Pennell Institute - Whirlpool Yearbook (Gray, ME)

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28 THE PENNELL WHIRLPOOL 7 Shirley, having been smuggled in this trunk to the mainland, found herself in a room with a gang of rough fellows. Bob, the head of the gang, told her their plan, which was to use her to rob her own grandfather’s safe. In the meantime Mr. Grayson had gone to meet Shirley, and, not seeing her among the crowd that came from the boat, sent an officer to search the ship. The search was made, and, of course, she could not be found. Mr. Grayson sent a cable- gram to Mr. Richardson saying that Shirley had not arrived, and also asked if she were coming on the next boat. Midnight was the time set for the robbery. After a gang of men had surrounded the house, Bob and Shirley entered by a low window near the kitchen. As it happened, a servant Was Just coming im, and, as he heard this noise, he ran for his revolver, which happened to be ina drawer near him. Getting the revolver, he followed the robbers to the deor of the room, in which a sofa stood; the servant then stumbled over a chair. Bob, realizing that someone else was around, fired his revolver twice-—a sign for lis gang to enter. Mr. Grayson had been very restless, and when he heard the two shots, ran to the window and screamed to the policeman standing on the corner nearby. ‘The policeman rang the police alarm and then ran to the house. Mr. Grayson then got his revolver and went downstairs with the rest of his servants, who had also been awakened by the shots. On reachin g the room, he turned the electric switch on, just as the policeman entered, Shirley then saw her grandfather and ran to him and explained everything. As a result of the kidnapping of Shir- ley, the police found a gang which they had been trailing for some time in vain, and the scoundrels who were its members were severely punished. LILLIAN HANCOCK, °23. I’m the clock that times P. I. I stay out in the weather, Be it wet or dry. The days go by quickly in the school year. Many boys and girls leave here, But the new ones, Green as the sea, Always show respect for ME. E, EB. D., '23.

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6 THE PENNELL WHIRLPOOL Literary SS KIDNAPPED. Shirley Richardson was a pretty sixteen-year-old girl. She had lived in England for thirteen years with her father and aunt, her mother having died while Shirley was three years old. Her father was quite well to do and so Shirley, of course, had about everything she wished, except a chance to see much of the outside world. It was only by accident that Mr. Thomas Grayson, Shirley’s grandfather, found her. Mr. Grayson was on a business trip in England and at the same time trying to find his daughter, Shirley’s mother. Discovering that she was dead, he set out to find his son-in-law and granddaughter. After a long, hard search, he found them in the suburbs of London. Mr. Gray- son became very much attached to Shirley and determined to make her his sole heiress. as he had a large estate in New York. Mr. Grayson wanted Shirley to go with him to France and then return to America with him, but as he was going only on business, he thought it best not to take her at that time. About a year after that Shirley prepared to visit her grand- father in America. She had to go across on the boat alone, as neither her father nor aunt were at liberty to leave. Mr. Richardson went to the boat with his daughter, and after see- ing her on it safely, he went back to his work, thinking that everything was all right. In the meantime Shirley had fallen in with bad company, although she was told not to speak to anyone she did not know. But after dinner, one evening, she stayed on deck where the passengers were dancing, and by chance she became acquainted with a Mrs. Williams, who looked like a very fine lady. The next day Shirley was intro- duced to Mrs. Williams’ son and daughter, Robert and Mar- garet, and a friend of Bob’s, Jack Davis. Shirley kept company with these people, and thought a great deal of Bob until the ev ening before they were to land in New York Harbor, She was called into Mrs. Williams’ staterom, being told that Mrs. Wil- liams was ill, and that Margaret, in a confused state of mind, did not know what to do for her mother. Shirley, of course, went to the aid of her friends. At last it was decided that Shirley should stay with Mrs. Williams that night. In the morning the door was locked; Shirley found herself a prisoner. She “started to scream for help, but just then Bob lifted the cover of a large trunk and stood up with a revolver in his hand.

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8 THE PENNELL WHIRIPOOL NAPOLEON AS A RULER. Napoleon’s prowess as a ruler is open to extensive comment. Many, because of his remarkable success, consider him a mar- velous ruler. On the other hand, a great many others, be- cause of his marked aggressiveness and domineering nature, consider him little less than a tyrant. Napoleon was resourceful. Probably the most able general the world has seen, his achievements on the battlefield have as yet been unequalled. This made the nations admire him, and served to make them faithful to him. But it seems to me that he was a more ideal general than ruler. He wished to dominate the world, and his word was law. Any opposition to him brought forth marked hatred. He would not flinch at anything to gain his ends, and his word was worthless. These qualities, it seems to me, should not be lacking in a good ruler. He was not a ruler to be served faithfully by his subjects, and this is a supreme point in suc- cessful government. JOSEPH J. LEONARD. Let us all be brave and true, Ignorance never stands any show, Little mistakes are soon forgotten In all we do and say.. A girl without this wisdom Never gets what she wishes. A. M. S., 723. THE DROPPED STITCH. “T ought to sit down this very minute and go to work on my tray cloth,” said Gertrude one bright Saturday morning. “Mamma wants to do it up this afternoon and send it in the three o’clock mail, so that Cousin Grace will get it Monday. There’s not very much more to do on it, I’m glad to say.” But just as Gertrude took up her embroidery materials, she happened to see Mabel Clarke passing by. “I must speak to her,” Gertrude said, and, hurriedly throwing a wrap about her, she rushed out. There was quite a conference at the gate, and then Gertrude went along with her friend, for Mabel had some things at home which she “really must see.” It was more than an hour before Gertrude came back to her embroidery. Then the moments seemed to fly, and she