to the town of Bristol, which was about ten or twelve miles from their home town. It was one of those iine summer days with the sun shining brightly and a gentle breeze blow- ing through the tree-tops. They had reached Bristol, had an ice cream soda, and had started back, because it was rather dusky then. Two miles out they left the state road and entered a smooth clay road, which was very narrow and was surrounded by bushes and trees. It was really only a short-cut. The boys had gone about four or tive long, hard miles, dow11 this road in the dark, when they heard the roar of a motor truck behind them. The boys jumped out of the way, and the machine thundered out of sight around the next bend. John! Paul said, in an excited tone, Did you see those boxes that were covered up by that piece of canvas? Yes, I got a glimpse of them. Why? Well, I think those were cases of liquor, because whe11 that canvas flap flew up I saw the letters W-h-i-s-and I am almost positive the whole word was Wl1iskey. Great Scott, can it be possible that the smuggling of liquor is going on right here under our noses? Yes, sir, John, and I move we try to find out where they are hiding it, and whe- ther they are hiding it around here. I'm with you on that, Paul, so let's get going. The boys hurried down to the bend in the road, where the truck had gone out of their sight. Now it happened that beyond that' bend the road was practically straight for about a quarter of a mile, and the truck had not had time to go out of sight. Gee, there it is l Paul said. t'Sure enough, and look! The truck had slowed down and was turning off the road into the woods. Paul, we must do the right thing, fol- low that truck as quietly and carefully as we can, and investigate secretly to see if it really is a liquor truck. 'tYou are right, John, we must do the correct thing for the good of the people in our town and in Bristol. Then they ran pell-mell down the road until they reached the spot where the ti uck had turned off the road. t'Look, John, there are the tracks those double rear tires made. I think they went