Rangeley High School - Tattler Yearbook (Rangeley, ME)

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24 THE TATTLER could tell by the look of your faces that you would ask. Jim, my husband, says I 'ni a regular mind reader. .I must go now and get the dinner on, for the men will be here in a jiffy. Now, have a good time. She closed the door and left us standing there, too surprised to utter a word. We went back to the Brooks , sat down under the trees to rest and chat a while before eating our luncheon. VVe were comfortably settled and talking when we heard a voice speaking to us. We jumped to our feet as quickly as possible and who should be standing there, holding a large pan of white biscuits and a huge dish of Beans , but the same red-faced lady who had met us at the door. I thought I'd bring you down some 'Beans' and biscuits, she was saying. They always taste so good out of doors. These biscuits are made from 'Pillsbury's' Best: I can't cook with any other flour. I've got to go back and churn. jim 'll be down in a moment with some lemonade, he sure is a cracker-jack at making lemonade. If any of you like fresh buttermilk, come up and I'1l give you some. We thanked her and after she had dis- appeared around the corner of the barn, we prepared to build a fire, and fry 'K Lamb chops and potatoes, and there was no doubt in our minds but this would taste good with the Beans and biscuits. The boys opened the Olive bottles and one boy went down in the Glenfnj to gather More fMoorej wood for the Ere. just as we were ready to sit down to the repast, which had been spread on the grass, a man came around the corner of the barn, carrying a pail. If we had not been expecting jim, as his wife had introduced him, we would have thought he was the Ancient Marriner himself. He was a short, skinny man of about fifty-five years of age. His voice was squeaky and shrill. He approached us and set the pail down, pushed his hat on the back of his head, and said: I thought I 'd bring ye down some lemonadeg most picknickers like it, and my wife says I'm a 'jim slickeri' at mak- ing it. , We were about to thank him when he began again: 4' Don't mention itg I like to be accommodating, and disappeared around the corner of the barn. After finishing our lunch, six members of the club went up to the farmhouse for some fresh buttermilk. The remainder of us stayed in the shade until the others returned. The six club members returned and re- ported that the names of our friends were Richardfsju. There were no incidents worth mention- ing on our way home. We met one man live miles from H Nowhere with the Axel of his wagon broken. Some dis- tance farther on we saw a man painting a house. At the sight of him we broke out in loudest cheers and the Brackett under the staging gave way, throwing the man to the ground. Fortunately it did not hurt him. XfVe arrived home at seven o'clock after a most delightful day. L. T., '24. ROBERT'S CONCLUSION OBERT WILLIAMS was fourteen years old, and, after school had closed Friday night, he went out to the garden and dug some worms. After he had got his can full he overhauled l1is fish- ing tackle to sec if it was all ready for Saturday's fishing. The next morning, as Robert and his father were walking through an apple orchard, on the way to the fishing hole, there was a Hock of sparrows and a robin sitting in the apple trees pecking at the apples, which still remained on the trees in spite of the bitter frosts. ' As Robert spied the birds he picked up a stone and was about to throw it at the center of the flock, when his father stopped him, saying, You 1'I11.lStl1,t do that, Robert, just think how badly you would feel if you should kill one of them, especially the robin. You know what a help he is to our garden,

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T H E T in winterimuch snow is seen. This is some change for the foreigners and one would think the japanese would perish, since the vast majority of the nation have no tire in their houses except cha1'coal braziersg the partitions in their dwellings are mere paper screens, and they themselves rarely wear woolen garments. They do not seem to mind this-they are very hardy. It may seem strange -to us, but the peasants of the rural districts wear very little clothing as a rule. Even in the streets of Tokio one sees, on rainy days, thousands of men wearing neither trousers nor stock- ings. The japanese lady is short with a dark complexion and very abundant hair, which is usually oiled and glistens like a raven's wing. One would when he saw a japanese lady sitting on the lloor tas is their cus- tomj that she had a pillow at her back: but if he should see her again walking down the street, he would see that what appeared to he her pillow, was a regular part of her costume. lt is a heavy, silken sash, long and very elegant. This is called the orbi and is the most precious article of a japanese lady's wardrobe. The bow, although arranged in dilterent stlyes, is always worn behind. A japanese lady never changes the position of her orbi unless she wishes to announce publicly that she will never marry again. In that case, she ties the bow in front. The japanese are gradually giving up their tasteful costumes of the past for the European dress. Until quite recently, the rule for japanese women, when they mar- ried, was to shave their eyebrows, pull out their eyelashes and stain their teeth jet black. The point was to make them look as hideous as possible so as to attract no more admirers. The japanese are naturally of a happy disposition. A. smile illumines every face. Apparently their past has no regret, their present no annoyances, their future no A T T L E R 23 alarms. Their wants are few. The houses of the rich and poor are alike. If they are sad, they seldom show their sadness in public. M. H., 121. R. H. S. PICNIC NE beautiful May day the R. H. S. Club went for a hike and picnic. The first pleasant spot that we reached we would stop and eat our dinner. The first place of interest we passed were two beautiful Parks , a short distance apart. From these we entered a Woody section which contained a great many Knowles and where the Robbins were singing, as they do just preceding a rain. Through this wilderness a stream ripplecl and in all its appearances it re- sembled the Nile 'i river. Not far from this pasture, in a g1'OVC, a new house was being built. 'We inquired of the carpenters, who it was for, and they told us it was for a' Taylor who wished to live in a secluded spot. After we had gained all the information we wished re- garding houses and Taylors U, we traveled on for a mile or so until we found we were in a beautiful orchard. Nearby we could hear Brooks running swiftly on their way to the sea. The instant we heard the Brooks we discovered that we were very thirsty, so we hunted until we found a clear rivulet rippling down between two huge apple trees. Thinking that there must he a house not :tar off, we satisfied our thirst, and went in search of a house. We 'found a huge, old-fashioned farm- house nestled in a large fir grove. We sent the president of the club to ask if we might eat our lunch in the orchard nearby, but as he stepped onto the porch, the door opened suddenly and a large, red-faced, Way, How the orchard. were going all want to smiling lady greeted us in this do you dog yes, you may eat in I know that's just what you to ask 'cause that 's what they do, who come here. I've been watching you all the way through the orchard. I

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T I-I E T how, after a rain, he comes out and eats up the worms which bore into the turnips and potatoes, and spoil them. And the sparrows, toog how peaceful they look, eat- ing those apples in the treesf, What would you do, he continued, while you were hshing from the bank, if you could not hear the birds singing? You know that you would not enjoy the fishing half as much. Robert decided that he would not. just as they were turning round the cor- ner of the stream where the fishing hole was, they spied a duck swimming over the water, chasing the flies which were floating among the lily pads. Suddenly the duck dove beneath the water and came to the top holding a large, llopping trout in its bill. It arose from the water and flew away, alighting in the reeds which were just across the river. That is another bird friend of ours, said Roberts father. And you can see that he enjoys the hsh- ing as much as we do. That night as Robert was eating supper, between the large mouthfuls of the sweet brook trout which he and his father had caught, he told his mother that he had had a very line time lishing that day, and that he didn't see why boys wanted to throw stones at birds, anyway. C. A., 123. THE HALLOWEEN MIRROR T was a dark night, and I-Iallowe'en. Two girls came down the road, clad in sheets. One of them giggled excitedly, breaking the silence, then said, May, I wonder who 'll be there, I hope there'll be a jolly crowd, auywayf' I do, too, answered her clnun. Then they arrived at a large house, where many witches, goblins, ghosts and brownies were going in the front door. VVheu the party was in the parlor, and everyone was talking and laughing merrily, the young hostess advanced with a mirror in her hands. Oh! What 's that for? the young people asked in a chorus. The A T T .L E R hostess explained: The girls, one by one, are to go out back of the house with this mirror, and stand by the brook, hold- ing it up in front of them, and repeat the verse, ' Oh. mirror, very truly, Fell me who my loved one is.' The girls blushed and laughed, till at last May advanced and said, I 'll go first. So, taking the mirror, she walked out of the house, up the narrow path, till she stood by the brook, laughing as she said, Mirror, tell me truly who my loved one is. Then she screamed in surprise, for there, looking over her shoulder, was a cow, which had stolen up behind her, and which was now regarding her reflection in mild surprise. O. J., 123. SAFETY FIRST 'I' was Saturday, and one of the best days there had been for at least four weeks. This was just the day the boys of the Fisk Bicycle Club had been waiting for. Friday night, after school, they had cleaned and oiled their bicycles so that they would run as easily as possible. This was in the early spring and all of the boys had old tires on their wheels, and some of them were in pretty bad shape. It was eight o'clock when they started, and, before they had gone a quarter of a mile, joe called out to them to stop. What the matter? said Bill, as he dis- mounted. Don't you know that we want to get to the pond as quick as we can? U I know it, said joe, 'ibut my front tire has got some pretty deep cuts in it, and l forgot to get some tape, but you fel- lows go along and I will go back after, it and catch up with you a little farther down. Oh, what 's the use! Mine 's worse than yours, said Bill and I 'mu not going to bother with any tape. But Joe was half way back to the village before the last words were out of his mouth. After Joe had got the tape, he put on as