Norway High School - Caduceus Yearbook (Norway, ME)

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18 THE CADUCEUS Inner Thoughts M-e-e-m-e-k-in-e-c-, listen to her, doesn't she know anything? Rip! That 's right, tear me, and abuse me, all you want to, you know that I am incapable of pro- tecting myself. Good heavens! So that was what you were trying to find-mechan- ical-and spelling it with a 'k', yeah, that 's right, mark a heavy line around it. That's about the hundredth time today that I have had my face slapped on this table. Gee! Oh, dear, I am getting so that I use as much slang as the people around me, but, as I started to say, if people would only realize what a help I really am to the World, they would not use me as roughly as they do. Dear old Noah! How I would like to see him! I haven't for many years now, and I must say that he didn 't use me quite as roughly as some people do. - Holy Heavens! Stop! Oh, n1y back, why can't they open me in the middle? I am all one-sided because they always open me so crookedly. What is all this squabbl- ing about? - 'tYes, I will tell you where to get off just as often as I please, the idea of telling me how to spell words! I tell you that it is spelled with an 'e' instead of a 'y' and I will prove it to you. IIey! Be careful of those pages, you are getting ink all over themf' retorted the second voice. Keep still, said the first. Z-c-p-h- crker-I must have the wrong word, let 's see-well for cryin' out loud-for once you are right, it is spelled with a 'y', Zephyr, z-e-p-ll-y-r, a light breeze-cheerio, old chap, you win, shake! - Yes,,there you are,-I settled a reg- ular quarrel-and no thanks for me-ex- cept to get my face slapped again' and a great black mark on my face. Oh, well, such is life, and such am I, ragged and torn, fingered and worn, tattered and soiled the only time that people bother to look at me, is u hen they can't spell something cor- rectly or pronounce it, or explain it, or ab- breviate it ! Then they come and notice me in all my abused glory. . -V. Upton, '31. Mrs. Van Cleer's Jewels Mrs. Van Cleer was a New York society woman. She lived in a wonderful home on Fifth Avenue. Her family was com- posed of her husband, Billy, her five-year- old son, and herself. She had a large reti- nue of servants, all of whom were consid- cred trustworthy. It was the night of the big social event of the season-the Astorbilt's Ball. Mrs. Van Cleer was going to wear her famous jewels, uhich, Rumor said, were the royal early Middle Ages. French jewels of the They were valued at S750,000. Mrs. Van Cleer attended a tea in the af- ternoon and then came home to dress for the Ball. She dressed, then took the jew- els out of the small safe where she kept them, and placed them on her dressing table. She suddenly remembered she must see the cook about the next day's menus. She went downstairs, had the talk with the cook, and went upstairs again, only to find that-her jewels were missing! She immediately called a famous detec- tive, YVarren Pierce. Mr. Pierce had a pri- vate talk with each of the servants and felt sure they were trustworthy as they all seemed so concerned with their employers loss. He tried to find evidence against the thief, but was unable to do so. He inspect- ed the house from garret to cellar, but this also was of no avail. For six days Mr. Pierce worked on the case without finding any clue. Feeling completely baffled, he decided to go to Mrs. Van Cleer and express his desire to leave the case. Wlieii he arrived at her home, Mrs. Van

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THE CADUCEUS 17 right in on this road. I think so, too, Paul. Let 's follow along the road. Only perhaps we had better walk in the woods. If they happen to come back out, we can duck behind some bushes or trees. Itfs lucky I brought my flash- light. t'Right, but letls hurry. I'm getting excited alreadyf' They had entered the woods and fol- lowed close to the road for about a quarter of a mile. Suddenly they heard the truck coming and saw its lights. 'LQuiek! Quick! Lie down behind these bushes, Paul, we must not let them see us. The boys hid in the bushes while the truck went past them and out through the Woods toward the road. Did you see those men, J ohn? VVeren't there three of them? Yes, I saw them. Now, let's hurry. Perhaps we are alone now. The boys hurried forward, and in a short time came upon an open space which was completely surrounded by high bushes. In was a large pile of something the center which was covered with an enormous can- The boys looked all around and vas cover. listened, but heard nothing, so they stepped into the circle and hurriedly lifted the can- vas. There, to their amazement, hundreds of boxes of a fine and expensive Canadian liquor were disclosed. Gee, John, I told you so! That truck did have liquor in it! , But, Paul, just look at all that liquor! Why! There must be ten thousand dol- lars worth right in that one lot, because they that it is frightfully expensive. Yes, I know it is worth a lot of money, hut I don't know how much. 'Now, John, the best thing for us to do is to continue back to Bristol, get the sher- iff and his men, and bring them to this hideout. ' ' Righto, and let's hurry. Then as fast as they could walk, the boys went to Bristol, which was about five miles away. On arriving there, they immediately found the sheriff and told l1i1n their story. The sheriff and four deputies, accompanied by John and Paul, climbed into a powerful Buick touring ear and sped away with haste to tho spot where tl1e liquor had been found. 'tBoys, the sheriff said, you certainly did a great piece of work finding this hide- out in the Woods as far as it is. VVhy, I don't doubt but what all this liquor is worth fifteen thousand dollars. You sure- ly did the right thing by coming to tl1e of- ficers immediately. But listen! Have I told you that the government has suspected this thing for over a year and that they have secretly put up a reward of five hun- dred dollars to whoever finds the smugglers or their hideout? t'No, we knew nothing of it, the boys said. Well, you boys will receive the reward, because you found it all alone ! The sheriff then took the boys home and returned to Bristol. The following day at tl1e same hour the sherii and his men surrounded the spot where the liquor was hidden. Soon another truckload came. This they seized, together with four desperate looking men. The following morning the boys were called to Bristol and given two hundred tif- ty dollars apiece, as a reward for finding the cache. VVhen they were leaving the building, John said, VVell, Paul, it surely pays to do the right thing, doesn't it? I'll tell the world it does! And now we can chip together and buy that old Ford we wanted and still have more than a hun- dred dollars to put in the bank 1 -Robert Goodwin, '32.

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THE CADUCEUS 19 Cleer was playing with Billy, and, thinking it was all right or the child to hear the con- versation, they let him stay in the room. Mr. Pierce told Mrs. Van Cleer he would- n't work on the case any longer. Billy listened attentively to all that was said. After Pierce said he was going to leave, as he had no clue to work on, Billy suddenly interrupted with: Mama, what did your jooels look like? Mrs. Van Cleer described the jewels and then asked Billy why he had said that. Billy answered, I didn 't know they were jooels. One day I ran away from nursie a.nd went into your room. I wanted to see you. You wasn't there, but the sparklers were. I took them to play with. Then I went downstairs into the room where the goldfishes are. I didn't want to play with the sparklers no more so I put them in with the goldfishes. They looked jest like the rocks and the other things in the bowl. I'm sorry, Mama, I didn't want to make you feel bad. I didn't know they were any good. Mrs. Van Cleer hurried downstairs and sure enough there were the jewels where they had been deposited-as good as ever. ' ' -Maxine Richardson, '33. Mirandy , Out in the country, at the Four Corners Cas the people used to call ith was an old structure. It was a low, rambling house with a large, open shed at the back, and a stable at the southwestern corner. It had been intimated among the neigh- borhood that old Mirandy Vester, who lived there, was a witch. People said that in the dusk of the evening she had been seen with her black cat., Spider, walking stealthily around people's homes. It was said that she always. kept in the shadows, but the eyes of the cat would show up in the dark. It was Irumored that one day Clem I-Iall was hauling Hrewood past old Mirandy's house, when she came out and told Clem to leave the wood in her shed. But,l' said Clem, I haven't wood enough to last me out. I must have this wood for myself. She argued that he didn't need it and that she did. The result was that Clem kept on his way home. Near his house was a steep hill. As he reached the middle of it, his horses stopped to rest. After a few minutes, Clem spoke to the horses to go on, but they would not start. He urged them, but they refused. He used all the means he knew to make the horses draw the load up the hill, but with no success. He finally un- loaded the wood, and went home with an empty cart, at the same time cursing old Mirandy for bewitching his horses so they would not pull. One Saturday old Mirandy went to one of the neighbors'. Wlieii she entered the kitchen, she began to sniff the air. Ah, she said, H you have beans baking for supper, haven 't you? The housewife answered in the affirma- tive. Well, said Mirandy, I have nothing for my supper and I want them. After arguing with her neighbor, Miran- dy left empty-handed. That night, when the beans were served for supper, the family were unable to eat them as they were so hard. Of course the opinion voiced by the en- tire family was that Mirandy had bee11 up to her old tricks. One of Mirandy's neighbors had a little Jersey calf, whose mother was a very valu- able creature. Mirandy always seemed to want every- thing that her neighbors eherished, so, as usual, she wanted this calf. However, the owners refused. You will he sorry for this, Mirandy said. You will wish that you had let me