Rangeley High School - Tattler Yearbook (Rangeley, ME)

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16 THE TATTLER oop. I dintf see eny Fairys boot I thot thet i were a goin ter see de Devil once or twice. Wal next i'se vent over ter what dey call de ocean wave u11d i'se a ride und when i gut off de ground came oop und slapped me in de face. Wal i gut oop und wolked ar oond a circle til i cood c strate. Gosh it's no foon being c sick even. if you aint ever been on de ocean. Wal then i'se oop on de rollar costar und say, no Lizzie cood go round a corner de way dat fellar cood. Und de fust doonhill it camed too it all most tooked ma ribs oot. Honest ter Gosh i that at we wood teep over, but we dint. I'se lost ma collar. vectye, hat und glasses on dat treep. l'se weuted doon ter find dem but all i'se cood find were my hat, evidently de rest aint landed yet. As it were gittin late i decided ter go home. So's i vent und asked de fel- lar fer me carr if heed give me ma Lizzie back fer a quarter. He told me dat i could have it fer notin eef i wanted it. I thot dat he were an accommodatin fellar ter geeve me ma carr after i sold eet ter heem. Wal i arrived home all rite, only Lizzie were a little tired und i had ter poosh er into de barn. I'se feel fine after de treep how is yourself dere fritz. Hopes yuorse is as vell as you isent. Your effectishunate kousin, Hans. P. S. Eef yo dont git dis letta rite und tell me und i vill send it at once. Hans V. B. M. Class Honor Parts EITHER FIND A PATH OR MAKE ONE With these words-'either find a path or make one'-we are confronted with the great problem that now awaits us-the pro- blem of choosing and shaping our life car- eer. It is a problem of choosing or making a. pathway that will lead us to our goal- Success in Life. That goal awaits us, tow- ering high above our heads, forbidding us to keep in the same old rut-beckoning us on- wardg for, as Tennyson says: Not in vain the distance beckons, Forward, forward let us range. But before we can press forward, we must take .great care in selecting the path that we would follow to that distant goal. Or if we do not find one that fits us, one that we feel sure will not lead us to our great aim, then we must make one of our own. For we 'nust not take the path of least resistance and simply drift along through life. Realiz- ing this, we have chosen as our motto- E'ither A Path or Make One. Tonight the class of 1926 leaves the beat- en thoronghfares of the Past, and enters up- on the great, uncharted Future. Thus far, through our school days, as a. class, we have followed the same path. the end of which we have now reached. Henceforth the ways will be apart and each will seek to choose, or make for himself, that long trail that will lead him successfully through the arena of Life, and at last to the height of his ideals. To betrer illustrate the choosing or mak- ing of that path, let us take this metaphor: An explorer is about to plunge into the un- known depfhs of a jungle above the high top of which, a lofty mountain can be seen in the distance. He- wishes to reach its summit, but there is no way to do so with- out crossing the intervening wilderness. It stretches away-illimitable, full of pitfalls and unseen dangers, presenting many an ob- stacle and difficulty in its crossing. At its edge are many trails and paths-deeply de- filed paths, less frequented paths, straight paths and crooked ones-paths leading everywhere, confusing in their numbers. Ah! how careful the explorer must be in choosing among them. He must try to avoid those that wander on endlessly, or those that lead him aside from his purpose. And yet, those that are the plainest, easiest to follow, and start in the most direct line for the mountain, may be the very ones t0 digress from their course, grow faint, and fade out altogether. If he cannot choose among these paths, his only other course is to make one himself, one that he knows will leadl him in the end to his mountain top. Life, too, is a great jungle, with the moun- tain of Success towering above it in the

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THE TATTLER 15 visage of Snooks, appraising him from a nearby window. Snooks came out and started asking ques- tions. Why was Buck in town? Where had he been? When would he leave town? To which Buck answered witheringly. I should think your tongue would wear out! For my part I almost wish it would. This did not make any impression on Snooks , however. He only talked the more. Suddenly he asked Buck why he didn't get his hair cut. Buck answered that he was going to if he could lind anyone to cut it. Go to Pat Lafferty's shop. He's a dandy barber! Say, but he has a nice hair tonic! Smells like a posy garden, offered Snooks . I guess I will pay him a visit before I leave, Buck answered good-na- turedly. Adios, and he sauntered off. Business was rather lax that morning in the Irishman's shop, and poor Pat was rather despondent when Buck entered. Faith, and yez have been some time in the mountains, haven't yez? he inquired while performing his task. About six months, was the casual repIy. Six months! Well, no wonder! the Irishman exclaimed. After cutting Buck's hair, Pat anuointed his head with his hair tonic and pronounced the job done. Buck paid the bill and was soon traveling back into the mountains. That afternoon Lucky Evans, Buck's twin brother, came riding into Sundae. He rlidn't had a haircut for a long time either, so he made his way to the barber shop. He opened the door and then looked puzzled at the amazed look which crossed the barber's face. Faith, and are yez back again? asked that astonished son' of Erin. I only cut yez hair this morning and here yez are back again with hair as long as before. Sure, an won't yez let me have yez picture to advertise me hair tonic.? Lucky didn't know what to make' ot itg but he tried to explain that he hadn't been in town for some time, but it did no good. He let him have his picture before and after the hair-cut, and then left the shop. After he was gone Pat paced the floor try- ing to solve the mystery. His tonic must be better than he thought. The parrot watch- ed him all the while. Suddenly she said in clear tones. Oh master, pray don't look so puzzled, As though you were a dog just muzzled. For many, many big twin brothers Have even fooled their loving mothers. It took some time for the Irishman to un- derstand what Polly meant. When he did, he laughed. But all the same I'll advertise n1y tonic wit.h the pictures and the story. Nobody will know the difference, he said. . M. G. '29 Toi. HANS TELLS ABOUT HIS TRIP T0 FARMINGTON FAIR I States of Younited September 30, 1925 Ma dere Fritz: I now take oop mo pencil and rite u wit pen and ink. I'se a go'in to tell ya aboot my treep to Farmton Fare. I'se gits oop at fifteen minutes in front of seex o'clock, starts Lizzie and started. That is I tried to start-Lizzie didn't want too goes anywhere wit out eny breakfaste. So's i geeves her some hay and oats und den i cranked er oop und wented. I'se wented all rite til i'se gut all most ter madrid und me ingin stuped on me. I'se gut out und leeft- ed oop de hood und sum ile comes out und squirted in ma left i. The ile were hot und made me jooinp sum. Weel i'se poot sum noo spark plogs in de ole ting und still she wood not went. I'se peeked in de tin can under de seet und it were m t. Und i'se dint have eny more gas so i thot i were stuck fo shore. But i'se deecided ter fool Lizzie. I wented ter a hoose a. leetle Way off und gutoop de leetle tin can under de sect. De Lizzie thot eet were gas she were gittin und she started off ogin. I'se gut ter Farmton all rite und' were goin oop ter see der sites when a fellar says ter me only a quater for you'se carr here, so i tells him he can hav it fer that so i'se leeves Lizzie wit. heem und vent ter c de sites. De fust ting me i catched were de dancin girls. Say fritze you'se oot tuv seen dem gals but i says me Lizzie can kick bettern dat. Wal i'se left dem dancing gals und vent over ter a great beeg Wheel' dat told me it were a Fairys Wheel. So i says to me self, Hans yous just naturally gut ter go oop und see de Fairys. So i'se bot a teeket und vent

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THE TATTLER 17 background. Each of us is an explorer at the edge of Life. Before us are the paths from which we are to choose if we are to obtain that high pinnacle in Life to which we aspire. In selecting or making our path we should not leave everything to Luck-for Luck does not float around the air and light on Tom, Dlckjor Harry, just anyhow and any- where. It is rather defined as 'the wit to know the thing you want, the will to work, the faith to fight, the strength to use but tem- pered tools and only weapons honor-bright, the spirited and the spunk to dare, the heart to hope, the grit to bear- And when disast- er falls, the pluck to grin and start again'- That is the Luck to which we should trust, and which should prompt us as we press on along our pathway of Life. But we must be even more careful than the explorer. We must endeavor to select only those paths which we know have led others to success, which rise ever upwards, and which are safe to follow. In making our own path, let us make it bit by bit, paying great attention to each bit, for it is the little things that count. By in- telligence and application to the duty of the hour, a puddler becomes the head of a great steel corporation, a district messenger boy becomes the world's greatest inventor. a humble clerk in a backwoods store be- comes President of the United States. No single outstanding deed placed any one of them at the top, but a succession of little things well done. Vvhether we choose a path or make one, we will find that none of them are strewn with roses, but that thorns line the way. However, we should welcome obstacles and push steadily forward and upward, never losing sight of our objective. It the grade should prove too steep, and if it chances that we should stumble and go down, let us re- member that 'he who rises every time he falls will sometime rise to stay! Our motto does not apply only to the beginning of our Life career. All the way-from the begin- ning' to the higher planes-it applies to those obstacles which arise to impede and discourage our progress. I11 each and every ditliculty that we encounter, we can either find or make a way that will take us over it. And so, whatever befalls us on Life's path- way, may we ever re1nember our motto, and remembering, push triumphantly on to Suc- cess. And now the parting hour has come. The class of 1926 wishes me, in their behalf, to say farewell, and it is hard to find words suited to such a time. So I will simply say, good-bye, first, to the parents and friends who in all our undertakings have been so generousgf to the superintendent and school board who have shown so much interest in us. Then to our beloved principal and teachers who have so faithfully and gener- ously looked to our welfare, and whom we shall never forget. To you, dear schoolmateshl say good-bye, wishing you success i11 your school life and in all that you undertake. We shall never forget the happy days with you in R. H. S. Classmates: This is the last time we shall sit together as a class. It is with pleasure mingled with regret that we now look back over our high school days-maybe the hap- piest ones we shall ever know. Together we have worked and shared each other's trials and joys. Now we must say good-bye. But we'll never forget these days. We'll cherish them in our memory and often look fondly back on them. May each of us choose or make our Lite's path wisely and carefully, and may God guide us safely over its perilous turnings. Now-Farewell and Good Luck. Clarence Lamb a:::::::Q:::::::::::::::::::::-ri Salutatory The Class of 1926 wishes to extend their thanks to all who have aided us in our work as a class, and we welcome you to this ex- ercise, our last undertaking as the Class of 1926. MANUFACTURING AND MAINE Maine has passed thru two economic peri- ods, and is now entering upon the third. The third period promises to be the great- est, and the most prosperous, of them all.