Pennell Institute - Whirlpool Yearbook (Gray, ME)

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1 THE PENNELL WHIRLPOOL THE CROSSWORD AND THE RADIO The Folks are nuts bout Radio And crossword puzzles, too. The bug is bound to get you The very best you do. I've tried all sorts of antics, Preventatives and such, The more you take, the worse you get, and it doesn’t help much. The disease is getting chronic, It’s more’n a regular fad; The Radio was bad enough, But the two would drive you mad. It works like this at our house, The neighbors all come in, When “Buddy” starts the Radio, The women will begin. We get all the latest gossip From everywhere in town, Bout Mrs. What’s-her-name’s new dress, Or some other ladies’ gown. They think they’d like the Radio, If only they could hear, It sounds sometimes too far away, Or else too pesky near. I’ve eulogized the Radio And its attendant ills, The way things work at our house Would give a man the chills. The wretched crossword puzzle, too, Has come to be the vogue; They'll figure for an hour or more To find a word for rogue. “Oh, no, that doesn’t seem to fit, It should begin with p;” They figure up and down the chart To make the thing agree. The spread of this distemper Does far exceed the cure, And so the things we cannot help Of course we must endure. E. F. S., 725.

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THE PENNELL WHIRLPOOL 11 LOCALS A Public Speaking Contest was held at Memorial Hall, March 27, 1925. The following were the speakers. Seniors: Maynard Colley, Ina Severy, Earle Stevens. Juniors: George Kent, Everett Morrill, Bernice Winslow. Sophomores: Louise Chipman, Aubigne Chipman, Dorothea MacLeod. Freshmen: Dorothy Dolloft, Naomi Roberts, Georgia Young. The prizes offered were a silver cup and two dollars. Maynard Colley won first place and Ina Severy, second. A Moving Picture was also given, “The Canadian Northwest.” The Chipman Prize was awarded to Eugene Sawyer, 1924. The Seniors are working on their Class Play, “Nothing but the Truth,” to be given about the first of May. The Juniors are planning on giving “Teddy, or the Runaways,” the last of Mav. The Junior Class gave a Faree, “Aunt Abigail and the Boys,” February 28th. The characters were taken by Kenneth Sawyer, Mary Campbell, George Kent, Merrill Libby, Everett Morrill, Wendell Tripp, Bernice Winslow, May- nard Colley, Norman Webb, l.arvey.Cobb and Everett Ellinwood. Tna Severy gave a reading between the Farce and the pantomime. Mr. Perley Sawyer presented the school with a tennis net in appreciation for the help given him in fighting a fire on his land, THE MINSTREL SHOW The students of Pennell Institute gave a Minstrel Show, November 7, 1924, for tle benetit of the school Orchestra, which has been organized this fall, and the Athletic Association. The amount raised was eighty dollars. The first act was the Minstrel Proper, in which the performers were, Earle Stevens, in- terlocutor; Merrill Libby, Everett Morrill, Norman Cole, Frank MeConkey, Ralph Morrill and Norman Webb, Nelson Winslow, Maynard Colley, endmen. Other blackface comedians who appeared in the show were, George Kent and Warren Libby. Songs and dances were given by the following: Evelyn Hill, Naomi Rob- erts, Louise Chipman, Ruth Jordan, Marion Hawses, Annie Frank, Mary Higgins, Georgia Young and Aubigne Cushing. The second act was a Negro Mock Trial. In this act the following actors took important parts: George Kent, Norman Cole, Warren Libby, Clara Edwards.

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THE PENNELL WHIRLPOOL 13 Literary FRIDAY, THE THIRTEENTH Two old cronies, Mocha and Java, roomed together in Portland. They both worked as helpers to the second assistant to the third assistant to the first assis- tant bricklayer on a large building then being erected. Mocha was an old- time sailor, so, like all seamen, he was superstitious. He annoyed Java con- stantly for a month by bemoaning the coming of Friday, the thirteenth. When Java tried to argue, he would merely tell of catastrophes that had hap- pened on other such unlucky days. Onee he had fallen from the rigging of a schooner into a raging sea, and got his clothes wet. Another time he missed a chance to join the Grand Opera because he couldn’t sing. On the fateful day he was awakened by an exclamation from his partner. “Shux, [ forgot to wind the alarm. We've got just three minutes to get to work.” Thev hustled into their clothes and sprinted off, although Mocha declared that it was no use. The whistle blew a moment before they arrived. The timekeeper grunted at them as they passed, “You're both docked an hour’s pay.” As they were carrying bricks on the building top, Java stepped on Mocha’s toes. Two bricks were dislodged and fell. In the middle of an exchange of caustic comments, Java suddenly stared and pointed down. Workmen were running up to a mason who was lving on the ground. When the two room- mates reached the ground the still form had been carried off. Mocha cursed the day and groaned with such a woebegone expression that Java could contain himself no longer. “Tt’s just a joke on vou, Mocha. We framed up the accident just to give you a taste of bad luck, so you wouldn't be disappointed.” One of the work- men hesitated and then returned, “He saw only one brick fall. I reckon his shoulder’s broken from the other one.” Grorce Kent. POEM In making up rhymes I am beat, For that is no easy feat, I have thought and thought all day, But still my mind is all astray. First, I thought of snow piled high, Then of the full moon in the sky, And of the splendour all around, Of the beautiful snow-covered ground. If I could do just as I please, I’d be out in the field on my skis, So I think I'll hunt‘up a friend And bring to this short “pome” an end.