Pennell Institute - Whirlpool Yearbook (Gray, ME)

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THE PENNELL WHIRLPOOL ““Yes.’’ “ T suppose—last night for instanee.” “T was at your home at 8.15.”’ “‘You were not’’, she said eurtly. “T was unless my watch is on the bum.’’ He takes out his wateh, ‘‘It is just 7.32 now, isn’t it?”’ ““No,’? she faltered looking at her wrist wateh, ‘‘It is just 8.32, but don't you see?”? “T see. Daylight Saving !”’ After expressing their views on Day- light Saving time and a number of they started home to announcement which other things. the many had been waiting. J. Winnifred Cobb, 1928 make for THE RESULT OF MOONSHINE WHISKEY One fine winter afternoon about twenty-seven o'clock in the year nine- teen hundred half past two, with the thermometer registering 204° above zero, a tall, lanky, old woman took his way across the frozen Atlantie to the land of Egypt in Norway. She imme. diately knocked on the door of the king’s palace on Wall Street and, as no one answered the bell, he stepped on the roof and jumped across to Asia Minor by the way of China and the Dead Sea. One of the ancient Babylonians took her around to see the Klondike gold mines which are noted for their fine cut glass. Then they went to the hanging garden of Babylon, which immediately came unhung after they entered and, as there was a high wind, they were blown to the North Pole. The Babylonian, not accustomed to the terrific heat, which became intense as they neared the pole, perished. A native Eskimo was mueh inter- ested in the old lady and took him out to see the numerous palm trees and vineyards. Having seen enough of the North Pole, the lady sent to Charles Williams Stores to get a fur coat so that she could visit the Equator. When the dear old lady reached his destination, the thermometer was down to absolute zero, so she sent to the Duteh East India Co. to get some more furs. He marveled mueh at the natives that were running around naked. After this exciting vacation she wanted to return to his home in the good old U.S. A. II. Norman Cole, 1928 FOOTPRINTS IN THE SAND Plaee: A summer resort on a lake in Northern Maine. Time: In the summer of 1920. Rich people from all over the New England and Middle Atlantic States were spending their summer there. Cast: Mrs. Nelson, a millionaire from New York. Eva Nelson, her eighteen year old daughter. Her only occupation is beau catching. Jim Bel- den, one of Eva's beaus, a detective. John Stone, Eva’s latest attraction. Johnathan Fliech, the owner of the hotel. Act I Scene I Place: The reading room of the hotel. The room eontains arm chairs

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THE PENNELL arranged to call at 8.15 P. M., but he had found no one at home. Soon after his arrival Capt. Gould found his way to the side of Mr. Lowrey. ‘‘Weleome to our town,’’ said Mr. Gould. ‘'‘How’s the family?’’ ‘Fine, thank you,’’ replied Mr. Lowrey. “T see Bruce Jr. is looking pretty well this year. JI suppose he’ll bring Beatrice Mason over tonight.’’ ‘ Well, I thought he had planned on it but I saw her come in with her folks.”’ The next morning when Bruee entered the dining room he found his father who announced that the ladies had gone out for the day. After ecat- ing the meal in silence, they left the table. ; “Seems to me you have been pretty mum for a fellow who’s raved over that dance for a month. Got sick of it pretty quickly didn’t you?’’ suggested Mr. Lowrey. “Yes! What’s the program for to- day?’’ “‘T am going to run up to the city. Want to come along?’’ “ No, guess I'll put in the day here.”’ “Good luck to you, son,’’ were Mr. Lowrey’s parting words. At six o’clock after a tiresome day Bruce threw down the novel he had b een trying to read and decided to go down to the dam, in the motor boat, to see the beautiful sunset. Absorbed in deep thought, he had been drifting in the cove at the left of the dam for a long time after the sun had gone down, when he became aware of a very pretty picture before WHIRLPOOL him. Beatrice was passing through the path of moonlight in her canoe. The faee that he saw was sweet, refined, and delicate; and he marveled at its beauty in spite of his late reso- lutions. Tle was also in the path of moonlight but she ignored him and passed on toward the dam, going straight toward the sluice which was hidden in the shadows. She was within a few rods of it when Bruee, realizing her danger, called to her to stop. Again she ignored him, pad- dling straight forward, and wondering for what absurd reason he was giving her orders. ‘‘Miss Mason, please turn to your right, you’re going into that sluice’’, repeated Bruce anxiously. But before she could grasp his mean- ing, the eanoe was eaught in the eur- rent and swept forward with a shock that wrenched the useless paddle from her hands. The motor boat shot across the current just in back of the canoe and she was pulled into the boat. Bruce swung the boat around toward home and settled down at the wheel. Tt was she who broke the silence. ‘You were just In time. I want to thank you, Mr. Lowrey.’’ she said. “Never mind the Mr.’’, was the short reply. “But you ealled me Miss’’, she an- swered. “T thought you wished it from your attitude last night.’’ “Yes, I was just wondering how you got around so soon tonight. Rather unusual, wasn’t it ?’’ “May be, but I make it a point to be on time,’’ he replied unconcernedly. “You do!’’ she said indignantly.

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10 THE PENNELL WHIRLPOOL and a davenport. The curtain goes up showing Mrs. Nelson on the davenport reading a magazine. Enter Eva and Jim. Eva is very excited and Jim is laughing about her. Mrs. N.: ‘Well! What is the mat- ter now?”’ Jim: ‘‘Oh, she thinks there is a wild man out there in the woods, and she is afraid that he will run away with her.”’ Mrs. N.: ‘‘Ump! Is that all?”’ Eva (indignantly): ‘‘I don't care whether you believe it or not, but I saw his footprint on the sand this morning.”’ Jim (sarcastically): ‘‘She will tell you next that she has seen him.’’ Eva: ‘‘I can prove it.’’ Jim: ‘‘Ha! Ha! Ha! Didn’t [ tell you? Tell us how you can prove that you saw him.” Eva: ‘‘I didn’t say that I saw him. I said I saw his footprints and I can prove it.’’ Jim: ‘‘How?” Eva: ‘‘I can prove it by John. He was with me when I saw it.’’ Jim: ‘‘Who is John? Is he the brother of your wildman?’’ Eva: ‘‘If you want to talk like that, we will drop the subject.’’ Jim: ‘‘O well, I guess it is just as well before you drive us all crazy.’’ Mrs. N.: ‘‘I guess there is nothing to worry about.” Jim: ‘‘Come on, Eva. I will race you to Leaton’s Island and back.”’ Eva: ‘‘I suppose I might as well do that as anything.”’ Exit Jim and Eva. Enter John. John (to himself): ‘‘It certainly is funny about that footprint. I don't think there is a wildman around, but it does look as if it was made by a human’s foot.”’ Mrs. N.: ‘‘Pardon me, but have you gone crazy too?’’ John: ‘‘I beg your pardon, madam, I didn’t know anyone was here. ’ Mrs. N.: ‘‘I thought I heard you say something about a wildman. Do you believe there is one too?’’ John: ‘‘Well-I-er-er-I-no, I Mrs. N.: ter?”’ John: ‘‘I-er-er-we were walking on the beach this morning and discovered an immense footprint and I-er-we have been trying to decide what made it.” Mrs. N.: ‘‘And who mean ?’’ don’t’’ “Then what is the mat- ? may ‘we? John (growing very nervous): ““Why-er-er-er a young lady and my- self were taking a walk to-er-er gether.’’ Mrs. N. you say Doris?’’ John: ‘‘N’n’no I tion her name.’’ Mrs. N.: ‘‘I will tell you then. Her name is Eva Nelson and I am her mother. So you needn’t be embar- rassed. Jiva is very excited over that footprint and I want to find out what made it. Please tell me what you know about it.’’ John: ‘‘The footprint must have been made by a large person, if it was made by a person. The country people are bringing reports of strange cries heard in the neighboring woods. That is all I know about it.’’ herself): ‘‘Did lady’s name is (enjoying the young d’d‘didn’t men-