Potter Academy - Wreath Yearbook (Sebago Lake, ME)

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Magazine Campaign The magazine campaign started a few days earller this year, so the students wonld be able to sell a few more subscriptions. It also gave them a falr chance to compete with the other schools. lt started as it does every year with Mr. Hovls coming early in the school day and telllng funny stories and trying to make us interested ln selllng his magazines. l-le dldn't have to try very hard, because we know from other years that the people of our town always back us ln the campaign, and the school will benefit from the drive. The school was separted into two teams. The Seniors and Freshmen were on one side and the Juniors and sophomores were on the other. The Seniors and Freshmen were ahead part way through the magazine drive, but the other team caught up and went right by: so the Juniors and the Sophomores were the winners. The loslng team gave the winning team a supper, which was held on December 19th. After the supper, everyone took part in a Chrlstmas party. This year, as we have tried to do other years, we went past the goal, and the school realized a larger profit than that of the year before. Carlene Wight '62 The SOPIIOMOIC M6SqU2l'6d2 The masquerade ball, sponsored by the Sophomore Class, was held on October 24, 1951. There was a good attendance and everyone en- joyed lt. very much. Three prizes were glven to the persons wearing the most original costumes. The first prize lof two dollarsj was glven to Lawrence Nason, who was dlsgulsed as a blind beggar. The second prize lone gallon of sweet ciderl was given to Mrs. Harry Mcltenney, who was dressed as an old woman. The third prize I a box of chocolatesj was given to llchard Irish, who disguised himself as a girl. Other very good costumes were that of a clown, a witch, and an Arabian. Cider and doughnuts were served, and music was provided by a local orchestra. The gymnasium was decorated with welrd streamers of orange and black, while black eats, corn stalks and pumpkins, gave the stage a typlcal Halloween appearance. The finishing touch was a 'corpse' fa mop, a coat hanger, a mash, and a sheetj suspending from the ceiling in one corner of the room. Everyone had a very good time. Roberta Gilliam '54 34

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Freshman Reception Thursday, September 20, the senlors began glvlng us a good tlme. We were to do stunts for two days. On the first day, we were to wear dungarees and wear our blouses and sweaters wrong side out and backwards: the girls could wear no makeup, and they had to greet the senior boys in the morning by kissing their hands. The boys had to do the same except, of course, that they had to bow to the senior girls and kiss their hands. Everyone had to carry a raw egg in his back pocket. Most of them broke before the day was over and what a mess that wasl We weren't supposed to talk except ln class. We talked, when the senlors dldn't hear or see us. When a senior came into slght everything quleted down and we would begln using notes and sign languages again. During those two days, if we dldn't do as we were told, we got black marks. The number of black marks we got determined what we had to do on Frlday night at the reception. On the second day, the girls were to dress in men's bathing trunks and slippers and the boys were to dress ln women's bathing suits and nylon stockings. Durlng both days, we had to walk up and down the hill backwards. Whenever we met a senior on the campus, we were to salute them and say, 'I am a lowly Freshman. The seniors thought this was fun so they walked by us every chance that they 801. Then came the big night which was Friday night. Flrst we went down into the basement of the gymnasium and there we were instructed to go up to the front door, take our shoes and stockings off and go ln through the audience one by one and to go up on the stage. Then we had to give our names and addresses. Some were clad ln dlapers, some in men's under- wear, some ln grass sklrts, and some ln bathing sults. A tew of the stunts were: slnglng, having a bath ln a tub with a bathing sult on, and dancing ln grass sklrts. At the end we were each supposed to tell what we thought of the senlors. Some of the thoughts weren't very good ones but lt was all taken ln fun just the same. When the seniors were through with us, we knew that we belonged to Potter Academy. Marilyn Reinhard '55 Juniors Activities The Innlor Class held an informal dance at the gymnasium on October 12th. We used the decorations which were made for the previous year's graduation. The music was by a local orchestra. The dance was attended by a rather small crowd, but the music was good and everyone seemed to have a nlce tlme. We are now making arrangements for the Junior From, our seml- formal dance, which will take place on Friday, May 2nd, We plan to have Stacy's Orchestra. The gymnasium will be decorated ln our class colors, blue and white. Marilyn Robinson '53 33

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Literature Bashful Moses Bashful Moses lived in Gold Bucket, Nevada. He llved with his mother and father and two brothers ln a small ranch about five miles from town, Bashful Moses was just what his name says he was, only worse. He was so bashful he couldn't even look in the mirror without blushing. Not only was Moses bashful, but he was also afraid of guns. Now thls shamed Blg Jim Hawks, Moses's father, more than anything in the world ever could, for Blg Jim was the roughest, toughest, gun totlng man ln the state of Nevada, and to think that a son of his was afraid of guns, on top of being bashful, almost shamed hlm to tears. From the time, Bashful Moses was old enough to hold a gun, until he was twenty years old, Big Jim tried to break Bashful Moses of his fear of guns, but his efforts were in vain. Moses's fear did not break. It ls needless to say how much Bashful suffered all his llfe. Where- ever he went he was teased and laughed at. Whenever he rode lnto town, which wasn't very often, people would go out of their way to speak to him, just to see him blush, and stammer howdy and practically run down the street. Women would deliberately bump him, causlng hlm to become so frustrated that he couldn't even say pardon. And even at home, he had no peace. His older brothers, Bull and Jake, would care- lessly throw their guns around and sometimes even shoot his hat off, scaring Bashful Moses so badly that he would jump on his horse and ride out into the prairie to stay for several days at a time. And so Bashful Moses llved the life of a dog. lt was when he was twenty- two years old that a terrible thing happened to Moses, so terrible ln fact that it rulned his life. Bashful Moses fell ln love with pretty Sara Rose Bell. lt was bad enough that she was the prettiest and most popular gal ln town, but worse still, she was his brother, Bull's, girlfriend. When Bull used to bring Sara to his home for dinner, Bashful Moses used to sit and peek through a crack in the wall at her. He vowed to himself that someday he would speak to her and win one of her angelic smiles. But for the time being, he was content to look and dream. One day when Sara was visiting and Bashful was peeking, he decided that when she left that day, he would follow, and when they were both out of sight, he would ride up and speak to her. The ldea frightened him so badly that he started shaking, but he was very determined and when Sara Rose left, Bashful went GUI, got hls horse, and followed at safe distance, tak- lng a course that was hidden by trees, so she could not see him. When he came around the huge rock, he decided to go out and speak. When Bashful Moses came around that rock he beheld a very frlghtenlng and dangerous situation, for he saw three men with guns trained on Sara Rose. One man had a piece of rope with which he proceeded to rie Sara. Bashful Moses was so scared his toenalls were curled under, but he dldn't run. Instead he gathered all hls courage on the tip of his tongue and sald, 'D-D-Drop your g-g-guns, boys and get them horses moving mighty pront. My flnger's klnda itchy on this har trigger. Well, slr, you never in all your life saw men ride so fast as those three did. You couldn't see 'em for dust, and Bashful, with his face as red as the parson's nose, rode out from behind the rock to face Sara. This terrlfled him even more than the robbers with their guns. When Sara saw who lt was, she nearly collapsed with laughter, but 35