Norway High School - Caduceus Yearbook (Norway, ME)

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28 THE CADUCEUS' because farming calls for almost continu- ous labor. When we had gone about four miles away from home, we were well up in the notch where the mountains rose high on both sides of us, and the ledges looked down upon us like gruesome creatures. Suddenly, about a rod from me, I saw a cat. He was walk- ing along as if he were ruler of the notch. Pa took a quick aim at him and, 4'Bang!l' He hit the cat, but not fatally. We tracked the animal along the foot of the ravine, about half a mile. There, he suddenly turned upward toward Ball Head Moun- tain. Once we saw where he had lain down. We thought that he was tired or Weak be- cause it looked as though he must have been bleeding quite badly. We came to Pulpit Ledge, Cealled so obe- cause of its resemblance to a pulpit in a churchj I told Pa to stop there while I went around and tried to stop the cat from getting around the other side of the rock. We were both very anxious to get our game, as, no doubt, the pelt would be worth about twenty dollars to us. 'As people on a farm do not have very much surplus money, we knew that it would make the County Fair a real holiday for us. A Suddenly, I heard Pa shoot three times, just as fast as he could pump the shells in- to the magazine of the gun. Then, how he shouted! I called to him, but could get no response, only he kept on shouting as if he were greatly alarmed. I was going to- ward him as fast as I could. Onward I raced through the underbrush and thickets of hemlock. I heard' a crashing coming to- ward me, as if a heavy animal were coming, and, about six feet from me, lumbering along was a large she-bear. To me she looked about as large as an elephant. I up and' shot, but didn't even hit her. I was so excited, I might have aimed at the sun as far as I know. I was really frightened. I was taken so unaware! I went to where Pa was, and there 'he was, sitting on a rock, wiping the sweat off his brow. He had stood there waiting for me, when all of ag sudden he felt the ground quiver under his. feet. jThen there was-. a. regular upheaval' and t'Whoosh! out came abcarl Pa so near the den, when thebear jumped out, that it knocked him over. One can imag glne the surprise it gave him. He said, three cubsfollowed her. I did11 it see them, and, to this day, I still think he wasxisee-, ing things. ' I ,V As wewere standing there, I looked up to' a crack in the ledge. If could see a couple of snapping eyes. I gave a good shot at it, and could see that I had hit it ,A as it lay there, quite still. I took a pole and reached up and pulled out a great Canadian Lynx. As we stood there, admiring our catch, we' heard a snarl that would fairly make one 's blood icurdle. It was the big cat's mate looking at us from the very hole from which the bears came out, not more than iifteen feet from where we stood. We both seemed to shoot at the same time. Iguess both shots were true, as the head of the 'cat was nearly blown off. It also had a broken hip. No doubt it was the cat we had first sighted, and it had gone into the den where the bear was. That was what suddenly drove the bear out. The bobcat, Canadian Lynx, and other members of the cat family are greatly feared by all of the rest of our wild animals, for, when cornered or hungry, they 'Will attack anything with their deadly claws., We tied the dead cats together, then fas- tened them to a pole and ,started home. q The folks at home were astonished at our catch. The pelts netted us thirty-four dol- lars, and, to our astonishment, there was a bountyof ,ten dollars on cats, which made a total of fifty-four dollars. We-had a great time, and a great story to tell our children, and best of all, alliitlie warm clothes we needed for the coming winter. We felt as if our day had been well spent. e I I ' -P. French, '33. fLiteraryM Continued on Page 451 A

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THE CADUCEUS 27 doesn't like social affairs. He has never been a right-hand man before. Perhaps you wonder why I am telling so much about him. You see, I am he, and he is I. In other words, he is Thomas O'Day, the skat- er. I am Thomas, but I am Thomas Sheri- dan. I should have been your chore boy, and he should have been your instructor. At the station, when you received me so heartily and called me Thomas O'Day, I knew you were very much mistaken. I tried to get a word in edgeways, but I could not. I couldn't see why you would receive a chore boy so grandly, but decid- ed it was because men are lacking around this place. I let you call me Tommy be- cause that is my name. When I arrived at the college and was taking a look around the place I met a young man, who was running wildly to- wards me. He immediately told me he was Thomas O'Day, and that he wanted to swap places with me. He saw the wild meeting at the station and decided he wished he were somewhere else. He had come here to get a rest, but he thought, for a while, that he would have to seek it in some other place. He knew the girls were mistaken about names, so he decided to let me be Thomas O'Day. You see, I like so- cial affairs, but do not know much about skating. Well, anyway, we got along O. K. Girls, do you hate me for being an im- personator 'Z ' ' Of course not, but where is the real Thomas O'Day? We must explain to him. We wouldn't have had this happen to him for anything. He left on the 11 o'clock train. He left this note for you. - What does it say? Cherry Lane College girls: I have ap- preciated tl1e rest very much. The work wasn't at all hard. Aren't there any more old fashioned girls in the world, or are they all modern? Don 't blame Tommy for this, but treat him nicely in the future. Thomas 0'Day. Isn't he hateful? I'm glad we didn't know him very well. But he's supposed to be a marvelous skater. 4 ' Skating isn 't everything. ' ' '4Our Tommy can skate well enough for us. But how did the picture in the paper happen to look like you? There was a mistake in the placing of our pictures in the paper. My picture was to have been in the paper next day. The mistake was explained in the next edition. Well, girls, we 've gained a good friend and sport, and listened to an exciting story all through the mistake of a newspaper. Let's go to the 'dorm' now and get ready for our bridge party. Of course you'll come, Tommy. You have a standing invi- tation to all of our affairs. So long, Tom- my, see you later. -Maxine Richardson, '33, LHQHH THE HUNTING TRIP Pa and I were picking apples. It was a ivery cold day. The strong, raw wind blew from the Southeast, feeling very much like rain. Pa suddenly spoke up from the oth- er side of the tree, and said, J ack what do you say? Let 's go bobcat hunting tomor- row, if we can finish picking these apples today. Tomorrow came with a little rain, enough to dampen the leaves and grass, making it easy to move about the woods without be- ing heard. We packed our knapsack with food enough to last a couple of meals, plen- ty of ammunition, and a couple of thirty- thirty rifles and started on our way. Down through the pasture we went, eag- er and really thrilled to have the day off, as it was seldom we had the chance to go,

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GLEE CLUB Back Row: L. Yates, M. Morrill, E. Noyes, I. Freeman, B. Millett, B. Sharon, M. Meader, L, Kim- ball, M. Michie, M. Judkins, F. McAllister. B klnrimnt Row: Miss WV00d, M. Anderson, I. Aldrich, R. Sharon, A. Millett, L. Heikkinen, B. Gallant, G. ic nel. Those absent when the picture was taken: F. Lord, M. Richardson, W. Dunham, E. Ariel. V ORCHESTRA Back Row: H. Holman, YV. Conary. F. Pendexter, G-. Sanborn, I. Tubbs, E. Barker, E. Ariel, R-. Akroyd Front Row: I. Freeman, B. Burncll, M. Judkins, Miss lV00d, R. Arey, N. Arey.