Rangeley High School - Tattler Yearbook (Rangeley, ME)

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16 THE TATTLER To Mrs. Parks, who has been so kind and helpful to us, we do bequeath our sin- cere thanks. To Mrs. Lamb we do bequeath our deep- est regrets that we shall be unable longer to keep her company after school. To Mr. Pike, our Superintendent, we do bequeath our appreciation of his assistance in making our Senior year prosperous. To the junior Class we do bequeath our dramatic ability, hoping they will have as good, if not better, success than we. To the Sophomore Class we do bequeath our regrets for having to leave them, for they will be unable to watch us during French class. To the Freshman Class we do bequeath all our good luck for their coming years. To Eva Arnburg and Lilian Spencer we do bequeath Olive Moore's curly hair and knowledge of Latin, for we believe they can use both. To Mary Haley and Theron Clement we do bequeath Everdeene Robbins' fiery tem- per and her sense of humor, as they are lacking in these things. To Edith Brooks and Olive Jonah we do bequeath Kathleen Stewart's dimple and eyebrows. To Arlene Taylor and Marion Stewart we do bequeath Lucille Huntoon's winning smile, as we think it may be useful to them. To Vera Lamb we do bequeath Miriam I-Iuntoon's slimness and solemnity as she is in need of both. To Clarence Moore and Atherton Mitchell we do bequeath Dan Pillsbury's enormous strength and tallness so they will not be overlooked in baseball. To Don Spencer and Hayden Tibbetts we do bequeath Earl Parks' alertness and intelligence. To George Quimby and Bessie Haley we do bequeath Everdeene's swiftnessi To Doris Nile and Estelle Harnden we do bequeath Marian Nileis good behavior, for we think they are in need of it. To Florence Burrell and Lola Wilbur we do bequeath our self-control over whis- pering. To Lottie Harris and Ella Pillsbury we do bequeath all our self-confidence to assist them in overcoming their extreme bashful- ness. To Margaret Pratt we do bequeath Olive Moore's evenness of temper. To Axel Raymond we do bequeath Kath- leen Stewart's punctuality, that he may be on time more frequently in future. To Amos Ellis and Walter Bezfn we do bequeath Lucille's habit of studying dili- gently through the years that they, too, may gain the valedictory. To Iredell Tomlinson and Richard Grant we do bequeath Hazel Knowles' ability to move fast. To Hayward Coburn we do bequeath our love of joking which is now distributed too freely throughout the class. To Myrtelle Harnden and Evelyn Taylor we do bequeath a tape measure that they may know exactly how much is gained in height every day. To Dorothy Brackett and Maxcell Grant we do bequeath our ability to make dates and keep them. To Hazel Tibbetts and Leta Nile we do bequeath all our nice, big, round zeroes, so they will know what a zero looks like. To Clayton Arnburg and Walter T ibbetts we do bequeath our very best wishes for their success at Hebron. As we pass out from Rangeley High School, I realize more than ever before how deeply indebted we are for the oppor- tunities we have had during our four years. I hope that your years may be as helpful and enjoyable as ours have been, and that as your graduation day arrives you will he able to look back with as much pleasure as we. I, as a member of the Class of 1921, do bequeath my position as Class Godmother, and trust that you will derive as much en- joyment in bequeathing all the good things of life to the undergraduates.

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THE TATTLER 15 CLASS POEM FOUR years we've been together, And now our goal is won, Though we now part from our school life. Our life's school 's just begun. Although this breaking chain Now fills our hearts with pain, lVe trust the lessons taught us, Have never been in vain. Gladdest, saddest of all days, This day when we must party Underneath all our fun and laughter, Throbs regret in every heart. Harder struggles soon may claim usp Schdol joys are in the pastg Bravely let us meet life's battle, ' For these joys cannot always last. So now may we each one Take up li'le's work begun, And keep in mind our motto Till the victor's crown is won. I sing, with ehastened heart, today, the farewell song Nor harp nor organ shall invoke to strike the key' For waking memories shall sweep the vibrant strings, And muted voices of the years shall accompany me. l'll weave within the theme of this half-minor strain A sunset touch, a promise in the evening sky, NVhose benediction shall wake gold, low-lying clouds, And winged eliariots the shadows that round us lie. Upon the stealthy wings of time the transient years lVill Hee, and with them much that we would not have them take, And lift us, yearning. by the all-euguliing flood, Along whose outer shores the far, faint voices wake. Dream-footed as a twilight thought our visions A comeg A I They bear us hence to regions of enchanting light lllithin whose wizard spell and fancies still are bred The ashes of desire, the grim grey face of night. However far the courses of our jOllfI'lCy'll run, However widely lured by wonder we will roam, Two stars will radiate the unknown darkness- The lcindred, quenchless lights of school and home. Bright visions ours, ere that engulting, dreamy tide Has caught our lives, to bear them out as.ships of sea, Scarce feeling the enthralling ebb that urges ever on,- Today the tide is flood, and means farewell to thee. And so, thou send us forth to measure strength VVith children reared in other schools, 'neath other skies, And follow us, in thought, to every stormy battle- field XVith unremitting faith and Hope's kind, patient eyes. l1Vhat will we strive for? To pile our treasures high ? To bind about our hearts the serpent dollar sign? Or will we nourish in our untroubled breasts The purpose that makes life and love divine? lVhat battles are we still to win! But not for gain, Grim struggle for the juster measure of a mang But to lift him high above the serfdom of his deeds, And lit him into some God-famed, immortal plan. And yonder where the sky-lines meet and drift apart, Out there, where pathways dip and mount again the hills: Out there, where will sound all the savage notes of earth, The thought of building' well, our hearts with courage fills. And there, where lots and fates are cast like shifting dice, And men wage war for bread or gold or love or fameg Out there, we'll live and play upon the boards of life The part unblemished, which upholds thy spot- less name. My song is doneg the lights are outg the muse is tledg The singer yields thy future fortune to the seers. Live on, dear school! A greater glory be thine. Still more! FAME be thine through all the coming years. Everdeenie Robbins, l2I. CLASS WILL E, the Class of 1921, being of sane and sound mind, and influenced by none, do hereby will and bequeath to our Schoolmates of Rangeley High School, State of Maine. on this ---- of June, in the year of our Lord, One Thousand Nine Hundred and Twenty-One, all goods and chattels of said Class of 1921, to have and to hold while life lasts. We do hereby will and bequeath said goods and chattels to said schoolmates on one, condition, namely, that said school- mates shall make good use of said goods and chattels of said Class of 1921. To the School Board we do bequeath our thanks for their aid during our Senior year. To Mr. Marriner we do bequeath our good will. A

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THE TA Be it known to all men that we do hereby bequeath all goods and chattels to said schoolmates mentioned therein. Signed, sealed and attested to, this 1-lth day of june. in the year of our Lord, One Thousand Niue Hundred and Twenty-One, in the presence of E. ll. Marriner, C. E. Lamb, M. Parks, QVVitnessesj. Learn Tomlinson, '21, cLAss GIFTS ' 1-IAZIQL: Tonight we stand upon the threshold of Time. DAN: Yes, and the hour has come when we are to put to thc test the knowledge we have gained. ' I-IAzm,: Oh, sec this huge wheel of for- tune! .Perhaps it is the harbinger of good luck. Let 's turn it and see if it will bring anything to us, or to our classmates. DAN I As you are such an ardent believer in games of chance, go ahead and turn. Do satisfy your curiosity. Hazel.: 'l'urn! Turn! Oh wheel of Fortune! Turn! Turn! And give to me Gifts for all of my dear classmates, Gifts so rare and line to see. . . . Ah! See! A portable chair! just the thing for Lucille Huntoon! Lucille, we remember that on your out-of-town trips, it was always necessary for you to sit on cold sleds, so this chair will do away with that. Besides, with this, you can always be Chairman of VVomau Suffrage, which is your highest aspiration. DAN: Let me have a turn to see what it will bring to me. 'l'urn! Turn! Oh wheel of Fortune! Turn! Turn! And bring to me Gifts for all of my dear classmates, Gifts so rare and fine to see. . . . A butcher knife! Now who could this be for? Well! WVell! Earl Parks! Earl, since you are to be a surgeon, wc are glad to be able to supply this much towards the tools of the trade. Use it carefully. I'IAZELI Well, well, how appropriate that TTLER 17 is! I do hope I will have as good luck this time. Oh, look at this dear little watch! And for Marian Nile, too! Marian, when you go to summer school, take this for your constant companion. It will help you to be on time for classes. DAN: Give me another try and let 'ssee if it brings as good luck every time .... A book on Debating. Olive, I present this to you, as you have always been fond of talking, and I hope it will be of great help to you in your work at Normal school. I know that with this little book and your marked ability, you will be able to out-talk anyone there. ' Hazel.: I think Illl repeat that little rhyme this time, for I have an idea it is a potent charm, and has a great deal to do with our good luck, and we do not want to have a change come now. This is such fun. Turn! Turn! Oh wheel of Fortune! Turn! Turn! And give to me Gifts for all of my dear classmates, Gifts so rare and fine to see. . . . This looks like a rope. It is for Kath- leen Stewart, and must be a reminder of her fondness for that game called Copen- hagenf' Kathleen, when you are far away, this will help you to remember the good times you had, playing H Copenhagen J' at the Dallas box suppers, but do be careful not to lasso anyone with it. DAN: It is my turn now .... Here is a cowboy hat. Well, I really do think that verse must have worked like a charm, for certainly this is just the thing for Ever- deene Robbins. Everdeene, knowing that you had such a good time on a certain trip to Oquossoc, I am sure this will help you to remember it, as well as other good times which you have had in Rangeley I-Iigh School. VVear this until you exchange it for the white cap of a nurse. I-IAZEL: Isn't it wonderful that by turn- ing this huge wheel we are able to get Htting gifts for the Class of 1921! Oh, do look! A small hand-car! I just